We fight for our freedom

WARNING! THIS CHAPTER IS COMPLETELY RANDOM! SHENANIGANS WILL INSUE WITH THE ASSISTANCE FROM THREE SMALL FILLIES AND ONE CONFUSED HUMAN BEING.

"LET THE GAMES BEGIN!

'I take it back, getting tortured is probably better then this.'

As I sat there in the middle of the club house I was being circled by three fillies wearing red capes and they were all hopping around, happy as a clam and they don't have a care in the world. I have no clue as to why they are happy but I just sat there staring at the oak wall and started to imagine of ways to off myself because this was starting to get ridiculous.

Sighing loudly through my helmet I sink a bit lower into my lap as my hands hold my head up and before the fillies could notice how bored I am I just decide to fall over with a loud thump that didn't just not disturb the fillies but it also made them hop over my crumpled body as I groaned in defeat.

'I wonder if I can hold my breath long enough to stop hearing their happy horse noises...'

Lying down on the floor I waited for the fillies to get done doing whatever it is they are up to and as soon as the happy squeals came to an end I was poked and prodded with hooves, sticks, and one even had the audacity to poke me with a ruler. Of course with all of these poking and prodding I eventually gave in and sat back up before leaning against one of the walls in the little club house and sighed again but this time they were now all talking to each other and it was so fast I couldn't tell who was talking to whom.

It was at that moment that they were passing around pieces of paper to one another, all of them had what I think were drawings of themselves and some other object but when one flew out of a hoof it landed on my lap and I saw that it was a picture of me but a crude stick figure, and three small stick fillies and what looks like a catapult and a parachute....what the hell are these girls up to? Another piece came flying on by and I snatched it out of the air and flipped it over to see it was me again but this time in a wagon going down hill I think really fast and they are trying to catch me...dear god these fillies are insane!

Staring at the sketches of what they are planning to do to me I slowly got up and tried to silently escape from what was going to be bodily harm to me but sadly I was caught by three pair of eyes and I was dragged back in by a barrage of hooves and giggling noises.

Ten Minutes Later

'How did I get roped into this again?'

As I thought this I saw a kitchen knife get tossed right at me as it lands to the left of my head, the metal end embedding itself into the wood wheel behind me as my vision goes from normal, to slanted, sideways, upside down then back to sideways, slanted and normal. How these horses managed to make one of those circus knife throwing wheel things I will never know, but how they managed to get all the knives from their families kitchen's is something else entirely.

Another knife flew right at my but this time it landed above my head with a loud thunk and I just let out of relief as I looked back at the three fillies, all of them picking up sharp pointy objects with their hooves or mouth's, the unicorn grabbing them with a mental field of some kind and with a flick of her horn another knife twirled end over end and landed between my fingers of my left hand.

'Oh yea...they lassoed me up and dragged me out here before strapping me to this thing.....'

I thought it was over since I didn't anything be tossed at me but when I saw the orange pegasus grab a hatchet from the table I started to squirm in my ropes, I knew that in the circus the knife throwers at years of training and practice but seeing these three girls do the exact same thing but holy shit did they go for the kill tosses.

Watching the pegasus filly grab the axe with both of her front hooves I saw her start to rear back with it before throwing it with all of her might but as it flew in the air it landed short of its target but the stick handle bounced off the dirt and kept it going and like a pinwheel of doom I watched as it bounced a few more times before sinking into the wood between my legs and I nearly emptied my bowels at the sight.

'Oh thank you god! I did not want to be a eunuch this early in my life!'

I was looking down between my legs I saw that the axe shaft was pointing up at me and the axe head embedded between my legs, right below my crotch. Being in a state of catatonic fear I saw more sharp and deadly objects get tossed at me but I was scared shitless to do anything about so as I laid there strapped to the wheel a saw, another hatchet, a couple of kitchen knives and even a mace.

Wherever the fillies would pick up something and throw at me I would just close my eyes and wait for it to rather hit my body, hit my body and bounce off, hit the wheel, hit the wheel and nail me at the same time, or my favorite, completely miss me and somehow manages to come back and bop me upside the head. At one point in time one of them picked up a pie and threw it at me only for it splatter against my head and I was crying not for being hit by a pie but because I was hit by a pie and my helmet was on. I really wanted to eat that pie, it looked like it was apple flavored.

As I waited for them to run out of things to toss the white unicorn filly lifted up a rather large looking mallet and threw it at me but it missed me by a few inches but what came next was a complete surprise to not just me but also to the fillies.

For a moment none of us moved an inch or even breathed but it was that that lull on the day did the sound of wood creaking and cracking did we all look for the source and favored by the gods above and below the wheel I was strapped to broke off the spinning device, fell onto the ground without flipping onto either side and with it I started to roll away.

"Oh dear god someone stop MEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" I shouted as I started rolling off into the horizon with the trees by my side and if this was a movie then the words 'THE END' would appear overhead but for me it was more like three fillies chasing after me.

Rolling off and away from the three fillies I started to think on my life decisions that I made in the past but I also started to wonder if letting these three use me to do something for themselves was a good idea.

Thirty Minutes Later

'God, give me the strength I will need to survive what will be the hardest thing I have ever done in my entire life.'

As I stared at the horizon past the town I slowly tilted my head down as I see the wooden ramp beneath the wagon I am in and the ramp didn't look that safe since I saw a few spots that was held together with duct tape and glue. What made this even worse was that they somehow managed to not only tie me up in rope but the yellow filly managed to effectively leave me unable to break my way out so I was not only at their mercy but at the mercy of this wagon for if it was to go off course, I would be screwed seven ways to sunday.

Closing my eyes I felt the wagon begin to wobble in he breeze and soon enough the wheels begin to turn ever so slowly and before I know it I am rolling down the ramp, rapidly picking up speed and before I go off the ramp and go sailing over what I think is a barn, a net gets yanked up and just in time to because for as second I thought I saw myself about to have an ET moment. Stopping from the sudden deceleration is a bit taxing on my body but I pulled through when the three fillies came running up to me to see if I am safe but when they found that I was unscathed they quickly looked at their flanks to see if anything changed and saw nothing different which earned a small round of moans of displeasure but they quickly perked back up as they took me out of the wagon before blindfolding my helmet but it did nothing but block a long rectangular strip of my vision from what they are doing.

I heard the sound of wood pieces being re-arranged, a wagon being wheeled away and the sound of a saw cutting something before the snapping of wood can be heard as it gets split into chunks. Whatever these girls are up to I can tell is that they are probably revamping their ramp to be better then the old one and when I felt myself get pushed into the wagon but this time the journey was short and when the blindfold was removed I found out why.

The ramp was lowered quiet a bit but it was changed into a very large and somehow impossibly long tube slide, like something a bobsled team would use, and instead of a bobsled I got a red wagon and no snow.

'God give me strength, for I am about to shit my pants and scream like a little girl because there are no brakes on this little red wagon.'

The feeling of dread filled my body as I felt weightlessness that was immediately followed by steadily acceleration and the constant waving back and forth motion and if I could I would have my arms up and screaming in joy cause this feels like a rollercoaster, just without any safety bars, belts, an actual rail system, safety measures, and that one person that hurls half way through the ride. I was actually enjoying myself this time and when I made a loop-de-loop I was actually shouting in joy but at the end of the loop was a yet another net but because I was going really fast this time me and the wagon went right through it and I just thought that this planet must really hate me.

As I kept on rolling past the net I saw that there was trees growing apples and they were growing in every single direction, and they just keep on going for miles and whoever owns this orchard must be bloody rich, the taxes on this place must be through the roof for this many acres of land let alone property taxes, water use and everything else that gets put into the tax report.

Slowly rolling down I saw that these trees were all healthy, no signs of damage or decay, even the apples themselves looked fine but seeing how the rope is tight around my arms and body hinders me from grabbing one I just sit in the wagon, rolling on by before finally being stopped by a tree but I heard the sounds of tiny hooves thundering over to me, their voices growing loud as they got closer but when I finally hit the tree I thought I was safe.

That is until for some ungodly reason the wagon tilted to the right and fell over, along with me as I slammed my head down on the dirt. I grumbled angrily at the tree for knocking me over as I wiggled my way out the wagon and slowly inched my way from it, my body worming itself steadily but it was for not when the three fillies showed up.

Watching from the floor I saw them help me up, the unicorn couldn't even lift me up with that strange glowing horn thing even though I saw her managed to lift up the wagon when it was on its side and I saw her using a saw to cut some wood earlier but she can't even lift me up?

'I'm not that heavy now...am I?'

But my mental question goes unanswered as the yellow and orange fillies helped me up by pulled on the rope binding me or pushing me with their head but I found it to be funny because as soon I was upright and on my feet they looked me over before checking their butts for any marking and yet it wasn't there.

I started to feel my nose itch and before I know I was leaning back before sneezing inside of my helmet, spraying the visor and mouth guard. At that moment I was seeing nothing but snot and spittle all over the place as I had only one reaction to this miss.

"Oh my god its everywhere! Holy fucking Christ there is snot and spit all over the place! This is almost as bad as having the shits during a pod drop." I was quiet honestly freaking out, its one thing to sneeze in an open-face helmet cause you don't have to worry about cleanup or a mess but sneezing in a closed-face helmet and by all that is pure and good it is a horrifying experience, especially when you sneeze in the middle of a battlefield.

Sneezing inside my helmet was only made worse when I realized that I had forgotten to put back on my balaclava so not only was it everywhere but the means to clean it off was out of reach since it was behind my head.

As the little fillies talked to one another about ideas while shuffling through piles of scribbles of paper and other bits of drawings the white unicorn filly pulled out yet another scheme for all four of us to do and when they squealed in joy I felt a lump grow in my throat as I looked at the picture to see me, running away from the three fillies, and they all had butterfly nets in their mouths.

When I looked up from the piece of paper I saw that the three were gone from sight and as I looked down as to figure out if I am free from my rope or not I hear the sounds of hooves coming back but when I looked up I saw that they all were holding nets in their mouths so I knew that I was to be hunted and then captured by a bunch of fillies.

Taking a deep breath before exhaling I slowly turned around and let the paper slip from my grasp before walking away and after a few minutes the sounds of little pitter-patter can be heard and when I turned my head back a bit to see how far away they are, I immediately regretted it. I saw a black smoke cloud that was followed instantly by a loud boom and I saw a large cargo net come flying out of the open barrel of a net gun that was being held in the mental grasp on the white unicorn, and that adds something else to my theories on these horses.

'I just found out that unicorns here have the innate ability to hold objects in a strange mental field and it glows the same color of what I think is the color of their eyes. The exact strength of the mental field is unknown but I can hazard a guess is that the more they age and grow in the intellectual range so to will their power in manipulating larger objects.'

The net slams into a tree and the four corners wrap around before clasping shut, the metallic balls at the end of each corner must be magnetic since I don't see any other means of them sticking together besides momentum. Quickly looking forward I maneuvered around a tree and kept on running as I heard the giggles get louder and I knew that outrunning them is all but impossible if I can get rid of these ropes binding my arms down and that was when I saw my chance.

Off in the distance was a low picket fence and one of the triangular planks was partially dislodged leaving its pointy end sticking out of the air and with that in mind I started to run between trees, ducking and dodging nets and when I thought I was in the clear to quickly free myself from the rope I took a short breather behind a tree. My respite was short lived when I heard the sounds of the fillies giggling loudly directly behind me and for a second I thought they had found me but seeing how I was standing perfectly still and they couldn't see the rope from the sides I just waited for them to go on by but when I heard the net gun go off I knew that something wasn't going to end well, especially when I felt it slam into the tree.

I expected the net to just circle around the tree and the four metal balls to slam into my chest and I could just push forward and break free but what I did not see coming was for three of the four balls to slam into my lower chest and for the fourth one to slam directly into my balls.

I don't know if there has been any other human in the history of humanity to be hit in the nuts by a single solid magnetic ball the size of a softball, and if I am the first then this should never get put into the record books because the unmanly scream of pain that I unleashed is more then likely strong enough to shatter glass and make ears bleed.

No one knows exactly how long I have stayed leaning against that particular tree or how long I was making those whimpering noises but all I can remember is that there was not enough icepacks or frozen corn that would make the pain and swelling go away, for all I know that one if not both of my testicles have exploded from the impact.

Slowly sliding down and letting the four ball barring's hit my helmet I whimpered pathetically to myself as I eventually dropped to my freedom and as soon as I started to stand back up the sounds of hooves were approaching me but instead of the stampede-style approach they were being quiet, stealthy almost. But hooves can't be stealthy since they make a clip-clop whenever they touchdown against the dirt, stone, wood, sand, whatever they are stepping on it will make that sound and these three small ones are no exception to the rule.

Bumbling about to my feet I made my way to the fence, their approaching pace hasn't increased so they did not know that I got up or even moved which was perfect and with a bit of luck and shuffling I got to the fence and started to fiddle around with the pointy plank I felt it slip between myself and the rope but what I didn't expect to happen was the piece of wood to snap in half.

CRACK!

I started to shout every single obscene and ungentlemanly words that I can think of as I looked back to see the plank I was using to help lift the rope over my head has broke in half and when I turned to see how much it was wedged between my back and the rope I couldn't see it but I felt that it might as well have been shoved up my ass since I couldn't bend backwards anymore to see it.

'So this is what it must be like to go to one of those physical examinations....this fucking sucks! Oh come on what kind of idiot uses cheap ass wood as fencing material! It's supposed to be strong and durable not flimsy and weak like wood pulp!'

Shouting to myself I failed my spot check when the sounds of hooves stopped getting louder and closer and in my one moment of clarity I looked down to see a net gun pointing right at me and the adorable smile on the yellow fillies face would have distracted me completely if it wasn't for the white filly aiming that large cannon at my face with the look of utter concentration etched on her muzzle and as for the orange pegasus, she looked giddy with excitement.

What came next was both unexpected and hilarious.

The white filly fired the net gun but what I was not expecting to happen was for the net to get launched out two feet before flopping onto the floor, it didn't even get a chance to open up let alone change shape. I honestly tried hard not to laugh but I just couldn't help it, I let loose and started to laugh much to the displeasure of the three mini-horses but of course they had a backup plan.

And that plan was a lasso.

At that point I just stopped laughing and hauled ass over the fence and ran straight to the town I saw earlier. I don't know if horses can use lassos but after witnessing a small unicorn hefting a cannon that was twice her size and more then likely triple her weight then there is nothing that would stop them from using a rope lasso on me.

As I ran I heard the little fillies neigh and whinny and it doesn't take a rocket scientist to know that they are calling out to me to slow down and probably to stop moving out of the way. I know this because kids back home did the same thing but with squirt guns and water balloons and I was a victim of the same thing but instead of ending up wet and laughing it off I am now going to be tied up and paraded around like a caught lion.

Continuing where I left off I ran like hell and started to sprint down the dirt road into town, and to my surprise I saw horses trotting around having a good time, they were talking, laughing, a few were even playing a game of football which I find to be highly improbable since they don't have fingers to grasp the pigskin and they don't even have the right limb form to throw the ball efficiently but there they are playing the sport. As I ran by them a few gasped and one of the horses even tried to stop me but then they stopped galloping at me when they saw the three little demon horses chasing me with a lasso and fairly large bird nets and the stallion, yes it was a guy running at me, turned around and actually ran away as if his life was on the line.

I guess that these three little fillies have some sort of reputation that involves the three of them and well...apparently they are not to be messed with when they are on the hunt.

Another thing I noticed is that these horses were actually moving out of my way and I knew they were getting out of my way because as I ran at a large crowd they split in half like Moses did with the Red Sea, with the exception I weigh more then him, I don't have the clothes or the facial hair, and I don't have the Lord Almighty's good graces to split water with a magical staff but hey, it was funny to see them scramble out of the way as I sprinted past them. I could have sworn that heard loud grumbling and yelling that the three fillies of the apocalypse threw their lasso but caught someone other then me instead.

I don't know which is worse, me as a grown man running away from three little horses with nets and rope or the fact that I am running away from them while still tied up and that I got hit in the balls with a much larger metal one.

Turning down a street I saw that it was less crowded and that there was a few horses here and there but enough for me to run around and use as fence posts to get hitched by the lasso but on occasion I can hear and almost feel the lasso graze my neck. Nearly slipping and falling in a puddle of water I adjusted myself and kept on running until I found a horse holding a large cake knife and ran up to said horse as it froze, took it from its hoof, and cut my ropes free before putting the used knife back in its hoof and with a salute I ran like hell again only to hear a loud commotion from behind me.

Seems like those three lassoed the cake instead of me or the horse.

Going back to running I turned another corner followed by another corner down another street and just when I thought I lost them a cyan pegasus flew right at me in time for me skid to a halt only for a metal trash can to be slammed over my head, rendering both unable to see where I am going and now my hearing is limited severely to whatever that manages to echo in from the bottom.

The first thing I did as soon as I got trash canned was to wobble away awkwardly and have that followed by me making an equally awkward sound.

"Wob wob wob wob wob wob wob."

Man as soon as that trash can was covering my head I took off, zigzagging and shit just to get away I didn't even know if the horses thought I had x-ray vision and could see right through the flimsy metal can but sadly I left that suit modification back on the ship.

I was running around like a chicken with its head cut off and the three little horses were still having a hard time capturing me, I mean at this point in the game I am already handicapped by the fact that I can't see, and now I got more horses trying to join in and capture me, which I thought was hilarious because for a moment I heard that whacky chasing music that they used to play on children cartoons.

Bumping into horses and buildings I ran through the streets with a trash can on my head protecting me from projectile objects and the harshness that is the sun, and at one point I could have sworn that someone was climbing on top of the trash can trying to get at me since going for my legs could result in getting trampled under my feet. The clanging and smashing against the tin can covering the upper half but then I felt something collide with my shins I lost control of the situation and fell forward, landing hard on the ground.

'Perfect...now I can't even run without tripping over myself.'

Slowly wiggling myself back onto my feet I tried to dislodge the trash can from my head but the sounds of approaching hooves I ran and somehow found myself in a dark place, and by dark I mean it smelled like pure garbage and I know it was the trash can on my head because for some reason it smells incredibly fruity and clean like shampoo.

My fingers fiddled around by my waist trying to find some grip on the lip of the trash can and with a bit of luck I managed to pull it over my head and placed it down on the ground and what I saw was indeed an alleyway with numerous trash cans and dumpsters, so wherever this place was it must be in the back of several businesses or somebodies apartment complex.

Looking around in the alley to find something to hide under to have enough time to shift into the unseen spectrum and from the sounds of the approaching horses from their whinnies and neighing they are getting closer. Glancing at everything out here I saw a large cardboard box that looks like it is roughly the size of a fridge and with a grin I quickly lifted it up and opened it up from the bottom before climbing underneath it and once it was covering me completely I turned on my stealth field, rapidly vanishing away only to leave a distorted blur of air and as soon I was gone from sight the box I was hiding underneath was lifted up and I looked up to see a cyan pegasus mare staring right at where I am but couldn't see me, her rose colored eyes were moving about looking for me but found nothing but an old newspaper and some mud and with that boring discovery the mare dropped the box and moved some to a different spot and lifted something up, my guess is that there must be at least six horses out there and I was not going to get out of this so easily unless they all leave for a few minutes.

Sitting under the box I waited for what my HUD said was six minutes and as soon as I heard the sounds of hooves fading away and wings flaps vanished and as soon as I gave myself the go-ahead I started to move on my hands and knees and then I was off, on the lamb while hiding under a box and moving through horse town like a god damn ninja.

Little did I know that as soon as I left the alley a pair of amber eyes was watching me leave with the box acting as my mobile cover with keen interest and started to follow the strange moving box.

Random Ponies POV

"Is it me or is Lyra acting strange today." Roseluck said as she watched the lime green mare trot carefully far behind the moving cardboard box, something she too thought was strange but she just chalked it up as Ponyville being Ponyville, especially since the wake of Discord.

"When isn't she acting strange?" another mare said, Bon Bon, Lyra's roommate and closest friend, and as the two watched the mare trot slightly closer to the box she coughs loud enough for Lyra to hear and give the box enough time to keep moving forward and away from her friend.

"You know that isn't very nice to say Bon Bon." Roseluck said as Lyra kept an even pace with the box, slowly getting into a pouncing position as the box stopped moving and just as she pounces the box lifts up a bit, turns to the left and starts going forward again and Lyra ending up in a heap.

"I know but...she is just a bit strange when it comes to anything with hands, remember when Spike first came to Ponyville and the two were at the party? I swear that I saw Lyra looking at Spike with such a strange stare and acted even more strange when she started to mess with his claws." Bon Bon said, losing of her marefriend for a second as she goes around the corner leading to Aloe and Lotus's Spa but once she is out of sight both Bon Bon and Roseluck hear the sounds of a short scuffle and before they know what it was about the box came back but zooming on by between the two and following closely behind it was Lyra.

"Come back! I just want to know what you are hiding my friend!" the pair heard as it turns another corner and vanishes from sight, heading down Apple Road and is now out of sight again.

"Should we get Twilight?" Roseluck asks just as there is another scuffle but no return of the moving box nor a pleading Lyra.

"Do we really want to get involved in something like this?" a passing Rainbow Dash said as she flew past the pair, trying to catch up to Lyra and the mysterious box.

"Do we?" the pair asked each other and after a minute of debating one the pros and cons of helping Lyra capture a cardboard box the pair came up with their answer.

"Nah, I am sure that Lyra could figure it out that its some colt playing a prank on everypony again." and with that the two went about their separate ways with Roseluck going back to watering her plants with her watering can and Bon Bon going back to her candy store.

The dynamic duo of the mystery box and the inquisitive light aquamarine unicorn mare continued their chase in the town of ponies, the box on occasion bumping into ponies and buildings, unexpectedly dodging Lyra as she keeps trying to pounce on top of the box and discover who is underneath it but each pounce and leap ends in failure, sometimes a funny failure but a failure nonetheless.

As the two kept running throughout the town the ponies at first were afraid of the box but seeing how it keeps on ramming into random objects and ponies they all decided to let it be, seeing it as one if Discord's last weak amounts of chaos at work and with that everypony went with what they had planned for the day only to adjust it ever so slightly to include avoid running into Lyra or the box.

"Wob wob wob wob wob wob wob." the box said and everypony that was around that heard that, mainly Lyra who was now holding on the top of it for dear life as she realizes she didn't really plan this out all the way, and Derpy Whooves who just so happened to be watching the whole thing from a cloud. Then there is Rainbow Dash who is just flying around keeping watch on the box since she lost the diamond dog that the cutie mark crusaders were chasing earlier and when it made a noise she knew that she found it again but this time she isn't losing sight of it again, Fluttershy was nearby buying some carrots for her pet rabbit and when she saw the box she thought there was a wild animal underneath and that Lyra was being mean to it and gave chase. And lastly Twilight Sparkle and Spike the Dragon were trotting by when they saw a Lyra Heartstrings riding on top of a cardboard box while screaming for help to get off said box.

The lavender unicorn and the purple youngling looked at each other for a while, the pony as busy trying to contemplate what she just saw while the dragon was trying to understand how Lyra got the box to act like a skateboard without even riding it correctly.

"Twilight, is she?" Spike said as he turns his head to the fleeting speck of pony as it goes down the road and makes an abrupt turn and bumps into a food stall before turning around and zooms off out of sight.

"Yup." Twilight said as she is still thinking and mentally solving what she just saw.

"But she isn't-" he pointed at where he last saw the aquamarine mare but is still flabbergasted at what had occurred.

"Uh huh." the lavender mare spoke as she trotted to where the box had stopped, bumped unto a stall before sliding down the road.

"How is she even-" before Spike could even start what he was about to say on what they just saw Twilight covers his mouth with a hoof and pulls it back and continued to trot after the box, thinking that it will come back.

"I don't know Spike." the older pony said as they come to another scene of where Lyra and the 'Box' was, a toppled and very dizzy Berry Punch without her signature wine bottle and a confused Time Turner, the stallion was simply standing where he was when the box went by and his mouth was hanging open, his brain apparently couldn't handle what it had just seen and is trying to rationalize everything that just happened.

".....should we tell Princess Celestia about this?" Spike said just as he grabs a scroll and a quill from Twilight's saddle, but before he even had a chance to start writing his older sister shakes her head and magically levitates the two back where they belong, still trotting at an even pace to where the unicorn and box is going.

"I think we can handle this one Spike, it is just a magically controlled cardboard box, what could possibly go wrong?" and just like that a random thunder cloud goes off and a loud gasp from nowhere goes off as Spike looks around for the cause of the gasp while Twilight looked in the sky for the storm cloud but neither find what they are looking for and just shrugged it off as a coincidence.

"Uh everything now since you said that." Spike says as he pulls out a hoofball helmet from Twilight's saddle, the protective headgear he always brings whenever Ditzy Whooves is out delivering mail or when something strange is going on in Ponyville.

"Oh really, and how often did something bad happen?" Twilight says with a smirk, thinking she was in the right as she usually is but when Spike started to talk her smug smirk started to falter with each event he lists off.

"Well...." Spike said as he began to think back and soon enough Twilight joined in on the mental flashback of everything they did together. First thing was when she accidentally set the kitchen on fire she tried to make breakfast one time, when she somehow burnt orange juice, trying to understand how Pinkie predicted everything, the slumber party with Rarity and Applejack, the buffalo incident in Appleloosa, the Trixie incident and so many more but he was pulled out of it when Twilight gave him a flat stare when she realized that he was counting every incident down on his claws.

"Okay I get it, but this time I am sure nothing bad will happen." Twilight said as her ears lowered down from all the apparent 'bad events' that happened on her watch, and before she could say anything else three little fillies ran up to herself and Spike, the Cutie Mark Crusaders were out of breath when they finally caught up to the pair.

The trio were huffing and puffing, beads of sweat was covering all three of their foreheads, their butterfly nets were broken, one was missing the net entirely, and Applebloom has her lasso but it currently has herself hogtied somehow.

"Twilight! We need your help!" the three said in unison as Sweetie Belle gently places her friend down on the ground as Twilight lights her horn up and Applebloom was quickly unbound from her ropey prison.

"Girls what is it, is something wrong?" and with that question set off the floodgates of words from the three little fillies on what is going on.

"Well we were thinking on how to get our cutie marks when Applebloom said she had to go see Zecora for her weekly lessons on the Everfree forest-" Scootaloo started off as Applebloom picked up where she left off, "-an' when I got to Zecora's I saw that she was talking to a tall looking Diamond Dog wearing funny clothes an' I thought maybe he could help us since he was all nice with Zecora and well I brought him back-" and then Sweetie Belle started to talk, "-and as soon as Applebloom got back with the Diamond Dog she told us that he could help us with our cutie marks and since he can't talk we had to draw out what were going to do and he actually agreed to help us!" and back to Scootaloo, "We started with circus knife tossing and we sorta almost neutered him when I kinda aimed a little too low, but he was alright so we tried Diamond Dog Rescue and we placed him in our little red wagon and we sorta saved him with a cargo net we found in the barn and we then did it again and again but when it failed we kinda...umm...well..."

"It's okay girls, it can't be that bad what you did next to your new friend right?" with hope in her voice the three fillies looked down and kicked their hooves against the dirt, a rock or two being kicked away from them.

"We might have, sorta...tried to get our Diamond Dog Capturing cutie marks...with a net gun." and just like that they all gave sheepish smiles and Sweetie Belle even tried to give sad eyes to try and distract me from what she just said but it wasn't going to work on me that easily.

With a slow moving hoof to her forehead she started to rub away the crawling headache worming its way to the surface and with a loud sigh and a cranial rubbing the lavender unicorn stared down at the three fillies just in time to see the cardboard box come back with Lyra still barely hanging on to the top.

"Wob wob wob wob wob wob wob." the mystery box said as it scampered on by, Lyra was screaming while hanging, yelling at ponies for watching her hang on while not a single one was trying to help her get off. As soon as Lyra started to swear and cuss and use every not-so-friendly insult known to ponykind, every single pony that was within hearing distance immediately covered their foals ears with their hooves or with their magic to suppress the noise filtering in as they all pretty much glare at the screaming pony.

Staring back at the three fillies Twilight mutters something under her breath and with that she runs off after Lyra and soon enough a few other ponies are following in pursuit as well, a few wanting to know what is going on, others wanting to save Lyra and a couple just want to know who is hiding under the box.

Our merry chase takes us from the entrance of Sweet Apple Acres, past the Golden Oaks Library, into Town Hall, around Carousal Boutique and lastly running around Sugarcube Corner a couple of times. Why did we run around the sweet shop a few times? Because the cardboard box got lost and we waited for it to change course so we all just spread out and had to wait it out. Eventually the box stopped bumping into those of us chasing it and finally got smart enough to stop bumping in us and start bumping into trashcans and building walls and eventually left us all entirely and is heading straight for the lake.

"Everypony to the lake!" Rainbow Dash shouted overhead and we all started to gallop or fly to the only body of water in Ponyville that isn't filled with monsters or strange fish that has yet to be cataloged.

As we galloped to the lake and beating the box to it we saw that it was coming right at us full tilt and Lyra was still hanging on but this time trying to direct the box, and what it was lacking before is present now, a pair of eyeholes on the box and it was trying to find a gap between us but this time we are ready for it.

What we weren't ready for was for the box to leap directly over us and I was quite surprised that it even managed to make that jump without bumping into the pony it was going over or having Lyra fall off in mid-leap. But what really caught Twilight Sparkle's eye was that as the box went over Fluttershy there was a loud scraping noise one makes when they slide on the dirt to try to slow to themselves down and I saw that the noise came from under my friend, two lines of broken dirt underneath her and when the box landed it had a bit of a hobble to it as if it hurt its leg or something in that leap or slide, or both.

As soon as it hit the water it came to a complete halt, the box was starting to sink with Lyra but the pony or creature underneath the box kept it afloat by lifting it up just above the water's surface as it started to make its way to the center of the lake. Wadding through the water everypony watched the box move at a slow pace and as it got to what ponies would consider the deep end the being holding the box up is now up to its neck in water but is still fine, and as for Lyra, she is still not getting off the box because she still thinks and knows that there is somepony hiding under her and will not stop trying to figure out who.

The whole mystery of the pony under the fridge box comes to an end when Lyra accidentally loosens her grip on the edges of the box and slips off, and at first everypony thought that she would just swim back to shore and sulk on how she lost her chance to find out who is under it but when she started to struggle and seeing how she is in the middle of the lake and a big one at that, the ponies on the shore started to rush to her aid, pegasi took to the air to try and airlift her out and the unicorns tried to weave their magic to levitate or teleport her out but when their spells made contact with the aquamarine unicorn it fizzled and failed and before the flyers could make it Lyra is suddenly pulled down under the water.

For a second everypony thought that the pony under the box is messing with her but when the box flips over and she is sitting inside of it flailing her hooves around it is clear that something is going on.

Anthony's POV

'I can't believe this...the horse can't swim...unicorn horse can't even swim and yet they have a small dock for the lake...what gives?'

Watching the aquamarine unicorn mare flail her hooves above the water trying to stay afloat I stared at her from below the waters surface and hiding directly in the box's shadow to remain unseen even with my active camouflage on I still don't want to risk getting caught by the ponies. Shaking my head at the display from the horse I swim my way over to her and after a bit of debate on how I should help her I go back to the box and get it read as I moved it closer to the horse and as soon as I tilted it to the side I quickly pushed myself to the unicorn, grabbed her by the barrel and pulled her down under before hoisting her up and out of the water and into the box, I was expecting the horse to weigh at least two hundred to two hundred fifty pounds but she felt more like sixty pounds and through my gloves she felt soft, plush even.

Once I got her into the box I started to push it ashore while still remaining invisible, keeping my eyes peeled as a few pegasus flew by and as we got closer to the shore I decided that last length of the journey I pushed the box to the shore and wadded through the water and started to make my way to the other side until I felt something wrap around my right arm.

Looking at what is holding my arm I saw that it started to fizzle and distort as it tried to cloak the horse limb holding onto my prosthetic limb and following up from the foreleg of the aquamarine horse I saw that she was trying to get a good look at me but as the power cell in my suit sent me a warning that trying to cloak a second person will cause the cloaking generator to fail and I will lose the ability to fade away for a while as it reboots. Prying the mare from my arm I kick the box closer to the shore and it topples over when it snags onto a rock, sending the unicorn out of the box and into the water, she started to kick and flail while on her back but when the other horses came over to her and started to laugh, I laughed a bit also since she was somehow drowning or lack of drowning as I watched the mare stand back up and shake her mane out of her face as she looks in my general direction before I dove back into the water, turning on my jump jet to launch me deeper into the water.

Diving deeper into the lake I turn my lights on to see some seaweed, fish, an otter swimming by, and looking up with my lights on, a horse with what I think is scuba gear. Turning the lights off I settle on the lakebed and as the scuba horse started to swim by me I saw that it went to a half buried stick with a slightly blunt object at the end of it and when the horse yanked on it for a while I thought it was just a sunken tree branch but when the horse yanked on it again I saw that it wasn't a stick, it was a wheelbarrow.

Why would someone throw a wheelbarrow away is just silly, those things are highly useful in the farming community, but what was more silly was that the horse was wearing flippers, how they can get those things on will confuse me, how they can get the scuba gear on their snout and the goggles on their head....its making my head hurt.

Looking at the horse hauling away the sunken treasure I saw that it was a he, and this stallion had what looked like a scavengers tattoo, a recycling symbol with garbage behind it, must be nice to renewal old pieces of junk for the people, if only we had such kind humans back home.

As soon as he leaves me I start to move again and as soon as I reach the other side of the lake I began my ascent, keeping it at an even pace to not cause any kind of sickness or pressure weakness to hit me and eventually I breached the surface and was greeted with the wonderful sight of trees and bushes. Climbing out of the water I let myself drip dry and once I was sufficiently dry I started to walk back to the zebra's tree hut and when I was close enough to see her working at the cauldron I gave the window a knock before waving at her and left as soon as she gave one back to me, my walk back to my Atlas was uneventful to say the least, wooden wolves followed me for a while before stopping at the tree line and turning back.

I thought that I would be returning back to the titan alone with just myself and Atlas but when I look at him I saw that he was petting a bat lion gently while the beast was purring quite loudly and I was just staring in disbelief.

Talking quietly to myself I just shake my head and jogged to my Atlas and it opened up while it kept on petting the bat lion, climbing into the mech warrior and closed the hatch, the beast growled at me once but stopped when the Atlas wagged a finger at it as the bat lion let out a submissive mew and I just laughed that my Atlas now has a pet as do I.

"I am getting to old for this shit..."

Little did I know that a pair of emerald eyes were watching me, every watching and staring before fading away into the forest.