A Land of Giants and a Stallion Named Smalls

I pulled Smalls around. It felt like my hooves were jammed in mud and I was operating a large machine from fifty meters away, but I could move him. He was very vocal about it, whining after every wobbly step he took. "Moving time?" Steel's voice came from behind me as I tried to keep steady. "Mr. Smalls, moving time?"

Trying to get you your plant. Keep quiet, let me work.

"Well that's not very nice."

I kept Smalls hobbling down the white hall, features blurred and pointlessly small from my frame of view. It was just a hall, one way, no doors, only the lower ward waiting. It's difficult. Like walking through sludge. Just give me a minute and we can finally meet face to face.

"Oh? You're actually coming to see me? How nice. I never have visitors aside from my nurse, and he's rather bad company." The mare sat down next to me, watching as I forced Smalls down the hall. "Do you have any of it?"

I bit my tongue as Smalls slammed his side into the wall. I made him steal a pot. It had a blue flower with a lid over it, so I think it's what you need. Smalls continued to hobble along, moaning and groaning as he neared the door I needed. Is this right?

The mare leaned forward and squinted. "Hard to tell, there should be a window."

Smalls...you listen to me. You open that door and put the plant down, okay?

Smalls wailed and hurried over. "HunGry."

I let go of him and stepped back. Smalls did as he was told, the next room held the exact same mare that I was sitting with, only now she was sporting a massive white coat with straps. She was leaned up against one of her room's white walls, whimpering and growling at the corner of the room. I turned to Steel and raised an eyebrow.

She rolled her eyes. "She wants to see the moon. Again...she thinks she's a dog."

I huffed. Where should he put this?

Steel sighed and stepped back. "Let me see if I can stop her from barking for a minute. I can hide whatever you brought me." She slowly faded back into the dark void around us. I watched through Small's tunneled vision. The barking mare snapped her head about, growling a bit before snapping her teeth together.

"It's a big! Big horse!" Steel's body laughed like a maniac. She trotted a circle around Smalls before reaching up and pulling the potted plant from me. She zipped down to the bed in her room and jammed the pot under her bed.

I turned around and waited. Smalls chugged on out of the room and lost himself in the hall. I let him wander, it wasn't really important where he went now. I watched the void, waiting for Steel to walk back in. And she did. She slowly turned from foggy and hazed to solid and clear as she walked to me. "So, you just let me make an ass out of myself about the Fetlock ponies, didn't you?"

Well, you did call us all drunks. And you're not completely wrong. I laughed softly and scratched the ground. The name is rather ironic, isn't it?

"Very." Steel plopped down next to me and looked me over. "Can I ask why you, right now, are grey? Your body isn't grey."

I looked down at myself. I was perfectly grey, no color, no definition, only a mannequin of myself. I don't know what color I am. Again, I lost a lot when I arrived.

"White coat, orange mane. I think they shaved it though."

I looked back down to myself. My solid grey coat had turned a pure snowy white, and my mane, bright mixed orange now drooped over my face. Like this?

Steel smiled and laughed. "Close enough." She sighed deeply. "I'm glad I could be of assistence--"

Lord Flint, Petty King Of Smalls. I watched as Smalls chugged out into a bright open space. The tunnel between myself and the outside world seemed to pull back slightly. I lifted my hoof and watched as Smalls stumbled slightly. I know that name. Someone I knew, was maybe, or perhaps...hmm doesn't matter.

Steel looked up at me. "Who?"

I shook my head softly. I opened my mouth. "Lord Flint, father of Count Maxus, Count Cross, and Count Gavel." My voice was thunderous and booming. "One of those has something of mine."

Steel's eyes went wide. "Well...that was.... I suppose if you're going to show off a new voice, that's the way to do it." She laughed nervously and stood up. "Before I go, can I ask you how you got that plant?"

I took a deep breath. "You wouldn't think Smalls was good at theft. But everypony forgets he wasn't always a blithering idiot, and they tend to leave things unguarded." I laughed softly. "Smalls asked for woof woof and they showed me to your room in a heartbeat." I shook my head. "Poor daft creature...hopefully he'll get better."

"Better...." Smalls huffed, his voice steady and without the churdling yell of his usual tone.

Steel laughed and walked back over to me. "So, you think the two will be spending more time together?"

"Screw and Smalls?" I reached down and nuzzled the much smaller mare. "Definitely."

Steel lingered around the periphery of my void. "I suppose...should I go? I should really get back into her head to keep her from drooling--"

I walked over to her and nipped at her nick. I picked her up and carried her back over to the center of my void. "Sit down. Until you can teach me how to move through minds, I don't think we're really going to be able to go over there." I sat down next to Steel again. "...I'm not stepping on marital ties am--"

"Not for ten years." She shook her head and laid down. "Foolish fillies get married before twenty. And only idiots stay."

I nodded. "Then I will ask you to stay."

"And I will then." Steel settled in and crossed her forelegs. She looked out Smalls' eyes. "What is he doing?"

I shook my head. "I fear I will never know what goes on in that simple beast's mind."