"Who wants pizza!" called out the voice from the door
A range of replies came from "Heck yes!" To "Sick mate!".
The fiends had all converged on one pony's house after knowing each other for many years through Skype. These are their stories after finally meeting up with each other.
"Chloe! Yours is up, plain cheese right?" Called out Hawkins
"Yea! I also ordered some garlic bread too!" Replied Chloe from the living room.
After long hours of travelling all around (except for Hawkins who had to do some home renovations to accompany a group of people for the next couple of years), the fiends had finally managed to all meet up in Hawkins' home town; Trottingham.
"Cheers Hawk!" Called out Adam
"No problem!" He replied
After knowing each other for many years, the only one who had kept their nickname was Hawkins or William (Hawkins), and yet the only one resilient enough to not use his nickname was Tim, who always called him "Will".
"Oi! Where's the spicy potato wedges?!" Shouted Wolfie
"They didn't have any!" Replied Hawkins
"Yeah yeah, I bet you forgot them" replied Andrea before stuffing her face with pizza
Today on this momentous occasion, Hawkins had just finished dishing out pizza from Dominoes and had sat down with all of his best friends; Chloe, Adam, Tim, Andrea, and Thomas.
"So" began Hawkins with a devious grin on his face, "who on earth are you strangers and what are you doing invading my home?" asked Hawkins with a slight laugh at the end
"Hm, well Hawkins, I'll start by saying I'm an artist in love with my music fiend Adam" said Chloe, cheeks turning a shade of red saying the last part.
"And I'm her lover, who is a music loving fiend who watches car programmes and plays video games" said Ghost, smiling and giving Chloe a kiss on the cheek, turning them a deeper shade of red.
"Uhh, I'm an energetic pony who has ADHD and-OOH look! That pizza has toppings!" said Tim, everypony laughing at the end part.
"Well, I'm a secret employee of Zalman and I have an extremely rowdy family" said Thomas cheerily.
"I'm a mental pony with a rather large addiction to horror games and cute fluffy animals!" said Andrea with a large grin at the end.
"Who are you then Hawkins?" questioned Chloe with a devious grin
"Me? Well, uh, where do I start? I'm a pony who goes out of their way to make several trips to the furniture store, several trips to the DIY store and loads of trips to the computing store and various other places to renovate my relatively cosy home, and turn it into a home fit to look after six people and have a state of the art gaming bunker! Heh, the work I do for you lot..." explained Hawkins
"And why would you do that?" inquired Andrea
"Because you're all my friends, in fact more than friends, you're family to me" replied Hawkins with a smile, "now if you'll excuse me, I think I'm going to head off to bed after I take out the rubbish, see you all in the morning! And don't stay up too late, I expect one of you to make me breakfast tomorrow!" shouted Hawkins as he trotted away, followed by a series of "Goodnight Hawkins!" And "Sleep well!".
Upon stepping outside with the bag of rubbish upon his back, Hawkins couldn't help but admire the night tonight, the sun had nearly set all the way, giving the clear sky a pinkish, orange haze, just light enough to see, but just dark enough to see the half moon out tonight.
After trotting towards the curb where the wheelie bin stood for collection tomorrow, Hawkins couldn't help but hear a rustle from a rather large group of bushes on his front garden, after waiting a second the rustling started again then stopped, 'Huh' thought Hawkins. As he trotted over to the bush, the rustling stopped, feeling a chill pass over his body, he ruffled his huge wings, 'What the heck is that?' Though Hawkins. In the bush he could just about make out the outline of another pony, yet it didn't much look like a pony at all.
Slowly as Hawkins parted the bushes, a low growl could be heard, then a snarl, and then all of a sudden the strange pony creature pounced at Hawkins, unfortunately Hawkins wasn't fast enough and the pony managed to sink...fangs? Into the soft flesh of his right foreleg.
"GAHHH!" screamed Hawkins, stumbling over backwards, and in doing so he managed to stop an get a good look at the creature that had attacked him. It was indeed a pony but its fur and mane were scruffy and long, whilst its tail was ragged and twisted.
After getting a good look at the creature the pain spiked in his right foreleg, forcing his eyes away and down at the bite wound. Two sets of deep teeth marks were easily distinguished by the forming blood.
As Hawkins got up he tried to put weight on the hoof but instantly retracted it in pain.
Hobbling inside on three hooves, he found that everyone had gone to bed, leaving him to apply a magically enchanted bandage around his hoof on his own. After patching the wound a rather large wave of drowsiness consumed him and deep nausea followed, as he stumbled about the kitchen he found he could no longer stand on four hooves nor stay conscious, therefore he collapsed on the floor unconscious.