The Man with the Hidden Past

I hate Mondays. I wake up, go to work, then go home. And then repeat it until Friday, where I kick back and relax with my girlfriend. She says I have the "Cutest brown eyes." God I love her, even though she embarasses me often. I would do anything for her, but there are a few exeptions. For one, if I had to die, I would have to refuse. I would never forgive myself, but I would need to move on eventually. And as I was thinking of what I could do for her tonight, I noticed a show on my television set.

"Hm? Whats this?" I thought.

"My Little Pony, My Little Pony..."

~25 minutes later~

"My God, that was pretty good. I should probably look this up later."

So I grabbed a snack really quick, and went to my laptop. When there, I tryed to remember the names of the Characters in the show.

"Umm... Twilight, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, AppleJack, Rainbow Dash and... umm... oh well guess thats it!" I said.

"WAIT! Rarity. No idea how I forgot her." I said after a while.

And with that, I typed the first thing that came to mind. Fluttershy. And I was immediately confronted by dozens of pictures of the adorable pegesis.

"Well shit, I bet if I could tell whats cute and whats not, my heart would probably explode apperantly. I should really try and learn how."

I also noticed music, like "Fluttershy's Lament", and other great songs.

"Wow, these guys are great! I wonder how they do so well. But mainly, why can I only remember Fluttershy's Lament?"

Then I saw the add. It was about the U.S Army.

I immediatly grew sad. And angry. Then a memory formed in my mind. It was of a young man. He was holding another man with the same uniform as him in his arms.

"No! Don't die on me just yet!" the young one yelled.

"Don't worry Son, you just keep fighting. Keep those you love in mind, and here, have a happy birthday." he said with his last breath, handing him a key with a note attached. It read this.

"Dear Sergeant First Class Paul,

If your reading this, I didn't make it. So i have a present back at home for you. I had a custom message engraved in it. I need you to be the man of the house now. Keep your mother from knowing im dead. You know how she over reacts. And if she does find out, or makes you tell her, give it to her gently. She's cry, but she's get over it. Tell her I would never have wanted her to cry over me. Do what ever it takes to keep her happy. And, for once, get a girl too, you don't have many friends. You could use some company to brighten you up.

Love,

Sergeant Major Vince"
"I will Dad", the boy said with tears flowing freely from his eyes," I will."
Then I heard it. The one of the sweetest voices I ever heard. And I recognized who it was from the first word I heard.

"Hello, I am Princess Celestia and I would have to ask a favor of you."

"Yes, of course, I am never one to turn down a kind lady. Even if she came into my home without my consent." I simply replied.

"You dont seem suprised though, why's that?"

"I am always the calm one in a group. I woun't ever truly seem suprised. People around me have never seen a face on me that's not one of anger or sadness." I said.

She cringed at hearing this.

"So what was it that you needed of me? Let me guess, one of your pony friends needs help?" I replied meaner than I had intended.

"Well, yes. How did you know?" She said, shocked at how I got it right.

"My instincts are almost never wrong."

"Wow, so. Is there anything you would like before we go?"

"Actually, yes. But how much can I bring?"

"Simply a saddlebag please."

I looked at her with slight anger in my eyes, " A saddlebag? Do I really look like I wear a saddle on my back? What ever. Ill just bring some food, clothing, and some other things."

"Yes, sorry, for the confusion, I'll just wait here for you."

And with that, I left. I went to the kitchen first, I grabbed a lighter, matches, some waffles, sauceges, hambuger meat, A LOT of steak, "God I love steak." I though, and some cooking recipes.

"Next is my bedroom." I said. As I walked to my bedroom I stopped at a closet in the hallway. One that I ALWAYS kept locked. When I opened it, I found the things that could provide food, protection, and some entertainment for me.

"Guns" I said, with an evil grin. "Wait," It had finally hit me, "how am I gonna fit these in a bag?" So I Improvised, I grabbed my hunting knife, attached it to the insides of my pants, grabbed a couple boxes of full metal jacket rifle bullets, and my rifle, which I put in its case, and put it on my back.

"I love the fact that my back can support a lot of weight." I thought as I put the gun on my back. The gun must have weighed like 15-20 pounds, plus the weight I would probably add on later. Knife in my pants, rifle on my back, and bullets in my back pockets. I went up to my bedroom. I imediatly put on my toughest leather jacket in there. Boy was I happy it had alot of pockets. So I took the bullets out of my back pockets and filled the inside jacket pockets with them. That left the front pockets to fill.

"Hm... What to get now... phone probably wount do much, nothing else is really small enough. Eh, I'll just get the cloths then." So I rumaged through my room looking for an average sized bag to put cloths in.

"Never know when ya might need one of these I guess." I thought while putting a Tuxedo in the bag along with a hat, some boxers, blue jeans, short and long sleeved shirts, and a couple pairs of shorts.

"Ready yet?" I heard. "Oh yeah, thats right. I should hurry, I almost forgot she was there!" I thought.

"Yeah, I'll be right there! Im pretty sure got everything." I yelled from my room.

"Good, then lets get going shall we?" she asked.

"Lets." I replied, happy to get away for a while.