The Badlandsby G-SecChaptersChapter 1: First Sight of the CityChapter 2: The School. The Damn SchoolChapter 3: The Asshole FamilyChapter 1: First Sight of the City“I got 20 on the big one!” “Give me 15 on the slim one!” “What about the young’en?!” “3 bits!” “5!” “Oh you guys! Forget ya’ll!” I stormed away from the group of stallions. It was Wednesday: Fight Night. My first one, despite having lived there for 3 years. I came from this two bit town somewhere miles away. I didn’t know the name then and barely remember it now. But my first one. This one was pressure. 2 rules of Fight Night: Go until submission, knockout, or deathFirst fight? You lose, you’re goneAnd it was my first fight. I went out to an alley, bucking a bag of hay, causing it to rip apart through my hooves after the first buck. And it was against two other stallions! Not one, but two! And they were STALLIONS! I’m just a colt at this point. Well, still am, but I was even younger then. I complained and yelled to the manager of the fights but he wouldn’t let p, because I wasn’t from there! I was brought there! Er… Wandered there. I was not ready. No way in a MILLION years. Especially not even coming from the place. What place? It’s deep in Equestria. So deep, it’s been called “The Last Stop Before Tartarus.” There was no official name for it. We just called in home. But now, we call it: The Badlands. About 30 minutes later, the bets were called off and we were called on. There was a large stallion with a stone dark coat and mane. His eyes were red of fire and he was angry. Then, there was this small-ish kind of pony. He looked weak but he was agile and, surprisingly, had only lost one battle his whole life. That didn’t bode well for me. I was about half his size and never had ever fought another pony. But I was sure as hell not gonna leave. I had never been home, as far as I remember, so this was home. So, I gave it all I got. *Ding Ding* The bell sounded. It was on. The large one spared me some, charging for the slim one. Coal, I think his name was, which fit his dark shading. The slim one was named Speedy. Coal tackled Speedy down, sending strong hooves to his sides. Speedy quickly rolled away after the first few punches. He slid away some, causing Coal to charge him. He ran up the side of a building backflipping off the side, making Coal crash headfirst through the wall. He then turned his eyes to me. I was far from ready. But, I held my head high and stood in a ready position. I had one idea, but it was stupid. It was crazy, but so was fighting this dude anyway. Once he got close enough, I turned around and quickly went in a buck, smacking him right in the jaw. He quickly fell to the ground, blood gushing from his muzzle. “No… Way! Did I just do that?!” I asked in shock. The crowd of naysayers cheering confirmed what I thought. I was ready to walk off, standing high until I remembered… It was a three pony fight. I must have just forgotten all about it if I didn’t feel a swift punch to my side with a ton of force. I got sent flying, right into a fruit cart. I was fine staying there. I was more concerned with a broken rib than any fight. Coal trotted up to me, smiling wide. He had broken a large piece of wood from the wall he was in and held it right over my head. “This is MY turf, you got that, squirt? You don’t belong here! Go back home! Wait, you don’t have one!” He chuckled, ready to smash me to bits. He brought up something I hadn’t thought of in a while: My family. An Insult? To my family?! My face grew of rage and I kinda blanked out. But, according to sources, I kicked him square in the nethers. He fell to the ground as the crowd began to ‘boo’ me. And, I felt sick, but I enjoyed it. I took the wood and broke it over his head, effectively knocking him out. But I wasn’t done, not by a long shot. I took a bucket of water and threw it over him, waking him up. But, I kept him pinned. “Ya’ll best take back what ya said ‘bout mah family!” “F-F-F… Fuck… Off…” He said, in what would be his dying breath. I grew my fury more and jumped straight on his head, over and over again until it was over.The battle, and his life. The crowd went silent. I was left breathing hard with blood all over my hooves and body. “Ya’ll hear that?! That’s the sound of death! Ah brought that upon ‘im! Anypony else want a piece?! Good! Now, this is mah turf now!” I yelled, facing the crowd. I stood defiant and I felt good, until I felt a piece of wood on the back of my head, I was out… By the time I woke up, I was on a cart. Not like a fruit cart, but a cart for shipping animals. “W-Where… Am...Ah?” I asked, rubbing the back of my head. “You’re on this cart.” A voice said from in front of me. He was walking, leading me towards somewhere. We were nowhere, not even the Badlands anymore. “B-But… Where are we?” “We’re heading to some town. Whatever we find first. When we get there, you’re getting off.” “Thanks for the introduction asshole.” I said, slowly rising to my hooves. “Oh, my bad. I’m Silverstone.” “Mah name is Blaze. Ah think. Never really got a name.” “Really? I woulda thought you had some sorta country name.” “Mah mom was obsessed with fashion ‘n stuff. Look, why are you takin’ me from home?” “You lost the fight.” “What?! Ah dropped that stallion! How did ah lose?!” “The second one smashed you over the head with a piece of wood.” “Shit.” “Yep. I know. It sucks. It wasn’t really fair but you signed up for it, mate.” “Where are you even takin’ me?” “I don’t fucking know. I was told to just walk. Just walk until I reach a town. Then leave you there.” “But Ah’m a colt!” “So?” He just snickered in reply, taking a bite from a candy bar he had. I didn’t realize until then that I was starving. “Hey, ya’ll got an extra one of those things?” “This?” He held up his candy bar, making me drool slightly. “Yeah, I got another. But it ain’t for you, mate.” “Hey! That ain’t real nice! Ya’ll best give me some!” I began to grow defiant. “Sit down. You got a good 3 days ahead of you going like this. I’d hate to just be carrying dead weight.” I hated to admit it but he was right. Even if I could buck the cage down, I wouldn’t know where to go. I was out in a barren wasteland and wouldn’t have enough food, because I’m sure he’d run back home with all his. So, I just had to sit and wait to find a new home. His 3 days message wasn’t an exaggeration, neither. No food, no water for 3 days straight. Finally, we reached salvation. A small town called ‘Ponyville.’ I figured I heard the name somewhere but I couldn’t remember. Lucky for me, they scheduled a rain that day, so I gulped up all the rain water I could, thanks to the slits in the top of the cage. “Alright little guy, here you go.” He threw me out like a piece of trash but I sure enough repaid him. Soon as I got out, I bucked with all my might, breaking his jaw, then his leg, then his cart. “Sharin’ is carin’... Mate.” I snickered to his face before trotting into town. Unfortunately, water was the least of my concern now. I bucked him and lost all my energy, leaving me crawling soon as I got 15 feet in. I just laid on the concrete, hoping some sleep would save my flank. But then, some sorta weird twist of fate happened and a group of fillies stumbled by me. “And then he was all like ‘OF course’ and I was like, ‘Yeah, I’m awesome.’” An orange one said. “Scootaloo, for the last time, you can’t just start a story mid-sentence and expect us to know what’s going on!” The little white one replied. I didn’t understand most of what she said and based off the look of the orange one, she didn’t either. “Fine… Whatever. You just gotta keep up.” “Hey, look at that! It’s a homeless pony.” A yellow looking one pointed to me. She had a country accent to rival mine, which meant she was from The Badlands! I could get home after all. “But… He’s a colt.” “So what Sweetie Belle? That just means we gotta help ‘em even more!” “I don’t know.. He looks kinda… Dead.” “Ah’m alive asshole!” I yelled to the orange one, trying to stand. “Woah! Sorry dude.” The orange one said backing off. “Why are ya layin on the side of the road?” The yellow one asked. “Ah passed out because ah ain’t ate in days. It’s a long story. Can ya’ll help me er not?” “Ah don’t think I can take ya to mah house. We got too many ponies.” The yellow one sighed. “I live in the clouds.” The orange asshole shrugged. “What about ya?’ I asked to some little white unicorn. “I can ask… My sister is the element of Generosity… “ “Whatever. I need food. Let’s just go eat and let me out of there.” I spat at the ground, not wanting to lose any ideas from where I lived before. “Okay then. I can ask.” She smiled. All 3 of them helped up me to this big building that looked like a tailoring place. I didn’t like it. Was too bright and fancy. But food is food and I had every intent to get back home. The only home I knew. But they had some different ideas. Chapter 2: The School. The Damn School“Now, exactly where are ya’ll takin’ me?” I asked, pointing to the tailor building thing. “This is where me and my sister live!” The white one said with a smile, white as her coat. “Sister? What is she? Like a carnival instructor?” “Nope! She’s a tailor!” Great… Just what I needed. What’s she gonna do? Dress me in this tea party kinda clothes with a huge bow in my hair? I was ready to run outta there in a second, but I needed food and water. Bad. And that would end up being my saving grace. As we entered, it looked cliche. The walls were sparkly white and there were dresses and suits everywhere. The walls were like, white stone or something. These girls must’ve really liked white because everything was white. Like, snowball white. But in all seriousness, it was filly-like. As I looked around at how filly-like the room was, a mare just as white as the filly but with purple hair entered the room. “Sweetie Belle did you need something? Oh who is your friend?” She asked, looking at me. “Oh! We found this guy and he needs a home!” The little one, I guess was named Sweetie Belle, smiled as if it were nothing. “Sweetie, we talked about this when you found Scootaloo. We can’t just take in fillies and colts at random!” The big one sighed. “Sorry Rarity… But he was lying in the trash.” Sweetie said with a face that was like pure sadness. I felt bad. It seemed like these two had a bad relationship or something. I would guess that a Mom and Daughter. This big one, Rarity, was looking like she was ready to give in. “Sweetie… One night. That’s it.” “Yay! Thanks big sis!” Oh… Guess I was wrong. But anyways, tiny Sweetie ran up and gave Rarity a hug thing. I never had a hug before, so I didn’t really care. “Well, ya’ll mind breakin’ up the lovey dovey stuff? Ah’m starvin’!” I said impatiently. I mean, I hadn’t eaten in 3 days or drunk. “Oh, right. My apologies. Do you happen to have a name?” Rarity asked me. Name? The only name I ever heard was Blaze… Something… Cen… Cem… Senpai? I dunno. “Uh… Call me Blaze.” “Blaze? Interesting name. I am Rarity, manager here. My little sister is Sweetie Belle. She has been just ama-” “Yada yada yada. Ah’m fuckin’ starvin’! Ya’ll got some food er not?” Rarity gasped a bit when I spoke. I guess she didn’t know about cursing. I took it upon myself to give her a little lesson. Which included using those words as much as I could. “Of course Blaze. Into the kitchen. I was just making hayburgers.” “Fuckin’ awesome! That’s the shit.” She shuddered a bit at each “bad word” I said. “Excuse me sir, would you mind refraining from such profane language?” She asked me as we went into the kitchen. “Profane? The fuck does that mean?” “Cursing, darling.” She shuddered again. I didn’t wanna, but I mean, food. “Fine. Let’s eat!” The rest of the night was pretty uneventful. Dinner, then bed. I hadn’t gotten good sleep in my whole damn life. I guess it was cool to have a real bed instead of concrete or some shit. But the next day, I woke up to something i had only heard about prior. “Sweetie Belle, Blaze! School!” School?! SCHOOL?! Really bitch?! I just got here! I gotta go to this dumb school?! This Sweetie Belle eventually pulled me out of bed and she showed me how to put on a stupid thingy called a backpack. She showed me a few other things, like how to write with hooves (It’s hell hard.), maths and a few other basics. She walked me there, where we met up with those same other two fillies from the day before. What were their names? Applebloom and… Scootaloo. The asshole. The three fillies showed me to a seat close to them as they all sat down in theirs. Soon the class was beginning as a mare stood at the front of the classroom and began to talk but soon noticed me. Once she did, I knew she was ready to do the new student routine. “Excuse me, but I see we have a new colt in the class! Sir, would you like to say your name, where you’re from and a little about yourself?” She asked in the most patronizing tone ever and I just wanted to smack her in the face hug her hard. “Ah’m Blaze and ah’m from the fuckin’ wasteland! Ya got a problem then you can kiss mah flank!.” I got to watch her jaw drop after I said that and it was completely worth it. Some other foals around the class looked confused. These two pricks in the front giggled. That made me smile. “Could you please refrain from using such foul language in my classroom?” She asked after recovering from her shock. Though, I could tell she was a might angry. I also got to hear the whispers of the other fillies and colts as they marveled at my use of language. Oh hell yeah, I felt good! I finally got to make others feel stupid and wanting more. After just having been told those words and they intimidated me when I first heard them. It felt good to turn it the other way. “Why? You gonna call mah fuckin’ parents if ah don’t? News flash, toots, Ah ain’t got none.” “No but I will call the closes thing to a guardian that you have.” The mare said slightly annoyed. “Ah just showed up from the Badlands. Ya wanna hear a horror story? Ah was stranded for 3 damn days! NO food! No water! Ah don’t know why ah’m her. I fought and killed a stallion. Got the blood to prove it! Ya wanna try something, sweet cheeks? Ah suggest ya drop it now before I drop ya. Got it?” “Young colt you will be getting detention during recess for your attitude and for your foul language.” “The fuck is recess?” I never heard of that shit before. I never really had a break. “Recess is where you get to hang out with your friends and have fun!” One of the kids called out. “Shut the fuck up! Ah wasn’t talkin’ to ya! Ah’m sorry, that was harsh. Here, have a lollipop.” I said in a sarcastic tone. The mare walked over and Took Blaze by the ear as she dragged him over and placed him on a chair in the corner of the room as she said “You're going to sit in this chair and think about what you have done.” “Ah think ah’ve pissed ya off. Can ah go back now?” “Go back where?” She asked sounding pretty confused. “Mah seat.” “You just got over here.” The mare put it bluntly. “So? Ah thought about it bitch! What good is a chair gonna do?” “It tends to get quite uncomfortable to sit in…. Now you may not leave this spot” “Or what?” I said in a challenging tone. I did learn to be somewhat respectful, but she had a damn class to run. I wanted to see her reaction. “Or else you’ll have to stay in that corner for even longer.” “What if ah just walk out?” “Then, you will be kept in after school detention to make up both the time and the homework for class.” “Again.. .what if ah walk out? Ya don’t know where ah live and you can’t reall-” “You live with me Blaze!” Sweetie blurted out, making me facehoof. “Sweetie.. .you bitch… Shut up!” “Blaze you will now be serving after school detention also… I will not tolerate such crude remarks at my students nor myself.” “What are ya gonna do? Hit me?” I smiled, knowing she wouldn’t do it. She was know holding a ruler that was labeled ‘Good ol’ Discipline’ as she had an eyebrow raised. “Oh shit… Big momma brought out the big guns. Hit me! Ah dare ya! Ya hit me, you’ll be on the ground in 10 seconds. Flat.” wen I said that, a few foals snickered. I eventually found out that it was a reference or something. It’s stupid. Anyways, the ruler hit right before the hoof but it stung like a bitch. I grew a big smile at the sting and turned my back to her. “One more… Right on mah flank.” “That would give you gratification and I’m not going to give you that.” “Fine. Buck you.” I sprung up and bucked her in the jaw, nearly shattering it. “See what ah did there? Instead of fuck… Ah said… Buck. It’s funny! Laugh dammit!” She held on to her jaw as she attempted to say “Get out of my classroom…. You are expelled.” “Hey! No! It’s self-defense! Ya hit me first!” “He does have a point.” One pink one said with a Tiara on her head. She set her jaw back into place as she said “I’ll give you that… if you cause anymore problems you’ll be out of here.” “Good. So ya got it? Ah ain’t one to push around, toots.” “And I’m not one to be trifled with either ‘toots’” The mare said back in a mocking tone. “Ooh… Big words. Whatever. Ah like this one.” I said, more to the class. I got up and went back to my seat with a smile. And this was just one of many events at this damn school. Chapter 3: The Asshole Family“He did WHAT?!” Rarity yelled out in horror. Oh, a little insight. This was that night, right after me and Ms. Cheerilee got into a fight. She still called her up because Rarity’s my “legal guardian” or something. So now, I was in front of the teacher’s desk next to Rarity and mini-Rarity, who looked as bored as me. “Rarity, I was in class too. It wasn’t that big of a deal.” Mini-Rarity said, playing with her hoof. “Not that bad?! He cursed out your teacher and broke her jaw!” “It’s self-defense! She fuckin’ hit me with her ruler first!” She shuddered again at my “profane” language, which made me smile. “You are not allowed to talk! I took you in for one day and you do this! I am trying to teach you how to act proper in society! But apparently, you can’t do that. So, I asked a friend to help me with tough lov- What are you doing?” She asked at me. I was making the “blah blah blah” motion with my hoof, resting my cheek on the other. “You can see why he’s a bit of a problem.” Ms. Cheerilee interjected. “Don’t worry a thing Ms. Cheerilee. I swear to you that by next class, he’ll have learned.” “Ah wouldn’t bet on that.” I smiled, giving a hoof bump to Sweetie. “Come on then little foals… I have a surprise for you.” Rarity said with an evil grin. I knew what this grin meant: She wanted to fight. As I said earlier, I don’t back down from fights. She took us outside but when we got there, there was Applebloom and some large earth mare. She was orange, like, my color but brighter. She had a cowboy hat on and a rope in her mouth. That meant that she was gonna catch something. But… There were no cows around… And Sweetie Belle didn’t do anything… The surprise! I realized this too late and got caught up in the rope like a hog. “Hey! The fuck ya think yer doin’?!” “Ah’m helpin’ Rarity by teachin’ you somethin’” “Ugh… All these damn ponies in this stupid town. Whatever Apple Butt. Let’s get it over with.” I knew the force of a rope and how hard it was to get out of one. On my poor strength, there would be no way to get out of it. So I just waited. The orange mare began pulling the rope, dragging me along with it as she headed in the direction opposite of town. After a long while of just being dragged and dragged, we got to a barn. Finally! Something familiar. “Great. We made it. Now exactly how do ya think you’ll change me?” I asked, bored out of my mind. “Well Ah’m gonna have you start by going over ta those trees and buckin’ the apples out of them.” The orange mare said pointing to apple trees next to the barn. “What happens if ah don’t?” I asked plainly with a shrug. “Well then ah guess ya’ll have ta go home without any supper,” “”And wha do ya got ta eat here?” “Mash potatoes with gravy, buttered bread rolls, and apple pie.” “Wow… Ya got me Apple Butt. Yer lucky ah ain’t ate fer days. Let me at them. Ut ah ain’t gonna change, keep that straight.” I said crossly, tired of these stupid ropes. “Ah ain’t tryin’ ta make ya change, Ah’m just puttin’ ya ta work.” the orange mare said as she untied me. “Ya know, child labor is illegal in some places ya bitch.” I grumbled, standing and stretching some. I looked out onto the farm and saw a stallion bucking trees. Maybe I could take him.But it would be good to make him look stupid. “Start wherever you’d like ta start.” The orange mare said ignoring my comment. I sneered at her and went up to a random tree. As I trotted, my stomach felt drained. “If’n ya like ya can have a few apples but if Ah catch ya eatin more than a few yer gonna get less fer supper.” The orange mare called. “Yeah yeah… Fuckin’ bitch.” I grumbled as I approached the big red guy. “Hey… That’s mah sister!” the big guy said to me, bucking down a tree. “Well, yer sister’s a fuckin’ bitch.” I replied, figuring the best way to buck the tree. “Well… Eeyup.” He snickered. “Ah knew it.” “She can get a little angry at times. She’s just tryin’ to help ya out the best she ca- What ‘re you doin’?” He caught me doing the “blah blah blah” motion with my hoof. “Yer talkin’ too much. Ah’m starvin’! Now, ya got two choices. Ya either help me figure this shit out or ya go down.” “Go… Down? Ah don’t really know wha-” “Just help me!” “What do ya need help with?” “Buckin’ the trees dumbass. Ah ain’t ate nothin’ today!” I yelled at him. “Ain’t anypony teach ya about good work ethic?” “Ehhh…. Nope.” I said simply. “Well… Ah’ll teach ya then so that ya can earn that food.” “Just do it ya cry baby! Ah need food. Nothin’ else. Ah plan to ditch this 2 bit town ASAP!” “Ya gotta earn yer food.” He said simply “Explain how ah can eat without nourishment!” I snapped. We continued this argument for a good hour before a bell rung. “DINNER’S READY COME N’ GET IT!” The orange bitch who brought me here yelled. “Well… ah guess ya get off free fer this meal.” The red one grumbled. “Eeyup!” I chuckled happily and ran inside. The red one caught up to me soon after as he said, “Ah’m usually the only one that says Eeyup… where did you start sayin that from?” “Ah dunno. Ah just do. Yer not the only one who says shit!” “Ya also look pretty similar ta mah pa….. It’s actually pretty scary how much ya do.” “Well then ah’m yer pa’s reincarnation Let me eat, ya dick.” I joked as I ran inside. The orange bitch was just setting the food out on the table as I came in “‘Bout time ya got in here.” It sounded like she was attempting to make a joke. “Oh ha ha ha. What ya make?” I asked as I took a seat. “Ah made mash potatoes with gravy with an apple fritter on the side.” “Oh… Shit! That sound fuckin’ awesom- Hey!” I was pulled out of my seat by a little yellow hoof. “That is Mah seat.” the yellow one said as she got in my face. “Ah don’t see yer name on it!” I yelled back, hoping that there was not actually a name on the chair. To my surprise, there literally was. “Yes there is ya half wit!” She yelled pointing to the name I just saw. I tried to think of a way to not sound stupid. “Ah see the name Apple Bloom, not pointless yellow bit… Punk!” I couldn’t be that mean to that cute face. “Yer calling me useless? Ah could say the same fer you since you were out there arguin with mah brother fer an hour instead of buckin the trees!” “Ah can’t BUCK without food! I can do somethin’ soundin’ like buckin’ though.” I took a sly grin. “Yer a pig! Ah can’t believe ya’d say such a thing!” “Hey, don’t get used to it. Ah’m leavin’ after ah eat.” “Ah can’t let you do that Blaze, Rarity told me tah take care of ya and help ya learn ta not be so crud or somethin.” “That BITCH!” I yelled angrily, bucking the table over, causing all the food to splatter on the ground. “Consarnity Blaze! Ya need tah get a control on that temper of yers! Yer almost as bad as Big Mac.” “Ah’m NOt stayin’ ‘ere! Ah hope yer life fucks up!” I yelled as I punched a hole through the floorboards and ran off. “What should we do?” The orange one asked. “Ah’ll go after him.” The red stallion said as he went after me. Well, at least that’s what they told me happened. Anyways, I ran into a park. It was dark and the sprinklers just finished, leaving the ground wet enough. I was desperate and decided to take a bite of the grass. I was so hungry and it was so good… Until I heard the thud of country stallion hooves. I recognized them from all the stallions running around in the Badlands. That meant trouble. “Blaze! Where did ya go!?” was all I heard befor the red stallion came into my sight and I suppose he saw me too, since he came running toward me. “Ugh… What do ya want?! Ah just wanna go back home! At least there ah can eat the meat off rats!” I said with a shudder, remembering just how many rats I ate. “That is the most unhealthy thin’ Ah’ve ever heard! Ah ain’t about tah let some colt go back tah wherever your home is so ya can yet rats.” “Well try to stop me Ah can take down a stallion 5x my size!” “Ah could do that and a little more when ah was yer age easily.” “Oh really? Well then why ‘re you a bitch now?” “Ah’m far from it ya little shit.” “Prove it.” I said simply. “Name yer game.” “Put ‘em up!” I said as I weakly put up my hooves. I was starving but I wasn’t gonna go down easily.The red one raised his hooves. “Agh… Ah’ll.. . go down with a fight!” I went for a running buck on him, but I was way off as I hit a tree with my buck. Unfortunately, all the fruit in the tree fell, looking like Apple Bucking. “That wasn’t too bad of a kick right there… shoot if Ah didn’t know any better, Ah’d say that was an Apple family buck.” “Don’t get yer hopes up. Ah ain’t gonna join yer family no way no how!” “I’m not tellin ya ta join my family! Ah’m just saying that looked like a buck I would see from one of mah family members. “Well even if ah was, ah wouldn’t know. Ah grew up alone.” “Really? Why is that?” “Ah was an orphan. Then ah ran away because it was drivin’ me crazy. Ah wan for months then ah turned up in a place ah call ‘The Badlands.’ What’s it to ya?” “Well… ya just seem like such a great colt Blazing… ya remind me of myself when ah was younger.” “R-Really?” I don’t know if it was my hunger or my tiredness, but I felt a little piece of him in myself. “Yes, ya seem so strong an independant but ya have a caring and soft side hidden away.” “Ah… Ah ain’t a nice guy. Ah’ve done a lot of bad things to some… Worse stallions.but ah’ll give yer family another chance. At least fer dinner. Maybe a buck er two tomorrow.” “Ah appreciate ya givin them a chance… ah know AJ gets really annoyin but she is just tryin her best.” “Ehhh… Ah guess. Come on. Ah need some food. Lead the way ya overgrown tomato” I joked. “Okay ya sun burnt orange.” He joked back. We joked back and forth with each other with these nicknames and began to walk back to the farm until… “HEY! Stop right there!” A grey stallion called from behind us.We both turned to see the stallion. He was heav built and had a dark black moustache. He had a bunch of blue on with weapons. A cop. Great… “What do ya want?” “Now officer we don’t want any trouble… we were just on our way back to Sweet Apple Acres. “Well well well… Big Macintosh huh? I never pinned you as the bad kind. Yet you associate with him? I got reports of assault, misuse of language in the presence of minors, public indecency, breaking of private property, public destruction….” He pointed to the grass I ate earlier. “Basically, you’re going to jail.” “Come on Officer he is just a colt, isn’t it a mite unfair tah send him ta jail?” “Also, he’s not a citizen of Ponyville.” He stepped up and tasered me, dropping me to the ground. OW! It stung like shit. I was frozen. I wasn’t scared, but i was in a panic. I grunted and slowly pushed my hoof out, going against the tazer’s property. “Officer isn’t that overdoing it quite a bit? Again he is just a colt so there is no need for that. “Mac! I need you to back away. NOW!” He kept tasering me until finally, I just blacked out. That was it. I was worried I was gonna die. Fortunately, I awoke a few hours later. But when I did, I saw the inside of what looked like a crystal castle.
Chapter 1: First Sight of the City“I got 20 on the big one!” “Give me 15 on the slim one!” “What about the young’en?!” “3 bits!” “5!” “Oh you guys! Forget ya’ll!” I stormed away from the group of stallions. It was Wednesday: Fight Night. My first one, despite having lived there for 3 years. I came from this two bit town somewhere miles away. I didn’t know the name then and barely remember it now. But my first one. This one was pressure. 2 rules of Fight Night: Go until submission, knockout, or deathFirst fight? You lose, you’re goneAnd it was my first fight. I went out to an alley, bucking a bag of hay, causing it to rip apart through my hooves after the first buck. And it was against two other stallions! Not one, but two! And they were STALLIONS! I’m just a colt at this point. Well, still am, but I was even younger then. I complained and yelled to the manager of the fights but he wouldn’t let p, because I wasn’t from there! I was brought there! Er… Wandered there. I was not ready. No way in a MILLION years. Especially not even coming from the place. What place? It’s deep in Equestria. So deep, it’s been called “The Last Stop Before Tartarus.” There was no official name for it. We just called in home. But now, we call it: The Badlands. About 30 minutes later, the bets were called off and we were called on. There was a large stallion with a stone dark coat and mane. His eyes were red of fire and he was angry. Then, there was this small-ish kind of pony. He looked weak but he was agile and, surprisingly, had only lost one battle his whole life. That didn’t bode well for me. I was about half his size and never had ever fought another pony. But I was sure as hell not gonna leave. I had never been home, as far as I remember, so this was home. So, I gave it all I got. *Ding Ding* The bell sounded. It was on. The large one spared me some, charging for the slim one. Coal, I think his name was, which fit his dark shading. The slim one was named Speedy. Coal tackled Speedy down, sending strong hooves to his sides. Speedy quickly rolled away after the first few punches. He slid away some, causing Coal to charge him. He ran up the side of a building backflipping off the side, making Coal crash headfirst through the wall. He then turned his eyes to me. I was far from ready. But, I held my head high and stood in a ready position. I had one idea, but it was stupid. It was crazy, but so was fighting this dude anyway. Once he got close enough, I turned around and quickly went in a buck, smacking him right in the jaw. He quickly fell to the ground, blood gushing from his muzzle. “No… Way! Did I just do that?!” I asked in shock. The crowd of naysayers cheering confirmed what I thought. I was ready to walk off, standing high until I remembered… It was a three pony fight. I must have just forgotten all about it if I didn’t feel a swift punch to my side with a ton of force. I got sent flying, right into a fruit cart. I was fine staying there. I was more concerned with a broken rib than any fight. Coal trotted up to me, smiling wide. He had broken a large piece of wood from the wall he was in and held it right over my head. “This is MY turf, you got that, squirt? You don’t belong here! Go back home! Wait, you don’t have one!” He chuckled, ready to smash me to bits. He brought up something I hadn’t thought of in a while: My family. An Insult? To my family?! My face grew of rage and I kinda blanked out. But, according to sources, I kicked him square in the nethers. He fell to the ground as the crowd began to ‘boo’ me. And, I felt sick, but I enjoyed it. I took the wood and broke it over his head, effectively knocking him out. But I wasn’t done, not by a long shot. I took a bucket of water and threw it over him, waking him up. But, I kept him pinned. “Ya’ll best take back what ya said ‘bout mah family!” “F-F-F… Fuck… Off…” He said, in what would be his dying breath. I grew my fury more and jumped straight on his head, over and over again until it was over.The battle, and his life. The crowd went silent. I was left breathing hard with blood all over my hooves and body. “Ya’ll hear that?! That’s the sound of death! Ah brought that upon ‘im! Anypony else want a piece?! Good! Now, this is mah turf now!” I yelled, facing the crowd. I stood defiant and I felt good, until I felt a piece of wood on the back of my head, I was out… By the time I woke up, I was on a cart. Not like a fruit cart, but a cart for shipping animals. “W-Where… Am...Ah?” I asked, rubbing the back of my head. “You’re on this cart.” A voice said from in front of me. He was walking, leading me towards somewhere. We were nowhere, not even the Badlands anymore. “B-But… Where are we?” “We’re heading to some town. Whatever we find first. When we get there, you’re getting off.” “Thanks for the introduction asshole.” I said, slowly rising to my hooves. “Oh, my bad. I’m Silverstone.” “Mah name is Blaze. Ah think. Never really got a name.” “Really? I woulda thought you had some sorta country name.” “Mah mom was obsessed with fashion ‘n stuff. Look, why are you takin’ me from home?” “You lost the fight.” “What?! Ah dropped that stallion! How did ah lose?!” “The second one smashed you over the head with a piece of wood.” “Shit.” “Yep. I know. It sucks. It wasn’t really fair but you signed up for it, mate.” “Where are you even takin’ me?” “I don’t fucking know. I was told to just walk. Just walk until I reach a town. Then leave you there.” “But Ah’m a colt!” “So?” He just snickered in reply, taking a bite from a candy bar he had. I didn’t realize until then that I was starving. “Hey, ya’ll got an extra one of those things?” “This?” He held up his candy bar, making me drool slightly. “Yeah, I got another. But it ain’t for you, mate.” “Hey! That ain’t real nice! Ya’ll best give me some!” I began to grow defiant. “Sit down. You got a good 3 days ahead of you going like this. I’d hate to just be carrying dead weight.” I hated to admit it but he was right. Even if I could buck the cage down, I wouldn’t know where to go. I was out in a barren wasteland and wouldn’t have enough food, because I’m sure he’d run back home with all his. So, I just had to sit and wait to find a new home. His 3 days message wasn’t an exaggeration, neither. No food, no water for 3 days straight. Finally, we reached salvation. A small town called ‘Ponyville.’ I figured I heard the name somewhere but I couldn’t remember. Lucky for me, they scheduled a rain that day, so I gulped up all the rain water I could, thanks to the slits in the top of the cage. “Alright little guy, here you go.” He threw me out like a piece of trash but I sure enough repaid him. Soon as I got out, I bucked with all my might, breaking his jaw, then his leg, then his cart. “Sharin’ is carin’... Mate.” I snickered to his face before trotting into town. Unfortunately, water was the least of my concern now. I bucked him and lost all my energy, leaving me crawling soon as I got 15 feet in. I just laid on the concrete, hoping some sleep would save my flank. But then, some sorta weird twist of fate happened and a group of fillies stumbled by me. “And then he was all like ‘OF course’ and I was like, ‘Yeah, I’m awesome.’” An orange one said. “Scootaloo, for the last time, you can’t just start a story mid-sentence and expect us to know what’s going on!” The little white one replied. I didn’t understand most of what she said and based off the look of the orange one, she didn’t either. “Fine… Whatever. You just gotta keep up.” “Hey, look at that! It’s a homeless pony.” A yellow looking one pointed to me. She had a country accent to rival mine, which meant she was from The Badlands! I could get home after all. “But… He’s a colt.” “So what Sweetie Belle? That just means we gotta help ‘em even more!” “I don’t know.. He looks kinda… Dead.” “Ah’m alive asshole!” I yelled to the orange one, trying to stand. “Woah! Sorry dude.” The orange one said backing off. “Why are ya layin on the side of the road?” The yellow one asked. “Ah passed out because ah ain’t ate in days. It’s a long story. Can ya’ll help me er not?” “Ah don’t think I can take ya to mah house. We got too many ponies.” The yellow one sighed. “I live in the clouds.” The orange asshole shrugged. “What about ya?’ I asked to some little white unicorn. “I can ask… My sister is the element of Generosity… “ “Whatever. I need food. Let’s just go eat and let me out of there.” I spat at the ground, not wanting to lose any ideas from where I lived before. “Okay then. I can ask.” She smiled. All 3 of them helped up me to this big building that looked like a tailoring place. I didn’t like it. Was too bright and fancy. But food is food and I had every intent to get back home. The only home I knew. But they had some different ideas.
Chapter 2: The School. The Damn School“Now, exactly where are ya’ll takin’ me?” I asked, pointing to the tailor building thing. “This is where me and my sister live!” The white one said with a smile, white as her coat. “Sister? What is she? Like a carnival instructor?” “Nope! She’s a tailor!” Great… Just what I needed. What’s she gonna do? Dress me in this tea party kinda clothes with a huge bow in my hair? I was ready to run outta there in a second, but I needed food and water. Bad. And that would end up being my saving grace. As we entered, it looked cliche. The walls were sparkly white and there were dresses and suits everywhere. The walls were like, white stone or something. These girls must’ve really liked white because everything was white. Like, snowball white. But in all seriousness, it was filly-like. As I looked around at how filly-like the room was, a mare just as white as the filly but with purple hair entered the room. “Sweetie Belle did you need something? Oh who is your friend?” She asked, looking at me. “Oh! We found this guy and he needs a home!” The little one, I guess was named Sweetie Belle, smiled as if it were nothing. “Sweetie, we talked about this when you found Scootaloo. We can’t just take in fillies and colts at random!” The big one sighed. “Sorry Rarity… But he was lying in the trash.” Sweetie said with a face that was like pure sadness. I felt bad. It seemed like these two had a bad relationship or something. I would guess that a Mom and Daughter. This big one, Rarity, was looking like she was ready to give in. “Sweetie… One night. That’s it.” “Yay! Thanks big sis!” Oh… Guess I was wrong. But anyways, tiny Sweetie ran up and gave Rarity a hug thing. I never had a hug before, so I didn’t really care. “Well, ya’ll mind breakin’ up the lovey dovey stuff? Ah’m starvin’!” I said impatiently. I mean, I hadn’t eaten in 3 days or drunk. “Oh, right. My apologies. Do you happen to have a name?” Rarity asked me. Name? The only name I ever heard was Blaze… Something… Cen… Cem… Senpai? I dunno. “Uh… Call me Blaze.” “Blaze? Interesting name. I am Rarity, manager here. My little sister is Sweetie Belle. She has been just ama-” “Yada yada yada. Ah’m fuckin’ starvin’! Ya’ll got some food er not?” Rarity gasped a bit when I spoke. I guess she didn’t know about cursing. I took it upon myself to give her a little lesson. Which included using those words as much as I could. “Of course Blaze. Into the kitchen. I was just making hayburgers.” “Fuckin’ awesome! That’s the shit.” She shuddered a bit at each “bad word” I said. “Excuse me sir, would you mind refraining from such profane language?” She asked me as we went into the kitchen. “Profane? The fuck does that mean?” “Cursing, darling.” She shuddered again. I didn’t wanna, but I mean, food. “Fine. Let’s eat!” The rest of the night was pretty uneventful. Dinner, then bed. I hadn’t gotten good sleep in my whole damn life. I guess it was cool to have a real bed instead of concrete or some shit. But the next day, I woke up to something i had only heard about prior. “Sweetie Belle, Blaze! School!” School?! SCHOOL?! Really bitch?! I just got here! I gotta go to this dumb school?! This Sweetie Belle eventually pulled me out of bed and she showed me how to put on a stupid thingy called a backpack. She showed me a few other things, like how to write with hooves (It’s hell hard.), maths and a few other basics. She walked me there, where we met up with those same other two fillies from the day before. What were their names? Applebloom and… Scootaloo. The asshole. The three fillies showed me to a seat close to them as they all sat down in theirs. Soon the class was beginning as a mare stood at the front of the classroom and began to talk but soon noticed me. Once she did, I knew she was ready to do the new student routine. “Excuse me, but I see we have a new colt in the class! Sir, would you like to say your name, where you’re from and a little about yourself?” She asked in the most patronizing tone ever and I just wanted to smack her in the face hug her hard. “Ah’m Blaze and ah’m from the fuckin’ wasteland! Ya got a problem then you can kiss mah flank!.” I got to watch her jaw drop after I said that and it was completely worth it. Some other foals around the class looked confused. These two pricks in the front giggled. That made me smile. “Could you please refrain from using such foul language in my classroom?” She asked after recovering from her shock. Though, I could tell she was a might angry. I also got to hear the whispers of the other fillies and colts as they marveled at my use of language. Oh hell yeah, I felt good! I finally got to make others feel stupid and wanting more. After just having been told those words and they intimidated me when I first heard them. It felt good to turn it the other way. “Why? You gonna call mah fuckin’ parents if ah don’t? News flash, toots, Ah ain’t got none.” “No but I will call the closes thing to a guardian that you have.” The mare said slightly annoyed. “Ah just showed up from the Badlands. Ya wanna hear a horror story? Ah was stranded for 3 damn days! NO food! No water! Ah don’t know why ah’m her. I fought and killed a stallion. Got the blood to prove it! Ya wanna try something, sweet cheeks? Ah suggest ya drop it now before I drop ya. Got it?” “Young colt you will be getting detention during recess for your attitude and for your foul language.” “The fuck is recess?” I never heard of that shit before. I never really had a break. “Recess is where you get to hang out with your friends and have fun!” One of the kids called out. “Shut the fuck up! Ah wasn’t talkin’ to ya! Ah’m sorry, that was harsh. Here, have a lollipop.” I said in a sarcastic tone. The mare walked over and Took Blaze by the ear as she dragged him over and placed him on a chair in the corner of the room as she said “You're going to sit in this chair and think about what you have done.” “Ah think ah’ve pissed ya off. Can ah go back now?” “Go back where?” She asked sounding pretty confused. “Mah seat.” “You just got over here.” The mare put it bluntly. “So? Ah thought about it bitch! What good is a chair gonna do?” “It tends to get quite uncomfortable to sit in…. Now you may not leave this spot” “Or what?” I said in a challenging tone. I did learn to be somewhat respectful, but she had a damn class to run. I wanted to see her reaction. “Or else you’ll have to stay in that corner for even longer.” “What if ah just walk out?” “Then, you will be kept in after school detention to make up both the time and the homework for class.” “Again.. .what if ah walk out? Ya don’t know where ah live and you can’t reall-” “You live with me Blaze!” Sweetie blurted out, making me facehoof. “Sweetie.. .you bitch… Shut up!” “Blaze you will now be serving after school detention also… I will not tolerate such crude remarks at my students nor myself.” “What are ya gonna do? Hit me?” I smiled, knowing she wouldn’t do it. She was know holding a ruler that was labeled ‘Good ol’ Discipline’ as she had an eyebrow raised. “Oh shit… Big momma brought out the big guns. Hit me! Ah dare ya! Ya hit me, you’ll be on the ground in 10 seconds. Flat.” wen I said that, a few foals snickered. I eventually found out that it was a reference or something. It’s stupid. Anyways, the ruler hit right before the hoof but it stung like a bitch. I grew a big smile at the sting and turned my back to her. “One more… Right on mah flank.” “That would give you gratification and I’m not going to give you that.” “Fine. Buck you.” I sprung up and bucked her in the jaw, nearly shattering it. “See what ah did there? Instead of fuck… Ah said… Buck. It’s funny! Laugh dammit!” She held on to her jaw as she attempted to say “Get out of my classroom…. You are expelled.” “Hey! No! It’s self-defense! Ya hit me first!” “He does have a point.” One pink one said with a Tiara on her head. She set her jaw back into place as she said “I’ll give you that… if you cause anymore problems you’ll be out of here.” “Good. So ya got it? Ah ain’t one to push around, toots.” “And I’m not one to be trifled with either ‘toots’” The mare said back in a mocking tone. “Ooh… Big words. Whatever. Ah like this one.” I said, more to the class. I got up and went back to my seat with a smile. And this was just one of many events at this damn school.
Chapter 3: The Asshole Family“He did WHAT?!” Rarity yelled out in horror. Oh, a little insight. This was that night, right after me and Ms. Cheerilee got into a fight. She still called her up because Rarity’s my “legal guardian” or something. So now, I was in front of the teacher’s desk next to Rarity and mini-Rarity, who looked as bored as me. “Rarity, I was in class too. It wasn’t that big of a deal.” Mini-Rarity said, playing with her hoof. “Not that bad?! He cursed out your teacher and broke her jaw!” “It’s self-defense! She fuckin’ hit me with her ruler first!” She shuddered again at my “profane” language, which made me smile. “You are not allowed to talk! I took you in for one day and you do this! I am trying to teach you how to act proper in society! But apparently, you can’t do that. So, I asked a friend to help me with tough lov- What are you doing?” She asked at me. I was making the “blah blah blah” motion with my hoof, resting my cheek on the other. “You can see why he’s a bit of a problem.” Ms. Cheerilee interjected. “Don’t worry a thing Ms. Cheerilee. I swear to you that by next class, he’ll have learned.” “Ah wouldn’t bet on that.” I smiled, giving a hoof bump to Sweetie. “Come on then little foals… I have a surprise for you.” Rarity said with an evil grin. I knew what this grin meant: She wanted to fight. As I said earlier, I don’t back down from fights. She took us outside but when we got there, there was Applebloom and some large earth mare. She was orange, like, my color but brighter. She had a cowboy hat on and a rope in her mouth. That meant that she was gonna catch something. But… There were no cows around… And Sweetie Belle didn’t do anything… The surprise! I realized this too late and got caught up in the rope like a hog. “Hey! The fuck ya think yer doin’?!” “Ah’m helpin’ Rarity by teachin’ you somethin’” “Ugh… All these damn ponies in this stupid town. Whatever Apple Butt. Let’s get it over with.” I knew the force of a rope and how hard it was to get out of one. On my poor strength, there would be no way to get out of it. So I just waited. The orange mare began pulling the rope, dragging me along with it as she headed in the direction opposite of town. After a long while of just being dragged and dragged, we got to a barn. Finally! Something familiar. “Great. We made it. Now exactly how do ya think you’ll change me?” I asked, bored out of my mind. “Well Ah’m gonna have you start by going over ta those trees and buckin’ the apples out of them.” The orange mare said pointing to apple trees next to the barn. “What happens if ah don’t?” I asked plainly with a shrug. “Well then ah guess ya’ll have ta go home without any supper,” “”And wha do ya got ta eat here?” “Mash potatoes with gravy, buttered bread rolls, and apple pie.” “Wow… Ya got me Apple Butt. Yer lucky ah ain’t ate fer days. Let me at them. Ut ah ain’t gonna change, keep that straight.” I said crossly, tired of these stupid ropes. “Ah ain’t tryin’ ta make ya change, Ah’m just puttin’ ya ta work.” the orange mare said as she untied me. “Ya know, child labor is illegal in some places ya bitch.” I grumbled, standing and stretching some. I looked out onto the farm and saw a stallion bucking trees. Maybe I could take him.But it would be good to make him look stupid. “Start wherever you’d like ta start.” The orange mare said ignoring my comment. I sneered at her and went up to a random tree. As I trotted, my stomach felt drained. “If’n ya like ya can have a few apples but if Ah catch ya eatin more than a few yer gonna get less fer supper.” The orange mare called. “Yeah yeah… Fuckin’ bitch.” I grumbled as I approached the big red guy. “Hey… That’s mah sister!” the big guy said to me, bucking down a tree. “Well, yer sister’s a fuckin’ bitch.” I replied, figuring the best way to buck the tree. “Well… Eeyup.” He snickered. “Ah knew it.” “She can get a little angry at times. She’s just tryin’ to help ya out the best she ca- What ‘re you doin’?” He caught me doing the “blah blah blah” motion with my hoof. “Yer talkin’ too much. Ah’m starvin’! Now, ya got two choices. Ya either help me figure this shit out or ya go down.” “Go… Down? Ah don’t really know wha-” “Just help me!” “What do ya need help with?” “Buckin’ the trees dumbass. Ah ain’t ate nothin’ today!” I yelled at him. “Ain’t anypony teach ya about good work ethic?” “Ehhh…. Nope.” I said simply. “Well… Ah’ll teach ya then so that ya can earn that food.” “Just do it ya cry baby! Ah need food. Nothin’ else. Ah plan to ditch this 2 bit town ASAP!” “Ya gotta earn yer food.” He said simply “Explain how ah can eat without nourishment!” I snapped. We continued this argument for a good hour before a bell rung. “DINNER’S READY COME N’ GET IT!” The orange bitch who brought me here yelled. “Well… ah guess ya get off free fer this meal.” The red one grumbled. “Eeyup!” I chuckled happily and ran inside. The red one caught up to me soon after as he said, “Ah’m usually the only one that says Eeyup… where did you start sayin that from?” “Ah dunno. Ah just do. Yer not the only one who says shit!” “Ya also look pretty similar ta mah pa….. It’s actually pretty scary how much ya do.” “Well then ah’m yer pa’s reincarnation Let me eat, ya dick.” I joked as I ran inside. The orange bitch was just setting the food out on the table as I came in “‘Bout time ya got in here.” It sounded like she was attempting to make a joke. “Oh ha ha ha. What ya make?” I asked as I took a seat. “Ah made mash potatoes with gravy with an apple fritter on the side.” “Oh… Shit! That sound fuckin’ awesom- Hey!” I was pulled out of my seat by a little yellow hoof. “That is Mah seat.” the yellow one said as she got in my face. “Ah don’t see yer name on it!” I yelled back, hoping that there was not actually a name on the chair. To my surprise, there literally was. “Yes there is ya half wit!” She yelled pointing to the name I just saw. I tried to think of a way to not sound stupid. “Ah see the name Apple Bloom, not pointless yellow bit… Punk!” I couldn’t be that mean to that cute face. “Yer calling me useless? Ah could say the same fer you since you were out there arguin with mah brother fer an hour instead of buckin the trees!” “Ah can’t BUCK without food! I can do somethin’ soundin’ like buckin’ though.” I took a sly grin. “Yer a pig! Ah can’t believe ya’d say such a thing!” “Hey, don’t get used to it. Ah’m leavin’ after ah eat.” “Ah can’t let you do that Blaze, Rarity told me tah take care of ya and help ya learn ta not be so crud or somethin.” “That BITCH!” I yelled angrily, bucking the table over, causing all the food to splatter on the ground. “Consarnity Blaze! Ya need tah get a control on that temper of yers! Yer almost as bad as Big Mac.” “Ah’m NOt stayin’ ‘ere! Ah hope yer life fucks up!” I yelled as I punched a hole through the floorboards and ran off. “What should we do?” The orange one asked. “Ah’ll go after him.” The red stallion said as he went after me. Well, at least that’s what they told me happened. Anyways, I ran into a park. It was dark and the sprinklers just finished, leaving the ground wet enough. I was desperate and decided to take a bite of the grass. I was so hungry and it was so good… Until I heard the thud of country stallion hooves. I recognized them from all the stallions running around in the Badlands. That meant trouble. “Blaze! Where did ya go!?” was all I heard befor the red stallion came into my sight and I suppose he saw me too, since he came running toward me. “Ugh… What do ya want?! Ah just wanna go back home! At least there ah can eat the meat off rats!” I said with a shudder, remembering just how many rats I ate. “That is the most unhealthy thin’ Ah’ve ever heard! Ah ain’t about tah let some colt go back tah wherever your home is so ya can yet rats.” “Well try to stop me Ah can take down a stallion 5x my size!” “Ah could do that and a little more when ah was yer age easily.” “Oh really? Well then why ‘re you a bitch now?” “Ah’m far from it ya little shit.” “Prove it.” I said simply. “Name yer game.” “Put ‘em up!” I said as I weakly put up my hooves. I was starving but I wasn’t gonna go down easily.The red one raised his hooves. “Agh… Ah’ll.. . go down with a fight!” I went for a running buck on him, but I was way off as I hit a tree with my buck. Unfortunately, all the fruit in the tree fell, looking like Apple Bucking. “That wasn’t too bad of a kick right there… shoot if Ah didn’t know any better, Ah’d say that was an Apple family buck.” “Don’t get yer hopes up. Ah ain’t gonna join yer family no way no how!” “I’m not tellin ya ta join my family! Ah’m just saying that looked like a buck I would see from one of mah family members. “Well even if ah was, ah wouldn’t know. Ah grew up alone.” “Really? Why is that?” “Ah was an orphan. Then ah ran away because it was drivin’ me crazy. Ah wan for months then ah turned up in a place ah call ‘The Badlands.’ What’s it to ya?” “Well… ya just seem like such a great colt Blazing… ya remind me of myself when ah was younger.” “R-Really?” I don’t know if it was my hunger or my tiredness, but I felt a little piece of him in myself. “Yes, ya seem so strong an independant but ya have a caring and soft side hidden away.” “Ah… Ah ain’t a nice guy. Ah’ve done a lot of bad things to some… Worse stallions.but ah’ll give yer family another chance. At least fer dinner. Maybe a buck er two tomorrow.” “Ah appreciate ya givin them a chance… ah know AJ gets really annoyin but she is just tryin her best.” “Ehhh… Ah guess. Come on. Ah need some food. Lead the way ya overgrown tomato” I joked. “Okay ya sun burnt orange.” He joked back. We joked back and forth with each other with these nicknames and began to walk back to the farm until… “HEY! Stop right there!” A grey stallion called from behind us.We both turned to see the stallion. He was heav built and had a dark black moustache. He had a bunch of blue on with weapons. A cop. Great… “What do ya want?” “Now officer we don’t want any trouble… we were just on our way back to Sweet Apple Acres. “Well well well… Big Macintosh huh? I never pinned you as the bad kind. Yet you associate with him? I got reports of assault, misuse of language in the presence of minors, public indecency, breaking of private property, public destruction….” He pointed to the grass I ate earlier. “Basically, you’re going to jail.” “Come on Officer he is just a colt, isn’t it a mite unfair tah send him ta jail?” “Also, he’s not a citizen of Ponyville.” He stepped up and tasered me, dropping me to the ground. OW! It stung like shit. I was frozen. I wasn’t scared, but i was in a panic. I grunted and slowly pushed my hoof out, going against the tazer’s property. “Officer isn’t that overdoing it quite a bit? Again he is just a colt so there is no need for that. “Mac! I need you to back away. NOW!” He kept tasering me until finally, I just blacked out. That was it. I was worried I was gonna die. Fortunately, I awoke a few hours later. But when I did, I saw the inside of what looked like a crystal castle.
