The double life I'm not so glad to lead...
Chapter 3: Nightmare fuel...
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A loud voice...
Dangling chains...
A free-runner with a bullet wound in his side...
a familiar face...
Blood dripping from walls...
The stench of decay...
Purple eyes...
I woke up again in a different place this time though a large hollowed out tree... filled with books... I never was a fan of books, because of my shunning in my family, I never learned to read until I got into third grade, I'm still incredibly bad at it...
I tried standing up, but again, I fell on the floor my bandaged wing, once again, serving as a very painful cushion for my fall. I got on my hooves, my wing throbbing with agony and tried to find my way down.
The place was absolutely filled with books, wall to wall, floor to ceiling, some of them were even in small, color coded baskets at the foot of the shelves. I continued walking, taking in all of the rings and layers of the tree/library thing and started looking for a window. It had started raining, I'm pretty sure it was actually the thunder from the storm that woke me up...
"How in the hell did it start raining? It was sunny when I woke up this morning..." I said to no one in particular, my voice echoing softly through the large room,
"Oh well... this place must be like Missouri...'If you want the weather to change, just wait five minutes!' Wait... What's Missouri...?" I shook my head and continued on my way down, I could hear faint voices and even bigger books, Damn... I thought, This tree must be really damn big... I walked down and saw a bunch of ponies sitting, or rather laying in front of a fireplace in the center of the room, Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy on the other side of the room, Rainbow Dash with her head bowed and Fluttershy staring at her, attempting to be scolding, but looking adorable instead.
"What do you have to say for yourself?" Asked Fluttershy, her eyes straight and staring at Rainbow in such a way that made me both cringe and try not to die from how cute it was, it almost made me forget about my wing... almost...
"Sorry! okay? That stupid furball knocked me into him..." Dash blushed as she said this, looking like a little kid, defeated but still defiant. I tried going down the stairs slowly an quietly but my wing bumped into a book that was sticking out and I involuntarily whimpered, then I put my hoof up to my mouth and lost my balance, causing me to fall down an entire flight of thirty steps. Landing on, surprise, surprise, my bad wing.
"Fuck!" I yelled as the ponies turned to me, looking surprised and worried.
"Are you alright dear?" the white unicorn said, she was a sight alright, dressed as if she were going to a funeral, all black and enough makeup to cut through three inches of it before hitting skin...
"Yeah... I'm fi-," I couldn't finish before my wing cramped up and I fell back onto the ground again in agony, my joints burning and my nerves flooded with pain, my face twisting and my teeth grinding.
"Your not fine, Applejack, go and take him upstairs, I'll make him something to calm down that cramp..." the purple unicorn trotted off and an orange pony in a stetson got under me and picked me up on her back.
"Hoo-wee! Yah sure are heavy! Ev'n if you are just a lil' pipsqueak!" She chuckled and carried me back into the bed upstairs, my wing once again twisted at an awkward angle and my back aching from the cramp.
"Who're you calling a pipsqueak?" I said back, only now realizing how much bigger than me she actually was.
"You, tiny." She chuckled again and left me on my own as she walked down the stairs.
I started to calm down. I felt tired after all that pain, the energy in my body was all drained and my head was pounding, I started to slowly drift off, even if I did roll in my sleep, at least I'd be asleep so I wouldn't feel the pain from my wing.
But that wasn't the pain I felt in my sleep...
Not at all...
