Three Friends

“After losing sight of his companion, Hunter, Slendy decided to wander about town and see what’s going on around there. He saw what looked to be a building made of pastries, this caught his attention. He turned to face the building and hurried inside as he let his imagination wander as to what kind of goods they sold there, candy, baked goods, cooking ingredients, it didn’t matter.

Upon walking inside, he’s greeted by a blue mare with a swirled mane, who pauses upon seeing him but offers a cautious “Hello?”

“Hello! What kind of stuff do you sell here, I’m new in the world.” Slendy asked as he smelled fresh baked goods, oh man did he hope they had a lemon cake.

“Well, we’re a bakery. So mainly cakes and pies and such, though we do offer more varied desserts such as milkshakes...” the pony listed off, being a bit cautious about the new creature with no facial features.

“Do you have any lemon flavored pastries? I love lemons.” He says happily as he looked at the goods on display in front of him.

“Yes, we have some lemon cake. How large would you like?” She asked, starting to grow used to the being who hadn’t even given a name.

“I would order as much as you could make but I am broke, could I work for one? Or maybe even just a lemon cupcake?” He inquired hoping to satiate his hunger for baked goods.

“Well... not really, I’m afraid. Even if you were to make the cake for us you’d still be using our ingredients, which is mainly what prices are based on. Sorry, but you’ll have to pay...”

“I has a sad now, I will buy one eventually, until then goodbye my friends.” He said as he looked at the actual cakes on display on the counter, rather than the mare which confused her greatly.

Perhaps it would be best if he didn’t return. As awful as it was to think, it was really the best outcome she could imagine from the rather... childish, and very bizarre creature.

“Alright have a nice day!” He said as he went for the door, upon leaving the establishment he looked around for ways to make some money, without his command block he couldn’t just spawn a lemon cake, so he had to find another way to obtain the confectionary delight. He eventually found himself at the library again, he had a horrible sense of direction. He entered the library again and thought if he could find a book on animals, maybe he could summon some exotic creature to have as a pet.

“You... looking for something?” Spike asked, looking up and seeing the same creature from before, the one who wanted his comics.

“Yeah do you have a book on exotic animals? I like having pets, especially large reptiles.” Slendy told Spike.

“Well, we have a few zoology books, yes.” Spike said as he walked to a shelf and, climbing up it, grabbed a book. “Though most of these rarer animals are hard to tame, so they won’t make good pets really.”

“Maybe I should find a new way to get a pet, is there a pet sto-er wait...I don’t have any money, hmmmmm” Slendy put his hand to his chin as he thought about how to procure a pet without money, too bad he left his command block behind again.

“Well, I don’t know where you could go to get a job.” Spike said, shrugging. “I guess you’d just have to walk around and look for ponies who’d pay to have a chore done.”

“Good idea, but on a side note, where’s the princess, she was able to teleport to our camp, maybe she can help me get back to it.” Slendy asked.

“Princess? You mean Celestia? Or Twilight? Sorry, it’s gotten real confusing since the ‘alicorn incident’.” Spike said, sighing a bit.

“The lavender one whose talent is magic...I think that’s what she said her tattoo meant.” Slendy added.

“Yeah, you’re looking for Twilight. She’s ah... upstairs. She came home and just sorta... broke down. I’m not sure if now’s a good time.”

“Maybe later then, good day.” Slendy said as he turned away and headed back towards town where he thought he was earlier except this time he took a right. ”Now what’s over here?” He continued to walk, he passed various shops, houses, and stalls and various ponies who gave him odd looks until he arrived at a farm. Maybe they need some chores done he thought also his feet were getting a little sore from the walk so a break would be nice as well. He sat down and relaxed as he leaned against a fence post. He rested there and made a mental note, always carry a spare command block cause walking wasn’t fun. After about fifteen minutes he heard footsteps to his left. He looked over and saw three smaller ponies, one orange, one yellowish and one that looked like it was made out of marshmallow.

Considering he was taller than just about any pony they had ever seen and entirely lacked a face, they screamed and ran off in the opposite direction. Seconds later, rapid steps came down the path towards Slendy. He turned to see who was rapidly encroaching and saw an orange pony with a stetson on.

“Hello!” He called to the rapidly approaching mare. The pony didn’t seem too friendly, considering she seemed rather... disturbed by the creature standing just outside her farm and had done... something to the trio of fillies she had heard but could no longer see. “Do you speak common?” He asked.

The pony frowned. “An’ what’s that s’posed ta mean? What in the hay are ya anyways? An’ where’s mah sister?”

“In the order asked, I meant did you speak this area’s common language, and you do so we can talk things out without an interpreter. Secondly, I’m a human and as you can probably tell I’m new. Lastly Was your sister one of the kids that ran screaming away from me? I know I’m ugly but that is too much.”

“Y’all ain’t ugly.” The farmer pony stated. “Y’all are horrifyin’. What kinda monster don’t got a face? You best git.”

“Fine, maybe the princess can help me with something later, anyways good day!” He said as he turned to walk back to town, why couldn’t he have worn more comfortable shoes when he teleported?

“An’ stay away, ya... weirdo!” The pony said, angrily choosing one of the more offensive words she could use.

As he went back to town he took in the landscape of the land, He just spent a good few minutes admiring the rolling hills and nature. After another long walk he arrived at a small cottage with a large abundance of animals, maybe he could talk to someone who didn’t shoo him away. He went up to the door and knocked four times, and he hoped that would get the pony’s attention.

The door squeaked open slowly and a single, turquoise eye peeped out from the small crack, before settling on the visage, or rather lackthereof, of the new creature. It reminded her of Hunter, but much paler, and not having eyes, a mouth, or anything resembling a face. The door was shut quickly and he could hear the ‘click’ of it being locked soon after.

“Aww don’t hide I’m not here to hurt you, can we just talk for a moment?” Slendy pleaded not wanting to be ignored again.

No reply came. Eventually, the door creaked open again and he tries to peer through the crack to see who was on the other side of the door, from what he could tell he really freaked the pony out... oh, that’s why the kids ran off, I’m scary….doy. Finally the words from the last mare clicked in his head… He always forgot that the mask wasn’t the prettiest of sights.

“Want me to take off my mask?” He asked the pony, but he got no response other than the door being shut again. “I’ll just leave then…” He said to the door as he turned to walk away, too bad no one knew where his aquahouse was at, besides the princess. Well, the path leading from the small cottage led to the forest with familiar trees. Ones that looked exactly like the ones in the forest he’d arrived in.

“Maybe I can just wander around til I find it, what could go wrong?” He asked no one in particular as he went into the forest. Soon after following the trail, he found a small hut, adorned with masks of various kinds.

“Hello? Any ponies in there?” He called.

“Who is that at my door, say your name I implore.”

“My name is Codename Slendy, but you can just call me Slendy.”

“What an odd name, from where is your domain?”

“Overworld, and before you ask I’m a human and this is only a mask.” He stated.

The zebra opened the door and got a good look at him. “What business have you? What are you here to do?”

“I’m lost and looking for my aquahouse, do you by any chance know where it is or what direction?” He pleaded, he just wanted to go home and sleep now.

“A house in the water, for a being of land? How in the depths do you still stand?”

“No, the house is a regular house but it is made of aquariums, I like fish as pets.” Slendy corrected her.

“That seems a plan most unsafe. Most eels would seek to dine on face.”

“No, I only used friendly fish like clownfish, and pufferfish.”

Zecora shakes her head. “Both those fish are very rare; and puffer toxin gives quite a scare.”

“Yeah but they are too adorable to not have. They are my personal favorite.”

Zecora sighs. “I see that any chance, of you bearing wisdom are well-passed. Please, leave my home and don’t come back. I have many things to do if I’m to mend this sack.” she said, gesturing at a large cloth bag with a rip in the side, straps indicating it’s meant to be worn as saddlebags by the zebra. “Now go, there is no more to see. Leave this place, and leave me be!” she commands him.

“Okay.” He said as he was kicked out yet again, today was just not his day. He left the hut with no objections and wandered back into the woods, luckily he managed to wander back home, where he found his precious command block, even though no one in town wanted to be friends he would just spawn a wolf and tame it, that way he will have some sort of company besides Hunter.

He spawns a large supply of bones, nearly a thirty-weight of them, and then sets it to spawn a wolf.

A minor twist, something akin to the tendency of Skeletons appearing in the Nether to be blackened and monstrous, afflicts the attempted summon of the puppy Slendy wanted.

At ten feet tall at the shoulder, the mountain of polished, flowing wood and sprouting, mossy ‘fur’ stands in front of him, looking down at him with eyes the color of freshly-sprouted lilacs, and the Primal Timberwolf takes a sniff at him.

“... Want a bone?” Slendy asked guilelessly, offering up the treat.