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His mind spun around like a ship with a malfunctioning RCS-system. He hadn't eaten anything since he was put in that cell. They had offered him plenty of food, but none of it was to Eric's liking.

"How many times do I have to tell you, that I am NOT eating those GODDAMN FLOWERS! Now you better get me something good, or you are gonna have to pull my GODDAMN CORPSE out of this GODDAMN CELL!" he yelled at the guards standing across the hallway. He had hoped to receive something else than daisy-looking flowers, but that was all that he had received for nutrition, aside from a glass of water every now and then. Atleast he wasn't going to die from dehydration.

One of the guards looked over at his colleague. "Can't we just shoot it? I mean, is anyone really going to care about that thing?" he asked to his fellow guard. As much as he was intrigued by the weird nature of the creature behind those bars, he didn't like having to listen to that annoying screeching.

"We can't, the scientists wanted to get a better understanding of it. Figure out what it's saying and where it came from." the other guard responded, looking over at his colleague.

"Pfft, i don't think it's even saying anything! It's just making loud and weird-sounding noises!"

"I guess that could be true, but we don't know for sure, do we? We'll just have to endure it." the guard said, looking back towards the door.

"I guess you're right. Still, that thing just annoys me so much!" the other guard said, after which he also turned back towards the celldoor.

"Well, the scientists should be starting their investigation sometime this day, so just be patient."

"Hmpf, if you say so..."

Suddenly, and without warning, the sky lit up as if it was the middle of the day, the atmosphere exposed to a bright blue light, after which it dissapeared just as swiftly as it had appeared. The guards quickly looked at each other with a look of confusion. They were waiting for the obvious rumble of a lightning strike, but much to their surprise, it was never heard. Then, something happened, something that neither of the guards had expected to see: Their prisoner was... smiling.

"Finally! It's about time! Come on, just find the beacon, and then I can finally get out of here!" Eric yelled at the sky trough the tiny window of his cell. Unlike the guards, he knew the exact cause of the flash.

"What in Tartarus is that thing saying now?!" one of the guards said.

"I already told you, I understand it just as good as you do!"

"So, not at all?"

"I thought that was obvious. Anyway, it seems the scientists are here. Look alive!" he said, pointing his hoof in the direction of a small group that was approaching them at a steady pace.

The unicorn that was leading the small entourage of other scientists was the first to speak. "Hello, I am professor Goodall. I'm with the Royal Canterlot Science Department, Anthropomorphism Division. I presume that -this- is the target of our upcoming investigation?"

"Corporal Stormflare, 1st Garrison Division, 5th Regiment, 3rd Division, and yes, this thing over here will be your subject." the guard responded.

"Good to hear. I hope you treated it well?"

"Pfft, yeah right, that darn thing hasn't eaten anything we gave him. I bet he's gonna die of starvation pretty soon!"

"Oh dear, that doesn't sound good! It is imperritive that we find a means to communicate with this creature, in order for us to understand how it got here, and what the thing was that it was found next to."

"You mean the weird metal object where they recovered him?" the guard asked.

"Exactly. Now, let's get our subject over here to our laboratory. I hope that it will consume some of the foods that we have at our disposal there. We wouldn't want it to die, now would we?"

"No, ofcourse not. That would be terrible." A sarcastic response was all that Goodall was going to get out of the Corporal.

"Either way, I suppose the two of you are also tasked with escorting the subject to the lab?"

"Yes, we will prep him for transport immediatly!" the guard said, after which he opened the cell-door. He walked in, and with a fell swoop, he knocked Eric unconcious with the back of his rifle.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Goodall furiously exclaimed, completely put off-guard by the violent handling of her subject.

"Like I said, I'm preparing the prisoner for transport. That thing is known to be dangerous and violent, so this is the only way that we can safely transport it, whether you like it or not."

"You maniac, we could have tried talking to it! Either way, I don't think we'll be needing you help anymore. The subject is OUR problem now. You, are done."

Author's Note

Writer's block is a b*tch. Especially when you are trying to squeeze in some writing-time between studying for tests.

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