Hunter Grey struggled to keep sight of his friend Lyra as she lead him around Ponyville. He knew she was taking him somewhere, but where that somewhere was, he had no idea. He made a left turn and saw Sugarcube Cornor in front of him, but no sighn of Lyra.
“Um, Lyra? Where’d you go?”he asked, waiting for a response to be heard. However, he only heard the distent chirps of birds and felt the cool air blowing against his face. Letting out a defeated sigh, he pulled out his phone from his pocket, and began dialing a number. Pressing the phone to his ear, he waited for the other line to answer.
“C;mon, c;mon, c;mon.” After a few seconds, there was the sound of wind, followed by a voice.
“You got lost again, didn’t you?” Lyra asked from the other end. He gave a grimace at her question, but answered with an affirmative.
“Yeah, sorry.” There was a heavy sigh, followed by Lyra saying something about him getting lost again.
“Cut!”
Hunter gave a wince at the man’s voice, and turned his head over his shoulder to see a large film crew holding a dozen microphones, cameras, and a bunch of other things Hunter couldn’t really put a name for. He watched as the director facepalmed and groaned as he rubbed his forehead.
“Hunter,” the man sighed. “Why did you take out your phone, when you’re not suppose to have it on set in the first place.”
“Um, I forgot?” he offered with a weak grin. The director gave another sigh as he set down a small stack of papers on a white plastic table next to him.
“Guys, take a break, we’ll meet back up here in an hour.” Hunter mentally kicked himself as the group of humans and ponies began putting away their equipment and heading to do something around the studio. He sighed as he walked over towards the older man.
“Mr. Page, I’m sorry. I’ll try and do better next time.” Blank Page gave a soft frown as he looked down at the younger man.
“It’s alright Hunter. Truth is I’m having difficulty with the next scene.” That made Hunter raise a brow.
“Really, like what?” Blank simply shook his head as he got up from his chair.
“Don’t worry about it. Now why don’t you go and head into your trailer with your friends, alright?” He gave a nod and began to make his way through the many rows of trailers that stood to the side of the makeshift Ponyville, passing a few of his crew mates and giving them a nod or a simple hello.
He eventually made it to his trailer and headed inside.
“You actually called me?” Lyra asked from the couch, sipping a coke as she watched the human open the mini fridge and pulled out a Pepsi.
“Hey, I forgot my lines, not to mention you’re a hell of a lot more faster then me,” he countered.
“I’m just surprised you didn’t get caught with it,” Twilight said, her voice modified with the changeling queen look she was currently using. The young man could only give a sheepish grin as he sat between the two ponies.
“Blame my mom, she thought it would be a good idea for me to carry an extra just in case. Oh, and how’s the Queen of the hive sequel going?” Twilight gave a shrug as she sighed.
“Well, we got to the scene after the Ponyville attack, but Tom’s putting a hold on it for now. Which means I have more time to finish Little Choices with Rainbow.”
“Speaking of which,” Lyra muttered as she stared out of one of the open windows near the door.
“Oh screw you!” Rainbow called as she flew into the trailer, and was quickly followed by Celestia.
“Rainbow, I was just joking,” she said. The three friends could only sit and watch as the two went off on one another, completely confused on what had gotten them so riled up in the first place.
“Oh that’s a complete pile of bull,”” she retorted, dropping a small pile of scripts that were clearly ment for the little choices series.
“When Twilight’s line came up as, and I quote, “that’s mine,” in that scene, doesn’t mean we’re sisters!” Celestia frowned as she stared down at the piece of paper.
“Well, if you so recall, Toneshift’s original idea was that the two of you would be surrogate sisters.”
“Yeah, that was his ORIGINAL idea, but he went with the whole dating concept instead. And how’d you get that in the first place?” Celestia cleared her throat as she tried to hide a nervous expression. Rainbow gave a sigh as she placed a hoof on her forehead. “You went into his office again, didn’t you?”
“Perhaps,” she said sheepishly. Hunter couldn’t hold back a snort of laughter to escape his mouth as he opened his drink.
“Wow, you actually got into his office this time?” Twilight asked, clearly impressed with her teacher. Celestia gave a small smile towards the changeling queen.
“Yes, but it costed me over twenty broken Bobby pins, sixteen screwdrivers, and eight empty blowtorches just to get this,” she said, gesturing with a hoof towards the pile of papers.
“Lucky,” Hunter muttered as he took a sip of his soda. “Everytime I get ten feet from Blankpage’s office, I’m always looking down the barrel of six sniper rifles with laser pointers aimed at my face. He woun’t even tell me the name of the voice that’s in my head.”
“Wait, doesn’t Toneshift do the voice of him?” Lyra asked. Hunter gave a nod.
“Yeah, but I don’t even think he knows the suckers name. That or he’s not telling me a damn thing.” The five all jumped in surprise as the trailer door suddenly bursted open, and watched a blood covered Sweetie Belle walk into the room with an annoyed look on her face.
“Whoa,” Rainbow said, her eyes wide in horror. “What hell were you dragged out of?”
“A hell called the Belles of war,” the filly grumbled, levitating out a bottle of apple soda from the fridge. “I swear this is his fourth or fifth time rewriting the first episode, and he can’t make up his mind on weather the prisoner should be either shot or get his throat slit open.”
“Ooh, he’s still on that?” Lyra asked. Sweetie sighed as she took a seat beside Twilight.
“Yeah, it kinda sucks to be honest,” she said, opening her drink and taking a swig. “You guys are lucky cause you’re either on your second or third season.”
“Yeah, but it took the original series to be taken down and sent right back up six years later,” Hunter sighed, placing his drink on the wooden coffee table in front of them.
“You look pretty young for a twenty four year old,” Lyra noted. Hunter could only give a grin and a slight shrug.
“Hey, if that one guy who plays Spider-Man can play a sixteen year old Peter Parker, why can’t I play an eighteen year old of myself?”
“Don’t forget that I did help with magically altering your hight,” Twilight said.
“Yeah, but I’m starting to hate magic, no offense, Twi, but ever since you did that paralyzing spell on me when we did the from hunter to shepherd episode way back in season one, I’ve been kinda nervous on the spells you put on me when we shoot.”
“Why’s that, Hunter?” Celestia asked, taking out a bottle of wine from one of the cabinets. Hunter waved a hand in dismissal as he answered.
“It’s nothing bad, really. Just can’t move my pinky toe that much.”
“Shouldn’t you see a doctor about that?” Rainbow asked.
“Nah, I’ll be fine, but what I’m wondering is how Twilight knows all about her show instead of us?” All eyes were now fixed to the changeling queen, who simply frowned and glared at her friends.
“What? I don’t know everything, for what I know I’m just as left in the dark as all of you,” she huffed.
“Oh yeah, then how did you know about the drinking scene between your mom, Luna and Celestia, hmm?”
“I’m there when their filming, Rainbow!” Twilight exclaimed. “My show revolves around a ton of characters. Your shows mainly involve you guys.”
“Well that’s not fare,” Sweetie muttered. Hunter gave her a nudge in the ribs with his elbow.
“Hey, why don’t we try and get into Hatfield’s office. I’m sure he doesn’t have the fucked up kind of security everyone else has.”
“I wouldn’t get too hopeful. I heard Blank, Tone, and Tom helped him bump it up to some rediculas levels.”
“And the fact he can barely see and get through all that kinda scares me,” Rainbow pointed out. Hunter gave a shrug as he and Sweetie got up from the couch, and headed for the door.
“Worth it, besides, I heard some rumors that he’s going to make all of you guys fucking gods in another project.” That got everyone’s attention.
“Really?” Lyra asked with a grin. Hunter could only give a shrug.
“Don’t know, but that’s why I’m going to find out.”
“If it’s worth being shot, boiled, or even getting into another fight with that stupid robot, sighn me up,” Rainbow said, flying out the window. Twilight, Lyra and Celestia gave shrugs as they all followed the two out of the trailer.
“Hey Twilight, think it’s possible for Hunter to get a crossover with one of us? Like when you and Rainbow switched places,” Lyra asked, nudging her friend in the ribs. Twilight bit her bottom lip as she thought.
“It’s possible, but the likelihood of it actually happening? that’s very doubtful. Besides, what kind of crazy shenanigans would he get himself into in the first place?”
Author's Note
Stories. Change, queen of the hive. By Tom117z. https://www.fimfiction.net/story/319895/change-queen-of-the-hive
Human nature. By Blankpage. https://www.fimfiction.net/story/48941/human-nature
Little choices. By Toneshift, also known as Skijarama. https://www.fimfiction.net/story/396021/little-choices
The Belles of war. By Hatfield123