"Oh! H-hello?"

"Hello...

"Huh~~ Who are you?"

"This Units name is 6rU1oS."

"Unit?"

"Correct. Unit 6rU1oS is a model 9 M.E.R.P.S."

"And why are you here at the school?"

"Unit is here to Ensconce itself."

".......what?"

"Cache itself. Unit is not appropriate to regular pony speaking."

"Hide?"

"Correct, Miss Cheerilee."

Miss Cheerilee, who in better terms, is confused. I bet she's thinking, 'Why in Equestria is there a robot standing right infront of me?' I was getting into the persona of a robot pretty well, though later on, I know I will start groaning. It will be tough. Anyway yeah, 6rU1oS, or for simpler english, Grutos, 'is' a 'robot'.

"Unit has chosen here to hide. For the immediate time being."

"Oh w-well, sure I-I-I guess." Cheerilee said. "Class is about to start soon, so please, have a seat."

"Acknowledge. Miss Cheerilee." I went over to a random seat and sat down. And after minutes of staring off, the bell rang indicating that class has finally begun. The fillies and colts were all having a wonderful time talking to one another. All until they saw a colt, mostly looks like he's covered in dirt, and in the places he's not, three different colors are found, Orange, Black, and Brown. They all filled into their seats waiting for Cheerilee to explain why there is a colt that looks like they rolled in the dirt and was painted with bland colors. "Umm ok students, sit down, we have a new, 'student' today. Please, introduce yourself to the class."

"Hello, the unit's serial name is 6rU1oS, model 9 system."

Everypony looked at me in either fear, awe, or both.

"6rU1oS is pleased to be here, though I already know most things already, 6rU1oS will stay."
"Yes well," Cheerilee said, clearly not knowing how to react, "let's just get this over with."

It was now recease. And the Crusaders came up to me, "Oh he-hello? Grutos? was is it?"

I look around for anypony who might be listening, "Girls, it's me, Harbringer."

"Harbringer!?"

"Shhhh. Not so loud."

"Harbinger?" Apple Bloom whispered, "Why are you pretending to be a robot?"

"Well, the 'Main 6' blasted me with the Elements because of my involvement with the Changelings, and now, i'm hiding from them."

"What did you do?" a pony, who is not Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, or Scootaloo asked.

'Oh by the love of...!' I swore inwardly. And of course, behind me, was a large group of fillies and colts standinding behind me, staring at me with their two large eyes. ”Why is it every time I try to say something to somepony discreetly, there is a large crowd behind me?” They continued to stare expectantly, *sigh* “Fine. Do you know the attack in Canterlot the other day?"

“Who doesn’t?” Asked Cheerilee who was also in the crowd, “it was front page news.”

”Well, I tried helping Chrysalis, who was the attacker, because of the low amounts of ‘dark magic’ coursing through me, but anyway yeah, Chrysalis said I helped, though she did nothing I told her to do, and when me and the Elements got here, Twilight brought me to her tree house and got the others to use the elements on me.”

“If you have ‘dark magic’ in you,” a pony in the crowd asked, “how are you still here?”

I paled, ”Oh huh~~ the dark was a small enough amount?” *shrug*

Only few ponies seemed to accept that.

*Shrugs*

Cheerilee facehoofed. "Just..... don't do anything that will require them to use them again?"

"Acknowledge Miss Cheerilee." *Smirk*

After the many hours of school, it was finally time to leave.

"So uhhh... Harbringer....?" Apple Bloom asked, "ummm do you want us to keep calling you Harbringer or Grutos?"

"6rU1oS. I am hiding as this, so call me that."

"Oh ok." replied Sweetie Belle. "Do you, still want to come to the clubhouse with us?"

"Hmmm... 'Chance Of Being Discovered By Applejack-High. She Might Ask If I Am Seen.' Sure."

"Uhh, if ya don't want to come, we won't force ya." Apple Bloom said worryingly.

"No no. It's good. Really."

"Hmmm... ok, fine." Said Apple Bloom. We headed over to Apple Acres and in 4 minutes, we were at the entrance.

“Heya Mac!” Apple said to the big pony himself.

“Eeyup.”

“Do ya know where AJ is?”

“Eenope.”

“Darn,” Apple Bloom said, “C’mon Grutos. This way!”

”Affirmative.”

As we began to trudge along to the clubhouse, I noticed Big Mac standing there confusedly. Meh. not anything I care about.

Anyway, when we arrived at the club house, Bloom pulled the string connected to the stairway and it lowered to the ground. We walked in the the building and the girls sat on the cushions in front of the potium at the back.

“So, Harbringer?” Bloom asked, being the first one to sit, “Why do ya... look like tat?” The other two then sat down next to her.

”Well... tl;dr, Twilight shot me with a rainbow after we came home to try and rid me of my 'dark' magic, and instead of me turning to stone, being sent to the moon, or actually working, it basically destroyed my body."

"Destroyed? How much dark magic was in you?" Scootaloo asked qualmly. I shrug. "I don't think it's a good thing to have."

"Do not worry little Scoots, I am not a bad pony. Only a little mischievous thanks to dear old mom and dad."

"That's comforting," one of them whispered.

"Indeed it is. Anyway... why did you bring me here other then to get me to explain why I am now a robot?"

"Well..." Bloom said, "If ya are really a robot now, can ya do robot things!?"

"Heheh.... Unit can do many things. Model 9's are equip with many newer systems than the model 8's."

"I think that's a given." Sweetie stated. "You say you are a model 9 in.... what was it again?"

"Unit 6rU1oS is a model 9 M.E.R.P.S. System."

"Yeah... that," Sweetie said hesitantly, "is that actually a thing? Or something you just made up?"

"Unit positive it's a thing for this unit's not the only one."

"There's more?!" they asked.

"Indeed. As a model 9, this unit can scan for other M.E.R.P.S. systems in the immediate area."

"Is, is there one near here? Besides you?" Sweetie asked, if somewhat nervous.

"......... Indeed. "

"What!?" They yelled. "Where?"

"Other than Unit, there's an experimental unit 7 right here in this room with us."

"That can't be." Bloom spoke, "If anyone of us was a robot, we would know. R-right?"

"Negative. The experimental model 7s were made to fit in with ponies. Made to look, act, grow, use magic/fly with wings/tend to the planet, and even have foals. A few of its kind system."

"But... who...?" Bloom questioned, looking at her friends.

"Do you want Unit to tell you? The pony might not want to know."

"Tell us. Please."

*sigh* "Ok then." I lit my horn, it's glow swallowing Sweetie in its brownish black hue. In the matter of one nano second, the 'fur' on Sweetie's body shifted rapidly in a metal looking surface.

"Wait what?! Why me!" said the newly undisguised robot.

"Congratulations Miss. Belle. You are one of the only model 7s that were made."

"Please, tell me this is some kind of joke." she desperately said.

"Afraid not Miss. Belle. Unit did speak that the pony might not want to know."

"But...but..."

Author's Note

Unit 6rU1oS, a model 9 in the M.E.R.P.S system... all seems well, but... he does seem strange...