Author's Note

will be shortening 'The mysterious stallion' to TMS, it is just easier for me.

Chapter 2

"Oh my!" Diamond fake gasped, "When did a manehattan sugar mill relocate to ponyville?" They circled her like sharks, making sure she could not escape her torment. "Yeah Diamond, I don't think fancy machines belong in our quiet small town!" Entitled priss oozed from every word that came from their gullets. Sweetie felt the schoolyard becoming small around her, and that was just what diamond wanted. "Especially when Cutie marks don't come on metal!" Diamond sneered, "And that means you will be a blank flank, forever!" Despite the fact that Sweetie had heard variants of these exact same words before, they still stung more than ever, because this time they were right, before she knew that her mark would come eventually, whether through crusading or accident. This time Diamond was right: a cutie mark would never appear on her aluminum flanks. And that fact hurt more than anything Diamond could say in an alicorn's lifetime.

"Hey! That's not nice!" A high pitched voice with a southern twang came from the schoolyard. "So, blank flanks, are you really going to take the side of this industrial hammer mill over flesh and blood?" A confused Diamond glanced at silverspoon, "What is a hammer mill?" Silver Spoons eyebrows raised for a second, "A hammer mill is a mill whose purpose is to crush aggregate materials into smaller pieces, and have multiple industrial uses." A good five seconds of pure silence occurred while Dimond gave a 'are you serious' glare to Silverspoon. "what? Just because we are bullies does not mean we don't have to pass our classes or be well educated." Diamond sighed. "You really need to read that 'tormentors life' handbook I gave you"

At this point The bell rang and Sweetie Ran inside.

With her socal rescue by her friends, Sweetie felt better throughout the lesson, not because the lessons was any good; However being an android does have it's advantages, this included recording, replaying, and transferring both in and out of her internal system via a usb cable. The consequences of this was she did not have to listen to boring parts of lessons, she could simply record such parts and listen to them later.

However when Cheerly announced lunchtime, things got melancholy again, as although she could digest most pony foods (as well as meat, but she tried to forget about that) However this did not mean that she could taste anything. this made eating a necessary chore rather than a enjoyable activity. TMS said he was working on a way for her to taste and smell, but the process of making the components required 'precision beyond imagination' and 'numerous and rare materials' so this was unlikely to happen for a long time. her thoughts were interrupted by miss cheerilee's announcement that lunchtime was over and recess could begin, all those that wanted to run outside did. Sweetie however, did not want to go outside. No would want to play against her, due to the immense power that she held, nuclear powered hydraulic actuators could outmove any muscle, and a brain assisted a CPU chip paired with full spectrum camera eyes could win any card game. Sweetie passed the time by reviewing the recorded lessons.

After recess, the parents of the various foals coming to walk them home. Rarity was most likely working on the backlog of dresses that had built up with her morning hangovers. So Sweetie was forced to run home herself. Running helped with making her feel better, as she could the walls of eyes that would form around her.

Once back at the boutique, a familiar sight greeted her; a metal cart with fuel cells on the bottom shelf, leading to voltage regulators mounted on the middle shelf, all leading to a surface cart covered in a mix of wires, a metal box, and 2 tv screens all wired together. "Aww, here she is the star of the show, Sweetie bot!" sweetie rolled her eyes, TMS had given it to her almost as soon as she had been activated, and at this point it had gotten old. "Anyways, got any issues that have been going on? magic issues? power loss?" Sweetie stopped to consider for a moment. "Well, I have been hearing some buzzing.." She was going to say more, however TMS had already plopped her down on a stool and had plugged a usb cable into her back. Sweetie always winced when that happened, even though she was not in any danger. "So, been able to cast magic yet?" Sweetie shook her head, even though her horn was functional, she had neglected using it. "Really? I mean come on! I went through the trouble of grafting a chunk of bone skull onto a titanium skull, do you realise how hard that is? Can you say ungrateful?" his glare mader her lower her head in guilt, when suddenly his frown turned into a smile. "Naw, I'm just messin with ya, it was easy as pie! you can take all the time you want."

Tms reached into the mess of wires and pushed a hidden button, fans mounted somewhere started spinning, and the screens lit up with a mess of text, "CMOS battery error? I fixed that, like a year ago!" TMS grumbled. A key was pressed and the text went away, replaced by a black screen, then out of the black an unrecognisable symbol appeared.

TMS had noticed Sweetie glancing at the screens, so he rotated them away from her sightline. "That should fix it. let me send the update to the linux kernel" The buzzing stopped, for Sweetie this was a big relief, it had been bugging her all day.

"What about the bullies?" TMS said. "How did you know" A look of shock spread upon her features. "Well I went to school, I know there are always bullies; I also know one trick that will eventually make them go away," Sweetie nodded, desperate for a solution. "Well it's more of a mindset than anything, the trick is to not care what they say."
"I think I will try that" She smiled.