Murder I Wrote

Murder I Wrote

Chapter 6

The Mane Six

A/N: Yeah, decided to post in the week. Who knew? Anyways, thanks for reading this. Tell everybrony 'bout it! =]

About two weeks have passed since I’ve been here. We – Dash, Ferrum and I – have been going through a lot of regular routines. We start showering in the morning, which was fairly awkward at first, as I had to shower in the open – I’m fairly reclusive to showering naked, really. Then, we lead off to breakfast, usually Green Grass Apple Slices: grass that’s as green as an emerald, with green apples within them, and some orange juice on the side. Afterwards, we go to this gym-like thing, where many Pegasus and earth ponies go to work out. I tried to work out, but just ended up running on a treadmill, instead.

After all of it, we’d head off for lunch, which was usually hay fries and soda, and then sight-see about the city, looking around at the landmarks and attractions of Ottipaw. Afterwards, we just came home and ate there, mostly taking it upon ourselves to cook whatever (I was surprised to find a kitchen in the damn place).

But, as every day starts, it comes to an end. The nights were a bit different, as I drifted off to sleep, I started to see…weird things. I saw my home, its red brick walls that were surrounded by a shade of green and blue from the grass and sky, and seeing no doors or windows upon it. My parents would stand outside the front of the house, and I would move closer.

As I got closer, I noticed that they were not my parents. I could tell this as my parents faces would start to bleed, and tear away. At that moment, I would wake up to my own scream, every night, finding myself in a cold sweat.

I head outside after waking up on this morning, going near the window. I notice there is actually a balcony at the large window that spans the wall before me, and quietly open the door. It makes a quiet screech, and I trot a few steps outside, looking over the city.

I gaze at the large buildings of Victorian and colonial design and smile, thinking how much it looks like home. I look down to see many ponies still trotting about, happy with their lives. I sigh to myself; as I think of everyone at home, I glance up at the bright, round moon, hanging high in the sky.

The moon emits a faint blue ring around it, within it many light grey splotches upon its perfect, pearl-like surface. Around it are many stars, flaring brightly in the cerulean-blue night sky, making me smile once more.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” I hear a scratchy voice; my ear twitches to aim behind me, and I nod.

“Mmm-hmm,” I respond, knowing it’s Dash.

"I usually come out to look at it, and think about my friends. They’re coming here tomorrow; I think you’ll like them.” I smile, still not looking over at her.

I can feel her eyes pounding against my face. Either a woman thing, or just Dash being Dash, I can tell she was a bit frustrated – along with a grunt elicited from her.

“Something wrong, Flashy?” she asks me, and I nod wordlessly.

“Well, you going to tell me? I’d like to help.” I sigh as she asks, but feel a bit of her sentiment.

“I miss everyon--everypony I know. I wish I knew where they are, and wish I could be with them…but I’m stuck here, and can’t do jack about it…” I look over and see she’s still interested, so I press on. “I’m alone here, Dash. Only ones I have are you and Ferrum…but it’s not enough. Not enough to fill the void I feel.” I rear back a bit, on my hind legs, and place my hooves upon the railing of the balcony, looking outwards.

“Well, what would fill the void, ‘Flashy?” I step down as she asks, and turn to her.

This isn’t a good idea, Carl. You have morals. She’s a goddamn horse. Don’t kiss. Don’t kiss. Don—I feel my lips press against Dash’s, and slowly I kiss her as every fibre in my body yells and screams not to do this.

She pushes away and looks at me with confusion, embarrassment, and anger. Congratulations, Carl, you’re a fucking idiot. Told you not to do it. She starts to speak in a bit of a frustrated, but still sentimental tone.

“’Flashy, I’m in love with Ferrum. I can’t cheat on him…I love him so much, he’s my husband. ‘Flashy, you’re great, for the week I’ve seen you, at least. But, you have to understand, I’m not one to be…disloyal. It’s who I am.” She stops, and I nod solemnly.

“Element of Loyalty… mhm… sorry, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that…too many emotions flowing through my head and…it’s hard to handle… I use to take medication for this thing. I’m sorry, Dash.” I turn away, as I see her brow lift in confusion. Probably at me knowing her element, or my meds.

I rest my head upon the railing and sigh, looking over the scenery once more. I smile lightly, but it fades quickly as I hear the scratchy voice pump into my ears once more.

“I know somepony who might help you, though. She’s really great, I think you’d like her. She’s the best-i-est friend I’ve ever had, and she’s wild--the fun kind of wild. She’s coming tomorrow, and she’s single. Maybe you two could get along.” I can’t help but chuckle, knowing she means Pinkie Pie.

“Maybe…I’d like to know her first, and see if she’s…well, a good fit for me. I have standards, you know.” Not for horses, though, God dammit, I speak in my mind upon finishing my sentence.

“I get it. You’ll love her, and she’ll love you, I know it! But, I’m tired. Want to head to bed, now?” I chuckle and she just giggles.

I nod as we both turn, me letting her in the door first before I follow suit. I close the door quietly behind me and head back to the guest room. I lay down on the mattress, thinking about what I did, and about Pinkie Pie.

“I’ll need to re-assess my morals a bit, but…maybe I could kiss a pony…I suppose I’ve already done that, though. But this is a new life, I guess. Maybe.” I quietly turn over in my bed, and smile as I feel my senses shut down for sleep.

*

I wake up to loud noises in the next room. I shoot up and glare at a clock that is hammered into the wall, directing my eyes to the little hand and the big hand.

Twelve forty-six.

I slide out of bed, realizing I’ve slept a lot later than normal, and open the door. I’m greeted by a large group of ponies giggling and talking to Ferrum and Dash. There is an orange one, a white one, a yellow one, a lavender one, and a pink one.

The orange one has a blonde mane and tail that are tied at each end, and wears a Stetson hat upon her head. The white one has a purple, curling mane and tail that fall finely behind her body. The yellow one has a curved, pink mane and tail that fall to the sides of her body. The lavender one has a streak of red and pink within her mane and tail, which falls in a slight arc, mostly. Finally, the pink one has a bouncy – poofy and curly – mane and tail, and is jumping up and down excitedly as she was grins at Ferrum and Dash.

They all bear cutie marks on their flanks, but it is already too obvious that these are the remaining ‘Mane Six’ – five if you exclude Dash, since I’ve already met her – of the show I know and love. I can see they haven’t noticed me yet, so I just stand and listen.

“So, how’s your trip so far, Dashie?” Pinkie Pie asks, still bouncing up and down.

“Perfect. Me and Ferrum are having a blast!” Dash hugs Ferrum tightly, and he just chuckles.

“Oh, my, Dash. Have you and Ferrum had any trouble from ponies around here? I heard Ottipaw was a bit…uhm…dangerous,” Fluttershy says meekly, and I hold in a laugh.

“Nah. Dash and I had no trouble. Besides, I’d protect her.” Ferrum chuckles and a chorus of giggles resonates in the room.

I see Applejack’s head turn to look around the room and her eyes fall onto me. She walks over to me, and I can’t help but back up and hit the door, thinking she’s going to beat me up, or something.

“Well, Ah’ll be. Ya’ll met somepony new, huh?” she calls back to Ferrum and Dash, and I just smile, nervously.

“Howdy there, pardner. Ah’m Applejack.” She nods her Stetson at me. “You?”

“Shadowflash,” I say after a quick cough to clear my throat. “I’m Shadowflash. It’s nice to meet you, Applejack.” I continue to smile, and see that the group is now enclosed around me; I hear Pinkie’s infamous gasp.

“Oh! You met somepony new?! I gotta’ throw a paaaaaaa-arrrrr-tay!” I see her jumping up and down and I can’t help but laugh.

“Yeah, he’s pretty cool. Ferrum brought him over, and we let him stay a bit. Why not introduce yourselves, girls?” Dash offers and everypony starts to speak up.

“I’m Twilight Sparkle.”

“Rarity, it’s a pleasure.”

“Pinkie Pie: party thrower extraordinaire!”

“Fluttershy…uhm…n-nice to meet you…”

I smile and shake their hooves, although it feels like I’m pushing a palm on a wall, to be honest. Rarity compliments me on being ‘such a gentlecolt’, and I can’t help but smile. I knew Fluttershy was shy from the start, but she clearly knows how to warm up to a new friend.

After the quick meet ‘n’ greet, we decide to sit down and talk about things. I mostly listen and offere my opinion on things every now and then. Most of the things I withhold on, such as Princess Celestia and the like. Letting them know I knew about her would be odd, and out of place, so I make sure to keep my mouth shut.

It turns out to be a great afternoon. As the group is deciding to ready for some ‘dinner/lunch’ kind of thing, Dash pulls me off to the side. Her hoof points over at Pinkie Pie, who seems remarkably calm at the moment, and smiles to me.

“Well, tonight, I’ll set it up so you two could talk alone, if you’d like.” I feel heat rise to my face, and I laugh nervously.

“Dash-...I-I mean…I’d like to get to know her and your friends first before I make a move…I know you like it fast, but I like things a little more slow…y’know?” I see her nod, and she laughs lightly.

“I’m just joking around. Holler at me if you want me to, though.” I nod and sigh to myself as she walks away.

If there really is a God…thanks for putting me here, I think…I guess it’ll be alright…maybe.