Chuck Baleigh Goes to Ponyville (Read: "Mistake")

The sun pierced Chuck's gaze as he looked out the window of his cell. It was around 10:00, according to Chuck's watch. When would the omega bitch and her little purple ass-kisser get here? Would they even come back? Chuck hoped at least one of them did. He needed something to shoot, after all.

Chuck pulled out his revolver from his pocket. How many bullets were left? He broke the gun open and counted: 2, and he had no extra ammo. One bullet for each of the horses. He'd have to make these shots count.

The door to the cell block opened. Chuck quickly put away his gun, not wanting anyone to take away his only defense against anything for the moment (seriously, why didn't they take this thing off of him, anyways?). A horse in gold armor with wings stopped in front of Chuck's cell and opened it.

"Your court session is scheduled to start in 10 minutes at the local courthouse. Come with me," the horse said to him.

"SUCK MY COCK." Chuck replied.

It was then that another horse in gold armor came around, except this one had a horn like the grape. It began glowing, and Chuck could feel himself levitate off of the ground.

"HOLY FUCKING CHRIST, WHAT IS HAPPENING?"

The guard horses ignored him and began to leave the cell, the one with the horn bringing Chuck along. They exited the cell block, and then the jail house, Chuck floating along behind them. As they moved towards the court house, Chuck could see other horses looking at him with either fear or hatred, mainly the latter. Chuck only chuckled to himself. It was their fault for not buying his stuff off the bat. They should be hating themselves more than they did him.

In a matter of a few minutes, the two horses and Chuck reached the courthouse. The three entered the building (one of them unwillingly) and made their way to the court room. All the horses in the room looked to Chuck with disgust as the guard horses put him on the defendant's booth.

"FUCKIN' HORSES. I WANT A LAWYER."

"Mr. Baleigh," the judge horse began, "Rest assured that we had given you ample opportunity to have hired a lawyer by now. You didn't take the chance, so you'll have to go without."

"AMPLE OPPORTUNITY? I WAS ROTTING IN A GODDAMN JAIL CELL-"

"And you could have asked in that time for a lawyer." The judge cut Chuck off, owning him.

Chuck, with a hurt ego, considered shooting this horse instead of the omega bitch or the grape. He reached into his pocket for his gun, but found it was missing. He looked behind him to see that one of the guard horses were carrying it. They must have taken it when Chuck wasn't paying attention. Stupid horses.

Chuck looked around the room to see if there was anything he could use as an improvised weapon. As he did, he noticed a particular horse in the jury. The grape. And judging by her expression, she was eager to see Chuck lose in court and get what was coming to him.

Well, Chuck's chances certainly weren't looking good. All the horses hated him, he had no way of defending himself, and now he was going to have to spend a day in court for once in his life. So much for his record. Could anything happen to change this unfortunate turn of events?

Court began, and Chuck braced for the worst.

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Chuck was pretty sure court didn't work like this. He was being executed after about a two hour trial in which all the horses stacked up all the shit he did yesterday against him, and then watched it collapse on him. He was sentenced to execution (harsh, by the way) and it was to take place today. Not publicly, however. Though the ponies are happy he's going to die, they don't really want to see him die.

The guards escorted Chuck down a hall deep in the Canterlot castle. It was only a few minutes ago that Chuck saw the omega bitch again. She said something like "You have made the foolish choice of committing heinous acts" or some shit like that. Chuck wasn't listening. He was only focused on how he didn't have his revolver anymore. He loved that thing so much, and now it was gone, their 20 year relationship put to an end by some stupid horses.

The horses and Chuck reached a dank room, where another horse, this one burly and wearing a black mask, awaited them. The executioner horse held a large axe with some kind of levitating shit that didn't make sense, and it looked like it came from his horn. The horse looked eager to end Chuck's life, as the axe looked like it was being handled by an excited child that just bought Chuck's "Make-Your-Own-Dynamite Kit".

Chuck was still sure this wasn't how court worked.

The guard horses made Chuck kneel down next to a slab of stone, and set Chuck's head onto the stone. Welp, looks like this was it. The horse with the black mask readied the axe, his horn still glowing. ...wait. That horn. It looked like it held the giant axe. Chuck's feet were free, so maybe he could kick the horn and run off. Of course, it'd be a one in a million chance that this would work, so Chuck made sure not to get his hopes up.

The horse steadied the axe, brought it over his head, and swung.

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Kick: A.

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Get too caught up in the scene and not realize there was a quick-time event.