The Four Humans of Chaos

London, early morning

The morning sun rose into the sky signaling the start of a new day. A scream was heard in the home Theo lived in. “AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!! I DON'T CARE IF YOU'RE MADE OF CHOCOLATE I'M NOT EATING YOUR POOP!!!” Theo screamed from the dream. He looked around and saw he was in his room, he sighed in relief. “Oh good it was just a dream.” The realization struck him when he realized he was back in his room and when he looked at the reflection in his mirror, he was human again. “Nooooooooo, it was all a dream.”

He heard a tiny yawn. He looked to his night stand and found Alice sleeping in a piece of his wool. Another realization hit him. He snapped his fingers and he summoned a toy soldier. “ALRIGHT, LAST NIGHT WASN'T A DREAM!! WOOOHOOO!!” He jumped up and cheered with joy. His constant outbursts woke up Alice who was not happy with all the noise. “This means I don't have to live a miserable life anymore and I can live how I want!” He laughed happily. His loud cheering was the last straw for Alice and she dug into the wool and pulled out a metal baseball bat and prepared to swing at her owner.

Theo yawned as he still felt the grogginess of sleep. “Still really tired though, I think I'll sleep more.” He slipped back into his bed and was fast asleep again. Alice sighed, putting away the bat and going back to sleep.

After getting enough sleep, the duo were re-energized and ready for the day. “Good morning world.” Theo turned to his pet who was munching on some grapes for breakfast. He went to the bathroom, brushed his teeth, and headed downstairs. As he walked to the kitchen, he already felt the knife cutting tension in the air. His foster father was in the living room watching TV with beer and a scowl on his face. His foster mother was furiously chopping carrots leaving marks on the cutting board while also scowling.

It was clear to Theo that whatever conversation they had it was unpleasant like aways. He decided to quietly go back to his room and eat breakfast there instead. After eating a stack of pancakes and bacon, he got dressed in his usual clothes, put on his necklace, grabbed his backpack, placed Alice in his shirt pocket, and headed for the door. Before he left he thought of something. He looked at a vase of flowers and had an idea. He snapped his fingers and pink flowers appeared in the vase. It slowly sprayed a pink aroma. Theo left the house hoping something good will happen.

On his way to school he noticed people around him talking about the night before. Apparently people had witnessed a giant head of a strange creature made of stars, but Theo knew who they were talking about. As he was walking he spotted two boys who were in the same school as him talking to each other.

“Hey, did you hear about Ed ?” The boy with glasses asked.

“No, what happened?” The boy with braces in his teeth.

“I heard Ed went to the hospital for ant bites all over his crotch.”

“Whoa really? What did he do, kick an ant hill?”

“He keeps saying that a jar of ants came from nowhere and was dumped into his pants.”

“Whaaat no way that's true.”

“That's what I said, but at least he got what he deserved. I mean he and Butch were nothing but complete jerks.”

“I know what you mean, I still have bruises where I got punched.”

Theo couldn't help but chuckle, it was nice knowing karma came to those two jerkheads in the form of himself. At the school entrance, students entered the school heading for class. Theo made it to his classroom and walked to his desk, which he noticed was scribbled with words like loser, Theodork, nerd, and other inappropriate drawings. He narrowed his eyes and heard snickering. He looked back to see Butch looking at him with a grin.

Theo sighed and just sat down. When no one was watching, Theo quietly snapped his fingers and his desk was completely clean. He heard Butch shout out loud when his desk suddenly scribbled with words like fatty, oversized pig, smelly, and a picture of him as a pig. The sight caught the attention of other students who started laughing at Butch's desk. Butch growled in anger at the laughing students making them stop.

The teacher walked into the classroom room and everyone got to their seats. Butch was still fuming with what just happened, Theo just smirked at his reaction. During class the teacher talked about England's history which Theo didn't like. He felt something hit him in the back and he knew what it was, Butch was firing spitballs at him. When Butch fired another one it stopped mid-flight. He was confused, then all the spitballs floated off Theo and shot towards him all at once.

Butch screamed and flailed as he fell out of his seat causing attention to fall on him. Everyone laughed as Butch was on the floor, face covered with his own spitballs. The teacher admonished Butch for disrupting class. Butch wiped his face and returned to his seat, his face showing a hint of anger. Theo smiled.

After a few hours it was time for lunch. Theo sat at the far end of a table and began eating. As he was eating he saw Butch harassing other students for lunch money. Butch then spotted Theo sitting alone and he walked towards him. Theo, not having any of it, snapped his fingers from under the table and the floor under Butch turned slippery. When he slipped and fell, his large size caused a table to shake and a milk carton that was “coincidentally” placed tipped over and spilled all over Butch.

The students laughed while Theo had a smug expression. Butch noticed this and he gritted his teeth in fury as he left the cafeteria with a red face. “Not so funny when you're the one getting hurt, is it?” Theo asked in his thoughts. He resumed eating his lunch.

After a long day, the school bell rang and it was time for everyone to go home. The clouds above were dark and it looked like it was going to rain. A few students had brought umbrellas while others had to run home. Theo wasn't worried as he could make the rain not happen or keep himself from getting wet, but he decided not to draw unwanted attention to himself and opted to run home.

On his way he decided to take a shortcut in an alleyway. On the other side he bumped into something and fell down. When looked he saw it was Butch staring down at him. A smile spread across his face. “Well, well, well, looks like the nerd wants a pounding.” He cracked his knuckles. “I don't know how all the crap happened at school, but I'm feeling really pissed about it and I need some stress relief.” He walked to Theo, who crawled away from fear. Then Theo remembered he was no longer the weak loser he was.

Feeling a wave of confidence, Theo stood up and stared down at his tormentor. “Oh what, you got something to say Theodork?” Butch asked mockingly, not aware of the impending danger.

“Just a few.” Theo said with a devilish grin. He raised his fingers behind his back. I'm going to enjoy this.” He whispered before snapping his fingers. A bucket fell on Butch's head, obscuring his vision.

“Hey what the…!?” Butch exclaimed. He took the bucket off and found that Theo was nowhere to be seen. He felt a tap from behind and he turned around only to be punched in the face staggering him back. He held his nose which was now bleeding. “You're so dead you……” His voice died down when he saw what was floating in front of him.

To him it was some kind of Frankenstein sheep monster with different animal parts smiling menacingly at him with a boxing glove in its right arm. “Hey there fat boy.” It spoke. Butch screamed and tried to run, but a rat tail wrapped around him and pulled him back to the monster. “Hey now, don't you know how to greet a new friend?” It asked.

Butch sweated from fear and stammered trying to act tough. “W-who do you t-think you are… um… freak…?”

“Don't be afraid, I'm not going to hurt you anymore, I promise.” Mischief “reassured”.

“Really…?” Butch asked, hopeful but also doubtful.

“Yup.” He smiled. “You seem pretty nice so I want to be your friend.” Butch couldn't shake the feeling this happened before. His thoughts were interrupted when he was slapped hard across the face. “Oh sorry there was a fly on your face, so I had to smack it.” He smiled again but it wasn't sincere. Butch was sure whatever this thing was, it was NOT here for friends. He then felt more pain as Mischief kicked him hard in the gut causing Butch to crash into a dumpster.

“Whoops sorry.” Mischief pretended to apologize. “Don't know what came over me. Here let me help you.” He floated over to Butch. Butch, now fearful, crawled away from the approaching Mischief.

“S-STAY AWAY FROM ME!!” Butch shouted, tears starting to fall from his eyes. He got up and ran. He spotted people walking past the alleyway. “HELP SOMEONE, THERE'S A MONSTER, SOMEONE PLEASE!!” He shouted desperately, yet no one even paid attention. What's more is it didn't look like he was even getting closer.

“What's the matter? I thought I was your friend.” Mischief said, his green and blue eyes beginning to glow. He snapped his mole claws and the hands grew out from the walls immobilizing Butch. “You know I do to friends who are being disrespectful?” Mischief cracked his mismatched knuckles. “I punish them.” That was when Butch remembered, those were the same words he said to Theo when they first met before he started beating him up.

“No… wait please… I'm sorry, I'll be good…” Butch desperately pleaded. However his pleas fell on deaf ears when he received a hard punch to the face once again. Mischief wasn't going to let him off that easy, not yet.

Another punch. Mischief remembered all the beatings from the first encounter, it still hurt. A punch to the side. He remembered being forced to eat rotten food from the ground while his tormentors laughed in cruel amusement. He pulled out a rotten tomato from his wool and forcibly shoved it down Butch's throat, making him swallow. He snapped his mole claws and the wall arm vanished causing Butch fall face first.

Butch looked up, face bruised and bloody, eyes of fear and tears, and Mischief stood there, his eyes narrowed and a frown on his face. He immediately threw up the rotten tomato along with his lunch. “Listen.” Mischief spoke up, his tone low. “If there's one thing I've grown to hate, it's bullying.” Rain started to fall and an umbrella shot up from Mischief's wool and it opened. “And if I ever find out you're still bullying others, I will find you, drag you back to this place and give you an even more painful thrashing. GOT IT!!?”

Butch whimpered and nodded quickly. “Good. Now get out of here.” Mischief ordered. Butch wasted no time and ran as fast as he could crying for his mom. When he was gone, Mischief took a long breath and sighed. “Wooo boy, that… felt good.” With the pain in his heart finally gone, he proceeded to return to his human form, umbrella still present, and continued his walk back home.

Upon returning home he noticed a change in the atmosphere in the house. For starters he sees his foster parents at the table and having a calm discussion.

“I want to apologize for spending the money on my gambling problem and yelling at you like that. I was getting too greedy for my own good.” Mr Campbell said.

“I'm glad you finally admitted you have a problem. But now we can't afford to pay this month's bill.” Mrs Campbell said.

“I know, that's why I'm planning to sell some of my old things at the pawn shop tomorrow and I'm going to start finding a job. That way we can both be able to pitch in the bills. No more sitting at the house all day.”

Mrs Campbell smiled. “That's very noble of you to do hunny.”

Theo just stood there, mouth agape. “No way.” He turned to look at the pink flowers. “It actually worked.”

The adults noticed Theo standing there. “Oh Theo welcome home, you're mother and I were talking and we decided things in this house are going to change for the better.” Mr Campbell said.

“Your father is right.” Mrs Campbell said. “And we also think once summer vacation comes we can all go to the new amusement park downtown.”

Theo perked up, his eyes shining. “Really?”

“Well not at least we get the money for it.” Mr Campbell said, scratching the back of his head. “But it's a promise.”

Theo nodded and told them he was going upstairs to finish up his homework assignments. Upon entering his room, he lay on the bed sighing happily. His mousey friend poked her head out of his shirt pocket. “This is amazing, I've finally gotten out of that forsaken hole that is this life.”

*squeak, squeak, squeak*

“Why didn't I just leave this world behind?” Theo translated the question his pet asked. “Weeeeell that definitely was an option, but AL told us we should go back to our homes. And while I really want to forget this place, I got to thinking. If I can make it at least ok to live in then I don't mind staying here. At least until I'm old enough to move out is when we'll leave.”

Alice just shrugged. “Now then let's go have some fun.” Mischief snapped his fingers and a green crayon appeared. He drew a swirl on the wall, the swirl spun around rapidly becoming a portal. “Adventure!” He shouted and was about to jump through when Alice stopped him.

*squeak, chitter, chitter*

“Oh right, homework and not drawing suspicion from my parents.” He pondered what to do, then he got an answer. He grabbed his hair with both hands and began pulling. The action confused Alice. The confusion turned into horror when Theo started ripping apart until he was split in half. The two halves immediately grew their other halves back resulting in having two Theos.

“Alright me, you know what to do.” The other Theo saluted and went to work to start the homework. The original turned to the portal. “As I was saying, adventure!!” He shouted once again before jumping into the portal to Equestria.

~~~

Ponyville

The sun had just set under the horizon giving way to night. Unfortunately the night wasn't so peaceful at the moment. Bloated ponies filled the streets of Ponyville, ponies having gone to bathrooms for long periods of time, restaurants and stores going out of business due to products either faulty or bad. The ponies were anxious and stressed with today's events, but a few were taking it harder.

The apple farm wasn't able to sell any apples due to the sole reason for the inflating ponies, carousel boutique has had a decline in customers because of the sudden itchy feeling they get after putting on the clothes, and customers from sugar cube corner have been feeling tipsy from eating the sweets.

Twilight had been pacing back and forth muttering to herself. “That draconequus, Riot, he's definitely nothing but trouble. The fact he made a mess of things after he knocked us out first means he's smarter than we thought.” She turned to Spike. “Spike didn't you notice anything strange around here while he was here?” She asked the young dragon.

Spike shook his head. “Not really, everything was normal, well at least until you girls got back was when things started happening.”

“From what the princesses have told us after encountering him twice, he's both cunning and cautious but also immature when he wants to be.”

“Sounds like he'll be harder to deal with than Discord.”

“Well you're not wrong Spike, but we can't let him keep letting him do as he wants. Because of him, Applejack can't sell anymore of her apples, Rarity hasn't had any customers lately and the Cakes have been getting complaints about their sweets making ponies tipsy. He needs to be stopped.” She looked out the window and sighed. “This may be wishful thinking, but I hope the other ones aren't a major headache to deal with.”

~~~

A swirling green portal opened in the grassy fields followed by shouts of joy and a flying draconequus. Mischief shot through the portal like a cannonball shooting out of a cannon through the night. The wind rushing through his wool and his mismatched arms outstretched and a joyful smile in his face. As he descended, he curled up into his wool and began bouncing like a ball.

After a minute of bouncing and ricocheting off the trees, and a bit of dizziness, Mischief finds himself in a forest. He looked around, seeing it wasn't as dark as the last forest he was in with his other draconequus acquaintances. “This looks like a different forest.” He thought to himself. “Which means no scary monsters to jump out at me, I think?” He pulled out a lantern and it sprouted hairy human legs. He set it down and walked in a random direction, Mischief followed it.

As he walked, he took his time to admire the scenery before him. The air felt so clean and fresh without all the smoke and pollution back home. He picked a dandelion flower and blew into it, scattering it. A raccoon scurried its way out of a bush. Its eyes widened at the sight of a lantern walking past it. But what was jaw dropping was the freakiest creature it had ever seen walking past it. It noticed the raccoon and waved at it. The raccoon waved back unknowingly while its jaw was still dropped.

After a few peaceful minutes of walking, Mischief noticed smoke rising in the distance. And where there's smoke there's fire, and where there's fire there's probably a campsite. With that in mind, Mischief turned the walking lantern's light off and proceeded to fly where the smoke was coming from.

Upon reaching the source of the smoke, Mischief noticed two ponies, a red unicorn with an orange mane and white earth pony with a blonde mane. He hid behind a tree to avoid being seen. He sees the pair roasting marshmallows on the fire. They put chocolate and graham crackers together to make s’mores.

Wanting to have some of his own, he decided to make some for himself and Alice. He flew a few distances away from the camp, grabbed a few sticks and leaves and put them in a pile. When he finished, he blew fire and grabbed the necessary ingredients. He roasted the marshmallow, however he put it too close and it caught fire.

He panicked and blew at his marshmallow which was now in a block of ice from his breath. “Awww man.” He groaned. He threw the ice on a stick away, and tried again. It happened again only this time green slime came out when he blew. “What the…!! Ewww gross!!” He tossed it away, spat out any slime still in mouth and tried once again. The process repeated with burning the marshmallow and blowing it out with different types of breaths.

After a lot of failed attempts he finally made the smores he wanted. “Oh Alice, I got a nice treat for you.” Mischief said, he put the said treat into his wool and it sank within. Alice came out munching on the s’more Mischief made, and Mischief eating his as well.

After making and eating more s'mores, Mischief got up and took to the night sky. He sat on a cloud once again basking in the fresh natural air, he took a glance at the peaceful serenity the forest had and sighed blissfully. He put his mismatched hands behind his head and lay on the cloud, staring up at the full moon.

“This place is so nice. You know back in my world, there would always be a nice patch of nature's beauty like this.” Mischief mused. Alice poked out to listen. “And then some people decide to go and put buildings and tear the whole thing down. And some of my favorite spots were there.” He sighed. “But here and in my world, I don't need to worry about that. Heck I've sometimes wondered what nature looked like untouched by man.”

He looked towards the peaceful landscape again, before a small chaotic thought came to mind. “Although…… this place could use a few talking trees around.” He snapped his monkey fingers and the trees below began to shift in place before they grew eyes and mouths. They then ripped themselves out of the ground.

The trees were screaming in an unknown panic and ran around the forest, crashing into each and scaring the animals nearby. The sudden insanity caught Mischief completely off guard. “Wait, that wasn't supposed to happen!” The stampede of trees ran towards the campsite where the campers from before ran from the sudden crowd of living trees running at them.

“Nonononono stop!!” Mischief snapped his fingers again and this time the trees returned to their normal states. Breathing a sigh of relief, Mischief plopped down on the cloud. “That could've been bad. What happened? I was using my magic fine when I was building my world, it was as if my magic went nuts on me.” He scratched his head in thought. “Well, I'm still new to this whole thing so I guess things may happen by accident, but I'm learning so that's fine.”

He gathered up the cloud he was sitting on and shaped it into a steering wheel. “Ok let's continue on!” He stepped on whatever spot was a gas pedal and he sped off with speed he wasn't expecting. Mischief screamed over the loud wind rushing through his face, he nearly fell off the cloud if he hadn't latched on at the last second. “TOOOOOOOOO FAAAAAAAAAAAAST!!!!” He shouted as flew off into the night.

~~~

“Gaaaaaah!! That Riot guy really pisses me off!” Rainbow shouted in anger. She wasn't happy upon learning that the draconequus had gotten the jump on them first and made them pass out. But what really made her upset is the fact he caused a stir in ponyville with his pranks which also affected her friends in a bad way. “When I see that guy again, he's getting a hoof sandwich.”

Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard screaming from a distance. Her ears perked up as she noticed the screaming sounds of a young colt. She looked out her window to see where the screaming came from, only to be knocked back by a fast flying cloud. She was thrown through her cloud house and was pushed at great speeds. She heard the same screams much closer to her, when she looked up she saw a draconequus but with the head of a sheep with red wool.

Mischief noticed the new passenger on the speeding cloud. The two looked at each other for a moment before Rainbow pointed a hoof at him. “Hey I know you!” She shouted. “You're one of those draconequus causing trouble here!” Mischief's face paled as he recalled what Trastorno warned him about who the elements of harmony were and this rainbow maned pegasus was one of them.

“And you're the reason why I'm going to let go of this cloud now.” Mischief said with a nervous smile. “Sorry…”

“Huh…!? W-wait a min-AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaa!!!” That was all Rainbow said before Mischief let go of the cloud, his momentum completely stopping, and she was carried away while screaming. Mischief watched her as she crash landed at ponyville.

“H-h-hehe…… I'm… sure she'll be fine…” After he had said this, a large explosion came from where the blue pegasus crashed. He floated there, mouth agape, snot dripping from his nose and eyes bulging. Ponies ran out of their homes from the sudden explosion, shouts of panic were heard and the ponies gathered around to where the smoking crater now lay.

Among them is a certain purple unicorn, a white unicorn, and a pink earth pony and an orange earth pony. In the crater lay the blue pegasus who is now singed black, her mane and feathers are burned off and she was twitching. Mischief didn't know where the last one was but he didn't want to stick around to find out, so he immediately bolted outta there.

On the ground he shakily flew as far away from the town as possible. He was panicking, all he wanted was to have fun using his new magic, how did everything go wrong so fast, this wasn't supposed to happen, SpongeBob made explosions look more funny but definitely wasn't funny.

He stopped by a tree and panted heavily, clutching his beating heart. He grabbed a paper bag from his wool and breathed in it. It took a few minutes for him to calm his nerves for a bit. Alice looked at him with concern. “Oh man I-I hope that pony is alright.” He looked towards the ponyville with a sad and worried expression. “I think that's enough adventure for us for a while.” Alice did her best to comfort Mischief by nuzzling his cheek.

Her eyes went wide and she quickly pushed his cheek getting his attention. He looked to where she pointed and his body went stiff. There stood a yellow pegasus mare with a long pink mane and tail. She stared at him with wide eyes and was stunned to see him. The two stared at each other for a moment, then she noticed the smoke coming from ponyville then back at Mischief.

“D-did you do that?” She asked.

Mischief hesitated to answer and looked away. “U-u-ummm…… o-o-of course not, I-I-I-I'm just minding m-my business enjoying the night when that town went BOOM and it s-startled me.” He gulped nervously and sweated.

“Look at me.”

“H-huh…?”

“I said look at me.” She said again this time firmly.

One quick glance at the mare was all it took for Mischief as she stared at him with disapproving eyes and he froze. “Did. You. Do this?” She asked once more.

“U‐umm, yes…” Mischief answered. “But it was an accident and I didn't didn't mean to blow someone up I swear!” He covered his mouth when he said that. The mare was clearly shocked to hear that.

“You what!?”

Instead of answering, Mischief took the chance to turn around and whistle loudly. A yellow taxi, driven by a frog man in a tuxedo, came out of nowhere and screeched to a halt. Mischief immediately got into the taxi. “Where to?” The frog driver asked.

“JUST DRIVE PLEASE!!” Mischief shouted in desperation. The driver stepped on the gas and drove off. Fluttershy watched as the speeding vehicle drove into the distance and into a green portal, disappearing.

She was definitely sure of one thing, that little draconequus was the one of the four Celestia mentioned. She'll have to put aside those thoughts for now, he said he blew somepony up, if that's true then she needs to see if said pony needs help. She hoped it wasn't one of her friends.

~~~

Mischief's chaos space

The taxi stopped as it went through the portal. Mischief got out of the taxi and it dug through under the ground. He sighed heavily, he needed to take his mind off today's events and he knew just how. Walked to a bunch of mushrooms. They're purple colored with spots that constantly change colors and they sway back and forth as if they're dancing.

“Alice, I want to have my space so if you could just leave me be for a while.” He put Alice on the ground and also gave her a stick for her size. “You'll know what to do with this when you feel like I'm done.” Alice didn't understand what he meant, but he picked up one of the mushrooms and put it in his mouth and everything went colorful.