My Little Jeff: Killing is Magic

Jeff groaned, falling over on his side. "Seriously...? I'm fuzzy." He said, his voice a bit deeper than would be expected out of such a thin stallion, raspy and harsh.

Looking around, he realized that there was a small white bottle under the tree beside him. Walking over to it, he saw that it was not, in fact, a white bottle at all - rather a clear one filled with white paint. Next to it lay a brush, and a small note that merely read - Make use of it.

Remembering what the voice had told him, that his buttpicture - What was it called again? Oh, cutie mark - would be considered odd, he set to work at painting it. It didn't take very long, and it soon looked like ordinary white fur. Surprisingly, the paint didn't smell like much. Just faintly of lemons. He then sighed and flumped down onto the soft grass, closing his eyes and rolling onto his back. He curled his forelegs onto his chest and began to ponder his predicament.

After he lay there for what seemed to be an eternity, but was really only five minutes, he heard voices. Three females, he guessed. He rolled over, so he was now laying on his stomach/chest with his legs curled partially under him, and his forelegs in front of him. He stared forward, waiting for the girls to come out and see him. They would probably scream, he mused, even though he wasn't as scary as he was when he was human(He was FLUFFY, for gods sake!).

Suddenly, three fillies came out of the bushes, into the small clearing. They had been saying something about how the Everfree wasn't so scary in the sunlight, but they stopped dead when they saw the strange white pony laying in the clearing.

Jeff stared at the three girls, quickly taking things in. He noticed that one was an Earth Pony, one was a Pegasus, and the other was a Unicorn. He also noticed that they were all fairly young, and didn't have their cutie butt-thingy's. He stared at them, his unblinking eyes never wavering. The first one to speak was the yellow earth pony.

"Umm...Are you all right...?" She asked, speaking in a country accent. "Yer' mouth looks kinda hurt..." She said, taking a few steps toward him. "Oh, I'm fine." Jeff said, slowly standing up. The unicorn gasped. He waited for the scream, but one never came. Instead came a shocked remark. "You don't have a cutie mark!" She gasped out, staring at his flank. "Oh! Ah' guess he doesn't." The yellow one said, surprised. "Seriously?" The Pegasus said, eyes widening. "But...he's an adult!"

Jeff looked between the three, confused. "Shouldn't you be more worried about the fact that I don't have eyelids...?" He asked, staring between the three. "We wouldn't judge yeh' for that, mister." The earth pony said, looking at him with wide, innocent eyes. "Yeah!" The orange Pegasus yelled, smiling. "You may look a bit creepy, and your voice is kind of weird, but that doesn't mean your not a nice pony!" She said with a cheeky grin.

Their unicorn friend nodded in agreement. "Who are you, anyway...?" She asked curiously, cocking her head to the side. "I mean, why are you in Everfree all alone...?" He shrugged, or at least as best he could with his strange new shoulders. He thought rapidly for a story for himself.

"My hometown was really mean about my...facial difference. And my lack of a special talent. " He said, rubbing one ear with a hoof. "It was a little known town, and a small one at that. And in a small town, you kind of have to be like everyone else....Or else. So I left, hoping to find nicer ponies wherever I ended up." He stopped suddenly as his stomach growled. "I've been traveling awhile though, and I'm hungry. Might you have any food with you...?" He asked cautiously.

"Nah...But we do have some back at the clubhouse, If you wanna come back there with us! We just have to give Zecora this plant. Wait here." Said the orange one. The three turned and walked off. Jeff lollygagged for a few minutes, experimenting with his new appendage known as a tail, before hearing them come back. He stopped and turned to face them. "All right! Come with us, we'll show you to the clubhouse." The unicorn said, smiling. He could tell that she was still slightly upset by his face.

On their walk to the clubhouse, he learned that their names were Applebloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Bell, and that they called themselves the 'Cutie Mark Crusaders'. He debated killing them, but decided better of it - He might need them later. He could tell that they were very curious about his face, but were too polite to ask.

They soon got to the clubhouse. It was an interesting place, he decided, as he walked up the ramp to the door. "Soo...What's your name?" Asked Applebloom, as she opened the door. "Me? Oh, I'm Jeff." He said. "Just Jeff?" Asked Scootaloo, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah. Just Jeff." He confirmed, nodding.

They all walked in, and he internally complimented the designing. Applebloom rushed over to the corner and retrieved some apples, carrying them over to Jeff. "Here yah' go, Jeff." She said, handing(Does that saying work when you don't have hands?) him three. He eagerly devoured all of them.

They began to chat, and somehow, the conversation got onto cutie marks again. "I was really surprised to see you didn't have a cutie mark, Jeff. I thought ALL adults had one." Scootaloo said, looking at his flank. "I just never found what I was good at." He said, shrugging. "Hey! You could join us! Be the fourth crusader!" Applebloom shouted, smiling. He looked at her, slightly surprised. "Yeah!" Scootaloo followed, and there was also a nod from Sweetie.

"Well...All right."

"YAY!!!!"