Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde

Now fully dressed and washed Dr Jekyll stared long at a map of Equestria, trying to decide where would be the perfect place for him to be Hyde would be. Manhehatten was too far and too expensive buy a base of operations for Hyde in as well; Grima also had many friends in Manhehatten who could alert Grima of a pony that looked like his attacker. He couldn’t use Cloudsdale due to not being a Pegasus and Appleloosa was also too far away. Then he looked at Ponyville and grinned, it was perfect, it wasn’t too far away but far away enough to be out of Canterlotian influence, it had clothes designers who could make the perfect wear for Hyde as well as the plots of land their being dirt cheap he rubbed his hooves together grinning, he now had the perfect place house for Hyde. He began to write two blank cheques, one for the clothes and one for the house all to be billed for Dr Jekyll he then quickly made another batch of the Hyde elixir and slipped it carefully into his tuxedo jacket as he trotted down the stairs to meet Poole. The cream earth pony smiled at him.

“So Dr Jekyll sir, where are going now?” Jekyll smiled at his servant kindly.

“Ponyville, I have to check the Education standards there personally while Grima is away.” Poole raised his eye brows suspiciously.

“I see…..how long are you going to be staying there for.”

Jekyll frowned at Poole’s unusual inquisitive behaviour but answered him none the less.

“A day or two, no point going to a town and not staying there at least one day.” Poole sighed shaking his head.

“Alright alright, you have fun Dr Jekyll sir.”

Jekyll smiled at him again before trotting over to the train station. He luckily did not have to wait as coincidentally there was a train for the first stop near Pony Ville was just leaving, as if fate was beckoning Jekyll to go to Ponyville. He carefully boarded the train, handed them the tickets he had hastily bought and rested in his lounge seat in the first class cabin. He was informed by a ticket pony that the ride was going over night and would arrive at the stop at about 7 am tomorrow and that the carriages to Ponyville would only take about thirty minutes or so, Jekyll relaxed and looked at the clock on the train, on it bared the time 8 o’clock, even though it was still relatively early Jekyll found himself outrageously tired, he rested his head on the end of the lounger, falling into a deep sleep, which he would later regret.

Though Jekyll had lived a very privileged life it was not at all stress less. As a foal he had been bullied and despised by virtually every other foal at the school for being an egg head, they were constantly teasing him and hurting him. He dreamed of that time where one of the boys had used his horn to levitate him over a used toilet and slowly lowered him in while he sobbed for mercy. Or a time where an earth pony had kicked him in the nose, breaking it. Jekyll remembered telling his parents about it…but they shrugged it off as boys will be boys’ behaviour and that it was character building. Jekyll dreamed of the time his parents had told him to stallion up, leaving him sobbing in his room.

“Don’t they love me?” Young Jekyll had sobbed.

He dreamed also of the time his parents when he had finished his second PHD going off to the land of the Zebras and telling them they would not come back for 5 years. Jekyll remembered gasping as they told him that he had to stay in Canterlot to support the business. That was four years ago and during that time he had not received a single letter from them, the closest thing he had to a father during that time was Poole he cared for him till then. However the last thing he dreamed of was Octavia, crying and sobbing over the corpse of….Jekyll hovering over it, caked in blood was Hyde grinning and cackling evilly before raising his hoof to smite Octavia.

Jekyll woke up with a start, covered in sweat, he looked around him to see the now completely dark cabin with one or two ponies still asleep, he carefully looked at the clock, it was 6:50 am, and they would arrive at the stop shortly. During that time he waited and on the carriage he couldn’t get that vivid image out of his head, the murderous Hyde, smeared in his own blood, before murdering the love of his life.

At last he reached Ponyville, he carefully looked around the town, it was early but there were still a few ponies around. He asked a few where he could find somewhere to get breakfast. They kindly pointed him to a store called Sugarcube corner where he could quickly get a bite to eat. He carefully trotted there and bought some cupcakes and ate them quickly, he then asked ponies if there was a house for sale here, they all pointed him to a rundown old house at the end of town, the walls of the house were wretched and the windows were boarded up, perfect. Now all he needed was to become Hyde. He looked around PonyVille for somewhere that could be safe to become Hyde, and he found the perfect place in the woods just outside. He carefully trotted into the woods, concealing himself behind a tree; he then took his tuxedo off and drank the potion quickly, keeping only the hat on. He enjoyed his transformation into Mr Hyde taking much joy in the transformation as that feeling of power and fear came back to him, he grinned as he started feeling that animalistic strength return to him. He left the forest and began strutting around Ponyville, balancing on his back the two blank cheques. He first of all went to the town hall, scaring everyone else who had business there to let the small pony go first, he handed them the cheque and quickly expressed what he wanted and what he also wanted to be placed inside the house. When the Mayor’s assistant was handed the cheque they almost gasped. Not just would the cheque cover every single payment without a single bit of trouble but it was from a respectable gentlepony, Dr Jekyll, why would a pony like Dr Jekyll want to give an intimidating figure like Mr Hyde such a huge amount of cash. Mr Hyde then left, satisfied as he was gingerly handed the deed and the keys to the house.

Mr Hyde lastly went to Carousel Boutique to be suited perfectly. Hyde carefully opened the door and was surprised to see the beautiful unicorn that ran the shop. He paused briefly unable to speak, until Rarity turned around. Rarity at the sight of Mr Hyde gasped, as everypony else did, as if he leaked an aura of evil, as if anypony that got close to him would be corrupted. At first Rarity backed away slightly, Hyde coughed.

“Hello...I am Mr Hyde... I am here to get tailored Miss…..Rarity I believe?”

Rarity shook her head trying to get back into reality.

“Oh yes err…Mr Hyde...I am flattered that you would choose Carousel Boutique as your first choice for wear. Now young man what would you like me to do.”

Hyde carefully took the last blank cheque and placed it in front of her.

“The best you can get for a gentlepony like me.” Rarity was flabbergasted when she saw the cheque. How did a ruffian like Mr Hyde have a blank cheque from a respectable Gentlepony like Dr Jekyll! A pony known throughout Equestria. Rarity put on a great fake smile.

“Oh I am totally sure we can get something good for you, you handsome young stallion.” Mr Hyde raised his eye brow at Rarity’s flirty nature.

“Um…well thank you Miss Rarity…What clothes do you advise?”

Rarity smiled, hoping that her flirting was working. “Well I have a few ideas for you.”

Rarity soon took Hyde on a small fashion montage, she selected some of the best top hats she had until they settled on a small one with a small Ruby in the centre of it, they then chose another tuxedo this one fitting Hyde perfectly and had rubies as buttons however when Rarity suggested a cane Hyde shook his head vigorously.

“No thank you, I already have acquired one.” Rarity smiled but secretly was panicking, he would soon leave and she still would not know how he could be friends with Dr Jekyll, quickly she put on her most beautiful face and almost purred at him.

“Oh Mr Hyde, you look fabulous, only the best for a friend of Jekyll yes?”

Hyde blushed as Rarity flirted with him and soon dirty thoughts were flooding him mind.

“Yes….yes I guess so.”

Rarity really picked it up a notch putting her face very close to the short stallions face, almost having to crouch to do so.

“Now I am a little curious, how did a stallion such as yourself, become such good friend with Dr Jekyll, I mean no offence but you are quite different.”

Hyde was now sweating, more and more dirty thoughts were flooding to his head.

Maybe if I tell her, she will let me play with her……She is very beautiful.

The back of his head however started pounding; the weak voice of Dr Jekyll was fighting back.

How dare you, you belong to Octavia and Octavia alone, and don’t even think about exposing the game to this clear gossip mare.

Hyde shook his head quickly admitting defeat.

“Err…we are just friends, just are…met one time and have been ever since.”

“Oh really?” Mused Rarity smiling. “And how was that encounter.”

Hyde was close to panicking now, his head burning.

“Oh look at the time! Must be off!” Hyde quickly darted out of the room.

“Drat!” Rarity said angrily, she then smiled looking at the bright side.

“Well…at least he paid handsomely for those garments I gave him.” She giggled lightly before stopping and almost screaming in horror. The blank cheque was gone.