Twenty Percent Worse

Chilly. Clean. A slight breeze pushed the late fall air towards her face through the open window. Icy. Cold. As the wind passed over her, she sneezed in her sleep. Chuckles. Laughing.

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I slept fitfully. Reading creepy letters before bed is really not a good idea. All night, my brain flashed images of myself being gutted by Pinkie. She jabbed a knife into my stomach, and turned the knife in a circle. I couldn't feel the pain, but I was panicking. I sneezed, and Pinkie donned a crazed smile. My breath quickened. Right then, there was a noise. It sounded like...laughing. I looked at Pinkie, but her mouth was closed. It was uncharacteristic of anyone I knew. It sounded like a stallion's voice put through a fan blade. With a massive effort, I sat up, and the dream faded around me. All except for one thing: the chuckling. It stopped short as it saw me wake up. I was facing to the right, towards my wall. I felt a breeze from my left.
A breeze...?
I turned around slowly. Slowly...I couldn't look. No, I had to force myself. I snapped my head around and stared at the window. It was wide open, with the curtains waving as more wind blew in. That was where I saw it. The cloud wisps.

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It was early. The sun had barely risen. What was I supposed to do? I couldn't go back to sleep. Someone had just broken into my house. That's not exactly something you can ignore.

I sighed. There wasn't anything I could do.

Except...

I smiled, remembering what I had thought last night.

Oh, I'll think more than you want.

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Here we go, I thought.

After hiding the letter behind the cabinet in my room, I prepared to fly into Ponyville. I was still in my bedroom, about to leave, when I thought, maybe I should check the window.

No, said the other half of my brain. You'll find the answers in Ponyville.

I turned toward my door, about to leave again, when I felt that nagging feeling in the back of my head.

You win this time, subconscious.

I sighed and turned again to the scene of the crime. I leaped up into the windowsill. The breeze, constant since I had woken up, gently brushed my face. It was a warm day, and the breeze was pleasant. At least, it was until I saw the hair.

It was a light pink hair. It was long and smooth, so it was most likely from a mane, but there's a chance it could be from a tail.

This changes everything.

I knew that color. Too light for Pinkie or Twilight. Nope...it was Fluttershy.

How did she know?

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(A/N) Sorry about all the dividers.

I flew into Ponyville, my saddlebags full of crumpled newspaper. I couldn't have ponies thinking I was carrying empty saddle bags for nothing. But, below all that sat the strand of hair. Fluttershy's hair.

As I arrived in Ponyville, I noticed two things:

a) Everyone was screaming, including Pinkie, who stopped just to say, "Hiya, Dashie!"

b) Twilight was a giant.

"IT'S OKAY, EVERYPONY," her incredibly loud, slow, booming voice announced to near half of Equestria, "IT WAS JUST A MISHAP. A SPELL GONE WRONG, THAT'S ALL."

Her efforts were in vain. Despite her words, Ponyville citizens were still running and screaming. I face-hoofed.

Okay, I thought. Let's take control of the situation.

I flew over to Twilight, landed on her shoulder, and shouted, "EVERYONE STOP OVERREACTING! SHE ACCIDENTALLY MESSED UP A SPELL, THAT'S ALL! NO NEED TO BE AFRAID!"

Ponies looked up at the loud voice that was not a giant unicorn. They started muttering, and then started slowly walking away.

"Okay, Twi, what happened, and how can you fix it?

"WELL, I--"

"Stop shouting! I wouldn't be surprised if Princess Celestia herself heard the noise all the way in Canterlot!"

"Oh. Okay," Twilight whispered to the best of her ability. "I was testing out a size spell, and, well...it backfired."

"How do we fix it?" I asked.

"I would have been able to do it easily, but it was impossible to concentrate with all those ponies screaming and running about." She paused. "Thanks, Rainbow"

"GIANT TWILIGHT! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!" Screamed a frantic Pinkie. She then dove behind the door of Sugar Cube Corner.

I sighed. "Can you concentrate now, Twilight?"

She nodded hesitantly. "I...I think. Thanks."

"Did you by any chance see where Fluttershy went?" I questioned.

"Um...yeah. She ran towards her house. She's probably still barricaded in there."

I smiled. "Thanks."

As I flew away, I saw a flash of light. I turned to see Twilight lifting herself off the ground, dazed.

I turned again and flew off.
(A/N) Thanks for the positive feedback! Remember, OC requests are open. Have a great day.

Sincere Allons-y,

Ben