There was pain. There was A LOT of pain. The pounding in my skull only let me know that I was awake. Before I could do anything, I felt my mouth being forced open. I didn’t react until I felt a bitter liquid hit my tongue, to which I quickly spat out. “Jesus Christ kittykid, you need to swallow the medicine not spit it at me.” Was that Liam? I opened my eyes slowly, the strong light keeping me from opening them completely. “Welcome back to the world of the living!” He was grinning, or was he frowning? I couldn’t tell, because my head was still spinning. “What happened?” I asked, though it came out as a whisper. “You got hit over the head by a metal pipe, kinda’ surprised that you survived considering how hard it hit you.” Was that worry in his voice? “Heh if I can save my world with Psi and a Baseball bat, I’m sure I can survive getting hit in the head with a piece of metal.” I grinned, from what I could tell it caused him to relax a bit. “Get your bearings together and meet me in the kitchen, I have some news to tell you.” And with that he left.
“SHE’S WHAT?” I cried, worry consumed me quickly. “That’s right, Ember is missing!” He told me, painfully worried. “Shit, how did this happen?” “She just vanished!” Ok, that was great. It goes from three members to two. Yeah, nothing could make this worse. “BRONY POWER GO!” Oh god damn. That was the last thing I could think of before a loud explosion and my vision going dark.
My head hurt like hell, again. I let out a weak groan as I slowly regained my senses. I opened my eyes and was greeted by the sight of pony drawings everywhere. Wait, there were pony drawings? Oh gog no. “Shit, I don’t have time to deal with this.” I muttered. I tried to move, only to find that my legs wouldn’t move. I looked down to find that my legs were chained to the wall and, so were my hands. “OH FOR FUCKS SAKE!” I flailed for a few minutes, before realizing something. I had PSI. With that thought in mind, I closed my eyes, concentrated, and cried “PK FLASH”
After a few minutes consisting of regaining my senses, getting Liam out of his chains via a similar manner, and letting him rest for a few minutes, we started discussing how we would get out of here. Right before we finished our escape plan, the door to the room flew open “What the, how the hell did you get out of the chains?” we looked at who had entered the room. It looked like an anonymous wearing a fake horn. “Pffft, what the hell is that?” Liam asked, pointing at a unicorn horn on the anon’s head. “Don’t make me use this!” he yelled, obviously full of confidence. “It’s a fake horn, what the hell is it going to do to hu- WHAT THE HELL?” Liam’s rant was cut of midsentence by an explosion a mere inch away from him. “WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?” I cried, looking at the anon. The horn had a few single specks of glowing sparks fall from it, before returning to ‘normal’. “Oh shit, it’s not fake Liam” I dead-panned. “Well, this is going to be a bloody hell for us.” was the reply. And with that, we charged the anon, starting our escape.
After we beating the living hell out of a lot of brony anons, and regained our weapons, we found what seemed to be an exit. “COM’ON!” I cried, grinning. Looks like we were getting out of here alive. As soon as we got into the center of the room, the lights cut off. “Oh god damn.” Liam muttered. I looked around blindly, searching for anything. A few seconds later a spotlight turned on, bathing us in light. “Where do you think you two are going?” Came a voice. I looked up and, oh god. What. The. HELL? Standing there on a balcony a few feet of the ground were two ponies. REAL PONIES! I stood there, gawking at the ponies. The odd thing was what they looked like. One was grey with a Tophat, while the other one was red with a red Baseball cap. Holy shit they looked like pony versions of Liam and I. I couldn’t even think straight for a few seconds, and before I knew it, I was thrown across the room, my cheek stinging from where a hoof had made contact with it. I heard a thud beside me and realized that the same thing had happened to Liam. Looking back at the spotlight I saw that the two ponies had jumped from the platform and had ended up kicking us in the face. Hard. I got up, slightly shaken from the hit “You have no fucking idea about what you have just done.” I said coldy, the edges of my vision became tinted with red, and before I knew it, I had run forward with my bat in my hands.
“Please, we’re sorry!” The red pony cried, a few tears streaming down its cheeks. Liam and I had managed to beat them, even at a disadvantage with us being worn out from previous fights. “We’ll do anything, just please have mercy.” Liam and I looked at each other, and I smirked.
I bit into the hamburger hungrily, the fact that I hadn’t eaten in two days finally caught up to me. I glanced at Liam for a few seconds and noticed that he was doing the exact same to his own hamburger. Two minutes and six hamburgers later, we finally finished eating and looked at the two ponies, both who were looking at us with fear in their eyes. “So tell me, why did you decide to kidnap us?” I asked, slightly confused. The grey one spoke this time. “You see, we’re kinda… fans of yours…” He muttered. I looked at him with a deadpanned expression. We had fans that were ponies. This was great. “So because you’re fans, you decided to kidnap us?” Liam asked, confusion apparent in his voice. “Yeah, kind of a stupid move.” The red one replied. “I’ll say” I muttered. There was an awkward silence before the red one spoke up. “Uh… if it isn’t too much to ask, can we… uh… join you?” his face was red, a few shades darker than his coat. I looked at Liam who seemed to think it was a bad idea. Before he could answer I spoke up. “Of course you can!” I replied, grinning. The two ponies bro-fisted/hoofed. I looked at Liam, who seemed like he wanted to kill me. Well… this was going to be hell.