Just Another Day (Open to Anyone)

[HighSpeedChase]

Celestia's sun arose from what seemed like the ground. The purple sky faded to red then yellow, finally stopping at a light blue. No clouds were in the sky, just the bright yellow sun that smiled at the ponies below it. There was a nice wind coming from the North, cooling ponies from the hot sun.

Summer time was always Gail's least favorite time of year. She hated the muggy and hot air. She hated walking outside and being hit with heat. And she most definitely hated sweating for no reason. Sweating in a sport is totally different than just the weather. While playing a sport, you know you're doing your hardest if you're sweating. When you're just standing outside doing nothing and sweating, well then you're just a sticky mess, and Gail down right hated it. Of course she could stay in her cool house and sit in front of her fan all day long, but she had other things to do today. Poor her.

The fluffy griffon got out of bed, kicking off all the blankets she had draped on her (she got a hotel room from the night before because it was way too hot to sleep on a cloud). She trotted to the bathroom, dragging her sleepless eyes to the mirror. Her bright eyes widened, taking a look at what seemed like a ratted mess on her head. "What the..? I thought I put conditioner in you! Did I not brush you out or something? Sheesh," she said to herself, sighing dramatically. Gail looked at her shelf, then grabbed her hairbrush. She brushed out all the tangles in her large feathers, then set the brush down onto the counter. Looking satisfied, she ran her talons through her feathers to give it a messy look, then padded out of the bathroom and into the kitchen.

A bowl of green apples laid on top the kitchen counter, bring a small smirk to Gail's face. "My favorite," she said, grabbed the apple and taking a large bite from it. Juice was running down to her chin, so she wiped it off with her arm and headed out the door.

Heat immediately hit her in the face like a bat to a baseball. Her mood quickly changed from 'okay', to 'I hate life'. She threw a glare out at the sun and the sky for not producing any shade around her house. "Whatever, can't control the weather police."

Once she got into town, her apple was eaten to it's core. She threw it away to the nearest trashcan and stopped to look around at her surroundings. "Okay, I can have coffee today with some coconut milk, or I can just head right to the soccer field and get ready for my game next week." She pondered her thoughts for a couple seconds, then shrugged and started heading over to the coffee shop. The store was outside, in the heat, but luckily they had their shaded tables to go along. 

Gail put her earbuds in (always remembering to bring them along with her anywhere), and started listening to some rock music. She popped a piece of mint gum into her mouth, then dragged her paws along the tiled walkway. She was looking at the ground like she always did, her gray beak always facing down. From being lost in her music, she did not notice a pony standing in front of her. Being too late to turn around, she rammed right into them, knocking both herself and the stranger onto the dirty ground. She let out a grown, glaring first at her claws, but then at the other fallen pony. "Watch where you're goin'!"

[Rapid Quill]

Dr. Cutter had only been living in Ponyville for a few weeks now and he had some comfort at least in knowing that his infiltration in this place has thus far been a complete success. So far no pony realizes that he is a changeling. Or they do and just choose for whatever reason not to comment on it. For weeks he has lived his life as pegasus pony claiming to have been born with large, changelinglike eyes due to a birth defect since he is unable to change them. As part of his cover he has assumed the pony name, Reuben and works at the new sandwich shop making sandwiches. In reality though, he is mad scientist seeking revenge against the ponies for dare foiling his beloved queen's plans of taking over all of Equestria. However, mad as he is even he realizes that baby steps must be made before he can even consider taking over Ponyville.

Having just released a half asleep pegasus after feeding on him in his lab, the mad doctor turned his attention back to his shopping list. Deep in thought, Cutter took a long swig of some orange juice before spitting it out. "Ew, this juice with its sourness is horrible and completely inedible! It's not nearly sweet enough! Needs more honey and sugar," Cutter complained gagging as he scooted the jug of juice away from him. His pet spider, Chauncy, mainly out of curiosity crawled over to the juice jug and using a long bendy straw took a long sip. Cutter watched her. "Well? Does it not sicken you? Is it too sour?" he asked, curious of what his beloved pet thought. The spider stopped. "I don't know what you are talking about? It tastes fine to me! You're just crazy!" Chauncy declared in a singsong voice in her spider language that only Cutter seemed to comprehend. Looking ready to yell, Cutter instead sighed. "Chauncy, how many times must I tell you, I am not crazy! I am normal! So very normal am I! Really, just who's side do you think you are on? You really should have guessed by now that my taste buds are different from yours. As a changeling my taste buds are well...particular. What I find sour you probably won't and so on and so forth. I crave sweets! I need sugar and lots of it before I really do go crazy," the mad scientist overdramatically declared. "Oh yeah, but we don't have any," Chauncy interrupted in a singsong voice while rolling around the table. Saddened and annoyed by this news, Cutter frowned. "What? We're all out? But how could that be? I just bought stuff the other day," Cutter moaned as he struggled to find even the smallest hint of sugar in his cupboard to no avail. "Okay," he grumbled giving up. "Guess we really did run out of sweet, delicious confections! Who knew we'd run out this quickly? I know you don't eat much of it being a spider and all, but I... Oh nevermind, we'll just go to the market and buy some more and while there I might as well purchase some chemicals that I need for my most ingenious amnesia spray. Unfortunately, we'll have to go all the way to Canterlot's marketplace. The ponies here don't seem to have all that I need. That's why I was planning to do shopping next week, but I suppose since I ran out of suitable food we'll move up the date to today. Let's just hope I fed on enough love for my most ingenious pegasus disguise to last the trip," the mad scientist announced to his most faithful pet. Concentrating really hard he morphed into his pegasus form. This time remembering his unchanged eyes he put on a pair of dark sunglasses and gathering up some supplies he stuffed them inside his saddlebag.

"Come along Chauncy as before I require you to accompany me. There is no way I am leaving you behind to make a mess while I am gone. Plus, I may require the use of your...smallness," Dr. Cutter called, gesturing for the large blue cobalt tarantula to follow him. "Okay dokie lokie," she practically squealed as she ran over to him. With that Dr. Cutter opened the door and locked it behind him. Once their home was secure, Chauncy jumped up on Cutter's head as to avoid getting stepped on by anypony. Extending his pegasus wings, Cutter flew over to the Ponyville's train station while Chauncy held on. "Weeeee," she squealed happily.

Canterlot

After what seemed like hours of riding (I have no idea how long it takes to get to Canterlot from Ponyville), the train with Cutter and Chauncy on it finally screeched to a halt allowing its passengers to leave. As soon as Cutter and Chauncy stepped off, a sound of cheering could be heard from those still on the train. Even during such a short amount of time, Dr. Cutter somehow managed to disturb and annoy his fellow passengers to the point that they were only all too happy to see him leave. Course given Dr. Cutter's enormous ego and delusional thinking, the mad scientist mistook their cheering as them cheering him on. "Yes, yes, thank you for all of your support and love my fellow filthy dirt ponies for I am Dr. Cutter, I mean Reuben!" he rather happily proclaimed as he gave a bow.

As the train started up to leave again, Cutter turned his attention to his pet whom was sitting comfortably upon his head. "Well what do you know Chauncy, the ponies here aren't so bad after all. They realize greatness when they see it. Now then to the market with us," Cutter mused thoughtfully as he made his way for Canterlot's market. "Yay! I can hardly wait," the spider practically squealed. Tired of walking, Cutter flew the rest of the way there.

Seeing a good spot, he landed in the middle of the market. "Okay, here we are Chauncy. Now remember the ponies here may be nice and friendly, but they are still the enemy! So we must remain ever vigilant otherwise our mission will become a complete failure. Now then let us start off by purchasing some sweet, delicious confections," Cutter declared as he made the mistake of pulling out his shopping list of the items he wanted. This in itself wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but he was looking his list over in the middle of some pretty crowded streets. In fact he was about to be collided by a griffon of all things right now. Seeing the incoming griffon ahead of time, Chauncy tried to warn her master by pulling on his ears, but he didn't pay her any mind until too late. "Yes, Chauncy what is it already?" Cutter asked getting annoyed by his spider's antics. Unfortunately, his question came too little, too late for the griffon was apparently too busy listening to her tunes to pay too much attention to where she was going and ran straight into him causing him to fall over backwards.

Cutter landed on the hard, unforgiving ground with a grunt and a groan. Feeling somewhat dazed by the collision, Cutter struggled back on his hooves, his wings giving him a helpful boost. "Ugh Chauncy what hit us? Was it a wagon?" he asked his pet as he rubbed his now sore head.

However, after giving a shake of his head and the world returned to focus, Cutter went from feeling dizzy to angry. "I mean, who dares run into the genius that is Dr. Cutter, I mean Reuben, who dares?" an angry Cutter demanded shaking an angry hoof overdramatically at the sky. Hearing an equally angry voice coming from behind him, Cutter turned in time to see an angry looking griffon. Dusting himself off, Cutter just laughed. It wasn't a nice laugh. "You there, griffon, how dare you impede the great Reuben's path? I was here first! My witness here saw the whole thing! She will back me up. She knows that I, Dr. Reuben had the right of way. Isn't that right, Chauncy?" Cutter declared gesturing at his "witness." The spider during the collision landed in the bushes near them. She crawled out of them and happily waved one of her hairy legs at the griffon. "Hello there," she squealed enthusiastically in her spider language before rolling around in the grass. Watching her, Cutter hoofpalmed. He had really hoped she would take this more seriously. Instead she was making him look like a fool in front of the enemy! How embarrassing! And even worse, what would Chrysalis say if she found out? "Well go on then, tell her why she is wrong and how right I am," Cutter ordered. He no doubt looked crazy talking to his pet like this. He tends to forget that he alone can understand his pet. 

[HighSpeedChase]

Gail's eyes traced over the weird looking stallion, her face not impressed with what she's seeing. He looked out of place, like he didn't belong in such a beautiful city. She didn't understand how no pony walked up to him and asked what such a weirdo was doing here. She was surprised no pony was staring at him. He indeed was the weirdest pony she had ever laid her bright blue eyes on. How could such a pony set hoof on such an amazingly shined cobblestone path? The wires were just not connecting in her brain.

Her face became beet red, and not from embarrassment. She was down right angry. Gail's beak scrunched up. "Did you just call me a dirt pony..? I don't think I should be taking rude statements from a weirdo creep like you!" She knew for a fact that she wasn't a dirt pony. Raised in Cantorlot herself, she knew it was impossible to be one. She wasn't a Pegasus, which deals with gross hoof maneuvers everyday, and she definitely wasn't the worst of them all.. an earth pony. "I can assure you, I'm nothing that involves dirt or the ground!" She then noticed she was sitting on the ground, covered in little splotches of dust. "Oh, gross!" The griffon hopped off from the ground and grabbed the nearest tablecloth that she could see with her tail. She then rubbed all of the dust off of her coat. "Okay, pretend that never happened," she mumbled, keeping a steady stare at the ground.

Her face started to go back to it's original color. "What do you mean your witness? I don't see anypony here who could've been watching, nor paying any attention to our situation!" Suddenly, she heard a squeaky voice coming from a short distance. Her blue eyes found a tiny spider, waving at her. "What..?" She couldn't understand what the spider was saying. "You expect a little spider to be your witness? How in the hay will that work?" The spider then started to role around, seeming to be oblivious that the Pegasus needed her to be his backup. "Yeah, what a witness you got there," she said sarcastically. "She's totally doing a lot of damage to my facts. Y'know, rolling around like she's a puppy and all. Totally proving me wrong."

Gail began to laugh at how ridiculous this situation is. She was literally watching a grown stallion talk to a spider that she couldn't understand. "Wow, got a sane brain in ya', don't 'cha? You sir, seem like the most brilliant stallion I have ever laid my eyes on. And your spider... Wow.. Where do I even start?" she asked in her raspy tomboy tone, her sarcasm practically rolling out of her mouth.

[Rapid Quill]

Cutter looked the griffon over by circling her like a vulture. He had seen griffons before and even appreciated their grumpy attitude. He assumed that griffons shared his intense dislike of ponies. He just didn't expect to run into one-literally in Canterlot of all places. Ignoring her outburst, he just continued to observe her; which no doubt looked creepy. "Say, you're a griffon, aren't you?" he mused calmly acting as though he had only just noticed that fact. "Just what is a clumsy griffon such as yourself doing in Canterlot? And I'm curious, what is your stance on...ponies? Do you hate our guts? I bet you do! It's a pretty common griffon thing to dislike ponies and friendship, right?" he asked with a sly grin. Sensing that she was really thinking him a weirdo freak now he quickly added, "just trying to get all of the pieces of the puzzle."

He then watched in amusement as the griffon realized that she had been sitting in the dirt this whole time and thus got all dirty. He couldn't help, but snicker. "I will try to miss, but in my defense be kind of hard to especially after that scene of beauty right there," he teased as he watched the snobby griffon rush to clean herself up with a tablecloth. "Also I don't want to alarm you, but just who know where that tablecloth's been... Could be covered in germs and...dirt," he purposely reminded intending to freak her out even more.

Cutter also observed that the snobby griffon preferred keeping her eyes on the ground. 'I got you now,' Cutter thought feeling ever so clever. "Say I also can't help, but notice how much you have your eyes on the ground. Now I'm not trying to accuse you of anything, but maybe just maybe if oh I don't know you had both eyes off the ground and paid better attention to where you were walking then maybe just maybe you wouldn't have ran into me," he pointed out.

When the snooty griffon did her fair share of insulting, Cutter just gave her a weird, confused look. As brilliant as he was scientifically, he had always had trouble detecting sarcasm often confusing it for praise. And that was where Chauncy came in for some unexplained reason, she understood social interaction far better than her master. "Uh really? Are you sure about that? Because from where I'm standing it kind of looks like she's doing the exact opposite. I had really hoped she would have done a better job at helping me out here. Instead she's just wasting my time. Still, it's nice of you to think that even though I think you only said that to make me feel better," he said clearly not catching Gail's obvious sarcasm. He then sharply turned his attention to his pet. "Chauncy get your ridiculous spidery butt over here pronto! You will make me look bad in front of the filthy griffon no more," he ordered.

"Okay dokie," Chauncy practically squeaked as she ran over to him. She then climbed up his leg and whispered something into his ear. "She...what? Why didn't you say something sooner? Now I look like an idiot," he demanded clearly frustrated as his pet warned him that Gail was being sarcastic. Cutter's face just turned a bright red as the griffon continued her sarcastic rant. "She being sarcastic again?" he asked through gritted teeth. When the spider replied with a resounding yes, Cutter just sighed, disappointed that the griffon wasn't being genuine. Just once he wished someone could respect him for the genius he was. "Look, what was your name again? Anyway, I'm going to have to stop you right there. My so-called useless spider had just informed me that you've been using...sarcasm; which is just pathetic and cowardly! You should really just say what you mean. Ponies like myself will respect you more if you say what you mean no matter how mean and cruel it is. We ponies just love the truth and honesty. And besides, your sneaky sarcastic words will work on me no longer! My spider here can detect sarcasm like no tomorrow and will warn me of it. Oh and she's not really dumb either. She was just pretending to trick you and it worked! Hahahahaha! Good job Chauncy, we got her!"

"Yay! We win," she all but squealed happily as she ran around in circles in celebration. Watching her, Cutter smiled sheepishly. "She uh does that sometimes. She's just so happy that we won. Chauncy, you can stop now! The griffon gets it. Don't want to overdo the act," Cutter ordered. The bright blue colored spider immediately ceased her running and dutifully returned to her master's side.

"Sooooo," retorted Cutter grinning smugly, "what do you think of that?"

[TwiDashPie]

OOC: Is it ok to jump in with my OC? If not I'll delete this

It was a beautiful summer day in Canterlot, the weather was perfect. Definitely enjoyable for the ponies there, well, except for a annoyed pegasus by the name of Silver Breeze. Silver had been told by her boss to go manage the weather in Canterlot, but unfortunately, when she got there they apparently didn't need her help anymore. So that brings us to where the pegasus is, currently, sitting on a cloud looking down on all the ponies. She never really liked Canterlot at all. She always thought it was just a place for uptight and fancy ponies to live or vacation there. Silver continued to watch the ponies, getting more bored by the minute. She groaned and fell back onto the cloud so she was laying on it. Silver was usually very positive, however, this day had already gone from bad to worse. She sighed and covered her face with her hooves in frustration.


Silver thought about flying home and staying there for the rest of the day. Then she thought she could maybe fly to somewhere else and stay there for the day. Hmm, maybe Cloudsdale..nah....what about Appleloosa? Nope too far. Ok...Manehattan? That's even farther, plus that's another city I don't like. She groaned in even more frustration as she argued with herself. Silver sighed before deciding on going home. She got up and started to fly off, when she heard some commotion not too far away. She flew over there and saw a male pegasus and a griffon arguing and insulting one another. Silver paused, seeing that they didn't notice her, landed and watched them. 

[HighSpeedChase]

((OOC: You can of course jump in! It's open after all<3))

Gail was beginning to become flustered. Her blue feathers on her wings were stretched out the farthest they could go, making her seem bigger than she actually was. She wanted to look tough, like she didn't care that she was arguing with a complete idiot. Gail just wanted to stick her claws down his throat and- wait, her thoughts were getting too violent. "Calm down, Gail. This is just a silly conversation with an idiot who doesn't know what personal space is," she thought. "This isn't that big of a deal.."

The griffon stood her ground, folding back in her wings and taking a deep breath. "Yes, I am a griffon. What else does it look like I am? A goat?" she asked, her blue eyes staring at the weirdo stranger. "I like to travel, that's why I'm here, dumby. I lived here, for most of my life," she responded, flicking her tail in a sassy manor. "My thoughts on ponies? I hate most of 'em. Nothin' but judgmental knuckleheads. Some of them are amazing though. You just got to find the right ones," she calmly said. "Obviously you don't like them, if you're acting like that."

As she was cleaning the dirt off her fur, the Pegasus said something that made her eye twitch. "WHAT?!" she shouted, making other ponies turn their heads in her direction. She flapped her wings dramatically to get into the air quickly, throwing the tablecloth back onto the table. Lucky for her, it landed perfectly, but she didn't care right then. Gail started to flap her wings as quickly as she could, flying in a circle to get all the germs and dirt off. She was flying so fast, a miniature tornado started to form underneath her. She stopped though just in time so that it didn't cause any damage. So, Gail landed on the pretty cobblestone path, her eyes rolling to the back of her head from dizziness. "I think I got the majority off," she noted, reaching her grey talon up to her head and holding it there.

The Pegasus still wouldn't stop talking now, saying something about her looking at the ground. "I don't always look at the ground when I walk, I just don't want to look at how creepy you are." Soon, she found out he wasn't very good with sarcasm, because he took everything she said seriously. "Look, man, I was being sar-" She was interrupted by the stallion and his spider talking about something. She stood there with an unamused look on her face. One of her eyebrows raised, her claw tapping on the ground from impatience. He finally looked at Gail, asking what her name was. "Gail," she said rudely. He went on about how sarcasm was a cowardly approach to their conversation. She rolled her big eyes and huffed. "I was trying to make light of the situation, doofus. I use sarcasm to be funny, maybe crack a laugh, but you obviously don't get it," Gail muttered, using gestures to explain herself. "I don't care what you silly pony folk like or don't like, and I don't want your respect. I just wanted to be funny, is all. You're too dry in the humorous compartment to think so, though. Not so good for you, I guess." She watched his spider start going around in circles from celebration, which made her roll her eyes again.

The tall griffon turned around, seeing a light colored Pegasus staring at the two, or shall I say three, staring at them. Gail tilted her head, giving a small glare towards the winged pony. "What? Need me to grab you some popcorn so you can enjoy the show longer?" she said with her sarcasm. She didn't mean to sound rude, but she wasn't in the greatest of moods.

[Rapid Quill]

ooc: say don't mean to sound rude but can you please wait for me to respond before replying? I wanted Cutter to acknowledge Silver before Silver saying anything.

[HighSpeedChase]

((OOC: I should've made a posting order, huh? It should be me, Rapid Quill, then twidashpie))

[TwiDashPie]

OOC: Oh, sorry, my bad. I'll take it down 

[Rapid Quill]

ooc: That's okay. Just letting you know.

bic: When Gail sarcastically asked him if she looked like a goat, Cutter smugly stated in his own attempt to appear humorous, "well if you gotta ask..." After she mentioned her own dislike of ponies, a slow smile crept on Cutter's face. "Oh wow you don't like ponies either? That's great! You don't know how happy this makes me! In fact, I believe we got off on the wrong hoof. I'm Dr. Cutter. Research scientist. Basically the research I do shows me what the majority likes and doesn't like leading me to create what the masses want most likely crushing the minority in the process. Like this one time I created the world's softest pillow, made only from the finest of Cloudsdale's clouds and from the rarest of bird feathers among other super soft materials. You can only imagine what transpired next. My beautiful creation was snatched up from my by a band of thieving dragons! This sadly was to be expected. Dragons as you know are attracted to soft things though I am not entirely sure why. But I have a theory. I think it has something to do with their land's environment. Nothing but hard rocks and tough terrain for miles. Certainly no place for a mere pony," explained Cutter in a calm, casual manner.

Chauncy, meanwhile, was jumping up and down waving frantically at him. Finally acknowledging her, Cutter sighed. "Yes Chauncy? You have a query for your brilliant yet misunderstood master?" Chauncy squeaked excitedly in reply.

Realizing his own error, Cutter blushed. "Yes, I see... You are right of course," he said grateful to have her along. Cutter then turned back to the sarcastic griffon. "Uh actually I'd like to retract my previous statement concerning the...ponies," he began through gritted teeth. "As a nice, normal pegasus pony I do not hate my fellow ponies! That would just be silly! I mean to actually hate one's own kind would just be preposterous, wouldn't you agree? I was just trying to be uh like you: funny and what was that word again? Ah, yes sarcastic! Yes, I was merely trying to be humorous and sarcastic. Did you really think I was being serious about hating my own kind? You were right before. You are funny," he mused with forced laughter. Speaking highly of the enemy was as difficult as eating tough peanut brittle. Oh how he loathed saying nice things about...ponies! There were so many horrible things he would rather do! But alas he had no choice, that is if he wanted to maintain his perfect cover. No way did he want this griffon to wise up to his changeling trickery.

He flicked a tear from his eye. "Say I don't suppose you have anything in the way of a...best friend, do you?" he asked as he imagined what a griffon's love might taste like. 'Probably delicious,' he thought greedily.

That was about when the griffon started flying about like crazy in her mad attempt to remove all the dirt. Watching her, Cutter laughed. His plan of having her freak out worked far better than he ever could have imagined. "I guess I must have some sort of...sense of humor or whatever you people call it, to have found that funny. Then again I owe all that to Chauncy. She's been teaching me what most folks find funny along with some other social interaction type stuff. You know the stuff that's not that important. I'm much too busy learning about science and doing research to care too much about humor. But good work nonetheless my fine eight legged friend," he dramatically declared earning himself a casual wave from Chauncy. The two really did work well together. She was great at social interaction and understood humor while he understood science and math.

He watched as Gail landed on the fancy looking cobblestone path. The griffon then mentioned something about his physical appearance looking creepy. The disguised changeling gasped. "You're lying! Lies! Filthy griffony lies!" he shouted in an accusing tone. Finally realizing how strange this must have looked, he coughed. "I mean I have no idea what you are talking about. I am just a normal, average filthy dirt pegasus pony. Yes, completely and utterly normal," he quickly added. He didn't respond to the griffon accusing him of failing to comprehend sarcasm since he already mentioned that he was in the process of learning it. Instead he yawned and stretched out his back legs and wings. "Soooooo you done insulting me yet or have you yet even more quips to share with me?" he asked in an almost bored tone. This insulting each other thing was fun at first, but now he was just getting bored.

Luckily, the three were joined by a fourth, an actual pegasus by the looks of it. "Hm yes and perhaps in addition to the buttered popcorn we could offer her a tasty beverage to go with it?" He looked the newcomer over very carefully as he tried his best not to drool. His observations informed him that she was in weather patrol and as such very athletic. 'A pegasus and a griffon to feast upon! Oh happy day,' he thought greedily smiling to himself. "At any rate, welcome newcomer! And don't let this big bad griffon worry you nor myself! Back there we were just having some harmless fun with each other, isn't that right Gail? Nothing you need concern yourself with or take too seriously! The name's Cutter. Dr. Cutter and like you I am just a normal pegasus except unlike you I am not in weather patrol. Let's just say my gifts lay...elsewhere," he playfully introduced with a soft chuckle in his attempt to appear friendly and non-threatening.

Unfortunately for Cutter it was then his ingenious pegasus disguise began to flicker back and forth a few times before melting away completely revealing the non-reformed changeling inside. Sadly Cutter didn't notice this and looked more than prepared to continue with his rant. "How about you buddy, do you have a very best friend?" he asked drooling unable to control himself any longer. Chauncy, however, did notice and jumped up and down wildly in her effort to warn her clueless master. "Yes, Chauncy, what is it this time? Oh yes, now I understand why you're so upset. I forgot to introduce you to our new friend. Well this is Chauncy, my pet blue cobalt tarantula whom I love with all my heart," he formally introduced his pet still hopelessly oblivious to his pegasus guise melting away.

Looking at her again, however, he saw her warnings and understandably panicked. Grabbing his spider up and tossing her onto his back, his bright red changeling eyes looked anxiously around as he nervously backed away from the two. "Uh whatever you two are thinking right now-it's a lie! It's all lies! I'm not really a uh changeling! This is just um my uh Nightmare Night costume from last year. Yeah, that's it and it just um appeared on me because that is exactly how I designed it! So just back away nice and slow like before I do something really horrible to you like um laying eggs in your head! Also to recap I'm not a changeling," Cutter lied in his attempt to deny what he really was.

[TwiDashPie]

Silver was slightly taken aback by the griffon's remark at her. She was about to either snap back or fly away, when she realized the griffon was being sarcastic. It still sounded rude though, but then she remembered that the male pegasus was insulting her. Silver looked at the griffon, then the Pegasus, then back and forth for a while before stopping. She didn't know what to say, she had never been in a situation like this before. Then again, she had never been in a situation before with anypony except herself.

Silver walked a bit closer and tried to think of something to say. She couldn't just stand there saying nothing. She immediately regretted watching them. Silver could've just flown home and this would never have happened. She looked around nervously, knowing that she was taking too long to answer. She thought of any possible thing she could say, but most of them were bad. This was a awkward situation after all. Silver hated that her curiosity had gotten the best of her. It always seemed to do that. She looked back at the griffon. "Oh, um, sorry for watching. I was just curious on what was happening." She finally said before almost immediately face hoofing at the stupidity of her answer.

Then she looked over at the pegasus, who seemed to be looking her over. Silver was confused, why was he looking her over? She couldn't help but think to herself. She listened as he asked her if she had a best friend. Silver continued listening and saying nothing when he said something about her on weather patrol. How did he know that? She wasn't athletic in the slightest, in fact she was rather skinny. She thought about answering but then heard him mention something about the tarantula he and on his head and that he wasn't a changeling. Silver honestly didn't know what to say, it was kind of obvious, well to her, that he was a changeling. However, saying that could probably get her in a bigger situation than this one. She sighed and decided to say nothing "Um, yea, you are a changeling. Why are you freaking out?" Wow, apparently her mouth didn't listen to her.

[HighSpeedChase]

Gail was getting tired of listening to Dr. Cutter's voice. He seemed to talk on and on about stuff she doesn't care about in the slightest. In response to what he was saying, she'd lightly nod her head her mumble 'mhm'. He was talking about making a soft pillow or something, but Gail wasn't paying much attention. She was bored out of her mind, but trying to be nice, she acted like she was listening. "Right, right," she said a few times, wrapping her tail around her paws.

Her posture straightened when he started to talk about not actually hating his 'own' kind. The tip of her lion tail flicked up, making her eyes go back to the strange Pegasus. "Yeah, why would you hate your own kind? If you did, you must hate yourself then," she answered, a small smile on her beak. He asked her a strange question, something about her having a best friend. "Uuuhhh, yeah, I have plenty of close friends. I don't see why that would matter to you, but I mean, whatever," she said. "Unless you wanna meet them or something, though they're not the ones to be around with. They're strange," she continued.

Shaking her body to get all the dust off once again, she glared at the stallion. "I'm not lyin', dude. Do you see how many weird looks you get.. constantly? I'm surprised you haven't noticed yet. Literally everypony here is staring at you like you're a-" she paused, witnessing his weirdo freak out. "Uuhh, yeah, normal Pegasus pony. Okay.. like you weren't anything else anyway. What else would you be? A-a changeling?" Gail started to burst out laughing, a few snorts trickling from her laughter. "I-if you were one- Haha, that would be a little strange, hahaha, right?" She held her bird claws on her stomach, trying to get her normal breathing pattern back. "I crack myself up sometimes," she suddenly said, wiping a tear from her eye.

Gail could see that she shocked the female Pegasus from her reaction. "Sorry, I didn't mean it like that," she mumbled under her breath. "Today has just been weird, and I haven't gotten much sleep lately. You know, young teenager problems." The griffon turned back to Dr. Cutter, seeing something incredibly weird. "Um," she hummed, raising her arm up to point at the creature in front of her. "Dr. Cutter?" she said, tilting her head in confusion. Then it hit her like a brick wall. "Yo-you're a changeling...? Like, actually a changeling...? I've never- never seen one before! Wait.. You're not reformed," she said. "I thought changelings were reformed.. DOES THAT MEAN YOU'RE GONNA TAKE MY LOVE FROM ME?!" she yelled, taking off into the sky and landing behind the female Pegasus. Some loose feathers lingered in the air as she had a terrified look on her face. "You come anywhere near me, and I will rip your eyes ou-" she stopped herself from finishing her sentence "Gail, listen to yourself, he hasn't done anything to you yet. He's probably a good changeling who lost his path," she thought to herself.

She started to calm down, listening to his excuses. "Look, dude. That is NOT a Nightmare Night costume. If it was, it wouldn't vanish on like your transformation did. I don't think technology exists like that.." the tomboy said, using her brain instead of fear for once. She still kept her stance behind the skinny Pegasus, still a little shaken.

[Rapid Quill]

It surprised Dr. Cutter that the scrawny pegasus didn't fear him as the griffon did. Well, at least the griffon had sense enough to get out of his way and fear him. Now all that remained was to get the scrawny pegasus to do the same. Not fear me, an evil rule breaking hegemonic? Preposterous! She shall rue the day she didn't fear me! Rue! He grinned wildly revealing his sharp teeth while his long tongue flicked around much like a dragon's. Stroking his chin, he stared the little brave pegasus down. "You...don't fear me? What's wrong with you? I mean where have you been? Did you not get the memo? I mean hello, evil, non-reformed changeling bent on world conquest standing right in front of you! Gail here at least has sense enough to run and hide from me! Why don't you?" Cutter admitted looking quite out of breath.

His mind wheeled on how he should proceed. By this time Gail was freaking out so much that she took cover behind the brave yet foolish pegasus losing several feathers along the way. Cutter may have been criminally insane, but he wasn't stupid. He recognized the growing danger. He was in Canterlot, after all, home of Princesses Celesia and Luna. And what's more, Cutter knew he wouldn't be able to capture and hold both Gail and Silver. At most he could only capture one of them, but if he did then the other would likely fly off and get help, likely princess help. Even Cutter did not want that kind of attention. It was not a battle he wanted to engage in just yet mainly because he was not prepared for it. Similarly, if he lets them both go there was nothing stopping them from informing the princesses of him. Plus, he ran the risk of looking weak by doing that. Sadly it appeared he had no choice. 'Curse my infernal disguise for failing on me so spectacularly,' Cutter grumbled to himself as he casually kicked a nearby soda can in frustration.

Lowering his head in defeat, he let out a sigh. He looked back at the two. "Okay, fine, so yes, you caught me. This form of mine is no costume! It is the real me! This is how I look! I really am a changeling! But while such automatic costume technology does not yet exist, I am certain that if given the time and the proper equipment I, the ingenious Dr. Cutter could invent such," Cutter further admitted. "Anyways, the point I am trying to make here is, you two had best get out of here before I do something really horrible to you like draining you of all your precious, delicious love! So yes, go! Run away! And as an added bonus I am going to very conveniently turn around to take a few moments to admire this lovely sediment crack in the ground. During this time I will be too occupied to pay either of you any mind," he warned them, tongue flickering like mad in his attempt to scare them both away.

As promised he turned around. "I also pray that neither of you will tell anyone and I do mean anyone that you saw me. My kind as you undoubtedly know isn't exactly welcomed in these parts," he added with a sigh. What he was doing was pretty obvious: letting them go although only begrudgingly. He hated doing this because he didn't want to look like he was going soft. He had to remind himself that this was not the case and that he was only letting them go out of necessity and for his own survival. Hopefully, he could still get the things he needed on his shopping list with a little help from a homemade disguise and some sneaking around.

[TwiDashPie]

Silver watched as the griffon said something to the male pegasus changeling, then apologized to Silver for her outburst. She sighed, hoping that this situation she was in would end soon. She looked back seeing that the griffon was freaking out upon realizing that he was a real changeling. She watched as the griffon continued yelling and freaking out. She hoped the griffon wouldn't do anything stupid or just bad in general. Then she saw the saw the griffon start flying then did probably the worst thing ever, or so thought Silver. She saw the griffon land behind her and continue to freak out. Silver sighed and thought about moving away from the griffon, but she did feel kind of bad. The griffon seemed terrified, so much so that feathers were still lingering in the air from when she had flown. This situation just got 100 times worse, well, that's what Silver thought.


She turned back to the changeling, to see him flicking his tongue and staring her down. She stared at him with a surprisingly confident glare. She didn't dare to even try to respond to his questions. She saw that he seemed out of breath and that he seemed kind of annoyed and frustrated. Well, not even kind of, he seemed very frustrated. She glanced around trying to figure out why, when it dawned on her. Oh, he wanted to attack them but they were in Canterlot. Ok, that makes much more sense. She thought to herself before bringing her attention back to the changeling. She saw him yell at them and tell them to run away and that he was going to pretend to be distracted so they could flee. She sighed with relied, it was over. Silver went to move, when she realized she wasn't moving. She suddenly felt a surge of confidence and bravery in her. Oh no, this has happened before, but not usually in this dangerous of a situation. She tried to ignore it but it wouldn't go away. So Silver did the only thing she could do, which was nothing. 

[HighSpeedChase]

    Talons on her head, holding onto her head feathers so tightly that she thought she could bleed, her heart beating erratically, her overly long tail whipping back and forth in distress... Gail was an absolute mess. She knew net to nothing about unreformed changelings, besides that they could take all the love from you and make you feel worthless. She hated feeling worthless. The poor griffon had felt that too many times in her young griffon-hood. This changeling could practically ruin her emotions, feelings, and most definitely damage her confidence (which she barely has left after this incident). Gail just didn't know how to take this situation into her own bird-like claws. The fact that the scrawny Pegasus just stood there doing nothing..

   Wait, the small Pegasus wasn't doing anything! Not only did Gail have no way to act besides being a scaredy cat, but the pony she was hiding behind wasn't doing anything! She wasn't showing any rage inducing fear, or any fear for that matter. It kind of made Gail a little more scared. She couldn't figure out what the Pegasus was feeling, and Gail was generally good a reading individual's emotions, so the fact that she couldn't read the stranger's was kind of intimidating. So, the griffon clench her sharp claws together and stood up, taking in a sharp breath and pulling all the confidence she had together, she slowly walked in front of the Pegasus and made a daring stance. She opened her wings as far as they could go, making sure she made her small wings look as big as possible. She stuck her tail almost straight up, flicking the tip every once in a while. 

    She thought for a second before she opened her small beak, taking in a few deep breaths to calm her rapid heart down. At first her eyes looked timid and scared, her pupils almost as big as her eye itself, but soon she pulled herself together, her eyes starting to look threatening. Her black pupils turned to the size of a penny, anger running through her body. "Look, dude. I think me and her both can agree that you a truly insane, but you don't have to be that way. If you took a step back from us, then maybe we won't be chasing for help. Very bad things could happen to you, if you do anything to me, or this surprisingly brave Pegasus behind me," she said, taking a quick glance at the female Pegasus behind her. "So, just calm down for a second, and stop rambling on about how we should run, because I know both of us aren't going to do that. Knowing that you're out here, running free in this peaceful city, we couldn't let you do that. We both know that you'd end up hurting somepony. I don't mean to speak for both of us, uh, what's your name?" she suddenly asked the white Pegasus. "Anyway, I don't mean to speak for you, I just think we could agree on many things." Gail took a long breath, taking in the reaction of the changeling.

    After a few seconds of silence, Gail opened her bird beak again. "If you would please be kind and thoughtful to us, we might not do anything. We could get you some help or.. get you a coffee so you won't think of anything lunatic-like," she said, using her claws as gestures while she spoke. "Anything you two gotta say?" she asked, meaning the question to go to both the changeling and the Pegasus.