Anon's Blue Badge Of Valor (Low self-esteem)

>It's been a few months since you've settled down near Ponyville and thankfully ponies are used to you enough that they no longer try to drive you off with torches and pitchforks.
>You know that you look weird to them, but being treated like a pariah because of it is a bit much at times.
>Due to this weird stigma you somehow acquired you decided to live on the edge of the Everfree forest.
>You're not completely alone however.
>Somehow shortly after you arrived you managed to get on friendly terms with the local mailpony, Derpy.
>It turned out to be quite the blessing because she was able to persuade the Cakes to hire you on as a extra hand.
>The sun has set signaling the end of your shift as kitchen help at Sugar Cube Corner.
>Mrs. cake was nice enough to send you home with a few extra end-of-day cherry pastries.
>She even packed them in a nice paper bag so they wouldn't get too cool on the walk.
>You leave the town limits and begin following the trail to your cabin when you hear a loud rustling coming from a nearby group of dense bushes on your right.
>You ignore it at first believing it to be a random woodland critter or some such.
>You walk further down the path and the rustling follows slightly behind.
>Whatever is in the brush is making sure to stay just out of your sight.
>You hope it isn't a Timberwolf.
>Oh how you hate Timberwolves.
>You still have the scars on your right arm from when a Timberwolf thought you were a Beggin Strip.
>Not wanting to get attacked from behind you slowly advance towards the rustling while looking for something to use as a weapon should the need arise.
"Hello? Whoever is hiding in the brush, come out."
>The rustling comes to a sudden halt and you hear a low hiss from within the brush.
"I swear if you're a Timberwolf I'm gonna chop your twiggy little butt into firewood."
>A black mass jumps out of the brush and is aimed straight at your face.
>Dropping your cherry flavored treats, you throw your arms up in a defensive stance and strike out at the thing.
>Your fist connects with something cold, moist, and hard causing it to rocket back into the bushes.
>The thing impacts into a tree with a loud grunt and then you hear it flop onto the ground.
>Who would have ever guessed that those weeks spent at the boxing gym would have come in useful here in magic pony land.
>You spend a moment collecting your wits, and picking up your pastries, before making your way into the bushes.
>Slowly creeping forward, you scan the surroundings praying to whatever horse god there is that you didn't just haymaker someone from Ponyville.
"Hey? Are you okay? I'll go get help, where are you?"
>As you pass through the bushes into the treeline, something drops down onto your back and starts raining blows on your head.
>Fearing for your life, you toss your poor pastries to the side and try to dislodge the creature from your back.
>After several more blows to your skull you manage to grab the thing and throw it against a tree.
>Sliding down the tree, the tangled mess of limbs and wings lays motionless on the ground.

>Feeling the sticky wet feeling of blood running down your scalp you clutch your hand to your head and hope that it isn't anything serious.
"What the hell is this bullshit? Is this why ponies always stay away from the forest? Ugh..."
>Walking over to the downed creature you stoop down and get a closer look at it.
>It looks similar in shape to the usual ponies you've come to see except it's greyish black with bright green eyes and somewhat insectile in appearance.
>You hear another rustle coming from over by the tree line and you throw your arms up preparing to strike at whatever is coming through.
>Much to your surprise it's a small blue pony wearing what looks like a little black police hat.
>It even has a little nightstick cutie mark.
>Seeing that it's a pony and not another bug-thing you relax your arms and call out.
"Be careful there's this weird bug thing over here that just attacked me. There may be more nearby."
>Behind you another voice calls out making your blood run cold.
>"Officer! Thank Celestia that you're here. This monster dragged me into the woods and kept hitting me."
>You spin around towards the voice and your eyes widen in shock.
>Where the bug was before is now an elderly looking female pony with blood dripping from her nose and a badly bruised side.
>The police pony looks between the two of you in confusion as if unsure of who to believe.
>"Please Mrs. officer do something! I tried to defend myself but I'm just a old mare and I couldn't stop it.
>The "old lady" lets out the fakest sounding cough you have ever heard but the officer seems to buy it.
>"Halt right there you monster. I don't know who you are or where you're from but attacking ponies is strictly against the law here."
>You put your hands up in panic.
"Now hold on there lady, this thing jumped on me, I don't know where the granny came from. I swear she wasn't there a second ago."
>The mare slowly pulls herself up off of the ground and limps past the officer into Ponyville.
>"Thank you once again officer, you really saved me."
>Not taking her eyes off of you the officer nods.
>"I'm just doing my part in keeping everypony safe."
>Once the old lady is a few feet behind the officer it turns back into the bug-pony and flies off.
>Your jaw drops and you point to the fleeing bug-pony.
"Oh come on! It's right friggin there! The damn bug I was telling you about was the granny!"
>The officer's eyes widen and she takes a shaky step back,
>"Not only are you acting out in violence but you aren't even coherent."
>You take a step towards to blue pony and she quickly scampers back.
"Hey wait a minute here, I'm telling you-"
>"You w-will stay right there and not come any closer if y-you know what's good for you."
>You notice that she's about to trip over a root.
"Watch out for the root!"
>You call out too late and the pony trips backwards and falls to the ground letting out a yelp of pain.
>"AAAGH!"
>She tries to stand back up and falls over again while clutching her rear leg.
>"Stay.. stay away! I'm warning you, I'll take you out if you try anything!"
>Shes rocking back and forth while in the dirt. She doesn't look like she's going to be taking anyone out any time soon.
>You let out a sigh and shake your head.
"If it's not one thing today it's another."
>walking over to the injured pony you kneel down next to her.
>She tries to cover her head and begins sobbing into the dirt.
>"Please just leave me alone. I won't tell anyone I saw you so please... just go away."
>You just wanted to go home, wash up, relax, and eat your cherry pastries.
>What's with all this shit?
"Look here you, you're obviously hurt and if I leave you here you're likely to get eaten by a Timberwolf or something.
>Upon hearing mention of Timberwolves the pony lets out a loud wail and tries to drag herself into the bushes.
"Will you just calm down already!? I live just at the end of this trail so I'm gonna take you home with me and we'll look at your leg and see if it's anything serious.
>Before she can voice her opinion you scoop her up and toss her over your shoulder giving your field view a lovely show of her rump.
>You hear a howl in the distance and decide that it's time to go.
"Sorry if this is rough but we should get moving before a Timberwolf really does show up.
>With the whimpering blue police pony tossed over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes you take off down the trail in a full sprint hoping to avoid any other surprises.
>Stopping briefly to yet again grab your pastries.
>Those poor things didn't deserve this kind of treatment.
>You pray yet again to the horse god hoping that they aren't squished.