Stand Pony Incomplete

>Be Anon
>You’re walking to Sugarcube Corner
>The sun had gone down about an hour ago
>As you approached the door you heard something smash and a lot of shouting coming from inside
>You reach out for the door but it bursts open, a green pony flying out
>You slams into your chest
>By instinct you wrap your arms around him to secure his safety
>You stubble back a few steps, but were able to prevent yourself from falling
>Out of the open door runs Bon Bon
>She looked beaten and out of breath
>Catching sight of the pony in your arms, she ran at you
>”Anon, drop him!”
>Before you were able to question it a green hoof slams into your face
>You release the pony and move your hands up to your now broken nose
>The pony lands graceful on the ground and darts down the rode
>Just before disappearing into an alley he turns back to Bon Bon
>”You can’t stop it Bon Bon, this world will be mine!”
>You weren’t going to let this asshole get away after what he did to you
>You took off after him, Bon Bon following close behind
>You turn down the alley to find him standing at a dead end
>You walked towards him
“Hey asshole, did you really think that-“
>You were cut off as the wind got knocked out of you
>You drop to your knees, gasping for air
>Looking around, you didn’t find anything or anyone that hit you
>”Stupid mortal…”
>You watched as he jumped from street level to the rooftops, disappearing
>”WWWWWRRRRYYYY”
>Just then Bon Bon turned the corner
>”Damn it, where did he going? Anon!”
>She stepped up to your side
>You looked down at you, fury in her eyes
>She took a deep breath and stepped away, probably quelling the urge to destroy your face even more
>”Anon, go home. This is too big for you.”
>You open your mouth to object, but then close it, know that it is
>But what was going on? Who was that pony, and how did he hit you without touching you?
>You’ll have to ask Bon Bon later, now you should get home, or to a hospital

>You get home after a quick visit to the hospital
>You try to sleep, but find it difficult
>You shouldn’t, this stuff happens in Ponyville all the time
>But to Twilight and the gang, not ponies like Bon Bon
>You NEED to talk to her about it
>You were finally able to get to sleep

>The next morning you head out to go talk to Bon Bon
>She was at her candy cart in the Ponyville town square
>It was a school day so traffic was slow until the kids got out
>That gave you the perfect opportunity to talk to her
>You stepped up to the cart
“Bon Bon, about last night…”
>”You wouldn’t understand, Anon.”
“What, why?”
>”Because you’re an idiot…”
>…
>She looks at you, deadpan
>”Alright, you really want to know?”
>You nod, and she motions you closer
>She points a hoof at the outdoor café across the street
>”She the pony with the ball of string cutie mark?”
>You squint to make out the cutie mark, but yes you see him
>A very bland earth pony with a light brown coat and dark brown mane
>He’s eyeing this way, but looks back to his newspaper
>”Go over there and tell him that I sent you. If he doesn’t believe you, instigate a fight.”
>He doesn’t look that tough, but from what happened yesterday looks can be deceiving
>You really didn’t want to get into a fight
>So, you do as you’re told and go over to the café
>You sit across from the pony
>He lowers his newspaper and looks at you, eyebrow cocked
“Uh… Bon Bon sent me.”
>He smiles and looks over at Bon Bon, who gives you a wave
>”Is that so?”
>You nod nervously
>”Alright…”
>He places the newspaper down on the table and stands, letting out a sigh
>Out of nowhere a powerful for launches you through the café, knocking into vacant tables and chairs
>You land about 20 feet away from your original position, mostly unscaved
>The pony nonchalantly sauntered over to you
>”You sure you’re with Bon Bon?”
>He seemed like he was trying to hold back a laugh
>You look to Bon Bon, who was just standing there, smirking
>You nod again
>The pony reared up as if he was going to elbow drop you
>You closed your eyes in preparation of the pain
>A second goes by and you hear a thud and an auditable gasp
>Re-opening your eyes you see two new… ponies?
>One looked like it was an old animatronic from Chuck E. Cheese’s back on earth, but a pony
>Its arm was extended out in a punch and was connected to the second pony
>You didn’t really have much of a view of her, the only thing you could see was her massive, off-pink flank in your face
>Both were translucent and hovering a few inches off the ground
>The pink one’s arms were crossed, blocking the punch of the automaton
>She uncrossed them, deflecting the other’s fist, and cocked back her own
>Throwing it forward, it connected with the robo-pony’s face
>The face of it sent both it and the pony with the string cutie mark flying backwards
>The brown pony clatters to the ground, but quickly recovers
>He looks to you, then to Bon Bon
>”Well, looks like we have a new development. I should probably go tell Theron about this. Catch you around, Stand user.”
>And with that he runs off, leaving you dazed and confused
>You pull yourself to your feet, and dust yourself off
>You turn to the pink pony and find out she’s gone
>You walk back over to Bon Bon, who was staring at you, mouth agape
“What?”
>She still stares wordlessly
>You wave your hand in from of her face
>She shakes her head, snapping back to reality
>”I never expected you to be… Anon, come to my house tonight, around six. For now, I recommend you go home.”
>You don’t argue and just walk home
>Who were those ponies? And why did he call you a Stand user?
>This was too much for you right now
>You just need to get home and clear your head

>The rest of the day is spent home, reading a book and having a little wine to help you relax
>But now it was time to go and meet Bon Bon
>The sun was just setting on the horizon when you set out, throwing a jacket on for the oncoming night cold
>The trip across town was uneventful
>Everyone in Ponyville knew where everyone else lived
>The town was a lot larger than you expected it to be
>As you approached you noticed Bon Bon through her kitchen bay window
>You wave at her and she motions for you to come in
>You step though the front door and into the kitchen
>She was sitting at an island in the middle of the room, flipping through a magazine
>”Keep your voice down, Lyra’s asleep.”
>She didn’t even look up at you
>You nod and take a seat opposite her
“Alright, can you tell me what the hell’s been going on now?”
>Wordless she stands and walks to the counter
>Opening a drawer she rustles around in it for a few seconds
>The suspense is killing you as you lean forward
>In a blink of an eye she spins back, hurling a knife at you
>You close your eyes and cover your face, letting out a shriek you’re less than proud of
>But nothing happens
>You open your eyes and move your arms
>The pink pony from earlier had caught the blade between her hooves
>But where did she…
>It took you a second to register
>You trace her body
>She was sprouting out of your chest
>You let out another wail and tilt back in your chair
>You crash to the ground, the knife landing beside you
>Bon Bon practically jumped over the island to get to you
>She slammed her hoof down on your chest, a murderous look in her eyes
>She opened her mouth to yell out you but the sound of creaking from upstairs cut her off
>You both freeze
>The creaking stop and Bon Bon let you go
>You quickly get back on your feet
“What the fuck was that thing”
>You try as hard as you can to whisper
>She looks you in the eye
>”The manifestation of your fighting spirit. It is an entity that you can control with you will. Each having their own individual powers and abilities. It’s called… a Stand.”
>As she said that a ghostly image sprang from her back
>It was a barrel-chested stallion with long flowing hair and unusual colors
>His coat is a mixed pattern of brown and orange
>He just flouted there, wordlessly staring at you
>Bon Bon continued
>”My Stand here is named Candy Shop.”
>You cut her off
“You mean like that 50 Cent song?”
>She gives you a quizzical look
>”Who’s 50 Cent?”
>Right, doesn’t have the same music here
>You wave it off and she resumes speaking
>”His ability is that anything inanimate he touches becomes edible.”
>She points her hoof to the knife on the floor and her Stand jumps into action
>Her lifts up the utensil and hands it to you
>You hesitantly bring it to your nose and take a whiff
>The handle smells like chocolate
>You run you tongue along the side of it
>Bon Bon watches intently as you do so
>It certainly tastes like chocolate
>Finally, you put it in your mouth and take a bite
>The sweet taste of milk chocolate fills your mouth
>You’re still iffy about trying the blade, but you do it anyway
>You find that it is actually some sort of taffy
>You scarf down the rest of the utensil happily
>”Now, try to bring your Stand out.”
>You not really sure how to do that
>You flex every muscle, trying to force it out
>”No no no… You need to bring it out with you will, no try to force it like a shit while constipated.”
>You stop flexing and take a deep breath
>You focus for mind on the taste of forcing this Stand out of you
>Nothing happened for several second
>You feel a rush from your chest
>The pink mare is floating just outside of your chest
>You’ve only been able to get a view from the back so far
>She has a short mane or tail, a slightly brighter shade of pink than her body
>No distinguishable features though from a regular pony
>”Alright, now that you’ve established you can summon your Stand through your own will we’ll need to find out its abilities. Meet me in the Apple’s orchard tomorrow morning, bright and early.”
>You open your mouth to protest
>”We both know you have nothing better planned.”
>Even though she was right you still didn’t want to let her know
>You just walk out of her house, saying some less-than-nice things under your breath

>You wake up, Bright and early
>The rising sun assaults your eyes as you go about your morning routine much earlier than you ever should
>After sluggishly accomplishing the basic morning tasks you’re out the door and on your way to the Apple family orchard to meet Bon Bon
>As you walk you recall the crazy…
>No, not just crazy, BIZARRE events of the past couple of days
>Being at the wrong place at the wrong time ends up with you finding out you have a magical ghost inside you
>This shit is bananas
>B-A-N-A-N-A-S
>Anyways, you arrive at the orchard to find Bon Bon talking with Granny Smith
>Seeing you she turns
>”You’re late.”
>It’s too early for this shit
>You just yawn and walk up to here and Granny Smith
>”I was just telling Granny Smith about yo…”
>You lean against a tree and begin to does off
>You’re right on the cusp of sleep before something grabs your leg and yanks it out from under you
>”Pay attention.”
>Granny Smith’s voice rang through your half-conscious head
>You open your eyes and blink the sleep away
>Red roots were wrapped around your leg
>You traced them back to Granny Smith’s forehoof
>You reel back in shock
“You’re a Stand user?”
>She smiles as her Stand roots retract back into her arm
>”Yes I am.”
>You pick yourself up and dust off your clothes
 “Alright, what’s your Stand then?”
>”My Stand is Harvest Time, it can make land fertile and take its fertility away.”
>Bon Bon steps forward
>”There are a lot of Stand users around Equestria Anon, me, you, and Granny are just a few.”
>You pick yourself up and dust off your clothes
“Are there any others in Ponyville?”
>”Not recently, the last one other than us was my estranged aunt Apple Pie.”
>Wait…
>Hold on…
“Apple… Pie? Like, from the Pie family?”
>”One in the same. She had a disagreement with my family and went off to make her own apple orchard. Let’s just say the land wasn’t as good as she had thought.”
>Granny Smith laughed as her stand snaked up her foreleg
>You took a few steps back
>Bon Bon chuckled a little at your reaction
>Granny’s laughter died down
>”They made the best of it though, turned it into a rock farm. Made more money selling precious stones than they ever would have selling apples. It worked out well for both families. Some of the remaining Pies have Stands as well.”
>You think back to when you met Pinkie’s sisters
>None of them were really that interesting
>Except for Maud
>Unf
>But they didn’t seem to have any sort of “special powers”
>Maybe it was their mother or father
>Bon Bon breaks your line of thought
>”We should get started. Anon, bring out your Stand.”
>You step back even further and close your eyes
>You do as you did last night, trying to force your Stand out through sheer will
>The a rushing feeling the pink pony sprouts out of you, hovering over your shoulders this time
>The pony overs a few inches over your head
>Both the mares stared at the spirit
>”Pink, very suiting for you Anonymous.”
>Granny Smith snickered
>What happened to the sweet old lady and why was she replaced by this snarky bitch?
>”Now Anon, try to have you Stand hit me.”
>You just stood silently for a few seconds
>Bon Bon sighed angrily
>”With you will power, force it to do what you want it to.”
>You nod and close your eyes, focusing intently
>You feel the onset of a headache as you try to get your Stand to do your bidding
>Opening your eyes you find that your Stand hasn’t moved
>Frustrated, you try again
>Still no luck
>You turn around and look at you Stand
>This is the first time you ever saw her front
>She is completely featureless next to a stich along her center
>She kinda resembles a mannequin, but pink and mobile
“Can you hit her?”
>It just floats there, staring at you
>You extend your arm and point at Bon Bon
“Hit h-“
>You’re cut of as the Stand rushes past you at the mare
>You spin to see the action
>It seems to catches Bon Bon off guard as well
>The pony cocks her arm back, then launches it forward
>Candy Shop bursts out of her, blocking the oncoming attack
>Her hooves kick up dirt as she stumbles back
>She swings her hoof and Candy Shop follows her action
>The hit connects with your Stand’s stomach
>You feel the air rush out of your lungs
>You drop to your knees and begin to gasp for air
>You Stand slinks back into your body
>”Stands are connected to their user. If you take damage, they take damage, and vice versa. If you become too weak you can’t use your Stand.”
>After a few seconds you drag yourself to your feet only to find Candy Shop with his hoof cocked back
>You quickly roll out of the way
“What the fuck!?”
>Candy Shop takes another swing
>Your Stand reappears and blocks it
>”In a real fight your opponent isn’t going to let you rest.”
>You block another attack, and then swing at him, the pink pony following you
>Candy swipes the hit out of the way then slugs your Stand in her side
>You drop to one knee, clutching your ribs
>Candy Shop backs off, going back to his master
 >”Now, me and Granny Smith are going to attack together. Are you ready?”
>You get back up, still holding your side
“No!”
>Both of their Stands rush at you
>You close your eyes and put your arms over your head, hoping for the best
>Pain rocks your appendages
>A collected gasp comes from both of the mares
>You her Bon Bon chuckle
>”I guess we found what its special power is.”
>Through the pain you force your eyes open
>You look over at Bon Bon
>Your stand is blocking Candy Shop’s punch
>Then over to Granny Smith
>Your Stand’s forehooves were wrapped up in Harvest Time
>Wait… Two Stands?
>The mares call back their Stands, giving you relief from your pain
>You sit down on the ground, regaining your lost energy
>The mares begin to make their way to you
>They didn’t get far
>A giant shadow passes over you
>You look to the sky as a black figure drops from the hole between the tree branches
>It lands between you and the mares
>Standing up, it reveals itself to be an all-black griffin
>On his head is a mask that looks like a skull and a skeleton was crudely drawn on his plumage
>He extends his wings, revealing more painted on bones
>He holds them out dignified as he speaks in a suave sounding Latino accent
>”Allow me to introduce myself. I am el luchador excelente, Spooky.”
>You look at the confident griffin, unsure of what he is going to do
>He turns his attention to you, folding his wings as he approaches
>”You must be Anon, my master has told me to find you.”
>He extends a talon, causing you to flinch, taking a defensive pose
>Realizing he means no harm you ease your hand into his scaly digits
>His grip was firm and his smile beaming
“Wait… Master?”
>His smile grew even wider
>”A man by the name of Brando.”
>The name didn’t ring any bells
>Wait… did he…?
>You were ripped from you thoughts as his grip became painfully tight around you hand
>Looking up you see Spooky’s face racked in pain and Candy Shop hovering over him
>You look at Bon Bon in shock
>”Brando’s the stallion that tried to kill me. Spooky must be one of his assassins.”
>Spooky, still holding your hand, regained himself, still smiling
>”You marefriend isn’t as dim-witted as Master Brando entailed. Either way, this is goodbye Anon.”
“She’s not my mare… friend…”
>His grip tighten around your hand
>Your body begins to feel sluggish
>The smile still shines on his beak, but this time looking more sinister
>Your knees begin to tremble and you feel lightheaded
>Black begins vignette your vision
>What was he doing to you?
>Sounds happening around you sound like faint echoes
>You could swear her was glowing
>You drop to your knees
>You hear your heartbeat in your ears
>It’s slow, the space between each ‘thud’ seeming longer than the last
>You find it difficult to get enough air in and begin to gasp
>In a split second it all came rushing back
>Candy Shop struck the avian assassin, knocking him to the ground
>Once his grip was removed from yours you find it much easier to breath, taking exaggeratedly deep breaths
>After getting enough air to fill a small city you stand back up, your Stand appearing by your side
>Spooky had recovered as well and was standing proud with his wings outstretched
>”It seems my job was not complete, but this is still goodbye. Until next time Anon.”
>He raise a clenched talon and struck it to the ground
>”Earthquake Overdrive!”
>As if on cue the ground begins to shake violently
>You try to keep your balance by putting your arms out, but still fail, dropping to your knees
>One of the trees near Bon Bon falls over, being pulled out from the root
>Several more trees collapse
>The sound of rustling next to you catches your ear
>Your too slow to see it, but you recognize the sound
>You hear a snap and a solid crack and then you’re out cold

>Your eyes flutter open to the inside of the Apple’s farmhouse
>You had been placed with care in a cozy bed
>The entire family was there
>Applejack was talking to Granny Smith
>”Ah just don’t get it… An earthquake in the middle ah’ Ponyville?”
>Granny looked nervous
>”Well, it’s best not to dwell on the past.”
>She chuckled nervously
>”And why were Bon Bon and Anon together?”
>”We were on a date.”
>You didn’t notice, but Bon Bon was sitting beside you
>You craned your neck in the comfy bed to look at her
>You bore a wide, shit-eating grin on your face
>Whether it was at what she said or the humiliation you know she felt for saying it, you can’t say
>She just scoffed and looked away, holding her snout high
>You attempt to sit up but pain wracks your body
>Easing yourself back onto the bed Bon Bon leans in
>”You broke a few ribs.  Don’t move too quickly.”
>You touch your side, flinching slightly from the pain
>So many questions race through your mind
>The one to rush to the front was…
“Why was the griffon Spanish?”
>She gives you a stern look, telling you to shut up with her eyes
>”Later, Anon.”
>She practically hisses at you through clenched teeth
“But…”
>She places her hoof on your chest and applies a bit of pressure, shutting you up instantaneously
>Granny Smith trots to the other side of the bed
>”We should probably get you to a hospital. Apple family remedies can heal broken bones THAT quickly.”
>With that both she and Bon Bon help you out of the bed and onto your feet
>Eat step you take send pain through your body
>It seems like eons to get out of the house and even longer to get to Ponyville General
>Both the mares were completely silent on the way, both shooting worried glances at each other
>You would have asked, but you found it a little hard to breathe at the moment
>Once you arrived at the hospital you were taken into the operating room immediately
>The doctors gave you a serum that knocked you out on the way there
>You woke up in the recovery room
>Only Bon Bon was there
>She told you Granny Smith had gone home as to not raise suspicion
>You recovery only took a few days
>With the help of magical medicine of course
>During your stay Bon Bon visited you frequently
>She also answered most of your questions
>