TheHybrid

Eyes widened a bit at the cough, catching him slightly off gaurd "Well firstly, we gotta concentrate all these here plant juices into one super powerful fuel potion! Mostly 'cause it'll be a hay'a lot easier then maken 20 different vials of this stuff..." he chuckled, "Secondly, we needta take care of that cold of yurs, wont do ya any good in this weather... c'mon, we'll go find an alchemy shop. That'll knock down two trees with one buck! So 'les go!" he grinned at her and began trotting down the Unicornian road, looking at the passing shops.

Rusty pulled himself up, feels a bit of his energy coming back to him after resting for a few moments. He heard a stallion ask him a question, asking him if his 'daughter' was alright. Before he could reply to it, however, Pressy answered him, sending the curious crowd off. Rusty look at his 'neice' specutivly, "You sure yur good? You dont look so good..." he mentally kicked himself, how could he be so ignorant before? He should of noticed she was looking sick earlier.

Rusty pulled more plants up and out of their roots mechanically, the action seemingly becoming automatic "Nope, probably not. Guessin' they made sure it will be hay for us when we try to leave..." he picked three more plants, however threw them in a seperte pile, which after he took the other pile of blue plants and put them in his satchel, "Right, here we go..." he took the three seperete plants and bit into the flower of each, sucking out the magical glowing juices, absorbing their power. His horn glowed intensily bright, a humming sound growing louder and louder "Hold on pressy, we're goin' back to Unicornia, we need to mix up these here plant juices to make proper fuel... course teleportation takes lots of magic, specially for a pony like me who is technically an earth pony, which is why I had to drink some plant juice...which may still not be enough! Heh heh, hope this doesnt kill me!" He says with an excited laugh, grabing a hoof of the mare: They both disappered in an intense flash of orange light, and reappeared with the same flash in unicornia, except not really connected to the ground. They were 3 feet above the ground, which after a few moments, Rusty almost cartoonishly slammed into. He groaned, seemingy drained from the spell but otherwise okay "*pant*Well... *cough* we're here..."

Nods, helping the mare up while frowning "Probably, I mean it wouldnt be too hard for em to do... but they did put all the parts we ordered from the blacksmith into the time machine, which would make repairs faster... dont know why they did that, stupid as bricks Ah tell ha." he chuckled lightly while pulling up a few plants, throwing them in a slowly growing pile on the side, "But everything else should be much harder now... So I guess they werent too dumb."

Look around at his hooves, which were now surrounded by glowing blue plants. Oddly enough, they had escaped his attention before "Hm... well... here we are... Ah guess. Start pickin', make sure you start right at the stem of the plant... oh uhm... lemme help you up first..." he offered a hoof to the downed mare, smiling sheepishly.

Stays silent for a few moments, still processing what she had said "Pressy... yur one lucky mare, you know that? Ta have a brother lookin' after you like that... without him... you may of... you know." he chuckled grimly, "Sure glad you didn't though, cause without you, Ah'd probably still be in my shop, tinkering away at mah inventions, not goin' outside, not socializin'... etc." he looks around, smiling "But you got me to open up a bit, made me feel emotions I hadn't felt in years... just think about that for a second. Think about how important you are to others around you... how you impact them, and how they impact you." he nudges her, "Ya have the potential to change ponies lives, Pressy, be proud of that. It's a gift only lucky ponies get." he pauses for a moment, still trotting with her "Wow. Hadn't said anything like that for... huh... ten years, since my friend. Feels good to soften up sometimes..." he said mostly to himself, but somewhat to Pressy as well. ((you can RP them tripping over the plant they need, and then discovering a whole little mini-field of them))

Rusty nods as she goes on, listening intently to her rather intresting story, "Ya got lost in the middle of a snow storm... sweet Celestia ya sure were stupid when you were young... no offense, of course!" he says quickly, realizing his tiredness may be getting to him, "But now yur real smart! And creative!" he adds, making sure he cusioned the accidental insult as much as possible. He saw this mare mad, and quite frankly, he wasn't sure if he would have enough energy to endure the wrath of the mare at the moment.

He began walking, but shook his head while sighing lightly "Maybe another time Pressy, I'm all pooped out from that fight. But..." he looked at her scarf, tilting his head, "Actually, why don't ya tell me more about that there scarf? Seems like it has an intrestin' story behind it, the way you're attached to it." He asked with a tired curiosity and smile, the bags under his eyes seemed even deeper then before.

Followed the mare as she trotted over to the bush, searching for her brush with her, only pausing breifly at her question. He thought about it for a moment, "Eyep, my idol gave me this here hat. Brought a gizmo into class, explained his life story to us, 'bout how he was one of the few earth pony inventors and such, probably hopin' to inspire some young minds to become inventors themselves. 'Course at that age my mind was already set on becomin' an inventor, and Ah was just sittin' there gawkin' at him with wide eyes, amazed he was really there in the flesh!" he chuckles, "So then he went on to his gizmo, explaining to us how it worked and what it did... everypony thought it was borin'... cept me of course, Ah found it facsinatin'! ANyway, so then goes to turn it on.. and it didn' work... and Ah didn't even ask to go up, Ah just zipped up there and looked it over for a few moments, till Ah noticed their was a tiny little rusty screw loose on it. I screwed it in, and when he turned it on, it worked! Ah got my cutie mark, and my idol gave me mah hat!" he looked over for a moment, "What about you, Pressy? Where'd your mark, brush, and yur scarf come from?"

Rusty nodded, kicking out his hurt leg slightly "Yeah I'm fine, jus' buckin' doesn't do my body any favors in my age..." he chuckles, wincing lightly as he felt a cracking down in one of his legs while he was kicking it out, "There we go! Good as new..." he stretched the leg out for a moment, then put in back down, then heres what she says about her paintbrush, "Well what are we waitin' for, les find it!" he stands next to Pressy, nudging her lightly, ready to go when she goes.

Smiled somberly, trotting over to Pressy with a slight limp "There... it's done..." the orangish stallion said, looking over the two statues of themselves, "You were great there! Trickin' her like that, and all... and... changing her into stone and all..." he said with increasingly longer pauses in his words, as a pang of guilt struck him. He shook it off, justifying his actions by reminding himself what this horrible pony had done, "But now that that's all done with, wanna go get that fuel now?"

((If you want me to do something specific, or do something else, then messege me and I'll change my post)) Rusty takes his hat off his now statuefied doppelganger and brushes it off, then proudy puts it back on "Ah think it looked better on me, anyways..." he mumbles, chuckling quietly to himself. Remembering the struggle behind him, he turns around to see the latest on the fight Pressy was having with herself, realizing it probably isn't a good thing when he saw her get blasted back with a gust of wind, "C'mon Pressy, beat this mare! You already beat'er once, beat'er again! Be creative" he cheered, still not intervening directly into the fight.

Rusty nodded, grinning painfully "Eyep, les end this... we've come too far to be stopped by... well... ourselves..." he says, chuckling while wincing lightly. Dark Rusty's eye twitchs, and he frowns, "Nuff talk, lets get to fighten!" he yells out, stomping his hoof as he prepares to charge at Rusty, horn down, in what can only be assumed that he will attempt to impale him. And so he goes, charging full speed at the Brownish-orange stallion, not really looking where he was going, letting fury and over-confidence take over, and not even noticing that Rusty side steped out of the way at the beginning of that charge, graciously allowing the grey stallion to charge right into a hard tree while Rusty went through Pressy's saddle bag, pullng out the mirror she had used on the cockatrice, not looking directly in the reflection of it. He chuckles, "Guess that's one thing you didn't get from me... you ain't too bright, are ya buddy?" he says, looking at the mirror, "And you do know what happens when a cockatrice looks into a mirror, right? Some of their power gets sucked right into it, turnin' anypony who looks into it..." he says as he suddenly forces the mirror into the Grey stallions face, right as he stood back up "inta stone!" the grey stallion tried to look away while putting a hoof infront of his face, but it was too late, he was already entranced. And soon enough, he was completely encased in stone, in the same position as before, covering up his eyes. Rusty throws the mirror back at Pressy, "Here, use this when she's stunned!"

Rusty trots over to the downed grey stallion, ignoring grey Pressy and her remarks. When he gets over to him, he simply stares and watches coldly as the grey stallion struggles to get up, not feeling a single drop of pity for him "Ah have no respect for you. None, whatsoever. You are the total oppisite of who Ah am, and what I beleive in. Now-" everything went black for a moment in a hot flash of pain as he felt a hoof smash right into his face. He staggered backwards, his face contorting in agony, which caused a feeling of satosfaction to manifest in the grey stallion, "You talk too much... " he says, getting up "And I think none of us want to here yur babblin'..."

The grey stallion smirked, nodding "Yeah, and wouldn't wouldnt ya say this black top bat complements my grey coat?" he says, fixing up the tophat, looking back at the two "Also, good luck gettin' home, took all of those parts you ordered an' put em in the time machine, which is still underground by the way... also caused a bit of a fight with one o' them earth ponies in that pony-settlement... braggin' bout how unicorns are the best n' such, ya know how it goes." he laughs heartily, clapping his hoofs together, then looks at Dark Pressy "Now that should be fun! What do you think Rust-" as he goes back to look at Rusty, he notices two back hooves had connected with his face in a rather forcful manner, sending him flying back. The normal Rusty went out of his bucking position, standing normal "I'm tired of you, Ah really am. So c'mon now lets end this here and fight like real stallions." Rusty said, his face unchanging, his voice emotionless.

Rusty stomped his hoof, snorting "Ah'll destroy him... Ah swear to... Celestia... Ah'll destroy him..." he had that had nearly his entire life now, it was a reminder to his proudest day in his life, when he got his cutie mark. But now... it was gone.... he sighed, "That... that hat just... wasn't any old hat... my... my idol gave it to me when Ah got my cutie mark..." he takes a few deep breaths, his voice shaking madly with anger, rage, and hatred "And... and Ah'm guessin' yur scarf... musta been important to you too... this is...." and right before he could finish his though, what do you know, the negative dynamic duo themselves appear infront of the two ponies, looking like the dark versions of themselves. Dark Rusty, was now wearing Rusty's hat, while dark Pressy, was wearing her blue scarf. Dark Rusty grinned, "Hey y'all, why so sad?" he asks in a patronizing voice.

Shrugs, "Ah well they ain't really ever gone, but it'll take some hate-filled apocalypse for em' to come back!" he chuckled, fixing his hat on her head so it was a bit more straight "But that'll never happen... least in our lifetime.... now come on lets go, we're real close to the plants now, just gotta go down a few more small roads!" he was just to begin trotting again, bottling up all of the stress the current situations were giving him and putting the 'bottles' on the back shelf of his mind. He knew it wasn't healthy, but hey, he needed to get through as fas as he could, and this was the best way to do that. However, just before he takes the first step, his hat that Pressy is wearing, disintegrated, right before his eyes. He freezes, right in his tracks, looking at the mares head where his hat once was with wide eyes. He began to gasp lightly in shock, taking a step back, still not fully comprehending what he just saw. "No..." he finally said after a few moments, "No... no no no no! NO! That... that... that is just sick! How could you do that... h-how could y-" however, he ws interupted mid speech when Pressy's blue scarf, disintegrated as well ((Don't worry it's not forever ))

The inventor sighed as he troted up to his bewildered friend, frustration clearly present in his expression "Pressy, there ain't no Windigo's... Ah mean, there are, up there in the sky, but none down here, and none chasin' ya. It was our new friends, tryin' to get you all upset, tryin' to mess us up..." he looked her over, then sighed, "And... Ah'm not gonna even ask about how you got yourself situatuiated like this. Jus' uh... take my hoof. Ah guess... also yur hat is ruined..." he though for a moment, "Oh wait, that reminds me!" he takes his own hat out of his saddle bag, and puts it on, smiling wide "Eyep! All good now!" he extends his hoof, "Sorry 'bout that, now c'mon."

Rusty me to a slow stop as he saw the crazed mare run past him, and just stared at her in confusion, and quite frankly, concern "You alright, Pressy? What're you runnin' from?" the stallion does a full 360 degres checking around him, and does it a second time after his first spin came up blank, however he still got the same result. He frowned, realizing what was goin' on "WOULD YOU TWO JUS' QUIT IT? LEAVE US ALONE ALREADY! WE DON' MEAN NO HARM TO Y'ALL, IF Y'ALL JUS' STAY OUTTA OUR WAY, NOTHIN' WILL HAPPEN!" he was breathing heavily, he felt like he was seething. The stallion sighed, taking a few deep breaths, before galloping after Pressy. He would deal with those two later...

Shakes his head, "I hate cat's! All of em'! Nothin' but sneaky little monsters that attack ya when yur not lookin'!" the cat meows again, then suddenly start coughing. He continues to cough, and cough, and cough, until finally it explodes into a dark cloud of black smog. The smog flies away, laughing in what could only be described as "Rusty's evil laugh". Rusty blinked for a few moments, "Wait... was that...." he processed what happened for a couple more seconds, until he grits his teeth and frowns "OH IT WAS HIM! AH... JEEZ!" he storms out of the bush, "Now they're playin' petty little tricks on us, tryin' to psych us out! Well it wont work. C'mon pressy... let's go." he begins trotting away.

Rusty backs off the hug, smiling sheepishly "S-sorry... Ah uh... Ah got a bit carrired way their huh?" he clears his through, and regains his composure, then replies to the mares second statement "Eyep, two of 'em now... it's prolly gonna be a lot harder to actually get to the plant now... but... it also means we got more plot to kick when we get there, so it bala-" he stopped talking, as his exp<b></b>ression on his face changed from one of happiness and determinaton, to one of complete and utter terror. His body stiffined up and froze, his eyes widening to the size of saucers "C-C-CAT!" he fell over to his side, pointing out at what appeared to be, quite an adorable black house cat. It mewed, which caused Rusty to head for the bushes, "IT'S SOMBRA, I TELL YA, SOMBRA!" he points to the cat still, shaking in the bush.

Rusty simply watches the mare as she struggles with the evil force, not cheering her on, not intervening in anyway. However, when she finally did expel the thing from her body, e couldn't contain himself anylonger. He smiles wide, his eyes practically beaming with pride and releif, "Ah knew you could do it!" he hugs her, something rare for the stallion to do, "Ah coulda easily gotten rid of that dark energy for ya, but I didn't intervene. Ah just watched, prayin' for ya, cause Ah knew this was somethin' you needed to do, not me. And ya did, ya really did! Heh, sneezed her away like she was some sorta bad cold..." he chuckles warmly, then says in nicest tone he has ever used "Ah'm so proud of you..."

He chuckles, using his telekinesis spell to put the flower behind the mares ear, then lifts her chin with his hoof, looking directly into her eyes, "Cause I know Pressy, and she'd never do that. She'd stick by her friends, loyally, and faithfully, until the very end. She wouldn't suddenly turn her back on them like a coward, she would stick around, and keep fighten, even when her friends are not in their right minds. And another thing about her Ah know, she is a strong mare, and doens't let anypony push her around, even somethin' awful like you. 'SPECIALLY since she's been pushed around her entire life, been told what she can and can't do, been told she's useless, been told she is good for nothin'. And Ah'm sure she's tired of it... and doesn't have time to let some disgustin' creature take control of her body, and torment her friends... isn't that right, Pressy?" he winked, but it didn't seem like it was directed to the evil creature on the outside, but to the beautiful mare on the inside.

Silence fell on the two, he simply stared at the 'pony' infront of him who once was controlled by his best friend, sighing in slight anger at himself for not telling the mare the rose camoflauges into what you most desire. However, he acted like nothing was wrong "You know whats weird, Pressy? That them flowers, the dark roses, that they camoflauge into what you want the most." he trotted over to the drained rose, picking it up with his magic "Why d'ya think that? Ah mean, Ah know why, but why'dya think they'd do that? Doesn't make much sense to camoflauge as somethin' another creature most desires, right? That's how'd you'd get killed..." he simply spun the rose around with his magic, casually inspecting it.

They continue trotting along, things seemingly calming down some-what. However, on the path the two were taking, there was a rather spectacular looking flower on the side of the road. It was bright red, and was glowing a light orange, it's stem a almost unreal shade of green. It literally looked like the most happy flower you could ever find, however Rusty simply passed it, looking at it with disgust. Now, how can any pony ignore such a beautiful looking plant? It was tempting, so hypnotic, no pony in their right mind woldn't try to take it with them.