„Find another recruit“ a stranger repeated over and over again, slowly moving on the sidwalk being in deep thoughts.
„If my search continues without ever finding any recruit I am kind-of free. Yes, I act as if I was searching but instead I just mess around, but not too much to not let them get suspicous“, he thought and glanced over to a dark car neatly parked in the distance where two persons were constantly observing his every move.
Suddenly he was pushed over by a quick hasty person. Both tripped and at least 10 cardboard boxes fell on both their heads making a giant noise.
„Sorry“, John said „I was in a hurry and didn't see you at all and I have so much boxes to deliver that I kind of forgot where I ran. Please forgive my clumsiness“.
„No offense taken“, the stranger said „by the way how many boxes do you have to deliver to be in such a haste?“
„Don't remind me of that, but it is a good substitution for my lack of sports, don't you think?“, he said and smiled.
„Maybe I can help you with that“, the stranger offered „nobody has to know that you had help and you will have a lot less stress with your job today. What do you say?“, the stranger asked politely.
„I would really appreciate it, but it will be a loooong day for you, I promise.“ John said and went to run again but forgot two of his fallen boxes.
„Ok, I will help you.“, the stranger finally decided leaving no trace of a possible protest.

So both of them delivered the boxes, John was really clumsy and stumbled over doorsteps, stairs and sometimes wall corners. The stranger cought his boxes every single time. After countless hours both of them were finished and John thanked him multilple times, shaking the hand of the stranger so hectically that his whole body was shaking.
„That's enough“, the stranger said „I hope you better take care of yourself, I am a bit worried about your health, you know.“
„What do you m-?“, John tried to say but tripped over his open shoe-laces.
„That was what I meant.“, the stranger continued.
„Don't you worry about me, I will take care of myself.“, said it and jumped down the stairs.

At that moment the stranger noticed a key lying on the floor. „Hey, you forgot your key!“, he shouted but John was nowhere to be seen.
Looking at the lanyard keychain the stranger found a full name and an address.
„So that's where he is living“, he said and at that right moment a call came.
„Yes- it took a bit of time – yes, he might be the right guy for one of our suits, I am really sure about that- why? - he is a clumsy delivery man and really naive? I even got his address on his keys. - yes, I am really serious about that. Yes, I am coming back to you right now“, he said to his mobile phone and hurried away.

A few hours later the stranger appeared at John's house, used the attached car key and opened the trunk of John's car. Then he put something in it.

The next morning
John's slumber was suddenly interrupted by his alarm clock and he almost fell out of his bed. After being dressed up with two different socks on his feet, he didn't pay that much attention to that when he was in a hurry, he went to a quick breakfast and jumped in his car, or tried to jump in his car since his keys were lost since yesterday...
So he walked back and found a notice on his front door: „It was fun running with you through the town – PP oh, and your keys are in the mailbox. Signed your friendly neighbourhood stranger.“ „What does 'PP' mean, I am sure he meant P.S.“, John thought, scratching his head.
John squeezed his hand in his mailbox, almost broke his hand but he got hold of the key. In John's opinion maybe getting the key to the mailbox would take too much time.
He found the keys and jumped in the car, drove from the compound, stopped and jumped to his house again, locking his front door, then he almost fell down the stairs and went back in his car again.
He almost came late but he finally made it at time almost running over a few people on the parking lot.

After his shift was over a collegue offered him some apples in a wooden chest since he had an apple farm and a lot of apples to get rid of. Filled stocks were just too expensive so he decided to give the spares away.
John thanked for the box and carried it away to his car, losing a few apples on the process and almost tripping over them. His collegue shook his head and was about to leave but instead he decided to help John get the box in the trunk safely, picked up the apples and put them in the chest again.
As John was opening the trunk it wasn't as empty as he remembered. Instead there was a giant fluffy gray blanket. But his collegue already suspected what it was when he picked a glance on the yellow fabric below the „blanket“
„Hahaha, I didn't know you are into that kind of stuff, Johnny-Boy“, he teased.
But John didn't know what it was and tried to squeeze the apple box in the trunk somehow only resulting in pushing the other thing right in his arms.
„What is that supposed to be“, John was wondering.
„I can tell you what it is, it is a fursuit from a children's cartoon show called My little Pony, Derpy to be excact“, said it and couldn't stop smiling.
„I don't know how it came in my trunk but there has to be some kind of mistake“, John was assuming.
„There is no mistake, I found your little secret, 'Derpy Hooves'...“, his collegue teased again.
But John didn't mind and he investigated the fursuit. „It is a nice fabric and I bet it is fun to wear it when I watch TV and my heating doesn't work again. But it has to belong to some other person and I need to bring it back“.

„Whatever you say, Derpy“, his collegue was trying to annoy John again. Then he noticed a sheet of paper that must have been attached to the fursuit“.
John took the paper and read it: „Since you are such a good delivery man and a good-hearted person, I decided to submit an offer to you, meet me at your garage after sunset“.
„So that is where it came from“, John concluded.
„Derpy on the run, you shoud hurry“, his collegue was provoking him again. But John didn't care, he was astonhing the fine fabric and hugged it tight, it felt wonderful, soft, cozy and warm and John did a little dance with it. His collegue was laughing but John had so much fun that he ignored him completely.

When the sunset came John arrived at his garage carrying the fursuit with him. The stranger was waiting patiently.
He began his sentence: „As I mentioned I have an offer for you: what would you say if I told you that there is a little society, hidden from the modern cruel world that seeks people like you to join their ranks? I guarantee there would be a lot less stress and you are sure going to have some fun and to help your decision you are allowed to keep the suit. But there is a thing that you have to consider: the suit comes with a contract that will be explained later but if you play along you can do as you please almost everywere in the society. But if you break with the contract there will be consequences...“
„What kind of consequences?“, John wanted to know.
„You don't want to experience that, believe me“, the stranger tried to warn him.
„I don't even know your name. How do I know I can trust you?“, John asked further.
„My name is P..., p... , just don't ask me that question, please.“, the stranger answered.
„What if I want to keep the suit but don't want to belong to your little society?“, John asked again.
„There is no option for that at all“, the stranger said convincingly.

„I will think about that“, John said „but first I want to take my vacation that is past due. Cam you take care of my house while I am gone for that time?“
„We met one day ago and you trust me with your house and everything, aren't you a bit naive? What about the consequences that I told you about?“, the stranger asked again.
„I have nothing against a little thrill now and then, you can do with the furniture what you like, I wanted a little change anyways.“, John said smilingly.
„You are really a special kind of person, rare but interesting“, the stranger said.

John jumped in the car but realized he forgot his suitcase with the clothes, jumped in his car again threw the house key to the stranger and drove away.

„But we will get you for sure“, the stranger said.



P. used John's key to enter the house and at this right moment another call came.
„Pinkie, how is your status?“, Luna asked.
„It is difficult, he kind of slipped out of my grip.“
„What do you mean, he escaped? I don't need to tell you what is at stake, for you?“
„No, you don't (P. Shivers down his spine). But what am I supposed to do?“
„You remember how we recruited you? Do the exact same thing! And if you fail it is Pinka...“
„NOOOOO! Don't make me through that. I do whatever you want, but please don't force this treatment over me again.“

And with that P. searched all of John's home and finally found multiple adresses where John's location might be. He made another call and left the arriving crew the rest. Then he was up the pursuit.

After another two hours P. found John's car on a parking lot of a motel. He made another call and after another half an hour a black van filled with three costumes arrived.
P. was waiting outside until he was very sure that John's had left the motel for a long time.
Then he started his plan: The receptionist was asking him what he was up to and P. replied that he had planned a surprise birthday party for his long term collegue – winking at him and shoving a little money for persuasion over the counter. So he wanted to prepare a little surprise for him. With a slight grin P. and a few of his pals was allowed to enter John's room.

John was on a hurry, again, since he forgot to bring a few clothes as spares with him. With no other option he jumped out of his motel room and was up to a shopping tour.
After hours he finally returned and slowly began to calm down. He unlocked the door and tripped over several cardboard boxes.
„Who has put them here“, John reacted slightly confused. As he began to stand up his hands found something different than cardboard boxes under his feet. It was soft and felt like a blanket. John stood up and inspected it further: it was the Derpy suit again.
Scratching his head he looked around the room which had slightly been changed as well:
Apart from the many boxes scattered around the whole place the room had been painted yellow with symbols that looked like the eye symbols on 70s wallpapers. Just looking at it made John really dizzy and he sat down. He inspected the bathroom as well to find all his hygiene articles had been replaced. Instead of his dark-blue shampoo there was a bottle with a grey cartoon horse with wings, yellow mane and tail and a crazy look on its eyes.
John shook his head and returned to the boxes, opening one of them. It was filled with fresh-baked muffins and they smelled very well so he took a bite.
A few hours later John had cleaned up the whole place from all boxes and the costume was lying on his bed with its crazy eyes.
„It really looks comforting, maybe I try it on since nobody else might see it anyways“, John thought and with that and after having eaten another muffin he slipped in the suit, layed on his bed and watched a bit TV.

After another hour P. entered the room finding John soundly asleep in his Derpy suit. With a swift motion he put a necklace and a lock on John's costume and began to zip him in still holding the lock. John woke up: „Hey, friend, what are you doing here?“, John asked.
„Helping your decision“, was P's quick answer.
„What do you mean? Wait a second. Why did you zip me up and what have you planned with this lock? You can't be serious. I thought we were friends!“, John reacted.

„I don't have any choice, John, I am so very sorry about all of this“, P tried to calm him down. But it wasn't as easy as P fathomed.
„Come on, you don't really want to do this. There must be another way for us to settle the things up. Who is blackmailing you? Please let me out.“, John asked and begged
„If I tell you this, there will be no turning back ever, for none of us.“, P tried to calm him down, „if I don't bring you in, it will be another life of horror for me, I can't stand this, I must, must...“, P sank down in tears. But to his surprise John hugged him tight and solaced him.
„I don't know what is going on here, but since you helped me so well, I just can't let you run in an open blade. Whatever it is, I promise to help you, whatever the cost!“, John vowed.

„Thanks, man, that really means much to me“, P said, trying to get his inner cool back, „I promise that if you help me and the society I am bond with we will take care for you and your friends and family, pony promise.“

„So what is that society up to and what do I have to do?“, John asked curiously.
„This is simple: you sign the contract and do whatever i and the royals tell you to do; if you play along you can ride with me on future missions. If not... you don't want to experience that, believe me.“

And with that P. pulled the contract out of one of the cardboard boxes. John signed, nodding to P.

Then both disappeared into the night.