Thread 6: Stories 75-90

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>Spike
"Applejack"
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Spike and Applejack work in silence in the office when Applejack glances at the calendar.

"Hearts an' Hooves, eh, loverboy?"

>Yep... and no one to spend it with.

Applejack just smiles and suddenly plops her hat on Spike's head.

"Well it ain' much a date, but you an' Ah are together."

>Thanks, Applejack. Happy Hearts and Hooves day.

"You too, loverboy."
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>AJ 2
"SA"
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Today was her favorite day, the Changeling known as Applejack 2 decided.

She wandered through the Empire, bereft of any guardian at the moment. Shiny and Cadence were having their alone time, and Somby wished to have just a bit of time to himself. That's fine, she thought, more time to take it all in. All around her love was taking off. Love between friends, families, and of course the special kind of love that Shiny felt for Cadence. To a normal pony, it was exciting. To someone like her, it was positively intoxicating. She could smell, taste and practically see every form and shape the love around her took, and it filled her heart with something she could never hope to describe.

And they shared it with her. Her species, her body, her history meant nothing to them. They were happy to see her, and she them. Everyone had a name she knew, and a little piece of love they were happy to give. She took it all, and cherished every bit.

She still didn't know if she deserved being called Applejack 2, even after all this time. Had she earned it? Applejack was one of the nicest, bravest and most forgiving ponies she would ever meet. She gave the chance to make her life what it is now, and a piece of love as well. She tried to earn it, she really did.

But she never forgot who bestowed upon her the most love. The one who looked past what everyone else saw. Bug monster, invader, parasite, all these words meant nothing to him. To him, she was Applejack 2, and she was his family.

>Having fun?

Cadence's face may have been scrunched up, and Auntie Twilight may have been looking like she just didn't know what to do with herself, but none of that mattered. He was smiling at her. Always happy to see her. Always.

"Best day ever, Shiny!"

He was her Shiny, the prince who saved her, the one who loved her. Her very specialist pony.

And someday, she hoped she could tell him how much that meant to her.
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>SA
"Cadence"
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>Bed!

"Sweet, rapturous bed!"

The two had been celebrating love in all it's forms(except for one, of course) all day with their citizens. But now, as they dragged themselves towards their bedroom, they had decided enough was enough. Even though Twilight had been successfully sent home, the mere idea of even attempting to close this night with a "Bang" was so laughable at this point that they were considering submitting it to a comedy contest. They were sure they would clean house. Not to mention that would probably wake AJ 2, who was currently sleeping soundly on Shining Armor's back.

So, it was with a heavy heart that they noticed their doorway had been "remodeled" a touch, and that there were three sleeping changelings currently atop their bed. You'd think they would be furious.

"...Don't care."

>Me either.

They were not.

In fact, they were almost delicate as they shifted them away from the center of the bed, allowing Cadence and Shining Armor to creep slowly between them. Soon, Applejack Two was nestled in between the embrace of the Prince and Princess, and they felt themselves drifting off.

They would have instantly gone to the dreamland, were it not for 42 suddenly clinging to Shining Armor's back, 18 slinging into an awkward position sprawled over Cadence's and Shining Armor's legs, and Chrysalis draping her long, LONG arm over both of the royals from behind Cadence and hugging them in close. Not a one of them had awoken, it was simply instinctive.

>...Still don't care.

"Nope."

Thus, they drifted off into the most awkward sleep of their lives, surrounded by Changelings. It was also, purely coincidentally, the best sleep of their lives.

Outside, the watchful eye of the once mad king Sombra narrowed in mirth, and without another word he placed the door back on it's hinges, and bid them goodnight.

"Happy hearts and hooves day, my love."

>Happy hearts and hooves day, everyone.
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>Applejack
"Spike"
'77'
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>So lemme git this straight; ya'll gave a shellshocked, paranoid, schizophrenic a set of handguns powerful enough to put an Alicorn down fer a month, an' gave 'im enough ammo ta wipe out tha Royal Guard, the Night Guard, an' tha Crystal Guard in one go?

"Uhh... Yeah. We were doing sort of a group share. And, hey! You and Twilight said I needed to make more friends!"

>But whot part o' this did NOT seem like a bad idea?

"Come on, 77's calmer now.* Have there been any incidents this week?"

Gunshots are heard outside

'GET SOOOOOOOOOME!!!!'

>... Thee have now.

"..."

AUTHOR NOTE *I tend to imagine these "Equestrian NRA" meetings taking place a little bit further down the line. Namely when 77's calmed down a bit and DT has enough to willingly socialize with changelings.*
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>29
"42"
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>Woe, a day dedicated to love, love aplenty, all around. For family, for friends, for husbands and wives. Love shared amongst all but me.

>To be surrounded by others but still feel worlds away, isolated as though banished to the moon! What cruel god or fate wrought this work? An emotion feeder, a feeder that lives on LOVE and has a heart filled with it... But none to give it to. None to receive it from. My heart becomes stagnant and the emotions fester inside!

>Ye, gods, strike me down, let love at last be mine, or answer for this horrible treason! ANSWER ME!

"Here's an answer for you: you have no redeeming qualities, your standards are royalty only to the point where you actually rejected the advances of five normal mares, you're a complete sex fiend who thinks fornication is the only way to be loved, you're an idiot adult-larva who can't take responsibility for himself, and the list goes on! You're not even that good looking! THERE! YOU HAVE YOUR FUCKING ANSWER, HAPPY? OR DO YOU NEED ME TO STRIKE YOU DOWN?"

>Well honestly I'd prefer some sexy time with Cadence and Shining Armor if you're granting wishes. And I don't see what anything you said has to do with anything I said at all!

"... Strike you down it is."

>ARGH! World of pain!!!
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>AJ 12
"77"

"And away, ye santy, my dear Annie, oh ya gryphon girls, can't ya dance the polka~!"

>Still feeling the effects of Hearts 'n Hooves day?

"I can drink the aaaaair~!"

>Yup, guess it's been a long time since any of us tasted love, let alone enough to get a full belly of it.

"I forgot how tasty it is!"

>Almost makes up for the lack of anything happening in this stupid city. I couldn't get a job because everyone's happy and nothing's in demand! We'll be going back to Canterlot tomorrow, where ponies are normal and mean.

"Fare thee well...does this city have a name?"

>The Crystal Empire.

"A city can't be an empire!"

>Don't make me try to explain pony nonsense!

"Fine, fare thee well, Crystal Empire! I will return to devour your love a year from now!"

>I'm sure they're keen for our return, pal, for now though, wanna keep going on your story?

"12, c'mon, I haven't felt this good in forever, give me a little break, yeah?"

>...yeah, alright, but I really think once it's all out you'll feel better.

"I know but I feel good already. Perhaps after we're back in the loony bin that is the ballroom I'll be back to normal but tonight, I just wanna relax."

>And sing shanties?

"What can I say? 32 was one well-traveled changeling, and he passed his little songs off to me."

>Whatever floats your boat, buddy.

"Aha, speaking of which...Goooot a whale of a tale to tell ye lads, a whale of a tale or twooo~!"

12 slowly fell asleep as 77 entertained himself, smiling to himself as the moon reflected ever so nicely on the Crystal City-er, Empire.
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>AJ56 (Quicksilver)
"Luna"
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>H-hello again, Luna.

"Ah, We bid thee a good morning, Quicksilver."

AJ56 was still in his disguise as the silver guard with black hair, and a rather androgynous feminine figure due to his thinking of fine flanks. He trotted next to the Princess of the moon and regarded her as she looked around at the various guards going about their duty.

"Remember to report to AppleJack 42 for thou's training today!"

A chorus of 'Yes Ma'ams' rung out, even if some of them were barely squeaks of terror.

"Tell Us, Quicksilver. What are thou's plans for the night?"

>I-I don't have any, your highness.

"Ah, then perchance thou would wish to visit Us again and play on the MareBox (tm with MareSoft)"

>Er, sure!

"Wonderful."

56 tried to ignore her glorious plot as she walked away, utterly failing as several guards shared his looking on.
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>"..." Applejack
"..." Spike
'...' Celestia
[...] Various Ponies
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It's a boring day, the royal hall is filled with ponies there for court so questions can be answered, Princess Applejack sits atop a throne next to Celestia and Luna while a mass of ponies below are directed in a fashion until they come forth to ask something.

Celestia is currently answering a ponies question about his house being burnt down with the sun, with Celestia denying it as that would be impossible and cause Equestria to die, doesn't mean Tia hasn't thought of it before though.

Luna sits still as stone, patient, awaiting when she is called to answer.

Applejack was slouched slightly, bored, tired, and paying more attention to the pretty titanium band around her hoof, the Malus Sieversii seeds encased within the amber glinted as the light refracted off the jewel.

'...plejack?'

Such a pretty gift...

'Applejack!?'

>"Wha? Oh m'sorry, was lost in mah own world there fer a sec."

'I noticed. You have questions.'

>"Yeah, ahlright. So, what can ah do ya fer there?"

[Ah good. Princess Applejack, I was wondering what you could achieve if...]

The day bled into afternoon all too slowly, the questions were never-ending, and by the time court was closed, Applejack was ready to fall asleep from boredom. She'd never thought that one possible, yet here she was. She wearily trundled through her door into her bedchambers and collapsed in a heap of the comforting silk.

A friendly voice came to her ears as a soft 'plop' happened next to her and dexterous claws worked her back, so sore from sitting down all day.

"Tough day?"

>"Sorta. More plum-tuckered than a bull after his first rodeo though..."

"I saw."

>"Ya did?"

"You were asleep during the 20 minute break between sessions, and I was bringing in cake for you three."

>"Mm."

"At least that's over huh? Did you get the paperwork done from after?"

>"Ah did. Mah necks stiff as ah board though."

Applejack let out a low groan of satisfaction as the claws of her little dragon smoothed over her back and popped tense muscles. This was what she loved after a tediously boring day. She especially loved when the claws worked around her shoulders and liberated her from its pains.

>"Yer ah godly masseuse there, Spike."

Spike laughed at the compliment as it was all but purred. When Spike was finished Applejack turned around and dragged him into a close embracing snuggle.

>"M'ah thank'ya."

Spike chuckled again, she sounded mumbled and almost asleep. He relaxed into her warm coat and tightened his hands around her middle, nuzzling into her chest as her chin came to rest atop his head.

"More than welcome, AJ."

>"Ah love ya, loverboy."

"Love you too, Applebutt."
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>29
"Castle Guard"
'Other guard'
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>You there! Guard Mare! I have need of assistance.

"You don't have to bring attention to me being a mare. Nobody else does."

>Ah, but you see, it is your distinct and striking femininity that makes you stand out awash a sea of more hard pressed males. Though your impressive muscular structure and stance remain quite apparent, I assure you that you are most certainly a bit of beauty that stands out.

"...Oh! Er, uh, what did you want, Changeling?"

>Weeeelll, I need someone to run a few ideas by someone, someone with an air just like you!

"Fine. Not like I can move from this spot anyway."

>Oh! The woes of the working life! All the same, listen to this. I am attempting a bit of a seduction play, so please bare with me.

In a flash of green fire, a tall stallion now stood where 29 had once been.

>Oh, milady! How fortuitous to see you here. Though I should not be surprised. The whiff of desire that flutters through my nostrils could come from nopony else.

"O-oh?"

>Oh, it's very strong indeed. Such a strength draws me to you like a butterfly driven to a most beautiful rose. Do you wish for some time off? A brief respite from your dreary, day to day monotony?

"Sometimes...."

>Then why don't we break it?

*He leans in close*

>And so many other things as I toss you across the room. Don't worry, I'll be as precise as a surgeon, never to leave a single marking where anyone would see. No, I'll make sure only you know where they are. Where only you can feel the slight tingle of bruised flesh and remember the wild time that still leaves you hard to walk. Do you want that?

"....A-a little..."

>Oh, my dear, oh my sweet little flower.

*He gets right next to her ear*

>There is nothing little about me.

*CLANG!*

>Oh shoot, you dropped your spear. You okay?

"F-F-FINE! HOOF SHOOK! IT HAPPENS!"

>Good to hear! How was my performance? I need to be on my A game to finally seduce Cadence.

"EIGHT OUT OF TEN!"

>Drat, what went wrong?

"ACCENT SLIPPED IN THE MIDDLE THERE."

>Curses! I knew I shouldn't have gone for a Trottington accent! I always have problems with them.

"GO FOR HOOFSBURG. SOUNDS SIMILAR BUT STILL IS CLOSE ENOUGH TO CANTERLOT IT SHOULD FEEL NATURAL."

>An excellent suggestion! Oh, thank you so much for your help, miss. You have been most insightful. Tis' a shame you're not royalty, or I swear you would be at the top of my list! But, alas, you are a bit to common for me.

"KIND OF SUCKS!"

>I will try to find some sympathy, I swear. Tata~!

*He leaves, and another guard enters the room.*

'Woo, good thing I showed up to replace you, you look rough. You okay?'

"I'LL BE IN MY BUNK! NO CALLS!"
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>SA
"AJ2"
'Chrysalis'
-AJ18-
[Cadence]
{42}
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>Chrysalis, put the fork down.

'I'm not doing anything!'

>Trying to stab AJ 2's plate is a thing.

'No it isn't!'

"Hah! I win!"

'No fair! He made me stop!'

{My Queen, you are fifty points behind her anyway.}

'I could bounce back!'

>Okay, first off, we need to talk about the soup problem. Until further notice, the appetizer has been replaced by salad. And until further notice, we will be checking for Wine before entering the dining room.

'TYRANT!'

>Now, let's start with the basics. This is a soup spoon, it's used for-

[I know all this! I was being trained for royalty before you! Why am I here!?]

>It's dinner time, honey.

[Oh, right.]

>Now, this is a-18!

'Wait, who?

-What!?-

>Put it back!

-I'm hungry!-

>You can eat when I get past a SINGLE piece of cutlery!

-Fine!-

'Whoa, wait, did you just call this cuttery?'

>CutLERy.

'So I can cut things?'

>Yes, that's what the knife is for-CHRYSALIS NO!

'TOO LATE! EN-GARDE!'

[TILL THE DEATH, THEN!]

*CLANG!*

>...

'...Wait, what? I just wanted to, you know, make them pretend to hit each other. This silver stuff looks expensive. Or at least, it did before you cut it in half.'

>It was.

[...Sorry, got caught up in the moment.]

"You should've seen your face not-mom!"

'My face was fine!'

-If you call an imploding star fine.-

{Can we... I'm actually kind of interested in how this works, can we get back to-}

'If it's a duel you want, Cadence, THEN A DUEL YOU SHALL HAVE!'

[GIVE ME LIBRARY, OR GIVE ME DEATH!]

>Liberty, honey.

'No, I'm pretty sure she's right- ACK!'

*Crashing noises.*

"..."

-...-

{...So do I just start on the outer rim and move inward, orrr...}

>...

{...Right, later. After they get off the table.}

[TILL DEATH!]
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>SA
"Chrysalis"
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*DOOR EXPLODES!*

"POLYGONS IS LEGAL!"

>...

"..."

>... Are you drunk again? I can't... this is hard to tell. You're standing like not-drunk Chrysalis, but you sound like drunk Chrysalis. I am so confused.

"NO! Polygon is legal!"

>See, you just said no, but then you followed up with drunk Chrysalis talk. You're sending mixed signals.

"UGH! Hold on!"

*Pages flipping*

"Pygmies are legal!"

>...I can't outlaw short ponies, Chrysalis. Who would write up that legislation? I would feel bad about it being here, never mind approving it.

"NO!"

*Page flipping*

"Polyvinyl is legal!"

>Yeah, but if I see one more 'Trender' declare how untouchably perfect they are, I'm going to change that.

*Page flip*

"Polycarbonate is legal!"

>If you want more on why, I'm sure my sister would know.

*Page flip*

"Polyglot is legal!"

>What's that?

"...a pony who knows and is able to use several languages."

>Oh. Why wouldn't that be legal?

"I... I don't know. But it sounded really, really important in my head before I came in here."

>Important enough to blow the door off my hinges?

"I guess?"

>Oh. Well, yes, it's legal. You can know as many languages as you like. Are you opposed to this or something?

"No? I don't think so."

>Well, glad we could clear that up. And look, you even messed up a days worth of work with your stunt. All set for today, aren't you?

"I guess I am!"

>Why don't you go raid my ice cream stores, you've earned it.

"You know what? I will! Thanks!"

*She walks off happily.*

>...Celestia's mom? You up there? It's me. I know I don't actually ask for a lot, but this one is kind of important. Please, please don't let her remember what she was actually here for.
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>Cadence
"SA"
'???'
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>OOooooohhhH!

The sound of his wife's delighted and excited voice... well, it concerned him, to be perfectly honest.

>S-s-sooooo goooooood!

'Wow, you are TIGHT!'

Okay, now it really concerned him. He had actually been wondering if he should leave her be or possibly join in, but the sound of a voice that he could just barely make out was worrying him. He was sure she would never be unfaithful, buuut...

>Right there, RIGHT THERE!

'Stop wiggling so much, it's hard to get a good rhythm going.'

>C-can't help it! You are so good at this! Way, WAY better than my husband is!

'Really?'

>Oh yeah, it's not eeEEEEeven a contest!

'Wow. Maybe I should do this more often.'

>Ooooohhh yeah. Shiny never want to do it like THIIHIHIHISS! EEE!

"Ah. I see."

His worries gone, Shining Armor opened the door.

"I don't do it like that because it hurts my hooves to bend at that angle."

>Oh you hush! It's not that weird!

'It kind of is, I'm glad my hooves are mostly flexible Chitin. It doesn't bother me.'

"How did this all come about anyway?"

'I wanted to test pressure points, and she volunteered. Kind of spiraled out from there.'

"Hey, maybe I can get a round after she's done?"

>OooooH! No! 42 is mine now! I'm commandeering her! Forever!

"Honey..."

'I can do you both.'

>Fine, I'm ooohhhpen to sharing, but only us three. NOBODY EEEELSE!

"Cool. Call me when you're done, have fun with your massage honey."

>Wizards. You Changelings are all wizards. Nothing will Eehhever change my mind.

'Yeah'

*POP!*

>AHhhhhh!

'We're kind of magical.'
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>AJ 56
"DT"
'Filthy Rich'
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>*YAAAAWWNN* Good morning, plots of the world!.... wait a minute, this is new. Well, sort of.

"Hello, Bug Monster."

>Oh! It's you flatflank! I thought I was sleep-plot hunting again. Wow, these chains are nice, and you sprang for the comfy chair!

"I want to play a game."

>Why are you doing the voice thing. That... rumbly thing. It sounds weird. Cool mask, by the way.

"Inside this room are a series of spinning knife blades. Each one tested and re-tested for one purpose, to cut though your hide like a knife through a snow cone."

>Why a snow cone?

>...I've had a hankering for them all day, and I don't know why. ANYWAY! Inside these spinning blades is a key. Each key will lead you to the next test. You are going to bleed, Changeling. And maybe, just maybe, by the end of this you'll see what you're really made of."

>It's mostly this weird green stuff and probably some organs, if 12 is any indication. Glad I could save you some time!

"Now, let the games begi-"

'Sweetie cakes! Dinner!'

"...DAD! I'm in the middle of something! You're interrupting MONTHS of planning!"

'You can play with your little friend later, honey. It's taco night!'

"....Crud. Okay, Bug Monster? Behind the poster over there is a key."

>The one that says "Follow your dreams" and has a flying bunny?.... why... why is that here?

"It was supposed to be offputting!"

>It is.

"Key unlocks the door to your left, head down the hallway and take a right and go up the stairs. Got it?"

>Got it.

"Good. Kill you later."

>....Flatflank? Hey! Bony butt! I'm still chained to the chair!.... HEY! YOU DIDN'T DO THE THING THAT LETS ME GO! FLATFLANK!?.... Diamond Tiara?

....

>...That poster just blinked.
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>Spike
"18"
'Chrysalis'
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>Oh, it's you two. Either of you seen Shining Armor?

'He's probably in his office, still organizing after rubbing my butt allll over his forms. I also built a house out of them AJ2 played in.'

"So what'cha got there? More forms?"

>Nah, we're cleaning house a bit and we found all these old recruitment posters for the Royal Guard that used him when he first made captain.

Spike unfurls a few revealing Shiny in rather provocative positions, sometimes even with a flower between his teeth, all captioned with "I want you!"

"..."

'...'

>Personally, I'm half-ready to incinerate them-

"'DON'T!'"

"We meant- DON'T worry about those!"

'Yep! Give'em to us and we'll take them right to Shiny!'

Spike shrugs

>Okay, and tell him he needs to send me another character sheet, I'm not letting him insert his horrible fetishes into my game.

Spike exits, stage left.

Chrysalis and 18 look down at the posters and look between eachother.

Each take half of the stack of posters and rush off, passed a confused Cadence and Shining Armor.

"'BE IN OUR BUNKS! NO CALLS!'"
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>Shining Armor
"Spike"
'Poindexter'
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Spike and Poindexter are looking over Shining's campaign notes.

"Really, Shining? Really?"

>C'mon, what's wrong with it?"

'A palace ruled and staffed by nothing but 'sexy, pink, and absolutely perfect, alicorn princesses'?"

>... Dare you enter my magical realm?

'Shining, this goes beyond the magical realms and right into stupid.'

>Fine! I'll staff the tower with regular, ugly ponies and a snarky, crazed, gundragon who uses cheap ass tricks like blue/black decks.
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