Traumtreffen, a Manos Short

>you are Mayor Anon
>and you are bored out of your mind
>you take another swig of your drink as you watch your fireplace slowly lose its glow
>when you assumed your current position, you weren't expecting to have such little work to do
>even outside of your job as mayor, there's not much to do
>you sent out your orders regarding the upcoming wedding in Canterlot not too long ago
>now, you're just waiting
>with a sigh, you stand from your chair and walk into your bedroom
>as you dress into your evening-ware, you reflect on your presence in Equestria
>it's still hard to believe that one day you were browsing on a Mongolian basket-weaving imageboard, and then you were in a land of colorful horses the next day
>and now, you are literally Hitler
>you chuckle at that thought
>it's such an odd feeling to be somewhere where NatSoc is not only accepted, but flourishing
>as you lay back on your bed, you wonder
"What would HE think of my actions here?"
>you close your eyes and slip off into the dream world
>your dreams are the usual nonsensical ridiculousness
>random shapes floating in and out of space
>until...
>"So, you wonder what I think?"
>huh, who was that
>the voice once more speaks
>"Oh, I think you know who it is."
>that voice...
>you recognize it, but it's sounds so different not as a recording
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2nliGOuJL5A [Embed]
>suddenly, the source of the voice reveals himself
>he wears that mustard-yellow uniform which you have become so familiar with after all of your time on /pol/
>he merely wraps his hands around his belt, waiting
>he almost looks like CIA with that pose
>tentatively, you address the man
"Adolf?"
>the man nods, the bill of his cap hiding his eyes as he does so
>"I believe you have a question for me?"
>you struggle to find your voice
>you can't believe you're talking to Hitler
"I-I was wondering what your thoughts would be if you were to know about my work here in Equestria."
>as you speak, the darkness of the dream world morphs, and you are both now standing in the middle of Ponyville, every window flying flags of red, white, and black
>the man takes a moment to look about himself at all the colorful buildings, then cringes
>"Is this what the children watch these days? Back in my day they would watch Mickey Mouse and Goofy."
>you roll your eyes
>of course the first thing he notices is how ridiculous the situation is
"Hey, look. I didn't choose to get stuck in here; I'm just making the best of it."
>the man shrugs
>"I really don't know what to think. National Socialism was born from the need to defend the German people from Jewish Bolshevism."
>he looks at you
>"Why would you bring it to this place, it doesn't seem to be in any imminent peril."
>you hold up your hands
"But it IS in danger!"
>he cocks a brow as you continue
"The seat of power in this land is about to be attacked by a race of parasites!"
>Adolf's eyes widen
>"A race of parasites, you say?"
>he strokes his chin, thinking
>"It would seem that problems found on Earth are still present here."
>you nod fervently
"And it's my job to make sure that they are stopped."
>the man slowly begins to nod
>"Yes.. I would say that you are doing good work here. You have the... people(?) on your side, so you shouldn't have much difficulty eliminating the threat."
>he lowers his hand from his chin
>"Continue your work in this land, Anon. My work was cut short by evil forces and traitors."
>he walks up to you and places a hand upon your shoulder
>"You must finish what I started. Make my vision your own and make it a reality."
>his eyes seem to look passed your face, as if he were looking into your mind, confirming that his trust is well placed in you
>"Save the citizens of this land, and bring them happiness and pride. This is the ultimate goal of any leader, of any Führer."
>you open your mouth to thank the man, but he suddenly dissolves as the town around you fades back into blackness
>and then,
>you open your eyes, awake
>you quickly throw your covers off of yourself and stand
>you have work to do