Thread 7: Stories 120-135

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>29
"Zecora"
'Applejack'
~~~~~

>YOU!

"Oh! The changeling with the desires most high, you upset me when you did not even say goodbye.

>I'm not falling for that neighgerian princess thing again! I'VE BROUGHT...

"If you are looking for the small one with which you arrived, I'm afraid for support you will find your self deprived."

>...N-noooooo.

"Did I ever tell you that grandest of tales? My great grandfather was crowned for taming a pack of whales!"

>Really? Does that mean you're-

*SLAP!*

>GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF, 29! She's not really a princess, SHE'S NOT!

"How odd you would say such thing! Never once was I disproven, yet slander you still sling?"

>...Huh. I guess I didn't CONFIRM you aren't royalty...

"Why don't you come into my hole and I will tell you the story, of how my father once fought a king, and took his glory!"

>Really? That sounds great! Should I bring my wallet again?

"A payment for a simple tale is never needed, but perhaps if there is something you wish to purchase, it will be conceded?"

>Yeah sure!

"Then come my friend, we are off again! For the tale of my grandmother, and the prince's dreams so vain!"

>Awesome!

~~~~The next day~~~~

'Got ya again?'

>EVERY! FUCKING! TIME!

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>Chrysalis
"SA"
'AJ2'
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>AHHHHHHHHHHH!

In seconds, he was moving. Not through the halls, but the walls themselves. He didn't know what could make Chrysalis, of all Changelings, cry out in terror, but he probably needed to make it dead.

"CHRYSALIS!"

His confusion when he landed in the middle of the empty and, aside from his own damage, pristine kitchen, thus, was very understandable.

"What's wrong!? Nothing's here!"

>...Nooooothing. Everything's just peachy. Fine. It's good.

"...Chrysalis? Where..."

His confusion at her speaking seemingly from nowhere was short lived. From her spot on the ceiling behind a chandelier, she only shrugged, indifferent.

"...You scream like you're being murdered, and are clearly stuck to the ceiling, and you expect me to believe everything is fine. Nothing happened."

>...I-I didn't scream that loud! It was just a bit of mild surprise, that's all.

"Chrysalis, be serious with me. What could have POSSIBLY...."

>...That is unrelated to the scream, I assure you.

His hoof crashed into his face so hard, it would likely bruise. With an annoyed grunt, he left the kitchen.

>...Thanks for coming to save me.

He only grunted an affirmative, and left.

As she walked by, AJ 2 couldn't help but peer into the hole Shining Armor left. She took one look at the item still on the counter-top, looked up to Chrysalis, and nodded sagely.

'The popping noise scares me too.'

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>Applejack
"Various guards"
'77'
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Applejack is causing small earthquakes as she paces back and forward in front of a group of guards

>A few days back, mah sister was kidnapped from school, now Ah know Ah had a detachment o' guards stationed in Ponyville, Ah know ya'll spent time trainin': SO WHERE WAS THAT TRAININ' TA HELP MAH SISTER?!

"W-We're sorry, Princess! We didn't know because everyone, even Cheerlie asks us not to go near the school! Even the students warned us-"

>YA'LL TAKE YER ORDERS FROM CIVILIANS THAN TAKE YER OWN INITIATIVE?! AH BEEN PATIENT BUT THIS KINDA INCOMPETENCE! AH OUTTA HAVE EACH O' YA LAID OUT IN THA SUN FER THA VULTURES TA PICK AT 'CHA!

A hood touches her shoulder

>WHAT?! Oh, an' where tha hay were you when mah sister coulda been killed?!

77 just throws down dozens of papers.

'Finding out who would have done it. I'm not one for compassion towards the incompetent, but these guards did their work to the best of their abilities. You deployed them with only two week's of hard training and told them to keep general order in Ponyville-'

>AN' THEY FAILED!

'One missing filly is seldom an odd occurrence, as I understand, and when it happens with the nigh silence this incident did, can you blame them for not being informed?'

>But they-

'Did they even know what to be on the lookout for?'

>...

Applejack turns back to the guard

>Ah owe ya'll an apology.

"Please, your highness! We are the ones who should apologize for letting harm before your family."

'Return to Ponyville and I want guard shifts on the Apple family.'

He turns back to Applejack.

'Take the documents I presented to Celestia and the others. I was able to figure some things out, but the others will probably make more sense of it. All I know is that the past few weeks, scrapyards and recycling centers have been raided along with cloud stocks from various weather teams, notably Apploosa.'

>Where 're you goin'?

'To an ace, former weather team captain.'
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>Shiny
"42"
'Sombra'

'-thusly you should place soldiers here here and here in case of an assault, placing barricades in strategic areas to choke them into ambush points. From what's been reported these things pack a punch, so outsmarting them is key, even one death could impact morale while these automatons could kill their comrades themselves and not even flinch.'

Sombra looks down stoically at the Hyperspace Hyperwars figures arrayed on top of a map of the Imperial City.

>Duly noted...when the hell did you start talking?

'I exchanged my knowledge of the dark arts with your sister.'

>Ah, good...remind me to smack you with a newspaper later. 42?

"Sombra's strategy is sound, but what about the gigantic death tank we have, you haven't exactly brought that into account."

'Well after we drug Armor and paint it pink as is right and proper-'

>Fuck yoooou!

'-it shall be kept in reserve to face what remains of the robot forces if and when they breach the castle.'

"I'll double the training regimen, and look into sleeping potions."
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The siege of the Crystal Empire had begun. Armies of Automaton soldiers swept through the streets of the city and not even Cadence and Shining Armor's combined magic could keep them out, and it wasn't long before the Imperial Family had been forced back into the palace itself, garrisoned with so many guards, waiting for the end.

But Shining Armor felt peace, even in what would likely be his last moments with his family, for one member, he made sure would survive this.

Slumbering at the bottom of an inexplicable lake, sustained with all his love for her and the life support systems of the Juggernaut which entombed her, slept Applejack 2. But while her body slept, her mind swiftly danced from revelation to revelation until at last, her eyes opened.

From the depths of the lake a great light blasted up from beneath the even more inexplicable battleship.

"Was that?" Flam dared hope.

"Did we do it?" The brother Flim wondered.

Their hopes were immediately crushed as their ship rose up from the water's surface to reveal the unstoppable Juggernaut, the 'eyes' of the machine burning with power as it held the massive frigate over its head.

From within its metal hull and to all audio transmissions throughout the Empire, Applejack 2 ecstatically declared to the world: "SHINY, I'M AFRAID ANYMORE!"

Meanwhile, Shining Armor in question, currently suffered a simultaneous stroke/ulcer/eye hemorrhage/anal clenching before raging with all his nerd: "WHO LET HER WATCH THAT SHITTY SHOW!"

Meanwhile, Twilight's nervous whistling intensified.

NON CANON ALTERNATE FUTURE
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>AJ 56
"AJ 2"
[AJ 29]
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>Cuz! Look who came ta' visit!

"HI CUZ!"

[AAHHHH! HOW DID YOU GET INTO MY APARTMENT!?]

"We wished on a star!"

[...WHAT!?]

>Mrs Starbright let us in when we asked.

[...Why!?]

"Well, she wasn't gonna, but wibbles is convincing."

[No, I mean, why are YOU visiting me? We never talk! YOUR FATHER HAS A SHOTGUN!]

"But we're cousins!"

[No we aren't!]

>I thought you said we were?

[WE are, she's not! She's not from-... wait, crud, you still live with Chrysalis, right?]

"Not-mom thinks you died, by the way."

[I probably shouldn't say that while- Wait, she thinks I'm dead?]

"Yeah."

[...Oh! How ghastly! She must have mourned such a terrible fate! Should I send her a note proclaiming of my continued breath upon this land... or should I let her stew for just a bit longer?]

>See? He talks like he's in the school play ALL THE TIME.

"Say some more! It's silly!"

[Silly!? My dialect of impeccable class and culture is not silly! How is it that you, a member of the actual Bourgeoisie hold so little appreciation for the flair and beauty of the spoken word?]

"TEE HEE! Say some more!"

[I am not a jester to entertain the simple minded! I am worthy of nobles, and nothing less! Mine ability to... wait, crud. Can't talk about seduction time when you two are in the room...]

>...

"..."

[...BEGONE!]

>...Can I have another picture-

He is silenced by another envelope to the face.

[NOW BEGONE!]

"Can I have one too?"

[Child, there are a great many ways I will risk myself. "Shot to death by a raging guardian because he gave his daughter with an uncouth photo" is not one of them.]

"Awwww!"

[Just take my spare ink or something, and draw a picture.]

"YAY! C'mon, 56! Let's go play with Cheerilee's friends next!"

>Awesome!

[NO! NOT THROUGH MY-]

*CRASH!*

With a groan, he sits on the ground.

Right on cue, a storm cloud hovered over, and started raining on him.
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>77
"Chrysalis"
[Applejack]
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The empire was more welcoming than 77 expected, to be honest. Perhaps it was the orange alicorn that walked along side him that put them at ease, but a part of him likes to hope that maybe, just maybe, those rumors were true. Still, he had much more pressing issues on his mind at the moment.

During the entirety of the trip here, Applejack repeated to him to stay calm, to not get angry, and to brace himself for what was the most likely truth, that his Queen had simply abandoned him to that fresh hell out of spite for a bit of cake, and could not care less. She warned him that his Queen might say some things that will make him hate her, and that was fine. Don't lose control, that's all she asked.

With his heart as heavy as it felt right now, he didn't know if he could keep the promise he made.

It was funny, almost, at the anxiety he felt as he walked into the living area, almost a sense of trepidation, of a desire to turn around before the last vestige of his sanity was broken. But he needed this, he knew. He needed this one last bit of closure.

Still, it was hard to keep the bile down when he spotted her, laying splayed out over a couch, some ridiculous nonsense playing on a grand television as she shoved hoof-full after hoof-full of popcorn into her mouth.

[Chrysalis.]

She barely even glanced over at the princess.

"What do you want?"

[There's someone here ya' need ta' talk to.]

She groaned dramatically, flopping upright with bored dissatisfaction.

[77 here has somethin' he needs to say.]

"Who?"

He could feel it bubbling up. The rage, the hate, the anger. He was glad Applejack had insisted he leave his knife behind, he didn't know right at this moment if he could hold himself back from stabbing her. But he never got a chance to say the loathsome and hateful words on the tip of his tongue. What she said next took his breath away.

"HOLY SHIT, YOU'RE ALIVE!"

With his heart beating as fast as it was, he couldn't bring up a response.

"Wha-... how are you alive!? Wait, oh shit! Are YOU the one that popped out of the latrine!? 42 didn't say... How did you make it clear over there!? Those rocks should have killed you!"

>R-rocks?

"Yeah!"

She froze, her confusion gone as she looked him over.

"Wow, those did a number on you. You look like hell! How'd you dig yourself out?"

>I-... I don't...

[What'cha mean, dig himself out?]

"What, you didn't tell her?"

>I didn't...

He almost flinched as she started to brush a hoof over his scars.

"Ah, ah fuck. I'm sorry. I just wanted to scare you guys, I didn't think it was going to fall on you!"

[What was!?]

"Ahhh. Damn."

It was only now that she turned that wincing gaze that had kept him frozen towards the princess.

"Two hours after I sent those guys down there, one of my other guys rushed up and said the mouth of the cave collapsed in. I tried digging them out, but I couldn't blast through the rocks. I tried! Really! I just... it was too thick."

His mind raced.

She tried to get to him.

She tried to get him out.

"Oh! Hey! Does that mean those other guys made it out too?"

The constricting in his throat kept him from responding.

[No. He's the only one who made it out alive.]

Why did it feel so... uplifting, when she actually narrowed her face in regret? It actually made him feel better when she couldn't look at him anymore, and he couldn't understand why.

"Damn it... I was just trying to scare you guys. Damn it damn it. Ahhh... okay! Look, why don't you stay over here with me? It's great over here! Yeah, Shiny'll probably be mad at me, but he's easy to convince. It'll be great! There's lots of food, I'll get you your own bed, so you don't have to share that cramped ballroom! What do you say? I'll even let you pick the movie next time."

He couldn't take it anymore.

"Ah, oh come on now, don't cry at me. I'm sorry, really! I didn't want to kill you guys! A-and... and look, I don't want to sound mean, but I was seriously going to use that entrance for the invasion. If you guys hadn't gone in there first, we all would have! So... so good job, you essentially saved your race. That's something, right? I'd hand out medals, but, ah, we don't do that. So..."

The awkward pat on the head was worth more than any medal she could have given him.

"Good job!... For all of you guys. So stop crying, please?"

[Sug'? You okay?]

"No he's not okay! Look at him!"

>N-no... Majesty. I am... I am perfectly alright.

"...You sure?"

>Yes... Yes I am. I must decline your offer. I am needed at Canterlot at the moment, and I have friends over there I do not wish to leave behind. Thank you anyway.

"Ah.. right. Sure. Good. Just... just hey, if you need anything? Call... well, call 42, she'll probably handle it better. Okay? And hey, tell me how you got out sometime, alright?"

A shaking hoof brushed some tears from his eyes.

>Maybe someday. Good bye, Majesty.

"So soon? You don't want to stick around? We've got marchmalleys. And Two will hug you. She's good at hugs. Does a lot."

>No no... I am needed. Thank you.

He left soon after that, the orange princess right behind him.

The train ride home was silent, for the most part. She would occasionally ask if he was alright, but he could only nod to answer her.

It was a strange lightness, so light he could never recall ever having experienced it before. But it was a feeling he now realized he wanted more than anything in the world.

More than anything he could have hoped for, two little words meant so much him. It shouldn't, after what he went though, but somehow it did.

She cared.

It didn't make up for what she did, not in the least, but somehow it meant so much in the right direction.

She cared.

It wasn't much. But it was a start.

ALTERNATE ENDING, CANON QUESTIONABLE

>No no... I am needed. Thank you.

[Come on sugar, we better get back 'afore those guards of ours start getting lazy.]

>You're right, farewell my Queen.

"See you."

As soon as she was sure they were both well out of earshot, Chrysalis dropped her facade of normalcy.

"Alcohol. Now."

-My queen i'm not sure that you should be mixing caffeine and alcohol this rapidly-

"I just had to talk to one of my most loyal and competent soldiers who, by all accounts, went through almost literal hell all because i thought it would be funny to send a few guys into a random fucking cave we found on the mountain side while telling them it was a crucial part of the invasion."

"I need a drink, and if i dont have one within the next few minutes, i am going to be using the Juggernaut to break open what remains of Shiny's wine vault before most likely taking it on a joyride throughout the empire and beyond."

-...I have some scotch stashed in Shiny's desk, I'll be right back.-

"Thank you."
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>Spike
"Pinkie"
'Fluttershy'
{Discord}
~~
>Hey, Pinkie. Hey Fluttershy. It's great to see you two. It feels like I haven't seen guys in ages.

'Sorry Spike, it's not like we didn't want to see you. We've all been busy.'

"Yeah, nobody could think of a way to fit us into the story."

>What?

"I mean, look Discord's here."

Discord walks into the room wearing a clown outfit.
{Hey hey hey! What's up tyke?}

>It's Spike.

The clown clothes disappear.
{Whatever. We've come to cheer you up and convince you to play poker}

'We thought it could be fun and get your mind off your leg'

>Eh, I'm not really in the mood to play poker.

{Still upset about your leg? Let's just give you a new one.}
Discord pulls off Spike's leg with a pop and attaches a rabbit's leg.

>Gah!

{There you go. A rabbit's foot. It oughta give you some better luck}

'Discord!'

{Come on, I was just pulling his leg. If you want, I'd be willing to give you my own leg.}
The rabbit leg hops away and Discord's goat leg attaches to Spike.

"'Discord!'"

{What? Don't like the sacrifice I'm making?}
Everypony glares at Discord.

{Hmph, you guys are so ungrateful}
Discord snaps his fingers and Spike's leg comes back into place.

{There. All fixed...oh wait. Silly me, I missed a little detail.}
Discord takes out an anti-material rifle and points it to Spike's leg.

>"'DISCORD!'"

{I'm joking. He can have the leg. Do you still want to play poker?}

>...

{Ugh, why is it so hard to find someone to play poker with? Come, Flutters. We'll try our luck with the bear}
Jumps on Fluttershy's back and grabs her ears like handle bars.
{Tally ho!}
BLOOP!

Spike moves his leg back and forth.
>Hey, I think I'm all better now. I guess I'll tell a doctor, check out, and go back to work.
He leaves the room.

"Hm, I was hoping I'd get more lines. Oh well, I'll just hop to the next post. I wonder if it'll be dubs? Weeeeee~!"
She hops to another post.

NOTE: THE NEXT POST WAS DUBS
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>DT
"SS"
[???]
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"...Explain this to me ONE more time."

>UGH! SS!

"Please. I need this."

>...Fine! Okay, so, you remember when those things from the moon attacked?

"...Did that actually happen?"

>I don't know, everyone gets real shifty eyed when I bring it up. ANYWAY! When they attacked, do you remember who was leading them?

"Sweetie Belle's sister."

>Right! But she was all super-charged. So I figure, there must be something on the moon that can super-charge ponies! Boom, thought process done.

"So you built a rocket."

>Yeah!

"A scaled up version of the rocket you normally use."

>Right!

"Rockets that explode."

>...Wait, shit, that's a good point. Wow, what was I thinking?

"I wake up every morning, and I wonder the same thing."

>Wow. Good thing I wasn't-

[CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS ASTRONAUTS! GO!]

>....Ahhhh...

"Left the keys in the ignition?"

>That I did.

*FWOOOOOOOOOOOM!*

>That. I. Did.

"Their sisters are going to-"

>I know... I know.
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>Spike
"77"
'AJ42'
[Diamond Tiara]
-Silver Spoon-
#Luna#
+Celestia+

>Alright guys, we're going to play Russian Roulette

[Uh I don't know]

>C'mon don't be such a coward. It's the biggest thrill. One bullet, six chambers, spin it, press it against your head, and pray to Celestia that you're lucky.

[But I heard somepony died while doing this.]

-C'mon DT, stop being such a wuss.-

'Don't you care about fun?'

[I just don't know.]

>Look if you're not playing you can leave right now and go home, but you're not staying at my place in the library tonight unless you play Russian Roulette.

[Ugh, fine.]

>77 will go first.

"Give me the gun."
Takes Charity.
"One bullet, six chambers, put it to the forehead and pull the-" *BANG*

>'[-WHOA!!!-]'

'I'm going to be sick!'

-It's in my eyes! It's in my eyes!-

[He's dead! I can't believe he's dead!]

>Alright! Alright. Settle down...it's your turn.
Points to DT.

[Are you serious? 77 is dead!]

>I know...He lost. He forgot to spin it. Now it's your turn.

[M-my turn? No! We're going clockwise.]

>Counter-clockwise.

[No way, Spike. This game was your idea. You're next.]

'Look, I don't want to play anymore.'

>You all have to play or none of you can spend the night at my house.

-Fine-

[Alright]

>Look, I'll even go next if it makes you pansies feel better.
Picks up Charity.
>One in the chamber. Spin. Cock. Put it to the forehead and then-*BANG*

-Oh my Celestia! Oh my Celestia! OH MY CELESTIA!-

'Geez!'

[AGH! Twice in a row!]

-He's dead. He is sooo dead!-

[I can't look at this. I just can't look at this.]
After everyone calms down.

'Okay...*sigh*...I guess it's my turn.'

[42, you don't have to do this.]

AJ42 points Charity to her head
'No no...no. It wouldn't be right to back out now. The other guys took their turn in good faith that we would take ours. I'm not going to dishonor their memory or the game by not following through.' *BANG*

-OOOOOOH! OOOH!-

[Holy crap, 42 is dead!]

-DANG!-

[42 is dead! 42 is definitely dead!]

-Oh wow! They're uh...they're really dead.-

[Silver Spoon, it's just you and me. We can stop playing the game. No one has to know. We should call for help or something.]

-Yeah, you know what? You're right. This is a stupid game anyway. We don't need this to have fun. Let's hang out. Do some coke and just relax.-

[What? ...do some coke? No thanks Silver Spoon. I think I'd rather play Russian Roulette.]

#This dream has been a paid public service announcement. Be smart. Don't do drugs.#

~Later~
+You did WHAT!?+

#It worked. Rehabilitation centers are admitting more ponies now. Test scores are also rising for some odd reason.#
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>Applejack
"Celestia"
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>Hey, Tia?

"I will backflip off this balcony, don't think I won't!"

>It's tuesday.

"Shit... I will side-flip off this balcony, don't think I won't!"

>Better. Anyway, what does Luna do?

"Throws off the rotation of the planet with her gigantic ass."

>Naw, seriously.

"Guards the night."

>She's a princess, right? Princesses are s'posed ta' do princess stuff. Not shoot stuff. Especially not guard stuff. Why ain't she settlin' disputes?

"Because she has the social skills of a thousand year old shut in, imagine that."

>Fine. Why ain't she signin' bills?

"Her legal jargon is a thousand years old, imagine that."

>Why ain't she doin' trade negotiations?

"Her methods are a thousand years old, imagine that."

>Why ain't ya' helped her learn any of that!?

"I'm actually sleeping during the night for the first time in a thousand years, imagine that."

>...Crud.

"HAH! What now!?"

>Fine. This one... is totally yer' fault for banishin' her in the first plac-

"SIDE-FLIP!"
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>Spike
"DT"
[56]
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>Hey, Diamond Tiara, you got a second?

"What is it li-Holy shit what happened to you!?"

>I got shot.

"...News to me. You okay?"

>You do care!

"Was it a bug monster?"

>No. It probably wasn't a changeling.

"Then I don't care, actually."

>...Hey, anyway, I wanted to say thanks.

"Foooooor?"

>For, you know, saving Applebloom from that robot?

"Oh! Oh yeah. That happened. You know, while I do so love being praised, I actually mostly did that because I thought the bug monster was behind it."

>So you would've let them get abducted?

"Well, I mean, no. Still a robot, and I had my rocket launcher right there. Wasn't just going to let them get abducted either way. Probably wouldn't have cackled, though."

>...Rocket launcher?

"Yeah! I named him TBDRLIATU!"

>...

"...It stand for The Best Damn-"

>No need. Anyway, thanks. She's like family to me.

"Don't mention it. Really. Ponies might start associating her with me, and I would rather try to swallow a rocket whole."

>Say, while I admit I should probably confiscate that, me and some others are getting together later to talk about our weapons stuff. Maybe you want to come sometime?

"I'll consider it."

>Cool. Thanks again, DT. I owe you one.

*After he leaves*

"...Oh, I'll call that in on you someday, lizard! MWAHA.... MWAHAHA... MWAHAHAHAHAH-"

[Hey BlankFlank!]

"Ack! STOP IT WITH THAT!"

[With what?]

"You know what I mean, you're not using that right!"

[What, Blankflank? I think I'm using it perfect. Because-]

"No!"

[...Because-]

"NO!"

[...Becauseyouain'tgotnothin'backthere!]

"ARRRRRGH!"
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>AJ 18
"Cadence"
~~~~~~

>NO NO NO NO NO!

"JERK! STOP COCKBLOCKING ME!"

>That means stop you from having sex, stupid!

"Then stop... Paperwork... blocking?"

>What. The Fuck. Could you POSSIBLY do with SIX TONS OF FACIAL CREME!?

"...Tons? T doesn't men tins?"

>NO!

"Why would they sell that by the ton? Why even have that option available?"

>I... huh. Wait a minute, why DO they need that?

"See!? Makes no sense!"

>Must've been a misprint... FINE. Just this once, it's not your fault, someone was even dumber than you.

"HAH! In your face! WOO! Yeah, you better walk away! Go ahead, roll those eyes! I'm still totally right! Uh huuuh! Go Cadence, its' your birthday, Go... "

...

"...WAIT A MINUTE! FUCK YOU!"
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>Celestia
"Luna"
~~~~~~

>...Are you alright?

"Yes, sister, we often sit upon the ground, curled into a fetal position while slowly rocking back and forth. Tis' a glorious pass time."

>If you're going to be snippy, I won't ask what's wrong.

"We ventured into Candeza's dreams."

>...And?

"PINK FLUFFY UNICORNS DANCING ON RAINBOWS PINK FLUFFY UNICORNS DANCING ON RAINBOWS PINK FLUFFY UNICORNS DANCING ON RAINBOWS PINK FLUFFY UNICORNS DANCING ON RAINBOWS!"

>...You want the gun?

"PLEASE!"
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>AJ 42
"Various Changelings"
'Various ponies'
~~~~~~

>Alright... go ahead and show me.

"Well, you remember how you showed us that cool color change trick? The one that took us MONTHS to get right?"

>The one I told you was completely useless because, as Changelings, we can turn whatever color we want with the normal method?

"...That one."

"Point is, we've found a name!"

"It's Rainbolt Time!"

*Morphing noises!*

"Rainbolt RED!"

"Rainbolt YELLOW!"

"Rainbolt GREEN!"

"Rainbolt BLUE!"

"Rainbolt GOLD!"

*Record scratch*

"...DAMN IT VIOLET!"

"I told you guys I wasn't going to be Violet! Violet is stupid! It's a stupid color!"

"Well don't pick GOLD, Gold doesn't fit with the motif!"

"Can you be orange?"

"Orange is Applejack's color!"

"We're all Applejacks! Why is this a problem!?"

>What's wrong with Indigo?

"...Fine! Indigo works. Let's do this."

"It' Rainbolt time!"

*Morphing noises resume!*

"Rainbolt RED!"

"Rainbolt YELLOW!"

"Rainbolt GREEN!"

"Rainbolt BLUE!"

"Rainbolt INDIGO!"

*Guitar Riff, Multicolored explosion goes off behind them*

'OH GOD! IT BURNS!'

'WHO WOULD DO THIS!? WHO!?'

'I TASTE FOOD COLORING AND PAAAAIN!'

"...Probably shouldn't have set up the color bombs over there."

"Where else were they gonna go, Blue!?"

"Ten feet back?"

"...This is all your fault, YELLOW!"

>So have you actually done any flying?

"...I knew we were forgetting something! Fucking Yellow!"

"Damn it Yellow!"

"You fucking suck, Yellow!"

"...This is gonna be my thing, isn't it?"

"Yep!"

"Shit."

>...I guess you could have a worse start. It's possible.

'WHY ISN'T ANYONE PUTTING ME OUT!?'

>Not likely, but possible.
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