Preparation

Whole New World
Chapter 16
Preparation

Dano walked home in a torrential downpour as the storm he had seen earlier settled over Ponyville and the surrounding area. The survivor was chilled to the bone by the combination of rain, wind and lack of sun. The storm clouds that hung over Dano were so thick that not a ray of sunlight pierced them, and despite the fact that it was midafternoon the survivor could not see his hand in front of his face clearly.

Using his memory and staring at the trail at his feet Dano made good time getting back to Fluttershy’s house. His stride did not reflect the dark and brooding environment around him, but was actually full of energy and determination. Before long the survivor rounded the last bend in the trail before Fluttershy’s abode, and through the rain he made out the silhouettes of Echo and Jenna. One of the K9s was sitting under a tree, which Dano guessed was the husky, while the other jumped around enjoying the weather.

The two animals stopped what they were doing when they heard Dano moving through the rain, and the one who had been playing took off at a dead sprint toward the survivor barking madly. Dano met the animal on his side of the small footbridge, took a knee and embraced it. The survivor confirmed that in fact he was holding Echo, and he could hear the wolf whine. Dano guessed Echo had heard the entire thing take place in town.

Dano was content where he was, holding onto his friend when he heard a door open. The survivor looked up to see a faint light in the distance, and guessed Fluttershy had come out of the house. The light flickered out as the noise of the door closing reached the survivor ears, and despite the lack of light the silhouette of Fluttershy appeared in the downpour moving undaunted through the rain.

The survivor released Echo just as Fluttershy moved across the bridge. Dano was prepared to explain his tardiness, but was shocked when the shy woman lunged at him, embracing the survivor around his neck. Dano felt the warmth of the woman move through his chest, and the smell of her hair wafted up to his nose unhindered by the downpour. After a brief hesitation the survivor returned the tight embrace, burying his head in the shy woman’s wet hair.

“I was so worried.” Dano heard Fluttershy say over the rain.

The survivor remained silent, and Fluttershy pulled back slightly from the embrace to look up at him.

“What happened in town?”

Dano sighed quietly as he released Fluttershy.

“We should go inside.”

Fluttershy looked up into the sky as if she had not noticed the rain while Dano moved past the shy woman towards the house without saying another word.

Dano opened the front door and moved into the house. He turned around to see Fluttershy and Echo following behind him a few feet back, and the survivor left the door open as he moved through the dark house to the dining room. Dano took a seat in his usual spot once he entered the eating area, and the survivor heard the door close as he lifted his arms onto the table.

Fluttershy moved into the dining room with Echo by her side, and after she rested the wet candle she held in her hand on the table she turned on the small light that hung above the room. Echo sat down next to Dano and looked up at his friend with worried eyes, and Dano patted his head to calm the wolf. Fluttershy crossed the kitchen and sat in her usual spot, and once seated Dano began to speak.

“There was an attack on the town.”

Dano watched Fluttershy’s eyes widen in shock before he continued.

“They shot the place up pretty bad.”

Fluttershy’s eyes glazed over as she tried to comprehend what Dano had just told her.

“Was anyone hurt?”

Dano swallowed as he prepared to lay the worst of the news down.

“Four people died, and a good dozen have been wounded.”

Fluttershy returned from her mind, and tears began to well in her eyes.

“W-Who…”

Dano couldn’t look Fluttershy in the face, and he shifted his gaze to the table in front of him.

“The Mayor, Caramel, Aloe and Scootaloo.”

Dano’s voice was monotone as he quickly recalled the names etched into his brain. The survivor looked up to see Fluttershy about to break down.

“W-what are we supposed to do now?”

Dano stared into Fluttershy’s moist eyes, and he felt a bit of his own rage seep into his voice.

“I am going to make sure it never happens again.”

Fluttershy broke down, and let her head fall into her hands. Dano stood and moved around the table to comfort the shy woman, much like he did the first night he spent in Ponyville. He took a knee and went to hold Fluttershy, but she beat him to the punch. She wrapped her arms around Dano’s neck as tightly as she could as she cried into his shoulder, and Dano embraced her in kind.

“You can’t leave.”

Dano rested his head on Fluttershy’s shoulder, and he tightened his hold as the shy woman forced the words out through her sobs.

“I have too.”

Fluttershy’s grip somehow tightened even more, and a bit of Dano was shocked at her strength.

“No. You don’t have too. You can’t leave. You won’t come back.”

It hit Dano in the chest like a sledge hammer. He guessed the last man Fluttershy had gotten close with had left and never returned. She feared losing Dano the same way she had lost her father. The survivor wondered if the shy woman saw him as a father figure, but he shoved that thought away and returned his focus to Fluttershy.

“I’m going to come back.” Dano released a reassuring chuckle. “You worry too much.”

Dano filled his voice with as much confidence as he could, but his words didn’t seem to do anything to calm Fluttershy. She continued to hold onto the survivor, repeating her plea to stop him from leaving. Dano just held on as the shy woman shook underneath him, and she cried until she couldn’t anymore.

Fluttershy was reduced to a shivering mess in Dano’s arms. She convulsed with every breath, and she would occasionally mumble incoherent words that Dano guessed were her telling him to stay. Despite her condition Fluttershy’s grip on Dano was absolute, and the survivor could not get free unless he used all of his strength, which was out of the question.

Dano needed to get the shy woman’s mind off of everything, but he didn’t know what to do. The storm raging outside made it impossible for her to enjoy her animals or weather, and other than cook the survivor didn’t know what she did for enjoyment. Dano recalled that Fluttershy was quite good at sewing, and he needed to get ready for tomorrow.

“Fluttershy?”

The shy woman stirred, but did not release Dano.

“I need to get ready for tomorrow, would you like to help?”

Dano felt Fluttershy nod slowly, and her arms loosened around his neck. The survivor slowly pulled himself from the shy woman’s embrace while releasing his own. Dano stood once free, and looked down to see the blood shot eyes of Fluttershy staring back at him. Her face was covered in the streaks of her tears, and her long wet hair stuck to her scalp. The blue jeans and canary yellow sweater she was wearing was soaked through, and she shivered uncontrollably from her breakdown and the cold.

“You should go change.”

Fluttershy nodded then stood, albeit slowly.

“Can you grab your sewing kit when you finish please?” Dano asked as Fluttershy began to walk away, and he received a slight nod as a response.

Fluttershy did not stop to respond, but kept walking slowly out of the kitchen and toward her room. Dano stood in the dining area until he heard the sounds of the shy woman ascending the stairs. He then left the dining room quickly, crossed the living room and moved into the guest room. Echo trotted into the room behind his friend and climbed into the bed as Dano took a knee next to his bedstead and pulled out the short chest that contained his equipment.

Dano opened the wooden container to see everything just the way he left it. His rifle had lost its spotless sheen since the last time he saw it, but the survivor was confident it was in serviceable condition. Dano knew it had been several weeks since he had cleaned the weapon, and that would have to be his first priority. He lifted the weapon out of the chest and pulled the bolt back to inspect the chamber. The survivor was greeted by a copper colored round, and after peering around the internal workings of the weapon he was satisfied it would work despite its lack of cleaning.

Dano set the weapon down next to him, and pulled out his bullet proof vest. After inspecting the grey and brown armor for any signs of neglect he set it down over his rifle. Next came the black tactical vest, and once out of the chest Dano tapped on the four pouches that covered the front with a knuckle. The sound of the metallic clips held inside of the pouches reached the survivor’s ear, and Dano was satisfied that no one had tampered with his ammunition.

With his rifle and upper body equipment meeting Dano’s satisfaction he moved on to his side arms and belt. The survivor stood and moved to his dresser where his Magnum, knife, M9 and belt rested. As he grabbed his things the sound of water sloshing around in the half full canteen reached Dano’s ears, and he made a mental note to empty the container and refill it along with the one on his pack which rested under the bed.

Dano moved back to where he was kneeling and began to look over his things. Before he could remove anything from its carrying case Fluttershy entered the room quietly. The survivor turned his head to see her in a canary yellow t-shirt and pink sweat pants. Dano motioned for her to enter, and she did so just as slowly as she had moved to go to her room.

As Fluttershy entered the semi-dark room Dano noticed that she was carrying a case that he guessed was the sewing kit. It was slightly larger than the one he owned, and it seemed to be older as well. Fluttershy moved across the room until she was behind Dano, and the survivor motioned for her to sit. The shy woman complied, and as she lowered herself Dano rotated his body so they would be facing each other. Once turned the survivor gabbed his knife and belt, and held it in front of himself for Fluttershy to see.

“I need you to sew my knife onto my belt please.”

Fluttershy took the belt and knife from Dano.

“H-how do you want it?”

Fluttershy’s voice was a bit raspy from her recent breakdown, and Dano could still see that her eyes were bloodshot.

“Like this.”

Dano manipulated the items in Fluttershy’s hands to their desired location.

The survivor had been thinking about where to put his knife on and off since he removed it from his vest. With his fight against Discord coming to a head his mind went into overdrive on the subject. Dano decided to put the weapon on his left hip, a little in front of his canteen, at a forty five degree angle, like a sword would be placed. This way he could quick draw the weapon as well as wear it around town.

When Dano placed the knife in its desire location Fluttershy nodded and got to work. The survivor noticed that as she fumbled through her kit that it was probably too dark for the job to be done well, and Fluttershy was too kind to raise her concerns. Dano decided to help out the shy woman, so he leaned over to his rifle, picked it up and rested it in front of him with the butt on the ground. He popped one of the flashlights attached to the front of the rifle off then set the rifle down. The survivor pushed the button on the back on the back of the flashlight, and a white beam of light shot out from the front.

Dano used the flashlight to help Fluttershy, and she was soon ready to begin sewing. As Fluttershy went to work on the knife and belt Dano noticed her hands were shaking. Without moving the light in his left hand the survivor reached out with his right and placed it on top of the shy woman’s sewing hand. Fluttershy looked up to see Dano with a reassuring smile on his face.

“Everything is going to be fine.”

Dano’s voice was filled with compassion and confidence, and he could see some of it take root in Fluttershy’s brain. After a deep breath Dano removed his hand and Fluttershy got back to work without any more shaking.

The rest of the job went on as it started, with Dano holding the light and Fluttershy sewing. The job didn’t take long, and once complete the shy woman handed the belt back to the survivor. Dano took the belt in one hand, and gave a strong tug to the knife to test it. To his satisfaction the sheath did not rip free of the belt.

“You did a good job Fluttershy.”

Dano flashed a toothy smile, and in the dim light cast off of the flashlight that now lay on the ground the survivor could see Fluttershy gave a small smile back. The survivor set down the belt and stood before helping Fluttershy to her feet. Once standing the shy woman turned to leave, but Dano held her back with his words.

“I probably won’t see you tomorrow, since I am leaving early.”

Fluttershy stood as ridged as a board as Dano spoke.

“So I’m going to say my goodbyes now.”

Fluttershy turned around to see Dano holding his arms out as an invitation for a hug. The shy woman moved quickly across the room and wrapped her arms around the survivor’s chest. Dano let out a content chuckle as he wrapped his arms around Fluttershy, but in his mind the hug wasn’t a happy occasion. A bit of him shouted out that this could be the last time he would see her, the last time he would be home. Before Dano could remove the thoughts Fluttershy looked up at the survivor.

“Promise you will come back.”

Dano hid his uneasy thoughts behind a smile.

“Cross my heart, hope to fly. Stick a cupcake in my eye.”

Fluttershy seemed to accept the Pinkie Promise and released Dano.

“You should go into town tomorrow. Applejack got pretty hurt today, and I bet she would love to see you. She will probably still be in the Doctor’s house.”

Fluttershy nodded before turning, wishing Dano a goodnight and leaving the room.

Once Fluttershy had left Dano felt his smile fade. The thoughts continued to yell at him, that he was going to break his promise, that he was not coming home. The survivor let out a sad sigh, for he did not have the answers to put those thoughts in their place. He decided to put his faith in his skills and will, and hope for the best.

Dano finished getting ready about a half an hour later. He set up everything for the next day in a small pile by the door before crawling into bed. Echo had already fallen asleep by the time the survivor pulled the covers over his body. Dano was tired, and he knew sleep would come sooner than usual. Just as predicted the survivor was pulled under after a short while with a worried frown covering his face.

Dano stood in the inky blackness that he had not seen in a while, and guessed that Celestia and Luna wanted to chat. After closing his eyes and opening them to see the sisters Dano waited for them to speak, but something was wrong. They stood the same way as usual, but both of their faces were flat and the survivor could feel them stare at him.

“What are you doing Daniel?”

Moon’s voice matched her face, flat and slightly angry.

“What do you mean? I am doing my job.” Dano retorted, a little confused.

“We told you to defend Ponyville, not conscript the town’s people to do it.”

Celestia’s voice matched her sisters.

“They volunteered, and I don’t see why they wouldn’t want to fight. Their home was attacked.”

Dano’s response seemed to force Celestia and Luna on the defensive, but they pressed on undaunted.

“You don’t understand Daniel. Discord will subvert them right in front of your eyes. They will become his soldiers as soon as you engage him.”

Luna’s voice was beginning to grow angrier as she spoke.

“Then I will have to train them.”

Dano spoke matter-of-factly, and the sisters were taken aback by the statement.

“What do you mean ‘train them’?”

Celestia’s voice had calmed, but remained flat.

“Instead of just charging in I can take them back to my cabin for the two weeks we have and train them. I have seen enough documentaries to know how to make a civilian a soldier.”

Dano watched the gears work in the sister’s head, before Luna spoke up.

“How will you counter Discord’s mind control?”

Luna’s voice had lost its anger, and had become much like her sister’s.

“Mental conditioning is the whole point of basic training. I will teach them through extreme stress to the body and mind that my word is law, and if they disobey that law they will have their friend’s blood on their hands.”

The sisters nodded as the philosophy moved though their heads.

“Do you think it will work?” Celestia asked.

“What do you think makes soldiers do what they do?”

Dano’s question seemed to put Celestia and Luna at ease.

“What happens in Discord if lying about the two week deadline?”

Celestia’s question ricocheted through Dano’s brain, for he did not think about that eventuality since the original plan was to immediately go after Discord.

“I think he will keep to his schedule. He doesn’t know that we are coming for him, and why else would he give them the deadline anyway?”

Celestia and Luna nodded at the answer before moving towards Dano to send him back to sleep. The survivor didn’t protest as he felt two hands press down on his shoulders. The usual feeling of love and confidence flowed through Dano, but it was held in check by his own worries and fears. Despite this conflict inside of him the survivor fell into a deep sleep, his mind uneasy.

Dano opened his eyes immediately after regaining consciousness and was met by the predawn dark. He pulled himself out of bed quickly and began getting dressed. The survivor pulled on his pants and tightened the leg straps for his canteen and pistol holster. He then threw on a grey t-shirt then his utility jacket, zipped it up and tucked it into his pants. Dano knew he needed to look as professional as possible for his training to be effective.

The survivor tightened his belt once his jacket was tucked in then stretched his arms above his head to pull the utility uniform out far enough for full arm movement. After his bottom layer was secure Dano put on his boots, making sure to tuck the legs of his pants into them. Following the boots came the suspenders holding his belt, his bullet proof vest, his tactical vest and finally his Magnum holster. The survivor pulled his pack on after getting on all of his layers then did a once over on all his equipment. Everything was in order, but he still had things he needed to do.

Dano slung his rifle over his shoulder before walking across the guest room and walking out the door with Echo in tow. The survivors moved across the still dark house to the kitchen, where Dano filled his two canteens with tap water. After the two containers were filled the survivors moved back into the living room, and Dano triple checked himself. Satisfied for the third time Dano led Echo out of the front door and into the still dark world.

As Dano and Echo moved across Fluttershy’s front yard the sun began to peak over the mountains to the east, and Dano knew that his recruits were now probably just getting up. The survivors crossed the small foot bridge quickly before hopping on their quad bike. Dano started the engine without hesitation, and drove away from Fluttershy’s house at top speed without looking back.

It didn’t take long for Dano and Echo to make it into Ponyville, and when Dano pulled into the town center the only people there were the Doctor and Mr. Cake standing by the fountain. Dano pulled the quad up to them, and noticed they had swapped out their usual work related clothes for boots, jeans and sweatshirts. Both of them had a small pack on their back, and Dano was happy they took the initiative to bring some essentials.

Dano killed the engine then hopped off of the quad without saying a word to the two new recruits and began to walk to the Doctor’s house. He wanted to check on Applejack before he left, and he needed to kill time before the rest of his team showed up. The survivor crossed the town square quickly and let himself into the Doctor’s house.

The interior of the building had returned to normal, except for a single cot resting in the middle of the living room that ran parallel to the couch. Dano noticed that Rarity was sitting on the couch watching over Applejack as she slept, and Pinkie Pie was laying on the couch also sleeping. Rarity looked worse for wear, and her usually made up hair was a wreck. She noticed Dano had entered and gave him a halfhearted greeting. The survivor moved across the room and sat on the couch, making sure not to sit on Pinkie. He extended his arm over Rarity’s shoulders and gave them a tight squeeze to reassure her.

“Have you gotten any sleep Rarity?”

The fashionista shook her head slowly, and it pulled at Dano’s heart strings. He felt the urge to help take over him.

“You love her don’t you. I mean more than friends.”

Rarity quickly looked at Dano with shock on her face.

“What ever do you mean?”

Dano chuckled lightly.

“It’s why you can’t sleep. Your emotions go so deep that you cannot stand to see her hurt, and it is keeping you up.”

Rarity returned her gaze forward, and Dano could see the cogs working in her head before she sighed.

“I guess you are right.”

Dano leaned in close to Rarity.

“You should tell her how you feel. Not immediately, but sooner rather than later. Applejack may need someone to help her though her recovery.”

Rarity nodded with vigor before a small smile crept across her face.

“That sounds wonderful. Thank you Dano.”

Dano removed his arm from Rarity, but he knew he was only half way done. He guessed that Rarity would obsess over the timing to confess to Applejack, so he decided he needed to do something to take her mind off of the situation. The survivor noticed that Rarity was holding a note pad with random sketches of dresses on the open page. An idea popped into Dano’s mind.

“Rarity, can you do something for me?”

Despite being very tired Rarity put on her usual attitude.

“Of course darling, just ask.”

Dano smiled at the return of old Rarity.

“I need you to make the boys and I uniforms.”

Rarity seemed to perk up at the prospect of making clothing, just as Dano had predicted.

“That sounds like a splendid idea.”

Dano chuckled at Rarity’s enthusiasm, and began to lay down what he wanted.

After a quarter hour Dano had instructed Rarity to make six uniforms that matched the survivors in shape but with more of a forest camouflage to it. Rarity expressed some discontent about the bland colors and simplicity of the utility uniforms, so Dano designed some dress uniforms for the group. The survivor instructed the fashionista as she sketched the uniform on her pad of paper, and Dano found himself describing the Marine Corp. uniform.

High collar, large buttons on the front of the jacket, black dress shoes and a thick black belt around the waist. Despite the similarities there were huge differences. There was no rank on the jacket, and instead of the red, blue and gold theme the uniform would use a white, navy blue and gold pallet.

The dress jacked would be white with navy blue trim and gold buttons. The pants would be navy blue with a white stripe running up the outer seam. A plain white peaked cap with a black visor was the head gear associated with the uniform, and Rarity seemed to enjoy the whole design.

Content that he had given the fashionista something to do Dano stood to leave. Rarity also stood, and Dano gave her a confused look.

“I will need your measurements darling.” Rarity explained to the survivor.

Dano just shrugged as Rarity went for a handbag on the couch and pulled out a measuring tape. After chuckling at the fashionista for carrying a measuring tape with her Dano led Rarity out the front door.

The sun had risen a bit since Dano had last been outside, and Big Mac as well as Braeburn had arrived with their quad and packs on their backs. Soarin was nowhere to be seen, until Dano got about half way back to the group. The young man walked quickly into the town center looking a bit worried that he was late, and the survivor noticed that he too had a small pack on his back. Dano chose to ignore Soarin’s tardiness, for he was preparing his mind. He was about to turn on his drill instructor.

Once Dano and Rarity got about five feet from the group the survivor held out a hand to stop the fashionista. Dano heard her footsteps stop and he moved another three feet toward the group before stopping himself. Soarin had just arrived, and he began to apologize.

“Sorry I’m late Dano, Rainbow Dash was having a tough…”

“Shut up Soarin.”

Dano’s voice was hard, and it shocked the five men. The survivor stuck out his boot and drew a short line with it. As he took a step back he addressed the group.

“Toes on the line.”

Dano watched the group look at each other with confusion.

“I SAID TOES ON THE LINE!”

Dano’s voice echoed over the empty courtyard, and the group rushed to do what the survivor had told them. Once lined up Dano began the impossible task of turning the group in front of him into something that looked like a soldier.

“I want your arms at your sides, chests out and eyes forward. If your eyes go anywhere else I will knock you so hard in the head you won’t remember your own birthday.”

Dano kept his voice filled with a mixture of confidence and bravado in order to intimidate the group, and it seemed to be working. The team did as they were told, and Dano moved up to the man in the middle of the line who happened to be Mr. Cake. The survivor flattened his hands and placed them on the outside of Mr. Cake’s shoulders forcing the two men on the outside to shift to accommodate the space. The survivor repeated this for the rest of the team before moving back next to Rarity. Dano settled into an at ease stance before addressing his team rather loudly.

“Listen up. I’m giving you one last chance to walk away, since the Dano you are looking at right now is in a good mood.” Dano pointed to himself to make his point, and he waited for someone to speak up. No one did.

“Alright. Despite what you were probably thinking we are not going straight after the raiders. We are going to use our two weeks to our advantage and get some training in.”

Dano kept his voice level and aggressive. He would have to keep it that way until his team finished their two week version of boot camp.

“We will be heading out to my cabin for this training, so I hope you brought extra underwear.”

Dano began to chuckle internally to his crude humor until Braeburn spoke up.

“Why do we need to train? Shooting a gun isn’t that hard.”

Dano stormed up to Braeburn and go so close their noses were barely touching.

“DID I TELL YOU THAT YOU COULD SPEAK?!”

“N-no.”

“NO WHAT?!”

“N-no sir!”

Dano huffed and returned to his spot.

“Looks like we will have to go over the rules.”

Dano made his tone sound accusing as if the team had forgotten.

“Rule number one. If told to do something or asked a question you will answer with ‘sir yes sir’ or ‘sir no sir’. If your response requires words then you will put a ‘sir’ in front and behind the sentence. Got that?”

“Sir yes sir.”

“I CAN’T HEAR YOU!”

“SIR YES SIR!”

Dano scanned the group to see if anyone had broken attention, but was slightly relieved to see that they were doing as they were told.

“Rule number two. You will do everything you are ordered to do without complaint. If you complain I will kick you so hard you will be meeting the moon. Understood?”

“SIR YES SIR!”

Dano was happy that his team appeared to be fast learners, but he kept his calm composure.

“Rule number 3. You will carry yourself in a military manor at all times that you are in uniform. This includes standing at attention when called to attention or a superior officer enters the room. Seeing as I’m the only one here with two brain cells to rub together that makes me the commanding officer. You will remove your covers whenever you enter a building that people live in, and you will call every civilian you meet ‘ma’am’ or ‘sir’. Understood?”

“SIR YES SIR!”

Dano kept scanning the group to see anyone break, but so far no one had done so.

“Rule number four. You will not refer to yourself as ‘me’ or ‘I’. You will refer to yourself as ‘cadet’ whatever your name is. This goes for referring to the other cadets as well as myself, but you will call me ‘Instructor Masset’. Understood?”

“SIR YES SIR!”

“Rule number five. If you break any of the afore mentioned rules you will receive a check. You will be given three checks for a day for the entire team. If you exceed your checks then you will be doing PT for the entire day as punishment. Understood?”

“SIR YES SIR!”

Dano felt himself relax a little knowing that his team now had the ground rules. The survivor motioned to Rarity.

“Rarity is going to be taking your sizes down for our uniforms. If you make it through my little boot camp you will receive the uniform.” Dano turned his attention to Rarity. “Go ahead ma’am.”

Rarity seemed to be a bit shocked at Dano’s performance.

“Did you have to do that?”

Dano smiled slightly.

“You haven’t seen the half of it.”

Rarity blinked before pushing the thought away. She moved up to the man on the far right of the formation, which was Soarin.

“Step forward Cadet.” Dano ordered, and Soarin complied.

After a while Rarity had moved down the line to get everybody’s sizes, and finished with Dano’s. Once done Rarity said her goodbyes and left the group to go back to Applejacks side. Dano returned the farewell then ordered his team onto the quad bikes, three to a four-wheeler. Braeburn was selected to drive the quad that belonged to the Apple Family and Dano drove his own. Echo, Big Mac and Soarin rode with the survivor as Mr. Cake and the Doctor rode with Braeburn.

Once everybody was loaded up Dano started his engine and Braeburn followed suit. Without hesitation the survivor hit the gas and took off out of the town square with Braeburn following right behind him. As Dano drove his mind worked over what and how his training regimen would play out. Deciding to have the first day be more informational than physical the survivor put his mind to rest as he pulled out of Ponyville toward his old home.

oh boy, this chapter was fun
i know, right?
how was it fun?
i got to yell at people.
is yelling that much fun?
of course it is silly filly!
see, pinkie gets it
any more of 'it' and you will get a headache
psh. i can handle it
*three hours later*
PINKIE!
YES!
STOP YELLING, I HAVE A HEAD ACHE
i told you
shut up logic

lulz
here it is dudes and dudettes
don't forget to rate and comment
that is all
kthanxbai