Whose Throne Room is it Anyway?

Surrounded by Comrades

Twilight Sparkle was walking up the stairs to her apartment in Victory High-rises. Her apartment was several flights up, and it didn't help that one of her hind legs had a rather large ulcer on it. It was painful to trot with such a handicap, but no medicine had been distributed by the Council of Plenty. She looked up, only to see the large picture of Princess Celestia. Under her picture a caption stated, "BIG SISTER IS WATCHING YOU." Her crazed eyes almost followed Twilight as she made it to her flat. She opened her door to her flat and stepped inside. Her flat was rather depressing. The walls were gray, her bed was dull and painful to sleep on, and her brush for her mane was broken. The only good thing about her flat was the alcove that protected her from the Crystal Projection Screen on her wall.

This projection heard everything, and saw everything she did. It was creepy, but it was the society of Equestriania. However, her alcove allowed her to stay away from it. If she kept quiet, it wouldn't hear anything either. This was good, because she was about to do something highly illegal. The Imagination Guards would surely catch her for it one day, but for right now it was her only means of defying them. She was about to write in a diary. However, instead of writing good things she was going to write what she believed was wrong with society. She wrote about her job in the Council of History, and how it was odd how she rewrote the past. She wrote about how she thought about other ponies, and how she believed keeping the past preserved would be good. All of this was extremely illegal to think about, let alone have the imagination for it. Suddenly she wrote, "DOWN WITH CELESTIA! DOWN WITH CELESTIA!" over and over in her diary. She then laughed maliciously at the thought, and reckoned one day she would join the Sisterhood to overthrow her!

Suddenly, she awoke. It was all a dream, and it was a good one too! It sprung an idea in her head, one to overthrow her teacher! She jumped out of bed and quietly snaked out of her room. She then stuck to the royal walls of the castle, careful not to slide her wings against the wall. "Do do do dah, dudaba, do do do," she sang her own theme song as she traveled through the halls. When she spotted a guard, she froze and stuck against the wall, continuing her theme song with, "Duhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh," like she was on a constant playback. Suddenly, an exclamation point appeared above the guard, followed by a loud and abrupt sound. He turned toward Twilight, who then flew off into the dark hall. She flew as fast as she could, and then landed in the Throne Room. she conjured Spike out of her room, who awoke after thudding to the ground.

"Ow! Why did you do that?" Spike asked angrily.

"Because, I need you to send a letter! I need you to send a call of duty to all of my other friends! I have a plan!" Twilight whispered hastily, a wide grin sprouting on her face, and her mane stood up. "I need you to send a letter to Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, and Applejack. Tell them I need them here immediately!" Twilight spoke in a tone much like a horny school filly, and then conjured magical transportation crystals. Each letter received one, and Spike sent one to each friend.

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Rarity was sleeping in her bed, with various gems surrounding her. Sweetie Belle was wrapped in a blanket next to her, and was sound asleep. Rarity loved sleeping with her sister, because she could always make Sweetie Belle have horrible nightmares. One was about a place where everything was the opposite of this book she read, "Pinkie Pie in Crazyland." There was insanity everywhere, and it was creepy. Rarity loved giving her these dreams.

Suddenly, Rarity awoke to a green fire in her bedroom. It flashed and swirled around, then forming into a scroll. She read it over, studying if it was actually Spike's handwriting. When she was sure it was, she took out her disguise kit, a butterfly knife, a magic absorbing box, and her revolver. She then put on her nicest suit and a ski mask. "Ah... Merde..." She said very annoyed as she smashed the crystal into pieces and threw it in her face. She teleported in an instant.

Rainbow Dash awoke to the very same thing, except she used the scroll as a pleasure device first. She secretly had a fetish for paper scrolls with lots of writing, and when she received one of Twilight's letters she always used it as a pleasure device. After she had finished, she attempted to read the letter. The ink was now blurred, and it was hard to read. Knowing Twilight, it was probably something important. She looked at the crystal for a moment, but then thought it was one of Rarity's girly gems. She smashed it to pieces, and was sucked into a void straight to Twilight Sparkle.

Pinkie Pie had no trouble finding the scroll, as it appeared in her cupcakes during her late night baking. She ate the cupcake slowly, not remembering that she may or may not have put a scroll for a fiber enhancement. She then spat the scroll out, tasting Twilight's thoughts on it. Her thoughts were always a bitter taste, and the crystal broke on the ground. Pinkie Pie jumped into the portal.

Fluttershy awoke to the same scroll, but she smashed it to pieces. She jumped on it and smashed it, and then yelled at it. "How dare you! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU WAKE ME UP, YOU BITCH!" Fluttershy screamed. She was always so angry after she had a wet dream. The crystal shattered and wrapped Fluttershy in it's aura.

Applejack was actually awake in her barn, building all sorts of stuff. She crafted a sentry, and then erected a dispenser right next to it. It was her fine piece of work, and she loved it. "WOOOHEEE! GIDDY UP!" She screamed in her southern tone. When the scroll appeared, the sentry shot it to pieces, and the crystal with it. It evaporated into a set of plans for a teleporter, which somehow made a teleporter back at the Royal Castle. "We need a teleporter RIGHT here!" Applejack announced. "Teleporter, comin' right up!" She then picked up her golden wrench made out zap-apples, and smacked at the ground. Somehow, a level 3 teleporter erected out of nothing. She was also transported.

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As the ponies arrived, Twilight greeted each one. Once her friends stood in the room with her, she asked her question.

"Alright, do you all know why I summoned you here tonight?" She asked in a tone that was of a crime boss.

"I'm afraid not." Rarity spoke up.

"Because you wanted to feed me more paper?" Pinkie Pie asked, who then pulled out her fire-proof suit and a musical instrument she called the Rainblower.

"Because you don't like my wet dreams?" Fluttershy shyly spoke up.

"That there's just a sad display." Applejack said to Pinkie, who now wore a gas mask.

"Hey over-alls, you suck!" Rainbow Dash yelled to Applejack.

"You're all a bunch of 'No-Hopers'!" Twilight spat to all her friends.

As they were all conversing, the sun slowly came up over the horizon. Twilight ran over to the curtains and looked at Celestia's sun for a bit. Her neck cracked as she smiled widely, and she put on a hunting hat.

"NO!" She quickly shut the curtains, which strangely thudded together like metal. Twilight sat on her haunches on the floor, pointing at the curtains she had just closed. She trotted back over to her friends.

"Pinkie Pie, what's with the get-up?" Twilight asked.

Pinkie Pie said nothing.

"What's with the tuba-gun?" Twilight pointed to the oddity.

Pinkie Pie still didn't speak.

"Luna, I hope you're not one of those psychotic quiet types." Twilight said with a frown and in a southern, sheriff accent.

"Alright, we need to disarm Celestia's throne. I know for certain it's still armed from the invasion of the changelings. It hasn't blown up yet, but I'm afraid it will soon. And the guards have something called 'The Foals of Atomos' formed as a cult. I need all of you to disarm it. Preferably somepony with an explosives skill of 25." Twilight told her plan to all of her friends.

"Alright, let's have a go at it!" All of them simultaneously chanted, pulling out Buster Swords.