Chapters "War does not determine who is right about the war...only who is left." - Twilight Sparkle
Hi, Ah'm Applebloom. Ah got a long tale to tell, something Ah can't forget. It all started after the Equestrian Games.
First of all, Ah'm nine years old. Ah was born in Sweet Apple Acres...well...that's what Applejack told me. She said that she used to buck apples for a living. Sounds boring, but she said that Ah used to love the thing. Didn't believe her...but Ah should've. We won the Equestrian Games...but the other team said that we cheated. No idea how, but this caused a huge argument. To me, it didn't seem that much to complain about. If ya cheated, ya cheated. But Ah was wrong.
Rule 478 was: No one shall use their own magic, or no cheating allowed. If caught doing one of those two, the games is automatic over, and the other team wins. Ah really couldn't see anypony cheat. Neither did they, so they said they didn't cheat and went on their way. A few months later, things got ugly. The other team got so mad, they pulled out these things called 'Pistols' and 'Guns', even something called the 'Mini Gun'. Those sound a lot like mumbo jumbo to me, but ever since Ah had amnesia from trying to do something, Ah was scared.
At first, nothing happened, everypony was worried for nothing, even the princess felt scared. But when nothing happened for those few months, they let their guard down, and that's when the war happened.
Not only that, but even that's just a rumor. Theirs another story to tell. A second one that sounds more legit than the other story you heard. Theirs 4 stories in all, Ah only know three, and Ah'm about to tell you the second one.
The second rumor happened right after the Crystal Empire, when King what's-his-name was defeated. Apparently, after that huge sonic rainboom thing went off...the crystal heart lost it's glow. Princess Cadence showed the rest that it was working fine...but it just wouldn't turn on. All the crystal ponies freaked out, tearing down houses, buildings falling, and some even say that they went insane. They killed one another, hoping that the crystal heart would work...and it didn't. So now, were in war with the crystal ponies, trying to end their madness...only to realize...it's a hallucination. All the crystal ponies died, and were just killing ourselves. But the hallucination just never ends.
Now...the third story...is just insane. Ah believe in this one the most, being honest. It begins like this: A storm came in, just like anytime, and the pegasus had to take it out. But...their was something about that storm that gave me the chills. Applejack told me that it was huge! It spun, and spun, and finally...it made it's way into Sweet Apple Acres. Applejack said that she told me to go into the house, but Ah saw her Element necklace fly outside.
Granny Smith told me to not worry about it, but either Ah couldn't hear her, or Ah didn't care, 'cause Ah ran out to get it anyway. It flew into the forest, and Ah was just a hair behind it. Ah finally grabbed it, but Ah was sitting right next to the storm...er...tornado, Ah meant to say. It picked me up, and it just spun me. Round...and around...until, a few moments later...it threw me. Ah landed somewhere, somewhere I couldn't remember. But the doctors say Ah'ma have some sorta memory loss. Amnesia, right?
But...something about that storm...tornado...whatever happened...didn't feel right. It felt like it had some sorta...virus. Everypony was just yelling at each other. For no apparent reason. They got the wrong apple, accidentally dropped something...even using the bathroom was an argument. This didn't effect the fillies...and dragon. Ah remember him. His name was Spike. He's the reason why the fillies just noticed the arguments. The parents, also, took their anger out on the fillies...and Ah was one of them.
Applejack yelled at me, even losing memories didn't seem to affect her. Ah tried telling her that Ah had no idea who she was, but...she cut me. The reason why Ah have a mark on my left cheek. Ah don't know...maybe Ah been had this. Ah don't remember. But...Applejack told me that Ah ran away. To my school, Ms. Cheerlie, she was abusing the fillies. So...Ah did the one thing that nopony ever did.
...Ah killed her. With my bare hooves.
All that anger...my frustrations...my fear...they just came rushing into my hooves...and Ah killed her. All the other fillies were covered in blood...bruises...pain...and severe injuries. Ah felt tears raise into my eyes. Ah just couldn't handle that abuse anymore. Something about that storm turned my still-don't-know sister...into a abusive sister. All the fillies...just...feared me. A-Ah didn't mean to scare 'em. Just...to stop this abuse thing! Do you have any idea what it feels like to be abused everywhere you go?! At home, at school, in the hospital, everywhere! Ah...Ah just couldn't take it anymore!
Ms. Cheerlie's blood flowed it's way into my hooves...and her face...it was...Ah just wish Ah can unsee it! Her face was unorganized! Her eyes is out of their sockets, her tongue is out, most of her teeth was out, and her face was formed into different places! It's like watching a filly trying to have a fit in Fillies R Us!
Ah killed an innocent pony! Applejack was disappointed in me...and she abused me...AGAIN!! She told me not to kill any more ponies, or Ah'll be sent to the moon by the princess of the sun! Trollestia, was it? Ah have a scar over my right eye, and Ah could've been blind, but thankfully, she missed. The fillies, though, they had formed a plan. The plan was to gather the Elements of Harmony, some junk Applejack explained to me, and use it to save out parents. All the fillies in Equestria agree'd with the plan...and war has went among us.
To be honest, all three makes sense, but a fourth one is missing. Nopony knows about the fourth story, and they tend to keep it that way. The fillies send...or...whatever story is true, they send me and a few friends, Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, and Spike, to find and help the other fillies, while looking for the Element of Honesty, Loyalty, and Laughter. Maybe then, we can find out what truly happened. What Ah know...
...Is that it was the most dangerous mission Ah ever went on.
Author's Note
I had to get this off of my chest, and don't expect any new chapters after this, well, expect a few, but remember, I'm gonna be on Hiatus, so...hope you like waiting.
"If we do not wish to fight, we can prevent the enemy from engaging us even though the lines of our encampment be merely traced out on the ground. All we need to do is to throw something odd and unaccountable in his way." - Sweetie Belle
"Applebloom! What'd Ah tell you about killing ponies?!"
"Ah'm sorry! A-Ah'd didn't do it! Ah swear!"
"Do you know fillies get when they hurt one another?"
"A-A-Ah don't remember. What happens?"
"They get punish...with a rope!"
"WHAT?! P-p-please! Not the rope! Anythin' but that! No! No-AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
Applebloom woke up with a jolt of fear...but she quickly regain her anger. "Nightmares. Just hate those!" She groan in annoyance, and went into the bathroom. She looked at the mirror and she growled. She wore a small red jacket (Coat) and white pants. A scar sat on Applebloom's left cheek, and her hair covered her right eye. Her eyes showed anger, but her hoof did a action for her: Punching the mirror, making pieces of it fall.
She heads from the bathroom, and left her own little hut. She looked at her surroundings, and she was at Sweet Apple Acres. It was covered in dust, and a few apple tree's were still alive. The air felt stiff, barely breathable, and the wind kept flowing a large amount of Dust every few minutes. The sky was brown, and the buidlings far from S.A.A was worn out and it looks like one step could end the building. "Captian Applebloom!" called a voice.
She looked to her left and saw Snips in a full panic. Snips had scratches, all over his body, and a eyepatch sitting on his right eye. "What is it, Private?" Applebloom asked.
"Um, two fillies, straight from Fillydelphia, they claim to be friendly." Snips says.
"Let me see them. Where are they?" Applebloom asked.
"In the house. They have a bag with them, and were still searching it." He said.
"And what does that have to do with the strangers?" She asked angrily.
"Um..uh...s-sorry, Captian. It just looked important." Snips said in fear.
"This will be on your permanent record, Private!"
"U-uh...yes, Captian." Snips says. Applebloom decided to go into the house, and she see's two fillies. One filly was snow white, but her hair and mane had it's own group of light purple, pink, and white. She was filled with scratches, and a scar stretched all the from the top of her left eye, to the neck. The other filly was orange, with purple hair and mane. Once again, a scar on the left eye, but it was deeply wounded and looks like she had that scar not to long ago.
Applebloom trotted up to them, both staring them down with anger, and made sure they didn't move a muscle. "Who are you two?" Applebloom asked.
"You don't remember us?" asked the orange filly.
"We're Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo! we came from Fillydelphia to come here and rescue you!" the white filly said.
"Rescue me? " asked Applebloom, as she made a small chuckle of hatred. "Of course, you two fillies are here to make me fall for those sick, twisted ideas of yours. Ah'm not stupid, colts, Ah can handle on my own. Ah survived hundreds of missons searching for food for my crew, and we handled just fine."
"That's just it!" the Scootaloo said. "We ran from Fillydelphia 'cause their was war out there! We had to go somewhere! We were running low on food, and supplies, and...our friends. But we saw the hut here...and thought it was abandoned."
"At first, we thought we could handle a bunch of colts and fillies...but...we got overrunned." the Sweetie Belle said...until she was forcefully grabbed by Applebloom.
"Now listen here, Dumb Bell , you got a problem with my crew, you got a problem with me. Ah ain't afraid to get dirty with ya, but it ain't gonna be pretty when Ah end you. GOT IT? " Applebloom asked.
Sweetie Belle gulped in fear and nodded quickly. "Y-y-yes ma'am!" She said.
"Hey! No one messes with my friend!" Scoot says, until she was forcefully grabbed by Applebloom and thrown onto the ground.
"What did you say...Chicken-loo?" Applebloom asked. Scoot cringed in fear, and her body froze.
"U-uh...nothing! Ma'am!" Scoot said.
"Um...excuse me, Captian." said a random filly. "Thy dragon, approaches."
Applebloom smiled, why the other to frowned in realization. "Spike!" Sweetie Belle says. Applebloom went outside, to see a small, purple dragon heading it's way to the camp. This purple dragon had scars on both of his eyes, on his wrist, and his legs. He held a Tommy Gun in his hand, and he was eating a perfectly good lollipop. "Captain Applebloom." He said.
"Spike." Applebloom says. "Ah can see your perfectly fine from the past three years."
The dragon gave a small chuckle and planted the front end of the gun and smirked. "And I see that you've been the leader for those three years." He said.
Applebloom smirks as well and waves him over. He follows and brings his Tommy Gun. "How has Twist been doing?" Spike asked.
"She's been well. The sickness is getting to her. Ah'm a little worried about her. She's slowly dieing." She says as her smirks slowly turns into a frown. She waved Spike into her hut and Spike shrugged.
"Feel bad for her. She was the only brave one to actually keep the fillies intact." He says, now entering into Applebloom's hut.
"Yeah, fillies says that they want her to be the boss of the group. Which doesn't make sense to me." She says.
"What do you mean?"
"If Captian means boss, then why do they say to keep her boss?"
"No idea. You know fillies, they never learn."
"Can't teach an old dog new tricks?"
"Exactly."
Applebloom lays on her bed, her hair till covering her right eye, and she blows a piece of her hair away from her left. Spike looked at her flank, and it was still bare. "Still don't have your tattoo mark?" Spike asked. He decided to say tattoo mark because...it's just easier calling that than remembering cutie mark.
"Why do you care? Ah never needed one anyway. It's for little fillies." Applebloom says.
"For a nine year old? It looks like you need one badly." Spike says.
"Ah was six years old! Ah stopped caring three years ago." She says, now coming up with a great comeback. "Besides, for a mutie dragon, you can barely handle yourself without me."
"I'm 13! 16 in pony years. I can carry two fillies and myself just fine." Spike says, then he rests on the wall. "Plus, I'm going to the Crystal Empire, under there is Suburbia."
"Suburbia?"
"Yeah. The best resting place in the Crystal Empire...even though it fell. Bringing Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo to safety, then I'm on my way to find the Elements of Harmony."
Applebloom quickly say up at the title. "Elements...of Harmony? "
"You know it?"
"My sis used to explain that to me. It can bring happiness...generosity...kindness...honesty...magic...loyalty...and friendship. Except...Ah don't believe in it."
Spike quickly went into shock mode, and looked at her. "Your not serious, right?"
"Dead serious." Applebloom finished. She got up from her bed, fixed her coat, and put her hoof right under his chin. "Unless you think Ah'm lieing."
"N-no ma'am!" Spike said in fear. Applebloom smirked and giggled.
"Kinda cute when ya scared." She said. Applebloom left the hut and Spike followed. A random filly came in and she was tired. "...Cap...tian....Lady....Twist...would...like...to see you." The filly breathed every pause, then fell in exhaustion.
Applebloom sighed and went inside the house. She went upstairs into the office and saw the two fillies Applebloom met earlier. Spike followed and sat on the right side of the office, while the two fillies sat on the left. "Yes, Lady Twist?" Applebloom asked.
"We have important newth, Applebloom." Lady Twist said, then coughed in sickness. "While we wath talking to Thootaloo and Thweetie Belle, we came to an agreement. You thall thee if Thuburbia ith Legitamate, and if it ith, you will come to uth. Underthand?"
"What?! Are you serious? How can we even trust these two fillies?! They could be thieves! Remember the last time you sent me with a crew?! Ah almost died!"
"You know Thike. How can you not trust him?"
Applebloom thought about Twist's argument....and sighed in hatred. "Fine...Ah'll go. But you owe me." Applebloom says.
"You have my word." Twist says, until her brain starts turning the gears. "Oh! And one more thing."
Applebloom turned around in question.
"Find the Elementh of Harmony...and bring them back here. Got it?"
Applebloom chuckled as she opened the door.
"Ah don't believe in that crap." She says as she closed the door.
Author's Note
Hiatus starts soon. So, if lucky, I'll try to finish them all with a good chapter!
Why Are You Telling Me This?!
"We shall defend our island, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender." - Celestia.
"What do you mean, 'You don't believe in it'? It's not a myth, it's true!"
"Ah mean, 'Ah don't believe in it, Scoots! Ah honestly don't care for it." Applebloom told Scoots. They walked through the dry ruins in their base, but Scoot cared for the least. "How can you not believe in it? It's awesome! Well...it use to." Scoot says.
"Exactly. Now, leave me alone. Got important business to attend to." Applebloom says.
"Sorry, but you heard Twist. You have to take us to Surburbia. I have to follow you. And Spike takes care for Sweetie Belle." Scoot says.
"Why are you telling me this?!" Applebloom asked angrily. She noticed that her anger started to get the better of her, do she took one deep breath, and let it out.
"Fine. Once Spike is done healing Sweetie Belle, we'll take you to Surburbia, then you'll leave...me...alone." She says. Scoot nods and waits. When Applebloom does move, Scoot follows. "You not going to stop, aren't you?" Applebloom asked.
Scoot takes a deep breathes, then shakes her head in response. Applebloom sighs, but saw Spike coming from the distance. He held his Tommy truly, but gently set it down. He grabbed a mini pistol from his pocket and face the handle towards Applebloom. "You might need this." He says.
Applebloom grabs the gun, and loads it with bullets. "Um...you sure carrying guns is a good thing?" Scoot asked.
"Yeah, here." Spike says, bringing a pistol from his pocket. He hand it over to Scoot, and she observed it. "A Desert Eagle? Isn't this to powerful for me?" She asked.
"Why you being such a kid? Start acting mature and man up." Spike says.
"He's right. Remember, the world is dangerous out there. Unless, of course, you don't want to go." Applebloom teases.
"N-no! We can't leave without you!" Scoot yells. Applebloom scoffs in laughter and looks at Spike. "My Colt M1911 is working perfectly fine. Though, you are low on bullets on this one." She says.
"Fine. Here. Have your magazine." Spike says, throwing a case of bullets towards her. She catches the cane and sets it in her belt pocket. "You guys! I'm ready!" A voice calls out.
They looked to see Sweetie Belle, almost healed up, and ready to go. "Aye. Come on, we got to get on that train. It's at the other side of town. Once we're there, we look up any storage locked up on that train. Take you through the snow, and meet the fallen Crystal Empire. Find the hidden city, and drop you guys off there. Got it?" Spike asked.
"Uh, yeah. When does the food come into place?" Scoot asked.
"Be lucky your alive." Applebloom says. The two walked to the broken sign, leaving Sweetie Belle and Scoot behind. "I don't understand those two. We've been more friends with her before this war started!" Sweetie Belle says.
"Amnesia, remember? All we have to do is get on her good side, and that would take mental notes and casual bullet holes to get there." Scoot says. They follow the duo as they left Sweet Something Apple or whatever. When they got at least a block away from Sweet Something Apples, Scoot skipped towards Spike. "Yo! You heard the name Twilight Sparkle, right?" She asked.
"Yeah, but she left me cuz she said that the world was 'To dangerous'. Past week or so, she hasn't come back. Went to look out for her, but wasn't able to find her. Probably dead. Dumb unicorn. Told her that, without me, she'll die. Rumor says that she did suicide." Spike says, not changing his normal tone.
"Heh...and she's the Element of Genreosity?" Applebloom asked with a smirk.
"Magic."
"Whatever."
Spike smirked when she said that, but his smile faded when he saw the mark on her right eye. Applebloom blew her hair to the right to keep it hidden, not caring if Spike looks at it. "Over there." Applebloom points out a building.
They nod and head into the building. It was old, dusty, and the wind made it even look older. The pieces were filled with webs, the floor creaked every minute or so, and the curtains were ripped from their places, covering a case. But upstairs, a whole different story. "Search the place. Find any supplies that are useful." Spike says.
They nod and split up. Spike looked under the curtains to see the case. He opens it and finds a beautiful hoof-made shotgun. It was a buckshot. A buckshot is something used to hunt deer. Any it was made for that. The rounds looked a little to big for a regular shotgun shell, and the end was double barreled. It showed off it's golden design and wooden architecture, and Spike carried it. "I'm gonna call up you Buck." He says with a smile.
Scoot looked in the kitchen. She checked the cabinet to find a machete. Sharpened nicely, but dirt around the handle. A little rough, but good and stable enough to use. She put it in her knife pocket and checked the fridge. "Expired...expired...oh! Beans!" She says with a smile. She stuffed it in her pack and kept searching. She searched another cabinet to find a mouse trap. "Morons." She says,
Applebloom checked the living room. She looked under the couch to find a lighter. Had only half a fuel, but good enough for a month. She stuffed it in her pack, and searched the fireplace. She found burnt wool, still usable, but might not last long. She stuffed it in her pack and kept searching.
Sweetie Belle, however, had to look upstairs. Four rooms, all completely unlocked. She checked the first room. It was dark, dim, un-breathable, smelt like dead bodies. She slowly head in, her voice cracked, and her throat dry. "H-hello?" She called. The room responded with a creak and the sound of dust falling. She head in, taking her time. Her right hoof hit something metal. A loud CLANK was heard. She squealed in fear, but calmed down when it was covered by another curtain.
She moved the curtain to find beans. Expires in five days. She stuffs it in her backpack, and keeps looking. The room showed little to no light, covered by wooden planks blocking the window. Luckily, she saw a key. It shined on her eyes, blinding her a little, but was enough for her to go near it. She looked at it, dusty, old, and has a heart hanging on a rope. She opened it see a mother, a father, and a child. She sighed...was it worth looking at other memories?
She set the key in her backpack, and checked the second room. A regular bedroom, cleaned, and breathable. It was empty, and not worth looking besides the closet. She checked in there, but a corpse fell out. She squealed in fear, and it smelled rotten. Old, green, old blood, tongue half-eaten, and pupils stabbed with arrows. It was disgusting.
Sweetie Belle...uh...pushed the corpse and searched the closet. Clothes were either too big, or something ridiculous enough to get them killed, but she was able to find 3 pairs for each one. She stuffed it in her backpack and went to search the third room.
Remember how I said that all four were unlocked? I lied. Theirs three that open.
Sweetie Belle sighed since the door doesn't open, and decided to check the fourth room. When she opened it...BANG!!
Sweetie Belle hid to the left side of the door, as the door flew open. "I KNOW YER OUT THERE!! STOP HIDING CHARLES!! COME IN HERE AND FIGHT ME LIKE A MAN!!" She heard.
"W-what?! I'm just a filly! Stop shooting!" She yelled, covering her hearts from the shot.
"LIES!!" She heard again. This time, she finally decide to listen. This voice was feminine. Southern accent, and not a good view at what she looks like. "I KNOW WHAT YER HERE FER. YER HERE FOR MY DAUGHTA!! Well...hehe....YOU AIN'T HAVIN' HER!!" She heard again.
This time, the shot was blasted at the wall, barely missing Sweetie Belle's shoulders. She needed someone to here this gunfire. So...
...she decided to scream.
The release of atom power has changed everything except our way of thinking... the solution to this problem lies in the heart of ponykind. If only I had known, I should have become a watchmaker. ~Twilight Sparkle.
"Princess Celestia! What's going on?!" Twilight asked, watching as explosions and chemicals flew into the air. Princess Celestia was startled, scared even. But this is no ordinary war. This was something far more dangerous. "Twilight, tell the rest of the Harmony group to hide in Surburbia underground. You'll be safe there." Celestia said, the earth shaking under her hooves.
"B-but--!!"
"Go Twilight!! Just...Goodbye, Twilight Sparkle."
Twilight wasn't fond or seeing her tutor hurt, but her tears fell when the roof of the Crystal Palace knocked Celestia up inside the head. She fell unconscious, her head bleeding from impact. She stumbled her way up, but the ground shaking didn't improve things for her. Twilight tried to rush to her Tutor, but it was block by parts of the palace, when they landed in front of her. It piled up until it reached the building, and Twilight fought her blocked path, unable to get through. Tears fell, her emotions overwhelmed her, and she screamed one word:
"CELESTIAAAAAAAAA!!!!"
Twilight jolted herself awake, before observing her surroundings. She was in a small blue room, with basic furniture. A small blue desk with brown smudges, a brown wardrobe, and her blue bed. The air was misty, and Applejack came in just as Twilight sighed. Applejack was filled with dirt smudges on her coat, and a white patch on her right eye. A small scar was seen on her left cheek, and she was worried. "The dream again, Twi'?" Applejack asked, sitting beside her.
"Y-Yeah. I just...I miss her so much." Twilight said, positioning herself to a comfortable position. "You don't look well, Twilight. Maybe you should keep your rest. You've been awake for a whole week!! Nightmares are gonna do that to ya if ya don't sleep."
She was right. Twilight had brown dirt smudges on her as well. But her horn was chipped, her bandages wrapped around her hooves, and she had black bags under her eyes from lack of sleep. "B-but...I need to--"
"Rainbow has that covered. She's keeping the mist of air for use to breath in. You'll be fine, Twilight." Applejack interrupted. Twilight sighed and layed down on her bed. She looked out her window, to see herself of the tallest building in Suburbia , the seventh floor of her apartment. "I don't know what to do anymore, Applejack. Spike's not here, and...and..." Tears started to fall out from Twilight's eyes, her sobbing soft and adorable.
Applejack set a hoof on her arm, a smile on her face. "If Ah knew what Spike was doing, I say he's doing a pretty darn good job at surviving. But, I'm upset I wasn't able to rescue Applebloom and her amnesia. Ah don't even know what happened. One minute, we were fine and dandy, the next...it went all straight to Tartarus. Sorry Twi', but Ah think Luna is trying her best to keep ponies from goin' crazy. You understand, right?" She asked.
Twilight nodded, her tears disappearing. She got up, her legs aching from lack of movement, and pointed her head towards the door. "I think Luna deserves a visit. Come on, let's go." She said. Applejack smiled, and followed to the Princesses Castle. As Twilight took the lead, she sighed and looked ahead of her blue mist.
"I hope Spike's alright..."
"AAAAAHHHH!!!"
"Sweetie Belle?!" Spike called out. The three ran upstairs to meet Sweetie Belle, and she was scared out of her wits. "What's going on Sweetie Belle?!" Spike asked frantically.
"M-mad pony!!" She pointed towards the room. They heard a psychotic laugh, and the her pitch was higher. "COME OUT CHARLES!!!" She yelled, become more sadistic and irritated. "COME OUT AND FACE ME LIKE A MAN!!"
Spike brought out Buck, and faced it towards the mad mare. She was green, her hair was twisted in green, white, and pink knots. Her fur was all over the place, one eye was really small then the other, and she held a shotgun. "There ya go..." She said, her hooves shaking from either fear or that she couldn't hold it very well. That sorta explains the poor shots. "Now, tell me, what do ye' want, stranger?"
"You know what I want. I want you to stop shooting, and calmly--!"
"LIES!!" She yelled, her blood becoming more hot than the sun itself. "YOU WANT TO MARRY MAH DAUGHTA!!"
"I don't want your daughter!!" Spike said, but he heard whimpering as he finished. He looked to his right to see a lemon-colored filly. Her mane was yellow and one stream of white, and she had lashes around her arms and flank. She was scared to her wits, and Spike could see that. She was shaking in fear, and he could tell this was abuse. No one's here other than her mother and the filly, so he looked back at her. "Actually, I do. Just let us go, and let us take her." He said.
"Spike...what are you doing?" Applebloom whispered in worry. "Ya don't want to do anything stupid, do ya?"
"I know what I'm doing." He whispered back, before turning back to the crazed mare. "Just let her go, and I won't harm you."
"HORSEAPPLES!!" She yelled, hearing a click click on their part. "STAY AWAY FROM HER!!"
"Woah, woah! Slow down, lady! All I want, is your daughter, and were out of here." Spike said. The mare hesitated, before her hooves shook more fiercely. "You...you...rude lying-womanizing little LIZARD!! You think you can steal her from me like that?" She asked, her anger flaring up.
Spike motioned his fingers towards the girls, then to the filly. They nodded and they slowly crept up on the filly. "All I'm asking you, is to let us go." He repeated.
"NO!! LIKE BUCK YOU CAN TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME!!!" The Crazed Mare yelled, finally aiming her gun at the intruder. Spike sighed in anger as smoke came out through his nose. He aimed as well, lock and loading his gun. "I do not want to hurt you. Just let us go." He said, eyeing the fillies as they slowly left through the door.
He backed up a little, only for the Crazed Mare to aim it right at his head. "Don't...move." She said, her southern drawl become more nervous then scared. "Just...tell me one thing: What are y'all gonna do to her?" She asked, not even attempting to fire the weapon.
Spike smiled, and rested his gun. "We'll keep her safe. We're taking her to Suburbia. She'll be safe there." He said. She smiled, and rest assured, she set the gun down. "Thank you. Thank ya kindly. Please keep her safe." She said.
Spike nodded and left the house to see the fillies chatting the new filly. "Hey! What's your name?" Spike asked. The yellow filly whimpered in shyness, and she scooped the ground softly and slowly. "I-I'm Lemonade." She said.
"Lemonade? Well, nice to meet'cha! That's Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, Applebloom, and I'm Spike." He pointed to each name he called. Lemonade nodded and her muzzle grew bright red, and she started to breathe heavily. She fell into Spike's arms, and the four were worried. "Lemonade! You okay?!" Spike asked.
"Y-yeah. Just a mild fever. I get this once in a while. I-I'll be fine." She said, but Spike only picked her up princess style. "You'll be fine. Just rest easy, M'kay?" He asked.
Lemonade nodded, and she rested easy in his arms. "C'mon, let's get on that train." He said.
And as they continued on, Spike looked up at the brown dirt in the sky. "I hope we make it out alive. Hope we do."
