Waking up in Equestria

Night had fallen on the land, cloaking Ponyville in a shroud of Luna's magnificent night. In the skies above, stars twinkled happily. Night creatures were out and about, foraging for food and exploring their dark surroundings. On the crest of a hill, Sweet Apple Acres stood, the barn house silhouetted against the dark skies. At the tip of the barn, the Pegasai Army flag barely fluttered in the light breeze. Near the treeline of the West Orchard, a couple of bushes rustled. A lone silhouette stood from the bushes, tall and moderately built. In the figures' grasp, sat a suppressed Famas with a IRNV scope, a Green Light Laser joining in on the accessories party. Harry moved silently from the treeline, onto the freshly plowed dirt, keeping low and fast. He could see snipers on the various rooftops of the farm buildings, one of them taking off and their changing position.

Harry crept under the picket fence that surrounded the main part of the homestead, keeping his stomach close to the ground as he crawled. Standing from his crawl, Harry made a beeline for the closest shadow he could and peaked around the corner.

Three guards, all surrounding the flagpole for Objective Charlie. He could faintly smell apple fritters being made in the distance; most likely the small camp for those seeking a break from the war games. One of the pegasai guards yawned, smacking his lips as he shifted his stance.

"How much longer will we have to stay here?" asks a mare, another pegasai.

"Until Commander Dash relieves us of duty. Which I hope is soon..." mutters the other pegasai.

"Then it's your lucky day!" Harry yelled out from his hiding spot. Immediately, the pegasai guards raised their airsoft rifles, slowly gazing about.

"Who's there? I don't recognize your voice!" yells the stallion.

"Oh me? I'm nopony important." Harry says. Immediately, he lunges from the shadows, his Famas firing in bursts.

One.

Two.

One takes off, spraying the area with pellets.

Three.

The pegasai walked past Harry, angrily muttering dark curses under their breath as they passed him. Harry simply chuckles and takes out his own flag, approaching the flag pole. A couple of minutes later, the flag for the Pegasai Army was lowered, and Harry's replaced it, slightly fluttering in the nighttime breeze. Standing back, Harry watched with a smug smile as he reloaded the clip of his Famas and pulled back the firing pin.

The sounds of clapping hooves was heard behind him.

"Wow dude, I'm surprised you've survived this long!" Rainbow says, her tone with fake honesty.

"Well, it comes from countless hours on video games." Harry says, turning to face the cyan mare. She stood alone, an PDW-R slung over her back. A smug smile sat on her lips, the gleam of action in her gaze.

"Well, I'm sorry to say, but this is where you end." she says. In a blur of movement, she un-slings her PDW-R and begins spraying pellets at Harry. The stallion dives aside, his Famas tossed aside, his M1911 replacing it. Single shots mixed with burst shots through the air as Harry dived behind a barrel, reloading his clip. Dash was laughing in happiness as she took off into the night sky. Scrambling for the assault rifle, Harry held it to his shoulder and aimed up at the skies.

"Come on...where are ya'...?"

"Next to you!" Dash cries, slamming Harry from the side, sending them both tumbling to the ground. Hooves clashed with hands as the two scrambled over each other. Dash would have Harry pinned at times, trying to bring her sidearm to bear on him. But at the last second, Harry would have Dash pinned under him as he attempted to do the same. Slowly, a crowd was drawing around the two, watching as they grunted and yelped.

"Come on Dash! Give it up! I've got the upper-hand; literally!" Harry says as he stands and pins Dash to the wall of the barn. Dash yelps in pain as she slams into the wood.

"Not a chance buddy! See, I've got a trick up my hoof!" Dash proclaims, bucking the stallion in the gut, forcing him backwards. Immediately, Dash reached into her saddlebag and produced a small vial of a ruby liquid.

"What's that?" Harry asks, catching his breath.

"A small something Twilight cooked up to fight you with." Dash says as she uncorks the vial and chugs the liquid down. In mere seconds, Dashs' body became a source of white light.

Her rear legs began to extend, along with her forearms. Her torso began to become more defined and toned as her shoulders became a bit more broad as he neck shrank a bit. In a flash of light, Dash stood there as a well toned anthro-pony; just like Harry, clad in olive green Army fatigues and a WWII style helmet.

"Aw yeah! This body rocks! Ready for round two?" she asks. But before Harry could answer, Dash was on him, and the two were on the ground again. Fists clashed once again as the two resumed their tussle in the dirt.

On the horizon, Celestia's sun began to rise, signalling that the Siege of Ponyville was coming to an end.

Dash and Harry kept fighting, their sidearms occasionally going off as they tried to get each other out. With a firm buck to her chest, Harry sent Dash skidding back. Rainbow remained on her knees, wincing in pain as she held her arms around her chest.

"Ouch dude! Too hard!" Dash complained as she cupped her B-Cup breasts. "Almost damaged the goods, bro!" she continued. Harry's cheeks went ruby red in seconds as he reloaded his M1911, but discovered he had no more clips. Dash snickered at this and attempted to reload her P226, but also discovering she had no clips left.

"I'm empty." Harry says.

Dash growls and throws down the sidearm. "Me too. What about your rifle?" she asks. Harry looks over to his Famas, which somehow had gotten dented in their tussle.

"Out of commission." he says, with a snarl. Dash sighs and holds up the back half of her broken PDW-R.

"Same. So, how are we going to end this?" she asks. Harry looked to the rising sun and smirked.

"Arm wrestle?" he suggests. Dash raises and eyebrow. "I'll explain. Get something to sit on, times' running out." Harry says walking over to a barrel and putting it right-side up. Dash grabbed a small crate and plopped it on the ground, sitting on top of it. Harry did the same, sitting on a medium sized log. "Alright, we put our arms up here," he says, placing his arm on the top of the barrel, the elbow planted firmly to the wood, his hand opened in the air. Dash repeats the gesture and looks at him. "Then we lock hands," he says, taking Dashs' hand lightly into his. Rainbow lightly blushes and continues looking at him. "Then we tense our muscles and clasp tightly around each others hand. The objective is to get the other persons' hand to bend down and over the edge. Got it?" he asks.

"I think so. Come on, I'm ready to end this." Dash says, her cocky grin pulling at her lips. Harry smirks and tightens his grip on Rainbow's hand.

"Go."

Muscles flared up as their hands clenched tightly around each other. Their arms shook with the tension building in their biceps and triceps. Dash winced a bit as her arm began to fall down to her right. Harry's eyes glimmered with victory as she slowly descended in his grasp.

"I can still win this!" Dash proclaims, grabbing their hands with her free one, trying to gain more leverage.

"That's cheating Dash. One hand only!" Harry says, pulling her other one away with his. Dash was struggling at this point, her arm was shaking with so much tension.

"Well, Twilight told me of one way that can beat you..." she mutters, biting her lip in slight pain.

"And what is that?" Harry asks.

Dash simply stares at him, their eyes locked. Then, in a blur of movement, and a sickening crack, Dash tackled Harry to the ground, her lips locked to his. However, this only lasted a couple of seconds, because Rainbow immediately stood up and massaged her arm.

Harry simply laid on the ground, dumbstruck, not even registering at the fact that his right arm was now broken.

"That's how. Don't expect anymore either, bub!" Dash says, pointing down at him. Harry's eye was twitching and Dash knelt down a bit, her hands on her knees. "You okay bro?"

"Arm...broken...fuuuuuck..." Harry says simply.

By now, the sun had fully risen, signalling that the Siege of Ponyville had officially ended. By the end of the twenty-four hours, it was a close victory, with the Unicorn Army coming out on top as the victors.They had captured four of the six objectives, keeping them firmly secured. Commanders Twilight and Rarity were given small medals of victory in the town square later that evening by Mayor Mare. Harry had gone to the hospital and gotten his arm into a cast. Twilights' spell had since finished, leaving Rainbow in her equine form once again. She had gone to Twilight to try and get some more, but the lavender mare had denied the pegasus of anymore.

Right now, Harry was laying in his bed, using a backscratcher to relieve himself of an itch under his cast. As he worked the backscratcher around, Twilight entered his room, a smug smile on her lips.

"Oh hi. Come to gloat?" Harry asks in a joking manner.

"Nope, I simply come to see you. And something else." she says. Harry was about to ask when her horn flared up, enveloped her in a white glow, and vanished, leaving her anthro, wearing a baggy t-shirt and booty shorts.

"Uhhh..." Harry begins. Twilight pulls out a roll of duct tape and pulls a length of it, an evil smile on her lips.

"This is where the loser gets his punishment."