Fallout Equestria: Prance

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Prance/ City of Paris.

200years ago.

Journal of lieutenant: Silver Guss

B Company of the 122nd Regiment.

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I... Just can't right now... E-Equestria has been invaded by the; Communist zebra Republic... I'm scared that we could be next...

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(Five Days latter, November 6)

Zebra Republic/ Prance border.

3ed day standoff.

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I have been told to keep a record of what we do, tho I do not know why I was picked. I am not the best at spelling. Corporal: Tick Bell is. I am not the smartest, either. lieutenant: Storng Horn is the smartest in our company. That is why we call him the little professor. And we are doing exactly what we have been doing for some days now, marching, running, dodging bullets above our heads, getting shell shocked, and crossing over no stallions land, oh! and getting our asses kicked by the zebras. And I have one thing to say about the zebras; Fuck Them!... Everything was fine before they got cocky and invaded Equestria; hell Equestria is torn in half, many of their cities gone, taking over, or even Fucking! gased!. Then they got even more BOLD! and invaded Rusha, Germnay, and now US!. Prance didn't ask for this is war, and now where protecting or borders, risking our lives and a thousand miles away from our families, all thanks to those zebras. Thank the goddesses my wife and child are in stable 83 *sniffle* at least I know there safe.... I have to go zebra planes are in bound; they seem to be larger than the last I pray that they aren't caring something to powerful.... Viva la Prance!

(One hour later)

(After the mega spells droped.)

I...*Blam*... don't have much time...*Thud*... the ceiling to the trench is collapsing..*Creek*... if anypony find this journal....*Creek*... go to Paris... find.. the.. Prance national arms and mechanics...*Creek*... building... they're in the lowest level...is...the..*BOOM!!!*..... zzzzzzzz=

Terminal shut down activated.... powering of.....zzzzzzz....

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(Stable: 83, 245 years latter)

"Paris had always been one of the major tourist destinations in the world before the Great War" Started grandpa."Paris was a leading political, business, and cultural centers with a global influence on the Arts & fashion. Paris I was also world known with it neoclassical architecture & was a home to many museums, art galleries, & historical monuments like the Eiffel Tower". Grandpa reached over to grab a picture in his teeth, before giving it to 5 year old Golden. Then continued his story. "The Eiffel Tower was the symbol of Paris. It was an iron structure erected on the Champ de Mars, beside the Seine River. The stories my father told me said that it stood out against the skyline of the city and looked elegant and alive with four flood lights rotating on the top, which made it visible miles away from the city of Paris....

Just then the door to grandpa's room slid open with a (swish), and my dad trotted in, just getting off work as stable engineer. "Come on son time to go, you don't want grandpa filling up your head with pointless stories from a long dead civilization".

I frowned then proceeded to get up. I turned towards my grandpa and asked. "Will I ever see Paris grandpa?" I looked up at him with a hopeful eyes.

He looked down at me and smiled, patting my head. "Maybe one day."

My dad just rolled his eyes, but I had the biggest grin a little colt could have. I left grandpas that day with a plan for my future and a dream to hope for.

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(7years later)

"Ok class, turn to page 663 in your Prance history books please." Said Mr. Carton Tale.

We did as we were told. I was in world geography class listening to Mr. Carton telling us the history of Prance. The class room itself was very plain besides old pre war posters and Prench flags that filled up the walls. Looking around the room I could see all my friends and peers but one stood out above the rest, and that was my best friend Cherry Blossom. She had a long Brown Maine and a rich tan coat, but unlike Golden Beret she wasn't a unicorn, she in fact was a earth pony, the prettiest one in the world to Golden. My attention was drawn back towards the teacher as he continued.

"Ok everypony today we will be studying the famous, brilliant tactician, and one of Prances greatest leaders and history, Naypoleon Bonaparte" Mr. Carton cleared his throat before continuing. "Was born in 1769 on the Mareiterranean island of Horseica...."

The lesson went on with the story of this heroic general, rising up through the ranks, over taking the old regime government, and building the Prance Empire which in true didn't last that long; because then he talked about the fall of Naypoleon and how he was exiled to the island of his birth, only to return to Prance one year later with a army of followers, who were quickly defeated.

*Ding*...*Ding*..*Ding*... The bell rang and we all got out of our seats and trotted out of the room. Everypony else made their way back to their homes but Cherry said that she wanted to tell me something in private. I complied and we made our way towards a more private location in the stable. Although I was excited I was also nervous, but in the next few minutes me and cherry were the happiest ponies in stable: 83. And the words "I LOVE YOU!" we're heard screamed and repeated over and over from where me and her held each other close in a hug....

(Six years later)

Me and Cherry Blossom had been dating now for six great years and everything else has been equally wonderful. I got my cutie mark a few days after me and Cherry went on our first date. I was wondering around the stable for no reason, and came across a piece of loose metal sticking out off the wall in one of the many hallways, I was very curious because the metal made by Stable Tec: is of the strongest and most precise in the world. So my curiosity got the better of me and I pulled on the piece of metal with my magic, until I heard a rejoice full *pop* then I looked back up at the wall which now had a definite shape out of it a... Door!....It turned out that, that part of the stable was covered up years ago with paint for no reason at all and was forgotten about, until now. I was rewarded with a party and a very long, passionate kiss from my marefriend. Oh! yeah I'm almost forgetting, I got my cutie mark out of this as well. My cutie mark was and still is today a map and a journal, I'm an adventurer!.....

Yep everything was going good, I have a great life, a awesome marefriend, and a great job in stable: 83. But that's the point I'm in a stable! maybe some pony's can spend their entire lives in this boring, and claustrophobic nightmare of a place! But not me I'm a bird baby and I need to fly. So that's why I'm here now standing before the large metal door of stable: 83.

I pushed the button with my hoof and watched as the large contraption opened for the first time and over 200 years. Taking one last breath of stable air I walked out through the door way.... And into my dreams.