A Derpy Apocalypse: Dead Mare Walking

Just seconds after the big announcement, ponies were scattered around everywhere. Looking for weapons, ammunition, first aid, and anything else they could find. And they also had to find what they were best at, what weapons fit them. Most didn't know, they only took refuge in the camp for safety. There was a lot of trial and error with looking at the weapons, and at the same time they had to conserve all ammo, or as much as they could.

Derpy and Time Turner got up to get what they needed. Derpy gave Turner a kiss on the cheek, and they parted ways.

Derpy ran to her tent and grabbed her journal and began to write.

"So this is it, at last, we destroy the Hivemind, and end the apocalypse. They suspect three mind carriers, and a whole bunch of hiveminders. Turner and I have grown a lot closer, since I startled him with that kiss, heh, I'm not sure if he knows this but I knew that when I stayed with him in that tent, I would eventually end up sleeping with him. I wouldn't necessarily call myself a whore, it may be bad, but it's an apocalypse, at least I didn't get too touchy-feely with him like did Gunny. Well now that I think of it, the apocalypse may have changed me a bit, or maybe I just grew up some more."

Derpy put down her journal, and her pen inside it. She grabbed her weapons and got ready to meet back with Turner.

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Meanwhile, Turner was gathering his weapons and stuff as well. He had managed to get a camera and snap a picture of Derpy, not in a perverted way, but just in case he happened to loose her in this battle. He hated this thought, but he knew it had to happen some day. He just hoped it wasn't soon. Something in him kept whispering back 'It's coming...It is coming...' He would try to push it out of his head, but most of the time the voice persisted. He didn't know if it actually meant what it was saying, of just something haunting him.

Turner walked out of the weapons tent with his weapons strapped on, holstered, and sheathed. He climbed up a rock, one that hung over the camp. He stood on the top and looked out to everypony else, giving them all a salute, and a sign of wishing them good luck. He noticed in the corner of his eye a grey mare with a yellow mane trotting towards him. He knew it was Ditsy, so he jumped of the rock and came to meet her face to face.

"I need to talk to you." Ditsy said, grabbing Turners hoof.

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She led him in the direction of an area surrounded by trees. Nopony else was there, just them, and that's just how Derpy wanted it.

"This may be the last time I see you like this, face to face, and alone." Derpy said. She held Turners hoof tightly as her eyes started to water a little bit. "There is one thing I want you to know, you have helped me a lot, I almost decided to kill myself. Now we are fixing to destroy an entire Hivemind. I didn't think I could handle it, but because of you, I can still rely on some form of happiness." Ditsy looked straight into Turners eyes. "Now, for one last time," she said. "I'll need one last kiss..." She drew closer to Turner. "...make it count..." She whispered. Before Turner could comprehend what she had just requested, Ditsy had already pressed her lips against his. Knowing that this may have been the last time that he would see her, Turner kissed back passionately. One thing was for sure, he certainly made it count.

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After a couple of hours, Rainbow Dash stood in front of the camp and presented another speech.

"The time has come," she stated. "we will leave camp tomorrow, at 5:30 AM. We are going to put you all in groups, remember to stay with your group leader. Each group will have a particular purpose." Dash stopped speaking for a moment and took a deep breath. "I won't assure any one of us will come out alive, nor will I assure that we will stop the Hivemind..." she looked up said stated proudly, "but I can sure as heck tell you we are gonna die trying!" With that, everypony cheered.

Later, groups were assigned, Turner and Derpy were allowed to be in the same group, though, being leaders, they should have been leading a separate group each. Dashie knew how it must have felt being separated from the one you love, so she was nice enough to keep them together.

That night, Derpy asked if she could stay with Turner a little later and talk to him about something. Turner, as normal, accepted this and let her in his tent.

"So what is it?" Turner asked. Derpy looked at him oddly.

"I don't know how to ask this," Derpy said. "and I don't want to look like a bad pony..."

"What is it Ditsy?" Turner asked. "You can tell me, I won't mind." Turner, though, had no idea where this was going.

"Well..." Ditsy started, she cringed slightly and swallowed, following that, a deep breath and her scratching her neck. "it's the apocalypse and...there is a big chance of one or both of us dying, and I just wanted to know if, since this may be the last time I see you, if you wanted to...perhaps uh..." Derpy couldn't finish out the sentence, because she knew she would feel like a pathetic, lustful whore.

"Ditsy," Turner said. "just say it." Derpy barely mustered up the courage to make her final request.

"I want to have sex!" she said, squeezing both her eyes shut and covering her head from the shame she now felt.

"Wh...what?" Turner asked confusedly. He wasn't sure if he heard her right.

"You heard me..." Ditsy replied. "I know I'm just a stupid, lustful, arrogant---" Turner put his hoof on her lips.

"I understand your request." he replied softly. "Don't feel bad, I myself have thought about it, but I didn't think you would have a good response, so I kept quiet."

"Does that mean..." Derpy said with a grin spreading across her face.

"Sort of, yes." Turner said. "Keep in mind we are in a tent with other ponies around. Don't be too loud." Derpy almost jumped with joy, all the shame and guilt had seemed to strangely disappear. Turner wasn't all that sure, but he seemed to be able to put it aside. Before he could process his thoughts further, Derpy leaned forward and gave him a kiss, while sliding under him to let him 'do his work' as she would have put it. The two quickly, but quietly continued in their 'sexual activity,' throughout about three hours of that night.

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