Chapters How to survive the zombie apocalypse
"Doctor I TRUSTED YOU!" Shouted Saint as he hid behind a car, bullets whizzing by his face, tires popping, windows being shattered. Saint could only think one thing. 'I made a mistake." He reloaded his assault rifle and ca,e out of cover to fire at the deranged mad man known as Doctor.
A bullet whizzed into Saints arm, he instantly went back into cover. "Who the hell was that?"
"It wasn't me Saint." The Doctor let out one of his mad man laughs. He aimed his sights straight at the car. "Imma get ya!" Muttered Doctor. "IIIIMMA GET YA!" He shouted.
"PATRICK HELP!" Shouted Saint.
"Im on my way." Came a calm and monotone voice. It may have carried no emotion but, Saint knew the terror of Patrick.
"Well then, Jak wanna back me up?" Doctor spoke. Calmly as he kept up his barrage of bullets.
"I don't know.." Came an unsure voice from the shadows.
'Hmmm, Jak is hiding.' Thought Saint. 'I always was better then them at killing, but I cant get anywhere with Doctor and his fucking sniper...I need a- Saint was cut off by a car pulling up beside Saint, the door opened up, and out came Pat. 'Distraction.' Saint finished his thoughts.
"Pat...I need you to run out and distract Doctor for me." Saint spoke to Patrick.
"Why do I always have to be the distraction?" Pat told Saint
"Because I'm a better shot." Saint laughed as he pushed Pat out to the open, where as Pat just started to run in circles. Saint broke away from his cover and his behind a wall. Two seconds later he heard a sniper rifle shot, and saw Patrick's body crumple. Saint never missed a beat either way. He pulled out his heavy sniper and trained his sights to Doctor. He squeezed the trigger and watched Doctor's body fall. 'Good, but not done.' He moved his sights towards the shadows that were behind Doctor, he started to fire.
"Nooo, Saint come on we ca-" Jak's voice was cut off as he fell. Saint had a wicked smile across his face. He turned around victorious only to see a sight that racked his body full of fear. There standing in front of him was his friends Llama...holding a knife. Saint quickly pulled up his sniper, but even he knew he made a mistake, after all a sniper isn't so effective with your enemy two feet away. All Saint could let out was, "I made a mistake!" As the knife went into his ribs, he fell over and looked up at Llama. The knife went into Saint's body again, over and over. He laid there dead.
After about three seconds Doctor started to laugh. "Hahaha!" He wheezed out laughing more.
"Shut up Doctor." Saint said in response to his laughter. "You fucking suck!"
"I don't know why your mad Saint, you weren't used as a bullet monkey," Pat said as the loading screen came up.
"I didn't even do anything." Jak said with his whiny sounding voice.
"It was a death match, we were suppose to kill each other." Replied Saint. "I was gonna win...why wasn't I paying attention...fuck you Llama." Saint said, but no response came. "Llama?" Still no response.
"He probably is t using his mic again." Doctor spoke. "Maybe we should get the van and the candy?"
"Candy?" A new voice was added to the group. Instantly the other four players started to laugh. Llama never understood why they found that funny.
"Candy?" Laughed Doctor and Saint together.
"Anyone else notice that the loading screen is taking forever?" Complained Pat.
"Maybe we screen froze?" Said Jak.
"No, the little icon is still moving." Llama said, but he thought about something else. "The servers have been acting up quite a bit lately."
"Maybe if we all restart our systems?" Saint said. The others all agreed with him, he got up from his bed and pushed the power off button, only to have his game system beep at him. "Hey guys, are y'all's system shutting off?"
"No." The other players muttered in unison.
"Hmmm, may-" Saint's Tv flashed for a second, and a bright light followed shortly after. "What tha fuuu-"
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Doctor pushed the power off button only to receive more damn beeping. "Shut up and restart alrea-" a bright light came from his Tv. "Wha?"
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Pat looked at his Tv as it flashed, his face was shrouded with anger, this was no normal anger, this was Pat's anger, all rational thoughts out the damn window, he raised his fist to punch the Tv, before his fist made contact a bright light appeared.
"You stupid piece of...woah."
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Llama looked at his Tv, not phased in any sprt af way, he just stood there as in glowed and lit up.
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Jak cowered away from his Tv as it flashed.
"Nooooooo."
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Saint bolted up away from the pool of drool that was on his school desk. "Wait...wait..ugh my head." Saint lifted up his brown-tanned hand to his head and rubbed away. "Ah shit this hurts.." Saint took a look at his surrounding. Nothing was in place at all. All of the people that were in his class, they...were all colorful. He looked towards the teacher. Something was oddly familiar about her appearance...her marburry colored hair, with the lighter shades running through it, the pin on her shirt that had sunflowers...no smiling sunflowers. It reminded him of...something.
Saint took another look around the room, all of the people looked so odd, yet they all fit in, except the other four boys that looked as lost as he did. Out of the four Saint recognized one of them to be Patrick.
"Pat?" Saint muttered under his breath.
Patrick was looking around and spotted Saint, "Hey lop-" he was cut off by the teacher making a shushing noise.
"What are we doing here Jos-" another shushing sound from the teacher.
The other two boys looked towards each other and started whispering.
A boy simply stood up and walked towards the door. A girl wearing a diamond tiara looked towards the boy and cut him off.
"Where do you think you're going?" The girl said with such a snooty time in her voice, so snooty that Saint amd Pat were surprised the boy didn't push her pit of his way.
"I am going home." Saint recognized the boys voice.
"CANDY?" Shouted Saint as he stood up, Saint hoped his clever plan would work.
"Candy?" Replied the boy.
And just like that there were four other boys laughing. "Llama!" Saint said as he finished laughing. "Were the hell are we?" Llama gave Saint a simple shrug.
"Saint?" Said one of the other boys, Saint recognized his voice to.
"Doctor?"
"Pat?"
"Jak?"
"Llama?"
"Shhhh!!" The teacher stopped her shush with a cough.
"Are you okay Ms. Cheerlie?" Replied a surprisingly pale- no a white..like paper sheet white, girl.
"Cheerile?" Jak said, rather too excited. He knew something was familiar about this place, he could even guess the name of the girl that was talking now. "Are you Sweetie Belle?" Said Jak. The girl nodded.
"My little pony." Saint said as he looked around the room, the corners of his mouth twitched upwards.
"Your kidding me." Patrick said, sounding rather disappointed.
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After about ten minutes the group huddled up in the corner of the room, so far they all realize there in some sort of human version of My Little Pony. Jak and Saint were both fangirling over the whole situation, Doctor was pretty curious onto how and why this all happened, Llama didn't really seem to care, and Pat seemed to be dying from misery.
Ms. Cheerile was still coughing up a storm in the front of the class, but to the five boys that wasn't the problem at hand. Until..
"Is that blood!" Squealed a girl wearing a diamond tiara.
The group looked up towards the teacher. She was slouched over, her breathing ragged, and shallow. Instantly the school children crowded the teacher blocking off any further view.
Three girls walked up to the boys. Saint laughed and Jak giggled. They both knew who the three girls were. The infamous CMC...
"Howdy yall, we sah that yall aint got your badges yet!" The yellow girl with red hair spoke.
"So we thought, we should recruit you five into the." She left a long pause, it seemed all to rehearsed
"Cutie Badge Crusaders!" Jak bursted out laughing but instantly got a smack from Saints's hand.
"Hey what was that for?"
"Stop being rude."
"Me? Rude? Your the one who just hit me!"
"Shut up." Saint replied flatly. He looked towards the girls. "I would love to but-" a scream was heard from the front of the room.
"She stopped breathing! Get the nurse!" A random girl, unrecognizable otherwise shouted. Doctor looked around and smirked.
'It took them that long to think about getting the nurse?' Thought Doctor.
"Wait, she is moving!" The same random girl said.
"Murghle."
"Ms. Cheerile? Are you okay?" Silence. "Ms. Cheeril-" the girl's voice was cut off by a mouth around her throat.
"Holy shit!" Shouted Saint.
"Fuck that!" Jak was already opening the door.
"Zombie!" Shouted Doctor.
"We gotta get the fuck out of here!" Saint shouted as he led the four boys. He stopped and looked at the CMC...or CBC now? "Follow us!" He shouted. They all nodded and followed.
Screams came from classes as the group ran past the rooms. Saint stopped. He just realized, he didn't know this school's layout. He turned to Applebloom. She was always his favorite out of the three. "How do we get outta here?"
Applebloom gestured the group to follow her. The group sprinted around the school for another minute until they all stopped at the school doors. Zombies...the lot of them. Zombies blocked off the exits.
"This is fucked up." Said Llama.
"Twisted." Jak whined.
"Wrong." Saint breathed out.
Pat remained silent.
"Where do we go now?"
"To the roof!" Said Saint. He turned to Applebloom. "Lead us." The group turned and ran off, following Applebloom. More screams were heard from within the school as they ran. They ran and ran, until finally the group bursted through the doors leading to the roof.
The entire group looked beyond the school gates.
Scootaloo broke down into tears, Sweetie Belle fell down onto her knees, quickly joined by Applebloom, whom held her. Saint's mouth dropped. Doctor's eyes flickered as he stared. Pat seemed to express nothing, just as Llama did.
The entire town was burning, zombies were pushing against the school gates, trying to get in but, they weren't just there, they were everywhere.
"How could this happen!" Cried out Jak. He always dreamed about being here, in the world of My Little Pony, even if it is the humanized version but, this...this wasn't what he wanted.
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How to survive the zombie apocalypse
Dear Journal:
It has been two days since the outbreak has occurred. Luckily enough for us the farm is cut off from civilization, we have made a good amount of friends. The survivor count is 15: Applejack, Applebloom, Big Mac, Fluttershy, Pinkiepie, Sweetie Belle, Rarity, Twilight Sparkle, Doctor, Me (Saint), Patrick, Llama, Jak, Rainbow Dash, and Scootaloo. The three members of the apple family has been kind enough to take us all in. Of course we had to contribute to the farm, their are enough apples to keep us going for a little while...but.- My journal was cut off by Doctor yelling.
"IM TIRED OF SHITTING WATER!"
"We all are." I simply said. I looked back into my journal and continued to write. The Apple families pigs were gone for some odd reason, long story short, all we did have to eat were just apples, thankfully those provide us with enough water to keep us going.
We need something solid...something with protein or we are going to become to weak to do anything. We have gathered a team to go out foraging. Big Mac, thank god. Doctor, acceptable. Rainbow Dash, we defiantly will need speed for this mission, and last Pinkiepie, she can use her weird powers to do...I dunno something. I of course will be going with them. I do regret having Pat not come with us, but it would be foolish of we didn't leave the farm unprotected.
I put my journal down and let out a breath. Everything will be fine...nothing could go wrong. I nodded to myself as the foraging team and I walked away from the barn, we left with bags on our backs, heads held high, eyes pilled and ready. We walked towards the town, not knowing what was in store for us.
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Jak's POV:
I didnt like the fact that Doctor and I were split up, we were best friends for the longest of times, it kind of hurt that he left, but I know he can handle himself. Right? I watched the foraging group leave for the town. I turned to the rest of the party.
Everyone was just chilling, no problems at all. What could go wrong? Zombie Rule: NEVER say that evil phrase.
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Saint's POV:
I was walking along side the group when a shudder racked through my body.
"You ok?" Asked Dcctor, his eyes looking curiously at me.
"I dunno, it felt like...someone just did something..really stupid."
"..."
"..." I shrugged and we continued on.
After an hour of walking we vame up on the little town, it was oddly quiet and abandoned.
"Sumthin aint right." Big Mac said, his voice slightly startled me because...well he hasnt talked so far.
"I know, the town shouldnt be empty, I expected to see zombies roaming around." Doctor said, ising anside to him I rarely see, his intellectual side.
"I don't care, let's grab what we need and go!" Rainbow Dash said, her eagerness obvious to everyone but, I could tell inside she was nervous.
"Alright fan out and be careful, if so,ething happens dont hold back on your yells." I said. I wasn't pme for being a coward but, Imwould rather yell for help then just accept my death. I went into the shop labled 'Sugarcube Corner.' I looked at the counter. Rotting pastries, cupcakes, cakes, beagals and whatever else was there. I walked around the counter and found a room.
"Homey, please just eat something!" I heard a male voice come from behind the door.
"Rumnblphmmmf." Was what he got in response. I heard a sign then footsteps nearing the door, I turn and haled ass to the closest door. I opened it amd quietly shitnit behind me. I took a breath and held it as the footsteps drew closer.
thud
thud
thud.
I held my breath until they finally began to fade off. I let the door knob go and turned to see what was actually in the room. Packages, loads of them, flour, sugar, baking powder. Anything that was in a pastry was here.
A plan was being pieced together into my head, the only problem was, how in the fuck am I going to sneak it all out of here. Zombie Rule: take your time, regroup if you cant do something alone, don't risk it.
I had to find someone from the group, I cracked open the door and peaked out. Clear, I opened the door and snuck my way outside without incident. I ran off a good distance and yelled into the air. "RAINBOW DASH!"
Two seconds later I was greeted by the girl herself. "Sup." Rainbow Dash said, not lacking any breath whatsoever.
"I need help to get something, but I need a distraction." She nodded. "Follow me." I headed back to the shop and stopped out the door. "Ready?" I asked Dash. She shook her head. "Why not?"
Rainbow Dash sucked in a breath through her mouth then let it out, as if she was trying to calm herself. "What's wrong?"
"This used to be my friends favorite place to hang out at." She didn't want to defile her memories.
"Let me tell you a little something."
"What?"
"Zombie Survival Rule: don't think to much about the past, it will only get in the way of the future." Dash looked at me. "Think about it this way, if the owners were still alive, wouldn't they want what's best for you?" The gears began to turn inside of Dash's head.
"You're right."
"Of course I am, I'm always right." I grinned as I talked.
"And people thought my ego was big." I gave her a playful shove but then got real. "We have to be careful okay?" Dash nodded. "On three." Dash nodded.
"One." I gripped the door handle.
"Two." Dash said as she took a running position.
"Three!" I threw the door open, Dash sprinted in and began to flip tables that were inside the shop. I heard crashed then K heard the male voice from earlier shout at and run to Dash. I took this as my chance go. I headed to the room with all of the bags. I took off the bag from my back and began to shove supplies into it. After my bag was full I pulled it back up to me. "Fuck." This bag was too heavy, I was over-cumbered, but determined. I headed back to the to the exit moving at half a mile per hour.
"I'm sorry." I heard Dash's voice utter that many times before I managed to see her. Right there stood Rainbow Dash, beneath her was a man that resembled Mr. Cake. "I'm so sorry." The man was bleeding from his head as he laid there still.
"Dash we gotta go!" Adrenaline kicked into my veins, the bag got lighter and I moved faster, I grabbed her and pulled her outside. Dash still had a horrified look plastered onto her face.
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Doctor's POV.
I didn't like leaving the group completely. I wish I had a partner at least. I feel uncomfortable knowing if I make a mistake it would be completely my fault. I wondered through the town, not sure if I could even find any supplies. I was wondering for a good while until I saw the red giant known as Big Mac. He was lumbering through town, his 6'7 tall self wondering around aimlessly. He wasn't exactly being stealthy.
I walked up beside him. "Sup."
"..." His silence made me feel out of place so I quickly fell out of line from him. I wasn't going to leave completely, just avoid being to close to him. I heard moans in the distance.
"You hear that?" I said to Mac. He nodded to me and went towards the sounds. "What are you doing!" He stopped and looked at me. "This may not be a movie but I'm pretty sure the rule still applies." Mac just stared at me. "If there is a strange sound, don't walk to it, you're suppose to do the opposite and walk away from it." He smirked and turned away, continuing towards the sound.
I followed him around a corner and saw the group of zombies. About six of them. I broke down the situation. Three of the zombies were smaller and rotten, chunks of flesh missing from their bodies, especially near the thighs and arms. Which meant those three were going to be slow and incredibly clumsy. One of the zombies were a hulking mass of muscles, his body untouched from cuts and any gashes. He was going to be slow due to all of his muscles, but he was going to be strong and accurate. The other two zombies were medium sized, just about your average sized person, one man and woman, both sported the same sized bite mark on their necks, other then that they were completely untouched, which meant they were going to be fast.
I looked around for anything to use, anything. I caught site of a fist sized rock. Welp that's about all there was, what could I expect from a world of sunshine and smiles. I grabbed the rock and readied myself. They were waiting for something. The biggest of the six moaned and the two quick zombies moved in.
My mind went into break down mode again. They showed intelligence, which meant this was an organized..ish...group of zombies. It made sense, the big one for any problems with barricades, the small torn up ones were used like gas...like to scare whoever was hiding out of their positions, while the two runners would chase them down and catch them...it was brilliant and terrifying at the same time. These things were intelligent...that might explain why the town was empty. Everyone was probably already dead, but the. Again that doesn't explain the lack of undead.
My mind went back to normal as I heard the crack of a skull being split open. I looked to big mac to see him slamming down one of the runners...where was the other one? I heard a growl. Instinct came into play and I leapt away from the sound. I saw the zombie fall face into the dirt, I gripped the rock and slammed it into the zombie's head. Multiple times, until I heard the groans stop.
I looked away from the bloody mess that was underneath me, only to be greeted by one of the slow zombies. I grabbed the rock and threw it into the zombies face. It stumbled back. I grabbed some dirt and threw pushed it into the zombies face, I them shoved it and stuck my leg under its legs. The zombie slammed face first into the dirt, I grabbed the rock from the ground and slammed it into the zombies head just like I did for the other one.
I looked away from the second bloody mess I've made. I saw the giant zombie stumbling away. I turned towards Mac and saw that he had made his own bloody mess, instead of how I beat the zombie's head in, the zombies that lay dead under Big Mac were completely mush. I don't know how he did it because I was busy with my own problems, but damn did he destroy those zombies.
The red giant walked off as if nothing had happened, I shrugged to myself and followed him.
How to survive the zombie apocalypse
Everything was burning, the entire town was falling apart, and so where the three girls that sat beside the five boys. They kept crying, it literally has been twelve hours. Pat stayed up to watch the door, making sure no zombie would get to them.
It was about midnight now, the five boys have began talking about leaving. Saint and Jak both were strongly disagreeing with the other three.
"We cant just leave them!" Whispered/shouted Saint to Doctor, Pat, and Llama.
"There going to slow us down way too much!" Argued Doctor.
"Were from a democracy, so lets take a vote." Llama spoke with a monotone, sounding just like a diplomat.
"I vote we leave them, there too much of a burden." Pat flatly said, he was more worried about himself and hos friends, rather then some strangers.
"Maybe we can wait it out?" Saint pleaded.
"We all know what happens to the girls who cry, they end up getting eaten or slowing down the group....come on its only in like every zombie book ever written!" Said Doctor.
"But this is not a book!".....awkward silence was followed by Saint's outburst.
Jak let out a sigh. "Fine..we can go, but at least let me speak with them before we go." Jak gave everyone a mournful look. Everyone nodded. Doctor led the other three to the edge of the building. They began to plot there escape.
"Hey girls." Jak walked up to the three sniffling girls. "We have to go..but that doesn't mean give up okay?" They remained silent, except for Scootaloo's sniff. Jak got a brilliant idea as a metaphorical light bulb went off. "Maybe if you all survive...you can get your cutie badges?" Instantly the tears between the three girls stopped. "Well we have to go..maybe we can help you off the roof?" The three girls shook their heads. Jak shrugged and went back to the boys.
"So if we can somehow get through that hole we can escape and go to the Sweet Apple Acres Farm." Saint spoke, he was using his bronie knowledge to figure out the best way to survive. By his logic, if they could manage to get to the farm, where there weren't nearly the same amount of people in the country rather then the small town.
Llama pointed towards the playground swing set, which was conveniently placed near the gate.
Saint looked at Llama like he wanted to slap a hoe, Doctor looked at Llama like he had a bug on his face, Jak just stared, and Pat said yes.
"Are you fucking crazy?" Doctor turned to Patrick, who had already started climbing off the roof scaling the sides.
"No, thats just Pat." Saint just smiled as he watched his friend climbed down, he has known Pat for five years of his life, he knew that Pat was...Patrick enough to do this.
Saint followed Pat, Doctor followed Saint, Jak followed Doctor...and somehow Llama was waiting for them at the bottom. The zombies were too busy slamming away at the school doors and windows.
The swing set was a set of three, which meant three could go at once, which also meant two would have to wait. Saint and Pat agreed to let Doctor, Llama, and Pat go first. Saint stood guard while the three boys began to swing on the swing set.
"Mnnnuhh." A zombie groaned out to another zombie, which as to then looked over at the five boys at work. The two zombies began to stumble there way over to the group.
"Hey Pat, remember in Black Ops how I would run the trains of zombies?" Pat nodded. "Imma see if it will work on these just watch my back okay?" As Patrick nodded her heard an 'umpf' sound, he turned to see Llama jump the gate.
Saint walked near the two zombies, who then stared him down, Saint shuddered. Rule 1: Zombies are fucking idiots. Saint began to walk circles around them to test out if they would follow him, the two zombies held out there arms and attempted to grab Saint. He simply took a step back and looked towards the swings. Doctor just jumped off of his, he made it over the gate with no problem, Saint nodded to Pat.
Pat got onto the swing set and began kicking out his legs gaining momentum. 'The day I thought I would see Patrick on a swing was going to be the end of the world.' Thought Saint. 'Well it looks like I was sort of right.' Saint chuckled to himself as he saw Jak go over the fence. Saint then broke off into a sprint to the swing set where as he immediately started to kick out his legs.
SNAP
Zombies, bloody, gory, and oddly happy looking, stumbled towards the swing set. One of the original two zombies were now at Saint feet. "Guuuys?" Saint said, an intense amount of pressure were placed into his words.
Doctor was the first to react, he grabbed onto the fence and shook it with all his force, causing the zombie to turn around towards them. This allowed Saint to fling himself over the fence.
"Thank dude." Saint told Doctor.
"No problem." Doctor replied.
"Uh..guys, we should go." Jak said as he looked at the fence. Creaks and groans were heard as the bars to the fence started to give way.
"Agreed." Muttered Llama.
Saint and Jak both took the lead and headed to the farmland.
"Good thing I watched this show enough to get the basic idea." Jak said, feeling full of himself.
"I wonder how Canterlot's doing?" Saint said as the boys jogged towards the orchard. Apple trees were now visible. Saint stopped causing the other boys to stop as well. "I never really noticed how huge the Orchard actually is."
"I know right?" Jak looked t the immense size of the field, his eyes scanned the entire land.
"Apples for days." Said Doctor, causing the boys to smile.
After Jak finished scanning the fields, he managed to spot the red tip of what he presumed was the barn. He gestured the boys to follow him, he turned to look at the group, only to see Saint climbing a tree. "What are ya doin.?
Saint grabbed onto a branch and pulled himself up. "Come on." He said as he grabbed an apple a d tossed it down to Jak. "After watching the show for three years, you cant tell me you never wanted to try an apple." He grabbed another apple for himself. "From the legendary apple family's orchard?" He bit into the apple.
An explosion went off in Saint's head. Red deliciousness. Was all he could compare it to. Not even close to any other apple he has ever tasted. Amazingly juicy, Saint wiped the juice from his mouth, he then jumped down from the tree and stood next to Jak.
Jak's apple had a chunk missing from it, Jak himself had a look across his face that shouted. 'Best apple ever.' Saint poked Jak, trying to get his attention.
"Jak?" Doctor said. "Dude, I think you broke him."
Patrick raised his hand, but was stopped by Saint. "Pat, if that apple hasn't broken him, I am damn sure your fist will." Pat lowered hos hand and smirked.
Jak blinked and took a deep breath. "Amazing." He looked around, his senses fully coming back to him. "The barn is that way." He pointed towards the red tip that poked it way above the trees.
"Then lets go." Doctor took the lead and everyone followed.
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Saint took in all of his surroundings, it was like the entire world has forgotten about this place, there were absolutely no signs of human disturbances in the entire orchard. It was all rather breath taking for him. The tree
leaves were such a vibrant hue of green, the apples, a rosy shade of red, even the bark, normally dull and brown was completely appalling at how clean they looked.
Pat didn't like his situation, in all honesty he would rather be home watching anime on his laptop. He never really was one for the social scene, if he heard right My Little Pony was a very social show, yet...it is the zombie apocalypse, so that released some tension, Pat always dreamed what it would have been like within a zombie apocalypse. Pat decided it was all evened out in the end.
Jak was horrified yet astonished at his situation. He always fantasized about being sent into the My Little Pony world, but he never wanted it to be like this. How unfair.
Doctor was all too curious about the task and hand, he was always brony curious but..he was embarrassed about it all. Wasn't the show meant for little kids? Little girls at that. It was all too strange, hell when bronies were known to america, they thought it was the end of the world...now that Doctor thought about it, it was sort of funny.
Llama, just trudged on, no critical thoughts. Nothing going on except the thought of survival.
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Finally after walking through the giant orchard, the group of boys reached the barn. It was almost an exact match to the barn on the show, all except the size. It was meant for humans after all.
The group of boys walked up to the door, Jak was first and already has his hand raised to knock on the door, only to get yanked back by Saint.
"What do you think you're doing!?" Saint exclaimed, in a hushed tone.
"I'm about to knock?" Jak said confused.
"What were you going to say huh? Oh hi there we came here to hide from the zombie apocalypse, we ran from the school. Oh that doesn't make any sense? oh where's Applebloom? We left her behind."
Saint was rambling at this point, he was so engrossed in hearing himself talk that he didn't notice Pat sneak up behind him. "Yeah we ran away and didn't bother to hel-" Saint was interrupted by a slap across the face, coming from none other than Patrick.
Saint rubbed his head. "Ow."
"You talk too much." Doctor said.
Pat nodded his head, so did Llama. Saint gave a cold glare to Llama.
"I mean you totally don't talk to much." Llama said.
Jak raised his hand and knocked on the door. Silence...whispers, then the door cracked open slightly, revealing red hair, with a pink bow, an excited squeak then the door swung open to reveal Applebloom. The group of boys stared.
"How did she?" Doctor began, but was cut off by his own confusion.
Applebloom pulled in Jak, the other four boys followed.
Inside they saw, An older girl with luscious, purple, wavy hair, sheet white, just as the familiar girl beside her. "Rarity and Sweetie Belle." Jak said.
"The mane six.." Whispered Saint as he gestured Jak towards the other side of the room. "Their all here."
Girls were all crowded in the corner of the room, with a giant red man in the center. A tan girl with rainbow colored hair, another tan girl incredibly pink and curly hair. "Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie." Whispered Jak, his voice shaking, his fangirl side starting to swell up.
"Fluttershy and Twilight." Saint said as he eyed the other two tan girls, one with beautiful dull pink hair, another with purple hair with streaks of a darker shade of pink.
"There all safe."
"How?"
The other three boys stood there dumbfounded, they weren't entirely sure what Saint, or Jak were talking about but they had a feeling they were in the presence of greatness.
Jak spotted Scootaloo huddled alone in the a corner of a room. He went over and had a chat with her while Doctor had a chat with Applebloom.
"How did you girls escape?"
"Well first we-"