zecora was having an interesting day. at the moment she found herself facing downwards, her legs bound by twine. there was much rustling and throwing of things nearby.
"shit. no chems, no guns, nothing. nada. are you sure we're still in the wasteland, mark?"
"where else could we be, you shmuck?"
"well, i don't think there're many houses made out of tree's there, so maybe some where else?" a loud slap was heard. "your right that was stupid."
a loud, 'grahhhh' was heard then she felt herself being lifted roughly about three extra feet in the air. then she came face to face to a large bipedal monster wearing a helmet with two antenna jutting out the sides. he glared at her for a second then said,
"speak horse. i heard you do it earlier."
zecora smiled and said, "you seem busy, but might i add that i don't have any of those things."
the three others looked at her like she had grown another head and the one holding her said, "hah! i knew it! i said that she spoke, and i was right!"
the biped that was wearing what appeared to be a burlap sack with eye holes pinched it's fore head and said, "fine fine. you were right. now, can we move on? since this place doesn't look like it has anything, say we use it as a base?"
the other three looked like they were thinking for a second then they all nodded.
"what do we do with her?"
"i don't care what you do with that horse thing, if theres one theres more, that's how the wasteland works. cook her and eat her or something."
zecora was not about to be eaten by giant apes. she squirmed like mad, eventually getting her right back leg free and kicking the one holding her, 'mark', in the nuts. biting his tounge, but obviously in pain, he dropped her and she took that opportunity turn out of the hut like a madpony.
"SHIT! she kicked me in the FUCKING balls! FUCK! after her!"
but she was gone by then, gone into the unpenetrable forest that surrounded her. as she was running, she had but one thought, 'get to ponyville.'
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Celestia was angry. not, someone-just-kicked-your-grandmother angry, but several-new-incredibly-agressive-bipedal-species-suddenly-decided-to-make-your-country-home angry. and so were the other princesses. Celestia was seething. not only was she attempting to make peaceful relations with two of them, who showed that they wanted to, but hated each other. they both had futuristic weaponry, armor, and medical supplies, but they seemed to want each other dead. she had arranged for the leaders of the two factions to meet, but right now she had other things to do. from what the miners had reported, monsters had infested the caverns under the city, supposedly drawn by strange glowing stones. not only that, but supposedly more intelligent versions of them had set up a camp just outside canterlot. from the reports of the guards, any attempts to get them to leave had been met with aggressiveness. but that wasn't the only problem. the next few problems was that ponies had been disappearing near baltimare, and a large settlement of bipeds had
