Liberty Prime Invades- I Mean, Saves Equestria

Liberty Prime Invades- I mean, Saves Equestria

Part Two, Liberty And Justice!

God stood next to a small orifice on the cloud floor, rubbing his hands together. He gazed down through it into the fruitful and rich expanse of “Sweet Apple Acres”.

A smile spread across his face; it was all going just as planned.

“Oh this is gonna be so fucking rad!”

“REBOOTING SYSTEMS!” the machine bellowed, its voice echoing throughout the orchard. It was extremely loud and sounded somewhat distorted.

Applejack and Apple Bloom stood in awe as it stood up, its rusty joints creaking loudly. The shadow it casted obscured both of the Ponies, who looked up into a single, bright blue slit that served as the machine’s eye.

“LIBERTY PRIME, IS ONLINE! ALL SYSTEMS: NOMINAL! WEAPONS: ON! MISSION: THE DESTRUCTION OF ANY AND ALL CHINESE COMMUNISTS!”

Applejack gulped, wondering for a brief moment if it was reffering to her. The machine looked down at them from its towering perspective, making almost no motion.

“Apple Bloom, Run.”

At this, the filly shrieked at the top of her lungs and turned away from the machine, running as far as her little legs could carry her. Applejack, meanwhile, stood near the legs of the machine, her legs threatening to give up under her weight instead of getting her towards safety.

The machine kneeled down, shortening the distance between their heads. Applejack tried to run, only to have her path blocked by one of the machine’s metallic hands. She slowly turned towards it, cold sweat running down her face.

“PUNY QUADRUPEDAL CREATURE OF STRANGE PIGMENTATION, MY ANALYSIS INDICATES THAT YOU POSSES A WELL-DEVELOPED NEURAL SYSTEM! ARE YOU CAPABLE OF SAPIENT THOUGHT!?” She could only give a quick nod at its question.

It brought its head closer to her, the heat radiating from its slit-like eye making even more sweat run down her face.

“DESIGNATING THREAT LEVEL...”

She closed her eyes, and muttered a quick prayer to Celestia and Luna, preparing herself to meet her inevitable destiny... one that never came. She opened a single eye and looked back at the machine.

“... ADORABLE!”

The metallic hand that blocked her from escaping wrapped its fingers around her. She yelped as the machine stood up while holding her.

“IT COMES WITH A HAT! A COWBOY’S HAT! IT OOZES OF DEMOCRACY! THIS MUST MEAN THAT YOUR CULTURE IS INFLUENCED BY AMERICA!”

“... Huh? What’re ya’ talking about?”

“IT CAN TALK! SMALL EQUINE, YOUR NEW DESIGNATION SHALL BE... JUSTICE!”

“B-but mah name’s A-Applejack...”

“JUSTICE, WILL YOU JOIN ME IN GLORIOUS COMMUNIST DESTRUCTION?”

“Destruction? No!”

“I KNEW YOU WOULD AGREE!”

The machine placed her on its shoulder. She took the chance and tried to jump off of it, but stopped herself from doing so when she saw just how high up she actually was, and instead wrapped her hooves around its head.

“L-Let me down!” It ignored her, and lifted one of its legs.

“Wait! NO!” With a deafening thud, the machine’s leg landed one of the apple trees, crushing it under its massive weight.

“You killed Leafy!”

“... Barklots, No! Please make it stop!” Applejack covered her eyes with her forelegs; she couldn’t bear to watch the massacre that was happening before her, not anymore. The machine had been stepping on every apple tree that had the misfortune of being on its path. They had been crushed, tramped, flatted, sending leaves, splinters and pieces of apples everywhere.

It was unfair, the poor trees stood no chance.

Finally, the machine broke away from the orchard. The ammount of destruction it had made left Applejack’s heart aching. She herself had planted many of those trees, and had seen them grow ever since she was a filly. But now they were gone...

But, at least, the rest were now safe...

She felt herself almost faint, flopping her body on top the machine’s cold head. It paid no mind to her and only kept walking. Darkness started to flood into her eyes and she felt her body become numb.

With a final sigh, she allowed herself to be taken by the embrace of unconsciousness.

Twilight cantered through the streets of ponyville, her hooves kicking off a little cloud of dust each time they hit the ground. Spike sat on her back, holding a quill on his claw and reading the list she had made for him.

“Quills... check. Extra quills... check. Backup extra quills... check.”

It was re-stocking day, not to be confused with re-shelving day. She had been cruising through Ponyville’s market since the morning, buying all of the supplies she needed for her library, wich would be then stored alphabetically and in order of most to less used.

Spike tucked the shopping list back into Twilight’s saddle bag. “Finally its done... Ugh, can we please eat something now? Its already lunch time.”

“Sure thing,” Twilight giggled, “but only because you’ve been so patient today.”

She turned around a corner and began heading towards one Ponyville’s many restaurants. It was the “Omelette Au Fromage”, the town’s most expensive and sophisticated restaurant. Even so the prices were still fair, unlike the establishments back in Canterlot. And she could also afford to spend a few extra bits, since she mostly subsisted on coffee, hay fries, ramen, pizza and sometimes paper. (Once she was in her study, trips to the kitchen were simply impossible)

They both picked a table on the outside of the restaurant and sat down on its respective chairs. Not long after, a well-groomed waiter with an exotic accent stopped by to take their orders. Twilight ordered the restaurant’s most popular dish: “Omelette Au Fromage” and a glass of water, while Spike asked for a portion of “Hay Fries A La Apple” and a can of orange soda.

“HEY GUYS!”

Twilight yelped as Pinkie Pie materialized from under the table. She fell out of the chair and clutched her chest with her hooves. She then looked up, breathing heavily, to see Pinkie Pie sitting on the other side of the table and Spike giving her a deadpan look.

“Pinkie... What the...”

“Twilight, I think you need to exercise more!” Pinkie giggled.

Twilight sat back down on her chair with a groan. She took a few more breaths to calm herself, and then looked back at Pinkie.

“... Are you calling me fat?”

“Oh no you silly-filly! You just have a high cholesterol level for sitting in your library all the time and having the diet of the average college student! Except that instead of being mildly malnourished like them you eat lots and lots of that stuff! And coffee, a lot of coffee! Did you know I once tried coffee and-” She was interrupted as her mouth was plugged by Twilight’s purple hoof.

“Okay, okay, I get it...”

The waiter came back, and placed their orders in front of them. Pinkie Pie was served a large milkshake, even though she had not ordered anything.

“So... Pinkie, what are you doing here?” Twilight asked as she took a bite off of her omelette.

“Oh nothing, I was just bored and...and...”

“Pinkie? Are you alright?” Twilight followed her pink friend’s gaze into her glass of water. She looked at it and noticed small waves spreading across the water’s surface at a steady rhythm. She looked at Spike, who gave her a shrug with his mouth full of food.

She continued to stare at the water; the ripples were now more defined, joined by a distant thumping that spread through the town. Twilight lifted her head and looked at Pinkie, who had torn her eyes off of the water and was looking at something behind the purple pony.

Everything seemed to happen in slow-motion for Twlight; First, Pinkie gave the longest gasp Twilight had ever seen, not entirely unlike when she first arrived to Ponyville, all while party pony’s jaw extended to impossible dimensions, breaking through the table and sending all of the food flying before hitting the ground. Pinkie then lifted one of her forelegs and pointed at something behind her friend.

Twilight spun around, catching a glimpse of Spike’s dumbstruck, food-smeared face. She saw Apple Bloom running past her, shrieking at the top of her lungs and many other Ponies doing the same. Their fear-laden screams alone were deafening.

On the horizon was the silhouette of a large bipedal being, slowly making its way into the town. Each of its steps shook the ground under her hooves and could be heard from hundreds of meters. She remained frozen in place as the thing lifted one of its enormous arms.

“FEAR NOT, SMALL EQUINES! DEMOCRACY IS TRUTH, LET IT COME TO YOU!”