Wartime, Pt. 2

Fluttershy  was helping out a couple of her chickens with Warthog talking to her. Abrams on the other hand was being used as a climbing wall for all her monkeys and a post for all her birds.

'Fucking humans and there magical farts.' Abrams thought.

"Thank you Fluttershy, we really appreciate it." Warthog nudged Fluttershy.

"No problem Warthog, I'm just glad your back. I sent some of my birds for Twilight and the others, they should be here in a bit. For now, you guys just relax." Fluttershy walked back into her cottage.

"Relax? How in Sam's Hell are we supposed to relax with all these animals on us?" Abrams complained

"By us, you mean you?" Warthog teased.

"Fuck you.."

One of the monkeys were climbing on top of Abrams when it found the hatch.

Warthog stayed quiet and watched.

"Hey, what are you doing in there!?" Abrams yelled.

The monkey apparently found the in built TV, and it was on max volume.

"Onii-chan, no! It won't fit! Uh,uh,uh,uh,uh, don't cu-"

Abrams shut it off.

Warthog was trying to not laugh his ass off.

It didn't work.

"Bwa,hahahahahahahahahahahahahahah! Was that fucking hentai!? What the absolute shit man!? What human would leave there porn in a tank? Hahahahahahahahahah!" Warthog was dying of laughter.

"Hey, I don't mind it being there. Animated Japanese girls are hot regardless." Abrams stuck up his cannon (which is the equivalent of a person sticking up there head.)

"I only watched one anime and it was called...Bridge to the Starry Skies. I think. Anyway , no human would leave porn in a tank. And I guess you have been watching some of it haven't you?" Warthog asked.

"When you live in a hanger with nothing to do for five years and occasionally going out to test, it kinda gets boring." Abrams addmited.

"Well, I know how that feels." Warthog said with slight sadness to it.

The monkey climbed out of Abrams.

Fluttershy came back with five other ponies. Abrams could hear Warthog's cannon clicking to life.

"Warthog, I take it you don't trust them much?" Abrams asked.

"It's not that I don't trust them, there may be bad blood among them twords me. So I'm just preparing for the worst." Warthog aimed his cannon slightly twords the left to disguise his potential plan.

When the ponies arrived they immediately stopped in there tracks and stared strait at Warthog. Ignoring the big fucking metal box with a huge ass cannon.

"Girls..." Fluttershy paused for a moment to take a breath, "you all remember Warthog, right?"

They all stared awstrucked at the prince killer, shocked that he was still alive.

"And he has a friend, his name is Abrams, he is called a tank." Fluttershy tensed.

The air was quiet, even the animals were tense and stayed quiet.

The ponies didn't breath, move, or blink. Just stared at Warthog.

Abrams sensed Warthog was getting uncomfortable, Warthog's cannon aimed strait at the purple one.

Twilight.

"Hey guys, long time no see. You all got taller than I remember." Warthog spoke nervously.