Tales of a Germane
Chapter 8
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It went on good for quite a long time. The recruits were no more a deadly threat to me or anypony else, my training with Rainbow went on and I didn't meet Pinkie once in this period. All in all was it by far the best time I had in Ponyville so far. But everything has to come to an end.
It was a normal saturday and I sat in cafe reading the newspaper as usual as Applejack approched me. Nothing bad so far.
"Hey there partner."
"Hello."
"Watch'a doin?"
"Reading the newspaper and relaxing."
"Sounds good."
"It is, but I'm sure you're here to talk with me about the weather or something like that."
"That's right, actually ah have a question."
"And that would be?"
"Well, we've a barn we don't use anymore and ah would like to ask ya if ya could help me take it down."
"When?"
"Within the next days, the faster the better."
"Well, I see. And I have an offer to you."
"Fire away."
"Would it be possible to use it as training ground for a few days? After that I would let them take down this thing in no time."
"Well....yah know what? Sounds good, ah accept."
"Great. But before I start using it I've to check it out."
"No problem partner, ya can check it out right now if ya want to."
"Sounds good, let's go."
Twenty minutes later I was inspecting the barn. It was clapped-out and probably would have given every aesthetician an immediate heart attack and slow and painful death. In other words, it was the perfect traing ground. Well, probably not if you want to train to climb roofs, but perfect to teach the recruits some basic urban warfare.
Everything was perfect and I would have called myself a smart cookie for making such an agreement, but then they appeared. Not that I've something against kids in general, I just like them to be as far away from me as possible, or at least not to bother me with their stuff. These three girls were the complete opposite.
I was drinking some cider as I thought about how to make a training area out of this ruin when I heard them. I didn't pay attention to them, but according to what they usually speak about it was about their cutie marks. At all, I first recognized them after I heard one of them clearing her throat for the, well I guess it was the fourth time.
As I turned around I saw the three girls examining myself. Finally, the yellow one began to talk.
"Hey, who ah you?"
"My name is Franz, and who are?"
"Muh name is Applebloom. What are you doing here?"
I thought a second about my answer. Telling threee little girls what my job here was about was probably not the best idea, you never know how people react, especially over here.
"Well, I'm helping your sister to take down the barn."
"So ya are this guard guy muh sister was talkin 'bout?"
"Probably, yes."
Their eyes, to my dismay, widened. The orange one with the purple mane jumped out of the group.
"That's great! You can help us get our cuie marks!" (It was then when I recognized that they all were blank flanks)
"Well, even though I'm a trainer and this idea seems resonable...." I took a sip of my cider.
"What do think girls? Cutie mark crusaders infatry platoon?" I had a cough attack because my whole sip came into my windpipe.
"Hey hey hey, I don't think this is a good idea....." I said after nearly dying.
"But why? We want to earn our cutie marks and what if our special talent is too be soldiers!?"
"Well, I mean....there are much more things that you could try instead!"
"But we want to try this now!"
If you now think "It can't get worse", don't underestimate fates sense of humor.
Just in this moment, Applejack came by.
"Ah see ya already met muh sister Applebloom."
"Well, yes...." I said with a desperate look.
"He's going to help us earning our cutie marks!"
"That's great! What do ya wan't to try?"
"Soldiers!"
Applejacks facial expresion changed immediately and I would have facehoofed, but in this case a facehoof was just not enough and unfortunately there was no mountain nearby.
"What did ya just say?"
"We are going to be the CMC infantry platoon!"
"What in tarnation?"
"This was not my idea! They came up with this....idea! I swear you I've nothing to do with!" Usually I don't get so desperate. But usually I'm not in a situation were a little child comes up with an stupid idea.
Applejack seemed to relax a bit. According to this I suppose I really looked desperate.
"Well, sorry for that partner, they sometimes come up with crazy ideas." (I suppose you are right with that.)
"No problem. So to say, since I'm here I'm used to be in situations I'm not used to."
"That's good for ya. Can I do anything else for ya?"
"Actually, no, I'm finished over here. Goodbye!"
"Cya."
The next days nothing special happend. Training with the recruits, training with Rainbow and no accidents (It still is a mystery to myself how those guys didn't produce any accidents under this training circumstances) or weird kids. Everything went fine and after one and a half week we took the barn down. According to what everypony present looked like they had never seen a real explosion in their life before (Just to remind you, most of them were supposed to fight wars!).
But all in all, this digression was a success.
For a few weeks my routine went on just as usual. I was now used to Equestria and it's....specialities and I've to admit, I began to enjoy it. Life here was happy, colorful and....simple. Not like the life I was used to.
Then, one day, somepony knocked at my door.
"Come in."
"Are you Franz Siegmann?"
"Yes."
"Here is a letter for you."
"Thanks."
I looked on the cover. It said:
Cliff Hanger
Personnel department
Authors Note
If there really is somebody out there who is looking forward to updates of this story:
1. Thanks for reading it so far (Of course to everyone else as well)
2. Sorry that it took me so long to publish this chapter
3. If you are looking forward to another chapter soon, I fear I'll have to disappoint you. Soon I'll go to the US for a half year and I don't know how much (or even if) I'll be able to write there. I'm really sorry for this but i can't change it.
