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I stared through the barrel of Peter’s obnoxious Desert Eagl-

Creeeeeeeeeeeeak

...

All of us turned around to see the doors of the throne room groan open, just to reveal nobody. They didn’t open fully, so maybe somebody was hiding behind the corner? I turned around again and glanced at Peter, who'd lowered his Eagle. He stared back at the door confusedly for a second before shouting out.

“Who’s there?!”

…

Tap tap Tap.

A tapping sound echoed through the tall room, originating from a tall stained-glass window off to our right side. We all shifted our attention to it instead. As everybody’s eyes were glued to the pretty opaque window, I took a glance around to observe the situation we were in.

To my right, Jen and the other girl were on their knees. To their right were Dash and the boy who had turned on Jen. As I swept my eyes left, I took account of the one boy standing beside Celestia’s throne on the right and two more on the left by Luna. Then... Peter, of course. On my left side, Nurse Snow and Spike sat slightly behind me. Twi stood to their left, with the last boy holding his rifle behind her.

…

Wait a minute…

…

Where the fuck is Trix??

I swiveled my head around, but she was nowhere in the room. When I swiveled my head to face Pete again, I caught sight of the stained-glass window to our left. Unlike the one that had been tapped on, this one was starting to glow a blue aura throughout it…

OH SHI-

CRASH!

The tall window exploded in a violent flash of light. Within a second later, shards of glass came flying into the room. None of us had enough time to avoid it, but this wasn’t a typical explosion. Most of the shards were shimmering that blue aura from before, with a similarly colored tail quickly trailing behind them.

Of these shards, most of them curved left toward the thrones. As everybody tensed in a faint attempt to shield themselves, the glowing shards showered over Peter and his goons.

Peter and another boy up near the thrones stumbled in their attempt to avoid the shards, tripping over themselves like a pair of belligerent idiots. However, the shards weren’t violent enough to wipe them all out. Also, some of the shards showered over the rest of us. I felt a few shards scrape my shoulder and left hip, albeit lightly.

It didn’t take long for me and somebody else to realize this was the move. Trix had exploded the glass as a distraction/first strike, so now shit was about to get heated. Within a second, I unholstered my Beretta.

You can tell that it just got really serious, because I forgot to refer to it as my baby.

I pulled it out quickly, attempting to keep my hands steady as I swung it left to face the boy holding Twi up. It didn’t take long to line his stupid face up in its sights. I noticed his gaze shift from the thrones to me, but it was too late.

BANG!

The boy’s left eye exploded in a mist of red. Blood splattered from both the front and back of his head simultaneously.

Gross.

Thankfully, his rifle’s barrel was hanging a bit off-center from Twi, because it had gone off, sending a bullet screaming to the floor. After it ricocheted up and took off for outer space, the boy tipped over. I didn’t have time to watch him as more bangs were erupting from my right side.

Unsure of the chaos ensuing, I ignored it and swept my eyes to meet Peter, who was now quickly pushing himself up to his elbows. His Desert Eagle was still gripped firmly in his right hand. Even though just a few seconds had gone by, I could see blood starting to trickle down his forehead, cheeks, and neck. He didn’t seem to care.

He knew shit was hitting the fan too, so he didn’t bother trying to come to a stand. Instead, he leaned on his left side and swung his head around to face me. Just as quickly, he swung his right hand off the ground to point the Desert Eagle at m-

BANG!

Too late motherfucker! My baby’s sights were already lined up with him. I didn’t take the time to line up a headshot this time—I’d instead fired at his chest.

BANGBANGBANGBANG!

…and I kept firing at his chest, careful not to strike Celestia behind him to his right. More gunshots that weren’t my own sounded off, echoing violently throughout the hall. I kept my focus on Peter as I emptied a seventh or eighth bullet into his chest. He’d dropped his Eagle and slumped over on his back, indicating he was out.

By the time I shifted my attention to the other boys on the throne, they were all already dropped. The gunshots finally stopped, and I realized none of them were moving anymore.

They were dead. All of them.

Even the one standing behind Dash and the girls had been slain. The girls were curled up on the floor, so I wasn’t sure if they were hit or not. I also wasn’t sure who had gotten Dash’s attacker until I noticed the window to our right had also shattered. Behind it was Discord, with a smoking rifle aimed through it.

“Hoooly shit...” I commented.

Discord nodded before using his rifle to sweep away the remaining bits of the window so he could step in.

“Shit! Is everyone okay?!” Twi exclaimed, stepping away from the bleeding boy behind her.

“Looks like it…” Snowheart replied.

How the fuck did we manage that?!

I glanced over at the left window, which Trix was now gazing through. She took a quick peek at everybody in the room before hopping inside. While she walked up to Twi, I turned my attention to the girls. They’d both picked themselves up to their knees again. Despite Jen having a small trail of blood running down her cheek, they both looked fine. As I glared down at them, I met eyes with Jen.

I was about to pull my gun on them, but I demonstrated some self-control and turned back to see what Twi wanted to do. She looked back at me, understanding what I was thinking.

“We’ll tie them up for now,” she suggested.

“Whoa, hang on,” Jen called.

I turned back around to see her standing up, so I promptly walked up to her, set my hands on her shoulders, and shoved her ass back to the ground. She laid back up on her elbows.

“HEY! Relax!” she exclaimed.

The other girl joined, infuriated. “Keep your fucking hands off of her!”

This got me going, seeing as these two bitches were a part of Peter’s little dick squadron literally five minutes ago. Now they wanna act like we’re on some kinda even ground? No fucking way. I raised my baby toward the other girl’s head, which caused her anger to subside pretty quickly.

“No!” Jen cried, grabbing the back of the girl's shirt and pulling her back. “Abby, shut up! Hold on, D’m… uh… D’ma… uhm…”

“D’mitry, you stupid bitch,” I scoffed.

“Right, right. Sorry. D’mitry… please. Just hang on.”

“D’mitry,” Twi called from behind.

I turned back to see her gesturing for me to put my gun away.

“Oh come on!” I retaliated, “They were JUST against us! We can’t just let ‘em free!”

“D’mitry, please. We aren't, okay? I get it, I do... I want to strangle them both myself, but we might need them. You saw what just happened. For now, let's go by the logic: ‘the enemy of my enemy is my friend’, even if it doesn’t hold very strongly right now.”

“Bruhhh. The enemy of my enemy is the Soviet Union, and we’re America. The nazis are done, and now it’s time to stop the spread of communism!”

Twi tilted her head, her face filled with confusion. “Huh?”

Surprisingly, the one girl, Abby, joined in the conversation.

“There’s no way you know jack shit about World War II.”

“Shut your face!” I exclaimed, “fucking communist!”

“Ahem,” Celestia’s voice called from the thrones. “Can we get some help up here?”

We all shifted our attention to the important princesses, who were still leashed to their thrones. Trix, Snowheart, and Dash made their way up to assist them while Twi and I returned to dealing with the communists. She glanced up at me with a look of reassurance on her face.

“D’mitry… we’re gonna tie them up for now. They won’t be a threat anymore—I promise. Just trust me. It’s better to have them alive now anyway, because then we can interrogate them and learn more later. I’ll talk with Celestia and Luna in a minute, but that’s what we’re doing right now. K?”

I huffed, taking a moment to gather myself before putting my baby away.

“Thank you,” she said.

She and the others grabbed some rope Snow had conveniently packed in her saddlebags and tied both of the girls’ hands behind their backs. They weren’t happy about it, but they understood Twi’s logic. After Discord and Twi helped Jen to a stand, I stepped up to her.

“D’mitry…” Twi called.

I leaned in closer and glanced down at her before whispering, “Consider yourself lucky. If you so much as give one of my friends a papercut, I will skin you alive, not once, but twice… somehow. That’s not a threat—it’s a promise. You get me?”

I’d expected her to either retaliate… or quiver with fear. However, she stood still, gazing up at me, her sparkly blue eyes dancing back and forth between mine. She looked calm and collected, as opposed to the angry, retaliatory bitch she just was. It was kinda pissing me off. She was quiet for a second before calmly responding, “I get you.”

I eyed her for a second longer. “Good…”

I backed away from her as the others helped guide Celestia and Luna down from their thrones, away from the bloody corpses of the boys. I overheard Twi talking with Trix and Discord, so I joined them to hear what happened.

Long story short, Trix happened to just slip away when Jen was bossing us into the hallway. When the girl was preoccupied bickering with me, Trix managed to back away out of sight, eventually gunning it out of the castle to set up that little distraction. Everybody applauded her, not literally, causing Discord to cough dramatically to remind us he was apart of it too.

Coincidentally, he had run into Trix galloping out of the castle. She had explained what was happening to him before they came up with their little ambush. We applauded Discord too, not literally, until Twi asked him how the hell he got here so fast. He wasn't stalking us or anything—he'd just used that weird coil thing we saw a couple days ago to roll all the way here, as he could travel very quickly that way, apparently. Because of this, he chose to leave the hospital to come help us.

“Okay…" I said, "...what about Fluttershy? Did she…”

Discord sighed. “She did.”

I was gonna pester him some more, but he burst into tears before I could. Twi and Nurse Snow consoled him as he shriveled up and cried for the next few minutes. In the meantime, it gave me the chance to step away and walk up to Celestia and Luna.

“So… Celestia…” I started.

She met eyes with me and sighed before shutting them. Luna spoke for her.

“What, D’mitry? What do you want?”

“Well… I kinda forgot to ask you during that dream we had about a chainsa-”

“D’mitry,” Celestia interrupted, “I still can’t get you a chainsaw, even with Peter and them gone.”

I huffed. “You’re shitting me. Why not?”

She sighed. “I… we need to conserve our dwindling magic in case s-”

“Wait a minute!” I barged in, “You have enough magic left to go back to Earth and get me a chainsaw?!”

“shit,” she muttered, clearly regretting her mistake of telling me. “Yes, D’mitry. By my predictions, I do. But it’s not happening.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Ye-” she started, until I pulled my gun on her. She was close enough to where the barrel of the gun rested just a foot away from her forehead. First, a look of shock filled her face. Shortly after, a look of anger replaced it. Not just hers, but Luna’s too. She didn’t attempt swiping the gun away, instead glaring back through the sights at me.

My brain finally caught up with me, and I quickly lowered my gun again.

Shit fire. What the fuck am I doing?! Why the fuck did I think that was gonna work?! Fuck…

“Wait, wait, wai-” I started.

“D’mitry!” Celestia growled, “How DARE you! Get on your knees, now!”

Awe shiiiiiiiiiit. I dun fucked up. My ass hurt already, thinking about the spanking that I’d just walked myself into.

“No wait- I’m sorry, Celestia- hold o-”

“NOW!” she demanded.

I reluctantly got on my knees to prevent her from getting angrier, but I continued pleading.

“Wait, Celestia, please! I wasn’t thinking! I'm sorry! It was a simple misunderstanding-it coulda happened to anybody-if you think about it, I already aimed my gun at you when I was shooting the boys-I mean-I know it was just a sweep since I was aiming for them and not you but the barrel passed you already-I mean-just for a se-“

“Shut. up.”

“No, Celestia-please!! Can you not do this in front of everybody? Like, maybe we can do it late-”

“HUSH!”

Combined with her menacing glare, this caused me to finally shut my mouth. She started walking around to my left side. I noticed both of the girls standing up by Dash, now looking down at me curiously.

Great. Even worse. In front of them, too? Fucking hell. I need to learn to use my brain before doing stupid shit like this.

Tell me about it.

Shut up!

“You know the drill,” she stated, standing in position on my left side.

I glanced at her briefly before swallowing my pride and getting on all fours. This was humiliating. Not only that, but it was gonna hurt like a BITCH. I closed my eyes tight, waiting for-

“Peter!”

I opened my eyes again and looked at the already open doors of the throne room, noticing another human boy rushing in before coming to a screeching halt in the doorway. He froze, taking in the entirety of the scene. It’s safe to say that he was pretty stunned, as well as viciously confused about what was happening.

I leaned back to my knees, eyeing Celestia to make sure this didn’t anger her. She was too focused on the boy now. Everypony else raised their guns on him, causing him to drop the rifle he had in his hands. He then hesitantly raised them in the air.

“Step forward,” Celestia ordered the boy. As he slowly stepped forward, she leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Get up. We’ll do this later.”

I had to stop myself from letting out a HUGE sigh of relief. Instead, I nodded and slowly came to a stand, brushing off my knees. I then walked up beside Twi, keeping careful watch of this new intruder. He walked forward until Celestia told him to stop, about ten feet away from us. She ordered him to his knees, but that’s when he started talking back, ignoring her calls for him to shut his mouth.

“Hold on! I have important information!” he claimed.

“What information?” Celestia asked.

“There’s a mob nearby! And they’re headed this way!” he cried.

“A mob?”

“Yes! Dozens of zombie ponies!! We don’t have much time before they’re here!”

I turned around to see Celestia skeptical, but growing worried. She glanced between all of us before asking the boy again, to which he gave vivid details in return. There was a zombie mob coming for us, and by his account, we only had a few minutes at best.

While Dash and Discord used more rope to tie the boy’s hands behind his back, the princesses debated what we could do about this precarious situation. They made note of Trixie’s magic, but even that wouldn’t fully stop an invasion of dozens of hungry zombie ponies. She was just one mare, after all.

I kept an eye on the boy as they talked, making sure he didn’t make any sudden moves. As I did, Celestia turned to face me. She looked me up and down before sighing and telling Twi and Luna, “I’ll be right back.”

She then looked forward, tilted her head, and shut her eyes. Her horn glowed, dimly at first, before sparkling brightly, illuminating anything close to her in a white glow. This bright, magic light continued twinkling in her horn as she sat still.

“What is she doing?” I asked Luna, who sat quietly beside her.

“Not entirely sure.”

“Is she meditating?”

Luna stared back at me, unamused. She shook her head. “No, D’mitry. She’s going to your world. I just don’t know why.”

“Oh, so that’s what it looks like? Why’s she going, though? I thought y’all needed to conserve your magic. Why would sh-”

Before I could finish my sentence, Celestia’s horn’s glow erupted in a blinding light. I closed my eyes, not wanting to see the nuke of a fucking light she was making. After a second, it dimmed quickly, allowing me to look behind partially shielded eyes. I noticed a light surrounding an object on the floor in front of her, that grew dimmer, and dimm…

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No…

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FUCKING

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WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Celestia’s magic light was gone now. She raised her head, opening her eyes to look at me. Below her, in front of her hooves, was… was a… it was…

A CHAINSAW!!! A FUCKIGN CHAINGSAWW SHE GOT ME A CHAINSAW!! I CANT BELEIVE IT! OH M AGOD!

“Would you calm down?” Luna pestered.

I took a moment to catch my now-rapid breaths.

“Holy mother of God! Are you for real, Celestia?!?”

She sighed. “I am, D'mitry… but just know that this isn’t a decision I make lightly, despite how quickly I changed my mind. We need this right now, understand? But you have to use caution.”

In typical princess fashion, Luna began questioning why Celestia did what she did without gaining the approval of her and Twi. This led to a little bit of bickering amongst them, but I was too infatuated by the new chainsaw to pay them any attention.

I instead stepped forward and kneeled beside it, rubbing my hand along its motor. The blades had ‘Husqvarna’ written on the side of the silver metal plate between them. What caught my eye was just how big of a chainsaw she had given me. The blades themselves looked damn near three feet long! Like, holy smokes!

Overwhelmed with anticipation, I quickly picked up the motor and observed the dials and buttons. That’s when I realized I had no clue how to start it. Regardless, I tried. I saw the handle that looked like the thing you pull to start it, so I set the saw on the ground, gripped the handle, and pulled it up over my shoulder.

Nothing.

Maybe I didn’t crank it hard enough? I looked at the saw funny for a second before pulling the handle again, and again… and again… and again… and ag-

“D’mitry,” Celestia interrupted.

“Huh?”

I looked up to see that the princesses had quit their bickering and were watching me now.

“Do you know how to operate this? From what I gathered, it’s gas-powered, if that helps.”

“Yeah yeah. Gimme a sec.”

I continued pulling at the handle again, and again, and again, and aga-

“D’mitry…”

“Hang ON! Fucking thing won’t start! Why’d you get me one that don’t work?”

She sighed. “Be right back.”

As Celestia lit up another nuke of a spell, I turned my back to her and kept pulling the handle. Twi, despite being a smartypants, grew seemingly disinterested and turned her attention back to the others. I overheard her start talking over a plan with them, but I kept glued to the stupid chainsaw that wouldn’t start. As I was cranking, trying to ignore the beam of light from Celestia blasting my back and the marble floor, Luna stepped up beside me.

“You may need to do other things besides just cranking it. I mean... don’t you need to cold-start it?”

“Huh? How do you know about cold-starting?”

She huffed. “I researched it—that’s all. But I’m right, right? It needs to be cold-started?”

“I dunno.”

“Fucks sake.”

I tried to crank it a few more times until Celestia’s nuclear bomb went off behind me. I turned around when the light dimmed down, seeing a smaller object slowly fade from the light. It was a book. Celestia opened her eyes, picked up the book, and hoofed it to me.

“That’s the manual. It should tell you how to start it. I’m pretty sure it’s the right model.”

“How do you know?” I asked, glancing over the cover.

“Same aisle.”

“Aisle?”

“Yeah. I went to Home Depot.”

I chuckled at the thought as I opened the book. The first few pages had loads of text, so I kept flipping, and flipping… glossary, warranty info?, parts, customer service, words… words…

“Where are the fucking pictures?” I complained, flipping pages angrily.

“Really, D’mitry? Just read.”

“No.”

Celestia huffed as I blazed through the pages, looking for pictures. Halfway through, Luna set her hoof on the page I was flipping through to stop me. We both looked to see one image, that didn’t even help us. I was about to start flipping again until she aggressively stopped my hand from doing so. The page she stopped me on looked like it held relevant information, so I started reading as well.

I got about three sentences in too, but I started wondering how powerful the chainsaw would be. Its blades looked SHARP, meaning it could surely cut through bone, right? Can every chainsaw go through bone? How dense is bone compared to wood? I know flesh would probably be easy to get through, but I wondered if bo-

“D’mitry, did you hear me?” Luna asked.

I shook out of my daze and looked up to see her roll her eyes. Before I could answer, she continued.

“Like I said... we do need to cold-start it. I read through, so let me guide you.”

She pulled the manual from me, allowing me to set up with the chainsaw again. Apparently, I had to flip a knob, as well as push a weird, squishy button a few times before I could crank it. This time, when I cranked it, the motor growled to life.

My heart pounded with the thrill of hearing this weapon growl, so after appreciating it for a few seconds, I picked up the chainsaw by its handle. I swung around to face the others, who looked on in awe at my new shiny toy. I smiled big, aggressively revving it a couple times.

RNNNNNNNNN!

RNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!

“Sweet buttered biscuits,” Discord commented, turning to Celestia. “You gave him THAT?! Are you NUTS?!”

Celestia huffed. “I had to. We need to use his insanity to our benefit right now.”

“Hells yeah!” I exclaimed.

She shook her head before turning to me. “I believe you’re the only one who hasn’t heard the proposed plan.”

“Oh, we have a plan? That’s good.”

“Yes. So, as we’ve discussed, we’re going to make a break for it.”

“Make a break for it? How? Did you forget where we are?”

She rolled her eyes. “No, I haven't. I know we’re at a bit of a bottleneck here, but there is still some room on either side of the castle for us to slip past the mob. However, we do need a distraction, so-”

“Roger that! Where do I meet y’all?” I asked.

Celestia’s eyes sunk in annoyance before she continued, “No, D’mitry. Not you. Trixie has offered to be the distraction, since she still has her magic. She’ll be able to hold off the spearhead long enough for us to slip away outside.”

…

I met eyes with Trixie for a second, but before either of us could continue the conversation, a distant banging sounded through the long hall. Everybody turned to look at the doorway, where the open doors allowed the sound to travel in. The mob was here. They were at the front doors, presumably.

“Are y’all serious?” I asked.

“We are…” Celestia answered.

I glanced at Trixie again, who looked... I don’t know…

Confident? Obviously.

Anxious? A little bit of that too…

I didn’t like it. I guess I should finally say… Trix and I were in a relationship way back.

Yeah, they know.

They do?

Well... kinda. Perspective shifted to Trixie a few chapters back.

Oh wow... I didn’t know we could do that. What do they know?

They know that you fucked her.

Uh… okay? That isn’t what I was going for, but yeah. We did fuck… cause we were in a relationship.

Yeah, a relationship. Not just a random booty call. It wasn’t a crazy serious relationship, but it was definitely adventurous. We’d spent nearly three months together, somehow keeping it secret from almost everypony else. While it was challenging, we managed. Many lies, cover-ups, sneaking outs, and more later, we decided to finally cut ties. Neither of us wanted to, but we were close to getting our cover blown. As a slave, that woulda probably ended badly for the both of us.

So, yeah… we were close. My feelings for her must have stuck with me, because I didn’t like hearing this dumbass plan. I turned back to Celestia and stated, “No. I’ll stay back with Trixie.”

“D’mitry, no…” Trix called, walking up to join me and Celestia.

Celestia grew an annoyed expression as the distant banging intensified. She glanced at me briefly before turning and calling out to the others, “Alright, everypony! Follow the plan. You’re up, Twilight. Get them situated.”

“I was going to,” Twi complained, before getting everybody’s attention. She got Discord to watch over the three new hostages as everypony grouped up and followed her to the window Trix had blown open.

Everypony except Trix, Celestia, and Luna. They all stood in front of me.

“D’mitry,” Celestia said, “You’re coming with us.”

“No.”

“You don’t get to say no. You’re coming with us. That’s an order.”

“Don’t care.”

“You are setting yourself up for an even longer spanking. Is that really what you want?”

“No, ma’am. But I don’t want to leave Trixie.”

“D’mitry…” Trix said, stepping up and grabbing my hand with one of her front hooves. “I’ll be fine. Just go with them.”

“No.”

Luna huffed. “Why are you being so combative right now? If you want to test out your new toy, you’ll probably still be able to leaving with us.”

“I jus-… I don’t want to leave her by herself.”

Although Celestia was getting pretty mad now, I noticed her expression soften as she eyed both me and Trix. She grew a curious look to her eye before shaking her head and gesturing Trix away from me.

“D’mitry. She’ll be fine. Let’s go.”

“No. Just go without me.”

“D’mi-”

RNNNNNNN!

I revved the chainsaw, which sounded amazing by the way. I especially liked the loudness, because it overmatched any kinda conversation anybody could ever attempt to have with me. Less appreciative of this was Celestia, who glared at me.

“You little shi-”

RNNNNNNNNNN!

Haha, this is great! Celestia already looked like she was regretting giving me this fantastic new toy. She shook her head and gestured for Luna to leave before turning and side-eying me one last time.

“You are so in for it after this. I hope you know that.”

“I'm sorry, Celestia.”

She eyed Trix before letting out a hefty sigh and leaving to join the others at the window. When she made her way to them, Twi talked with her a good bit before glaring back at me. I just know she woulda thrown me the finger if she was able. After mean-mugging me from the window, she led the others outside. Once they were all out, I met eyes with Trix. She shook her head.

“Just had to be the hero, huh?” she said.

“Mmm… yeah. Can’t let you steal the whole spotlight.”

She rolled her eyes and smirked. “Asshole.”

We both established a quick plan and started walking down the hallway. We’d start by holding our ground at the stairs of the lobby, then make our way back through the castle, until we were back at the thrones. Then… I don’t know. She'd explained it to me, but I forgot already. I guess we’d go from there.

“So…” I said, “I’ve come to realize something.”

“Yeah?”

We continued walking down the hall, the only noise being the distant banging and the nice hum of my chainsaw’s motor.

“Yeah. You were the one stealing my candy bars whenever I slept over.”

“Wow. Took you that long to realize, huh?”

“Well… your story about the rabbits was pretty believable.”

She laughed. “Damn it, D’mitry. You're something else.”

“Yeah yeah, anyway… I want reparations for my stolen candy bars.”

She rolled her eyes and smiled before responding, “Fine. When we make it out of here, I’ll search far and wide to find you some candy bars. Do you remember how many I stole from you?”

“19 bars.”

“No way you fucking counted! You psycho.”

“You’re right. I made it up. I don’t know… maybe around 10? I lost count cause of your kleptomaniac ass.”

“Yeah whatever. If anything, that shoulda been the relationship tax. It’s what couples do, ain’t it?”

“The tax was far too high! Taxation is theft! I'm not paying it, you fed!"

“Oh my god. Whatever. We’ll find you some candy bars later, bonehead.”

“Radical.”

We stopped side-by-side at the top of the stairs. Below, the tall front doors of the castle shook under the weight of the growing mob outside. They held pretty well, given what it sounded like on the other side.

I realized that this was it. The apocalypse in full swing.

It seemed as though our attention had shifted so violently onto other things, like trekking all the way here, or fighting the dumbass humans Celestia and Luna brought in. However, now was the time the true enemy showed its true colors. Any second now, we’d be granted the sight of many, many sickly zombie ponies.

My heart sped up. Hopefully it wouldn’t be any more chaotic than what we were expecting. Trix and I turned to face one another.

“You ready?” I asked.

“Ready.”