"Is this necessary Sweetie Bell? Why this big getup anyway?"
"It’s just a PR commercial Scootaloo. Nothing more"
Scootaloo sighted and continued to complain as nothing happened.
"I don’t know … I just feel like we are lying towards every single pony that are not affected by this celestial war. Celestia damn her for even mentioning a petion for saving all population within the celest forsaken border of ours."
"You know we have talked about those things with AB, you know. We agreed that we should do this, because, if we did not do it, history will eventually repeat itself."
"History could buck me to the moon! Heck, even to the sun if I care! I did not ask for any of this to happen in the first place!"
"Calm down, Scoot. You know as well as I do that we will save many lives making underground stables around Equestria."
"Yes, we do save lives. But what for what costs?"
Sweetie Bell cut her off before she could say anything more.
"This is not the time, nor the place to argue about this, Scoot! We have an agreement, and we need to follow that" she stumped her hoof to make a point in a hush tune.
Before Scootaloo could retort to Sweetie, she got interrupted by the manager. The manager had a clipboard with her mentioning time, date and the scrip to the commerical. The mare in question had the kind of look.
"Miss Scootaloo, you have five to get to the stage!" she yelled and motioned to Scootaloo to follow her to the filmstudio.
"Ok, I’m coming!" she yelled before whispering to Sweetie Bell, "This conversation is not over, you hear me Sweetie." before she followed the manager to the stage where they had set up a TV camera, a fake kitchen and actors from her home town. Surprisingly, the TV commercial industry had chosen the Cake family to be the protagonist in this commercial. Not that Scootaloo minded of course.
The kitchen reminded her of back home, before the war started. Before everything went full discord. Heck, she even suspected Discord to be responsible for this mess. She only needed proof of the abnormal creature doing something that lead towards this war. The Cake family waved towards her in a friendly matter. The sour eyes told of a different story then their smiles on their faces. Guess the war toll is effecting everypony with sleep deprive. Not that Scootaloo minded that. The resents alarm tests that where sounding everywhere at regular basis just amplify the needs to building stables at rapid rate.
She even heard from Apple Bloom that she brought the farm off her sister to build a stable there to save her and everyone around Ponyville. Sweetie was right. The work she and the other Cutie Mark Crusaders did by building the stables at every single town will save a lot of life.
The Cakes, as contracted and by free will had their twins with them for this commercial. Scootaloo felt sorry for them since everything they knew about this world was war. Heck, she even got reminded of the mayhem she and the others in CMC caused before they reached marehood. The Cakes even had a Mr. Handy robot with them for this commercial. Handy was, pun intended, very handy for any household that could afford their own robots. Although most production right now are going straight for the military version Mr. Gutsy. That said, the few that have Mr. Handy around, where either war heroes or elderly that where not fit to handle themselves.
"Ok, everypony ready?" asked the director ushering with his hoof that he was in a hurry. The crew of five, manager included, and spectators with Sweetie Bell well hidden away the sea of ponies suddenly went silence. The Cakes’ went to their designated area, as requested.
"Commercial for stables with StableTech at 6 to 7 pm starts now. Scene 1 to 5. Time is 2 pm West Equestrian Timezone." the manager said in rapid session. The black and white cutline where snapped and she continued "Action!"
"In five." the director waved his hoof.
Scootaloo sighted. This was her last commercial appearance before she would be moved to a more directional office. She knew once this was over, her life as just an PR manager for StableTech ended and her more 'lucrative' job would begin. She just waited for the go ahead signal to do so.
"Four"
Is her bowtie to strict? It felt strict. It felt like she where slowly suffocated by her bowtie. She loosened her bowtie a little. Nopony would notice anyway why her bowtie would be slack. Scootaloo had this feeling of dread before, first time she did this. It came more normal after a while as she felt more competent in marketing. But this was the first time she have felt this after a decades of marketing and PR meetings.
"Three"
The last whispers went silence. Everypony on set understood the meaning of this commercial. This was the last hope for anyone for intelligent life to prosper if the megaspell hits. The last hope for ponies, griffins, manticore, zebras, dragoons, well everyone.
The directors hoof where like the paratroopers that exited the ziplines by jumping down into the abyss of fire, death and destruction that waited them. Or like the missile troops that were scattered around near the border to fire at anything that came close to their position. Or like the pony that got the order to fire the megaspells that would desolate the world as all sapience knew it.
The last preparation before the stables where open for business. The last ditch to save what left. The last hope for a better future.
Because war, war never change.
The director motioned to the actors, camera pony and microphone holder that this commercial has begun.
"Our Equestrian way of life. Isn’t it great. Love, friendship, cupcakes and muffins. Seems perfect. But what if it’s not?
Friends, your future may not be as secure as you think. Where would you be when the megaspell hits? Right now, you can secure your families future by reserving a spot in a state of the art stables from StableTech®, today!
That’s right Mr Cake! Act now and you and your family can wait out the horros of megaspell devastation. And Miss Cake, you will have everything you need in your modern-day home and it’s attractive! And Pumpkin, you might meet your special somepony as you would on the surface. And in a few short years, you and your special somepony will repopulate our great country. And you Pound, you have lots of kids to play with!
Reserve your family spot in the state of the art stables today! Sign up now and prepare for the future!"
Author's Note
Any help with finding the notable for the stables will be appriciated
