The demonstration

Assistance

Charpter 1 – The demonstration

“Come on. Cooome ooon!”

You impatiently stare at the screen of your red device, waiting eagerly for your magicball to catch the lv 45 shiny Ponytu you so deeply want for your collection. Suddenly with a loud crash, two huge doors open violently, the force nearly destroys the metal hinges supporting the wooden doors. You cringe and sigh as the ponymon escapes your magicball and you put your Nitodendo SD on to the armrest of your makeshift throne. You look towards the creature standing at the entrance of your throne room, clearly looking angry for some reason, but it is hard to make out the facial expressions of said creature, since you are still a bit sleepy and you haven’t had your morning coffee yet.

You grab your cup of coffee and slowly empty it as the quadruped pony angrily storms into the room, her, you must admit quite majestic mane, flowing in a non-existent breeze. ’Cause magic. Something out of a bloddy damn childrens-book or freaking Harry Potter. After all these years you are still not sure whether this planet full of talking colourful marshmallow ponies is reality or whether you are in a deep coma, likely spasming around somewhere in an alley with foam dripping from your mouth. But you put these thoughts aside and prepare your ears for the incoming verbal assault.

“King Joseph!”

Princes Celestia yells, whilst looking upwards to the human sitting on his makeshift throne consisting of a TV-chair and several boxes of carton. The bipedal creature on the throne yawns and stretches his arms and legs as he looks down at the white alicorn. Her coat seems darker today and her facial expression is sour.

“Pray tell me WHY you did not respond to my letters, even though my kingdom is at WAR with two highly armed countries?!”

Her voice halls trough the throne room and you rub your eyes while you can feel your migraine slowly creeping up towards your temples again. These ponies always find a way to make your head hurt. Especially this whole magic bullshit. Even though it helps your little kingdom to thrive immensely, the fact that mini horses with horns and wings magic’ stuff around still rapes your brain on a daily basis. You groan and rub your temples as the impatient princess below you waits for an answer. Her coat and mane are unkempt, and her tail is not as shiny as it used to be. This day is clearly not one of her rare days off. You cough, and you give her a smile as you stand up and walk down towards her.

“Why hello, my little princess. Why the sour face and tone? Do you have something on your mind, dear?”

You try to pull a serious face but as you notice no reaction from the pissed princess besides her left eye lid twitching slightly, you laugh and smack your left knee.

“I’m sorry. I am merely jesting as how your sister would say it. And I haven’t replied to your letters because I have no fucking magical dragon to reply your letters like your purple-smart pony has, remember? So, pray tell me what’s going on and why you interrupt my morning routines? Is everything stable over there in Pony-land or what?”

As you look down towards the princess you wait for an answer. She looks with a stoic expression towards your card box throne and then towards you.

“S-stable?” She whispers. “Are you even serious for one second Joseph?! We are at war with the Griffon Empire and the Minotaurs and their armies invaded almost one third of our territory! Our troops are retreating more and more each day, and our military strength is at a crippling state! We need your assistance at once!

“At once, huh?”

You eye her for a while and you can’t help but yawn again, after taking a sip from your coffee.

“Assistance you say? But I already helped you with the changeling incident at Candencys wedding last month.”

“Cadance. Her name is Cadance, Joseph”.

“Ah yes. Cadance. I’m sorry.”

“Anyways. As I said, our relationship with the Equestrian government is quite one-sided. You and your sister only come to me when you want something. I don’t even hear a: “Hey Joseph, how are you on this fine day, mate? Or Hey Joseph, you wanna go to the cinema and check out the new Spider-Mane movie?””

“The only thing I hear is “Help me here Joseph. Help me there Joseph. My Kingdom is getting attacked… Yadda Yadda…””

“Joseph…” She sighs in desperation. “I know I, my Sister and our whole Kingdom already owe you a lot. B-But we need just a little help for your military. M-Maybe just a dozen of your so-called P-90 Weapons. After we have dealt with this issue, we will repay you immediately. I promise!”

Celestia sweats a little and hopes for the goodwill of this strange new King. Six months ago, he was just a lost soul and confused after he suddenly appeared in this world so distant and different from his own. But now, after just after half a year, the sun-goddess stands there, in his throne room, asking for his help so her own kingdom will not perish under the influence of her foes.

“Celestia. I’m sorry but I must inform you that we have stopped the production of said weapon. It is simply old technology and not sufficient anymore. We decided to…”

“NOT SUFFICIENT?!!”

The human cringes again and rubs his temples. Celestia immediately lowers her volume as she noticed her mistake.

“But we were able to push back all changelings with just six of these weapons, Joseph! Just six against 250 Changelings. This weapon is nothing close to insufficient.”

The human yawns again and strolls around his unfurnished and improvised throne room.

“Yes, that’s true. But as I said, I decided that it is not sufficient anymore. It is merely a crude toy by today’s standards, dear. I’m sorry. I really am.”

Celestia just stands there staring at the human in disbelief. She will get no help. First Zebrica, then the dragons and now the only Human known to this planet and his kingdom. Her legs shake slightly as she realizes that this might be the end and that she probably needs to consider surrender and accept whatever horrible terms of surrender the griffons and minotaurs put on her already heavily damaged country.

“I… I see…”

“But…”, the human continues:” I can’t let down cute ponies princesses asking for my help,
now can I?”

The princess blushes a bit, Joseph smirks and then laughs while smacking his knee.

“Gosh, you are quite something Sun-Butt. Now come here so I can show you something.”

The human sits on a couch, which is faced towards a big array of windows which allow observers to admire the vast distance of the Badlands in which the human’s country can be found. The Princess sits next to the human and waits patiently, trying to put on her best behaviour so her chances of getting help increases just oh so slightly. The human nods and smiles. He then takes a rectangular device from his pocket, presses a button on its screen and then speaks into it.

“Oppenhooves. I need you here in the throne room. I have a guest over and I want to show her what we came up with since we met last time.”

The human puts the device back into his pocket, turns to his guest and pulls out two cups and a steaming pot.

“Tea? Some birdy told me you like Earl-Grey with two sugar cubes.”

The princess simply nods and waits patiently as he puts two sugar cubes into both cups and oh so slowly fills both cups to the top. Sweat pearls down the Princesses neck as she stares at the cups being filled. To her, it feels like hours until they are full.

With a loud thud the doors open again and a grey coated earth-pony stallion with brown mane trots into the room with a device in his left hoof.

“You requested my presence King Joseph?”

“Ahh, you are here, splendid. And yes. I simply wanted to show my guest our newest accomplishments. Do you have the goggles here?”

The princess eyes the human and his scientist curiously as the stallion hands two pairs of goggles towards her and his King. The human and his scientist both immediately put their goggles on and Oppenhooves hoofs a device with a red button in his hoof towards his King.

“Now Princess. I want you to put up a shield right in front of my Castle. About 50 Meters high and 200 Meters wide. Can you do that for me?”

“Why would I need to put up a Shield there?”

“Do you want my assistance in your little crisis back in pony land now or not?”

The human eyes his guest sternly while stirring his tea with his spoon without making any sounds. He waits a few seconds. When he gets no immediate answer, he simply sips on his tea and waits. A few more seconds pass.

“Very well.”

The Princesses horn shines in a golden hue and a golden but transparent magic shield appears in front of the castle.

“Thank you. Now Oppenhooves, to which device are we connected right now? Our newest creation I hope?

“Yes. The remote is connected with our 10 Kiloton device called “dawn”, Sir. It is located 3 Kilometers away from the Castle, Sir. But once again, considering the yield the relatively close distance we should reconsider…”

You quickly interrupt him with a raised hand.

“Thanks for your service. You can remain here Oppenhooves.”

Your assistant and top scientist nods and you hand over the device in Celestia’s right hoof. The princess curiously takes off the protective plastic cap over the button. After a friendly reminder, the princess puts on her googles and then, once again, eyes the red button with care. She looks up towards the shield she casted in front of the castle, protecting it from whatever might appear or happen when the red button is pressed.

“What is this “Kiloton” your scientist mentioned?”

Your scientist and assistant steps up.

“The Kiloton is a unit that describes the yield in our devices, Mam. I shall not bore you with any details on how we calculate it, Mam.”

The human nods after his assistant explained it vaguely and then takes another sip of his tea.

“Now Celestia. How about you press our little red button right here?”

She slowly and gently puts her white hoof on the button and swallows empty. Several weeks of war with the griffons and minotaur’s flash by her eyes as she closes them. Everything just over a silly incident including her, accidently slipping on a freshly cleaned marble floor and smashing a cake right into the griffon emperor’s face in front all his citizens. The minotaur’s did not think about it for a second when the emperor promised them 10 tons of gold if they helped them invading Equestria. Everything just because of a damn cake. And Celestia could not even enjoy one single slice of said cake, or any other cake since that incident. Anger swells up inside her and she quickly glances towards the human on her right side who simply stares into the depths of the wastelands while sipping on his tea and munching a cracker. With determination she presses her hoof firmly against the button and turns her gaze towards the far distance in front of her.

It feels like the princesses’ sun just tripled its intensity and shines with all its might into the pupils of her eyes. She closes her eyes in pain but opens them quickly again. A huge fireball appeared about 3 kilometers down the wasteland, which quickly grows bigger and bigger. Distant palm trees instantly ignite from the thermal radiation and snap in half like tooth-pricks as the shockwave reaches them. The princess gawks in awe at what this insane human and his scientists developed, while a huge burning mushroom cloud soars into the blue sky. The only sound heard in the throne room is the human sipping his tea while the shockwave travels closer and closer to the observers sitting behind the shield and the castle windows.

Celestia’s pulse increases and she is even able to hear her own heartbeat. A sound she heard only about a thousand years ago when she had to battle her own sister. This thought and the fact that the shockwave impacts her shield, cracking it heavily and ultimately destroying, it while the shockwave fills the throne room with an ear-piercing thunder, sends chills down her spine. The human sitting next to her winces in pain and rubs his ears, while putting down his cup on the saucer and taking off his googles. He has a huge grin on his face as he stares at the magical barrier that took most of the shockwaves impact but in the end broke due to the immense forces. The huge plexiglass windows, behind which the humans and the alicorn sit, wobble back and forth heavily, almost breaking due to the sudden change in air pressure.

“Gosh! What a sound! I’m damn impressed Oppenhooves! Fuck Yeaa!”

The human starts to laugh very intensely. His laugh could be mistaken with a maniac’s, locked deep down in a psychic clinic, if he had not chocked on his cracker and would not be getting pats on his back by his assistant, so he won’t choke to his death.

The princess gulps once again and stares down the now even more barren waste land. She could not imagine the harsh desert looking any more lifeless than it already was just a minute ago…

Author's Note

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