Stormy and I were on our way to the latest way we were going to try to make bits, experimentation, not smart, or safe, but it sure payed well. We weren't hustlers or anything, we just needed it to keep throwing our parties, the crowds might have stopped laughing as often, but thats why we threw parties in the first place. It was getting hard to throw them though, Eqeustria would never admit it, but on top of the tension between the zebra nation and Eqeustria, we were going through what my economics teacher called a "depression", man he'd be proud I remembered that.

As stormy and I walked, we talked about a bunch of stuff that I've forgotten at this point honestly, but it probably wasn't important anyways. So after a good bit of time, we reached our destination, and it was not what I'd expected. The address we'd been given was being used for a festival, except, it wasn't about any season or pony, it was for technology. They probably should've put some tarps over the gadgets in case it rained, but at least it looked cool.

A pegasus with a pair of glasses taped in the middle and a lab coat stained with something blue, but also somehow frosted in places came over. "Welcome, are you Bluestone and Stormy?" We said yes and he continued on, "Excellent, now the letter said to come here because, well, there are enough stories with spies for you to figure it out. So, I will be leading you to the actual destination if you'll just follow me."

The stallion started walking away before we responded and so instead we just followed, as we followed him we saw a few soon to be great inventions. We saw the latest prototype for the terminals, a mess of wires that was supposed to be the next variation of pip bucks, I think at least. After we left the festival we walked along a small cliff until it sloped down to the ground that it was previously towering over, and thats when we turned around and saw it, concealed by the cliff on the edge of town, and not visible from above since it was built into the cliff, the tan pegasus's previous statement about spies suddenly seemed a lot more ominous.

the building itself was about three stories tall, had no windows on the bottom floor, and had excessive windows on the third. As we came closer, we could see more than the side that obtruded from the cliff, and realized that it was really a massive building. The one door we could see was made out of heavy steal and didn't look like it could be opened. But when we actually reached it the stallion didn't seem concerned at all, instead he placed his hoof against a spot on the wall indiscernible from the rest and a muffled buzz sounded from inside the building.

The huge doors slid open, revealing a white hall way that looked like an office reception area, except it had what appeared to be a fax machine in the corner, and there was a a terminal in the wall that had the layout of a video games options menu.

The receptionist merrily greeted us with a "Hello! Its a pleasure to meet you, I'm merin-grad, this'll seem odd at first but I'm going to have to ask you to scan your face in the fax machine." The looks on our faces must have been priceless because she laughed and said, "See I told you it would sound weird."

Even though we were skeptical we scanned our faces with the fax machine, with each scan the terminal screen said, 'processing.... Downloading.... Scan complete! Scan uploaded to data base!' and then reverted to its original state. After Storm and I had scanned our faces the receptionist said, "wonderful, now any time you need to leave, you just have to do that and you'll be home free!"

After the confusing whatever tat was we continued on into the building, once we had exited the receptionist area the interior had become that of a hospital mixed with a school, some doors looking exactly like that of an operating room, and others looking like if you stepped through them teachers would be yelling at you for being late. The strangest were the heavy metal doors interspersed throughout the halls. We didn't enter any of those rooms, the room we did enter however, was amazing.

The walls were white, terminals painted to match, two elevated areas, and the railings were even made of glass. On one elevated area, there were a bunch of terminals and scientific instruments I couldn't hope to figure out, and on the other stood two cylindrical pods with wires coming out of every crevice. The room itself however, was very cold, and the pods edited a sort of steam that was cold instead of hot, so when we were offered blue and yellow barding, we gladly put them on, we were so glad we didn't even ask why it felt like there were meal plates sewn into it.

after we'd gotten into the uniforms of sorts, the stallion who'd led us here told us the truth, "I'm not the one who sent tat letter, Applejack did. And before you start asking questions, lets let applejack have a chance to explain." He nodded at a mare sitting behind a terminal near the back of the room and she levitated over a recording device, the stallion activated it.

Applejack's voice started playing through the speakers "Now, I don't like being lied to, so ah won't lie to ya either. The truth a' why y'all are here is that Eqeustria might be close to something bad, something very bad. The barding ah've given ya' is to protect you if Eqeustria turns out worse than ah' think it will, but thats probably not gonna happen." Applejack pauses for a short time, "You are going to be frozen, and your going to be frozen until we're able ta' have zebras in the same towns as ponies. The reason YOU of all ponies are being frozen, is simple. Your good ponies, and if Eqeustria turns for the worse, I need ya to remember that. You might be our only hope."

The recording ends and I look at the pods again, this time knowing what they're meant to do. "I'll do it."

My sister looks at me grimly, "are you serious?" I simply nod, "Well now I have to do it. Can't leave you alone wherever you end up." I smile, she always has my back no matter what.

As we enter the pods I look at the stallions name tag, 'Dr. Harrington', then the mare's 'Dr. Amethyst'. He starts talking again, "now, all you have to do is relax, and let the machine do its work." The pods door closes with a hiss, and the machine starts its procedure.

a feminine AI says, "Vitals, level. Hatches, secured. stasis in, five, four, three, two, one................"

Author's Note

this is based on how your put in cryogenic stasis for fallout four, and I hadn't heard of anyone covering it yet, also, if you plan to read this aloud, Applejack is supposed to be grim, in fact everyones supposed to be grim after the recording plays, the scientists as soon as they enter the building. also, if you find grammatical errors, please tell me, I struggle with them sometimes. sorry :/