Fallout Equestria - For a Sparkle Cola

Fallout Equestria - For a Sparkle Cola

Chapter 6 - Queen of the Kandy Kingdom

The very quick, and quiet, trot in the tunnels ended with the group inside of what looked like a large room with a few cells that looked like they were made out of Peppermint sticks. The pegasus ghoul that was leading them gave them a small smile as they walked past it, and the door opened to see about fifteen other ponies. Most of them were dressed in either ancient pony armor, or really well made reproductions of ancient pony armor. The ghouls that were there didn’t seem to be threatening, but they had their eyes on them.

“Raindrop,” one of them said, “What’s with bringing in the smooth coats?”

She looked at the one talking, “They’re here to help, they said that it’s safe outside.”

One of the others gave a short laugh, “Sure it is,” the raspy female voice said, “There ain’t a soul out there that will shoot one of us because we look so normal.”

Poetic looked at the one talking, “You gonna believe that?” he asked, “I’m right here, proof that not all of them do.”

“Whatever Jerky Turkey,” the raspy female voice said, “You’re selling your own kind out for some smooth coats.”

Poetic looked at the female and rolled his eyes, “I’m not selling anypony out,” he said, “It just so happens that I’ve been out in the wastes. Not all of them are bad. Sure, there’s idiots, but there’s always been idiots.”

With that they followed their guide through the doors, and into a room that had something glowing at the other end. She walked toward them, her top hat and magicians jacket looked practically new. There was a sort of spring to her step as she appeared, and Smalls noticed that there was a green jewel floating before her. She looked into it, and then she looked at them.

“Welcome to Kandy Kingdom,” she said, “I’m the Amazing Azure Blaze,” she said, “Showpony extraordinar. Entertainer of foals, charmer of stallions, seducer of mares, and one of the greatest acts that never made it to Las Pegasus.”

Smalls gave her a smile, “Hi,” he said, “I’m Smalls, these are my friends, and we wanted to know if you needed any help.”

She grinned, “Straight to the point,” she said, “I like that. Well Smalls there is something.”

She neared him, and he could hear the clicking of the radiation meter from his Pipbuck. She put a foreleg around him, “My friends and I really want, truly want, to be left alone.”

She stopped, “We want everypony to stay out of the Kandy Kingdom, and we want everypony to leave us alone. At least until I hear from Sweetstuff.”

He looked at her, “Who was Sweetstuff?”

She smiled, “This wonderful little pegasus mare that worked in Hangin’ Pony Corral,” she said, “She was supposed to come back, but I stopped hearing from her.”

Smalls looked at her, “Ummm, here,” he said as he selected the audio file they found, “We might have found her.”

Azure Blaze listened and her eyes widened, “Sweet?” she asked, and then she closed her eyes, “Oh, no, no.”

She wept, “She died, alone, and she lost herself to it.”

She looked at him, “Some of the ponies here have been getting bad too,” she said, “It’s been taking more and more of them. I’m afraid that eventually it’s going to take all of us.”

Poetic looked at her, “You’re not wrong,” he said, “Ghouls usually go mad after a while. There are a few of us that has made it this long, and that somehow hung onto our sanity, but it’s a struggle everyday. Eventually we know that there’s a chance we’ll finally snap.”

She looked at him, “What caused her to snap?”

He sighed, “Being alone,” he said, “It’s worse when you’re alone. You have to be really dedicated to something in order to remain sane.”

She studied him for a moment, “We are not alone, and yet some have been slipping,” she said, “I take it that even with others there is a potential that we can fall into insanity.”

Poetic nodded, “There is, but it doesn’t have to be that way,” he said, “There’s ponies like Smalls here. He doesn’t want to hurt any ghoul, not even ferals, and honestly having some ponies like them amongst all of you could help stave off the insanity even longer.”

She looked at him, and then nodded, “Perhaps,” she said, “If we were to open our home, we would want those who are strong enough to help us to be here with us.”

Poetic nodded, understanding what she was meaning. The strength that ponies would need here wasn’t just physical. The ponies would need to be emotionally strong. They would potentially become close with the ghouls, develop friendships, and eventually that ghoul might turn on them. It wouldn’t be intentional, but instead it would simply be the final nail in a very old coffin. Of the groups that were in the park he could only think of two of them that would be the kind of strong they needed.

The Reapers were physically, and emotionally, strong. It was even likely that they wouldn’t push the ghouls around. What he had seen of them he was certain that they would treat the ghouls like normal ponies. They might mess with them, simply because that was their way, but they wouldn’t attempt to run over them. The other was the Society. They seemed to be emotionally strong enough, and while their physical strength wasn’t much more than anypony else they did have the firepower to back themselves up.

Smalls looked at her and nodded, “Umm, I think that there’s a group of ponies that would do good here,” he said, “and I think that they would at least attempt to get along with all of you.”

She nodded, “Very well, send them, and we will admit them,” she said, “Perhaps this is the chance we need to become something more, to reenter a world that we’ve been apart from for so long.”

She led Smalls toward an elevator, and there they rode it down to the bottom floor. They would need to tell the Reapers, and for that he needed to head back. They left, heading toward the main entrance of the park when his Pipbuck began making strange sounds. He adjusted it, and the sound of an emergency beacon began going off. It was followed by an emergency message.

“This is a Stable-Tec Emergency Broadcast, please stand by for the Emergency Message…. Hello? My name is Blue Bell. I’m a security worker in the Lunar Stable. If you can hear this then please help! The Elites have gone mad with power! Please, please help us!”

He looked at his Pipbuck, studied the map on it, and realized that the signal was exceptionally strong. It was strong enough that the transmitter couldn’t be that far away. He looked toward the one area where it could potentially be, and saw the Lunar Zone. The space themed park had been created around Princess Luna, her picture and likeness was plastered all over it, and as they walked toward it he noticed a statue of Princess Luna standing before the entrance of the park. He walked toward it, and the statue’s eyes began to glow.

“Welcome to Lunar Park!” the voice of what he assumed was Princess Luna cried out, “Inside you will find the most advanced technology designed around space travel, planet colonization, and the attempts to move past the very limits of our world. Here, we have the very technology to tame the stars themselves!”