The Conversion Bureau: The Human Liberation Front.

I stared out of my bedroom window that viewed over Ponyville town square. It was a pleasing sight if I was honest, a rich blue sky with clouds expertly crafted by weather-ponies presented itself over Ponyville, lush green plants adorning the winding pathways that lined Ponyville streets colored the otherwise dull pavement, the clean and rubbish free playground that sat in the center of all of it just topped it off with laughing and playing foals prancing around the small multicolored buildings. It was nice, but then there were the underlying details.

On the path corner was a stallion dressed in military attire demanding passing ponies to sign up for the war; plastered on walls were posters that kept Ponyville updated on the current events of the war while also demanding their assistance in it. And of course, the ‘Newfoals’. The Newfoals were the product of Twilight Sparkle, Celestia’s student prodigy. She decided that the war was too good for the opposing side, and in the name of ‘Harmony’ created a serum that turned them into ponies. Mindless suckers that were incapable of anger, it didn’t take long for ponies to take advantage of them. Now they just stand around in packs, not talking, just smiling and staring.

Now of course, what kind of horrendous thing must have the opposing side done to make us go to war with them, and forcibly change them into ponies? Nothing. They were just minding their own business fighting their own wars, and we just showed up, demanded their servitude, and went to war. Just like that. And with who? Humans. For years I demanded to be taken seriously that humans were real, and just when it came out I was right, the princesses went to war with them. Like what in Tartarus are they thinking?

The ‘reason’ if you could call it one for going to war with them, is because they fought a lot. Just because some of them don’t see eye to eye, Celestia and Luna decided to turn them into ponies in the name of harmony. What a bunch of horse-dung. It’s a bit ironic though. Killing off an entire species in the name of harmony, an oxymoron if there ever was one. And it’s not like ponies are sticking up for the humans, everypony just assumed that all of them were ruthless killing machines. Didn’t anypony learn from that Zecora incident?

‘I just can’t believe it.’ “Lyra?” Rang out a voice from downstairs rippling through the deafening silence.

“Yes, Bon-Bon?” I quickly called out sweetly tearing myself away from my window.

“I’ll be making lunch soon, be ready okay?”

“Uh, okay Bonny, I’ll be down in a bit!” Assuming that was the end of that, I moved my attention to my cluttered desk. One might say it was a ‘Horrendous Heap of Junk’ (Curtsy of Bon-Bon) but I preferred to call it ‘Organised Chaos’, sure it was messy, but I knew where everything was.

As I viewed my desk, something stuck out on it. Such as multiple newspaper clippings and posters documenting the war against the humans, and it wasn’t because I wanted to know if we were winning, but I wanted to know if the humans were winning. I guess you could call me a human sympathizer. I know that there are some ponies out there who are like me, see the humans for who they actually are, but if they were found out they would be ostracized, beaten, sometimes jailed, and if they stood by it, they just… disappeared.

The largest poster I had was the deceleration of war poster. It was just a large photo of the princesses and some generals smiling with ‘We need you to stop the humans’ underneath in all caps. It was a sad sight to see. Twilight Sparkle, the one who made the serum, was a part of the princesses, one of the main 4 that commanded over Equestria, or at least 3 and Cadence ruled over the Crystal Empire. Four princesses; Twilight Sparkle, Celestia, Luna and Cadence. All of them with their own backstories.

Celestia and Luna are just a part of the main empire, most notable, Canterlot, with Cadence ruling over the Crystal Empire with her husband, Shining Armour. Lastly, Twilight Sparkle, the one with the biggest resume out of all of them: Magical genius, hero of Equestria, and one of the Element of Harmony making her one of the Main 6. Its almost sickening that someone who is a part of something designed to be harmonious, is helping with genocide. Not to mention the other 5 who are in some cases even worse than her.

Twilight may be Celestia’s protege, but she isn’t strong. Applejack and Rainbow Dash are more of the heavy lifters of the group. Applejack is a part of the Apple Clan, largest apple farm in Equestria and is the Element of Honesty. Rainbow Dash, a know-it-all egotistical idiot who was the second Pegasus to ever create a sonic rainboom; not to mention she is the Element of Loyalty. Next is Rarity and Pinkie Pie. Rarity is a dressmaker whose charisma is through the roof, not to mention she has the looks to back her up; she is the Element of Generosity. Pinkie Pie is possibly one of the greatest bakers to have ever lived and is skilled in breaking the fourth wall; she is the Element of Laughter.

And finally, Fluttershy. Fluttershy is a vet who is kind, helpful and… well. She’s cute, I guess. Still, she is the Element of Kindness, and she ticks me off the most. All the other ‘Element of Harmony’ can be waved as cruel, but Fluttershy’s entire purpose is to be kind. How could you be kind if you are okay with genocide? With war? With the Conversion Bureau? All of them can rot in Tartous for all I care, they deserve it for being sins against everything ‘Harmony’ stood for. It’s just disgusting.

“Lyra! Hello, Equis to Lyra?” THUD, THUD, THUD. A loud knocking sound pushed me out of my deep-thinking state and made me jump.

“Oh, yeah, Bon-Bon, what is it?”

“Why is this door locked?”

“Why are you trying to be my mom?”

“Oh just… just get into town, I forgot some ingredients for lunch!”

“Can’t you Bonny, I’m busy?”

“Do I need to remind you, you're behind on this months rent again?”

“OKAY, I’m coming, stop playing dirty like that.” I jumped out of my seat and down the stairs grumbling of the way.

“The list is on the table, just come back soon okay?”

“Yes Bon-Bon.”

Snatching the list of the table with my magic, I exited my roommates house into a sunny colt-de-sack pushing onward down the winding road into the town square by my roommates’ house. Doing a quick overlook of the list, I needed asparagus, coleslaw and some apples from sweet apple acres, home to Applejack… I don’t like her, but I need to buy from her. Damn monopoly, at least humans have laws in place for stuff like that, but not us. Nevertheless, I pressed onward towards the apple family orchard.

As I trudged onward through town, I noticed more activity and talk about the war than usual. An update? Altering my route towards the Ponyville post-office, I quite literally bumped into a clumsy cross-eyed mare named Ditzy Doo, more commonly known by her cruel nickname; Derpy.

“Hiya, Lyra, do you need some mail?” Finding it hard to concentrate on one eye as they swiveled around in her head, I opted to stare at the horizon.

“Oh no, Der- I mean Ditzy, I was just heading to the post office. Anymore news about the war?” The effect was immediate as her face darkened a little while scrunching up her muzzle.

“Oh, yeah, here.” Ditzy pushed a rolled-up poster in my magic and flew off utilizing her wings.

Looking in confusion, I opened up the poster in my magic to see the words I did not want to read: ‘Australia falls due to Celestia’s mighty rule! Indonesia is next!’ Underneath the cursed words was a picture depicting Canberra but ruined. Giant plumes of smoke raised itself above the ash-ridden city with thousands of Newfoals standing around with a blank stare, smiling like nothing was wrong. And to top it off, the main 6 stood there wearing there ‘Elements of Harmony’ attire, smiling. I felt sick to my stomach but plastered a smile on my muzzle to avoid suspicion of being a human sympathizer. Calmly rolling it back up, I put it in my saddlebags I grabbed on my way out of the house for future reference.

Just as I left Ponyville to go to the orchard, my ears picked up. I could hear somepony humming a jaunty tune. With my interest piqued, I moved off the path towards the compelling noise. Pushing my way through some bushes, I saw her; Fluttershy, the one I hate most. She seemed to be having a picnic, but I couldn’t care, no. I just wanted to go up to her and yell about how many lives have been killed because of her, that flank-hole. Out of the blue, my legs found a mind of themselves and I began to walk towards her, subtly, but quickly.

“Oh, hey Lyra, are you here for a picnic with me and Big Mac?” Fluttershy had turned around halting my advance to a halt.

“What, wait, Big Mac?”

“Yes?” Came a strong but calm voice from behind me. A little thing to know about Fluttershy, she has a boyfriend that is built (As the humans would say it) like a tank.

“Oh, I hey, guys!” I said with a forced smile.

“Is she here for the picnic?” Big Mac said innocently.

“I think so, can you come along Lyra, only if you want to that is.”

“No, I’ll come along.” By this time, I was sweating, I wanted to yell at Fluttershy, but with Big Mac within bucking distance of me it would be suicide.

My want to yell at Fluttershy fought tooth and nail with my urge of self-preservation as this unlikely trio walked to the picnic spot. How did I get myself into this situation? Soon we crossed a bridge over a stream to a sunny hill where a simple red and white checked cloth took up a small portion of the green grass. Sitting down, Fluttershy made casual talk with us as I complied, but under strain with each passing sentence.

“Are ya okay Lyra?” Said Big Mac.

“I, no, no I am not.” I mumbled into my own fur.

‘Gasp’ “Oh my, why?” questioned Fluttershy.

“Because I’m sitting next to you.”

“What?” Said Fluttershy bemused.

“Because I don’t…” I wanted to say so much. I wanted to call her something of a Human Nazi, I wanted to throttle her, I wanted to yell, make unintelligible noises. But nothing came out. I felt like a stuck tap.

“…like whom I am working with?” Fluttershy completed.

“What?” I said shocked.

“Its fine, I don’t like who am working with either. “What.” I said again dumbfounded.

“What she means Lyra, is that Fluttershy has been getting a lotta of hate mail from human sympathizes, but she don't agree with what she is being forced to do,” completed Big Mac.

“Wait, wait!” I said smiling. “So, you don’t like it?”
“No of course not.” Said Fluttershy looking away. “Humans did nothing wrong. Sure they are mean, but who isn’t?”

“Eeyup.” Smiled Big Mac.
“So, does that make you a… human sympathizer.”

“Eeyup” Big Mac said again with a splitting grin.