Author's Note

I’m sorry, I couldn’t help using that Uncle Sam poster as a reference lol. Anyways, been long time hasn’t it, my cousin is getting married so I’ve been pretty busy lately. Hope you enjoy

I want YOU for Alpha Squadron 6

Brandon and Joel had finished up dinner with the Princesses. Afterward, they had been doing some advertising for the new branch, and were now entering where the guards were training. Brandon and Joel were surprised to hear Equestria was not too far behind, they had TVs, computers, and phones, just not advanced as present day technology.

Celestia said if they were to start a new branch, they would need a few guards who were already trained and ready, the recruits would pile in later.

They saw numerous guards working out or sparring with each other. The one thing that caught their attention were the guards in blue or perhaps a dark purple armor, unlike the other guards in gold, their eyes were slitted like cats, they had leathery wings on their sides.

Brandon was the one who ignored most of their appearances, thinking about what their use would be in his military branch, or Celestia’s new branch.

If he were to start recruiting, he would need instructors to train the recruits. He smiled ear to ear at the thought, remembering his days in boot camp. It sure was hell for him, most likely for Joel as well.

The guards all stopped what they were doing and bowed to the Princesses.

“Good afternoon, guards, I am here to tell you that a new active branch of the Equestrian Royal Guard is going to be opening soon.”

Muttering came from the guards but stopped as soon as it started.

“I would like for any one of you who would be willing to go out of your way and head down to ponyville to have an interview with the one who will be running the brunch under me,” said Celestia, gesturing to Brandon.

Joel was kinda disappointed that he was not mentioned but Brandon did have more experience than he did, he was a corporal after all.

The weapons the guards used disappointed Brandon and wanted to talk to Celestia and Luna about what weapons the griffons used.

“Princesses,” he had to slightly look up due to them being a little taller than he was.

“You wouldn’t happen to know what weapons the Griffon Kingdom uses, if I’m going to have guardsmen under my command, I need to equip them with the armor and weapons that would be appropriate for any hostile attacks.”

Celestia knew what he was going at and knew she couldn’t prevent the use of boom sticks, so she told him what weapons they used.

Seeing that the aggressors used bolt action rifles, he had a plan but it needed to be put into action soon, how soon? He did not know. Brandon didn’t know much about bolt action rifles or marksman rifles entirely, seeing the guns he mainly trained with were automatic rifles and handguns.

He planned on creating something similar to an M4, the only major difference would be that it would only fire one round and wouldn’t be automatic. All Brandon needed to know is what ammunition the Griffons used, but that's another story for another time.

Would he get hell from his superiors if they found out about this? Most likely, he only prayed they never found out, or perhaps the Princesses could help him and Joel in that time of need.

If what he heard was right about the nobility of Canterlot from Luna, nobles would be asking for such weapons almost immediately, he would need to advise Celestia and Luna, the guards as well, to not share any blueprints or how the guns work in any way.

gun violence was bad enough back home, Equestria didn’t need that issue too.

During dinner, Princess Celestia told the two pilots that both her and Luna would have the greatest minds in Equestria working to find Brandon and Joel a way home if possible.

They walked out of the training room, Celestia in deep thought. “So where would we be staying?” Joel asked.

“You will be staying in Ponyville, as for living accommodations, …we are not sure, said Luna.

Applejack was listening to the conversation along with the rest of the main six, hearing they had nowhere to go made her feel like she had to do something, after a while of silent walking, she spoke up.

“I can’t let y’all just sleep out in a field or something, if ya want, you can stay in one of our guest rooms, if you help around the farm that is.”

Both Brandon and Joel were rather shocked, no one back home would just openly welcome two armed individuals into their home, especially when they knew little about them.

Working on a farm was an easy task for Brandon, Joel however never worked on a farm, yes he enjoyed working out whenever he could, but he mostly ran marathons. But that wasn’t going to stop him.

“If your okay with it, we are okay with it.”

Applejack smiled at Brandon’s words.

As they walked outside, they headed towards the garden where the helicopter was parked. While walking, Brandon noticed Pinkie Pie wasn’t with them, she showed no malevolent intent, but something about her made him feel a little uneasy.

Deciding to forget all that, Brandon wanted to check on the fuel. Brandon felt that sensation that someone was next to him. A poke on the neck told him all he needed to know, Mirth was back.

“So, how did it go?” She said in a drunken slur.

You're intoxicated aren’t you? Brandon asked flatly.

“Maybe.” She giggled.

Sighing tiredly, Brandon proceeded to check the fuel gauge. “Mirth, did you refuel the helicopter?”

Mirth, still drunk as hell, tried her best to explain what she had done.

“You see, I have the capability to create things, for example, your fuel for your helicopter. I took a sample of it and recreated it, yet it drains a lot of my energy. I hope we can find some other alternative, I can’t keep doing this.”

Brandon nodded, he needed to find at least two people who could either create the specific fuel, or someone who could work as an engineer so the helicopter could stay in shape. He also would need to see what kinds of vehicles and aircraft had been created here.

Seeing the fuel was full again thanks to Mirth, he began to power the helicopter up.

“Hey, Brandon, could we take a ride? Seeing it would be cheaper than taking the train,” asked Twilight.

Now Brandon wouldn’t mind the girls’ company, but helicopters had been known to crash more often than planes, so he was rather worried about that, he could at least descend from the mountain and fly low to avoid any major casualties.

Rainbow was pleading to go for a ride, Fluttershy said she would take the train along with Rarity. The only ones who wanted to hop on were Applejack, Rainbow, and Twilight.

“I think that can be arranged.”

Brandon told Joel to hop out and help strap them in, now that he thought about it, the rest of the girls probably wouldn’t be able to fit due to the medical supplies and beds in the way.

Maybe he could clear some of that out later. While Joel explained what to do if the helicopter was going to crash or had some sort of malfunction, he told them the basic things they would need to do in order to survive.

They felt a little uneasy about flying now, but after hearing that Joel and Brandon had been flying for years, and were as professional as pilots come, despite being jokers at times, they felt a little more safe.

Brandon waved goodbye to the Princesses who waved back as the helicopter left the ground and turned its tail to the direction of the castle and hospital and left.

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In the back of the helicopter, Twilight, Rainbow Dash, and Applejack felt a slight rumble. They looked out the cargo door to see the ground leave them. It was breathtaking, especially for Applejack and Twilight who had never flown in anything other than a slow hot-air balloon.

“Wow, this is something I could get used to, imagine if all ponies could travel like this!” Said Applejack excitedly.

They could thankfully hear each other through the headsets. The helicopter cruised over the city of Canterlot, startling some of the residents. The chopper had finally passed Canterlot and began to lose altitude slowly as it flew towards Ponyville.

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In a music themed bedroom, record discs on the walls along with a few trophies. The most noticeable thing was the white unicorn sleeping on her bed.

*Knock!* *knock!* *knock!*

“Vinyl, get your lazy ass out of bed, it's the afternoon!”

“In a moment Tavi, I just want to finish my solo,” the mare known as Vinyl mumbled, still sleeping.

The door opened and in stormed a grey earth pony with raven black hair, purple eyes, and a grey casual women's tuxedo, a white collared shirt underneath, a pink bow tie completed the look.

She pulled the blankets off of her roommate and friend. This didn’t go unnoticed by the white unicorn. Her crimson red eyes opened in a flash, her facial expression went from surprised to irritated.

“Hey, what gives, Tavi?! I was having a great dream about my rave last night”

Octavia pinched her forehead in sheer aggravation. “That’s the last straw, Scratch, you need to find a proper job.”

“You barely get paid at all at your concerts and I hate having to pay for most of the things in this house, so go out there and find a real job.”

With that, Octavia left the room, leaving Vinyl alone, contemplating on what to do.

Getting up, she put on some more presentable clothes and walked out of the room, she had her signature purple shades on. She made it downstairs and began to make lunch. It was a leftover cheese pizza, well, whatever was left of it.

Vinyl grabbed a remote and turned on a TV that looked a lot like one of those school computers, only a bit larger.

While eating, she flipped through some channels, hoping to find something good.

She stopped on a show that was in the middle of a bank robbery. “Now this should be interesting.”

“We’ll be right back after these commercials.”

“Damn it.” Vinyl muttered.

She had to sit through at least five stupid commercials, she new Octavia would be back and wondering why she wasn’t looking for jobs.

Thankfully there was only one commercial left, so she just waited for it to be over.

“Hi there, I’m Warrant officer Brandon O’Neil, now captain of the new Royal Guard branch, the AMS, Armored medical service, also known as Alpha squadron.”

“We here help and rescue Royal Guards and civilians in the roughest of conditions using the latest cutting edge technology.”

“Right now I’m looking for brave recruits and some savvy tech ponies who can help maintain our aircraft.”

“Go to the nearest recruiter and have them contact me, your future begins here, enlist today and become a full time or part time guardsmen.”

Vinyl was stunned to say the least, she had never seen a species that wasn’t a pony yet looked similar to one. She was always seen as a tech geek in school as a filly, being different and with a rare eye color caused her to be bullied by some of the kids in class.

This could be the moment she had been waiting for, a chance to show those kids that she could do great things like her mother had once told her.

Finishing up the pizza, she turned off the television, got dressed in a more formal outfit, and was about to gather her official documents and other papers for background checks she would need to enlist until someone knocked at the door.

Thinking it was Octavia, she opened it but noticed an excited Pinkie Pie holding a letter.

“Hey, DJ Pon 3, there’s going to be a super dooper looper party for some new ponies, oh wait, their humans, which makes it even more special, and you're the best dj in town.”

With that, Pinkie was gone.

Well, I guess a trip to Canterlot to try and get enlisted will have to wait since we have no guard stations down here.

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Back In Canterlot

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Inside a house on the side of Canterlot was a young colt who was watching TV. He was still living with his mother, his father had passed away years ago. The guy was 20 years of age, the boy had cookie brown fur, dark chocolate brown hair, and sea green eyes.

He was not extremely muscular but he worked out daily, he had been depressed since his mother had told him he wouldn’t be able to qualify as a Royal Guard, a dream he wanted to follow ever since he was a child.

The entire family, aside from his mother, Daisy Field, who was a nurse at a local hospital, had served as Royal Guards for years. The boy couldn’t serve due to a heart problem, the doctor said it would be very unlikely for it to go away.

As a kid, he was one of the fastest Pegasi in school, until the incident that they found out about his heart failure if he pushed too far.

None of the two branches of the Royal Guard would accept him, so he decided to look at a security guard career, maybe a bouncer, there were plenty of night clubs in Canterlot.

He decided to flip the channel to the sports event that was happening but that all was thrown out the window when a commercial popped up.

“Hi there, I’m Warrant officer Brandon O’Neil, now captain of the new Royal Guard branch, the AMS, Armored medical service, also known as Alpha squadron.”

“We here help and rescue Royal Guards and civilians in the roughest of conditions using the latest cutting edge technology.”

“Right now I’m looking for brave recruits and some savvy tech ponies who can help maintain our aircraft.”

“Go to the nearest recruiter and have them contact me, your future begins here, enlist today and become a full time or part time guardsmen.”

He didn’t know what this guy was, he was obviously not a pony but he didn’t care what he was, he was too shocked about the new Royal Guard branch.

Could this be it, could he finally become a Royal Guard?

He knew there would have to be tryouts, he looked down at his chest, he remembered what the doctor had told him but his desire to serve was too strong.

If he could pass the tryouts, which all Royal Guards had to do, even if this Brandon guy didn’t mention it, he could possibly become a Royal Guard.

If he could ask his doctor to do another check for any heart problems, it would mean a lot to him, he just hoped that his heart problem wouldn’t start up. Now his heart was healthy, it was just one little drawback that kept him from serving.

“Hey mom, I’m headed out for a bit, I’ll be back tonight.”

“Alright, but make it home for dinner, Coffee Cube,” said his mother.

“Will do.”

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The helicopter soared quickly over passing trees, on course to Ponyville. Twilight looked out the door to see the top of town hall and sugarcube corner. In the front, Brandon couldn’t believe what he was seeing, it was a building made out of fucking candy, or so it seemed, it could’ve been just how the building was designed. They were over the Everfree at the moment but we’re closing in on Ponyville.

“Hey, Brandon, you see that clearing in between those buildings near that fountain?” Asked Joel.

“Yeah, I see it, let’s touch down there.”

The helicopter began to slow down, descending over the town, the powerful downwash caused dust to pick up and anything that was not stuck to the ground.

The front and tail landing gear safely touched the dirt as they slowly retracted back into the fuselage.

Brandon began to power everything down as Joel got out to help out the passengers.

“That was so totally awesome! I mean, not as cool as flying without the need of a machine, but still, awesome,” yelled Rainbow, stretching her limbs from a long time of sitting down.

“Sure was an interesting experience, sugar cube,” said Applejack.

Twilight told them to follow her. As they made their way through, they realized that it was nothing but a ghost town. An uneasy feeling ran through the two pilots’ spines.

They reached the house that looked like candy. Mirth eyed the building as if it was the most delicious treat in the world. Brandon gave Mirth a look that meant “don’t even think about it.”

The inside of the building was shrouded in darkness, further making the two men uneasy.

“Someone should go in and check it out to make sure it’s safe,” said Joel.

Brandon rolled his eyes, being in pony land, he highly doubted that these ponies would dare attack an alien species that they have no knowledge of what they were capable of.

“Good idea,” said Brandon with a smirk.

Brandon pushed him through the door. The lights turned on as Joel recovered from his fall. SURPRISE!!!

The room was filled with ponies, streamers, and what else you would see at parties.

“Brandon, you are an asshole!” He muttered.

“I try,” replied Brandon.

Joel’s vision was filled with pink and two blue eyes.

He leaned back as pinkie jumped in place, he just wondered how much sugar she had consumed to get this hyper.

“Hey Joel and Brandon, how do you like the party we threw you, huh, huh, huh?”

Joel had to take a couple steps back while Brandon chuckled, seeing his friend was taking the verbal assault before him.

“Um, it’s very kind of you to welcome us into your society, but you really didn’t need to do all this,” said Joel.

Oh it’s no big deal, or maybe it is, now let’s get this party started.

Seeing there was so much to do, and so much to eat, the two pilots went their separate ways, unaware that a certain mint green unicorn was stalking Joel.

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An hour before the party.

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In the thick forest, Wayne and his new demon partner, Scallop, had been walking for what seemed like hours. They left the car since it couldn’t function properly and Wayne doubted he was in his world.

Seeing that thought sounded like a pile of bullshit, he pushed that thought aside. Wayne was in many ways intimidating, he was tall, heavily muscled with a six pack. Back in school, no one fucked with him, yet he was always there to defend someone in need, and that’s how he ended up being a sergeant in the Marine Corps.

Wayne had seen combat multiple times, after some time, he became a drill instructor, and boy did he do his job well, he made fine soldiers out of many recruits and never failed them. He was not only one of the finest instructors, but was one of the most brutal ones. If you messed up, that’s when his dark side would show,

The guy didn’t play around and made his recruits do so much that they would collapse onto their assigned beds for the night, no questions asked. He would push them far beyond their limits to make them some of the finest marines out there.

Scallop on the other hand was a street fighter back in the underworld, he fought for money and the entertainment of beating other beasts senseless. Of course he wasn’t going to tell Wayne that, so he kept his mouth shut. He didn’t want to be a demon guide for some wimp human, but he had no say in the matter.

Each month, a hellish creature would be chosen to be a demon guide, he tried his best to look unfit for the task, but he failed all thanks to one of his former opponents who had a bone to pick with him.

Their thinking was paused as a big helicopter flew overhead.

“Is that a blackhawk?” Asked Wayne to no one in particular.

“What’s a Blackhawk?” Asked Scallop.

“A machine that we humans use to fly, and if that helicopter is here, theirs got to be U.S Army forces around here, Follow me.”

With nothing better to do, Scallop followed Wayne as they headed in the direction towards Ponyville.

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Back at Ponyville.

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The party had moved from indoors to outdoors. Many ponies stared in wonder and amazement at the massive helicopter. Brandon loved aircrafts, especially helicopters, the Blackhawk was specifically his favorite.

Before he could do anything else, he got a tap on the back by someone. He turned around and saw a white unicorn with electric blue hair, she wore purple shades with a black frame.

“Hey, you’re that guy, Brandon, the guy from the commercial right?”

Brandon remembered briefly of the commercial he had done, Joel was pretty pissed off that he didn’t get to be in it, but Brandon promised him next time, he told Joel he’d do something special for him in the meantime.

“Yes, ma’am, what can I help you with?”

“The name is Vinyl, Vinyl Scratch, I’m hoping to enlist. I make some of the best technology in Equestria, sure There’s other ponies who are probably better than me, but maybe I could help maintain your airship.”

Brandon looked back at the helicopter, seeing many ponies, including those three fillies, Apple Bloom, Sweetie Bell, and Scootaloo, looking at the helicopter, talking to each other about it.

“Come by tomorrow at the Apple family’s house and we can discuss your enlistment, don’t be late.”

Vinyl fist pumped, yet how was Octavia going to feel about her joining the Royal Guard. Well, it’s not like she was in a position where she would go into battle or anything.

Brandon decided to park the helicopter on the outskirts of town to avoid any problems.

“Brandon!”

He turned to see Joel, a mint green unicorn, giving him a death hug.

“Dude dude dude, she won’t let go of me.”

The unicorn was holding onto his arms and wouldn’t let go, that is Until a cream coated earth pony with purple and pink hair grabbed her arm and yanked her off of him.

“But, Bon Bon, it’s a human, this could be the only time we may ever see one.”

“Lyra, that’s quite enough, yes your dream has come true but you need to contain yourself,” said Bon Bon as they left.

“Wait, how did she know what our species is?!” Said Brandon.

Joel could only shrug, Brandon’s guess was no better than his.

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Time Skip.

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After parking the helicopter in a field outside of ponyville and storing all their weapons, vests, and gear in there. Mirth said until the guards arrive, she would keep watch.

It was dusk As Brandon and Joel made their way to the farmhouse. A sound emanating from the edge of the forest caught Joel’s attention.

“Brandon.”

Brandon looked where Joel was pointing and noticed the foliage was moving slowly.

“Whoever you are, show yourself,” yelled Brandon as he and Joel waited.

Out of the foliage came… another human and an anthropomorphic fish!?

The group looked at each other silently before the muscular unknown man introduced himself.

“Greetings, I’m Sergeant Wayne of the United States Marine Corps, you?”

Brandon was a bit shocked to see another soldier but quickly broke out of his shock.

I’m Warrant Officer O’Neil, and this is my partner Warrant Officer Sanchez, both of us are from the United States Army, but you should already know that.

Wayne nodded, and looked around. “So, you boys know where we are?”

Brandon and Joel looked at each other, wondering how they were gonna play this.

Well, this is going to be hard to believe and take in, but we are in a land called Equestria, home to ponies and other mythological creatures, Joel explained.

Wayne held a blank face. “So your telling me, I’m stuck in this fucking place full of creatures from my little sister’s fucking imagination!?”

“Whoa easy serg, don’t worry, the Princesses are doing their best to figure out how to get us home, in the meantime, me and Joel have helped create a new branch in their Royal Guard system,” said Brandon.

“Traitors!” Wayne yelled.

“Whoa whoa, serg, it’s not like that, it’s only temporary, the Princesses said they would help defuse the situation when we return to earth.”

Before tensions could rise, Applejack came along but stopped when she noticed Wayne and Scallop.

“Um, y’all didn’t tell me about the new fellas.” Applejack gave the two a suspicious look.

“Oh, hey Applejack, don’t worry about Wayne and Scallop here, these guys are friendlies,” said Brandon.

“Okay, well, we got one more spare room for ya, Mister Wayne, I’ll pull out a mattress for your fish friend.”

“Um, thank you, is there something I can do in return?”

“Well, you could help your friends working around the farm, heck I’ll even pay you if you do a good job.”

Wayne looked at the others who nodded, Scallop just shrugged, he soon turned back to Applejack who was waiting for an answer.

“I believe I can work with that… wait, is that apples I smell?”

“Sure is, the Apple family makes some of the best Apple products in Equestria.”

With that, Applejack and the crew made their way to the house. While walking, Brandon wanted to ask Wayne something, he still wasn’t happy that Brandon and Joel became Royal guards, even if it was temporary, but in the end, it would be them getting in trouble, not him.

“Hey, Wayne right, or do you prefer your first name?” Asked brandon.

“Just call me Brock.”

“Okay, so what was your occupation back home in the Marines?”

“I was a drill sergeant, one of the finest drill sergeants out there.”

Brandon and Joel could tell this guy had a pretty big ego but didn’t say anything about it. But seeing he was a drill instructor, he could once again have a job and train the new cadets who hope to join Alpha Squadron.

I’d like to offer you a proposition tomorrow, if you're not interested it’s fine by me, I just thought you’d like to serve for a longer period of time.

“I’ll consider hearing you out, I’m still getting used to this situation.”

The group went inside and saw the CMC, a red stallion with orange hair, wearing a white tank top. This guy was built like a brick wall. He was easily taller than Brock, and Brock was a tall guy, the next pony was very old, she was a green earth pony with white hair, and lots of wrinkles. She wore a red and white plaid shirt, an apron over it.

Applejack motioned the group to have a seat. “This is my family, the big fella over there is my brother, big Macintosh, but most just call him Big Mac.”

“E-yup.”

“Not much of a talker, huh?” Said Brock.

“Nope.”

“This is my granny, Granny Smith.”

“Nice to meet you youngins, y’all must be hungry, please, take what you like,”she said, she kind of reminded Brandon of his late grandmother.

Without further ado, the Apple family, the humans, and the fish-man began to eat.

Scallop eyed the food but decided to be a good guest and eat it anyway.

After Dinner, Applejack showed Joel, Brandon, Scallop, and Brock to their rooms.

Before Brandon could go anywhere, he noticed unlike Sweetie Belle, Rainbow Dash didn’t come up to the door and pick Scootaloo up.

He decided to look out a window and there was Scootaloo sadly walking somewhere, where to? He did not know but something deep down in his heart, he wanted to know why Dash didn’t pick her up. We’re they not siblings?

He’d make a note to find out tomorrow, he hated seeing children sad and depressed. With that, Brandon followed Applejack’s voice upstairs.