The Drone Epidemic!

Waking up, Twilight found herself to be in the company of her two acquaintances, Kurojyaku and Muffins. She looked around, panicked, only to find herself still in the middle of the train trip to Canterlot.

“Where am I? What happened?”

“Good morning, sleepyhead.”

It seemed that what she had seen earlier was merely a dream, or rather, a nightmare. “Good… morning???”

“Yeah, good morning. We’re almost there.”

“Did you have a bad dream, Twilight?”

“I… I saw her standing there…”

“Who?” asked Muffins.

“Princess Celestia. In my nightmare, I saw her as an antipony, looking into the train carriage at me from the platform of the train station.”

“Princess Celestia? An antipony?”

“Yes, and the rest of the ponies in Canterlot were also antiponies. I hope that nightmare was not real. I hope we’re not too late.”

“Say no more, Princess!” said Kurojyaku as he ran off at top speed to the front carriage, hoping to take over as the train conductor.

Going through the train, it seemed that there were fewer ponies than before, and more antiponies instead. “Twilight must be right,” he thought to himself. “But that means that… Ponies are going to be extinct?”

While he was carefully thinking about the implications of Twilight’s theory (if it were true), he went through different carriages, seeing the ponydrones do weird stuff, like rubbing their bulges against the table, poking their bulges with a fork, cutting their bulges with a knife, knocking their bulges against the walls and seats, and clipping their bulges between the window and the windowsill repeatedly.

Seeing the ponydrones doing so, a great epiphany came to him, that not only did ponies turn into antiponies, but they turned into mindless, nihilist antiponies, only looking to rub their bulges for fun. Like all those that had that epiphany, he felt a sense of disgust and disdain flow through his bones, and at the same time feeling both a pity and a hatred towards the antiponies.

Not placing much importance on them, he continued to dash towards the frontmost carriage, where he found the conductor as a ponydrone. “Mmmmpppphhhh!” he heard the conductor cry as he opened the door. Without any hesitation, he kicked out the conductor, and took matters into his own hooves. With the shovel available, he quickly put coal into the fire, heating it up more and more so that the train carried on at a fast and steady speed. With the train speeding up, she felt more confident and relieved, finding that her nightmare was over, and was not real.

With her lifted spirits, she asked Muffins, “What did you two discuss earlier?”

“We discussed…” Muffins told Twilight about the ponybee eggs theory, of which Twilight nodded along to. “What do you think?”

“To be honest, something similar happened in my nightmare,” Twilight recalled. “Princess Celestia was spitting out spherical orbs of Mph. And they splat down on the floor, scattered everywhere. It was a total mess.”

“Yes! I knew my theory was correct! Tell me more!”

Twilight then started to tell Muffins her entire nightmare, but as they were nearly approaching the end of the story…

“We’re here!” said Muffins. “We’ve finally arrived at Canterlot.”

“Finally!” said Kurojyaku, finding Muffins and Twilight. “What do you think of me? An excellent train conductor, right?”

“Well… you forgot to stop at the intermediate stations. But no matter, our Princess here has important work to do!” Muffins said as she pushed Twilight off the train.

“Yeah… okay,” said Twilight, not as enthusiastic as before.

Walking around the platform, she was at least relieved to find the train station being normal, and not like the one in her dream. Though there was a tingling sense in her that maybe it was because she had just arrived, she had hopes that her nightmare was not real.

“So, are you two coming?”

“Well…” said Muffins.

“Okay!” said Kurojyaku. “I’d like to check out Canterlot Castle for myself.”

“Alright then. Let’s head off!”

And so, the three of them started their journey towards the castle.

To be continued...