Ensuring that Faith was guiding the Guards to the train, I slipped down into the labs absolutely silently. I was looking for Dok's office in almost total darkness, and attempting not to trip on anything that would make a loud noise. If I did, the remaining female guards would come down, and I didn't exactly need about a hundred mares chasing me through a building, one containing a Sun and Moon goddess, no less. It took a while, but I finally reached Dok's office. The door was barricaded shut, planks on the other side nailed in. I remembered Dok mentioning that he had evaded the Estrus for over a thousand years, simply by taking cover or coming up with an excuse, so him boarding up his office meant he would likely be sleeping in there. I swallowed, looked around the darkened labs, and knocked on the door. The results were instantaneous. The lights inside flicked on, and I could hear the hissing of a Syringe Gun magazine being replaced. Then, the figure inside moved to the door, and I could see a hoof resting uneasily on the door handle, the other aiming the syringe gun at the crack.

"Who is it?~~" he sang. Dok failed at subtlety.

"Dok, it's Thunder." I replied, sighing at his antics. "I need to talk to you."

"Eh, talk to me through the door, whatever." he shot back. "You might be a mare pretending to be Thunder."

"Oh, Jesus Christ, Dok, it's me, for fuck's sakes!" I growled. "I've come to pick you up! Most of the stallions in Ponyville have organised to escape the Estrus aboard one of my clan's trains! We've got most, if not all, unmarried stallions from Canterlot and Ponyville, and I've come to get you!" Dok sighed, and lowered his head, placing a hoof on his forehead to think. I could see him shaking his head, before he muttered something in German. Then, he opened the door. He clearly had not slept for a while; his normally well-combed mane was unkempt, and he had tiredness under his eyes.

"Fine, enter." he muttered, pulling me inside and immediately shutting the door. The office was as it normally was, surprisingly. The only difference was that he'd moved the Speed-Repair device away from the bed for him to sleep on it. The warehouse door, however, seemed...off. Dok was acting like he had something to hide. Immediately, the German picked me up and dusted off my jacket and hat. "Apologies, Thunder, I haven't exactly been thinking straight since the start of Estrus. Or, you know, sleeping. But you're escaping this season?" I nodded.

"We're gathering stallions from as many cities as humanly fucking possible in protest against the fact that stallions are forced into unwanted fatherhood every year rather than giving their potential virginity to someone they love. So we're getting as many as possible. We have one mare following us around, and she's from where we're from, except in the future. She hasn't been affected by Estrus, so she's helping with this whole protest. I've been sent to pick you up. Pack up whatever you can carry and sit Archimedes on your shoulder, we're going on an adventure."

Dok and I remained absolutely silent as we went to the top floor of the castle. We had every intent to use the rooftop route to reach the trainyard; two miles, approximately, so we'd need to be quick. Dok was wearing his Surgeon's Stahlhelm, and Der Wintermantel to keep himself warm in the still chilly night, and he had Archimedes perched on his shoulder and cooing curiously at everything. However, as we passed Luna's room, I stopped. Dok stopped as well. "Thunder!" he hissed quietly. "Why are we stopping?!" I pointed to the doors ahead.

"I forgot something important." I replied quietly. "Plus we can probably sneak from the balcony whilst we're in there, so we can kill two Mecha-Ghandis with one stone." Before Dok could argue, I began to move over to the door. Reluctantly, my German companion followed, both of us stooped low to the floor. I looked at him, then back at the door. I was pretty much breaking into my Ex's bedroom. I had to hope I didn't wake her up, since she would likely get the wrong idea. As quietly as possible, I gently pushed the door open with a hoof. The first thing to hit me was the strong smell of Jasmine, and the ever adorable sound of Luna snoring. I smiled, and proceeded over to my Drobe of War. I turned to Dok.

"Balcony." I whispered, gesturing to the door that was wide open. He looked, nodded, and began to silently crawl his way over. Meanwhile, I was sliding the doors open as quietly as humanly possible, and was then able to gaze upon the contents. Directly in the middle of the wardrobe was a single, locked Strongbox. It was there mostly as a curiosity; Reddit was filling up with ponies saying they were finding them in their gardens, houses, and even beds, and nopony was sure what they were. Dok and I recognised the unnecessarily strengthened lock, identifying it as a Mann Co. Crate instantly, but no key we had would fit the lock. So we were just holding onto them to see what exploded. I was bringing mine with me to see what happened. But that wasn't what I was here for.

I grabbed the box, storing it inbetween my wings and locking it down, and then I moved over the room. Dok was partially to the door, since he'd been going slowly so as not to knock anything in the darkness (sneaky sneaky snort snort), but just as he reached the door, he paused, looking at me.

"Are you done?" he whispered, just audible at my end. I raised a hoof to say 'wait', and then went over to Luna's dressing table. I stood up, and began to rifle through her drawers. I turned to Dok whilst holding a pair of Luna's panties. I jokingly sniffed them*, and then chucked them to Dok. He was repulsed, before eyeing them carefully when he thought I wasn't looking at him in the mirror and giving them a careful sniff. He tilted his head slightly in the universal 'hmm, this isn't bad' gesture, and stored them in his side bag. I chuckled quietly, before I spotted where she'd hidden it.

There, lying in the very bottom of the drawer, was my first gun.

The first gun in Equestria was lying right underneath several sets of absolutely sexual panties.

I picked it up, and that was almost a signal for Archimedes to fly off Medic's shoulder and land on mine. I smiled as Dok facehoofed, tapping his non-existent watch, and beginning to get onto the balcony. I began to follow, halting only to grab my Sticky Jumper from my wardrobe on the way. As soon as I was on the balcony, I turned, shut the door, and barricaded it. Then, I began to place Sticky Bombs for the purpose of jumping. No regulations for me, oh no; I was putting down all fuckin' 8. This is when Dok decided to start healing me with a Quick-Fix and complaining.

"We're really jumping from here, Frau Thunder?" he sighed. "I'm used to flying, just not going across a whole city for the purpose of evading a mass-sexual frenzy. This may not be the best idea, also considering the fact you're carrying a forty-pound stronghox on your back..."

"Ahhh, shaddap." I laughed, before positioning myself in front of the stickies. "Try not to drop those panties I saw you steal." Before Dok could make his signature panicked cry, I set off the bombs and we went flying through the air, almost the whole way to the train station.

I sat in the Diner car with Bush, Rogue, Dok, Lethal, Ebony, and Faith as the train began its long journey across a few hundred miles of empty terrain. It was only just getting to sunrise, and we were all shattered, save Bush. Not a single one of us wasn't drinking a coffee. "We've still got Manehattan to go to, guys." Faith groaned. I could only just see her eyes as they kept dipping. "It's a day's journey if we take the longest route, and that should give us time to get ready to run and sneak in at night."

"Aye," I replied, rubbing my forehead. "I think I've been thinking clearer now that I've not been having sex every single night. Seriously. But I'm bloody shattered, so a day lets me catch up on sleep."

"Yeah, you blokes do that," Bush chuckled, sipping his coffee and looking out over the horizon at the orange sun. "I might do some internettin'. Fleur de Lis porn can't be clopped to itself, ya know?" Rogue rolled his eyes.

"Normally I'd be in my multi-million bit mansion, smoking high quality cigarettes and sleeping in front of a fireplace with the television on. Now, I'm on a multi-million bit train, absolutely shattered and getting ready to go get some sleep in front of a fireplace." Rogue muttered.

"Fireplace?" Lethal asked.

"Yes. They built one in the staff-car at the back. I'm sleeping in there, don't you know."

"I bet you are." I sighed. "Bush, try not to clop too loudly. Everypony else, we should get some sleep. We've got protestors to gather."

Author's Note

*It smells like Luna.
Who tastes like Rarity.
And yes, if you recall, I did it with both. Lucky me, the bad OC.