Title:           Nazi Sunset Shimmer
Author:          Anonymous
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First Edit:      Sunday 26th of April 2015 03:21:38 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 26th of April 2015 03:21:38 PM CDT

>be anon in history class
>class is on the world wars, as usual
>everyone is used to it, but sunset is fixated
>new transfer student from someplace
>"hey anon, did this really happen?"
>did she just ask you if world war 2 happened
Which bit?
>she looks lost "all of it"
>is she retarded, homeschooled or swedish?
"Well... thats what this textbooks say"
>gotta keep powerlevel low
>she is enraptured, its a bit disturbing how she listens in awe to the lesson about operation barbarossa and the rapid conquest
>"Anon you know this material quite well right? can you help me with the report for next week?"
>after class in the library in the evening
>you find sunset in the library as you arranged
>she doesn't seem to notice you as she pours over a stack of books
>you recognise das kapital and mein kampf along with the history of the english speaking world by churchill
>the former are in the original languages, and she seems to be having no issue absorbing them, flicking between the three texts with a glimmer in her glasses
[foreboding intensifies]
>you let her stay in her little world as you look over her notes so far, troop counts, technology levels, economic systems demographics
"Bonjourno"
>"oh ciao Anon , parli italiano ?"
>whut
"Its just a joke, the Fascists seemed to be missing from the western front"
>is she some sort of multilingual polyglot?
>"Sorry Anon, it was just so much material to get through quickly, I went for the original sources first. Its quite fascinating how the societies were optimised to allow small forces to overwhelm a larger, more resourced opponent".
>that just came out of the mouth of a teenage girl
>the power hungry teenage girl who apparently only just heard about marxism, national socialism and the European Empires
>this can only end well
>you've been debating the material for about 2 hours now
>its not that she is an idiot, naive or slow to the uptake
>quite the contrary, she is probably most politically astute person you have ever met
>its like she is a chess grandmaster, who has never heard of board games
>"so essentially it came down to logistics and energy, which is why the Axis had to take the Baku oilfields, to take out the Soviet resupply lines and energy?"
>an amateur thinks of tactics, a great general thinks of strategy, and a master thinks of logistics
>sunset shimmer jumped straight to global supply lines as soon as you explained the differences between American capitalism, British colonial monopolies and Soviet collectivisation
>"but there's a few parts that don't make sense Anon.... the Axis should have won the war easily. The Americans made their nuclear arsenal based on German groundwork in the 30s. What was the point in exterminating the Jews? Was it because they held the key to the new power source?"
>ah
>"And why did they make their nuclear technology public knowledge anyway"
>she pulls a physics textbook out from the pile, a few nots on a page inside about how to refine uranium and a basic gun type nuclear bomb
>brief and on one page
>"I mean, why would the new hegemon allow the knowledge of the source of its new power become public knowledge?"
>shes staring intently into your eyes now, like there's more layers to a game going on behind her eyes you can't really grasp at
>is she honestly asking you to evaluate learning world conquering technology, going for the jugular and exterminating the people who made said technology in the first place?
>you are back in class the next day
>last night was weird, but intellectually stimulating
>all that time playing RTS games game in useful explaining total warfare to shimmer
>somethings changed in her, you can't put your finger on it
>its like she has purpose now
>her demeanour is more... compelling?
>the bitchy valley girl routine is still there to a degree
>it clicks, she's making everyone in on the joke, rather than the butt of it
>helping people with work
>helping built them up
>you help her with her research, silently pleased that of all the people in the word, she seems to be taking your views as seriously as her own
>its probably because you're a pragmatic rationalist at heart, and can argue statistics with her without getting bogged down in ethics like fluttershy would
>you'd seen it a few days ago when a dog was hit by a car
>fluttershy was beside herself with panic, before sunset told her to go get help, use a phone
>after she was out of earshot sunset was whispering soothing words to the crippled creature
>before she broke its neck with a motherly look on her face
>a glance between the two of you was all you needed
>few months later
>most of the school has rallied around sunset in some form or another
>she inserted herself as indispensable throughout the student body
>organising events, motivating the student body into productivity
>we're rapidly creeping up the rankings in inter school sports
>she's got systems in place that are improving performance across the board
>morning exercise, health promotion
>she managed to get turkey twizzlers banned from lunch
>sure its more strict, but the results mean that the teachers are turning a blind eye to her efforts
>you see what she's doing
>she's taken a school, and turned it into a training camp
>and you've been recognised as an unofficial second in command of sunshines regimental system
>so why are you nervous about her taking you to Raritys?
>>you see what she's doing
>>she's taken a school, and turned it into a training camp
>>and you've been recognised as an unofficial second in command of sunshines regimental system
>>you see what she's doing
>>she's taken a school, and turned it into a training camp
>>and you've been recognised as an unofficial second in command of sunshines regimental system
>you arrive at Raritys
>its a run down house on the outskirts of town
>but its well kept
>rubbish in other houses, but a neatly kept harden and vegetable patch in this one
>you'd have thought rarity would be doing engineering or something with her practical mind and lower class background, but here she is, the air of nobility on her and aspirations of greatness
>hence she and sunset got on well as ambitious people in distinct fields do
>as the girls hug you look around the house
>better on the inside than on the outside
>you barely have time to think before you're sitting on a sofa with a glass of wine and noises from the other room
>the kind of noises all men are hardwired to fear from the depths of their mind
>girls giggling conspiratorially
"Well Anon, what do you think for try one?"
>you have to cross your leg trying to act like a gentlemen
>rarity and sunset coming out in SS uniforms will do that to you
>you stand up and give a loud "SIEG HEIL" with the correct salute
>rarity is cracking up as sunset plays along returning the salute
>and stealing your glass of wine and downing it
>"Yes Anon, serve your Fuhrer well!"
>Rarity is gasping for air as you and Sunset try and keep your faces as straight as you can
>this works until she notices a trio of heads watching with wide eyes from the door
>with a camera
>at this point three things run through your head
>rarity has a fine arse
>rarity can run extremely fast
>sweety bell is faster
>"crusader anti-fascist exposers yay!~"
"Well thats going to make an interesting one for the school newspaper"
>Sunset shrugs, "we'll call it a halloween costume"
"In April?"
>"They'll spin it how I want it, the president of that society owes me"
>all of them owe her
>she owns their souls at this point, either through love, fear or blackmail
>she picks up the bottle of wine and drops down beside you on the couch to your left, before turning around and slinging her legs over your lap
>and downs an unladylike quantity of fortified wine straight from the bottle
>"well, that's not how we planned it to go"
>you take the bottle from der Fuher and take a swig for yourself
>the mask is cracking slightly on Sunset
"What is it?"
>"Whats what Anon?"
"Don't play games, I know when its an act for you and when it isn't"
>she tenses slightly before letting it go
>she makes herself comfortable in the couch
>and she's a bit heavy in your lap as she lies back
>"Just the booze Anon, its not like we're regular drinking buddies"
>"I do like the uniform though, its powerful..."
"Not the final one right?"
>she punches you in the arm
>"What kind of an Ubermensh would I recruit who thinks I would think it was a good idea to dress a thousand people up in SS uniforms?"
>a blank stare suffices
>you're a man of few words
>"We've got the real ones to pull out later, I just thought I'd give you a nudge to help you along with her"
>she drinks another swig of wine
>"I mean, you've got excellent taste Anon, refined girl like that, nice arse too".
>it appears you have misjudged what tonight was about
>sunset playing matchmaker?
"Thats true, but she's not really who I'm interested in..."
>taking a swig of wine
>#yolo
>"Oh? I could have sworn it was..."
>she groans
>"Not Pinkamena is it? I swear if she's your type you're demoted. No XO of mine is going for someone who practices jousting with a lawnmower and a chainsaw"
>it might be the wine, it might just be the mood
>you push sunset off your lap and lean inches above her on the sofa, pressed against her
"guess again mein fuhrer"