Lenin in Equestria, Part 2

>You leave Canterlot to the shouts of an angry mob that the guards are desperately trying to keep out.

>Is this really what you wanted, Ilyich?

>Well, it's what you have, as they cheer when they see you.

>Now how to defuse this before somep0ny gets hurt?

"Comrades! I come to announce that we have won. Let us go home and enjoy the fruits of our victory."

>"What about takin' what's ours?", a big white pegasus with small wings asks.

"If we attempt to take it, it will be destroyed. As would many of us.. and many of them."

>This, you learned the hard way after the Red Revolution.

>And starting a Red/White battle in the streets...

>You have had enough of broken families.

"But we need not break into Canterlot to enjoy its fruits. Come. Let us not destroy, but build. In a few years, we shall have everything they have, and more! To Ponyville, and a new, glorious dawn!"

>Shit, even some of the fucking guard ponies are inspired by that.

 

>At least the trains here run on time.

>You discuss how to create a soviet as you go back to Ponyville.

>Twilight tells you that it reminds her of Winter Wrap-Up, what could that be?

>These ponies wrap up winter itself! These ponies already have communism!

>What you would have given to be able to wrap up winter!

>Some foal mentions how the Mayor will oppose them as well, but you fear no Mayor, and the first thing you do is confront her.

"Is not a proper mayor decided by elections? The princess may have her magic power and her birthright, but you? What are you? Your town hall needs constant repair, and you cannot even wrap up winter properly! Shall we have our election now?"

>The herd behind you speaks as to the inevitable winner.

>Defeated, the Mayor gallops off, and you take her place at the podium.

>It does not take long for ponies to learn the words to The Internationale.

 

>Cutie marks, you find, make division of labor easy.

>Why does Carrot Top have only a small garden of them, when carrots are a building block of equine nutrition?

>Many of these ponies have talents in art and music, but why have you never seen Lyra with a proper lyre?

>Is it that the craftsponies are all busy working for their Canterlot lords? Not anymore!

>Many of these ponies speak of debt owed to Manehattan bankers? Then Ponyville's job is to get them out of it, one way or another!

>Twilight is particularly entranced by your ideals of organization and order. You believe you have made your most important convert yet.

>The not-child- the dragon, you have learned- takes notes on this whole thing.

>You are nearly finished when a certain blue pegasus with rainbow hair flies in.

>"So, what'd I miss?"

 

>You are about to tell her how ponies who do not benefit the society are useless, but Twilight speaks first:

>"Hey, Rainbow, I bet you can't get copies of this to every city in Equestria before tomorrow!"

>"What? That's easy! I'll be done before you know it!"

>She blasts off with the letter in a streak of colors.

>Ah. So that is how that pony works.

>But there is one other pegasus who is not here.

>You knock on her door, tasty flowers on your back.

>A rabbit opens it, shaking his head and attempting to block your path.

"Did you know that, where I am from, we have many recipes for rabbit stew?"

>You don't think you can digest him as a pony, but he gets out of your way anyway.

>Fluttershy gingerly steps up towards you.

>"Oh.. um, it's you, I think you better.."

"Fluttershy. What are you afraid of?"

>"I don't really like violence, and these ponies have, because of you.."

"There was no violence, Fluttershy. Everyone is fine."

>The thought of this little pegasus getting caught up in the White Terror is more than you can bear.

"Here. I have brought you some flowers."

>"Um, er.. thank you."

>You gently nuzzle Fluttershy nose with your own.

>How do ponies kiss?

 

>Alexsandr is not pleased at having been brought back as a horse.

>It takes several mugs of heavily fermented cider before you can even have a conversation with him.

>And he is even less pleased at having been brought back at the wish of a tsarina.

>But you are together again, and that is all that matters.

>Twilight tells you of her relationship with her big brother, who controls the Royal Guard.

>You remember your agreement with Celestia, not to cause harm.

>And his power...

>If Twilight can convince Shining Armor to turn Red, you can place Equestria under Soviet rule without causing any harm at all.

>The fact that he is married to a princess might make that difficult...

 

>"Why do they call it a PARTY if everyp0ny's WORKING all the time?!"

>In just a few short weeks, your soviet has rebuilt Ponyville. Twilight's magic is more powerful than you thought; would that you had construction equipment like that back home!

>Lyra has several new lyres, Carrot Top's garden is now a large swath of land, and there is asparagus and cherries for everyp0ny.

>The town hall has been rebuilt properly this time; even the iron plot of Derpy cannot break it.

>Even Rainbow Dash spends more time moving goods and messages from place to place, although she always sees it as a contest, and much of her job will soon be unnecessary; next year you will have telegraph lines between every city in Equestria.

>And one pony is not happy.

>"I mean, it wouldn't be so bad if everyone worked at once, but nooo, everyone's always doing things at different times, and then they just want to sleep, and I never get enough ponies for any of my parties! Even Rainbow Dash doesn't always come anymore! And when we have to put winter back on, no one will have time for anything! But maybe after, ponies won't be able to work, because it'll be too cold, and you can't get anything done with all the snow!"

>Wait. Put winter back on?

>If they wrap it up, they have to put it on.

>But for ponies to actually do such a thing...

>You need a drink. A good one.

"Come, Pinkie Pie. I shall show you how to make vodka."

 

>Winter is necessary, you learn, because it gives the land time to rest and animals time to hibernate.

>It is a magical balance, you understand. The cold of winter gives rise to the warmth of spring.

>And, frankly, you have worn the ponies out, and there is grumbling that perhaps Cherillee's old schoolhouse did not need the reinforcement.

>So you and Alexsandr make sure that winter in Ponyville is done properly.

>Applejack finishes harvesting her crops, Fluttershy leads the animals into their dens, and Rarity spends her time making winter clothing.

>You were not expecting Rarity to turn Red so easily, but you understand why. She was making fashions for ponies she barely knew. Now she makes them for ponies she does know, and soon they will need to wear them.

>Because you have told Rainbow Dash what a true Russian winter is like, and she seems inordinately pleased with the concept.

>Let it snow.

 

>It is a good winter, particularly since you know how long it will last.

>Ponyville is nearly isolated behind three-foot snowdrifts, nearly as tall as a pony.

>The wind howls outside, but the thick walls prevent it from doing harm.

>It is difficult indeed to do work during this time, something that pleases Pinkie Pie to no end.

>The town hall is a place of merriment. A large, cut-down fir tree decorated with lights sits in the center, but you aren't quite sure what it celebrates.

>Lyra plays her lyre, ponies talk and play.

>You sit by your brother and let yourself be content.

>"Okay, ponies, who's ready to PAR-TAY?!"

>Pinkie Pie made *how much* vodka?

 

>That was the best party you have ever had.

>You're sure of it. You know it had to have been. You know that there was singing and laughter and fun and even a pony conga line.

>If only you could remember it more clearly.

>Unmelted snow is the worst hangover cure, but with your nose so close to the ground, you had to at least try.

>At least you managed to leave Fluttershy's bed without waking her up.

>Wait, leave Fluttershy's bed?

>Bozhe moi...

 

>You return to Fluttershy, unsure how to even begin.

"Fluttershy.. I have dishonored myself..."

>"Yes, mister, yes you certainly have! You passed out in a puddle of puke! And since you still haven't told all these workponies to build you a house, I had to drag you home!

"So.. nothing happened.. you just brought me here.."

>"A lot of things happened! It's a good thing you built the town hall like that, or it'd be a pile of rubble by now!"

>You don't want to know.

"But.. if I was unconscious.. why did you bring me here and not to a closer bed?"

>Her wings pop straight up in the air.

"Is it because.. you want me here, in your bed?"

>"Well, um, that is..."

>Her wings are practically throbbing.

"Fluttershy, will you be my.. how do you say it.. 'special somepony'?"

 

>There is work to be done this winter after all.

>You have a wedding to prepare.

>Rarity makes the tuxedo and dress, Aleksandr agrees to be your best stallion, and Princess Celestia herself comes to give the vows.

>You do not ask why the Princess seems so pleased. Perhaps she likes what you have done with Ponyville. Perhaps it has nothing to do with you.

>If it were not winter, more ponies would have shown up at this wedding. As it is, the town hall is packed with every pony in Ponyville.

>You say the two most important words of your life:

"I do."

>As does Fluttershy.

 

>A knock on your door awakens you.

>This time, you remember exactly what you did last night.

>You hope Fluttershy is as good with foals as she is with animals.

>Fluttershy's rabbit rushes in the room and points downstairs, tapping his foot.

>Sticking to the sheets, you slowly get out of bed, and your brother comes in out of the cold, laughing.

"Alex. You know not to bother a man on the morning after his wedding night. What is the matter?"

>"There is a group of.. ponies.. who would like to meet you, Ilyich. They.. were expecting to.."

>He's laughing his plot off.

>Better see what's so damn funny.

 

>The town hall is full of ponies wrapped in thick blankets and huddled around the fire. A pool of melted water surrounds them. One with a long horn looks up at you as you walk in.

>You notice that some of them are wearing bright armor and carrying various weapons, most of which seem unusable.

>What were they expecting to accomplish? Surely these unicorns with their long horns had no need of such things with their powerful magic?

>"I wasn't going to bring them here, but... they were freezing." Rainbow Dash explains.

>"Yeah! Like totally freezing! Some wanted to run away, and some thought that they could still 'Defeat The Red Menace', and this pony was trying to keep them all together!" Pinkie Pie pinkie-pie's.

>Rarity comes in with another batch of blankets, replacing the ones that soaked through.

>One pony sees you and starts sputtering, spittle flying from between his lips. "You.. you and your soviets! You've even managed to corrupt the Princess with this nonsense! She won't put an end to this! She won't even pay us with taxes to make up for the loss!"

>"You tell 'em, Dad!" a purple filly pipes up.

>"Don't you understand? You've paid off all your debts and won't take more! And your factory workers in the other cities have all started their own factories! Without debt, without interest, without capital, the whole system collapses! And the Princess won't help!"

"And so you tried to invade... by yourselves.. in the winter?"

>No wonder Alex was laughing so hard.

>"We were going to put an end to you." a large pony says, icicles dripping from his chin.

>Rarity's blankets drop to the floor.

>"BLUEBLOOD?!"

 

>"Yes! It is I, Prince Blueblood!", he says, with all the dignity left to him.

>It's not much.

>"What this pony has done is horrible! There's no money left for anything! I haven't even been able to have grey poupon every night! And when I went to the Princess, she told me to.. told me to..."

>"She told me to- get a job!"

>Rarity, in her fine furs, starts laughing at the frozen and broken Blueblood.

>"That's right, you brute! You prince-peasant! Why should fancy things be done for you when we can give them to those who need them and deserve them? You knave, you villain! What you deserve is to dig ditches and fill them up for the rest of your short, miserable life!"

>"But.. Rarity, I.."

>"But nothing! Get out of here, you scum! We can thaw you out when it's spring!"

"Rarity, I agreed with the Princess not to cause harm. Pegasi, will you be so kind as to bring them back to their home in Canterlot? Derpy, you can be the navigator."

>Filthy Rich does not live in Canterlot, and he looks at you with something like horror.

>He will have to get a new name soon.