Title:           WASTELAND! With Horses - Chapter 7 (In Progress)
Author:          Writefag_Roulette
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First Edit:      Friday 16th of September 2016 09:11:30 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Tuesday 20th of September 2016 08:14:29 PM CDT

>you're awoken by a loud groan
_"Ohhhhhh."
~"Sketch, you're awake!"'
_"I'm never taking your advice on fun ever again."
~"Oh, come on. It wasn't all that bad."
/"Vat do you even remember about it, Red?"
~"Uh, well, I think there were hookers."
"No, that was just you, Red."
~"Ruby's awake."
/"Ruby, vat did I do last night? Did I dishonor myself?!"
"No. You weren't nearly lucid enough to do that. Unless you count collapsing into your own vomit multiple times to be a permanent dishonor."
>Aryanne sighs and leans against the wall by the bed she and Sketchy are sharing
/"Thank scheisse."
~"All right, all right. Well something obviously happened last night, because I don't know where we are."
"Oh, we're at-"
>you look around for Nelly, Hot Wheels, and Polished Slate
>they're gone
"Nelly's… house?"
~"Nelly? She's great. She brought loads of booze into the pub brothel, she was super friendly and helpful, even reccommended me her favorite-"
>you spy a bump under the covers of the other bed
"Wait!"
>you rush over to the bed and pull back the blankets
>revealed to you is the peacefully sleeping form of Polished Slate
>satisfied that Red hasn't destroyed the innocence of the filly before you, - anymore than you already have with your excessive violence, anyway - you stroke her mane
"There you are, sweet heart."
~"Whoah, I thought you said this was Nelly's house. That's way too young to be Nelly. Look, Rube, it's one thing if you swing one way, but if you're swinging another other way, too-"
"Red, would you kindly stop speaking?!"
>"Miss Ruby?"
>ah, now Red made you wake her up
>figures
"Hi there, Slate. Where did Nelly and Wheels go?"
>Slate yawns and stretches
>"They said they were going out to do some shopping. Is something wrong?"
>shopping?
>okay
"No, nothing's wrong, darling, you can go back to sleep if you want."
>fortunately, it seems like she's in the mood to do just that
>Polished Slate pulls the covers back over herself rather rapidly and snuggles back into the mattress
~"All right, so we're at Nelly's house. Why, though?"
"Well, I was involved in that. You see, while you three were all drunk out of your minds last night, I discovered a problem that just might be of exactly the sort we were sent out to solve."
/"Ze call of duty. Tell us, kamerad."
>and you lay out the situation before them
>the attack by Bard's thug
>your conversation with the three-eyed stallion
>the fact that this Bard has the Mayor of Canterlot and her oldest daughter, Polished Slate's mother and sister respectively, locked away in his hideout
>the other attack by Bard's thugs
>the way they were trying to kidnap Slate too
>Nelly and Hot Wheels, Silver Locket's best friend, and how they explained that they had information which could help you rescue the Mayor
>and also, how they'd given you a place to sleep in their home on the grounds that you'd discuss this with the squad in the morning
>Sketchy is crying
_"I think it's just awful!"
>Aryanne is rubbing her neck
/"Zey tried to choke me vith a chain?"
>Red is frowning
~"How do we know we can trust these two? I mean, you said they took Sketchy from the pub to here while she was unconscious. How do we know they didn't violate her in her sleep or something?"
_"I-I don't feel violated…"
~"Look! See? She's rationalizing it already!"
"Oh, do be quiet, Red. I'm sure they did no such thing. And even if they did, you're a pirate, so I'm sure you're throwing stones from a glass house."
~"I have no idea what you're taking about!"
_"Wait, did they?"
"The Bard situation was confirmed to me by the three-eyed stallion who let us into the pub and by the thugs who attacked us last night, not to mention Polished Slate herself. I'm sure it isn't a lie."
~"All right, all right, you're right. It's just hard to trust ponies in life-or-death environments like this. I'll go with whatever you decide."
/"Ja, you spoke vith zem ze most, so you should be able to judge vheather or not zey can be trusted."
_"So long as they didn't violate me in my sleep. I've heard you can get… creative with wheelchairs."
>what the fuck
>okay, looks like it's your call
 
"Then we'll do it."
>a hush falls over your teammates
>you get the feeling they're thinking about two days ago
>a lot went wrong on that farm
>and even more can go wrong in a gangster hideout in mutant-infested Canterlot
>but there's no such thing as playing it safe in a radioactive desert anyway
>besides, you're smarter now
>probably
"So, we're just going to wait here until Nelly and Hot Wheels come back, and then we' head out as soon as we can. I don't went to get caught in mutant territory after dark."
_"Like we did the other night."
~"I'm pretty sure only the bunny was a mutant."
/"Might it not be to our advantage to strike at our foes under cover of darkness?"
"Maybe. We can figure out how exacty we're doing this after we get a pointer in the right direction."
>the door slams open
>Nelly calls out in a sing-songy tone
>"We're hooooooome!"
>Hot Wheels comes in after her
>"And we brought presents~!"
>Polished Slate pokes her head out from under her blanket
>"Presents?"
>"Not for you, sweetheart. Get back under the covers."
>Hot Wheels pulls herself all the way in, revealing a wagon hitched to her wheel getup
>oh, yes
>these are very nice presents
>the wagon is loaded up like it's destined for a Hearth's Warming tree at the home of a family of wandering killers
>Nelly laughs
>"I see you girls staring at your presents! Now, did you come to a decision?"
~"W-w-we decided yes, right?"
"We most certainly did."
>"We thought you'd say that. So we went out and picked up a few supplies to help you on the way."
>Hot Wheels unlatches the wagon from her wheels and points out all the items for you
>"We sure did! Scrounging together a few thousand bits we were saving for a rainy day, we managed to pick up two 9mm pistols, a dozen 9mm clips. sixteen .45 clips, four grenades, a Mare-17 carbine, one bullet-proof shirt, two leather jackets, and for some really fun toys, we grabbed an MX19 assault rifle, and one little rocket launcher."
~"Uhh…"
>you magically wipe the drool from Red's face
"Thank you so much. I can't begin to imagine how much this must have cost you."
>Nelly chuckles
>"It's nothing much, a drunkard and his tips are easily parted."
~"Evil!"
/"Vait, vhere did you purchase all of zis?"
>"Canterlot Emporium. Just down the road."
/"Zey simply… sell all of zese weapons?"
>"Welcome to Equestria, post-cataclysm. If you feel like there's anything you need that we didn't grab, I really do recommend the place."
"Thank you, again. If you wouldn't mind pointing us in the general direction of where we need to go, we'd like set off as soon as possible."
>Hot Wheels likes the sound of that
>"I can do better than point you; I can take you!"
>Nelly doesn't
>"No, you cannot."
>"I've been out there before! I can make it all the way there; I just can't make it up to the window with these stupid wheels!"
"Window?"
>"Well it's either climb up there or give the guards the password, and I don't know the password."
>"And what happens when they get in without you? I don't want you all alone in mutant territory! I don't care if you've done it before; you will not do it again."
>Hot Wheels stamps her hoof
>"How am I supposed to get them to the hideout then?"
>"You can draw a map."
>Hot Wheels sighs
>"Fine, Mom. I'll draw a map."
>you wish your mother was still around to discourage you from doing dangerous stuff like this
>Hot Wheels goes off to find some paper and a pen