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"F"
>F
-?-
[Rarity]
 
"Quite simple, brother, then we just convince them that if their friends and family each join the business (paying for the uniform and product up front, of course), they get a bonus!"
>Ha-HA! We get a cut of every membership, and it won't matter how many knives they sell! Genius, Flam!
"Indeed! Just imagine, we'll be rolling... in bits... in no time... well hello dear filly! Welcome to the Canterlot Dungeon! Would you be interested in joining a business venture of ours? Get in on the ground floor, it'll be very profitable indeed!"
 
-Just shut up and eat your... um... jeez, soup I think? Shut up and eat your soup.-
 
>"...'
 
-What're you two staring at?-
 
"Er... that is... well..."
>Tell us, um, Pommel(?), did you... happen to cross paths with anyone unusual today?
 
-Don't see how it matters, but yes, I've been running into quite a few people out of the ordinary lately.-
 
>Well, one in particular.
"Tall fellow?"
>Bearded?
"Dragon tail?"
>Lion paw?
"Eagle claw?"
>Penchant for jokes?
>"Someone like that?"
 
-Ah, yes, I suppose I did pass Discord in the hall on the way back from the courtyard, since you ask. Gave me a bouquet of blue flowers, said they were from "an admirer". How did you know?-
 
>"...No reason!"
 
-What're you two hiding?-
 
>"Nothing!"
 
-No no, explain what you're-
 
>"SHUTTING UP NOW!"
 
Pommel arched his eyebrow, but apparently these two were adamant about maintaining a strict silence. For the first time since they'd been captured. That was interesting. Shrugging and sliding the soup(?) under their door, he adjusted his armor and climbed the stairs back to the castle proper. He was almost to the barracks when a flash of white bowled him over in an overenthusiastic hug.
 
[Coco, darling, why didn't you tell me you were joining the guard? I thought you were still in Manehattan! What happened to Bridleway? Oh, it is so good to see you though dear!]
 
-...I can't believe I seriously forgot what day it was. Dammit Discord...-
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>SA
"Celestia"
'Chrysalis'
~~~~
 
>This idea is stupid.
 
"Oh, you said that about almost every idea I roped you into back in the day."
 
>And one time, you and I were tied together in a compromising position for a solid FOUR HOURS on the ceiling of your bedroom, WITH LINGERIE. You realize that if Cadence had been anyone else, she would have probably left me about half a second after walking in on that, right?
 
'...Wait, what?'
 
"Attempted to make living clothing so that we could help injured ponies walk again, it backfired, ignore it."
 
>What I cannot ignore is all of us disguised as fillies and a colt. Quite impressively too. You even got the voice perfect.
 
'I'm good at what I do.'
 
"Look, the ballroom needs renovations before it collapses, and Applejack says either I find external means to pay for it, or it comes out of my cake budget. I don't know why she's tempting me to set fire to everything, but my sources of joy in this world have dwindled down to cakes, 2's hugs, messing with Chrysalis, and spending time with you. I'm saving one, got to do another before we left, and am knocking out two at the same time with this. Don't you want me to be happy?"
 
>...Damn it, Celestia... fine. The leaders of the most powerful fractions on this planet will go and pretend to be selling candy for "Charity". I still don't know how you convinced Chrysalis to come.
 
'Now, see, she says she's messing with me, I'm saying I get to pretend to be a filly and freak ponies right the fuck out with my crass language and sexual innuendo, and she can't say a word about it.'
 
>...I'm pretty sure they called the guard on that last one.
 
"That's why we're in Manehatten. I think ahead."
 
'Now, if you don't mind... hello, ma'am! We're selling chocolates for a charity drive. Ooooo, you look like a white chocolate eater yourself. I just look at you and think 'yeah, this lady loves to have a lot of creamy white stuff in her mouth.'
 
>...I blame you.
 
"Thank me, Shiny. The word is 'thank' me.
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>32
"Pommel"
 
32 sat at the edge of the ballroom, gazing in thought at the chaotic throng of mayhem commonly known as 'An Average Day'.
 
"32!"
 
>Hm? Oh hello madam, I think you're looking for virtually anyone else in the castle.
 
"No no no, it's me, Pommel!"
 
>Pommel, wha-oh...oh dear what happened to you?
 
"Discord's twisted sense of humor and a bouquet full of poison joke."
 
>Ahhh, that would do it. Perhaps we could talk to Princess Sparkle about it, she'd probably know the cure for ails you. Or, you know, use you to somehow create a gender-swapped super soldier, Twience and all that.
 
"Uhh...I think I'll sleep it off."
 
>Oh come now, I was only joking. At least I hope I was, I'll go down there with you to keep the boogeymares at bay.
 
Pommel rolled his (her?) eyes as the changeling stood and the two set off, skirting the edge of the swarm.
 
"So what were you doing over there?"
 
>Hm?
 
"At the edge of the ballroom, what were you doing?"
 
>Just giving a few thoughts to issues that required them. Tell me, Pommel, we are friends, yes?
 
"I'd say so, you're one of the few people who really talks to me outside of the other guards and those two jokers in the dungeons. And you're about to make sure I don't get turned into a Twience experiment on top of that. Yeah, we're friends."
 
32 nods, a grim look passing over him briefly.
 
>I...Pommel, may I confide something in you?
 
"Sure, what is it?"
 
>I'm beginning to think coming here was a mistake. I could have procured the materials necessary for the Morlocks' advancement anywhere, but when I learned of the Queen being alive, I just had to confront her. Now look where I am, a pariah, an outcast, too damn proud and stubborn to return the fold.
 
32 shook his head as he kept walking.
 
>I thought our species was dying, that our Queen was slowly strangling us through her callous incompetence. And while many of my brothers and sisters while away their time in that ballroom, there are those who have made so much more out of their lives.
 
"42 and 77?"
 
>Not merely them, they are warriors, but I have seen bureaucrats, a father, a reporter, on and on to one of us being the adopted daughter of the Crystal Empire's rulers. And then, well then there's me.
 
Pommel gave 32 a look.
 
"And what are you?"
 
32 gave a rueful laugh.
 
>Just a noisy cricket begging to be squashed.
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>29
"77"
~~
 
>PUT THAT DOWN! NO! NO NO NO!... no, I am not feeling bad for yelling at you, you'll put your eye out. Don't you give me that lip, you so will! Ghost eyes can probably be put out! Can so! CAN SO CAN SO CAN SO-
 
"Erm, brother? Are you alright?"
 
>GAH!
 
"..."
 
>...A-hem. Why, 77 old chum, how goes your day on the fine morn-NO! JUST BECAUSE I AM TALKING TO SOMEONE DOES NOT MEAN YOU CAN GO BACK!... That's better! One more and you go into the time out box, ONE MORE!
 
"...Never took you for the most stable of sorts, mentally, but I thought you'd break down just a bit more between "delusion" and "Screaming at clouds"."
 
>Just ignore it and join me in prayer that the Zebra pulls through.
 
"I'll, uh, do that."
 
>Now then, what was the reason for the visit? Business with the mayor?
 
"No no, I actually wanted to speak with you."
 
>Oh. So, the royals have finally put a hit out on me. I knew this day would come.
 
"What? No, no not that. I wanted to, well, to thank you."
 
>Hm?
 
"Cheerilee told me you were the one who got her a ticket for the Gala. Told me she never would have been there if you hadn't. I just wanted to say... thank you. I don't know if we would have ever really hit it off if you hadn't. I mean, I couldn't even muster up the courage to come down here and ask her, and lord knows I wanted to try! But I was just too... well, conscious of my appearance and history. I'm not exactly the freshest fish in the sea. I don't want to seem ungrateful, but I have to ask, why? She said you asked for nothing in return, and this seems... out of character for you."
 
>Meh.
 
"..."
 
>...What? She had mentioned earlier she was interested in you, and I was already planning to blackmail Applejack for a ticket for MM, I figured why not? We're brothers, are we not? What good is a brother if he won't be your wingman for you occasionally?
 
"Oh... well, thank you, again. I truly do mean it, she's... she's someone I've been waiting for, for a very long time.
 
>No need to thank me, it was simply the right thing to do... but if you are offering to give something in return...
 
"Yes?"
 
>Would you... make sure 56 doesn't get himself into too much trouble? My little cousin is spending more and more time in Canterlot, away from me, and with my little... visitors... I've had difficulty keeping an eye on him. Would you?
 
"Of course! I would have done that anyway."
 
>Appreciated.
 
"...By the way, he's your 'cousin', correct? Do you mean biologically?"
 
There was a pause after that. Not long, but noticeable.
 
>Oh, who can even keep track of silly things like biology! We're probably all cousins of some sort, right? Right. Of course we are. You and I are even cousins on some level, biologically, aren't we? We are.
 
"I suppose..."
 
>Well, thank you for stopping by for a visit! I really must get back to work, but come down when I'm not working some time, bring your beau, we'll have a little lunch of it or something.
 
"Yes... that sounds nice. Have a good day, 29."
 
>As to you...'
 
The instant the soldier left, the other Changeling let out the uncomfortable breath he had been holding in.
 
>Well, that was probably an unnecessary risk, in hindsight. Bringing myself into his line of sight may have backfired... but oh, I am such a romantic, and he did deserve a bit of sunshine in his life...Hm? No, I'm not going to explain what I'm talking about, shut up-PUT THAT DOWN!
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Cheerlie wore a rather amorous look on her face as she stood before her class in racy lingerie.
 
"Today, we are going to be learning about pony reproductive habits, or Sex Education! We have a special guest and dear friend of mine here today to assist me in a live demonstration."
 
The door opened revealing Changeling 77.
 
"Good morning, class, and good morning to you, dear." 77 sweeps up to Cheerlie and begins nuzzling and kissing her as she begins to moan.
 
"Oh, please! 77, please, wait just a little longer, I need to- Oh.... OH~! Fuck it... Demonstration begins now! Watch closely children and you'll see how life is made!"
 
outside the class, Scootaloo, Applebloom, Sweetie Belle looked in through the windows in horror.
 
"Ah think it's a good thin' we moved ta Canterlot when we did..."
 
"Agreed." the other two nodded.
 
From within the classroom, Diamond Tiara could faintly be heard screaming "I am getting fed up with this orgasm!"
 
NON CANON
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>Dadling
"Bat-mom"
~~~~~
 
>Um...
 
"Um? Sweetie, I'm a little tired, what do you need?"
 
>Oh. I don't want to bug you. I'll just... go find someone else.
 
"Gimme."
 
>Hey! That's my book, give it back!
 
"...The littlest frog learns to hop? Wow. I haven't seen this since I was, what, three? What are you doing with this?"
 
>I'm... um...
 
"Uuuuummmm?"
 
>...I'm trying to, you know, memorize it.
 
"Memorize it?"
 
>Yeah. I still have a lot of trouble reading pony. So, I figure, I have to get a head start. I'm trying to memorize whatever books I can find so I have something to read to them.
 
"Oh... oh, honey, that's nothing to be ashamed of!"
 
>I know, but... I have no idea what I'm doing.
 
"Welcome to the club."
 
>No, you don't get it, you at least, like, HAD a dad, at all. You've got at least a springboard to go off of. This entire concept of a mom-dad-kid family is completely weird to me. The words "father figure" means nothing to me! Hell, the words "big brother" mean nothing to me. It's all 'hive' this and 'colony' that! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DOOOOOO!?
 
He just sat there after that, his breath heavy as he clutched the book to his chest.
 
"...You know one of the first things I learned as a night guard?"
 
>W-what?
 
"Winging it."
 
>...
 
"Now, that term was supposed to mean 'if your superior officer is coming by and you don't know what to do, do whatever, just look busy. It's all about looking like you are on the top of your game, but in reality you're just kind of stumbling though it. I think... that's pretty much what being a parent IS. You set up plans, you get ready for the worst stuff you can plan for, but when you are just standing there without any idea what to do, just look like you have everything under control. You want to be a good dad?"
 
>Y-yeah?
 
"Then no matter what happens, you be there to say 'it'll be alright', and you convince them that it is the truth through and through."
 
>I-I don't know...
 
"Me either, but so long as we don't accidentally birth a dictator out to conquer Equestria, we're in the green."
 
>W-what? Seriously? I'm hoping for that. Retirement plans for dictators parents are awesome.
 
It was just a smirk, at first.
 
Then a bit of a giggle.
 
Then they were both on the floor, in hysterics.
 
Minutes later, when it had finally died down enough to breath, he hugged her tight. It was purely instinctive, but he couldn't fight it.
 
>Thanks, I needed this.
 
"Me too, sweetie."
 
>...
 
"...the word you were stuck on was tear."
 
>That's what I thought! But it looks the same as tear.
 
"It is. They're spelled the same."
 
>...THAT'S STUPID!
 
"The wonders the written word."
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>Silver Spoon, what do you think you're doing with my M24?
"I'm going to kill Celestia. I have my orders. Operation Daycare is in effect."
>Don't you dare!
"Are you threatening to deter me, DT?"
>Only if you take that instead of the M107. If you've got a job to do, use the right tool.
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>Two
"Sombra"
 
~~
 
"Two, I know you told Shining Armor that you wanted to go on an adventure... but I don't think he would have agreed if he knew how far from the city we are now."
 
>But I wanted to go on an adventure with you Somby and we haven't had much play time together in forever!
 
"...This is true, but we shouldn't be this far out. Let's return home before your father starts to worry."
 
*Wibble*
 
"N-no, that's not gonna work today and besides it's getting chilly."
 
>Aw... Ok... Hey, what's that?
 
Sombra turned his attention to where she was pointing and flinched.
 
>Ooh... It's all red and curvy... I'm gonna take it to Shiny!
 
"Two that's not-"
 
But she had already scooped it up and started running back towards the city.
 
"No good can come from this..."
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'SA'
"Sombra"
 
~~
 
'Sombra... What exactly is sitting on my desk?'
 
"..."
 
'Sombra?'
 
"... It's to make it appear larger..."
 
'You have got to be kidding me...'
 
"..."
 
'Sombra why would you even need to make it look bigger? I mean it already stands out more than anypony else's!'
 
"... But it looks weird..."
 
'It's red and curves up! It looks amazing!'
 
''It was a confidence issue for me... I mean look at Celestia's, her's is way bigger than yours or mine..."
 
'I can admit that sometimes I felt... Inadequate around her and my wife but that doesn't mean I'm less of a stallion and neither are you.'
 
"... I suppose you're right."
 
'Good, I'm glad you're coming to terms with that... Um... Quick question. Did you have this on when we...'
 
"...yes..."
 
'Is this how you survived?'
 
"...Possibly..."
 
'... huh.'
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>Applejack
"Celestia"
~~~~
 
>Celestia? Got a question.
 
"Some day, I am going to go bonkers, take over this planet, and rule it as a fiery evil dictator, and the moment anyone even says the WORD question in my presence they shall be cast into the fires of the sun amidst my loud, evil cackle of glee. And you, Applejack, you shall be the herald that brought forth this pain, this agony, and they shall curse your name from here until the end of time!"
 
>...Just wanted ta' know why ya'll were wearin' a fillyscout sash.
 
"...OH! Side project for the repairs to the ballroom."
 
>Ya' started a fillyscout troop?
 
"Sure, that sounds way better than what actually is occurring, let's go with that."
 
>...
 
"..."
 
>...That badge says ya'll are a certified heart surgeon.
 
"I actually am."
 
>Huh.
 
"Yeah, third century got me working on all kinds of weird things to pass the time!"
 
>Ah'm happy fer' ya'. Ah'm also going ta' pretend this didn't happen.
 
"Good call."
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>Applejack
“Celestia”
_______
 
>No.
 
“Oh come on….”
 
>Maybe y’all didn’t hear me the first ten times. Here’s the eleventh. No.
 
“I just need to make sure, I’m getting worried!”
 
>That’s not somethin’ to get worried ‘bout. Ever.
 
“Oh really? And how would YOU know?”
 
>…‘cause Ah jus’ know. Ah ain’t doin’ it.
 
“Pleeeease? You’re the only one I can trust with this! I can’t ask Luna, she’s my sister and it’d just be weird; Chrysalis would just laugh herself sick; and Cadance… she makes my ass itch sometimes.”
 
>Wow. That’s deep considerin’ how big it is.
 
“Sooooo will y-”
 
>Ah’d rather throw Spike down and go full rodeo on him.
 
“…that’s not really helping your ‘no’ case as that’s actually something you WANT to d-”
 
>Lemme put it clearly fer’ ya. There’s no way on in Equestria am Ah puttin’ mah hoof up… up there… jus’ to check if it’s all dried out. It’s not worth gettin’ mah entire leg burned off even if Ah am immortal now with regenerative capabilities.
 
“I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY MAREFRIEND!”
 
>Ah’ll be yer’ little gossip-pal once we finish these forms, now back to work, you.
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http://vocaroo.com/i/s0ke3jWBrCJm
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>Celestia
"Chrysalis"
~~~~
 
*SLAM!*
 
>WHAT DID YOU DO!?
 
"Disguised myself as you, went into a bakery, and ordered a cake shaped like Shiny's dong."
 
>...WHAT!? Not tha- okay, that too, we'll get to that, but the more important thing first!
 
"Disguised myself as Luna, went into a porno rental place, and declared "We request the most up to date visual aid for common day mating, for we are terribly behind on the times!" and then had a long discussion on mating preferences."
 
>...Weirdly accurate, actually. BUT NO! No that! The other thing!
 
"Disguised myself as Twilight and then read Fifty Shades of Neigh to the cancer ward."
 
>...
 
"...What? They enjoyed it! A lot!"
 
>...
 
"...I've actually been really busy here lately, could you refer to what you wanted specifically?"
 
>...You ordered a fifteen foot cake.
 
"OH! Oh that! Yeah, I broke a record with how long we've gone without a dead Changeling through direct means, like murdering or making a Queen irritated, so I decided to celebrate with them. What's the problem? I paid for it."
 
>...So you did, I have slightly misread the paper.
 
"So, in short-"
 
>You didn't actually have to reveal all that stuff you did.
 
"I did not."
 
>Nope.
 
"Want to hear what I did as Applejack?"
 
>Aaaactually...
 
"...You want some of the dong cake, don't you?"
 
>A-hem...
 
"Meh, fine, you paid for it anyway."
 
>WHAT!?
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>Twilight
~~~~
 
>Oh mah GOSH! Shish cake ish DELISHOUS! MMMMM! Ah' jush wanna shtuff it all in my moush! MMMNOMNOM...
 
*GULP!*
 
>Celestia! Oh, oh dear, is this your cake? I'm sorry! Really! It just looked so delicious, even though it was a little weird looking and a bit bigger than I'm used to. I'm sorry, I figured it belonged to someone else, but I just had to try a piece, just one! And before I knew it I was choking down most of it. I think I actually made my throat sore! But MMMM, it was good, especially the creamy middle! Oooo, so sweet. But I promise, I'll replace... why are you both laughing?
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>Spike
“Celestia”
‘Applejack’
-56-
(Shiny)
[42]
{Poindexter}
_______
 
The sun had just broke over Canterlot with waves of warmth flooding everything everywhere in its blistering light.
Atop the castle was were a crew stood before the glistening orbital ship dubbed ‘The Celestia’. All but one still wore the fatigue of a wasted nights sleep, and it was this member that made a deal about tightening a pair of fingerless gloves over their claws.
 
>For the last time, no.
 
-Duuuuude… c’mon, why’re we leavin’ so early for? I haven’t even had breakfast!-
 
>You signed up for this, 56. You knew what you were getting into.
 
-Tch, doesn’t mean I hafta like it…or starve for that matter.-
 
While the younger member grumbled about not even getting a chance to grab a muffin from the mess hall, Spike noticed the roof door opening and gave a short whistle.
 
>Eyes up, princess on deck! Atteeeeeen-HUT!
 
The sound of hooves thudding to the grated floor cracked off into the morning air and Princess Celestia smiled as she approached the assembled team. She surveyed each one with an almost paternal smile of pride. They were so young; all of them… yet there was no denying the strength in each of their fields of expertise.
 
“Well… I shan’t mix words. We’re all gathered here today, and I believe you know what for.”
 
A goofy grin split 56’s face.
 
-We’re here to kick the tires and light the fires!-
 
>56!
 
-…your majesty.-
 
“Your eagerness is well-founded, AJ-Five-Six, for today is a momentous day indeed. It marks the beginning of the hunt for… peace. The hunt for united liberty against a despicable tyrant and her henchmen. We stand here, pony and dragon and Changeling, working together. If that’s not a sign of our assured victory, then frankly, I don’t know what is.”
 
 
It was tough to remain disciplined after that rousing declaration but the crew of ‘The Celestia’ pulled it off gloriously with nary a twitch.
 
“Now, Applejack, as the captain of this historic vessel, read me the ones you’ve hoofpicked for this operation.”
 
‘Yes, ma’am.’
 
A mare wearing a pitch-black Stetson bowed to the princess before stepping forward. She pulled a scroll from the saddle on her hips and unfurled it, clearing her throat.
 
‘Ah ain’t cut no corners on this’n. We don’t have the luxury for foul-ups so to that extent, first we have… AJ-Five-Six, our lead ballistics expert. We run into any blockage out there, he’ll be all too happy to throw on a little fireworks show while he clears it.’
 
Celestia observed the bouncing Changeling. He was younger than most in his line of work- in fact, she would bet bits he was the youngest, but word of his exploits had reached even her ears at the palace. She inclined her head to him and he dipped his muzzle low.
 
-AJ-Five-Six at your service, your majesty!-
 
‘Settle down, boy, heh… Anyway, next we have Shining Armor, aka Compass. He’ll be our main coordinator. Nobody knows this galaxy better than him.’
 
The called alabaster stallion saluted, his onyx-gray cape fluttering in the morning breeze.
 
(Shining Armor, reporting for duty, ma’am.)
 
In the back of her mind, Celestia was deeply dismayed to see the stallion embarking on a journey that would keep him away from her for so long, but the needs of the many- of the entire free universe- came before late-night wanton pleasures.
 
‘After him we have Poindexter, aka Wrench. He was the leadin’ designer of ‘The Celestia’ and built most of the darn thing by himself. If even a single light bulb blinks, he’ll be on it. Won’t you, Wrench?’
 
In a flash of silver, Poindexter was casually twirling a wrench in his hoof, matching the princess’s bow.
 
{This ship is my pride and joy and much like our mission, I’ll give my life to see it through, your highness.}
 
“Keep her cherry, Mr. Poindexter. I’m rather fond of this masterpiece, and in no small part because of the endearing name.”
 
{Yes, ma’am.}
 
‘Next up is AJ-Four-Two. Ah’ve worked with her numerous times in the past, she’s good. Ah’d say the best after me, which is why Ah’ve made her my second-in-command. Add to it, she’s unmatched in the field of CQC. She’ll kill a fella twice before he drops.’
 
[Hey now, that only happened once.]
 
Chuckling, 42 sank into a bow that spoke of her duty and position. Celestia matched it with a far more elegant flair.
 
“AJ-Four-Two… is it true? The rumors? Are you the Changeling that turned against her Queen for the betterment of Equestria…?”
 
[The very same, your highness. I’ve been fighting under your blazing sun for a very long time and I’ve no intention of letting the corrupt wishes of my former leader douse it with unnecessary bloodshed….]
 
“I appreciate your conviction and morals, AJ-Four-Two, but please… do not let your thirst to right a past wrong blind you. This will be a trying mission and revenge has a habit of contorting even the most strong-willed warrior.”
 
[Your concern is most appreciated, my princess, but rest assured, my eye remains as sharply on the objective as it has been all these many years.]
 
Applejack clicked her tongue, glancing tersely over the list at the last remaining member before continuing on.
 
‘And roundin’ out mah crew, Ah picked… Spike, aka ‘Bullet.’ Weapons master, warfare specialist, fire-spitter… the tags stretch for quite awhile. Go on, Spike.’
 
There was no glint of elation in Spike’s eye when he bowed towards the princess, and it wasn’t hard to see why. His tail… more than half of it was nothing but a metal prosthetic with the tip fashioned into a verifiable spear. The first war had claimed that appendage when he was just a youngling, and by fate a legend had been born that day, the virtuoso dragon known across Equestria as the Bullet.
 
>Spike, at your service, Princess Celestia.
 
Words failed Celestia as she stared at the purple dragon. At probably the same age as 56, here was another case of a ‘lost childhood’, that right stricken from him by war and replaced with a burning need for vengeance. After how much he had suffered and all he had done in her name and for Equestria, telling him to reconsider was something she simply could not do.
 
“Glad to have you, Spike. Glad to have you all.”
 
Once Applejack took her place back in line, Celestia began pacing back and forth before them, the look in her eyes unnaturally cold and precise, piercing each crew member in turn.
 
“Now… I know these are trying times, and this mission will be more a test of your sanity than your ability but… there is a lot riding on this, and you’re all going to have to carry that weight. We have tried talking, we have tried negotiating- and all our peaceful attempts have been met with violence and cost the lives of good ponies everywhere. Well, now the talking ceases. Now, we fight. For the sake of Equestria… for yourselves and your family… for the sake of the free world, we will fight and we! Will! Win!”
 
56 was the first to cheer, leading the roar of applause as he reared up onto his hindlegs with his hooves kicking.
 
“Crew of The Celestia!”
 
At her calling, they all fell silent and stilled themselves, every eye falling upon the princess who stood with her head held high and wings outstretched to their fullest length.
 
“Bring us victory!”
 
As one, they shouted to the morning sky, “YES MA’AM!”
 
With a firm final nod, the princess turned her back to them and proceeded back towards the rooftop entryway. Spike stared after her for a few seconds before turning to Applejack, baring a fang as he grinned.
 
>We ride.
 
NON CANON, ALTERNATE UNIVERSE BASED ON HASBRO APRIL FOOLS JOKE http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S-DDF0q68kw
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