Chapter 13 - The Storm Gathers
~~~~Manehatten University, several hours later.~~~~
The whole apartment smelled like garlic.
Not in a bad way! Just… Garlic. Strong, bold and flavorful. The sizzle of oil in a pan, and the gentle sweetness of sauteeing onions provided a counterpoint in the air, and served as a fair distraction from the thoughts that were making Twilight’s head swim. She was alone in the ‘living room’ as Rosetta had called her, her wings tucked up tight against her and her flank planted in a marvelously soft chair. The room was piled high with artefacts and scientific equipment, and Twilight’s hooves itched to organize it.
Sadly, she didn’t know if it was already organized or not, and so she kept herself from the task. Which was quite a shame, given how much a good organizational binge would help her get some of the stress out of her system. Instead, she was left alone with her thoughts while Dash did what Dash always did. She’d taken off into the sky to do some acrobatics, presumably without performing a rainboom, and probably try and clear her head.
Twilight might’ve joined her, if she hadn’t been nigh certain that the sudden appearance of a bloody Alicorn Princess in the skies above Manehatten wouldn’t cause untold issues. No. She would have to wait inside until she regained enough strength to build a much more robust illusion to hide her new self. The fact that she had to hide in the first place… Back home, it was just some new wings and a title… here…. She glanced up to one of the windows, unable to not see her dimly glowing reflection in the glass. She had wanted to be like Princess Celestia her entire life, but never quite like this.
Gentle hooves wrapped around her. The smell of fresh rainclouds and apples, and soft fluffy wings.“Hey.” Dash whispered, and didn’t say a single other word. She didn’t have to given how close she was curled up against Twilight’s side. Twilight turned and felt a nuzzling cheek meet hers, Dash squirming about behind her to try and get a better position and finally giving up and just flopping against her. It was comforting, in a slightly awkward sort of way.
It was enough to make her smile. “Hey Dashie.” She giggled faintly, and bumped her cheek back against her friends. “I hope you didn’t come inside just for me. I’m fine, I swear.” Well. Maybe not fine, but she was doing okay enough that she didn’t want to interrupt her friend’s flight. The last thing she needed was to start turning into a full blown drama queen, especially with all the other problems they were wrestling with.
Dash shook her head, pushed her back against the couch cushions and clambered around until she was curled up right against Twilight’s side. She was very warm, very soft, and very distracting sitting there like that, and the words she kept saying weren’t helping much. “Nah. It’s too chilly up there tonight, somepony on the weather team must like cold evenings.” She snorted derisively, and craned her neck to look up into Twilight’s face. She had a sly smile on her face, her eyes mischievous. “So. Fess up, egghead. What’re you stressing about this time?”
Twilight wanted to open her mouth and deny everything. She wanted to do that, but instead… “Dash, we’re moving too slowly…” Dash snorted at that, and Twilight smacked her on the shoulder. “I’m serious! Dimensional magic is one of the least understood kinds, and right now we’re practically marinating in it!” She had to huff in exasperation, now more annoyed than worried. “We’ve got to find Rarity as fast as we can, and-”
“Twilight, stop for a second.” She held up her hoof, and Twilight snapped her mouth shut in surprise at Dash’s stone faced seriousness… which turned into a wry grin. “Sheesh, Twi.” She gently bonked her on the head, giggling faintly. “You’re supposed to be the egghead. Stop for a minute and think about where we are.”
Twilight blinked, trying to parse that statement… “Uh… Manehatten in an alternate reality?” She half questioned, half stated and felt thoroughly confused by whatever train of logic Dash had hopped onto.
Dash rolled her eyes. “Twilight, we’re like… literally in the middle of a Daring Do book. Everything that’s happened feels like some weird mix of The Caverns of Dr. Killponi and The Antikythera Device books.” She paused, scratching her chin. “And I suppose a dash of those detective novels Spike likes so much, but that’s not the point. Things are gonna happen in their own good time, and worrying our tails off about it isn’t going to help us. We should be working on a plan for what we’re gonna do when we find Rarity.” She grinned brightly, full of vigor and confidence. “And we’re gonna find her, Twilight. I know it in my feathers.” She flapped her wings against Twilight, tickling her and stirring up a gust of wind.
Twilight had to laugh a little at that, and shake her head. “Well, I suppose it’s possible. Alternate dimensions could be working off of universal laws of magic that simply don’t exist in our world.” She blinked, rubbing at her chin as the dominos fell in her brain one after the other. “I suppose that might even explain why all of these crazy events keep happening one after the other. But…” She frowned a little. “If that’s the case, then what could’ve happened to bring us here in the first place?”
Dash hummed, tapping her chin. “Well, Spike said there was some kind of magical accident. Maybe Rarity got her hooves on some kind of magic gem and didn’t realize it? She might not’ve noticed if it was shiny enough.” She snorted. “I swear, sometimes I think Rarity must be part dragon.”
Twilight had to giggle at that… if only just a little. “Possibly, but unlikely.” She shook her head slowly, staring out of the window. “It’s so like our world, but so utterly unlike our world. There’s just enough that’s the same…”
“That you gotta wonder how we got here.” Dash finished for her, half smiling. “You gotta admit it’s kinda cool, though. We’re the first ponies in history to go to another world!” She bounced a little in place, suddenly energetic. “I mean, can you imagine what we could do if we can smuggle some of this stuff here back home? They’ve got little machines that can make rice in like, ten minutes! And you don’t even have to watch them, they’re automatic!”
Twilight stared at Dash for a minute. “Rice?” She balked, trying to wrap her head around why that was such a big deal. But no matter what she thought, it didn’t make sense.
“Well ch’yeah.” Dash huffed, looking slightly dreamy. “Faster rice means faster Sushi. Mmm…” She licked at her lips faintly, her smile turning “Tuna Nigiri, Unagi, Hamachi… Celestia, I could go for some of that right now.” She was even rubbing her belly and looking like Pinkie Pie talking about eating frosting. It took her a few minutes to notice Twilight’s confusion, then blinked. “Oh yeah, I forgot. You grew up in Canterlot, didn’t you? So you probably have no idea what I’m talking about.”
Twilight nodded slightly, hoping her confusion wasn’t too obvious. Sushi? What in the world was that? Dash grinned and shook her head. “I’ll tell you later. It’s mostly a Cloudsdale and Los Pegasus thing.” She seemed oddly happy about that, and Twilight supposed she could understand. It wasn’t every day Dash knew something Twilight didn’t.
Still, she mulled over what Dash had said a little earlier. “You’re right. It is kind of neat that we’re the first ponies to do this…” She couldn’t help but smile a bit brightly. Every cloud really did have a silver lining. “Ha! And you’re right. We could do so much good in Equestria just with the special heaters and stoves we’ve seen so far… and mass produced sparklights!” She had to clap her hooves at the thought of that. No more dangerous candles around her precious books!
Dash giggled faintly, and Twilight was astonished to realize how… relaxed she suddenly felt. “Thank you, Dashie.” She said it quietly, only intending for it to be a compliment to a friend… but it came out so much warmer than that. “I don’t know… I don’t think I’d be able to do this without you.” She swallowed, and Dash’s smile got a lot softer than that. “You’re always the first one to help pick me back up, no matter how crazy things seem to get…”
Twilight felt herself sniffle a bit, and Dash’s hoof touched her cheek. “You’re one of my bestest friends, Twi. I’d do anything for you.” She lifted Twilight’s chin again, and she could see Dash’s bright smile. She spoke softly, like she couldn’t quite believe what she was saying. “You’re pretty special to me, Twilight.” And suddenly, Dash’s cheeks colored a bright red as she realized what she’d said. Twilight was blushing too, though she was sure it couldn’t be quite as bad as Dash was.
For a few seconds Twilight couldn’t speak. What could she possibly say to that? How could she possibly respond? Why was her mouth moving on it’s own? “You’re pretty special too, Dashie.” She couldn’t keep the warmth out of her tone, nor could she keep her hoof from gently hooking around Dash’s neck and pulling her in for an all too close hug.
And for a moment at least, she felt safe and warm again.
~~~~Aboard the Liebe Krystall~~~~
Iron Resolve came to attention as The Fuhrerin entered the room.
She was beautiful, of course. Nopony who served the cause did not swear to that fact with utmost devotion. She was ruthless too, and as sharp as the blade of a bayonet. Her eyes were clear and bright, and she carried the weight of the Equestrian kind on her shoulders. “Kommandant…” She spoke softly, with almost a whisper of wonder in her voice. “Is it true what our Lady tells me? She is alive? You saw her?”
The Kommandant nodded, his armor scattered across the floor of his quarters and his chest bare. His coat was pure white, the sign of the very highest class of Unicorn in Equestria and his horn came to a strong point. There was no finer example of unicorn stallion, and Iron Resolve knew it well. He’d been fending off unicorn mares from him for years now. “Yes.” Was all he could say, as he slowly turned a scrap of gold and violet metal over in his hooves, and repeated the motion over and over again.
The Fuhrerin slowly crossed to him, picking up his scattered armor and settling it in it’s proper place on the stand. “This must be… a wonderful moment for you.” She hesitated over her words, in the way she only did around the Kommandant. But her voice firmed up quickly, as it always did. “But why did you not bring her to us? And why was she with the rainbow maned one?”
The Kommandant sighed, and shook his head. “She has clearly lost all memory of what happened to her at the University. She is almost like the pony I knew as a child - her Cutie Mark is even different.” That elicited a gasp from the Fuhrerin, and Iron Resolve muttered in anger that he had missed such an obvious sign. “But it is her, Fuhrerin. I would swear it on my life, it is her. She was bright of soul, and powerful in magic.” He lifted his head, and he was fierce with pride. “Very powerful.”
Then he sucked in a breath and went rigid. “I will take responsibilty for not retrieving her, Fuhrerin. But she begged me to trust in her, and said she was looking for a friend. I must presume it was somepony she met in whatever place she has been kept all these years.” His face fell, and his eyes snapped firmly shut. “Somepony must have recovered her, and secreted her away… I cannot even begin to think of what must’ve been done to her. She is frightened, and uncertain.. and she has enough power to level Manehatten on her own lonesome. She wielded a Word of Power, Fuhrerin.”
Iron Resolve felt his own blood go cold. He was not a unicorn, and did not know their mysterious ways well, but he did know the legendary power the great wizards of the past had wielded. The Words of Power could only be spoken by those so utterly in tune with the forces of Magic that it could be said they were avatars of it. Even the Kommandant, with all of his power, could only speak one of them, and he had never done so in Iron Resolves’ presence.
The Fuhrerin lowered her head, and took a deep breath. “There are not many who could do such diabolical work, Kommandant… but if it was anyone, I am more than certain it was not Celestia.” The Kommandant’s head shot up in surprise, and even Iron Resolve had to pick his jaw up off the floor. The Fuhrerin shook her head. “I am much critical of Lady Celestia and her political decisions. I may even dislike her greatly for the many painful losses we have all endured from her weakness. But make no mistake about it, Kommandant. Of all the things she is, she is not a monster.” The Fuhrerin’s eyes narrowed. “No. But there is a monster who lives again, and his sudden reappearance makes me wonder if perhaps he is the one who has held her all along.”
The Kommandant’s eyes narrowed to pinpoints. His voice turned into a throaty growl, and his muscles radiated with power. “Doktor Negative.” The Fuhrerin nodded, and the pair looked at one another heatedly. “It seems that the goals of my sister, and the goals of my Fuhrerin are as one.” The Kommandant’s voice grew more powerful, and very happy.
The Fuhrerin grinned. “I shall dispatch you tomorrow, with my own personal guard to command. Find the Doktor. Find out what he has done to little Twilight, and then destroy him utterly.” She ran a delicate hoof over the Kommandant’s chest, and Iron Resolve knew where this was going.
“Jahwohl.” He responded, with a heated growl. Then the Kommandant smiled, if only just faintly. “Join me on my bunk this evening, Herr Fuhrerin?”
The mare responded with a slow, sensual smile that made Iron Resolve adjust his armor a bit.
~~~~~~~
The kitchen table had been completely cleaned off and replaced with a set of blueprints for what Dash had to presume was the old Manehatten U labs. “This place is a maze.” Rosetta said shortly, dropping a heavy metal object in the middle of the table. Dash now knew, thanks to a quick word with Scooter, that this was called a ‘gun’ and it was very dangerous. Why Rosetta had dropped it in the middle of the table, she wasn’t quite sure.
Rosetta snorted, snatching up the device and laying it more carefully to one side. “Eight floors and three sub-basements, this used to be where Manehatten U did all of it’s dangerous magical experiments. That’s not including the big underground central chamber…” She lifted several layers of blueprints to show a massive circular room, covered in all sorts of notes. “Where they were doing some kind of work on Star Swirls’ amniomorphic theories.” At Twilight’s sudden and bright eyed enthusiastic grin, Rosetta smiled wryly. “Sorry, Miss Twilight. I’m afraid our work was classified. Lady and Lord’s orders.”
Twilight drooped a bit, but kept paying attention. Dash could’ve giggled. Typical Twilight. Rosetta huffed out a breath and tapped the blueprints. “These are woefully incomplete plans. There was a lot of ancillary construction over the years. We had to run a lot of conduit into that place that it was never designed for, and so the room we took over had to expand outwards. By the time we shut down the lab when they built that big facility on Trellis Island, the place was as complicated as a rabbit warren. I doubt the time it’s spent mostly unattended in the last three years has improved it much.”
Rosetta sank into a chair, and all the eyes in the room went to her. Apple Bloom, Scooter, Daring, Twilight, and her own. Five ponies, and they were trying to get through that place? It looked complicated enough in it’s original drawings! Daring had put aside her helmet, and was leaning over the table, and Dash wondered what had to be going through her mind. Rosetta fixed her gaze on all of them, before speaking reluctantly again. “The best theory I have to go on is they’ve probably converted the sub-basements for use, and are using the old loading docks…” She pointed to a spot on the first floor, a big wide open warehouse style space. “As a lookout and entry point. They could use the cargo elevators there to get to every level of the facility, assuming they’ve bypassed the old security measures.”
Twilight nodded. “Lets focus on those then.” She levitated the other pages to one side, leaving only four sheets on the table and making Dash a little nervous. Sub-basements? Meaning underground? Uh oh… “How accurate do you think these plans are?” Twilight glanced at Rosetta, her tone firm and businesslike.
Rosetta winced and shook her head. “They’re not bad, but they’re not great either.” She waved her hoof over the inner rooms, “These are probably still all full of the conduit we were using. We pulled almost all of the wires, but the shells are still there. They weren’t worth it to pull out at the time, and no one has picked up the salvage contract for this place since it close.”
Apple Bloom tilted her head. “Yanno, th’ family made a bid on it.” That made Rosetta blink in surprise. Apple Bloom grinned and leaned back in her chair, hooves over her chest. “Sis thought we could scrap all the metal in there an’ turn it into a casino, but they told us they weren’t sellin’ it no matter what we offered.” She shrugged her shoulders and half smiled. “We’d mighty appreciate it if ya’d have a word with the University, Miz Rosie.”
Rosetta stared at her for a moment. “That’s… odd. They kept telling me nopony had ever made an offer.” She rubbed at her chin and shook her head. “A mystery for another day. I presume you’ve been there, then? Taken a look around?” Apple Bloom nodded, and Rosetta exhaled softly. “Well, at least we won’t be flying blind.” She nodded to Daring. “You’re up.”
Daring nodded and stood up, tapping the plans. “Okay. So presuming Doctor Negative is the one behind this, we’ve got some advantages. The Doc is a madpony, but he’s a very well organized madpony.” She paused, and then grinned. “Too organized. Every time we ran into one of his labs, he had it set up the exact same way, using really specific distances between things. Rosie’s got the list.” She pointed at a pad of paper, which Rosetta held up with a cheeky grin.
Daring glanced at all of them, and her face turned serious. “Which brings us to our disadvantages. The doc liked to use innocent ponies who’d been drugged or hypnotized into submission as his basic guards and minions, and psychopaths he’d freed from mental institutions as his hoofsoldiers. It’s also impossible to tell the difference between the two until you’re too close for it to matter.” She ducked her head, and stared at the ground for a moment. Dash couldn’t help but swallow a little at that information. But… In the book…
Daring exhaled a little. “The last lab we went into, I had to make that call. It wasn’t an easy one, and I’ll never know for sure if I made the right one. But it was a call I had to make.” She looked up at them, glancing from side to side. “If we go in here, especially if we’re going to break somepony out, there’s a strong chance that’s gonna come up again. I know Cloudsdale can handle that… but, you, Miss Twilight…”
Twilight spoke up sharply an instant later, “I’ll do what needs to be done, Doctor Do. I might not like it, I might hate myself for it, but I’ll do it. I’ll deal with the rest when Rarity is safe.” She shook her head once, and glared at the Blueprints. “My friend is in danger, and for all I know the only pony who can tell us how to get home is the one holding her hostage.”
Dash felt her blood go cold at that, but it made sense. Somehow, all of this had to tie back to Doctor Negative and his improbable escape from certain death. Somehow, that escape was tied in to the portal that had opened in Rarity’s shop back in her world, and somehow still it was tied into the mystery of why Sweetie Belle had arrived her months before they had, even though mere minutes had passed in Equestria before they were sucked into the portal.
It was as convoluted as a rubix snake, but there was a thread of logic there that Twilight had somehow grasped onto. Now they just needed to follow it to it’s conclusion… one way or another. “Me too.” Dash felt the need to add her own bit, but Daring just nodded as though it was expected. “So what’s the plan, DD? How do we go in?”
Daring arched an eyebrow at her, then turned back to the blueprints. Rosetta coughed faintly, then smiled. “We’re certainly not going tonight, Cloudsdale. We’re going to be having visitors in the morning, and I expect they may have the ability to assist us when they arrive.” Twilight’s head came up suddenly, and Daring blinked, turning to stare at Rosetta… who smiled slyly. “The Lord and Lady will be dropping by for a little consultation, you see.”
Apple Bloom spit out what Dash was pretty sure was coffee. Scooter fell out of her chair. Daring yelped and scrambled for her helmet, clutching it to her head… Rosetta just smirked, and Twilight Sparkle’s eyes lit up, and a smile Dash hadn’t seen since they left Equestria lit up her face. “Princess Celestia is coming here already?!”
~~~~Aboard the Forward Unto Dawn~~~~
“Lord Solaris. Manehatten is now in sight, sir. First Air Wing wishes to report in on the situation in the city.”
Lord Solaris, Monarch of the Moon (as ridiculous as that concept was, Celestia insisted on switching off who took care of night watch, and that meant a ridiculous title,) adjusted his helmet and nodded. “Bring them in, Captain.” He took a moment to try and neaten himself up, and then gave it up as a bad job. At least he’d managed to trim his beard today.
Three ponies dressed in dark blue flight suits with dark gold lightning bolts on the side landed in neat formation, and Solaris had to smile a little. “Well well, Captain Lightning Dust. Good to see you’re still alive. Astonished, actually. Why hasn’t anypony shot you out of the sky yet?” The airpony just grinned confidently at him, and Solaris nodded to the other two who were present. “Captain Spitfire. Captain Thunderlane. Good to see you. Where’s Commander…?”
Lightning Dust cut in, “Busy working with EIS again, Sir. You know the Commander, she just can’t keep her nose out of you-know-who’s business.” She grinned fearlessly, her eyes sparkling, then sobered up quickly. “Things are heating up in Manehatten, sir. We had an incursion from Neightzi stormponies today, and they got into a firefight with the Apple Mob.”
Solaris could have sworn up a storm, if he didn’t have subordinates on hoof. “How bad is it?” He’d better find out now. Celly was going to be absolutely furious if this was anypony of importance. “And have the Apple Clan filed any formal charges?” The last thing he needed was the powerful Apple Clan’s lawyers crawling up his flank looking to sue for damages…
Lightning Dust shook her head though. “That’s the funny thing, Sir. There was some kind of major energy fluctuation on site, and though we’ve got eyewitnesses they’re all telling different stories. And all of them are kind of nuts.” She scratched her head, looking confused. “And the Apple Clan basically told us to go to Tartarus when we went in to Investigate, even though Big Mac’s bar was basically a huge wreck.”
Lord Solaris bit at his lip, trying to parse that. The Big Apple was never hesitant about using the courts to throw her weight around, which meant that something really big must’ve happened at that bar… and that probably meant Rosetta had been involved somehow. “And the Neightzi’s?” He had to ask, hedging against hope that he wouldn’t have to tell Celly…
She nodded. “They withdrew from the airspace pretty fast, sir. Tails tucked between their legs and all.” Then she looked a little nervous, “Which is why we’re kinda worried sir. All intelligence reports that Kommandant Panzer and Lady Butterfly were on board, and present for the confrontation.”
Solaris stared at her disbelievingly, but Lightning Dust didn’t have a habit of over-exaggerating anything but her own flying skill. If those two were involved, that meant they had been there on the direct orders of the Fuhrerin. That meant… Oh, dear. They were after the source of the Sonic Rainboom, and had suspected that Rosetta and Daring had been harboring the pony. And that was the very last somepony Solaris could afford falling into the Fuhrerin’s hooves.
He took a deep breath to steady himself, then nodded. “Thank you, Captain. Continue your overwatch of the city, and tell the Wing Commander that she’d better get her flank in gear and set up a proper response team. We may need their help if things get dicey.” Captain Lightning Dust saluted, and she and her comrades took off into the sky. Solaris watched them go with a bit of longing, wishing he could spread his wings and just do a few acrobatic tricks today…
But if the Fuhrerin was directly involved, Celestia needed to know now. He sighed. She was going to be so very, very crabby. Maybe if her brought her some cake….
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So, Fuhrerin = Cadance?
Wing Commander = ? (Not many female Pegasi left)
4495153 The second one is an intentional mistake. He's teasing her in a way peculiar to them.
Sorry about the first, will fix later.
4495175 Is it Cadence?
Or is it somepony else? So many possibilities...
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Could be Sunset Shimmer or Trixie, but the lack of dimensional travel makes the first unlikely. Few other characters fit.
Another awesome chapter!
Ah, that answers part of my cutie mark question form last chapter.
Hmmm, Rainbow's cutie mark is on full display and is probably different from Cloudsdale's cutie mark. I wonder why Daring hasn't made mention of the change...?
Ponies in Equestria eat...fish? That seems so odd...
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I'm leaning towards Cadence too. Trixie would be my next guess.
As for the Commander of the Air Wing...my first guess is Cloudsdale Dash. Seems she works for EIS and has been following Daring around. I would wager that she goes without checking in quite often and thus her disappearance hasn't been noted.
If not Dash then...well, who do we have left? Ditzy? That would be hilarious.
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There have been a couple fanfics I've seen in the past that adopted the quirk that pegasus ponies actually ate fish regularly enough for it to be a thing. Not sure how it started but there are a lot of birds that eat fish so maybe! That aside, this universe DOES seem to be messing with them all a little, so it could just be a local thing.
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Interesting. I never really consider Pegasi to be all that bird like so I've never thought of them eating fish. Kinda how I don't think of them eating rabbits or worms either.
That is an interesting point. Is the random sushi love Dash is showing really her own love for sushi or is it Cloudsdale's love of sushi?
4495179 At first I thought it was Rarity but now I'm leaning towards Cadance.
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Just to put this one to bed, I actually like the headcanon that Pegasi eat fish. (And to some extent, other ponies CAN eat it, but mostly choose not to.) This ties back into their nomadic days, when they couldn't rely on gorund-bound farms to provide them with all the food they needed. Given how many birds need a certain amount of oil in their feathers to make them water-proof, I figured that Pegasi could eat them voluntarily to give them a similar effect, especially for fliers like Dash, who need the extra-lean protean she can only get from certain fish.
Of course, in my headcanon, Unicorns have also taken to the habit as it has become 'trendy' much like it has in real life.
Yes, I am writing a fanfiction on this subject. ;p
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An interesting bit of headcanon there.
Ohhhhhhh, I want to read that.
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I've seen the "pegasi eat fish" thing a couple times before, especially in old stories (Xenophillia being the first to come to mind).
I'm putting my bets on Cadance being the Nazi leader (she is really the only one that makes sense) and Dash is really the only one that makes sense as the Wonderbolt (or whatever they are here) leader though how Cloudsdale Dash being said leader works isn't clear at all. It actually doesn't make much sense but then neither does anyone else in that role...
Anyway, I'm super looking forward to the Solaris/Celestia x Twilight/Dash scene. That's pretty much where the original story stopped. BTW Lapis, still waiting on that email.
The Kommandant’s eyes narrowed to pinpoints. His voice turned into a throaty growl, and his muscles radiated with power. “Doctor Negative.”
“I shall dispatch you tomorrow, with my own personal guard to command. Find the Doctor
Cake
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Huh. This is actually the first story I've seen it in. Guess I'm the odd man out.
I do agree that Cadance being the leader makes the most sense. If it turns out to be somepony else then I hope we get a really, really good explanation behind the reveal. (Plot twist! There is no Fuhrer. She's really a collective figment of everyone's imagination! Group hypnosis at it's best.
)
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*Facehoof* Send me your email again. Maybe I put in the wrong one...
4498604 Hey. Hey guess what.
That's the German spelling.
4513190 O okay