Nation Shall Speak Peace Unto Nation

by Dan The Man

3. Bad Apples

3. Scene – The Pathway

·Laukkinen: *turns on a digital voice recorder he brought along* Okay. So, uh, I walk here. With the delegation of Mr. Finch and Mr. Hartfield. I… *sounds of checking his pocket* Oh Jumala, One moment. Mr. Hartfield, what is the clock?

·Hartfield: Dunno, the battery’s still dying on me.

·Laukkinen: Kunossa! *to DVR* Well. It’s about noon, and we go through small forests and a big field, about for one kilometre, so twenty minutes. We have talked with our, uhm, greeting party. Is consisting of three Equine… ponies. Look like Shetlands. Have nigh-human style of life. They talk. And in English (note: with strangely American dialect). Claim to have a society, called Equinestria. Have very distinct genetic traits. One has purple eyes, another one has purple mane and fur, as well as dark purple eyes. The same one has… a horn-like growth on forehead. Very reminiscent of a… *cannot remember English word* Translate: Yksisarvinen. Back to the culture: One wears strange fedora-esque headgear.

·Applejack: Would you stop touchin’ my hat?!

·Laukkinen: *excited* Sorry. Could you… repeat it again? Speak into here, please…

·Applejack: and put that thing outta my face. *grunts* Will you keep doin’ thes for de ho’ trip now?

·Laukkinen: *ignores her* It is fascinating. Very Americanismic choice of words. Apart of that, have noticed a rank and honour system (consisting of “jolly badges” in areas of life in which they excel, such as agriculture or musical instrumentality), additional to a social hierarchy structure.

·Applejack: Could you just stuhp usin’ fancy terms, mister?!

·Laukkinen: They have community leaders: One… no two monarchs. They are entitled… “Princesses”. However, there is no king or queen represented above, apparently…

·Applejack: Are you insultin’ da princesses now, huh?!

·Laukkinen: *finally acknowledges her* If you want to comment, say it into here, please!

·Applejack: No!

·Laukkinen: It is my profession to document the progressing. After all, I am a reporter and News correspondent. *back to DVR* Pardon the interruption. One of the Equines is shy, reserved. One is interested, fascinated, very approaching to the delegates. The third one is very… ehm… temperamental, though-

·Applejack: *snaps* Now listen here, mister! First’y it’s “Equestria”, nuht “Equestriana”! Second’y, it’s “Cutie Marks”, not “Juhlly Badg’ies”! Third’y: Ah’ve heard stories of my own grandmother ‘bout ya ‘umans, an’ ya weren’t nuht well receiv’d!

·Levin: *to Applejack* I am sorry, Ms. Applejack, is it? I am in charge of the safety of the emissaries. If you keep showing such an antagonistic attitude, I will have to separate you from this party.

·Twilight: *intervenes; to Levin* Please, I must apologize for my friend. She is still… very unacquainted to such situations. I will talk to her.

·Laukkinen. *back to DVR* Well, it is noon on the 15th of September, my name is Joona Filip Laukkinen, Documentator of the Diplomatic Exploration of H#12 as intended by the United Nations delegation under Charge d’affaires Donathan Finch. H#12 is now formally defined as The Kingdom… no… the principality of Equestria. *turns off the DVR* So, that is done. *to Finch, who is nearby* Log 1 of Day 1 completely recorded, Mr. Finch.

·Finch: Thank you, Mr. Laukkinen. Please have some battery power reserved to record the talks. *grabs and digs around his suitcase, which now looks hilariously out of place in the woods*

·Twilight: *hissing to Applejack* Was that really necessary?

·Applejack: Nah, it wasn’t. But ah juhst wonder ‘bout mah granny’s stories regardin’ ‘em ‘umans. Dey say dat they put ponies to work, and dat dey ate ‘em afterwards.

·Octavia: *intimidated* Oh, really?

·Twilight: Now these are just stories, Octavia. They are just legends.

·Octavia: Well, I don’t know. If you get them told to you your whole life, one does start to believe them sooner or later…

·Twilight: Aw, come on, you two. These are just tales you tell to fillies to get them to sleep. *looks into the noon sky; double-takes* Say, didn’t we forget something?

·Applejack: Whaddya mean?

·Twilight: *realises* Talking of fillies; we were in our way to Pinkie Pie, weren’t we, Applejack?

·Applejack: Holy apples, yes! Ah todally forguht that! Somepony has to tell ‘er dat we cain’t make it.

·Octavia: Who do you mean? Pinkie, my sister?

·Twilight: Yes, yes. *double take* Wait, what? She is you sister? I didn’t know that.

·Applejack: Me neith’r. You’re her sister, Octavia? But she never told uhs dat.

·Octavia: Well, we haven’t spoken for some time. We just had different aspirations, that’s all. I always wanted to play a Cello on the big stage in Ponyville, and maybe for Princess Celestia. She, on the other hoof…

·Applejack: Always wan’ed to be a “partey!!!” pony, huh?

·Octavia: *looks on the floor* Aha.

·Twilight: Would you perhaps like to join us later on, when we meet up with Pinkie?

·Octavia: *rolls eyes in uncertainty* I don’t know…

·Twilight: Come on, she is your sister, after all.

·Octavia: *looks up again; at Twilight* Oh well…

·Applejack: Okay, c’mon den, Octavia. We’re past due anyway… can’t get away fruhm ‘ere fast enuff!

·Octavia: What, are we going now already?

·Applejack: Sure, now or never. We may ‘ave to send Pinkie on ‘er way, ‘cos she’ll probably freak out when she sees dem ‘umans…

·Twilight: Yes, that’s probably a good idea, Applejack. You two go. Pinkie can come along *rolls eyes* but I wouldn’t advise it… *to Levin* I’m sorry Ma’am, but there is some personal matters my friend have to attend to. Can they join us later on?

·Levin: *skeptical* Yes… technically speaking… please mind your entrances from now on, though. I want to take notice of all of this group’s movements now. Please be discrete about their Excellency’s presences, this mission is classified as ‘Confidential’.

·Applejack: Okay, Twilight, see y’all lader!

·Octavia: Good bye, Twilight.

·Twilight: See you both later.

(Concluding Music Cue)

Comments

[DJ Cobalt]

this getting good

[Ambassador_Derpius]

Octavia is inkie O_o hm actually I'm ok with that.

[Ridge Kid Studios]

ma accent is noh as thick as tha.

[Havokdapony]

I seriously think app!ejack is gonna fuck up everything becuase of those story's she heard
If we really wanted to put them to work then eat them then she wouldnt be walking alongside them at that moment