“Women are the future!” Hillary yelled happily at the crowd of thousands, no, millions of potential viewers. She stood behind a super small podium, making her seem even larger than life itself.
“Together, we will stop racism in its tracks and we will overthrow Trump’s tyrannical rain!”
Applause exploded across the auditorium as the speakers mimicked a crowd of billions. She knew she didn’t need it as many people hashtagged her #StandWithHer but there was no need to be stingy with her campaign money from the generous saudi king.
In the crowd, all the good feminists and transgender-men raised their arms in the air and screeched in unison, “DOWN WITH DRUMPF DOWN WITH DRUMPF”
The chanting grew louder and louder and louder until it began to not only pierce all the ears of the fox news reporter, but to open up a portal through reality itself. A shining beam of light erupted from Hillary's crotch as she rocketed upwards into the sky. A magical portal opened up and a beautiful land can be seen on the other side.
The people stood in awe as the very universe itself seemed to stillen. A great magical feet not seen since the time of Jesus had occurred. A portal! To a magical land!
Shrieks and celebratory yells filled the air as all of the non-bias media and all of the supporters in the crowd started floating up in the air. Only true supporters of Hillary rose up, the rest sat helpless on the ground. They were exposed as the un-american racists that they were as they gaped at the miracle.
Suddenly, they all flew into Hillary's crotch, disappearing into the portal.
After the last of them flew through, her body started collapsing into itself until finally a loud POP was heard and she disappeared along with her supporters, leaving all of the drumpf supporters awestruck and left behind to live out their miserable racist existence.
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The almighty princess Celestia sat alongside her sister in the royal dinery. A small pony the size of a horse with dark purple fur and stark red hair brought a place of moon pancakes to the two of them. Celestia conjured up magical delicious syrup that automatically poured itself in a perfect way over the delicious pancakes.
Normally Luna would make the pancakes out of the stars and the moons themselves, but due to the recent influx of undocumented workers from another dimension, she had a dimension-renown chef named Gordian Ramsey make them today.
Taking a delicious bite of the mooncakes, she thought about hiring him as a permanent fixture of the staff. However, as she thought this, a loud CRACK and BOOM happened and a magical portal exploded in front of them, making the mooncakes disappear.
In their places, a fabulous and hip Hillary Clinton stood. A chorus of “#ImWithHer” can be heard throughout the castle as loud pops and cracks sounded off throughout the town of canterlot.
Hillary held out her hand, presenting it to the princess ponies.
“Join me, my sisters, together we will create a realm of femininity and we will drive out the male gaze from our lands. We will form a unbreakable sisterhood that will last for eons, leading us into a new-age era of progress and socialism.”
The two of them turned to each other and had a very silent conversation in their minds using their telepathy.
After a little bit longer, sweat started to break out among Hillary’s bodyparts in frustration as she became unsure if the two princesses in front of her were brainwashed by the patriarchy.
Celestia stood up and was about to express her greetings and acceptance, but before she could, Luna stood up and asked, “Male gaze? Dost thou mean attraction? Therest male gaze is not a problem in our lands. Thine must be confused as thee has not had such social conflicts in our culture.”
Hillary grew very mad.
“THE PATRIACHY HAS CORRUPTED YOU!”
She threw out her palm and struck the princess across the face. Instantly, in a very quick surprise, Luna’s face and body distorted until she was wearing a rainbow scarf, hipster glasses, an old-worn beanie stained with cool-aid and fruity margaritas. She gazed upon Hillary with her now-well-known fish lips.
“Hm- perhaps thouset is right. Thee shall fallow”
Hillary smiled her feminist smile, happy she saved another one.
Celestia, seeing what happened to her sister, agreed with Hillary and accepted her offer to join together forces to create the ultimate female empire.
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Within mere hours, canterlot had been changed utterly. Hillary’s supporters trampled over the possible-drumpf supporters, driving out all the men from their homes and forcing them into cages in the center of canterlot. Females that resisted their efforts were corrupted by the evil male patriarchy and so were sent to new, specially designed camps meant to educate them on what it means to be female and what they can do to promote female rights.
In one of the many halls of the palace, a battle raged on. A line of Canterlots’ guard, all men remaining of the patriarchy, held their shields and spears up, pointed towards the group of Hillary supporters. Nervous expressions were painted over their faces as the dozen of them had been cornered in a section of the palace, unable to escape the chaos and confusion happening in the city.
A line of new-age feminists charged at them, with thousands and thousands of more behind them. The menismists prayed to their non-feminist christian gods and braced for impact. Feminist screechers were the first to impact. Flailing their oppression around them in the form of a harsh vocal screech, a few of the menimists fell as the rest thrusted their spears forward, dicing and chopping the first wave into little bits.
In the feminist back line, a large healthy woman the size of a small cab had little baby boys crawling all over her. She and the little boys all wore their natural birthday suits and she picked one off of her before throwing it at one of the guards. The little baby boy stuck to the guards’ face helmet and screamed as it held on.
The large woman pointed at the guard and screamed, “Pedophile! He’s a pedophile!”
All of the guards stopped what they were doing and frowned at him, shaking their heads in disagreement. They plucked the helmet off his face, the armor off his body and kicked him into the feminists for being a dirty disgusting pedophile.
The feminist horde rushed forward, completely covering the privileged male ex-guard, and let out wails of victory as their push also overwhelm the group of guards that had kicked out one of their own at the shrieking accusations.
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Several battles like the just explained were happening across the castle and the city itself. Fastly, but surely, all of the menimists were overwhelmed and the town of Canterlot was Hillary’s. New-Luna and Celestia felt pride at seeing their new female-overlord succeed in her plans to make America feminist again. However, they still had a huge obsticale. Retaking the old country of the United States of America, and then, THE WORLD.
As the fighting downed down, a new, even bigger portal exploded in the nearby town of Ponyville. Stepping out was the tyrant, Donald Trump, followed by the military and his evil supporters.
Raising his hands up in the air, the ponies of ponyville became redpillled..
“Together! We will beat back the fake news and those minorities who wish to do us harm! Together, we will make Equestria great again!”
Twilight stepped out of her treehouse, memorized by the sight of the glorious god emperor of America, as of yet, still unaware of Hillary's new reign in her homelands.
“I need to get the girls…”