A Forgotten Trooper

by SonicTeam34

Chapter 5: Ponyville

Strider stared wide eyed in shock. The whole place looked right out of a kids cartoon show.

Buildings had a strange combination to human architecture with added pony accessories. Most of the buildings had standard pasty yellow colored walls and wooden support structuring the exterior. But the roofs were made out of what looked like hay and straw. Most of the windows had pink stained glass windows and magenta colored wooden doors. A few building had exceptions. One of those buildings appeared to look like a gingerbread house with ice cream on top. The town library was built inside a tree, some windows seemed to be supported by the leaves themselves.

The whole place made no sense, and that's not even counting the population. The population seemed to be solely ponies which seemed to have three different races. A unicorn, a pegasus, and a regular pony. Each one however had different colored manes, tails, coats, and styles.

Fluttershy had guided Strider over to what appeared to be a park that was the only normal looking thing he saw. Each pony who had spotted him either ran in the opposite direction, stared at him, or just simply ignored him. One pony just looked inside a sandwich they were eating.

Fluttershy stopped in front of a tree which had several birds standing on each branch. This must have been that chorus Rainbow Dash had been talking about.

"Well, i'm gonna go look around. Good luck with your....singing lessons. This looks just like a Snow White story." Strider muttered the last bit under his breath as he walked away from Fluttershy and around the park.

It wasn't anything special, just a path, a few benches, and lot's of trees. Just how a park should be. But something caught Striders eyes as he walked down the path. Outside the park was an area surrounded by several carts that had all sorts of food and other items in them. Of course, they were all being run by ponies.

Strider walked past a few trees and went behind a building. He peeked around the corner of the building into the clearing, seeing several ponies with saddlebags on full of items.

"So these ponies have a marketing system, wonder what the currency is." Strider thought. He backed away from the corner and turned to head back into the park, but recoiled back as a pink face took up his vision.

With a startled shout, Strider backed away from the pony that had snuck up on him until he hit the back of the building. Once his breath returned to normal, he glared at the pony.

"What was that for? I know i'm not your kind but do you have to scare he half to death?" Strider emphasized.

"Half to death? Woops, didn't mean to scare you that much! I was just trotting by when I noticed your white armor sticking out like a pink orange and decided to introduce myself. By the way i'm Pinkie Pie!" The Pink pony greeted, smiling.

"I'm Strider, clone trooper of the Republic. Your one of the few ponies who isn't scared or has ignored me." Strider pointed out, now realizing how strange that was. Why was this pony so calm and quick to introdu--

"That's because when I see a new face around here I want to know them! I'm Ponyville's proud party pony! Speaking of parties, I was already planning a welcome to Ponyville party for Twilight Sparkle! She just got here from Canterlot! CANTERLOT! Can you believe that? A unicorn all the way from Canterlot is now going to be living in the Golden Oaks Library! Now that I think about it, isn't it strange to live in a library? I mean you have lot's of books to read but libraries don't exactly have all the things that could made a house cozy. Ooh! Maybe I could do some remodeling for the library so she feels right at home from Canterlot and----"

"CAN YOU STOP TALKING!?" Strider barked.

"Sure!" Pinkie answered, cutting her rambling off.

"Oh thank the Force, you nearly talked my ears off!" Strider claimed, putting a hand onto his helmet in relief.

"Anyways, I think I might be able to squeeze your welcome party into Twilight's but i'm not sure if everypony wouldn't judge you by the cover and..." Pinkie Pie went back into rambling, causing Strider to groan loudly in annoyance.

After what felt like hours, Pinkie Pie finally stopped rambling and outstretched her hoof. "Welcome to Ponyville Strider!"
However, the clone wasn't there.

Strider was being as sneaky as he could, keeping his eyes down the alleyway he had rushed down.

"That pony could rival Hot Shot with words," Strider muttered to himself, still trying to wrap his brain around what he had heard from Pinkie Pie.

His thoughts were interrupted when his back made contact with something. Next thing Strider new, he was on his back in the remains of what appeared to have been an apple cart. Several apples had fallen right onto his helmet, bouncing across his visor. Some of them fell with enough force to break through there skin, smearing apple juice all over the visor.

Strider let his head hit the ground as he looked up at the still falling apples that were landing right on his chest and head. "Can't I catch a break?" He muttered out loud.

Turns out this world didn't want to give him one, because a set of emerald green eyes were glaring down at him. Those green eyes belonged to an orange normal pony with a blond mane and tail. They had white freckles on there cheeks and a brown country style stetson hat.

"Care to explain ya self?" The pony asked in a female southern accent.

"Ok, wait a second. Before you start pointing fingers, I was trying to escape an avalanche of sentences spilling out of a single pony's mouth." Strider exclaimed.

"Well, Ah have a pretty good idea as ta who your talk'n 'bout but ah don't think she pushed ya into mah apple cart." The pony stated. "Also, what the hay are fingers?"

Strider slowly got up from the pile of apples that had fallen around and on top of him and looked down at the pony. Due to him being much taller than a pony, several ponies quickly spotted him and began to get curious. Most likely due to the fact that his armor was now covered with apple juice.

"It's just an apple cart." Strider emphasized.

"Ah sixty bit cart with fresh ripe Sweet Apple Acres apples on board." The pony corrected.

"Oh for the love of- why out of all the planets I had to crash on, it just HAD to be THIS one!?" Strider shouted to himself, much to the pony's confusion.

The orange pony was about to reply, but a familiar voice caused Strider to turn around. His gaze was met with Pinkie Pie bouncing through the alleyway he had rushed down, her eyes locked onto him.

"WELL I'VE GOT TO GO MA'AM!" Strider shouted, before taking off in a full sprint down the path, away from the pink pony.

Strider didn't really care anymore if the ponies around him were giving him a weird look, he did NOT want to have to listen to that pony ramble again. The clone trooper dashed through the market, ducking and weaving through unplaced stands and wagons.

Strider had made quite a bit of distance with Pinkie Pie, not stopping to catch his breath. He spotted a wagon full of what appeared to be watermelons being pulled across the path. He didn't have enough time to slow down and no room to go around, so he used his momentum to slide under the wagon, the tip of his helmet scratching the bottom of the wood. He jumped back to his feet on the other side and kept running.

Strider took a sharp turn and rushed down another alleyway, appearing on another path through the town. He took a peek around his back from where he came from, not seeing Pinkie anywhere.

"Whew! That was a close- WOAH!" Strider's sentence broke off as he tripped over a pony and landed hard on the ground. He heard the noise of several items crashing to the ground and the gasp from the pony he had tripped over.

Strider got to his knees and looked over at the pony. The pony appeared to be a unicorn with white fur and a purple mane and tail which seemed to be sparkling somehow. The pony's eyes were blue and seemed to have eye shadow on the eye lids.

"Who do you think you are? Tripping over a lady?" The pony asked, yet another female tone.

"Oh don't even get me started ma'am." Strider said, but quickly froze up as he saw Pinkie Pie bouncing through the alleyway he had come out of. "DOESN'T THAT PONY KNOW WHEN TO STOP?"

Strider took off again in full sprint, leaving the mare with a confused look. That was until Pinkie Pie bounced over her head, still giving chase.

The two ran across Ponyville, both not slowing down for a second. Strider rounded a corner and spotted a blue telephone box. He rushed over to it and tried to open the doors, but they didn't budge. Instead, he hid behind it, recovering from the chase.

"Huff, That pony is fast..." Strider said between breaths.

Slowly, Strider peeked around the telephone box and scanned the area for Pinkie Pie. No sign of anything pink moving. The trooper sighed with relief, before leaving his cover and dashed over to a building. He used the buildings as cover until he made his to the outskirts of town.

Strider spotted Fluttershy's cottage on the horizon, a sanctuary from ponies, besides Fluttershy. But he could handle one pony. The trooper trudged up the hills that led to the cottage and quickly reached the front door.

Not knowing if Fluttershy was home, he knocked first. When no reply sounded, he tried to open the door. Strangely enough, it was unlocked.

"Maybe Fluttershy assumed I wouldn't stick around Ponyville. Well she was right in thinking that I-" Strider stopped dead in his tracks.

Two things were wrong when he stepped into the cottage. One was the fact that there were no animal noises. They had been faint when he had first entered, but they were still there. But now, the cottage was as quiet as a deactivated droid. No scurrying of small paws or claws. No quiet noises in the walls. Nothing.

The second thing wrong was the table. The table that was standing between the two green chairs. The table that used to have the DC-15A on it, was now empty.

Strider suddenly felt like he was being watched. He looked around, trying to see if anything was near. But the room was empty with the exception of him.

That was, until Strider spotted it. Standing on top of what appeared to be a resting area for cats, was a familiar looking white bunny, a grin across its small face. In it's paws, was the DC-15A, the barrel pointing directly at Strider.