A Forgotten Trooper

by SonicTeam34

Chapter 27: A Not So Eggcellent Time

"This wire goes here, and this goes there, ok HIT IT STINGRAY!" Strider instructed, calling out to the cockpit.

Inside the pilot's area, a Blue Jay pressed a button with its beak on the console which activated the monitor. Then, it used its wings on a panel which glowed green, sending power through the Gunship.

Strider stood back from the Gunship, watching as several lights inside the transportation bay flickered to life. A loud whirring noise began to emerge from the ship, rattling the doors a little.

"Yes! yes!" Strider said out loud, a grin growing under his helmet.

The rumbling let out one last whir, before the entire ship roared to life completely.

"YES! WE'VE GOT FULL POWER!" Strider cheered, raising up a fist in triumph.

Stingray flew down from the cockpit and over to Strider's side, tweeting happily. The only things left to do were re-applying the left wing and repair the right wing. Then, the Gunship would be ready to fly.

"Fluttershy was right, you are a great helper." Strider stated to the Blue Jay.

Stingray smiled, before flying off towards Fluttershy's cottage. They had definitely earned whatever it was going to do.

Strider climbed up to the cockpit and turned off the power, saving the fuel for later use. As he was climbing back down, Fluttershy trotted over to him.

"Strider? Did Stingray help with the repairing?" Fluttershy asked.

Strider stepped off the ladder and onto the grass covered ground. "Stingray did their part, and thanks to their wing power, the Gunship's got full power!" Strider exclaimed.

Fluttershy smiled, making a mental note to give the Blue Jay a reward for helping out.

"That's great! By the way, are you getting ready for Princess Celestia's visit?" Fluttershy questioned.

"No, i'm to focused on repairing the wings for the Gunship. I'm so close to fix--- did you say Princess Celestia visiting?" Strider asked.

"Um, yes?" Fluttershy claimed.

"Oh that's gonna save me so much time! Why didn't you tell me this in advance?" Strider questioned.

"I didn't know until a few days ago, sorry..." Fluttershy stated.

"It's fine. I've just got to make sure that I talk with Princess Celestia and alert her of the war. That could save me a trip and fuel." Strider exclaimed.

"Ok. I'm gonna go help pick out some flowers for the Princess." Fluttershy stated, trotting off towards a flower covered hill.

Strider climbed into the transportation bay and opened up a tool box. He still had work to do before Princess Celestia arrives.

Strider picked up a wrench and rotated it in his hands, making sure it was the right side. After making sure it was the correct one, Strider hopped out of the transportation bay and looked up at the area where the left wing should be.

"Hmm, how am I gonna get the wing up there?" Strider wondered to himself.

The pulley system was out of the equation due to the lack of rope. Speaking of which, Trixie still owed him a rope. The wing was to heavy for him to carry so dragging it up wouldn't work.

"Maybe I could use a log to build a makeshift scaffolding system," Strider thought out loud. "or maybe a ramp and put wheels under the wing."

While Strider thought out loud, he didn't notice an orange pegasus filly with a purple mane and eyes running away from a pack of chickens.

Strider glanced over at the chase for a second, before going back into thought. Then what he saw hit his mind, causing him to look back over at the scene.

"Why do I have a feeling that's not normal?" Strider questioned out loud, grabbing the DC-15S but keeping it on the safe setting.

Strider rushed over towards the chase, quickly passing the chickens and running side by side with the filly.

"Why do you have a gang of chickens after you?" Strider asked.

"I don't know! Well, I might of crashed my scooter into their hen house while doing an amazing stunt." The filly stated.

"Do you want some help?" Strider questioned.

"No! I can handle things myself! This is nothing!" The filly claimed. However, her eyes widened once she noticed the chickens gaining on her.

Strider saw this and rolled his eyes. "Still don't want help?"

"Um, maybe?" The filly said, staring at the chickens.

"Ok then, hold on!" Strider instructed, picking the filly up and setting her down on his back.

The filly wrapped her fore-hooves around Strider's neck, not sure why she needed to since since Strider was going so slow- "WOAH!" The filly shouted with shock as Strider went into a full on trooper sprint.

Strider easily dusted the chickens, ducking into the Gunship's transportation bay and shutting the doors. Right before the doors shut completely, the chickens spotted the filly and began running towards the Gunship. But the doors shut on their faces, locking them out.

Once the doors were shut completely, Strider set the filly down on the bay's floor. The filly let out a sigh of relief, before looking up at the Trooper.

"Thanks." The filly said.

"Your welcome, the name's Strider." Strider greeted, extending out a hand.

"I'm Scootaloo!" Scootaloo claimed, shaking Strider's hand with a hoof.

Strider set the DC-15S down on the ground, before flipping a switch on the wall. The doors slightly opened, letting enough space to see but not enough for anything to enter.

Once Strider was sure the chickens had given up, he opened the doors the rest of the way and stepped out. No chickens in sight.

"All clear, you can head back to town now." Strider said.

Scootaloo hopped out of the transportation bay, before gasping.


"My scooter is still in the chicken coop." Scootaloo stated.

Strider sighed, grabbing the DC-15S and raising it up. "I'll be right back."

Scootaloo dangled her back hooves over the side of the transportation bay, thinking to herself. Her trail of thought faded once she heard the sound of footsteps approaching.

"Did you find my-" Scootaloo trailed off as she looked up to see the state Strider was in.

Strider's armor was covered with feathers as well as eggs. Strider's helmet's visor had smeared eggs all over the visor and the DC-15S he was holding was soaked with egg. In his other hand was a blue scooter which was in a similar state, with eggs and feathers on it.

Scootaloo held back a chuckle as Strider set the scooter down on the ground in front of her.

"Thank's Strider. Sorry about the egg....and feathers." Scootaloo apologized, hopping onto the scooter. She cringed as her hooves touched the sticky egg and feathers which began to stick to her.

"No, problem..." Strider grumbled, setting the blaster down and wiping away some egg.

As Scootaloo took off towards Ponyville, Strider walked over to a hose and picked it up. He twisted the knob, causing water to flow from the hose.

"Sometimes, I wonder why I help." Strider muttered right as he pointed the nozzle right at his face to wash the visor.