PLR: Union of Soviet Equestrian States

by Caesar2013


1st Day of School

It has been one full year since Applejack and Big Macintosh left the farm. However, life pretty much was the same for Applebloom, she and her friends continued to to look for their cutie marks and attended school. However, life in Ponyville, is about to change.

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"Com'on girls we're going to be late for school!" Applebloom said continously hopping up and down.

The two other fillies moaned at the thought of having to go back to school.

"Aww but Applebloom we still gotta look for Rarity and Rainbow Dash!" Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo said in unison.

"I know Applejack's gone too but after the first day of school, we'll be The Cutie Mark Crusader Rescuers!" Applebloom said excitedly

"I wonder what Miss Cherrilee will teach us this year." Scootaloo asked

The three little fillies continued walking down the road towards the schoolhouse, when they noticed Miss Cheerilee talking to a strange earth pony with a hammer and sickle badge. Cheerilee looked very concerned as the earth pony continued talking to her.

"What do you think they're saying?" asked Scootaloo to the others.

"I don't know Scoots" Applebloom said. "But I don't think he's a friend of Miss Cheerilee.

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Meanwhile at the school house.

"Now the council isn't mad at you Miss Cheerilee, but we feel that we have to.. take over the curriculum." said the earth pony

"But you're filling my students' heads with hurtful ideas! You'll turn them against eachother!" Cheerilee said with a hurt look on her face.

"We only want the truth... our truth... every pony's truth told." The earth pony said

Cheerilee looked back at the schoolhouse and saw the earth pony's friends were carrying out a large picture of Luna and Celestia.

"What are you doing with that?!" Cheerilee asked

The earth pony merely handed his friends a hammer and responded.

"Cheerilee, these traitors must be removed from society for their treatment of common ponies. They will be shown as they truly are. Comrades, smash the filth!"

With that, the earth ponies smashed the picture of Princess Celestia and Luna. They then took a container of gasoline and burned the picture. The area was sooned filled with the smell of gasoline and fire as the picture of the two now dead rulers of Equestria lay burning.

"As a token of our gratitude for teaching future generations of free ponies, Cherille, we are giving you a painting of our comrade, Bucephalus, who made everyday life a paradise for you." The earth pony said handing Ms. Cheerilee a painting of an old but large pony with a beard and hammer and sickle cutie mark.

"It's... it's... lovely!" Ms. Cheerilee said as she looked at the painting. "Why.. i'll just put it where... Celestia's and Luna's painting was..." Cheerilee said putting the painting down.

"We're sorry for taking your time Ms. Cheerilee, you may now continue with classes." The earth pony said before climbing onto a wagon and leaving the schoolhouse.

"Oh dear Celestia what is going on now?" Cheerilee said with a sad look on her face.

The three fillies watched as their teacher broke down crying by the school's door. Worried about her, they ran down the hill as quickly as they could.

"Ms. Cheerilee are you all right?" Applebloom said to Ms. Cheerilee

Ms. Cheerilee looked around to see the three young fillies before her with looks of concern.

"Ms. Cheerilee what happened?" asked Sweetie Belle

Not wanting to frighten her students, Cheerilee gave them a reassuring smile. "Oh it's nothing girls. Now let's go in the building class is about to start."

The ponies walked into the schoolhouse, and saw that most of the class is already there.

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"Now students please rise for our... " Ms. Cheerilee stoped there with a pause as she read the school's new instructions. "National anthem..."

Ms. Cheerilee got a projector working to show a weird new song that none of the foals had ever heard of.

National Anthem of the Union of Soviet Equestrian States:

An unbreakable union of Ponies

The great Equestria has wielded forever to stand

Long live the creation of the will of common ponies

The United Union of Ponies

Be glorious, our homeland! A reliable stronghold of ponies' friendship!

The party of Bucephalus, the strength of the pony,

leads us to triumph.

Through the tempests the sun of freedom shone to us,

and the great Bucephalus illuminated our path,

To a just cause he raised up the ponies,

to labor and exploits he inspired us

In the victory of the immortal ideals of the earth pony

We see the better future of our country,

and to the Banner of our glorious homeland

We shall always be selflessly true!

The ponies finished awkwardly as none of them were familiar with the tune nor the song itself.

"Ms. Cheerilee!" Diamond Tiara called out to her teacher.

"How come we had to sing that stupid song?

Ms. Cheerilee looked away and said

"Uhmm... I wouldn't call it stupid, it's just something new to all of us. But we'll continue saying it for the duration of the school year." Ms. Cheerilee said calmly.

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School preety much went the same as last year for the Cutie Mark Crusaders. They learned arthimetic and spelling. Applebloom and her friends played crusaders at recess. But, trangely when they got to the last class of the day, history, something about it changed.

"Now class as you can see on page 42 of Earth Ponies, a History... the earth ponies of... oh dear..." Ms. Cheerilee stopped reading and closed the book.

Ms. Cheerilee got up, and sat the history book down. Then she went row by row taking the books from the students.

"I'm sorry class, but I cannot teach these horrible things." Ms Cheerilee said as she collected the "history" books.

As Ms. Cheerilee continued collecting the books from her students, Applebloom continued to skim through the book.

"Wow! This sure is mean to Celestia." Applebloom said to herself looking at page after page of the book.

"From the creation of the monarchy, earth ponies were kept in a slave state. They were worked to death to the profit of their overlords: alicorns and unicorns, taking names like capitalist, industrialists, nobles. Each pony was allowed to have their way with any female pony regardless of whether or not she felt something for that pony. This barbaric way of life was legal and allowed by the evil of two sisters, Luna and Celestia. Celestia was the most evil of imperialists, even going so far as to banish her own sister to keep total control of Equestria for over a millenium. During that time, 99% of Equestria toiled in the ground as 1% of the ponies grew fatter by the day. Fear of Celestia and her six hench ponies kept others from rising up against her, until our friends, the PLR (Pony Liberation and Resitance) rose up against these injustices once and for all. Our leader, Bucephalus led our comrades against the cruelty of the sisters and freedom for all ponies was achieved."

Applebloom sat there confused over what she was reading, and did not notice Cheerilee standing next to her.

"Applebloom, can I have that book please?" Ms. Cheerilee asked Applebloom

"Sure thing Ms. Cheerilee." Applebloom said handing the book back to Ms. Cheerilee

Sastisfied that she had finally taken the horrible books from her students, Ms. Cheerilee put the books onto a shelf.

"I'm terribly sorry about that children. That's all for today!" Ms. Cheerilee said dimissing her class.

As the students left the building, Ms. Cheerilee opened the cupboard and threw the history books in the garbage. She wasn't going to teach the horrible things the book talked about. Unbeknowst to her, every action she did, was recorded from a camera in the painting of Bucephalus.

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That night as Cheerilee slept soundly in her bed, she could hear the door bell ring.

"DING DONG!"

Cheerilee shifted uneasily in her bed as the door continued to ring.

"DING DONG!"

Cheerilee grunted as she slowly rose from her bed.

"Who could be up at this hour at this time of night?" Cheerilee asked herself as she got out of the bed.

Looking at her alarm clock, which read 1:32 am, Cheerilee moaned and went downstairs to answer the door bell.

"DING DONG"

"All right all right! I'm coming!" Cheerilee said opening the door.

There stood before her several ponies dressed in black, none of them looked very happy. They made Ms. Cheerileee feel very uneasy.

"Ummm can I help you gentlecolts?" Ms. Cheerilee asked the ponies standing before her.

The pony in the middle stepped forward and showed Cheerilee his badge.

"I'm agent Dark Night of the Committee for Pony Security (CPS) are you Ms. Cheerile?" Agent Dark Night asked

"Err.. yes. Yes I am Ms. Cheeri- Ah" Ms Cheerilee said before getting cut off when Dark Night shoved a baton into her chest.

With the force of the baton's blow, Cheerilee falls to the ground moaning from the pain.

"Ahh!" Cheerilee cries

Agent Dark Night, got out a flash light pen and a piece of paper and began reading.

"So it seems like you're a trouble maker of sorts.. Cheerilee." Agent Dark Night said reading the paper.

"Dozen accounts of destruction of State Property, posioning minds of young foals... I thought an earth pony would behave better than this..."

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Cheerilee screams as she holds her still hurting chest.

"You know, traitor... throwing away state issued books... refusing to teach the material and giving your own ideals... it seems like you're still tainted by the imperialists. Normally we'd either send you to work off your crimes or reeducation facilities... However... for your crimes against the common pony.. you are hereby sentenced to death."

"What! NO!" Cheerilee screams as the agents pull out their mini crossbows.

"Scream or not, it doesn't matter." Agent Dark Night says before opening fire on the helpless Ms. Cheerilee.