The Chaos Factor

by Mr Jelly

The begining

“...How long are we going to stay here, Cy?..” A voice asked.

“You mean in this spot, or in this country, or in this time?” Another voice answered.

“...All of the above...” The first voice said.

“For however long it takes.” the second voice replied.

Cyber Burst was laying on the side of a hill in the vast orchard he and Applejack had created in the last twenty years. His old, blue eyes looked at the lowering sun. His worn, red forelegs propping his head up. His toned back legs crossed. The clouds near the horizon were ablaze, while the ones farther out were a dark purple.

“...Why don’t we head back?..” the voice asked again.

“Because we still need to lower the sun.” Cyburst said, “You should know that more than I, Phoenix.”

“...Why? Because it’s my power lowering it?..” Phoenix said, ”...Just because it’s my power doesn’t mean I control where the sun goes. That’s your job...”

“True...true.” Cyburst said, “I should start calling you Phoebus, because you’re more like him than your former self.

“...I suppose we should start calling Luna, Cynthia then?..” Phoenix asked.

“You bring up a good point.” Cyburst replied, “I guess I shouldn’t call you that then.”

“...Damn straight...” Phoenix retorted.

Cyburst says nothing, but gets up, and walks towards the house in the distance. The sun is no longer in view, nor is any of it’s shining rays. The apples are in their half-barrels, waiting to be picked up to be sold or turned into cider. The red unicorn’s horn lights up and a few of the barrels start to levitate with him. Once he reaches the house, he places the apples down and his horn’s light dissaperates. He knocks on the door and waits. The door opens to reveal an orange mare with a blond mane and a stetson hat. Cyburst looks into her emerald green eyes, and she looks into his sapphire blue eyes.

“Hey Applejack.” He said with a smile

“That’s boss to ‘ya!” Applejack said with a serious face.

They both look at each other for a few seconds, until Applejack snorts, then they both crack up with laughter.

“Ah’ know you’d think I was kiddin’.” Applejack said in between chuckles

“My Applejack would never be that straight-faced ever!” He replied while gasping.

“It’s good to see ya’ Cy.” The earth pony said while patting Cyburst on the back.

“Same goes for me, only for you.” The unicorn returned, clearly trying to confuse the country mare.

Applejack looked at him with curiosity.

“Umm, what?” She said.

“It’s good to see you too.” He said with a smile.

“Oh, ok then.” Applejack blushed, “There’s food if ya’ want any.”

“Sorry, but I’ve got something to do with Roseluck.” Cyburst answered.

“OOOoooo, What’cha gonna do?” The mare nudged his side with an elbow.

“Nothing like THAT.” he retorted, “It’s just a dinner between friends.”

“Ya’ haven’t evah’ taken me out to dinner.” Applejack said.

“Oh...” He scratched the back of his neck, “I guess you caught me.”

“Ah’ knew it!” the mare chuckled, “See ya’ later, handsome.”

Cyburst closes the door and starts to walk to the florist's shop. He thinks about how Applejack has been so nice as to let him stay at her home. Well, he does work there anyway. He and Applejack had started out with only about twenty apple trees when they started. But now, they have about fifty acres of land filled with the fruit trees. They were Equestria’s largest apple producing farm. Of course it inherited the name Sweet Apple Acres, being that it was under Applejack’s name.

Cyburst arrived at the florist’s shop relatively when he said he would. A white-coated mare out front looked at her watch before proceeding to look in his direction with narrowed eyes.

“You’re late...” She said.

“By what, a minute?” He said, racing up to her.

“No.” The mare replied.

“Then by how much?” Cyburst asked.

“Thirty seconds.” She laughed.

“Oh haha.” He retorts, crossing his forelegs, “Getting me scared for nothing.”

“I can’t believe in the last twenty years you’ve never asked me out!” Roseluck squeals.

“Well, I’ve had other things on my mind.” Cyburst said.

“More important than me?” She asked with puppy dog eyes.

“Ummmm. Maybe?” the stallion said, “C’mon, we’ll lose our reservation.”

“Don’t think you’re finished with this.” She said.

They both walked down the street towards Canterlot’s finest restaurant.

“...Cyburst? Is something wrong?..” Phoenix thought, “...Your acting a little strange...”

“Nothing’s wrong, but something is nagging me ever since you mentioned Cynthia.” The stallion answered, “Luna said that I wasn’t the only survivor, but who else could have lived?”

Octavia rushed home from her tiring day of playing cello at the Canterlot symphony after tutoring some of the newer members.She opened the door to find that a blue mare was in her house, setting the table. Now, most mares would be alarmed if some weird stranger was in their home, setting the table. But it was not a stranger.

“Oh, hello Quiet Ocarina.” Octavia said to the blue mare, “Is somepony else here?”

“No.” Quiet Ocarina replied.

“Then why are you setting the table?” The mare asked.

“Just thought I’d make my mother dinner tonight, that’s all.” Quiet Ocarina said with a grin.

“Is this because your twentieth birthday is tomorrow and you feel bad for me setting up everything so perfect every birthday that you want to thank me for it the day before like you’ve done every birthday?” Octavia asked

“Maybe.” Ocarina said with a blush, “Do I really do this every time?”

“Yes.” The mare said, pulling her into a hug, “And I love you for it.”

“Thanks mom.” Ocarina said

Quiet Ocarina’s mane was a golden yellow, with a streak of light blue. Her coat was a darker blue. Her tail matched her mane perfectly. Her eyes were almost the same as her hair’s blue, if not lighter. The only thing strange was her Cutie Mark, which didn’t match her at all. It was a symbol, like a lion’s head, but if it was mixed with a wolf, and golden.

“...”

“...”

“...GROOOOOOOOOOOO!!!”