For the Good of All of Us.

by Caps_Luna


Chapter 0001 the fall.

==Central A.I. Automatic Reboot log==
-Entry: Attempt 306,984:

Central A.I. Restart initiated.
Ai connections: affirmative
Ai response: affirmative
Ai structural integrity: affirmative
Ai power connections: affirmative
Ai central breaker: failed

Checklist: dropped
Power-up: canceled

<Central Ai restart failure Comment |# 306,984|:
Why? Why is this happening to me?>

-Shut-down initiated.
Automatic Reboot in 30 seconds
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“This was a great idea Apple Bloom!” Scootaloo said with excitement. “We almost never have the Cutie Mark Crusaders slumber party at your house.”

Needless to say slumber is far from what the trio was doing at the moment. They were all standing in a circle in Apple Bloom’s room while their sleeping bags were crumpled up unnoticed in a corner.

“Yah it’s usually at Rarity’s or my house,” Sweetie Belle commented, not bothering to clarify that Rarity and she did not live in the same house anymore or that those were two different places.

“Thanks guys! Ah’ jus’ know we’ll get our cutie marks tonight!” Apple Bloom replied to her friends.

“No you won’t because you should be sleeping!” sounded a voice from beyond Apple Bloom's bedroom. “Didn’t I just tell you three fillies to go to bed?!”

“AwWWwWWW, but Applejack…” all three fillies groaned.

“No buts! Now get some sleep!” Applejack sternly replied through the walls. No pony moved. “Ah’ don’t hear anypony getting in bed. Do I have to come up there?” Immediately the Cutie Mark Crusaders made as much noise as they could while diving into the three sleeping bags on Apple Bloom’s floor, completely ignoring the perfectly good, but outside the spirit of sleepover, bed in the corner of the room.

The ensuing silence told the fillies that Applejack was satisfied with their performance, though logically they would continue talking as fillies often do at sleep overs. “So what do you want to do now?,” Sweetie Belle enthusiastically whispered to her friends.

“Well I guess we can’t get our cutie marks tonight, unless getting our cutie marks involves being quiet…. or sleeping,” Apple Bloom replied.

“I know!” Scootaloo said. “We can talk quietly about things we can do tomorrow to get our cutie marks.”

“That sounds like a’ great idea,” the yellow earth pony whispered enthusiastically.

“Yes but, remember quietly,” the unicorn of the group added.

“We could try paper airplane making,” said the pegasus filly.

“Didn’t we try tha’ one last month,” Apple Bloom added in a whisper. “Ah’ know we should try Adventuring.”

“Adventuring?” both the other Crusaders’ said in tandem.

As they said it a noise like a strong wind began sound, but the fillies ignored it thinking it was just that, the wind. Besides by the age of ten most fillies, learn ignore sounds in the night, so as not to terrify themselves with their own curiously overactive imaginations.

“Yah adventuring, Ah’ mean we seem to do that all the time when we try to get our cutie marks, and we always have fun doing that even though we still haven’t got ‘em,” the young earth pony explained as the wind like sound got louder.

“ so what do you mean by go adventuring, I mean like do you have a specific adventure in mind,” Sweetie Belle asked, no longer whispering in order to be heard over the sound of the “wind.”

“Well Ah’ was thinkin’ we could have some kind of adventure in the Ever-“

“what? I can’t hear you!” Scootaloo shouted over what was becoming a deafening roar outside, somehow failing to notice that a deafening roar outside might be considered odd.

“Ah’ said that we could..” Apple Bloom tried said raising her voice without actually matching the shouting.

“What?!” both the other crusaders shouted.

“AH, SAID I WAS THINKING MAYBE WE COULD HAVE AN ADVENTURE IN…!”

CRASH

A loud crunching sound interrupted the little farm filly and knocked all three crusaders on their backs, no small feat considering Ponies are quadrupeds. A nanosecond later, the room filled with smoke.

“What was that!?” Scootaloo asked to anypony who would hear.

“What in the hell was that sound.” This time it was Applejack shouting again. “Ah’m commin’ up there!”

“Yes please, come up here!” her little sister called. The three fillies heard ever step Applejack took on her way to Apple Bloom’s room, and saw nothing but swirling smoke the whole time.

The door to Apple Bloom’s room swung open with a fury unmatched by that of the sorrel hells. In the same instant, the smoke saw its chance at freedom, and was thus sucked away into the angry farm pony’s face while it rushed to explore the rest of the farmhouse.

“What did ya'll do this time?” Applejack’s anger dissipated into concern for her sister and her friends.

“We didn’t do anything.” Apple Bloom coughed. Enough smoke had been emancipated to finally see through the bedroom.

“look it was that thing!” Sweetie belle pointed to center of the room with one hoof. There was a hole in the ceiling, and from it a metal sphere larger than a pony's head hung from several ropes bunched together that were attached to something that was still on the roof. The sphere seemed to have one freewheeling glowing green eye, though the rest of its anatomy was too hard to make out in the smoke.

Howdy there pretty ladies,” the new comer said in an accent not wholly unlike the one Apple family spoke in. “Name’s Rick. I am an Adventure sphere. Now did I hear somebody say something about an adventure?

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<Central Ai restart failure Comment |# 306,989|:
- What did I ever do wrong?>
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Princess Luna sighed as the first pink rays of her sister’s sun began to obscure the night. It had been a wonderful night for stargazing, so the Princess of the night had naturally taken the opportunity to admire her work from her palace room’s balcony. It had become a habit for her to inspect her work near dawn; she must have done well because it had been a beautiful night. Luna was still always impressed, as much with the objects she hadn’t placed in the night sky as much as she had, like the exceptional amount of unscheduled shooting stars that had appeared last night, or what would in five minutes be last night.

Luna lifted her eyes from her telescope and quickly scanned the star scape one last time with her own eyes. With that she telekinetically snapped the telescope into its folded storage position and turned around to head inside to head inside. “Oh well at least I have a nice day to look forward to, since Celestia won’t be too busy”, thought Luna taking a few steps toward the balcony door. With that she should have forgotten about the sky and gotten ready for her day with her sister, but something, some inexplicable inkling, told the midnight colored Alicorn to look behind her. The instant she did she noticed a particularly bright shooting star, nothing unusual given that night’s particular plethora of them. It took her several seconds to realize what was really odd about it, that it was lasting for several seconds. That and it was moving very slowly, both traits normal shooting stars did not have.

Meteor!” the princess realized, not taking her eyes off the object. “But wait that doesn’t make sense. If it was a meteorite then it should have still hit the ground by now. Unless it’s a comet, but we hath not scheduled a comet for another fortnight," the midnight Alicorn pondered. The shooting star suddenly stopped moving, or half of it did. The mysterious object had split into tow objects each half as bright as the original, one staying behind the other moving in a random direction.

Oh it was meteorite and it split in half, and it must have appeared to stop because its moving directly at me.” It actually took Luna a moment to realize the significance of this fact. “Ok, so its headed at us, well probably not directly at me, the chances are incredibly small, but probably still at Canterlot. Somepony could still get hurt!” That wouldn’t stand for Luna, as co-ruler of Equestria it was her sworn duty to keep her subjects safe from harm!

“Okay let us see… what did I do before in these situations… Ah yes an attraction spell, combined with a deflection shield. That will destroy it,” Luna said aloud. A blue aura coved the Alicorn’s horn for a moment, and the meteorite began to change path’s being pulled strait to Luna. In a few more seconds it would hit her. “O.K. now for the shield spell, and..” Luna never finished or cast the shield spell, a voice coming from the direction of the meteor had cut her off.

Catch me! Catch me! Catch me! Catch me! CATCH ME!” shouted the falling space object.
Luna immediately abandoned the idea of destroying the talking meteor. She had about a quarter of a second to come up with a plan B, All the while still hearing the … thing’s pleas to catch it. Without really thinking about it Luna telekinetically grabbed the object. It didn’t weigh, to much but was moving at extremely high velocity, consequently a sensation as though she had actually been struck by the object filled her entire body. The meteor, which she could now see was actually a metal ball, stopped within five feet of the Alicorn, suspended in a blue Aura.

An eyelid like port at what was assumed to be the front of the ball opened revealing an eclectic blue iris. “IIIII... am not dead. I’m not dead!” said the sphere happily. The blue light panel that was the thing's eye looked around happily. This motion was accomplished by a series of pistons mounted to the other end of the sphere. The whole middle section seemed to be able to rotate freely like a wheel, but could not move side to side like the “eye” could. The Princess could easily see all this through two holes on opposite ends of the sphere that revealed its internal workings. The ball also had two handles around the eye at the supposed front end, but other than that lacked appendages.

But I am floating… and I don’t know why,” it continued.

“That would be our magic, citizen,” Luna pointed out.

Wha- Ahhhhh!!!! AHHHHHH!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! AH!!!!!!! AHH!!!!! AHHHH!!!!!! AHHHHHHH!!!!! MUTANT HORSE!!!! AHHHH!!!!!! MUTANT HORSE!!! DON’T KILL ME!! PLEASE DON’T KI-“ the blue eyed sphere yelled.

WE COMMAND THEE TO BE SILENT!” Luna shouted in her royal Canterlot voice at the ball.

Okay, Okay, just be calm! I’m not talking; although I just talked there, but its all the same just be calm, crazy mutant horse. Oh just talked again didn’t I. Damn It Wheatley!

“Crazy? Mutant? Dost thou have the faintest idea who we are?”

Um I have to admit, I do not have any clue who you are. But - but that’s ok everything is fine because errr.. because… We could do some detective work to umm figure that on out!” the ball said while looking up and down in an analog of a nod.

Ok you look like some kind of freaky talking Unicorn with wings, but that doesn’t mean anything I could be on a talking Unicorn planet now that I think about it, been in space long enough. Oh so you’re an alien. That makes sense, mystery solved. Well in that case my name is Wheatley I am from the planet Earth. The Earth is inhabited by pink squishy things called humans, who are under appreciative, smelly, and I am sure not as smart as flying Unicorns. Ok so that’s one thing I know about you, you’re an alien. So lets see what else. What else. Oh you're blue, but don’t seem to be choking. Not that I could really do much about it if you were I mean its not like I have hands. Oh also you seem to us the word We when you refer to yourself, which means… OH my God! you must be in league with HER! DON’T KILL ME. DON’T KILL ME. I swear I didn’t mean to take over the entire the facility, I was just trying to escape with her! Well the other her, never did get that lady’s name, she was always so quiet, and…” Thankfully, Luna prevented the moron from getting to far into another one of his sad, pathetic, misguided pleas for mercy.

“STOP NOW,” the princess of the night commanded.

OK, OK, stopping… now.” Wheatley replied while cringing, or well as close to cringing as his anatomy would allow, within the blue aura.

“I’m not going to kill thee,” Luna said after a few seconds of awkward silence. Wheatley, as it called itself, still didn’t talk. “I’m sorry if we.. er I seemed a bit… harsh. Perhaps we can start over? My name is princess Luna.”

My name is King Wheatley.

“King? Really?”

Well no not really, I just thought we were giving ourselves royal titles for fun. I was sort of a king though for a while, what a bloody mess that turned out to be. Oh but you’re really a princess then! Princess of the planet flying Unicorn thing..ia. Sorry that err name worked out, worked out much better in my head. Oh so what are, what are, you the princess of then?"

“Equestria,” Luna said with confusion. It was truly sinking in that this thing was truly not pony made. She had originally thought it was yet another technological break through the pony had made while on her forced stay on the moon. She had simply attributed her not understanding how this … thing worked to her thousand year out of date understanding of technology, in much the similar way that Cameras and Microwaves astounded her. Now though the night princess truly grasped that she was telekinetically levitating something nopony had seen before. “And winged Unicorns, well most of us call my species Alicorns, are not common among pony’s, my sister and I are among the only ones left. But what arst thee exactly, Wheatley?

Oh um, Aperture Science personality core love. ‘Personality core’, or just simply ‘core,’ or even ‘sphere’ are also acceptable terms,” Wheatley replied all the while moving his eye plate. After a brief pause he continued again. “Oh but Equestria, why didn’t I think of that. It seems so obvious to me, you being a horse princess and all and, Eque-um err Eque something also meaning horse.

“We prefer the term ponies.”

Ponies… well seems perfectly legit.” Wheatley paused again before going off on another tangent. “Oh Ponies! Plural there are more of you! I just deduced that there with my brain by me-self. So there are lots of ponies but not a lot of Ali-thingys-

“Alicorns.”

Alicorns. So by those two things I am guessing there are non alicorn ponies.

“Yes there are.” Luna replied trying to sound patient with the Sphere’s rather obvious deductions. Luna remembered what time it was “Sorry, but before we continue speaking I have to lower the moon, thou wouldn’t mind would you?”

“[color=rblue]Lower the moon? Oh OHHH You’re an insa… uh hmmm. I mean no I wouldn’t mind. Wouldn’t mind at all.” Wheatly seemed to shift tones to a slower more annunciated voice. “You just go on and lower the moon you special talking pony. I’ll just watch from on the ground… if you would be so kind as to put me over there on the ground, over there on the ground. But entirely up to you, just do whatever you want I’ll be fine with it.”

Luna just nodded as she set Wheatly down, noticing he apparently lacked any means of self-propulsion. Without any of her usual flair she simply closed her eyes and focused on the moon lowering behind the horizon. Simultaneously the Sun rose above the horizon and burned the night away leaving shades of orange and red in its place. Suddenly a new voice rang out.
SPACE? NO SPAAAACE! DON’T GO SPACE! Whhhhy SPAAACE whhhhhyhhyhhhhhhhyhhhhhhhhhhhy!?"

He’s still alive!?” Wheatley questioned while furiously shifting his eye plate around to look for the new speaker. “And second, you can actually lower the moon!?
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<Central Ai restart failure Comment |# 306,991|:
- I don’t deserve any of this! I only did what was necessary, is that so wrong?>
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