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// A surprise party, really? 
// Story: I Killed Fiddy Men, Not Ponies 
// by LtMajorDude 
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"So where're we going?" Cotton asked Applejack.

"Back to the barn" she said.

Cotton shrugged. "Fine"

Applejack led the way.

She eventually led Cotton to the barn at Sweet Apple Acres.

"Wait here sugarcube" she said.

"Fine." Cotton muttered. "And don't call me sugarcube"

She went inside the barn.

"OK you can go inside" Applejack called out.

Cotton went inside the barn...

"SURPRISE!-!-!-!-!-!-!-!-!-!-!-!-!-!-!-!"

Cotton literally almost had a heart attack.

He saw the Mane 6, Applejack's family, and all these other ponies he had never seen. "Heh." Cotton said to himself. "One of the horses has crossed eyes."

There was a long, uncomfortable silence.

Pinkie broke the silence.

"Come on girls! LET'S PARTY!"

She suddenly pull up a white unicorn with goggles and a DJ table out of nowhere.

The unicorn started playing some music.

Cotton had no idea what to do. "Eh." he said. "Might as well get a drink."

He went to one of the tables and all there was...was just punch.

Cotton asked Twilight. "Where's the beer?"

She looked confused. "What's beer?"

"I HATE THIS GODDAMN WORLD!" Cotton thought furiously.

He angrily rolled his eyes "Never mind. I'm going outside for a bit."

He went outside for some air.

"Someone's pissed" Cotton heard someone say. "Why does that sound familiar?" he said.

He turned around and saw a Pegasus with light green skin and orange mane. He was wearing sunglasses. "Why do they look so damn familiar!-?" Cotton thought.

He smirked, "Long time no see Cotton."

Cotton let out a surprised gasp.





World War II

Army Barracks

Cotton was getting his army uniform preparing to fight the Nazis at Italy. He had an aggressive look on his face.

"You sure look ready for this"

Cotton turned around and saw a smirking man with orange hair and sunglasses leaning against the door frame.

The man came up to Cotton.

"Mark Walsh." the man said as he put out his hand for a handshake.

"COTTON HILL!-!" he said proudly as he shook Mark's hand.

Mark chuckled. "You sure have the WWII spirit."

Cotton smirked. "Ready to kill!"

Eventually the guys started a conversation. Cotton was impressed by this man. He learned that Mark was going to live his dreams after the war.

Cotton never forgot that man.

That was the last time he saw him.

He heard he was killed from that Tojo torpedo on the same ship Cotton was, before he lost his shins.

Cotton never told his friends about Mark. Not Hank and his friends. Not even Topsy and his other war comrades.

Cotton will always remember Mark Walsh.





Cotton looked confused.

"Mark...Mark Walsh?"

The pegasus nodded. "Long time no see Cotton. Thought you would never be here."

Cotton blinked. "God sent ya after that torpedo killed ya?"

Mark blinked. "Torpedo? You mean that torpedo in Pacific theater that I survived?"

Cotton dropped his jaw. "YOU'S WAS STILL ALIVE?-!"

Mark continued. "I thought you were dead so I stayed in Los Angeles. I died on November 4, 2007"

"Wow. One week before i died..." Cotton said as he put his hoof on his forehead.

Mark smiled. "I'm glad you're here, man"

"Wow. Where's your place?" Cotton asked.

Mark smiled. "I'm living with someone, I mean somepony, named Derpy, that crossed-eyed pony you saw at the party."

Cotton nodded. "Yeah. That crossed eyed grey horsie."

Mark smiled. "Come on man. Join the party. It may seem gay. But it kicks ass. Trust me. That pink pony threw me a party. Didn't want to go at first. Now I go to every single goddamn party she throws!"

Cotton thought for a minute. "I didn't want to go to the gay party..." Cotton thought. "but I still wanna hang out wit Mark more..."

Cotton sighed. "Fine"

Mark smiled. "Great. You won't regret it."

Cotton followed Mark to the party. "Let's get this crap over with." Cotton said.





Later that night

Twilight was at her home with Spike after the party.

She told Spike to write a letter to the Princess.

Dear Princess Celestia,
Today I met a strange pony named Cotton Hill. He's a little mean but I think that's probably because he is new here. I will try to cheer him up and make him feel like he is not a stranger.

Yours faithful student,
Twilight Sparkle

She gave the letter to Spike, who rolled up the scroll and blew a gout of green flame that burned it up.





Celestia just finished reading the letter Twilight gave her.

She sighed. "He's finally here."

She knew that this day will come.

She stood up and looked at the sky.

"Better expect some more visitors" she thought as she took out a book and turned to a page with a picture of four men drinking beer.