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// Alternative endings 
// Story: Revolver 
// by AlexMalkavian 
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* B *


Entering the adjacent room Applejack saw that it was pretty much alike the first one — dark room with a round table, though without seats this time. Another revolver in the center of the table. And somepony standing at the far end of it.

“So, the two of you got to the end,” said Slight Chance. “As I said, you can get me now.”

Applejack gently put Fluttershy near the door and turned to the brown unicorn.

“Oh, and there was no need to bring the gun with you,” he said. “I got another one here, this one with six bullets to maximize your chances.”

“Don’cha worry, ya crazy bastard,” grumbled Applejack, closing to the table and taking the gun in her hoof. “Ah won’t miss ya.”

Click!

“Well, as I thought—” 

Bang!

Slight Chance’s head exploded in a bloody bits.

Click! Click! Click! Click! Click! —

Fluttershy kept pulling the trigger with an hysterical giggle until six shots from Applejack’s revolver struck stallion's body and made her drop the gun.

“Better safe than sorry,” she said, dropping the gun near the headless body of the brown stallion with six new holes in it. ”Now calm down, Fluttershy, we still have some work to do.”

The earth pony came to the crying pegasus and hugged her tight.



* C *


Entering the adjacent room, Applejack saw that it was pretty much alike the first one — pretty dark and with a round table, though without seats this time. Another revolver in the center of the table.

And around the table there were five more ponies — the guards, who came with them into this place.

“So, let’s begin next phase of my experiment,” sounded Slight Chance’s voice over the loudspeaker. ”I think that this pegasus friend of yours can’t participate in it anymore, so I got some of your escort to make the test group complete.”

“Wha...” gasped Applejack. “But ya said that you’re waitin’ here with our Elements!”

“I lied,” replied the stallion. “But I said the truth when I sad that one example doesn’t set the rule, remember? So, let’s get it started.”

As by command, five stallions begun to stir, waking up.

“Buck ya, ya crazy arsehole...” Applejack grumbled, pushing the pistol to her head.

Bang!

All guards abruptly turned their heads to the now dead earth pony mare with weeping pegasus on her back.

“Hello, gentlecolts,” sounded the voice over the speaker. “Looks like the two of your companions can’t keep you a company anymore.”

The revolver suddenly was wrapped in a brown magic aura, flew up a bit, opened, and then two bullets dropped out of its cylinder.

“Okay, now it’s fair n-1 revolver. So, let’s begin our experiment... Again.”