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// Chapter 10 
// Story: Resistance: Equestria 
// by Evowizard25 
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Up on the farm, it was just another day in the life of the apples. The sun was shining, the wind was blowing calmly between the trees, and even Apple Bloom had been laying off the cutie mark antics. Her big brother had gone off to take a few supplies to Zecora, so she’d been left to do all the bucking. Now, Applejack could finally take a break in peace. Cider season was one of the more strenuous times of the year, and now that it was over, she could relax. 
The farmer opened the front door. She wiped the sweat off her brow. Her stomach grumbled. Applejack chuckled. “Looks, like I worked up quite the appetite.” She hadn’t eaten anything of worth in a while. Yes, there was the occasional little treat, but for the past few days, nothing substantial.  She headed into the kitchen.
A faint aroma filled her nostrils. Granny Smith had baked one of her famous Apple Pies. No other pie in all of Equestria could taste as nice as hers. It was a family secret. Her mouth started to water a bit. 
She saw the pie sitting on the counter, still hot since Granny probably had finished baking it not long ago. She grabbed herself a plate and knife. She walked over and cut the pie, using the knife that she manipulated in her mouth. She scooped the piece into her plate. “Finally.” She closed her eyes and picked it up.
As she took a bite, she noticed something odd. There was a sudden gush of wind and the pie seemed to taste of …nothing. She opened her eyes to see the pie gone. She looked to her right to see Rainbow Dash devouring her pie. “Dash!”
“What?” Rainbow said, with a mouth full of pie.
“That was my pie.” 
Rainbow Dash swallowed. “Not anymore.” Applejack glared at her and let out a small growl. “Hey, it’s not my fault you’re too slow.”
“I’m not slow,” Applejack advanced on her. “I can beat you in anything, anytime.”
Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes. “As if.”
“Why you…” Applejack stopped herself from doing anything else. She didn’t need this. Not today. She was going to spend the next few days relaxing, and dealing with Dash’s ego was no way relaxing. “Look here, Rainbow. I’m not in the mood to argue with you. I just got finished with a whole days work of applebucking and I just want to relax.”
Rainbow Dash sighed and landed. “I’m sorry for stealing your pie,” She said, but perked up. “But your Granny’s pies are just so delicious. I couldn’t help myself.”
Applejack laughed. “That’s true.” She said, before getting herself another slice. “So, what brings you over here?”
“Oh, I just wanted to get away from Ponyville for a while.” Rainbow Dash cringed. “There were these two creepy stallions that kept chasing me. They kept talking about how I looked good enough to eat.”
“Well, shoot Rainbow,” She smirked. “Looks like you’ve got some admirers.”
“NO!” Rainbow Dash yelled, which caused Applejack to laugh. “Not like that. I mean, they really wanted to eat me. You know, like tear me apart and eat my organs and stuff.”
Applejack quirked an eyebrow. “You serious.”
Dash through her hooves in the air. “Of course, I’m serious.” She said. “Why would I make up a story like that?”
Applejack mulled that over for a moment. She was the Element of Honesty after all, so she could see a lie a mile away. And Rainbow Dash wasn’t lying. ‘Well shoot, why would she lie to me in the first place?’ “Well, then. I think I’ll just go into town and show those no good stallions a thing or two.”
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Rainbow Dash said. “They seemed dangerous.”
“Well, so am I.” Applejack said.
Rainbow Dash smiled. “Now you’re talking.”
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Zecora stirred her special brew she was concocting. She needed to finish it in a jiffy. One of the local colts had come down with a terrible cold and she wished to assuage his illness. She sighed. ‘Where is the stallion farmer? I would bash his face in, if her were not a charmer.’ She shook that last thought out of her mind. She hadn’t gotten any sleep, as she had been working on her potion for the last several hours. She need to make sure it was perfect, or it would do more harm than good. 
She heard a knock at the door. She quirked an eyebrow, wondering if it was Big Macintosh. She walked over to the door and opened it. To her surprise, no one was outside. She cocked her head. “I swore I heard a knock at the gate.” She yawned. “Or maybe my mind is playing tricks of late.”
Just then, she noticed a few shadows in the forest. They were in slow, concise patterns, much like a predator stalking their prey. Her body was frozen in place. She didn’t know what to do. Most of the predators stayed away from her hut, since she had in place a powerful aroma, which they detested.
But these didn’t seem to be affected by her special herb. No, they were looking for prey. So, Zecora stood completely still, knowing very well that the slightest movement could set them off. Her hut couldn’t shield her very well from a hungry animal such as these. 
Just then, one of the shadows leaped forward. Zecora took a step back. When she did, she noticed her assailant. He was a grey, black maned, Earth pony. His body was well built and muscular.
She let out a sigh of relief. “You gave me quite the fright.” She smiled. The new pony didn’t answer. It just kept looking at her with a predatory glare. Another two, both unicorns, came out from behind him. They licked their lips. Zecora had heard stories about cannibal ponies back in her homeland, but she hadn’t believed them. “But it seems my fears were right.” She slammed the door shut.
This didn’t help at all, as the lead Earth pony just smashed through the door, knocking her to the ground. The pony looked at her and cackled something in an unintelligible speech. Zecora quickly got to her hooves, just in time to avoid the stallion charging at her. The stallion rammed his head into the wall, effectively knocking himself out. 
The two unicorns ran inside as well. They moved on her, with the sole intention of skewering her on their horns. She leaped out of their way and bucked on of them in the head. The stallion toppled over. The other unicorn paused to look down at his stricken comrade.
Zecora used this opportunity to make a dash for the door. The stallion shook himself out of his daze and leapt into action. He placed himself in between her and the exit. Her eyes darted about, looking for anything to help her escape. Then, she spied a clay pot not more than a hoof distance away. She smiled. “That you should not have done.” She quickly grabbed the pot. The stallion reacted, lunging at her. She smashed the pot right into his head. It shattered into pieces and left him disoriented. Zecora grabbed him in her front hooves a hurled him right through one of her windows. Thankfully, it was open. The stallion tried to stand, but she threw another pot right at the back of his head, knocking him out. “For that surely wasn’t fun.”
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Carrot Top sat in the living room. She had a cup of grape juice in her hooves. She had just finished checking on Sparkler. She smiled as she remembered seeing her and Golden-Eye snuggled up together. ‘They are so cute together. I wonder when he’ll stop being such a block head and ask her out…or, knowing Sparkler, she’ll work up the nerve to ask him.’ She was really happy for the two, but couldn’t help but feel a tint of jealousy. 
Just then, the Doctor walked into the room. “Dinky’s fine.” He said, to which Carrot Top let out a sigh of relief. “Ditzy’s singing her a lullaby. She always loved hearing her mother sing.”
“I know.” Carrot Top said. “You guys stay over so often, that you’re practically family.”
“So, you won’t mind us staying a night or two,” The Doctor said. “Just until everything settles.”
“Of course I don’t mind.” She took a sip from her cup.
The Doctor sighed. “Thank you.” The two sat in silence. The Doctor kept his head low, looking at the ground. Carrot Top just watched him, occasionally taking a sip. ‘Poor guy.’ “So,” He broke the silence. “How’s Sparkler?”
“Fine.”
The Doctor nodded. “Good. That’s good.”
“Yes, she seems to be sleeping soundly with Golden-Eye by her side.”
The Doctor looked at her. “What?”
“Oh, you have to see those two together.” Carrot Top smiled. “They make such a cute couple.” The Doctor shot out of his seat and headed out of the room. “Where are you going?”
“To get that ‘thing’ out of my daughter’s room.” He responded.
“He’s not a thing.” Carrot Top said. “He’s a kind, charming, gentlestallion.”
“Gentlestallion?” Doctor Whooves turned around. “Do you even know what he is?”
“A block headed Pegasus.”
“He’s a xenosian.” He said, with much venom.
“And that’s supposed to mean?” Carrot Top crossed her forehooves.
“It means he’s dangerous.” Doctor Whooves said. 
Carrot Top laughed. “Golden-Eye? Dangerous? That’s hard to believe.”
“Oh, you won’t be laughing when he tears out your spine.” Carrot Top stopped laughing, but kept an unbelieving smile on her smile. She just rolled her eyes. ‘Seriously, this stallion is so overdramatic that he could give Rarity a run for her money.’ “Do you want to know what a xenosian is? I’ll tell you what they are. They are a race designed for one thing. One lifelong purpose. Killing. That’s all they do. That’s all they crave. They will not stop until they have purged this planet of anything un-xenosian.”
“But…” Carrot Top started, trying to think of something to defend Golden-Eye.
“Open your eyes. They were going to kill you and they nearly killed my daughter. I won’t give them a second chance.”
“Golden-Eye stood up to them.” Carrot Top stood up. “He tried to make them go away.”
The Doctor was silent. “You weren’t there.” He said. “You didn’t see them tear apart your comrades like tissue paper. You didn’t see them convert whole cities into their ranks.”
“Convert?”
“Yes, convert.” The Doctor said. “Xenosians are a parasitic race. They infect other beings and rewrite their genetic code. They turn innocents into foot soldiers.” He was silent. “I spent years upon years, killing my own people….For nothing.”
Carrot Top placed a hoof on his shoulder. “I’m sorry.”
The Doctor sighed. “It doesn’t matter now. That’s the past.”
“I know that they must been monsters, but Golden-Eye is different.”
“Oh, yes.” Doctor Whooves snorted. “He’s probably some sort of new strain they developed.”
“Then what should we do?” Carrot Top glared at him. “Throw that poor stallion out into the streets?”
“That would be…”
“Doctor!” Carrot Top hissed. “How dare you consider that? He’s a nice pony who wouldn’t harm a fly.” He didn’t say anything. “I’m honestly ashamed of you. Who kept telling me to accept others, no matter how different they are?”
The Doctor tapped his hoof. He was definitely agitated that one of his own mottos was used against him. Carrot Top smirked. The Doctor spend the next several minutes thinking it over. “Are you sure he won’t try anything?” He finally spoke up. Carrot Top nodded. He sighed. “Fine, he can stay,” She smiled in accomplishment. “But I won’t have him sleeping with my daughter.”
Carrot Top smiled. ‘Well, at least he’s not going on about his race.’ “Oh, come one. It’s not like they’re going to do ‘it’.”
“Do you think I’m going to take that chance?” The Doctor said. “Who knows what the xenosian breeding methods are like….And she’s too young for that.”
“If she wants to…”
“Too young, I say.” The Doctor said, stomping a hoof to the ground. “I mean, she’s still in high school.”
“Doctor, calm down.” Carrot Top tried to sooth him. “They aren’t going to do anything like that. Sparkler’s a smart kid and Golden-Eye…I doubt he even knows about sex.”
The Doctor snorted. “How long have they known each other?”
“They just met today.”
“Today? They just met today, and he’s in her room, snuggling up to her?” 
Carrot Top nodded. “It was love at first sight.” She sighed, smiling. ‘If only a stallion would do the same.’ 
“Love at first sight only happens in fairy tales.” 
“That’s not what Ditzy told me.” Carrot Top smirked. 
The Doctor blushed and turned his head away from her. “That was different.”
“Oh yes, it was.” She nodded her head. “It took you five whole years to figure out Ditzy’s feelings.”
“Five years isn’t much to a Time Lord.”
“Yes, but to Ditzy…” She started, to which the Doctor stiffened. She knew that he would outlive them all. Ditzy had told her all about how Time Lords can live for centuries.
“As long as he doesn’t try anything, I’ll be fine.” He told her.
“I doubt he will.” Carrot Top laughed. “He’s almost as thick as you were.”
He chuckled. “Then, I don’t need to worry about him. At least, not for a long while.”
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Diamond Tiara couldn’t help but frown. Yes, Paul seemed to be enjoying himself, but pretty much everything was closed. To top it off, Paul kept insisting that he had to hide from the grey ponies. That had dragged out the tour. Now, the sun was setting and she had to return home. “So, how’d you like Ponyville?”
Paul was trotting beside her, with a big smile on his face. She couldn’t help but smile with him. It was quite infectious. “It’s a nice town.” He said. “It would have been nicer, if the Chimera weren’t here.”
Diamond Tiara quirked an eyebrow. He kept calling the grey ponies, chimera. She found that both odd and stupid. They didn’t even look like the beasts from her text books. Still, he was cute, so she pushed those negative thoughts aside. “Right.”
“Beep, beep, beep.” Screwball kept repeating as she went passed them, walking forwards.
Paul chuckled. “You’re sister’s fun.”
“Yes,” Diamond Tiara groaned. “She’s so hilarious.” ‘For once, act normal sis.’ 
As Screwball walked backwards, she bumped into a yellow mare, with a orange and yellow striped mane. She had a couple saddlebags full of flowers. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.” Screwball turned around, trying to apologize.
“No problem.” The mare said. “Hey, you’re new here, aren’t you?”
Screwball nodded. “Came by to visit my family.” She raised her hoof and looked as though she was reading something. “Yes, that’s it.”
“Uh-hu.” The mare raised an eyebrow. No doubt wondering about Screwball’s behavior. She looked over. “Oh, hello Diamond Tiara.”
The filly stuck her nose in the air. “Hello…” She didn’t finish. She didn’t want to. The mare before her was a bitless bum. ‘Why don’t they just throw her out of Ponyville?’
Paul trots up to her and holds out a hoof. “Hi, I’m Paul.”
The mare smiles and takes his hoof in her own. “Hi, Paul. I’m Junebug.”
Diamond Tiara’s eyes widened. Paul, her cute colt, was talking to a nopony. ‘Unacceptable.’ She quickly rushed to his side and placed a hoof over his shoulder. “If you’ll excuse us for a moment.” She rushed Paul away from Junebug, before she could say anything.
“Hey, what’s the big deal?” Paul said.
“She’s the big deal.” Diamond Tiara pointed to Junebug, who had struck up a conversation with Screwball. “You’re not supposed to talk to her.”
“Why?” Paul asked.
“Because you’re with me and I don’t talk to noponies.” She tried to explain.
“But she isn’t a nopony, whatever that means.” Paul said. “She’s a nice lady.”
“Who doesn’t have a bit to her name.”
“Tiara, why does it matter?”
“It matters because I’m rich and…”
“I’m not.”
“NO!” Diamond Tiara said louder then she meant to. “I don’t care if you don’t have anything.”
“But you care if she does or does not.” Paul pointed out.
“Well, yeah.” Diamond Tiara flipped her hair back and stuck her snout in the air. 
“Tiara, I thought you were a nice pony.” Paul said, glaring at her.
Diamond Tiara stared at him in shock. He was glaring at her and she didn’t like it. She couldn’t help but feel bad for making him angry. ‘Don’t push him away.’  “I am.”  
“Then why do want to talk like that about her?”
Diamond Tiara was silent. She didn’t know how to answer him. She’d always talked to other ponies like that. Well, except for her parents. That’s just how she worked. “I…I…”
“Tiara, are you okay.” Paul said, noticing her worried demeanor. 
“Yes.” 
Paul got closer to her, obviously not believing her. “You’re lying.”
“No, I’m not.” Diamond Tiara stomped a hoof to the ground. “I’m just tired is all.”
“Okay then.” Paul backed up. “So, are you going to say hi?”
She was going to say no, but the moment her eyes locked with his… ‘It couldn’t hurt.’ She nodded, to which Paul smiled. She smiled back. ‘Curse his smile. Curse it.’ The two trotted back to the older mares.
“….And that’s how I learned not to beat a bear with a piece of celery.” Screwball finished up her story.
“Oh my stars, that was the greatest story I’ve heard in my life.” Junebug said, hopping about. 
Screwball smiled before looking over to the two young ones. “You are excused.”
“What?” Diamond Tiara asked.
“You asked if you could be excused,” Screwball said. “So, you are excused.” 
Diamond Tiara sighed. She’d had to get used to this. She felt Paul nudge against her. She looked at him and mouthed ‘fine’. He smiled in triumpth. This was the first time since they met that she wanted to wipe that smile off his face. She looked over to Junebug. “Hi, I’m Diamond Tiara.” She said, with no enthusiasm what so ever.
Junebug smiled. “I know,” She said. “I’ve heard all about you.” She giggled. “I don’t believe most of it. I mean, how can a filly as cute as you be so mean.”
Diamond Tiara stiffened up. ‘Me? Mean? Those blank flanks must be spreading lies about me. Well, I’ll show them.’ 
“Anyways,” Junebug said. “I have to get going. My box doesn’t stay warm for long. It was nice meeting you all.” She started off. Diamond Tiara let out a sigh of relief. ‘Well, that went quicker than I expected.’ “But before I go,” She quickly turned around, a cup in her hooves. “Bits. You got bits. Oh, come on. Just give me some bits.” She pleaded.
The filly groaned. ‘I hate it when they beg.’ She looked over to Paul, who was motioning toward Junebug. “What?”
“Give her some bits.”
“I don’t have any on me.” Diamond Tiara said. Which was true, though she seriously doubted she would give them up, just like that.
Screwball sighed and trotted over to Junebug. She then dropped a couple of bits into her cup. “There you go.”
“Thank you.” Junebug nodded, before leaving.
“Can we go home now?” Diamond Tiara said, relieved that she was gone.
“Sure.” Screwball said, trotting off with her.
Diamond Tiara moved off a bit, before looking over to Paul. He was just sitting there, in the middle of the street. “Hey, aren’t you going to go home? It’s nearly nightfall.”
“I don’t have a home.” He frowned. His ears fell down.
Diamond Tiara mimicked his expression. “Oh,” She had to think of something. She couldn’t stand the thought of him turning out just like Junebug. She then perked up. ‘Diamond Tiara, you are a genius.’ She trotted over to him. “Hey, why don’t you come with us?”
Paul looked up at her. “Really?” She nodded. He smiled and hugged her. “Thank you.”
“No problem.” Diamond Tiara blushed. She noticed his fur was quite soft and felt nice against her. She hugged him back, reveling in being close to him.
“Awwww.” She could hear Screwball say. She looked over and glared at her big sister, who just giggled. 
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