Resistance: Equestria

by Evowizard25

Chapter 4

The forest was at peace. The wind filtered about, blowing the leaves slightly as it passed. The trees themselves stood tall and proud. Amongst them, a small squirrel fritted about, passing from branch to branch. Winter would be coming and it needed to store enough nuts for winter.
Usually, ponies did that, but not for the animals of the Everfree. They had to do it on their own. Sometimes, the squirrel envied his Ponyville cousins. Of course, as much as a squirrel could. Right now, the only thing that mattered was finding food for its family.
As the little guy jumped from branch to branch, he noticed something sparkling on the ground. They sparkled in the sunlight. He stopped and stared. There was a large pile of things on the ground. Curiosity got to the little squirrel, so he climbed down the tree and walked over to the pile. The little mammal tilted its head. All the things inside the pile were much larger than him. He sniffed them. It was strange. The squirrel had never smelt anything like it.
It was then when he remembered he had to store more food. The squirrel wondered if these strange objects, so it bit into one. Its eyes flew open and it reeled back. Its teeth hurt. Then, he thought it was like a nut, that there was food inside. Just one of these things could last them the whole winter. So, the squirrel gripped one in its mouth and tried to pull it along. The thing wouldn’t budge. It was too heavy for him.
Suddenly, a distant sound could be heard. A certain soft swooshing sound. Its ears perked up and the squirrel stood up straight. It had to get away. Quickly, it scurried off, deeper into the forest.
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Two grey Pegasi came flying through the canopy. The forest went silent as they approached. In their hooves were some Bullseye rifles. They hovered over the top of the pile and dropped the guns into it. Then, they landed. The two fliers had been ordered to search the forest and locate any and all items. Weapons, suits, little things like that. The two Pegasi had spent the last hour collecting as much as they could find.
One of them wiped their brow. “Phew.” He said. He could feel water spread on his forehead. ‘Why am I leaking?’ He thought. He had never experienced sweating before. “I didn’t know it’d be that hard.”
“It would have been easier, if not for these.” His compatriot said, holding up his hooves.
His friend had been changed too. ‘Into what exactly?’ The Chimera Pegasus thought. He couldn’t think of what to call himself now. He was in a new body, a new strain of sorts. He wasn’t part of the whole anymore. He couldn’t hear the song. This both scared and uplifted him at the same time. This was a confusing experience. Not to mention the appearance of a Deadeye rifle on their flanks.
The two Pegasi still had a couple of bruises from where they had attacked one another. Waking up in new bodies will do that. Of course, they would heal soon enough. The Chimera had a massive healing factor. Any injury he sustained would heal in minutes.
“What are those, anyways?” The first one said, looking at their hooves inquisitively. “Strange feet?”
“I don’t care what they are.” The second one said. “The commander said we’ll be back in our old forms in no time.” He snorted. “And when we do, I’m going to have a big helping of human flesh. Ooh, I’d love to just dig in to a big juicy thigh.”
The first one’s mouth started to water. “Don’t bring that up,” He said, rubbing a hoof on his stomach. “I’m starving.”
The second snorted. “Not until we finish rounding up everything like the commander ordered.” He said.
“Well, I think we did.” The first one said.
“How can you tell?” The second one asked. He moved a hoof to encompass the forest “If you hadn’t noticed, everything’s scattered about, in a forest no less.”
“But did you see anything in the last two rounds?” The first one pointed out.
The second Flier opened his mouth, before closing it shut. He put a hoof to his chin and remained silent for a moment. Then, he smiled deviously. “No.” He said.
“And…” The first one said, rolling a hoof in the air for him to go on.
“We can hunt now.” The second one said. His mouth started too droll as he thought of feasting on flesh once more.
“Exactly.” The first one said. He went to grab his Deadeye rifle in his teeth. He pulled it out of the pile. He smiled down at it. When a Chimera is born, or rather transformed, they are given one weapon and one weapon only. They hold on to it for their entire lives. They become more than just weapons; they become something of treasured objects. Something you held onto for dear life. “Now, let’s go hunting.”
His partner grabbed his own Deadeye out of the pile “So,” He said, looking from his weapon to his compatriot. “How are we supposed to hold it?”
The first one stayed still for a moment, bringing a hoof up to eye level. He stared at it for a moment, before hitting his forehead with it. He growled, saying something in unintelligible, Chimerean babble. He let out a roar and extended his wings. It hadn’t taken long for them to master flight. He then took to the air. His fellow Pegasus followed.
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Back in Ponyville, Carrot Top walked through her garden. The soft aroma of the earth filled her nostrils. The light of the sun bounced off herself, making it appear she shined like an angel. ‘Yet, no stallion has ever looked at me that way.’ She thought bitterly.
The Earth pony couldn’t help but feel at home and safe here inside the garden. Her precious plants kept her company. It always lifted her spirit. It kept her calm and serene, which helped a lot since she had Ditzy Doo as a roommate.
She rolled her eye, as she thought of some of the things her friend had gotten herself into. Falling packages, ruined carpets, and she nearly burned the house down. Three times to be matter of fact. ‘That pony just can’t cook.’ Not that she resented her for any of those things. Annoyed, yes. Frustrated, of course, but never angered. Ditzy couldn’t help her eye problems.
Anyways, she filtered through the maze of carrots, looking over them to make sure there weren’t any pests or such ruining her precious crop. She had quite a few talks with Fluttershy about that set of problems.
As she was inspecting them, she noticed Sparkler, Ditzy’s eldest daughter. She never understood why Ditzy preferred unicorns, but to each pony their own. ‘All I ask for is one hot stud.’ She walked over to the unicorn. She was watering the veggies, but she could tell something was up. She was frowning and all. “Hey, Sparkler.” She said, hoping to start a conversation with her. “How’s the gardening going?”
“Fine.” Sparkler said, in an emotionless voice. She didn’t take her eyes off the carrots. She just continued to levitate the canteen and water each and every one of them.
The two remained in silence for a couple of moments, before Carrot Top broke it. “So, how’s school going?” She asked.
Sparkler stiffened. “Fine.” She replied.
Carrot Top raised an eyebrow. “Fine?” She said. “You don’t seem fine. When you came here this morning, you were as chipper as ever. Now…”
Sparkler cut her off. “I’ve just been thinking.” She answered.
“About?” Carrot Top pushed the issue.
“Stuff.” Sparkler said.
“What kind of stuff?” Carrot Top asked.
“Just stuff.” Sparkler said. “It’s not very interesting.”
“Sounds interesting to me.” Carrot Top said, putting a hoof on her shoulder. “Come on. You can tell me. We’re both mares here, right. Mares got to stick together.”
Sparkler was silent for a moment, before looking at her. “Promise not to tell mom.” She said.
“I promise.” Carrot Top said, smiling sincerely at her.
Sparkler sighed. “There’s a dance coming up at my school.” She said.
“I love dances.” Carrot Top said. She sighed, reminiscing about days of old. “Back in my days, they used to call me the dancing queen.” ‘Of course, I always danced alone.’ “If it’s about dancing, I can teach you a few steps.”
“It’s not the dancing part that worries me.” Sparkler said.
“Then what, dearie?” Carrot Top said.
“Stallions.” Sparkler muttered, avoiding eye contact with her.
“Ah, that.” Carrot Top said. She giggled.
“What’s so funny?” Sparkler asked her, raising an eyebrow. “Sunset Bliss and Constelle already have dates. I don’t have anyone.” She lowered her head. “I’m doomed.”
“Don’t worry about it.” Carrot Top said. “The same thing happened to me when I was your age.” At that moment, Sparkler fell to the ground and started whimpering. “Oh, come on. I’ve had many stallions escort me to parties and such. You’ll have same kind of luck I had.”
Sparkler’s whimpering got worse. She put her hooves over her eyes. “I know you’re trying to cheer me up, but could you stop?” She said. “It’s rather depressing.”
Carrot Top frowned. “It’s not that depressing.” She said under her breath, so Sparkler couldn’t hear. “But anyways, back to your stallion problem. Now listen.” She pulled her in close. “All you have to do is go right up to a stallion and ask.”
Sparkler blinked. “That’s it.” She said.
“Uh-huh.” Carrot Top said, nodding. “Worked for me.”
“I thought you never went to a dance.” Sparkler said. “I thought you just stayed home and scarfed down a lot of chocolates, crying all night long.”
Carrot Top stiffened. Her eyes widened a bit. “How did…Who told you that?” She said.
“Mom.” Sparkler answered.
Carrot Top’s eyes narrowed. ‘Ditzy!’ She thought. ‘Why’d you have to tell her about that?’ “You shouldn’t believe everything your mother tells you.”
“But…” Sparkler started.
“I mean, she can be wrong sometimes.” Carrot Top said.
“But…” Sparkler said.
“I mean, really,” Carrot Top said, fuming a little. “If she were to say, ‘stallions fall out of the sky’, it wouldn’t be true.”
“But…”
“I mean, stallions don’t just fall from the sky.” Carrot Top said.
Just then, a grey, black maned Pegasus crashed right on top of Sparkler. Carrot Top jumped back in fright. “Ugh,” Sparkler said. The Pegasus stallion got off of her. Sparkler sat up. She rubbed her head. “Hey, watch where you…” She stopped talking the moment she laid eyes on the pony.
He was just smiling at her, as though nothing had happened. “Hi, I’m Golden-Eye.” He said, lending out a hoof. Sparkler stared at it for a moment. “You’re supposed to shake it.” She blushed, taking his hoof. He shook it vigorously.
Sparkler pulled her hoof away. “Um, nice to meet you Golden-Eye.” She said, looking at her hooves. “I’m Sparkler.”
Golden-Eye cocked his head to the side. “Why aren’t you looking at me when you speak?” He asked.
Sparkler’s blush got larger. “N-n-no reason.” She said.
Carrot Top watched as their little exchange went on. Her mouth was wide open. ‘A stallion. A real stallion. Fell from the sky and he’s cute.’ “Stallions don’t just fall from the sky.” She said, hoping for the instance to happen twice. She looked up to the sky. Not a thing in sight. “Darn it.”
“Funny, that happened to me two times last week.” Pinkie Pie said, standing right beside her.
Carrot Top eyes flew wide in surprise. “Why are you here?” She asked. That pink pony never stopped surprising her. ‘Or scaring Celestia’s daylight out of me.’
“Oh, don’t you remember?” Pinkie Pie said, before smacking her hoof to her forehead. “Duh, you didn’t. You’ve been so distracted by all the super duper fun things that have been going on today, that you forgot. But don’t worry, I still remember.”
“And that is…?” Carrot Top said, raising an eyebrow.
“I ordered some carrots for the party.” Pinkie Pie said. “Surprise just loves carrots and I knew you made the bestest ones in all of Ponyville.”
“Pinkie, I’m the only carrot salespony in all of Ponyville.” Carrot Top pointed out.
“Exactly.” Pinkie Pie said, raising a hoof in the air. “You’re that good.”
Carrot Top sighed. “They’re bundled up in my kitchen,” She said. “With the words ‘For Pinkie’ on them.” Before she said another word, Pinkie Pie ran into the house. ‘I really regret sending her inside. Alone.’ She thought. She could reek as much havoc as Ditzy and then some.
Speaking of Ditzy, the Pegasus landed beside her daughter. “How’s my little muffin doing?” She asked.
“Mom!” Sparkler said. “Not here.” Her eyes darted to Golden-Eye, who was inspecting a carrot.
Ditzy just rolled her eyes. It was strange how they happened to swirl in different directions. “Oh, don’t worry about me.” She said, stroking her daughter’s mane. “Tell me about…” She noticed Sparkler’s eyes were puffy and that a couple of tears stained her cheeks. “Is something wrong?”
“No,” Sparkler said, smiling. “I just heard a sad story, is all.”
Carrot Top groaned. “It’s not that sad.” She said under her breath. She looked over to the stallion, who was right now, pulling a carrot out of the ground. “HEY!” She yelled running over to his side. He stopped what he was doing and stared at her. “You can’t do that.” She said. “They aren’t ready.”
Golden-Eye cocked his head to the side. “Ready?” He said.
Carrot Top nodded. “Yes, you need to let them grow to maturity.” She said.
“Grow to maturity?” He asked.
Carrot Top stared at him for a moment. ‘Is he disabled or something?’ “Yes.” She told him, but he just didn’t seem to understand.
Pinkie Pie chose that moment to walk up to her. “Thanks for the carrots, Miss Top.” She said, handing over a couple of bits. “Surprise will love these.” She hopped away.
“Do humans walk like that?” Golden-Eye asked.
“Humans?” Carrot Top said. “You haven’t been spending anytime with Lyra, have you?” He shook his head. “We’re ponies, not humans. Humans don’t exist.”
“But I’ve seen them.” Golden-Eye said.
Carrot Top sighed. “Listen, kid.” She said. “I know those human groups can be very persuasive, but let’s be honest. If there were humans walking about, wouldn’t the Princesses know about them?”
“The Princesses?” Golden-Eye asked, cocking his head to the side again.
Carrot Top groaned. “Just drop it,” She said. “Okay.”
“Drop what?” Golden-Eye asked. “I’m not holding anything.”
“I didn’t mean it literally.” Carrot Top said.
“Oh,” Golden-Eye said. “What does literally mean?”
Carrot Top groaned. “Mommy!” A little voice cried out. She looked over to see Dinky running over to her mother.
Ditzy smiled and hugged her close. “How’s my little muffin doing today?” She said. Carrot Top could never guess why she nicknamed her daughter’s little muffins. ‘Well, it’s her favorite food.’ She thought which was her only explanation.
“Good, mommy.” Dinky said. “Aunty Top was really nice.” She giggled. “Fru-Fru, stop it.” A little chameleon suddenly appeared on her back. The lizard was such a hassle to find because it could camouflage itself. It climbed all the way onto Ditzy’s head. Carrot Top couldn’t help but laugh slightly as she saw their eyes. Both were splayed out, looking in opposite directions. She often wondered if she learned the trick was the lizard itself.
“Well, that’s good to hear.” Ditzy said, before looking at Carrot Top. “You wouldn’t mind if we have dinner here, would you?”
“No, no I wouldn’t.” Carrot Top said. Ditzy ushered the other three inside. “So,” She said, once they were alone. “How’d you find him?”
“Who?” Ditzy asked.
“You know,” Carrot Top said. “That stallion.”
“Oh, him.” Ditzy said.
“Yes, him.” Carrot Top said. “How long have you known him and why haven’t I seen him before today?”
“I just met him today.” Ditzy said. “He bumped into me as I just finished up my errands.”
“And you just invited him over?” Carrot Top said, raising an eyebrow. “A complete stranger.”
“Oh, come on.” Ditzy said. “He’s not going to hurt anyone. He’s harmless.”
“If you say so.” Carrot Top said. For some reason, something was offsetting about their new arrival. "Did you notice something strange about him?"
"Of course I did." Ditzy said, scratching her chin. "He had no idea what a muffin is. Can you believe that?"
"No, I mean, he didn't have a cutie mark." Carrot Top pointed out.
"Oh sorry, I wasn't paying much attention to his flank." Ditzy shrugged.
"I was just looking." Carrot Top said, with a light blush.
Ditzy smirked. "Whatever you say."

“By the way," Carrot Top said, hoping to change the conversation. "Where’s that husband of yours?”
Ditzy smiled. “He’s off at work.” She said.
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Back in the forest, Paul was hopping about in a Pinkie Pie fashion, with a wide smile on his face. He couldn’t place it, but he just so happy. So alive. He could take on the world. ‘Still, it sucks I can’t flip through a comic book anymore.’ He thought, but he knew that sacrifices had been made. He didn’t really look into it. Being a pony was just so cool.
And one thing kept running through his mind. One thing that kept him hyper and energetic. ‘Boy, I can’t wait to see the look on dad’s face when he sees me.’ He thought. He couldn’t wait to tell him all about his adventures.
As he was jumping around, he noticed the giant pony he had fought earlier. A little voice inside him told him not to go near him. To do anything to get away, but he never listened to that voice. Why should he stop now?
“Hey,” Paul said, hopping beside him. “How are you doing?” The pony remained silent. “I know, I know. You’re being all silent ‘cause you got nothing to say.” The stallion didn’t respond. “Yeah, I’m awesome and you bloody well know it.” The large pony again didn’t respond. He frowned. ‘Why doesn’t he talk back? I’m so bored.’ Just then, an idea came to mind. The little colt laughed. “I kicked your butt. You were so slow and ‘wham’. I beat you in no time at all.”
The Earth pony growled. “Little human did not kick my butt.” He said. “I crush you in instant, once leader say so.”
“You talk funny.” Paul said. “And I’m not a human. I’m a pony now. Just like you.”
He scoffed. “Little pony not like me.” He said, puffing out his chest. “Me big, strong. You tiny. Me beat you big time, next time we fight.”
“Oh, so you’re not going to lie down on the job, like last time.” Paul said, laughing.
The stallion let out a deep guttural growl. He stomped a hoof to the ground. “Little pony shut up or you die.” He said.
“Yeah, right.” Paul said, rolling his eyes. ‘Pushing this guy’s buttons is so easy.’ He thought. “Why don’t you go listen to that stupid song of yours?” He didn’t know if that line would work. He had only overheard the other adults talking about it for a while.
But it did, for the stallion glared deeply into him, as if trying to pierce him with his gaze. “That it. You dead.” He said. The next moment, he tried to grab him with his teeth.
Paul nimbly jumped to the side. He then kicked him right on the side of his snout. The massive Earth pony reeled his head back. Paul ran up the path. “Catch me if you can, slow poke.” He cried back to him. The stallion roared and reared back on his hind legs, before stomping down on the ground. He struck it so hard; a small tremor went through the land. He galloped after the young colt.
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“Oh, come on.” Gregory complained. “You can tell me. I’m just curious.”
For the past few hours, Gregory had gotten over his fears, to the Advanced Hybrid’s horror. Since then, he wouldn’t let up in asking questions. Asking everything he could think of about the Chimera and how they worked. ‘As if I would ever tell him about any of that.’ He thought, but the four legged human would never let up. He fought the continuous urge to rip off his head. If not for the elderly horned human, he would have, but he needed them alive, if he ever wanted to return to his old body. ‘And I promise myself, the first thing I’ll do is tear out his throat.’ He thought.
He turned to the human. “Do you humans always talk this much?” He asked. He had made one of his fellow Chimera ponies tie his Bullseye to his side, so he could still give out orders.
“Well, no.” Gregory said. “And technically we’re not humans. We’re ponies,” He seethed at the last word. “But just call me Gregory.”
The Advanced Hybrid raised an eyebrow. It seemed that that word irritated the human greatly. “Well pony,” He said, to which Gregory flinched. “You will not get any information from me. Besides, even if I did tell you, you’ll be dead soon enough.”
Gregory gulped. “W-well, I see we’re making progress.” He said.
“In what way?” The Advanced Hybrid said.
“You didn’t kill us on the spot when we met.” Gregory said. “You’d usually do something like that.”
“And I will, when I once again hear the song.” The Advanced Hybrid said.
“Ah, yes.” Gregory said. “The ever important song.”
Just then, Paul ran in between them. “Hi, guy.” He said, before adding. “Bye, guys.”
As they stared on after him, the ground underneath them shook. They looked back to see the Ravager turned pony steaming in anger and charging their way. Gregory squeaked in fright, unable to scream. He pushed past both of them, sending them flying.
The Advanced Hybrid shook his head, before looking at the rampaging Ravager. He growled. “That big oaf.” He said to himself. “I knew he’d pull something like this.” He turned to the Chimera behind him. “Follow him.” He got back to his hooves and ran after his large soldier. ‘I’m going to teach him a lesson for this.’ He thought bitterly, looking at his gun. ‘He could have harmed my Bullseye.’
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The sun shone down upon the peaceful town. Not a cloud was hung in the sky, well, except for one. Rainbow Dash lounged about on top of a fluffy cloud. She breathed in. “Ah,” She said, breathing out. “This is the life.” She had just finished up a hard day’s work of riding the sky above Ponyville of clouds. Thanks to her, with the help of some of ponies, she had cleared the skies and brought upon the town this beautiful day.
She needed this break. Not just because clearing the skies tired her. ‘Which it didn’t.’ She remarked to herself. But because of an upcoming event. And important step forward in her life. The Wonderbolts were coming to town!
Rainbow Dash was overjoyed. Her idols were coming to town, scouting for new recruits. She couldn’t believe it at first. She thought she was dreaming. That is, until Rarity had stabbed her with a needle to break her out of her trance. ‘I still need to get her back for that. Maybe dyeing her cat pink or something.’
“SURPRISE!” A voice called out behind her. Rainbow Dash yelled in fright. Her hair stood on end. She then heard giggling behind her. She turned to see a yellow Pegasus, nearly identical to Pinkie Pie. ‘Weird.’ She thought. “Wow. I got you good.”
“Heh, you did.” Rainbow Dash said, trying not to get angry by the scare. Still, she faced far worse from Pinkie. “Who are you?”
“Oh, sorry.” Surprise said, giggling. “I’m Surprise. What’s your name?”
“Rainbow Dash.” She said, standing up and puffing out her chest. “Fastest pony alive.”
Surprise gasped. “The Rainbow Dash.” She said, as though she couldn’t believe her own ears.
Pride swept through Dash. “The one and only.” She said, smiling. “I see you’ve heard of me. Word of my awesomeness must be getting around.”
“Yeah, Pinkie told me everything about you.” Surprise said, nodding her head vigorously.
“Really?” Rainbow Dash asked. She was saddened a bit when she heard that. “So, you didn’t hear it going about Cloudsdale or somewhere like that.”
“Well, you are the big thing back in Cloudsdale.” Surprise said. “I mean a Sonic Rainboom. I couldn’t believe it. You were all like ‘whooo’” The Pegasus started moving frantically about. “And then whoosh. And then boom. And then you save the day.”
Dash smiled proudly. “All in a day’s work.” She said.
Just then, two pegasi went speeding past, knocking Surprise off of the cloud. It also left Rainbow Dash’s hair a mess. She quickly smoothed it down, before glaring at the two fliers. “Hey!” She called to them, shaking a hoof in the air. “Watch it. I was talking to somepony here.” She pointed a hoof to where Surprise was a moment before.
The moment she started speaking the pegasi stopped in mid-flight. The two looked at her and then back to themselves. They smiled. Rainbow Dash couldn’t quite place it, but those smiles of theirs really creeped her out. They turned back to her. One of them licked their lips. “Uh, are you guys alright?”
They didn’t answer. Instead, they took off as fast as they could towards her. Rainbow Dash jumped into the air, narrowly avoiding a collision with them. “Hey, what do you bozzos think you’re doing?” She yelled at them.
“Lunch.” One said, as they dive bombed her.
“Lunch?” Dash said to herself, before noticing the hungry look on their faces. “Oh, lunch….” It took a moment for her to realize what they meant. Her eyes widened. “Lunch!” She went to take off, but not before bucking one of the closest of the pair.
She could hear the other say something to her, but it was all guttural. She couldn’t make it out. Nor did she care really. Staying alive was all that mattered right now. ‘Cannibal ponies? Who would ever think that ponies could eat meat?’ She wondered. She wasn’t about to ask her pursuers about it any time soon though.
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He snorted in pure anger, as he sped after the young colt. The Ravager couldn’t believe that he would dare insult him or the song. ‘Little pony die today.’ He thought. His large muscles made up for his mass, so he could keep up with the youngster. Within a couple of moments, he would be on top of that little pony.
The Ravager was thinking of different ways of killing him. His favorite was simple crushing him into a pulp ‘Commander get angry, but no matter.’ He thought, remarking on his orders about not killing anyone. ‘Me give him heart.’ He knew that his commander always loved eating that part.
As he closed in on his prey, he couldn’t help but notice they had entered a town of some sorts. ‘No matter.’ He continued on with the chase, until he felt something fall onto his back. He looked back to see a yellow flier.
She was smiling at him. “Go faster.” She said.
He couldn’t help but look at her. He kept thinking of how she got on him, and where she came from. To which, he didn’t notice the building in front of him. He smacked into it, charging at full force. His eyes swirled in their sockets. “Are you okay?” The pony asked. The Ravager fell unconscious. “I’ll take that as a no.”
The pony on top of said building was an Earth pony painter. The building shook from the impact, causing the painter to accidently throw the bucket out of his hand. He grasped the chimney to make sure he didn’t fall.
The paint bucket flew in the air, until it hit a Pegasus who was pulling through the air a cart full of flowers. The impact threw her back some ways, causing the cart to ninety degrees in the air.
Rainbow Dash happened to be speeding by, with one of the Pegasus still on her tail. While the cart fell to that degree, it hit the cannibal pony, throwing him into the side of a building, leaving a pony shaped hole. Just afterwards, a mare could be heard screaming and then the sound of somepony bucking someone.
The Chimera flier was thrown out the window onto the side of a cart. The said cart happened to belong to a knife salespony. The knives flew out, into the air.
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Paul had heard all the commotion going on behind him. At first he wasn’t willing to look. The Ravager was probably still behind him. Still, he was curious. He turned his head to look. He stopped in his tracks the moment he did. The whole town was in panic it seemed and even worse, he saw a Pegasus fall on to the side of a knife salespony’s cart, throwing all the knives into the air.
He gasped as he saw where they would land. Another filly, about his age, a pink girl with a tiara mark on her rump, was strolling around. She didn’t even see the knives coming towards her. He sprang into action. He rammed into her, forcing her away from the impending death volley.
“Hey, what was that for?” The pony said.
“I’m sorry,” Paul started, getting off of her. “I just saved your life is all.” He pointed to the large pile of knives, sticking out of the ground.
“What?” She said, not believing what she saw. “I almost died?”
“Eyup.” Paul said, nodding.
“And you saved me?” The pony said, looking back at him.
“All in a day’s work.” Paul said, smiling down at her. She couldn’t help but smile back.
“Thank you.” She said. “So, what’s your name?”
“Paul.” He answered, bowing before her. His father did teach him how to treat girls.
“Paul, huh?” She said. “Strange name.” She stuck out a hoof, as a proper woman would lend out their hand. “I am Diamond Tiara.”
“Nice to meet you, Diamond.” Paul said, taking her hoof and shaking it vigorously.
Diamond Tiara pulled her hoof back. “You can call me Tiara, thank you.” She said, smiling at him.
“Tiara?” Paul said. “I like it.”
He noticed her cheeks went red as he said that. “Well,” Diamond Tiara started to say, but was silent for a moment. “I’ll be going now.”
“Okay,” Paul said, as he watched her go. He waved at her. “See you later.”
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Diamond Tiara was just getting back from her friend, Silver Spoon’s house. She sighed. Sometimes it was tough dealing with her. Yes, they were friends, but Silver Spoon was a yes pony. She always agreed with her on everything. Of course, Diamond Tiara loved that about her, but sometimes she wished she had somepony who she could really talk to.
Her list of possible friends was few.
Apple Bloom: ‘Blank flank.’
Scootaloo: ‘Blank flank and a show off.’
Sweetie Bell: ‘Blank flank and an idiot.’
Twist: ‘NERD!’
Diamond Tiara sighed again. ‘So, I’m the only smart pony in class.’ She thought. She tried cheering herself up. ‘Well, that does make you better than them. Not to mention you have lots of bits.’
Just then, something collided into her, sending her flying. She looked up to see a brown earth pony colt on top of her. She glared at him. “What was that for?” She barked at him.
“I’m sorry,” The colt said, getting off of her. “I just saved your life is all.” He then pointed to a bunch of knives, sticking out of the ground.
“What?” She said. Diamond Tiara couldn’t believe it. Right there…That spot could have been her final resting place. Stabbed to death by falling knives. ‘That’s an unusual way to go.’ She thought. “I almost died?”
“Eyup.” The colt said.
“And you saved me.” Diamond Tiara said, looking back at him. She couldn’t help but notice a slight halo around him, as the sunlight went around his head.
“All in a day’s work.” The colt said, smiling. She couldn’t help but smile back. Something about it was infectious and she liked it.
“Thank you.” She said. The two words seemed foreign to her mouth. “So, what’s your name?” Diamond Tiara asked, rather curious about her savior.
“Paul.” He answered. He then bowed.
‘Well, he does have manners.’ Diamond Tiara thought. “Paul, huh.” She said. “Strange name.” ‘But I like it.’ She leant out her hoof, hoping he would kiss it. ‘He is obviously a gentlecolt.’
Instead, he grabbed it in his hooves and shook it hard. “Nice to meet you, Diamond.” Paul said.
She pulled her hoof back, hoping it hadn’t been unscrewed somehow. He had a firm shake. “You can call me Tiara.” She said. Not many ponies called her that. Actually, none, but for some reason, she wanted him to call her that.
“Tiara?” Paul said. “I like it.”
She blushed. She really, really like him calling her that. “Well,” She started to say, but was lost in a train of thought. Should she invite him over? Her parents were rather strict about such things and she doubted they would even let him in the door. “I’ll be going now.”
“Okay.” Paul said, smiling at him. She regretted walking away from him, but she had to get home. She caught him waving at her and smiled. ‘I’ll be seeing you around.’
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While all that was happening outside, Pinkie Pie was busy checking the inventory of Sugarcube Corner. The Cakes had left on vacation, so they had entrusted the shop to her. This was the first time they had done so and she wasn’t about to let them down. “And there.” She said, pulling out a box of party balloons. “Surprise is going to love these.”
She was about to open it, when she heard someone knocking on the door. It sounded frantic. She skipped along and opened the door. Rainbow Dash flew in the second she opened up. Pinkie turned to her. “Hey, what’s the hurry?” She said, closing the door behind her. “Are you playing a game? Is it hide and seek? I love hide and seek.”
“No!” Rainbow Dash yelled, before covering her mouth with her hooves. “Keep quiet.” She whispered the last part.
“Why?” Pinkie said, tilting her head. ‘Why is Dashy acting so strange? If she says she’s not playing hide and seek, then why is she hiding?’ She asked herself.
“There are these psycho pegasi outside looking for me.” Rainbow Dash said, looking around for a place to hid herself.
“What did you do?” Pinkie Pie asked. “Did you cheat in a card game? I told you cheating is mean.”
“No.” Rainbow Dash said, opening up a cupboard. “And I didn’t cheat. I just had a couple of aces stuck in my wings is all.” She shook her head. “But that doesn’t matter now. What matters is I’m being hunted.”
“Hunted?” Pinkie Pie said.
“Yeah,” Rainbow Dash said, while getting things out of the cupboard. “There are two pegasi out there who want to eat me.”
Pinkie giggled. “Silly Dashy.” She said. “Ponies don’t eat ponies.”
Rainbow Dash looked back at her. “Try telling that to them.” She said.
“I will.” Pinkie Pie said, smiling. That moment, someone knocked at the door. Rainbow Dash screamed in terror and hid inside the now empty cupboard. “I’ll get it.” She walked over and opened it. Two grey, black maned, pegasi stood there. They had rich, golden eyes. They had peculiar cutie marks. It was some sort of long cylinder or something. “Hi, I’m Pinkie Pie. You must be new here.”
One of them growled, while the other licked his lips. “Oooh, you must be hungry.” She said. One of them nodded. “I’ll get you something right away.” She moved into the back of the bakery. The two pegasi looked at each, puzzled. She soon came out with a couple of cupcakes. “First ones are on the house.”
The pegasi looked from the cupcakes, to Pinkie, then to themselves. “Are we going to eat her?” He asked.
The other was silent for a moment. “I…I don’t know.” He said.
Pinkie Pie giggled. “Why would you want to eat me?” She said. “I’d taste all icky,” She then put a hoof to her chin. “Or maybe I’d taste like bubblegum. Oooh, that sounds exciting.” She then bit her hoof. “Tastes like cake.”
The two pegasi just stared at her puzzled, as if they didn’t know what to do. ‘I can fix that.’ Pinkie thought. She waved the cupcakes under their noses. ‘You know you want it.” She teased.
Their mouths started to water, before they gobbled the treats whole. They chewed for a moment and then swallowed. “So,” Pinkie Pie said, with a hopeful expression. “How was it?” She always liked asking new customers about her treats. It helped her improve.
The two pegasi smiled brightly, their wings popping out. “We like it!” They said in unison.
“Hooray.” Pinkie said, jumping into the air with glee.
Rainbow Dash poked her head out of her hiding place. “That’s it?” She said. “That’s all you had to do to calm them down? Cupcakes?”
“Cupcakes make everyone happy.” Pinkie Pie said. “That’s why I eat them all the time.”
“We want more of these ‘cupcakes’.” One of them said. The other nodded his head vigorously.
“Be back in a jiffy.” Pinkie Pie said, rushing into the kitchen. ‘It’s cupcake time.’
Rainbow Dash walked over to the two pegasi. “I got my eye on you.” She said, trying to sound imposing.
“Funny, I always liked eating the eyes first.” The second one said, as though it as a common occurrence. All the color drained from her face.
“I prefer going for the liver first.” The other said. Rainbow Dash flew out the door in no time at all.
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Comments

[Chill Mists(Chilly)]

Golden eye unintentionally trolling carrot top was hilarious!

[Shadowstep]

Ending was awesome! And I liked the way you portrayed Diamond Tiara.

[Evowizard25]

78079 Glad to see someone noticed her. Yeah, I actually kind of like Diamond Tiara. She is a stuck up snob, but I don't see her as really a bad pony. Just misunderstood is all.

77665 I'm glad you enjoyed it. I always strive to make my readers smile and get into the story.

[BaconHazard]

Did a those two Chimera just get a WINGBONER?!

[Evowizard25]

114594 Eyup!

[13foxywolf666]

I just love the interactions between the characters. I'm liking the Resistance characters more and more (Paul's becoming a favourite) and I like how you're fleshing out the background ponies. Derpy as a mom took me a little by surprise, but she's such a sweetie to her kids. I loved Surprise from the beginning. Then again Pinkie's one of my favourite characters so anypony with similarities to her is bound to steal my heart!