My Little Pony Destroyers are Magic.

by CommonDash

Inkwell

High above the clouds the silent Great War plane was arriving at Maretime bay.

“Say Echo do you know a good landing location?” Taylor asks

“No? Actually how do we land this thing?” Echo asks

“That’s a good question. Sweetie see any long flat areas up there?” Taylor asks

“Well the beach looks promising.” Sweetie says

“It will have to do.” Taylor says swinging the plane around for a landing approach.

“Scoot you can stop I’ve got it from here.” Taylor says

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Meanwhile with Inkwell who’s at her favorite coffee shop. A type writer I front of her along with a binder full of drawn pictures and references.

“I mean the story is just so violent… I don’t get why I see this in my head. I wonder if it’s what other authors get? Just starting with a scenario, which leads to a conversation. Eventually getting a back story that lead to said conversation… I mean that speech was something else. They shall never surrender, it’s encouraging and really gives moral a boost. But I don’t see how I could fit a war into my series.” Inkwell says

The troubled author looks out into the distance. She blinks slowly before looking at her drawings and sees that the flying contraption matches what she has drawn for reference.

“That’s a ruski 302 flying bike. The one the Night Witches used!” Inkwell says in shock

“I must get a closer look!” She shouts running out of the shop leaving her notes for the next book of My Little Wight and the Great War.
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“That was a good landing if I say so myself.” Taylor says stepping out of the cockpit of the plane.

“So that’s what it’s like to fly.” Scoot says in amazement.

“If you want when we get back we could work on building you a glider.” Taylor says with a smile

“Oh! Ground! sweet sweet ground!” AppleBloom says completely prone on the beach.

“It’s-been-fun-I’m-going-home-now-see-ya!” Echo says trying to run off

“Echo! Stop running ahead.” Taylor shouts

“Fine! I just want my parents to know I’m okay. They should be waking up soon.” Echo says

“Hello!” Is shouted from the distance

“Who’s that?” Sweetie Belle asks

“Oh that’s Inkwell! She’s one of my older sister’s friends.” Echo says

“Really? I didn’t know you had an older sister.” Taylor says

“I’ll need to introduce you all while your here.” Echo says with a smile

“Hello? Can I just say that’s an amazing flying bike! It looks like one the night witches use.” Inkwell says

“It’s the same model of airplane the night witches used.” Taylor says with a smile.

“Wait how do you know what the night witches are? What’s an airplane?” Inkwell asks

“588?” Taylor asks watching the mares jaw drop.

“I haven’t written that part of the story yet.” Inkwell says

“You’re talking about your book!” Echo says excitedly

“What book?” Sweetie asks

“I don’t see what’s so special about this.” Taylor mutters

“She writes my little wight! Trust me you’ll love it!” Echo says

“She writes what now?” Taylor asks

“Well right now the world in the story is at war… and I’m having trouble because it’s supposed to be a series for older fillies and colts. Yet it’s just so violent.” Inkwell says

“What is the war about?” Scoot aloo asks

“So these people called the nasties are the bad guys… well in truth, no country in this war comes out innocent.” Inkwell says stumped on what to say

“So the Nasties fought and took over the frankish kingdom and set up a false government. The Bretish who were the allies of the Franks fought a long protected losing war with them till the Yankees came over and saved them. I think?” Inkwell says

“Yep, with 75 million dead. To be honest I don’t know if this world is ready for that story.” Taylor says sitting down on the sand.

“75 million!” Is shouted in horror.

“D-dead…” Scoot aloo says

“Yeah? When you fight in a war on a global scale the body count tends to get that large to be honest 75 million is an estimate. It’s 70-85 million about 3% of the world’s population at the time. We don’t know exactly how many died because once the numbers got that large it was hard to keep track.” Taylor as nonchalantly as possible.

“Wait! The war actually happened?!” Inkwell says in horror.

“Inkwell your talking to a veteran of that war.” Taylor says

“That would make you a wight then!” Inkwell says in amazement.

“Well, as far as I’m aware it was ponies that fought it in a parallel universe.” Taylor says telling a half truth.

“Wait… you mean I see another world when I write? Then am I creating that war by writing it or just observing?” Inkwell asks

“That is an existential question I am not prepared to answer. Please take all further inquiries to my adoptive mother.” Taylor says robotically

Everyone goes speechless at the implications of the current conversation.

“Do you have proof?” Inkwell asks

“I’ve already show twilight video footage of the war. Granted I was mostly on the eastern front against the empire of the rising sun.” Taylor says

Everypony is just sitting speechless for a few minutes.

“Right so Echo let’s just forget the grin and dreary do you know any fun places we could go to?” Taylor asks

“Well, after we stop by home we could probably go to the bounce house it doesn’t close till 10 so we have time.” Echo says

“The bounce house?” Sweetie asks

“Is it a house full of trampolines?” AppleBloom asks

“Yes it is actually.” Echo affirms

“That sounds like fun!” Taylor says as the fillies leave behind a pondering inkwell.

Comments

[RDDash]

In a world without pants magical girls are fighting aliens

[SilentMech]

Poor Inkwell. Suddenly being an author is a heck of a thing, and winding up writing a world war sucks even if it wasn't yours involved.

[The A I]

Poor inkwell, having an existential crisis

[herobrins mom]

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