Whose Fault Is It?
Chapter 12: Ashen Nightmare
Previous Chapter Next ChapterA/N: Second chapter, suckahs! I am on a ROLL! Yeah, I know this one's a little short, but I was in a bit of a dark spot and just needed to let my inner sadist run free. Another song in this one, along with a bit of USUK fluff and UKxScotland fluff as well. Not yaoi! Didn't you read the summary?!
WARNING! PLEASE READ!
The following chapter contains language, gore (I guess?), angst, character death, mentions of rape, and…*shudders*
CUPCAKES. RAINBOW FACTORIES. GENEROUS PLANS. RESEARCH. SWEET APPLE MASSACRES. SHEDS.
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. READ AT OWN RISK.
Disclaimer: I own nothing used in this fanfiction. Absolutely nothing, you got it? NOTHING.
Pain. That's all there was anymore. Burning, searing hot flames. They were in his heart, in his lungs, in his throat, even inside his head. They were everywhere, scorching everything they touched and turning it all to ash.
There had been no warning. It just suddenly happened, but he always knew it would. He just never would be ready for it. He'd seen how bad some of Emil's volcanoes could get, saw Emil scream and writhe in pain as his throat became clogged with lava. He just never thought it would happen this soon.
He could hardly think straight. He could barely see. His nostrils were inhaling more and more ash with every breath, choking him even more. His very bones were melting. His soul was dying. His brain had long since sputtered out of control.
But none of this hurt him compared to the pain in his heart. He could hear it in his ears. He could hear all of his citizens scream in terror as they were buried in hot, molten ash, killing them in seconds. Hardly enough time to even register what had happened. He could hear children sobbing for their parents, crying as they helplessly searched for a mother and father that would never come home. People everywhere were screaming and sobbing and dying, and he could hear it all. Sixty million voices, all at once, ringing in his ears.
What made it worse was that he knew every one of those voices. There were fifty that stood out in particular. His states. His wonderful, precious states, howling and yelling and running around looking for him, a hero who couldn't even save his own family.
Wyoming was certainly dead. He could feel it, a hollow emptiness where Wyoming should be. Colorado went next, then Montana. Then Idaho. One by one, his Midwest states disappeared, like candles being blown out by an angry god. And it was killing him too.
He was crying. He could feel tears running down his face. Tears of magma. He wanted those voices to stop. He knew that even if he was home, he couldn't do anything to save any of them. Some hero he was…
He knew that Arthur was running around, trying his best to help him. He could sense rather than see Arthur's tear-streaked face. Arthur was crying. Arthur was crying because of him. But what could he do? His soul itself was burning. He couldn't even save himself.
He wanted the voices to stop. He wanted this pain to end. Wanted their pain to end. Even if they all died, he just wanted them to stop hurting.
Why? Why did it have to erupt now?
Had he done something wrong?
His states…his family…hell, his children even…and all of his citizens…they were all dying. And he was dying with them.
There was no hope for him now.
He was dying.
But that was okay.
Because he was spending his last few moments with his friends and his family.
And that's all he asked for.
"ALFRED!" Arthur screamed, running forward and wrapping his arms around his younger brother. His poor, helpless little brother. Almost as soon as he hugged Alfred –who was shaking and screaming uncontrollably- he howled in pain and let go. Alfred's skin was burning hot to the touch.
The Mane Six and the princesses ran over as well, shouting in concern and horror and confusion. Rainbow Dash's voice was the loudest out of all of theirs; she cared for him like she cared for the other Mane Six, and she was going to stop his pain, no matter what it takes.
"What's wrong with him, Arthur?! What's happening to him?!" Twilight shouted at the green unicorn, who was watching Alfred with a desperate look on his face. Arthur slowly turned to look at her, his emerald eyes empty and full of pain.
"Alfred has a massive supervolcano resting underneath his country. It just erupted." Arthur's voice was hollow, desolate.
"Ain't there somethin' we can do?" Applejack cried desperately, tears threatening to fall. They'd known Alfred for what felt like their whole lives, and seeing him hurting like this was worse than anything they'd ever faced before. Alistair walked over, a very grim look on his face.
"Not much. This is something we can't control. This is our mother." He murmured, watching Alfred with eyes that were no longer sparkling. Princess Celestia raised an eyebrow, her lips forming a thin, tight line. Their mother?
At Alistair's words, every country looked up and whispered something inaudible over Alfred's stomach-twisting screams of pain. The once brave, hyper, and loud Pegasus was lying on the ground, spasming and twitching. His right arm was almost completely gone, blown away in the wind. As they watched, more and more of his torso was turned to black, scorched skin. Then to flaming red embers. Then, to ash. And then to nothing.
Lava was leaking out of his eyes, smoke rising from their sockets with a horrible bubbling and hissing sound as his sky-blue eyes were boiled away. His body was convulsing, more and more molten rock coming out of his mouth with each breath. Through the magma and screams, somehow, somehow words could be heard.
"AIYANA! AIYANA! HELP ME! THEY'RE DYING!" Alfred screamed, sobbing. "PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, MAKE IT STOP!"
Twilight walked over to Arthur, sitting down next to him and wrapping her arm around his shoulders. Alistair, being subdued and quiet, sat on the other side of Arthur.
"Is Aiyana your mother?" She whispered, and Arthur didn't answer. Alistair did for him, his voice very soft and gentle.
"No. Aiyana is Alfred's 'mother'. She raised him." He explained quietly, and Arthur shakily drew in a breath.
"She raised him…and I murdered her…" He whispered, before bursting into tears. Alistair sighed, but nonetheless pulled his younger brother closer, draping a wing around him and burying him in a blanket of cerulean feathers. Twilight watched with wide, terrified eyes. Arthur…had murdered her?!
"Please! Please, somebody! Help them!" Alfred sobbed, rolling over onto his back so they could see everything happening. Arthur howled in misery, burying his face in Alistair's shoulder. He didn't want to look anymore. Everypony was watching what was happening with bleak, dark faces. They couldn't help Alfred, and they knew that.
"P-Please…! Everyone…everyone's dying!" Alfred howled, and a single, glistening tear fell down Alistair's face. He growled and wiped it away. Rainbow Dash was sitting next to Twilight, crying just like Twilight was. Just like the rest of the Mane Six.
"Are you sure there is nothing we can do to help him?" Celestia asked, placing a hoof on Twilight's shoulder. Alistair shook his head.
"No. We've tried our best to help Emil with his volcanoes, but there's nothing we can do. This is beyond our power." He said hollowly, watching Alfred twitch and convulse violently. Emil nodded, across the field in the arms of his older brother. He'd been plagued by volcanoes since he was born, and he knew how bad they could be. But this was a whole new, terrifying level, even for him.
"Then the only thing we can do is wait." Luna whispered, and Alistair nodded.
"I'm sorry Alfred, but this is all we can do." He muttered, running a gentle hoof through Arthur's mane. He let go of Arthur, and nudged him forward. "Go on. Try singing to him, that song that always makes him calm down when he has a nightmare." He encouraged, and Arthur weakly shook his head, barely able to stand on his own.
"No…how can I sing when…" He whispered, trailing off as he gestured to Alfred, who was now screaming and sobbing in Latin. Alfred was crying, sobbing for Arthur and Aiyana. Alistair growled again.
"Just try, Arthur. He needs you." He said, and Arthur glanced back at Alfred, tears falling fast and hard. He inhaled, gathered his courage, and stumbled over to Alfred's slowly disintegrating form. He kneeled down and shakily picked up Alfred's head, wincing at the hot temperature. He placed Alfred's head in his lap, and brushed Alfred's mane.
"I can't save them…but I can save you…" He whispered. Inhaling once more, he began.
Lullaby for a Hero
Fate has been cruel and order unkind
How could I have drove you away?
The blame was my own, the punishment, yours
The harmony's silent today
But into the stillness I'll bring you a song
And I will your company keep
Till your tired eyes and my lullabies
Have carried you softly to sleep
Once did a small prince that shone like the sun
Look out on his kingdom and sigh
He smiled and said, 'Surely there is nobody as lovely
And so well beloved as I!'
So great was his reign and so brilliant his glory
That long was the shadow he cast
Which fell dark upon the young brother he loved
And grew only darker as days and nights passed
Brave little hero, goodnight brother mine
And rest now in moonlight's embrace
Bear up my lullaby, winds of the earth
Through cloud and through sky and through space
Carry the peace and the coolness of night
And carry my sorrow in kind
Alfred, you're loved so much more than you know
Forgive me for being so blind
Soon did the prince take notice that others
Did not give his brother his due
And neither had he loved him as he deserved
He watched as his brother's unhappiness grew
But such is the way of the limelight, it sweetly
Takes hold of the mind of its host
And that deluded prince did nothing to stop
The destruction of the one who needed him most
Brave little hero, goodnight brother mine
And rest now in moonlight's embrace
Bear up my lullaby, winds of the earth
Through cloud and through sky and through space
Carry the peace and the coolness of night
And carry my sorrow in kind
Alfred, you're loved so much more than you know
May troubles be far from your mind
And forgive me for being so blind
The years here before us
Fearful and unknown
I never imagined
I'd face them on my own
May the ashen winters
Swiftly pass, I pray
I love you; I miss you
All these miles away
May all your dreams be sweet tonight
Safe upon your bed of starlight
And know not of sadness, pain or care
And when I dream, I'll fly away and meet you there
Sleep…
Alfred's screams and howls turned to whimpers and moans of pain. Arthur's song went a long way toward calming him down. He wasn't thrashing about anymore; instead, he was weakly twitching and struggling, but even those efforts were fading as he fell into unconsciousness.
Everypony had cried at least once during Arthur's lullaby. Whether it was a single tear or loud sobs, everypony had. As he finally fell unconscious, Alistair got to his feet and levitated Alfred's body.
"Princesses…" He said solemnly, his voice strangely hollow and echoing in the clearing. "Discord is loose in our dimension. He is probably the cause of this tragedy. Millions of people in Alfred's home have been murdered. I'm asking on their behalf, that you allow us to build a castle here, where we can recuperate. I have no doubt that your castle in Canterlot would be sufficient, but I don't believe it can stand up to the chaos this lot can create." He asked, jerking his head over his shoulder at the circle of countries.
Princess Celestia had only one answer. How could she deny them? They had been through so much pain in this past hour.
"You may. I have no issue, though ponies will notice this and question it. You will have to introduce yourselves to the public eventually, but I will hold them off until Alfred is fully recovered. You have my blessing as well." She replied, bowing low to Alistair, who bowed back.
"Thank you." He said, and he nodded to Norway. Norway nodded back, his horn lighting up with dark blue energy as he conjured a cot for Alfred to rest on. Alistair carefully laid his nephew on the cot, using his magic to remove Alfred's glasses and to cover his body with a sheet.
"Yao. Do your thing." He said after a few moments of staring at Alfred's body. Yao nodded and jumped right into action, somehow building a large and rather impressive castle in no less than ten minutes. Applejack, the first of the Mane Six to wipe away her tears and stand, took the liberty of asking.
"How did he do that?" She asked, her voice a bit hoarse from all the crying. Yao shrugged; even he was a bit glassy-eyed from the tears.
"It's a special talent of mine, I guess. I can build a small town in five seconds, but a castle large enough to fit all the countries' needs and tastes would naturally take longer." He replied. One by one, the countries walked inside their castle, with Alistair levitating Alfred once more and with Arthur slung over his back. Francis helped Fluttershy to carry Mathieu inside, and Ludwig and Hungary both carried Gilbert between them.
The Mane Six had to admit; the castle was incredible, absolutely breath-taking. It was white and gold marble, with several windows made of stained glass, in jumbled patterns that made no sense and yet were perfect shapes in the same way. Each country's individual flag hung like a banner from the ceiling, and in the center of the entrance hall, was the main beauty.
A giant, revolving model of the Earth, made of stained glass, standing on a gold and silver pedestal.
Twilight gasped, her eyes widening . She felt so small in this room…
"It's beautiful…" Rarity said in awe, staring at the Earth, which slowly turned on its axis. Interrupting, Alistair placed his hoof on Twilight's shoulders, pulling her out of her rampant thoughts.
"Twilight Sparkle, was it? Can you do me a favor? Take Arthur to his room; it has his flag painted on its door. Take him there, and make sure he gets some rest. I'll be taking Alfred to the infirmary. Tell Arthur that when he wakes up, okay?" Alistair asked quietly, taking the still awake Arthur off his back and placing him on the marble floor, where he swayed drunkenly.
"I will, but where will we sleep?" Twilight asked, gesturing at Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Fluttershy, Rarity, and Pinkie Pie. Alistair made a gesture that clearly said, 'come here'. So she did, and Alistair lowered his head so that he could whisper in her ear.
"Arthur's probably gonna ask you to cuddle with him for comfort; don't worry, he's too depressed after what happened to do anything romantic." Alistair whispered. Twilight nodded, blushing slightly. Before she could ask where her friends would sleep, Rainbow Dash spoke up.
"I'm not sleeping anywhere other than the infirmary. I need to make sure Alfred will be okay." She said firmly, flying over to where Alfred's cot lay and planting her feet into the ground right next to him. She looked around, as though she was worried someone would stop her or protest to her staying with him. When no one did, she breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.
"I'm sleeping in Francis' room tonight, dears." Rarity said, and Francis smiled. He's not going to do anything other than cuddle with her, you perverts! . The two of them bid the ponies remaining in the room goodnight as Celestia's sun touched the horizon, just beginning to set. They said goodnight, and trotted off to Francis' room.
"I'd like it if Pinkie Pie slept in my room with me…" Ivan said, and Pinkie bounced over to him, landing on his back. She twirled her arm around and pointed down the hallway, shouting "CHARGE!" Ivan chuckled a bit, but nonetheless reared up on his hind legs and thundered off down the hallway. Alistair watched them go with raised eyebrows.
"And that just happened…" He muttered, shaking his head. Even though he was older than other countries, love was still the only thing he would never figure out. Applejack and Fluttershy were the only ones left now, and it was really no question where Fluttershy would be sleeping. She turned her eyes towards the still unconscious Mathieu, and then returned her gaze to Alistair, opening her mouth to say something.
"Ah, go on." He yawned, waving his hoof nonchalantly before she could even say anything. She meekly nodded her thanks, and Alistair teleported them to Mathieu's room. He knew that Fluttershy was too weak to carry Mathieu all by herself. That left just Applejack. Since there weren't really any of the countries that she was close to, she was a bit lost.
"Um, I guess I'll go see in anypony'll let me borrow their room…." She said awkwardly, shuffling her hooves on the marble. Alistair gave her a smile.
"You know what? Go sleep in Patrick's room with him. He'll be more than happy to have you." He said, and Applejack nodded a bit shyly, but cantered off down the hallway. Alistair, alone with the two princesses, turned to them as Antonio, Lovino, and Dmitri walked in.
"Hello!" Dmitri yelled, grinning just like he'd been when they'd last seen him. Alistair glared.
"Where the hell have you been?" He snarled, and Dmitri shrugged, not really scared by Alistair's anger.
"Meh. On a walk, running around, burning off energy." Dmitri replied casually, and Alistair raised an eyebrow. Of course he was lying, but he wasn't gonna press it. He was a bit too tired for that. He just waved Dmitri on, and the black unicorn trotted to his room, smiling.
"Don't ask him anything. He's been very upset." Antonio whispered, pulling Lovino closer to him as they walked down the hall without saying hello to the princesses. Lovino was still sniffling, refusing to look at anything but his hooves. Alistair just nodded as the two disappeared around the corner. He turned back to the princesses.
"Alright. I realize that somepony is gonna notice us, and I've decided that since I'm the alicorn and alicorns are the rulers here, we can just say I'm a prince from a previously uncharted piece of land." He said, with some of his old fire in his eyes. Princess Celestia nodded.
"That sounds alright to me. Luna?" She asked, turning to her sister for her opinion. Luna nodded her consent as well, and the princesses bade them goodnight, and returned to Canterlot Castle in a flash of light. Alistair sighed, picked up Alfred again, and began to walk off towards the infirmary, Rainbow Dash flying low by his side.
The two of them walked in silence for a long time, with Rainbow Dash staring around in dazed wonder at the castle's interior. Alistair was thinking hard, and he eventually spoke.
"You really care for him, don't you?" Alistair finally asked, and Rainbow Dash jumped about five feet in the air. She had been so busy staring around at the décor she had nearly forgotten Alistair was there. Calming down, she answered, a bit quietly.
"I'm the Element of Loyalty. It's what I do." She replied, looking fondly down at Alfred. Alistair chuckled.
"It's what we all do, kiddo. We take care of our own."
'Ello, poppet!
Wha-? Who's there? Is this a surprise party of some kind?! I love parties! Are there balloons? How many ponies are here?! *gasp* Is there a cake?! Oh man, there better be a cake! You can't have a party without balloons and cake! And confetti too, I guess, but all the same-
You talk a lot, poppet~! No, I'm sorry love, but there isn't any cake. We do have cupcakes though!
Ooh! I love cupcakes! Cupcakes are almost better than cake, because you can take them anywhere! You can't fit a cake in your saddlebag, you'd get frosting everywhere! What flavor are they? Can I have one?
Of course you can, poppet! I love it when people eat my cupcakes!
This is delicious! What flavor is this?! I've never had it before! What's your secret, hmm? Come on, spill it!
Why, it's Rainbow Dash!
What? Is Rainbow Dash here too? Did she help you plan the party?
Ha! No, silly. You asked me what flavor the cupcake was! It's Rainbow Dash!
I-It's Rainbow Dash? The cupcake is…made of Rainbow Dash?!
Yup! She was a lovely main course, and I decided to take the leftovers and make her into a cupcake! I haven't tried a Rainbow Dash one yet; I've been too busy finishing off the Applejack ones!
YOU KILLED MY FRIENDS AND BAKED THEM?!
Of course~! What else was I supposed to do with them?
I…I just ate…I just ate Rainbow Dash…!
Well, not all of her. That's just her gristle, dearie. Her muscle was the best part!
I'm…I'm gonna be sick…!
Oh now, don't do that. I need you, Pinkie dear.
Need me…? For what?
Two hypnotic, pink and blue swirling eyes appeared in the dark. A large, insane grin followed, illuminating the dark and the meat cleaver held in blood-stained fingers.
Why, because you look delicious, poppet! I wonder what flavor you'll be!
Hey! Wake up, Rainbow Crash!
Wha…where am I?
In a factory in Cloudsdale. How'd you get here?
I dunno! One second I'm asleep in the infirmary, next I'm here! Where is here? And why is it so dark? And who are you?
Jeez, calm down. I told you, you're in Cloudsdale. It's dark because the lights aren't on. And you know me.
No I don't! Who are you?!
Hey, chill bitch. And hold still while I flick on the lights.
What? Wait...is that….Twilight?!
It used to be, yeah.
She's dead! What'd you do to her, you monster?!
Oh sure. Blame me for everything. And she didn't die in vain at least.
What happened?! What'd you do?! And why is she all…gray…?
Bitch, calm down. She made a lovely shade of magenta that really complemented our rainbow.
What?!
Tell me, Rainbow Dash. Do you know what Rainbows are made of?
N…No…
Well I do. Here in the factory, we take useless ponies, drain them of their life and pigment, and turn them into color, smearing them across the sky for all to enjoy.
That's sick! How could you do this?!
It's easy really thanks to our machines.
A black pair of sunglasses gleamed in the dark, along with a grin and a blood-stained baseball bat, studded with nails. It was raised and ready to strike.
My little Dashie, welcome to the Rainbow Factory. What are your true colors?
H-Hello…? Is anypony there…?
Hey. Good morning, Fluttershy.
M-Mathieu? Is that you…?
No. I'm not that wuss. You hungry?
Y-Yeah…where am I…?
You're safe at home, Fluttershy. You're actually in your backyard, in your gardening shed. Here, eat this. You'll need it.
Oh….thank you…is it dangerous to eat? It feels a bit…s-slimy…
Nah. Just eat it.
Um…it tastes…funny…
Alright, I lied. That was meat. I don't think it tastes funny at all. In fact, I'd say it has a rather…ANGELic taste…! Ha!
That…! I just ate my Angel bunny?! I…I'm gonna…!
Aw, now you've gone and made a mess of yourself. Don't fret, I could've fed you your pathetic special somepony, Mathieu.
You…!
Come on. He's a polar bear, a vicious, man eating polar bear, isn't he?
Well…he can be, I guess but-
He's an animal. Animals are meant to be eaten! Why else would they be here?
You're terrible! Who are you?! What do you want with me?!
I'm just here to show you the truth, Fluttershy. Animals eat other animals, and we're animals too. So why don't we eat meat?
It…It's just not right! It's disgusting!
Bitch…
A single spotlight illuminated a pair of black glasses, a small grin, and a gleaming, steel hockey stick, splattered with dried blood.
Come on, Fluttershy. It's instinct.
Hello? Is anypony there? I'm afraid it's terribly dark in here and I can't see…would somepony please come and help me?
Stupid bitch. Can't do anything by yourself, can you?
How dare you! I am a first-class pony, thank you very much!
Yeah…in your head. Come on Rarity, get over yourself. You're not that great.
I am too! And you'd best get it through your head, mister!
You're not. You know you're not, and that's why you try so hard to present yourself like you are. Am I right?
….
The Element of Generosity. It's not your fault, Rarity. Your existence is to make others happy and sacrifice things to obtain your goal. You sacrificed so much here. Your friends even.
What? Where am I? And I would never!
Oh, but you did. You sacrificed them, your career, your life, your sister, even your own body.
What…? Explain yourself! You have a French accent! Francis, this isn't funny!
Francis?! Ew, that's disgusting. Who would fall for that manwhore? Someone with pretty low standards, I think.
That's a lie! Francis is the highest caliber of pony there is!
Ha. In looks alone, my Rarity. He's a slut! Get over him!
I'm done listening to you! If you have nothing nice to say to me, I suggest you leave!
I wish I could. I'm stuck here until I'm done with you.
Done with me? What are you saying? Hey, WAIT! GET AWAY FROM THERE! YOU SICK PERVERT!
Hey, I'm not any happier with this than you are. I HATE touching people…
W-Who are you…? And what are you doing to do to me?
The small, orange glow of a cigarette shed light onto a pair of bloody fists, one of which was holding a dagger, its edges clotted to dullness with blood. A grim, reluctant smile appeared behind the cigarette.
It really is a generous plan, Rarity. Let me offer you its rewards.
Well hello, Twilight. I would be surprised to find you here, but under the circumstances…
Wha? Who are you? And where is 'here'?
Oh, nowhere special really. We're in the Everfree forest, deeper than most ponies would dare to go. That sounds just like me, 'boldly going where no one's gone before', I think he said.
What? You're not making any sense…
Oh, where's the fun in making sense?
What? Are you…DISCORD?!
Nah. Just a fellow chaos lover. Come on, do I sound like Discord?
Well…no…
Just because I quote somebody doesn't mean I am them, Twilight. I thought you were the logical one.
I am!
So your friends are idiots?
What?! I never said that!
No, I did. What good are other people if they can't even make logical statements?
What…?! You're the one who's not making logical statements!
I know. So what good am I?
I don't know you. Why are you asking me?
Oh, you know me. You just won't recognize me at all. You won't recognize any of us.
Wha-! That's…! What happened to them?! What did you do to my friends?!
Nothing, Twilight. You did this to them. Without you, they never would have become Elements of Harmony. They wouldn't have ended up like this.
T-They're dead…!
Your fault, Twilight.
NO! I never did anything to cause this!
Neither did I, Twilight. Neither did I…
A click and the sound of tinkling metal echoed in the dark as a lighter flickered into life. It revealed a bloody longsword and amber, flaming eyes. There was a grim smile underneath them.
There is a difference between knowing all and accepting all. Allow me to enlighten you.
Vell. Never thought I'd find you here, Applejack.
What the hay?! Who are ya?!
Oh, I'm nobody important really…I don't necessarily like to call zhe shots, so I'll let you figure zhis out…
Figure what out? Where I am? I smell apples…am I at home?
Ja. You're in the barn, actually. In zhe cellar.
What else…oh lord, what's that smell?! Is that…blood?!
I zhink you know zhe answer to zhat question.
What happened?
Oh…you really don't want to know that.
Yes, Yes Ah do! Tell me!
You're lying, Applejack.
….
You're the Element of Honesty. You can't lie without making that face.
How do ya even know wha' face Ah'm makin'?! It's ta dark in here!
Zhe lights, right. Let me get zhat.
Oh…oh G-God…what's…what's happened to them?! APPLEBLOOM! SWEETIE BELLE! SCOOTALOO!
They're dead, Applejack. You can't change that.
Yes I can!
Lying again, Applejack.
I-I…I wanna go home…
A single lightbulb illuminated a pair of pistols, shining in the dark. Also visible, chilling her very core, was a Knight's Cross of the Iron Cross. Germany had one of those. The speaker had a German accent. No…!
I zhought I told you, Applejack. You are home.
All of the Mane Six woke up screaming, absolutely terrified and sobbing.
A/N: Aaandd….that's a wrap! Here ya go! Second chapter in one day! BOOYAH!
I know, I know. Also, a small note: A lot of you have been telling me that France should actually be calling Canada 'mon fils' instead of 'mon fille'. I really appreciate it, guys! Thanks for telling me! It's a little late to go back and fix everything now, though, but at least I know for future fics! I just saw a France cosplayer call a Canada cosplayer 'mon fille' once and thought it was correct. ._.
Please, if you are wondering what any of that last stuff in italics was about, make sure to PM about it instead of Googling it. Please. It will spare you several months of therapy.
I actually had to read all of these freaking stories just so I could get the details right. YOU'RE WELCOME.
I would be updating sooner, but I, unfortunately, have summer school. I don't have bad grades, it's just a matter of insurance for September.
Review plz! Hasta la pasta~