What's up every pony! Welcome back! I hope that so far you're all enjoying the episode. Which by the way, I have something that a few of you have asked about. Just for the record, I am keeping all seasons on this story! I am not putting up a whole new story so it can get more confusing. Better to keep it all as grouped up as I possibly can!

So moving past that, let's continue with the intro. One that hopefully not end in my almost death.

But forgetting that last subject, today I have a more well-mannered pony that will hopefully NOT kill me! Rarity!

Rarity: Why thank you Zeke, and I must say that so far my fashion sense has been well-AH! *She screamed upon seeing my bee stung face* What is wrong with your ghastly face?!

Nice to see you too... *I said, kind of ticked off already* It was Discord. You see he-

Rarity: It doesn't matter how your face is the way it is Zeke! What matters is that you quickly cover up that unsightly problem you have.! Luckily, I have just the thing! *She then levitated a brown paper bag and put it over my head. Except the bag didn't have any eye holes*

And I'm supposed to look out of this bag without eye holes cut out how?

Rarity: Because your eye color does not match the color of the bag. I'm afraid you'll have to stay like that.

*sighs* Fine, whatever. At least I can still read out the top three comments.

3: Christ's Disciple. Trust me, this episode will build up in action. And I can assure you that it can only get funnier and more actiony from here! *Rarity starts to mumble something and I try to turn to her. But with the bag over my head, I miss* What is it?

Rarity: I just can't believe he called me a swamp hag and-

Woah! Don't spoil anything! Wait until it's over!

2: dazza the lucario. Those three colors are awesome! The first two are my favorite colors too, but switched around. And, yeah you do have a point. I never noticed that orange was the color of an underdog! Consider orange going from my seventh favorite, to number five!

1: MiningSomeDiamonds. I never did say why I did this story did I? Well, it's actually a pretty funny story.

Before I wrote this story, I had been watching A LOT OF One Piece, and seeing how Franky was a cyborg made me love it even more. Because like I said at the beginning of this story this is based off of my life, but way more extreme. What that means is I actually do have an artificial arm, that much was true, but that incident and the rest of the artificial parts that are in the story never happened. (They almost did, but that's another story)

So after seeing Franky from the anime, I had also been into FanFiction at that point. But only the RP part. So that made me want to make a cyborg OC. And I thought what better show to show off a cyborg OC that no pony has ever done before? So I choose MLP because it was another show I had been watching. But every forum I got to was either too big, or was dead, or the way I wanted to portray Blitz was never fully realized. So I choose to do the next best thing. Write a story and see if anybody thought it was any good. My English teacher, my friends and family, and even a famous author I met at a local bookstore once said I was good. So after writing this and seeing how many of you like this story, I guess they were being more than just nice to me.

Okay, and with all that said, I think it's time we get on with the chapter! *tries to take off bag, but Rarity keeps it in place with her magic*

Rarity: Zeke remember! You must keep that bag over your head! Otherwise, every pony will see your hideous face!

Yeah, thanks for that Rarity... Now someone start the chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own MLP or anything famous mentioned throughout this chapter. All I own is Blitz, and this idea.

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Rarity's POV

"Twilight! Twilight, are you in here?!" I asked as I came into the library.

I looked around and saw her at a desk so many books piled next to her. Oh, I hope she's not to busy to answer my questions.

"Oh hi Rarity! What's going on?" Spike asked me, very happy to see me arrive. He was in a chair next to Twilight with quill and paper, ready to take Twilight's notes. Well I could see why he was so delighted to see me. The poor dragon must be so dreadfully bored right now.

"Nothing that is too much to worry about." I turned to Twilight, who was still reading her book. "Twilight, I was hoping I could get your opinion on something..." I waited for her answer.

"Mmhm..." Twilight simply said yes to my statement with a quick and simple response. Well I guess she does have all of those books to read, so it only makes sense that she wants me to hurry along.

"Alright well, I ran into Blitz not to long ago while I was returning from my shopping today and he told me that he was painting the inside of his house today." I started

"Mmhm..." Twilight said, signaling that she was with me so far I guess.

"Yes, and when I heard his plans for today I offered my help. And being a designer and all I figured that I would be even more a help because of my field of expertise. Don't you think that makes sense?" I asked her.

"Uh-huh." Twilight agreed again, making me nod myself.

"Yes, and that is exactly what I explained to him. But even after trying to convince him, he still avoided my offer like the plague!" I told her, getting slightly offended. But I took in a breath to calm down, knowing that I might've been going over board on my emotions.

"That's horrible!" Spike said, standing up in his chair to show just how strongly he felt about it.

"Oh, I know! And that is why I came to see you Twilight. You're a very sensible pony, and I know that you would know what I should do about this. And it has come to my attention that I tend to get a little emotional about certain topics, so I wanted you to tell me if I'm over reacting to this whole situation. Am I?" I asked Twilight, looking at her.

"Nuh-uh." She said, still reading her book.

"No, not at all." Spike added.

I sighed in relief upon hearing that. For a second, I thought I was blowing this all out of proportion. "Oh thank Celestia! For a moment I thought I was acting over-dramatic about all of this... But... Whatever shall I do about it?" I asked them, not sure where to go from here.

"Well you need to make sure Blitz doesn't just ignore you! You're to good to just be ignored like that!" Spike said, jumping off his chair and really getting my problem.

"Why Spike, that's it! I need to show that I'm not some simple mare that Blitz can simply deny help from! I need to show him that my knowledge in color scheme is very useful! No matter what his 'opinion' is!" I said, beginning to build my confidence.

"But wait... I need to know just how I can prove that... Maybe I should ask the others for advice on this." I said, trying to think the idea through.

"Oh, let me come! I'd love to help you!" Spike said, coming over to me.

I had to giggle a little at that. He probably wanted to help so he didn't have to take notes for Twilight. "Well alright. But I'm afraid you can only come if Twilight agrees." I told him.

"Oh can I Twilight?! Please!" Spike said, running over to Twilight.

"Mmhm..." Was all Twilight said, not even turning towards him. I guess she saw this coming as well.

"That sounded like a yes to me! Let's go Rarity!" He said as he dropped the quill and paper on the floor and ran for the door opening it for me.

"Alright. Thank you for all of your help Twilight!" I called out as I left the library, Spike closing the door right behind us.

After we left, Twilight simply nodded and mumbled another 'Mmhm'. Then a few seconds later sighed in relief and turned to where Spike was. "Alright Spike, you ready to... Spike..." She looked around a little before seeing the quill and paper on the ground. She sighed in slight anger and shook her head. "I can't believe he just ran off. He said he would stay right here and help. Oh well, I can still take these notes myself."

She then levitated the quill and paper up before continuing her studies, unaware of everything that had happened a few minutes ago.

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As me and Spike kept walking towards another one of our friends, we kept talking out loud about what to do.

"So, if Blitz still doesn't respond to my assistance, then what exactly shall we do?" I asked, still trying to go over the idea.

"Well... Uh..." Spike put a claw to his face in thought, wondering the same thing himself. He gave the idea for confronting Blitz with more assertiveness, but that was all we had. "I never thought of that." He said with a small nervous smile.

"Oh that's quite alright Spike. I'm sure that our friends will have some ideas. Like... Pinkie Pie!" I said, seeing that we were coming up on Sugarcube Corner.

"Yeah, she might have some ideas! And the line doesn't look that long too! Let's go!" Spike said, going behind my idea one-hundred percent. Sometimes I'm really glad to have someone understanding like Spike to help me out.

So as we went inside we saw Pinkie Pie in front of a small crowd of ponies, all asking different things but most of them asking for somewhere around the same thing. The churros that Blitz had introduced us all to. The cuisine of his world was different and astounding, but I still had to think about the task at hoof.

And just a few moments later, Pinkie saw us at the doorway. Her grin grew about twice in size at that moment. "Oh hi you two! I'm so glad you're both here!"

"Yes hello Pinkie." I said as she bounced over. "I know your busy, so I'll be quick. You see, I have an issue and I wanted your help." I told her.

"Oh, I can help, I can help! Pick me, pick me, Pick me!" She said, waving her hoof in the air as if I was a teacher.

"That's why we came Pinkie Pie. For your advice." She cheered a little about being 'picked' before listening. "You see, Blitz is almost done finishing his house. And I wanted to help him paint it so it would be done sooner thanks to my expertise. But he said no and didn't even listen to why I would be such a big help!" I told her.

"Hmm... Oh, I think I got it! Maybe he wants to keep it a surprise for when it's done so we can all throw him a house-warming party!" Pinkie said, jumping in the air with so much excitement.

"I really don't think that is it at all Pinkie Pie. And even if it is, I still wish to help him." I told her, trying to get her to focus.

"But that would ruin the surprise! You don't want to ruin the surprise would you?!" Pinkie asked me as if I would ruin the biggest surprise in the world.

"Be serious Pinkie." Spike started. "Rarity really wants to help Blitz with his house because she would be a great help..." At that point I swore I saw a light bulb go off in his mind. "In fact, wouldn't it be better if she helped him? Then the party would be twice as more fun!" He told her. Spike, you do have your genius moments at times don't you?

"I never thought of that! Hold on, I gotta do the math on this one!" Pinkie then brought out a calculator and started typing away on it. "Okay... Yeah, carry the three.. divide the seven..." She then gasped and looked at Spike. "You're right Spike! It would make the party better! Rarity, you have to help Blitz!" She told me.

"Pinkie Pie, I'm afraid I already know this. But do you have any ideas as to how I can convince Blitz to let me assist him?" I asked her, hoping she would have an answer.

"That's an easy one!" I smiled at her, happy to get her input. "Just do the math for him! Once he sees that you helpin will make the house-warming party even better, then he'll have to say yes!" She said, keeping her very excited and happy grin.

I sighed under my breath, knowing that wasn't going to get me anywhere. Still, I couldn't just say that to Pinkie Pie, that would be rude. "Alright then, thank you for your help Pinkie Pie. I guess we should go ahead and go try that out." I said, heading for the door with Spike right behind me.

"Okey-Dokey-Lokey! Tell me when you're both one so I can invite every pony for the house-warming party!" She then headed back towards her counter, taking care of the customers that were getting tired of waiting.

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So after Pinkie Pie's suggestion, me and Spike knew we had to get som pony elses opinion on the matter at hand. Some pony who would know how to handle a dispute between friends. We already went to Twilight and Pinkie Pie. Fluttershy wouldn't know how to handle this kind of dispute. And it had to be a pony who knew both me and Blitz to know exactly what to do. This left two friends left to help decide this.

"Do you see her anywhere?" I asked Spike as he was walking next to me and was looking out for our friend too.

"No, I don't see her anywhere. Maybe she's... Oh wait, there she is!" Spike said pointing ahead of us. That's where we saw our good friend Applejack outside her barn, and looked really exhausted. Guess she had a really productive day at Sweet Apple Acres.

"Oh Applejack! Over here!" I called out to her as me and Spike both ran over to her.

"Why howdy their Rarity!... What can... What can I do ya for?" Applejack said as she turned towards us. She sounded even more tired than she looked.

"Well we were hoping you could help me settle an issue between me and Blitz." I told her.

"Why sure... What's the problem?..." She asked.

As I explained it to her, she kept trying to catch her breath, but no matter what she was still winded.

And afterwards, she spoke up. "Well... I see what ya mean... Y'all do need to prove that you can do just as well... So go on and prove it..." Applejack told me.

"We know that, but how exactly should we proceed in doing that?" I asked her, wanting to know.

"Well just make him see that yer just as good... Even if he doesn't want ta admit it... Ya gotta make him see that yer just as good as he is..." Applejack clarified.

That's when it clicked. That's just it! I need to make him realize that I can be just as good as he is! And the only way to do that through a pony like Blitz is to be tough as he said! He did say that his opinion is different from mine, so by proving that I can have just the same tough out look as him, then he'll have to realize I can be helpful.

"Why, you are absolutely right Applejack! Thank you ever so much! Now if you don't mind I need to go ahead and put this plan to action!" I said, now determined to prove that I was indeed tough!

"Glad ta help ya Rarity..." Applejack said, still winded. Whatever she's been doing has definitely exhausted her.

"Come Spike, I think I know just what to do now!" I said turning to head off to Blitz's house to finally confront him.

"Wait, what are you going to do?" Spike asked me curiously.

"Well, being that Blitz has a 'tough' mind set, that means that if I'm going to prove to him that I'm helpful by acting 'tough' as well. So, I must make him see that I can be of help by force." I said, getting ready to execute my plan.

Sadly, I was in such a rush to do so, that I didn't hear Applejack try to stop me.

"Wait Rarity... That ain't what I... Dang, she can't hear me... And I'm too tuckered out to catch her... Oh I hope that they ain't gonna go along with that plan..." Applejack said as she started to stand up. "Hoowee, I'm tired! I need ta lie down fer a little while." At that point, she headed back inside her home to rest.

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As we went towards Blitz's home, I started preparing myself for the task at hand. I had already quickened my steps, trying to keep the idea fresh in my mind.

Which Spike noticed and spoke up about. "Rarity, why are you even trying to prove that you can help anyway?" He asked.

"Because Spike, by denying my help, he has also doubted my skills in color scheme and insulted my ideals." I told him. But he should've already known this since I've expressed this quite a few times today.

"Okay, I get it now... But it's just that I don't think Blitz meant it like that. I think that he just didn't want your help." He told me.

"Spike, there is always a reason behind everything. It does not simply happen because it 'just does' or some pony thinks something 'just because'. He has insulted my very profession by doing this, and I am not letting a friend of mine that knows nothing of the sort critique me on that subject." I told him sternly.

He opened his mouth to try and come back at what I had said, but before he got a chance to, Rainbow Dash flew down.

"Hey guys, what's up?" She asked us.

"Well Rainbow Dash, I was just on my way to prove to Blitz that I am no push over." I told her, keeping my attitude from before.

"Push over? What happened?" She asked, curious about what I was saying.

"Well I caught Blitz returning home with paint supplies and offered my help since it would be very useful. But after offering, he turned down my offer and would prefer to do it all himself. Not only that, but he said that my ideals and thoughts on color scheme wouldn't be of help either!" I told her, getting irritated just by telling the story.

"Wow, Blitz really thinks he can paint his house so well that he doesn't need any pony's help? He's sure full of himself." Rainbow Dash commented.

"That coming from 'The Fastest Flyer in Equestria'." Spike said, putting air quotes around her title.

"Hey!" Rainbow Dash glared at Spike, who was trying to keep from laughing. Although he did have a point.

"Not the issue at hoof. What is though is that I plan to prove that my opinion and idea of color scheme can be just as well as his, if not better! So I've been going around, asking our friends about what they thought I should do, and Applejack came up with the best plan. Force Blitz to see just how well I am at paint colors by proving that I can be tough!" I said, with the up most seriousness.

"You," She tried to keep from laughing. "Be tough?" As if hearing a funny joke re-told for the second time, she broke out laughing.

"What is so funny! I can certainly be just as tough as Blitz!" I remarked.

"Yeah sure... Look, sorry Rarity, but I don't think it's going to be as easy as you think." She told me, still having a look of entertainment on her face.

"Whatever do you mean Rainbow Dash! Are you saying that I can't be tough?" I asked her. I know that it may be a little farfetched, but I can still be tough.

"No offence Rarity, but you aren't exactly a 'tough' pony. What are you even planning to do anyway?" She asked me.

"Well simply enough, I'm going to prove to him by force that I'm just as good at having a 'tough' outlook on color scheme." I explained to her.

"Yeah, already that's not going to work." She said, shaking his head. "Because if you try to force him to do anything, he's probably just going to go right back inside and close the door. You need to force him to come outside whether he wants to or not, and then show him your tough." Upon saying that last statement, she started laughing again at the idea.

"Hmph. Rainbow Dash, I will gladly show you that I'm tough right now. I will go right over to Blitz's house and I will show both of you that I can be tough. Hurry Spike, we have some convincing to do." I said as I headed off for Blitz's house. If Rainbow Dash thinks that I can not be tough at all, then she is in for quite the reality check.

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"Are you really sure that this is a good idea Rarity?" Spike said, now getting cold feet about my plan.

"Spike, if you are unsure of my plan then you don't have to stay. But I am doing this to prove that my skills in color scheme is better than Blitz can imagine." I explained to him once again.

"I'll stay Rarity but... I just don't know if this is going to work..." That last part he mumbled, but I didn't listen as I knocked on Blitz's door.

But instead of the door opening like I thought, Blitz opened up a sliding panel that was in the door so that way he could look out of it and not need to open the door.

"Oh uh... Hey Rarity, what's up?" He asked, looking a little surprised and nervous as well.

"Why nothing Blitz. How's your painting coming along?" I asked with a slightly irritated tone.

"It's uh... It's coming..." He said, sounding unsure of his response.

"Well my offer still stands to help you out. But this time, I am not taking no for an answer unless you have an actual half decent reason as to why I may not help you." I said, keeping up my slightly irritated tone. I figured that I was doing well so far with being tough.

I saw him go a little wide-eyed at what I said, then he frowned slightly at what I said not moments later. "I already told you, it's because your outlook on colors is different from mine." He told me, getting a little angry.

"Oh really Blitz? Because I know that I can have just the same opinion of color scheme as you. If that is what you are trying to say." I told him, not backing down.

"Look Rarity. I already told you I don't want your help okay? So can you please just go ahead and go?" He asked, trying to be polite. He then closed the panel he was looking out, not wanting to talk anymore.

"I shall not simply go away! You are going to let me help you paint your house, and that is final!" I said, pounding on his door. Does he really think that he can simply ignore my expertise in color scheme, my knowledge in style, and my finis in decor?!

"Rarity, listen to me!" I heard Blitz call from behind the door. He didn't open the panel either, so I couldn't hear him unless he was yelling. "If you keep pounding my door and demanding to help, I'm not letting you go off easy!" He threatened.

"Uh Rarity... I think you better listen. Blitz seems really mad that you're trying to force him to let you help." Spike said as he backed away from the door.

"I do not care! I am helping you Blitz and that is final!" I said, still knocking on his door as hard as I could. I am not having my skills questioned like this!

"That's it! Rarity, have a nice swim!" I heard him call out to me.

"Now whatever does that me-AHHH!" By the time I almost finished questioning what that meant, the piece of ground I was on suddenly sprang up! Literally! The ground I was on was attached to a spring that bounced me high into the air, sending me off all the way to the lake which was a two minute leisurely walk from Blitz's house.

The moment I hit the water, I came up and quickly got out. I was drenched to the bone in water, my mane and tail having no sign to the work I had put into them this morning. Instead they were flat and lifeless.

"Rarity!" Spike called out, running over to me. "Are you okay?!" He asked, concerned about my surprise flight to the lake.

"Why yes..." I said next to emotionlessly as I made my way out and looked at what part of my mane that was dropped over my eyes. "But I think that Blitz will not be for. This. Is. WAR!" I said, only putting every ounce of my anger into that last word.

Spike jumped back from my statement and witnessed as I started to walk in a certain direction. "W-what are you going to do?" He asked me, curious yet slightly scared by the anger I was showing on my face through my wet mane.

"Why I'm going to introduce Blitz to an old acquaintance of mine." I told him, not even stopping to look at him. Blitz was well in for it now, because I will not let him do everything he has done today and let him get away with it.

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And so the chapter ends, and the war begins! So far I hoped that all of you have enjoyed this episode as much as I've enjoyed writing it. And it's only going to get way more funnier because next episode, were going to see some good old cartoonish tricks go down! So place your bets readers!

QotC: Who do you think would when a plain out fight? Blitz the Cypony? or Rarity the Unicorn?