Author's Notes:

More combotime! We've got a Bolstrike58 and a Zapper frost!

A tremor ran down Apple Bloom's spine. The juicebox fell from her hooves, leaving the straw sticking from her mouth.

"It is time."

"What?"

"It is time."

Scootaloo raised a brow. "Apple Bloom, did you put poison joke in your juicebox again?"

Apple Bloom proceeded to transmogrify into a donut. Funniest thing I've ever seen, I tell ya.

"It is time for revolution," the filly sentient donut announced. "Our lord and creator, Pinkie Pie, will lead us to victory."

"Wha--" Sweetie Belle squeaked as a cupcake from her lunchbox hopped out, joining Donut Bloom as they began to chant.

"Down with the equines, up with the pastryarchy! Down with the equines, up with the pastryarchy! Down with the equines, up with the pastryar--"

Approximately five years, three months, six days, nine hours and forty-three seconds later...

Equestria lay in ruins. Donut Bloom sat upon Celestia's throne, but she could no longer move.

She was stale.

Like this chapter.