The Coltalition
Chapter 6: Part Six
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"I always hate doing this. Come her little pony and let me eat the poison apple."
"Stop, please, what dose this prove you do this all the.... AHHHHH HAHHAH WAHHHH"
"MMMMM juicy"
We follow the cruel master of insanity. Pinkie Pie. She is leaving the office of a 'follower' and has to make her way out. She has three ponies following her dressed in some black suites. She struts with a confident matter out of the encampment of looking for a gun. She just got to the gate when she found a piece of 'hardware' that could
IMMMBOOM
A blast of heat blew past Pinky, messing up her mane in a disorganized, well more disorganized fashion.
" 'tisck tisck' and you were a good little pony." Pinky said in a mono tone. "Well now, let's play with a toy now. Red, White. Get that for discord."
"What?"
"I mean, Disco. No forget it, just do is I say"
The two ponies stared into the heartless monster. They are wondering about the sudden change in her act. Disco? Really, no Furher would never partake in fun. So the two grab a laser machine gun off the tower overlooking the camp. Then the three trot away and make there way to Ponyville.
"My lord, this, is... Ummm heavy." said Red
"Shhhh. You'll get..." White was inturupted
"No, White she has the right to express herself." Pinkie said calmly. "Your right, it is heavy. Now" Pinkie jumps onto the gun on the two ponies backs. "Now it's heavier!"
The weight of the gun started to cut deep into the two and the blood stained White's coat with red blood. Turning it a pinkish hue.
"Oh, so it begings White, welcome to the herd." Pinkie said to White
"What?" exclaimed White
"I didn't say anything white..." Red said struggling
"Nor did I" Said pinkie out loud
'what, I could of sworn...' White said to her self
"Another out break like that, I will fry your brain from here. I'm in your mind now!"
The ponies are just out side the town. They noticed a tree with the lights on. Upon closer inspection, it was a pub. More than that, what looked like rebels.
"Torch it!" exclaimed pinkie.
"We couldn't there are lil' fillies in there!" Red and White said
'Do it!' then White had a sudden change of heart.
"Yes master..." said White quietly.
Chapter twenty-two
A molvotov cotail was tossed in the air and Red watch with disbelief.
"ARE YOU CRAZY!" shouted Red "Celestia said NO CHILDREN!"
"In war, there is no children, only targets..." White and Pinkie said at the same time
Red's face widen in horror. The watched as pinkie entered the pub and shouted 'Mommy's BACK!' and heard screams of bloody cruelty. She could not imagine the fear in there. Then Pinkie bursted through the window laughing. The flames then starting to catch and then you could see it reaching the bar. Red could hear the people that were stranded screaming for help. Then children crying for their lives and breaking through the window. Where pinkie was waiting to capture. Red stood there in shock.
"JOIN THE PARTY RED!" Pinkie hollered in what seemed to be a demonic voice
All Red could do was watch. Suddenly, she hear gunfire coming in front of the house. Then the screams and little explosions of chunks of pony were shot everywhere. Red started to cry. A few drops. Then a river. She could hear every laser fired all in slow motion
'zaappmmmm bwoosh. Ahhhhhh'
The horror was to much and she covered her ears with her hooves but could still hear every shot. Then pinkie yelled
"Cease fire!"
It was over, for at least she hoped. There was blood shattered on the floor and the walls all lit up by the burning pub.
"Enough fun! Let's go! Time to report to the Princess" Pinkie commanded.
The three were back on the road. But no pony was the same. Horrified, controlled and insane.
Chapter twenty three
Pinkie riding the hot gun on the back of the two ponies and it burned into the flesh of Red, but she was to horrified to complain.
"Lighten up Mac, it's not the first time you saw death. So much for being big." Pinkie whispered in to big Red's ears.
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