"Russenzopf"
Part 7
By Neoraichu
"My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic" is the property of others such as Lauren Faust, including Gilda, Pinkie Pie, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Fluttershy, Twilight Sparkle, Spike and others. I believe that Cleocatra is my own OC, but I'm sorry if I'm wrong about that. This story takes place about 6 months after the events of Fanfic:"A Little Dash of Pinkie", and about a month after Season 3 Ending:"Magical Mystery Tour".
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Rainbow Dash fumed in her mind over the turn of events that brought her to his moment. How some rope play with Applejack brought her together with Pinkie Pie, and how they admitted to each other that they were lesmarians. They moved in together in Ponyville in their own place only to be nearly raped by stallions who thought that was the cure for lesmarianism. How Applejack and they were saved at the last moment by Big Macintosh. The unexpected sickness and mutation of their dear friend, Fluttershy. Her misadventures with Zecora as they looked for the cure. The two had become fast friends, with Dash even imitating Zecora's style of speaking in rhyme, much to Zecora's amusement. The trials they faced with the trolls in order to secure the special clovers they needed. How Dash found out about Pinkie Pie's transformation into a monster began, and what kind of creature she was becoming. They way Pinkie managed to imitate Twilight Sparkle's teleportation spell to get them away from the Red Alicorn Queen. The consumption of the breeding potion as a defense against Dash being converted as well. How the monstrous Fluttershy compelled Pinkie to mount her, resulting in impregnation rather than conversion. The part where they cured Fluttershy instead of Pinkie because that's what Pinkie BEGGED her friends to do. How Twilight placed the Spell Lock on Pinkie to stop the transformation process. The way Twilight felt so guilty when the Princess Celestia informed her she could not remove the Spell Lock from Pinkie until she had relics to boost her powers. Intrusive medical exams (in her backside) to make sure her colt, which turned out to be in fact two colts, were growing well. How she was kidnapped from her own bed and her own bedroom to discover that at least two of the ponies plotting against her love were actually Zecora and Trixie! She could almost believe that Trixie would do such a thing against them, but ZECORA?! The one pony that tried so hard to make sure that all the infected mares were cured?! That was beyond Dash's ability to comprehend.
"I may not be a sage," said Zecora as she watched over Dash, "but I see your eyes so full of rage. My actions seem to trouble you so, but you don't know what I do know. I do not think Pinkie can be cured, so with you shall she be lured. Princess Sparkle may have something to say, but we cannot let her stand in our way. My feeling are currently torn, but I shall keep you safe with your unborn."
Her tightly bound muzzle kept Dash from reply, so she just snorted heavily through her breathing holes.
"You muzzle I can not remove, as Trixie would not want to approve. While I consider you a friend, Trixie's too powerful to casually offend. For you, I'd normally take that path, but now I truly fear her wrath."
'Great,' thought Dash, 'So Trixie's got some new trinket that even has Zecora scared silly.'
"While I desperately want to explain, I can only ease you pain. My shame will be seen across the land. I hope one day you'll understand."
Dash turned her head away from Zecora, as she could not stand to even look at the Zebra any more.
"Please try to hope and keep your smile, and I'll get you loose in a while. Just please don't try to fly away, or someone just might die this day."
Dash shivered as she heard Zecora's warning.
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The next morning, there was a knock at the house of Pinkie and Dash. Coming to the door, she called "Good morning, Mayor Mare! How can I help you and all of those guards today?!" She opened the door to feel the stunned expressions of the Mayor and the two dozen or so guards she had brought with her.
"I'm so sorry, Pinkie Pie..." began the Mayor awkwardly.
"You're here to arrest me because there will be massive protests and maybe even a riot if you don't," finished Pinkie.
"Are you reading my..."
"No, it's just an educated guess based on what my senses are telling me."
"Well, I am ashamed to admit you're right. The City Elders are demanding to have you arrested at once, or they've threatened to relieve me of my duties as the Mayor of Ponyville."
"Slap me in the harness, manacles and chains then. I'm sure you've brought more than enough of them," sighed Pinkie, "I'll go without a fuss. I promise."
"I'm so..."
"Sorry," she answered, "Yes, I know you are. But as long as my Dash is missing, I guess I don't really have anything else to do."
The guards advanced on her as they strapped a thick leather harness around her barrel. It was meant to keep her wings restrained by completely covering them. Then they slipped her into the manacles and chains, hobbling her front legs closely together, her back legs closely together, and running a last chain from her front legs to her back legs. Now her mobility was severely limited. Then the last chain was brought to her head, where a bit was forced into her mouth and leather straps were secured about her muzzle. The length of the chain prevented Pinkie from lifting her head above her chest level. Then her horn was sheathed in leather banded with iron to keep her horn neutralized as a potential weapon.
"Is the bit and chain really necessary?" asked the Mayor, "That's just humiliation if you asked me."
"I'm sorry," replied the head guard present, "Just following orders."
"It's alright," said Pinkie, her voice mildly distorted by the bit in her mouth, "I understand. Their fear fills the air around us like the musk of a skunkbear. Someone has gone to great lengths to tell them just how much of a monster and a menace I'm supposed to be. They may even think I'd eat the stallions here without these extraordinary precautions."
"Come on," said another guard, "A special cell was constructed just for the likes of you."
The Mayor stood gaping as the guards led Pinkie Pie away in chains. She turned and ran away to see the one pony she thought could help now...
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"Answer the door, Spike!" called Twilight as the relentless pounding on her front door continued.
Spike opened the door to see Mayor Mare standing there, gasping and panting as if she had just finished a long run.
"It's Mayor Mare!" called Spike, "She looks like she's winded!"
"Well let her in!" answered Twilight, "Give her a nice seat in the sitting room, and be sure she gets some tea!"
Spike took the Mayor to a seat, ran off to get tea and cups, and by the time he had poured the tea for the Mayor to sip, Twilight walked into the room.
"I'm so sorry!" cried the Mayor, "I didn't want to, but I have no choice!"
"Slow down," said Twilight, "and tell me what happened from the beginning."
"The City Elders," she panted, "They made me arrest Pinkie Pie! She was slapped in irons, an anti-flying restraint, and a bit of all things! They've probably thrown her into that special cell they built by now!"
"Why was I not informed of this?!"
"When you didn't turn up at the arrest, I suspected as much. I think that they deliberately lied to me when they said Canterlot and you would be notified in advance of their actions."
"Who ordered this?!"
"I don't know. No name was ever given, but the paperwork was in order. I'm sure it wasn't the Princesses or any of the Royals. It seems more likely it was someone from the Military."
"This is an outrage!"
"Something smelled funny when I noticed they weren't headed towards the city jail, but there was a lot of them and they were armed to the teeth. I felt my only chance was to come and see you right away."
"It should have never gotten this far out of hand, Mayor!"
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The little procession walked down the back streets of Ponyville until Pinkie stopped to shout, "Hello, Tixie! How are you?!"
Trixie stepped from an alley as she said, "So you know I'm here, do you?"
"So you're little ruse is over now?"
"What?" sputtered Trixie, "How did you know?!"
"Know these stallions are fake guards? Know that these manacles and chains were not made by anyone in Canterlot? Figure out someone with some major magic was behind the whole charade?.. Lucky guess."
"Well that won't help you now!" snarled Trixie as she said, "PIXIE DUST!"
A cloud of smoke and dust just appeared around Pinkie's head as it seem to force its way into her nose and mouth. She realized too late that she was very soon going to be asleep as she fell onto her side on the cold stone and dirt road.
"Pack her in that crate now!" snarled Trixie, "And ditch those disguises! Where the hell is Mayor Mare?!"
"She didn't come with us," said a fake guard.
"Damn!" she cursed, "Why did you foals let her get away?!"
"We couldn't afford to make a scene," pleaded the fake guard.
"Well hurry up!" she answered angrily, "She probably ran off to get help from that goody-goody Princess Twilight Sparkle! The Princess could start trying to find us at any moment! Move it if you value your lives!"
The fake guards rushed to obey. The hogtied the sleeping Pinkie Pie and stuffed her into a large wooden crate lined with hay that they then sealed up with a lot of nails.