Hello and welcome every pony to the Season One finale part seven! As I've said before, I planned on making this more than five chapters and here we are! Now I plan on finishing it soon enough, but I really don't know. I can make this go on three more chapters or seven more.
*CRASH*
Um, you okay there?
Derpy: *hanging from a few chords that are coming from the ceiling. The electrical chords then shock her, causing the black background to go white* I just don't know what went wrong.
How did you even... Ya know what, nevermind. Can you at least come down from the wires before you blow us up or something?
Derpy: Okay. *She tries to get down, but after she lands, the wires break off and fall on her, making her trapped again*
Ugh... Why did I bring you into the intro? Whatever, just please stay there and just get out of the wires carefully.
Derpy: You got it Zeke! *She then tries to get free of the wires*
Okay as she's doing that, let's do the top three comments!
3: ThunderWave12. Even if you had magical powers, I think Whipper and about two-hundred others would still be annoying to fight off. And also, if Whipper and his army ever did make it to a problematic Canterlot, I don't think Princess Celestia alone could handle two-hundred rioting ponies with how she treats situations. That being trying not to hurt/kill them as she tries to talk them down.
Oh and also, yeah this kinda is a drive-thru. But sadly, we've been out of cheese so all we have are normal burgers and plain nachos. XD
2: Musical Paint. A double agent in the western times?! That sounds so cool! In fact, that sounds cooler than being a general! I'd gladly be either a double agent or a scout in the western times.
1: Mage of Psychics. Really, you wished this was canon? Thank you! I didn't think any pony would ever think that highly of my writing! Still, it's not a canon or much like that. And with my luck, if Hasbro or someone else ever did come across this story (Which I really doubt), I think they would have to butcher Blitz because a cypony would be too much on the teenage side for the actual MLP or a canon. Still, if I ever see Blitz as a background pony along with Dr. Whooves or Derpy, I could die happy right then and there.
Okay let's start the chapter!
*As Derpy gets one last wire off of her that was still connected to the ceiling, a panel opens up from the ceiling above me, making wires come out and tangle me up. And as Derpy keeps pulling on the wire, I get pulled into the ceiling and fall out of the ceiling and into the mess of wires Derpy was just in*
Derpy!
Derpy: Oh, sorry Zeke! Don't worry, I'll fix the intro! *She looks around with her cross eyes, wondering what or who exactly she's supposed to look to* Start the chapter?... Zeke, when does it start to wor-
Disclaimer: I don't own MLP. Whipper's gang members, and Fire Leaf also don't belong to me since they're created by others. All I own is Blitz, Whipper, and this idea.
As I woke up from my own personal tent, curtusy of one of the very nice pegasi that joined our group, I saw that I actually woke up early. Around seven in the morning I guessed. Not really knowing what time it was really didn't matter all that much to my surprise.
After getting up I realised that all of my stuff fell out of my pockets. The picture, the pamphlet, and the money I got from Diane for bringing in those barrels the first day I was here.
I quickly pocketed all that stuff. All the money, that being the two silver-bits and seven copper-bits. Next was the picture, which still had none of my friends in it, and still was lifeless, dried up, and run down.
Then finally the pamphlet. It was the one thing that hadn't changed at all except for turning from being torn up and destroyed, to good as new from the time travel. And since it was a pamphlet filled with history about the future, I knew that no pony, not even Bright or Jewel, could see this. So I quickly tried to think of something that would help me.
That's when I got an idea. I decided to bury it. I took a rag that was next to y bed and wrapped the pamphlet with it. I then quickly buried a small three-foot hole in the ground, putting the wrapped up pamphlet in it.
And as soon as I filled it up, I saw a shadow approaching. As soon as it got to the tent entrance, I quickly sat on the hole I filled in. And when Bright looked in from outside, she rose an eyebrow at me. "Why are you covered in dirt?" She asked me.
"I was... Just lookin fer some underground water! Yeah, since it's dry and all, and there ain't a rain cloud comin anytime soon, I thought lookin fer some water might help!" I made up probably the worst lie I've ever made in my life.
"Yeah... Anyway, dust yourself off will you? The others are waking up, and you are the leader and sheriff after all. Might help to look a little presentable." Bright said, not wanting to know why I was really covered in dirt.
"Yeah, I figured." I said, getting up and dusting myself off. Once I looked at least half decent, I went outside. Since my tent was on a hill, I was over-looking the rest of the camp.
"Hey uh... Why are the camps all separated?" I asked Bright.
"Well..." She sighed in slight annoyance. "Even though we're all one group, the pegasi all insisted on camping in one spot, while the earth ponies and the few unicorns here insisted on camping in another. Some tried to just meet in the middle, or camp where ever they wanted to, but the majority of their group eventually convinced them to camp with them." She informed me.
After hearing that, I just sighed. We were all supposed to be one big group, not two divided ones. And I knew that if we were even going to have a chance, we all had to be in agreement.
"What do you mean we're already outta water?!" I heard one Earth Pony ask, shocked. He along with a majority group of the earth ponies and unicorns, were all gathered around Diane, who was I guess put in charge of making drinks for every pony in the army.
"Sorry boys, but we gotta ration it! We already used up a good bit a water just this mornin!" She said, trying to calm them down. As she was, I started making my way over.
"But most of us are right here! Who else is there ta drink tha water?!" The main earth pony asked.
"The pegasi got here first! I can't choose favorite's Dusty, so its first come, first serve!" Diane defended.
"Oh! So the pegasi are the ones ta blame! Why those no good, useless-" Before Dusty could finish that sentence, I stepped up.
"Hold up Dusty, I don't think I heard ya right." I said walking up. As I did, the others settled down and made way for me. "What were ya sayin bout pegasi?" I challenged him to repeat that.
"Oh, Sheriff Alamo sir! I didn't mean all pegasi! Yer perfectly fine! I was talkin bout them-" I cut him off again by raising my hoof.
"Were all the same here Dusty. If yer gonna judge another pony cause they got wings er not, I don't think ya understand just why were here." I told him, settling him down. He had a look of regret and backed down from yelling.
I then turned to Diane. "Diane, what's the news on the water?" I asked her.
"Well, just this water ain't gonna last an army of a hundred an twenty any longer than three days." She told me. "We can only use one barrel full a day. And only half that barrel full in the mornin, with the other half at night. We got them pegasi takin care of, along with some earth ponies, but not enough for tha rest a the group." She told me with a frown.
"Alright. Let me think fer a sec here..." I said. Even though it was only the first day, Dusty and his group had a point. I could see how they were thirsty and had a valid point, but it was still only the first day.
I looked at the stash of water we had and saw that we still had three giant barrels, each big enough to fit two normal sized ponies and then some, and then a ton of canteens and jugs filled with water from ponies that brought some from their homes or travels. Like Diane said, that was enough to last us all three days tops.
I then looked around the camp, seeing how me, Diane, and Dusty were all surrounded by the rest of the group that didn't get water. For now, there wasn't much that we could do about this.
"Okay. We don't have much a choice but this. The ponies that got their water this mornin will continue ta only get their water in tha mornin, while tha rest of y'all will only get water at night." I told them.
"But we're thirsty now Sheriff Alamo!" Dusty said to me with a very slight whine in his voice. Some of the others agreed by nodding or muttering something along the lines of yes.
"Well think of it this way Dusty. Now you'll know how the others'll feel when they hear that y'all drank the rest of the water saved up fer tha night. We can't all have water all day." I told them, telling them the obvious truth.
They were all still muttering and complaining about how they'll get thirsty in the morning, but a few of the others agreed to my plan and went on their way to do their duties and train for today.
"I still don't see why we have ta give up water in tha mornin fer good ta those pegasi." Dusty said, still not getting it. He seemed really mad about it all.
"Well then... Diane?" I asked her.
"Yes Sheriff Alamo?" She asked looking at me, wondering what I was about to say.
"Pass me my mug a water fer tonight in advance now please." I asked her politely.
"Actually Sheriff Alamo, we saved a mug a water fer ya fer tha mornin." She said getting a mug that was hidden under the table. She then gave it to me, and I looked at it.
"Thank ya kindly Diane." I said, now turning towards the group. I had a plan, and Dusty here was gonna help me. "Now Dusty, I'll make a deal with ya. I'll give ya this here thang a water right now, if ya promise not to blame pegasi fer anything that wasn't their fault." I held the mug of water towards him.
"Yer kidin me." He said, looking at me in slight shock. I shook my head, looking real serious. "Alright, ya gotta deal Alamo!" He said, taking the mug from me.
I then started hearing the rest of the group start to complain about how Dusty got water when they all didn't. Just like I was hoping. "Now now, every pony settle down. I mean, we all know how much poor sad Dusty here needs his water." I said to them all in a way that made Dusty sound like a sad little child. They all then went from complaining to snickering at what I called Dusty.
And before Dusty could even take one sip of his water, he looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "Hey, what'ha ya mean, poor an sad?" He asked me.
"Well ain't it obvious?" I asked him, keeping the sad voice as if he was a little child. That wasn't the part that made every pony else snicker though. What was is the fact that he was bigger than me, and older. Yet I was talking down to him in a sad manner.
"Since yer obviously dying a thirst right here, it's obvious that we have ta give ya the water right away. I mean look at ya! Yer shrivlin up! Ya look really weak and skinny! I'm shocked yer still livin an ya haven't even had yer water yet little guy." I kept saying in a sad voice.
"I-I ain't a little guy! I'm just as tough as tha lot of ya!" He said, turning towards the crowd.
"I don't know 'bout that Dusty." I started, my plan working so easily. "Seems like ya need this water more than any of us. Specially with yer whinin and complainin bout how ya can't live till nightfall without yer water. I mean, we don't want Dusty here ta die a thirst do we every pony?" I asked sadly, looking towards the crowd.
They all shook there heads and said no, pretending like Dusty was a child or a baby just like I was.
"I think yer right Sheriff Alamo." Diane started, joining in my talking down. "As a matter a fact, I think we need some pony ta watch little ol' Dusty here all day while he's a trainin. Don't want him hurtin himself now do we?" She asked me, catching on to what exactly I was doing.
"Oh yer right Diane! Don't want Dusty havin an accident at all! Glad ya brought that up." I said, trying to keep myself from laughing to make it convincing. And I admit, I was doing a way better job than the crowd was, who were starting to break out laughing.
"But... But I ain't gonna hurt myself!" Dusty tried to defend, starting to shrink down a little at all the faces that were snickering or laughing at him. "Honest!"
I simply pretended to ignore that and looked over to the group watching this all play out. "Now who here wants ta watch their fellow little member Dusty here all day ta make sure he don't hurt himself? Cause let's face it, training is only fer tha big and strong ponies. Am I right?!" I asked them all.
"Yeah!" They all said, nodding and laughing at Dusty's expression.
"I am tough! I promise ya Sheriff Alamo, I promise!" Dusty said, trying to convince me. He looked about ready to beg just to convince me that he was tough. Which wouldn't of helped his case at all to be honest.
"Well Dusty, if yer as tough as ya say, then why do ya need that there mug a water? Cause it looks like all yer friends here are tough enough ta last till night fer their water." I told him, looking right at him as I gestured to the crowd.
Dusty looked around and saw how they were nodding along to what I said, acting real 'tough' all around. He then had a 'stroke of genius' and gave me back the mug. "Well ya know what, I'm tough too! I don't need no water! I can wait till night fall fer some water just like the rest of em!" He said, getting a look of determination.
They all cheered at Dusty as I smiled and nodded, glad my reverse psychology worked just like I hoped it would. "Just what I thought. Now Diane, put this water into a canteen to keep it clean fer some pony else." I said, passing her my mug of water.
"Wait, Sheriff Alamo this is yer mug a water. We ain't gonna think any less of ya if you drink it." She said, reminding me.
"No Diane, I ain't drinkin it." I told her plainly. "In fact..." I got another idea and jumped on top of one of the barrels, speaking up so every pony around me could hear me. "Hear me out here every pony! As long as we don't have enough water fer every pony, I ain't gonna be havin one drop of it!" I announced.
They all gasped at what I said, completely shocked about what I said. "Yep! Y'all heard right! Until every one of ya get water in tha mornin and night, I ain't wastin any a this here water!" I told them, with complete seriousness. If I was going to lead a whole army, I wasn't going to get anything better than any of them. And if I got water in the mornin, or at night, than I would be getting something half of the army wouldn't be getting any. And that wasn't fair.
"But Sheriff Alamo, ya can't just go without water the whole time!" Diane argued.
"I don't care! I ain't gettin any special treatment some pony else ain't gettin. So that said, till we find more water fer every pony here ta drink mornins and nights, I'm goin thirsty!" I announced once again.
None of them complained about it, but they were still mumbling. Not sure what to think about it. After a few more seconds of this, I decided to speak up again. "Now are y'all just gonna stand here like statues, er are ya gonna get a move on and get ta work?!" I asked them, having some command and fearlessness in my voice.
"Yes, Sheriff Alamo!" They all said, now moving out to get back to training.
I nodded at them all with a smirk, and jumped off the barrel. When I saw Dusty still there, not sure what to do, I went over to them. "Now Dusty, you better be keepin that promise, ya hear? No more talkin down 'bout other ponies badly." I told him calmly.
"Yeah Sheriff Alamo, I promise. Mind if I just stay here fer a little longer though?" He asked, feeling a little bad for blaming all the ponies who got water now.
"Sure Dusty. Take all the time ya need." I said, starting to walk towards Bright, who was watching the whole thing from a little ways away.
As I did, Dusty turned to Diane, who was pouring my water back into a canteen. "Ya don't think I'm weak, do ya Diane?" He asked.
"You? Not at all! Heck, you break rocks fer a livin! Course yer strong! Me and Alamo were only sayin that stuff ta build yer confidence!" She said, smiling at him.
"Thanks Diane. Really 'priciate it. 'Sides, them rocks are actually kinda fun ta break." He said, really happy she thought she was strong.
"Don't mention it. So why are ya a rock farmer anyway?" She asked, actually kind of interested to hear why Dusty liked breaking rocks.
I went back to where me and Bright were watching the whole thing play out, looking back over the whole camp again. As I did, Bright spoke up.
"You know, that was pretty dumb what you just did." She said simply.
"What? The water organizin plan?" I asked her.
"No, not that. That was probably one of the best schedules you could've made out of what you had to work with." She said, admitting that was a little smart. "What I meant was that you just promised to give up drinking water. That was stupid" She told me.
"No, I promised ta give up drinkin water till we find enough fer every pony." I told her.
"And where are we going to find more Sheriff? Because all the water in Pony Valley is now property of Whipper's. And there is no other city in Equestria that's going to bring over barrels of water for our cause. It's too valuable." She told me.
"We'll find more Bright. Just gotta have hope. And by promisin not ta drink any water till we get more, makes them all know that I have hope in findin water. That alone is gonna make em cheery." I told her, revealing what my actual plan was. True, I wasn't thinking of that when I made that promise, I was just caught up in the moment. But coming up with an actual smart reason as to why I did that makes me think I'm a little more capable of leading an army.
"I mean look at Dusty and Diane down there. I'd say they look pretty cheery right now." I said, gesturing towards them. Bright looked over, and couldn't help but smile at their happiness. Even though it was a war right now.
And as they kept talking, I felt something tingling from my pocket. I reached into that pocket and pulled out the picture, which was shining a little. Then it flashed so bright, I had to look away. When it stopped I looked back and saw Pinkie Pie back in the photo. Not fading at all.
I turned back towards Diane and Dusty and saw them talking and laughing to one another. I couldn't help but smile even more at that, glad to see that the future was going back to normal. The rest of my friends were still missing and Ponyville was still a disaster area, but Pinkie Pie stood unaffected by it all.
Bright, who was right nxt to me, saw the picture too. She gasped silently, amazed by what she saw. "One of your friends! There back!" She said, happy that the future started to go back to normal.
"Yeah. Guess whatever happens now, Pinkie Pie'll still be there. Guess that leaves six more great-grandchildren ta re-exist again. That, an fixin the future." I said, trying to sum up all I have to do. But after hearing that all out loud, I sighed from realizing just how hard that all was going to be.
"One step at a time. Besides, if you already saved one of your friends before taking care of Whipper, than maybe it'll come easier than you think." Bright suggested, trying to put a happy face on it.
"Yeah, should be easy. Just like it always is." I said sarcastically with my western accent. "Anyway, anythin else goin on I should know about?" I asked.
"Well, were trying to find a way to warn Princess Celestia about Whipper and his army. Some volunteered to go off to Canterlot, so were setting up a package for the trip." She told me.
"Ya know what... I don't think that'll be a problem." I said, smiling at her. She knew I had a plan, but didn't know just yet. "Get several papers, quills er somethin else ta write with, and Tune." I told her.
"Uh... Okay then..." She said not knowing where I was going with this at all. But either way, she went ahead and went on to get the things I asked her to get.
After a little while, I'd guess around two hours, Bright finally managed to find Tune. After taking so long I was about to ask her a question, but she gave a me a look that showed just how annoyed she was going all around the camp looking for him. So in the end I went ahead and decided to not question it, and just looked to Tune.
We were all on the hill beside my tent, Tune sitting on a small boulder, looking at us.
"So... What did ya need me fer again Sheriff Alamo?" Tune asked, looking at the two of us.
"Yeah, I don't really get what this is all for either." Bright said, just as confused.
"It'll be fine. Just trust me y'all." I said. "Now Bright, I need ya ta write a letter ta Princess Celestia." I told her.
"Why don't you just write the letter? What do you need me for?" She asked.
"Well, she ain't gonna know who I am. But she knows you and yer friend pretty well. So yer gonna have ta write it. Just write somethin that asks if this note finds her well. Somethin along tha lines of, 'Dear Princess Celestia, if ya get this message then I hope ya write back. We got urgent news ta tell. Your acquaintance, Sparkle Bright.'" I said, hoping she would word it differently than what I actually said.
After a few seconds of her writing the letter with her magic, she showed it to me. When I saw that it was good, I nodded. "Okay, now what?" She asked, rolling it up into a scroll like form.
"Aw, that's the easy part." I said. "We have Tune here set it on fire." I explained to her.
"What?! How will that send the message to Celestia?!" Bright asked, completely confused.
"Easy." I said, taking the note. "Tune just imagines sendin it ta Canterlot, er ta Princess Celestia herself, and blows fire on it. Should work." I said, handing the note to Tune. I didn't know how exactly Spike sent letters to Princess Celestia, yet still was able to set stuff on fire without sendin it away. But the way I explained made some kind of sense. At least to me at least.
Tune looked at the note, and then at us watching him, and back to the note. "Alrighty. Here goes nothin." He said. He then stood up and closed his eyes, putting the letter in front of him. Almost exactly like Spike does. He then blew fire onto the letter, the fire being a purplish color instead of green like Spikes.
After the flames stopped. "Alamo, all that did was burn it!" Bright said.
"Really? Cause I don't see no ashes anywhere." I told her with a smile, knowing it worked.
"Wow, he's right!" Tune said, amazed. "So, that means I sent a letter ta Princess Celestia right?!" He asked, amazed by what he did.
"Well..." Before I said anything else, I stopped and thought for a second. "Uh, that much we don't know. We just gotta hope it worked and that the Princess will know how ta send it back." I told them, hoping it worked completely.
To answer my question, not five seconds later Tune burped up a letter with an official seal, it landing in front of me. I picked it up and opened it, going ahead and reading it out loud so they'll know what it says. Despite the fact that it was written in cursive and I was horrible at reading that kind of handwriting.
Dearest Sparkle Bright,
I am glad to hear from you, as it has been such a long time. But as I have already heard, I suspect your news is on the Civil War about to begin between Whipper and your sheriff friend Lonestar Alamo. As you also know, Canterlot is in dire need of my attention right now, and I can not leave unless it is urgent or the problem here is to be resolved. I will try to help all I can, but I can not promise much. I am sorry Sparkle Bright. I wish you, and Sheriff Lonestar my best.
-Celestia
P.S. I see that you have sent this message with the help of a dragon. I could tell because my assistant baby dragon was the one who received the message. She also asks that I tell all of you that she says 'Good luck'
"That's all there is." I said to them, passing the note along. My accent, along with my issue of reading cursive made it hard for them to be able to know just what it said. So after they took it and read over it real quick, they were caught up too.
"Wow, you can't read can you?" Bright asked, thinking I was kind of an idiot.
"I can read just fine! It's the dang cursive that gets me!" I defended myself. Out of every school I went to, they only spent around one week trying to teach us cursive, and that was in third grade. Besides, I always thought cursive was a little worthless so I just forgot most of what they taught me.
"Well, since Princess Celestia knows about the civil war, and you, what now? All we figured out is that she's counting on us to stop him." Bright said.
"Well, guess now we just gotta get every pony here ta train up 'fore Whipper starts headin ta Canterlot." I told her. "Alright, thanks fer yer help Tune." I said, starting to walk off.
"Don't mention-UGH!" He was interrupted as he burped up another note. Except this one didn't have an official seal on it.
As he picked it up, we turned towards him as he picked it up and opened it. "It from tha Princess?" I asked.
"Nope. It's from the other dragon. She sent a message ta me personally." He said, starting to read it.
As he read it, he started smiling from it. Then laughing at it. He then picked up a paper to send something back. As all this was going on, I felt the photo in my back pocket start to change. I took it out and looked at it, seeing Spike start to fade back into existence.
"Alright Tune, we're gonna go. You just keep on doin what yer doin until we gotta send another letter alright?" I asked him.
"You got it commander!" Tune said, saluting to me real quick, before writing another note to the dragon. In a way, it reminded me way too much about texting. So I went ahead and walked away with Bright right behind me so Tune could be left to 'dragon text' without any pony else breathing down his neck.
"Well, that's another one of your friends saved." Bright said with a smile as she walked next to me, seeing the picture.
"Yeah, guess so." I said, pocketing the picture. "But we ain't finished yet. We still gotta crazy whippin pony ta stop." I told her.
"You're right. So what's next?" She asked, looking towards me.
"I... don't gotta clue." I said, being nothing but honest. I might've known what to do when a problem comes up, but that was about it. I was pretty much only acting as a peacekeeper so far today, and that's worked really well. But other than that, I didn't know one thing about being a general. "Well, what do you think?" I asked her.
"Me?!" She asked, surprised by what I had just said. The surprising part was that the general of this army was asking her for advice.
"Yeah. Yer like the second in command, technically tha first in command since ya brought me here. Besides, you've gotta be way more organized than me. So, what do you think?" I asked her.
"Well... I guess you should go ahead and train with the others. Or maybe learn how to use a weapon. After all, you only have your metal arm to brand with, which will only work if it's hot enough. Not only that, but since it doesn't have a long reach, it won't be that useful if you come across Whipper." She told me, stating that fact to me.
"Yer right. My metal hoof don't gotta good reach do it?" I asked as I looked at my hoof, the question more towards myself than her.
"Yeah, that's just what I said. Why, what are you planning?" She asked, wondering where exactly I was going with this.
"Well I was thinkin that maybe I could-" Before I could explain my plan, I was stopped by the sound of a riot just over the hill we were behind towards the other side of the camp. "What in Equestria is goin on?" I asked, turning towards where the noise was coming from.
"I don't know, but be ready Sheriff!" Bright said, running off to find out just what was going on.
I was right behind her, ready for anything. But when I got there I wasn't expecting just what I saw.
Every pegasus was yelling and arguing with every earth pony and unicorn, the whole thing looking like a prison riot. Both sides looking equally angry. All I could do was gawk at the sight of it all.
Then slowly, all I could do was start to glare at the sight of it all. Not even ten hours into the day, and they've all gone into a riot. And I was not about to let this go on any more than it already was. If we were going to be one single army, and not two divided ones, we needed to get along. And that is just what I plan on doing.
And another cliffhanger sets in! And even though this chapter was kind of small, I'm afraid that I'll have to cut it short. Because if I put in the next part I have planned, then the next chapter would be even shorter than this one. So yeah, bigger chapter next time! I promise!
And speaking of bigger chapters, like I asked in the intro, what do you think about how many more chapters this should be? Cause I could make it three more chapters long, or seven more if I wanted. Just give your opinions on it, cause I don't know if I'm pressing this on any longer.
And with all that said, until next time every pony!
QotC: What's your favorite time in history?
