Descendant Friendly (Part Four) - Presence Danger!
There is only one wanderer of the sky...
Many sky-heights below...
Many heights of the night sky below, Rarity was asleep. The cows' tornado crashing through the ceiling and sending her down many floors below to the basement was a glass of warm milk she didn't want, as having it dropped on her had knocked her unconscious. Right now, she was just drifting...drifting asleep...along with the current...which was flooded with milk in the basement...
But...what became of Rarity's friend Pinkie Pie, who was flung into a situation with Big Macintosh, rather than Rarity who was flung into a jig with milk?
Meanwhile, with the unfortunately sandwiched Pinkie...
"I'm so silly..." Pinkie mourned as she got off Big Mac and stood up. "How did I end up in the middle of all this?"
"The middle?" Big Mac gave Pinkie an intermediate reply. "I love being in the middle of all sorts of things, you get creamed in the sense that you get a lot of cream!"
"You like getting creamed?" Pinkie gazed at the stallion's fruitfully robust body. "Wait a second, you're Applejack's brother Big Macintosh!"
"You know my name from looking at me?" Big Mac was filled with Pinkie's admiration. "I knew I always had it in me to be a bodybuilder, but I never thought I could be such a super model!"
In return, Pinkie was filled with mystery. Big Mac was always known for being fruitful, but there was much meaningless sinew covering his body, such as brown and green plant tissue, leafy red hair, and water in his lemon crusted eyes. He resembled...a tree.
"Big Mac, I always knew you were an Apple, but you look like a plant." Pinkie noted. "What is all of that rooted too?"
"I'll tell you all about how I got this way, cause you gotta rot the crust before you get to the core!" Big Mac was as sweet as apple pie. "A long time ago, Applejack came back to the farm with her friends, and her beautiful friend who we invited for brunch an even longer time ago! Her friends were injured and unconscious, but she told me that Chrysalis was completely defeated! She told me to go to the fridge and get refreshments so that we could celebrate after everyone was healed. I found it strange how she didn't seem very happy over her victory, but it was something I had come to expect after her attitude changed when Chrysalis took over Equestria, so I agreed. But as I was looking in the fridge, I was mysteriously knocked unconscious. When I woke up, I was locked in a cage fashioned with powerful sticks that had absorbed insect goo. I looked around and realized that I was in a dark laboratory, and Chrysalis was in there conducting experiments!"
Pinkie Pie didn't reply immediately...she was flabbergasted at how fast Big Mac had told that story, because the speed he took in telling it so had made it sound like gibberish, and the heroine had a slow understanding.
"Wait a minute...wait a long time..." Pinkie finally made a response. "Because it's going to take a long time for me to understand all of that! It wasn't a long time ago when we beat Chrysalis...not to mention she was defeated with the landslide just like us! The defeated don't fly back to a beautiful friend's house, they stay down and below the radar! Geez, Big Mac, it doesn't take a genius scientist to find out that there's holes in your story, mister!"
"I only wish I was full of holes..." Big Mac looked sad. "But the whole truth is that Chrysalis isn't dead...she has a luxurious walking stick to stand on and use at her whim...For some reason, she wanted to keep you and the other injured ponies alive, so she had you preserved in containers of milk, made from cows that had been mutated to mass-produce highly nutrient dairy products. Who knows what she did to the other animals, and worst of all, I didn't see Applejack..."
"Poor Applejack..." sympathized Pinkie not knowing the whole truth. "She was the only pony who didn't get to be a chrysalis..."
"At least you foals never had to hear the cray-cray zzzzzyyyyy things that Chrysalis said in the laboratory..." Big Mac felt sleep-deprived just thinking about the insanity. "All the time in that cage I would have to listen to her talk forever about her plans to create a zombie apocalypse that would revive the farmer's market! She talked about infusing me with fruit to create fruits and vegetables with meat in them, nullifying the cure for zombie status in a creature. She grinded Ponyville's oldest Apple and youngest Apple into applesauce to make a combination of meat and fruit...and forced me...to eat it...*sniff* *sniff* *sob* Who could do that to the foundation of my family?!"
Pinkie Pie was aghast, as she realized that she was just like Big Mac...they were very similar in their identical personalities.
"...I did that to the foundation of my friends..." Pinkie Pie's eyes teared up. "...All those happy memories of Dash and I eating sandwiches on picnics...SOILED!"
"All the happy memories of eating apples while harvesting apples with my co-workers for picnics...DEAD WHILE BEING SOILED IN THE DIRT!" Big Mac cried.
The two then hugged each other and cried while crying about the despondence of their happy memories. The two eventually stopped crying though when they realized something.
"But it doesn't have to be all sad, right?" Pinkie suggested. "I mean...my grandmother used to tell me that the greatest wish of our loved ones who have died is for us to be happy."
"That's true..." Big Mac replied as his tears began to recede. "Even if their deaths are horrible, or they've been eaten alive by their own loved ones, they will forgive us in their love and fertilize our soil with a happy new generation."
"You know...my grandmother was a gypsy," said Pinkie with a smile. "She never cared much for lying, so...I think the reason she told me those stories is for profit. The profit of making our future happy for her descendants."
The two found themselves becoming rather glad now, and hugged each other with a touching feeling of hope from the words of wisdom. Pinkie and Big Macintosh's feelings of guilt had been replaced with feelings of closure!
"I guess we both have similar ideals too..." the ideals gave Big Mac an idea. "Why don't we form some sort of an alliance?"
"I'd love that!" Pinkie replied happily. "You help me, and consequently, we both get helped! ...But Mac, it's not that I don't trust a beefcake like you, but you didn't explain the thing I wanted to know the most...why do you look like a plant?"
"By producing lots of fruit, fruit, fruit!" Big Mac described the explanation like a premium sowing kit that couldn't cut through emerald flavored gum. "The applesauce Chrysalis forced me to eat mutated me with mutagens that gave my skin the ability to bear fruit and my hair the ability to grow vegetables! After that, she decided she didn't need me at the moment, so she stored me away in this secret room in the attic, where I've lived off the delicious fruit and vegetables I've been bearing ever since!"
"I wish I could bear fruits and vegetables in times of survival," Pinkie would tolerate many things and resort to drastic measures in times of hardship, even becoming a devout herbivore. "So you said you were here for a long time, right? It couldn't have been that long, time isn't a tedious thing!"
"Hold on, I'll check my calendar," Big Mac looked at his back leg hooves, which were now tree stumps. "Boy, I need to put some jewelry on these stubby-wubbies...there's seven rings on them, so that must mean...si-seven years."
"Oh, six years," Pinkie replied, "that's not too ba-SEVEN YEARS?! I WAS ASLEEP FOR SEVEN YEARS?! This is terrible! Unthinkable! How many birthdays have I missed now? So many birthdays in a year! DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY PONIES ARE BORN IN JUST A YEAR?!"
Pinkie was in a sticky situation of cake grease, and couldn't truly live up to her name if there was a shortage of pie on somepony's birthday.
"That's it, no more exposition Big Mac!" Pinkie declared as she lifted Big Mac in the air with the strength of her determination. "Our position have already been decided, we're the leaders who must lead ourselves out of this house!"
"Wow, being put in a position like that is so meaningful and uplifting!" the fruitful Big Mac was lifted by Pinkie as easily as a stick in the mud was. "I love you!"
With those words, Pinkie felt a different kind of weight around her shoulders, one that filled the void in her heart.
"Our past loved ones' wishes really are meant to come true..." Pinkie had an epiphany as she slid Big Mac down to her saddle area. "It's like a giraffe is off my back...and there's now a reason to stretch to the skies!"
"And I promise that I'll never let you-DOWN!" Big Mac clutched onto Pinkie as she ran recklessly into a wall and bumped her head. She stumbled back in a dizzy daze, and fell on her back which was now ready to timber, as the force from the fall of her and the tree pony's back broke the wooden floor. They fell through the floor and landed on the tile floor of the secret room below the attic, where the zombie chicken was looking at the notebook he had used to mop up the remains of Pinkie's tears in the lobby.
"DO A DERPY DROP IN QUALITY!" the chicken was not pleased with his most recent work as he looked at the notebook, and almost changed his mind when he saw the consequences of his work on Pinkie Pie. "DON'T DO A DERPY DOOZY TO ME, DERPY DUO!"
"We may be a little on the ditzy side," Pinkie stood up for her and Mac as they got up and wiped the debris off themselves. "but we're not a duo, we're a tree-oh! Get ready to say uh-oh as you realize your mistake for being such a meanie!"
"ME AN E AS I IN DERPY?" the chicken wasn't ready to say uh-O just yet. "BUT HOW ME CHICKEN? I DON'T NO COW?!"
"Wait a minute...cow?" Big Mac thought. "And a...chicken? This seems familiar...oh dear."
"Geez, I didn't mean to leaf you in the dust with my pun earlier," Pinkie knew confusion in a pun was no joke, leaves aren't easy to catch. "But a lot of my problems are stemming from you right now! You hurt Rainbow Dash! You lured Rarity and I into this deadly house! You locked me in the attic with my new friend! Why are you doing all of this? Why?!"
The room fell dead silent as the chicken mustered his best portrait of an evil smile across his beak.
"The paintmaster..." he whispered. "CHRYSALIS. I AM ONE OF CHRYSALIS' SERVANTS, I PAINT TO BECOME A MASTER OF IT...I PAINT FOR THE PAINTMASTER WHO PAINTED THE WORLD IN HER OWN IMAGE...THE PAINTMASTER SHALL RESTORE THE WORLD IN HER OWN IMAGE, EVEN IF THERE HAS TO BE NEW LIFE..."
"WHAT?!" Pinkie Pie shouted. "That's banana nutso cookies if they've ever been cooked to ashes in someone's brain!"
"Now I remember!" Big Mac knew how something so nutso surreal could be standing before them. "You're that chicken! There were two other types of farm animals Chrysalis mutated in the lab other than the cows, the pig and the chicken! I didn't recognize you straight away because unlike those cows, you weren't anthromorphic while we were being locked in cages together..."
"THE CAGED BIRD EVENTUALLY BROKE FREE," the chicken remembered the fateful day where he was taken out of the cage to be experimented. "AND I GOT MY POWERS AT THE PRICE OF AN INNOCENT ANIMAL'S MIND. THAT'S WHY I LOVE PAINTING SO MUCH...IT'S AN ART OF MUCH INNOCENCE, AND I CAN EVEN POUR MY POWER INTO THAT TOO. LIKE SO!"
All of a sudden, the chicken turned himself into a hen and laid an egg. Inside the egg...was a yoke. The yoke of his inspiration, as he pulled a new notebook and pen out from under his new red comb. He then drew a painting of himself...in the egg. It was then through the mind powers he received from Chrysalis that he became what he drew...
"It's a...GIANT EGG!" Pinkie screamed as the chicken laid himself and turned large to the point where he could touch the ceiling. "What horrible things are lurking inside that chicken egg?!"
"Ah, it's a good thing being an egg makes me immobile," the chicken egg felt safer. "Because now I can beat you two without breaking a SWEAT!"
And with that, the top of the chicken egg's shell began to secrete large quantities of liquid egg whites. He used his mind powers to lift them up through the hole Pinkie and Big Mac made, and painted them on the attic's ceiling.
"Hey!" Big Mac cried. "I spent seven years of my life looking at that ceiling! I've had enough experience to know that it doesn't need a coat of paint!"
"I'm not doing it for the CEILING, you foolishly fruity FOAL." the chicken snickered. "I'm doing it for the attic's SEALING. Si-seven years ago, two sisters came to this house, both of them mutated into giant butterfly winged-spiders. They were once the most powerful and sagacious horses in all of Equestria, and desired peace and harmony amongst each other, but when they became such animals, their animal instincts would not allow it. Worried that they would try to eat us, we captured them and locked them in a secret room above the attic with one of our weapon-filled refrigerators. We don't know what happened after that...but one of them is still alive. One of them ate her sister to live...I can sense it..."
As the attic's ceiling became too damp, a refrigerator fell from the weakened floor and vertically landed right in front of Pinkie and Big Mac's.
"Quick!" Pinkie whispered. "While he's busy sensing everything, now's our chance to hide in this fridge!"
But just as Pinkie Pie grabbed the door handle, the fridge door flew open and hit her in the face as a giant butterfly spider came out of the refrigerator armed with a shotgun!
"Oww..." Pinkie crawled to her feetsies as the spider put the shotgun down on the floors and crawled towards Big Macintosh. "Big Mac, look out!"
"Huh?" Big Mac was too late, the spider opened its legs and clutched itself around him. She admired the meaning of his fruitful body like she would a dictionary, and began to wrap him in a web.
"NO!" Pinkie yelled as she grabbed the shotgun. She rushed towards the spider to try to stop it, but the spider shot a wad of wacked out webbed toejam into Pinkie's eyes, impeding her.
"I guess this is why no one in a sticky situation stirs up trouble..." Big Mac had a feeling that the now-merry butterfly spider was going to marry him for the sake of a meaningful relationship.
Pinkie put her eye muscles to work and wrestled her way out of the sight-impeding web, but it was too late. All she saw was the butterfly spider flying into the attic through the hole the egg created with Big Mac engrossed in the web.
"No...not again..." Pinkie Pie was miserable over the idea of losing yet another friend. "I ate my old best friend...I can't let my new best friend GET eaten!"
Pinkie Pie ran to the egg and tried to climb him to reach the ceiling, but the egg whites he secreted caused Pinkie to slip and fall to the ground. She then grabbed the shotgun and fired it at the chicken egg, but the bullet only pierced his shell, causing a small amount of it to fall to the ground.
"ForGET about it!" the chicken egg taunted like a salon owner braiding a girl's hair at brunch. "Even if you could crunch this shell of mine, you'd be destroying your only way to reach your friend! You can't bypass me and you can't beat me, the only freedom from your cage of loserdom is death!"
"He's right...I can't win..." Pinkie Pie felt that she had been pinned, and this was the end of her tale. "This offspring of a cranky doodler has won, because my best friend is going to die either way...I can't fight knowing that, he taught me so many things..."
But after some thinking in her pink, Pinkie realized something.
"That's it...THAT'S THE THING!" Pinkie realized what she was playing at now. "The teachings...they're the thing I've been taught by my friends...the most important thing, the power of LOVE! Even if my loved ones aren't here, I still KNOW that they love me! And that knowledge is what can give me the power to defeat you!"
"...I don't GET it." the chicken egg replied. "I don't know what you're talking about...and it's a tragedy because Chrysalis never showed me love."
"And I'm sorry," Pinkie felt bad for him, "if only she had taught you that what's on the inside is more important than what's on the outside. Your core is strong, but you've become a weak shell of a creature, and it's my duty to break that evil shell!"
"You can DOODLE whatever you want to do with me in your imagination," the chicken egg still retained his confidence. "But the reality is that I will DO what I must DO...ensure that you will rot to the bone!"
The chicken secreted egg yolks from his top, which were red and turned to acidic blood upon dropping to the floor. They discolored the tile floor, and had already discolored Pinkie...who was momentarily stricken with fear.
"HOLY SALMONHELLA!" Pinkie dodged the falling hellfire yolks as she ran around the chicken eggshell, shooting it at every possible opportunity until she ran out of ammo. "But it looks you're going to be the pink fish out of water this time!"
"Ha ha, what does that mean, that I'm the rainbow trout of the school?" the chicken egg took the figurative language too seriously. "Because you just look like a stupid fisherman who just passed a school because he didn't have a net! You don't have anything to fight me with now, the game's automatically over!"
"Well, at least you have the attitude of a pink fish," Pinkie commended, "you can laugh even in the face of death...MY FACE! I wasn't running for fun for once, I was using strategy by running out of ammo, so I could get the true power to defeat you...YOUR SHELL!"
"What...you don't mean..." the chicken egg looked down on the floor and saw bits of debris from the shotgun bullet holes in his shell.
"Thanks to you, I have the weapon that every true shotgun should contain," Pinkie smirked as she loaded the shotgun with what she collected from the floor while she was running around. "SHOTGUN SHELLS, BABY SAGE! Your shell is the hardest substance I've seen since a frozen egg, and the only way to break an egg is to smash it against something hard! Therefore, your weakness has to be yourself! It all makes sense now!"
"No it doesn't, because it appears you've forgotten something!" the chicken reminded Pinkie as she was about to fire all the shells at the egg. "Behind this shell, I'm also acidic yolk! If you destroy my shell, I will die, but this room will be flooded to your level with acid and you will die too!"
"I didn't forget..." Pinkie smiled. "My friends have been hurt because of me, and it's time I got hurt because of me...farewell."
Pinkie fired all of the shells in the shotgun at the chicken, and his shell exploded, allowing the acid to flood half the room.
"SO...BRAVE..." the chicken said with his last breath as he saw Pinkie standing fearless and still. "I ALWAYS KNEW THE EGGSCELLENT ONES ARE THE ONES THAT GO OUTSTANDING..."
The room inevitably became filled with the chicken's yoke as a life was burned to death in the acidic yolk.
"I died..." said Pinkie Pie as she saw Big Macintosh's face. "Big Mac is here with me because I'm in Eternal Rest now...what fun!"
"Eternal Rest?" Big Mac replied. "I know the shock of death is traumatizing, but you don't need to sleep forever to get over it!"
"Wait a minute, I'm alive!" Pinkie realized as she recognized that she was back in the attic. "And that must mean that you're alive...BUTTERFLY SPIDER?!"
Pinkie Pie gasped as she realized that Big Mac now had the body of a butterfly spider, with only his head unchanged.
"I'm still all here, so don't worry," Big Mac pointed out that his head was still like egg nog that had not been flavored and would stop people from knocking on their neighbor's doors on Christmas. "That butterfly spider didn't mean me any harm after all, she just wrapped me in a web so that I would be induced with her magic and become just like her!"
"What happened to her after that though?" Pinkie asked.
"She...wanted me to eat her, an offer I politely refused," Big Mac had a code as a fruitful creature not to just get on the ship of whoever paid the fairyman. "But then, she began to cry and wanted to die. I tried teaching her what we learned earlier, but it was to no use, and she eventually jumped through the hole the chicken egg made, just as the acid began to rise. However, thanks to that, I noticed you about to drown in the acid and I swooped in to save you."
"I guess actions really are more powerful than words," spoke Pinkie Pie. "Like how you saved my life, and how we made ourselves feel better by talking to each other..."
The two shared smiles, knowing that they had now become true friends.
"You know, I'm not afraid of not getting out of this place," said Big Mac cheerfully, "because I can now have some good memories of it."
"I wish I could find out how Rarity is doing though," Pinkie replied. "Hey, maybe if we kneel down and wait here long enough, something will come and whisk us away from here! That would be something to remember for the centurion!"
But some things were too good to be true, because just then, a tornado of milk came swirling through the wall and carried Pinkie Pie and Big Macintosh through a wall!
"WWWOOOOOAAAAAHHHHH!" they yelled as the tornado lashed them like whipped cream. They got whisked outside of the house and landed on the ground grunting in pain, as a familiar figure familiar to Chrysalis approached them...
"Good night Pinkie Pie..." the figure grabbed a knife out of her insect fur and stabbed Pinkie in the heart.
That's what became of Pinkie...but what became of Rarity?
In the sky height drift below in the basement...
Rarity was still drifting, floating on the drift of milk from the tornado in the basement for hours now. She was still a vampire, yet she felt like a sponge in her sleep despite so. A sponge that was beginning to sink once it hit the edge, the edge in Rarity's case being a large, mysterious metal door.
"Uh...oh..." Rarity groaned as she began to wake up and looked around the unfamiliar area. "How did this happen? How did I get here?"
Rarity sploshed her hooves around in the milk she had absorbed so much of, and the feeling of it touching her made her remember.
"Applejack's!" Rarity remembered all of the serial killer's tricks and how she had disguised herself as a double agent working together with her. "I need to stop that rotten apple from sprinkling her seed on the world, or...vwhatever her ulterior motive is!"
Rarity was a revamped spirit, and felt an unusual strength coursing through her body. She felt her teeth with her hooves, and felt like they were strong enough to pierce bone. She had a look at her body, which was larger and soaking wet with milk, and came to a conclusion.
"The stronghold of my body...I've become calcified!" Rarity reasoned flexibly as she moved her large bones. "I've got too much milk!"
With that being said, Rarity realized that there was a lot of metal blocking her path, and that turning back at this point would be an unfeasible task for the lazy.
"If I had a battering ram, we could eat this door alive..." Rarity thought with her fangs. "Vhut that's too inhumane...instead I'll smash it to bitter ruins!"
Rarity put her pancake-like hooves together and ran against the metal door, smashing it with her super-horse strength to the point where it was a square of it's former self.
"Vhwa ha ha vhwah!" Rarity laughed at her powers as she walked through the now open passage, which led to a laboratory filled with chemicals, mutagens, biohazards, and large glass safety containers to store them in. "I vhwonder vwhat else vhwill do vhwawful against my power!"
"Heh, that's a new one..." a dark, familiar voice that sounded like Chrysalis laughed with her from behind the safety of one of the containers, "I all fazed thought that the police vermin were supposed to be lawful, evhwen when it's difficult, but it's just my vhwiew."
"Vhwat, that doesn't make sense!" Rarity didn't get her joke. "And vhow did you know about the police code? Vhwo are you?"
"It's me..." Chrysalis stepped out from under the container...dead silence as Rarity was enticed in the magical beauty of her friend...
…...
"TWILIGHT!" Rarity broke the silence.
"That's right!" Chrysalis/Twilight had turned back into Twilight and pointed a gun at Rarity. "Are you surprised? I'd be shocked too if I looked at the face of a friend who I'm now seeing si-seven years ago!"
"Not really, I...vhwait...did you say ago?" Rarity had a bad feeling at making a go at asking this question.
"Yes Rarity, ago..." Twilight smirked. "Long ago, it was Applejack who was the double agent of the group...but she was also a double agent working for me! I was heartbroken many years ago when my brother Shining Armor died...it was then that I realized that I was Chrysalis, and that the key to unlocking her power and form was by taking a stab to the heart! When I took that stab, I felt so powerful! And I didn't keep the knife for myself, Applejack took it too! When Chrysalis planned to destroy the farmer's market as part of her plans in her rulership, she was devastated...so I told her that I would help her if she worked for me! I devoted an entire part of my plan to reviving the farmer's market by creating fruits and vegetables with meat in them to revive the townspeople's zombie nature, and mutating the animals and reviving their demon forms! Cows producing mass quantities of milk and cheese in only minutes, chickens painting, pigs flying and talking...I didn't even care if it wasn't what I wanted to do for the plan...IT WAS SO MUCH FUN!"
"So you dragged Applejack into this and made me believe that she was responsible for all this!" Rarity shouted. "I don't believe it, vhwat was this all for?"
"Time..." Twilight smiled. "I did it all for the sake of time...for it's what I needed to put my plan to take over the world in action! You still haven't realized what kind of time we're living in right now Rarity...it's the time of SIS-EVEN years ago! When I discovered Chrysalis, I gained enough magic power to turn time back to when Chrysalis was defeated after the brothers and sisters she created on earth turned against her! I built this laboratory on Applejack's farm, and I took it and the landslide remains back with me to the middle of nowhere in time, all so I could have time to prepare to become the next Chrysalis! I WILL NOW BECOME MY OWN ANCESTOR AND ALL OF EQUESTRIA SHALL BE MY DESCENDANTS!"
"THAT PLAN IS CRAZY!" Rarity was aghast. "I DID NOT UNDERSTAND ANY OF THAT!"
"Of course you didn't," Twilight laughed like insanity. "It prevents others from finding out about my plans from stopping me! But I gave you a chance to understand all of it Rarity, I let you and Pinkie Pie live at Fluttershy's request...she worked for me in hopes that you would discover Chrysalis' power...Fluttershy was trying to guide you to unlocking your power in a friendly way, but you didn't listen to her! You killed her, and it was then that all my minions and I sought your death! But just to show you what a nice mare I am, I'll give you one last chance to conform...I shall force you to join me!"
"NEVER!" Rarity picked up one of the containers filled with dangerous biohazards. "I WILL NEVER BE FORCED TO DO YOUR BIDDING!"
Rarity threw the glass container at Twilight, but it was magically sealed and so safe that it merely bounced off her and landed on the floor perfectly intact.
"You can't smash me Rarity, especially not with such an effortless hulk..." Twilight gawked. "I am the baron of this place, I am the doctor of all knowledge, and I am your ancestor! If I can't force you to join me, I'll just force you to be dead! That mindless strength from the mutated milk is what gave you power, but my mindful knowledge of that mutated milk can create something even more powerful!"
With that, Twilight made one of the cows appear with a teleportation spell. She undid the magic seal on one of the mutagen containers, which was full of a large sample of some the mutated cows' milk, and poured it all over the mutant bewitched warlock cow. He got even more mutated, to the point where he had mutated milk dripping out of his skin, and was twice as large as Rarity!
"Prepare to get some sleep!" Twilight had already prepared the warm milk for Rarity. "Pinkie Pie will be your favorite bedmate in Eternal Rest! GET HER DESCENDANT!"
The overly mutated cow looked down on Twilight, as the excessive mutations had made him even more magical and powerful than her, and his intelligence had been decreased to a point where he couldn't even follow Twilight's simple orders.
"What...WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Twilight backed away as the cow warlock walked towards her. "DON'T YOU GO AT ME THAT WAY! NO!"
Twilight tried to run, but the cow grabbed her and hugged her that way until she exploded in a mess of the goo of all life.
"How...could you...kill me...?" Twilight spoke from her Chrysalis goo as she died. "I am...Chrysalis...your ancestor...ancestors are not...supposed to be...dead."
"You can't kill me!" Rarity shouted as she boasted her muscles. "I WILL DIE!"
Rarity ran and hid in the corner, covering the back of her head with the arms that she boasted to try to intimidate the mutated cow monster, but he was not afraid and walked over to Rarity. He got his hug, and there was an explosion of milk over all of the entire laboratory...
"I died..." Rarity said as she saw the Milky Way. "I died in such an odd way...I failed to stop Chrysalis..."
"No Rarity..." a sprite of milk appeared in Rarity's way of vision. "You have won."
"Huh?" Rarity responded as the sprite took the form of Fluttershy. "FLUTTERSHY?!"
"It was me Rarity," said the milk sprite/Fluttershy, "it was me who protected you from death. I wasn't going to give up on you just for stabbing me in the back. When I was eaten by the cows, I became mutated milk, but my strong desire to live turned me into a spirit of milk. The cows used me as a tornado to harm you, but I was able to help you by giving you the strength of that tornado."
"So I actually absorbed...you?" Rarity felt the dependence of a schoolchild having absorbed a milk sprite. "Vwhy would you lend me your power?"
"It wasn't my power Rarity..." Fluttershy replied. "It was the power of love...when that cow monster tried to hug you, I came out of your body and took the hit for you. He absorbed too much milk and exploded, so I teleported you outside so you wouldn't suffer the same fate. But it's not over yet Rarity, you must now decide the fate of an entire generation..."
"That's right..." Rarity remembered. "The bad guy was stopped, but the world still has to be saved!"
"And there's only one way to save it..." Fluttershy took Rarity's sight a way from the Milky Way down to what was in front of her...two ponies who were Chrysalis. "We're sis-even years in the past...Twilight messed up the timeline by turning the townspeople into zombies and making a form of Chrysalis the ruler of Equestria...now a form of Chrysalis is the only one who can rule Equestria. Rarity, you must choose the right chrysalis for our generation to be nurtured in, Applejack or Pinkie Pie."
"WHAT?!" Rarity gasped. "Which one of them is the most like Chrysalis?!"
"I'M NOT CHRYSALIS!" the two forms of Chrysalis claimed. "I ONLY WANT PEACE! IT'S ME RARITY, PINKIE PIE!"
"What's going on?" Rarity was confused. "How did Pinkie become Chrysalis?!"
"Both Applejack and Pinkie Pie have been stabbed in the heart Rarity," Fluttershy explained, "but both for different reasons. Applejack pretended to be a zombie, got stabbed in the heart by you and made you act strange for selfish reasons, Pinkie got stabbed because she looked for you in a pursuit of peace...it's all a choice between corruption and justice, only you can't discern between the two..."
"Then what do I do?" Rarity wanted to know.
"You have to make the choice yourself..." Fluttershy made the philanthropic decision as she began to melt into milk and was absorbed into the ground. "I've done all I can do to help you...I'll make my leave, but just remember one thing...you can always ask for help if you need help..."
"Help?" Rarity replied. "What kind of help?"
"I have a kind of help that can help!" the butterfly spider Big Mac swooped in from on top of the roof. "I know who Pinkie is!"
"I don't know who Big Macintosh is though..." Rarity thought he looked strange. "But if you know who Pinkie is, I'll take it. Please help me! Who is the true ruler of Equestria?!"
And the answer to Rarity's question was just one word...
Chrysalis.
Thanks to Big Mac listening to the truth and trusting his friend Pinkie, he realized that both of the forms of Chrysalis were Pinkie Pie. Both of them moved on to become the rulers of Equestria, and through a combination of corruption and justice in leadership, the descendants of the new generation were restored to their former state in the future. All of the new generation was corrupted by a sense of justice that would carry on the will of lost loved ones and restore peace. The heart of Chrysalis was pure once more, and the leaders even filled the void by gaining the forms of the ones who would've led Equestria in their stead, Celestia and Luna. The same tragedies would become a repetition, but the flow of time would be infused with a good spirit for all eternity, making such tragedies seem like a dream...
It seemed like a dream...
"That is what Equestria is founded on..." Chrysalis was having a dream about the foundation of the past, present, and future of Equestria in her haven before a beautiful event somewhere in Equestria that could never be ruined. "Love to be given...and love to be taken..."
The story is over now that you have proven yourself supreme
There is only one ruler, there is only one, one true dream
It is what it all seems to be, oh the things you can seem!
Know now what it means, oh make it your theme!
The Ending of the Story of How Chrysalis' Equestria Was Created.
There is only one ending...so long and keep transcending!