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Weak from my work, I sat down on my drum stool. Lucky for me, my work was over. We had finished ass-loads of weapons in a mere 2 months. Both me and Connor were completely wiped out from our excessive amounts of work, so I decided to force myself to push off the stool and limp slowly to the pony-sized bed where I decided to lay down and sleep. When I woke up, it was already the next morning. I pushed myself out of the small bed, feeling a LOT better now that I had slept from about noon to 8 O'clock the next day. It took a little while to get out of the house and on my way to Twilight's, but I did need to know what had happened recently. I did this every fortnight to make sure neither me nor Connor missed out on something very important. I knocked on the door, and the usual Twilight shouted "It's a public library! You don't need to knock!"

I shrugged and busted through the door. "So what's happened in the past weeks?"

"Well, nothing really. I haven't heard anything from the Princess lately" she said calmly.

"Well, that works for me" I shrugged. Those three small ponies came back to mind and instantly struck my curiosity. I hadn't the slightest clue where the hell they were though. I decided it would be the quickest solution if I were to just ask Twilight. "Hey, Twilight? Do you know where those three little fillies that are always together are?"

She looked slightly puzzled at first, which I don't blame her for considering I was so vague. Suddenly, a lightbulb seemed to go off. "Oh! You mean Applebloom and her friends! They're normally up at Sweet Apple Acres. That's where Applebloom's sister Applejack lives."

I remembered where Sweet Apple Acres was from when I was going around arming everypony in town. I walked up to where the front of the barn was and my nostrils were instantly filled with that fragrance of apples. I saw a big red pony pulling a cart alongside a much smaller orange pony. I approached the two and gave my introduction. "Well, howdy there!" the orange one spouted enthusiastically. "Ma name's Applejack! This here's ma big brother Big Mac. What brings you ta these parts, Mr. Jack?"

"I haven't got much to do today, so I was just trying to find something interesting to do" I answered.

Applejack burst out with hysterical laughter and her brother simply started giving off very low-pitched giggles. She got up and through her laughter said "well, ya sure didn't pick the most interesting place to be for a city colt!"

"Oh, well it's not the whole "apple orchard" part of it" I explained, "it's just that I remembered that your little sister and her friends seemed to be the kind to get into a lot of trouble and I haven't been out of my house except to get updates on anything important for over 2 months, so what they've gotten themselves into has peeked my curiosity."

"Okeydokey then Mr. Jack! They're almost always back there in that lil' ol' wooden clubhouse."

"Thank you, Applejack. Nice meetin' you both!" I said walking off. I knocked on the tiny front door and one of them bounced over and opened it. "Hi there, young ones!" I greeted them.

"Hey, Mr. Jack!" Applebloom said cheerfully. At those words my head started pounding and my inner process of rational thought turned off as music started playing in my head. I fell to my knees and bent forwards on all fours. I swung my head up fast and hit my head on the frame of the tiny door. My body regained control and everything went back to normal with the exception of my head throbbing really hard. "What was that?" Applebloom asked curiously.

"It's hard to explain" I said. "Whenever somepony says "Mr. Jack" after saying hey, I kind of lose control. It's something that just happens. It gets worse if you say a few other things after that."

"Okay" the three said together while trying to put a blanket over something behind them.

"What are you hiding from me?" I asked.

"Nothing" Sweetie Belle yelled quickly.

I brushed the three of them out of the way because I noticed that the things under the blanket looked strangely shaped. I swung off the blanket and saw under it… "WHAT THE FU-" I stopped myself mid-sentence. Under it was a bunch of weapons. There was a Thompson, a Trench Gun, a BAR and 3 Colt M1911s. All of which had plenty of ammo neatly packed in magazines placed around them. "Why in the Sam hell do you girls have these guns?!"

The three of them started awkwardly laughing. "We wanted to see if we could be-" Scootaloo was in the middle of a sentence, but I interrupted her.

"Dead? Because that's what you'd be if you messed up on one tiny thing while using any one of these!"

"We're sorry" Applebloom said giving me a puppy-dog face.

"I'm not so much of mad as I am surprised that you three managed to get your han- er… I mean hooves on these!" I said.

"So you're not mad?" Scootaloo asked looking up at me with sparkling little eyes.

"No" I laughed. "I did this same thing when I was around your age. You just need to know that this is not a good thing unless you are 100% properly trained to use guns. If you aren't, you will be in a lot more danger than you'd think. People and ponies in the military are trained how to use guns and accidents still happen all the time!"

"Yay!" Sweetie Belle squealed in rejoice. "We thought you would kill us!"

"Oh, don't worry" I assured them. "I did my share of stupid shit when I was your age. Just make sure you don't do anything that'll kill you."

"I think that's kind of self-explanatory" Scootaloo added sarcastically.

"Alright, Ms. Sarcastic, I think it's best I take these back with me." The three made a cute little "aaaaawwwwwwww" in unison. I sighed and said "okay, okay, I'll tell ya what. I'll teach you how to use the guns as long as you 3 keep your miniature-sized traps shut to your sisters, parents and whoever else about this, alright?"

"It's a deal!" Applebloom spouted, hopping as she said it.

"Okay then, I'll start off by showing you the most important part of the gun: the safety. You don't keep this on and you can have a random bullet go off and hit Applejack or some other innocent pony. It may be an accident, but the law won't care." I continued on my lecture on how the guns worked while the Cutie Mark Crusaders watched and listened intently. After what was about an hour or so, I took the girls out and set up some old rotting apples Applebloom found as targets.

At the first shot, Big Mac and Applejack came running faster than I thought they could run. "What the hay is going on here!" Applejack yelled.

"Don't flip your shit woman" I returned, annoyed. "They'd need to learn how to shoot sooner or later. You never know when they might need to defend themselves."

"Eeyup" Big Mac agreed.

"Alright, but if they get even a scratch on-"

"Applejack, I know what I'm doing. The first thing I taught them about was the safety. If I didn't know what I was doing then why in the Sam hell would I be teaching them?" She backed off hesitantly and angrily, whereas Big Mac just sauntered away casually.

I watched the three fillies as they got more and more accurate. "You keep it up and you're gonna go far, kid!" I said. The three of them put their safeties on and turned to me.

"You really think so?" Applebloom squealed excitedly.

"Of course!" I replied. "I might actually use you girls for any kind of recon or information gathering we might need to do later." They all let out a loud happy "YAY!" and went back to shooting at the rotten apples.

After a long day of target practice instruction, lectures on how to properly use guns, and Applejack repeatedly coming back because of her extreme concern, I went home to Connor and Discord sitting and talking about who they had pranked and what happened.

"What's up, John?" he greeted me.

"Not much" I replied. "I just spent the day instructing Applebloom and her friends on how to use guns. I think it went pretty well, to be honest."

"Fantastic" he said before turning back to Discord and continuing to laugh their heads off and then back onto their bodies. I dragged myself back to my room where I laid down and… just laid there. For about 20 or 30 minutes, I just laid there. I couldn't tell what was going to happen next. This war was unusually unpredictable, as if it was some kind of a written story or something. It was only the question of what would happen next…

There was a knock at the door, and since Discord and Connor were still dying of laughter, I got up to answer it myself. I opened the door and it was… Princess Celestia and Luna… "Canterlot has been taken over."

Chapter name based off of the song "You're Gonna Go Far, Kid" by The Offspring