The Revolution: Chapter 3

Recognition.

It was a tough day at the Fart today, Applejack had a long day of exhausting work Applebucking, and she only had a few trees left.

"Want me to get those last few?" Big Macintosh asked here, exhaustion displaying clear in his voice.

"Nah, ah reckon I can git 'em." Applejack responded, also tired from the day's work, yet not as much as Big Mac. "You got a lot more trees the me, ya' got to be more tired then me."

Big Mac just laughed, "Sure am." (You thought he was going to say something else, didn't you?)

As Big Mac walked away, Applejack turned to see the last few trees. "Looks like only 3 left" She muttered quietly to herself. She trotted up to the first tree and spun around, kicking it like she had been doing the entire day. The motion was getting old & repetitive.

Like most of the other trees, all of the apples fell right away, landing in the buckets Applejack had set up beside the tree. The second tree went much the same way: set up buckets, spin, kick, apples fall into buckets.

The third tree, however, was different. Instead of all the apples falling, only a few did. Most of the apples just shook back & forth, refusing to fall.

"..."

"Oh, this is gonna be 'ah tough one!"

~ D~

The elevator slowly ground to a halt, shuddering as the readout near the top of the doors read 'SURFACE'.

"Looks like were here..." muttered Frankie.

"Indeed we are!" announced Richard.

"You guys ready to see what's out there?" Jason asked, cocking his M4A1.

"No..." said Frankie.

"You'll be fine!" Richard encouraged here. "Just remember what we told you in the armory."

"Alright, but if something kills me out there, I'll hate you all."

Jason just laughed and walked to the door, standing on the side of it with the buttons, staying against the all. "Alright guys, when I hit the button here to open the doors, on the count of three, you watch outside the doors for anything. If it moves, it dies. Got it?"

Frankie & Richard just nodded approval"

"Good, now... Three... Two... ONE!"

Both Frankie and Richard dropped to their knees, drawing & shouldering their M4A1 and MP5's respectively. Jason bounced off of the wall and pointed his M4A1 at the other side of the door.

"GOTCHA 'YA DIRTY WALL OF... dirt...

…Well, that was a tad anti-climactic..." Jason said, confusion in his voice.

Sure enough, all there was on the opposite side of the wall was small cavern of dirt. Walking in a bit, the cavern was big enough for everyone to stand in. Up above a few "THUMP"'s were heard.

"It sounds as if we're close to the surface." said Frankie.

"But how do we get out?" responded Richard.

"With this" Jason said, pulling out a small blob of Composition 4.

"Where did you get that?" Richard asked suspiciously.

"There was some in the armory, so I decided to 'borrow' some..."

"It's explosives, how exactly do you plan on returning it?"

"An IOU?"

Richard just glared at him.

"So? Nobody was there!"

"Fine fine, just get us out." Richard said, giving up.

"Hehe, now that I can do." Jason chuckled.

Jason walked out of the elevator, looking down a bit before looking upwards and deciding where to plant the C4. He jumped up, and stuck it on the ceiling of the cavern, tapping the button on the wireless receiver on the C4.

"Everyone stay in the elevator, I'm going to close the door and blow the charge."

Frankie ran back into the elevator, followed by Richard, who did NOT trust Jason with high-explosives. Jason, slowly walked inside, hitting the "close doors" button as he walked past. When the doors were fully shut, he turned and asked the others "You ready for the surface?"

Frankie and Richard just nodded.

Jason pulled out the detonation device and flipped off the safety switch, raising his hand and putting up three fingers. He dropped one, than another, the finally, the last one dropped. Frankie squeezed her eyes shut as Jason clenched his hand, the clacker making contact with the detonation device and sending a wireless signal to the C4.

"Boom."

~ D~

"Oh, this is going to be a tough one." Applejack said, glaring at the tree. With a huff, she crouched down, preparing to strike it with all her might.

She focused, and breathed out. When she finished exhaling, she spun with lightning-speed and slammed her hind hooves into the trunk of the tree. It emitted a loud CRACK as she struck it. The ground shook as the tree began to fall, however, instead of stopping when if hit the ground, it kept going, falling through the ground below that was weakened by the explosion.

Applejack turned around, surprised to see that instead of the tree lying on the ground, that there no longer WAS a ground. Where the tree used to be was a giant hole, with about a 15 foot diameter. Applejack tenderly walked to the edge, fearing that something may pop out, or the dirt near the edge may fall down and take here with it into the hole.

~ D~

Jason and Richard had to pry the elevator door open, as the dirt that had fallen from the explosives had caused excess friction on the door, making it so the motors could no longer get a grip on the door and open it. However, after getting it about halfway open, the motors managed to get a grip on the door and pull it open. As the doors opened, dirt came out of the gap and began to fill the space in the elevator, getting as high as every ones' kneecaps.

Frankie, Richard, and Jason climbed up the hill of dirt that had fallen from the sky. As they climbed up the hill, they could see a wide gap, and through that gap, sunlight. The funny thing was, there was still dirt everywhere, and they couldn't see to well. The hole they were in now was still too deep to climb out of.

Then – without warning – they heard a voice.

"Hello, anypony down there?"

Jason, Frankie, and Richard whooped.

"You bet your ass were down here, now help get us out!" Jason yelled to the voice.

"Ah'll get mah rope!" The voice called back to Jason, "Just stay there!"

"Like we can actually go anywhere..." Jason muttered.

"Did that person say 'anypony'?" Frankie asked to nobody in particular.

"I'm pretty sure she did, it sounds like a lady." Richard replied to her. "It may just be modern lingo, we don't know how long we were down there."

Richard hoped she would buy it, as in reality, he knew exactly how long they were down in those tubes. He saw it on the display when he let everyone else out. Not to mention he was one of the people who put them in there. What he saw on the display horrified him, but he didn't dare tell anyone yet, fearing their reactions. What it said when he read it, was:

'Current Cryogenic stasis setting as: 200 Years. Current years in Stasis spent: 2176. Years remaining: -1976.

ERROR: Wake-up Protocol Failed, Manual Wake-up Activation Required.'

The last part was lasing in red. Richard had NO idea what was up there, but he assumed it was fine, as there was apparent human life on the surface, if this truly was the surface. Thankfully, she bought the lie.

"Okay then, perhaps you're right. The COULD have changed some words around."

Richard patted Frankie on the back.

"Don't worry, we'll adapt." He said, reassuring her.

Frankie smiled.

"Thanks."

"I don't mean to interrupt your love-fest, well actually I do, but shouldn't we be more focused on getting the fuck out of here?"

"Well that person said that she was getting a rope to pull us out." Richard said, turning to Jason, his face a little red.

Everybody jumped when the voice returned.

"Ah got my rope! Just climb on up, ah can hold it!"

As if on we, the rope dropped down the edge, unfurling as if fell. The rope finally settled, the frayed end just barely scarping the dirt as it swung back and forth slightly.

"I'll go first" Jason announced.

Frankie and Richard just nodded. Jason seemed like a natural leader.

Jason walked further up the dirt slope, stopping and grabbing the rope once he reached it. With a firm grip, he tugged the rope. It moved slightly back, but it took a massive amount of effort. It slowly moved back up when he stopped pulling. Satisfied that the rope was secure, he began climbing it. Hand over hand, he went up, slowly but surely. After a 20 foot climb up, he hauled himself over the edge, huffing slightly. Without a second thought, he turned and looked down the hole.

When he looked down, he saw that Frankie had already gotten halfway up the rope. When she got close to the top, Jason bent down and helped he the rest of the way up,He grabbed her hand and & yanked up, taking the weight off the rope and making it easier for her to get the rest of the way up. Richard was the next up, and the process repeated itself, except both Frankie & Jason people helped him up.

When they were all up top and on she surface, they looked around, they were standing in the middle of an apple orchard with trees that seemed rather low to the ground, nothing TOO strange. However, upon turning around, they were greeted with the sight of an orange pony...

….. with apples on it's ass...

That's not the strangest thing ever, the strangest part what when it spoke...

"Who the hay are you?"

Notes:

Well this was a fun one to write. Anyway, sorry for taking so long. I've adapted a new method of writing: Writing it on paper, then typing it out with improvements as I copy it over. Anyway, peace!

-World3nder