As Tex, Applejack and Spike turned the corner, they saw O'Malley scrambling to toss a cover over a large, oddly familiar object. As they approached to take a look at it, O'Malley ran in front of them, then sat on the ground and spread his forelegs to his side, trying to block them.
"O'Malley, ya know we're gunna end up seein' it, so ya might as well show us what it is," Applejack sighed. By the tone of her voice, Tex knew that Applejack was accustomed to O'Malley's antics now, and takes them about as seriously as she does.
"No, it's a secret!" O'Malley snapped.
"A secret weapon?" Tex asked with a raised brow.
"Yes! I mean, no! No, it isn't a secret weapon!" he said quickly, eyes going wide. "At the very least, it is a fast travel system."
"Aright, now I know it's a weapon," Tex said, sharing a glance with Applejack. "You go to his right flank, I'll take his left."
"Er, got it," Applejack said with a nod. She then darted to O'Malley's side, turned so her flank was facing him and kicked him on the right side of his rump, causing him to hit the wall of the barn. "Got his right flank."
"Not what I meant, but that works too," the ex-Freelancer said with a smirk.
"Haven't you ever heard of personal space?" O'Malley grumbled sourly as he pulled himself off the ground, angry at the fact that he wouldn't be able to stop them. "If you told me to stay away from your stuff, what do you think I would do?"
"You'd go out of your way to find it and destroy it out of spite and boredom, which is probably what we're going to end up doing," she said, pulling the brown cover off O'Malley's not so well hidden secret. When the object was clear, Tex simply raised a curious brow. "Not what I was expecting."
"Is that one of Pinkie's cannons?" Applejack asked, unsure. Though it looked much like the cannons she had seen Pinkie using multiple times before, this one was different. It appeared to have been painted blood-red, and there were hundreds of spikes surrounding it, giving it a menacing look. "What didja do to it?"
"I modified it," O'Malley said simply.
"Uh-huh. And why would ya go about doin' that? And does Pinkie know that you're usin' it?"
"Of course she isn't aware," he grunted, rolling his eyes. "I tell you, when I rule this world, you will be killed, shot, burned, maimed, then shot again for asking those kind of questions."
"What's in th' barrels?" she asked, beginning to approach the wooden barrels behind the red, spike-covered cannon. "Are ya usin' our cider t' power it or somethin'?"
"Don't be ridiculous. I poured your silly cider out and filled the barrel with gunpowder," he said, then chuckled when Applejack shot him a glare.
"Where the hell did you get gunpowder?" Tex asked, stepping towards him.
"What do you mean where did I get it? I made it," O'Malley scoffed. "Granted, I have not perfected the recipe quite yet, but once I do, my goals will be within my masterful grasp, then nobody will be able to stop me! Muahahaha!"
"Or, ya know, we could stop ya right now by dismantlin' this contraption thingy," Applejack grunted, taking a step towards the cannon to find a way to take it down.
"Hang on, maybe we should let him keep it," Tex said, stopping Applejack by holding up her leg.
"What?" Applejack and O'Malley asked together, both equally as surprised, while Spike simply stared at her curiously.
"Don't worry about it," Tex whispered into Applejack's ear. "His plans are usually so stupid that they'll never work anyways. If we just let him go about this plan, you won't have to keep track of him since you'll know what he's doing. And if worse comes to worst, we'll dismantle it before he can do any real harm to anyone, because right now he's only really harming himself."
"Sounds smart," Applejack said quietly.
"What are you two talking about over there? It better not be anything... good," he said with a shudder.
"I said that when you take over the world, maybe you'll give us small mercies for not stopping your plans," Tex said seriously. "It's going to happen eventually, so we figure that there's no point in trying to stop you."
"Really?" he inquired, then shook his head violently and smiled darkly. "Er, that is, I mean, wise decision! Of course I will be a generous tyrant. And by that I mean I will give you a few one second breaks every year! A few one second breaks from your violent, bloody torture!"
"Sounds completely and utterly fair. But just because we're not going to try to stop you doesn't mean others won't, so you should probably get to work."
"Right-o! Now, where did I put my saw?" O'Malley asked himself in a hushed tone, looking around the grass for his tools.
"Don't know why Ah didn't think of doin' that before," Applejack grumbled, then smiled at Tex. "So what was it y'all wanted t' see me about?"
"Right. First things first, I should probably ask Spike if he's okay with it," Tex said.
"Me? Uh, I guess that depends on what it is," Spike murmured, watching as O'Malley gasped with happiness and took a saw off the ground, then went to the cannon. "And seeing the sort of thing you're okay with happening, I'm not sure if it's going to be all that great for my safety."
"It actually is all about your safety. Twilight decided that she wants me to start training you again. I need to know if you're up for it. Since I guessed you probably would be, I was going to-"
"Last time that didn't go over so well," he interrupted her, scratching the back of his neck innocently. "Don't you think Church will be upset?"
"That's why I haven't told him yet. He overreacts to a lot of things for no good reason."
"I think hitting him in the face with a fireball is a good reason for him to not want you to teach me," he admitted.
"Ah, yes. I remember hearing about that. What a delicious 'boom, headshot' moment," O'Malley chuckled, taking a quick pause from working on his machine. "If I were a dragon, you could expect to see everything lit with my green balls of fire! Nobody would be safe from my fiery temper!"
"Don't mind him," Tex said, making a shooing moment at O'Malley with one of her hooves. "I won't be teaching you to hurt anybody. It would be purely self-defense in case somebody attacks you first. Fire will be off limits for now."
"Boooooriiiiiiing. Call me out when you finally realize that violence solves everything," O'malley yawned, then crawled into the cannon to work on the inside.
"I guess I could give it a shot," Spike said.
"Great," she said with a smile. "And if it goes well with you, I was kind of thinking about starting up a training facility or something for the mares in town. You know, give me something to do, maybe make some money on the side. Maybe pay Twilight and the others back for keeping an eye on things. Especially Applejack. God knows looking after more than one of these idiots would be nothing but annoying."
"Tex, ya don't have t' do that. Ah volunteered t' do it."
"I know I don't have to," Tex said, trying her best to give Applejack her friendliest smile. "I want to."
"That's awfully kind of ya, but what does trainin' Spike have t' do with me?" Applejack asked curiously.
"I was wondering if you had some spare supplies around to make some life-sized dummies to display techniques on. I would ask Grif since he can take more pain than any other living thing that I've seen, but I'm trying to be a better person."
"Sounds like you're off t' a fine start," she chuckled, then nodded towards the farmhouse. "C'mon, let's see what we can rustle up for ya and leave O'Malley t' take over th' world."
In all seriousness, I am really liking where this is going. I loved how omalley made his own gunpowder. Not sure if introducing it to the ponies will end well, though
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Please, don't do the whole "first" thing. I said I would delete comments that said first.
2659597 I'm sorry, I've just never been the first person to read or comment on something before. It won't happen again.
Well if O'Malley can't perfect his modified Pinkie cannon, than he can just sell the recipe of making gunpowder to Equestria's surrounding country's. That way he can get rich fast and be the most hated pony at the same time.
Leaving the malevolent pony armed and teaching a peaceful village techniques that have served her well as a legendary force of destruction. A much better person, indeed.
"O'Malley, violence is not the answer."
"But it is an effective solution"
"Good point, carry on then."
If at first you don'r succeed then you probably weren't using enough explosives.
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Hmm....I was attending an online school...if that would change anything...but we get out every year on May 30th...but you have 2 months left?! High school does indeed suck...I feelz
funny that caboose is the least used character in this story
You know what would make a great twist? If O'Mally's plan actually worked for once.
2659763 PINKIE IT LIGHTISH RED D:<
I, for one, welcome our new AI overlord.
2660410 That won't be enough to earn you any points in the long run.
2659613 I watched that entire video...
2659747 "It may not be the answer, but it ALWAYS gets results!"
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Interesting fact that.
Really? No one has anything to say about O'Malley dumping all the cider? -_-
okay you guys here you go
shopping list:
-Potassium Nitrate
-Charcoal
-Sulfur
-mill/ball mill
step by step
-Mill the charcoal and sulfur for 4 hours.
-Add the potassium nitrate to the mill.
-Mill for 24 to 48 hours, the longer the better.
-The result is called meal powder.(or black powder)
tip (mill it longer?, it will be stronger!)
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how to make potassium nitrate?
shopping list
-ammonium nitrate
-water
- potassium hydroxide
-tip (stove)
step by step
-80g of ammonium nitrate, ad 70 mm hot water
-stir until it is all dissolved and filter it trough a cafe filler
- 56g potassium hydroxide(used to make soap) add enough water to just mix it and dissolve it
-carefully ad the ammonium nitrate solution to the potassium hydroxide solution(warning! it Fizz, this reaction releases ammonia gas, do it in a well ventilated room or outside)
- wait for the water and ammonia to evaporate off(can take several days)
tip (boil it to speed things up but be aware of the ammonia gas!)
you made Potassium Nitrate
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how to make potassium hydroxide?
(whoa! you still reading?)
shopping list
-potassium metal (metal)
-water (metal,ash)
-ash(firewood) (ash)
-potassium carbonate (also for soap)
-stove
(electrocution and gas are possibility 3 and 4 but explaining that would be to much chemistry)
step by step
-add water to the potassium metal(warning, the reaction creates a evolved hydrogen and holds potassium hydroxide)
-this will generate so much heat it combustion in to a purple flame (metal)
-the leached ashes and the potassium carbonate mixed together and heat it up strongly
-(warning) this gives of carbon dioxide gas and producing potassium oxide
-Reacting the oxide with water produces potassium hydroxide. (ash)
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Crap.
2660861 think about it what chapter was the last one caboose was in
2659853That's funny. I go to an online school as well. We got out on the 25th.
2660137Then we would all be screwed....
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Gotta love online schooling
Grif test dummies, now sold in a store near you!!
2663093 I want one! :'D
Not that I'm against waiting or anything but what dose this lead up to, after catching up to this story I really want to see where this is going. We need the plot to thicken Darkwing (unless it leads to more Omallyboose or Thetaloo 'cus it's cute, because in that case proceed)
What? Grif becoming a test dummy. Only I can use him as a test dummy, with my shotgun of coarse.
-Sarge
I can only picture O'Malley wearing a white lab coat and some lab goggles. And on the lab coat is a name tag that reads,
2660872 NO!
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2660872 he will be tortured for his crimes!!!!! and by that, i mean stuck in a strait jacket and put in a room filled with nice, mushy feelings based objects, like teddy bears,heart shaped objects, etc.
In case O'Malley's plan, succeed, it's off to the moon to him.
Dammit O'malley!! That cider was for Rainbow!!!!!!!!
2873330>>4136864 LOL!
i was expecting him to be making a teleporter
You did WHAT?!
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don't forget caboose'll take care of him