Heroes, Unite!

"Uh...uhm...are you sure you want me to do this?"

The white rabbit tapped his foot impatiently. With little patience already, the bunny decide to skip the middle steps and go straight to the last one. Throwing carrots at his shy carer.

"Eep! I'm sorry Angel! Ok..here goes.. My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic is owned by Hasbro and any others. The hereby named characters from video games, movies, books, and TV shows belong to whoever has the rights. This story has been written for entertainment purposes only. Please support the official releases. I..is that it?"

The white rabbit, Angel, nodded, then threw one final carrot.

“What was that for?”

Angel squinted his eyes at her. That was for stealing a disclaimer.

Queen Celestia sighed slightly, staring at the mountain of papers beside her. The room was full of them, all from prominent business and political delegates. Rubbing her temples slightly, she started to sigh, pushing them to the side, and summoning a quill, and piece of parchment.

Settling down, she started to write.

"Twilight! Letter from Princess Celestia!" Spike rushed into the main room of the library, handing Twilight Sparkle a letter. Squeeing slightly in excitement, Twilight took the letter from her assistant, and rapidly unfurled it. However, that excitement turned to a deadpan expression the further she got down the page.

"Spike..."

"Yes Twilight?"

"Get the chalk."

"Wh- Lemme guess. Equestria in trouble."

"Yep."

"Celestia needs you to save the world."

"Yep."

"Sharp rocks?"

"Most likely."

"Bring it on."

Fluttershy was tending to her animals, humming a soft tune to herself as she went from pen to pen, dropping food into her  charge's small homes. As she ducked under the bridge to feed her otters, however, she heard a soft hoofstep above her head.

"Now, this seems like a quaint place..I wonder who lives here. Ah. Best not to pry." The voice sounded...weighted. Each word spoke carefully, and highly thought out. It was also rather quiet, and.. echoed? Fluttershy jumped slightly, banging her head gently on the underside. "Oh. Well, what was that?"

Fluttershy blushed slightly, popping her head above the edge of the bridge...to see a giant of a human. On his head, a helmet, a simple one, with just a narrow slit for the eyes. The helmet looked more like an upturned bucket than anything, though. On his helmet was a long red feather, on the right of his skull. His armor seemed to be made of chainmail, but in his legs were metal plate, over the chainmail. On his chest, again over the mail, was a white tunic, with green shoulders. It had no sleeves, and no sides, and reached down to his knees. Secured in place by two leather belts, the tunic had a picture painted of the sun- Red and orange, with a small face in the center. On his back was a round shield, again painted with the sun, and at his side, a sword, in a sheath.

Was this thing some sort of guard? Those were the only ponies she had ever seen with metal on them before. And the sun picture.. A guard of the Princess?

"Least the sun burns brightly here, so grossly incandescent. Hm? What is this?” The knight turned to the sounds coming from the side. “Good day there, little one. What are you, hmm? A horse, with wings? A yellow horse, with wings. I have seen stranger things, if you would believe it. Now, lets get you out of there, shall we?" The human bent down, chuckling slightly.

Fluttershy blinked, her eyes widening in fear, and recoiling slightly. "Eep.."

"You seem afraid? I don't harm the innocent, little one. And that noise, was...adorable, I believe the word is. It has been a been a long time since I used that word.."

The male reached out his hand, waiting for the shy pony to react. Slowly, she looked forward, then up at him, before reaching up, grabbing his hand. "Thanks, sir.."

The human froze for a moment, then shook his head. "Ah. A yellow, sentient horse with wings. Again, I have seen odder things than this." Like the undead worshiping a giant pot with a corpse in it. Pulling the little mare to her hooves, the human bowed deeply, clasping his hands in front of him. "My name is Knight Solaire. Praiser of the Sun."

Fluttershy, surprised by this man's etiquette, blushed, and turned her head away. He seemed so refined, and his voice was calming. In spite of his weapon, he seemed to be a peaceful man at heart. Of course, things aren't always as they seemed. "M-my name is Fluttershy..Do you know Discord?"

Solaire's head went on the tilt, rubbing the side of his helmet. "Nope. I do not believe so, Ma'am." Solaire, chuckling, flared out his hand, to bow Fluttershy towards her door. "Now, Miss. Shall we talk tales of our worlds? Because I am most certainly not in my own.."

"Umm...I think we should get you to my friend's house...she would know what to do. Especially after last time.."

The knight nodded slowly, then chuckled. "Certainly. Let us be off, then. Is your friend nice?"

"Oh...y-yes. She's the librarian~"

"Ohh, I see."

As they walked towards town, neither of them spotted the odd blue portal above Rainbow Dash's house

"AAAHHHHHHH!!!" *Bamf*

"Ouch. Ok, that hurt." The black haired male sat up, rubbing his nose slightly in frustration. The boy stretched slightly, popping muscles in his back, before yawning. "Damn, I'm tired. I BLAME THIS THING I AM ON. IT IS FAR TOO FLUFFY. What even.." Opening his eyes, he blinked once, then shrugged slightly. "Wow. I seem to be on a cloud. Awesome!"

The boy chuckled lightly, then scratched his nose slowly. "Why am I on a cloud? Wait. Scratch that. WHY IS CLOUD, THAT I AM ON- SO DAMN BIG? Is this Skypeia again?"

After pausing for a moment, the boy shrugged, then sighed slightly. “Meh, doesn’t matter, I’m tired..” Scratching his arm, he shrugged, pulling his hat down over his eyes, as he laid back, laughing slightly, then mumbling something about meat, before drifting off to sleep. A small bubble started to inflate from his nose, as he snored.

For about 30 seconds.

"OKAY. WHO ARE YOU, AND WHY ARE YOU ON MY HOUSE." The noise came about 3 centimetres from his left ear, and so, flailing about, the boy sat up, trying to push his hat up, so he could see, and failing miserably.

"WHAT, WHY, WHO, WHEN, WHERE?!"

"I said..who, are you. And why are you on my lawn?!" The voice sounded angry. Very angry. But female. That isn't too bad. And then, images of a yellow haired girl with a long stick played through his mind.

"Umm..My name is LUFFY! AND I AM A PIRATE!" Finally getting his hat up, he blinked, face to face with a cyan, rainbow maned horse. “And...you are a horse. That has been painted. Who painted you, horsey?”

The voice was silent for a moment.

"THAT IS SO COOL!! AND....HEY. I AIN’T A HORSE. I’M A PONY, AND THIS IS MY NATURAL COLOUR!"

"YOU ARE REALLY FREAKING LOUD. Oh..really? Odd colour for a horsey."

"Sorry..AND. Oh, I give up.." The rainbow pony shrugged, then shook her mane. “Oh! I’m Rainbow Dash, fastest flyer in Equestria!”

“So, you are a horse, that can fly. With a rainbow mane..” The horse nodded at this, smiling broadly. “And you are the fastest flyer in Eques...Equestria?” Again, more nods. “And...you are called Rainbow Dash..”

“Yep!”

“Not very imaginative name, really, is it?”

“Buck you. Come on, lets get ya to Egghead, she might know why another of you...things, are here..”

“I’m a pirate, not a thing!”

“What ever. Also, how are you sat on the cloud?”

Luffy looked at the mare, then down. “Well, I went to a sky island. Maybe it is from ThaaaaAAAAT!”

And he was falling. Facehoofing slightly, Rainbow Dash flew downwards, to save the day!

Pinkie was grinning widely, ear to ear. SHE WAS MAKING CUPCAKES. At mach 3.

Again.

Oh well.

She was singing her cupcake making song to herself, giggling slightly.

"All you have to do is take a cup of flour, add it to the mix

Now just take a little something sweet, not sour, a bit of salt, just a pinch”

She was so engrossed in making her cupcakes, that she did not see the human stood behind her, a man by the build, silently watching her dart about at blurring speed.

“Baking these treats is such a cinch, add a teaspoon of vanilla

Add a little more, and you count to four, and you never get your filla!!!"

He shrugged, taking a seat on the floor. This one was an odd one. His entire head was wrapped in white scarves. They had a pattern of 3 black vertical eyes in a line, on the front of his head. His white gloves had the same pattern on the back of them. His scarves all pooled at his shoulders, forming a collar to his half open, red pinstriped suit jacket. More scarves could be seen wrapping up his chest, underneath the jacket. On his lower half, there was a black pair of suit pants and black smart shoes.

"OH HEY. Sorry, I didnt see you there! What’s your name?! Huhuhuhuhuhuh?" the Pink One said. She was darting around the male at speeds nearing impossible to follow.

"Asura. Why are you so fast? Also... what is that smell? I have never had anything like it before. It seems so... wonderful." He shook his head slightly, then yawned. "How did I get here?"

The pink, self sustained sugar rush came to a halt, then shrugged. “I dunno how you got here, but the smell is CUPCAKES!!! You should try one!” At that, she seemed to vanish, only to reappear on the opposite side of him. With a cupcake in her hand...hoof, she passed it to him. Smiling expectantly, she stared at him a few moments before frowning. “Come on, eat up! They are so goooooooood!”

Asura simply pointed at his scarves, before handing the cupcake back. “Maybe later. You are an odd one... Well. Relatively speaking. I mean, how could I eat something, with my protection on?”

This horse...pony..thing. It didn’t seem to be affected by his wavelength. Normally, that would terrify him, along with it’s odd ability to seemingly teleport instantaneously. But..it seemed to be somewhat friendly, even if a little crazy. Maybe he was affecting her, after all.

“Aww... but, but, but...” The pink pony sniffled slightly, her hair deflating slowly. “I... I thought you might’ve liked it..”

The God of Madness paused slightly, then sighed. “I’ll try it later. You do nothing to harm me, and I show the same respect to you, in the meantime.”

Pinkie immediately perked up, before bouncing around him, giggling like a little school girl. “Yayayayay! Why would I hurt you anyway?! Silly filly. I need to throw you a party! After we have seen Twilight, that is. Maybe she will know why you are here. You don’t seem like the other one though. He was mean, for the 5 minutes he was here. ANYWAY. After this batch has baked, lets be off! OH, I’m PINKIE PIE!”

Asura simply nodded, dumbfounded how anything can talk so fast, in such a short amount of time. And in one breath too. He turned his head to the side, watching her walk off. Stupid sexy Pinkie Pie. Damn her mentions of butts.

Applejack was out in her barn, grabbing apple baskets and putting them in a pile by the door. It was almost time for Apple Bucking season, and she had to make sure the baskets were still holding together. Not the most fun of jobs, but someone had to do it.

As she piled up the last couple of baskets however, she could hear something beneath her hooves. Hoovesteps, and the sound of dirt being moved. A lot of dirt. Extremely fast. Applejack didn't know what could move that fast, seeing as it had moved 10 metres in a matter of seconds. And then it hit the far wall. Underneath the wall were foundations of stone, built to strengthen the wall above it. After a few seconds, there was more noise of dirt being moved, and then a cube of dirt vanished.

Not moved, but gone, replaced by a human hand, grabbing at the edge of the meter cubed square hole, before going back down. Was she going to have to beat the hay out of someone again. The last human in Equestria had armor. It hurt. A lot.

And then a head appeared, bouncing up from him jumping. But its face was pointed down in concentration, before a soft noise of dirt was heard again. Once more, the human male was standing on something below him. Then he jumped again and Applejack's eyes grew wide, as dirt seemed to materialise out of nowhere, under his feet. He was holding a miniature version of the dirt cube in his hand. That cube vanished, being absorbed it in a streak of brown energy back into his hand. He seemed to frown, his eyes hidden by the darkness in the corner of the room, This guy stretched a sec, rubbing the knee of his blue jeans after. Then, he turned.

“Orange farm-pony” detected. He tilted his head on the side, then slowly held out his hand to her muzzle. After looking at the human, she shook her head, frowning.

"Ah ain't gonna sniff it, if that's what ya want."

The human blinked, and then recoiled, looking at the orange pony. Shaking his head slightly, the human nodded his head towards her in understanding. "Not gonna say anything?" The man shook his head again, looking warily around the room.

"Ok then... Come on, let's get yah ta Twilight. She'll know what to do with yah.."

The human nodded slowly, then moved to stand beside her, smiling lightly.

Rarity was asleep, not time to set up shop yet, you see. However, that was soon to be fixed.

"AAAAGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!" That was Sweetie Belle.

"Oh, shut it. I am not that scary." That was..no one she knew.

In an utter rage, Rarity galloped down the stairs to spot Sweetie Belle in a corner. Her sister was staring wildly at one of her mannequins, possibly the survival armour that she had made for Celestia's Ex-cha-

And then it moved. First, it stretched, looking directly at Rarity. Then, shaking its head, it walked slowly towards the small girl in the corner and knelt beside her. It pulled out a pistol from a holster from its hip.

Wait, a holster? She never had those put into the insane human’s survival jacket. Especially seeing as she had had 20 minutes at the maximum to make a cloth armor strong enough to serve as, well- armor.

Realizing her mistake, Rarity then noted that this one seemed to have armor plated legs, along with more rigid plating. It still seemed remarkably similar to her own though. This was thought in the space of a second, but with some pride in the thought process.

“People are using my design?! Who aren’t from this dimension? YES! Wait. NOT IMPORTANT RIGHT NOW!”

"Get away from her!" Rarity put her head down, and, panicking, charged the person in the armor. But before she made contact, he simply stood up and back-stepped, looking down at the alabaster pony. Hm, this one had a horn like the smaller one.

"Relax. It isn't loaded, I just wanted to see if it was still there. I was gonna pet your daughter. She is adorable!" The male said, shrugging slightly, but silently squeeing inside. This girl...pony? Was so darn cute. He was doing all he could not to hug her

"I AM NOT HER DAUGHTER!!"

"SHE IS NOT MY DAUGHTER!!"

"Touchy. Anyway, don't know how I got here, but a world of brightly coloured crayon ponies? Seems incredibly stupid." The armor-clad man said. Rarity and Sweetie Belle looked outraged at this, but he spoke again, before they could interject. Wait a tick... These things could talk. Maybe they could give him answers.

"Any major wars here?"

Both shook their head rapidly.

"A lot of crime?"

Another shake.

"The Covenant?"

A confused look, but a shake of the head.

"I like it here. I'm the Master Chief, by the way." He chuckled, looking around the room. Pony shaped mannequins, clothes, pieces of fabric adorned the room in abundance. A little fancy, but well thought out fancy. Then he saw the cash register, and something clicked. A tailor, perhaps? A fancy tailor, in any case.

"Master Chief? Odd name." Rarity said, sniffing slightly, and getting to her feet, eyeing the armor-clad human. She was still wary of him. Like she was old enough to even have a foal! "I'm Rarity, and my sister there is Sweetie Belle.."

"And you said I had an odd name. It's a title, anyhow." Chief turned to look back at the two, visor reflecting the image of their faces. He decided to like the cuter one, Sweetie. He was reserving judgement on the larger one, that had attacked him. It was only self defence, though. This Rarity was lucky- If he wasn’t used to aliens and inter-stellar travel, he may have a new pair of marshmallow boots.

"I see... Let's go see Twilight... She might be able to sort this mess out."

“Fine, but I’m gonna need a weapon.” Chief bent down again, moving to grab Sweetie into his arms and cuddle her. “No one will be a match for this weapon of mass cuteness.”

“MY SISTER IS NOT A WEAPON!!!”

“I’M NOT... Wait, you think I’m cute?”

And so, the five ponies, and their respective humans went off in search of Twilight.

Well. Five ponies.

Two humans.

One Modified Human.

One Rubber Man.

And one God of Madness.

One weapon of cuteness, inbound!

Went off in search of Twilight Sparkle. Apart from Asura. He had a strange urge to skip down the yellow brick road, to find a wizard, before Pinkie threw a cupcake at him.

“Come on, Silly Filly!”