The Twilight Zone

A1: Good guess, but it was actually Fluttershy.

So, as per the answer to the previous Super Ultra Quantum Question Segment, Twilight found Fluttershy hiding behind a tree. Naturally, family members were the first behind whom Fluttershy hid in most cases, so it wasn’t any sort of surprise.

“Fluttershy, what are you doing here? You’re not supposed to be in an alternate universe!” Twilight questioned, questionably.

“Well, technically, you were the one who put me here, but… you know. Nobody likes me because I’m fat.”

“What are you talking about? I didn’t put you here. But yes, you are fat.”

“Well, anyway, while I was here, I kinda got bored and started looking for trees, behind which I could find a suitable hiding location.”

“Could you say that again, but in English this time?”

“No… I don’t know how to speak English…”

Twilight tossed her mane restlessly. “Of course you don’t. Meh, whatever. Have you seen a little purple lizard anywhere? He escaped my universe when he shouldn’t have. I saw a purple blur in this universe and thought it was him, but it turned out to be you.”

“Oh… you mean Spike? He was here a while ago, but I don’t really remember which direction he went.”

“That’s fine. As long as you remember him being here, I can track his movements using this Super Telegram Motive!” Twilight produced a medium-sized metal cube, with a large red cylinder in the center of one face, from her pocket.

“…”

“Do you like how shiny I made it?”

“Why the fuck did you name it… that? Are you stupid or something?” Fluttershy asked, removing herself from the relative position (with respect to Twilight), ‘behind the tree’, in order to acquire the ability for a clear view of Twilight holding her invention.

“What do you mean? I just used the built in Random Number Generator to generate random characters between ‘a’ and ‘=’. It’s quite simple, really. ‘Super Telegram Motive’ is the string with which it came up after generating 19 characters.”

“That’s some sky-high high-tech tech you’ve got there. How long did it take to build?”

“One hour exactly. You can even check my quantum stopwatch, here.” Twilight used her magic to take it out of her pocket, placing it in Fluttershy’s hand. It had a small square screen: approximately log_e⁡((π+π-√10)^(((√10+π))/2) )"×log_e⁡((π+π-√10)^(((√10+π))/2) )". On it, was a series of numbers, two showing hours, two showing minutes and two showing seconds. On the edge was a button with a yellow arrow pointing outwards from the seconds display.

“Twigload, what does this arrow mean?” Fluttershy inquired.

“Well, press it, and you’ll be shown the following number: “one” (1), followed by an infinite number of digits, all zeros. That proves that it took exactly one hour. If it eventually reaches a non-zero digit, it slows down to the point where you can clearly see all digits appearing. I built it using light gates.”

“Light gates? What are those?”

“Something from about 50 years in the future. I used this time machine to get them.” Twilight began to pull a small device out of her pocket, but she was interrupted by Fluttershy.

“Stop it, stop it, STOP IT! I can’t handle all of this future stuff!” Twilight put the device back into her pocket.

“Well, if you need it, you can use this suicide machine to…” Twilight was in the process of pulling another small cube out of her pocket, when Fluttershy just screamed and flew at maximum speed (Twilight could tell, using the Warp Speedometer she had built and implanted into her eye) towards the cold, asphyxiatingly vacuum-ful realm of outer space. Then she died. “Oh well… I suppose that works too…”

“Alright! Now, to figure out where Spike went… damn.”

Fluttershy was now dead and, therefore, could not assist Twilight in her search for the violet-scaled nincompoop. Her only option was to resort to… trying to find someone who could help her a little bit so that she could still take credit for finding Spike in an alternate universe. The most logical direction in which to start was that of the nearest town: Ponyville.