Skull and Stich visit Equestria

Outside of the walls a man stands there running his hand across the ginger bread house. Beside him two timber wolves wait for a command like loyal pets. The man can stilly barely believe that he has this two s his loyal servants. Than again, the radiant dark magic flowing off of their body really ties with his feeling right now.

Dark, evil, and blood thirsty.

He coughs and thinks of something to say before he crashes the part. He smiles and taps the wolves on their heads and whispers, "Go."

The wolf on his right jumps through the window making the festivities stop and the music die with a screech. The right wolf starts stalking around towards the door and soon the left one enters and does the same only around the left towards the kitchen area of the sweet house. Soon, the master mind climbs through with a sinister grin on his face.

"Aw! Is this all for me? You shouldn't have!"

"Good! Cause we didn't!" Skull yells shooting up at his table before talking a bit of a stumble to his left.

He shakes his head before pointing at him, "You're going to bring us back to our world and leave this place! Or so help me I'm going to rip your head off!"

The man before them laughs as he turns his back, "You really think you have the power to stop me? I would really love to see you stop me Skull. Also where's Stich? I would love to see his face as I rip your heart out from you body."

"Sadly, I have heart of darkness. So you'll have to settle with me ripping out yours." Skull grows before he jumps over the table and starts running at his opponent.

The man snaps his fingers and the timber wolves rush on both sides of Skull. Skull stops and ducks cause the two lackies to slam their heads together. They come down stumbling a bit. Skull extends both of his hand against their heads before darkness fires from his hands splitting the two creatures in half. He stands fully up to meet a fist into his face. He goes flying back and a fist slams into his back sending him in the air. He twirls around in mid air to meet the face of his opponent. A hand grabs his throat and Skull has his body slammed into the ground when they land.

"Really now Skull. Did you really think I would go easy on you. I miss thought about what the Doctor wanted, so now you'll have to die."

Skull chuckles hoarsely from the tight grip around his throat, "Well. Let's see what Stich as to say about that."

A sword sinks through the man's gut which catches him by surprise. Stitch stands there with sword in hand and slides it out of his gut before kicking him in the side sending him into a table which cause it to topple over spilling it's contents. The man rises to a sitting up position and places a hand across his stomach.

Skull rises and forms his guns in his hands before pointing them at him. Stich keeps his sword up and wears a deadly look on his face. The man before them laughs hysterically.

"I forget! You two are basically inseparable! Of course Stich wouldn't be too far behind his buddy... You guys are just like brothers... I had a brother once. But I killed him because he was weak. Just like you two are." He says scowling.

"Look who's bleeding out." Skull says walking towards his.

Stich hangs behind making sure to watch the surrounding just in case he pulls the same thing.

"Soon you." A mask forms across his face. A swirl starts going across the right eye hole.

Stich jumps back as the man teleports from the sitting position to his fist extended where Stich is standing. Skull curses and grabs for his mask. The man turns to stop him, but Stich comes forward with cross slash. It proves fruitless at hitting, but gives Skull enough time to swing his hand across his face forming his mask.

Skull gives out a devils laugh before slamming his guns together and forming them into a giant cannon. The man keep teleporting around as Stich fights against him. The two dance around as Stich tries to predict his movement. A fist slams into his spine and Stich reaches back and grabs a hold of his arms.

"Gah?" The man tries to teleport, but Stich holds his place and prevents him from teleporting.

Skull slams the gun into the man's back and pulls the trigger. Stich lets go as soon as he feels the man move from the push of the gun. He drops down as a boom radiates across the room and light feels the entire room. People scream loud and cover their eyes that never left the fight.

When the light ends Skull is standing with two guns in his hands and an empty space in front of him. Stich is on the ground flat on his stomach. There's a huge hole across from them that was most likely formed from the blast of the cannon gun. Stich stands up and grabs the mask on Stich's face before yanking it back forcing it to go back to its half shape. Dark energy ties the mask and Skull's face back together.

Skull falls down to his knees coughing and wheezing from the exert of energy and the repercussion on full mask form. Stitch pants him on the top of the head before looking around. He wonders if they've really killed him.

"Hey buddy." Is all the warning gets before a fist sends Stich flying through the wall of the ginger bread house and out into the streets.

Something slams into his chest and a hand grabs his hair and yanks him up, tosses him into the air, and slams a fist into his gut sending him further down the street. Stitch tries to righten himself to only find his feet swept from under him and a elbow in his side. He hits the ground with a crunch as he feels stones dig into his body. He makes his sword return to him and swings it hard above him as a foot connect with his side. It connect with nothing and a foot catches him in the chest sending him barreling down the streets more.

"Weak. Just. Like. My. Brother." The man currently kick Stich's ass says coyly, "Do you remember him? He's a stitchling like you. You guys live for a pretty long time, so I'm sure you've met him once. Maybe."

Stich's breathing is labored as he tries to rise.

"Down." He says as a fist slams into his hand making him lay on the ground again.

Blood is coming on out of the corner's of his mouth. He can hardly stay focus as the world wobbles around him. A hand flips him on his back and a blurry face enter his vision.

"Hey... You know... The Doctor really had nothing to worry about after all. He had to fight a stichling that seems to have no power except for pulling things out his ass, a skull person that can't even use his mask properly, and weapons that can't even kill. Pathetic."

The man has Stich's sword in his right hand and places it against his neck, "Guess I'll start with you."

A blast of magic hits him in the back barely fazing him. He sighs, turns around, and places the sword deep in the ground as well as Stich's arm. He sees a woman of purple standing there her horn and hands glowing. Beside her are a bunch of other colorful characters. Each one of them except the middle one wears a piece of jewelry around their neck.

The man raises an eyebrow, "Are we done here? I really have a mess to clean up before heading home. Though I guess I'll have to wait for tomorrow to do that... I've teleported three times over a great distance already. I'd rather not do it a fourth time or get lost... Not like it matters for you guys. Now. Leave before I decide to kill you and your kin."

"Leave him alone!" Twilight yells as another beams fire from her hands and slam against his chest.

Again, he is unfazed. He's unfazed as he makes a move to teleport to them to kill them. A hand grabs his ankle which prevent him from teleporting. Stich is very much awake and stabs the man through his calk breaking bone in the process.

"You punk!" He yells as he falls to a knee.

Stich yanks his blade out as he stands up shaking. The sword disappears as a Scythe form in its place. Stich takes a deep breath as the man raises up on his broken and unbroken leg.

"You really are hard to kill you know that? There always seem to be something stopping that. First the teleportation, than you stopped me from killing Skull, and now the locals are stopping me. Maybe I should just blow or burn this whole place down first. What do you say Stich? Blowing or burning?"

Stich shakes his head.

"Of course neither. I'll let your death decide. Heads burn. Heart blow."

Stich mentally sighs before taking up a stance to fight in. The man teleports and Stich acts. He spins and flips his scythe. The blunt edge catches the man in the arm and sends him to the side with stumble. Stitch stops and swings the scythe with deadly intent. He teleports again to who knows where.

Stitch stops spinning and form a sword in his other hand. He stands still and feels the air around him. He wait to feel the disturbance in space.

"Maybe another day Stich. I'm not in my top shape anymore. I'd rather kill you with out a wound in my gut and leg. Same goes for Skull."

Stich makes his weapons disappear before he starts stumbling back to the ginger bread house. He walks past the group of girls and into the building where Skull has his mask to the side of his face. He's currently staring at the wall completely lost to the world. Stich slaps him across the face which makes him come back to his senses.

Skull shakes his head before coughing.

"Sorry." Is all he says as Stich sits beside him.

Stich forms a pad and pen.

You know better

"I said sorry."

We could have died.

"..."

The two sit in quietness as they take time to think things over.

"You need to get your arm checked out."

Yea. Right after I get my spine checked out.

"I think I'm missing a tooth."

Oh well. No more ladies man.

A smile touches both of their faces. Skull sighs and throws an arm around Stich's shoulders.

"No homo."

Stich shakes his head lights.

No homo.