Fictional Crisis

As Clonetrooperkev, Peppy Greyskull, and Twilight Sparkle emerged from the revolving door, they found themselves in a place not uncommon, but strange.

“Welcome to my method of transport!” Clone said with glee. They were in possibly one of the grandest hotels in reality. It had everything one would and could expect. Marble workings, hotel workers of all species, and a monkey in a bellhop suit.

“It's.... it's....” Twilight was having trouble speaking. The sense of seeing a place that looked like could go on forever astounded her.

“It's a hotel.” Peppy said with a smile. “Nice one Clone. How does it work?” Clone walked over to the front desk to talk to the receptionist, a robot named “H3-LP”.

“Hey H3, I need the key for universe... Peppy what's your universe number?” Peppy's ears shot up.

“Oh, um universe number 3669.” She said with glee. The robot nodded and went to the back to pick up the key that they needed. “So what's the thought process here?”

“Well you see, reality is infinite and within it is an infinite number of universes.” Clone pointed to the rooms. “I really hate long trips, so I made a system where we can get to those other universes within the time it would take to get to a hotel room.” They suddenly heard a loud beep.

“I-HAVE-YOUR-KEY-FOR-YOU-MR.-TROO-PAH.” H3 said in a monotone voice.

“Excellent!” Clone said with glee while taking the key. “How's the husband and kids H3?”

“THEY-ARE-FINE.” H3 said. “MY-SON-JUST-GOT-AC-CEP-TED-IN-TO-PRINCE-TON.”

“Congratulations! That's fantastic!” Peppy tilted her head and asked:

“They have a Princeton where she is?”

“Remember, some universes can be similar to ours Peppy.” Clone said as if giving a lecture.

“Well I know that, but it seems silly for them to have a Princeton. I mean... they're robots!”

“Peppy I'm surprised at you.” Clone said holding his hands to his hips. “Robots are just like us, and shouldn't be treated any differently.”

“That's not what I-” Clone turned away from Peppy to Twilight and asked:

“So how do you like seeing reality in this way Twilight?” Twilight was still at a loss for words. Here she was, in a hub that could take her anywhere and everywhere. In this case for Twilight, being smart was a weakness for her. Her brain thought of every possibility, every everything. In a word, she was overwhelmed.

“It's... it's...” Twilight was still “it's-ing.”

“Hold on Twilight, lemme go get something that helps in this situation.” Clone rushed over to a robot that looked like a giant trash can armed with a plunger and egg beater.

“WOULD YOU LIKE SOME TEA?” The robot asked.

“Um no thank you. But I would like some champagne please- um what's your name?” Clone asked.

“MY NAME IS DALEK!” The Dalek proclaimed loudly. A Dalek was a villain from the Doctor Who universe that was the epitome of what it was to be truly evil. Here he is serving drinks. “IS THIS YOUR FIRST TIME SEEING REALITY LIKE THIS?” The Dalek asked.

“Not for me, but for her it is.” Clone pointed over to Twilight who was still “it's-ing”

“AH A PONY. I LOVE THAT SHOW!” The Dalek yelled.

“You're the most not Dalek Dalek I have ever met. What gives?” Clone was right to ask. A Dalek anywhere was bad news. Any Doctor Who fan could tell you that Daleks anywhere is asking for trouble.

“I WAS USER CREATED. I LIKE PONIES AND HAPPINESS AND SERVING. NO DALEK TRAITS WHATSOEVER.” The Dalek looked out toward the infinite hall of rooms. “I AM...UNIQUE.”

“And Daleks want uniformity.” Clone said with a sad tone. “I'm sorry you can't go home.”

“IT IS FINE SIR. I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND HERE! AS WELL AS A RETIREMENT PLAN.” Clone laughed and shook his head.

“I suppose that makes all the difference.” Clone picked up his drink and said, “Thank you for a most enjoyable conversation Mr. Dalek.”

“PLEASE.” The Dalek said. “CALL ME... DALE.”

“Alright Dale. I'll talk to you soon.” Clone went off to Twilight who had her mouth wide open. “Here comes the good stuff.” Clone poured the champagne into Twilight who coughed a bit but looked around and said:

“It goes on forever!” Twilight finally snapped out of her trance. “Wait- what did you do?”

“Alcohol can calm the nerves.” Clone said patting Twilight's head. “Just don't drink so much that you end up like me in my first year of college.”

“What happened in your first year of college?” Peppy asked.

“Nevermind Peppy. Let's get to your universe.” The crew rushed over to the elevator and went to the third floor- where Peppy's door awaited.

The elevator announced that it had reached the third floor with a ding. They walked over to Peppy's door marked with the special universe number.

“So Twilight,” Clone looked over to Twilight. “Ready to see a world like your own but not your own?” Twilight frowned and said.

“I'm nervous. But I'm ready.” Peppy smiled and turned to Clone.

“It's always fun to take a character and plump them into a whole new world. Clone gave Peppy the key who began to unlock the door. Little did they know, that this adventure would lead to something even greater for all of them.