A sophisticated, accented voice crackled out of the walkie-talkie. "Dazzling Diamond to Bouncy Balloon. Are you in position?"
"Affirmative." The pink mare replied into the device, glancing around. "Pointy Prism, are you ready?"
"Who even came up with these names?" Another, much less dignified voice complained.
"Do not ridicule our decisions!" Replied yet another voice. "We shall not allow it!"
"Pointy Prism to Moon Base Alpha. Nopony uses the royal 'we' anymore. Like, ever."
"Moon Base Alpha to Pointy Prism. Kindly shut up."
"This is Dazzling Diamond, again. Perhaps we should cut this argument short; I've spotted enemy troops over the hill."
"Everypony get ready! Prepare your weapons!"
Pinkie Pie held up her paintball gun, staying firmly rooted to the ground within her cover of bushes. Then she saw something moving.
