Author's Note

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK THIS STORY, WE'RE GONNA MAKE A SEQUEL, WITH MORE PARODY, AND STRIPPERS, AND SEXIER ALIENS, AND COMPETENT WRITING!

ABORT

One sat in his room, still curled up from Luna's abrupt sexual advances. "Oh god...the dolphins eyes...." He clutched his blanket close to his head. "Never be whole aga--"

A loud whirl pulled him upright. "Oh shit!" He rolled out of his bed and to the door. "Nope, no, no! I know that noise!" He ran through the steel halls, throwing ponies and clones aside as he ran. "Everyone out! Everyone out now!"

Little by little the other clones became aware of what was going on and began to toss pony after pony into the soft dirt below the ship. One simply ran to the head, the main controls glowing bright red as the buzzing continued to play. "Time to go everyone! Come on!"

Nine walked slowly up to One's side. "Hey, what's--"

"Aliens, different, coming, gotta go!"

Nine shrugged. "So...we're leaving?"

One slammed his chair. "Yes, going, now, quickly!"

Nine leaned against One's chair. "You know, Eleven, Nineteen, and Ten are still out there, right?"

"Don't care!" One hovered his finger over the launch button. "Once the ponies are off, we leave!" He pressed a few buttons with his free hand. "Come on, we clear!?"

A few faces popped up on the various screens in the room. All of them said the same thing. No pony was aboard any longer. Nine stretched his neck. "So we're--"

"Bitch, if these other guys find us, we're gonna end up like the horses!" One turned back to the buttons. "Sorry Luna, I'll bring you another dolphin next time I drop by!"

In a flash the button was pressed, and the ship was completely gone. A small herd of ponies that had been aboard were now standing dripping wet and corked with scientific fluids. Left to wonder, what was this mess, and what exactly they'd come to learn in the first place.

And somewhere in the wide wide world, Daring Do and Nineteen were having angry sex in the jungle.