The S.P.T.F (Special Pony Task Force): Apple Island

When day came Favourite thought he should ask a few of the apple farmers some questions. Starting with the Apple family and then the rest of the farmers on the Ciderholic. But when he had finally finished getting ready only four ponies were still at the breakfast table.

"Excuse me," Favourite asked,"My name is Favouri.... Mr Marble, em I was wondering what kind of apples you guys like because I am going to make everyone a special  dinner. Do you like sweet, sour or rotten perhaps."

"Oh I like sour ones, do ye like sour apples Apple Bloom,"said the eldest one.

"Yep,"said the big red one.

"Er, Mr Marble sir I think I can say for all of use that we would like sour"Said the pony Favourite knew as Apple Jack.

"Okay thank you then," said Favourite sadly. He brightened up,"Say do any of you know anyone on this ship that likes rotten apples?"

"Just two, there in the ships arcade right now," answered Apple Jack.

"Okay I'll tell my fellow chefs,"  He took out his phone and rang Brain Storm.

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Night Terror was very satisfied. His plan had worked and now it was time for phase two, The minions. By now the S.P.T.F would have worked out the culprit.

The culprit was not actually Night Terror but just a farmer who wanted revenge.

"Send in the fighters!" He commanded.

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Brain Storm was already in the arcade gambling with a bunch of donkeys. There were two families of donkeys. The Roots family and the Rotten family. When he got the phone call he started asking them questions.

"So whats your favourite hobby?" He asked.

"Farming," both families agreed.

"Of course and do any of you own a bomb?" He handcuffed two of them." Neither of you are smart enough to know how to make a bomb. You don't even know how to make good apples! Who are you working for!

"no one," said one, "I don't even know what your talking about."

"Alright its me," Said the other one."The names Erny Roots or E.R for short. I was given the bomb by a stranger."

"Okay then I'm calling backup." He uncuffed them.

Erny ran for the exit but before Brain Storm could stop him two black ponies dressed in dark night sky colored ninja suits jumped out of nowhere. Brain Storm hit one in the ribs the took out his phone. He started calling while fighting. But the ninjas were too strong. Then Whirlpool appeared and kicked one in the face.

"Are there just two of them," yelled Brain Storm as he hit one in the guts.

"No. There everywhere," answered Whirlpool, "we have to protect the apple farmers."

And with that the battle had started between a group of seven special agents and blood thirsty highly trained ninjas.