Big Mac's Journey to Nightmare City

“So how are we going to free Harmony from the Chains of Eternal Torture?” Big Mac asked. “Are you fillies magicians?”

“No, but the Kind and Modest Trixie is,” said Wooden Spork.

“Okay. Well, where do we find the Kind and Modest Trixie?”

“She finds us,” said Dirt Clod. “Nobody can betray her location because nobody knows where she is. But she is the most magical pony ever, and she will be where she needs to be when we need her. We just have to trust.”

“It don’t seem like we have much choice,” said Big Mac. “So, is Harmony in the dungeon of the palace?”

“No, he’s in the courtyard, so everypony can see him. Nightmare Moon made an example of him so others would know not to rebel,” said Wooden Spork.

As the trio approached Nightmare City, they were approached by a griffin.

“Oh good, you’ve managed to escape,” the griffin said. “When we heard about Goodhorse and Braeburn, we feared the worst. But wait—what are you doing with Bad Mac? Okay, you! Put ‘em up! I’m ready to fight to the death!”

“Calm down, Gilda,” said Dirt Clod. “This isn’t Bad Mac. This is Big Macintosh. He’s Bad Mac’s counterpart from an alternate universe. He wants to help us. In return, he hopes that Harmony can help him get back home. Big Mac, this is Gilda the Good. She’s a friend of ours.”

“And the sworn enemy of Rainbow Slash and the other Generals of Disharmony,” said Gilda. “Rainbow Slash eliminated most of my kind during the last raid on Cloud City. Since then, the Kind and Modest Trixie and I have been working together, waiting until the time is right to attempt to free Harmony. Come, let us meet the Kind and Modest Trixie at the entrance to the Morbid Mine. She will lead us through the tunnels into the courtyard.”