Red and Blue

Max and Killer were snooping in the bushes, nothing red on, quiet as roaches. They were amazed enough to be insane. Serial Killer was listening to a conversation between a cyan pegasus with rainbow hair and a purple unicorn. "Did you see that big black thing float down and back up into nowhere?"

"Yeah. what do you think it was?"

"Dude, watch this," Serial Killer whispered.

"Dude, NO!"

He jumped out of the bushes and into the street with his arms in the air. "YEAAAAHH! FRICKIN' ALIENS! I KNEW THEY WERE REAL!" He ran up to the cyan pony. It was half as tall as him. He raised his hand back like a slap and patted the shoulder. "Hey, cuz! I'm Jimmy, but friends call me Serial Killer."

All ponies in the street looked terrified. "What? It's just a gun... I aint pointin' it at y'all."

Max came walking up to Killer's side and rifle butted him in the shoulder. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING, IDIOT? YOUR HEAD IS HARD, BUT YOU GOT SOME COMMON SENSE!"

The ponies were confused, but Max and Serial Killer explained the scenario. Then the ponies and humans knew each other's names. Rainbow Dash jumped up. "I'll be with the reds! They're reasonable." Everypony else stayed out of it. Then Rainbow followed the soldiers back to the base.