Author's Note

I wrote this as a sort of 'for the lolz' type deal. If you guys like this I'll be sure to put more in the story at certain intermittent points. If you guys don't like it I'll do no more and just delete this one. Just thought I'd try new things! Also sorry about the wait, just been a little busy as of late, nothing really major.

Also I'll take suggestions on what to write for these chapters if it continues.

Intermission: What Guardians Do on Their Spare Time

////Taking Care of the Avenger\\

'Taking care of our ship is never easy. Thrusters to clean, gun barrels to shine. But sometimes, fun things happen. Especially when you walk in on others doing their cleaning.'

"Oh yea baby, I'm gonna make sure your barrels shine real nice!"

"Uh, Brad. What the fuck are you doing?" Brad turned around from scrubbing a gun barrel. Ash and soot covered his face.

"Oh, hey Nolan. Y'know, just doing my job around here!" He ended it with a laugh. I nodded slowly. Backing away. "Okay... I'll leave ya too that then.. Have fun?" I turned and began walking off. It sounded like Brad was like having sex with the ship or something... I jogged up the ramp into the interior of The Avenger and was meet by blaring loud music that I could barely understand. "Fucking hell..." I mumbled as I went to check and see what Anise was doing. I opened the door to our quarters slowly and Anise was sitting there dusting off little bits and bobs we collected on our trips. And... She was talking to herself. Or rather her imaginary figurine friends. "Oh? Did I not brush you off enough little guy? I'm sorry!" She went to brush off a piece of rock that we found. That I thought looked pretty cool. "Your looking nice today! Have you been working out, Steve?" Great. Just when I thought people couldn't get any crazier she started talking to a flashlight. Seriously, why do we even have a flashlight? I cleared my throat loudly enough to be heard. "Don't worry, I won't tell Nolan about you taking his glow stick collection." I guess she didn't hear me, and seriously? She has been taking my glow sticks? "Uh, Anise?" She jumped. "Oh fuck! Hi, Nolan. I'm just dusting off our stuff!" Oh yea, that's totally what you were doing! "Yea, okay. But really? You have been taking my glow stick collection?"

"Yea! Why the fuck do you even collect glow sticks anyway?"

"Why do you talk to inanimate objects?"

"Well, they listen. For one," I rolled my eyes, like I don't listen to problem she has, okay. "Just... Continue on. I guess, as long as your getting work done." I turned and walked out of the quarters and back into the hallway of reverberating bass. Seriously,who even plays their music this loud? I began walking to the cockpit where it sounded like the sound was coming from. "Jane! Turn your fucking music down I can't hear myself think!" I heard Cole scream at the top of his lungs as I was almost blasted out the door from the sound. "Holy fuck Jane? What the hell is wrong with you?" Jane, didn't care or didn't hear us as she cleaned off the joysticks and control panels of things that have accumulated there over the last few days. While bobbing her head to the music. I took a small electromagnetic grenade out of my pocket and tossed it into the middle of the room, where it went off without a sound and the music quit. "Oh, come on!" I heard Brad yell from outside. Yea, I don't even wanna know at this point.. "Jane, seriously? Why the hell was the music so loud?"

"Well maybe I like my music loud?"

"That shit almost blew me out the door as I walked in! Seriously. What the hell?" I looked over at Cole whose hair was all blown back and he looked a little shell shocked. "You even gave fucking Cole nightmares!"

"That wasn't the music, Nolan. I'm just gonna go take a nap." I shook my head. Seriously, I must be the only sane one around here..

////Messing with the Ponies\\

'Sometimes scaring and messing with ponies can be pretty easy... Almost too easy, at least for Brad. Anyhow.'

"Hey, Celly!"

"What did you just call me?" Celestia replied stiffly to Brad who didn't change his look one bit. "I called you Celly, now, what I came here to ask you for. Whatcha doin?"

"Uh, Brad. You just interrupted my court and you just walk in here to have some small talk?" Brad looked back at the group of ponies behind him. Most of which were giving him icy stares. "These guys are your court? They don't look like nobles."

"That's because they are not. These are my subjects. I'm listening to their complaints and questions." Brad ran up to sit in the throne that Luna usually sat in. Putting a fist under his chin and resting one of his legs over his knee. Trying to look royal. "So, what they complaining about Celly?"

"Could you just please leave, Brad? Let me do my job as princess?" Brad looked hurt as he stood up from the throne, putting a hand over his heart, feigning a broken heart. "That hurt Celly, hit me right where I live?"

"Uh, sir? Could you just please go?" One of the ponies in the steadily growing crowd asked as Brad kept ranting on. Not caring what the pony had said. Meanwhile. Me, Anise, Jane, Cole and Luna all sat in the rafters above the courtroom. Laughing our asses off as no one could hear us. The pony asked Brad to leave again and even went as far as to grab Brads arm and start dragging him. But Brad was having none of that. "Hey! I'm not fucking done with your princess you little shit!" Brad began yelling profanities as the pony while it looked like the stallion began to form tears in his eyes. But Brad didn't let up in his rant at the poor guy. Even if it was extremely funny. Celestia began to look extremely pissed off, but she must have like super hearing as she must have been able to hear out laughter over all the ruckus in the throne room. As she looked up to where we all were. Laughing uncontrollably. Her horn flashed and I appeared in a cell down in the dungeons. "Hopefully you six won't mind staying here for my day court! I'll see you when it's time to raise the moon Luna!"

"Bummer...." Brad mumbled.

I threw a piece of rubble up in the air and caught it in my palm. "Hey, Luna. How long does her day court usually last?"

"It should be done by now... I don't know what she is waiting for." Brad let out a small cry declaring he was hungry. We agreed. "Seriously do all of her prisoners get shitty care or are we just an exception?"

"Usually it's better than this. Maybe she forgot about us." Just then a brick from the wall to my right fell out, joining the growing pile of rubble. "Seriously, Cole. What are you doing?" I asked as Cole wiped his brow.

"Tunnelling outta Shawshank, what does it look like?" I sighed audibly. And rested my head against the far left wall. "Wait... Celestia didn't take our weapons... Why the fuck are here!?" I face palmed as a cell door from two cells down blew off. "Oh yea, forgot." Anise said as she blew the smoke from her smoking sword.