Guardian, can I screw up the universe?
Babs was bored, like she always was. Bored bored bored. Bored is her favorite word, because it describes her at every minute of every day.
She sometimes finds something a little interesting, like looking at her marefriend's plot for an hour, reading shitty novels about Alicorns, and, most importantly, watch TV.
At this point in the present, Babs wanted to go out of her guardian's lair and visit Equestria. It had been almost a year since she saw Apple Bloom or any of her fellow CMC besides Scootaloo, which she lived with.
Babs got out of the chair and slammed her face to the ground with a loud THUD.
"Dammit, Ah lost mah fight wit' graviteh!" Babs mumbled sloppily, her eyes having a sort of droopy feel to them, like she had forty pound eyebrows or something.
"GUARDIAN!" Babs yelled to her red magician master, feeling like she could be in a comatose state.
"the hell do you want? I'm reading my magazines!" The Guardian said, in his bedroom.
Babs' cat walked up to her and rubbed their cheeks together. Babs was both annoyed and blushing heavily, petting the feline friend while still on the ground, laying on her stomach.
"I want to go screw up the universe! Can I use your black gate?" Babs asked.
The Guardian marched to the couch, each footstep rumbling the ground like earthquakes going off. No, more like the earthquakes are from an atomic bomb. Did ponies have atomic bombs? Babs didn't really care.
"Sure, just be back home at 10." Guardian said as he used his magic to summon a large black rectangle, which looked ominous and creepy in some way.
"Yay! Thanks, Guardian!" Babs said as she sluggishly crawled to the gate and entered it, not knowing what's ahead.
