ne'er–do–wells of the night watch.

Vincent took a bite out of the apple in front of him, even tho most of the apple was stabbed up.

‘Just wait horse people. I'll add you're names to my list when I actually have paper and blood to write with.’ He thought, licking the knife and gaining the most ‘what the fuck are you doing’ looks from literally everyone around him.

Twilight was sitting alone at the once ponies table, everypony else went to talk to the guards. She was writing a letter to the princess to tell her not to come and that they had everything mostly under control. When she was about done finish the letter a busy of wind beep down with enough force to push her head and disrupt her magic, dragging the quill across the paper and ripping it.

Looking up, she spotted the princesses’ two chariots.

“Uh oh…” Scott said as him and the other guards got up as well as the ponies. A bright white burst of magic fired out of the chariot, slamming into Vincent and knocking the air out of him and his ability to stand. All the guards took this as an offensive action and flipped the table for cover and grabbed whatever they could. Most of their weapons consisted of apples and handfuls of small rocks.

Jeremy was the only on who didn't immediately jump into cover and ran over to drag Vincent to cover.

“COME OUT COWARDS!” A loud voice echoed throughout the farm, shaking the trees and forceing all the guards to hold the table up, but in the end it was useless as the whole table was end enveloped in a dark blue aura and was immediately ripped to shreds, revealing all the guards.

“Oh shit.” Scott said before dusting himself off.

Before them stood 2 big super wizard horses that were definitely bigger than the rest. There was a black white one, with a mane that breezed like a shampoo commercial and a mark of the sun on her butt.

The same went for the dark blue one mostly, same slow-motion shampoo hair and a mark of a crescent moon instead of a sun and was a bit shorter.

They were both in sets of armour that matched their coast colour and were surrounded by at least 10 smaller white ponies covered in armour of the same gold-ish colour. Looking around they spotted the 6 ponies they promptly fought peeking through the barn door at them.

Twilight pushed passed her friends and squeezed out the door and her friends followed her, they ran over to stop Celestia and Luna from ‘mashy-spike-plating’ the gentlemen.

“Princess stop!” Twilight yelled and got her to drop the spell, but nope, Luna still kept here held strong.

Celestia looked over to Twilight and her friends and immediately noticing the small amount of bandages and bruises on each of the 6 ponies her eyes went into a blinding white and she grabbed all the guards in he magic and squeezed them together.

Mike had his cheek pressed right next to Jeremy’s.

“Hey Jeremy.”

“Hey Mike.”

[ awkward scilence ]

“Are we about to die?”

“Yes my son.”

At that, the clump of guards was tossed into the flimsy barn wall and smashing into the barn. Fortunately for them they landed on a pile of hay. Relatively ok, Scott felt around his picked until he felt the hard object on his hip, unbuckling the holster and pulling out the 1911 handgun he brings in since a break-in and loaded it.

Mike felt around his body for anything he could use as a weapon until he felt an iPad mini sized tablet in his inside pocket. Opening the picked, he pulled out the pizzerias camera tablet, but found it didn't have any signal and had the option to close the camera connection system. Doing so, it revealed 2 options. An icon to open the cameras again, and something called ‘Dupe’, Mike opened the newfound app and got a simple screen that said ‘scan item to dupe’ the only thing below it was a continue button, tapping it the app activated the camera.

“Scott pass me the gun…” Mike said and stuck his hand out.

“Why?” He asked.

“Scott just pass me the fucking gun.” Mike said, looking at him.

Scott dropped the gun in his hand and Mike set the tablet on a box in the corner.

“Hello?”

Everyone looked towards the door, not bothering to respond. Mike popped a bullet out of the magazine and set it down beside the clip on the box. Picking up the tabled, Mike aimed the camera at the 2 objects and pressed the white circle to take a picture. The camera clicked and a new screen popped up and read ‘aim camera at empty ground to dupe scanned object(s)’ doing so, Mike aimed the camera at a empty circle of dirt. Pressing the camera circle again, it seemed like a flash any just went off and blinded all the guards. When they could see again, a clip of ammo next to a single bullet sat in the empty spot. All the guards looked at it awestruck.

“I'm making more guns right now.” Mike said, loading the bullet back in the clip and inserting it in the gun to repeat the process.

…..

Fritz felt around him to see if he had any cool shit. When he felt his right pant pocket, he pulled out a twix bar. Pulling it out he immediately felt the spot be filled again. Reaching in again he pulled out a kit-kat.

“Holy shit.” He said as he continued pulling out random candies out of his pocket. “UNLIMITED CANDY!” He screamed like a mad man.

…..

Vincent felt around until he felt a small spray can, pulling it out of the locked ouch on his shirt the can was labeled ‘disintegrator.’ This was probably a thing I never should have given him.

Vincent sprayed it on the ground and watched as the dirt converted into molten lava, and then into air.

“Cool.” He said, placing it back in his pocket.

…..

Jeremy felt around himself and hoped for something awesome until he dealt a rolled up comic book.

“Oh my god.” He said as he pulled it out. It was a thin plain white book that had the texture of an regular comic book.

Jeremy flipped it and read the instruction labeled in the smallest size that could still be read.

‘Think of an anime.’

Jeremy thought of the most popular anime, Attack on Titan and the whole book filled itself with pages. Each a page from the manga.

Jeremy shed a single tear.

…..

Scott felt around himself until he pulled out a bottle of water.

“Oh boy Scott. You got a bottle of water as an amazing item.” He said to himself.

…..

The ponies surrounded the front door of the barn. And waited for it to open.

“Princess please. Let me talk to them!” Twilight pleased to the princess, who was about to blow the door open.

“Fine.” She said, ready to nuke the whole barn if it they scum inside decided to do anything bad.

Twilight walked up to the door.

“Hello?” She asked through it, receiving no reply she waited a few minutes and listened in on what was going on inside. After a few minutes she decided to speak up again.

“Hello?” She asked again. Listening in carefully, she head a few clicks and whispers.

“Purple horse?” She head the guy with the big red thing on his head say. He seemed the most level headed of the group.

“Scott? Can I come in?” She learned his name when she was listening to them. He said something about a water bottle.

“Only you?” All of them asked at once.

“Yes guys. Just me.” She said sternly and looked back to Celestia as of predict her to stay put.

“No bullshit.” Mike said, as he opened the door and allowed Twilight in, closing the door behind her.

“Are you all okay?” Twilight asked after seeing the smashed wood all over the floor and the hole in the wall.

“Yeah. Were good. Why is the big horse princess trying to kill us?!” Fritz said.

“She's probably just mad that me and and my friends got hit a bunch. She's really protective over her citizens and they would gladly trust their lived in their hooves.” She said, beaming with patriotism.

“Ok Uncle Sam, but why did you say their hooves?” Scott asked, hoping to outwit the egghead because of her error.

“Because Equestria is ruled by two princesses.” She said. Get rekt Scott.

“Ok then whe-

The whole barn door exploded in a blinding white blast and a shield formed around Twilight, protecting her from the blast.

The guards aimed their guns at the blinding white cloud of smoke shielding a view of the outside.

Jeremy shook in horror.

Mike spat out some blood and yanked shrapnel out of his arm.

Scott snapped his hand back into place.

Vincent smiled and yanked his own knife out of his leg.

Fritz laid on his back and supported himself with his right arm.

“It's ok Mikey.”

“I'll be here Jeremy.”

“You're going to be okay Mr. Phone!”

“As much as I hate you, I need you alive.”

“Okay Mr. Smith, hold on!”

“MOVE IN!”