ne'er–do–wells of the night watch.

Mike flipped the safety off, took aim and fired a hail of bullets into the advancing group of ponies.

Fritz stuck his arm out and aimed the gun at one of the ‘soldier’ ponies approaching him, just as he was about to fire the pony pounces him an knocked his gun out of his hand.

“Help!” He yelled out hoping one of his other companions could assist him.

Mike heard the hell and fired a bullet at the pony, hitting him in the hoof. Fritz grabbed his gun again and placed it at his neck and fired a bullet, spraying blood allover himself. The pony gurgled on his last breath and died.

Vincent was busy stabbing the ponies around him, carefully in a spot so they wouldn't die, but be forced to watch their comrades get gunned down.

Jeremy fired a bullet, missing a pony entirely due to his shaking. A pony ran towards him and pounced on him. “Mike!” He yelled before he hit the ground. A pony pressed on his back, he had no other option to submit-

A slash of water flew at the pony, distracting him. He looked back to see what splashed him. A water bottle hit him in the face. He opened his eyes and was ready until a bullet shredded his left eye. The pony flopped on the ground and Scott picked Jeremy up.

“Thanks…” Jeremy said, and Scott handed him a pistol.

A single bolt of magic hit Scott in the back and he dropped unconscious.

“Scott!” Jeremy yelled and he too was hit with the same bolt of magic.

“GUY GET OVER HERE NOW!” Mike yelled and Fritz and Vincent ran over to him behind cover.

“They knocking us out one by one.” Fritz said as he peeked over the cover and saw Scott and Jeremy being tied up.

“There taking us to jail.” Fritz said, unamused.

“Really? They should try to kill us.” Vincent said.

“Operation fazfuck?” Mike said, saying the very words the guards new never to speak. The ancient words used by the ancient Fredbear’s Family Diner security team.

“You don’t mean…”

“This is going to be fun.”

The guards pulled out pistols.

Vincent and Mike’s eyes both went completely black and started emitting a light smoke.

Fritz ate a donut.

They jumped out of cover and released a spray of bullets, killing the guards in the vicinity.

Vincent whipped out the spray can of unlimited power and sprayed it on a few guards, first nothing happened and they sneezed, but then… [ Extreme Graphic Detail so… ] the first pony’s skin slowly peeled of his face, turning black and screaming in agony the whole face was turned into molten lava. The only thing left was his back half. The same happened to the rest of the ponies that got sprayed.

Fritz crafted up a ‘candy cannon’ using a can of compressed air, a long plastic tube, duct tape and a gun.

Mounting it on the barrels they used as cover, he unleashed a barrage of hard hitting mix of chocolate and candy. The hardest hitters were pop rocks. They exploded in a tiny cluster bomb affect and bruised whatever they hit.

Mike unleashed the power of puns. Looking for a spot where to crack one, he found Vincent trying to pull a ponies leg off.

“Hey! Quit PULLING MY LEG.” The ponies head exploded at the pun, surprising Mike but also declaring him a war machine.

Just as he got up high to unleash the ultimate pun, he was hit with a bolt of magic and fell unconscious and a few seconds after, so did Vincent.

Fritz continued his last stand, until he was overrun and hit with the bolt of magic, falling asleep.

“Princess Stop!” The 6 ponies started. “They’re not not bad guys!”

“Yes they are!” She yelled, dragging Jeremy and Scott's unconscious bodies out of the magical smoke field and tossing them into a magically sealed chariot.

“No! We just had a misunderstanding!” They yelled back to her, being held back by royal guards.

A loud series of bangs came out of the barn, the princess felt herself start to tear up, sensing the death of more guards.

The princess turned to face her student and her friends.

“IF THEY ARE TRULY THE PEOPLE YOU SAY THEY ARE, WHY ARE 13 GUARDS DEAD?!”

The princess was pissed.

So pissed she used the ‘royal Canterlot voice’.

The ponies faced to smoke to see 2 guards trying to drag a guard with an extremely burnt and peeled frontal half out of the small battlefield.

The ponies almost threw up, but resisted the urge.

“They are just scared Celestia!” Fluttershy yelled out, gaining the princess' attention a bit.

“The one with the ‘phone’ for a head said they've been through nightmare after nightmare! And then Jeremy… The one with no face, just a question mark, told me that he wanted to quit his job! But…” Fluttershy started to calm down and tear up a bit at the sad story of friendship. “… His best friends work with him. So I'm asking… Please give them a chance.”

A chance.

A chance was all they wanted.

They're unconscious bodies tossed like garbage into the back of the chariot signalled something inside the princess.

They were just like them.