Dawn and Dusk

Twilight Sparkle, princess of friendship, element of magic, and former librarian/resident of the Golden Oak Library; did something that she had never done before. She slept in. One of three  things woke the lavender pony, the smell of pancakes, the birdsong comming from outside, or the small purple and green dragon pulling the covers off. "Five more minutes mom, I'm tired," the alicorn said drowsily, "Wait, Spike? What are  are you doing up so early."

"Twilight, it's 11 AM, and if you don't get up you're going to miss brunch," replied Spike in an instructive tone.

"SPIKE, WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP? AND WHO IS MAKING THOSE PANCAKES?"

"Calm down Twilight, Pinkie Pie and Cress are making the pancakes, they definitely have it under control." As if the beings that control the forces of irony decided that Spike was to be today's victim,a large explosion  radiated from the general direction of the kitchen, the rumbles shaking all the rooms on the castle. "Um... The pancakes decided to rebel?" Spike said with an unsure smile. Twilight gave him a flat glare while shrill voice rang out, "Of all the worse things to happen, this is, THE. WORST. POSSIBLE. THING."

"Alright, this has gone on long enough," thought the determined alicorn teleporting to the nearest staircase. She flew down the stairs, and, being Twilight, thought of all the worst case scenario that could possibly happen. " Maybe Straight Glimmer had returned and defused to take revenge," thought the frantic pony, " Maybe Discord devoted to unleash his chaos all over equestria, our maybe-" Another large bang emigrated from the room in front of Twilight. " Well, here goes nothing," thought Twilight, reaching for the door.

BAM!

Twilight was crushed underneath the door that had just slammed open. "Oops,sorry," spoke the normally hyperactive pink party pony, " I thought that that combo meant fluttershy's famous Dijon mustard."

Pinkie's partner in crime asked, "Who are you talking to?"

"Look behind the door."

"Why should I--, oh hi Twilight, how are you this fine morning?"

"Uhh, my head," replied Twilight, "What happened?"

"Well, you see, I may or may not have created a gigantic pancake fort in the dining room," mumbled Cress. Twilight, being one for food related disasters, charged into the room that all the cacophony seemed to stem from.

POW!

A small bread-like breakfast food, flew out of the open door, and smacked Twilight in the face. "Today it's just not my day," the lavender princess mumbled, pulling off the pancake that had lodged itself on her horn, "Alright, who is throwing those panca--"

Twilight expected to see a giant pancake the size of a table, or maybe one the size of a blackboard, but in the nasty and orderly dining room, there was a 3 story pancake palace, and I'd that wasn't bad enough, every single square yard of the floor, walls, and ever the ceiling, was paved with what appeared to be French toast bricks held together with a mortar that appeared to be made out of a mix between maple syrup, tasty jam, and apple pie filling. In short it was a place that most fillies and colts only see in their imagination.

"Yeah, that was my reaction when I first made this place," Cress said to the now speechless Twilight, " You'd think that creating a gigantic pancake palace and bending the laws of physics to accommodate the unnatural amount of mass that it's to be crushed into this small space, and to still have the sane air pressure, and yada yada yada, would take a lot put of you, but nope, I feel great, and-- Twilight, Twiiiilight. Are you Ok? Pinkie, I may or may not have broken Twilight."

"Nope," the hyperactive party pony replied, "She just goes into mental shock when she finds a solution that she can't comprehend instantaneously. A pancake projectile should solve this problem." Pinkie Pie pulled out a small cannon that had a tube attract to the back which Pinkie immediately filled with pancakes.

Twilight was starting to regain consciousness when a loud gruff voice yelled at a volume that would make a drill sergeant proud, FIRE[bsize]. Twilight's instantaneous reaction wad to conjure up the strongest magical shield that she had. When the spell was cast, something peculiar happened, the lavender shield started to turn crimson and when the pancake hit the shield it seemed to stretch through, the pancake then launched itself out of the "magical shield," and proceeded to hit the wall treaty Twilight wad facing.

"I may or may not have, kinda, sorta, alerted all the magic wiring these confines to create a random effect that still accomplishes the goal in mind, so all you're spells have a different effect each time you use them."

Twilight gave a look that seemed to get more and more confused the longer she wore it. Pinkie, bring her regular hyperactive self, jumped out behind one of the strawberries yelling "ZAP APPLE JAM!" She began eating the puddle of jam that originally blocked her pancake. As if to add to the confusion, a gigantic air-horn fell from the ceiling, rang in the most annoying way, and proceeded to melt into maple syrup.

" Seems like the round is starting," observed Cress, " and it also looks like you're going to be on the Red team this time Twilight."

The only competent phrase that Twilight could make was a confused "What?" One blink later, Twilight was covered in a stretchy black uniform, with 2 High Oncillating Raspberry Super Enforcers. The first thing that Twilight asked was "Am I wearing licorice?"

"Yes, yes you are," replied Cress, "But that's besides the point. Twilight, you're going to have to learn how to play on the fly, because right now a pair of reptiles are coming this way!"

"Wait, what!?" Twilight turned around slowly, writes growing with fear, as 2 humongous metal snakes burst from the ground, growing bigger and bigger the longer they flew."You have got to be kidding me," she began looking up in shock. As if on instinct, Twilight pulled out one of get H.O.R.S.Es out of its holster and pushed all of the buttons. 2 "small" explosions incinerated both if the metal machinations. The falling debris seemed to turn slightly red and bulge out into the shape of raspberries.

[size=2em]"Will somebody please tell me what the BUCK is going on!"

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"So you're telling me. That you made a pocket dimension."

"Eeup," replied Cress, Raining down candy lightning on an army of robot ponies.

"Managed to extract and manifest Pinkie's improbability magic into a pancake palace."

"Yes," Cress said, simultaneously firing a circle of candy cane rifles from the fallen roboponies.

"And you did all of this," gesturing to the entire room," Without any problems, or catastrophes."

"Pretty much," relied the orange princess, throwing apples that donate after a few seconds.

"And the entire situation, was endorsed by the castle that we are living in RIGHT NOW?!"

"Yepperoni, The Tree of Harmony decided that this could be a team building exercise!!!" Cress replied with caffeinated Pinke levels of enthusiasm.

Twilight, however, was not amused. "So, If this is supposed to be a team building exercise then where it's the rest of the team?"

"Let's see," the orange alicorn paused, holding up a bag of marshmallows and a bag of toothpicks. " I stationed Applejack and Rarity on the west side near the sea," Cress began, building a small replica of the battlefield, " it's near the ground and both of them seem to be able to handle any seaworthy threats that come their way. You and Rainbow will take the chocolate moutain, I hear that the giant pterodactyls are vicious. Flutters and the Pinkinator are taking the role of support and sniper respectively. So, any questions."

" What did you just say?"

Cress groaned as if Twilight had asked if the moon was made out of blue chesse. " Look, it's simple, you go to the left and shoot every metal object that flies and is TRYING TO KILL YOU. Got it?"

Instead of answering the question at hand Twilight decided to respond with " So where are you going to be?"

"The front lines," replied Cress with a smirk. "Don't worry, I was the one who beat entire armies of griffins, dragons, and changelings, no fatalities though. You kids have a good time, try not to die. I won't have too much fun." She ended with a maniacal look in her eye.

Twilight needed no further encouragement. As she took to the skies a small roaring fireball accompanied by a stream of psychopathic laughter flew inches next to her face. Twilight was afraid to look behind herself. " This is going to be a long morning," thought the purple alicorn.