The Crystology Experiment

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"Mememememememeeee..."

Do be quiet.

"We have to check our aural capabilities at SOME point"

Fine, but keep it down please.

"BUT WE SIMPLY MUST CHECK OUR VOLUME, SIR!"

I have never been more amused than I am at this moment.

"Now now, remember what mom said about lying."

We don't have one mister, 'it is entirely necessary to play with the sound equipment'. Besides its sarcasm.

"It's the  principle of the thing."

No it isn't.

"Is to!"

Is not.

"Is to!"

Is not.

"You're right."

As always.

"And you pretend you don't have a sense of humor."

No I just rarely use it, you.

"Heh."

Seriously I think we should be quite, those.... ponies, are getting awfully close.

Affirmative sir!

.....would you PLEASE stop that.

I will once it stops annoying you!

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A few hours earlier at the crystal mountains:

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"Okay girls, that pony did a descent job of covering his escape but he made one mistake, in his retreat he left a short trail of magical residue."

"What?"

"His escape left magic behind."

"Okay"

"It isn't  very much but it still indicates that the magical surge went in this direction."

"So how we gonna find him Twi?"

"Well, as far as I can tell the best thing to do would be to wander in a straight line until we find him."

"Twilight, darling, you do know how that sounds, right darling?"

"And isn't their some super cool super super amazing magic signature tracking thingy or something like that?"

"For the LAST time Pinkie, the ambient thaumic energy he released obscured the signature from the energy stream."

"But are we REALLY going to just go in a straight line until we find him, that would be so LAME."

"Well I think it would be a nice plan if that's what we want to do that is."

"Well we had best get started shan't we."

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A few hours later:

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"We have been walking for HOURS!"

"You've been flying Dash."

"Potatoe potaato! My point still stands! We passed Canterlot and we still haven't found anything!"

"Ah have to agree with Dash, Twi, maybe we should call tha princesses or something."

" Fine! we'll just continue to Ponyville so Spike can send a letter!"

" Are you sure we should leave while that, RUFFIAN, is still about?"

"Ah don't think thars much we can do about that Rars."

"Will you just be quite!" Twilight yelled, "It's enough that I have to report my failure to Princess Celestia, but I could be punished! I might not be her favorite student! What if she gets Sunset back! What if she decides somepony else should be the element of magic because I'm not good enough at it! What if-"

"Now now Twilight, just breathe." Rarity tried to calm Twilight, "I'm sure nothing like that will happen."

"Hoo, haa, hoo, haa, hoo, haa. Whew. *sigh*. Okay. Okay. Let's just go back home and send a letter."

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That exact moment, right next to them:

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The hell?

Who do you think they were looking for?

I have no clue.

It is confirmed they are sentient.

Ha, it would be silly if we weren't in the form of a sentient life form.

I concur, it would be quite odd to be found in the guise of a non- sentient life form.

Now then, what should we do?

I haven't the faintest trace of an idea, unless we want to follow them?

Why ever not?

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Sometime later:

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Woo!

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

This is great!

WHEN DID WE HAVE ROCKET SKATES!!!!!!

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So this is ponyville.

I think it's actually Ponyville.

Potayto potahto.

So then. Ponies.

So it would seem.

I am practically telepathless from the amount of 'why'.

To the window of invisibility!

....what?

You know, since the window is invisible!

... no actual words describe my feeling towards that.

By this time they had slithered through the window and had sat down comfortably on the ceiling.

How about 'troll'?

Ahem, 'actual words'.

If it is commonly used in general language then it qualifies as a word.

If the occasion arises sufficiently frequently I shall integrate it into my vocabulary. Wait, oh no...

So if I poke corny jokes and generally have good natured fun with you enough you will increase the overall scope of your language skills?

NO!

Ah! It is all for your own good Serious! Increasing your language skills is VITAL in becoming a functioning and competent part of society!

OH SWEET LORD OF WHICHEVER RELIGION THIS PLACE HOLDS DEAR, WHAT HAVE I DONE!!!!!!

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A few minutes later a few feet below them:

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"Woo, finally."

"So, we just wake Spike, send the letter, and wait!?"

"Well, I don't see what else we should do. None of us have any unfinished work to do, unless YOU do Ms. Dash, and this honestly seems more important than any hobbies."

"Oh I know! Why don't we make a picture of the pristine pony?"

"That's great Pinkie, you do that, I am going to compose that letter." Twilight said as she left through an obscenely large door while Pinkie whipped out a canvas and started sloshing paint about

Hmm, does that look familiar to you S Sanity?

I don't know, it's just on the tip of my tips.

" Do you think this is right Fluttershy?"

" Oh I think it's fine Pinkie."

Oooh! I know!

What is it?

It's us!

....oh. That isn't good.