A Mess of Titanic Porportion

"Well, should we send the investigation team? We do have an investigation team, right?" I asked while we walk down the corridors. It felt good not having to crawl around for once.

"There was an application paper that went through me, I put it in a folder for later."

"God damnit mason!"

"What, we didn't have immediate need for it, and I merely put it aside for when we did!"

"And when we did, it was too late!"

"Don't raise your voice at me!"

"WE ALMOST BLEW UP!"

"Correction, WE almost blew up. YOU were in giant armor." It doesn't mean it doesn't hurt...

"ITS THE THOUGHT THAT COUNTS!" Great, now I'M whining.

"Regardless, we have a family on suspicion. If that is the bombers are them, or if they are just framing them, is another story all together." He restated what we already knew.

"Well, time to officially hire that team, I'll make the calls."

"Before we do..." I tilted my head at him. "You need to decide what happens to miss Star."

"Two guards on her at all times."

"At all times?" Mason, just goddamnit mason.

"..." At this point in wandering, I was starting to recognize this corridor.

"Come along, Through here." And he was opening that door.

"Mason! Wait!" This actually stopped him, "That is the... the... new makeshift barracks we are working on"

"Really? Well, lets see how its doing."  And he opened the door. I quickly slammed shut the door, but apparently it was too late, he wasn't moving. "...Kenny..."

"Its a torture chamber for information"

"..."

The silence on the way back to the throne room was torturous, and very awkward. Mason was walking, oddly. I tried to dismiss it but... it is still Molag Bal's body. Mason quickly took his seat o the throne and I let myself out to do my work.

After three days, we finally sent off the equestrians, and cleaned up their room; seriously, did they have a party in here? We also sent out the investigation team, so far, nothing conclusive came up. And my room was now too big. As I got out of bed, there was a sharp rapping on the door followed by a two-toned voice telling me to wake up.

"What do you want" The voice told me to wake up again with more rapping. I yelled again, "WHAT DO YOU WANT!" The voice repeated the same message. I grabbed the laser pistol from my bag and shot around the area of knocking. This time, the voice change tones and exclaimed,

"A challenger is near!" And kicked open my door. That voice... did not belong to mason. What charged into my room, was a demon. It lowered its two handed sword to my neck as it spoke, "Lord Molag Bal has demanded that you awaken!"

My response was of elegance, grace, and unrivaled wit, "Oh, yea, well, you smell." My brain, still in sleep mode did not recognize the sword and I leaned into it all while spewing my immense vocabulary, "Meshayjclam" Note to self, never try Dragonfire wine EVER again, damn delayed reactions. A sudden heat at the sword snapped me out of my stupor. and pulled the trigger on the pistol aimed at its gut. It went up in a purplish black fizzle and disappeared with the usual gagging sound. I look back to my gun, and to the floor where it stood, crap. Quickly walking to the throne room, I saw mason, on his throne, flanked on two sides by more of those demons. I just realized, that I was in the throne room, in the middle of court, in my boxers with a laser pistol... crap. I quickly turned around and went back to my room to get dressed. After putting back on my armor, I went back to the throne room and waited for a gap in petitioners.

"Mason Wallace of America, What the HELL were you thinking sending that demon to my room!" I 'projected' my voice.

"Good afternoon Kenny, glad to see you put some pants on this time." He didn't even bother opening his eyes, "I mean, if you were looking for a suitor, then why not accept the noble's invitation?" I kept staring at him, the demons to his sides drew their swords.

Once more, in my moment of clarity, I shot one of them. the other charged, but mason stopped it.

"Dremora Lords. After how long, I managed to uncover molags memory of the spell." He began, "Oh, and by the way, its two in the afternoon. You really need to get a full nights sleep Kenny." He said as he tsked me. I glared at him, and gave him the one finger salute. In response, he summoned another Dremora. "Are you feeling alright Kenny?"

"Lets just get this over with" He just laughed at that. "laugh it up scale ass." I meant to think that, but it just somehow came out.

"We don't have the time to get anything over with. Cadenza, heart ass, in her infinate wisdom, decide to spill the beans about what happened to her aunt. And guess what?" I rolled my hand to get him to keep talking, "Celestia Is coming over to discuss what happened and how to compansate Equestria for what happened." he spat out venomously.

"Well, I'll be in my room" On my way back, I fell foreword due to something leaping on my back, I hit the space in front of the throne, and broke through the floor.

I groggily open my eyes, and saw a bunch of ponies looking over me, and mason staring at a door. "Wow, great, we all fell."

"Nope, just you. We found the stairs." He said as he pointed five feet from me. Bullshit. "So, sombra, How does this door work?"

"There is nothing special about it, its just a door"

"We've been over this sombra, tell me what I want to know." he said while shaking the crystal slightly. I've never notice, but mason is a very angry person. Maybe he needs a massage or something. Looking around, I saw the ponies still cringe slightly at sombra's voice. I finally got up after several minutes of listening to mason and sombra arguing. Remembering the episodes he showed me, I shot the gem above the door, and it opened. I then walked through the door without a word. And stairs. lots and lots of stairs.

After about an hour of walking up them, I made it to the top with mason about a flight below me. And there I saw, a heart. Honestly, fuck this show. Mason soon came up after and I saw a similar expression. I picked up the heart and began my was back down, and mason, jumped off the edge.