Mare Cognitum

"An invoker? Of what?" Rainbow Dash's voice echoed through the unnaturally large spaceship.

"No, an Invocare. I-N-V-O-C-A-R-E." Selena explained.

"And I thought I had bad linguistics..."

"Actually, Selena's right here. It is indeed spelled that way."

"What?"

"Anyways, the guide doesn't say much about it, but it does reference something else. There are coordinates to a teacher, who can apparently help hone Streak's skills."

"Could you punch them into the spaceship?" Astral asked.

"I'll try..."

Twilight got up, and the two Pegasi followed her to the control room. She hit a few buttons, and the others sat down.

"Hey uh, Twi, not that I've ever been scared of anything, but how fast does this go again?"

"Rainbow, you've already rode in this like, three times now."

"Yeah but, that was back down there, when we couldn't see how fast we were actually going!" Selena protested.

Twilight hit a button. "Meh, too late."

The ship jerked forward, and the windows glazed over with the passing of millions of stars. Just as soon as they had appeared however, the lines of white quickly faded. Twi laughed. "Jeez, it never gets old looking at your guys' faces after the flights. This ship is awesome!"

Selena shook her head. "Ow... okay, now I know that it actually is possible to kill somepony with visuals alone."

"And I thought I was colorful," Rainbow Dash muttered.

"So, we're going to go in for the descent, and- what's that?" Twilight pointed at a graph on the dashboard.

"Yeah, what is that, Twi'? I'm not an egghead like you... and I'm pretty surprised you don't know, I figured you'd stay up all night studying the controls and-"

"No, not that, this is a radar. I mean, what are those things approaching us?"

Selena peered over. "They look like... missiles?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" Twilight asked.

"Human invention. Ridiculously big and volatile pieces of metal."

"Uhh, in what way?"

"They kind of explode, and fly at high speeds, and are really heavy..."

Rainbow Dash flared her wings. "Heh, I could probably stop one." She ran out to the airlock that led to the balcony, and began putting a suit on.

"No Dash! Wait, they would probably-" Selena's cries were unheard. She was already out the door, and flying to the missile.

Twilight hung her head and covered her eyes with her hooves. "I... can't look..."

But, right as Dash hit the missile, she passed through as if it wasn't there. Her head whipped around. "What?"

The missile kept cruising, aimed at the spaceship. "Wha- oh, this is bad..."

"Do you have anything we can use to stop it?"

"Not that I know of, but we- Idea!" Selena could practically picture a lightbulb over Twilight's head.

"Yeah, sure, whatever we can do! Anything helps!"

"We could take a big speaker, get a cassete of Justin Bridle's song "Foal", and we blast it to eleven and-"

"What does a song by a filly on drugs have to do with this?"

"Ah, you haven't listened to it. Damn lucky..."

"Well, enough chatter; the missile is approaching!"

"New plan! We try not to get ourselves killed."

"...great thinking..."

The two of them braced for impact. However, the missile came through the spaceship and kept traveling.

"Wha- so, its not damaging the ship?"

"No, it doesn't appear to-" Twilight was cut off as the missile suddenly swerved around, and went for the control panel. It hit, and exploded, but seemed only to destroy the circuits.

"Well that was... strange."

"And we're all about to die. No controls, ship crashes."

"...We're all screwed!"

The Foal's Guide on the MX- Electroll

The MX- Electroll was conceived thirteen years ago in the Altair solar system by a young Shuvuuian scientist. The Shuvuus are known across the galaxy for creating brilliant, yet usually impractical inventions, such as 'instant drink', a food product that was supposed to be like instant noodles, but failed massively for obvious to semi- unobvious reasons. The MX- Electroll was built during the second Avian war of Altair to help the Shuvuuians conquer their irate, and somewhat retarded neighbors, the Desians. Although the Desians were very stupid, they knew how to trade and haggle surprisingly well, which led to them having the best technology money could buy.

To get around this, the MX- Electroll was built. The Electroll consists of a standard, but small missile body, about the size of two watermelons. Its internal components make it so that it cannot harm any matter, and will pass through it unless it is top-notch or new technology. The idea was to launch tons of these and crash the entire Desian fleet, thus grounding them and leaving their city susceptible to attack. And not only that, the missiles were extremely cheap, each costing about the price of a pack of gum. The only drawback was that there were many parts, and thus had to be hoofmade.

When done with his plans, the scientist who built it became renown throughout the galaxy, and the government began building the missiles at once. Eventually, they had created two-hundred of them, and were going to fire all to the fleet when they saw exactly how many spaceships the Desians had. They would need thirteen-thousand more missiles to take them all down. To speed up production, the government commissioned machines for the work to be automated. However, this clearly was a bad idea, as the machines were not only top-notch, but also the newest technology.

Once the first missile rolled off the line, it turned around, and destroyed the entire factory. Nopony was hurt however, and the building still stood, as the missile was built to destroy only said targets. The Desian fleet survived and conqured the Shuvuuians, but they managed to convince the president of Des to not only not invade Shuva, but to also call off their troops, hand over the entirety of the Des tresury, give the Shuvuuians their planet, and to kill all surviving Desians in exchange for a stick with a piece of string wrapped around it.

The plans for the MX- Electroll were never scrapped, and are still used profusely today. They are all, obviously, now completely hoofmade.

AN: When I was in like, second grade, what my friends and I would do was we'd build a fort out of leaves, and we'd kind of make it a "home base". Other kids from our school did it to, and guess what. I actually DID buy all the land from our enemy group, the Winged Angels, in exchange for guess what. Yep, a stick with string wrapped around it. No joke XD. String was a limited supply at school. I still have no bucking clue how I managed to pull that off.