New Life After Old

And so, we now return to this crap, the story that makes you want to beat up the author for his defiance of any form of logic.

And so, because this author has decided to treat you like morons, Max has just escaped Applejack and is now running from Rainbow Dash.

But suddenly, two fifties era blue police boxes appear out of nowhere. Out of one comes a pony. Out of the other comes a human. He goes into the humans box.

"GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!!!"

"GIVE HIM TO ME!!!!!!!"

"NO, ME!!!!!!!"

Celestia had broken free of the fight.

The Doctor quickly understand what is going on here, and gets out of there like they're running from Daleks.

"Next stop, I have no idea!"

As it teleports, Celestia grabs Doctor Hooves and throws him out. Rainbow Dash goes in to help her get him, thus forming a team up without words.

As they go across the funnels of space, Max uses some very fancy maneuvering to knock them out of the stream. He is completely confident in what he's doing.

"What are you DOING?"

"I have NO IDEA!!!!!!!"

They all land on some random planet, and the C.R. team infiltrates the regular TARDIS. They run into the infinite rooms of the TARDIS, trying to get away. They get to the place which can grant you any object you wish.

"Do you have anything that can turn me human?"

"Well, depends, I don't think you died and got turned into a pony, so no."

"I did."

"Oh."

He gets an automatic shotgun, clothes, armor, and a bunch of other random stuff for the sake of likes, which he then discards because logic. They return to Equestria after some fancy Chuck Norris karate, and is greeted by a bunch of mares. There was only one thing he could do. Make a reference.

"Say hello to my little friend."

Chaos ensues.

But because this author likes to disappoint and make Max suffer, only tranquilizer darts hit them.

"FOR CUPCAKES!!!" He yelled, charging in like a bull.

Unfortunately, he destroyed all of the cupcakes, and left all the muffins standing.

"Cheese cakes, I have failed you!"

It was the end for Max. He waited for then to get him. And waited... and waited... and waited... until he finally decided to open his eyes. Pinkie had somehow knocked them all out, so that this story could continue. When he asked what story she was talking about, the fabric of the universe had a little hole, as someone other than Pinkie might have discovered that this world is controlled by the god known as "The Author."

Oh, yeah. I went there.

So, he ran.