Xbox Live Party with Pinkie

by LIGHTNINLANDEN

Rating: everyone
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Adventure, Pinkie Pie, Random, Slice of Life, Human
Length: 12158

Pinkie Pie invades my live party! It's up to me to try to get to the bottom of whats going down in equestria! Adventures linger in the air and past evils return to haunt equestria once again... all over a party! join me on my adventures with Pinkie!

I'll add characters tags as I go!

All rights are reserved to the Microsoft and Hasbro companies.

Published 2012-06-07 12:24:02 UTC
Last updated 2012-09-06 01:11:17 UTC

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Xbox live party with pinkie.
By: LIGHTNING FLARE

It was morning and having the day nearly stripped away from me was making me anxious to do something other than lay in my bed and pretend I was sick. The weather was as typical as the weather gets in Washington during the spring, rainy and dark. I peeled the sheets from my body and slowly sat up. First things first, I thought as I caught a whiff of something that smelled downright demonic coming from my body. I hadn't realized how hot my room had gotten when I was sleeping.

As I walked out of my bedroom and into my shower I caught the faint sound of the T.V. running down stairs. My father had Mondays and Tuesdays off and that day just happened to be a Tuesday.

My father was a good man. Honest and hardworking. He was a police officer for the Multnomah County Sheriff’s Department. My Mom worked at a clinic not too far from the Portland International Airport, so my brother and I were quite often left alone in our house across the bridge in Vancouver.

Once I got Pandora playing my favorite music, 50's swing, I jumped in the shower and quickly lost my breath. The shower was freezing cold, who the hell does this! Why is there even a setting for that low?! No one ever uses it! After the shower turned to a reasonable temperature I started to feel my muscles relax and the water start to wash away the stank left on my body from the night before.

I got out of the shower and looked into the mirror. My body was very skinny with defined but little muscle on my bones. My hair short and brown looked messy and combed to the right in just the way to make it look relatively long. I wasn't tall but not short standing at about five foot eleven. I was always told I was a good looking young man but I never personally saw it in myself.

In my parents eyes I was supposed to be the next big thing, the next president or Bill Gates or Nobel Peace Prize winner. But in my eyes I saw the truth, and you know what they say about the truth. The truth hurts, I saw myself as a wanna be everything. I tried playing sports but was never really athletically inclined; I tried excelling in school but always ended up fighting to stay focused. I even tried being really good at chess.... CHESS. I knew what I was even if it pained me to say it... I was a loser. I had friends and family who loved and cared for me, but I still had nothing to be a winner at, nothing I could say I'm number one in. It sucked, but it was the truth.

I got sick of sulking around in front of the mirror and decided it was time to go get some food. I put on my best sick act and descended the stairs.

"Ugh... ugh... cough I hate being sick" I said as I walked slowly down the stairs only to be greeted by silence.

"Hello?" I asked to anyone still around, when I reached the living room just at the bottom of the stairs I saw that the TV was still on. “Hey!” No reply.... In almost ANY other situation I would be worried, but in this particular one...."PARTY!" I yelled!

What can I say I was a 16 year old, if you were pretending to be sick you would do the same thing!

With a spring in my step I made my way to the kitchen for the best meal of the day, breakfast. The only way for me to explain my love for breakfast was the vast range of creativity I could access through it, from steak and eggs to two simple pieces of bread with jam on them. Breakfast never ceased to bring joy to my morning.

A delicious platter of eggs, English muffins, sausage, toast, bacon, and a tall glass of milk later I was in the game room settling down to enjoy some video games. I set into a couple games of multiplayer matches o several different games. After a peculiar game of Mass Effect 3 I got a very.... interesting party invite from one of the players in the lobby.

'P1NKIOU5 P1E1COU5 wants you to join a party!'

With a puzzled look and a hesitant thumb I pressed the decline button.

Now I should say I’m usually alright with joining parties with other players, trying to better our survival chances and my personal communication efforts… which usually amounted to shooting people or getting in their faces. But something about that invite just wasn't very… inviting, the simple fact is that it didn’t matter whether I answered it or not because I got the same invite a few moments later, that I should have answered.

A couple of games later I heard a familiar sound and the reappearance of a persistent gamer either trying to make friends... or trolling.

'P1NKIOU5 P1E1COU5 wants you to join a party!'

This time... I knew, just knew that it was in my own, and others, best interests to just press accept to that invite... still I used a hesitant thumb to press that green button... just in case.

"Hello?" I asked in a timid voice. Once again I was greeted by the deafening tone of silence. Then through the microphone I heard an unsettlingly high voice.

"One second..."

And literally a second later my microphone blew up with a high pitched feminine voice.

"HI I'M PINKIE PIE WANNA PLAY SOME GAMES WITH ME? IT'LL BE TONS OF FUN TRUST ME IM LIKE A PROFESSOR OF FUN. I THROW FUN PARTIES HAVE FUN FRIENDS EVEN HAVE A FUN PET AL...."

'You have left the party'

Sweet... baby Jesus.

After wiping what I thought was blood from my ear I reflected on what I had just heard.

"Did she say her name was Pinkie Pie?" I asked to no one in particular. How in the world could someone be so... chatty? I mean I could've raced a jet with the speed she was using to spit out words.

Then there was a sound and the… worst… possible… thing happened.....

'P1NKIOU5 P1E1COU5 wants you to join a party!'

I wasn't escaping this one was I? There are some people in this world you just can’t say no to, and then there are people like P1NKIOU5 P1E1COU5 who don’t care if you’ve said no. With a sigh of irritability I joined the party once again.

"Hello?" she asked,

"Hey...." I replied back in an unusually shy tone,

I was usually a social butterfly! Always talking in class goofing around with my friends and striking up conversations everywhere I go, but something about this one girl had me terrified to even think of starting up a conversation. Then I heard the single most depressing thing I have ever heard over Xbox Live.

"Why did you leave me? Don't you want to be my friend?" she said through what sounded like sniffles and sadness.

I felt like my heart just went a million degrees colder? What have I done? And why do I feel so inclined to fix it?

"Hey hey, I never said that... in fact I never said anything besides hello! But that's beside the point... the point is I guess... I would... love? To be your friend."

I'll admit I've never really had a good poker face, but luckily for me she didn't even need to hear two more words for her to jump back to a springy joyful response.

"REALLY!?" she asked with jubilance.

"Yeah really... heheh... so... uhhhh what do you want to do first, I guess?"

Talk about an awkward ice breaker. I didn't even stop to think about what the reply may have been....

"MASS EFFECT, MASS EFFECT, MASS EFFECT!"

The volume notch on my headset seemed to magically set itself to 2 with that last remark.

"Right... Okay let's hop to it then shall we?"

Just like that we were into the world of Mass Effect... in complete downed out noise of what sounded like a little girl who talked about EVERYTHING she saw. After a little bit of silence I tried to strike up conversation, and guess what decided to rear its ugly head back my way, you guessed it! Silence.

I sat in the lobby for a good ten minutes just waiting for a "hey I'm back!" or "alright you ready!?" but instead I got me throwing a tennis ball in the air until I realized one simple fact.

I could leave right now and block her from ever having contact with me ever again. Yet I didn't.

That's when heard what I thought was the sound of what reminded me only of the men who carried the coconuts behind their leaders to signify them riding a horse in a movie I had seen once.

"Hey I'm back! Are you ready to paaarrrtay?!" she said in an up risen tone.

"..... Are you riding a horse?"

"What? Oh!" she giggled for what seemed like forever then said "no silly I'm not riding a horse..."

"Ok good I was beginning to woun..." I started to say before being cut off by the voice in my mic.

"But I AM a pony!" she said enthusiastically through the mic.

"Riiiiiiiiight... and I'm a little leprechaun from the future!" I said in a mock tone.

She giggled again, "You're funny mister! We're gonna have TONS of fun!"

Wait.... She still hasn't actually said who she is.. or what for that matter.

"In all seriousness though who are you?" I asked in genuine confusion.

"I told you I'm Pinkie Pie! I live in Ponyville in the country of Equestria! I'm a pony!" she stated as unflustered as one could be when speaking to another.

".... Hehe....."

Okay just stay calm it'll be fine she's not actually a pony she couldn't be! That's preposterous, ponies don't talk! Or play video games, they don't have thumbs.

"If you really don't believe me I'll
Pinkie Pie swear that I am!" she said in a pleasant tone.

Pinkie Pie swear? What the he...

"Cross my heart hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye."

..... Of all the millions of gamers online I have to be paired with some crazy woman who thinks she's a pony and lives in a place called Ponyville and wants to stick cupcakes in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, what did you say your name was?" I asked not sure exactly how to handle the situation at hand. Sure I've had my run of crazy people over the Internet, but this one for sure takes the cake.

"Pinkie Pie!" she stated.

"Okay... "Pinkie Pie" can you just start the game please?"

"Sure!" she replied in a joyous tone.

With that the game went into a loading screen and the count down to the first wave began.

As it started out I didn't have much trouble handling some of the smaller targets. Surprisingly enough for me the difficulty was set to gold and this 'Pinkie Pie' was handling herself pretty well. As the wave passed so did the onslaught of "over there" and "watch out" that was constantly spilling out of the microphone.

"Whew those guys were tough huh?" she asked.

Feeling like a grade A bad ass I replied in the coolest manner possible "What those guys? Pffft I could take them all day long just with biotics!"

"Okie dokie lokie." was all I heard for the next wave as I constantly saved her avatar from dying in the game. I had no idea where she went but all that I did know is that it seemed like the whole might of the Geth armada was going against me. Finally both of our avatars fell to the floor and a big mission failed popped up on the screen.

"Dammit!" I yelled in frustration "Where'd she go!"

"Here I am!" it yelled as the little pink ball rolled off of my computer desk and onto my rolling chair. A pair of large fluorescent blue eyes stared back at me through a mess of pink curls that smelt of cotton candy. A tiny pony, no more than the size of my torso was sitting on its haunches in MY rolling chair. Once again god.... Why?

"You're.... t-th-the thing.... i-in the place...."

"Yeppy deppy!" it said with a charismatic smile.

"B-but... h-h-how did you.... computer screen."

"One of the many pros of being Pinkie!" she said with a slightly larger smile somehow.

And with that I did the best thing I could possibly do in a situation like that...... I passed out.

When I awoke I was in my bed. At first it was one of those times when you wake up and take a relaxing breath in... and realize you completely forgot about a pink pony sitting in YOUR rolly chair.

I got up and rushed to the room adjacent only to find no sign of the little pink pony in the chair. I collapsed on the couch with a sigh of relief. "It was all just a dream!"

Then I saw it, the most terrifying thing in the world. A little lock of curly pink hair... in MY DAMN ROLLING CHAIR.

It had become clear to me that I had accidentally befriended an inter dimensional talking pink pony named Pinkie Pie whom had left a note on the desk saying

"We should play again soon!

Your friend, Pinkie."

I then proceeded to face palm and collapse into my couch face first.

It’s not all that bad. I thought to myself. It could be worse; I mean she could have been a dragon or something more terrible! At least she’s a cute little pony.

My god did I really just think that. It was pink. The ENTIRE THING was pink! The best I could do right now was think it was... CUTE?! What's wrong with me! I need answers right now to too many different questions. I need confrontation.

So I turned on the little black box and sure enough the same little blip popped up on my screen about ten seconds after logging on.

"P1NKIOU5 P1E1COU5 wants you to join a party!"

So I got my microphone on, set it to a low volume and pressed accept.

"Hey!" she said the instant after the noise confirmed I had joined the party.

"Hi.... Ehhh... Look we need to talk." I started but was cut off by a frustrated huff.

"What is it?" I sighed

"huh?... Oh i-it's nothing, just someponies being meany weany pants." she said in a clearly frustrated tone.

Somepon.... never mind "Well... ok then, we need to talk about what happened earlier today."

"Ooooo! You mean when I found your computer and said, Here I am!" she said in her I'm going to take usual happy tone.

"Ehhh yeah... How did you do that?" I asked out of pure curiosity.

"I dunno? I'm Pinkie Pie. Everything I do just kinda happens." she said sounding almost confused.

"So I'm going to disregard that, on a count of it doesn't make sense, but apparently sense goes out the window in pony town...."

"Ponyville." she said.

"Right... So you're a pony... from Ponyville?" I asked hesitantly.

"Yeppy deppy!" in a cheery tone.

We launched in to a conversation about all of her friends and the adventures they had and how many times they had saved their town. As all of this was coming crashing down I began to think of this apparently mare, in a different light, she wasn't just some annoying hyped up insane pony from a different world. She was a being just like me, in the sense that she, like me, had a heart, mind, and soul just the same as I do. She had feelings and thoughts and beliefs. Just like any human being on earth. These six friends had been through the thick and thin together never letting another down, always there for one another even if just to say "you'll get 'em next time!"

Even though it seemed so unreal to be actually talking to a pony in a magical land, the friendship in the stories she told seemed so real and powerful. I simply let her talk, let her tell the stories and inform me of her land until I was one-hundred percent caught up. Which accidentally took a couple of hours to complete until a different problem arose.

My parents were home.

I hurriedly told Pinkie I'd be back on in a little bit and turned off the console. I sprinted to my room shut the blinds and started to make a terrible snore as I pretended to be asleep.

"I know you're awake!" my mom said in a sing song voice. "So do the damn dishes!"

Jeez. Guess I wasn't in need of any sleep any ways, so I got down stairs and started in on them. As I sat at the sink washing and placing the dishes in the dishwasher I couldn't help myself but think about the little pink pony I had been talking to all day. She was a kind soul with a beautiful heart, she just showed them off in much more... unconventional ways. She still meant well though through all her stories one theme was prominent. She was ALWAYS happy. Well almost happy that is, that incident with her birthday party was kind of a doosey. It made me think of what she was like when she wasn't happy, or if she ever was unhappy. She had to be at some times... right? Everyone’s unhappy sometimes.

It didn't take long for me to finish the dishes. Once I did I rushed back up the stairs to the game room. When I logged on there was no invite not even a hint that the Gamer tag even existed. I lay back with a depressed sigh. Then turned off the console and went to my room.

With so many stories to think about my mind wanted more. There was one more thing on my mind, it was worry. I was worried for Pinkie because to be honest something was clearly up with her. Her faltering mood throughout the stories and her sometimes timid voice compared to others in the background clearly suggested something was not right on the home front. But I guess I'll never know.... or so I thought.

(A/N, Hey guys! So I’m really excited to be posting this and finally getting involved in the community on the next level! Couple of things to touch down on, first the story itself, if on the off chance that you would like, me to continue on with this story please let me know. Couple of ways you can do this, simply like the story, drop a favorite, or come and follow me on twitter. @LIGHTNINLANDEN. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please note this story was meant to have more to it, but in any case criticism is highly encouraged and appreciated! Thanks again!)

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By: LIGHTNING FLARE

She knew the moment noise started what was happening. The three long annoying beeps emitting from the TV was unbearable but not because of the sound it made... it was because of what it signified.

"They actually did it.... they set him free..."

She got up from her bean bag chair and trotted over to the window.

Ponyville was in complete disarray. Ponies ran frantically in the streets and boarded up windows trying to stop the inevitable. Some readied themselves for the fight of there lives. Ovens at full power pumping out fresh baked apple pies. These ponies knew it was a hopeless effort, but they did it anyways.

Her world as she knew it was ending... and there was only one pon.... person who could stop it! She walked over to her TV and turned it on. The little noise and blip made it known to her that everything worked and she was online. Now it was just a waiting game. "I hope you get on soon." she whispered tensely. "Otherwise there may not be an Equestria to answer back!"

I woke up in a blurry daze. Everything was hazy and it felt like my head was spinning.

After a good half an hour I finally decided it was time to get up for school. I put on a pair of jeans with a little rip on the left shin and a bright yellow t-shirt to match that of the glowing sun outside.

It was shaping up to be a great day. Sunny and blue skies as far as the eye can see! Then I went into the game room and turned on the little machine.

As soon as I logged in I got a little notification stating that a familiar player wanted me to join the party. I joined and was immediately greeted by a cheerful voice.

"Hi! You have no IDEA how happy I am to finally hear from you!" she said with glee.

"Well I guess you're just as excited as I am!" To be honest I actually was surprised. I guess all the time I spent listening to her stories kind of built me some resistance to the whole passing out thing.

"This is gonna be great! Ok first you need to have a little chat with this Obama guy! Do you know who he is?"

"Pinkie... why on earth would I need to talk to the president of the United States?" I asked completely baffled by the casualness she possessed.

"Well... it's about my world... you remember the big meany head I told you about who turned all of my friends, myself included, against each other?"

"I think so. Discord right? What's he got to do with the president?"

"Well you see, my world is in a bit of trouble. Discord has gotten to the griffins and made them fight their way through to our Capitol, Canterlot, and release him..."

"Well that's terrible and all but what's that got to do with the president!?"

"Discord has gathered an army... the changelings and the griffins are both with him and he's planning to take back the throne and plunge Equestria into another thousand years of chaos! We ponies won't last very long on our own, and since he discorded the griffins leaders, they fight for him. His forces out number ours three to one. They have enough apple pies to wipe Canterlot off the map and if we don't.... why are you laughing?"

"L-l-laughing? I-I'm not, pfft, laughing." okay I'll admit it, I was laughing... a lot. But I mean come on! Apple pies? It was priceless!

"Ugh! You have to listen to me! He'll plunge Equestria into chaos again if you don't!" she screamed with urgency.

Sensing the tension in her voice I ceased my laughing. "So what do you want the president to do about it?"

"We, oh and by we I mean you, are going to ask for his help in defeating Discord! From what Twilight told me apparently he's super powerful and commands a whole nation! Just like the princess!" she said.

"Pinkie he leads the nation, not commands it. I don't think this is as easy as you think it is."

"How so?" she asked.

"Well first of all he's pretty much untouchable unless he makes himself so. Second, and probably most importantly, I'm just a sixteen year old! I don't think he's going to lend me an army to help a bunch of pink ponies."

With this realization I heard what sounded like a balloon deflating over the microphone and quiet sobs. She started in a quiet tone.

"I know... what's your name?" she asked quietly.

"My name is Landen." I stated.

"Landen... have you ever had something to fight for? Something you hold near and dear, and have to defend it?"

I took this to heart. I've never had to fight for anything in my life. Human beings as a whole have had a lot to fight for; I guess I never really thought about what she was fighting for, the same some of us here do not. I've never had to lay down everything and give it my all. Suddenly I felt a great sympathy for this pony. I had to remember that she wasn't just some animal. She was a human in a pony body. I knew what she would do if the roles were switched and I also knew what I had to do.

"Pinkie... I am about to embark on an epic quest, a quest to save your home and friends and family. But if we're going to do this I'm going to need your full compliance, understand? I can't do this alone. I'm certainly going to have some battles along the way. We're going to need some way to stay in touch at all times. Can you find a way to do something like that?"

She perked up at my sudden involvement. "Sir, yes sir!" she said confidently.

"Alright let me go pack my bags.... I'm going across the nation."

After my bags were packed I wrote a detailed note on exactly what happened and what I was going to do for my family. I honestly couldn’t have possibly hoped for it to actually work but hey, it was worth a shot. I could only hope they got it and took it seriously.

I went back to the game room after triple checking my list and was quite surprised by what I saw. Pinkie Pie was sitting on my couch playing games. I couldn't believe I hadn't noticed her sitting there while I was packing so I'll be honest she scared the crap out of me!

"Oh! Hey! All set and ready to go?" she asked with a confident smile.

I didn't even bother asking how she got here. "You're not coming with me are you?" I asked.

"Oh no! I'm just here to give you this." she reached behind herself and somehow managed to pull out a little pink earpiece from nowhere. It had three little gems on it, two a very light blue and one yellow one. The yellow one served as what looked like a power button.

"What in God's name... is that?" I asked horrified at what was in front of me.

"This is how we're going to keep in touch!" she said.

"Oh no. Oh no no no. I'm NOT wearing that thing! It's pink!" I said mouth agape.

"I know! Rarity designed it! Isn't it great!? It's even got my cutie mark on it!"

And sure enough there were the three little balloons that were usually adorned on her flanks. I didn’t notice them at first but suddenly the three gems mad a lot more sense.

"If your world wasn't in need of saving... I would smash this with a hammer..." with that she handed me the ear piece and I put it into my ear. I heard a little beep making it known that it was on.

"Ok what's the plan Stan? How am I gonna get to the president?" I asked.

"Stan who's Stan? I'm Pinkie silly!" I faceplamed at that but then proceeded to laugh at the cuteness of her unknowing of the expression.

"Pinkie how am I gonna get to the president?" I questioned once more.

"Well your first stop is going to be the Mall of America according to Applejack's map." she said then handed me the map. I tucked it away in one of the side pockets.

"Alright then. To the Mall of America, AWAY!" I yelled than ran down stairs.

On my way out the door I grabbed the keys to the truck. It was a damn nice vehicle. My Dad’s baby. He loved it more than me! It was a Ford F-150 off road edition, and I was about to take it across America.

God I hoped Pinkie wasn't lying. That would be bad.

I started up the truck and it made a nice low hum. I then started towards I-5 to be on my way to Minnesota.

Dear family and friends,

I have left on a grand quest to save a planet from one thousand years of chaos. I took the truck. Dad I'm... I'm so sorry. Please know that it's going to be worth it in the end. Mom, I love you and don't call the cops. It's not worth it; this is something I have to do. Not for me, but for the ponies of Equestria!

Your loving son,
Landen

"Janet! Our son stole my truck saying he’s got to go to Minnesota to save a world of ponies. I thought he didn't do drugs?"

As I was entering the interstate I heard a soft ring emit from Pinkie's ear piece. I pressed the little button and a very intelligent sounding voice came through the speaker.

"Hello, my name is Twilight Sparkle. I will be assisting you in your navigational efforts across your nations! Do you have any questions before we begin?" she asked.

“How do you know the layout of my country, I thought the only one of your kind who get through this fourth wall was Pinkie?” I asked. From what Pinkie told me I knew that Twilight Sparkle was quite the book worm but I didn’t think that they had books about humans in Equestria.

“Let’s just say I did my research.” She said slyly. After the events of the next few days unfolded she had told me exactly how she did so. A small pink four legged creature was seen exiting a gas station with a balaclava over its face. That’s all I needed to hear to get the point.

“Anything else before we begin?” She asked in a teacher like tone.

"Well yeah I guess... what's it like... Equestria I mean, is it worth all of this?"

With a sad sigh she finally replied. "Landen is it? Equestria is one of the most beautiful places I've ever seen. It's vast and untouched by modern technology, it's powerful an subtle and has the best sun sets in the galaxies. It's worth my final breath if it comes to that."

I realized then just what exactly I had gotten myself into. There was no stopping me from speaking to the president. Whatever these ponies need, I would provide. Failure was not an option.

"Twilight? Tell me a bit about yourself. I've heard a little bit about you but just from Pinkie. I want to know about you." I asked honestly curious. I wanted to know all about each of the ponies. I wanted to know their stories so I myself could get a good feel of what I was fighting for.

"Well I was born and raised in Canterlot with my older brother. I was kind of a book worm when I was a filly. I didn't talk to anypony other than Shinning Armor. He was my best friend! We had the best of times together. Along with Cadence too, my old foalsitter. We grew distant for a whole but recently got the chance to catch up at their wedding! It was fantastic... ehhh except for the whole changeling army almost conquering Canterlot. But besides that it was just wonderful!"

"What's Canterlot like? Is it as big and beautiful as Pinkie says it is." I was honestly intrigued by all of this. I wanted to know as much as I could about Equestria.

We went on for quite some time before it was time for me to stop and get gas. I had brought my car fund with me. Three thousand dollars was probably enough to get me across America pretty quickly.

As I pulled into the gas station and saying goodbye to Twilight after a long discussion on Equestrian economics, I decided I needed some food to keep myself going and went into the mini-mart for some much needed junk food.

As I was looking at the selection I couldn't help but notice all the weird looks I was getting from the customers. Then I remembered what was in my ear. It wasn't until one guy approached me about it that I started to worry about it.

He was a skinny guy kinda like me but he had a lot more muscle on his bones. He walked up to me and said the oddest thing to me. "Hey man! Brohoof!" and held out his knuckles like he wanted to bump fists.

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"You're a brony right? I saw the earpiece and just assumed you were. My bad bro!" he started to turn and walk away.

"Wait!" I grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him back. He had a small amount of blonde hair on his head and chiseled facial looks. He looked a bit like a space ranger toy from a movie in my youth.

"Does being a brony mean what I think it means?" I asked quietly, looking around suspiciously.

"If by that you mean bro and pony than... yeah… it does." he said.

"So they've contacted you too then huh? Were you sent to help me? Because man I could use it. I’ve never done anything so important before and having some backup would be awesome." I said tentatively.

"Ummm... dude what are you going on about?" he asked, a confused look dawning his face.

"You know! Discord getting loose and threatening Equestria again? Pinkie didn't tell you? Man with how much that pony talks you’d think she would’ve said at least something along those lines."

"You're telling me you've talked to the ponies?!" he asked excitedly.

"Yes! They need our help! I have to talk to the president and get him to assist them!" that's when I saw them.

Two burly men walked in wearing leather jackets with black t-shirts adorning the term "brony hater" in bright read with a picture of a decapitated pony laying at the base of the words that looked a lot like Pinkies description of a pony named Fluttershy. One of the men was relatively short but had no shortage in the muscle department and the other guy was pretty much the opposite.

Oh fantastic.

"HEY! We don't take kindly to your kind here son." the one with the long beard and bandana wrapped around his forehead said in a low grizzly voice.

“You tell ‘em Festus!” the taller one said.

"Oh yeah man no problem we were actually just leaving." I told him. "Come on dude let's just get out of here!" I told my newly acquired friend.

"Hey! What do you mean ‘your kind'!? why I ought a beat the living snot outta you!" he said waving his arms around yelling "come at me bro!" to the two men while I struggled to hold him back. Finally he got loose and got right in the beard of the biggest guy. All hell broke loose.

Next thing I knew they were rolling around throwing punches and the shorter one was charging at me.

Instinctively I reached for the closest thing to me to throw at him, unluckily for me that just so happened to be a pack of Twinkies. You can probably guess how effective that was.

It wasn't. The guy slammed into me like a Mac Truck sending my hurling into the freezer door. This time when I reached to throw something at the guy it had a bit more mass to it. The wine glass shattered on his forehead and he went down unconscious and cross eyed!

My newest friend had been able to wrestle around the other one and choke him out until he too was unconscious. Two completely different fighting styles. One result.

On our way out the door I slammed a one hundred dollar bill down on the counter and fled to the truck. We both got in and took off.

"Whew. That... wasn't very convenient considering we were in a convenient store!" he said clearly trying to be punny. I didn't laugh. Mainly because the wind was still knocked out of me. "I'm Nick by the way!" he said.

"I'm Landen." I said in return to his gesture.

"So where are we headed to anyway? I don't recall you saying." he asked.

"Currently we are going to find a motel to get some rest." I was exhausted after the day and needed to find solace in dream land.

"Well alrighty then!" he said and turned to look out the window.

"Hey, are you sure you're up to this? I mean we just met. Don't you think it's a bit random? You do know I’m traveling across the nation right?" I asked.

"Hey man a brony’s always got another brony’s back. We wouldn't be able to make it on our own. We need each other like we need food and water. Without the support we give each other we’d be just another fan base. Besides I had to get outta that dust bowl at some point. Why not now?" he said in complete confidence.

I smiled at the way he treated me even though he didn't know me. I felt like I was accepted without any need for a reason besides this whole brony thing. Whatever it was I was definitely going to have to look into it tomorrow morning.

We finally arrived at a motel. It was pretty run down, but it would do for one night. Frankly I was too tired to even have cared.

By the time we got to the room it was two o' clock in the morning and my body was creaming for sleep. Just before I plopped down I took out the ear piece and set it on the night stand next to my bed. Nick was already fast asleep and I was well on my way. I reflected on the events of the day. I realized that this was the first big moment of my life. My parent's dreams for me being something some day were finally coming true! I was becoming a hero, no... THE hero of Equestria! And nothing was going to get in my way!

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Chapter #

By: LIGHTNING FLARE

One week later.

There she stood.

As the remaining pony forces occupying Manehatten pulled back across the bridge a single pink mare sat at the end. She'd known they should have pulled out sooner, but the troops needed Manehatten. It was the last large city in Equestria not covered in ponies and pie.

Pinkie had never seen such a brutal amount of pies in her life, and she worked at Sugar Cube Corner. The griffins and changelings took no mercy on the faces that dared stand in their way.

Pinkie knew they were running out of time. Time the ponies didn't have.

As the last pony crossed the bridge Pinkie flipped open the switch on the detonator and blew the bridge into three different pieces. That dynamite Braeburn and his miners use sure did the trick.

She turned and started to walk towards the final beacon of hope in the fight... Ponyville.

It was a restless night.

I was tossing and turning all night. The room was hot and smelly and I could hear the faint noise of something I didn't want to know was happening above our room.

Nick was sound asleep. I had no idea how he did it! It was a mixture of confusion and envy that I was experiencing when I first noticed the light sounds of what sounded like hoof steps in the hall way... wait, hoof steps?

I got to my feet and went to the door. I looked through the little eye hole and sure enough there was a little pink pony wandering the halls. She looked very nervous, confused, and had a little bit of paper on her snout she was reading as she wandered the halls.

I cracked open the door and got her attention by whispering her name. "Pinkie."

She turned and looked at me. "Hooray I found you!" she yelled, “I was beginning to think Twilight gave me the wrong room number.” she said as she tossed the little piece of paper to the ground.

"SHHHHHHH.... are you trying to get caught!? Get in here!" I said as I ushered her inside.

"Landen I'm fi.... who's sleeping beauty over there?" She pointed at Nick.

He turned over on his side and let out a gracious snore. "He's the other guy you sent isn't he? You know the guy to help me out?" I asked confused by her questioning of the one she herself sent to help me.... she did do that right?

"Who the hay are you talking about? I didn’t send anypony else to help you out."

Great. I had just taken a random stranger from a gas station on a trip across the nation. Now I had three crimes under my belt. Theft, assault, and Kidnapping! What joy!

"What!? You mean you didn't send him to help me!?" I asked in disbelief.

"I didn't send anybody. You're the only human I have contact with." she said.

"How'd you get here then?"

"Oh... I jumped in through some kid’s laptop." she giggled. "You should have seen the look on his face! Priceless!"

"Pinkie! You can't just do stuff like that or we'll be dealing with a lot more than just testosterone pumped ass holes!" I said as I remembered back to the gas station.

Suddenly Nick sat up, jumped out of his bed and locked eyes with Pinkie's.

"Too early, don't care." He said as he walked into the bath room.

"Well he seems nice…" Pinkie said dryly.

"I'm willing to bet my life he's not a morning person. Now we gotta get you back home! Where'd you say you got in here?" I asked.

"Some kids room down the hall. They were just leaving though." she said frowning.

"How are we gonna get you to a computer screen?"

We both sat down and looked at the ground scratching our chins in thought. Nick walked out of the bathroom a flushing noise announcing his entrance to the thinking session.

"Wait!" he said. "I have an idea...."

"Oh... really?" please don't let it involve me, please don't let it involve me!

"Yes! And it involves you!"

Damn!

I trudged down the hallway of the smelly old hotel with Pinkie on my shoulders.

She had miraculously found a large brown trench coat, an old brown fedora, a pair of sunglasses, and a fake mustache that just so perfectly made us both look like a ten foot tall pink faced child molester.

"Hello… good day to you mam.... wonderful weather we're having isn't it?" She said to the many people passing by in her best impression of a deep male voice. I thought of how insane it was that no one even bothered with us.

Then again I wasn't complaining. The less people stopped us the faster we could get to the internet cafe which meant the faster I could get this heavy pony off my back. I felt like I had the weight of... well a pony on my shoulders. She may not look like it at first but Pinkie was in no way as light and fluffy as her mane was. Not saying she's fat, just saying she could use a... bit less sugar in her diet.

"Pinkie we gotta speed this up!" I whispered frantically. "How are we gonna find the desk without me being able to see where I'm goi..." then I stubbed my toe on the front desk.

"Terribly sorry for that my good sir," Pinkie said in her impression. "Would you kindly point me to the direction the... int-ere-net calfe.... is located?"

.... There was close to no amount of face palm available for this moment in time.

I couldn't see the direction the manager at the desk pointed and had to rely on Pinkies kick to the left rib after a couple seconds of very awkward silence fell between the thre... I mean two of them.

"Pinkie.... never mind. Where are we going?" I asked.

"Just keep going straight for aboooooout.... one more step."

SMACK

I walked face first into the door which erected an ooof out of both of us. This in turn caused the manager to look over the desk at us right as the disguise fell from our exposed bodies.

His jaw literally made a noise because it hit the desk so hard.

"Time to go!" I said as I lifted the pony from my shoulders and threw her into one of the computer screens. As her body went through it she had managed to get turned around and chomp down on my clothes ripping them off me as the rest of her went through.

So there I stood. In my heart covered underwear and socks staring at the computer screen. I turned and looked at the manager right as he dialed the last one in which I was assuming was nine one one.

"Well...” I sighed “I'm boned." I stated as my feet started tearing at the hard wood floor trying to get some traction to start sprinting back to our room.

I trucked down the hall way dodging through people as they covered their kid’s eyes or simply looked at me in disgust. Upon arrival of the room I realized my key was in the pocket of my jeans. I started frantically pounding on the door waiting for Nick to get off his lazy ass and open it.

"What the hell are you doing?" A voice asked from down the hall. When I turned I saw the most beautiful thing in the whole world.

Nick standing there choking down a muffin and holding the key to the room in his left hand.

"No time to explain pack your stuff we are leaving!" I said as fast as possible while I snatched the keys from his left hand and lunged back to the door. I heard the door click and put on the closest items to me. A Christmas sweater (no idea how that got there.) and a pair of khaki shorts. Needless to say I looked ridiculous with the red nose reign deer on my shirt but I didn’t care.

"Come on man we gotta go! Now! The cops are coming and if we get caught this whole things a bust!" I yelled to Nick as I packed up the rest of my things into my backpack.

"Hey I don't know if you remember, but you kinda just told me to get in the truck. I don't have anything except that sweater!" he explained.

"This thing is yours? Never mind! We don't have time, come on out to the truck! Let's MOVE!"

We were both exiting the room when we saw the first officer trudging down the hallway. He was a pudgy man with handle bar mustache and looked to be in his late forties. "Stop in the name of the law!" he shouted as we turned to sprint away only to be stopped by the sight of the second officer. He was a lot taller than the other man, probably six two, he looked a bit like a monkey but was easily in his early twenties.

"Stop criminal scum!"

"Nope!" Nick shouted with a grimace as he to a head first dive out the window directly in front of us.

"Nick! What the fu..." was all I was able to say until I got pulled out the window myself.

We landed in a large garbage bin filled with cardboard boxes and smelly black plastic bags.

"Hurry! We gotta get to the truck!" I yelled to Nick.

"Jenkins god dammit! How could you just let them go like that!" the pudgy one yelled as he came to the window.

"Sorry sir, I should have known you couldn't have moved your fat ass any faster than a slow crawl." he replied with a smirk.

"Jenkins, shut the hell up and jump out that window. I'll meet you down stairs."

"What!? Why me!? You've got more padding than I do." he said as he climbed out the window. He jumped and hit a particularly smelly black bag that blew up in a explosion of dirty diapers and baby powder.

I heard the older man chuckling as he came out from the lobby and jumped into their car. I was already pulling out of the driveway when they were both in the car. I took off down the old dust road. The felt like it was melting my truck.

The officers were gaining. I realized there were only two options I had. Hope these guys are as bad at driving as they are at being police officers and just keep going forward. Or I could go off road considering this truck was literally built for it.

I took option two.

The engine roared as I planted my foot to the floor and turned sharply on the wheel getting a small fish tail as I charged into the dry desert landscape. The cops followed us in but were quickly lost in a plume of dust and sand that surrounded them. I turned sharply again back towards the road and started speeding back down it.

We were already too far away to see the car when the dust finally settled.

We pulled over at an abandoned gas station to take a break. I had been driving for almost a whole day and the road had almost lulled me to sleep on a couple occasions so I decided it would be a good idea to get out and stretch a bit for the long nights drive ahead of us. I figured we couldn't stop in towns or really at all any more considering we were now fugitives of the United States government. The same government I had to convince to help a world of ponies that could or could not exist. It wasn't until a week later that I would have that question answered.

Never the less, my heart stopped when I saw black vehicles coming towards us from both sides escorted by two helicopters. Three were black but one seemed a bit out of place. It was a police helicopter and when it broke off from the pack and circled around us over head I noticed our two favorite police officers sitting in the back.

Damn, this is about to really really suck isn't it? Why can't I just live a normal life?

"FREEZE FBI!" half of the men and women yelled as they jumped out of the black vehicles.

"Landen, I'm gonna kill you if we make it out of this." Nick said to me as one of the agents came up to him kicked him into the dirt and zip tied his hands together. Soon another agent did the same to me.

"You're a real piece of work scumbag." he said as he pushed my head into the back of the SUV.

"You have... no.... idea." I said flatly.

It was a long car ride to Washington D.C. not to mention way passed where I was supposed to be in Minnesota. Better get comfy.

I was walking along a pathway through a heavily forested area. Birds were singing a beautiful melody and the sun was high in the cloudless bright blue sky. The scent of pine trees was all around and the sound of the breeze traveling though the branches and leaves fit perfectly with the song the birds were singing.

I was alone... but it was a different kind of 'alone'. I was tranquil and at peace with my body and mind. I felt I could walk like this forever and never ever stop. Then in the sea of green I saw something unusual and out of place. A small pink tree. The leaves were a little deeper tinted than the brighter more vibrant shad of the trunk. It was alone. Not with any other tree, in fact it seemed the other trees were avoiding it. Shunning it even.

I walked over to the tree, sat down next to it and leaned my back against it.

The tree seemed to lean back against my body.

Then the sun grew larger and brighter until all that existed was a bright white light.

I woke up in a very dark room. One single light hung above my head and swayed gently as if there was a breeze in the room.

My eyes finally adjusted to the darkness present and an outline of a man sitting across from me presented itself to me.

"So, talking to pink ponies, stealing your parents vehicle, kidnapping another teenager, and running around naked in the hallway of a hotel in the middle of Idaho... and you're not on drugs? None at all? Well than... I'm impressed." the voice was deep and gravel like. It was unpleasant to say the least.

"Look man…" I started but was cut off as the man slammed his fist down on the little metal table and shouted at me.

"DO YOU THINK THIS IS A GAME OR SOMETHING? YOU DON'T GET ANY RESTARTS BUDDY! THERE'S NO CHECKPOINTS!" he stopped and took a breath. "You screwed up.... big time. And now it's time for you to answer to those screw ups."

"Hey man! I'm doing my best here! I know I've done wrong but I have people depending on me right now! People who won't survive any longer unless I can get them the help they need!" I yelled at him. It seemed like no one got the kind of time crunch I was in.

"Yeah well tell that to the..."

The door opened and a furry pink man walked in dressed as a diner service man from a fancy hotel.

"What the hell is this! How did you find this place." the man reached for his gun right as the bell hop said "Dinner is served!" and threw the tray at the man’s head knocking him unconscious.

"Why do you look so familiar?" I asked the man.

The bell hop ripped off his cloths revealing a surprisingly well disguised Pinkie Pie.

"Pinkie!" I yelled in joy.

She ran up to me and slapped me. She slapped me! And I just showed her how happy I was to see her too!

"That's for throwing me into Froggy Bottom Bog! Meanie weanie!" she said to me with a frown dawning her face.

"Oh come on! You know I didn't mean to!" I pleaded. She finally gave me a sly grin and said "you're not forgiven... yet!"

"Oh come on Pinkie!" I protested.

She bit at the zip ties around my wrists until they broke. Nick poked his head in the room and told Pinkie and I we didn't have much time.

"Well, I guess this is goodbye until next time." I said with a sad smile on my face.

"I guess so..."

Awkward silence filled the room; I didn't know what to do so I stuck out my hand as if to ask for a handshake. She jumped at me and brought me into a hug. She smelt like cotton candy. I hugged her back for a few seconds and then broke the embrace.

"Until next time," she said “I’ll keep in touch!" she pointed to my ear. I dug in my pockets and found the little ear piece and slipped it into my ear. I gave her a small smile than got up and out the door.

We both went opposite ways until I heard the familiar sound of her jumping into a computer screen.

"Dude, that was really awkward. Like super awkward."

"Thanks Nick, I hadn't noticed." I said as we sprinted out of what looked like an abandoned warehouse.

"Man! All of our stuff was in the truck! We're so boned!" I exclaimed.

"Well I know a guy who knows a guy who could get us to the Mall of America lickety split!" Nick said.

"....... You had this contact this whole time?! We could have avoided all of this!" I yelled at him.

"Hey man! You didn't ask!"

"Just tell that guy to tell the other guy do help us get there!" I told him.

"Already done! You can thank me later by the way." he said.

"Thank you for wh..." just then a helicopter flew over head and landed in a clearing in front of the warehouse.

"But.. you just..." I stuttered.

"That's not even the part you should be thanking me for." he said slyly to me. I didn't catch his drift until I saw her step out of the plane.

She was absolutely gorgeous. She was around my age and had brown hair, a fantastic figure, and beautiful green eyes.

"Thank you..." was all I was able to mutter.

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Chapter $

By: LIGHTNING FLARE

"You know, the quicker you pull your jaw up from the floor, the quicker we can get a move on." she said with a sly grin and a surprisingly Hispanic accent.

"Oh... was I-I staring? My mistake my lady,” I took a moment to bow here “I just couldn't help but notice how stunning you look." I said regaining my composure and returning a grin of my own.

She turned back with a small laugh and entered the helicopter. She truly was beautiful, everything a guy could want in a girl. Long brown curly hair, legs that seemed to never end, and not to mention a rather attractive face....

She was too good to be true.

"Hey man, I know what you're thinking." Nick said on a side note, "And all I have to say about it is, one she's too old for you bro, two she's too old for you bro, and three, hmmm what was three, oh yeah! She's too old for you bro, even if she wasn't she's way outta your league."

"Hey man. I got a few tricks up my sleeve. Trust me when I say I'm good with the ladies." I replied sending two pointed thumbs in the air with a nerdy smile.

Nick sighed.

However there was absolutely no truth in the words I had just spoken. I was hopeless when it came to handling situations involving the opposite sex! Ever since my first girlfriend in sixth grade (which ultimately amounted to a pen pal) I haven't ever had a random stroke of luck with girls. Maybe I was thinking this was my lucky break.

As we entered the helicopter the first thing I noticed was the fact that it was a Boeing Chinook, the likes of which I was to believe was only purchased by military. The fact the a supposed airline, of which I did not know the name, gave me a bit of confidence back. I was still suspicious though.

That should have been a HUGE red flag.

The second thing I noticed about the vehicle was how crazy fancy the inside was, seriously this thing probably costs as much as a mansion. We sat down on a row of luxurious tan leather seats across from a bar. Nick seemed to be eyeing something but I couldn't tell what it was.

As we began to ascend into the sky I felt a nudge against my left rib where Nick was sitting. I turned to look at him with confusion on my face until I noticed the fear on his. He cocked his head to the left as if to point at the bar, and that's when I saw the pistol grip subtly hidden under the bar.

"This is not my contact." he whispered before the woman sat down in a chair to the right of the bar with a wine glass in one hand... and a pistol in the other.

"So boys, let's make this quick... and painless." she said in a low sultry voice that just about amounted to a whisper.

"Look, eeehhh... sorry I never caught your name." I said cautiously.

"Victoria."

"Look, Victoria, we don't want any trouble. We just need to"

"SHUT UP" she commanded raising her weapon.

So... just as anyone else in my shoes would have done, I shut up.

"We have long enough been trailed and spied on by you DEA scum! It’s time for this to come to an end. “ she screamed, then continued on a little more composed. “We have tried everything to make you understand that we do not take kindly to your kind of work. Killing, shooting, dismembering, even decapitating your agents… and yet you still come after us.”

Wait.... Da fauq? Am I about to be shot for a little pink pony?

“But I guess we can always try again..” a devilish smile dawned her face as she put down her drink on the bar and pulled out a large machete from behind it.

Correction to the last thought that I had, I’m going to be stabbed for a little pink pony.

"We're not DEA! You think we're DEA!?" Nick asked very nervously.

"Do not lie to me pig! Or will gut you like you are one!"

And then it was Nick's turn to shut up.

"We have been watching you two. You're the ones the Federales have been 'looking' for! But we both know it is just another of your tricks!" she spit, as she finished that last sentence, right on my shoe.

"Look! All we want to do is get to the damn Mall of America so I can be told by a magical pink pony named Pinkie Pie how to save her home from complete destruction by pie!" I screamed back at her.

Confusion hit her like a brick to the forehead and right as it did so I jumped up tackling her to the ground knocking the gun away. I pinned her arms to the ground. When the weapon hit the floor it discharged and the bullet struck an apparent vital pipe inside the chopper.

Suddenly we were sent into a spinning motion.

We were going down.

Victoria suddenly headbutted me and jump up to her feet in a fighting stance.

No me being a gentleman I didn’t want to hit the girl, until she pulled out the machete, then I just wanted to get away from her. She ran at us in full sprint, spinning and jumping the sword doing a spinning motion around her fingers.

“Screw that!” I screamed as I just bulled her over Nick right behind me.

I saw two parachutes on the wall next to the back of the helicopter. We sprinted over to the ramp, slamming the button to open it and putting on the chutes.

Deciding she wanted to stop the two idiots who ruined a perfectly good stolen chopper and attacking one of the greatest and most powerful drug cartels in Mexico. She reached for the pistol and sent five shots our way.

We so narrowly dodged our heads being popped like balloons by jumping out the back. I watched the helicopter continue to descend faster and faster before I decided I didn't want to see how it ended. Looking down I noticed not only that we were about to hit the ground but that we were in a heavily populated area. We pulled the chutes and landed soon after. I face planted and Nick nimbly rolled onto his feet.

A soft groan was all that left my mouth as I ate asphalt.

We quickly ditched the chutes and ran to the side walk panting from the run.

I decided now was as good a time as any to sit down and take a break for a while. Saving a world of ponies is hard work!

"Hey.... Look at that..." Nick said between breaths, I then took notice to a small green sign pointing right in front of us that read 'Mall of America'.

"OH, COME ON!!!"

We entered the mall soon after that in our tattered clothes. We both decided it was time of some new apparel. We went into Macy's and shopped around for a bit finally finding some new duds.

Nick had gone with some dark blue jeans and a simple black t-shirt. Over it he wore a brown leather jacket.

I had gone with a similar pair of jeans along with a dark blue hooded sweatshirt and a grey jacket over it.

Minnesota is rather cold this time of year.

Regardless we looked like bad asses and were ready for whatever this mission is to throw at us next. Just then a certain pink pony decided it was time to jump out of a computer in a shop next to Macy's and come right up to us.

"Hiya!"

"And YOU get facepalm and YOU get a facepalm!" I screamed at the small crowd gathering around us.

A small instance of silence fell upon us, until a bubbly voice told me I was very silly and giggled afterwards.

The whole crowd made a simultaneous gasp.

"Pinkie, remember what I you about these kinds of things?"

"Yepper deppers!" she replied.

"You're not doing it... at all."

A woman in the back screamed. "ALIEN! RUUUUUUUUUNNNN!"

Just like that the whole mall exploded into chaos. People running every which way and scrambling to try to grab stuff from stores.

All three of our jaws dropped at the incredible display of crazy before us.

I turned towards pinkie determination in my eyes. "Pinkie, what's the next step? What do we have to do?"

"Ummmm I don't really know!" just as she ended her sentence her tail started pointing in a direction. "oh! My Pinkie sense! It's gonna lead us to what we need, Let's go!"

Then the unmistakable sound of gunfire filled the mall.

We looked towards the origin of the noise and saw what most would say was the impossible.

Victoria, burned, bruised, and battered, was walking slowly towards us with a gang of cartel members armed to the teeth.

"We are so fu...." Nick was not allowed to finish his sentence for it was cut off by a barrage of bullets ripping our surroundings to shreds.

Without thinking I picked Pinkie up and tossed her behind a wall where her tail was pointing us to. Nick followed her and I followed him. I picked Pinkie up and hiked her up on my back like a back pack, letting her tail point us towards our goal.

The world around us was exploding into dust and debris. Pillars and couches and windows all around us turned to shreds in an instant.

"Right!" Pinkie commanded. So I went right, which led us right into the middle of the Mall where the park was located.

"This is where we're supposed to go?!" I yelled

Another few rounds struck a garbage can next to us so we continued sprinting.

"Alright! I'm done with this! You guys go! I'll hold them off!" Nick yelled over the gunfire.

"Are you loco in the coco!?" Pinkie asked.

"Yeah man, what she said! It's suicide!" I supported.

"You guys are gonna need time to find it, whatever it is! I'll by you that time!"

"Nick you don't have to..."

"Just go man! I got this!"

He started to scream and wave his hands like a mad man and the whole gang followed him. Where he went I had no idea, but he got them off our trial and that's all the mattered.

I let Pinkie down and we started to follow her tail again.

"Landen... I'm sorry about, Nick." she solemnly said.

"It's alright, he'll be alright! It won't matter because everything will be alright." I stated confidently.

Even though nothing was alright.

I had made many enemies in this journey so far and not enough friends. It felt like everything was against me. Every odd possible tipped towards my failure in this journey, and I knew it. Not to mention the fate of an entire race depended on my success. I was shutting down; I fell to my knees exhausted not knowing what else to do, so I just sat there. I had forgotten what I was fighting for and why. I didn't want to do anything anymore. I just wanted to be alone for ever never bothered to save a world ever again. The stress of it all was just too much in that one instant.

And then it all melted way when a pair of hooves wrapped around my neck and pulled me into an embrace.

Pinkie was giving me a big hug, she wasn't asking me why I had stopped or yelled at me to get going. She just hugged me and I returned the favor.

I remembered what I was fighting for right then and there. I wasn't just fighting for a world, or even to prove to myself I could do it, I was fighting for friendship. For my friendship with someone who I hold dearly to my heart.

Suddenly I was jolted with energy. I was ready to take on the world!

"Let’s do this."

We sprinted to where her tail was pointing until it just laid down limply. We both looked around confounded by the lack of our pink fluffy compass to guide us to our destination.

"I-I don't get it, it should be right here!" she exclaimed.

I started to search our surroundings. There were food stands and a roller coaster but nothing that looked important, and then I looked up.

There it was, the object of our desire. Whatever was inside of the giant Pepsi ball right above our heads was what we needed and I just knew it. I could only really tell because of the slight luminescent glow coming from within the ball.

"Pinkie! Look!" I pointed up at the ball and she nodded smiling.

"But how are we going to get up there!?"

"Oh I know just the thing!" she then proceeded to pull out her signature party cannon, load herself up, and launch up into the ball.

"That mare is going to put me in an early grave."

"I don't think it's her you have to worry about DEA dirt bag."

I slowly turned my head around to see Victoria standing there with that same large.... and I mean LARGE... machete.

"This is gonna hurt... a lot... isn't it?"

"Oh more than you could even imagine!" she smiled insanely.

I knew I was staring at certain doom. Maybe it was just the fact that it didn't matter because Pinkie had what she needed and my mission was over, but for whatever reason I just stood there completely frozen.

Then I saw Nick.

"HEY BITCH! I SAVED SOMETHING FOR YA!" he screamed from the top of a coaster and threw a small object at Victoria.

She caught it with a look of pure fear and stumbled back into a food stand. The next thing I saw was the food stand blow up into a million pieces.

"Wow... grossly effective. Nice job Nick!"

Suddenly he was being shot at again and took off running around the coaster yelling, “Get outta here guys!”

"Catch me Landen."

Suddenly I had a pink pony in my arms.

"Aww! My hero!" she said sweetly.

I deadpanned and dropped her.

"Ouch!"

As Pinkie and I left the mall I was cautiously yet curiously examining the small blue orb. It seemed to not be harmful considering I hadn’t been hurt by it yet. It gave off little tiny electric bolts of energy that seemed to travel to your finger tips when you touched it.

"So what's with the orb Pinkie? What's it gonna do?" I asked curiously.

"Well your government has been working on a portal type thingy that can transport me and all the pies back to Equestria! The only problem is they haven’t been able to find a proper power source for the doo dad. This blue orb is the answer to their energy problem."

"So that's why we need the President huh?" I concluded.

"yup!"

"Well then all we need to do is catch a ride to DC! Can't be that hard right?" I exclaimed.

As if on cue what looked like an entire army now had us surrounded and were point lots and LOTS of weapons at us.

"Not hard at all apparently."

((A/N: Now I know exactly what you're all thinking, "Hey Flare! What the heck man! This is crap, and it's not even long!." and while I know this is true i would just like to tell you one thing... one simple little word.... Stickaroundforthefinale. K THNX BAI.))