Author's Note

Just an idea I had suddenly after watching tv. Don't know if it'll be good, but feedback would be appreciated.

Cue The Fanfare!

Time.

The very word brings up different types of realities from different alterations. There can be an infinite amount with very small changes making the biggest difference.

There is a Equestria where Tirek has ruled, the Flim Flam brothers corrupt the land with their horrible sale pitches, Sombra starting a war, Queen Chrysalis fighting against the resistance, and even one where Discord. . .just chased Celestia and Luna around on a unicycle in a clown costume.

Yes, laugh. Or Facepalm. Whatever suits whoever would listen.

Anyways, the main focus here is not the endless possible universes that have Equestria. . .it's more the opposite. But, once again; who really cares?

A Fun Day!

Here, we have a dragon; an ordinary dragon. His name is Spike. Seems easy enough to remember, but-

''Hey! Hey, i-is this thing on?'' Peewee asked. He is a Phoenix, and Spike's best friend. Though, his name comes from his size. A Phoenix he may be, though he is a kid, about the size of a bucket of paint.

''I don't know.'' came the reply from Spike, shrugging as he picked a claw at the camera lens.

"Well, I don't know what to do," Peewee chirped, preening one of his wings.

Spike instantly grew annoyed. They had been trying to get the camera to work for 25 minutes. All he wanted was to do was do a video recording. So he did what he thought would be appropriate. He yelled.''Well figure it out then!''

''Don't yell at me, unless you want me to throw a rock at you!" Peewee frowned, waddling over to the wall of

''Peewee!~ Do it! ...Just do it already!''

''Who are you calling Peewee?!''

''You, you stupid bird! That's your name!''

''...Ooooooooh. Sorry. Wait...I think it's working. Yea, it's working. You're good.''

''Thank you.''

Here we have his take on the world around him in the format of a video file.

''So, why are we doing this again?''

''So maybe we can bury this in our-

Thawck!

''Yeooooowch! Why'd you slap me with a skillet?!''

''I did?''

''Yes, you're holding it right now!''

''Suppose I am. Well, out the window it goes. Fore!''

Clang!

''Hey, what where you're throwing that! You almost messed up my wing!''

''Sorry, Rainbow Dash!''

...

''Think we should dial it back it bit for the future people watching this?''

''Yep.''

''Fine. Rebooting in 3...2...1...Now.

Reset clip;

Label Name; Why?

Creators; Spike and Peewee.

Take: #3.

Initializing...

...Complete.

Here we have in a normal day in Ponyville. Ponies traded and sold goods,fillies and colts went to school to learn, and the magic of friendship was spread throughout. Focusing in on a more specific point was the castle of Princess Twilight Sparkle, the Princess of Friendship. Deep in the halls was a longing quiet. Normally some ponies would come through here looking for a book for advice for the monarch of friends herself. But that was on lax days. This is Friday, so it's an exception. Her most trusted assistant ever sat in his room contemplating what had just occurred.

''Oh great, we hit yet another civilian. This is starting to become dangerous.'' Spike paced back and forth, paying no mind the rocks flying into his open bedroom window, contacting the wall above him.

''I don't know; we may be on a streak with this.''

''Peewee, focus; I called you here for a reason. A valid one at that!''

''Ok, ok; don't jump the proverbial gun on this. I just wanted to admire our indirect handiwork.''

Then there was Peewee the Phoenix. Ideally, the way these two came into contact was rather strange. Spike was walking to Sugarcube corner when an egg dropped out of the sky from a portal. At the time, they chose not to question it. Like, at all. The majestic bird had a bright red and orange coat of feathers, cascading in the pattern of waves. Currently, he was busy punching some numbers into a calculator with a dealer's hat on.

''What are you doing?''

''I've got to sell my bird food stock when the price is at its highest before I go broke!''

''Wait, wait.'' Spike snatched the calculator away from the immortal bird. ''You have stocks...in bird food?''

''Don't you?''

''...Ugh. No.'' Spike simply turned around and rubbed off a growing headache. ''Where did you even get the money and knowhow to do this?''

''Well,'' Peewee clicked his tongue. ''I was flying to Canterlot when this portal opened, right?''

''Right.'' Spike nodded. ''Continue.''

''There was this human from Earth #2 who almost went splat if not for me. He helped me start my stocks.''

That caused Spike to nearly fall over and groan. Humans coming to Equestria, more specifically this one is like tourism; it's bound to happen, so best put on that poker face.

''What was his-''

''YEEEAAAAAHHH WOOOOOOO!'' a high pitched voice called before slamming into Spike's room, decimating everything on the far side, an almost gargantuan sized-hole left in its wake.

''What now?! Can't I get my point across?'' Peewee cawed in depression.

''Never fear, your savior and black and red is here!'' a male's voice called in extreme joy.

''Nnggh! Wilson, get off of me!''

''Sorry, kitty got your tongue?''

''Now! Before I gut you.''

''Oh, really? Do it now, do it now!''

''Uhh....'' Spike and Peewee wondered, clutching onto each other just in case. Who could this be now?

''Come on, please?''

''Ask one time and I swear...just come on, let's leave!''

Okay, now that was a tad unexpected. At least, when somebody comes and does something like that, they announce themselves first rather than just screaming. And they use the door! Anyways, moving on.

''Okaaaay.'' Spike said warily. ''Back to what we were saying; who was it that helped with your...stocks?''

''Oh.'' Peewee waved a wing in a dismissive manner. ''His name was Warren Buffet or something like that. But, anyways...Give back my calcuator, I need to still crunch numbers!'' he tackled his owner to the ground.

''I thought we were doing our time capsule video!'' Spike retorted, struggling to keep the device from the grabby phoenix.

''Give it!''

''No!''

''Don't make me yell at you!''

''You're already doing that, you compulsive bird!''

''Love-deprived dragon!''

''Half-bit nutcracker!''

''Greedy punting bag!''

''You-Wait, what?'' now that stopped Spike's advances to think for a moment.

''Punting bag.'' Peewee panted. ''Ya know, when you got punted by Twilight for cracking that joke about poison joke?''

''Oh. Stop doing that!''

''Don't make me-

Their conversation was cut short by a ear-shattering scream that made the very ground itself reverberate and thump. Turning their heads towards the gaping hole in the castle's wall. Peering into the sky, a small blur was rapidly travelling towards the pair, the sheer speed causing the air around it causing it to condense and catch fire.

''Uh, Spike; you think we should, oh I don't know: run?!''

''...No, besides we are fireproof, so we'll be fine.'' Spike confidently smirked. Then it hit him. ''I am not so sure about the castle,''

''Well, isn't Twilight here? Maybe she can-

''Ooooohhhh.~'' a shrill voice sang. ''Destruction, description, chaos and crumble, it's going to be a big one; who's ready to rumble?''

Wait. Spike knew that voice. Or more so everypony else did. It was hard not to know that annoying voice belonged to. Shoot, he caused this messed up Equestria.

''Discord!'' Spike lept into action, breathing fire onto his left claw as the other faced to the ceiling, a six-stared octagonal rune appeared. ''Egis Kempt!'' he shouted, a brilliant white light engulfing the room. When is died down to an ebb, a magnificent sword was clutched in his hand. This sword was forged by the greatest Unicorn smith; Flaming Anvil. The blade was capable of splitting mountains, blocking a barrage of arrows, cutting the wind itself in half and being nationally known as a beacon of light and hope in the more darkest hours of Equestria's existence.

And a power like that was in Spike's claws. What could go wrong?

''Oh, hello Spike. Peewee.'' Discord greeted. ''I couldn't help but notice-''

''Die, you freakshow!'' an enraged Pinkie Pie popped into reality in the middle of the room, wildly swinging her forehoof to strike to Spirit of Disharmony.

The resulting contact placed a immense pressure, causing a shift in gravity which the still standing walls were decimated into dust, all of Spike's belonging's being eradicated.

'My stuff!'

''Heh, you're pretty good.'' Pinkie complimented, her hoof in a stalemate with Discord's bear paw as each fought for dominance.

''Same to you, Element of Laughter; you almost caught me off guard, but you do g-get props for breaking my paw. I-I'm only holding this up by sheer willpower a-alone.~''

''Um, guys; that thing's getting closer.'' Peewee looked the sky to observe the speeding projectile hurdling at them.

''In a second!/Hold it!''

''But what about-''

''Oh my Celestia; everypony, run for the hills!" a voice shouted that sounded like...Apple Bloom?

''Wait, what about my time-capsule video?!'' Spike asked.

''C-Can it wait, Spikey?'' Pinkie tried her best to smile, but was currently struggling under the strength of Discord, every one of her veins pulsing. ''Trying to kill Discord!''

''Why?'' Peewee wondered, typing away on a old fashioned typewriter. ''Hold that thought; what do think me making a statement about my stocks increasing to the Canterlot High Council?''

''Oh forget it; I don't have time for this!'' Spike couldn't take being interrupted anymore. ''Xin Pulse!'' a wave of golden light began to gather around the sword, the wind blowing with a fierce intensity. The temperature in the room dropped considerably, almost being related to the winter of the Crystal Empire. A song of angels silently sang in the background in tandem with his anger propelling the blade's power even more.

''Um, S-Spike?!'' Peewee yelled over the blowing wind; having to clutch onto a pillar to not be blown away.

''No, I've had it! I just wanted to record a video diary! Now everyone will pay!''

''U-Uh, Spikey; you okay there?''

''Spike, my dear lad; are you-''

''Shut it! I am sick of this crap!'' his anger had tipped the breaking point. Clutching his sword with so much raw emotion, just looking at somepony could turn them to stone. Opening his free claw, the raw power of the flames pushed back the battling duo, out of what little of his room he possessed and out of Ponyville with a simple gesture in their direction.

''Whoa!'' Peewee looked astounded. ''I didn't know you could do-''

''...Fly! '' Spike angled his sword like a spear, hurling it towards the speeding figure with precision.

The effect was instant.

''Curse yoooooou!'' a cockish voice complained.

During the entirety of everypony's rant, the one thing nobody seemed to realize was that the camera filming this was still on, easily identified by the red glowing light.

''Okay...let's just...no. Screw it, the ponies of the future should deserve to know about how crazy Equestria is.'' Spike turned over to, literally a small smidget of his room where the outline of the seemingly indestructible camera sat. Plant his sword in the ground and landing on his rear, a deep sigh came out.

''I will just assume you all saw and heard that. Well, the point of all this was to tell how bad it is in Equestria alone! I've been almost everywhere on Equss, but this place takes the cake. If you ever expect to come here, think again. You will chased out of here with live fish and pastries. Now that sounds good, but try it when they explode...and have the capacity to wipe your memory. Soooo, yeah; that was about it,'' Spike observed his room. ''Well, shit; Peewee?''

''Y-Yea?'' the phenoix replied, somehow dangling on a house next to his room by bubblegum.

''Come on; we gotta check and make sure I didn't blow anybody's eardrums out.'' his voice trailed off as he got behind the camera.

''Kay, but wasn't that Garble you just killed?''

''That was. And I did. So, what: sue me.''

Shutting down...

...Goodbye. ;)