Author's Note

This is just a little break chapter, just some silly moments taking in between the actual mountain trek. Enjoy the momentary segment of randomess.

Some R & RvB *Break Chapter*

The group during their venture decided to take a break from the walking; in the midst of the break Outlook and Pinkie looked out into the distance of the mountain range seeing nothing more than trees as far as the eye could see. With the others going about their business, the two began to go over some age old discussions.

"Hey Outlook." Pinkie started by looking towards the bird .

"Yeah?" Outlook responded.

"You ever wonder why we're here?" The party mare asked.
"It's one of life's greatest mysteries isn't it? I mean are we the product of some great cosmic coincidence, or is there gods watching over us. You know, with some plan for us and stuff... I dunno, but it keeps me up at night." Outlook said as he just looked into the sky and stared into the sun, leaving Pinkie utterly confused.

"What? I mean why are we just staring out into the wilderness?" Pinkie asked as she looked back into the trees.

"Well... I-I mean-" Outlook began to ramble as he broke out of his trance.

"And what was all that stuff about gods?" Pinkie added.

Outlook just stared down, not paying attention to Pinkie's questions, "Nothing."

"You wanna talk about it?" Pinkie asked making the owl feel more comfortable about his philosophical episode.

"No." Outlook deadpanned; luckily Applejack showed up to break the awkwardness of the conversation.

As those three were going about that discussion; Circuit and Twilight were performing some robotic operation on Scalor, well Circuit was doing most of the work as Twilight observed the strange and mysterious technology within the metallic chest cavity, "Why are you tinkering with Scalor anyway?"

"Something in his vocal processor is acting up, so I'm just tinkering with it." Circuit replied as he looked carefully at his leaders literal voice box and poked it with a electrical tool until a small light turned green.

"Creo que lo arreglaron Circuito!" Scalor responded, though it seemed like the vocal processor was working properly... something was lost in translation.

"Uhh... I doubt you fixed it." Twilight replied as Circuit looked into a book about voice box repair.

"¿Que? ¿Hay algo mal con mi voz?" Scalor asked as the look on the two were of utter confusion.

"What is he saying?!" Twilight asked as the language was completely lost to her; she knew ancient Equish, binary, even languages thought dead for thousands of years, but Spanish was just something she never got a hold of.

"Hold on, I'm working on it!" Circuit shouted as he got back into the chest cavity and began to rework on the voice.

"¡Bien, apurate, no quiero unirme a los Desperados!" Scalor continued as he began to flail his arms like crazy.

"Well if you would stop squirming..." Circuit grunted as he tried to do his best without injuring himself. Eventually the light turned blue and things seemed to stabilize.

"I guess that fixed it." Scalor said, his voice back to normal, "HA! My voice is fixed, I don't have to join the Desperados!"

"The who?" Twilight asked.

"Another mercenary team." Circuit said. Eventually the group got up and continued the trail going on about odd things such as the tactical advantages of a box canyon in the middle of nowhere, how odd no actual robot attacks struck the town but rather the Lightning 7, or whether or not Headlight fluid was actually real or not. It seemed pointless to actually talk about most of those things, but it seemed like a good waste of time and broke the dull silence of the journey.