Author's note: The following are a series of ‘bloopers’ that I thought could have occurred if my story was being filmed like a show or a movie, rather than written. Think of it like Pixar’s old blooper reels they put in the credits of Monsters Inc. or Toy Story 2.

This is non-cannon and should not be taken seriously, but enjoy either way :)

“Ok, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Twinkleshine said as she raised the lid of the tray with her magic long enough to pull out a cup filled with ice cubes. With a wicked grin, she proceeded to dump the entire cup of ice on Twilight’s exposed back.

“AAAHHHH! COLD COLD COLD COLD COLD CO—”

“GAH!”

Twilight flinched so hard, she accidentally punched Twinkleshine in the face.

“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry!” the purple mare cried from her place on the floor. “Are you ok?”

“Yes, I think so,” Twinkleshine said, rubbing her eye and looking as the film crew. “Am I bleeding?”

“Hold on,” a stagehoof yelled as he rushed forward and gave her face a quick inspection. “No, you’re good. And hey, even if it was bad, we’ve got plenty of ice right here!” He kicked a cube for emphasis.

“Ha ha, very funny,” Twilight groaned as she sat up, rolling her eyes at the chuckling spreading across the set.

“Just make sure to step back next time,” the director said. “CUT! We’ll try that again after lunch, ponies!”

“Hey, Flush Sentry!” Spike exclaimed.

“Wait, 'Flush' Sentry?” Twilight asked in confusion, looking back at Spike.

“Oh, buck,” Spike muttered, face-clawing.

“I wasn’t aware that I was a toilet,” Flash deadpanned with a completely straight face.

They all stared at each other for about two seconds and burst into laughter.

“CUT!” the director yelled.

“SHINY!” Twilight yelled, leaping off the couch before sprinting over and tackling her brother so strongly that they collided with the fake wall, knocking it over completely with a massive crash and a cloud of dust.

“MY CABBAGES!” Pinkie yelled.

“Pinkie, why do you have cabbages back there? And aren’t you supposed to be on the set for Spero right now?” Applejack asked from across the set.

“I’m on break,” Pinkie replied nonchalantly. “And what are YOU doing here?”

“I’m here ta pick up the latest version of the script.”

The director just groaned and shook his head.

“CUT! Be more gentle next time, Twilight.”

“Please,” came the pained voice of Shining Armor.

“And Pinkie, just go…over there…”

“How about under there?”

“Under where?” Applejack asked in confusion.

“Not underwear, silly, under there!”

Applejack double-face-hoofed as Pinkie grinned. “I shoulda’ seen that one comin’.”

“You really should have,” the director said with a smirk. Then he turned to the camerapony. “Hey, why are you still filming this?”

“For the blooper reel! This is awesome!”

“Just be sure that we are invited to the wedding,” Luna said with a smirk as she stood up and looked at Golden Heart. “We nearly missed yours after that letter was misplaced by my forgetful sister,” she added, smirking as Celestia stuck her tongue out at the younger alicorn.

Suddenly, music that wouldn’t have been out of place at a wedding began to play from Lyra’s lyre. Shining and Cadence both glared at the unicorn, who merely stuck out her tongue and winked.

Then all the strings on the lyre suddenly snapped, causing Lyra to let out a girlish scream and throw the lyre in a panic as she fell of her chair. It landed squarely on Twilight’s horn.

“Nice shot,” Flash quipped as the entire group burst into laughter.

Even the director was chuckling. “CUT!”

Horror, pain, confusion, sadness…

Guilt…

The eyes… The narrator exclaimed dramatically. Camera 7 then activated to show Celestia bursting into Twilight’s room.

Or, at least, she tried to.

INSTEAD, said monarch of the sun tripped just outside room and hit the door headfirst, piercing it with her horn.

The door slowly opened, carrying a confused Celestia with it, and Twilight buried her face in her pillow, hooting with laughter at the sight of her teacher.

“Um, can we try that again?” Celestia asked sheepishly.

“CUT!”

“Sister, I have some concerns,” Luna said once the room had been sealed with a soundproof spell.

“So did the editor, but the script has never looked better,” Celestia said, smirking as both Luna and Golden Heart lost their composure and tried to swallow their laughter.

“CUT! What was that? What is so funny?”

“Oh, you know, just a little harmless teasing from your friendly neighborhood editor,” the editor said, winking.

“…Are you teasing me about all those mistakes in the last version of the script I sent you?”

“You mean the one where Flash was shuttering like a window, Twilight’s tail was singing instead of being singed, and where Rainbow’s wings grew mussels instead of muscles?”

"I'll take that as a yes,” the director groaned, face-clipboarding. The editor giggled before giving him a playful kiss on the cheek.

“You are getting better.”

“I know, just…HEY! Why are you still filming this!?”

“Because it's ADORABLE!” the camerapony said, smirking as the director and editor both blushed.

“Alicorns, Defenders of Equestria, may I present to you, the worlds most powerful artifact, that which has been lost to us for thousands of years! THE ELEMENT OF MAGIC!”

The Queen pulled the blank cover off the raised pedestal with a flourish to reveal…a head of cabbage.

“PINKIE!” Twilight yelled, facehoofing as everypony looked at the glass case in confusion.

“This is gonna be a long day,” the director sighed as he took another sip of white hot chocolate. But he was smiling, at least. “CUT!”

“Alicorns, Defenders of Equestria, may I present to you, the worlds most powerful artifact, that which has been lost to us for thousands of years! THE ELEMENT OF MAGIC!”

The Queen pulled off the black cover off the raised pedestal with a flourish to reveal a gem stone in the shape of what would have been a six-pointed star if two of the points were not broken and missing their ends.

Only NOW there was small white dog chewing on it. Upon being revealed, he looked up at the shocked audience.

“Arf arf!” he barked, wagging his tiny tail excitedly as a blue aura suddenly surrounded him.

“Sorry!” a squeaky voice called out, and a much smaller version of Luna with a light blue, non-flowing mane dashed in. She grabbed the annoying dog in her magic, and the dog instantly fell asleep. “He’s supposed to be on set twelve for ‘The Moon in the Dark’.”

She frowned at the dog, then looked up at House Shining Star’s seating block. “Hi sis! And…older me. And lots of ponies I don’t know!”

And with that, she dashed back out.

What the hay? the director mouthed, not even noticing that all the papers were falling off his clipboard.

The editor, looking just as confused, managed to come to the rescue. “CUT!”

“Alicorns, Defenders of Equestria, may I present to you, the worlds most powerful artifact, that which has been lost to us for-“

“Arf arf!”

“Oh COME ON!” The Queen yelled in exasperation as the annoying dog dashed across the set again, this time being chased by a giant green spiky vine.

“WHY CAN’T I ABSORB YOU!?” a horrifying voice yelled before the vine grabbed the dog and retracted back out the door it had come through.

“I, that, what?” the director exclaimed, trying to pick his jaw up off the floor.

“Sorry! That was my fault. They’re a bit early and are practicing their big scene,” the editor called out, blushing and hiding behind her clipboard.

“Early for what? And what scene?” Pinkie called out.

“Oh, well, I’m filming a cross-over between Undertale and Ocarina of Time, and at one point there's a fight between Link and Omega-Flowey, and later in the fight the annoying dog saves Link from Flowey. That’s the scene they’re rehearsing, though I’m not sure why they’re doing it…here.”

“I like it! Can I have a cameo in that film? Huhhuhhuhhuh?”

“Probably not, Pinkie, sorry.”

“Ok, fun and really interesting crossovers aside, can somepony PLEASE go lock the door to our set so we don't have any more interruptions?!” the director groaned in exasperation. “I hate this job sometimes…CUT”

Looking sadly at the tray in front of her, Twilight blinked and squinted at the water glass. Gingerly lifting the glass, she removed a small slip of paper from underneath it and quickly read it.

"Bleep Bloop? That’s not—”

Twilight didn’t get too far beforePinkie suddenly appeared from inside the water glass, booped her nose, then disappeared again.
“Uhhhhhhh…”

“I’m not even gonna ask this time,” the director said. “CUT! Pinkie, no more being on stage if you’re not currently part of the scene!”

“Awwwww…”

“They already approved the mission,” Flash said, smiling smugly as Twilight gaped at him. “They told me to come and get you out. It seems that you beat us to the punch.”

Twilight opened her mouth as if to respond when a guard rounded the corner less than three feet away from the trio. Before he could react, Flash flicked a small bomb off his wing. It scored a direct hit with the guard’s face, causing the guard to immediately… go cross-eyes and began giggling?

“Ohhhh, every thing is spinny,” the guard said drunkenly, stumbling around with a goofy grin on his face.

“CUT!” the director yelled. “Flash, you’re supposed to use SLEEPER BOMBS!”

“I thought that’s what these were!” Flash defended. “I just used what the props team gave me! Why do we even HAVE…” He gaped as the guard started to snuggle the nearby door. “Drunken…inducing…drug bombs?”

“We don’t,” a prop pony yelled out. “We have alcohol for that!”

“Then where… PINKIE!” Twilight yelled.

“It wasn't me this time!” Pinkie yelled. “And I’m only here because I lost my baking sheets yesterday!”

“Then who…” the director began, and then he facehoofed. “DISCORD!”

“Yes?” Discord said, appearing above the set with his trademark grin.

“Please tell me WHY you’re messing with the props we have? Now because of you, we’re gonna have to delay shooting until tomorrow!”

“Oh, you know, just having a bit of fun, keeping things interesting” Discord said, smirking as Twilight tried to direct the drunken guard away from the wall he was now constantly walking into. “You really should loosen up. All that stress is bad for morale, you know.”

“I would be less stressed IF WE COULD HAVE FINISHED THE SCENE! And why are you even here? You don't show up until ACT 3!”

“Doesn’t mean I can’t drop by and check on your progress, now, does it?”

Discord winked and vanished in a flash of light.

“I despise him,” the director said, turning around to start fixing the mess.

“No, you don’t!” the editor yelled out, causing a few laughs to echo across the set.

Pointed at her.

Inches from her face, the narrator exclaimed epically as Camera 3 activated, showing the outside of the tent.

“Fre—“ Rainbow began, only for Twilight to scream in terror.

“AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Twilight’s magic flared to life almost instantly, her wings flapped once, and the entire tent and everyone inside was sent flying good ten feet away.

The only problem was that Twilight misjudged her angle, causing her horn to hit the top part of the tent. This, unfortunately, caused the tent and everypony involved to spin wildly out of control before crashing to the ground in a massive cloud of dust.

When the dust cleared, Twilight was upside-down on Big Mac’s back, Spike was up in a nearby tree, Flash had crashed into the concessions table for the cast, and Rainbow was tangled in the tent, her head sticking out of the small window on the back.

“CUT! Everyone still alive?” the director asked, getting a series of pained affirmatives.

“Oooooooo, that didn't work,” Spike groaned from up in the tree, his face looking unnaturally green.

“Mmmph,” Flash agreed, trying to swallow the blob of pretzels, chips, and half a sandwich that were currently stuck in his mouth.

“I regret not getting a stunt double…” Rainbow said, trying to free herself from the tent as stagehooves rushed forward to help her.

“Me too,” Twilight said, her eyes spinning in different directions “Thanks for catching me, Big Mac.”

“No problem.”

“Ok, be more careful next time, Twilight. Set up again!” the director called.

“No, we LIKE living in the forest surrounded by dangerous monsters that would attack us if not for our defenses. WHAT DO YOU THINK!?” Rainbow yelled, causing Twilight to flinch away.

“OH OH! I think about cake! And bronies! And cookies! And cabbage! And-“

“PINKIE! What did I say about being on set when you’re not in the scene?” the director yelled. Everypony on set just shook their heads, and almost no pony could hide their smiles.

“What about space? Do you think of space?” somepony yelled.

“Don't encourage—”

“OH YEAH! Space would be AWESOME! I’d fly to the moon, then moonwalk on the rings of Saturn!”

“I’d be the starship captain!” Applejack yelled out. “Bravely going where no pony has gone before!”

“And I would be the evil robot trying to stop you!” Rainbow exclaimed. “Surrender to the Borg!”

Everypony burst out laughing, and more ponies started calling out their ideas for the spaceship crewmembers.

“Can I be the director for that one?” the editor called out.

“Can we all FOCUS PLEASE! And Pinkie, PLEASE get back to your spot!”

“Oops, too early. Right, sorry,” Pinkie said sheepishly before dashing back to the village set piece.

“Admit it, you love that idea,” the editor said with a knowing grin.

“Maybe, but we need to finish this movie first! THEN I can see about making a Star Trek crossover without running into twenty thousand copyright claims.”

“A butler, an alicorn, and a dragon walk into a village in the forest. This has all the elements of a horrible joke,” Flash muttered, earning a smirk from Spike and a groan from Twilight.

“hehehe, good one, kid,” a low voice said.

Everypony jumped as a skeleton in a blue hoodie, sweats, and pink slippers appeared out of thin air only a few inches from Flash.

“CUT! Sans, why are you here?”

“looking for woona. she ran off set of ‘the moon in the dark’ chasing the annoying dog again. you seen them?”

“GET BACK HERE DOGGY!” Woona yelled, causing everypony to look up as she chased the small white dog across the lighting supports above the set.

“Arf arf!”

“that’s them,” Sans said. “i’ll get them out of your hair. or is it mane?”

He winked and vanished in a puff of logic.

“Now as for a guard, has anyone seen Pinkie?” Applejack asked the crowd gathered before her.
There was utter silence.

“Pinkie! That’s your cue!” the director yelled.

“It is? I though it was when she said ‘up dog.’”

“Why on earth would I say ‘up dog’?!” Applejack exclaimed. “What even is ‘up dog?’”

“Oh, nothing much, what’s up with you?” Pinkie said with a grin.

Applejack stopped, blinked, and face-hoofed. “Welp, Ah walked into that one. AGAIN!”

“Yes, yes you did,” Flash said as everypony laughed.

“Where did she even come up with that?” Applejack asked, trying not to smile.

“The editor,” Pinkie said. “She showed me this great comic with Sans and—“

“CUT! Sweetie, you are the best editor ever, but PLEASE! No more encouraging the cast to purposely create bloopers!”

“But they’re hilarious!” the editor said with a wide smile. “And I know you like them. Besides, you can’t stay mad at me.”

The director could do nothing to dispute that claim and merely grumbled as he got up from his chair to go get some more white hot chocolate.

“I’m also really good at breaking the fourth wall!” Pinkie said happily.

“The fourth wall?” Spike asked in confusion.

“Yeah, that wall over there, see?” Pinkie said, pointing a hoof directly at the camera.

“CUT! Wrong wall, Pinkie,” the director said, face-hoofing.

“Apples or pears?”

“I’ve never had eit—”

“Xbox 1 or PS4?”

“Huh?”

“Chimicherry or cherrychanga?”

“CUT!” the director yelled. “Pinkie, that wasn’t in the script.”

“But it totally fits! I mean, after the fourth wall joke, it totally fits here!”

“That—“ the director began before stopping and scratching his chin. “You know what? Yeah, it DOES fit. We’re keeping that take everypony. Lets move on!”

“I did it! I’m hov–”

“AHHHH!”

“EEK!” Twilight cried in shock, the sudden scream causing her to fire off a beam of magic that hit Rainbow right in the chest, turning her from a rainbow-colored pony into a rainbow-colored bookcase.

“Oops,” Twilight said, still hovering in mid air. “I think she might have been too good at scaring me.”

“I actually like this better than what’s in the script,” Flash said, grinning.

“We’re not keeping this take,” the director said.

“Aw, come on! It’s the perfect revenge!”

“NO, Flash.”

“BUT SHE’S SO PRETTY!” Pinkie exclaimed, sticking her face right in front of the camera.

“PINKIE! YOU’RE NOT ON IN THIS PART OF THE SCENE! JUST GO BAKE SOMETHING AND STAY OFF THE CAMERA FOR MORE THAN FIVE MINUTES!”

“I think that’s a very wordy code for ‘cut,’” the editor said, patting the director on the back.

Rolling midair to avoid another bolt of magic from Twilight’s surge, Flash threw a bomb with all his might. It smacked directly into Twilight’s face and exploded… into a giant ball of green goop that completely encased Twilight!

“GAH! WHAT THE BUCK!?” Twilight and Flash both cried as the goop grew a slimy face that smiled widely.

“I don’t have Smooze bombs so don't even ask!” Flash yelled before the director could speak, backing away from the goop ball that was currently holding the struggling alicorn upside down.

“This is ridiculous!” Twilight cried. “When I get my hooves on Discord…”

“Get in line,” the director grumbled as the ponies around him scrambled to free the purple alicorn from the green slime monster. “CUT!”

“And why in tarnation do you want to do that?” Applejack asked, her eyes narrowing.

“You have my wingblables,” Flash said, then frowned. “I mean my wingbloobles. I mean wingbagels. Wingbambles, wing…GAH!” He shook his head and buzzed his lips. “Ugh, just, just give me a second here. It’s been a long day and I had trouble sleeping last night. Wingblada-lalalalalal!”

It didn’t help that everypony around him was losing more and more composure with each mistake.

“That seems more like a mistake Pinkie would make,” Twilight noted from off screen.

“Agreed,” the director said, smirking and deciding to see how long it took before Flash could say it right. “Though didn’t you have trouble saying ‘rock quarry’ at some point?”

“Ok, fair point.”

“And I said ‘Oatmeal? Are you crazy!?’ And then…”

“Pinkie?”

“Yes, Twilight?”

“What does this have to do with my question?”

“Oh, ummmm…” Pinkie said. Her stomach grumbled loudly. “Um, line?”

“Pinkie…” the director said with a sigh.

“I’m sorry! But we were talking about food and it’s almost lunch and—”

“And we still have another fifteen minutes, so I think you can hold your hunger in check for that—“ he began before HIS stomach grumbled loudly.

Nearby, the editor broke out laughing as the director blushed. “Ok, I deserved that. Let’s break for lunch, ponies! We’ll try this again when we get back.”

“S-Shudup,” Twilight muttered before dropping her head back into the bucket, a nearby prop pony teleporting more fake vomit into her mouth—

“PFFFFF!”

“GAH! Twilight!” Flash cried in shock as she spewed the fake vomit all over him. “What the—“

“HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!” Twilight screamed as she LITERALLY breathed fire, her lags flailing as she leapt up from her sitting position and made a mad dash for the concessions table.

“CUT! Ok, who messed with the prop this time!?”

“Sorry, I thought it’d be funny,” Pinkie called out. “I didn’t think I made it THAT spicy.”

“It’s Twilight, Pinkie. You know she can’t handle spicy food!”

“Oh, right, my bad. I’ll use black licorice next time.”

“NO! That would be even WORSE!” Twilight cried out, having gotten her flaming mouth back under control by chugging an entire gallon of water. “Also, sorry about that Flash,” she said sheepishly as she saw him get handed a clean towel.

“She’s right, black licorice is her least favorite candy,” Flash said as he while himself off with a towel. “And I forgive you, Twilight. But can we NOT mess with the props that might end up covering me in fake vomit in the future? Please?”

“Thorn has a medical building?” Spike asked.

“I know what you’re thinking – why would she have one for her ponies if she’s so…Thorny?” Second Sight asked with a bitter smile, one that quickly became a smirk. “It’s there for plot convenience.”

“CUT!!! You know, I bet we’d be done filming by now if you and Pinkie STOPPED MESSING UP THE SCENES!” the director yelled, throwing his cup of white hot chocolate into the air, only to have the cup land perfectly on the nearby table. This was followed a second later by every single drop of his drink landing back in the cup as though nothing happened. “And these meta jokes are really getting old by now.”

“No they aren’t! I want to see how many more they can come up with!” Spike yelled out from across the set.

“See, he gets it,” Second Sight giggled as the director face-clipboarded.

“Incoming,” Pinkie yelled, just in time to flip a pancake into the air. It arched high, out of sight of the camera and above the lights of the set, before a cupcake came falling back down and landed perfectly on Twilight’s horn. Everypony blinked.

“That…wasn’t me,” Pinkie said, looking back at her spatula with confusion.

“CUT! Let’s try that again,” the director yelled. “Everypony keep your eye out for Discord again. I swear I’m gonna ban him from the set at this rate. I’ll even call Hasbro if I need to!”

Take 2…

“Incoming,” Pinkie yelled, just in time to flip a pancake into the air. It arched high, out of sight of the camera and above the lights of the set, before a giant cake landed on Twilight, completely engulfing her.

“OH!!! CAKE!!!” Pinkie cried in delight as she raced closer, grabbed a large hoof full of frosting, and devoured it excitedly.

“Celestia dang it, Discord! When I find you, you’re gonna pay for this!” Twilight yelled as her head exploded out of the cake, her mane on fire.

“Twilight! Stop! YOU’LL MELT THE FROSTING!” Pinkie cried in horror.

“CUT!”

Take 3…

“Incoming,” Pinkie yelled, just in time to flip a pancake into the air. It arched high, out of sight of the camera and above the lights of the set, before falling exactly where Twilight was just sitting. The director sighed.

“CUT! Twilight…”

“I’m sorry. I-I panicked.” Twilight admitted guiltily.

“At least we know it’s wo—” Flash began, only to be interrupted as an anvil fell from the celling and hit Twilight right on the head. “Nevermind.”

“That…didn’t actually hurt that much,” Twilight said, sitting up from the floor. Pinkie, ever curious, took a lick of the anvil before grinning.

“It’s because the anvil is made of DARK CHOCOLATE!” she yelled excitedly, eating it in one bite.

“Oh for the love of—WOULD SOMEPONY PLEASE GO FIND FLUTTERSHY! Maybe SHE can get Discord to knock it off already!”

Take 4…

“Incoming,” Pinkie yelled, just in time to flip a pancake…but she stopped before it left the pan.

There was already a pancake on Twilight’s horn.

In fact, there were three, layered perfectly on top of each other, and covered with a ring of whipped cream and pieces of strawberries.

“Uh…incoming already came in,” Flash said, staring at the pancakes with his mouth agape.

“This is so calm that I don’t even know if I should blame Discord or not,” Twilight said, and then her eyes lit up as a drop of whipped cream fell into her mouth. “OOOOH! Pinkie, can you pass me a plate?”

“NO!” the director shouted. “It’s not lunch time, or breakfast time, or even brunch time! We’re not eating those pancakes.”

“But the whipped cream will melt if we don’t!”

“Then put them in the fridge and pray we can finish this scene sometime this week! Reset!”

Flash, Spike, and Twilight just stared at Pinkie, surprise clearly written on their faces at how short Pinkie’s story was. They looked at each other, their expressions becoming concerned before turning back to the pink mare.

“Umm… Pinkie?” Twilight asked nervously. “Is that really all of it?”

“Yep.”

“Do you think we could get a few more details?”

“Not until Chapter 14,” Pinkie said, winking.

“Oh for—CUT!!! Seriously, no more meta jokes!”

“But they’re funnnnnn,” Pinkie whined at the camera.

“They’re DISTRACTING!” the director scolded. “And we've already wasted enough time as is! Ok, set up again!”

“Ok,” Spike said. “By the way, where’s Pinkie?”

The others blinked, looking around in confusion. Flash smiled and pointed. Pinkie was bouncing merrily after the two foals, and it wasn’t clear to the audience if she was helping Derpy catch them or if she just wanted to play tag.

‘CLANG!’

Pinkie suddenly bounced too high and immediately smacked her head on one of the overhead lights and dropped flat on her back.

“Owwww…an ounce too much bounce,” Pinkie muttered. “My bad.”

“CUT!”

“You had a wedding?” Flash asked. “Like, a full-blown wedding? Out here? How?”

Both ponies just pointed to Pinkie, who was currently sitting and holding her head in her hooves, humming a little tune.

“She managed to make all of the decorations out of forest materials. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a pony move so fast,” Bronze Sword said, smiling.

“Hey! What about me!? I’m WAY faster than she is!” Speedy Diamond yelled, popping up from inside a nearby barrel and causing everypony except for Pinkie to jump in shock.

“CUT! Speedy! You’re supposed to be on set 3 for Spero! We already have ONE crazy logic-defying pony on this set, and she is MORE THAN ENOUGH! I don’t need you here too!” the directory yelled, his left eye twitching sporadically. “And WHY are you even here at ALL?”

“Yes,” was Speedy’s only answer as she winked and disappeared back into the barrel.

“Oh for…Does anyone ELSE want to make a cameo!?!?”

“I would ask if I could make one, but I know the answer would be no,” Sparrow called out from across the set. “And I’m only here because Pie Crust replaced my sword with a stick and a sticky note telling me that she hid it in the weapons shack on this set for some reason. Sorry about interrupting. Ignore me, I’m not here.”

“Hey, can we have Lil Pip from ‘Fallout: Equestria’ be a cameo?” somepony yelled. “I here she's on set 101 today!”

“What about Turing Test from ‘The Iron Horse: Everything’s Better With Robots!’? I’d love to see a robot cameo!” somepony else shouted.

“But this time period doesn’t have robots…”

“So? It’s MLP! Since when does anything in this franchise make any sense?”

The director double face-hoofed and groaned.

“She was crying too. She was just as afraid as I was. Not because she would be next if I failed, but because she didn’t want her friend to be hurt like this. She didn’t want me to take the punishment for her, to get hurt protecting her. But I had to. She was the only friend I had, and I’d be dammed to Tartarus if I let her suffer the same way I did. Keeping her safe, making sure she wouldn’t be subjected to the same torture, filled me with determination.”

“Which let you save your game,” Pinkie interjected.

“Which let me—no! Pinkie! Get out of here, this is my story! No Undertale jokes!” Rainbow cried, glaring at the pink mare who just smiled sheepishly before vanishing back off camera.

“CUT!”

“Hey, Shield?”

“Yeah, Thunder?”

“You ever wonder why we’re here?”

“I—wait, what?”

“You—oh, um, line?”

“CUT! No more watching Red vs. Blue videos before your scenes!”

“Sorry!”

“And as such,” Thorn said, grinning manically, “I am personally going to take away what she does not deserve. Her horn and her wings!”

She teleported in a…head of cabbage.

“Oh for—PINKIE!” Twilight cried.

“How did she even do that,” Thorn muttered in confusion, frowning at the vegetable as though she’d never seen one before.

“CUT!!! No more cabbages, Pinkie, or you’ll be banned from the concessions table!”

“Awwwwwww…”

Pinkie smiled manically as she pulled a bright blue spear from her mane.

“Let’s heroically PUNCH THEM IN THE FACE!” she screamed before—

“GIVE ME BACK MY SPEAR!” a voice screamed as the top half of a blue fish-like creature with a red ponytail, eyepatch, and sharp angry teeth exploded out of Pinkie’s mane in complete defiance of logic.

“You stole UNDYNE’S spear!?” Rainbow yelled from across the set, gaping as the angry Undertale character made a grab for the blue spear.

“RUN AWAY!” Pinkie screamed, dashing across the set and causing Undyne to fall out of her mane. That didn’t stop the fish warrior for long as she immediately leapt back to her feet and gave chase.

“QUIT RUNNING AWAY!”

“CUT!!! Why are we even bothering to lock the doors?” the director muttered, double face-hoofing.

“To be fair, Pinkie’s mane isn’t limited by such things as logic and physics the way doors are,” the editor said, giving the director a quick kiss as the chaos continued to unfold before them.

“Ugh, don’t remind me…"

Thorn screamed bloody murder as Rainbow literally ripped her wing off. Her horn, despite the damage, erupted, throwing Rainbow off of her and causing the rainbow-maned mare to fly through the air with the greatest of ease until she collided with, and bounced off of, a nearby house with a grunt.

“CUT! Thorn, she needs to be stuck IN the wall, so you need to use a bit more force ok?”

“I know, but—”

“No, no buts. She has enchanted armor to protect her. She will be FINE! Seriously, you are a great villain. Just act like you do during your speech earlier with Twilight. Now try again.”

Take 7…

Her horn, despite the damage, erupted, throwing Rainbow off of her and causing the rainbow-maned mare to fly through the air with the greatest of ease, missing the building entirely.

“Oh, come on!” Rainbow yelled just before she collided with a stagehoof that couldn’t get out of the way in time.

“Sorry,” Thorn squeaked nervously as a loud crash echoed across the set.

“Did anypony get the license of that wagon?” the stagehoof replied drunkenly.

“It was THORN RULZ, all caps, with a ‘z’” Rainbow said, rolling her eyes as she helped the stallion up.

“CUT!”

Take 11…

Her horn, despite the damage, erupted, throwing Rainbow off of her and causing said rainbow-maned mare to fly through the air with the greatest of ease until she collided with, and slammed THROUGH, one of the nearby houses.

“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry!”

“Haven’t you broken me enough already?” came an annoyed groan.

“CUT!!! Too much villain, Thorn. Please try to find a balance after lunch, ok? Just in case, I'll have Twilight show you the proper way to throw Rainbow Dash at a wall so that she get's stuck in it.”

As Twilight attacked from the air, Thorn’s horn lit up even brighter, causing a few bolts of lightning to fire out of her injury as she raised a shield to block the attack. She then fired another blast of magic that flew dangerously close to Twilight's tail, sing—

“OHHHHHH, I’VE GOT A LOVELY BUNCH OF COCONUTS!”

Twilight’s TAIL somehow grew a mouth and began to sing!

“CUT!!! WHAT THE HECK IS THAT!?!?!?”

“It’s what the script said!” an intern yelled.

“Let me see that!” the director yelled, grabbing the script and skimming through it. He face-hoofed. “This is the UNEDITED VERSION of the script! It’s supposed to be SINGEING, not SINGING!”

Bra-bra-BRAAAAAAA!

Somehow Twilight’s tail had managed to snag a trombone, and was making its feeling on the matter known, much to Twilight’s displeasure.

“EEERRRRGGGGGG! SOMEPONY GO FINE THE REAL SCRIPT! AND I SWEAR IF SOMEPONY TRIES TO MAKE FLASH A WINDOW BECAUSE THEY WROTE SHUTTERING INSTEAD OF SHUDDERING I AM SO DONE WITH THIS!”

“Oh, she never told you?” Thorn smirked. “Never told you how she—”

A bomb smacked her in the face, creating a puff of white smoke, which quickly blew away to reveal…clown makeup.

“Oh come on, REALLY!?” Flash groaned in exasperation. “WHO KEEPS MESSING WITH MY BOMBS?!”

“NOT MY FUALT! NOT MY FUALT! THE COMPUTER MADE A SUGGESTION! AND BOTH ANSWERS WERE YES!” a voice yelled a human in blue halo power armor popped up from behind one of the potted plants.

“Caboose!?” The director yelled in confusion.

“Yes, hello. I am Caboose, from the popular web series, Red VS. Blue.”

“This isn’t even the right STUDIO! Why are you here!?” Somepony yelled.

“Oh, well…I’m lost. Does anypony know where I can find ‘Ruby Teeth’ Studios?”

“You mean ‘Rooster Teeth’?”

“Yea that.”

“Cuuuuuuut!” the director groaned, face-clipboarding before collapsing completely face-first on the floor. “One day. Just one normal day is all I ask for.”

“I think you broke him,” the editor said, coming over and gently nuzzling the top of his head. “Hey, come on sweetie. You just need to finish this last scene, then we’re done for the next two weeks. You can hang on for a few more hours, right?”

“Mmmmm,” The director groaned, still on the floor.

“I’ll treat you to Applebee’s tonight,” the editor sing-songed.

“Promise?”

“Pinkie Promise.”

“Ok, ok, I can do this. But I swear if one more cameo shows up, I am going to lose my mind.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll help you find it again.”

“Thank you, my angel,” the director said, smiling as he stole a quick kiss.

And thankfully, there were no more errors or surprise cameos that day.

END OF ACT 1 BLOOPERS…

Author's Note

We interrupt this cliff hanger chapter to bring you BLOOPERS! Plus 1 sin!

But seriously, don't worry too much. The next serious chapter for this story is in editing now, so it will hopefully be out in a few weeks. I hope.

In the mean time, enjoy the random shenanigans that my and my editor came up with and all the ways in which chaos unfolds. Oh how I wish Disney still allowed for animated bloopers...Maybe one day...