Peru, 1935

A man wearing a brown fedora and leather jacket and safari wear made his way through the jungle briefly stopped and took a quick look at a South American mountain that he jokingly called Paramount peak. Four others followed him. One of the men said something in Spanish to continue following him. This man was Barranca, one of the guides helping the mysterious man with the hat.

Another man with a machete continued cutting his way through the dense until he found a statue which scared him shitless and made him run away.

"Heh." Indy chuckled under his breath.

He then walks over to a dense marsh to try and piece together an old map of the temple of the Chachapoyan Warriors. Indy looks at the tattered map and walks away from one of the trees. The two guides rush over to where Indy was just standing and spot a poisoned dart.

"The Hovitos are near."

Satipo tastes a small dosage of the poison and quickly spits it out.

"The Poison is still fresh. Three days. They're following us."

"If they knew we were here..." Barranca points out. "they would have killed us already."

The group continues walking until they reach a small part of the Peruvian River. Indy stops yet again to try and piece together the map that he had with him. Barranca stops to pull his pistol and prep it to fire at Indy. Indy cranes his head and yanks out his whip and disarms Barranca, causing his pistol to fall into the water. Like a boss, Indy steps into the light to reveal his unamused expression. Barranca, still clutching his whip-bruised wrist, runs away in terror. Satipo meanwhile had a horrified look on his face, which Indy ignores again as he coils his whip again.

Satipo and Indy make their way up to a steep incline where a lone bag with sand clumped around it resided.

"This is it. This where Forrestal cashed in." Indy explains, grabbing the bag and filling it with sand.

"A friend of yours?"

"A competitor. He was good. He was very, very, good."

"Señor." Satipo pleaded with Indy. "Nobody has come out of there alive... please."

"Stop!" Indy says, still holding his whip in his hand. "Stay out of the light."

Satipo gives an understanding nod and leans down against the wall. By Indy's standards, probably not a good idea, especially if the wall you are leaning against happens to be a trap, which it wasn't.

With his free hand, he sticks it into the light, causing a bunch of spikes and the shishkababed corpse of Forrestal to reveal itself to an unsurprised Indiana Jones (as he had encountered corpses of other explorers who had done what Forrestal has done) and a frightened Satipo, who has probably crapped his pants by now if he hasn't already.

"Forrestal."

THWAP!

Indy's trusty whip (never leave home without it) wrapped itself around a thick tree branch. He swung across no problem. Satipo however, nearly fell to his death into a spiked pit below the chasm. Indy grabbed him by his belt buckle and grabbed the whip handle from his guide.

Meanwhile, in Alternate Universe #Lord knows what number...

Daring Do made her way towards a similar altar, she just breezed her way through a trap filled floor, avoiding all of the traps.

"HA! All too easy." Daring says, making her way to the altar.

Upon arriving into the shrine room where the altar was kept, Indy and Satipo stared at the golden idol in all its constipated glory.

"Let us hurry, there is nothing to fear here!" Satipo says, trying to make a run for the idol, but he is then stopped by Indy and shoved against the wall.

"That's what scares me." Indy says, letting go of Satipo and grabbing the extinguished torch from him.

They both knelt down and examined the title, Indy with a knowing gaze, and Satipo with a questioning look. Indy presses down on the tile, and a poisoned dart shoots out of the statue head and stabs the torch.

"Stay here." Indy says, handing the poison darted torch to Satipo.

"If you insist Senior."

Indy then proceeds to head towards the moss-covered altar, with Satipo watching, treating the floor like it was his own hopscotch board if he were to put one on his driveway back home, and he almost did trigger a pressure plate, but he continued on his merry way to grab the damn thing.

"I've gotcha now." Daring says.

Indy got a good look at the idol before whipping out his sandbag and pouring some out.

Daring did something similar, except she didn't take a bag of sand and replace the artifact with it. She just took the Sapphire stone from its altar! She ran off because of the fact that she took it and now the whole place is going to collapse if she didn't get the hell out of dodge!

Meanwhile, Indy grabbed the idol and placed his bag on top of the altar. Both Satipo and Indy chuckled with satisfaction. Indy readjusted his fedora on his head and turned around. Both Satipo and Indy's celebraton was cut short as the pedestal shrank into the altar, causing a bunch of traps to trigger, with Indy running through the pressure plates. By the time Indy had reached the chasm, he saw Satipo on the other side, holding his whip.

"Give me the whip."

"Throw me the idol." Satipo says

They both see a stone door closing.

"No time to argue! Throw me idol, I'll throw you the whip!"

Indy throws the idol to Satipo. "Give me the whip!"

Satipo drops the whip. "Adiós, señor."

With Satipo gone, Indy was forced to jump across the chasm and climb up a vine. He slides under the door and quickly coils his whip and attaches it to his belt. Indy then encounters the impaled body of Satipo and picks up the idol.

"Adios Satipo."

A combination of a deep rumbling sound and stones grinding caused Indy to turn around. A GIGANTIC boulder was careening towards him, and he ran so fast. Unfortunately, he tripped on a rock and the boulder caught up to him. Indiana Jones was no more. He was dead... or was he?

Daring Do bolted out of the collapsing temple and just in time as she looked up at the sky to see a bipedal shape fall.

And fall.

And fall... onto her! She was not happy. AT ALL.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Indy screamed in terror.

Indy landed on top of Daring, the Pegasus right below him, against her will, breaking his fall.

"I shoulda stayed in the classroom." Indy muttered to himself. "Until I can get back to the classroom. Looks like I'm stuck here. Wherever the hell 'here' is. Oh hey, I still got the idol!"

"Ow. You're in Equestria." Daring responds, albeit a little angrily.

"What are you? WHO are you? Where are you from? What are you wearing?! Nice hat by the way."

"Firstly, I'm a human, or homo sapien, if you want to get scientific. As for who I am, I'm Doctor Henry "Indiana" Jones, Professor of Archaeology at Barnett College. But, you can call me Indy. This is what I normally wear when I'm off on an adventure. And thanks."

"Daring Do." the Pegasus says. "I'm a..."

"Pegasus, yes I know. I've studied Greek mythology before." Indy says, still examining his prize, with Daring doing (pun intended) the same with her prize. They stare at each other for a few awkward moments before Indy said:

"We should..."

"Go get help." Daring suggests.

"Great minds..." Indy says.

"Think alike." Daring and Indy both say.

"We should probably stop..."

"Finishing each other's sentences?"

"LET'S JUST GO!" Daring said impatiently.

With going for help in mind, the two fellow adventurers-in-arms walked, in Daring's case flew, off to Daring Do's residency.

Author's Note

I'm not sorry for writing this. Please don't sue me LucasFilms.

Constructive criticism and constructive criticism in the comments are greatly appreciated. Let me know what you think of the story and let me know what I could do better.