Clash of the Legends

The Architect finally recovered from his breakdown by having some good rest. As he trotted over to his desk and opened his Mail drawer, he almost was thrown out of his office by the sheer force of a million letters from all over the country exploding into his face. Groaning, he opened the nearest letter and read it.

Hello,

My name is Thunder Mustang. I am aware you are the Architect of the battle occurring with the princesses in Canterlot, and I write on the behalf of my family to say; make them go insane. Even the two that are already out, just try to break them all.

Thunder Mustang

(P.S: See if you can get Cadence and Luna to do it again!)

The Architect couldn't help but smile at the idea of driving all of them around the bend. As far as he knew, that Scorch-Mane still had his clones meandering about the place, and almost half are complete psychopaths, so he shouldn't have trouble devising a plan to make him snap. Princess Cadence pressed the button he had put in there, and had gone into heat, so that was good. Even better, she's already pushing Princess Luna towards the drop when she spontaneously snogged her. Princess Celestia seemed to have FAR too much mental security to be broken, but her little pet didn't. But that...Shining Armour? He seemed to be very sane. Good, the Architect loved a challenge.

Ignoring the rest of his letters, he cantered out of the room, barrelled into the control room for the event. He quickly shouted out to everypony.

"Everyone!" he called, causing most of the heads to look around towards him. "I just read through my mail, and they all had the same relative idea. We're going to try to drive the Princesses and guards insane. So, I now give you permission to try to snap their brains whenever you can. Keep up the good work."

All heads looked back to the screens, murmurings of confusion sounding through the room as the Architect looked over the shoulder of the nearest crew member.

On the screen, Aerlion Drift was carefully trotting around in a dark Appaloosa. Sniggering as the crew member received an idea, he switched on his microphone and set it to Aerlion's headset. He cleared his throat, and spoke in a distant, far manner.

"Who...Are...You...?" the camerapony growled, the Architect stifling laughs as the brown Pegasus on screen turned quickly, eyes darting rapidly as he tried to discern where the voice came from. "I've...watched...your...failure...to save...your Princess..." The pony with the microphone continued, Aerlion looking around even more nervously and trotting slightly faster. "...Aerlion." The moment those words came into his ears, Aerlion screamed loudly, and ran off at a speed even Rainbow Dash would envy. The camerapony turned his microphone off, as almost everypony in the room burst into fits of laughter, the Architect falling over.

"That was bucking genius!" he laughed. "You're officially the top trickster in the room! Well done, Mr...?" The camerapony smirked, before turning to his boss and finally speaking.

"...Thunder Mustang." The blue Pegasus answered, blowing a gold streak of hair out of his green eyes. The Architect smiled again, as the Pegasus gave him a quick salute, adjusted his blue jacket, and continued to work.

I love this job. The Architect thought, as he stood on his raised platform so he could see what everypony was doing.