From Repair to Despairby A Man UndercoverChaptersChapter 2: The Three Stooges Beginning (Edited)Chapter 3: In Which Funny Events Occur (Edited)Chapter 4: Impressions & Meetings (Edited)Chapter 5: Introductions & Conversations (The Funny Kind) (Edited)Chapter 6: Ruckus of the Repairmen-Part 1 (Edited)Chapter 1: The Equestria Girls Beginning (Edited)Chapter 2: The Three Stooges Beginning (Edited)Inside a flat-roofed medium-sized building known as Quick Fix’s House and Electricity Fixer-Uppers Inc., three men seem to be up to something with a light bulb in the back room. Up on a ladder, a pale man removes a burned out light bulb from its socket. He scratches irritably at his black, sugar bowl haircut as he slides the dead bulb free. “Here, Larry. Take this light bulb and put it with the rest of the duds.” Larry looks up. “Sure, Moe. But where are the rest of the duds?” He ducks as the bulb nearly gets tangled in his own curly hair. Moe rolls his eyes, his irritation obviously not improved by the question. “Where do you think they are?” “In the garbage?” Larry asks dumbly. “No, in your stomach,” Moe replies, before kicking Larry in the stomach, causing him to groan and put his hands to his belly, “Of course they’re in the garbage, nitwit. Curly’s looking after it, isn’t he?” He gestures at the bin of light bulbs nearby where a bald man in overalls rummages through the pile. The music blasting through Curly’s headphones can be heard even from all the way up the ladder. Without warning, the two men hear a sound like glass shattering. They look over to see that for some reason, Curly is looking at a light bulb like he’s deeply inspecting it. Then he throws the light bulb away, making it smash against the wall. “On second thought, give it back to me,” Moe orders Larry. As ordered, Larry hands back the old light bulb to Moe. Moe comes down from the ladder, and starts walking toward Curly, while Larry just stands by and watches. While Moe stalks his way, Curly once again inspects another light bulb. Unsatisfied with this one, he throws the perfectly good light bulb away. Only this time, without a thought, the direction he throws it is at Moe. It hits Moe on the head, breaking into pieces, and making Moe get dazed for a moment. With a shake of his head, Moe clears himself from his daze before looking at Curly with a peeved expression and going towards him. “Hey, Curly,” Moe says, coming up behind him and roughly tapping his shoulder. But Curly doesn’t respond. He can’t hear him because of the music, and he’s so focused on his light bulb inspecting he doesn’t even know Moe is behind him. Deciding he has had enough, Moe grabs Curly’s headphones from both sides, pulls them apart and lets them go! The smack on Curly’s head and ears is enough to gain his attention. “Ow!” Curly takes off his headphones, turns around, and sees Moe behind him with an annoyed expression. Moe pinches the tip of Curly’s ear with two fingers and lifts him to a fully upright position. “What are you doing?” Moe asks, still annoyed by what he just saw. “I was just inspecting the light bulbs for dirty spots, Moe,” Curly explains. “What for?” “Haven’t you ever heard the saying ‘Give light and people will find the way’?” “Yeah. What about it?” “Well I figured, if I found a good clean light bulb, it could light the way better for us.” “Oh,” Moe says. Then he narrows his eyes at the ridiculousness of it all. “Well, what’s the idea of throwing light bulbs away and breaking them?” “They weren’t the right ones,” Curly says to him plainly. “Tell me, have you ever felt a light bulb hit your head before?” “No?” “Well, you’re going to now,” Moe says before he smashes the old light bulb onto Curly’s bare head. “OOH! OOH! OOH!” “Now grab another light bulb and come put it up without breaking it,” Moe orders Curly. “Hmmmm!” Curly scoffs. Irritated by Moe, he waves his hand side-to-side in front of Moe’s face. Startled, Moe instinctively follows the gestures, his head bobbing the same directions. Curly wiggles his hand some more, fluttering it up, and swinging it down. Every movement causes Moe’s head to follow blindly until his eyes cross. “Nyuck! Nyuck! Nyuck!” Satisfied, Curly chuckles in triumph. But his triumph is short-lived when Moe uses two fingers to poke him in the eyes, causing him to yelp with pain. “Come on,” Moe says before he grabs Curly by the ear again. Moe returns to the ladder with Curly’s ear in tow, followed immediately by the rest of Curly. He lets go of Curly’s ear, and leans in close to his two comrades. “Now listen you mugs, we were lucky to get this job without gettin’ fired afterwards, so no more of this nonsense,” Moe says to Larry and Curly. “I’m still disgusted about how we got this job in the first place.” Larry says. “Yeah. One small lie was what got us here in the first place, and it was your fault for making the lie. You told the guy we were great at repairing.” Curly points out to Moe. “Well don’t look at me, you weren’t being much of a saint either. ‘Three of the best repairmen ever to do a repair’. I oughta bat your eyes out for saying that to the boss,” Moe reminds him. Curly in turn gets irritated by Moe for reminding him of that. “Don’t get excited Puddin’ head, you know he’s right,” Larry says to Curly’s face. “And you,” Moe says, before grabbing Larry by the hair and hauling him away from Curly, “you had to make the lie bigger at the last minute.” “Yay, well we really did fix that bell at the old church you know,” Larry says in self-defense. “By causing it to fall on the head of a priest thinking it had a doughnut remover on it,” Moe reminds him. Moe cuffs Larry on the back of the head, the slap making his curly hair bounce and causing him to rub where Moe hit him. When Curly sees this, he chuckles to himself. When Moe hears that irritating chuckle, he turns around to face Curly, and uses a balled up hand to thump that bald forehead. “Listen. We have a job now right?” Moe asks them. “Yeah,” Larry and Curly respond at the same time, both rubbing their newly sore spots. "As repairmen, we can earn enough money to pay the landlady at our apartment, right?" Moe says to lift their spirits. “Yep, and keep from having to sleep on the sidewalk,” Larry says in agreement. “And have plenty of food and drinks to keep from turning to bones,” Curly also agrees. “Right. So what do you say? You wanna be a repairman?” Moe asks Larry and Curly. “Yeah!” Larry and Curly respond with high spirits. “Then let's get the light bulb to light up. Come on.” Moe orders with sudden irritation again. Moe slaps Curly’s head to get him to put the bulb back on. The slap is much to Curly’s annoyance, but it gets him to climb up the ladder to put up the new light bulb. While the Stooges work on their light bulb problem in the back, a man in the front office searches through his mail for something. Mr. Quick-Fix himself looks much like the image on his business cards: blue skin, bright red hair cut severely short, and snapping green eyes. He rummages through the pile of letters on his desk like he’s looking for something that will make his day. Money, most likely. "Bills. Bills. Bills. Nothing but bills," he says in disdain, "People these days must be buying their own tools. How can a repairman earn some bucks when people don't send-" He doesn’t finish his sentence, because he finally finds something he has been looking for: A $75 check from one of his customers. "Yaahoooooo!!!!" he shouts happily. He jumps up onto his table, and kisses his check like it is all that matters to him at the moment. "Quick-Fix, you'll be the richest man in town one day," he brags to himself. When he is done taking another few seconds just to admire what he has in his hands, he jumps off of his table, and opens a drawer to his desk, bringing out a small safe with a combination lock on it. Stealthily, he opens it up with his own personal code, and puts the check inside of it for safekeeping. After closing the safe, he sits back down on his chair, putting his feet on the table and crossing them over one another to indulge in his brief moment of triumph. After Curly finishes climbing the ladder, he screws the new light bulb he found in the pile onto the socket without any hindrance or mishap. But when he finishes screwing it, he looks around where he’s standing and starts to remember one thing: he’s afraid of heights! “NYAAAAAAAAAGGGHHH!!!!!!” he screams, before the ladder goes down with him still atop it. CRASH! The commotion is enough to startle Mr. Quick-Fix. His chair rolls away from his desk, depositing him on the ground. The impact disturbs a glass of water he has on his desk, and it tips over to spill on his floor and drench a newly-imported rug. When Quick-Fix sees the damage, his temper flares. He grinds his teeth, knowing exactly just who is responsible for the noise. "Those air-headed idiots!" he shouts. Jumping to his feet, he marches straight to the door that leads to the back room of his repair shop. He needs a word with three certain men that he hired not too long ago. In the back, Moe and Larry of course see the whole thing and walk right over to Curly to pick him up by the arms. When they get him up, well, they give him quite a talking to. “What’s the matter with you?! Why did you fall off like that?!” Moe asks angrily. “I couldn’t help it, I’m afraid of heights!” Curly responds. “Well, why didn’t you say so before climbing up?!” Larry asks. “I forgot that I was!” Curly responds again. “Oh, you did, eh?” Moe says to him. Moe slaps Curly on the stomach, causing him to bend over so Moe can follow up with a knock on the head. Yelping, Curly shoots straight back up again and clutches his head. While Curly rubs his head, Larry thumps him in the stomach just like Moe has done before, bending him over again. “Hey, butt outta this.” Moe says to Larry, smacking him on the forehead. “OOH!” Larry yells, “Hey, what’s the idea?!” Curly gets himself straightened up, gives Moe an angry look, and belly bumps him. Spinning around, Curly smirks in satisfaction once Moe can’t see his face. But that turns out to be a bad idea when Moe bops the back of his head with his fist, making him stumble forward into Larry, where forehead meets forehead. As the Stooges argue and yell at each other, Mr. Quick-Fix walks in and sees what his three new employees are doing. He frowns, and his mouth gets cross at what he’s seeing before him. He walks right over to them while they’re distracted, coming close behind their backs. He does the one thing he thought of to get the attention of his workers: bonk all their heads together with a mighty push. “OOMPH!!!” the Stooges yell from the impact. Rubbing their heads, they turn around to find their boss right behind them, with that angry expression of his, much to their nervousness. “What’s going on here?!” Mr. Quick-Fix yells. “We’re sorry, Boss.” Larry desperately tells him. “We just had an accident during our practice.” Moe desperately tells his boss. “Practice?!” “Yay, we were just warming up for the job by fixing up a light bulb,” Curly quickly says before pointing at the light bulb, “See.” Quick-Fix looks over at the light hanging on the ceiling, along with the pile of light bulbs on the ground and the fallen ladder. “Well listen you nitwits! The noise you made in here caused water to spill on a $300 office rug of mine!” he shouts again. Because of this, the Stooges talk all at once, apologizing to their boss for causing the accident in his office, until Mr. Quick-Fix screams, “Shut up!” It’s enough to quiet them. “Now listen. Since your “practice” is over, clean up this mess you made and don’t make any more noise. If I hear another ruckus back here, I’ll pulverize you and throw you out into the street,” he tells them. When he said the “pulverize” part, the Stooges put their hands to their throats in fright as if they can envision what he will do to them if they make another mistake. “Not to worry, boss. We won’t disturb you again.” Moe assures. “We’ll be as quiet as a mouse.” Larry says. “Yay, a deaf and dumb mouse.” Curly adds. After he says that, Curly laughs at his own joke. His wisecracking at a time like this irritates Moe. He holds out one of his hands, which he balls into a fist. “See that?” he asks Curly. “Yeah?” Moe slaps the top of his fist, spinning his arm around, and bonking Curly on his head. It makes Curly grunt in pain. “Like he said, we’ll be quiet,” Moe says to Quick-Fix. “Why not go into your office and relax?” “Alright. But you’d better keep your word.” Quick-Fix warns. After Quick-Fix gives his warning, he walks out of the room and back into his office, leaving the Stooges standing around for a moment. “You heard him, we better be quiet.” Moe tells Larry & Curly. “Yay, better to do that than anything else since practice is over.” Larry agrees. “But what’ll we do?” Curly asks. The three men think for a moment. They keep thinking, until finally, Larry comes up with something they could do. “How about a game of cards?” he asks. “Okay, that’s fine with me,” Moe replies. “Me too,” Curly says. Moe turns to face Curly to ask him one simple question: “Have ya got your deck of cards?” “Soitenly!” Curly answers. Reaching into his pocket, Curly gets out a pack of cards so that they can play a card game. But being the goofy guy he is, he gets the cards out of their small box and makes a card fan like he’s showing off a card trick. “Nyuck, nyuck, nyuck, nyuck, nyuck.” “Come on.” Moe orders. Moe slaps Curly on his forehead, and makes him drop his cards on the ground. It annoys Curly a little, but he doesn’t think it is anything worth fighting back over. The Stooges gather up the cards that fell down, and sit down to enjoy a nice game while they wait for an assignment to come to them. Author's Note Two chapters in one day! Boy! Am I on fire or what?! Anyway, the story hasn’t been entirely complete yet, but I promise you this: No matter what, I will never keep you guys hanging for an eternity. As soon as I get chapter three done, I’ll post it here right away. But it’ll take a while for me to complete it. Thank you so much for reading this. Don’t forget to like and comment! Chapter 3: In Which Funny Events Occur (Edited)Author's Note At last! The third chapter of “From Repair to Despair” is finally complete! It took me a while to really get things moving for our characters, but now I have finally gotten the Stooges out of the shop, and the girls waiting for some help from Quick-Fix. I would like to note that there’s going to be a lot of scene switching, so I hope no one gets confused by it all. Enjoy! Oh! And don’t forget to comment and like (if you haven’t done the like part already)! Chapter 3: In Which Funny Events Occur (Edited) At Sunset Shimmer’s house... After the girls have a bite to eat, they decide to call the repair shop right away using Sunset Shimmer’s cell phone and putting it on speaker. However, for the past ten minutes, they haven’t received any call back from the shop. “Well, this is the second phone call so far, but still no response.” Sunset says. “Huh. That’s strange. When my Dad called him, he didn’t have this much trouble getting a response.” Pinkie says with bafflement. “Well, there ain’t any sense in not tryin’ again. After all, third time’s a charm.” Applejack says. “Right.” Sunset agrees. So once again, Sunset uses her cell phone to dial the phone number for Quick Fix’s House and Electricity Fixer-Uppers Inc. She and her friends each get close to the phone, hoping that Mr. Quick-Fix will pick up the phone this time. Just in case, Sunset puts her phone on the table. At Quick Fix’s House and Electricity Fixer-Uppers Inc... Quick-Fix is just coming back from the back of the building after making his threat to Moe, Larry, and Curly. Unaware that someone is trying to call him. “Those jug-heads.” he mutters to himself. Luckily, before he can ever think more about those Stooges and his now stained rug, his office phone starts to ring, getting his attention. With a clear of his throat, and an adjusting of his belt, he calms himself down from the events prior, and picks up his phone without any problem at all. “Quick-Fix’s House and Electricity Fixer-Uppers Inc.,” he says, “Quick-Fix speaking.” Back at Sunset’s house... “Hello? Mr. Quick-Fix? My name is Sunset Shimmer, and I’d like to call about a prob-“ Sunset says, before Quick-Fix interrupts. “Sunset Shimmer? Say, aren’t you the girl who once terrorized a school by bullying others and then became a hero after making some friends?” “Um...Yes. I guess you could say that.” Sunset says with slight embarrassment. Back at Quick-Fix’s office... “Heh, heh, heh. I thought it might be you,” he tells her with a chuckle, “But don’t worry, no matter who a person is, he or she is always welcome as my customer.” “Oh. Well, thank you, Sir.” Sunset says from the phone. “Not a problem. So, what can I do for you?” he asks her. Back at Sunset Shimmer’s house... “Welllll. I’ve been having some problems with my computer lately.” Sunset tells him. “Is it an old version or modern version?” Quick-Fix asked. “A really big old version.” Sunset answered. “Old version, eh? Interesting,” Quick-Fix said, “Tell me all about it, Kid. Once I have the whole story, I’ll see what I can do.” “Alright. Well, it all started last night in my bedroom when I was trying to complete my homework...” And just like that, she begins telling Quick-Fix the whole story. Meanwhile, back at the repair shop...In the back, not the office... Moe, Larry, and Curly are in the midst of playing a game of poker, being sure to keep their assurance to Quick-Fix on being quiet and not breaking anything. Since they don’t have any money, they resolve to use things like tools, screws, and even pieces of bubble gum on what each of them can try to win for. “How many?” Larry asked Moe. “Ten.” Moe replies. Moe gathers 5 pieces of bubble gum, 3 screws, and 2 screwdrivers to make his ten. “I’ll take the same.” Larry says. Larry gathers 6 screws, and 4 pieces of bubble gum to make his ten. “I’ll raise you four.” Moe tells Larry. Larry thinks for a moment on what his next move will be. He finally chooses his next move. “I’ll see that four, and raise you to seven.” Larry tells him as he puts down seven screws. “How about you, puddin’ head?” Moe asks Curly. “Me?” Curly asks. “Yay, you,” Moe sternly says, “What about it?” Curly dumbly smiles, apparently forgetting that Moe is asking him about his bet. “I’ll take a hamburger and french fries,” Curly says. Moe and Larry’s expressions convey their annoyance. “Pick out two.” Moe says, lifting his hand up and stretching out his fingers. “One. Two.” Curly points and counts. And just like that, Moe uses the fingers Curly picks to poke him in the eyes. “OW!” Curly yells. “C’mon, just tell us what you bet.” Moe orders. “Alright, alright.” Curly replies, before turning his attention back to his cards. Back at Quick-Fix’s office... “So the computer wouldn’t take any command you give it for your homework, and then it just blacks out just like that?” he asks Sunset from the phone. “Yes sir. That’s exactly what happened.” Sunset confirms from the phone. “Hmmmm,” he says while thinking and scratching his chin with his finger, “This sounds like something very serious, Kid. A tough case too.” Back at Sunset’s house... “Oh.” Sunset says with dismay. Sunset and her friends look at each other forlornly, seeing dismay all around. They had high hopes that their computer problem could be solved, but now, it seems like their call will be for nothing. “However, just because it seems tough doesn’t mean that my company won't back down from the job.” Quick-Fix suddenly says from the phone. His words restore the girls’ hopes. They smile, knowing that Quick-Fix is willing to help out. “Really?” Sunset says. “Of course. The job you’re giving my company is a challenge, and challenges are something that strengthen it,” Quick-Fix tells her, “I also have three very excellent men who are wonderful with every type of computer known to mankind, and I will send them over to ya right away.” At the news they’re given, the girls cheer jubilantly. “Thank you, Mr. Quick-Fix,” says Sunset. Back at Quick-Fix’s office... “How soon can they come? What are their names? How much money do I owe you for the job?” Sunset asks from the phone with excitement. “Ah, don’t worry Mrs. Shimmer, the price is all up to you.” Quick-Fix assures. Back with the Stooges... “Well Kid, it’s your move. What have ya got?” Moe asks Curly as they play. Curly smiles upon hearing it was his turn, because this time... “I shoot the works.” Curly says. When he says that, Moe and Larry are stunned as he pushes his bet all in. Neither Moe nor Larry can compete against the amount he’s giving. “I call.” Moe says, before he puts down his cards. “Four Kings.” Larry puts down his cards to show his friends what he has. “Two tens and two queens.” he says, before turning his attention to Curly, “What have you got?” Curly put his cards down on the ground to show what he has. “Four A’s.” he tells them. Once again, Moe and Larry feel surprised by Curly. He just won the game! How could he have such a good hand! Feeling victorious, Curly reaches over to grab the new earnings that he has gotten from winning the game, but, as he does, something all of a sudden falls out of the sleeve of his shirt. It does not go unnoticed by Moe & Larry. Immediately, Curly picks the thing up to put it back in his sleeve, until Moe snatches it away from him before he can put the object away. Moe and Larry take a closer look to find that what has fallen out of Curly’s sleeve is another Ace. They look at him with scowls. “Ohhh a cheater, eh?” Moe says. Still not wanting them to find out, Curly shakes his head ‘no’ with a very insistent look. But it doesn’t work, because Moe slaps him for hiding the card, and uses his pinky to grab Curly by the nostril and make him stand up with him. Larry stands up as well. “What else have ya got?” Moe asks. “Nothin’.” Curly insists. But Moe doesn’t believe him. He clenches his hand, and bonks Curly’s head, which not only causes him to yell in pain, but makes several cards fall out of his coat and onto the ground. Moe takes a closer look at them to find that they are all Aces, much to his fury. “Why you, double-crosser!” he angrily says to Curly. “Whoop-whoop-whoop-whoop!” Curly says, suddenly running away from Moe. Right away, Moe picks up a hammer and starts to chase after Curly, with Larry following close behind. “Come back here, you!” Moe yells as he chases Curly. Curly is doing his best to get away from Moe‘s wrath, running like he’s in a race. But the chase is cut short when he slips on a piece of pipe on the floor. His feet go out from under him, and he falls backwards. Before he can ever make impact with the ground, Moe is able to catch him with his arms and stand him back up to face him “A chiseler, eh?! Why you!” he says before he begins to swing the hammer horizontally. But when Moe swings his hammer backwards, the claw of the hammer hits Larry on the forehead! When he hears Larry yelp, Moe looks behind him to find the source of the sound and realizes what he has done. “I didn’t mean that, kid!” Moe apologizes. While Moe is apologizing to Larry, Curly tries to sneak away to avoid Moe. But before he can sneak away any further, Moe notices what he’s doing, and hits Curly on the back of the head with the hammer. He yelps, putting his hand on top of his head, and turns around to face Moe. But he cuts his screaming short when he notices something about the hammer. “Oh, look.” he points out. Wanting to see what he noticed just now, Moe brings the hammer up to the eye level of he and the others. Everyone notices that the head of the hammer is mangled, much to the eye-widening and mouth-opening shock of Moe and Larry. Back at Quick-Fix’s office... “As for what their names are and when they can come, I’ll-“ “You and that iron-head of yours! Look what you did to the hammer!” Moe shouts. “Me?! You’re the one that hit me with it!” Curly also shouts. The shouts from the back are so loud that it’s enough to interrupt Quick-Fix before he can finish his sentence, and disturb him with a blink. “Uh, what was that you just said there?” Sunset asks, confused by the sudden shouts. “Oh, sorry Miss, that wasn’t me. I said that I’ll-“ “Well this is what you get for cheating in our card game!” Larry shouts. “Can I help it if I just got tired of losing today?!” Curly responds. “You ruined the game is what you did!” Moe shouts. A loud slapping noise suddenly makes itself known, as well as Curly saying “OW!” upon the impact of it. Annoyed and angry at the Stooges for the noise, he decides right then and there that he’s going to do something about it. “Mrs. Sunset, I’m gonna have to call you back. But don’t worry, everything will be under control.” he tells his customer, before hanging up the phone. Back at Sunset’s house... The phone has hung up from Quick-Fix’s side, and all Sunset hears is the usual beeping when someone is no longer on the line. Sunset looks at her friends, confused by the shouting in the background at Quick-Fix’s side of the phone. “Now whatever could that shouting have been about?” Rarity asks. “I don’t know. But it likely wasn’t Quick-Fix doing that,” Sunset replies. “It sounded to me like there was an argument of some sort going on.” Twilight says. “Oh! Oh! I know what it was about!” Pinkie shouts. Their attention caught, the rest of the group turned towards Pinkie Pie with curiosity and confusion written all over their faces. “Really, Pinkie? How do you know about that exactly?” Rainbow asks with a raised eyebrow. “I used an ear trumpet to listen reeeeaally close to what the three guys who were arguing were saying. See.” Pinkie says as she shows them a pink ear trumpet. The girls are astonished that Pinkie even has an ear trumpet to begin with, the only thing keeping them from wondering how and where she got that is the knowledge of Pinkie being Pinkie. “Oookay. What did those three guys in the background say, then?” Rainbow asked. “Oh, well, I’m not sure if I can tell you guys that. At least not yet,” Pinkie said, “Besides, that would probably take up too much of the chapter.” Again the girls can’t help but feel confused, mostly because they have no idea what she means by all of that. “Well, whatever that argument is about, I’m sure it isn’t something Mr. Quick-Fix can’t handle calmly.” Fluttershy speaks. “Yes!” the other girls agree. Back in Quick-Fix’s office... As the sounds of arguing and slapstick keep continuing in the back, Quick-Fix is enraged that the Stooges interrupted him once again, even after they said that they wouldn’t make more noise. So, he goes right over to a large rectangular container mounted on the wall. It’s long and red, with a hinged glass lid. He breaks the glass with his own fist, shards falling all over the floor. Without any hesitation, he takes the bright red fire ax out of the container and holds it in his own hands. Now, he has a new goal in mind besides gloating and counting his money... “I’ll murder those guys.”. Back with the Stooges... “Why don’t you quit slapping me for once?!” Curly yells at Moe. “You’re right, slapping is becoming too monotonous,” Moe says. As if to just change the pace, he hits Curly in the belly, doubling him over again. Curly’s infuriated when he gets himself straightened up. “Hmmmm-Why you!” He grabs the broken hammer from out of Moe’s hand, and uses the side of it to hit Moe on the head. “OOOFF!!!” As the argument between the Three Stooges escalates, Mr. Quick-Fix walks into the room. His ax is held in his hands like a soldier ready to strike. “Still usable, huh?! I’ll use you to put it to good use!” Moe shouts at Curly. “Don’t you dare!” “I will dare!” “Go ahead, give it to him!” Larry prodded at Moe. “Oh, I will!” Moe and Larry babble at Curly while he babbles back at them. Curly is saying things “Don’t you dare!” and “Don’t do it!”; Moe is saying things like “I will dare,” and “I will do it!”; and Larry is saying things like “Go ahead, give it to him!”. Mr. Quick-Fix gets crosser at what he’s seeing before him. So cross, in fact, that nothing is going to hold him back from cutting the trio to pieces with his ax. He walks right over to them until he is right beside Larry, ax held high. Larry takes notice of the man beside him right away, as well as noticing the ax in his hands, much to his fright. But he also turns to notice that Moe is about to swing his hammer back towards him, the back of the hammer aiming at him. He ducks before the hammer can hit him by accident again, instead hitting Quick-Fix in the eye. “OW!” he screams. When Moe and Curly hear the scream and look to see where it has come from, they too see that Quick-Fix is there, rubbing his eye with one hand but also noticing the ax in the other. The sight of the ax and the realization of what he is going to do occurs to both at the same time. . With a scream of fright, they take off with Larry right behind them. They run away from Quick-Fix before he can fully recover. When Quick-Fix fully recovers, opening his eye with two fingers, he immediately goes after them, using his empty hand to hold the ax. He clenches his jaw as he goes after the Stooges. “I’m gonna kill you guys!” he shouts. The running Stooges flee to the other side of the room, where they run around to the other side of a worktable. But they unfortunately catch themselves into a deadly trap, because Quick-Fix has them cornered before they can do anything else. His ax is held high. A lot of shouting comes from each opposing side. The Stooges frantically shout to get Quick-Fix to not kill them, and Quick-Fix threatens to kill them. Quick-Fix attempts to come straight towards them, but the Stooges in turn rush right to the other side. They each run in a circle as they babble. When the Stooges end up back where they started, with Quick-Fix again on his side of the table, Curly suddenly spots something red attached to the wall behind him. A fire extinguisher! An idea popping into his head, he quickly takes the extinguisher before anyone can notice. The babbling and running continue until both sides switch ends of the table yet again. Then, without even a moment of hesitation, Curly activates the extinguisher and shoots the mist into Quick-Fix’s face. “Good work, Kid!” Moe tells Curly, patting his head as he does. Wiping his eyes, Quick-Fix quickly recovers from his blindness. When he lays eyes on the Stooges, he growls in rage. “NYAAGH!” Without a moment to lose, Moe throws the broken hammer at Quick-Fix before the latter can even take action. The hammer’s side hits the angry repair shop owner right on the forehead, and dazes him. He is so stunned, he can’t stop himself from accidentally falling against the wall. The impact is so hard that it causes the tools on the walls to shake. It makes three monkey wrenches that are attached to hooks suddenly drop from above. *DIM* *DUM* *DOM* The wrenches fall on top of Quick-Fix’s head one at a time, completely knocking him out with his eyes glazed. He collapses to the ground. “Hey! Let’s get out of here!” Moe shouts to Larry and Curly. The Stooges immediately speed out while Quick-Fix is unconscious, their feet carrying them into his office, where they shut the door and lean back against it. Not taking any chances, Larry decides to grab a nearby chair and uses it to hold the door knob in place. Still scared of facing his wrath, the trio make a break for it out the other side of the office, through to a fancy lobby at the front of the building, and out into the parking lot. They immediately see a large van with the repair shop logo on it. As if running from a monster, they head for the van. Moe and Larry open the front doors and climb in, while Curly opens the back doors. As soon as they’re all in, they start the van up and drive out into the street. They drive down the road so fast that they nearly run into another car coming in the opposite direction. The van swerves to the other side of the street to get past before they can collide, the driver of the other vehicle shouting angrily at their recklessness. “Road Hogs!” the driver shouts. Now, it seems like the trouble the Stooges have been having is over. Quick-Fix is down. They managed to get away before he comes to. They’ve even avoided hitting a car with their van just now. What can go wrong? Well, this story isn’t over yet. Chapter 4: Impressions & Meetings (Edited)Something has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.Chapter 5: Introductions & Conversations (The Funny Kind) (Edited)Author's Note I’m sorry that it took so long for this chapter to come. This one proved to be really difficult to develop because it was mostly one where the characters don’t do much but interact. I especially wanted to make sure everything was completely interesting and funny, which apparently wasn’t the easiest to do. I hope you guys like it, though. Because I think after all the hard work, and even though this chapter was challenging, it came out perfectly! Enjoy! Chapter 5: Introductions & Conversations (The Funny Kind) (Edited) As they enter the house, and the Stooges close the door behind them, the girls standing by and waiting for the three “supposed” repairmen to follow them, Curly takes notice of something very peculiar on the walls. Each wall near the front door has multiple clocks, each of different shape, size, model, and color. “Say, what’s the idea of all the clocks?” he asks. “These? Oh, well, I collect them to see what time it is in various countries,” Sunset explains. “Yeah! And so far, each clock here tells the time of only ten different countries,” Pinkie adds. “What time is it?” Curly asks. As if to answer his question, Pinkie shushes everyone to be silent as she faces a very peculiar looking clock with a statue of a native man on top (the clock from 1943’s Spook Louder). “It’s about to be 1 o’clock in Russia,” Pinkie whispers. When the clock strikes one, the clock makes the most unusual noise to signal the time. “YO! HO! HO! HO! HO!” The statue’s mouth slowly moves up and down. It weirds out Moe and Larry, and Curly for a bit, but his expression changes to a happy smile because he likes the sound. “Hey, let’s come back at 12 o’clock and hear the whole song!” he jubilantly says. “Shut up.” Moe says. “Would you mind coming into the living room?” Sunset asks. “Oh, we don’t mind, Kid,” Moe tells her. “Go ahead, lead the way.” With that, Sunset is the first to break away from the group of eleven, leading the way into the living room, with everyone else following behind and making sure not to crowd their way through the doorway. The only exception is Curly, because he won’t stop checking out Sunset’s clocks. His wandering eyes stop on a clock that is right in front of him on the right wall. “Oh, what country are you from?” Right when he’s finishing his sentence however, the clock suddenly pops out a wooden cuckoo bird, terrifying Curly into nearly screaming. He braves up and barks at the bird, like he’s trying to intimidate a foe into backing down. But, instead of going back into the clock, the cuckoo bird spins on its branch in a clockwise manner, and barks back at Curly, jumping up and down a little as it does. Terrified by the bird now more than ever, Curly runs into the living room to catch up with the others. When he arrives in the living room, he clings to Moe. Not wanting Curly to cling to him, Moe slaps him on the forehead, causing him to let go. What’s happening before the girls makes them raise their eyebrows, especially Sunset’s. She shrugs it off after thinking that it isn’t anything important, and motions with her hand for the Stooges to sit down on the sofa. The boys look behind them to find the sofa and sit down. “At your service, Babe. What’s cookin’?” Moe says to Sunset. “I’m glad that the three of you arrived safely. I have a very big problem upstairs,” she tells them. “Oh, well no worries, Miss. Even if we’re down, we always come back up,” Moe assures. “Yeah, even if it’s with an elevator,” Larry adds. “Or an escalator,” Curly also adds. As if they can’t help themselves, Larry and Curly laugh at the jokes each of them just made. For a second, Moe is also chuckling because of the jokes, smiling as he does so, as well as pinching Larry and Curly on each of their cheeks. But, his expression suddenly changes to one of irritation. He slaps Curly and Larry on each of the cheeks he pinches, before turning his attention back to the girls with a smile. Pinkie giggles some more. “Hehe. My partners, always clowning,” Moe tells them. “Sorry about that.” “Oh no, that’s perfectly alright. There’s no harm done,” Sunset assures him. “Yeah, besides those jokes were really funny. And what would the world be like without some clowning here and there?” Pinkie says while giggling. “You mean like what you do all the time, Pinkie?” Rainbow Dash says with a roll of her eyes. “Abso-toola-lutely.” The way Pinkie says ‘absolutely’ makes Curly ‘nyuck’ laugh in response. “Now there’s a kid with a sense of humor,” he says. “Yay,” Moe agrees, “Anyways, kids. I don’t think we properly introduced ourselves. I’m Moe.” “I’m Larry,” Larry greets them. “I’m Curly,” Curly also greets, before making his trademark sound with his hands and fingers. The girls and dog giggle after seeing that. “It’s nice to meet you three,” Sunset says, “My name’s Sunset. Sunset Shimmer.” “I’m Twilight Sparkle.” Twilight greets. “Howdy, partners. Name’s Applejack.” Applejack greets. “I’m Fluttershy.” Fluttershy greets. “I’m Pinkie Pie.” Pinkie greets. “Name’s Rainbow Dash.” Rainbow says. “And I’m Rarity,” Rarity says, “And might I say that it’s a pleasure to meet such strong fellows like you, Darlings.” After saying that, Rarity flutters her eyes at the Three Stooges while offering them a charming smile. The display causes the Stooges to notice her beauty right away, and they whistle because of it. His ladies wolf-side turning on, Curly barks because of how attractive he finds Rarity, something that Moe thinks is a little too much. “Hey, Great Dane,” he says to Curly. Catching Curly’s attention, who has very little thought at the moment, Moe puts his own elbow on Curly’s stomach, and uses his balled up fist to double-punch Curly’s stomach. Curly grunts with pain and looks at Moe with another peeved look. When Spike sees this, he giggles because he can tell why Curly has barked like that. “A ladies’ wolf, huh?” he questions. “Yeah, when it comes to pretty lookin’ girls, he-“ but Moe cuts himself short when he and his friends realize something: the dog can talk! The Stooges look at one another with freaked out looks to see if they’re the only ones who just noticed that, and slowly turn their attention back to Spike. “Hi,” Spike says to the Stooges. Immediately, the Stooges scream in fright, clinging, grabbing, and scrambling onto each other as they do. “It’s okay! Woah! Woah! It’s okay!” Twilight shouts, causing the Stooges to quiet down, “This is just my dog, Spike. He won’t hurt you.” At Twilight’s assurance, the Stooges calm down. They fully sit themselves onto the couch like they have been before. “I’ve seen iron-head over here bark like a dog, but for a dog to talk like a person?” Moe says with confusion. “Are either of you girls playing a game around here with this?” Larry asks. Spike and the others chuckle because of that. “Nope. I can talk as plain as a parrot,” Spike says to the Stooges. Understanding now that Spike can talk and is also a really nice dog, Curly smiles with relaxation. “Hmmm *nyuck* *nyuck*, you must have had first-rate speech classes,” he comments. “Well, I wouldn’t say that. How I gained the ability to speak like you guys was through some...uh, magical means,” Spike replies. “What do ya mean?” Moe asks. Not knowing how to explain it, Spike looks towards the other girls for help on the subject. Sunset and the other girls look to one another, wondering if they should give an explanation to them or not. They smile and give each other a nod, thinking that they can be trusted. Twilight chooses to be the first to tell them. “Well, what Spike is saying is that, around the time he and I first came to Canterlot High...he was enchanted by magic from another world.” she explains, “In fact, all seven of us have magic, which is contained inside of the pendants that we wear around our necks.” To help the Stooges see what they’re talking about, the girls hold out the pendants. The Stooges lean closer to what they’re being shown, and though they can see the pendants, they still cannot understand what they’re being told. The word ‘magic’ definitely rings a bell for them, although... “Aw, come on. That sort of stuff only exists in fairy tales,” Larry says in disbelief. “He’s right,” Moe agrees. “The only kind of magic around is the kind that comes from a prestidigitator.” “Say, I object to that,” Curly says. “Why?” Moe and Larry ask. “How can magic be performed only by people who press refrigerators?” Curly asks in return. Larry and Moe give Curly a look of irritation, and it makes Moe want to punch him right in the nose. But, before he could take action... They suddenly feel their own feet being lifted off the ground. They look down and realize that they and the couch are being lifted up into the air by something. Something that is definitely strong, that’s for sure. To their surprise, Applejack is holding them and the sofa in the air with just the palm of one hand, smiling as she does. She notices them watching her right away. “This convince ya any?” she asks them. “Man, you must’ve had quite a workout to get that strong,” Larry could only say. “I’ll take that as a ‘no’ then,” Applejack says, knowing that they obviously aren’t convinced. Slowly and gently, she puts the Stooges and the sofa back down on the ground, with the Stooges still looking mystified by how strong she is. Then, Rainbow Dash gets an idea of how they can prove it to them. In the blink of an eye, she runs out of the living room with a rainbow trailing behind her. Upon seeing this, Moe blinks a few times to see if he isn’t imagining anything; Larry waves his hand at where Rainbow has been before to see if she really is gone; and Curly rubs his eyes for a bit to see if he isn’t hallucinating. And then, Rainbow Dash returns to the exact spot, so fast, that it’s like she hasn’t left the room, with only one difference... In her hand is a chocolate chip cookie bigger than a human hand. When the Stooges see the cookie, they become awestruck, and lean closer to what Rainbow is holding like they want to be sure it’s real. “Cookie?” Rainbow asks with a smirk. “Oh. Thank you,” Curly says, before gently taking the cookie from Rainbow. He *nyuck* chuckles as he takes a look at the cookie, before trying to take a bite of it. “Hey,” Moe says, getting Curly’s attention, “give it back.” Bothered by Moe’s order, but not wanting to get any slapstick treatment if he keeps holding it, Curly starts to give the cookie back to Rainbow right away. But, before he can even stretch his arm all the way out, Moe takes the cookie out of Curly’s hand. “You would,” Moe says with a look of annoyance. Then, Moe breaks the cookie into three big pieces. He gives the left piece to Larry, the right piece to Curly, and keeps the middle piece. They then eat their pieces of the cookie, relishing the taste of it. “Mighty fine running you did there, Kid,” Moe talks with his mouth full, then swallows. “Tell me, what’s the name & phone number of the person who trained you to run that fast?” “You’re kidding right?” Rainbow says, “I just ran faster than a speeding bullet, and you still don’t believe it’s because of magic?” The Stooges shrug their shoulders, the gesture saying that while they don’t think it’s magic, they’re amazed to the point of where they don’t know what to make of it. Then, Twilight comes up with an idea of her own. One that’s sure to convince the boys. With a close of her eyes, and a grasp of her pendant, her hands glow purple, and an aura of the same color surrounds the Stooges. Then, she levitates the Stooges off the ground and into the air, making them float around. When the Stooges see what’s going on, they’re immediately surprised. Also a little scared because of being off the ground, screaming as they’re floating. It doesn’t take long for the Stooges to get used to it though, because the experience makes them feel like astronauts in outer space. “So, what do you think?” Twilight asks after opening her eyes, “Convinced?” “Convinced?” Moe replies, “Kids, you’ve got yourselves a group of new believers.” “I’ll say,” Larry replies. “We got no strings on us,” Curly says. “But, how do we get down from here?” Larry asks, “All this floating around is starting to-“ But he can barely finish his sentence, because he burps and starts to feel nauseous to the point of throwing up. “Oh! Of course,” Twilight says, “Hang on.” With another grasp of her pendant, Twilight makes the aura around the Stooges disappear. Of course, she forgot to put them back down first, and so, the Stooges fall on the couch and... *BONK* They bonk their heads against each other. Twilight gasps, “Oh my goodness! I’m so sorry! Are you boys alright?!” “Not to worry, Kid,” Moe assures, while still rubbing his head, “there’s no harm done.” Once the pain subsides, the Stooges stop rubbing their heads. Their full attention goes to the girls and Spike. “Before we proceed with anything else, I think we’d like to ask you some questions,” Sunset says to the Stooges. “Certainly, what is it?” Curly asks. “First, would you mind if we see your credentials?” At that sudden question, Moe, Larry, and Curly suddenly gain looks of confusion, having no idea what she’s asking of them. “Credentials?” Moe asks. “Yes, your credentials,” Sunset replies. However, it doesn’t take long for them to figure out exactly what it is that Sunset wants to see. “Well, to tell ya the truth, we’ve never used any before. Don’t really know how to either,” Moe says. “Yeah, we prefer using dollar bills and coins than those things,” Larry comments. “I got one though,” Curly reaches into his pocket and pulls out what he’s looking for: a credit card, “I got this one from Walmart to shop at the store itself, course I’m not sure why I got it anymore since I don’t even know how to use it.” Moe and Larry give Curly looks of shock, because they have had no idea that he has been carrying a Walmart credit card. Moe’s look of course changes from one of shock to one of being peeved. “How much money did you pay for that card?” Moe asks him. “Twenty-five dollars,” Curly says matter-of-factly. “And where did you get the money?” “I found it under the bed and-“ he stops midway, because he realizes that Moe knows more about that money than he thinks before screaming, “NYAAAAGH!!!” And before anyone else can react, Moe cups his hand onto Curly’s nose, and uses his other hand to double bonk it, making Curly scream with pain. “You Apple Head, that money was the money we made at our last job to pay the landlady!” “But Moe, I didn’t-“ “Shut up!” Moe uses his two fingers to poke Curly in the eyes, making him yelp in pain. “Here, you can have it,” Curly says, handing the card to Sunset. She takes the card, although, when she and the others look at it, they find out that the Stooges have misunderstood. “No, no, no. I’m not talking about credit cards,” Sunset says to them. “Credentials are the documents that show your backgrounds and experiences when it comes to a job.” The Stooges understand now what Sunset wants from them. “Oh. Well, sorry Sunset. But, we definitely don’t have any of those in our pockets at the moment.” Moe tells her. The girls give the Stooges strange and blank looks. “Ooookaaay. Well then, how much expertise do you have in technology?” Sunset asks. “What do ya mean?” Larry asks. “Well, Mr. Quick-Fix told us he was sending down some of the best experts of technology he has, so...how long have you been technology experts?” Their expressions go from just being confused, to also being shocked and frightened. Their expressions don’t last long enough for the girls to notice, lucky for them, but still. “Technology experts?” Larry asks, to see if they heard correctly. “Of course, Silly-Willy,” Pinkie says, “What’s the matter, are your ears stuffed up?” “U-uh, no, no! My ears are fine.” Larry assures with a stutter. “Yeah, mine are alright too.” Moe says. “Mine three.” Curly says, “Although, I think I may have a little something in my ear. Hold on a sec.” So with that, Curly uses his index finger to dig inside of his own ear, feeling for anything inside of it, much to the sudden disgust of everyone else in the room. When he finally feels something inside of his ear, he pulls his finger out to reveal...a very large ball of earwax. He is shocked when he sees what he has dug out with his finger. The others meanwhile are not only shocked, but disgusted by the site of the ball of earwax. “Look, I found a big one!” he comments. “So you have.” Moe says, before grabbing Curly’s hand and pushing it to Curly’s forehead, the finger with the wax on it touching the part right between the eyes. “Hmmmmm.” Curly says, annoyed by Moe and what he has done. “Oh! Here, let me help you.” Rarity offers, grabbing a tissue and moving to Curly. She stops in front of Curly behind the couch he’s sitting on. With ease, she uses the tissue to wipe the ball of earwax off of Curly’s head. “Thanks.” Curly says to her with a smile. “You’re welcome.” Rarity replies, smiling back at him and returning back to the others. “You were asking if we’re technology experts, right?” Larry and the other Stooges look at each other nervously. “Yes, of course.” Sunset confirms. “Well, uh, we’ve had tons of experiences with technology.” “Yeah, we’re especially pretty good with things like TVs and microwaves.” Moe tells them. It isn’t a complete lie. They’re pretty good at using TVs and microwaves, but the fact is, they have no idea how to fix any of those things. “That’s good,” Sunset commends, “and, can you fix them?” “Fix ‘em? Why, certainly, we’re great at repairing,” Moe lies. “Three of the best repairmen ever to do a repair!” Curly exclaims, also lying. “Yeah, and this one time, we were able to fix an old and large bell at a Catholic church,” Larry lies. At that very moment, the Stooges suddenly realize everything they just said, and look at one another with shock so brief the others don’t notice. Just like they have done before at the Quick Fix’s repair shop, they have lied about the whole thing! By saying the same lies too! “Um, could you excuse us for a few minutes, kids?” Moe asks them. “Oh, why...certainly, darlings.” Rarity quizzically raises her eyebrow. “Thanks.” Curly tells them. Suddenly, before any of the girls can ask what they need to be excused for, the Stooges run out the living room, past the clocks, and out the front door, where they make a break for the truck, opening the trunk and getting inside of it, the girls watching from the doorway as they do so. “Hmmmm...that’s strange. Could they be leaving or something?” Rarity wonders. “Ah don’t think so, Rarity,” Applejack comments, “Somethin’ ain’t right. Did any of ya’ll see how suspicious they looked?” “I did,” Twilight answered, “When we started asking them all of those questions, they seemed to have gotten really nervous. It was as if they were hiding something.” “I can’t help but think the same thing.” Sunset agrees, “I hope they’re actually being truthful.” In the Van... The Stooges are in the back of the vehicle, arguing and babbling at one another at the same time, so much that they aren’t allowing each other to say their piece individually. Finally though, each of them quiet down. “You Jughead, what’s the idea of startin’ up the lies again?!” Moe says to Curly. “Me?! You’re the one that started it,” Curly defends, “‘Great at repairing’ is what you said! Great at repairing!” “Well, you could’ve told them afterwards that I was lying! But instead, you simply follow into it with that ‘Three of the best repairmen ever to do a repair’ gag again!” Moe points out. “What’s the idea of doing that?!” “I don’t know.” Moe turns his attention to Larry. “And what about you, Porcupine?” “Me?! What did I do?!” Larry asks. “Don’t give me that look, you know as well as I do that you didn’t tell them the whole truth about that church bell!” “How can you even forget what happened to the priest?!” Curly asks. “How should I know?! It isn’t my fault I forgot about that and told that part of the lie!” Larry says. “Well, that isn’t even the worst part,” Moe points out. “Those girls outside were apparently expectin’ some other mugs to come to that house.” “Yeah, and they think we’re some other mugs too.” Curly dumbly points out like he hasn’t heard the last part, much to Moe’s aggravation. He holds out his fist, “Pick out two fingers.” “One, two,” Curly says. When the fingers are picked, Moe uses them to poke Curly in the eyes, causing Curly to yelp. “What are we gonna do now?” Larry asks. “I don’t know, Kid, I don’t know.” Moe answers, “But we’re in a really tough spot, so we gotta think of somethin’.” “Well, those dames and dog out there sure were awfully nice. Shouldn’t we just tell ‘em the truth?” Curly suggests. “Yeah, we could probably just-“ but Moe abruptly cuts himself off with a jolt, “What?! Are you insane, we can’t do that!” “Why?” Curly and Larry ask at the same time. “Well, ya want them to get mad at us or somethin’? Before we ever became repairmen, our would-be employers at other jobs often put on nice faces, but then threw us right out of the building after we would tell ‘em we’re nothin’ but a bunch of saps!” Moe exclaims. “Oh yeah, right,” Larry and Curly say, remembering those other times. “You have a point, Moe. Who’s to say they won’t do the same?” Larry says. “Besides that, they were offering us a job, weren’t they?” “Why, soitenly.” Curly confirms. “Right,” Moe checks his watch. “We’ve only got a few hours until six o’clock, which is when our work hours are done and we have to report back to our apartment. If we go back without having a job or money tonight, the landlady’ll make us sleep on the sidewalk.” “What’s her problem anyway? We’re only eight months behind on the rent.” When Curly says that, Larry and Moe slap him on the forehead. “Okay, so, we’re all in agreement then that we’ll just have to keep up the act until the day is done, right?” In response to that question, Curly and Larry dumbly smile and shake their heads ‘no’, much to Moe’s annoyance because apparently that means that they don’t want to keep this all quiet. “Yes.” the two of them unexpectedly say, because it’s the exact opposite of their nodding. Moe smiles at them, glad that despite their head-shaking they’ve agreed to keep up the act until quitting time. Although, because of the ‘no’ before saying ‘yes’... *BONK* He bonks their heads together. When Curly and Larry recover, they look at Moe with looks of confusion. “What’s that for?” Curly asks. “Before you say ‘yes’, you’re supposed to nod your head up and down, like this.” Moe moves his head up and down. “Well, what about the other nod we did?” Larry asks. “Don’t you numbskulls know your head and body language? When you nod your head like this,” he shakes his head sideways, “That actually means ‘no’.” “Ohhhhhhhh.” Larry and Curly say in understanding. “Yeah.” Outside the Van... The Equestria Girls are standing out front, Sunset in the front doorway, Rainbow leaning back against the wall by the doorframe, and the others spread out throughout the front porch, wondering what could be going on with the repairmen in the damaged vehicle and why they ran inside it in the first place. “I wonder what they‘re doing in there?” Fluttershy asks. “Now that there’s a question that all of us are wonderin’, Sugarcube,” Applejack says. Just then, the doors to the van open wide. Moe, Larry, and Curly each step out of the van one at a time, and they scurry straight back to the girls. They come to a stop when they approach the steps to Sunset’s porch. “Is everything alright?” Sunset asks them. “Oh, nothing to worry about, Kid,” Moe assures her, “We just, uh-“ “Forgot to get the tools,” Larry interrupts, and shows everyone the tool bag. When Moe sees the bag Larry has, his first course of action is to ask Larry where he got the tools from. However, he decides to hold his tongue and play along with it, so as not to give the girls a reason to be suspicious. “What he said,” Moe lies, “We also just wanted to talk things over privately, and we are happy to tell ya that we will happily take whatever job you have for us.” “Yeah, if it’s experts in technology you’re lookin’ for, you’ve got the right guys,” Curly lies, “Remember, your mother and my mother are both mothers.” Once again feeling annoyed by Curly because of the witty punchline he has given, Moe stomps his foot onto Curly’s foot, making him yell because of the pain. Curly gets peeved by what Moe has done and gives him a look to show it. The girls and dog meanwhile can’t help but giggle and chuckle because of the scene, and their suspicions fade away for now. “Well, then I’m glad that you three came,” Sunset says with a smile. “So are we,” Twilight says, motioning to the others who nod in agreement. The Stooges blink for a moment, almost finding it hard to believe that the girls have fallen for what they just told them. “Mr. Quick-Fix never discussed with us how much he’d like for us to pay you all. But, how does, say...$125 an hour sound?” The Stooges jump with a jolt at the sound of how much money Sunset is willing to pay them for the work. “$125 an hour?” Moe asks. “Why, yes,” Sunset says. “Hey, Bunion-Head,” he says to Curly. “How much is that a minute?” In response to Moe’s question, Curly all of a sudden gives off a blank look before making noises like a typewriter with his lips, moving them at a speed no one has thought possible. As his mouth makes the typing sound, his head slowly moves to the right, then jolts back to the left. The process repeats itself a couple more times, before finally, with one last ding... He stops. He puts a couple of his fingers to his lips, and uses them to pull something out before doing the same with the fingers of his other hand. A long and rectangular piece of paper, like from that of an old-fashioned calculator, gets pulled out of his mouth, until he rips it off of his lips like one would a receipt machine. He looks at what the receipt and says, “Two dollars and eight cents.” “Exactly what I was thinking,” Moe says, and pats Curly on the head. “Good work, Kid. You’re still usin’ the old noggin of yours.” He turns back to face the girls and dog. “Ladies and Dog, you’ve got yourselves a deal on the payment.” “What do you want us to do?” Larry asks. “Well, partners. Follow us upstairs and we’ll show ya,” Applejack motions, being the first to walk in the house. The other girls, as well as Spike, follow closely behind Applejack in the house. And with that, the Stooges follow the girls and dog. But, instead of walking, they run to the doorway and try to get through it at the same time. They each get stuck in the doorway though, unable to get through. “Spread out!” Moe orders. So, they all back out of the doorway, and Moe becomes the first to run through the door. Curly and Larry then try to run through the doorway, but the two of them once again get stuck. They back out of it again just to get free. Both of them are about to run through it again, but they both see one another about to go through. Curly is the first to react a second time, being the one to run first, and with Larry following behind, each of them being able to make it through the door and closing it behind them. Meanwhile...Back at Quick-Fix’s House and Electricity Fixer-Uppers Inc.... Mr. Quick-Fix is in the garage part of his shop, still knocked out from the ordeal with his three new employees. He stirs in his sleep, at last being able to wake up. He also puts his hand to his head, because it feels like a ton of bricks have fallen on it. “Ohhhh. Have I got a headache.” He groans. He stands up from what must’ve been a few hours’ nap. His head feels hazy, and he’s unable to remember exactly what happened to have caused him to fall into unconsciousness. He does however remember that he keeps an ice pack inside of a refrigerator in his office, so he heads straight to his work station. Little does he know what’s happening under his very nose. Especially concerning three certain men. Chapter 6: Ruckus of the Repairmen-Part 1 (Edited)Something has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.Chapter 1: The Equestria Girls Beginning (Edited) The sun slowly rises behind the houses of a suburban neighborhood, almost as if it was waking up from a good night’s sleep. As the light of the sun causes the shadows cast by the houses to vanish, a squirrel rises up while inside the hole of a tree. He rubs the sleep out of his eyes before shaking his head, fully waking himself up. Feeling ready to take on the world, he hops through the hole and onto the branch in front of it. As if right on cue, he catches the sound of birds singing. That doesn’t disturb him in the least bit, because hearing them chirping is music to his ears. "UUUUUUUUUUGGHH!!!". The scream of anger is so loud, it causes the squirrel to run back into his hole and the birds in the distance to cut their singing practice short. Who'd make a scream that would ruin such a beautiful day as this?! Inside a house, a frustrated girl is having some kind of trouble. Sunset Shimmer glowers at her computer, because when she tries to type something in, she keeps getting a message saying, "Sorry. Your request is invalid." "Oh! Come on! Why won't you work?!" Sunset Shimmer yells at the computer. Her agitation has grown steadily. Ever since last night, her computer hasn't processed anything she typed. She's stuck on the same page, unable to move to the next part. She's been trying to complete her history test for school, but so far, her computer keeps her from finishing. The worst part is that she’s so close to finishing. When it happened last night, she at first thought that everything would be all right in the morning. But she thought wrong. Now, she has been sitting here for what felt like an hour, and still her computer won't work. As a last resort, she repeatedly types the letter 'g' out of frustration. Then, a slight miracle happens when a long row of g’s appears on the screen. She gasps when seeing that finally, her computer is giving off some activity. Sunset smiles, knowing that her computer is finally working, and relaxes in her chair with her hands behind her head, even though the letter 'g' keeps scrolling across the screen. But suddenly, her computer screen turns a bright green. The glare is bright enough to shine around her room, but not enough to make her cover her eyes or squint. “Huh? What the heck?” Sunset Shimmer says in confusion at the sight. Then, without warning, the computer shuts itself down, with the screen blipping with a little light green dot before it disappears, leaving a light dinging sound before it becomes completely black. Sunset is dumbfounded, her mouth agape from the events that just transpired. "Oh no no no!!! Come on, please don't quit on me now!!! Please!!!" Sunset shouts while desperately shaking her computer. Finally, Sunset slams her head on her desk and gives up on her fruitless efforts to bring her computer back to life. “What am I going to do now?!” She wondered to herself in thought, “My history test is due on Friday and I have a lot to do in order to pass! At this rate, I’ll be getting an ‘F’ just for not turning a test in at all!” Then, a thought hits her, and when it does a smile comes on because she just figured out who she can turn to for help and guidance. "Of course," Sunset says to herself, "I'll call my friends. I'm sure they can help me with my problem." Right away, she picks up her cell phone from her pocket, and texts each and every one of the friends she has. Help is on the way. Thirty minutes later... Sunset stands outside on her lawn, anxiously waiting for her friends to come after texting them to come over right away. As she waits, she taps her right foot on the ground, her fingers twitching uncomfortably, and she bites her lip as she keeps waiting for the rest of the gang. "Oh, where are they? I hope they got my text." Sunset anxiously looks at her phone again. "We did, Sunset!" a high-pitched and bubbly voice says from beside her. "Huh?" Sunset turns around to find the smiling face of a girl beside her. "Ah!" she screams before jumping in fright. She’s immediately surprised. Hanging upside down in front of her is her friend Pinkie Pie. Normally, Pinkie popping out of nowhere is really not shocking to her, but what really surprises Sunset is the fact that she’s upside down, and off the ground too. "Hey Sunset," Pinkie greets her with a wave of her hand. "Hey Pinkie," Sunset greets back, "H-How are you-" "Upside down!" Pinkie says with a giggle, "It's all thanks to my Super-Duper Flying Party Machine, for when I want to get to my friends or a party I'm throwing super-duper fast." Sunset looks above Pinkie to see what she's talking about, and finds that she’s telling the truth. A flying machine that looks like a cupcake hovers overhead, Pinkie using the landing bars to hang with her feet. With no problem, Pinkie swings up in the air, and lands on the seat of her flying machine. She presses a small yellow button and the machine floats down to land on the ground and shut off. After that, she gets off the seat of her machine. "I was only trying it out really, so the others aren't far behind," Pinkie tells Sunset. "Sunset!" another voice calls out. Turning their attention to the direction of the voice, Sunset and Pinkie spot Twilight Sparkle, Spike the Dog, Applejack, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, and Fluttershy quickly heading their way. "We came as quickly as we could," Twilight told Sunset. "Whatever is the matter, darling?" Rarity asks with concern. "Are you having a dress problem?" "Is Ray not feeling well?" Fluttershy asks with worry. "Is there something from Equestria that needs to be taken out?" Rainbow Dash asks with enthusiasm. "Do you have a squirrel problem?" Spike asks while wagging his tail. "Do you need frosting for your cupcakes?!" Pinkie asks with an anxious gasp. Sunset's friends (save Applejack) start to talk at the same time, each wanting to know what it is that Sunset needs them for. Much to Sunset's fears, she can’t understand a word that they’re saying. But lucky for everyone, Applejack decides to calm things down by getting everyone's attention. "Now hold on y'all," she says. With that, everyone turns their heads in attention. Applejack walks up to Sunset, and places a hand on her shoulder. "Sunset. What's wrong? Whatever it is we're here for ya," Applejack assures. Sunset sighs, glad that Applejack has asked the right question for the situation. "It's hard to tell you all about it in words," Sunset tells them, "But come inside and I'll show you why I called you all to come over here." She motions for them to follow her into her house, and they all follow. A minute later… “Well, here it is. The reason I called you all here, and the problem I’m having,” Sunset says while showing her friends the computer. Her friends look at the computer. But the moment they look at it, the more confused each of them become. Especially since it looks like nothing is wrong. For a moment, none of them really know what to say, until Rarity is the first to break the ice. “Um, Sunset, not to be too blunt or anything, but…” “What’s wrong with that computer, exactly?” Applejack interrupts. Sunset is silent for a moment before answering. “I don’t know exactly what’s wrong with it, but, all I can say is that it’s broken.” she tells them. “Broken? Why is it broken?” Fluttershy asks. “Last night, I was trying to complete my history test for school this Friday. But when I tried to use it, it literally didn’t cooperate with me at all. It wouldn’t work right. So, I decided to wait until this morning to work on my homework since I thought it would be okay by now.” “I take it that waiting until morning didn't work, then?” Rainbow Dash said. “No. It didn’t. All morning, it hasn’t been taking any of my commands or my requests. It wouldn’t even do any kind of activity to help me complete my test. But the worst part is, it suddenly blacked out after the screen turned bright green, and it won’t turn back on.” While she says that, her frustration about her computer becomes apparent to her friends, as they can see the stress building up on her face. But Sunset composes herself by taking a deep breath, signs of stress disappearing as she breathes. “So that’s why I called you all here,” she tells them, “I need your help. I don’t know how I can fix it and I really want to complete my homework.” “Sunset, of course we’ll help you,” Rarity tells her, “But, don’t you have a laptop or something that you can use instead?” “I do. I normally use it for when I’m out of the house or if there’s a situation like this one here. But, I want to see if this computer can be fixed before doing that.” “Ah, well, that’s certainly understandable.” “Twilight. You’re an expert on computers and all that kinda stuff, right?” Applejack asked. “Of course.” Twilight responds. “Can you fix it?” “I wish I could, but I can’t. This computer is one of the very old versions that was made years ago and went out of stock because of the current versions. I know a lot about laptops and all sorts of present technology, but not ones like these.” “Aw come on, Twilight,” Spike says, “I’m sure this computer is no different than the one at your house.” As soon as he says that, Spike goes over to the back of the computer to investigate it in order to see if anything back there is the cause of Sunset’s problems. He starts to mess with some wires to see if that would help get the computer back into shape, much to the concern of the girls. He tangles some wires with his paws, and also grabs one of them with his mouth before speaking with his mouth full. “I mean, really, all you gotta do is just do a little this and that around here, and...” But before he can finish his sentence, the wires in his mouth shock him, causing him to shake all over and the electricity sparks across his fur. The commotion causes the girls to rush straight to him and gape in shock with their eyes wide. When they see what is happening to him, they’re straight out frightened for his safety. Finally the electricity stops and Spike plops on his belly onto the ground with his tongue lolling out of his mouth. “Spike!” Twilight shouts with worry. Right away, she picks her dog up off of the ground and cradles him like a baby. The rest of the girls gather around. “Spikey-Wikey! Are you alright?!” Rarity shouts with concern. When there is almost no response from the dog, Rarity leans closer to him, and pets his belly to provoke a reaction. She gets one when one of his back legs twitches at the feeling of being petted. Spike shakes his head to come back to reality, and blinks like he has just taken a nap. When his eyes clear, he finds himself looking into the eyes and face of Rarity, his heart skipping a beat and his tail wagging because he has never seen Rarity this close like this. “Are you alright?” Rarity asked. “It’s okay, Rarity. I’m alright,” he responds to her, eyes forming into hearts. Rarity and the others smile, knowing now that Spike is okay. But everyone’s attention is drawn back to the computer, and their smiles disappear. “Now I definitely know I can’t fix it.” Twilight says. “That’s understandable.” Rainbow speaks up. “Then what are we going to do? How can my computer be fixed if neither of us can fix it ourselves?” Sunset Shimmer asks. “Um, I think I may have-“ Fluttershy speaks softly . “Obviously we’re going to need an expert on these kinds of doohickies to help us.” Applejack interrupts. “Yes, we do, and I-“ Fluttershy says softly. “But who are we going to find? We really don’t know anyone who can help us, and we don’t have any connections either.” Rarity interrupts. “Which is why I think I know-“ Fluttershy says quietly. “Oh! Oh! I know someone! I know someone!” Pinkie shouts. When Pinkie says that, everyone’s attention immediately directs to her. Even Fluttershy’s attention despite trying to say something to her friends. “Really, Pinkie? Who?” Sunset asks. Hearing Sunset’s question, Pinkie puts her hand inside her poofy hair, and digs into it as if she is looking for something. She smiles wildly when she finds what she’s looking for. She pulls it out to show everyone what it is. It’s a white business card that contains a phone number and company name. Sunset walks over to Pinkie to get a closer look, and Pinkie hands it to her so that she can look for herself. “Quick Fix’s House and Electricity Fixer-Uppers Inc.,” she reads, “Where did you get this, Pinkie?” “Weeeeeell. A while back, while my granny was visiting my place, my Dad was trying to fix my house’s wire compartment because all week and every night at 8 p.m, the power would for some reason go out for a short time. But he couldn’t fix it himself, soooo, my granny gave him this card to call Mr. Quick-Fix for help, and he sent someone down right away.” Pinkie told them. Everyone else, except for Fluttershy, blinks in response to what Pinkie has just told them, deeply fascinated by the fact that she knows someone who can help. Fluttershy just looks away for a little bit while speaking softly about something to herself. “That’s who I was going to suggest.” No one else is paying attention to her of course. “What happened after that, Pinkie?” Twilight asked. “Well, after the repair guy fixed the compartment, everything went back to normal, and we got to make tons of rock soup after that. Quick-Fix’s repair shop really helped us out, and they never fail in a task.” Everyone is astonished. For a moment, all any of them can do is just stare at Pinkie with eyes as wide as plates and do nothing but blink. “Wow. Pinkie, you’re a genius,” Sunset thanks her with a smile. “Thanks,” she responds, “Wait? Don’t geniuses normally wear hats or glasses?” In response to Pinkie’s question, the other girls giggle. “Okay, so with Mr. Quick-Fix in mind, all we gotta do now is call him, ask him to send somebody down to fix this broken-down dinosaur here, and he’ll send someone here to help us.” Rainbow Dash says. “Dash is right. It’s not like we have a choice anyway since his company is the only one we have a connection to.” Applejack says. Sunset smiles at the plan that is building up around them, especially with Rainbow, Pinkie, and Applejack being the first to build it. “It’s the perfect plan. His company obviously has professionals, and that’s what we need for my computer problem.” Sunset says. “I second the motion.” Rarity says, raising her hand. “Me too.” Fluttershy says in a clear voice. “I’m not sure if dogs can vote or have a say in these kinds of situations, but I’m definitely up for that solution.” Spike says, before he scratches his ear. All attention is turned to Twilight, who has yet to say anything about hiring someone from Quick-Fix’s House and Electricity Fixer-Uppers Inc. Twilight takes a moment to think about it, then reaches for her calculator. “According to my calculations, the current notion that we have come up with just now is the best one we have and can do without a problem. So I say, let's go for it.” The other girls cheer, knowing that everyone is finally on the same page. But it’s no longer the only sound in the room. Out of nowhere, a loud growling sound comes out of nowhere. It’s coming from each of the girls’ stomachs, and they take notice of that right away. Spike’s stomach growls as well. Apparently all the excitement has made them hungry. “Uh, how about we grab a bite to eat first?” Spike asked. Everyone looks at each other, realizing that they each need some lunch before they ever get started on calling the repairman. “Come on, let’s go get some lunch. I have plenty of food downstairs.” Sunset says. “Good idea. Can’t call them on an empty stomach.” Applejack agrees. And with that, everyone goes downstairs to grab some grub. But little do they know that there is going to be more than a broken computer heading their way. Author's Note I can’t believe I just published my first story! *inhales deeply* Anyway, I was surprised that no one had done a crossover about MLP and the Three Stooges. I thought that they were a really great mix too, so, I decided to make a crossover about them myself. This is my first story, so if anyone sees any errors concerning the punctuation or something involving my writing, I would very much like to know about it. Thank you! Note: MLP and the Three Stooges are not owned by me. But I do own my upcoming OC Mr. Quick-Fix. Don’t forget to like and comment!
Chapter 2: The Three Stooges Beginning (Edited)Inside a flat-roofed medium-sized building known as Quick Fix’s House and Electricity Fixer-Uppers Inc., three men seem to be up to something with a light bulb in the back room. Up on a ladder, a pale man removes a burned out light bulb from its socket. He scratches irritably at his black, sugar bowl haircut as he slides the dead bulb free. “Here, Larry. Take this light bulb and put it with the rest of the duds.” Larry looks up. “Sure, Moe. But where are the rest of the duds?” He ducks as the bulb nearly gets tangled in his own curly hair. Moe rolls his eyes, his irritation obviously not improved by the question. “Where do you think they are?” “In the garbage?” Larry asks dumbly. “No, in your stomach,” Moe replies, before kicking Larry in the stomach, causing him to groan and put his hands to his belly, “Of course they’re in the garbage, nitwit. Curly’s looking after it, isn’t he?” He gestures at the bin of light bulbs nearby where a bald man in overalls rummages through the pile. The music blasting through Curly’s headphones can be heard even from all the way up the ladder. Without warning, the two men hear a sound like glass shattering. They look over to see that for some reason, Curly is looking at a light bulb like he’s deeply inspecting it. Then he throws the light bulb away, making it smash against the wall. “On second thought, give it back to me,” Moe orders Larry. As ordered, Larry hands back the old light bulb to Moe. Moe comes down from the ladder, and starts walking toward Curly, while Larry just stands by and watches. While Moe stalks his way, Curly once again inspects another light bulb. Unsatisfied with this one, he throws the perfectly good light bulb away. Only this time, without a thought, the direction he throws it is at Moe. It hits Moe on the head, breaking into pieces, and making Moe get dazed for a moment. With a shake of his head, Moe clears himself from his daze before looking at Curly with a peeved expression and going towards him. “Hey, Curly,” Moe says, coming up behind him and roughly tapping his shoulder. But Curly doesn’t respond. He can’t hear him because of the music, and he’s so focused on his light bulb inspecting he doesn’t even know Moe is behind him. Deciding he has had enough, Moe grabs Curly’s headphones from both sides, pulls them apart and lets them go! The smack on Curly’s head and ears is enough to gain his attention. “Ow!” Curly takes off his headphones, turns around, and sees Moe behind him with an annoyed expression. Moe pinches the tip of Curly’s ear with two fingers and lifts him to a fully upright position. “What are you doing?” Moe asks, still annoyed by what he just saw. “I was just inspecting the light bulbs for dirty spots, Moe,” Curly explains. “What for?” “Haven’t you ever heard the saying ‘Give light and people will find the way’?” “Yeah. What about it?” “Well I figured, if I found a good clean light bulb, it could light the way better for us.” “Oh,” Moe says. Then he narrows his eyes at the ridiculousness of it all. “Well, what’s the idea of throwing light bulbs away and breaking them?” “They weren’t the right ones,” Curly says to him plainly. “Tell me, have you ever felt a light bulb hit your head before?” “No?” “Well, you’re going to now,” Moe says before he smashes the old light bulb onto Curly’s bare head. “OOH! OOH! OOH!” “Now grab another light bulb and come put it up without breaking it,” Moe orders Curly. “Hmmmm!” Curly scoffs. Irritated by Moe, he waves his hand side-to-side in front of Moe’s face. Startled, Moe instinctively follows the gestures, his head bobbing the same directions. Curly wiggles his hand some more, fluttering it up, and swinging it down. Every movement causes Moe’s head to follow blindly until his eyes cross. “Nyuck! Nyuck! Nyuck!” Satisfied, Curly chuckles in triumph. But his triumph is short-lived when Moe uses two fingers to poke him in the eyes, causing him to yelp with pain. “Come on,” Moe says before he grabs Curly by the ear again. Moe returns to the ladder with Curly’s ear in tow, followed immediately by the rest of Curly. He lets go of Curly’s ear, and leans in close to his two comrades. “Now listen you mugs, we were lucky to get this job without gettin’ fired afterwards, so no more of this nonsense,” Moe says to Larry and Curly. “I’m still disgusted about how we got this job in the first place.” Larry says. “Yeah. One small lie was what got us here in the first place, and it was your fault for making the lie. You told the guy we were great at repairing.” Curly points out to Moe. “Well don’t look at me, you weren’t being much of a saint either. ‘Three of the best repairmen ever to do a repair’. I oughta bat your eyes out for saying that to the boss,” Moe reminds him. Curly in turn gets irritated by Moe for reminding him of that. “Don’t get excited Puddin’ head, you know he’s right,” Larry says to Curly’s face. “And you,” Moe says, before grabbing Larry by the hair and hauling him away from Curly, “you had to make the lie bigger at the last minute.” “Yay, well we really did fix that bell at the old church you know,” Larry says in self-defense. “By causing it to fall on the head of a priest thinking it had a doughnut remover on it,” Moe reminds him. Moe cuffs Larry on the back of the head, the slap making his curly hair bounce and causing him to rub where Moe hit him. When Curly sees this, he chuckles to himself. When Moe hears that irritating chuckle, he turns around to face Curly, and uses a balled up hand to thump that bald forehead. “Listen. We have a job now right?” Moe asks them. “Yeah,” Larry and Curly respond at the same time, both rubbing their newly sore spots. "As repairmen, we can earn enough money to pay the landlady at our apartment, right?" Moe says to lift their spirits. “Yep, and keep from having to sleep on the sidewalk,” Larry says in agreement. “And have plenty of food and drinks to keep from turning to bones,” Curly also agrees. “Right. So what do you say? You wanna be a repairman?” Moe asks Larry and Curly. “Yeah!” Larry and Curly respond with high spirits. “Then let's get the light bulb to light up. Come on.” Moe orders with sudden irritation again. Moe slaps Curly’s head to get him to put the bulb back on. The slap is much to Curly’s annoyance, but it gets him to climb up the ladder to put up the new light bulb. While the Stooges work on their light bulb problem in the back, a man in the front office searches through his mail for something. Mr. Quick-Fix himself looks much like the image on his business cards: blue skin, bright red hair cut severely short, and snapping green eyes. He rummages through the pile of letters on his desk like he’s looking for something that will make his day. Money, most likely. "Bills. Bills. Bills. Nothing but bills," he says in disdain, "People these days must be buying their own tools. How can a repairman earn some bucks when people don't send-" He doesn’t finish his sentence, because he finally finds something he has been looking for: A $75 check from one of his customers. "Yaahoooooo!!!!" he shouts happily. He jumps up onto his table, and kisses his check like it is all that matters to him at the moment. "Quick-Fix, you'll be the richest man in town one day," he brags to himself. When he is done taking another few seconds just to admire what he has in his hands, he jumps off of his table, and opens a drawer to his desk, bringing out a small safe with a combination lock on it. Stealthily, he opens it up with his own personal code, and puts the check inside of it for safekeeping. After closing the safe, he sits back down on his chair, putting his feet on the table and crossing them over one another to indulge in his brief moment of triumph. After Curly finishes climbing the ladder, he screws the new light bulb he found in the pile onto the socket without any hindrance or mishap. But when he finishes screwing it, he looks around where he’s standing and starts to remember one thing: he’s afraid of heights! “NYAAAAAAAAAGGGHHH!!!!!!” he screams, before the ladder goes down with him still atop it. CRASH! The commotion is enough to startle Mr. Quick-Fix. His chair rolls away from his desk, depositing him on the ground. The impact disturbs a glass of water he has on his desk, and it tips over to spill on his floor and drench a newly-imported rug. When Quick-Fix sees the damage, his temper flares. He grinds his teeth, knowing exactly just who is responsible for the noise. "Those air-headed idiots!" he shouts. Jumping to his feet, he marches straight to the door that leads to the back room of his repair shop. He needs a word with three certain men that he hired not too long ago. In the back, Moe and Larry of course see the whole thing and walk right over to Curly to pick him up by the arms. When they get him up, well, they give him quite a talking to. “What’s the matter with you?! Why did you fall off like that?!” Moe asks angrily. “I couldn’t help it, I’m afraid of heights!” Curly responds. “Well, why didn’t you say so before climbing up?!” Larry asks. “I forgot that I was!” Curly responds again. “Oh, you did, eh?” Moe says to him. Moe slaps Curly on the stomach, causing him to bend over so Moe can follow up with a knock on the head. Yelping, Curly shoots straight back up again and clutches his head. While Curly rubs his head, Larry thumps him in the stomach just like Moe has done before, bending him over again. “Hey, butt outta this.” Moe says to Larry, smacking him on the forehead. “OOH!” Larry yells, “Hey, what’s the idea?!” Curly gets himself straightened up, gives Moe an angry look, and belly bumps him. Spinning around, Curly smirks in satisfaction once Moe can’t see his face. But that turns out to be a bad idea when Moe bops the back of his head with his fist, making him stumble forward into Larry, where forehead meets forehead. As the Stooges argue and yell at each other, Mr. Quick-Fix walks in and sees what his three new employees are doing. He frowns, and his mouth gets cross at what he’s seeing before him. He walks right over to them while they’re distracted, coming close behind their backs. He does the one thing he thought of to get the attention of his workers: bonk all their heads together with a mighty push. “OOMPH!!!” the Stooges yell from the impact. Rubbing their heads, they turn around to find their boss right behind them, with that angry expression of his, much to their nervousness. “What’s going on here?!” Mr. Quick-Fix yells. “We’re sorry, Boss.” Larry desperately tells him. “We just had an accident during our practice.” Moe desperately tells his boss. “Practice?!” “Yay, we were just warming up for the job by fixing up a light bulb,” Curly quickly says before pointing at the light bulb, “See.” Quick-Fix looks over at the light hanging on the ceiling, along with the pile of light bulbs on the ground and the fallen ladder. “Well listen you nitwits! The noise you made in here caused water to spill on a $300 office rug of mine!” he shouts again. Because of this, the Stooges talk all at once, apologizing to their boss for causing the accident in his office, until Mr. Quick-Fix screams, “Shut up!” It’s enough to quiet them. “Now listen. Since your “practice” is over, clean up this mess you made and don’t make any more noise. If I hear another ruckus back here, I’ll pulverize you and throw you out into the street,” he tells them. When he said the “pulverize” part, the Stooges put their hands to their throats in fright as if they can envision what he will do to them if they make another mistake. “Not to worry, boss. We won’t disturb you again.” Moe assures. “We’ll be as quiet as a mouse.” Larry says. “Yay, a deaf and dumb mouse.” Curly adds. After he says that, Curly laughs at his own joke. His wisecracking at a time like this irritates Moe. He holds out one of his hands, which he balls into a fist. “See that?” he asks Curly. “Yeah?” Moe slaps the top of his fist, spinning his arm around, and bonking Curly on his head. It makes Curly grunt in pain. “Like he said, we’ll be quiet,” Moe says to Quick-Fix. “Why not go into your office and relax?” “Alright. But you’d better keep your word.” Quick-Fix warns. After Quick-Fix gives his warning, he walks out of the room and back into his office, leaving the Stooges standing around for a moment. “You heard him, we better be quiet.” Moe tells Larry & Curly. “Yay, better to do that than anything else since practice is over.” Larry agrees. “But what’ll we do?” Curly asks. The three men think for a moment. They keep thinking, until finally, Larry comes up with something they could do. “How about a game of cards?” he asks. “Okay, that’s fine with me,” Moe replies. “Me too,” Curly says. Moe turns to face Curly to ask him one simple question: “Have ya got your deck of cards?” “Soitenly!” Curly answers. Reaching into his pocket, Curly gets out a pack of cards so that they can play a card game. But being the goofy guy he is, he gets the cards out of their small box and makes a card fan like he’s showing off a card trick. “Nyuck, nyuck, nyuck, nyuck, nyuck.” “Come on.” Moe orders. Moe slaps Curly on his forehead, and makes him drop his cards on the ground. It annoys Curly a little, but he doesn’t think it is anything worth fighting back over. The Stooges gather up the cards that fell down, and sit down to enjoy a nice game while they wait for an assignment to come to them. Author's Note Two chapters in one day! Boy! Am I on fire or what?! Anyway, the story hasn’t been entirely complete yet, but I promise you this: No matter what, I will never keep you guys hanging for an eternity. As soon as I get chapter three done, I’ll post it here right away. But it’ll take a while for me to complete it. Thank you so much for reading this. Don’t forget to like and comment!
Chapter 3: In Which Funny Events Occur (Edited)Author's Note At last! The third chapter of “From Repair to Despair” is finally complete! It took me a while to really get things moving for our characters, but now I have finally gotten the Stooges out of the shop, and the girls waiting for some help from Quick-Fix. I would like to note that there’s going to be a lot of scene switching, so I hope no one gets confused by it all. Enjoy! Oh! And don’t forget to comment and like (if you haven’t done the like part already)! Chapter 3: In Which Funny Events Occur (Edited) At Sunset Shimmer’s house... After the girls have a bite to eat, they decide to call the repair shop right away using Sunset Shimmer’s cell phone and putting it on speaker. However, for the past ten minutes, they haven’t received any call back from the shop. “Well, this is the second phone call so far, but still no response.” Sunset says. “Huh. That’s strange. When my Dad called him, he didn’t have this much trouble getting a response.” Pinkie says with bafflement. “Well, there ain’t any sense in not tryin’ again. After all, third time’s a charm.” Applejack says. “Right.” Sunset agrees. So once again, Sunset uses her cell phone to dial the phone number for Quick Fix’s House and Electricity Fixer-Uppers Inc. She and her friends each get close to the phone, hoping that Mr. Quick-Fix will pick up the phone this time. Just in case, Sunset puts her phone on the table. At Quick Fix’s House and Electricity Fixer-Uppers Inc... Quick-Fix is just coming back from the back of the building after making his threat to Moe, Larry, and Curly. Unaware that someone is trying to call him. “Those jug-heads.” he mutters to himself. Luckily, before he can ever think more about those Stooges and his now stained rug, his office phone starts to ring, getting his attention. With a clear of his throat, and an adjusting of his belt, he calms himself down from the events prior, and picks up his phone without any problem at all. “Quick-Fix’s House and Electricity Fixer-Uppers Inc.,” he says, “Quick-Fix speaking.” Back at Sunset’s house... “Hello? Mr. Quick-Fix? My name is Sunset Shimmer, and I’d like to call about a prob-“ Sunset says, before Quick-Fix interrupts. “Sunset Shimmer? Say, aren’t you the girl who once terrorized a school by bullying others and then became a hero after making some friends?” “Um...Yes. I guess you could say that.” Sunset says with slight embarrassment. Back at Quick-Fix’s office... “Heh, heh, heh. I thought it might be you,” he tells her with a chuckle, “But don’t worry, no matter who a person is, he or she is always welcome as my customer.” “Oh. Well, thank you, Sir.” Sunset says from the phone. “Not a problem. So, what can I do for you?” he asks her. Back at Sunset Shimmer’s house... “Welllll. I’ve been having some problems with my computer lately.” Sunset tells him. “Is it an old version or modern version?” Quick-Fix asked. “A really big old version.” Sunset answered. “Old version, eh? Interesting,” Quick-Fix said, “Tell me all about it, Kid. Once I have the whole story, I’ll see what I can do.” “Alright. Well, it all started last night in my bedroom when I was trying to complete my homework...” And just like that, she begins telling Quick-Fix the whole story. Meanwhile, back at the repair shop...In the back, not the office... Moe, Larry, and Curly are in the midst of playing a game of poker, being sure to keep their assurance to Quick-Fix on being quiet and not breaking anything. Since they don’t have any money, they resolve to use things like tools, screws, and even pieces of bubble gum on what each of them can try to win for. “How many?” Larry asked Moe. “Ten.” Moe replies. Moe gathers 5 pieces of bubble gum, 3 screws, and 2 screwdrivers to make his ten. “I’ll take the same.” Larry says. Larry gathers 6 screws, and 4 pieces of bubble gum to make his ten. “I’ll raise you four.” Moe tells Larry. Larry thinks for a moment on what his next move will be. He finally chooses his next move. “I’ll see that four, and raise you to seven.” Larry tells him as he puts down seven screws. “How about you, puddin’ head?” Moe asks Curly. “Me?” Curly asks. “Yay, you,” Moe sternly says, “What about it?” Curly dumbly smiles, apparently forgetting that Moe is asking him about his bet. “I’ll take a hamburger and french fries,” Curly says. Moe and Larry’s expressions convey their annoyance. “Pick out two.” Moe says, lifting his hand up and stretching out his fingers. “One. Two.” Curly points and counts. And just like that, Moe uses the fingers Curly picks to poke him in the eyes. “OW!” Curly yells. “C’mon, just tell us what you bet.” Moe orders. “Alright, alright.” Curly replies, before turning his attention back to his cards. Back at Quick-Fix’s office... “So the computer wouldn’t take any command you give it for your homework, and then it just blacks out just like that?” he asks Sunset from the phone. “Yes sir. That’s exactly what happened.” Sunset confirms from the phone. “Hmmmm,” he says while thinking and scratching his chin with his finger, “This sounds like something very serious, Kid. A tough case too.” Back at Sunset’s house... “Oh.” Sunset says with dismay. Sunset and her friends look at each other forlornly, seeing dismay all around. They had high hopes that their computer problem could be solved, but now, it seems like their call will be for nothing. “However, just because it seems tough doesn’t mean that my company won't back down from the job.” Quick-Fix suddenly says from the phone. His words restore the girls’ hopes. They smile, knowing that Quick-Fix is willing to help out. “Really?” Sunset says. “Of course. The job you’re giving my company is a challenge, and challenges are something that strengthen it,” Quick-Fix tells her, “I also have three very excellent men who are wonderful with every type of computer known to mankind, and I will send them over to ya right away.” At the news they’re given, the girls cheer jubilantly. “Thank you, Mr. Quick-Fix,” says Sunset. Back at Quick-Fix’s office... “How soon can they come? What are their names? How much money do I owe you for the job?” Sunset asks from the phone with excitement. “Ah, don’t worry Mrs. Shimmer, the price is all up to you.” Quick-Fix assures. Back with the Stooges... “Well Kid, it’s your move. What have ya got?” Moe asks Curly as they play. Curly smiles upon hearing it was his turn, because this time... “I shoot the works.” Curly says. When he says that, Moe and Larry are stunned as he pushes his bet all in. Neither Moe nor Larry can compete against the amount he’s giving. “I call.” Moe says, before he puts down his cards. “Four Kings.” Larry puts down his cards to show his friends what he has. “Two tens and two queens.” he says, before turning his attention to Curly, “What have you got?” Curly put his cards down on the ground to show what he has. “Four A’s.” he tells them. Once again, Moe and Larry feel surprised by Curly. He just won the game! How could he have such a good hand! Feeling victorious, Curly reaches over to grab the new earnings that he has gotten from winning the game, but, as he does, something all of a sudden falls out of the sleeve of his shirt. It does not go unnoticed by Moe & Larry. Immediately, Curly picks the thing up to put it back in his sleeve, until Moe snatches it away from him before he can put the object away. Moe and Larry take a closer look to find that what has fallen out of Curly’s sleeve is another Ace. They look at him with scowls. “Ohhh a cheater, eh?” Moe says. Still not wanting them to find out, Curly shakes his head ‘no’ with a very insistent look. But it doesn’t work, because Moe slaps him for hiding the card, and uses his pinky to grab Curly by the nostril and make him stand up with him. Larry stands up as well. “What else have ya got?” Moe asks. “Nothin’.” Curly insists. But Moe doesn’t believe him. He clenches his hand, and bonks Curly’s head, which not only causes him to yell in pain, but makes several cards fall out of his coat and onto the ground. Moe takes a closer look at them to find that they are all Aces, much to his fury. “Why you, double-crosser!” he angrily says to Curly. “Whoop-whoop-whoop-whoop!” Curly says, suddenly running away from Moe. Right away, Moe picks up a hammer and starts to chase after Curly, with Larry following close behind. “Come back here, you!” Moe yells as he chases Curly. Curly is doing his best to get away from Moe‘s wrath, running like he’s in a race. But the chase is cut short when he slips on a piece of pipe on the floor. His feet go out from under him, and he falls backwards. Before he can ever make impact with the ground, Moe is able to catch him with his arms and stand him back up to face him “A chiseler, eh?! Why you!” he says before he begins to swing the hammer horizontally. But when Moe swings his hammer backwards, the claw of the hammer hits Larry on the forehead! When he hears Larry yelp, Moe looks behind him to find the source of the sound and realizes what he has done. “I didn’t mean that, kid!” Moe apologizes. While Moe is apologizing to Larry, Curly tries to sneak away to avoid Moe. But before he can sneak away any further, Moe notices what he’s doing, and hits Curly on the back of the head with the hammer. He yelps, putting his hand on top of his head, and turns around to face Moe. But he cuts his screaming short when he notices something about the hammer. “Oh, look.” he points out. Wanting to see what he noticed just now, Moe brings the hammer up to the eye level of he and the others. Everyone notices that the head of the hammer is mangled, much to the eye-widening and mouth-opening shock of Moe and Larry. Back at Quick-Fix’s office... “As for what their names are and when they can come, I’ll-“ “You and that iron-head of yours! Look what you did to the hammer!” Moe shouts. “Me?! You’re the one that hit me with it!” Curly also shouts. The shouts from the back are so loud that it’s enough to interrupt Quick-Fix before he can finish his sentence, and disturb him with a blink. “Uh, what was that you just said there?” Sunset asks, confused by the sudden shouts. “Oh, sorry Miss, that wasn’t me. I said that I’ll-“ “Well this is what you get for cheating in our card game!” Larry shouts. “Can I help it if I just got tired of losing today?!” Curly responds. “You ruined the game is what you did!” Moe shouts. A loud slapping noise suddenly makes itself known, as well as Curly saying “OW!” upon the impact of it. Annoyed and angry at the Stooges for the noise, he decides right then and there that he’s going to do something about it. “Mrs. Sunset, I’m gonna have to call you back. But don’t worry, everything will be under control.” he tells his customer, before hanging up the phone. Back at Sunset’s house... The phone has hung up from Quick-Fix’s side, and all Sunset hears is the usual beeping when someone is no longer on the line. Sunset looks at her friends, confused by the shouting in the background at Quick-Fix’s side of the phone. “Now whatever could that shouting have been about?” Rarity asks. “I don’t know. But it likely wasn’t Quick-Fix doing that,” Sunset replies. “It sounded to me like there was an argument of some sort going on.” Twilight says. “Oh! Oh! I know what it was about!” Pinkie shouts. Their attention caught, the rest of the group turned towards Pinkie Pie with curiosity and confusion written all over their faces. “Really, Pinkie? How do you know about that exactly?” Rainbow asks with a raised eyebrow. “I used an ear trumpet to listen reeeeaally close to what the three guys who were arguing were saying. See.” Pinkie says as she shows them a pink ear trumpet. The girls are astonished that Pinkie even has an ear trumpet to begin with, the only thing keeping them from wondering how and where she got that is the knowledge of Pinkie being Pinkie. “Oookay. What did those three guys in the background say, then?” Rainbow asked. “Oh, well, I’m not sure if I can tell you guys that. At least not yet,” Pinkie said, “Besides, that would probably take up too much of the chapter.” Again the girls can’t help but feel confused, mostly because they have no idea what she means by all of that. “Well, whatever that argument is about, I’m sure it isn’t something Mr. Quick-Fix can’t handle calmly.” Fluttershy speaks. “Yes!” the other girls agree. Back in Quick-Fix’s office... As the sounds of arguing and slapstick keep continuing in the back, Quick-Fix is enraged that the Stooges interrupted him once again, even after they said that they wouldn’t make more noise. So, he goes right over to a large rectangular container mounted on the wall. It’s long and red, with a hinged glass lid. He breaks the glass with his own fist, shards falling all over the floor. Without any hesitation, he takes the bright red fire ax out of the container and holds it in his own hands. Now, he has a new goal in mind besides gloating and counting his money... “I’ll murder those guys.”. Back with the Stooges... “Why don’t you quit slapping me for once?!” Curly yells at Moe. “You’re right, slapping is becoming too monotonous,” Moe says. As if to just change the pace, he hits Curly in the belly, doubling him over again. Curly’s infuriated when he gets himself straightened up. “Hmmmm-Why you!” He grabs the broken hammer from out of Moe’s hand, and uses the side of it to hit Moe on the head. “OOOFF!!!” As the argument between the Three Stooges escalates, Mr. Quick-Fix walks into the room. His ax is held in his hands like a soldier ready to strike. “Still usable, huh?! I’ll use you to put it to good use!” Moe shouts at Curly. “Don’t you dare!” “I will dare!” “Go ahead, give it to him!” Larry prodded at Moe. “Oh, I will!” Moe and Larry babble at Curly while he babbles back at them. Curly is saying things “Don’t you dare!” and “Don’t do it!”; Moe is saying things like “I will dare,” and “I will do it!”; and Larry is saying things like “Go ahead, give it to him!”. Mr. Quick-Fix gets crosser at what he’s seeing before him. So cross, in fact, that nothing is going to hold him back from cutting the trio to pieces with his ax. He walks right over to them until he is right beside Larry, ax held high. Larry takes notice of the man beside him right away, as well as noticing the ax in his hands, much to his fright. But he also turns to notice that Moe is about to swing his hammer back towards him, the back of the hammer aiming at him. He ducks before the hammer can hit him by accident again, instead hitting Quick-Fix in the eye. “OW!” he screams. When Moe and Curly hear the scream and look to see where it has come from, they too see that Quick-Fix is there, rubbing his eye with one hand but also noticing the ax in the other. The sight of the ax and the realization of what he is going to do occurs to both at the same time. . With a scream of fright, they take off with Larry right behind them. They run away from Quick-Fix before he can fully recover. When Quick-Fix fully recovers, opening his eye with two fingers, he immediately goes after them, using his empty hand to hold the ax. He clenches his jaw as he goes after the Stooges. “I’m gonna kill you guys!” he shouts. The running Stooges flee to the other side of the room, where they run around to the other side of a worktable. But they unfortunately catch themselves into a deadly trap, because Quick-Fix has them cornered before they can do anything else. His ax is held high. A lot of shouting comes from each opposing side. The Stooges frantically shout to get Quick-Fix to not kill them, and Quick-Fix threatens to kill them. Quick-Fix attempts to come straight towards them, but the Stooges in turn rush right to the other side. They each run in a circle as they babble. When the Stooges end up back where they started, with Quick-Fix again on his side of the table, Curly suddenly spots something red attached to the wall behind him. A fire extinguisher! An idea popping into his head, he quickly takes the extinguisher before anyone can notice. The babbling and running continue until both sides switch ends of the table yet again. Then, without even a moment of hesitation, Curly activates the extinguisher and shoots the mist into Quick-Fix’s face. “Good work, Kid!” Moe tells Curly, patting his head as he does. Wiping his eyes, Quick-Fix quickly recovers from his blindness. When he lays eyes on the Stooges, he growls in rage. “NYAAGH!” Without a moment to lose, Moe throws the broken hammer at Quick-Fix before the latter can even take action. The hammer’s side hits the angry repair shop owner right on the forehead, and dazes him. He is so stunned, he can’t stop himself from accidentally falling against the wall. The impact is so hard that it causes the tools on the walls to shake. It makes three monkey wrenches that are attached to hooks suddenly drop from above. *DIM* *DUM* *DOM* The wrenches fall on top of Quick-Fix’s head one at a time, completely knocking him out with his eyes glazed. He collapses to the ground. “Hey! Let’s get out of here!” Moe shouts to Larry and Curly. The Stooges immediately speed out while Quick-Fix is unconscious, their feet carrying them into his office, where they shut the door and lean back against it. Not taking any chances, Larry decides to grab a nearby chair and uses it to hold the door knob in place. Still scared of facing his wrath, the trio make a break for it out the other side of the office, through to a fancy lobby at the front of the building, and out into the parking lot. They immediately see a large van with the repair shop logo on it. As if running from a monster, they head for the van. Moe and Larry open the front doors and climb in, while Curly opens the back doors. As soon as they’re all in, they start the van up and drive out into the street. They drive down the road so fast that they nearly run into another car coming in the opposite direction. The van swerves to the other side of the street to get past before they can collide, the driver of the other vehicle shouting angrily at their recklessness. “Road Hogs!” the driver shouts. Now, it seems like the trouble the Stooges have been having is over. Quick-Fix is down. They managed to get away before he comes to. They’ve even avoided hitting a car with their van just now. What can go wrong? Well, this story isn’t over yet.
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Chapter 5: Introductions & Conversations (The Funny Kind) (Edited)Author's Note I’m sorry that it took so long for this chapter to come. This one proved to be really difficult to develop because it was mostly one where the characters don’t do much but interact. I especially wanted to make sure everything was completely interesting and funny, which apparently wasn’t the easiest to do. I hope you guys like it, though. Because I think after all the hard work, and even though this chapter was challenging, it came out perfectly! Enjoy! Chapter 5: Introductions & Conversations (The Funny Kind) (Edited) As they enter the house, and the Stooges close the door behind them, the girls standing by and waiting for the three “supposed” repairmen to follow them, Curly takes notice of something very peculiar on the walls. Each wall near the front door has multiple clocks, each of different shape, size, model, and color. “Say, what’s the idea of all the clocks?” he asks. “These? Oh, well, I collect them to see what time it is in various countries,” Sunset explains. “Yeah! And so far, each clock here tells the time of only ten different countries,” Pinkie adds. “What time is it?” Curly asks. As if to answer his question, Pinkie shushes everyone to be silent as she faces a very peculiar looking clock with a statue of a native man on top (the clock from 1943’s Spook Louder). “It’s about to be 1 o’clock in Russia,” Pinkie whispers. When the clock strikes one, the clock makes the most unusual noise to signal the time. “YO! HO! HO! HO! HO!” The statue’s mouth slowly moves up and down. It weirds out Moe and Larry, and Curly for a bit, but his expression changes to a happy smile because he likes the sound. “Hey, let’s come back at 12 o’clock and hear the whole song!” he jubilantly says. “Shut up.” Moe says. “Would you mind coming into the living room?” Sunset asks. “Oh, we don’t mind, Kid,” Moe tells her. “Go ahead, lead the way.” With that, Sunset is the first to break away from the group of eleven, leading the way into the living room, with everyone else following behind and making sure not to crowd their way through the doorway. The only exception is Curly, because he won’t stop checking out Sunset’s clocks. His wandering eyes stop on a clock that is right in front of him on the right wall. “Oh, what country are you from?” Right when he’s finishing his sentence however, the clock suddenly pops out a wooden cuckoo bird, terrifying Curly into nearly screaming. He braves up and barks at the bird, like he’s trying to intimidate a foe into backing down. But, instead of going back into the clock, the cuckoo bird spins on its branch in a clockwise manner, and barks back at Curly, jumping up and down a little as it does. Terrified by the bird now more than ever, Curly runs into the living room to catch up with the others. When he arrives in the living room, he clings to Moe. Not wanting Curly to cling to him, Moe slaps him on the forehead, causing him to let go. What’s happening before the girls makes them raise their eyebrows, especially Sunset’s. She shrugs it off after thinking that it isn’t anything important, and motions with her hand for the Stooges to sit down on the sofa. The boys look behind them to find the sofa and sit down. “At your service, Babe. What’s cookin’?” Moe says to Sunset. “I’m glad that the three of you arrived safely. I have a very big problem upstairs,” she tells them. “Oh, well no worries, Miss. Even if we’re down, we always come back up,” Moe assures. “Yeah, even if it’s with an elevator,” Larry adds. “Or an escalator,” Curly also adds. As if they can’t help themselves, Larry and Curly laugh at the jokes each of them just made. For a second, Moe is also chuckling because of the jokes, smiling as he does so, as well as pinching Larry and Curly on each of their cheeks. But, his expression suddenly changes to one of irritation. He slaps Curly and Larry on each of the cheeks he pinches, before turning his attention back to the girls with a smile. Pinkie giggles some more. “Hehe. My partners, always clowning,” Moe tells them. “Sorry about that.” “Oh no, that’s perfectly alright. There’s no harm done,” Sunset assures him. “Yeah, besides those jokes were really funny. And what would the world be like without some clowning here and there?” Pinkie says while giggling. “You mean like what you do all the time, Pinkie?” Rainbow Dash says with a roll of her eyes. “Abso-toola-lutely.” The way Pinkie says ‘absolutely’ makes Curly ‘nyuck’ laugh in response. “Now there’s a kid with a sense of humor,” he says. “Yay,” Moe agrees, “Anyways, kids. I don’t think we properly introduced ourselves. I’m Moe.” “I’m Larry,” Larry greets them. “I’m Curly,” Curly also greets, before making his trademark sound with his hands and fingers. The girls and dog giggle after seeing that. “It’s nice to meet you three,” Sunset says, “My name’s Sunset. Sunset Shimmer.” “I’m Twilight Sparkle.” Twilight greets. “Howdy, partners. Name’s Applejack.” Applejack greets. “I’m Fluttershy.” Fluttershy greets. “I’m Pinkie Pie.” Pinkie greets. “Name’s Rainbow Dash.” Rainbow says. “And I’m Rarity,” Rarity says, “And might I say that it’s a pleasure to meet such strong fellows like you, Darlings.” After saying that, Rarity flutters her eyes at the Three Stooges while offering them a charming smile. The display causes the Stooges to notice her beauty right away, and they whistle because of it. His ladies wolf-side turning on, Curly barks because of how attractive he finds Rarity, something that Moe thinks is a little too much. “Hey, Great Dane,” he says to Curly. Catching Curly’s attention, who has very little thought at the moment, Moe puts his own elbow on Curly’s stomach, and uses his balled up fist to double-punch Curly’s stomach. Curly grunts with pain and looks at Moe with another peeved look. When Spike sees this, he giggles because he can tell why Curly has barked like that. “A ladies’ wolf, huh?” he questions. “Yeah, when it comes to pretty lookin’ girls, he-“ but Moe cuts himself short when he and his friends realize something: the dog can talk! The Stooges look at one another with freaked out looks to see if they’re the only ones who just noticed that, and slowly turn their attention back to Spike. “Hi,” Spike says to the Stooges. Immediately, the Stooges scream in fright, clinging, grabbing, and scrambling onto each other as they do. “It’s okay! Woah! Woah! It’s okay!” Twilight shouts, causing the Stooges to quiet down, “This is just my dog, Spike. He won’t hurt you.” At Twilight’s assurance, the Stooges calm down. They fully sit themselves onto the couch like they have been before. “I’ve seen iron-head over here bark like a dog, but for a dog to talk like a person?” Moe says with confusion. “Are either of you girls playing a game around here with this?” Larry asks. Spike and the others chuckle because of that. “Nope. I can talk as plain as a parrot,” Spike says to the Stooges. Understanding now that Spike can talk and is also a really nice dog, Curly smiles with relaxation. “Hmmm *nyuck* *nyuck*, you must have had first-rate speech classes,” he comments. “Well, I wouldn’t say that. How I gained the ability to speak like you guys was through some...uh, magical means,” Spike replies. “What do ya mean?” Moe asks. Not knowing how to explain it, Spike looks towards the other girls for help on the subject. Sunset and the other girls look to one another, wondering if they should give an explanation to them or not. They smile and give each other a nod, thinking that they can be trusted. Twilight chooses to be the first to tell them. “Well, what Spike is saying is that, around the time he and I first came to Canterlot High...he was enchanted by magic from another world.” she explains, “In fact, all seven of us have magic, which is contained inside of the pendants that we wear around our necks.” To help the Stooges see what they’re talking about, the girls hold out the pendants. The Stooges lean closer to what they’re being shown, and though they can see the pendants, they still cannot understand what they’re being told. The word ‘magic’ definitely rings a bell for them, although... “Aw, come on. That sort of stuff only exists in fairy tales,” Larry says in disbelief. “He’s right,” Moe agrees. “The only kind of magic around is the kind that comes from a prestidigitator.” “Say, I object to that,” Curly says. “Why?” Moe and Larry ask. “How can magic be performed only by people who press refrigerators?” Curly asks in return. Larry and Moe give Curly a look of irritation, and it makes Moe want to punch him right in the nose. But, before he could take action... They suddenly feel their own feet being lifted off the ground. They look down and realize that they and the couch are being lifted up into the air by something. Something that is definitely strong, that’s for sure. To their surprise, Applejack is holding them and the sofa in the air with just the palm of one hand, smiling as she does. She notices them watching her right away. “This convince ya any?” she asks them. “Man, you must’ve had quite a workout to get that strong,” Larry could only say. “I’ll take that as a ‘no’ then,” Applejack says, knowing that they obviously aren’t convinced. Slowly and gently, she puts the Stooges and the sofa back down on the ground, with the Stooges still looking mystified by how strong she is. Then, Rainbow Dash gets an idea of how they can prove it to them. In the blink of an eye, she runs out of the living room with a rainbow trailing behind her. Upon seeing this, Moe blinks a few times to see if he isn’t imagining anything; Larry waves his hand at where Rainbow has been before to see if she really is gone; and Curly rubs his eyes for a bit to see if he isn’t hallucinating. And then, Rainbow Dash returns to the exact spot, so fast, that it’s like she hasn’t left the room, with only one difference... In her hand is a chocolate chip cookie bigger than a human hand. When the Stooges see the cookie, they become awestruck, and lean closer to what Rainbow is holding like they want to be sure it’s real. “Cookie?” Rainbow asks with a smirk. “Oh. Thank you,” Curly says, before gently taking the cookie from Rainbow. He *nyuck* chuckles as he takes a look at the cookie, before trying to take a bite of it. “Hey,” Moe says, getting Curly’s attention, “give it back.” Bothered by Moe’s order, but not wanting to get any slapstick treatment if he keeps holding it, Curly starts to give the cookie back to Rainbow right away. But, before he can even stretch his arm all the way out, Moe takes the cookie out of Curly’s hand. “You would,” Moe says with a look of annoyance. Then, Moe breaks the cookie into three big pieces. He gives the left piece to Larry, the right piece to Curly, and keeps the middle piece. They then eat their pieces of the cookie, relishing the taste of it. “Mighty fine running you did there, Kid,” Moe talks with his mouth full, then swallows. “Tell me, what’s the name & phone number of the person who trained you to run that fast?” “You’re kidding right?” Rainbow says, “I just ran faster than a speeding bullet, and you still don’t believe it’s because of magic?” The Stooges shrug their shoulders, the gesture saying that while they don’t think it’s magic, they’re amazed to the point of where they don’t know what to make of it. Then, Twilight comes up with an idea of her own. One that’s sure to convince the boys. With a close of her eyes, and a grasp of her pendant, her hands glow purple, and an aura of the same color surrounds the Stooges. Then, she levitates the Stooges off the ground and into the air, making them float around. When the Stooges see what’s going on, they’re immediately surprised. Also a little scared because of being off the ground, screaming as they’re floating. It doesn’t take long for the Stooges to get used to it though, because the experience makes them feel like astronauts in outer space. “So, what do you think?” Twilight asks after opening her eyes, “Convinced?” “Convinced?” Moe replies, “Kids, you’ve got yourselves a group of new believers.” “I’ll say,” Larry replies. “We got no strings on us,” Curly says. “But, how do we get down from here?” Larry asks, “All this floating around is starting to-“ But he can barely finish his sentence, because he burps and starts to feel nauseous to the point of throwing up. “Oh! Of course,” Twilight says, “Hang on.” With another grasp of her pendant, Twilight makes the aura around the Stooges disappear. Of course, she forgot to put them back down first, and so, the Stooges fall on the couch and... *BONK* They bonk their heads against each other. Twilight gasps, “Oh my goodness! I’m so sorry! Are you boys alright?!” “Not to worry, Kid,” Moe assures, while still rubbing his head, “there’s no harm done.” Once the pain subsides, the Stooges stop rubbing their heads. Their full attention goes to the girls and Spike. “Before we proceed with anything else, I think we’d like to ask you some questions,” Sunset says to the Stooges. “Certainly, what is it?” Curly asks. “First, would you mind if we see your credentials?” At that sudden question, Moe, Larry, and Curly suddenly gain looks of confusion, having no idea what she’s asking of them. “Credentials?” Moe asks. “Yes, your credentials,” Sunset replies. However, it doesn’t take long for them to figure out exactly what it is that Sunset wants to see. “Well, to tell ya the truth, we’ve never used any before. Don’t really know how to either,” Moe says. “Yeah, we prefer using dollar bills and coins than those things,” Larry comments. “I got one though,” Curly reaches into his pocket and pulls out what he’s looking for: a credit card, “I got this one from Walmart to shop at the store itself, course I’m not sure why I got it anymore since I don’t even know how to use it.” Moe and Larry give Curly looks of shock, because they have had no idea that he has been carrying a Walmart credit card. Moe’s look of course changes from one of shock to one of being peeved. “How much money did you pay for that card?” Moe asks him. “Twenty-five dollars,” Curly says matter-of-factly. “And where did you get the money?” “I found it under the bed and-“ he stops midway, because he realizes that Moe knows more about that money than he thinks before screaming, “NYAAAAGH!!!” And before anyone else can react, Moe cups his hand onto Curly’s nose, and uses his other hand to double bonk it, making Curly scream with pain. “You Apple Head, that money was the money we made at our last job to pay the landlady!” “But Moe, I didn’t-“ “Shut up!” Moe uses his two fingers to poke Curly in the eyes, making him yelp in pain. “Here, you can have it,” Curly says, handing the card to Sunset. She takes the card, although, when she and the others look at it, they find out that the Stooges have misunderstood. “No, no, no. I’m not talking about credit cards,” Sunset says to them. “Credentials are the documents that show your backgrounds and experiences when it comes to a job.” The Stooges understand now what Sunset wants from them. “Oh. Well, sorry Sunset. But, we definitely don’t have any of those in our pockets at the moment.” Moe tells her. The girls give the Stooges strange and blank looks. “Ooookaaay. Well then, how much expertise do you have in technology?” Sunset asks. “What do ya mean?” Larry asks. “Well, Mr. Quick-Fix told us he was sending down some of the best experts of technology he has, so...how long have you been technology experts?” Their expressions go from just being confused, to also being shocked and frightened. Their expressions don’t last long enough for the girls to notice, lucky for them, but still. “Technology experts?” Larry asks, to see if they heard correctly. “Of course, Silly-Willy,” Pinkie says, “What’s the matter, are your ears stuffed up?” “U-uh, no, no! My ears are fine.” Larry assures with a stutter. “Yeah, mine are alright too.” Moe says. “Mine three.” Curly says, “Although, I think I may have a little something in my ear. Hold on a sec.” So with that, Curly uses his index finger to dig inside of his own ear, feeling for anything inside of it, much to the sudden disgust of everyone else in the room. When he finally feels something inside of his ear, he pulls his finger out to reveal...a very large ball of earwax. He is shocked when he sees what he has dug out with his finger. The others meanwhile are not only shocked, but disgusted by the site of the ball of earwax. “Look, I found a big one!” he comments. “So you have.” Moe says, before grabbing Curly’s hand and pushing it to Curly’s forehead, the finger with the wax on it touching the part right between the eyes. “Hmmmmm.” Curly says, annoyed by Moe and what he has done. “Oh! Here, let me help you.” Rarity offers, grabbing a tissue and moving to Curly. She stops in front of Curly behind the couch he’s sitting on. With ease, she uses the tissue to wipe the ball of earwax off of Curly’s head. “Thanks.” Curly says to her with a smile. “You’re welcome.” Rarity replies, smiling back at him and returning back to the others. “You were asking if we’re technology experts, right?” Larry and the other Stooges look at each other nervously. “Yes, of course.” Sunset confirms. “Well, uh, we’ve had tons of experiences with technology.” “Yeah, we’re especially pretty good with things like TVs and microwaves.” Moe tells them. It isn’t a complete lie. They’re pretty good at using TVs and microwaves, but the fact is, they have no idea how to fix any of those things. “That’s good,” Sunset commends, “and, can you fix them?” “Fix ‘em? Why, certainly, we’re great at repairing,” Moe lies. “Three of the best repairmen ever to do a repair!” Curly exclaims, also lying. “Yeah, and this one time, we were able to fix an old and large bell at a Catholic church,” Larry lies. At that very moment, the Stooges suddenly realize everything they just said, and look at one another with shock so brief the others don’t notice. Just like they have done before at the Quick Fix’s repair shop, they have lied about the whole thing! By saying the same lies too! “Um, could you excuse us for a few minutes, kids?” Moe asks them. “Oh, why...certainly, darlings.” Rarity quizzically raises her eyebrow. “Thanks.” Curly tells them. Suddenly, before any of the girls can ask what they need to be excused for, the Stooges run out the living room, past the clocks, and out the front door, where they make a break for the truck, opening the trunk and getting inside of it, the girls watching from the doorway as they do so. “Hmmmm...that’s strange. Could they be leaving or something?” Rarity wonders. “Ah don’t think so, Rarity,” Applejack comments, “Somethin’ ain’t right. Did any of ya’ll see how suspicious they looked?” “I did,” Twilight answered, “When we started asking them all of those questions, they seemed to have gotten really nervous. It was as if they were hiding something.” “I can’t help but think the same thing.” Sunset agrees, “I hope they’re actually being truthful.” In the Van... The Stooges are in the back of the vehicle, arguing and babbling at one another at the same time, so much that they aren’t allowing each other to say their piece individually. Finally though, each of them quiet down. “You Jughead, what’s the idea of startin’ up the lies again?!” Moe says to Curly. “Me?! You’re the one that started it,” Curly defends, “‘Great at repairing’ is what you said! Great at repairing!” “Well, you could’ve told them afterwards that I was lying! But instead, you simply follow into it with that ‘Three of the best repairmen ever to do a repair’ gag again!” Moe points out. “What’s the idea of doing that?!” “I don’t know.” Moe turns his attention to Larry. “And what about you, Porcupine?” “Me?! What did I do?!” Larry asks. “Don’t give me that look, you know as well as I do that you didn’t tell them the whole truth about that church bell!” “How can you even forget what happened to the priest?!” Curly asks. “How should I know?! It isn’t my fault I forgot about that and told that part of the lie!” Larry says. “Well, that isn’t even the worst part,” Moe points out. “Those girls outside were apparently expectin’ some other mugs to come to that house.” “Yeah, and they think we’re some other mugs too.” Curly dumbly points out like he hasn’t heard the last part, much to Moe’s aggravation. He holds out his fist, “Pick out two fingers.” “One, two,” Curly says. When the fingers are picked, Moe uses them to poke Curly in the eyes, causing Curly to yelp. “What are we gonna do now?” Larry asks. “I don’t know, Kid, I don’t know.” Moe answers, “But we’re in a really tough spot, so we gotta think of somethin’.” “Well, those dames and dog out there sure were awfully nice. Shouldn’t we just tell ‘em the truth?” Curly suggests. “Yeah, we could probably just-“ but Moe abruptly cuts himself off with a jolt, “What?! Are you insane, we can’t do that!” “Why?” Curly and Larry ask at the same time. “Well, ya want them to get mad at us or somethin’? Before we ever became repairmen, our would-be employers at other jobs often put on nice faces, but then threw us right out of the building after we would tell ‘em we’re nothin’ but a bunch of saps!” Moe exclaims. “Oh yeah, right,” Larry and Curly say, remembering those other times. “You have a point, Moe. Who’s to say they won’t do the same?” Larry says. “Besides that, they were offering us a job, weren’t they?” “Why, soitenly.” Curly confirms. “Right,” Moe checks his watch. “We’ve only got a few hours until six o’clock, which is when our work hours are done and we have to report back to our apartment. If we go back without having a job or money tonight, the landlady’ll make us sleep on the sidewalk.” “What’s her problem anyway? We’re only eight months behind on the rent.” When Curly says that, Larry and Moe slap him on the forehead. “Okay, so, we’re all in agreement then that we’ll just have to keep up the act until the day is done, right?” In response to that question, Curly and Larry dumbly smile and shake their heads ‘no’, much to Moe’s annoyance because apparently that means that they don’t want to keep this all quiet. “Yes.” the two of them unexpectedly say, because it’s the exact opposite of their nodding. Moe smiles at them, glad that despite their head-shaking they’ve agreed to keep up the act until quitting time. Although, because of the ‘no’ before saying ‘yes’... *BONK* He bonks their heads together. When Curly and Larry recover, they look at Moe with looks of confusion. “What’s that for?” Curly asks. “Before you say ‘yes’, you’re supposed to nod your head up and down, like this.” Moe moves his head up and down. “Well, what about the other nod we did?” Larry asks. “Don’t you numbskulls know your head and body language? When you nod your head like this,” he shakes his head sideways, “That actually means ‘no’.” “Ohhhhhhhh.” Larry and Curly say in understanding. “Yeah.” Outside the Van... The Equestria Girls are standing out front, Sunset in the front doorway, Rainbow leaning back against the wall by the doorframe, and the others spread out throughout the front porch, wondering what could be going on with the repairmen in the damaged vehicle and why they ran inside it in the first place. “I wonder what they‘re doing in there?” Fluttershy asks. “Now that there’s a question that all of us are wonderin’, Sugarcube,” Applejack says. Just then, the doors to the van open wide. Moe, Larry, and Curly each step out of the van one at a time, and they scurry straight back to the girls. They come to a stop when they approach the steps to Sunset’s porch. “Is everything alright?” Sunset asks them. “Oh, nothing to worry about, Kid,” Moe assures her, “We just, uh-“ “Forgot to get the tools,” Larry interrupts, and shows everyone the tool bag. When Moe sees the bag Larry has, his first course of action is to ask Larry where he got the tools from. However, he decides to hold his tongue and play along with it, so as not to give the girls a reason to be suspicious. “What he said,” Moe lies, “We also just wanted to talk things over privately, and we are happy to tell ya that we will happily take whatever job you have for us.” “Yeah, if it’s experts in technology you’re lookin’ for, you’ve got the right guys,” Curly lies, “Remember, your mother and my mother are both mothers.” Once again feeling annoyed by Curly because of the witty punchline he has given, Moe stomps his foot onto Curly’s foot, making him yell because of the pain. Curly gets peeved by what Moe has done and gives him a look to show it. The girls and dog meanwhile can’t help but giggle and chuckle because of the scene, and their suspicions fade away for now. “Well, then I’m glad that you three came,” Sunset says with a smile. “So are we,” Twilight says, motioning to the others who nod in agreement. The Stooges blink for a moment, almost finding it hard to believe that the girls have fallen for what they just told them. “Mr. Quick-Fix never discussed with us how much he’d like for us to pay you all. But, how does, say...$125 an hour sound?” The Stooges jump with a jolt at the sound of how much money Sunset is willing to pay them for the work. “$125 an hour?” Moe asks. “Why, yes,” Sunset says. “Hey, Bunion-Head,” he says to Curly. “How much is that a minute?” In response to Moe’s question, Curly all of a sudden gives off a blank look before making noises like a typewriter with his lips, moving them at a speed no one has thought possible. As his mouth makes the typing sound, his head slowly moves to the right, then jolts back to the left. The process repeats itself a couple more times, before finally, with one last ding... He stops. He puts a couple of his fingers to his lips, and uses them to pull something out before doing the same with the fingers of his other hand. A long and rectangular piece of paper, like from that of an old-fashioned calculator, gets pulled out of his mouth, until he rips it off of his lips like one would a receipt machine. He looks at what the receipt and says, “Two dollars and eight cents.” “Exactly what I was thinking,” Moe says, and pats Curly on the head. “Good work, Kid. You’re still usin’ the old noggin of yours.” He turns back to face the girls and dog. “Ladies and Dog, you’ve got yourselves a deal on the payment.” “What do you want us to do?” Larry asks. “Well, partners. Follow us upstairs and we’ll show ya,” Applejack motions, being the first to walk in the house. The other girls, as well as Spike, follow closely behind Applejack in the house. And with that, the Stooges follow the girls and dog. But, instead of walking, they run to the doorway and try to get through it at the same time. They each get stuck in the doorway though, unable to get through. “Spread out!” Moe orders. So, they all back out of the doorway, and Moe becomes the first to run through the door. Curly and Larry then try to run through the doorway, but the two of them once again get stuck. They back out of it again just to get free. Both of them are about to run through it again, but they both see one another about to go through. Curly is the first to react a second time, being the one to run first, and with Larry following behind, each of them being able to make it through the door and closing it behind them. Meanwhile...Back at Quick-Fix’s House and Electricity Fixer-Uppers Inc.... Mr. Quick-Fix is in the garage part of his shop, still knocked out from the ordeal with his three new employees. He stirs in his sleep, at last being able to wake up. He also puts his hand to his head, because it feels like a ton of bricks have fallen on it. “Ohhhh. Have I got a headache.” He groans. He stands up from what must’ve been a few hours’ nap. His head feels hazy, and he’s unable to remember exactly what happened to have caused him to fall into unconsciousness. He does however remember that he keeps an ice pack inside of a refrigerator in his office, so he heads straight to his work station. Little does he know what’s happening under his very nose. Especially concerning three certain men.
Chapter 6: Ruckus of the Repairmen-Part 1 (Edited)Something has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.
Chapter 1: The Equestria Girls Beginning (Edited) The sun slowly rises behind the houses of a suburban neighborhood, almost as if it was waking up from a good night’s sleep. As the light of the sun causes the shadows cast by the houses to vanish, a squirrel rises up while inside the hole of a tree. He rubs the sleep out of his eyes before shaking his head, fully waking himself up. Feeling ready to take on the world, he hops through the hole and onto the branch in front of it. As if right on cue, he catches the sound of birds singing. That doesn’t disturb him in the least bit, because hearing them chirping is music to his ears. "UUUUUUUUUUGGHH!!!". The scream of anger is so loud, it causes the squirrel to run back into his hole and the birds in the distance to cut their singing practice short. Who'd make a scream that would ruin such a beautiful day as this?! Inside a house, a frustrated girl is having some kind of trouble. Sunset Shimmer glowers at her computer, because when she tries to type something in, she keeps getting a message saying, "Sorry. Your request is invalid." "Oh! Come on! Why won't you work?!" Sunset Shimmer yells at the computer. Her agitation has grown steadily. Ever since last night, her computer hasn't processed anything she typed. She's stuck on the same page, unable to move to the next part. She's been trying to complete her history test for school, but so far, her computer keeps her from finishing. The worst part is that she’s so close to finishing. When it happened last night, she at first thought that everything would be all right in the morning. But she thought wrong. Now, she has been sitting here for what felt like an hour, and still her computer won't work. As a last resort, she repeatedly types the letter 'g' out of frustration. Then, a slight miracle happens when a long row of g’s appears on the screen. She gasps when seeing that finally, her computer is giving off some activity. Sunset smiles, knowing that her computer is finally working, and relaxes in her chair with her hands behind her head, even though the letter 'g' keeps scrolling across the screen. But suddenly, her computer screen turns a bright green. The glare is bright enough to shine around her room, but not enough to make her cover her eyes or squint. “Huh? What the heck?” Sunset Shimmer says in confusion at the sight. Then, without warning, the computer shuts itself down, with the screen blipping with a little light green dot before it disappears, leaving a light dinging sound before it becomes completely black. Sunset is dumbfounded, her mouth agape from the events that just transpired. "Oh no no no!!! Come on, please don't quit on me now!!! Please!!!" Sunset shouts while desperately shaking her computer. Finally, Sunset slams her head on her desk and gives up on her fruitless efforts to bring her computer back to life. “What am I going to do now?!” She wondered to herself in thought, “My history test is due on Friday and I have a lot to do in order to pass! At this rate, I’ll be getting an ‘F’ just for not turning a test in at all!” Then, a thought hits her, and when it does a smile comes on because she just figured out who she can turn to for help and guidance. "Of course," Sunset says to herself, "I'll call my friends. I'm sure they can help me with my problem." Right away, she picks up her cell phone from her pocket, and texts each and every one of the friends she has. Help is on the way. Thirty minutes later... Sunset stands outside on her lawn, anxiously waiting for her friends to come after texting them to come over right away. As she waits, she taps her right foot on the ground, her fingers twitching uncomfortably, and she bites her lip as she keeps waiting for the rest of the gang. "Oh, where are they? I hope they got my text." Sunset anxiously looks at her phone again. "We did, Sunset!" a high-pitched and bubbly voice says from beside her. "Huh?" Sunset turns around to find the smiling face of a girl beside her. "Ah!" she screams before jumping in fright. She’s immediately surprised. Hanging upside down in front of her is her friend Pinkie Pie. Normally, Pinkie popping out of nowhere is really not shocking to her, but what really surprises Sunset is the fact that she’s upside down, and off the ground too. "Hey Sunset," Pinkie greets her with a wave of her hand. "Hey Pinkie," Sunset greets back, "H-How are you-" "Upside down!" Pinkie says with a giggle, "It's all thanks to my Super-Duper Flying Party Machine, for when I want to get to my friends or a party I'm throwing super-duper fast." Sunset looks above Pinkie to see what she's talking about, and finds that she’s telling the truth. A flying machine that looks like a cupcake hovers overhead, Pinkie using the landing bars to hang with her feet. With no problem, Pinkie swings up in the air, and lands on the seat of her flying machine. She presses a small yellow button and the machine floats down to land on the ground and shut off. After that, she gets off the seat of her machine. "I was only trying it out really, so the others aren't far behind," Pinkie tells Sunset. "Sunset!" another voice calls out. Turning their attention to the direction of the voice, Sunset and Pinkie spot Twilight Sparkle, Spike the Dog, Applejack, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, and Fluttershy quickly heading their way. "We came as quickly as we could," Twilight told Sunset. "Whatever is the matter, darling?" Rarity asks with concern. "Are you having a dress problem?" "Is Ray not feeling well?" Fluttershy asks with worry. "Is there something from Equestria that needs to be taken out?" Rainbow Dash asks with enthusiasm. "Do you have a squirrel problem?" Spike asks while wagging his tail. "Do you need frosting for your cupcakes?!" Pinkie asks with an anxious gasp. Sunset's friends (save Applejack) start to talk at the same time, each wanting to know what it is that Sunset needs them for. Much to Sunset's fears, she can’t understand a word that they’re saying. But lucky for everyone, Applejack decides to calm things down by getting everyone's attention. "Now hold on y'all," she says. With that, everyone turns their heads in attention. Applejack walks up to Sunset, and places a hand on her shoulder. "Sunset. What's wrong? Whatever it is we're here for ya," Applejack assures. Sunset sighs, glad that Applejack has asked the right question for the situation. "It's hard to tell you all about it in words," Sunset tells them, "But come inside and I'll show you why I called you all to come over here." She motions for them to follow her into her house, and they all follow. A minute later… “Well, here it is. The reason I called you all here, and the problem I’m having,” Sunset says while showing her friends the computer. Her friends look at the computer. But the moment they look at it, the more confused each of them become. Especially since it looks like nothing is wrong. For a moment, none of them really know what to say, until Rarity is the first to break the ice. “Um, Sunset, not to be too blunt or anything, but…” “What’s wrong with that computer, exactly?” Applejack interrupts. Sunset is silent for a moment before answering. “I don’t know exactly what’s wrong with it, but, all I can say is that it’s broken.” she tells them. “Broken? Why is it broken?” Fluttershy asks. “Last night, I was trying to complete my history test for school this Friday. But when I tried to use it, it literally didn’t cooperate with me at all. It wouldn’t work right. So, I decided to wait until this morning to work on my homework since I thought it would be okay by now.” “I take it that waiting until morning didn't work, then?” Rainbow Dash said. “No. It didn’t. All morning, it hasn’t been taking any of my commands or my requests. It wouldn’t even do any kind of activity to help me complete my test. But the worst part is, it suddenly blacked out after the screen turned bright green, and it won’t turn back on.” While she says that, her frustration about her computer becomes apparent to her friends, as they can see the stress building up on her face. But Sunset composes herself by taking a deep breath, signs of stress disappearing as she breathes. “So that’s why I called you all here,” she tells them, “I need your help. I don’t know how I can fix it and I really want to complete my homework.” “Sunset, of course we’ll help you,” Rarity tells her, “But, don’t you have a laptop or something that you can use instead?” “I do. I normally use it for when I’m out of the house or if there’s a situation like this one here. But, I want to see if this computer can be fixed before doing that.” “Ah, well, that’s certainly understandable.” “Twilight. You’re an expert on computers and all that kinda stuff, right?” Applejack asked. “Of course.” Twilight responds. “Can you fix it?” “I wish I could, but I can’t. This computer is one of the very old versions that was made years ago and went out of stock because of the current versions. I know a lot about laptops and all sorts of present technology, but not ones like these.” “Aw come on, Twilight,” Spike says, “I’m sure this computer is no different than the one at your house.” As soon as he says that, Spike goes over to the back of the computer to investigate it in order to see if anything back there is the cause of Sunset’s problems. He starts to mess with some wires to see if that would help get the computer back into shape, much to the concern of the girls. He tangles some wires with his paws, and also grabs one of them with his mouth before speaking with his mouth full. “I mean, really, all you gotta do is just do a little this and that around here, and...” But before he can finish his sentence, the wires in his mouth shock him, causing him to shake all over and the electricity sparks across his fur. The commotion causes the girls to rush straight to him and gape in shock with their eyes wide. When they see what is happening to him, they’re straight out frightened for his safety. Finally the electricity stops and Spike plops on his belly onto the ground with his tongue lolling out of his mouth. “Spike!” Twilight shouts with worry. Right away, she picks her dog up off of the ground and cradles him like a baby. The rest of the girls gather around. “Spikey-Wikey! Are you alright?!” Rarity shouts with concern. When there is almost no response from the dog, Rarity leans closer to him, and pets his belly to provoke a reaction. She gets one when one of his back legs twitches at the feeling of being petted. Spike shakes his head to come back to reality, and blinks like he has just taken a nap. When his eyes clear, he finds himself looking into the eyes and face of Rarity, his heart skipping a beat and his tail wagging because he has never seen Rarity this close like this. “Are you alright?” Rarity asked. “It’s okay, Rarity. I’m alright,” he responds to her, eyes forming into hearts. Rarity and the others smile, knowing now that Spike is okay. But everyone’s attention is drawn back to the computer, and their smiles disappear. “Now I definitely know I can’t fix it.” Twilight says. “That’s understandable.” Rainbow speaks up. “Then what are we going to do? How can my computer be fixed if neither of us can fix it ourselves?” Sunset Shimmer asks. “Um, I think I may have-“ Fluttershy speaks softly . “Obviously we’re going to need an expert on these kinds of doohickies to help us.” Applejack interrupts. “Yes, we do, and I-“ Fluttershy says softly. “But who are we going to find? We really don’t know anyone who can help us, and we don’t have any connections either.” Rarity interrupts. “Which is why I think I know-“ Fluttershy says quietly. “Oh! Oh! I know someone! I know someone!” Pinkie shouts. When Pinkie says that, everyone’s attention immediately directs to her. Even Fluttershy’s attention despite trying to say something to her friends. “Really, Pinkie? Who?” Sunset asks. Hearing Sunset’s question, Pinkie puts her hand inside her poofy hair, and digs into it as if she is looking for something. She smiles wildly when she finds what she’s looking for. She pulls it out to show everyone what it is. It’s a white business card that contains a phone number and company name. Sunset walks over to Pinkie to get a closer look, and Pinkie hands it to her so that she can look for herself. “Quick Fix’s House and Electricity Fixer-Uppers Inc.,” she reads, “Where did you get this, Pinkie?” “Weeeeeell. A while back, while my granny was visiting my place, my Dad was trying to fix my house’s wire compartment because all week and every night at 8 p.m, the power would for some reason go out for a short time. But he couldn’t fix it himself, soooo, my granny gave him this card to call Mr. Quick-Fix for help, and he sent someone down right away.” Pinkie told them. Everyone else, except for Fluttershy, blinks in response to what Pinkie has just told them, deeply fascinated by the fact that she knows someone who can help. Fluttershy just looks away for a little bit while speaking softly about something to herself. “That’s who I was going to suggest.” No one else is paying attention to her of course. “What happened after that, Pinkie?” Twilight asked. “Well, after the repair guy fixed the compartment, everything went back to normal, and we got to make tons of rock soup after that. Quick-Fix’s repair shop really helped us out, and they never fail in a task.” Everyone is astonished. For a moment, all any of them can do is just stare at Pinkie with eyes as wide as plates and do nothing but blink. “Wow. Pinkie, you’re a genius,” Sunset thanks her with a smile. “Thanks,” she responds, “Wait? Don’t geniuses normally wear hats or glasses?” In response to Pinkie’s question, the other girls giggle. “Okay, so with Mr. Quick-Fix in mind, all we gotta do now is call him, ask him to send somebody down to fix this broken-down dinosaur here, and he’ll send someone here to help us.” Rainbow Dash says. “Dash is right. It’s not like we have a choice anyway since his company is the only one we have a connection to.” Applejack says. Sunset smiles at the plan that is building up around them, especially with Rainbow, Pinkie, and Applejack being the first to build it. “It’s the perfect plan. His company obviously has professionals, and that’s what we need for my computer problem.” Sunset says. “I second the motion.” Rarity says, raising her hand. “Me too.” Fluttershy says in a clear voice. “I’m not sure if dogs can vote or have a say in these kinds of situations, but I’m definitely up for that solution.” Spike says, before he scratches his ear. All attention is turned to Twilight, who has yet to say anything about hiring someone from Quick-Fix’s House and Electricity Fixer-Uppers Inc. Twilight takes a moment to think about it, then reaches for her calculator. “According to my calculations, the current notion that we have come up with just now is the best one we have and can do without a problem. So I say, let's go for it.” The other girls cheer, knowing that everyone is finally on the same page. But it’s no longer the only sound in the room. Out of nowhere, a loud growling sound comes out of nowhere. It’s coming from each of the girls’ stomachs, and they take notice of that right away. Spike’s stomach growls as well. Apparently all the excitement has made them hungry. “Uh, how about we grab a bite to eat first?” Spike asked. Everyone looks at each other, realizing that they each need some lunch before they ever get started on calling the repairman. “Come on, let’s go get some lunch. I have plenty of food downstairs.” Sunset says. “Good idea. Can’t call them on an empty stomach.” Applejack agrees. And with that, everyone goes downstairs to grab some grub. But little do they know that there is going to be more than a broken computer heading their way. Author's Note I can’t believe I just published my first story! *inhales deeply* Anyway, I was surprised that no one had done a crossover about MLP and the Three Stooges. I thought that they were a really great mix too, so, I decided to make a crossover about them myself. This is my first story, so if anyone sees any errors concerning the punctuation or something involving my writing, I would very much like to know about it. Thank you! Note: MLP and the Three Stooges are not owned by me. But I do own my upcoming OC Mr. Quick-Fix. Don’t forget to like and comment!
