Mash and Crash

It's the next day and the sound of grumbling echoes through the room, waking the boys up. Button opens his eyes to see Snails snoring loudly in rhythmic succession next to him. He pokes him in the muzzle, ceasing the noise.

"Well I'm up." Button yawns.

"Five more minutes." everypony whines.

"I've found my herd." he thinks.

As he lays back down, the same flashing red light on Crash appears with the same ear-splitting beeping, waking the others up completely.

"I'M UP, I'M UP!!!" Snips wails.

"Make it stop!" Pip squeaks.

"Hmm, that beat's pretty fresh." Tender Taps ponders.

"Ugh, why do you keep doing that Crash?" Rumble groans.

No response.

"Crash?"

Button removes the covers to see the stiff toy.

"Oh, he's fine. Just needs a little sunlight." he states.

When he turns to charge up his buddy, something tugs at his tail.

"Snails!"

"Sorry, you still smell like pie." he slurs.

The irritated colt shakes off the slob and goes to wake his friend. Upstairs, the sweet aroma of pancakes lures him to the kitchen where he spots Trims cooking a bountiful breakfast with eggs, orange juice and crispy haycon strips galore.

"Wow, that looks delicious Mr. Trims."

"Thank you Button. My world famous pancakes could rival Celestia's."

"Heh, that's not what Miss Glimmer told us at school." he giggles.

The stallion rolls his eyes and returns to cooking as Button places Crash on the counter. Then, sunlight shines upon his back, charging him up.

"GO, GO PONY RANGERS!"

Soon, the drowsy toy awakens in front of a stunned Trims.

"Good morning, Button."

"Morning, bud-"

His eyes widen at the sudden realization and frantically comes up with a plan.

"W-What time is it?" he stammers.

"It is currently 10:47 AM. Weather forecast, sunny. Precisely 68°F." he says matter of factly. "Why'd you ask?"

"What kind of toy is that?"

"H-He's an...alarm clock!"

Crash tries to protest before getting poked in the head by the colt.

"Yep, the newest alarm clock that SHUTS DOWN when you press his head."

Catching on to his tone of voice, the toy droops his head, remaining inanimate.

"Well, it seems to be a tad delayed." Trims chuckles. "Anyways, go get the boys. Tell 'em it's a Code 26, would ya? They'll know what to do."

"Yes, sir."

The two head back downstairs while the stallion returns to creating his 'masterpiece'.

"We need to have a code so your cover's not blown. I can't handle all this pressure!" Button hisses at the toy.

"How about 'Remain frozen so our cover's not blown'?"

"Mm, too long. Let's try....statue!"

Crash stiffs up.

"Perfect."

They reach the Cove just as the others put up their folded sheets and pillows. For a mischievous group of colts, they sure knew how to organize, especially Snails surprisingly.

"Hey guys, it's a Code....26?"

All of them stop what they're doing as their ears perk up.

"Hurry up team, this is NOT a drill!" Rumble barks.

Almost like Discord himself hit 'fast forward' on a universal remote, the colts dash around the room putting their stuff away before galloping toward the kitchen, trampling Button. "C.C.C!" they hollered.

"C...C...C." he groans.

That afternoon, Trims and the seven colts head into the town market looking for some maple syrup after Snails and Rumble got a tad too aggressive with it back at breakfast. During the C.C.C's latest 'mission', Crash's friendly neighborhood ear-damaging beeping returns, startling the surrounding ponies.

"Sorry about that, everypony!" Button yells. "Crash, why do you keep doing that?!"

"I do not know. I am not familiar with this specific function." he states.

"Well get familiar before you get us both in-"

Suddenly, the whole market is blocked from the sun.

"Hey, who cut off the lights?"

Everypony looks at the sky and discover a large blimp with a yellow lightning bolt descending on the area.

"I-It can't be. It just can't." Rumble stutters.

The citizens of Ponyville stare in awe when a wide stage lands in the center of town as a blue stallion pegasus in a green hero jumpsuit swoops down, performing extravagant aerial stunts along the way.

"Who is that?" Button asks.

"Only one of the most extreme ponies in all of Equestria!" Rumble exclaims. "He's...he's-"

"Captaaain Sparks!" the stallion bellows.

Practically EVERY foal in town surround the stage, cheering as he passes out merchandise with his lightning logo on it.

"Yes, yes it's me. Just your heroic hero of heroism visiting your quiet little heroless town." he says cockily.

Rumble is on the verge of passing out when Spark places a hat on his mane and shakes his hoof.

"Rumble, you alright?" Button asks concerned.

Soon the colt starts hopping around blabbering on about not washing his hooves EVER again.

"He must be a very popular individual." Crash says.

"Are you kidding?!" the pegasus yells. "He's one of the coolest most awesomest pegasus in Equestria!"

"You might not want to say that out loud, Rumble." Button says cautiously. "Scootaloo'll hear you."

"What's Scoots gonna do? We all know Rainbow Dash has always been second rate and she's RIGHT behind me, isn't she?"

"Eeyup." she growls.

The ~~peeved~~ angry pegasus tackles the colt and engages in a rough tussle with him, shouting obscenities as Button trots away from the beatdown. Eventually, Mayor Mare eases her way through the crowd towards the stage.

"Oop, pardon me kids. Hello there, Mayor Mare here, what brings you to Ponyville, Mister Sparks?"

"Well I'm glad you asked. Courtesy of Haybro Inc., I've come here to promote the upcoming 'Pony Rangers 2.0' this year!"

Sparks straps a blinking watch to his hoof and aims it around the row of hyped foals, declaring that somepony 'has greatness in them'. Eventually, the watch beeps rapidly as it reaches Button, intriguing the stallion.

"There...is alot of potential rangers here so I've had my totally-not-underpaid assistant Toady here has prepared a little treat for you little ones."

"My name's Todd." the scrawny pony grunts as he walks up on stage and pulls a lever that brings down a ramp leading inside Spark's blimp.

When everycolt and filly enter the aircraft, the lights flash on revealing a space themed obstacle course with Celestia knows how many hoops, swings and rock climbs has the pegasus's face on it. The children stampede around the room, no doubt to damage some of the equipment.

*THUD*
Spoke too soon.

Button walks in with Crash and observes the extraordinary set where the others run wildly, to Todd's dismay.

"Looks pretty awesome, right?"

The colt jumps in surprise when the captain appears beside him.

"O-Oh yeah...it's p-pretty cool."

"Don't you wanna try it out?"

"I'm not really, what you'd call, an 'active' kinda colt." Button states sheepishly.

"Aw, give it a try. I'll hold onto your little toy thingy."

"I-I'm not so sure about that. Crash here's my luck charm, so to speak."

The frozen bot smiles proudly at the statement. Without so much as a warning, Rumble comes galloping in the blimp, an angry Scootaloo not too far behind. Despite their relationship, the amount of sheer rage in the pegasus's eyes startled Button, prompting him to run as well. As he takes off, his metal pal falls in front of Spark's hooves.

"So. The little squirt named ya, eh?" he chuckles. As he reaches for the 'lifeless' toy, Crash stands up and trots away in a windup-like fashion.

"Oh, so we're playing like THAT now?" Sparks utters following after. His casual walk turns into a full-on sprint as Crash picks up the speed. Given his small stature, he manages to out-maneuver the stallion through a crowd of foals.

Meanwhile, Button steers clear of Scootaloo's path of wrath but soon ends up on a steep platform. There, a set of plastic barrels roll down the higher platforms and towards the colt. Before he could react, Crash leaps and clutches tightly to his back with outstretched arms.

"Crash, you're just in time. This thing's just like Level 1 Konkey Dong! My dorky dream has been realized!"

"Button, I think we should-"

Crash's cut off when Button rushes up the ramp, leaping over barrel after barrel full of energy. As he progressively climbs the stage, Sparks activates a tennis ball launcher and unleashes a barrage of them, each narrowly missing the two. A few close calls and twenty barrels later, the duo reach the top of the stage.

"WOO! UNEXPLAINABLE ENERGY!!!" Button barks, sparatically bucking and denting a cardboard cutout of Sparks off the edge, earning a quizzical look from the toy.

"Heh, sorry. Got carried away for a second." he chuckles.

"Pretty impressive, cadet."

Crash ducks behind Button's head as Sparks flies to the top.

"That was some fine agility for a colt." he adds warmly.

"Really? Ya think so?"

"I KNOW so. With some training on my Rangers course, you'd almost be as good as me. Almost. Think ya can handle it?"

Button's eyes light up. "I'll try my best, Captain."

"Oh dear." Crash cringes.