Teams, ponies and other madness

Meanwhile...

Rarity, Fluttershy and Applejack decided to (coincidentally) go into town at the same time, and coincidentally, the point where they would all meet was Twilight's library.

In another universe...

Travelling to the Mann Manor were 8 men and a something, ready to fulfill another mission for their employer.

Back with our pony heroes...

Pinkie then preceded to somehow teleport behind the manes of each one of them, occasionally pop up from under them or fall from the sky, while telling them what she told to Twilight all over again. ALL. OVER. AGAIN.

As this was the umpteenth time Pinkie did this, Twilight already learned how to ignore her, though she was happy to not explain the things. When Pinkie finished her monologue, Twilight spoke up, getting all of her friend's attention.

"We have a mission girls! We have to search the source of this anomaly, find out what caused it, and if it's dangerous, then defeat it with the Elements of Harmony." She took a valiant pose, her mane flowing in the breeze. "I will inform princess Celestia now, though I'm sure she knows it already." She then levitated a scroll and a quill out of her saddlebag and started to write quickly.

In the Canterlot Castle...

Celestia was sprawled out on her bed staring a hole in the ceiling from sheer boredom; her sister was adorably snoozing in her chambers, dreaming about roosters. Then, like Twilight, she sensed the magical wave. Knowing her student well enough, she started to wait for the letter what will arrive soon...

Back with the mane 6...

The five mares nodded and waited for their friend.

"So what are we waiting for girls?" Pinkie pulled a cupcake out of her mane and ate it in half a bite (Somehow).

"I need to send this letter right now, SPIIIKE!" Twilight shouted, summoning her number one sla- I mean assistant.

"Yes Twilight?" The baby (?) dragon runs to her, panting.

"Send this letter, it's very important." She gave Spike the letter and he engulfed it with his green flaming breath, burning the paper into a magical, flying cloud of green dust.

"Alright girls, we can go now!" Twilight said and took the lead. "Spike, you can come with us if you want." She said then continued her semi-trot.

Zecora went to Ponyville for her monthly resupply, coincidentally Big Mac also went into town in search for a new face, his current one had just one or two more emotions than Kristen Stuart. So he went into town to see if anything could change his expression so he wouldn't look like a constipated 700 year old sparkly virgin vampire. At the same time Zecora and him met up with the mane 6 +1 dragon and decided to join.

Pinkie was bouncing so high that all of Ponyville could see her, because the “Doozy” Pinkie Sense helped her get even more air then usual.

"Thisss maaaakkkeeess mmmyyyy vvvoooiccceee sssooouunnndd ssiillyyyyy!!" She said as she used her Doozy sensation along with rapid bouncing.

"Applejack, please be kind and lasso her before she breaks something." Twilight said in a bored tone, she was excited about this whole wave thing, but she had a long week of studying and reading behind her, with almost no sleeping.

"Can do Twilight." Exclaimed AJ as she expertly lassoed the overexcited mare, that was kinda getting on everypony's nerves. The rest of the group mostly stayed silent, mostly.

Pinkie was still bouncing really low, but she was contained and she was humming a happy tune.

In the universe of our favorite team...

"Gentlemen we have arrived, I vill go retreive our instructions, become familiar vith your surroundings, ve vill be here for a while." The Medic said as he stepped inside the, (ridiculously) big mansion.

"Don't mind Doc, if I have a look 'round myself!" Sniper said and made a small jump, knocking his heels together, the Teufort Tooth Kickers on his feet made a nice clinking sound when he landed. Then he started up a jog, checking for good sniping positions, thinking about the loads of dead bodies he will make when he found one. Eventually, he found an old but comfy chair so he thought he'll just read his book for a while before doing anything else.

The Heavy was checking the bullets of his Natascha, and that was all that he was doing besides holding his minigun and cleaning any speck of dust on it. After hearing the Medic's instructions, he went to the kitchen to make a moist and delicious sandvich, while cradling his gun like a baby singing a Russian lullaby.

The Spy armed with his new Dead Ringer made a note to make sure pay the doctor back, mainly by stabbing any morons that got too close, then he was off taking mental notes of the best corner and hidden shadows he may use to ambush said morons.

Demoman went to get more Scrumpy, if he wasn't drunk he wasn't happy.

Engie explored a nearby balcony to see if it had use as a turret nest.

The Scout ran around like hamster on coke, he liked to parkour...and be as irritating as possible to anyone around.

The Pyro went outside the mansion burning anything that wouldn't be of value, he loved burning things!...

The Soldier barked his orders and went to the training ground and gave a course to some flour bags with helmets.

Meanwhile the BLU team get acquainted with the Mann Manor or get lost (Scout... just why?), things went different in another universe.

The mane six, now accompanied with Big Mac, Zecora and Spike, was on their way to the mysterious source of the magical wave. Though they didn't ask, Big Mac and Zecora were curious about their new mission and joined them. Pinkie still had her Sense go off in every 2 minutes though Applejack's rope held her firm. Rainbow was mindlessly flying around, Twilight was making field notes, Rarity was about to 'whine' about the 'long' way, Fluttershy was enjoying the nature, Big Mac was.... uh... like a walking statue, Zecora was secretly sipping something from a bottle, and Spike was busy napping on Twi's back.

To sum it up: they were on their way to the unknown.

They absolutely had no idea what would come.

The Sniper fell asleep while reading his book, and now his pipe was about to fall on his chest, but he woke up in the last moment and caught the pipe.

"You almost made me some fiery business, piker..." He put back the pipe in his mouth, then stood up and continued with his original plan, to find a place to snipe.

As Saxton Hale was currently sipping tea on a chair made from hippie skin and bones, along with his pet shark, Jaws, a great white that he caught with his bare hands. The medic walked in, exchanged pleasantries and was left alone by Hale as he grabbed his shark and flew through the window, his last words:

"Screw gravity!"

The medic looked at his new (although temporary) office and sighed. He got his instructions and sat down in the chair, he needed some time to make a plan. Sadistic ex-nazi’s had a knack for making efficient plans.

In the RED, not so secret-base a team of engineers were... hitting stuff with wrenches? WTF?

Dictator: "Is the new Australium ready?" She asked in an annoying old woman’s voice.

Engie: "Almost there ma'am it's at 98% a few more tweaks and BLU won't know what hit e--"

Scout: "Hehe, hey what does this button do?" He pressed a red button that had a giant label that spelled warning.

Engie & Dicatator: "No dang nabit nabit, nope. Oh no..." *BOOM*

In hindsight that opened a wormhole to Equestria, although the exit... was in the BLU occupied Mann Manor.

Engineer looked around in an old bedroom he found, it was filled to the brim  with old and dust covered furniture, paintings and photos, however what caught his eyes were the little pumpkins labeled explosive.

'I've gotten myself an idea!' Engie thought as he took out his wrench and began to work.

He grabbed one of the larger pumpkins and began to carve it into the shape of a tripod, he then used two other ones to make two long cylinders and the largest one to make a body to connect them all.

He stood back and admired his work, an exact replica of his level two sentry, he began to laugh uncontrollably as he brought out a can of Mann Co's Blue and Black paint.

"That fancy french varmint won't know what hit him." The Engineer chuckled as images of the RED Spy combusting into flames or his limbs being blown apart when he tried to place his sapper on it came into his head, as he finished his latest technological masterpiece quietly.

The Medic finished reading the instructions, they were to secure the base and set up a perimeter, for what reason he was not told, apparently neither they knew. Through the intercom, he relayed the latest information to his team and made his way to his new lab. Unbeknownst to any of the BLU team, underground in the basement, inside a large (empty) storage room, a dark blue portal was forming. The RED team's accident has caused to open the portal right there.

The mane 6 + what could be called added weight, consisting of Big Mac (who was very, very small where it mattered), Zecora and probably the most useless dragon in the history of both worlds, Spike. They were trotting together on a quest to find the weird energetic anomaly. This happened to be a vortex-like worm hole that sucked in anything that got in proximity, working not unlike an Engineer’s teleporter. This was the entrance.

Twilight Sparkle sensed something again. As they got closer and closer to the anomaly, she felt a wind on her back, and heard a sucking sound. Also, she sensed the distortion of the magic force more powerfully. This made her nervous.

However, this was her smallest problem, Spike not just fall asleep on her back again but started to drool too, and Pinkie started to blabber. Again.

She was on the edge of asking Applejack to lasso Pinkie's mouth aswell.

And Rainbow Dash? They had to go back to her when she started to speak with a bush.

She let out a tired sigh.

"Alright everypony, we are near, get yourselves ready!" She said and took the lead (and kicked Spike off of her in the process).

Above everybody else, in the highest tower of the building, the Sniper just found the best shooting point of the whole Manor. He could see everything and yet, he can't be seen. Thinking it's time for another pipe, he left the spot and went down to get some tobacco. And because of the massiveness of the place, he couldn't find the place he left his things.

"Stupid bloody place, why didn't I bring my van?..." He asked from noone and continued the searching.

The luck was on his side, he found his stuff a few minutes later.

Wandering the halls, the Spy looked around for his disguise kit, which also contained his cigarettes.

"Where has zat blasted Scout put zem zis time?" He said aloud, opening the drawer to a desk that was covered in dust. "Zis place is filthy. I don't know why we need to secure it. It looks like nobody has been here in years." Continuing his muttering, he turned and walked back toward the central lobby area.

Rarity was about to start complaining about how long the walk was taking when she felt a tug on her mane. She looked up to see it bending slightly towards the left. Worried that her mane was going to be ruined, she tried to turn around, but only got a couple steps before the pull became stronger, stopping her dead in her tracks.

"What's going on?" she asked frantically.

"The anomaly is pulling us in." Twilight replied. "Just relax, otherwise it will pull harder."

"It's going to mess up my hair though!"

"HEAVY!" called out Engineer struggling to drag his pumpkin turret to a better suited location, he stopped to catch his breath by leaning against the stripped wall while wiping his forehead with his Texas Ten Gallon.  "Geez, the one time I need the Russian sandvich madman and he's nowhere to be found." He grumbled as he continued to slowly push his *turret* to the closest door. He felt his body leave the ground, as he tripped over one of Scout's bonk cans as he fell down a shaft of stairs.

The Spy gratefully lit his cigarette, having finally found them behind a statue in the main lobby. Straightening his fedora, he thought about what to do next.

'Well, since it doesn't seem like I am not needed anywhere at ze moment, I think I'll take a well-deserved nap,' He thought, finding an empty bedroom before activating his Cloak and Dagger to ensure that he wouldn't be disturbed. Clearing the dust off the night stand, he carefully set down his fedora before getting on the bed and closing his eyes.

Rarity was in shock by the time the void came into view. The pull had ruined her mane, just as she thought it would. Twilight herself was speechless when she saw the black abyss looming before them. Thinking she had made the wrong decision in bringing them here, she tried to use magic to teleport to safety. Her horn glowed for a few heart beats, then sputtered out, leaving Twilight powerless as the void sucked them  in.

Sniper, who was happily sipping his trusty pipe, was thinking about how those stupid REDs will die, the surprised look on their face when they get shot from nowhere, especially the other Sniper. That bloody bastard.

He started to walk through the halls of the manor, exploring it again. It was old, rusty, dusty, but calm and peaceful.

He even heard the Scout crying for help.

Yes, this place was good.

He then managed to go downstairs, to the basement and found a fake looking sentry, with a blacked-out Engie nearby.

"Back to the drawing board, genius..." He whispered and went even farther downstairs, hearing a weird humming noise.

Twilight never experienced anything like this. Her magic. FAILED!

She tried everything, and nothing happened!

She looked at everypony (and Spike).

"My friends... this might be the end. Be strong an-"

She couldn't end her sentence; the portal sucked her in, followed by the rest of the mane 6 (and company).

The Medic was working, his new laboratory although foreign, had everything he needed. For science he continued his research and for science he hacked and dissected things. The Heavy had been eating his expertly crafted sandvich and continued creating several marvels of culinary art.

Soon he was joined by Demoman, a good friend who appreciated the magic of sandvich, he got one from heavy and quickly scarfed it down. "Cheers mate." He said, although it was so good it felt lacking, Heavy even though he did not show it, was an expert chef and knew what was missing. From god knows where he pulled out a bottle of rare Russian Vodka and slid it over. The Demoman couldn't be happier.

The Spy awoke with a yawn, stretching his limbs to get rid of any stiffness. Placing his fedora back on his head, he wiped the sleep from his eyes and stepped into the corridor. Opening his disguise kit, he pulled out a cigarette, lighting it with a small lighter that he also kept on his person at all times. Walking through the dimly lit hall, he paused when he heard something like footsteps and heavy breathing. A moment later, a terrified Scout rounded the corner. The Scout broke into a relieved grin when he looked up and saw the Spy.

"Thank God I found you. I thought I was gonna be lost in this place forever!" He said.

"Did you even pay attention to where you were going?" Asked the Spy.

"Uh..." The Scout rubbed the back of his neck. The Spy pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

"Follow me, and next time, pay attention."

The void was completely black, and Twilight was beginning to think they would be trapped in it forever. Suddenly, a bright light cut through the darkness, and as they got closer it grew brighter, until it became nearly blinding. With a flash, they fell through the light, into something that Twilight would describe as a cellar.

"Where are we?" Applejack asked.

"I don't know." Twilight replied.