Ruferd

Snails yawned as he awoke. The carpeting of Turisa was more comfortable then his own bed. "Why am I up early and still feel super refreshed?" he asked out loud. The panel glowed a soft white. Snails opened the panel and read the message on the screen. "Um. 'That's because of me. Now hurry to Sweet Apple Acres. Pilot 2 is ready.' Huh? Pilot two?" The message changed into a diagram of how to enter the harness. "Oh! I see now! I gotta get this to Applebloom and Ruferd so we can get to school together! Why is this thought in my brain?" The diagram held the message 'because of me' for a moment. Snails hitched himself up and headed towards Sweet Apple Acres.
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CREAM HEART RESIDENCE
*

Lord Tyrant opened his eyes. He was hugging Button Mash. Lord Tyrant rolled away to his right. This caused him to fall off the bed. He let out a yawn and stretched like a cat, front legs stretched and tush in the air. "Having a place to stay is nice." he said to himself.

"Dude, you have wings!?" Lord Tyrant snapped his wings shut as he whipped his head towards Button Mash. Somehow during the night, Button Mash had succeeded in removing Lord Tyrant's cloak and putting it over himself. "That is so cool!"

Button Mash had a large grin. His smile quickly faded as he saw how panicked Tyrant now was. Button Mash managed to hide his fear when he saw the scars on Tyrant's body. He quickly put back his grin. "Don't worry, I won't tell! You're my friend after all." Tyrant still seemed panicked, so Button Mash walked over and began petting him. "I just realized something. The sun hasn't risen and yet I'm not tired."

Scootaloo knocked on the planks of wood. "Hello? Anypony home? I got a note from Time Turner saying that we all gotta meet where Applebloom, Sweetie Belle and me meet. I know it's weird, but I don't want him acting weirder if we don't go." Scootaloo heard some odd noises. She then saw Killjoy leave with Button Mash out the front door. "Hey you two! Get in the boxcar!"

Lord Tyrant was about to glare at Scootaloo, but then he thought of something that could shock her. "Okay!" he said cheerfully, before helping Scootaloo with the harness. He hid his smug smile as Scootaloo's jaw dropped. He then climbed into the cart.
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SWEET APPLE ACRES
*

Ruferd jumped out of bed and raced to the window. Applebloom groaned. She then shrieked as she was thrown out the window. Ruferd easily caught her and handed her a plate of pancakes. Applebloom felt very confused as her brain was sleep lagged while adrenaline rushed. She chose to eat. Ruferd sat beside her, half of a fish poking out of his mouth. Applebloom silently thought to herself that this wouldn't be the weirdest week ever.

Snails watched as Applebloom slowly ate. Ruferd then gave Snails a plate of pancakes. Snips was with him. After the breakfast, Snails brought them all around his boxcar. "Check out what Time Turner did to the boxcar!"

Applebloom gave a large smile. "It's painted like our capes!" she said. She was now fully awake. She tilted her head as Snails reached in and pushed a button from a panel. "Wait, Time Turner carpeted it?"

Snails smiled as a click was heard. "That's not all he did."

"State Password Please."

"I wasn't told about a password." Snails responded.

"Password: Incorrect."

Snails had thankfully left his school pack out of the boxcar. He pulled out the manual and looked through it. "Oh. It's also emotion registered." Snails focused on how he felt when he first discovered there was a password. He then said in a panicked voice "I wasn't told about a password!"

"Password Correct. Hello, Snails."

Applebloom opened the right door while Snips opened the left. Inside was a huge round room with a thick red carpet and blue walls. The ceiling was a dome shape. There was a black box near Applebloom. Snips and Applebloom could see each other across the room. "No. Way." Applebloom and Snips switched places. "This ain't possible!"

Snails smiled. "Time Turner must be really great with magic!"

"No." Ruferd said cheerfully. He then got in his harness. "Not magic. Dimensional box. Science. Now get in! We don't want to be late for school!"
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TEN MINUTES LATER
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Sweetie Belle was surprised to see the two boxcars. She then mentally shrugged to herself. "So, this is how we travel now? Train power?" She then yawned. Time Turner made sure she got up early to come here. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon yawned beside her.

Scootaloo and Ruferd nodded. They quickly hooked the boxcars together.

Snails opened up Tyrant's boxcar. He tried to open the panel. It wouldn't budge. "I gotta read all of the manual. Hey Tyrant, open this panel. I think it only responds to you."

Lord Tyrant gave Snails a quizzical look. Snails gave his stupid smile. Lord Tyrant sighed and opened the panel. He saw a bunch of grey buttons and a black screen. "Now what?"

Snails gave a confused look. "Odd. That's a different panel than mine... Oh my goodness! We gotta go or else we'll be late for school!" Snails then heard a click, and the roof of his boxcar tucked away. It was still carpeted. "Come on! Get in!"

Nearby, many ponies ran for their lives as the train was filled.

As the train headed for school, Snails read the book. He had a feeling he would have to literally read every word before he could even change the password.
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SWEET APPLE ACRES
*

Applejack groaned as she got up. It was still pretty early. She heard voices in the distance. Applejack got out of bed and opened her window to listen. "He's Flim. He's Flam. She's Susan." Applejack became wide awake as she heard these words drift over on the wind.

"GRANNY! APPLEBLOOM! BIG MAC! THE FLIM FLAM BROTHERS ARE BACK!" Applejack roared. She ran from her room downstairs. She saw a note on the kitchen table as her family members came. "Left for school early. Love, Applebloom." Applejack put down the note and ran outside'. Sure enough, the FlimFlam Brothers were singing as their weird train thing drove on a Sweet Apple Acres road.

"Aren't you tired of just plain cider? No? To be honest, I ain't either! We are here with a friendly truce. Wouldn't you like some Tonic Juice!" The Scammer siblings sung happily. The Brothers were able to teach Susan the right amount of magic to flow into the machine, so she was powering it right now.

"Y'ALL BEAT IT BEFORE I BEAT YA HIDES!" Applejack shouted angrily. She marched towards the locomotion, which now had come to a stop. "Ya hear me? Git!" A huge brown unicorn wearing the outfit of the FlimFlam Brothers hopped down.

Susan glared down angrily at the orange Earth pony before her. "No! We just got here, you rude little orange! Let us be before I peel you!"

"Was that a threat?" Applejack asked angrily.

"If you are telling me and my brothers to leave right off the start!" Susan retorted.

"Then come at me!"

"Who do you think you are!?" Susan demanded.

"Applejack's my name, and I ain't having these crooks back here!"

Susan snapped her mouth shut. She then looked towards her brothers. She looked back towards Applejack. She focused her magic towards a spell, rather then energy.

Flim hopped off his seat. "Nono no what are you doing!?"

Susan screamed in pain from her headache as she used her magic to levitate Applejack. She wanted to throw the orange mare, but she couldn't hold the spell.

Flaim reached his sister. "You know doing spells hurt you! Stop it!" Flim threw himself over her neck. "Stop!" Susan released her spell and collapsed.

Flam raced to Susan's side. He then glared at Applejack. Flim glared as well. They helped Susan rise to her hooves. "Get. The Tartarus. Away." Flam coldly said. He levitated his insane siblings back on the couch on the locomotion. "I will tolerate your presence if we meet at the market. Do not interact with us. Good. Day."

Applejack watched as the train left. She walked towards a tree and began hitting her head against it. "For Pete's sake, Applejack! What the hay were ya thinking, not even seeing why they were here? And bein so rude!?" Applejack rubbed her head as her brother finally caught up, out of breath. "I need to make a gift basket or something of the sort to apologize."

"Eyu-Huh?"

"I'll explain on the way to the house. The FlimFlam Brothers have a sister."

Granny hobbled over as fast as she could. "They're back! They're back!" she said, waving a news paper.

Applejack sighed. "Eyup. They are, and I acted completely disrespectful, so I owe the FlimFlam family an apology."

"I ain't talking about them two! I'm talking about them three!" Granny Smith shoved the news paper towards Applejack'

Applejack scanned the paper. "Celestia and Personal Guard: More then Servant and Master? Article by yours truly, Gabby Gums". Applejack threw the news away from herself. "Looks like we're gonna have another talk with the crusaders."
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TTARDIS
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Time Turner groaned. He hurt. He hurt all over. But his head most of all. He then screamed. "MY HEAD! MY HEAD!"

Ditsy raced over to the couch. "Don't worry Doc! I'm here! Hurk!" Ditsy was grabbed by the throat.

"Can't you hear them? One two three four one two three four!" Time Turner hissed. "My head hurts so much. Why. WHY? ANSWER ME! AGH!" Time Turner let go and held his head. "CLOCKWISE! AM I CLOCKWISE? THE DOCTOR? TIME TURNER!? AGH! WHO ARE YOU? DERPY WHOOVES! I AM DOCTOR WHOOVES! NO YOUR NAME IS DITSY DO! WHO AM I!?" He lunged and gripped the grey mare before him by the throat. "WHO. AM. I?"

Ditsy tried desperately to remove the hooves from her throat. As strong as she was, Time Turner was far stronger in his rage. She then remembered something The Doctor told her to remind him if he ever acted "odd".

"You- are- hurk- Time Turner!" She managed to lift the hooves enough for a quick deep breath. "Never 'somepony'! Always 'somebody'! You are- my Doc! My Doctor! You are Time Turner! You have a watch you never open because it's jammed shut, but never fix because you can tell the time by- Gasp! holding to your ear!" She could feel herself growing weaker from lack of air. "You love roses and your friends! You- hurk- made a promise you never tell!" Ditsy could see stars of black forming before her eyes as she tried to stay awake. "You- are- a mad man with grand friends! The Doctor and his... his.. Companions..."

Time Turner let go. He headed towards a corner and curled up. He began to cry.

Ditsy gasped for breath the moment Time Turner let go. She managed to turn the front half of her body so she was on her front hooves. She didn't have enough strength to stand on all her hooves. She pulled herself to Time Turner. She then hugged him. She realized it would look odd, half of her body slump while her arms were on a full grown pony curled up. "You... you okay Doc?"

"No" came the reply. Ditsy sighed and rubbed Time Turner's head.

"You remember anything about yesterday?"

"I remember crashing into something. Then- it was like- like I became a genius! Like I could do anything!" Time Turner raised his head. "I loved that feeling. But I kept telling myself 'no'. I didn't know why. I did some clever things. Things I don't remember. I visited some children. Gave them gifts. Then... Then the burning started. A burning in my mind. Then the drums started. The awful, awful drums. Then... Oh God." Time Turner leaped to his hooves. He winced as Derpy hit the floor from his sudden movement. "Oh God! Derpy I am so sorry!"

Time Turner rushed towards Ditsy, before stopping and pulling himself back. He seemed unsure of himself. Afraid, even. "Doc. Don't worry. I'm fine." She tried to get up to prove she was. Her legs screamed in protest as she collapsed. "Hoo boy." She tried again, because The Doctor seemed incredibly worried. Ditsy managed to lift herself by flapping her wings, so she hovered above the ground. "See Doc? I'm alright!" She gave a goofy grin. It managed to bring a small grin on Time Turner's face.

"Thank you Derpy. Thank you." Time Turner opened the door for Derpy as she headed out for work. She was always so determined to help ponies, while doing her job. Time Turner heard a click, like a camera. He quickly pulled out his Sonic Scanner. He found nothing out of the ordinary. "Odd."
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SCHOOL
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Cheerily let out a nervous chuckle as a piano landed on the ground. An enchanted feather landed with a clang on top of it. "Issac? Could you please not?"

Issac snorted. "I am doing what I can for science without proper equipment. I believe I am starting to figure out the increase of falling force, or velocity! This only seems to apply for normal items, while magically enchanted ones vary far too much. I hear Twilight has proper equipment that could help me, but she believes I'm a quack!" He threw a rubber ducky on a paper plate down. It fell slightly slower then a rubber ducky by itself. "And the more test I do, the more it seems air does interfere Holy Cow of God is that a tiny train?"

Cheerily raised an eyebrow. She turned around and yelped.

Ruferd and Scootaloo began turning the train in wide circles until they slowed down to a stop. The other students watched with interest. Ruferd gave a little wave and a large grin.

Zipporwhill scratched her head. "Are you all friends now?" she asked, confused.

The Cutie Mark Crusaders and the ex-school bullies stared at each other. They then looked at the boys. They all then turned to look at Zipporwhill.

"Eyup"

"Yes"

"Absolutely"

"I am forced to deal with this madness now, but yes. We are friends." Lord Tyrant answered. Everyone else nodded.

A sword bounced off of the boxcar. Diamond Stroke shoved everypony down so they hid in the boxcars as an ax bounced off. "I have realized that we need a name for our group!" An arrow bounced off. Issac scratched his head as he threw another sharp item at the wooden boxcars.

Applebloom poked her head out. "Stahp that!" She then turned to Ruferd. "The only group name any of us have is the Cutie Mark Crusaders!" She then ducked.

"No. The bell has yet to ring, your teacher is terrified of me, and that wooden structure should at least have a scratch by now. Derpy, be gone. Bring my mail to my house instead of me. Why are you flying rather then walking towards me?"

Ditsy tilted her head. "You ask too many things at once." she groaned.

"Does that mean we should all be called Cutie Mark Crusaders, so our group has a name?" Snips asked.

"But some of us already have our cutie marks." Silver Spoon replied. A mace now hit the box as Cheerilee tackled Issac.

"Babs got her cutie mark, and she's still a crusader.

"How about CMC for Chaos Master Crusaders?" Discord suggested, dressed like a referee. He was also tiny.

Ruferd considered that. "It does seem like pure chaos has been happening when we formed our alliance. I find the idea of us being the CMC a grand one."

Snails applauded as Cheerilee pinned Issac down. "Sounds great!"

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon were running about in a slight panic, not sure how to help Miss Cheerilee.

The bell rang. Issac shoved Cheerilee off himself. He then proceeded to clean up his mess. "Have fun learning, students! And I now know why I recognize your wrestling technique, Miss Cheerilee. You have a professional wrestler for a sister!" With that, he left.*
BLU MANSION
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Blutarch sighed as he looked out his bedroom window. The BLU Engineer stood beside him. "Another day, another drink." the dark grey minotaur said simply. He checked the Twittermite system. "Still good. But you know I can't make full repairs if you don't tell me how to." he said with a southern draw. He got no answer. "I know, I know. 'If you know how to construct my machine, that would put you at risk and most likely force me to kill you'. Yeah, that's a downright good reason not to tell me." He pulled out an odd tool from his overall pocket. "But just answer me this. Why the bloodstained hell are you letting a couple of REDs in here?" He still only got silence. He worked for a few minutes without speaking.

"Peace"

"Huh?" The BLU Engineer paused in his repairs to listen.

"I have been fighting a war for too long, over something that no longer matters. Redmond can be killed. His clone wants peace. Once Redmond is dead, Abigail and Redmond Junior will end the war. But for now, I have won a battle. Redmond's own clone does not wish to serve him. Now leave me. I will finish my repairs."

"Fa-Mas- what do I call you now?" Abigail walked in with a tray of breakfast and news paper.

Blutarch put his left hoof to his jaw in thought as The BLU Engineer left. "You have called me 'Master all your life, but you are still my daughter. But I am both your mother and father, so Master would be less confusing, I believe. Regardless, you may call me what you wish."

Abigail nodded. "You may want to have a lack of liquid or food when you read the headlines, Master."

Blutarch ignored her advice. He took a bite of a blueberry pancake and a sip of tea. He coughed up both when he saw the headline. "Celestia and Personal Guard: More than Servant and Master" He put his breakfast back on its tray. "What is this!?"

Hello EVERYPONY! Yes, you have read the headlines right! I, Gabby Gums, bring to you the hottest scoop ever! Late in a night, I saw Celestia and a Guard speaking to each other. You may be thinking, "A Princess is in love with a mortal guard!" I say to you, NO! Throughout centuries, Celestia has never had any sort of Royal Adviser. Or so we thought! Celestia has a Royal Adviser in the most genius disguise. A Royal Guard. The Guard Disguise spell is a simple, yet strong enchantment. Celestia was seen taking advice on a most crucially important matter FROM A GUARD! The Royal Adviser is one of Celestia's very guards, only that is known. A perfect protection from assassins looking to rid Celestia of guidance. I myself could not tell who the guard was. That is all for this time, dear readers. Stay Entertained! -Gabby Gums
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CAROUSEL BOUTIQUE
*

Rarity put the news paper down. She thought the Cutie Mark Crusaders were up the something again. But now she wasn't sure. "Is Gabby Gums an actual pony?" Rarity took her diary out of her drawer as she pondered this. Suddenly, a green glow formed over her diary. "I'm sorry, but what?" Rarity stared in confusion as her book floated out the window. It sped up outside. Rarity raced after it.
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SCHOOL HOUSE
*

"Ow ow ow ow. That really hurts." Sweetie Belle rubbed her horn as it glowed. It had a green aura, with a black one surrounding it.

Lord Tyrant sighed. "This will help us find something that we can use to find the fake Gabby Gums. Yes, it hurts like a hangover, don't ask, but it will work. Should also be cured the same way. Maybe." he said. He continued to supply energy to Sweetie Belle.

Miss Cheerilee watched with the rest of the class. A book entered the window at a very fast speed. Tyrant grabbed it.

"Wait, don't! I reconize that book!" Sweetie Belle quickly said. She hopped out of her desk. Afterwords, she fell over. Tyrant had stopped giving her energy. Sweetie Belle gripped her head. "How does one deal with a hangover?" Everypony in class but Tyrant looked towards Miss Cheerilee.

Cheerilee let out a nervous chuckle. 'Oh goodness, let something distract them' she said in her head.

Lord Tyrant opened the book and began to read. It had a few sketches in it and seemed to be a diary. "What the bucking hell?" he said beneath his breath. Suddenly, Rarity burst in the classroom.

"Sweetie Belle! Why did you take- oh my goodness, are you alright!?" Rarity raced over to her sister.

"Ugh... I think I have a hangover..." Sweetie Belle groaned. Rarity widened her eyes. she then looked at Cheerilee with a bewildered look. Cheerilee gained a rather awkward smile.

"Well this just got awkward." Lord Tyrant spoke. He put his legs on his desk and crossed them ask he read the book. "And this is a complicated design! Oh, that's rather interesting." he looked up from the book to wave at Rarity. He then continued reading.

Rarity ignored the fact that Tyrant was reading her diary and turned to Cheerilee. "Why does my sister have a hang over!?"

Cheerilee pointed a hoof towards Tyrant. Rarity now turned to Tyrant, who had a confused look on his face.

"Why does my sister have a hangover?" She calmly asked.

Lord Tyrant tilted the book sideways, in an attempt to figure it out. "I energized her for a spell to find a way to find the fake Gabby Gums. I kinda feel weird, so I think I feel 'tipsy', which is odd because I should be having the hangover effect of the spell because I powered it. This book is fascinating and all, but unless it's bait I kinda fail to see how this will help find the fake Gabby Gums."

Rarity gently took the book away from him. Tyrant gave a glare. He then proceeded to pass out.
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PONYVILLE MARKET STREET
*

Susan grunted as she kicked a ball she found. So far, The Scammer Siblings had gotten no customers. She began to bounce the ball on her head. Susan considered showing off her wings to gain some customers, but she still felt weird about them. She got them in a lab. Susan was actually terrified of her own wings. She then spotted an orange pony walking towards the train. "Flim! Flam! The mean one is here! And with a red one and green one!"

Flam calmly walked out of the wagon. He approached Applejack. "Won't talk unless you're hear for business." He then walked behind the tonic stand. Or juice stand, now.

Applejack sighed. She hung her head and opened her mouth to speak. She got a glare from Flam. Applejack pulled out two bits and put them on the counter, along with a box.

Susan took the bits and put them in a sack. She then sniffed the box. "What's in that, Orange Jack?" she asked politely as she hooved over a bottle of juice.

Applejack looked at the bottle. It was a tonic bottle, but the word Tonic was crossed out with Juice written above. "Look y'all, I'm a might sorry. I got angry with no reason. I came to apologize. Even baked y'all a cake an pie. Big Mac gots the pie."

"Eyup!"

Susan opened the box and sniffed the pie. "Hm. Does the rainy rainbow one have gift as well?" she asked.

"Who now?" Applejack asked. She then remembered of how Rainbow Dash poured rain on the CMC during the Gabby Gums incident. "Actually, I think I know who ya talking about. Rainbow Dash, most likely. Anywho, me and my folks haven't introduced ourselves properly the first time. Howdy, I'm Applejack. The ed one there is my brother Big Macintosh. Also called Big Mac. That there is Granny Smith. It's a pleasure to meet ya, Miss..." Applejack waited for the tall unicorn to introduce herself.

"My name is Susan. Susan Scammer of the Scammer siblings. Mess with my brothers and I swear to the heavens you will never taste of death." She said with a sweet breath.

Flam hit Susan over her head with a news paper. "Hey. No making promises of eternal pain and agony towards anypony. That's rude." He sat in a chair and began reading.

Applejack felt thirsty, so she opened the bottle and took a sip. "Say, that ain't half bad!"

Flim poked his head out of the wagon. "Yes, we know. Susan and I improved the recipe!" he then put on a pouty face. "Problem is, nopony is buying anything from us." Flim looked strait at Applejack's left ear. "Think you could help us drum up business?" He then let out a creepy, weird laugh.

Flam sighed. "Sorry about those two. We ran into some troubles, and I think they're insane now. Flim and I travel too often to check him in a sanity ward, and Susan hates hospitals. Don't ask why."

"Alrighty?" Applejack answered.
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BELT DISPATCH CREW
*

"So. It's decided. We know who to collect. And remember. DO NOT kill the Element Bearers." Iron Taz sternly said. Clover Chomp nodded.

"But their family is still on the table, yes?" Clove Chomp asked. His shaved pink body shivered. friend had been kind enough to give him a lab coat.

Iron Taz nodded. "You may take them. But may I ask why?"

"Well, I want to see if they hold more powerful magic. Also, Sweetie Belle will be perfect!"

The entire group, minus Iron Taz, took a step back. They had seen what Clover Chomp had made living creatures into. He always said they weren't perfect. If Sweetie Belle was... they shuddered to think what would happen to her.

"I call dibs on that overly strong crossed eyed Mail Mare." one called out. Soon, the air was filled with who would take who for their research.

Iron Taz grinned. "Looks like we may need to delay until Friday, so we can get our supplies ready." The team cheered.
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