Five Brits go to Equestria

by TFB

Rating: teen
Tags: Adventure, Derpy Hooves, DJ P0N-3, Human, Main 6, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Romance, Braeburn
Length: 5918

"Magic is just a word given to things that science can’t explain just yet"

Meet Nathan, Carter, Brice, Joe and Axel. They all have two things in common, they're British, and they all get thrust into Equestria inexplicably, join our brave Brits as they work together to find out how the heck they got there.

Cover art by Juanrock/Cloud Chaser

Edit 10/8/2013: On indefinite hiatus due to major cut backs.

Published 2012-09-14 01:54:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-09-18 22:25:31 UTC

1: Do you believe in Magic?

Chapter 1

Not another one

We’ve been here for around five years now, Axel has Vinyl, Nathan has Braeburn, I have Derpy, Brice...well Brice is Brice. We haven’t heard from Joe in a while, but I think it’s best to introduce ourselves first and how we got to the land formerly known as Equestria.

Sunday Night - 11:43PM
“I’m telling you man, something awesome is going to happen in the season 2 opening and it’s just gonna throw everything Hasbro has done before out of the window!”

Carter, 17, was throwing ideas around about the second season of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic to his friend, Axel, through Skype. He’d seen the EQD posts and was getting hyped for the first episode that was due to air in a couple of weeks.
“I’m talking huge dragon or something that will spell doom for Equestria if it’s not stopped, huge battles, the elements will be used again I just know it!”
“Dude, shut up.” Axel was starting to get annoyed at his friend for being an obnoxious idiot who couldn't keep his mouth closed.
“Sorry, I’m just excited, aren't you?”

“Yeah, but no need to shout about it”

“Meh, You know what would be awesomely amazing?”

“No... what?”

“If we were somehow teleported to Equestria to help defeat the villains and live with the ponies and stuff, I mean you could even start a relationship with Vinyl... because I know you've been looking at THOSE pictures.”

“Okay, I have some flaws with your plan: 1. How would we be teleported there, 2: How would our families and friends react knowing we were took against our will to another world. and 3: HOW THE HELL DID YOU KNOW THAT?”

“I have my sources.”

“I left screen share on, didn't I? Ugh...well I know you want to go so you can have a chance at either Fluttershy or Derpy. Look we all have our reasons but we all know it’s never going to happen so just go to sleep, it’s late and we got that test tomorrow.”

“Fine, but if we end up in Ponyville tomorrow you owe me £50”

“Deal.”

Carter headed to bed, wanting to dream dreams of ponies. As he was just getting into bed he thought he saw a flash outside, and figured it was lightning, He got up to look anyway after about 30 seconds as he heard no thunder or rain against his window, as he looked outside there was another flash and he blacked out, falling through the world he once knew.

Axel felt something weird, he looked around, saw nothing and played it off as his mind playing tricks on him until he felt it again and decided to investigate, he opened his bedroom door and something that could only be described as an entity was floating there.

“Who... or what are you?”

It made strange noises, a series of beeps, groans and whines as Axel just stared at it. Axel then disappeared in a flash of white light.

* * *

The church bell rang, it was Sunday morning and a boy and a girl were walking down the street as the shops began to open. The girl was saying something while boy was just replying with what seemed the same word each time as he got more annoyed which each passing second. He turned his head at the girl who was still going on about the same damned project.

“I've said it before and I’ll say it again, I’M NOT GOING TO SPEND FOUR HOURS HELPING YOU WITH A PROJECT YOU HAD THREE DAYS TO DO!” roared Brice at his friend who had been bugging him for the past hour to do his homework for her. She was a least a foot shorter than him but she had a vibe that came off her that said she’d deck you if you tried something. Brice was 6’1 with a somewhat big build, brown hair and blue eyes and Amy had short blue hair, a small build and hazel eyes.
“Look, I know I ask you to this sort of thing a lo...all the time.” she muttered. “But please, this’ll be the last time.” she begged turning on the puppy eyes.
“Ugh, you know that doesn't work on me.” grumbled Brice as they walked into the newsagents. He grabbed the Daily Mail from the newspaper stand and threw twenty pence towards the owner who caught it and dropped it into the till.
“How about I make it worth your while?” she said sweetly.

“Oh, do inform me how the great Amy will make this worth my while.” he said sarcastically. Amy had only joined the school last week and yet somehow she had managed to make friends with one of the most socially awkward people around.

“I’ll grant you one wish.” She jumped as Brice fell to the ground laughing as hard as he could, after a few moments he got up still chuckling slightly.
“Very funny, just at least help me when I’m doing it and I’ll do it for you then.” he noticed that she was glaring at him which was a first, usually she had a very calm or perky vibe around her but it seemed like she was ready to lunge at him at that point.
“You think I’m kidding don’t you?” she said squaring up to him.

“Well, s-sort of I mean, magic isn't real..” he said nervously, backing into a wall.

“Name an animal.” she whispered pulling herself close to him.

“What?”

“NAME AN ANIMAL!” she roared grabbing him by the collar and shaking him.

“HORSE!” he shouted, Amy stepped back a smirk on her face.

“What di....yo...I...” Brice’s world went dark as he felt himself falling into an eternal darkness.

* * *

Sunday afternoon - 5:30PM

In a place known to man only in a TV show, there is a young man writing in a book. The words say.

So what do I write in a journal? My friends asked me to document some of my life leading up ‘till now, so I guess a journal would be the best place to put it right? Well, I guess I’ll start this at the beginning, that’s where you usually start these things.

“I’m so bored!” Nathan exclaimed, that was the extent of his boredom.

“We know Nathan, you've kept going on about it for the past ten minutes!” His friend said through Skype.

“I know, but nothing has changed so I’m still bored.” Nathan stated.

“Nothing’s gonna change if you don’t do something about it, do you expect something to come and whisk you away and cure you of your boredom?”

“Yes, yes I do.” Nathan half joked.

“...You’re ridiculous you know that?”

“Once again, yes. Yes I do.”

“I’m not going to get any sense from you now, I’ll talk to you later.”

“NO! Don’t leave me, I’ll die of boredom otherwise.” Nathan shouted at his laptop screen. It was too late though, his friend had hung up, and as a precaution, had even went into do not disturb mode.

“Now what am I gonna do for the rest of the night?!” Nathan asked himself, no one was there to answer him though, so he only had his own thoughts for company.

Damned thoughts, they know I hate them. He thought to... His thoughts.

He looked back at his laptop and opened up Google Chrome to see if anything interesting had been added to his favourite sites. He opened up his recently closed tabs, all twelve of them, and proceeded to open up a few more to check up on his subscriptions and notifications on Fimfiction and YouTube.

Just as I thought, nothing new has come up. Nathan thought as he looked at the lack of updates for both of them.

I wish something interesting would happen for a change.

As he thought this he noticed he had been messaged by one of his friends on skype.

“Wanna come to town with us Nate?” The message read.

Anything but that. Haven’t they got the picture yet? I don’t like going out and socialising.

Nathan quickly thought up an excuse as to why he couldn’t go out as every time he responded with the simple answer of ‘I don’t want to.’ He was always met with ridicule and persistent nagging from his friends.

Not in the mood for an argument, Nathan racked his mind for an excuse, but none came to him. He messaged his friend that he would be there soon, and put his jacket on and picked up his phone and wallet on the way out, walking out the door with a simple “Be back soon.” To his parents.

He started the ten minute walk to his friends house. No matter how many times he walked this road he always felt nervous, his overactive imagination playing through some vivid scenarios of what could go wrong. He shook his head to try and get those thoughts from his head, but to no avail.

“Hey kid! Come here a second.” A weird man beckoned him from the darkness of the alleyway he was in.

“No thanks, I’d rather not get robbed or whatever the heck you’re planning.” Nathan said, walking at a slightly faster pace than before.

“You've got me all wrong, I just wanted to ask you a question.” The man said as he kept pace behind Nathan.

“What do you want to ask me?” He asked, keeping to the busiest streets he could to ensure his safety.

“Do you believe in magic?” The man asked.

“I believe that magic is just a word given to things that science can’t explain just yet.” Nathan answered.

“What if something comes along that science will never be able to explain?” The man countered.

“Well I've yet to see something like that so I’d highly doubt something like that would happen.”

“What if I could show you something like that though?”

“I’d say you’re crazy.”

“Really then how do you explain what’s happening to you now then?” The man asked with a smirk, causing Nathan to stop walking and turn to face him. Nathan suddenly felt very faint, blackness was enveloping his view, and he found himself rushing to meet the floor in seconds.

“There are some things science can’t explain.” Was the last thing Nathan heard before he hit the ground.

***

Sunday Evening 08:00pm
Joe sat on his bed, with his normal “busy” schedule, which consisted mainly of talking with his friends over Skype, re-texturing images, and looking at ponies.

He breathed a heavy sigh as he realized just how bored he really was. Joe reached down, opening one of the drawers that was under his bed, looking for some Mountain Dew in what he liked to think of as his “secret stash”.

“...Where’s my stuff?” Joe’s eyes widened in panic as he jumped down and saw his stash had been ransacked.

“GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!” he roared as he kicked his bed, every now and then his stash would be found and all of his stuff would be taken.

Taking a deep breath and composing himself he took quick account of the time. 08:07pm? Damn it. The closest Tesco would have shut 4 hours earlier.

Did he have enough money to head into town and get more “supplies”? This question was quickly answered as he spotted a £5 note on the bedside table. He snatched it from the table giving it a quick kiss for lord knows what reason. Being his salvation of boredom? Yeah. Let’s go with that.

Bounding down the stairs he grabbed his keys, switched off the TV and took a quick swig of milk from the fridge.

He donned some black trainers, along with the pair of jeans and casual checkered shirt he was already wearing.

Joe double-checked his keys were in his pocket before heading outside toward the bus-stop. The nearest store besides Tesco was a Sainsburys in the town center. A 25 minute bus ride lay between Joe and a sweet, crisp Mountain Dew tingling his tastebuds.

The evening air was a little chilly on the back of Joe’s exposed neck, prompting him to put his collar up in a protective barrier against the cold. The early autumn air seemed fragile and thin as he waited for the bus.

For some reason he’d gotten into the growing trend across the internet know as the Bronies. A relatively large and still growing group of men and women generally aged 13 to 22 who watched the show My Little Pony : Friendship is Magic. Obviously this wasn’t something he let out to anyone, and he kept this close to his chest, fearing the ridicule he already received being intensified.
When the bus finally arrived after a 10 minute wait, Joe was pleasantly surprised to see it was completely empty. Even past 8pm it was odd to see such an empty bus.

He climbed aboard and smiled politely at the driver, “To town please.”, Joe said, placing the £5 note in the driver’s hand.

The old wrinkled man shifted his eyes over Joe with a glazed look as though he was judging him, weighing him up, trying to crack him open and find all sorts of secrets.

The driver took the money and gave Joe his change with a curt grunt in response.

“Someone must not be having a good night.”, Joe thought as he seated himself at the very back of the bus.

He barely noticed, but as soon as he hit the seat, a tiny bit of fatigue crept into his limbs.

Joe frowned as the fatigue quickly grew into full blown exhaustion. He slumped back in the seat as he lost all control of his arms and legs to the mind-numbing exhaustion, and soon he was unconscious.

The driver glanced in his mirror, seeing the sleeping teen. His hand drifted over the controls of the bus and softly pressed a small button.

And a white flash emanated from the back of the bus, before fading back into nothing.

***

Princess Celestia stood on the balcony of the castle, the sun goddess could feel the power of reality being warped and twisted until she felt something break through...they had arrived.

2: Interesting Introductions

Chapter 2

Interesting introductions

Last Time on Five brits go to Equestria:
“You owe me £50 if we wake up in Equestria tomorrow!”
“HORSE!”
“Magic is just another word for things science can't explain yet”
“GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!!!”

“Ugh, every part of my body, feels like it just went through hell...twice.” groaned Brice as he tried to stand up but found his body feeling oddly heavy. He opened his eyes to see a rocky roof above him and managed to catch something out of the corner of his eye.
“Hey, anybody there?” he said quietly.

A voice called back, “What, who are you, where are we?”, the voice was followed by the faint sound of someone scrabbling on the rocky floor, as though they were trying to stand with difficulty.

“No idea mate, as for who I am you don’t need to know tha...” Brice’s eyes widened in shock as he put his hand in front of his face to see it had changed completely. Instead of it having the normal five fingers and shape it had become more rounded and blue.

“...What does your hand look like right now?” called Brice still staring at what looked like a hoof were his hand use to be.

“My hand?”, the voice called again, “It’s my ha- WHAT THE HELL?!”, the voice echoed throughout the cave carrying with it the panic and extreme surprise, “Why is my hand a...a...hoof?”

“Hello?” Carter shouted out, his body felt damp and cold “Where am I?”

“Oh look, another member for the happy gang.” Brice responded sarcastically.

“So that's one... anyone else? also why am I so furry?”

“Yeah, Mr Motivated over there fell asleep and do me a favor don’t scream when you look at your hand.”

“My Ha- OH MY GOD I’M A PONY”

“I’d say horse but that works, anyways might as well go to sleep or something we've been trying to stand up or sit up anyway we can but it seems like our new “bodies” aren't use to moving yet.”

Carter realized something “Has anyone named Axle appeared here yet? He’s my friend, Also what is your name?”

“I swear the universe is trolling me, there’s two other people here, they haven’t woken up yet though and again my name is my business.” groaned Brice as he tried to flip himself over to see who he was talking to.

“Well, My name is Carter, now I’m gonna try and get some sleep so. when I wake up I expect everyone else to be awake too” Carter rolled over, he wasn't going to be able to sleep, but he might as well rest his eyes while he thinks about things. He noticed something on the side of his body... “HOLY SHIT I HAVE WINGS... er... sorry” After that outburst Carter was quiet as he tried to think this through.

“Jeez, if been turned into an animal wasn't weird enough being stuck with these doesn't exactly help.” thought Brice as tried to fall asleep.

* * *

Half an hour later

“AH DON’T RAPE ME!” Nathan shouted as he finally woke up. “W-what? Was it just a dream?” He said aloud as he looked around.

“I guess it was real then...” Nathan trailed off as he saw sleeping figures some distance away from him.

“You know, excluding the guy with green hair you've probably annoyed me more than anybody else by waking me up!” called Brice.

“Sorry about that.” Nathan shouted at the aggravated Brice. “ Didn't mean to wake you up.”

“Aye, well that leaves Mr Sunglasses over there to wake up, so care to tell me what your hand looks like since this gag is going to get old soon.”

“My hand? Well, you know it’s my ha - WHAT THE FUCK?!” Nathan shouted as he brought his hand turned hoof up to eye level.

“Okaaaay, mind telling me what the heck is going on, and why I have appeared to lost my hand?”

“Well from what I can gather.....I have no idea.”

“Well that sure was informative!” Nathan said sarcastically.

“Well, I reckon we’re going to be here for a while so tell me about yourself Mr Sarcastic.” said Brice rolling his eyes.

“Well, I guess names are in order first of all. Mine’s Nathan, Nathan Clark. Yours?”

“For the third time today, not saying, chances are this is A, a dream B, a dream and guess what option C is.”

“A... Dream?” Nathan suggested.

“I got my head smashed against a wall by a girl so I’m in a delusional coma.”

“OK then, umm, mind if I ask why you got your head smashed into a wall?”

“Piece of advice Welshman never argue with woman.”

“How do you know I’m Welsh? I don’t remember telling you that.”

“Well you’re obviously from somewhere in Britain and I seriously doubt it’s Scotland or England with your accent.”

“Fair point I guess. So, any idea where we are?”

“Well to avoid stating the obvious I’d wait for Shady McGee over there to wake since he’s near the entrance.” Suggested Brice.

“Alright, guess we’ll just have to wait then... Or we could just wake him up now and ask him.” Nathan pointed out.

“Be my guest, I've tried shouting so you’ll probably have to tap him or something but I wouldn't recommend trying to walk.” replied Brice.

“Why’s that?” Nathan asked as he began to get up... Promptly falling flat on his face as he got a hoof off the ground.

“Well, you've done better than the rest of us, we couldn’t get up....hey looks like Mr blue is waking up now.” chuckled Brice as he watched the Welshman falling over.

“Do you guys mind being quiet, And what do you mean Mr Blue?” Carter had woken up to the two talking

“Not going to lie, I've already forgotten your name.”

“Thanks a bunch”

“If it makes you feel any better I forgot this guys name as well.” said Brice pointing a hoof at Nathan.

“Wait what do you mean you've forgotten? I told you less than two minutes ago!” Nathan
shouted at him for his forgetfulness.

“Moving on from the subject of my bad memory, I’m going to sleep so you two play nice.” said Brice quickly before falling asleep almost instantly.

“Um... Is he asleep already?” Nathan asked the newly awoken Carter.

“Apparently, yes. He is snoring... so I'm guessing yes.” Carter observed the Scotsman.

“So, what’s your name then? Or are you gonna insist that this is a dream and not give it like that guy did?” Nathan said, pointing at the sleeping form of the forgetful Scotsman.

“Well if this was a dream I wouldn't feel cold, or damp... My name’s Carter. It appears we are all from Britain... coincidence?” Carter questioned

“One heck of a coincidence if you ask me. But I’d worry less about how we are all from Britain and focus more on where the heck we are! Not to mention what are we?”

“Well... judging by our hooves I’d say we’re horses. And judging by the colour... Well lets just say, have you ever seen a blue horse?”

“Not a horse no, blue pony? Yes. Blue horses? No.”Nathan replied.

“Are you trying to say what I think you’re trying to say?”

“Simply making an observation, nothing more, you can interpret what I said however you want.”

“Well let us compare, what were you doing yesterday?” Carter asked, wanting to know how everyone got here

“Smacked by a bitch.” mumbled Brice through his sleep.

“Well yesterday... Narrowly avoiding a rape attempt I think.”

“Well last night, as I was going to sleep, i saw a flash... I checked out where it came from and I just found myself blacking out... and I woke up covered in fur and with hooves for hands... Normal day really...” Carter had a hint of sarcasm in his voice

“...You call that normal?” Nathan asked.

“You didn't pick up on the sarcasm did you?”

“What can I say? I’m a dense guy.” Nathan said truthfully.

“Well I’m gonna try and get some more sleep... I’ll talk to you later.” Carter said, laying his newly shaped head on the floor.

“No you’re not.” whispered Brice now fully awake.

“Fuck sleep, I’m gonna go for a walk or something.” Nathan said once again... Falling on his face once more as he got a bit more off the ground than before.

“Sshhh, do you hear that? Something’s outside.”

“Yeah I hear it too...” Carter was awake again, clearly he wasn’t getting any rest any time soon.

The group kept quiet as the sound of approaching hooves got louder and louder but the pace of them slowing down as it neared the entrance.

“Why do I have a distinct feeling this is going to end badly?” Joe called, announcing his presence.

“...IDIOT!” roared Brice as a large group of ponies in golden armor rushed into the cave.

“...Well we’re fucked.” Nathan simply said as he looked at the large group surrounding him.

“Aren’t we always?”, Joe replied sarcastically.

“We don’t even know each other that well.” muttered Brice as the guards split up, four of them trotting over to him.

“Can I just point out our odds here? We can’t get up, don’t have any fighting skills, and we’re severely outnumbered by what are most likely highly trained guards.”

“Or you know, you could always stab....gentlemen...ROLL OUT!” shouted Brice as he began to roll slowly away from the four guards who looked at him confused.

“What the hell are you doing...” Carter was confused

“Fuck that shit, I’m gonna at least try and get out in the proper manner.” Nathan shouted at the ridiculous Brice as he rolled away. Nathan tried to get to his hooves once more, managing a single step before headbutting the guard in front of him by accident and falling over, again.

“Lets be honest we’re fu-” Brice was cut off as he was knocked out by one of the guards.

“We’re what?” you stopped talki-” Carter was also knocked out.

“...Umm, sorry?” Nathan said as he looked up at the guard he had accidently hit, who simply brought his hoof down on Nathan’s head, effectively knocking him unconscious.

“Surely this is police brutali-”, Joe’s sentence was cut off as a guard gave him an extremely hard hit to the head, almost sending Joe across the cave. The guard may have had a been a but too indulged in being allowed to physically attack someone without consequence for probably the first time in a while.

***

Author's Notes: Hey guys Ice here. So to answer any questions about why Shade is still asleep...well Shade likes to not show up sometimes when we do that chapter. Why didn't we write him awake? Well because him waking up to royal guards would be much better don't you agree?....mostly

3:Internal Affairs

Chapter 3

Internal Affairs

Last Time on Five Brits:
Knocked out.
Knocked out.
Knocked out.
Knocked out.
Never really woke up in the first place.

And now back to the present.

“Son of a bitch,” groaned Axel as he lifted his head from the floor, something felt different but he couldn’t place what
“What the fuck happened” he said aloud as he checked his surroundings, he was in a small jail cell which looked strangely like those ones from the 1200’s, he felt a pain on his head and went to rub it, only to be met with a dark grey cylinder, which on closer observation was to be revealed as a hoof

“WOAH WHAT THE FUCK!” he screamed staring at the offending limb.

“SHUT UP, I’ve already heard this three times and the joke has got old!” shouted Brice from the cell across from Axel.

Axel looked over to see a blue creature, in a couple of seconds he recognised it
“HOLY SHIT A PONY!” he screamed.

“Axel, is that you?” The voice of Carter echoed through the cells “Axel? You owe me £50!”

“Wait, Carter? what the hell are you doing here?” he then processed what he just said “Oh fuck.”

“The same thing that you’re doing, rotting in a jail cell in Equestria.”

“Well....I’ve been in worse situations.”

“Ain’t we all.” muttered Brice.

“Anyone got a mirror?” Axel asked wondering what he just got turned into.

“..We’re in a prison and you’re asking if somebody has a mirror?” asked Brice shaking his head.

“Well I want to know what the hell I've been turned into first.”

“... I'm surrounded by idiots,” thought Brice as he pointed towards some broken glass in the corner of Axel’s cell.

Axel observed the reflection in the glass, from what he could tell he was a average sized pegasus with a brown styled mane, his colour was a dark grey and his eyes donned a pair of black shades, lifting them up he recoiled at the colour of his eyes....Crimson.

“Well, you've certainly reacted better than these three.” commented Brice pointing at the cells which held the others.

Axel peered into the other cell’s, in the first one was a completely black pegasus pony with a dual-shaded green mane, the second one contained a light grey unicorn with a dark grey mane, he also wore a pair of glasses that were slightly askew on his face. And the third one contained a dark blue pony, with his mane and tail also blue with streaks of red, he was also a pegasus

“How did five humans coincidentally get turned into ponies and all end up in jail cells?” asked Axel.

“Third time in two days, how the ha..hell am I suppose to know?.” sighed Brice.

“Don’t question it Axel, just go with it. I’m sure we’ll get a visit from a guard or someone soon, I mean they can't leave us in here forever right?” Memories of horror games Carter had played were rushing back to him “LET ME OUTTA HERE!”

“Heh, you lot were still asleep but...I don’t think you want the guards coming.” said Brice grimly.

“You gonna give us a reason why or is this a game of 20 questions?” Carter asked sarcastically.

“...His voice is high as bu..fuck, seriously what’s with my voice today?”

“So anyway, I guess we should introduce each other?”

“Pass.” said Brice.

“Not human names, if we’re ponies then obviously we need incognito names”

“That is the third worst idea I have ever heard in my entire life.” said Brice mockingly.

“Well I already have a name for you mister, Ice, to reflect your personality.”

“Pass, take your life and move to the next space.”

“Well if the Guards ask, just call me Navy Shadow, because I’m sure ‘Carter’ wouldn’t go down too well.”

“Speaking of guards.” hinted Brice.

Five guards walked in, one for each of us, and stood by our cells, a sixth one walked in. This last one looked different than the others, he was wearing more armour and looked like he was higher in the authority chain than the ones who captured the group.

“Which one of you called my men a bunch of overpaid, over sized, spineless detachment?” said the higher ranking one.

“I’m guessing it was him” Axel said pointing to Brice.

“Prove it.” challenged Brice looking at Axel.

“Well five seconds from me waking you insulted my actions, I think that gives enough evidence
don’t you guys think.” he asked the other two.

“Erm, I think you handsome men have us mixed up with the guys from the other dungeon?” Carter sweet talked the guards, desperately hoping there was another dungeon.

“....Take the blue one.” whispered the higher ranking guard.

“...Uh sir....which one?” replied one of the normal guards looking at Carter and Brice back and forth.

“...The uni..two horned one.” he replied as they moved forward towards Brice.

“See you guys in a few minutes!” called Brice as he was escorted by two of the guards.

“HUH, What’s happening?” Nathan said as he finally awoke with a start. “Umm, why am I in a cell?” He asked no one in particular as he noticed the bars in front of him.

“Welcome to the internet, I’ll be your guide!” called Axel.

“Um, do you mind if I ask what the heck you’re talking about talking you black coated... Pony?”

“Um is this kid stupid?” Axel asked Carter

“In case you maggots forgot, I’m still here.” said the guard.

“What do you want a medal?” replied Axel sarcastically.

“No but I can arrange for your ass to be rented out on a weekly basis.” replied the guard sternly.

“As in prostitution or other?”

“Shower rape, smartass, now before I do decide whether or not to have your butt party arranged you’re going to answer some questions.”

“Okey dokey loki... Sir.”

“Who are you, what are your names and how in Celestia’s name did you get past the guards stationed at the mountain?”

“Well you may call me Shade, Shade Nightwing. As for the others, we have Navy Shadow” he gestured to carter “Gray Matter” he gestured to Nathan “Atomic Vortex” He gestured to Joe, still unconscious “And finally Ice who you dragged off” Shade answered “As for that last question....I have no idea, I was unconscious”

“Okay then, we’ll have to do some more questioning on that last part and you’ll have to stay in here for a few days at the minimum. When we’re done with your friend he’ll come back” The Guard turned around, now ignoring anything Shade said.

“Well I’ve been in shittier conditions,” Shade mentioned before moving over to the back of his cell “well g’night folks I’m gonna have a power nap”

“...Can someone please tell me what the fuck just happened?” Gray said, finally getting a word in after the questioning.

“Nope, get back to sleep.” Carter replied.

“So, that’s it? You’re not even gonna tell me what happened while I slept?”

Shade threw a piece of glass at him. “SHUT THE HELL UP I'M TRYING TO SLEEP” Luckily since Shade had his eyes closed he missed Gray completely.

“Basically... Guards, questions, and our ragey friend here finally woke up... oh and Mr two horns got dragged away” Carter was chuckling at Shade, knowing him to be a massive rager back on earth.

“So everything happened while I slept?” Gray asked. “If that’s what you’re saying then I’m not gonna go back to sleep, don’t think I’d be able to anyway after the amount of time I’ve spent unconscious.” Gray added as he shuffled his way to the back of his cell and sat up against the wall.

“Well you do what you want, I’m gonna sleep, I want some energy” navy tried to get up and walk to his bed, managing 2 steps before falling over onto his bed. “Ow... You know, I think I’m getting better at this walking business.”

“Yeah and I’m still getting hit by guards.” said Brice as he was being brought back by the guards.

“Oh you’re back from... Wait, where did you go?” Gray asked as Brice walked into the cell area.

“Captain, we’ve got most of what we needed.” said one of the guards.

“Most?” replied the Captain with an eyebrow raised.

“Well...we couldn't get his name.”

“..According to this Pegasus here, he’s called Ic-”

“Seriously, you’re listening to him about my name?” interrupted Brice.

“Fuck you Ice,” Called a half asleep Shade.

“Fuck you Englishman,” retorted Brice.

“Well since you fuckers won’t let me sleep might as well see what all the fuss is about” moaned Shade waking up again.

“Heh, you might as well take that back, lights out in ten minutes.” commented the Captain as he began to walk away.

“YAY, SLEEP!” Cheered Shade as he passed out.

“Heh, might as well then,” thought Brice as he began to drift asleep.

“But, I’ve spent most of my time here unconscious! I don’t need sleep!” Protested Gray, until he finally accepted the fact that he’d need to go back sleep for the third time in one and a half days.

Navy was already sleeping, he had passed out a couple of minutes ago, while everyone was still talking.

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Silence filled the air as one by one the lights began to go out, while the group began to fall asleep somebody or rather pony had heard of their presence and had decided to investigate.
The figure moved quickly, avoiding any guards near the entrance to the dungeon and somehow they had managed to get past the Captain as he was finishing his shift.
The figure was wearing a dark ninja costume of sorts complete with matching headband. They had no defining features such as a horn or wings so it was obvious they were an earth pony but one had to ask what they were doing here and what they knew of the group.

Find out more on the next chapter of Five Brits go to Equestria.

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Author's notes: Well we got this one done early but that means you'll probably we waiting 4 days since you know every three days.(Note if it's this shade of blue it's Ice talking)