Author's Note

For reference in case you haven't seen the show in a while:

Tirek wins
Discord wins
Flim & Flam win (???)

In that order.

Lightning Round!

Cadance appeared in Tartarus this time, covered in a comically large amount of chains.

Celestia and regular, un-Nightmare'd Luna were there and both blinked away the sudden awareness of causality at the same time Cadance did. She frowned, "Why are you two only tied down with ankle chains?"

Luna and Celestia were mostly unburdened, like Cadance had said, they were only connected by their legs to the floor. Meanwhile, Cadance had to talk through a muzzle, which made her question sound more like: 'mmfem mfrited mfemrm mmfklmf chmfm?" Among the heavy chains around her back pinning her to the floor.

Celestia giggled.

Luna blinked a few times in Cadance's direction. "Having just seen you fight, your current situation makes a certain degree of sense."

"Not helping." or rather, "Mnf hrmphnm"

Celestia continued to giggle. "Oh, this is soo much fun! I wonder when I'll get to be evil?"

"Sister, the spell takes place some time after Rainbow Dash's rainboom."

Celestia waved a hoof, "Oh please, I could have turned evil in the past few years I'm sure."

Cadance looked on.

"My apologies, Cadance, for attacking you."

Cadance shrugged.

"Oh please, she enjoyed it, I'm sure. She certainly seemed to be having plenty of fun throwing Chrysalis through a wa-" Celestia straightened up. "Oh, looks like-"

White.

Cadance nearly fell forwards as the crystal she was suddenly standing on turned into bath salt as physics reasserted itself on her body. The sudden chemical change expanded, following up the walls, into the ceiling, and in a split second, the entire Spire itself was collapsing.

Uh-oh

Cadance had enough time to notice she was wearing a white, sleevless, open necked t-shirt; and that she had some weird metal smelling thing tapped to her back before the Spire came down in a fit of gravity, and a tide of salt.

...

Being buried in several metric tons of bath salt was not an enjoyable experience. She was nearly excited for the feeling of having her soul ripped out when it came.

"AAA" Followed Cadance clenching her eyes shut at the sheer amount of light that spontaneously decided that it needed to be inside of Cadance's eyes right that very second. She was in the Empire again, sans bath salt, thank it All.

Cracking an eye open, she glanced around at the bustling city center. The Spire was covered in... flat projections of lights, running movies, somehow. Everywhere around her, ponies, griffons, minotaurs were wearing or holding those flat projections, lights and sounds of ponies selling things and what sounded like adverts assailed her from every direction.

Okay! This is still better than breathing bath salts for thirty seconds!

"Is that Princess Cadance?" A pair of griffons noticed her and raised small rectangles towards her that launched beams of light at her. Looking around again, away from the griffons, every single unoccupied surface was covered in flat displays of light and moving pictures.

Cadance cringed from the flash of lights and raised a wing to shield herself. "Nope!" She flew up, only to tangle herself in a near invisible mesh of what felt like fishing wire immediately. "Ack!" There was a siren that started running, and flashing blue and red lights.

"Pegasi are not allowed above the property line!" Someone shouted through a megaphone, "Get down from there this instant!"

Cadance stopped struggling, giving up and letting herself hang loosely from the net as the sirens continued.

"Nope. I would've liked bath salts more, calling it now."

Another wave of white, reality shifting, Cadance's perspective being shown the boundless ends of infinity, and then she was gone, along with the rest of that horrible reality.