Batmare and the foal wonder!

Discord's disembodied head drifted, directionless. There wasn't much else it could do. This was a situation that needed rectifying. If he was going to have any fun, Discord needed a body, but not just any body. That little Pipsqueak fellow would be worthless, too small! It might be fun to take over Celestia, but she had a nasty habit of kicking him out when he wasn't paying attention, which was quite often. No, he needed somepony big, strong and stupid; at least to start.

Looking around, Discord's head realized he was in an apple orchard. He stretched out his senses to try and find a candidate. A small filly, too flighty to be of any real use at the moment. Oooh- the element of honesty! What a coincidence! She was quite strong, if he remembered correctly, well physically strong, anyway. As he neared his target, however, he noticed another presence; large, quiet, slow... perfect!

He raced to his new target, a large red stallion with an orange mane and tail. The pony was in the process of pulling a plow through rich soil. Observing his victim closely, Discord realized he wouldn't have to do much. This particular earth pony was very susceptible to mind-control magic, all he had to do was make contact! The draconequus thought for a moment... fingers? Nope. Tail? Nada. Toes? Negatory. What was he going to touch the darn pony with? Sighing in resignation, Discord stuck out his tongue and licked the earth pony behind his ear. Blegh!

The stallions coat and mane turned a sickly pale hue, their former color a faded memory. His muscles bulged with unnatural might, augmented by arcane energies. His eyes became unfocused as his mind was no longer his own. Big Macintosh? No, that name would no longer do... for too long the royal sisters had been the bane of his existence, he needed something more menacing. Wait, that's it! This stallion would become a source of misery to Discord's imprisoners! From now on, he would be known as Bane!

"Ah, Master Pip, so good to see you again!" Alfalfared cheerfully greeted. "And Mistress Luna, we trust your visit with your sister went well?"

"Not quite as well as I had hoped, Alfalfared. It seems sister is too busy to participate in our simulations."

"A shame, what then shall we do?"

"I've found a new participant. Our nemesis will now be the head of one 'Discord'."

"Are you out of your little pony mind!?" Alfalfared blurted before jamming a hoof in her mouth.

Luna raised an eyebrow. "I find your lack of faith disturbing. I think we can handle just the head. How hard could it be?"

"O-of course. Our apologies mistress. Shall we abscond to the Bat-Cave, then?"

"Naturally, I have a few things to show Pipsqueak."

"Oh but mistress, I thought we were to wait until Master Pip was of age?"

Luna smacked her head with a hoof. "Not that, you ninny! The new prototypes!"

And so the trio made their way into Luna's private office. Pulling a book on the bookshelf on the far wall, Alfalfared activated a secret switch and three firemare poles revealed themselves. Sliding down, the three emerged, now fully dressed in their respective superhero outfits.

"Oh, that's new!" Pipsqueak spoke up for the first time.

"Do you like it? It's a little spell we came up with ourselves." Alfalfared, now Poison Joke, answered.

"Yeah, what else you got?"

"Come with me, old chum, and find out!" Batmare called as she walked down the Bat-Hallway.

"Poison Joke?"

"Yes, Pipsqueak?"

"Why does Batmare's rubber suit have nipples now?"

"Aesthetics, Pip, aesthetics."

Twilight paced frantically back and forth, her mane was starting to show signs of frazzling. Already a path was worn into the wood floor of the library.

"No no no no no no no... this is bad!" Stopping suddenly, she posed heroically. "I must tell Celestia!" Then drooped once more. "But I promised Luna I wouldn't. Oh what to do, what to do?"

A purple dragon walked in. "Jeeze Twilight, what are you getting all worked up about?"

"Spike! I need your help! Princess Luna set Discord's head free but I promised not to tell Celestia but I want to because I'm scared and-"

"Woah! Slow down there! You're starting to sound like Pinkie Pie. Did you say Discord has been set free? We really should tell the princess."

"Just his head. And there are two princesses now, Spike."

"Just his head? How does he survive? He must be like a worm..."

"I- what?"

"You know, if you cut a worm in half it turns into two worms!"

"That's not true, it just dies. Oh, Spike, don't tell me you've been running around cutting worms in half."

"What, me? No way! I have way too much important stuff to do!" Twilight glared at her assistant. "Okay, maybe a few..."

"Ugh... never mind. Spike, I can't just go tell Celestia! She'll ask why I didn't tell her right away, I'll be evicted from the academy! We have to take care of this ourselves."

"We?"

Twilight's hair finally gave up and went all out crazy, matching the gleam in her eyes. She began to giggle. "That's right Spike. We. We can't let puddin' know we let her down, but we can't stop Discord on our own. So we round up some help from the gang!"

"Th- the gang?"

"Sure, darlin'! Jokemare's old gang, back together again! Only angel won't know about it, 'cause if she did, we'd be fish food!"

Spike swallowed nervously. "I don't know about this, Twilight."

The purple mare grinned confidently, maniacally. "Call me... Horseplay."

Uh oh, this doesn't look too good for our heroes. Will Horseplay and Jokemare's old allies bring down our heroes high? Will Batmare and Pipsqueak be able to face Discord's power house puppet, Bane? Will Big Mac be able to break out of Discord's control? Will Discord ever get the taste of Big Macintosh's ear wax out of his mouth?

There's only one way to find out! Keep tuning in, same Bat-time, same Mare-channel!