Thank you all for faving and liking! Dis is the next part of the story. If you thought things were stupid, just wait.
It gets worse.
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Twilight Sparkle was very confused.
It started off as a normal day of her practicing magic (as she usually does), but then multiple creatures had magically appeared in the library, which then collapsed on the floor, which happened to buckle under the weight of them (mostly of the one who looked like a bear though). Mostly, her concern was for her own safety and not that of the floor. At least they brought the book back with them.
She walked around the heap of bodies and the black and brown devices that had accompanied the creatures, studying them. They were still breathing, from what she could tell, so they were fine. One thing about them bothered her though. They were wearing clothes. She only saw ponies wearing clothes on special occasions, so she thought that they might be royalty. That, coupled with the fact that one just spoke to her in perfect Equestrian worried her that she might have taken some important people from their land.
… Though what he said was utter gibberish.
At this point, Spike came rushing down the stairs next to her. “Twilight! Are you okay?” Twilight wasn’t listening though. She was pondering what the thing had said.
“Hmmmm. God, of…” she trailed off.
“What?” Spike asked.
She turned to face him. “Spike,” she began, “Have you ever heard of something called: Doritos?”
At the word “Doritos”, all five of the creatures jumped up, which made Spike and Twilight step back in surprise, and began to look wildly about, muttering, “Doritos? Where?” None of them seemed to notice that there was a purple unicorn and a baby dragon standing before them.
Once they had realized that there were no Doritos, the convened into a huddle. They began to talk amongst themselves after picking up the strange devices. Twilight couldn’t hear them; though she was really curios as to what they had to say, she was smart and stayed back.
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“Okay guys, where are we and how drunk am I right now?” Al asked.
“Well,” Matt began, “as to where we are I have no fucking clue. Oh, and you’re not drunk, Al. Sorry.”
“God dammit.”
The friends had gathered into a huddle shortly after realizing that there were no Doritos. They also grabbed their new guns, just in case; the new and unfamiliar surroundings had startled them. They convened to discuss the matter.
Reggie was the first to speak relevantly. “So, we’re here in this library. Does anyone remember how the hell we got here?”
They all pondered this for a moment. Sych spoke up, rather quietly. “Well, it could have been Al’s magic book…”
When he said this, everyone looked over at Al. He smiled sheepishly. “Heh heh heh… whoops.”
Nicolai became enraged. “Seriously Al!? What the Hell? Is this the kind of thing that you do when we aren’t around or do you save it just for us?”
“Hey,” Al replied, offended and pissed off, “I don’t want things like this to happen to me. They just do! Like I have a say in all the weird shit that goes on around us!”
A quiet voice came up from behind Al. “Uh… what are you?” Al quickly turned around and his eyes fell upon a baby purple dragon whom was staring up at him in curiosity.
“Holy Shit!” Needless to say, Al had flipped out (as well as everyone else, as they saw the thing when Al turned; though their reaction was much less severe). He swung his AK-47 at the creature. Seeing as it had no ammo, it was the only thing he could do. When the butt of the rifle made contact with the creature, it sent the dragon flying across the room and into a bookshelf. His impact made the shelves break and several books fall.
“SPIKE!!!!!!”
Everyone turned to the source of the cry. There, before them, was a violet unicorn. Her eyes were wide as she ran towards the unconscious, baby dragon. Al, his mouth wide open, turned to his friends. They all returned his expression of shock and confusion. Though he was utterly baffled, he managed to speak. “Let me change my question. How much crack did I smoke?”
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Twilight knelt beside her knocked-out, number-one assistant, whom had just been launched into the bookcase by a large and, as of yet, unidentified creature. Spike wasn’t too badly hurt, but it was enough to make Twilight both incredibly worried and incredibly furious. After she had made sure that he was okay, Twilight turned to the new arrivals and began to charge her horn with energy, ready to blast it at the out of sheer fury. She approached them.
This apparently caught the attention of the creatures, as they dropped the devices suddenly and threw up their hands. “We surrender!” shouted the shortest one.
“Yeah,” agreed the one whom Twilight silently remarked looked like a bear, “Al here was being a dipshit and we were watching. Usually he finds some way to blame us.”
The short, orange-haired one turned to his friend. “Shut up asshole.”
“Bitch.”
“ANYways,” the tallest one interjected, “Please don’t kill us miss-pissed-off-unicorn.”
Twilight stoped only a few feet before them. She was tired of all their bickering and was ready to kick their flanks. She was very protective of Spike and she would now let anypony hurt him (the fact that they were not ponies didn’t matter to her). The creatures had backed up by the door out of fright of what might happen next. She prepared to fire.
“TWILIGHT!” a voice from outside called.
This startled the unicorn, but she didn’t fire the spell nor let it fade. She knew that voice…
Suddenly, a rainbow streak bursted through the top window of the main room and swirled around the huddled creatures, making them dizzy and nauseous. The stream of colors ended between Twilight and the bipeds, and in its place stood Rainbow Dash, a confident smile on her face. Her smile faded as she looked back between Twilight, the bipeds, the pile of unidentified mechanical objects, an unconscious Spike and a broken bookcase.
After looking at the situation, she turned to Twilight and droned, “Should I come back when things makes sense?”