Big Mac's Journey to Nightmare City

by cheesemeister


The Return of Celestia

For the first time in a thousand years, bright light shone in the skies of the alternate Equestria. Princess Nightmare Moon recoiled, hiding her face from the light with her wings. The wicked Generals of Disharmony slunk into the shadows. Bad Mac dropped to the ground, trembling in fear.
The citizens of Nightmare City bowed down to Celestia.
“Take them to the holding cells while I figure out what we should do with them,” Celestia ordered, indicating Nightmare Moon and the Generals of Disharmony. She then turned to her rescuers.
“Thank you all for freeing me,” she said. “There is evidently much work to do in order to rebuild.”
“Begging your pardon, Your Highness,” Big Mac said. “In the world that I come from, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna live in harmony. ‘Course I don’t know if that can work here, seeing that everyone who is good in my world is bad here, and everyone who’s not so nice is helpful. Maybe Nightmare Moon can be changed back into Princess Luna, if she ever even was Princess Luna here.”
“Big Macintosh is the counterpart of our Bad Macintosh,” Trixie said. “He’s from another dimension. I’m afraid it was my fault that he was brought here. I did a spell to bring us a champion. The spell worked, but I don’t want him to be trapped here on account of me. Your Highness, is there any way we can send him home?”
“There is a chance,” Harmony said. “We must go back to the place where he came through into this world. If we can reopen the portal, we can send him back through.”
“Thank you, Sir, I’d like that very much,” Big Mac said. “I reckon my pie wagon probably didn’t survive the whirlwind, and I’m gonna have a heck of a time explainin’ this to my granny and my sis, but much as I’ve taken a shine to you folks, I’d really like to go home. I was wondering, would it be possible to speak to the prisoners before I leave?”
“Well, certainly,” Celestia said, looking puzzled. “I’m not sure why you’d want to, but after all you’ve done for us, of course I’ll grant your request. Guards, bring the prisoners to the throne room.”