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// Chapter 8 
// Story: Need for Feed 
// by totallynotabrony 
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The situation was not good.  It was better than it had been, but there weren’t many options left on the table.

As soon as they landed, the plane with another plane stuck in it would probably be swarmed by security forces.  Not only that, but the magical teleporting jet had been damaged in the collision.

With a quick conference between Velma and Twilight, a plan was hatched.  It would cost the United States a bomber, but it wasn’t like hippies paid taxes.

With more Scooby Snacks, they convinced Shaggy and Scooby to run a thick electrical umbilical from the B-52 to the pony plane.  After extracting Captain Smith, they tossed him out with a parachute and a note pinned to his back that read: “Like, arrest me.”

Once the experimental plane’s electronics were hooked up and powered, and a few calculations made, everything was set to go.

The goodbyes were heartfelt, especially when Pinkie pulled out the cupcakes.  The humans nearly experienced coronaries, unused to the sweet pony fare, although that didn’t stop Shaggy and Scooby.  It was the thought that counted, though, and everyone parted on good terms.

Drifting down on parachutes after bailing out, Fred called, “Well gang, I’m glad that we were able to help them.”

“Everything worked out okay,” agreed Daphne.

“Especially if we claim that we were hostages and managed to escape,” Velma added.  “Just remember to deny everything and wait until a lawyer is present.”

Scooby giggled.

Overhead, the B-52 shimmered and blinked out of sight with a sparkle of magic.

The Tomcat screamed by, Maverick and Goose giving the gang a final salute before breaking off to return to the carrier.

Maverick rolled the jet and took a vector back to the ship.  In the backseat, Goose played a few notes on his keyboard listlessly.  “We’re going to get in trouble for this.  We’ll be lucky if we don’t get court martialed.”

“Probably,” Maverick acknowledged.  “Although, depending on how we spin it, we can say we saved American lives and drove off an alien invasion to be the heroes.  Either way, this is a really good excuse to do a flyby.”

For one of the first times in his career, Goose agreed with him.