Rainbow Dash leveled out her flight path, aiming for the barracks right next to the Mann Co. HQ. It was time for her monthly check-up with Medic in order to make sure her heart was still in working order.
After performing a simple dive through an open window, Dash paused for applause from an imaginary audience.
"You don't have to be so flashy, you know," a voice said.
Dash dropped her pose and rolled her eyes. "If you got it, flaunt it, right?"
Spy shrugged as he lit another cigarette. "Medic's in there right now. Go ahead."
Nodding, Dash walked through the door right next to Spy, entering into the sick bay/experimentation room. There, she saw Medic turned away from her, leaning over some sort of device on his desk.
He turned around at the sound of her hooves on the floor. "Ah, Fraulein Dash, right on time."
She nodded. "Whatcha got going on there, doc?"
Medic stepped away from his desk, revealing a device that looked a lot like the team's teleporters, but also slightly different, with all manner of tubes, gauges, and other readouts attached to it. Dash had seen the device many times during her check-ups, but this was the first time it seemed to be turned on.
"Zis is a little... pet project me and Engineer have been vorking on. You see, we reached your vorld due to some odd circumstances with our teleporter. So, we decided that we could reach other dimensions with it, as vell, if we fine-tuned it enough."
Dash quirked her head. "Well, is it working, then?"
"Ha, actually, it has been vorking for quite some time! Not only that, but I've made contact with someone else who was working on ze same thing!"
"Really now?" Despite her normal avoidance of anything technological, besides her heart, she found herself getting somewhat interested.
"Ja, and, somehow, zey are German, too!"
At that moment, the teleporter fired up, and a single letter appeared in a flash of light. Medic almost shouted with glee.
"Oh, his letter is here!"
Dash cocked an eyebrow. "What now?"
"Vell, me and zis other German have been trading notes on various things for ze past few months, and I had just sent him a letter a few days ago!"
"So... you two are like pen pals?"
Medic raised a finger to refute her point, before lowering it slowly. "...you know, yes, we are."
Shrugging, Medic tore open the letter, and began to read. Dash tried to read over his shoulder, only to see that it was written in German.
After a few seconds of silence, Medic laughed. "Oh, excellent!"
"What? What did it say?"
"He said that, not only does he appreciate my diagrams of pegasus anatomy," he coughed slightly at Dash's glare, "but he vas finally able to perfect his own dimensional teleporter, and is going to visit us in person within the week!"
"Is that... a good idea?"
"I have no clue. But, as he says, he 'looks forward to furthering science together, and to bring mankind even further.' Oh, I like ze way he thinks!"
As Medic folded the paper and set it on his desk, Dash noticed something. "Hey, what's that on the back?"
Medic looked, before letting out a short chuckle. "Oh, zat's just the stationary he writes on. Apparently he's part of some company, so he says."
He didn't stop Dash from looking at the back of the letter for herself, which held an odd looking logo of some kind.
As Medic started getting his equipment set up for the pegasus, he couldn't help but chuckle. "Fascinating times, we live in..."
Dash got up onto the operating table, slightly uneasy. "I still have a bad feeling about this."
"Oh, don't vorry. Vhat's ze worst zat can happen?"
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