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// Michael Westen's New Burn 
// Story: World's Shortest Crossovers:  The Anthology Series Of Doom 
// by Estee 
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"So I'm trapped here," the former agent told an unseen audience.  "I have free rein of the city, but if I make any attempt to leave the borders, someone will try to kill me.  There's no way around that."

The little yellow pony slowly looked up at him.  Her wings fluttered.

"...um," she tried.  "I just asked if you'd like some hay.  And after that, I could introduce you to the others at the barn social.  For the new barn.  The sixth one this spring.  But it may take some time to get there, because you can't fly and the road's out.  There was a stampede.  And a dragon.  Then there was a stampede of dragons.  Plus the ground is still glowing from that last bad spell and maybe you shouldn't be touching it."

His skills told him she was sincere.  Somehow, she'd meant every last word of it.

"I need yogurt," he decided.

"...what's yogurt?"

And so leaving the border it was.