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// Prize Fighting, part 7 
// Story: Megas CMC 
// by Tatsurou 
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Once Kiva got over the shock of Megas eating a Quantum Singularity, she got right to work trying to hack the lock on the cage they were in, since there was no longer any danger to getting out.  Had it been with just herself and Sweetie, there would have been no way to escape the Singularity and reach the safety of the containment pylons.  Before she got very far, however, Megas reached up and grasped the cage.  A single squeeze and the cage shattered, allowing Megas to deposit the pair of them into the cockpit.
"Welcome back," Scootaloo offered happily.  "Did you get all your shopping done?"
"Yup!" Sweetie declared happily.  "Did the drones get it all here?"
"Yup!" Apple Bloom called out from the engine room.  "Everything's all stored and stocked."
"So...unless you want to keep fighting to claim the belt in this obviously corrupt competition, I think we've done all we need to do here," Kiva indicated pointedly, hoping to get a message across.
"Not quite," Scootaloo countered.  "I can do without the belt from a staged fight.  I can accept being pressured to throw a fight, which I'm going to ignore.  I can even accept trying to be strong-armed by a megalomaniacal idiot."  Her eyes hardened fiercely.  "But nobody gets away with hurting my friends!  Sweetie!  Can you get access to the PA?"
"On it!" Sweetie declared as Megas leapt back into the arena, landing on several of the samurai-shaped mechs that were the opponents.  Sticking her horn into the slot for it, she focused on her memory of coasting through the information networks...and found the program in question.  "Got it!"
Megas pointed up at Magnanimous.  "I know it was you that arranged for my friends to be put in danger!" Scootaloo declared, her voice echoing through the entire stadium.  "It's bad enough you run a fixed arena where 'rising champions' only last long enough for people to start betting on them before being forced to throw the fight so you can rake in the cash!"  Gasps of shock, dismay, and fury filled the stands.  "But to pull it on us kids!  I'm going to mow through everything you can throw at us, and I'm not going to stop-"  Megas suddenly pulled out a huge bag of Fluglehorns before mashing them together to shape them into a Megas-sized one.  "-until I can shove this up somewhere you shouldn't show on network television!"  Roars of eager approval and excitement filled the stands.
"Where did you get that?" Kiva asked in confusion.
"Pinkie asked me ta store her fluglehorn collection somewhere it wouldn't get blasted by a missile like her bagpipe collection," Apple Bloom explained.  "Figured the safest spot was inside Megas."
At that moment, the doors at the edges of the arena opened and disgorged a swarm of opponents from the organic to the robotic and everything inbetween.  A steel grate closed over the arena, sealing Megas and the opponents in.
"Ooh, cage match!" Scootaloo cooed.  "Rainbow loves these!"
"So does Rarity, oddly enough," Sweetie pointed out.
"So there's no chance of any of you taking this seriously, is there?" Kiva asked curiously.
Three pairs of eyes turned towards her, giving the cutest looks of innocent confusion she'd ever seen even if one was through a camera feed from the engine room.
"Never mind," Kiva allowed.  "So what do you think the odds-"
Megas drew the magical energy sword it had used against the Glorft.
Kiva stared at it for a time, then leaned over Scootaloo to examine the control panel.  "What are you doing?" Scoot asked in confusion.
"Looking for the snack button," Kiva answered readily.  "There's bound to be one."
"Those are on the seats," Sweetie pointed out.  "Labeled 'Popcorn', 'Muffin', 'Cupcake', 'Soda', and 'Juice'."
Sitting back in her seat, Kiva examined the buttons.  "Well, I might as well try to be healthy."  While she only had vague awareness of what the buttons meant, she pressed 'Juice' and 'Muffin'.



Back in Ponyville, Derpy's eyes briefly straightened out of nowhere, and a certainty that something important had happened somewhere suffused her being.



Before long, the assembled swarm had fallen before Megas, whether sliced to pieces, suplexed into unconsciousness, or jammed into the holes in the cage until they were bent out of shape.  Scootaloo calmly brushed off her hooves as Megas mimicked the actions with its hands.  "Well, that takes care of that," she declared happily.  "Now lets deal with Migrainimous so we can get the belt and get home.  We've missed lunch, and I think Megas is hungry too."  She gestured to the fuel gauge which was close to pointing at 'empty'.  "I guess Kumquat Shred Tomatoes aren't very filling."
"...Quantum Singularity," Kiva corrected dryly as she brushed away crumbs.
"Yeah, that thing."
At that moment, something shook through the air and sent Megas flying against the edge of the arena.  When the group turned to look, Magnanimous had hooked himself into a white and gold mecha with two arms on its left side and some sort of giant emitter on its right.  "And I thought you were tough," he taunted smugly.  "Not so tough against the...Sonic Abominator-"
Megas suddenly lifted the giant fluglehorn to its chest, and a devastating blast of sound echoed from the mouth, focused so tightly it struck Magnanimous' mech like a blow, shattering the emitter on its right hand.
"HOW?" Magnanimous demanded in shock as the mech staggered back.  "How can you possibly-"  His words were cut off as the mouthpiece of the fluglehorn erupted out the top of his mech, nearly going right through him.
Megas released the other end of the fluglehorn as it released a pathetic toot, brushing its hands clean.
"...you weren't kidding about where you were going to shove it," Kiva murmured as the entire audience winced.
"Nope!" Scootaloo declared happily as Megas tore the cage open to fly up and grab the belt.  "So...know anywhere around here we could get something to eat?  I think we need to refill before we head for home."
Kiva tapped her chin thoughtfully as they flew out of the stadium and into space, accompanied by the cheers of the audience as they converged on Magnanimous with lawyers in tow.  "...I might know a place..."