//------------------------------// // 71. // Story: 8-Bit Pony // by Dawn Flower //------------------------------// “Well, if we’re done here, we should probably head back to Canterlot again.” Suddenly, there was a flash of light. When it faded, there was an elderly stallion standing there, wearing a long, brown cloak. “You all thought that Chrysalis or Tirek would show up as the next villain, but it is I, Pipsqueak… and I swear to Me if any of you makes a DIO reference… “Yes, you heard me right. I am now basically a God. After a lifetime of being traumatised by Black Mage, I dedicated my life to learning everything I could about magic, so that I could exact my revenge in the most painful way possible. I then travelled back to the beginning of the Universe, in order to remake it in my own image, but unfortunately that didn’t work out for reasons that I’m going to gloss over. Now that I am here, I can finally…” “What the Hell? We don’t have time for this.” BM interrupted. Everyone then just turned around and walked out of the castle. Now all alone in the castle’s main chamber, Pipsqueak just stared ahead for a moment and then his eyes drooped. “Well… fuck.”