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// The Interlude 
// Story: I Cast Gun 
// by hamster wizard 
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It was a clear and quiet day in Ponyville. It was so lovely that Lyra and Bonbon were out for an afternoon stroll. Lyra had finally had her bandages removed, and looked no worse for wear aside from a particularly nasty bruise on her barrel. They came to a stop when they heard gunshots coming from the next block, and against their better judgment went to investigate.

What met their eyes was Sweetie Belle, wearing a black jumpsuit with a giant blackened axe strapped across her back. She was doing battle with a horde of several pale pegasus-like creatures adorned in golden armor and white robes. They had unsettling stumps where their heads should be and carried golden halberds as they flew, circling Sweetie Belle.

She was dancing in and out of their attacks, firing spells at them as they attempted to hack at her to no avail. Suddenly, she shouted, “Let’s hit the climax!” Time seemed to slow down as she whipped around, planting shots in each most the remaining monsters, bringing them down in a spray of blood. She slowly walked up and cleaved the last one in half with her axe, leaping into the air with the motion and doing a backflip. She daintily landed and struck a small pose, smiling to herself.

“Uh you doing okay Sweetie Belle?” Lyra asked hesitantly.

Startled by Lyra, who she evidently hadn’t noticed in the confusion, she let off a shot and hit Lyra right in the leg. She fell to her side cursing, “Ooh! Ah! My Fucking leg! Damn that smarts!”

Bonbon knelt over and grabbed her friend, “Lyra! Are you okay?!”

“No! I got shot in the leg! What the hell Sweetie?”

“Sorry! I thought you were more Angels. They’ve become a real nuisance around Ponyville lately.” Sweetie smiled sheepishly as she rubbed the back of her head.

“You’re the nuisance! Argh!” Lyra grunted as she covered the gunshot wound with her good leg.

Sweetie Belle slowly backed away, “Anyway, sorry about that! I’ve gotta go and uh, keep looking for the other Eye of the World. It’s a whole thing. Fate of the world and all that. Take too long to explain. See ya!” She skipped off to who knows where.

Bonbon helped Lyra stand up and propped her up, “Don’t worry Lyra! You’re gonna be fine!”

Lyra grunted slightly, “It’s okay, this isn’t even the worst thing to happen to me this week. It could always get worse.” She grinned slightly.

Just then a whistling policemare trotted around the street corner and took a good long look at the scene before her. There was a lot of blood, bodies, and two frightened looking mares huddled together. She sighed to herself, “This is gonna be a lot of paperwork.” She then pulled out some hoofcuffs and walked toward the pair.