"What's this button do?" Emily pressed a button on the dashboard while Plissa piloted the spacecraft. "Haven't seen this before."
A thermonuclear bomb shaped curiously like Scootaloo proceeded to fall out of the spacecraft, landing smack-dab in the middle of Equestria.
And then a crapton more of them started raining down, because explosions are cool and this chapter is now approved by Michael Bay.
"Alrighty, ponies, GET IN YOUR TIN CANS." Twilight barked through a megaphone. "It will be somewhat safe to re-enter the now-irradiated Equestrian society in several decades' time, if not longer."
She proceeded to be completely and utterly demolished by a passing radscorpion.