The Disastrous Adventures of Crew-T

by TheMajorTechie


T-V: Blast off!

"Status report?" Plissa wandered into the room.

"Everything's fine," Butter Knife forced a grin, failing to cover the emergency indicators with a hoof. "It's all fine, everything's good, WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE."

Plissa sipped her coffee. Then turned her attention to the window. "Hey, what's that?"

It was at that moment when Crew-T's ship collided with the Equestrian Pride. Oops.

"Hey. Why are there more ponies?"

"HAHAHA I AM EVIL AND STUFF AND I WILL TAKE OVER THIS SHIP BECAUSE I AM EVIL AND I WANT TO RULE AND TAKE OVER AND--" Sombra cackled over the intercoms.

Plissa sighed. "I'll go get Sweetie Giraffe."


"So..." Celestia leaned closer. "You're saying we don't have to evacuate Equestria."

"Yes, yes! For the last time, yes!" Butter Knife wailed, throwing her hooves in the air. "Sombra's gone!"

Celestia's eyes darted across the room. "You sure?"

Butter Knife facehoofed and left the room.