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// With a Little Creativity! 
// Story: Rebirth of Magic: Izzytastic! 
// by JimmyHook19 
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The next morning, Sunny seemed to be agitated. "What's wrong, Sunny?" I asked.

Sunny looked at me. "I can't help but feel we're running out of time!" she said. "I've completely lost track of what day it is, and we don't know how long we have left until shit hits the fan!"

"Language!" Hitch said.

"Hitch, this is a stressful situation. I think I can be allowed to curse every once in a while." Sunny turned her attention back to me. "Izzy, I'm serious. We don't know where or what Gulfstream and his goons are up to out there. They could be about to launch an attack on Bridlewood, and if that happens we've been cost our only chance at bringing back magic."

"I thought bringing the tribes back together was dependent on the leaders putting a photo back together," Sprout said, unhelpfully.

"That's not a lot of use if Bridlewood's on fire and two tribes are at war," Pipp pointed out.

"Pipp does have a point, Sprout," I said. "Well, I did the trip yesterday and got the supplies so- wait, I have an idea!"

"What's that?" Hitch asked.

"Pipp, can't you use phone data to check whether the General is going anything?" I asked.

Pipp shook her head. "No can do. I've already tried that. There isn't Wi-Fi in Bridlewood- seriously, how does anypony get anything done?- and the nearest C-Net tower is over 100 miles away. Put simply, this device won't be able to pick up anything around here."

"That sucks," Misty said.

"Sure does," Pipp sighed. "All this sitting about. Any progress on the plan?"

"Well," I said, revealing some information to them, "I think I've got the basic plan nailed down. We go to Bridlewood, go into the tea shop, get the crystal, then come back here. BOOM! Magic restored!"

"No, I meant the disguises."

"Oh!" I said, as I poured some more tea into a cup. "Well, yesterday I went out and purchased all the things that I needed to buy to make it work. All that card took up a lot of space in the other place!"

Sunny glanced at me. "So, Izzy, can you do it?"

"Flip baked beans and deposit them on the floor? Yes I can!"

"No, make us look like convincing unicorns."

I looked about, getting an odd sensation. If I knew that feeling well, it meant that a song was approaching. And seeing as I'd been looking forward to this moment since my adventure began, I knew I didn't want to waste it at all!

Sprout seemed to get it too. "Huh? There's an odd feeling on the tip of my tongue."

"A song's coming on!" I said. "To your hooves, everypony!"

"Who's going to fill in Zipp's position in the dance choreography?" Pipp asked. "She's not here!"

"I can do that!" Misty said, and stopped in front of a box. "Just let me know when I need to start with my moves and I'll get rolling along!"

So, that was that. As music echoed in the background, I slammed a projector down in front of a projector screen and slipped some glasses on.

I pointed to some vaguely racist displays claiming ponies could be categorized by intelligence based on facial features.

"I thought Earth ponies were the pony ladder's bottom rung!
I heard that pegasi were brutes, you'd hate to be among!"

I stopped next to Hitch. "You smell like fishes!" (you're vicious),

And then stopped next to Pipp." I bet you eat your young/
Meet any one of you, the thing to do is run away!"

Pipp looked annoyed, but then again I had to fit all the words in or the story wouldn't progress! The world was sure insistent on us doing all the songs and moves, huh?

Myself, Sunny, and Pipp formed up and began to line dance. "But although, I know we're all a bunch of different breeds/
Take away our wings and horns, and we're just frightened steeds/
So let's put aside our different just 'cause what we need's a win, oh-oh-oh!"

I moved up to my stairway to the bedroom and leaned back.

"Come on, rip out all the pages of your history books/
Just because we're undercover doesn't mean we're crooks!"

I then loaded Hitch into a chair and sent it flying into my bathroom.

"When we walk, you through the crowd and give your brand-new looks a spin!
You're gonna fit right in!"

I applied some makeup to Hitch's face. Boy did he look annoyed.

"This is a new low."

"You're gonna fit right in!" I sang to him.

"It's never gonna work!" Hitch protested. And just then he remembered he could sing too!

"They taught us unicorns were super scary maniacs!
With horns like razors and tongues like tasers and teeth like tacks!"

I hid behind a shower curtain and grabbed a hairdryer before holding it in a maniacal pose, before sliding the curtain back.

But Hitch continued. "They take your hooves and then they grind 'em into midnight snacks!"

I produced a box labelled 'grinded pony hooves'. I know the correct word is ground, but I had to recreate the joke as I talked of pegasuses earlier!

Sadly, Hitch didn't appreciate my efforts. "The basic gist of it is unicorns are not okay!"

We both then suddenly teleported into my living room, and Sunny took up vocal responsibilities.

Look, I know we're riskin' everything for this endeavor!
But look at us, we're brave and strong and weird and clever!
Plus closer to the finish than we've ever, ever been, oh-oh-oh!"

Hey, she remembered the extra words not in the movie version! I returned the favor quite happily as Izzy gets several extra lines in the album. And by Izzy I mean me.

"So, we'd better take a leap and put our faith in you/
Get our crafty on with sparkles, tape, and super glue!"

Sunny then stood there awkwardly whilst Pipp, Sprout, and Misty danced with umbrellas for some reason. "Cause we're running out of options," I quickly prompted her, as the music looped over and over again.

Sunny looked surprised, then shrugged. "Oh! Sorry! 'Cause we're running out of options and we're desperate to begin!"

"You're gonna fit right in!" I then added.

Hitch shrugged his shoulders. "Ha-ha, if you say so."

"You're gonna fit right in!" We all harmonized for that one. We've got remarkable variety in timbre, you know!

I smiled as the world began to dissolve into a Disney acid sequence. "I know you will, now watch and learn!"

First we walked down a staircase that collapsed beneath us. "This is how a unicorn walks!" (walks)

They then landed on chairs whilst I landed behind a desk. "And this is how a unicorn talks!" (talks)

But before we could process that, we suddenly teleported to a basketball court and began throwing balls. "This is how a unicorn hoops!" (hoops)

And they mostly missed. "This is how a unicorn... oops!" (oh, geez stop)

Sprout looked over. "The sun was in my eye!"

Before we could process any of that, we were suddenly trotting through a void. "This is how a unicorn struts! (struts)
Oh, watch us shake our unicorn butts!" (butts)

We then appeared on top of a stage, and Sunny was right in my face. You know, I've had worse. "Now, you're in the unicorn know/ (wow)
Soon, you'll be a unicorn pro!"

Now for the fun bit. I grabbed a hat, slipped it over my head, and put a pair of sunglasses on. Time for a rap breakdown!

"Oh, a unicorn horn makes a unicorn stride/
It's the more-head on your forehead, it's the source of your pride!
Every unicorn who's born has worn a horn that's unique/
So I'll whip them up as we speak, you'll be lookin' très magnifique!"

Now for the new words. Hopefully this'll work.

"We'll fake a phony protrusion to make a bony illusion/
It's not the perfect solution, but the world's not big on inclusion!
And with those rocks in our pocket/
We'll reap the reward and folks'll be floored/
We'll strike a new chord our magic restored!"

We all teleported into a rainbow void and began singing in unison.

"Lately, all Equestria has lost its heart/
But if we can help to find it, we should play our part!"

Hitch then interrupted. "If we fail, we'll go to prison!"

For Sunny to answer. "But if not, we'll start to grin!"

I then took up responsibilities once more. "So, let's begin!"

We all sang backing vocals as our disguises fitted themselves to us. Handy, eh?

"We're gonna fit right in!
We're gonna fit right in!
We're gonna fit right in!
We're gonna fit right in!" (we're gonna fit right in)

Each of them in turn walked past some camera and showed off their disguises. I stood off to the side and sang, watching as they exited through the door.

"This is how a unicorn walks!
This is how a unicorn talks!
Now, you're lookin' unicorn strong!"

I stopped outside the door and looked to Sunny. "This is how a unicorn ends the song!"

And then I slammed the door. Well, that was fun!