Linkara had locked Spoony into a closet. Pinkie and Sheogorath had both appeared soon after out of a wool coat pocket, to find Spoony trying in vain to break the almighty wooden door holding them captive with his Gunblade. Unfortunately, this had proved fruitless.
"Great, how did we get into his f####ing mess?!" Spoony yelled in exasperation. His Gunblade was scratched a bit, as it lay leaning against a corner. He was sitting on a stack of shirts, while Linkara stood leaning on a wall, arms crossed.
"Also, apparently, due to the fact that we're in Equestria, my magic gun has stopped working now when we need it of all times." Linkara said, cleans ing said gun with his shirt, groaning.
"Hey, it's not my fault the ponies are adorable." A child's voice rang out from the gun. The spirit of the little girl who was sacrificed and had her soul bound to the firearm. "I can't resist. Also, the door is magic proof."
Linkara's jaw dropped. Just as he was about to speak, the door handle turned, revealing a yellow coated Royal Guard.
"Uhm, excuse me, sir, your in my spot. I have to get-" but the guard, Flash Sentry, was cut off by a white hot pain in his balls. The phrase had caused Spoony to fly in a rage, which he had vented out on the poor guard's privates.
"I AM NOT IN YOUR BUCKING SPOT, YOU PEE YELLOW MALL COP!" Spoony roared to the floored Sentry, who was gripping his stallionhood in pain. "Come on, lets get out of here Louis." Linkara joined him with only an apology to Flash.
Somewhere, in Z-Space....
"So Linkara, you think these weak ponies can save you eh? Well,we shall see about that." The shadowed face stepped into the light, revealing the visage of....
MECHAKARA!
To be continued.....