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// I'm the man who's gonna burn your house down with the lemons! 
// Story: My Little Portal 3 - Only Ponies 
// by Luna Plays Minecraft 
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	"It will be so nice to be in control again." Wheatley said.

"What are you talking about? I'm the only one who knows how to run the place without blowing it up!" GLaDOS snapped.

"Are you two really going to do this right now?" Sweetiebelle asked.

"Better they do it here and not a place with weapons." Scootaloo said. "Oh wait, they can't hurt anypony anyways!" She chuckled. They went down in the elevator, which brought them to GLaDOS' chamber.

" Alright, not to alarm anyone, but we're still ponies." Wheatley pointed out. GLaDOS glared at him.

"You think I didn't notice?" She hissed.

"Looks like the position as central core is already taken." Scootaloo said. There was a core, with a yellow eye.

"Space. Space. Wanna go to space. Wanna see the moon. Wanna go to space." It said.

"Oh no..." Wheatley groaned.

"How did that thing even get in control in the first place?" GLaDOS asked.

"Wanna see the stars. Wanna go to space. 'Hey dad!' 'Hey son!' 'I'm gonna go to space when I grow up!' 'That's great son!'" The space core said.

"Where's the mute button?" Sweetiebelle whined.

"Space! Space! SPACEEEEEEEEEE!"

"Somepony shut that thing up!" Scootaloo cried. Applebloom pulled out an ipod and put some headphones on her ears and started humming.

"Okay, I can fix this!" Wheatley said and flew up to the space core, trying to pull it off of GLaDOS' old body.

"Stop it, you moron! You might break something!" GLaDOS snapped.

"I'm not a moron!" He yelled, and yanked the space core off of the body.

"Good job. You broke it." She moaned sarcastically.

"SPACEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"

"You aren't going to space, mate!" Wheatley snapped.

"Anypony smell Neurotoxin?" Sweetie asked.

"There must be a leak." GLaDOS told them.

"Isn't that dangerous?" Scootaloo asked.

"Only if a lot of it-" GLaDOS started to say, but was interrupted.

"WARNING: Neurotoxin has reached dangerously high levels." A voice said.

"All the single ladies, all the single ladies, all the single ladies, put your hooves up!" Applebloom sang, completely oblivious to what was happening.

"We're doomed."