//------------------------------// // It's on like some copywritten catchphrase! // Story: A Crossover With Chaos // by PonyWithAPen //------------------------------// (Oh, you mean we’re continuing this story? Who green-lit this dreck?) Fuyuki Hinata sat in his room reading a book on the paranormal. He had grown quite used to having space frogs around the house, plotting to take over the planet he called home. As it was, nothing phased the boy. Suddenly, he heard an explosion, which jolted him from his chair. “Huh? Did Giroro shoot the radio for playing Justin Bieber songs again?” He decided to go and check it out. As the secret base was located in the basement of the Hinata home, it was a somewhat long journey from the top floor. Eventually, Fuyuki made it. “Oh hey Sarge, Giroro, Kululu, Tamama, sis, weird pony dragon thing,” he said. Fuyuki suddenly realized something wasn’t right. He stared up at Discord, who smiled and waved at him. “Oh my gosh! It’s Discord! How in the world is he here?” Keroro got scared. Sure, those of his race were born and raised planet conquerors, but Fuyuki was also his closest friend. Fuyuki was the one person whose approval the sergeant was most afraid of losing. If he thought bringing Discord into reality was a bad idea, Keroro had a decision to make. (I know what you’re thinking…we’re actually gonna have a serious moment in this fanfic?) “Is this a bad thing, Fuyuki?” “Are you kidding? This is the most awesome thing ever! Discord’s my favorite My Little Pony antagonist! His episodes are consistently at the top of most bronies’ best episode lists!” Natsumi slapped her forehead. “Fuyuki! You watch that trash? That show is meant for little girls!” (Clearly she’s stuck in 2009.) “See, even the narrator agrees it’s a good show! I bet he likes it even more than our show!” Fuyuki fired back. (Well…I didn’t hate what I saw while preparing for this crossover. That’s more than I can say for this show.) Fuyuki ran up to Discord with pure glee in his eyes. “Can you…take me to Equestria?” Discord smiled warmly, which was a change for him. “I think that can be arranged. And I can get you there without a pair of ruby slippers, too!” Discord snapped his fingers, and Fuyuki disappeared. He began laughing maniacally. “Did you see that? He asked if I could send him to Equestria. He seriously asked me if I could send him to Equestria! That kid is a hoot!” “Fuyuki! Bring him back!” Keroro said. “Oh relax, sergeant. The boy will be fine. Besides, he wanted to go to Equestria. Who am I to deny him such a chance?” Natsumi found herself coiling back in horror. She still wasn’t sure of whom this character was. She was actually starting to regret not watching the new My Little Pony with her brother. How could something that spouts much funnier one-liners than the frogtard come out of a show like My Little Pony? (Why not try watching My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic? Only on the Hub!) Meanwhile, Fuyuki fell out of the sky and landed on the upper deck of Twilight’s house in Ponyville. He rolled over and sat up, discovering that he had landed at the entrance to the loft. Where am I? Wait a minute, I recognize this atmosphere! He was filled with glee yet again. “I’m actually in Equestria! I can’t believe it! This is the best thing ever!” He got to his feet and entered the loft of the treebrary. Upon entry, he heard voices. “But Twilight, if Discord escaped to another world, how’re we supposed to catch him again?” Fuyuki heard the distinct southern accent. That’s Applejack! “I don’t know, but that milkshake was the besty-best milkshake I’ve ever had! It was from this place called Dairy Queen! I don’t know her, but it’s obvious why she’s the queen…she makes an amazing milkshake!” Pinkie Pie said. Oh no…this is going exactly where I think it’s going, isn’t it? (I’m afraid so, Fuyuki. Pinkie Pie just broke the fourth wall, and important plot element revealed in 3…2…1…) “And what about poor Dororo? He was left here all alone with that milkshake!” Fluttershy said, nuzzling the sad space frog ninja. Dororo enjoyed it, not in a perverted sense…he just appreciated acknowledgement from anyone, or anypony in general. Fuyuki facepalmed. That’s how all of this started? Sounds like Sarge’s doing. (Oh gee, you think? This fact is more obvious than MTV needing to change its name to something different than Music Television.) Pinkie’s ears perked up. “Hey, who’s talking up there? Hi, I’m Pinkie Pie!” (Uh…pay no attention to the man behind this voice!) “Awwww…come on, Mr. Quiety Shypants! What’s your name?” (Wreck It Ralph.) “Ooh! What do you do?” Pinkie continued the conversation as her friends looked on, completely stupefied. (I…wreck things. I really want to wreck the guy who came up with this dreadful crossover idea!) “Well that’s not very nice! You sound like you need a hug!” (No, I don’t. Incoming falling boy!) “Ooh! Lots of toys? Is there a flugelhorn in there? Because I really want a flugelhorn!” Suddenly, a whoosh of air swept in the door behind Fuyuki, sending him careening over the edge of the loft balcony and crashing face first into the floor. (Forgive me, Fuyuki. Seems physical comedy is the only way to get away from the crazies!) Naturally, the sight of a human, especially a boy with blue hair, caught the Mane Six by surprise. “Fuyuki! Are you okay?” Dororo asked, rushing to the boy’s side. Pinkie looked up, disappointed. “That’s not a flugelhorn at all!” Rainbow groaned. “Pinkie, enough with the flugelhorn thing! It was cute in the Crystal Empire episode, but the joke has run its course!” Rainbow gasped after she finished her sentence. “Oh man, now she’s got me doing it!” Meanwhile, Fuyuki began to stir. “He’s waking up! Oh, I hope he’s okay!” Fluttershy said. Applejack helped him roll onto his back. “Easy, partner. Take your time. That was a plain nasty fall!” (Fuyuki opened his eyes to every brony’s dream; the concerned faces of the Mane Six.) “Oh! Thank goodness you’re awake! Are you hurt? That was quite a tumble!” Twilight asked. Before Fuyuki could answer, he was interrupted. “Is that your natural hair color? Does this look like an anime to you?” The snarky comment came from Rainbow. “Hey! My brother has blue hair, remember? So does Soarin! He wouldn’t be very happy if he knew you were making fun of him, now would he?” Twilight said. The rainbow-maned pegasus immediately shut up, turning her head to hide her furious blushing. The bookworm smirked. “That’s better.” She turned her gaze back to Fuyuki. “Where did you come from?” Fuyuki took a deep breath. Back on Earth, Discord was already turning things upside down, quite literally. The Hinata house was standing firm, but every other house was modified in some way by the spirit of disharmony. Kululu, for obvious reasons, accompanied him in this mission. “Chaos is just so fun!” Discord said as he used his twisted magic to fuse a dog and a cat together. (Discord: Re-creating old cartoon ideas since 2013!) “I agree. Ku-kukuku!” Kululu said. “Let’s go make PETA cry!” (I think the mere sight of Discord is enough to make them sob for days! What is he? What even is he?) “Oh, Kululu…I’m so happy that someone shares my desire for chaos! I think I feel a song coming on!” Indeed, a musical cue began to play. “I don’t. PonyWithAPen isn’t nearly that clever. Ku-kukuku! Let’s just keep horrifying the Pekoponians!” “I have absolutely no problem with this. You and me, my weird yellow friend, we’ll paint this planet neon green!” Both of them laughed as Natsumi watched from her bedroom window, equally angered and horrified. Every day, she had to deal with a world-ending threat. But this was something completely different. Every day is the same old thing…it’s like Groundhog Day for the Mayans! Why me? A multitude of questions lingered in her mind. I hope Fuyuki’s not acting like a stereotypical…what do they call themselves? Brownies? No, Mare-ka-teers? That’s definitely not it. Super My Little Pony Bros.? No! Oh, I know! The Proud Powerpuff Pony…Pinkie Plankers! No no no! I just hope he’s safe… (Will Kululu and Discord take over the operation themselves? Can anyone stop this gigantic threat from happening? And why is the author of this story taking so many cheap shots at himself? Is he that desperate for attention? What a schmuck!)