SNEAK PEEK
The five ponies were gathered around a table in the Library. Twilight and Rarity on one side, Pinkie and Fluttershy on the other. Rainbow Dash was flying restlessly in the air overhead, unable to sit still. Nothing new there.
"So why did you have to call this meeting anyway?" Rainbow Dash complained. "Something is threatening Ponyville, big whoop. That happens all the time. We go in, I give them a taste of blue justice, BAM!" She punched the air in front of her. "We get out, we're home in time for dinner."
Fluttershy peeked out from under the table, Rainbow's sudden exclamation had caused her to jump. "I really don't think it's that-"
"It's not that easy!" Twilight interrupted. "We all read the Security Report. Whatever it is, this thing attacked Princess Celestia, and even SHE couldn't handle it."
"Do we even know what we're up against?" Rainbow asked.
"Something ghastly, I've no doubt," Rarity said, accenting her point with a toss of her mane.
Twilight continued. "I've narrowed down our options using graphs and pie charts-"
"OOOOH! What kind of pie charts? Blueberry? Raspberry? Apple? Coconut? Oh! Oh! I know! Blackberry!" This exclamation came from Pinkie, who had sudden perked up.
Twilight facehooved. "No, just no, Pinkie. AS I was saying, our best chance of success may hinge on doing something that none of us are going to enjoy very much."
"Please tell me it doesn't involve going to the DMV, they've SUCH horrid attitudes there," Rarity whined.
"...No." Twilight said. "We need Stitch."
Rainbow Dash stared at her. "You have to be kidding right? After all the work it took to get rid of him the first time? How are even supposed to get to him? He crossed the dimensional barrier, remember? It's not like any of us can just go over there and get him."
Twilight sighed, and very slowly her gaze wandered across the table, locking onto someone she'd desperately hoped she wouldn't have to use again. "That's not necessarily true," she said.
In the middle of chewing on her mane, Pinkie stared back.
"...What?"