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// Flare Through Time - Part 1 
// Story: Friendship is Epic - Book 1: My Big Flare (COMPLETE REMAKE) 
// by FlareGun45 
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SHROOM FILMS PRESENTS.....

FLARE THROUGH TIME

STARTING: 
MegaSean45 as Flare Gun
and
Cathy Weseluck as Spike

A PART OF THE FRIENDSHIP IS EPIC FANFIC.

CREATED BY: MegaSean45

We start off our story at Flare’s Pizza Parlor, where I, Flare Gun, has just finished making a pizza for the Squidward of our town: Cranky Doodle Donkey. “Here you are, Cranks: a whole wheat soy pizza with cut up grains, baked to the perfection, along with a side of carrot cake, hold the cake, and a small amount of water without lemon.” I said as I gave him his whole wheat soy- well, you know what I gave him.

“Thanks, kid.” Cranky said.

“Excuse me? I happen to be 25 years old, with actual horse years, I’m like in my late 70s.” I corrected him.

“Well, I stand corrected then.” Cranky said as he grabbed his order.

“Lemme ask you something before you go. How long did it take for Pinkie to get you to smile?” I asked.

“A whole day.” Cranky said. “I’m sure though that I beat the record of how long Pinkie Pie got someone to smile.”

“That’s not true. It took a whole week for Pinkie to get General Grievous to smile.” I corrected him.

A cutaway shows Pinkie bouncing ON a ball while juggling, and wearing a mustache with a propeller hat. “C’mon, Grievous! You know you want to smile!” she said.

“No.” Grievous said.

“Pleeeeeeeeeeease?” Pinkie begged.

“I told you a million times already! I don’t smile!” Grievous said with an attitude.

Pinkie gets upset and loses her balance on the ball, and whatever she was juggling falls on her head. “C’mon, Grevy! We’ve been at it for a week, and I’m willing to take forever to get you to smile! Whatever it takes!” Pinkie said.

“Look, the only thing that makes me happy, is putting the Jedi Order to extinction!” Grievous said as he put his droid hand to a fist.

Pinkie giggles and says, “I have nooooo idea what that means, but you’re funny, Grievous!”

“Be lucky you’re not a Jedi, or I’d kill you.” Grievous said.

Pinkie giggles and takes one of Grievous’s lightsabers. “Oooooo! What is this?”

“Hey! Don’t touch that!” Grievous yelled, but just as he was to grab the lightsaber away from her, she activates it.

“Ooooo! This is the best glowstick I’ve ever seen!” Pinkie said.

“That is not a glowstick.” Grievous corrected her.

“Does it glow?” Pinkie asked.

“Umm… yes.” Grievous nodded.

“Is it a stick?” Pinkie asked.

”Yes.” Grievous said.

“Then it’s a glowstick! Your argument is invalid.” Pinkie said as she started waving the lightsaber around.

“Be careful! That’s a dangerous weapon I stole after killing a Jedi!” Grievous said.

“Wooo! Listen to that sound when I wave it! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!” Pinkie giggled, but as she was waving Grievous’s lightsaber around, she accidentally injects it inside Obi-Wan Kenobi.

“Well… that definitely needs some stitches.” Obi-Wan said, looking down at his flesh wound, and then he collapsed onto the ground.

“Congratulations, Pinkie Pie. You just made me smile.” Grievous said. The cutaway ends.

“Now if you excuse me, I’m here with my cousin. I’m showing him around town.” Cranky said.

“Why bother? It’s not like I’m gonna be living here.” Eeyore asked in a miserable tone.

“Oh don’t be that way, cousin. It’s not like there’s much going on around town anyway.” Cranky said. After Cranky sits down with his cousin, Spike runs inside and heads over to the register.

“Hello! Welcome to Flare’s Pizza Parlor! Where dining experience may change during eating.” I said.

“How’s it going, Flare? There’s something I have to show you.” Spike said as he reaches inside his satchel to get something.

“I’m doing great, Spike! How about you?” I asked.

“Alright.” Spike said. “But I really have to show you something.”

“How about telling me one thing at a time? You first asked me how’s it going, and then you said that you have something to show me. How about finishing one subject before starting another?” I suggested.

“Sorry. Now check this out!” Spike said as he took a magazine out of his satchel and showed it to me.

“Cool magazine!” I said.

“Thanks! It’s the top 20 stupidest things ponies did this month.” Spike said as he shows me some random ponies in the magazine discussing the stupid stuff they did. “Look, at this one! Number 20: Matty Dream, known for the stupidest prank he pulled on the mayor of Trottingham. He turned all his clothes polka-dotted! Now isn’t that hilarious, or what?”

“I’ve seen better, turn the page.” I commented.

“Number 19: Jeremy Fever, a pony known for his latest achievement: making everypony in his class sick so they don’t have to take Chemistry test!”

“I like his idea, I’ve always hated Chemistry, but I still seen better. Next!” I commented.

“Let’s skip to number 15: Lolo Purs, a stray cat disguising itself as a house cat to get free food.” Spike said.

“Now THAT is awesome!” I commented.

“Glad you like it!” Spike said.

“But it doesn’t belong in this magazine, it belongs to Lolcats.com. Next!” I added.

“You should like this one then. Number 8: Cheese Sandwich. Interrupting a city council meeting by singing a random polka song out of nowhere.” Spike said.

“That has always been a dream of mine!” I commented.

“Glad there’s something worth to you in this magazine.” Spike said.

“But Cheese Sandwich is a celebrity, he doesn’t count, and I can do much better than that!” I added.

“Oh really? You think can beat the best of the best of stupid ponies? Number 1!” Spike said.

“Who’s number 1?” I asked.

“Pinkie Pie!” Spike said mischievously.

“Pinkie Pie’s number 1, huh? Well it should be easier to locate her for competition, since I know where she lives. What was her stupid prank?” I asked.

“Remember the time she visited Manehatten for an occasion?” Spike asked.

“Yeah.” I nodded.

“Well she climbed onto the top of the Empire Stable Building wearing containers full of condiments on her belt, and wearing her Chancellor Puddingcup hat, with actual pudding on it!” I said.

“You sure that’s pudding I see in that picture? Because it looks a lot like chocolate mousse yogurt.” I commented.

“Like I was saying: Pinkie was also wearing popper pants.” Spike added.

“Popper pants?” I asked.

“Yeah, the popcorn you make in your pants.” Spike said. “So Pinkie pressed the button on her pants, and she started to fall from the top of the building.”

“Did she say ‘kids don’t try this at home’?” I asked.

“Yes she did.” Spike said.

“Good. Gotta think of the children before preforming a stupid stunt.” I said.

“So Pinkie started to fall from the highest point in Equestria, by the time she started to fall, the popcorn in her pants started to pop. When Pinkie finally reached the ground, the popcorn broke her fall, and the condiments she had on her belt sprayed EVERYWHERE! Took three days to clean up the mess, but ever since 1998, Pinkie held the title: Equestria’s Stupidest Pony, but in a good way. She was well respected ever since.” Spike said.

“Wow! I am impressed!” I commented.

“And this was probably her best stunt yet, and this was only last month!” Spike said.

“I can still do better than Pinkie though.” I said.

“Are you kidding? Ponies have been trying to gain that title since before I was born!” Spike said.

“Well, this month, somepony new is gonna gain the title. I’m gonna create the world’s stupidest stunt!” I said.

“And what might that be, Crimson?” Spike asked.

“NO!” I yelled at him.

“No what?” Spike asked.

“You know what you said.” I glared at him.

“You don’t like to be called Crimson?” Spike asked.

“NO! Stop calling me that!” I yelled at him.

“Why not? It’s your name, right?” Spike asked.

“All my bullies called me Crimson. Call me Flare, my family and my friends call me that. Or you can call me a slang like dude, bro, brah, homie, homeboy, stal-pal, broham, broski, bro-bro-amino, and big guy.” I explained.

“Big guy?” Spike asked.

“I’m taller than any of the Mane Six, Crystal, Psyche, Aqua, and obviously you.” I said.

“What about Engie and Blaze?” Spike asked.

“Engie is the same size as me, and Blaze is taller.” I explained. “I’m also bigger than most of my family members. My uncle is the biggest.”

“Alright, well, we’re getting off topic right now. If you think you’re better than Pinkie on being the stupidest pony alive, how are you going to prove it?” Spike asked.

“By creating a-“ I stopped myself.

“By creating a what?” Spike asked.

“Shhhh! We’re being watched.” I whispered. Spike looks around and sees everypony just eating their lunches, not looking at us, even though it’s 11:30 AM, why bother eating lunch that early?

“Who’s watching us?” Spike asked.

“The pranksters! We gotta go somewhere a little more private. Follow me.” I whispered as I started to walk.

“Where we going, your office?” Spike asked.

“No, nowhere here. Lyra’s a prankster too. I gotta go somewhere where there’s a less of a chance to find prankers.” I corrected him.

“Your trailer?” Spike asked.

“I don’t trust Rainbow.” I said.

“Your fish?” Spike asked.

“YES my fish! Is there any other Rainbow around here?” I asked with an attitude.

“Rainbow Dash.” Spike said.

“Oh, right. But I don’t trust my fish Rainbow, he just floats there in my tank doing nothing. I don’t trust it. He’s planning something.” I said.

A cutaway shows Rainbow floating there in the fish tank with an empty look on his face. We zoom and very slowly as suspenseful music played in the background. The music started getting louder, louder than the THX movie logo, because we can all agree that THAT’s loud. The background started getting darker as we move closer to Rainbow, but once we get to Rainbow’s face, Pearl shows up and asks him, “Rainbow, what are you doing?”

“I’m sleeping.” Rainbow said.

“That’s how you sleep?” Pearl asked.

“That’s how I sleep too. That’s how all rainbow fish sleep.” Dorthey said.

“What you’re doing is not sleeping. Look at Piddles, now HE’s sleeping.” Pearl pointed to Piddles who’s lying down on the rocks.

“Can you not talk about me please while I’m sleeping?” Piddles complained. The cutaway ends.

“How about we go to the library? There are no pranksters there.” Spike suggested.

“Meh, I don’t trust the look on Owlowiscious’s face.” I said.

“Yeah, I know how that feels.” Spike said.

A cutaway shows Owlowiscious just standing there on his pole, staring in space, suspenseful music plays in the background as we slowly move closer to him. “Owlowiscious, what are you doing?” Spike’s phoenix Peewee asked.

“I’m sleeping, my good fellow.” Owlowiscious said.

“That doesn’t look like sleeping to me. It looks like that if someone was over there, you’d be staring right into their soul!” Peewee said.

“I do that too.” Owlowiscious said as he stares right at Peewee with an emotionless look on his face.

“I wish I could punch you right now.” Peewee commented. The cutaway ends.

“Anyways, I’m taking us to the comedy club on the other side of town.” I said.

“Why are you taking us there? What makes you think it’s private enough?” Spike asked.

“The shows over there suck. I doubt anyone would be there.” I said.

“But if they listen to you, they’re going to gain ideas for their shows.” Spike corrected me.

“I’ll sue them.” I said.

“Not if they release the work to the public first.” Spike said.

“Hmmm.” I thought to myself. Spike did have a good point there. Ponies do like to steal comedy work made by others that worked so hard to make the jokes……. Forget that I said that. “You make a good point there, brah. I suppose we could just discuss it in my lounge, as long as my XBUCKS ain’t on. In fact, all electronics will go off.” I said as I took out my phone and turned it off. “You too, Spike.”

“You and Twilight are the only ones on my contact list. Who’s gonna know?” Spike asked.

“Hackers have their way, my friend.” I said. Spike rolls his eyes and takes out his phone to turn it off. “Why am I turning it off now? We’re not even at your trailer yet.”

“Oh relax, man! It’s not that we’re gonna need it for any- Oh cool, an iguana!" I said as I saw an iguana outside. "I should really take a picture of it, but shucks, I turned my phone off already.”

“I haven’t shut mine off yet.” Spike said.

“No! I wanted to take it with my phone!” I complained. 

“It’s really no big deal.” Spike said.

“MY PHONE!” I yelled. So the two of us went back to my trailer, and walked inside the lounge, over to the microwave. “Here we are!”

“So your stupid prank is going to have something to do with this microwave, huh?” Spike asked.

“No, it’s not SOMETHING to do with this microwave, it’s EVERYTHING I’m gonna do with this microwave! The microwave IS the prank!” I corrected him.

“What’s a microwave gonna do?” Spike asked.

“Oh with a microwave you can do so many things! I once seen a video on YouTube that you can put a peep in a 100,000 watt microwave, and it’ll turn into a giant! Probably as big as a Scarab from Halo.” I said.

“You’re not gonna do that are you?” Spike asked.

“Hay yeah I’m gonna do it!” I shouted in excitement.

“Are you crazy?! That sounds dangerous!” Spike said.

“I would be crazy if I was actually crazy enough to do something like that.” I said.

“Wait… what?” Spike asked.

“I was joking, brah, I’m not gonna do that. But here’s something no one has done yet: turning a microwave into a time machine!” I said.

“Really, dude? That sounds pretty ridiculous.” Spike said.

“Bro, if a Delorean can be a time machine, if a phone box can be a time machine, even if a hot tub can be a time machine, then why not make a microwave a time machine?” I asked.

“Well, I suppose you do have a point there.” Spike said.

“Of course I do! I’m smart!” I said.

“So how do you propose we make this time machine?” Spike asked.

“First of all, I’ll need tons of tinfoil.” I started.

“Tinfoil, wow. How did I know you were gonna say that?” Spike asked sarcastically as he walked into the kitchen to get some tinfoil. Throughout the time we’ve been spending together, we were gathering parts to make the time machine. We brought lots and lots of tinfoil, and I asked Spike to get some fruits and veggies to also put in the microwave. Next, we got eggs, boiling water, sponges, plastic, spaghetti sauce, and some fine china, and we were able to fit them all inside the microwave. I know! I couldn’t believe it either! 

Oh, and I almost forgot: kids, don’t try this at home. I mean it! This could be very dangerous, and I have no guarantees that it’ll turn into a time machine. Even if I am successful in turning this microwave into a time machine, I strongly doubt the same will happen to your microwave, because the microwave I use is special. So please, don’t do it! No matter what happens here, promise you won’t do what I’m doing right now! If you promise, then you’re welcome to scroll down and continue the story. Yes, you need my permission.

“Alright, we did it! It looks like our time machine is ready!” I said.

“Not quite. You see, I read online that when most of the fictional characters on TV build a time machine, they used plutonium to power up their time machines.” Spike explained.

“Plutonium, huh? Sounds easy enough, except for one thing: WHERE THE HAY ARE WE SUPPOSE TO FIND PLUTONIUM?!” I yelled. Just then, the doorbell rang. “Spike, can you get that?”

“Sure.” Spike said as he walked over to the door to answer it. “Hello?”

“Chinese food delivery.” A Chinese food delivery pony said while carrying a cardboard box full of food.

“Oh thank you!” Spike said as he took the food. “How much?”

“12 bits.” The Chinese delivery pony said.

“I love it when Chinese restaurants have so many portions, yet so little prices!” Spike said as he gave the pony a 10 and a 5, and then the pony took them, and gave Spike 3 bits back. “Thanks!”

“No, no, thank you! We respect the ways of the dragon. Our wishes are always your command.” The Chinese pony bowed to Spike.

“Wow, then I’ll come back to your restaurant later then!” Spike said as he closed the door on the delivery pony, and Spike took the food over to the lounge. “Check it out. Chinese food is here!”

“Cool! Can’t go through time on an empty stomach! Thanks for ordering this.” I said.

“Oh I didn’t order it, I thought you did?” Spike asked.

“Nope.” I said.

“Well… do you find that suspicious at all? Neither one of us ordered Chinese food.” Spike said.

“It’s no suspicion; it’s obvious the neighbors were playing a prank on us.” I said.

“Oh; well, it’s no big deal. Chinese food is cheap anyway, and there’s a lot in here!” Spike said. “I should’ve asked for it for free because this delivery pony really respected me.”

“Well we have been working pretty hard, and I have been feeling a little ravenous.” I said as I took the container of Wonton soup and opened it, but what puzzles me was why the container was glowing. “Brah, why is the wonton soup glowing?” I asked.

“Isn’t that normal for wonton soup?” Spike asked.

“No, that’s egg drop soup you might be thinking of.” I corrected him. I used my magic to open the container, and I looked inside and a case of plutonium inside. “HOLY WIZARD OF STRENGTH!” I yelled.

“Is that… plutonium?” Spike asked.

“Why is there plutonium in the wonton soup container?” I asked.

“I have no idea! I didn’t order this food! Maybe the neighbors ordered plutonium or something!” Spike thought.

“You know, this would make more sense if the plutonium was actually in the egg roll package, because they share the same shape.” I said as I picked up the plutonium with my magic, but then I stopped myself. “Oops. Safety first.” I didn’t want my magic to be infected with radiation sickness, so I placed a rubber horn cover over my horn. I can’t have my stick being infected with any diseases, you know? So I used my magic to place the plutonium inside one of the slots under the microwave. “There! Now the time machine is ready!”

“I can hardly wait! I still have yet to know what time to visit.” Spike said excitedly.

“I’ve been always been wanting to travel to the day interweb trolling was invented!” I said excitedly.

A cutaway shows HappyGoLuckyNews78 commenting on a YouTube video saying, “Dat iz a c00l vid dud I subed!” And another user by the name of Statler said, “Hey, HappyGoLucky? Your name is just as good as your spelling! Go back to school, dummy!” and another comment by the name of Waldorf said, “Why? This comment is fits perfectly on this dumb video! OH HO HO HO HO HO!” and then Staler commented, “OH HO HO HO HO HO HO HO!” and then then the user that made the video deleted Staler and Waldorf’s comments, and then Staler commented, “You like deleting stuff don’t you? Why don’t you delete this video then? OH HO HO HO HO HO!” and then Waldorf commented right after, “OH HO HO HO HO HO HO!” The cutaway ends.

“Well you know where I’ve always to go? The day Twilight and I first moved to Ponyville.” Spike said.

“Why? You wanna stop yourself from coming?” I asked.

“No, I just missed out on seeing Nightmare Moon getting defeated in person. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity to watch, but I slept through the whole thing! If I had to go back in time once, I wanted to witness that for myself.” Spike said.

“Well… since you say you were left out of that event, then I’ll be happy to send us back there!” I said.

“Oh thank you, Flare! Really, this means along.” Spike said thankfully.

“It’s no big deal, but… you were awake by the time you got to Ponyville right?” I asked.

“Yes.” Spike said.

“Well, you’re the only one that needs to lay low. Me, I didn’t move into town yet, so I can do whatever I want!” I said.

“Not anything that can change the future though.” Spike reminded me.

“Well of course not!” I said in an obvious tone. “Now allow me to type in the date we need to go on the microwave, and we shall get it done. But… what date was it?” As I asking Spike about the date, a plastic container from the Chinese food box started rolling near us. We didn’t see it though.

“The date was June 21, 2010.” Spike said.

“You know, it confuses me. Why is the date 2010? What does that number represent?” I asked.

“It’s been 2010 years since Equestria was founded, and the three pony tribes have-“ Spike explained but I cut him off.

“Alright, I get it now. No need to explain the whole thing.” I said.

“Hey, you asked.” Spike reminded me.

“And I regret every second of it.” I said as I typed 1:25 on the microwave since the day Twilight and Spike came into town was 1 year and 25 days ago from today, because this year’s Summer Sun Celebration is in 25 days.

“Are you sure that’s how you’re supposed to punch in those numbers?” Spike asked.

“It’s my microwave, I know what I’m doing, brah.” I said. Just as I pressed the start button to start the microwave, and the microwave starts glowing, and the lights in the house start flickering. The microwave then glows a big beam, and the beam hits Spike and I, and we vanish outta thin-air. Once the procedure ends, the microwave beeps and reads the word ‘END’ on the timer.

Meanwhile inside the void, Spike and I started flying through it; screaming, spinning around, and I even took a break in the middle of the screaming to take out a bottle of water and drink it. Then when I was done with the water, I continued screaming as we flew through the vortex. What I saw in the vortex was a lot of different clocks, and different ponies wearing different types of clothing, and I even saw certain events that happened over the pony years. Everything started to fade black shortly after.

After a while went by, Spike and I were laying down right outside Sugarcube Corner. Spike shortly woke up and rubbed his head. “Oh man! Feels like I’ve been hit by a garbage carriage!”

“Hey! I didn’t run over nothin’!” the garbage pony complained as he picked up a dumpster with his magic and dumped it all in his carriage.

I was still passed out, but Spike was up and he looked around Ponyville. “Well… did it work? I mean… everything does look different.”

“It’s approximately a year in the past, how can it not work?” I asked in an obvious tone as Spike jumped. “Did I startle you?”

“YES you did! When did you wake up?” Spike asked.

“Just a few seconds ago.” I said.

“Don’t you yawn or make noise when you wake up?” Spike asked.

“Nah, I don’t think it’s all necessary, so I skipped doing all that.” I said.

“Ooook. Well, by the looks of things, it’s either the time machine worked, or my trailer vanished in mid-air.” I looked around and said.

“Well, I don’t see any scrotches, but I do see one of the plastic containers from the Chinese delivery.” Spike pointed to an empty container on the ground.

“Oh, it appears one of the containers has been caught in the beam. This is a good advantage!” I said.

“What do you mean?” Spike asked.

“This is the exact spot my trailer was parked. If we leave this container here, it’ll help us remember where we were when we time traveled.” I said.

“But wait, I don’t see the microwave anywhere. How are we supposed to get back?” Spike asked.

“Well, we can try the long way and let time take its course, and then after you and I traveled back, we return to Ponyville and continue our lives.” I suggested.

“Yeeeeaaaaah, no. I don’t want to spend the next year hiding from my past self.” Spike said.

“Well… we can try looking for another microwave, and find all the stuff we used to make this.” I suggested.

“Well, we’ll get to that later. I want to see Nightmare Moon get defeated in person!” Spike said excitedly.

“Now hold on, buddy.” I stopped him. “We don’t want to create any paradoxes, so-“ just then, next to me, I saw a pair of ducks quacking next to me. “I said paradox, not pair of ducks!” I corrected them.

“See, Bill? Told you!” one of the ducks said to another duck.

“You know I don’t understand pony that well.” Bill said to the first duck as they both flew away.

“Hey what’s that in the sky?” Spike asked as he pointed to something flying down towards Ponyville
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“Is it a bird? Is it a plane?” I asked.

“No, it’s…… Twilight.” Spike said.

“Hey look there’s you too!” I pointed out. “Wait, if you’re here, and I’m here, and that’s a gray dumpster over there, then who is that?”

“That does look like me with her.” Spike looked.

“Twilight’s with a changeling!” I yelled. “TWILIGHT! RUN! YOU’RE-“

“SHHHHH!” Spike shushed me as he covered my mouth. “You forget! We traveled through time! That is past me with her. If they see me then life as we once knew would seize to exist.”

“Mmmm mmmm mmmm.” I mumbled. 

“What was that?” Spike asked as he removed his hand from my mouth.

“I said, mmm mmm mmm.” I mumbled again.

“Oh.” Spike said.

“Also how would you know if life would seize to exist? Maybe the Equestria we live in now is an alternate dimension. Ever thought of that, brah?” I asked.

“Look, I don’t want to start anything dumb, alright? So let’s just blend into the background, and make sure we don’t reveal ourselves to the public.” Spike explained.

“We’re standing in the middle of the street right now.” I reminded him.

“Twilight and past me are coming! Quick, hide!” Spike whispered as he grabbed me and took me behind the Sugarcube Corner wall as we watched the carriage fly down to the street. 

“She said to check on preparations. I am her student, and I'll do my royal duty, but the fate of Equestria does not rest on me making friends.” Twilight said.

“Hey look at Big Mac. His cutie mark is sparkling!” I pointed out.

“Shhhh!” Spike shushed me.

“Shhhh!” I shushed him back. 

Twilight and past Spike jumped out of the carriage and Twilight said to the Pegasus guards, “Thank you sirs.”

“Maybe the ponies in Ponyville have interesting things to talk about.” Spike said as past Pinkie Pie hops over to Twilight. “Come on, Twilight, just try!”

“Ah the first time we met Pinkie Pie.” Present Spike said.

“Um…. Hello?” Twilight greeted herself to Pinkie Pie. Pinkie gasped loudly and ran away. “Well that was interesting alright.” Twilight said sarcastically.

“Ex dee.” I chuckled.

“Yeah it was a pretty awkward moment. Twilight was a lot different than she is now.” Spike said.

“You’re right about one thing, Spike.” I said.

“And what might that be?” Spike asked.

“This is the first time you met Pinkie.” I said.

“What?” Spike asked.

“Well, dude I feel so happy face right now.” I said.

“Why is that?” Spike asked.

“This is the day Princess Luna redeems herself!” I said.

“I know, it’s pretty exciting, isn’t it?” Spike agreed.

“So when will Luna return?” I asked.

“Tonight at the Summersun Celebration.” Spike said.

“No that’s when Nightmare Moon returns, I’m asking when Luna returns.” I corrected him.

“Oh. She returns later that night… or day, it depends really. I don’t know the exact time, I wasn’t there with them.” Spike explained.

“You know, last year’s celebration was in Mareami. I witnessed the celebration with my own eyes once!” I said.

“I see.” Spike nodded.

“No you don’t see it. You can only do that if you see through time.” I corrected him.

“Speaking of which, do you hear that?” Spike asked.

“Hear what?” I asked.

“That noise.” Spike said. I was quiet for a moment and listened, and I heard a familiar looking noi- I mean, I saw a familiar sounding noi- UGH! I HEARD A FAMILIAR SOUNDING NOISE! Did I say it right? Anyways, out of the blue (no pun intended), I saw a blue telephone box of some sort appearing out of nowhere. A pony that looked a lot like Doctor Whooves walked out of the box, and fell down to the ground.

“Ow! Aww that hurt, it gave me a boo-boo. Oh well. That was certainly an interesting flight. Never had flown like that before.” He said.

“Isn’t that Doctor Whooves?” Spike asked.

“It does.” I said. “We should go help him.”

“But what about paradox’s?” Spike asked.

“Yeah, what about us?” one of the ducks from before asked.

“ParaDOX, not pair of DUCKS!” Spike corrected them.

“Bill, you really need to work on your hearing.” One of the ducks said to the other duck and then they flown away.

“The Doctor is a time traveler. I think he should be safe to talk to.” I said.

“For space and time’s sake, I hope you’re right.” Spike said.

“Sup brah?” I asked as I helped the Doctor up onto his hooves.

“Good day, fellow… umm… horse.” The Doctor said.

“Hello, fellow horse! How are you?” I asked.

“Huh? Oh you must be mistaken, my friend. I’m not a horse. I’m a Time Lord.” The Doctor said.

“Oh, this must be when he first came to Equestria.” Spike said.

“I thought when he first came to Equestria he met Derpy?” I asked.

“Everypony’s got a different point of view of things. Besides, the Doctor can be confusing like that.” Spike said.

“Are you… a dinosaur?” the Doctor asked as he observed Spike.

“A dino-what? I’m a dragon.” Spike corrected him.

“Dragons? Ha! Dragons are only myths.” The Doctor said.

“Maybe where you’re from, but we think otherwise.” Spike said.

The Doctor took a good look at his hooves and his body. “This is pretty strange. I don’t remember regenerating into a horse.”

“Technically speaking, you’re a pony, not a horse.” I corrected him.

“Well technically speaking, all ponies are horses, but not all horses are ponies.” The Doctor corrected me.

“Is that like all Jacuzzis are hot tubs, but not all hot tubs are Jacuzzis?” Spike asked.

“Precisely that!” the Doctor said.

“Learn something new every day, huh brah?” I asked.

“Wow, I’m a pony! That is certainly fascinating. Oh what is this?” the Doctor asked as he looked at his cutie mark.

“That’s your flank tattoo! All ponies have one. It marks what you’re best at!” I explained.

“A tattoo that marks what you’re best at… hmm… fascinating.” The Doctor said.

“And technically it’s called a cutie mark.” Spike said.

“Then why did your friend call it a flank tattoo?” the Doctor asked.

“Cause he’s weird like that.” Spike said.

“He sure is, brah! Wait… who’s he?” I asked.

“Well then, I’d certainly like to explore this new universe I’m witnessing. It’s quite impressive. It’s brilliant!” the Doctor said.  Just then, up ahead we see another Doctor Whooves along with Derpy up ahead. “Hey, who’s that over there?”

“Don’t look. That’s just part of another fan-series.” I said. “I have no idea if that’s canon or not, nor do I know if this is canon.”

“I think I might have an idea.” The Doctor said as he steps into his TARDIS and disappears.

“Where do you think he went to?” Spike asked.

“You know, I think its best we forget about all that just happened, and just do something else before nightfall comes.” I suggested.

“I couldn’t agree more.” Spike said. After that discussion, Spike’s tummy started to growl. “We really should’ve eaten that Chinese food before we gone.”

“Well it’s too late for that now, isn’t it?” I asked.

“Flare, I don’t think I can do ANYTHING on an empty stomach. I gotta eat something.” Spike said.

“I don’t think it’ll affect the future if we get some food, but if we drop anything on the floor, I hope you’re prepared to return to the future in another ice age.” I said. We started walking over to find a place to eat to reenergize our strength. Meanwhile, the plastic container that we brought along on our trip started rolling away by itself.

“Wait, I don’t think we should walk around town without some sort of disguise.” I said.

“Why?” Spike asked.

“Well, for one thing, you’re with Twilight right now. If ponies see two of you, they’ll get the wrong idea.” I said.

“So I’ll find something to disguise myself. Why do you need to disguise yourself? You don’t live here yet.” Spike asked.

“But I will, and the time I moved here is the time everypony meets me. Ponyville is a small town, and I think at least some ponies will remember me.” I said.

“So let’s both find something to disguise ourselves.” Spike said.

“Right! Now the real question is: what are we gonna use?” I asked as I thought of what we should use as a clever disguise. But our mission was close to compromised when Pinkie started hoping over to us.

“OH NO, Pinkie!” I whispered. “Quick, hide behind me!” 

“Hey!” Spike yelled as I grabbed Spike with my magic and hid him behind my back as I stood on my hind legs.

“Party at the library, tonight at 8!” Pinkie said as she gave me an envelope. “Wow, I never seen you before! You new here too?”

“No, I’ve been here all my life. I don’t even exist! I’ll meet you somewhere in the future.” I said.

Pinkie Pie giggled. “You’re so silly! Bye!” she then hopped away.

“That was a close call. I hope this doesn’t affect the future in anyway.” I said.

“Well… can you put me down now?” Spike asked. I released my magic to get let Spike go. “Thanks. So where we gonna find some disguises?”

“Rarity’s?” I asked.

“Negative. Twilight and I meet with her there later on.” Spike said. “We need to find something else. Got any ideas?”

“Hmmm…” I thought to myself. After several minutes went by, Spike and I exited the costume shop wearing chicken outfits.

“Chickens? Are you serious, Flare?” Spike asked.

“Look on the bright side! Scootaloo’s not alone!” I said.

“What makes you think Scootaloo is a chicken?” Spike asked.

“It’s just a joke Apple Bloom made up, and now the fandom won’t shut up about it.” I said. “Hey you know what day it is today, Spike?” I then started to sing; “It’s fry-day, fry-day! Gotta go to KFC on Fry-day! Lawl lawl lawl lawl lawl!” I laughed.

“Yeah, very funny.” Spike said sarcastically. “Look can we get different costumes?”

“Aw, what’s wrong? You too chicken?” I teased. Spike then glared at me. “Fine, we’ll get the Cow outfit. I hope if we get the cow outfit we’d come from California, because that’s where happy cows come from.”

“No, not a cow outfit. Let’s get a stealth costume. Like a dresser, or a cardboard box.” Spike suggested.

“CARDBOARD BOX!” I yelled excitedly. “I’m gonna be Solid Snake!”

“Yeah, sure, why not? Solid Snake.” Spike nodded. After a few more minutes, Spike and I exited the costume shop wearing cardboard boxes. “Why did we get boxes at a costume shop? We could get boxes anywhere!” Spike asked.

“Because they had different choices of a logo.” I said. “I wanted my box to say ‘Flare’s Pizza Parlor’, and have my logo on it.”

“But your shop doesn’t even exist yet!” Spike reminded me.

“So? It’s something to give everypony a heads-up on the new number one pizza shop in Equestria!” I said.

“Alright, anyways, follow me.” Spike instructed me as I followed him under my own cardboard box.

“It’s too bad you wouldn’t let me get the Solid Snake outfit that comes with this.” I complained. Anyways, I followed Spike for a while, and him and I made our way over to Sweet Apple Acres. I didn’t think we were getting food here. I was just following Spike because… I had nothing better to do. “Where we going, brah?” I asked.

“Sweet Apple Acres. I wanna see something.” Spike said.

“I thought you were hungry?” I asked.

“I am. I just… wanna see this.” Spike said as he hid behind a tree.

“You said quite pacificly that you couldn’t do ANYTHING on an empty stomach.” I reminded him.

“I know, but… wait, did you pacificly?” Spike asked.

“Yeah, that’s pretty much how I said pacific. I can’t… say it the right away.” I said.

“You mean specific?” Spike asked.

“Wow, even you can say it.” I complained.

“Look.” Spike pointed over to Twilight and past Spike meeting AppleJack for the first time.

“Super sneaky ninja Solid Snake style! Ssssssssssss!” I whispered.  “Hey Spike, you know what’s better than being invisible?” I asked him. “Being invisiblessed! Because we’re so invisible!”

“Shhhhh!” Spike shushed me. “I’m reliving the past.”

AppleJack starts ringing a triangle and yells, “Soups on everypony!”

“Soup! I less than three soup!” I said excitedly. “As long as it’s not Tomato Soup, or cheese soup.”

“Now, why don't ah introduce y'all to the Apple family?” AppleJack offered as she introduced the family, and they gave Twilight some sweet treats that represent their names; “This here's Apple Fritter. Apple Bumpkin. Red Gala. Red Delicious, Golden Delicious, Caramel Apple, Apple Strudel, Apple Tart, Baked Apples, Apple Brioche, Apple Cinnamon Crisp… Big McIntosh, Apple Bloom and Granny Smith. Up'n'attem, Granny Smith, we got guests.”

“It’s the end of the world as we know it!” I sang.

“Why did you sing that?” Spike asked.

“Because of how the way AppleJack said their names, it kinda sounds like it’s part of the song.” I said.

“Okay, well, I can see the food situation is handled, so we'll be on our way.” Twilight said as she was about to step out, but she was stopped by Apple Bloom.

“Aren’t ya gonna stay for brunch?” Apple Bloom asked in a cute little voice and puppy-dog eyes.

“Awwww! You can’t say no to a face like that, sista.” I whispered. “I’d say yes right away and go HNNNNNNG!”

“Sorry, but we have an awful lot to do...” Twilight said.

“Awwwwwwww.” The Apple family moaned.

“Fine.” Twilight said grumpily, and the Apple family cheered.

“Did you see the apple that was in Twilight's mouth before? First it was green when it was shoved in her mouth, but while she was spitting it out, it was red. Like seriously actually, what was that about?” I asked.

“I don’t know, let’s not worry about that right now. Let’s just stop and think for a second. Once we’re done here, we have to go home, right?” Spike asked.

“Yeah.” I nodded.

“And since the microwave didn’t go with us, we’ll need a new one. So why don’t we find everything we need to make a new time machine, so once we see Nightmare Moon’s defeat, we can just leave.” Spike explained.

“Well, I’d like to see what I missed before I moved here to Ponyville, but for the space time continuum, I wouldn’t wanna mess it up. Just being here is the risk of screwing it all up.” I said.

“Right. So we should find the stuff we need. Let’s look in the barn.” Spike suggested.

“Why the barn? What if AppleJack goes inside?” I asked.

“I’ve lived this before. Ain’t nopony’s going inside that barn.” Spike said.

“Listening to you right now, you sound like an apple!” I teased. So the two of us, still under our cardboard boxes, snuck inside the barn to find the items we needed to make a new time machine. We went inside the kitchen, and looked inside the cabinets for the items we needed. Spike found some fruit, and I found some tinfoil. It was all we could find though, so we needed to make a hasty escape, but before we could go, we saw Winona happily standing in front of us. “Oh jeez!” I said.

“Don’t worry, Flare. Winona seeing us won’t affect the future.” Spike said.

“It’s not that.” I said.

“What is it then?” Spike asked.

“You forget, I’m afraid of… d-d-dogs!” I said as I climbed onto the table.

“Flare, you’re being pathetic. Winona’s harmless. You know that!” Spike reminded me.

“Tinfoil, protect me!” I yelled as I threw a sheet of tinfoil at Winona, and Winona started chewing on it. “Good, that caused a distraction. Now just slowly, walk away, and don’t… look at her. No sudden movements.” I said as I tip-hooved over to the front door with Spike.

“Flare this is ridiculous.” Spike said as he turned his head to Winona.

“Don’t look her!” I said again and he turned his head back towards the door, and then eventually, we finally escaped.

A little while later; Spike and I left Sweet Apple Acres and continued lurking through the Ponyville streets with boxes over our heads. Everypony was looking at us funny as they walked passed us.

“Spike, everypony’s looking at us funny.” I said.

“Well, let them. They don’t know who we are, so the future won’t be affected.” Spike said.

“Has anypony ever said anything about there being cardboard boxes sliding around the street at the same day as the Summer Sun Celebration?” I asked.

“Well, no, but I believe everypony will forget about this soon.” Spike said as a couple of ponies took pictures of us.

“You were saying?” I asked.

“I doubt they’ll be talking about it after this.” Spike said.

“Ha! Cardboard boxes sliding around the street!” Meadow Song laughed.

“I’m gonna remember this forever and talk about it with my friends every day non-stop!” Noteworthy said.

“Well then… maybe they won’t-“ Spike was about to say but I stopped him.

“Don’t, dude. You’re just gonna keep jinxing it.” I said. “Anyways, we need to look for some more supplies. Where else can we look?”

“I’m pretty sure we can find more stuff Sugarcube Corner.” Spike suggested.

“I dunno why we keep going to these places and just steal other’s stuff. Why can’t we just buy them?” I asked.

“Did you bring money with you?” Spike asked.

“No, did you?” I asked.

“Nope, and I’m still hungry.” Spike said.

“Well, can we go to the hardware store anyway?” I asked.

“Sorry, bro, most of the stores are closed today, you know, it’s the Summer Sun Celebration, it’s a holiday.” Spike reminded me.

“Oh, that’s too bad. I really like going to hardware stores!” I said. 

A cutaway shows Spike and I heading to the hardware store as the song Hardware Store by Weird Al played in the background; the second verse of the song. The sliding doors opened, and Spike just stood there emotionless, and I was excited and hoping in place. I ran inside and looked at all the isles, running around them, and peeked my head through the top. I was looking at the kitchen cabinets, the fridges, the light fixtures, the paint department, the garden shovels, and when Weird Al sang “Gonna get me a flashlight.” I grabbed a flashlight, turned it on, and shined it inside my ear, and the light went through my head and shined through the other ear. I was also looking at the brooms right after, pretending I’m a witch, and then I started running in a circle with two armfuls of pliers, and then I looked at the hacksaws and I was about to grab it, but Spike grabbed my arm and pulled me away from them.

I started smiling and jumping around the store employees right after, and then I started running around the isles with garden hoses miles long! Right after, I looked at the socket wrenches which were all arranged alphabetically, and then I saw a big purple sign on front that said, ‘Every 27th customer will get a ball pein hammer free’, and luckily, I was the 648th customer today so I got one! I kept running around the isles as the chorus to the song came on, and I started painting, looking at lumber and watching it get cut by one of the Canadian employees, and I even fogged up some of the windows in the window isles and wrote on them, and when Weird Al said, “When are they gonna open up that door.” I opened up one of the doors in the door isle, smiled as I peeked through them. Afterwords, I went over to the crowbars and started chasing a customer wearing a Headcrab hat, and then I ran through the isles again and started throwing tools in the air just so a big shinny pink background would appear in the background as tools slowly rained around me, and my eye pupils were huge and sparkles sparkled all around me as I had my hooves in the air and smiled big as the tools rained around me.

The cutaway ends as I was singing Hardware Store with my eyes closed, “Goin’ hard, I’m goin’ to the hard, oh yes, I’m goin’ to the HARDWARE STOOOOOOORE!”

“FLARE!” Spike yelled.

“WHOA! What?!” I got startled as he snapped me out of it.

“Focus! We should go to Sugarcube Corner to find the rest of the stuff.” Spike suggested.

“Yeah, good idea.” I said.

“Rainbow Dash has got to be the most ridiculous pony I’ve ever met.” Twilight said from the distance.

“Uh oh, I hear me coming. Drop!” present Spike demanded.

“I’m not wearing any pants.” I reminded him.

“No, I mean stop walking. Act like a box!” Spike instructed as we both dropped down as Twilight and past Spike walk by.

“I hope we get this stuff done soon. I need to do my research on Nightmare Moon before it’s too late.” Twilight said.

“We’re close to done, Twilight. We just need to see the decorations at town hall, and then we need to check up on music, and then we’re done.” Past Spike said.

“Hey I’m box, and I do box stuff! Store random junk in me and put me in the attic and forget I even exist.” I said to Twilight and past Spike.

“Really, dude?” present Spike asked.

“Ooooook.” Twilight said as she just awkwardly walked by with past Spike.

“What was that about?” present Spike asked when Twilight and past Spike were far enough away.

“I was acting like a box, like you told me to do.” I reminded him.

“You’re lucky I actually remembered a box talking to me before.” Present Spike said. “Wait, did past Spike say something about checking on decorations?”

“Yep, and music!” I said.

“Umm… slight change of plans, Flare.” Present Spike said.

“Yeah I agree; I’d love to check up on the music as well.” I said.

“No I mean the decorations.” Spike corrected me.

“What’s so good about decorations? We’ll see them tonight.” I reminded him.

“I know, but there’s one thing I have to see real quick, and then we’ll head to Sugarcube Corner.” Spike said.

“Ok, but one thing. I wanna get this stuff done as soon as possible so we can witness Nightmare Moon and then head back to our own time.” I said.

So Spike and I headed down to Town Hall to look at decorations, I suppose. When we got to Town Hall, we hid behind one of the columns on the inside as Rarity was decorating the inside of the building. “Why are we here?” I asked Spike.

“Shhh!” he shushed me.

“I really don’t get what’s the big deal. I see Rarity decorate every time I visit her.” I whispered. Just then, Twilight and past Spike came in and took a look around. “What?! Bro, are you mad? There’s past you and Twilight!”

"Decorations. Beautiful..." past Spike said in an impressed voice.

"Yes, the decor is coming along nicely. This oughtta be quick. I'll be at the library in no time. Beautiful indeed. " Twilight said.

"Not the decor. Her!" past Spike said, starting at Rarity.

"So let me get this straight, you were in love with Rarity just by looking at her? You didn’t fall in love with her because of her personality or soul or something?” I asked.

“I was younger then. I’m now in love with her because of her personality AND her looks!” present Spike said.

“You’re not that much younger.” I said.

"Just a moment, please! I'm 'in the zone', as it were. Oh, yes! Sparkle always does the trick, does it not? Why, Rarity, you are a talent." Rarity said to herself.

"So she talks to herself too, huh? I’m like that all the time.” I said.

“I know, I hear you do that sometimes.” Present Spike said.

“Huh? Oh sorry, I was just talking to myself just now.” I said.

"Oh my stars, darling! Whatever happened to your coiffure?!" Rarity asked in shock after looking at Twilight’s hair.

"Oh my stars? When did she have stars?" I asked.

"Oh, you mean my mane? Well, it's a long story. I'm just here to check on the decorations, and then I'll be out of your hair.” Twilight said.

"Out of my hair? What about your hair?!" Rarity asked as she started to push Twilight out of Town Hall and started taking her to her shop, and past Spike followed.

"Wait! Where are going?! Help!" Twilight yelled.

“Yeah I was meaning to ask, why was Twilight’s mane like that? Was that her style before she moved here?” I asked.

“No, Rainbow Dash did that.” Present Spike said.

“Yeah, Rainbow Dash messed up my mane too once.” I said as I took out my phone to show Spike a picture of me with my mane in a black afro style, and Rainbow Dash was flying next to me with her arm around me, smiling mischievously at the camera.

“I can see why your mane is in that afro shape, but why is it black?” Spike asked.

“It was on fire and it was crispy. My hair was as hard as a rock, and I barely stood, my hair was so heavy.” I said.

“And when was this?” Spike asked.

“Last week.” I said.

“How did you grow your hair back so fast?” Spike asked.

“Look, can we just go to Sugarcube Corner to get the supplies we need? I don’t wanna miss Pinkie’s party.” I asked.

“Good idea. I just wanted to be here to see me fall in love with Rarity all over again.” Spike said.

“Sounds cute, but are we done here?” I asked.

“Yeah, I saw what I needed to see.” Spike said.

“Alright good, let’s go.” I said as the two of us went out the door and headed over to Sugarcube Corner.

While we were walking to Sugarcube Corner with the boxes still over our heads, Spike and I had a little conversation before we got there. "Wow. Twilight seems to be more annoyed now than next year." I thought.

"Well she had nopony besides me or her brother to be friends with." Spike said.

"Wow. Same thing with me. I didn't have any real friends back at Mareami, just my family, my fish, my gaming systems, and my teddy bears.” I said.

“And you STILL sleep with teddy bears.” Spike reminded me.

“No I don’t! I only sleep with one: Beary.” I corrected him. "Before, I slept with Beary, Bear, Teddy, Fuzzy, I-Care-Teddy Bear, and Striper... he's a zebra. Not the Zecora type of zebra though."

“Wait a minute, something doesn’t feel right.” Spike said as we walked towards Sugarcube Corner.

“Yeah, I agree. The streets are abandoned. What’s up with that?” I asked.

“Because everypony is at Twilight and I’s welcoming party.” Spike said.

“So why do you look so concerned if you know where everypony in town is?” I asked.

“Because… I don’t see the plastic container anywhere.” Spike said.

“What plastic container?” I asked.

“You remember, the one that followed us through time?” Spike reminded me.

“Still no ding-ding.” I said.

“How can you be so forgetful?” Spike asked.

“Us Guns aren’t the brightest ponies around. We sometimes get short-term memory loss.” I said.

“If it wasn’t for Finding Nemo, you wouldn’t know what that meant.” Spike said as he walked up to the front door of Sugarcube Corner.

“I sooooo would’ve known!” I corrected him.

“No you wouldn’t.” Spike corrected me.

“Yeah, I wouldn’t.” I agreed. "The Cakes really need to lock their doors. Everypony around here trusts each other too much."

"Well welcome to Ponyville, my friend! It wasn't that way in Canterlot though. Everything was too… secure." Spike said as he started to open the door slowly, but I stopped him.

“Wait! This is too easy. Knowing Pinkie Pie…” I stopped and thought for a second. I then kicked the door open, and a bucket full of liquid dropped on the floor and spilled all over the place. “This is a burglar alarm? A bucket of water? Heh! This is too easy!” I then sniffed the air for a second because something smelled funny. “Wait a minute, this isn’t water, this is… GAS?!”

“Uh oh.” Spike said as his stomach started to rumble funny, and he then burped up some fire which caused the area to explode. Spike and I ran inside the kitchen, all burned up, but when we got inside, another bucket of gas fell from the kitchen door and exploded as well. Spike and I just stood there all burned up, and then I coughed up some smoke shaped like an O. “What are you smoking, man?” Spike teased.

“Spike, let’s just look for the stuff we need before I punched you in the stomach.” I said calmly but angrily.

“I have no idea where that burp came from. I haven’t even eaten all day!” Spike said. So we searched the kitchen for the items we need like eggs, veggies, sponges, plastic containers, and some spaghetti sauce.

“Wow, this is new. There’s spaghetti sauce in the fridge.” I said.

“How is that new?” Spike asked.

“Spaghetti sauce in a bakery, how can that be? This place sells cookies, cakes, and donuts, not pasta, parmesans, or pizzas.” I pointed out.

“Well then, traveling through time does give out some interesting discoveries, doesn’t it?” Spike asked.

“Now the only things we need is a microwave and some fine china.” I said.

“There’s a microwave right there on the counter, so let's unplug it and we can use it." Spike said as he started walking over to it.

"No, wait.” I stopped him. "If we take the microwave, it might cause a time para-“

“Why did you stop?” Spike asked as I looked around.

“Parado- oh c’mon!” I complained as the ducks from before showed up again.

“We know what you’re saying. We’re just aggravating you now.” One of the ducks said snarky.

"You’re right. The Cakes may use this microwave again, and if they see it missing, well… I’m not sure what’ll happen, but it doesn’t sound good.” Spike said.

“We need to find a microwave that nopony’s gonna use anymore.” I said.

"So what are we going to do now genius?" Spike asked. I observed the microwave pretty closely, and I saw a microwave box on the floor that looks like it was just opened recently. The microwave’s clock isn’t even set, which gave me an idea.

"This is a new microwave." I said. "Maybe we can find the old one and use that."

"What makes you so sure that the microwave isn't already at the dump?" Spike asked.

“This microwave is BRAND new. I’m thinking this microwave we’re after might be outside in the dumpster.” I assumed. Spike and I then ran outside to find the microwave which was sitting next to the garbage cans. "See? Told ya! Winky face! Who's awesome! Flare is! Zoom be boop!" I taunted him.

"So all that leaves is fine china.” Spike said.

“Right, I’ll get us some tickets to the next flight to China.” I said.

“Ooo ooo, wait! I think I know where to find some fine china!” Spike said excitedly.

“Ooo ooo, wait! Why are you so excited about it?!” I asked excitedly.

“You know, you always ruin my moods when you do that.” Spike said as his excitement suddenly disappeared.

“That’s what you get for hanging with me, brah. I’m supposed to be the most excited one in the group. Except Crystal never seems to listen and becomes more excited than me anyway.” I said.

“Alright, whatever. Anyways, I think I know where to get some fine china without it affecting the future.” Spike said.

“What happened to your excitement? I was enjoying that.” I asked as Spike then looked at me annoyingly and I smiled at him.

"As I was saying, I think we can find some fine china over at the castle Twilight and the others are going to later.” Spike said.

“What makes you think there’s china over there?” I asked.

“It’s an old castle, why wouldn’t there be?” Spike asked.

“By old castle to you mean that senior citizens live there?” I asked.

“Are you trying to be funny? Because it ain’t really working on me right now.” Spike said.

“Are you trying to hate on me? Because love and tolerance is necessary right now.” I said. “Remember love and tolerance, Spike? The code that brings all of us together? You remember?”

"Don't say, 'Lawl remember Spike'." Spike demaned.

"I wasn't. Why does everypony think I'm gonna say that all the time?" I asked.

“So now that we got almost everything for our time machine, how about we have some fun for a bit?” Spike asked as he put the microwave and all the stuff inside a sack and placing it on my back.

“You said you and Twilight are having a party at the library tonight, correct?” I asked.

“Yeah, why?” Spike asked.

“And everypony in town is there, right?” I asked.

“Yeah.” Spike nodded.

“So how about… we get a forklift, go to Sweet Apple Acres, pick up some trees, and go around town to stuff the trees in everypony’s homes? It’ll be hilarious! It wouldn’t be Ponyville anymore; it would be Sweet Ponyville Acres, or Appleville, or maybe even Coothertown!” I suggested.

“Or we can just go to the party.” Spike suggested.

“Noooo! Past you is there!” I reminded him.

“We got the box disguises though.” Spike reminded me.

“You think that’ll be enough?” I asked.

“Trust me, I know we won’t regret it, not like when I regret opening that email Pinkie Pie got me that contained a virus.” Spike said.

A cutaway shows Spike checking his email on his computer. “Oh would you look at that, an email from Pinkie. Instructions on how to get a mare to like you and how to collect unlimited gems, click on this link to learn more? That doesn’t sound suspicious at all!” Spike said excitedly as he clicked on the link inside the email, and once it popped up, his computer screen got infected with the blue screen error. “Darn it, Pinkie!” he complained, but after that, an error message popped up in the middle of the blue screen and it said, “An error occurred whist trying to load the application, ‘bluescreen.exe’”, and then another error popped up saying, “An error occurred whilst trying to load the previous error”, and then Clippy showed up at the bottom right and he said, “Hey, it looks like you’re having an error!” Spike’s jaw dropped; “Oh c’mon! I’m on Windows Vista! Clippy is not even on that!” he complained. And from that day forward, this type of virus is well known as the Pinkie Pie virus. The cutaway ends.

A few minutes later, we showed up at the welcoming party at Twilight’s future home while wearing our box disguises. We started sliding inside as everypony was having a good time. Twilight was nowhere in sight though. "Hello everypony! Nothing to see here! Just a couple of walking boxes! Lion face." I yelled out.

"Real smooth, Flare." Spike said.

"Hi boxes!" Pinkie Pie hopped to us and said. "I don't remember inviting boxes to the party, but who cares! Everypony is invited! Even objects! Please enjoy some punch!"

"Oh no thanks. I don't like violence." I said.

Pinkie Pie giggled. "Not that kind of punch, silly! Take a drink! It's really good!" Pinkie then placed some punch glasses on top of our boxes.

“Thanks, sista!” I said as I grabbed my punch with my magic and let it float inside so I can drink it.

"Don't mention it!" Pinkie squeed as she smiled.

"Okay I won't.” I teased.

"Enjoy the party!" Pinkie said as she hopped away.

Just then, past Spike accidently runs into the box with present Spike in it, but he didn't knock it over, and past Spike didn’t know who was inside. "Hey, watch where you're going!" present Spike complained.

"Oh sorry about that, dude." Past Spike said.

"Don't worry about it, just walk away." Present Spike instructed.

"Oh.... okay, Mister Box." Past Spike said. "You know, you kinda sound familiar."

"Just walk away, bro." present Spike instructed him.

"Wow, rude.” Past Spike commented as he walked away.

"Phew! That was a close." Present Spike said.

"Your box is too close… to me. Move over." I demanded. "Oh hey look! It's Derpy! I can tell because she's cross-eyed, and this is the first time everypony as noticed her like that!"

Many hours went by. Everypony was partying it out while Twilight was laying down in her bedroom. Soon it was 4 AM, one hour until the sun rises.
"...and you know what else he said?" I asked a group of ponies, telling a story about my past. "Wanna buy a couple of pancakes with that?" The group of ponies started to laugh.

"Oh, Box number one, you're so funny!" Golden Harvest commented.

“Box number 1? Who elected you box number 1?” present Spike asked.

“I did, but you can be Box A if you want.” I offered.

"So can you reveal yourself now?" Merry May asked. “We’re soooo interested in seeing you!”

"I told you, sista! If I showed you who I was, it'll completely mess up time!" I said, and then the group of ponies laughed again.

"That joke gets funnier every time you say it!" Merry May said.

“Yeah, joke, sure.” I nodded.

"Tell us that story about you being Jeff Gorspeed's crew chief again!" Cloud Kicker requested.

"Hold on to yourselves, ladies!" I said, trying to calm the ponies down. "I only tell stories once in a summer sun. But I will tell you the story about my fish, Piddles; thinking his reflection is another fish!"

"Hey everypony! The summer sun celebration is about to start! We should get there early if we wanna see it!" AppleJack called out. Everypony started cheering as they started started running to city hall.

"Alright, is the coast clear? Do we still need these boxes?" present Spike asked before Twilight and past Spike walked by.

"I have to still look up information about Nightmare Moon's return!" Twilight said angrily.

"Then why didn't you search it before?" past Spike asked.

"Everypony was being too loud!" Twilight yelled. "I can't think with all that racket! Now, because of Pinkie Pie's party, we're late for the celebration!"

"But the celebration doesn't start for another 58 minutes." Past Spike reminded her.

"Well, we'll see who's the crazy one now, after everypony sees the return of Nightmare Moon!" Twilight said as they both reached the exit of the library and shut the door.

"Can I take off my disguise now? I need to stretch my legs.” Present Spike said as he stood up and threw the box off from over his head, and the punch glass that was on top of the box spilled on the floor. “Flare, why didn’t you tell me there was a punch glass on my box?”

“I thought you knew? I didn’t think you were in the mood for punch and I thought you just left it there?” I assumed.

“Oh that punch was mine? I thought I was being used as a table.” Spike assumed.

“So, you enjoying this so far?” I asked.

“Despite the fact that we have to keep laying low, this is pretty fun.” Spike said.

“Good! As long as we have our time machine with us, and making sure nopony knows who we are, and we see Nightmare Moon face-to-face, nothing will go wrong!” I said.

“I wish you wouldn’t say that, bro. I’m starting to think that there’s something else within all this.” Spike said.

“Well, let’s just head to town hall before all the seats get taken.” I suggested as I walked towards the door.

“There aren’t any seats though.” Spike corrected me as he followed.

“Whatever, we get to see Luna in her former glory!" I said excitedly.

"You do know she's evil, she's not the Luna you know and dear." Spike reminded me.

"Cool story, bro. Why don't you make a novel about it?" I teased.

"Flare I'm serious!" Spike yelled.

"Really? I thought you were Spike? LAWL!" I teased. "Oh no wait, I’m sorry, you’re Box A!”

"Just wipe that grin off your face and listen to me!” Spike demanded.

"I will not wipe this grin off my face. But I will listen to you, brah." I said.

"Look. Nightmare Moon is dangerous." Spike explained. "She will not hesitate to see ponies suffer. She will not hesitate to harm.”

"Look, don't worry, brah! We'll be outta the way! As long as we don't change time, Twilight and her friends will be able to defeat her without any worry. Just relax. Let's head over there and see everypony's favorite princess return!” I suggested.

“Just don’t screw this up.” Spike instructed as we both put back on our box disguises and headed on over to city hall to see the Summer Sun Celebration. It was almost five, and the sun was about to rise.

Meanwhile, over at Carousel Boutique, Rarity’s cat Opalescence was sleeping on her little bed, nice and cozy, but her coziness gets interrupted as Opal hears a strange noise coming from the doorway. Opal observes the room to see if anypony was there, but there wasn’t another soul. As Opal returns to sleep, the noise continues, which awakes Opal again. Opal starts to get fussy and places her pillow over her head because she doesn’t want to be disturbed. On the other side of the room reveals the plastic container that traveled through time with us, rolling across the floor towards the plastic manikin (or in this case ponikins) on the other side of the room, and the container drops right next to one of them. The plastic container starts to glow, and the glow gets transferred to the nearest plastic ponikin and it’s head starts to move.

"Alright we're here!" Spike said as we made it to town hall to witness the Summer Sun Celebration.

"Hey, when Twilight turned on the lights in her house, and everypony yelled 'SURPRISE', did you notice that yellow spot on the floor next to Derpy?" I asked.

"Fillies and gentlecolts, as mayor of Ponyville, it is my great pleasure to announce the beginning of the Summer Sun Celebration!" Mayor Mare said up on the stage. "In just a few moments, our town will witness the magic of the sunrise, and celebrate this, the longest day of the year! And now, it is my great honor to introduce to you the ruler of our land, the very pony who gives us the sun and the moon each and every day, the good, the wise, the bringer of harmony to all of Equestria...."

"Hey look, Pinkie's front legs are missing." I pointed out.

".... Princess Celestia!" the Mayor cried as the curtain opens, but Celestia wasn't there. Everypony gasped in shock. "Remain calm, everypony! There must be a reasonable explanation!"

"Ooo ooo, I love guessing games! Is she hiding?" Pinkie asked as she observed the area.

"She's gone!" Rarity said as everypony gasped again.

"Oooooo she's good!" Pinkie said I said at the same time.

“You two jinxed it!" Spike pointed out as a strange cloud appears on the balcony, and then a few moments, Nightmare Moon appears on the balcony where Celestia is supposed to be. Everypony gasped again, and then Spike faints.

"LAWL LAWL LAWL LAWL!" I laughed. "You fainted after you saw her? You're such a baby, Spike!"

"At least I didn't wet myself like you." Present Spike said.

"What makes you think.... " I looked down. "Oh right. Embarrassed face."

"Oh, my beloved subjects. It's been so long since I've seen your precious, little sun-loving faces." Nightmare Moon said.

“You know what’s weird? I see Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo together, cuddling towards eachother in fright over there, but this was before they met.” Spike pointed out.

Nightmare Moon chuckles and said, "Why, am I not royal enough for you? Don't you know who I am?"

"Ooh, ooh, more guessing games! Um, Hokey Smokes! How about... Queen Meanie! No! Black Snooty, Black Snooty!" Pinkie guessed.

"Does my crown no longer count now that I have been imprisoned for a thousand years? Did you not recall the legend? Did you not see the signs?" Nightmare asked.

"I did.” Twilight yelled out bravery. “And I know who you are. You're the Mare in the Moon – Night Mare Moon!"

"Well well well, somepony who remembers me. Then you also know why I'm here." Nightmare assumed.

"You're here to... to..." Twilight stuttered.

"Remember this day, little ponies, for it was your last. From this moment forth, the night will last forever!" Nightmare cried out as a cloud of blue smoke swirled around Nightmare’s hair and she lets out an evil laugh.

"Who you calling little?! I’m a big!” I corrected her, but of course she didn’t hear me.

“I gotta say; this is more of an event crasher than Phoenix Wright at a wedding.” Spike commented.

A cutaways shows a random wedding for two random ponies nopony has heard of before nor seen, but pretty much the only one that mattered there was Phoenix Wright sitting in the audience. “Do you random bride take random groom to be your awfully wedded husband, to love, respect, cuddle with, and do anything to keep him happy as long as he puts the toilet seat down?” the priest asked.

“I do.” The bride agreed.

“And do you random groom, take random bride to be your awfully wedded wife, to love, respect, cuddle with, and do anything to keep her happy as long as she gives you a sandwich whenever you feel like it?” the priest asked.

“For sure!” the groom agreed.

“You have to say ‘I do’, that’s the rule.” The priest corrected him.

“Fine, I do.” The groom said with an attitude.

“Now if there’s anypony here object to this wedding, speak now, or forever hold your peace.” The priest said.

Phoenix Wright then stood up and was about to yell ‘I object’, but the mare he was with said, “Don’t even think about it, Phoenix.”

“Oh.” Phoenix said depressingly as he sat back down. The cutaway ends.

Meanwhile back at Carousel Boutique, one of the ponikins pulled the pole that kept it standing up off of its stomach and threw it aside. Opal still had her pillow over her head, so she didn’t hear a thing. The plastic ponikin crouched down to the container it traveled in, and opened it, and inside the container was a ball that flashes pink, and makes a sound similar to a telephone ringing. “The time has come to rise once again, my great old friend. It is time we took over this new world, and no one will be able to stop us! The Autons have… returned.” The plastic dummy said.

TO BE CONTINUED....