Apep, meanwhile, was in a stupor not unlike one who is drunk might fall into. He was not feeling well, and it seemed to him rather like he’d contracted some kind of cold. But how? He hadn’t eaten anything strange or unusual late—
He grimaced. He knew he shouldn’t have eaten that calculator.
“Well, I could’ve told you that, silly!” said Pinkie Pie, appearing from out of thin narrative. Cackling madly, and madly cackling, Pinkie exited the void. Not of her own volition; the universe could only handle so much strain before it ex—
As the universe imploded upon itself, a pocket dimension sprang into being, replicating the universe prior to its destruction.
“Well, shit. Was that our last extra life?” Discord turned to face his newly-reconstructed card buddies with a look of disgust on his face. Cthulu and Apep stared at Discord with confusion in their beings. “What? You mean to tell me you never played Nintendo games as a cthuling?”
Both shook their heads. The resulting carnage in the lesser planes of reality was unspeakable.
*Meanwhile, somewhere less absurd . . . okay, not-so-much ‘less’ but still! Also a few hours earlier*
Hard at work in her laboratory, Twilight Sparkle was working on a solution to the eternal problem of Apep. The insight given to her by channeling zAlGo had shown her the path forward, and at last she could see the end of this nightmare.
The contributions of Coral’s research and the Human King Arthur had also been invaluable. A little bit of coconut milk, some pink mane-dye... It would all come together to save the day.
“Insanity. Is. Everything!” she exclaimed, carefully concocting the greatest piece of nonsense ever devised by madness incarnate. “We’ll kill him with mad science!” She poured the virus into the vial, teleported it away, and waited.
*Millions of Years Later*
“ACHOOOOOOOO!” Apep sneezed mightily, sending eldritch mucus across the cosmos, striking several planets, instantly causing mass extinction to half and creating abominable, yet oh-so-desirable, tentacled stud muffins for the rest.
“Bless you,” Cthulhu told him, reaching for another card on the poker table.
“Thank yo—wait a minute!” Apep glared at the squid-like Old One. “You think you’re greater than me!? You think you can bless me?”
Cthulhu arched a squidly brow. “What’re you talki—”
“YOU MUST DIE!”
And like that, the squid was prey for the snake.
The multiverse itself had been undone. The fourth wall was rendered nothing.