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// 7 - Blue Vs. Red 
// Story: Six Two Six Three 
// by lunabrony 
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	The still surface of the small pond that lay on the Apple property remained so for only a moment. There was a great rush from the depths below, as a hideously deformed creature pulled itself from the sunken bank. Completely covered in mud, it was unrecognizable, and dragged with it a second figure of similar size, this one also covered in mud but still and seemingly lifeless. The first figure threw the second against a tree, leaving it there for only a moment while a rope was retrieved, and the still form was then bound it several times to the base.
The second figure contained for now, the first seemed satisfied with its work, and ran off on all fours down the road that led away from the Apple Farm. It passed Applejack coming up the road, and quickened its pace, knowing that she would not take kindly to having her home destroyed. She glanced in suspicion towards the small mud monster, but continued on her way without incident until she reached the back door.
It was at this moment that the last thing the visitor heard before getting out of earshot was a long stream of loud, unrepeatable obscenities.
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"How about now, Spike?" Twilight had grown weary of searching the town top to bottom for the alien, and with a heavy heart came to the realization that if he didn't want to be found, he probably wouldn't be found. She was trying to distract herself by organizing the Library, a feat which even then didn't make her feel any better.
"We've alphabetized everything three times, Twilight," Spike said, jumping down off the ladder. "I don't think this is going to satisfy you at all."
"Well something has to!" She began to pace once more, restless.
"Ponyville is filled with aliens that we need to send home immediately, thankfully Pinkie and Fluttershy seem to have found ones that aren't problematic. Yet. The sooner we get them all home and close the rift, the better."
"I guess," Spike said. "I kinda like Stitch though. It's hard being the only one of your kind in the whole town."
"Aw, Spike," Twilight said, putting her foreleg around him. "You know we'll all help you however we can."
"Yeah, I suppose," he sighed.
There was a loud bang from the lower level at that moment, and Twilight immediately stepped in front of Spike. "Wait here," she demanded. She prepared a teleport spell, but at the last moment Spike latched himself onto her leg. Twilight flashed to the lower level, and glared at him.
"You're not leaving me behind again! Something might happen to you!"
Twilight turned her gaze to the front door, which had been torn off its hinges by what appeared to be a mud monster of some sort.
"What is it?" Stitch asked.
Twilight frowned, and gave Spike's tail a very gentle yank. Spike gasped with surprise  and a flaming fireball erupted from his mouth. It hit the intruder, whereupon the mud quickly hardened and rendered the creature immobile.
"You could have asked," Spike said, rubbing his tail.
"No time... had to react. Sorry, Spike."
Spike crossed his arms.
"I'll take you to see Rarity when this is all over with?" Twilight asked.
Spike melted a bit. "You're forgiven," he said.
Meanwhile, Twilight approached the intruder, and summoned a large hammer in front of her, which was surrounded by a misty purple aura. The hammer cracked down on the intruder, and the hardened mud fell away in pieces to the floor, revealing a traumatized small alien with bright blue fur.
"Oh no!" Twilight gasped.
"Oh no!" Spike repeated.
"Oh no?" Stitch asked.
"Oh YEAH!" Pinkie shouted, bursting out of the nearby cabinet.
Twilight gave her the most obnoxiously evil look she possibly could.
"Sorry!" Pinkie said. "I'm in the next chapter, and I didn't wanna wait."
"PINKIE." Twilight said firmly.
"Okay, okay!" The party pony disappeared back into the cabinet and shut the doors.
Twilight turned her gaze on Stitch, and looked at him very carefully. "Start explaining," she said.
Stitch did just that, making wild diving motions with his arms, explosion noises, and miming fireworks in the sky. He swung his claws like a crane, shouting "Pew! Pew! Pew!" and eventually miming what appeared to be a lasso.
"All good," he finished.
"Oh, is that all," Spike deadpanned.
"I think you'd better show me, Stitch. This sounds important."
"Ih!" Stitch said, and ran out the door, with Twilight and Spike close behind. Twilight's horn glowed, teleporting a very confused Rarity from wherever she'd been searching.
"What? Who? Where? Twilight! What is the meaning of-"
Twilight pointed towards Stitch, still chasing after him.
"Well I suppose that's a good reason," Rarity said, and joined in the chase. The three of them were led along the outskirts of Ponyville into Sweet Apple Acres, where a fuming Applejack still stood by what was presumably a mud coated 627 tied to the tree, and he was not happy about it.
"Somepony please explain why mah house is destroyed?" Applejack hissed.
Stitch pointed towards his captive. "Red, bad. Blue, good."
Applejack wiped some of the mud off of the captive, revealing a very angry 627. She jumped backwards as he tried to bite her.
"Well ah never..."
Twilight frowned. "So if he's like Stitch, why hasn't he broken out of the rope yet?"
"Wet," Stitch said.
"That sounds like a weak plothole explanation that an author doesn't know how to explain," Spike pointed out.
"You sound like Pinkie, Spike," Twilight said. "Do you want to be the new Pinkie?"
"No..."
"Then don't question it. It's all we have right now."
Spike shrugged.
"Applejack, you're the strongest of all of us. Can you keep this alien doused in water and restrained while we figure out what to do with him?"
"Me an' Mac should be able to handle that. Ah won't let him outta my sight," Applejack promised.
"Good." Twilight sighed with relief. "Everything seems to be working out at last. The last thing we need is more drama."
Spike tugged on Twilight's tail. "Um, Twilight?"
"What, Spike?" Twilight turned.
An astral blue figure stood some distance away, framed by the slowly rising sun that was just beginning to peek over the horizon. The ponies had been up all night.
"We need to talk," Luna said.