Twilight was now so angry, that her face was as red as Applejack’s cutie mark.
As much as Twilight didn’t want to associate with anyone as obviously and horrendously evil as Black Mage, right now, her urge to learn about everything and anything outweighed her common sense. Also, if she could get them back to their own world, then they wouldn’t have to deal with them here in this world. She was bound by the Laws of Harmony to do the right thing, even if it was for people like them.
Besides, Fighter at least didn’t seem so bad, if a bit stupid and random, but then again, no more than Pinkie; but still, two Pinkie Pie’s…
Twilight’s thoughts were driving her in circles, and she was starting to feel dizzy. She just shook her head to try and snap out of it.
Once she was ready to speak again, she stepped forward. “Now then…”
However, nobody was listening to her. Fighter and Pinkie were babbling about swords, cupcakes, and, trying to find a middle ground, how to weaponize cupcakes. Fighter also kept mentioning something called sword-chucks, but Twilight’s mind just couldn’t comprehend something so stupid.
Black Mage, meanwhile, was performing three duties: Trying to find some way to kill and Fighter and Pinkie Pie, without a knife and without blowing himself up at this range. Trying to push past Rainbow Dash, who was keeping him from doing just that, and at the same time, he was also trying to fight off Rarity’s advances when she tried to take off his hat, against his own warnings.
Twilight was, by this point, fuming in anger, and dangerously close to performing one of her infamous rage shifts.
“Enough!” Twilight shouted out, in an imitation of the Royal Canterlot Voice that would have made Princess Luna and the Dragonborn proud. Everyone else stopped what they were doing and turned to face her. “Can everyone please stop getting distracted by the most minor of things, and going off on tangents that lead nowhere, that take up all of our time, and ultimately accomplishes nothing?!”
“Welcome to my world,” Black Mage deadpanned.
With another glare from Twilight, BM and everyone else in the group fell completely silent. Someone coughed, but no one would dare own up to it.
A moment later, Twilight breathed deeply to try and calm herself, before continuing. “Now then,” Twilight spoke calmly and quietly. “Black Mage, Fluttershy said that you and Fighter came to this world and you have no way of getting back home to your own world, and you need our help. Is that right?”
“Well, if you just want to spell everything out simply…” Black Mage started.
This just got him another glare from the Princess of Friendship.
BM let out an annoyed sigh. “Yeah, that’s about it.” He said in a bored tone.
“Alright then,” Twilight said, with a much chipper attitude. She then brought her hoof to her mouth while she came up with a solution. “Well,” she started. “My new castle came stocked with a bunch of rare and powerful spells, that I haven’t had the chance to look through yet. Considering how advanced a dimension-hopping spell would be, there probably wouldn’t be a spell like just lying around, and since the castle came from the Tree of Harmony, there might be a spell there that can help. And if that doesn’t work, then we can always just ask Princess Celestia, and I’m sure that she would know what to do.” She then lowered her hoof again. “So, does that sound like a plan?”
The rest of the group just all looked between each other for a moment, and then just nodded back in affirmation, not wanting to get on her bad side.
Twilight beamed in response, and was glad that they were being so reasonable. “Okay then, let’s go.”
Once everything was settled, the seven of them set off, towards the Friendship Castle.
As they walked together, Black Mage spoke up. “See, things are just boring when we play them straight.”
“Shut up.” Twilight cut him off.