Darkness fell upon Equestria, as Princess Luna raised the moon, but that wasn’t the only thing that fell upon the homes of our Ponyville friends…
“No party like a Pinkie Pie Party!” Bubble Berry yelled above the amassing crowd. Seems Pinkie Pie and Bubble Berry had sent out invitations to the town, announcing the arrival of the six colts. The party went off without a hitch: streamers, cake, punch, and laughter. However, though it was splendid and Dash and the rest of the twelve were having fun, Blitz decided to sneak off to see his TARDIS. He made a discrete turn, off the beaten path, and went behind the building. He yanked free some piled brush, which was mounded over something, and excavated till his hoof hit something; oddly enough, it thudded on thin air. “Ah, there your hiding, Steve. Thought I lost ya," Blitz exclaimed, in his British accent once more.
The TARDIS gave an acknowledging clank, then it materialized, among the remaining brush.
Blitz looked this way, then that, and saw no pony in sight. He turned back to the machine and, in jest, he whispered to it, “They think your still broken--Are you?” He looked up at the door, which, in answer, swung open and he swaggered inside. “By George, you’ve out done yourself, Steve!” A mischievous smile came across Rainbow Blitz’s lips as he looked around at the repaired, and orderly, console room; however, through the open door there came gleeful shouts and giggles, and Blitz flew out as fast as he could.
“I can’t believe you wanted to miss such a great party, Scootaloo,” whined Sweetie Belle.
“Yeah, even Apple Jack said it’ll be fun. I actually wanted to formally meet AJ,” accompanied Apple Bloom.
“Well, wouldn’t it be more fun if we got our cutie marks, tonight?” Scootaloo questioned as she turned the corner, her Cutie Mark Crusader’s cape swaying behind her.
Blitz saw the little fillies and soon gained his composure, apple-bucked the TARDIS door, shut, and went hither to meet them, half way.
Scootaloo saw the Pony Box de-materialize and looked at the strange pony. In the moon light, she thought she saw her idol “Rainbow Dash?!” She rushed up to meet her hero, but she soon realized it was a different pony. She skidded to a halt in front of Blitz's forehooves.
Blitz craned his neck to look at the little filly, "Scooteroll? Is that you?"
Scootaloo looked up at the colt, their snouts a ways from each other. "Uhm...who-are-you?"
Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle stood there, surprised. "Are you 'Rainbow Blitz?'" Apple Bloom asked, a little excited.
Blitz looked up from Scootaloo, smirking, "Now I know these aren't my colts--The name is Rainbow Blitz, Miss..." As he waited for her continuation, he bowed to Scootaloo, who grazed his bangs with her nose, curiously making sure he were real for his rainbow appearance was surely one of a kind.
Apple Bloom bowed, in return, and replied, "Apple Bloom, Mister."
"Apple Bloom?" He stood, erect, "Well, I do believe I know you from somewhere else." He smiled, then stepped away from Scootaloo.
Scootaloo eyed him, as she got up, "Oh, where do you know us from?"
Sweetie Belle pranced to Blitz's side and looked up at him, "Yeah, where?”
Blitz, realizing there was no danger in telling, started the chuckle, “Well, if you must know,” he turn to the three fillies, who had encircled him, “from a different dimension.”
“Wait one minute, what do you mean by that?” A strange voice, male in nature, came from up the path. The shadow this creature casted looked menacing, with scales and a tail. Blitz, being used to danger following him, quickly slipped passed Scootaloo and Apple Bloom, putting himself between the fillies and the enlarged shadow, protectively.
“Exactly what a meant, dragon.” Blitz crouched low, extending his wings in anticipation of a fight, for all he could see was the silhouette of the creature, against the moon.
Spike slowly walked down the hill, shaking his claws out in front of him, to show there was no danger. “Wait, wait. I’m Twilight’s friend.”
Scootaloo quickly tugged on Blitz’s tail, “Yeah, he’s a friend.”
Blitz, relaxing a little, looked to Scootaloo and then to Spike, “So…you’re not going to try and barbecue me?”
Spike, coming up to Blitz, “Barbecue you?”
Blitz, having to look down on the dragon, cleared his throat, “Hm, my apologies, Sir…?”
“Spike, that’s me,” the little dragon boastfully pointed towards his chest.
"Wait, not Barbara?"
"Who?" asked Spike.
Blitz shook his head and there was a pause.
Spike, looking up at Blitz. “So, your one of the newcomers, eh?”
“Certainly seems like it.”
“So how--”
“How did you guys get here, anyway?” Scootaloo interrupted, walking around to Spike’s side, a little more curious now.
“Well, I’d be able to tell you...but I’d rath--” A powerful crackle, in the air, broke Blitz’s train of thought. The lot of them slowly looked about, but nothing seemed to have caused such a bang. However, there was something, a crack, coloured a misty purple and white, that hung in the air. Blitz knew exactly what it was, but not what it meant. He slowly checked his watch, on his right wrist, and saw it was still flashing the displayed time and the acronym UG2. “You kids should get back from that dimensional rift…” He slowly started towards it.
“That...what?” the four young ones asked, in unison, as they clustered together and backpedaled from it, slowly.
Blitz murmured to himself, as he approached, “Now, why are you so close? Are you here for--” Another bang, this time letting a shock wave emanate from the crack, sending only Blitz onto his back.
Smoke engulfed the back lot of Sugar Cube Corner, but the party inside was too loud to hear anything. Coughing, “Wow, you did it!” exclaimed a young colt’s voice.
“Yeah, you actually jumped us, Sweepy Belle!" Another, western accented, voice exclaimed.
"I...did?" Sweepy Belle looked around, then used his magic to clear the smoke to find Blitz on his back. "Blitz!" Sweepy Belle called. The three newcomers quickly leapt into action, trying to help Blitz to his hooves and all the while their Cutie Mark Cavalries' capes waving behind them.
"Blitz, you okay?" The western accented colt asked as he used his bandana to dust off Blitz.
"Yeah, you okay, Blitz." The third colt, sporting the brilliant gamboge coloured coat, stood up on his hind legs and brushed off Blitz's mane as he asked.
"Scooteroll?" Blitz asked the colt brushing his mane. "Apple Buck?" He asked the one with the bandana, who had already tied it about his neck once again. "And Sweepy Belle?" He asked the timid unicorn that had transported the three colts there and was sitting a little ways off so to not be scolded. Blitz unexpectedly hugged Scooteroll and tossed his mane when he put him down, affecting a bashful redness to cross the colt's cheeks. He did the same with the other two and smiled, "By George, everypony will be so happy to see you three!"
"You're not mad, Rainbow?" The three of them chorused.
"Not at all, I'm actually glad you kids followed."
"Wait!? Who are they?" Scootaloo barked, stalking half way to Blitz before Scooteroll turned about and their snouts met. "Uh....I mean.....hi?" She sat down, right there, blushing profusely as she looked up at Scooteroll.
"H-hi, miss," Scooteroll was also bemused and blushing at the site of the filly.
Blitz laughed hard, sending him on his back with his wing outstretched, once more. "Oh, bloody Hell!" He widened his eyes and quickly got up, coughing to regain his "regular" accent once more. "I mean, 'Damn, you guys and gals sure need to get acquainted.'" He quickly used his wings to shove Sweepy Belle and Apple Buck to either side of Scooteroll and with a nod to Spike the little dragon gently pushed Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom to meet their counterparts. "Well, that's that. Hey, Spike, what do you say we go hitch ourselves some punch?" Blitz walked around the embarrassed bunch, to Spike, and signaled for him to get on when another explosion sent another purple dragon right into Spike.
"Oops, our bad Barbara!" Sweepy Belle exclaimed, not taking his eyes off of Sweetie Belle for more than a few seconds.
The two dragons rolled into a tree, Spike, when they stopped, ended up holding this new dragon on his lap. "Uh...hi?" Spike stuttered, his cheeks getting a darker purple than usual.
Barbara looked around, "What the--" then looked at the three colts, who had now to converse with the fillies. "You three colts are in some big trouble when Elusive hears--"
Blitz shook his head, "For Solaris' sake, Barbara...let them be, we're here too."
Barbara looked at Spike, then at Blitz, then soon sped over to the stallion; however, not before giving Spike a kiss, on the cheek, and a whispered, "Thank you."
Blitz laughed at the bemused look on Spike's face, then looked down at Barbara, "Everypony's inside, you should take your friend in too, so he could show you around." He smiled to her and motioned to Sugar Cube Corner and then to Spike.
Barbara looked stern up a Blitz, "Really?"
"Yes. Yes. Come on. No hurt in making friends, right?."
Barbara nodded her head in agreement and slowly turned to Spike when, from among the laughter and chatter of the three fillies and three colts there was a loud cheer.
"We're The Cutie Mark Knights!" The kids broke into laughter and started teasing one another.
Blitz smiled and called, "Seems all the guests came to the party, so come on, fellas and fillies."
Blitz looked back at his covered and invisible TARDIS one last time before he ushered all the colts, fillies, and the two dragons in. There was a big cheer from Pinkie and Bubbles, for "the more the merrier," and hugs from each of the older brothers to their younger siblings. And at the end of the night, when everypony went home, Blitz sat on the side of the bed, next to Rainbow Dash, and wrote in his journal his ninth entry about their visit to the mares' home world.