The Great Fandom Man!

by Jake Witt


Act III Season Pause Part I

I woke up with a hard thud on some asphalt, my eyes popping open. I activated my watch as I studied the night sky with Mew hovering over me in PJs and an angry look. 1:48 AM I noticed that there were also other people, most not paying attention to me. I got up, rubbing my head, "Mew, what's-" He shoved a hand on my mouth and pointed.

Mayor Popeye giving the news? What's so important about this news? Is his AC broken again or does he need batteries and decided to rant? I wasn't the only one upset about the sudden wake up call, either as people and ponies with the occasional hybrid or nonpony species made their displeasure clear.

"Everybody and everypony! I have some terrible news-" at this, people began leaving, but stopped when they heard, "-involving Twilight Sparkle and the season pause!" OK, now I'm interested. "Is there a genius character, logically from Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius?"

Nacho Libre got up, handing him a paper before speaking, "Is there a Jenny Neutron?" Oh, hey, that girl from the party. "Whether by peer pressure, guilt, or law enforcement we need you to come up on stage! We have a reason to believe that you put Ms. Sparkle in a... well... book coma." Some people nervously chuckled, some were enraged that their 'waifu' was in a coma- The people were in disarray, let's go with that. Suddenly, all eyes were focused on some brown hair that stuck up with a red scrunchie that made a Q shape at the very top.

When she arrived on stage, she looked pretty ticked. "Was it book gum?" She finally asked when she reached the steps, hands balled in fists and a serious tone in her voice.

Popeye took the stand, "According to these here medical records, it involved choking on gum and too much consumption of knowledge at once."

"Somebody broke into my lab and stole some inventions, one being my dog and the book gum," she took out a piece of orange gum, thanks to my scouter I saw that it was booked shape. "You chew one of these and you never have to read! The problem is: you can only chew one. The thief probably didn't know that. Anyway, what's a season pause?"

"I was getting to that," Popeye said, placing his signature pipe in his mouth for once. "Twilight needs to be princess, but the universe doesn't care when it happens as long as Sunset Shimmer arrives afterward. Think of the universe as having writers block, see?"

Jenny seemed to be a statue for a moment before her hand shot up, "Brain blast! I need the test twins and Coop, master of Technology a.k.a. Fusionfall Dexter. With our combined brains we can reverse engineer my gum and possibly get the show on the road!"

Mayor Popeye gave a thumbs up, "I'll be checkin' on yer work." Jenny ran off the stage as Popeye shifted some notes, "Since everyone is here-" Again, people began to leave. "I'm hosting our 100th Annual Beyblade Tournament!" Some people stayed and others left, excitement in the remaining voices. I've been at a Beyblade Tournament before... just at a 'Toys R Us' and NOT in magic pony land. "For those who are interested, but have no clue about what a beyblade is then now and high noon is the best time to learn!"

Here's the abridged version: they are metal tops that are customizable. You can change their weight, the creature symbol on top, and add things to up your game. I had a lime green spring and a yellow-thing that made my blade seem to have more air time. I forgot if I had a dragon or pegasus, but it was cool none-the-less. In the anime, the creature attachments that clip on your beyblade contained spirits that would control your blade- its like pokemon, but with plastic and steel tops. The point of the game is to either keep your top spinning or knock everyone out of the ring that would be set up.

"The winner will get a grand prize of 1000 bits or an item of equal value. We take our game very seriously, so get out there and LET. IT. RIP!!!"


"I mean seriously! This is the twentieth time this month I had to go to Our Town to save delivery ponies," I complained, hauling a wheel less wagon along side Moe Mew, Rafiki, Cyborg Mew Two, and Eevee Mon... oh and Trixie, but she only held her rope as she sat on the wagon.

"Hurry up, the Pies are paying Trixie to return on time!" Trixie Lulamoon shouted. The Mews tried to knocker her out phycickly, but her ego over powered their attempts.

"Rock salt! We're pulling a giant rock wagon filled with salt! What's wrong with local products or sea salt?!" I looked to my assistants, "Can I at least use a transformation or create wheels?!"

"Wheels are demons from the depths of Tartarus, may Celestia or any aligned deity have mercy on you."

"I'm aligned with Talos," a yellow robed man said, before he ran off.

I let out a tired groan, "Crap, he's headed straight for Displopolis."

"Is he bad?" Mew asked.

"If you've played Skyrim then he gets old really fast," I said the last part in clenched teeth, remembering that guy's endless rant of the fictional god. ...Besides my game character is the Mara type. Wanting a topic change, I asked, "So has anybody signed up for the beyblade tourney?"

"Trixie tried, but they said Trixie couldn't handle being turned into data. hmff!" Trixie glared at nothing in particular, "I bet they're worried I'll destroy the virtual stadium."

"You lost me. I'm talking about beyblade," I countered.

Oscar, the tournament is inside a super computer. Saves money and decreases the level of collateral damage, Mew Two mentioned, displaying images in my mind so detailed, they almost looked like their in front of me. The pictures flew over to Mew, who pocketed them.

I know that look. 'Who carries a polaroid camera?' I do! "I know that-"

"Look?" I asked, getting an annoyed grunt from the little man. "So its like the Grid or maybe Lyoko?"

Something like that. The people participating will be the first ones to visit the new town based on the two virtual worlds... with a little digimon type stuff. In fact, that's how it got its name: Lyoko-Grid a.k.a. Project Matrix.

Rafiki took out his staff from his robe, knocking the Mew heads. "Technology destroys everything! Soon people in that town will question whose real and what is real!"

"Cortana, cycle through my forms and find my strong forms," I commanded as the task started.

"Hey, Cortana, pick this one!"

"Rouge, what are you... I actually want to see his reaction."

I began to glow green as my body turned a dark blue, my arms compressing into a ball that grew along with four others underneath. My legs shrunk, a third one sprouting as my torso stretched taller and the six balls gained spikes. My mouth got wider as my nose was replaced with the ultimatrix and my eyes popped out of my skull, attached to blue eye stalks that weren't even with each other.

"I thought you were pointing at Huggo!"

"No! Thresher! See? Experiment 544."

"Ha ha, very funny. Now change me into something better," I commented dryly.

"Wow, Trixie didn't think you would get uglier," Trixie commented with a frown. My maces turned out to be attached to a compressed spring-like tentacles that shot out at Trixie, one knocking her out while the others missed.

"Never mind, I think I like this form."

"I think I can agree with you," Rafiki replied. "It would be wrong to do that later on."

From then on, we made a stop to attach wheels to the wagon and completed the trip. Trixie didn't wake for some reason only I know that has been unconfirmed. We should assume she's in a coma... or sleeping. Also she has a purple spot from my mace that appeared out of nowhere. Luckily it faded once me and my pokemon returned her in time.