The Nostalgia Critic, Linkara, and Angry Joe Power Hour!

by CluelessDetective


Introductions

Once the hospital doors closed, the group walked onto the hard soil and began to march. Linkara and Twilight were in front while The Nostalgia Critic and Angry Joe were behind them.

"Hey Twilight?" asked Linkara.

"What is it Linkara?" responded Twilight.

"What's the name of the town that we're going to?"

"Oh! Didn't I tell you guys?" she asked earnestly.

"No you didn't." Answered Linkara.

"It's called Ponyville." Responded Twilight, which got two groans behind them.

"Really!?! I've heard little kids think of better names than this!" yelled The Nostalgia Critic.

"Oh god, shoot me." Said Joe dryly.

Twilight just shot daggers at the two until they reached their destination: Ponyville.


“Well, here we are.” Said Twilight happily as they walked through the threshold and into the town.

All along the sides were multiple houses, each one being made out of stone and some sort of hay for the roofs. In the center of the town were a bunch of ponies as they trotted along, enjoying their day.

“Strange.” Linkara remarked as he looked at the buildings.

“Whats strange?” asked Twilight.

“These houses look like human architecture in the fifteenth century by the looks of it,” answered Linkara before turning to Twilight and asking “Just how old is this town anyway?”

“Actually, I don't know,” answered Twilight, “But by the looks of it, I'll say maybe a hundred years or so.”

“Interesting.”

The Nostalgia Critic raised his hands into the air saying, “Fan-fucking-tastic! We now know how old a pointless town is! Good for us!”

“Now we just need to find your friends, so we can get out of this nightmare of a reality!” yelled Joe.

“Right,” replied Linkara,”Just where is your first friend Twilight?”

“She runs a dress shop not far from here.” Replied Twilight as the group walked further into the town.


The last thing The Nostalgia Critic, Linkara, and Joe expected was a carousel in a land of talking ponies. Was that a fetish or something? The Nostalgia Critic wasn't so sure and he defiantly DIDN'T want to find out.

Joe on the other hand, just stood their with his mouth agape.

“Why the hell is there a carousel here?” asked Joe, once he was able to shut his mouth.

“That's my friends dress shop!” replied Twilight happily as they walked towards it, eventually reaching a door which Linkara gave a solid knock. They looked above the door and there was a sign that read “Carousel Boutique”

The Nostalgia Critic opened his mouth to say something about the store, but then he shut it saying, “No comment.”

They waited for a good, solid minute until an elegant voice from behind the door asked, “Who is it?”

“Rarity, it's me, Twilight!” responded Twilight.

“Twilight? Hold on a minute!” sang the voice as the sound of the door being opened as the voice said, “Come in!”

Twilight trotted inside the store, with Linkara and the others not far behind as they made it inside the store.

The store was decorated beautifully with plush walls, dozens of mannequins, a few mirrors here and there, and to top it all off, dresses as far as the eye can see. A door on the other end of the door opened as a white coated, purple maned unicorn stepped out, walking towards Twilight.

“Twilight dear! It's so good to see you!” cried the white unicorn as she embraced Twilight in a hug. She then looked over Twilight's shoulder, spotting three strange things.

“What are those Twilight?” asked the white unicorn, ending the hug and looking at the three.

“Oh! They're-” started Twilight, but before she could finish Linkara walked up to the purple maned unicorn, extending a hand.

“My name's Linkara,” he stated, which the unicorn extended her own hoof giving the appendage a good shake.

“Rarity,” she replied.

“My name's Angry Joe.” Answered Joe.

“I'm The Nostalgia Critic.” Replied The Nostalgia Critic.

“Where did you three come from? I've never seen anything like you before!” exclaimed Rarity, examining the three.

“Well, we came from an alternate Earth, where there are humans instead of ponies and unicorns,” explained Linkara.

“That would explain why I never saw you before,” chuckled Rarity.

“Rarity, we need to be going,” said Twilight.

“But why darling? I need to go and give these three measurements so I can make them some new clothes!”

“But I like my clothes,” said Joe, grabbing his jacket defensively.

“You don't have to do that for us Rarity,” said The Nostalgia Critic, hoping they could get out so they wouldn't lose their trademark clothes.

“Oh, but I insist! I am the Element of Generosity!” assured Rarity.

“Element of what?” asked Linkara, who got shrugs from The Nostalgia Critic and Joe.

“We need to go because they don't belong here,” explained Twilight, “We need to get the rest of the girls so we can visit Princess Celestia and maybe she'll be able to help them get home.”

“Fine,” pouted Rarity, “But if they ever come back, I'll give them the best suits they will ever wear!”

The three cringed at the mention of suits. “Well, I guess we should be going now,” said Linkara before asking Twilight “Where's our next destination?”

“We need to go to a place called Sugarcube Corner.” Said Twilight as the group of five stepped out the Carousel Boutique and made their way back onto the soil streets of Ponyville.


Once they reached the bakery called Sugarcube Corner, they noticed that the design for it was... strange.

“A gingerbread house? Really?” asked Joe.

“Well, at least this one was easy to find,” replied The Nostalgia Critic as they approached the door.

“True.”

Once they reached the door, it had a sign that said “Welcome, we're open!” hanging on it and they then opened the door and walked inside, almost instantly falling in love with the place.

The place was a kid's wonderland. A fat man's paradise. If Wilford Brimley saw it, he would call it beautiful.

The place was filled with the most amazing looking sweets they ever laid eyes on. There were cakes, muffins, cupcakes, and countless fruit pastries, each with an intoxicating smell, urging the group to come close and to taste the food. Before the three even got any closer to the counter, Twilight and Rarity lead the way to the counter, giving the bell on the top a quick tap.

In almost a second, a pink blur rushed up to the counter with a mad man's smile. “Hi Twilight! Hi Rarity!” it exclaimed.

“Hi Pinkie! We were just-” began Twilight, but once again was cut off, this time by the pink pony.

“OH MY GOSH! New ponies!” the pink pony exclaimed, but was held in place by Twilight's magic.

“Listen Pinkie, we don't have time for parties! We need to go see Celestia!” exclaimed Twilight.

“But why?” asked Pinkie.

“Because, these three don't belong here!” started Twilight, “They come from an alternate Earth and we need to try to get them home!”

“What do you mean by parties?” asked Joe, automatically intrigued by the conversation.

“Pinkie throws parties for any new pony in Ponyville, whether their just visiting or staying here.” Explained Twilight.

Joe clapped his hands saying, “I'm game.”

“So am I.” Commented The Nostalgia Critic.

“Don't you guys want to go home?” asked Twilight.

“Of course,” said Joe tilting his head, “It's just that sometimes people, or in your case, ponies need to lay back and party! So if Pinkie, if that's her name, wants to throw us a party, let her! We could use it to unwind after going through all this stress today.”

“Yeah. Twilight, maybe you should just relax.” Said Linkara.

“Not until we go to Princess Celestia!” exclaimed Twilight.

“Fine!” said Joe throwing his arms up in anger, but then asked, “Can we at least get a snack? I'm famished.”

“Sure,” said Twilight, turning to Pinkie and asking, “Do you mind if you come with us?”

“Sure!” chirped Pinkie, “But first we need to get these hungry ponies some food!”

“Actually,” stated Linkara, “We're humans.”

“Does it matter?” asked Pinkie, “All I need to know is that you guys are hungry, so what do you want?”

“I'll go for an éclair.” Replied Linkara.

“Give me a cherry turnover!” yelled Joe.

“I'll just have a cupcake.” Answered The Nostalgia Critic.

“Hold on a second!” yelled Pinkie as she went through some sort of saloon doors and coming back with the three's pastries, along with three other cupcakes.

“Here you guys go!” exclaimed Pinkie as the group each picked up their personal sweet and dug into it.

“Oh, sweet Jesus this was good!” exclaimed Joe as he finished his cherry turnover.

“Best éclair I've had in a while!” commented Linkara.

“So good!” responded The Nostalgia Critic as he finished off the rest of his cupcake.

“You've out did yourself this time Pinkie!” exclaimed Twilight .

“It was quite good.” Replied Rarity.

“Thanks!” said Pinkie as she slammed open the doors to the entrance yelling, “Let's go!”

“But how did she-” began Linkara, but before he could finish Twilight and Rarity interrupted him.

“It's Pinkie being Pinkie.” They replied in unison as they trotted out the doors along with the three humans.

“Okay, where to next?” asked Joe.

“We need to visit a farm not far from here.” Answered Twilight as they continued to trot along the street of Ponyville.


After a few minutes of walking, the group of six soon stopped in their tracks as they arrived at an entrance to some sort of farm. It had what most farms had: a barn, trees, a house for the farmers, apple trees, buckets of buckets, more apple trees... Wait... Apple trees!?!

“Uh, Twilight, do you mind telling us what they farm here?” asked The Nostalgia Critic.

“Isn't it obvious!” exclaimed Pinkie, “They farm apples!”

“Is that even possible?” pondered Linkara.

“If you can farm rocks!” joked Joe, who in turn, got a glare from Pinkie.

“You can farm rocks silly! I farmed them when I was little!” stated Pinkie.

“What... How... Never mind.” Replied Joe as he walked into the farm, with the rest of the group behind him.

“Applejack! Where are you?” asked Twilight as they got in the center of the farm.

“Wanna make a bet?” asked The Nostalgia Critic as he turned towards Joe.

“Sure.” Replied Joe.

“What do you think Applejack's like?” asked The Nostalgia Critic.

“Well, I think she's going to be a stereotypical farmer, with hospitality and the trademark drawl.” Said Joe.

“Wanna bet?” challenged The Nostalgia Critic.

“Winner gets to punch the loser in the guts?” asked Joe, extending a hand for The Nostalgia Critic.

“You're on!” yelled The Nostalgia Critic as he shook Joe's hand.

Once they heard hoofsteps, the group jerked their heads towards the fields of apple trees and out of it came a orange pony with blond hair in a ponytail and a stetson hat to boot. “Howdy Twi! Howdy Rarity! Howdy Pinkie Pie! What brings you three here?” asked the pony as it approached the group.

“Well Applejack, the reason we're here is because of these three.” Explained Twilight, pointing a hoof towards the reviewers.

“Who are these fellas?” asked the stetson wearing pony.

“I'm Linkara.” Answered Linkara, moving his hand towards Applejack's hoof, which it answered gladly with a fierce handshake, strong enough to make Linkara's hand go numb.

“Name's Joe!” replied Joe, taking a few steps back so his hand wouldn't meet the same fate as Linkara's.

“I'm the Nostalgia Critic!” answered The Nostalgia Critic.

“Well, why don't you fellers follow me so I can treat y'all to some Sweet Apple Acres hospitality!” Applejack exclaimed as she lead them into the mini forest.

Before The Nostalgia Critic even knew it, a fist collided with his gut, sending him to the ground with as Joe wore a satisfied grin. “Okay, you win.” Admitted The Nostalgia Critic.

“Come on you two.” Stated Linkara as he followed the four ponies into the acres.

Joe helped The Nostalgia Critic up as they walked into the dense amount of apple trees as Linkara, Twilight, and Rarity were standing in front of Applejack as she handed them bottles and some sort of pastry. When the two emerged, Applejack handed them a bottle and a pastry each.

Once they received their rations, Joe took the first bite and smiled as he asked, “This is good! What is it exactly?”

“Well, that there pastry is an apple fritter and the bottles are apple juice.” Answered Applejack.

Joe decided to open the bottle and chugged it and once he finished of the beverage inside of the bottle he sighed out a huge breath as he replied, “That was some of the best apple juice I had in awhile!”

“Yeah, I must admit that it was pretty damn good!” praised Linkara.

“It did taste at lot better then most apple juices,” critiqued The Nostalgia Critic “and the fritter wasn't too bad either!”

“Thanks,” replied Applejack before asking, “But what brings you fellers here? I've never seen anything like you.”

“To make a long story short, we're humans. A species only on an alternate reality of this Earth.” Explained Linkara.

“And we're going to visit Celestia to see if we could find some way to bring them back,” continued Twilight as she then asked “Would you like to go Applejack?”

“I'd love to Twi!” exclaimed Applejack

“Great. Now if you follow us we just need to get Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash so we could go.” Said Twilight as they exited the farm and made their way towards the next friend.


The next house was rather peculiar, it being a tree instead of an actual house. It did have things that houses had like windows and even a door, so it could work as a house. The thing that struck the three reviewers odd was the amount of bird's houses that was scattered around and near the tree. When Linkara attempted to knock on the door, Twilight stopped as she said “Better let me do this.”

He shrugged “Suit yourself.”

She smiled as she knocked on the door asking “Fluttershy? Are you home?”

A very soft voiced replied back “Twilight? Please hold on a minute.”

After a long series of locks being unlocked, a yellow pony with wings and a long pink mane stepped out. “Oh Twilight. It's so good to-” she started, but immediately ran back into the house with a tiny gasp.

Applejack then trotted up to the door and gave it a knock and beckoned “Fluttershy! Come back out! We have something to show you!”

The door opened slowly as Fluttershy poked her head out asking “What is it?” Applejack pointed a hoof towards the three reviewers, who gave her bright smiles. Another scream and another shut door.

Pinkie was up to bat this time as she knocked on the door and said “Fluttershy! They won't hurt you! They're only here to meet you silly!”

The opened ever so slowly as Fluttershy trotted out and put her head down and started to look at the dirt, kicking it.

“Hey, I'm Linkara.” Linkara said softly extending a hand towards Fluttershy, which was ignored.

“My names Angry Joe, or just Joe for short.” Joe stated quietly.

“And I'm The Nostalgia Critic,” The Nostalgia Critic said soothingly “What's your name?”

“My name's....” Fluttershy started, but it soon dropped to a voice barley audible.

“What was that?” asked The Nostalgia Critic.

“My name's Flutter...” and again, silence.

“Can you please repeat that?” he asked again.

This time no words came out, only a squeak people would describe adorable. The three reviewers started to grab their sides in pain as they fell to the ground, screaming.

“What's going on?” asked Rarity.

“I don't know!” stated Twilight as she got closer to them “But we need to get them back to the hospital. Fluttershy do you mind coming with us?”

The winged pony nodded.

“Great! Now let's go everypony!” shouted Twilight as they started carrying the reviewers towards the hospital.


“Do you know what's wrong doctor?” asked Rarity, filled with concern.

“Oh yes I believe I do.” Replied Doctor Syringe.

“What is it?”

“It appears that their hearts have exploded!” he answered in a shocking fashion.

“Is that even possible?” asked Pinkie.

“Oh yes, very possible,” replied Doctor Syringe before continuing “Did any of you ponies experienced anything adorable lately?”

“Well,” started Pinkie tapping her chin with a hoof “When we went to Fluttershy's house she did this squeak and that's when they fell to the ground screaming.”

“Well there's your answer!” replied Doctor Syringe as he opened the door to the room before saying “They should be up in a little while. Call me if you need anything!” and with that he trotted out of the door closing it behind him.

In the exact moment Doctor Syringe closed the door, Linkara opened his eyes and shot up from his bed and started to look around before saying “Aw crap, not again.”

The Nostalgia Critic was next to awaken and once he did he shouted “God Dammit! Again!?! Really!?!”

Angry Joe awakened last as he mumbled “Great. Just great! We’re right back where we started.”

“Good to see you’re awake,” said Applejack cheerfully “How are you three feeling right now?”

“I’ve had better days.” Replied Linkara.

“My side feels like Robin Williams career; extremely painful.” Answered The Nostalgia Critic.

“It feels a little bit better.” Said Joe.

“Good to hear!” chirped Pinkie as she moved Fluttershy towards the three.

“I’m really sorry this happened.” Apologized Fluttershy.

“Don’t worry about it.” Replied Joe.
“What happened anyway?” asked The Nostalgia Critic.

“Your hearts exploded.” Answered Twilight.

“How are we even alive?” asked Linkara

“Not your real heart silly,” answered Pinkie trotting up closer to the group “Your emotional hearts!”

“That doesn’t make sense!” yelled Joe.

“It doesn’t have to!” retorted Pinkie.

Joe just crossed his arms and mumbled something under his breath.

“Well, what do we do now?” asked Linkara.

“Now we need to look for Rainbow Dash,” replied Twilight.

“These names are so dumb.” Groaned Joe.

“Tell me about it.” Replied The Nostalgia Critic.

The five equines stared at the three until Rarity spoke up “Shall we be going?”

Linkara nodded “Yeah, we should.”

Once again they passed through the marble halls of the hospital and once again they checked out and once again they walked out the hospital doors.


“So where should we look for Rainbow Dash?” asked Linkara as they began to walk on the dirt roads once more.

“She’s probably on a cloud near here if we have good luck.” Answered Applejack.

“Wait… She can be on clouds?” asked Joe, astonished.

“Well, she is a pegasus pony!” answered Pinkie.

“There’s pegasi here?”

“Yea, there are also earth ponies and unicorns!”

“That would explain Rarity and Twilight having horns.” Commented Linkara.

“So, we just start yelling her name whenever we see a cloud?” asked The Nostalgia Critic.

“That’s the plan.” Said Pinkie.

“Sounds easy enough.”

Soon enough, the group was running towards and cloud yelling “Rainbow Dash!” like a bunch of loons.

There was one last cloud near the hospital and Pinkie ran up to it yelling “Rainbow! Are you there?”

Suddenly, a yawn was audible from the cloud as it replied, “Can you keep it down? I’m trying to sleep.”

“Dash! Hold on!” replied Pinkie as she ran to the rest of the group, getting their attention.

“Did you find her?” asked Linkara.

“Yes! She’s this way.” answered Pinkie as she bounced back beneath the cloud which harbored Rainbow Dash.

“Rainbow! Get down here for a moment.” Commanded Twilight.

“Fine.” Grumbled Rainbow Dash as she flew to the ground.

Her mane was, of course, rainbow while her coat was cyan. “What do you guys need?” she asked in an irritated voice.

“We need you to come with us to Canterlot to see the Princess.” Answered Rarity.

“Why?”

“These fine fellows over here.” Rarity replied pointing a hoof towards the three reviewers, each one nodding his head and waving a hand.

“Who and what are they?” asked Rainbow Dash.

“They are The Nostalgia Critic, Linkara, and Angry Joe. They’re..” began Pinkie but then turned her towards the three and asked “What are you guys again?”

“Humans.” Answered Linkara.

“Oh! They’re humans.” Finished Pinkie.

“Okay, but why do we need to help them?” asked Rainbow Dash.

“They’re not from this world, or should I say reality,” began Twilight “and we need to take them to see Princess Celestia so she could maybe send them back to their homes.”

“I guess I can go with you guys.” Rainbow Dash answered.

“Great the gang's all here. Now what?” asked Linkara.

“Now we need to take a train to Canterlot,” answered Twilight as she began to trot towards Ponyville, “There’s one not far from here. Come on!”

The group nodded as they started to follow Twilight towards the train station, and hopefully the reviewers' way home.