//------------------------------// // Greatness // Story: Bigger Macintosh // by Klamnei //------------------------------// Part 3: Greatness An instant later, Big Mac was standing in an alien wasteland. The air was thick and dry, and the blue, ravaged soil felt dead beneath his hooves. The cloudy sky was green, with forks of lightning lancing off into the horizon. A large, red sun hung fat and low in the sky, and there were sickly lakes of yellow far off in the distance. Big Mac felt a chill. “Whoa, nelly…” Around him were the ruins of a destroyed city. The buildings looked to have once been bulbous, pod-like structures, but they’d all either been ripped open, collapsed, or were laying on the ground in pieces. Some of them might have once even been taller than him, although at two hundred forty feet tall, it was hard to get a scale of things. Most of them only came up to his knees. He was able to see the skeletons, though. And boy howdy, were there ever a lot of them. Most had rotted away or had been ravaged by time, but from what he could tell, they seemed to have been some kind of... spider? Skulls with far too many eye sockets stared off into eternity, with dual-segmented torsos and multi-jointed limbs broken and strewn across the streets. The ground was cracked and fissured all over, with dark, yawning pits that ended only in blackness. The cruel, howling wind was the only sound in his ears, and there was a sense of wrongness that pervaded his entire being. Big Mac shifted his enormous hooves. He could still feel a connection to the land, but... it wasn’t giving him any feedback. It was terrifyingly silent. Big Mac could immediately discern one thing about this eerie place. “This world’s dead,” he muttered. And standing on its uneven feet a scant few hundred feet away, was what had likely killed it. The stone creature beat its scythe-like arms together with a click-click-click! It took a few steps forward towards Big Mac, sizing up its new foe. Big Mac gave a perfunctory glance at the glowing portal behind, then spat on the ground and glowered at the abomination. “Definitely nope.” There was a brief standstill. The two titans stared each other down, neither willing to make the first move. The wind was howling, carrying with it the sickly smell of rot. Big Mac could still feel that oily magic emanating from the creature, but it was little more than an irritation. He was a little bit bigger than the thing, and from the looks of things, he was confident he could take it. But it seemed fate had it out for him. In the exact instant Big Mac thought that, the creature’s body glowed with violet light. Buildings, skeletons, earth, and stone all flew towards it, vaporizing on contact and making it grow, rumbling as it absorbed all the newfound mass. Big Mac clenched his jaw. “Aw, hell.” Seconds later, the creature towered over him. It had to be over seven hundred feet tall, looming menacingly over him with its clawed whips. It resembled a foul, walking skyscraper, arms poised and ready to strike. Big Mac glared at the monster. “Gonna play that way, huh? Well, fine! I can— BAM! The monster punted him like a hoofball. Big Mac was sent flying through the debris of the city, his giant red body smashing through buildings with an earsplitting din. He sailed for over a thousand yards before tumbling into the dirt, the cracking and crunching of the ruined structures the only sounds he could hear. Big Mac shook his head clear. With an annoyed snort, he clambered back to his hooves. He stomped on the ground with a set of tremendous THUDS, his blows leaving behind craters over thirty feet deep. He hadn’t been harmed by the strike, but he’d sure as hell felt it. “AS I WAS SAYIN’,” Big Mac spat in a vicious snarl. “Gonna play that way, sugarcube? Well, guess what? I CAN DO THAT, TOO!” Thump-thump! Big Mac’s body flashed like a prism. He shot upward, growing bigger and stronger by the second. A river of electricity was flowing through his veins, suffusing him with more strength, more energy, more wrath. The ground seemed to fall away from him, his stance widening as his body thickened and broadened. He broke five hundred feet and kept right on going, reaching seven hundred with a mighty flare of power. BIg Mac met the monster’s eyes with a sneer. The wellspring of energy within him seemed endless, so he decided to test it. He tapped deep into the power, his tremendous form SURGING upward, shattering one thousand feet in the blink of an eye. Fire and fury flowed through him, imbuing him with new strength, a giddy chuckle escaping him as he looked down on his foe. Before Big Mac knew it, he’d grown to fourteen hundred feet tall. He now had the mother of all adrenaline rushes, and the ruined city seemed like a foal’s playset. The low-hanging clouds seemed no farther away than the rafters of his barn. The obsidian golem didn’t seem deterred, however, and approached him with surprising speed. It’s scythe-like arms were waving menacingly, still making that damn clicking noise. Big Mac scraped at the ground, demolishing an entire city block in a cloud of blue dust. He could get off to the power trip later. Right now, he had asses to whoop. Click-click-click! The creature swung at Big Mac, its scythe like arm whipping up and aiming for his neck. Big Mac ducked and responded with a wicked right hook. THWACK! The sound was like a thunderclap magnified a hundredfold. A shockwave exploded out from the strike, the city ruins around them blasting to rubble and dust. The creature was sent reeling, completely knocked off its charge and sent rolling into the dirt, even further demolishing the city. “See how YOU like it!” Big Mac judged the distance the creature had fallen, then took a few running steps forward. THOOM! THOOM! THOOM! His movements were a destructive cacophony as he spun, bent on his front legs, and bucked the thing like a stubborn apple tree. CRUNCH! The creature literally was sent flying. It broke the sound barrier on its ascent and sailed up and away several thousand feet. Big Mac watched the thing land ass-over-teakettle with an incredible, rumbling CRASH, devastating the landscape and causing an earthquake that cracked the land even further. A mile-high dust cloud spread out from where it landed, enveloping the ruined city and obscuring Big Mac’s vision. Big Mac folded his arms as the cloud washed over him. “Hmph. Get up from that, ya dragon’s ass.” I’d keep up the pressure, if I were you. Big Mac jumped. A smooth, teasing male voice had filled his mind, familiar, yet strange. He couldn’t see very well because of the cloud, but his heightened earth pony abilities allowed him to feel any life around for miles. He couldn’t sense anypony else around but him. “Who’s there?” Big Mac demanded. What, you don’t remember me? the voice said with mock affront. Why, I never! And after all those times we spent not talking to each other! Such a forgetful little pony you are... er, well I suppose you’re not exactly little anymore, are you? I suppose you’re just forgetful. Big Mac felt his stomach drop. The longer he listened to the voice, the more familiar it became. He had a pretty good guess he had as to who it belonged, and he didn’t like it one bit. “...Discord?” A ringing bell sounded in his mind. Well done, Red! Perhaps you’re not as dull-witted as I thought. By the by, I can’t really blame you for wanting to take a small interdimensional vacation, but if you’d bothered to consult me beforeclaw, I could’ve recommended some more hospitable locales. Suddenly, there was abruptly a sound of grinding, cracking, and crunching. The dust cloud rippled, and then from out of its depths, the stone golem exploded out of it, swelling rapidly larger and larger as it sucked in the debris! Click-click-click! Big Mac cracked his neck with a loud pop. “I’m kinda busy right now, Discord.” The creature’s waving limbs grew longer, sharper, and more wicked. Its legs became taller and stronger, to the point that each one rivalled the size of a skyscraper. Its aura grew thicker and fouler, nearly making Big Mac retch. It matched his size of fourteen hundred feet, but the violet magic around it only became stronger, and it rocketed past him to fifteen hundred... then seventeen hundred... then two thousand... Big set off at a full-blown gallop, intent on engaging the creature before it grew any bigger. His hoofsteps shattered the earth, each one of his legs weighing thousands of tons and carrying unbelievable force. The monster noticed his advance and turned to meet him head-on, the two racing towards each other. Hmm, yes. You do seem to have your hooves full, don’t you? Though I have to admit, you’re not doing half-bad… collateral damage notwithstanding. Big Mac SLAMMED the monster with a heavy shoulder ram. It reeled from the blow, but then re-steadied itself and sliced at Mac with its arms. White-hot pain erupted in Big Mac’s shoulders and barrel as the blows raked cruelly at his flesh, but the fifty-foot-long cuts were only skin-deep thanks to earth pony fortitude. Big Mac retaliated with a flurry of blows on the golem. He threw hooks, uppercuts, and jabs, chunks of decrepit stone flying all over the landscape. “Just tell me what ya want!” Big Mac snapped. Oh, nothing really, Discord drawled. Your sister summoned the cavalry after the rift showed up, and dear Fluttershy alerted me. Not that she needed to, mind you. I’m quite sensitive to tears in interdimensional space. She asked me to provide a play-by-play of your little slobberknocker. Big Mac felt himself being pushed back by the monster. His hooves dug over a hundred feet into the earth, his legs buckling as he tried to stand his ground. “I could... use some help... ya know!” BIg Mac grunted. Can’t, said Discord. That oily, slimy stuff that thing is giving off? That’s a mix of anti-magic, and necrotic energy. The anti-magic is anathema to beings such as myself and Sunbutt, and the necrotic energy’s flat-out deadly to mortals. Not quite sure how you’re resisting both, but that’s a question for later. I’m afraid all any of us can do right now is just close that nasty ol’ rift. Big Mac felt his frustration build. He shifted his weight and whipped the creature around, tripping it and making it fall on it’s side. The dust cloud became even thicker as more of the land was destroyed. “Fine, so I’m on my own! Do ya at least know what this thing is?!” Now that, I can tell you, Discord said. After all, one can’t truly appreciate a fight like this without knowing both of the contenders! That ‘thing’, as you so eloquently put, is called the Yigrox. It’s known by a few other names—Eater of Worlds, Consumer of Souls, The Godbreaker, yadda, yadda, yadda. It’s a nasty leftover creation of the now-dead gal who used to rule that world you’re on. Didn’t think you could make an undead construct, but hey, learn something every day, eh? TH-WPPPP! Before Big Mac could capitalize on the Yigrox’s position, it wrapped its stony arms around his barrel. The perverse magic assailed him as he fought to get free, his ribs creaking. “Not… helpin’!” he gasped. Oh, right. Anyhoo, as for stopping it… I’m not sure that you can. The Yigrox is supposedly indestructible, and it destroyed all life on that planet before going into standby mode. Not sure what woke it up… Honestly, the best you can probably do is stall for time while Sunbutt and company close up the rift. Once that’s done, if you can get far enough away from the Yigrox and it’s necrotic aura, I can come and teleport you out of there. Mac’s pride rankled at that. He knew it wasn’t the same, but a part of him couldn’t help but whisper that he’d just be playing second fiddle if he did that. “Hell with that!” Big Mac said with glinting eyes. “If this thing got through once, it’ll do it again! I’m takin’ it out right here, right… NOW!” Thump-THUMP! New strength poured into Big Mac. His scarlet body glowed with otherworldly might as he began to grow once more, breaking free of the Yigrox’s grip with a roar. He grabbed one of its arms in his teeth, used its momentum to pull it up, then leapt to the side and smashed it back down with a haymaker. WHAM! The Yigrox cratered into the ground, its arms and legs wildly waving about. Big Mac took Discord’s earlier advice and kept up his assault, pouncing on it and punching it relentlessly. The air became thick with flying chunks of ebony rock, Big Mac’s strikes becoming heavier and more damaging as he grew. Discord sighed. Stubborn as your sister, I see. Well, don’t say I didn’t warn you. More of a spectacle for me, I suppose. Big Mac matched the Yigrox’s size again in seconds, the power flowing through him like a river, more intense than ever. It made him feel unstoppable, powerful and in control. If he wasn’t yelling out of rage, he probably would be out of pleasure. Big Mac grew to a half mile and kept right on going. A single one of his hooves could’ve crushed Ponyville in a single step, his eyes bigger than the rift he’d used to get here. He was literally beating the Yigrox into the ground now, drilling both of them deeper and deeper into the crust as time went on. Quite the interesting power you have there, Discord remarked. Never quite seen anything quite like it before. Almost reminds me of Tirek, except you don’t seem to be siphoning magic from anything. It almost seems like you’re just tapping into the latent energy within your soul. Heh… quite ironic that you’ve little talent of yours a secret for so long. And I thought your family was all about honesty. “RAAAAAGH!” A spiderweb of fissures formed all around Big Mac and the Yigrox, tendrils of steam wafting out from their inky depths. Big Mac didn’t notice at all. All he could see was red… red, and black. The clouds parted away from him as he broke a mile in size, and the crater was now so deep, the tendrils of steam were now full-blown vents spewing forth superheated clouds of gas. But the Yigrox didn’t seem phased much by the beating. It kept trying to throw Mac off, struggling and kicking beneath his titanic weight. The heat coming from the ground was exciting it, it's clicking rising in pitch and speed, and it began to thrash wildly, drawing the heat into itself. It too was swelling larger, slow at first, but faster and faster as seconds passed. It healed the chips and cracks in its hide and then some, filling up the crater Big Mac had made all the while. The Yigrox’s chittering could just be heard under Big Mac’s tumultuous strikes. It gave a mighty heave, trying to get itself free. No such luck. It grew another thousand feet and heaved again, this time throwing Big Mac off balance. It was almost twice his size now, and it only was then BIg Mac realized something was up. Uh, Red? You might wanna— SWISH! Big Mac just barely managed to duck a swipe aimed at his neck. He reared and jumped away in time to dodge a second swing, then moved back to a safe distance, the alien crust crumbling beneath his every step. The Yigrox emerged from the crater huger than ever, bathed in lava and dark magic. CLICK-CLICK-CLICK! “How big can this thing get?!” Mac said. The molten rock had energized the construct, allowing it to move even faster with deadly intent. The Yigrox is a essentially murderous mobile mountain that converts all forms of mass into negative energy, which it then absorbs it for fuel, Discord said. It doesn’t really have a limit to how much mass it can absorb, which is one of the reasons you can’t really beat it. Smack it around all you like; it’ll just regenerate and come at you, bigger and stronger than ever. The Yigrox skittered back and forth, trying to get in Big Mac’s blind spot. He didn’t let it. He crouched low and kept facing it, watching its every move like a hawk. The ruined city was decimated, and the lands for miles around were in a state of upheaval. “So what you’re sayin’,” Big Mac said. “Is that I’m basically fighting the whole o’this here planet.” Something like that. Not really fair, is it? Big Mac bent down and picked up a town-sized chunk of rock. “I learned life ain’t fair a long time ago. S’not exactly a new feelin’ to me.” He flung the rock at the Yigrox, beaning it right where its head would’ve been. It didn’t have much effect, but it did make the Yigrox hesitate just a tiny, tiny bit. That was all the opening Big Mac needed, and he sprang forth to roll behind it and grapple it from behind. “Upsy-daisy!” Big Mac pulled with all his might, but the Yigrox was too heavy to lift. It seemed to sense what he was trying and stomped on one of his hooves, but Mac didn’t let go. If you’re trying to break its connection to the ground, I’m afraid that won’t work, Discord said. Like I said before, you’re probably better off just distracting it for now instead of trying to do it in. You’re just making it angrier right now. “Eenope!” Big Mac again tried to lift the Yigrox, but again he couldn’t budge it. He was over a mile tall, several hundred million tons in weight, and still he had nothing on this thing. He needed more. He needed a LOT more, needed to be more. He wouldn’t let this thing get free or threaten anypony else, no matter what he had to do. Thump-THUMP! The power within him sensed his resolve and flared to life, sending the mightiest pulse through him yet. Big Mac started growing again, and when he tried to lift the Yigrox a third time, he was almost able to do it. He tightened his rapidly-increasing grip and tried again, this time actually getting it a few hundred feet off the ground. The planet beneath them groaned and rumbled under the increasing weight, and more and more fissures appeared around them. Oho, Discord said, a bit of surprise creeping into his voice. Look at you. A mile and a half tall. Not nearly enough. The Yigrox still had a lead on him. Thump-THUMP! Three miles. He was the larger combatant once more, but only just. He needed increase his lead. Thump-THUMP! Six miles. Still shy of what he wanted, but he supposed it was a start. “ERRRGGGH!” With a herculean heave, Big Mac lifted the Yigrox off the ground and raised it over his head. He kept going and suplexed the creature, driving it claws-first into the planet. KA-RUNCH! The planet’s crust shuddered. Destruction spread out through the entire hemisphere, plunging the entire surface into a dark dust cloud. The Yigrox became firmly wedged in the collapsing rock, wiggling and squirming like a worm on a hook. Great plumes of lava began shooting out from the fissures, punching holes in the clouds and sending tons of ash into the atmosphere. Big Mac narrowly avoided a lava geyser and rolled back onto his hooves. The ground crackling and snapping as if he were on thin ice. He couldn’t see where he was stepping because of the clouds, and suddenly was quite worried about his footing. “Discord,” Big Mac said. “Ya said this thing killed everything on this planet, right?” Down to the bacterial level, Discord confirmed. Good thing, too, because if anything had survived, it’d be good as dead now thanks to that little move of yours. Speaking of which, don’t you ponies need that oxygen stuff? How are you managing without it? Mac blinked. Come to think of it, he didn’t feel much of a need to breathe. The frigid temperatures of the upper-troposphere weren’t bothering him, and neither was the lava. He could feel the temperature, but it didn’t hurt. “Apple family secret,” Big Mac replied. Discord snorted. My front-right paw. “It’s true,” Big Mac said solemnly. “Swear it on my horn.” You’re an earth pony. “Damn straight.” Big Mac concentrated and opened himself more to the mysterious energy inside him. “And earth ponies ain’t much for askin’ questions, now are they? They’re known... for gettin’... things… DONE!” Big Mac’s body shone like a star. The power responded to his call, and the clouds parted away once more from his ascending form. He grew ever upward, surpassing the troposphere and entering the warmer air of the troposphere. He doubled in size to stand at over twelve miles tall, and finally, after one particularly potent surge, the crust gave way and plunged him into the mantle lava. SPLOOSH! Big Mac abruptly found himself swimming in warm, soupy gunk. Kinda felt like he was in a hot tub, really. If he wasn’t fighting for his life against a cataclysmic death machine, he might’ve actually enjoyed it. Speaking of which… CLICK-CLICK-CLICK The lava began to drain away. Big Mac yelped as he found himself in a hellish whirlpool, with the Yigrox in the center. Its terrifying body was bathed in fel flames, its mile-long claws were covered in cruel hooks. The grating sound it was making sounded like the shrieks of the damned. Big Mac grit his teeth. “Just when I thought this thing couldn’t get any uglier.” Pffft. You think that’s ugly? You should see the Garglschnorfs of Teralsi IV during mating season. Just seeing them in your peripheral will make your eyes melt clean out your sockets. Big Mac thought about trying to swim against the current, but reconsidered. He was building momentum from being in the maelstrom, and momentum was good. He treaded lava and stared the growing Yigrox down, watching as it went from an unholy abomination, to apocalypse incarnate. “That’s right,” Big Mac muttered. “Eat up, pebblehead. I’ll give ya somethin’ to chew on…” The Yigrox was becoming a monolith compared to him. At one hundred miles tall, it dwarfed him in all aspects, swiftly growing even bigger as it devoured the essence of the planet. Its necrotic energy continued to try and latch onto him, eager to leech away his soul and leave him nothing but a husk. Its defiling touch made him sick to his stomach, but he didn’t even flinch. The deadly magic slipped right off him as he looked on, glaring. Big Mac didn’t know what this power was, or why he’d been chosen to wield it. He didn’t know if what he planned was going to work, and was very aware that this might spell his end. But he didn’t care about what-if’s. All he cared about was what was in front of him, and how to best deal with it. When one looked at things that way, things tended to be real easy. The Yigrox reached for Big Mac with its enormous unholy claws… SWISH! Only to miss as Mac whirled around, took aim, and bucked the Yigrox with the force of a thousand hydrogen bombs. BA-WHOOM! Shimmering earth pony magic erupted from Big Mac’s hooves on contact. It struck the Yigrox and completely enveloped it, knocking it back with sheer force. The monster twitched and stuttered, its siphoning disrupted from the sudden blast of alien magic that shorted out its own. BIg Mac grinned. “Suck on THAT!” He felt a giddy elation spreading through him, amplified all the strength coursing through him. His body began to shine even brighter, his eyes turning a pure white. “So, ya munch on the planet to heal yourself? GUESS I’LL HAVE TO TAKE IT OUT WITH YA!” Red, I don’t think— But it was too late. The energy within Big Mac was answered his call, making his body rumble and shiver. Thump-THUMP! Big Mac laughed madly as he felt the first tendrils of power seeping in, adding to his already towering form. He became a landscape unto itself as he grew bigger, and BIGGER, adding mile after mile to his height and millions of tons to his weight. The muscles of his chest and legs were godly, bristling with untold, unspent power, just begging to be unleashed. He resisted the urge for now, though, because he still needed more. He still needed so much more... And more he got. When Big Mac matched the Yigrox’s fifty mile height, he grabbed it and struck it with gargantuan headbutt. WHACK! The Yigrox fell flailing back into the lava with a leviathan splash. Country-sized globs of lava flew sailing into the atmosphere, bursting into flames once more and falling back down as meteors. Big Mac put a growing hoof on the Yigrox and pressed it down, cackling as he pushed it further down into the planet’s core. “Take it,” he hissed, his face a mad grin. “Take it all...” The whirlpool around them swirled faster. Splinters of lightning burst around and above them, the air filled with clapping thunder. Big Mac could feel the Yigrox swelling beneath him as it absorbed the outer core of the planet, as well as all aspects of the crust. Cities, forests, lakes, oceans, and whole continents were drawn into the vortex, all to fuel a malevolent force of death. But Big Mac was growing, too. Fifty miles became the size of his hooves alone as he continued to ascend, the power within him incredible surges that accelerated his growth to greater heights. He grew out of the mesosphere and into the thermosphere, his form expanding far beyond any and all expectations. He had to keep ahead of the Yigrox, and the Yigrox was absorbing quadrillions of tons of mass.  “More…” Big Mac growled. “More! MORE!” Thump-THUMP! Explosions went off around and below them from the planet’s death throes, but neither of them paid the light show any heed. They only had eyes for each other, the momentary standoff lasting only while they continued to ascend. Hmph, Discord muttered. Maybe I should’ve bet on you, after all. Big Mac was now a titan of epic proportions. The light of the planet faded away as he rocketed up into space, and he was left with a sense of weightlessness as the planet’s core fell into the Yigrox. They were both thousands of miles tall now, and the Yigrox was truly a monstrosity. Its clicking sounds were soundless in the vacuum of space, but Big Mac could still hear it’s gibbering echo in his ears, taunting and gnawing at his thoughts. The Yigrox lunged at Mac, it’s necrotic energies eagerly reaching for him. Mac raised a hoof and fired a burst of his own magic directly in its face, blasting it with the raw essence of life. VWUMMMMM! The amplified earth pony magic burst out in an emerald beam, fully enveloping the Yigrox. Its silhouette could still be seen through the onslaught, stubbornly trying to absorb the incredible energy. The dreadful spellwork within it churned and chugged like a furnace, but eventually... gradually... it cracked and creaked under the strain. Big Mac narrowed his glowing eyes. “Not enough, eh? HOW ABOUT SOME MORE?!” His entire body flashed brighter than the sun. He doubled the ray’s power with a soundless cry, also doubling in size. He reached the ten thousand mile mark and still grew on, the moon shifting trajectory to orbit around him. Cracks were beginning to show in the Yigrox. Continent-sized flakes were breaking away, its claws on the verge of snapping off. But even still, it tried to convert and process Big Mac’s beam into fuel. The energy within Big Mac just kept amplifying. It fed him more and more power, which he used for a single purpose. On and on he grew, and the beam of energy grew wider and more intense with him. He didn’t care what happened to him anymore. He didn’t care about some lifeless rock. All that mattered was his home. “JUST DIE, YA VARMINT!” At last, with a mute scream, the Yigrox’s core overloaded and burst like an overfilled balloon. Big Mac’s beam fully enveloped the construct’s tainted mass like a cleansing flame, and it disintegrated into ash that faded away into the endless expanse. Where there had once been an effigy of terror, there was now nothing, not even a graveyard of a planet. Big Mac cut off the ray. He stared at the space where the Yigrox had been, searching for any remaining remnant that could somehow re-form and start again. He saw none. He floated alone in the void of space, a shining, colossal pony almost three times the size of his home planet. ‘Varmint?!’ Discord said in his mind. Seriously, Red? VARMINT? That’s the best you could think of?! Big Mac rolled his eyes. Oh, shut up. Discord’s voice was filled with mirth. I mean, come on! You get the chance to be a badass hero, and the best one-liner you can come up with is ‘Just die, varmint?!’ Bahahahahahaha! Big Mac felt his cheeks flush. Hey, gimme a break! I was kinda preoccupied with stoppin’ the damn thing! Discord’s laughter died down a bit. Oh, I’m going to remember that one for a while... The mighty stallion saves Equestria from certain doom in an amazing, grandiose display, and at the end, delivers the most hickish line possible. My ribs hurt from laughing… Big Mac sighed. Are ya done? I’m kinda just floatin’ here at the moment. Can ya bring me back to Equestria, now? Or at least close by, so the Princesses can help figure out how to shrink me down? There was a momentary pause. BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Big Mac folded his arms and sighed. It sounded like he might be waiting a while.