The gargoyle with moderate orange fur whose ponynapping that had upstaged Bacon Pancake’s ponynapping two weeks before now trembled before the might of a giant centaur with an azureish black lower body, a pitch black extremely buff chest, bulky raspberry red arms, a raspberry red face stuck in an eternal grimace, dark sapphire bluish gray horns, and hooves that were light lime greenish gray with amberish gray clefts. The centaur sat on a giant throne made entirely of iron swords, while sipping tea from a teacup and saucer he held in his hands.
“That purple pony is too small,” said Teawreck. “It needs to be bigger to pull my chariot.”
“But--” said the gargoyle, but Teawreck interrupted.
“If by midnight my chariot does not roll, then your head will!”
Just then an armored dragon wielding a battle axe approached Teawreck’s side.
“Well?” Teawreck snapped, clearly irritable about the interruption.
The dragon whispered something into Teawreck’s ear. A few tears of sweat slid down the gargoyle’s face as he worried about what was about to happen.
“Ha-- excellent!” said Teawreck. Then, turning back to address the gargoyle, he said, “But as for you, Scorpanegger, you--”
But the gargoyle had vanished. Teawreck was shocked.
“Scorpanegger?” he asked, but he received no reply. “SCORPANEGGER!?!”
Scorpanegger smashed through the door of the dungeon. This startled Slice, who had been caught snooping around the castle by the guards and thrown in a holding cell.
“It’s okay, Slice,” said the purple filly who was his cellmate. “He’s my friend!”
Scorpenegger approached Slice’s cell.
“We’re getting out of here,” he said, “RIGHT NOW!”
Then he ripped the iron door off the cell and threw it aside. Then he motioned for Slice and the purple filly to follow him.
“Come with me if you want to live,” he said.
Meanwhile, the same sextet who had jumped onto the stage two weeks before to confront Bacon Pancake before she got upstaged by Scorpanegger and Teawreck’s stratadons, opened a rusty wooden door and entered a long, dark hallway.
“This place is like a maze,” declared the pony who was leading the way, a light fuschia-ish gray alicorn with pale, light grayish magenta eyes and a mane consisting of sparkling stripes of light cerulean, light turquoise, very light cobalt blue, and light heliotrope, and with a cutie mark of a piece of cake, who was known by her friends as ‘Cakelestia.’
“How are we ever gonna find Princess Yeastrise?” asked the pony following immediately behind Cakelestia, [Bow Tie].
“We’ve just gotta keep lookin’” said the perky pink earth pony with really fluffy hair in a cheery voice, for whom maintaining a sunny disposition amidst even the most perilous of circumstances was a personal virtue.
As the unicorn with a light amber coat, moderate sap green eyes, a moderate orange mane and a spherical tube of dough slathered in a pink sugary paste for a cutie mark trailed behind the group, he did not notice the dragon who had been creeping up behind him until the last second, giving him only enough time to gasp in shock before the dragon muffled his mouth and carried him away.
Meanwhile, his companions just kept going, completely unaware of their friend’s sudden disappearance. They pushed open a pair of large, heavy doors and emerged into a large chamber.
“This must be Teawreck’s throne room!” said the pegasus mare with a light sapphire bluish gray coat, a pale, light grayish apple green mane, and eyes which shone from a gradient of pale, light grayish apple green to moderate gamboge (they were yellow-ish), and a cuite mark consisting of seven transparent spheres of various sizes.
“Umm… has anyone seen Donut Joe?” asked the griffon with a coat of moderate gamboge, wings of a darker moderate gamboge, a head of white feathers, light brilliant amber eyes, talons of brilliant gold, and no cutie mark since griffons don’t have cutie marks, who, being second-to-last in the group’s line, had just looked behind her and saw that the light amber stallion was no longer behind her.
Then two dragons came out from the darkness of the room and shut the door, startling the group.
“He ha ha ha ha ha ha ha haaa!” laughed Teawreck, emerging from the darkness. Then he asked, “So, you seek the Darkbow of Doomness?”
“Umm, no,” said the pink pony, “we’re looking for Princess Yeastrise. But we’d be happy to take the Darkbow of Doomness if you want.”
“No,” said Teawreck. “You cannot take the Darkbow of Doomness, because it is mine, and so is your friend!”
He pointed to his right, where a few of his dragon soldier minion thingys were hitching the light amber unicorn to a pitch black 2016 Mustang GT350R which already had the pink pony named Cotton Candy, the yellow pony with a blue mane named Bubbles, and the light yellowish gray unicorn with a brilliant amaranth mane with streaks of moderate purple and grayish violet, hitched to it.
“Donut Joe!” cried Cakelestia. “Cotton Candy! Bubbles! Moondancer!”
“Why do you need ponies… to pull a car?” asked the gamboge griffon cynically.
“Gil-da!” hissed the pink pony with a fluffy mane. “You’re ruining the moment!”
“Because gas is expensive,” said Teawreck. “Seriously! The price of oil closed today at--”
But just then, Scorpanegger burst through the door, restoring the dramatic tension.
“Run, ponies!” he said, punching a dragon guard in the face.
“Yeah-hoo! Let’em have it!” cheered the pink pony with a fluffy mane, but Scorpanegger just picked her up and ran out of the room with the cynical gamboge griffon and the rest of the ponies who weren’t chained to Teawreck’s 2016 Mustang GT350R.
“Seize them!” bellowed Teawreck, and his guards began to give chase, but they all hit the door just after Scorpanegger closed it to slow them down.
Scorpanegger and the ponies came to a dead end at the top of a tower. Suddenly, the ground began to shake violently and cracks of thunder and lightning filled the sky.
“Get back inside!” yelled Scorpanegger, but just as he said it, the door to the inside exploded. Out of the hole in the wall left by the explosion burst Teawreck atop his 2016 Mustang GT350R, whipping the four ponies hitched to it to make them go faster.
“Hue hue hue hue hue hue hue hue hue!” laughed Teawreck as he drove his 2016 Mustang GT350R off the roof of his tower.
“The Darkbow of Doomness that Doomness sends!” cried Teawreck, “Now begins the night that never--”
But before he could finish his sentence, a very dark cornflower blue alicorn with a sparkly brilliant phthalo blue mane, moderate cyan eyes and moderate blue violet eyebrows wearing light sapphire blue eyeshadow and a cutie mark of a moon showed up from out of nowhere and kicked Teawreck in the nuts while shouting, “Bu benim çizgi!” (“That’s my line!” in Turkish)
“Noooo!” shouted Tirek as the bag containing the Darkbow of Doomness fell out of his grasp and down to the ground. It landed in front of Cakelestia, spilling its contents onto the ground.
“We have a power of our own, Teawreck!” said Cakelestia. Then she took out a little heart container on the end of a small necklace chain and opened it. “Behold the power of Gayness!”
A rainbow came out of the heart container, mounted the Darkbow of Doomness, and started humping it.
“No!” cried Teawreck, but it was too late. As the Rainbow of Gayness humped the Darkbow of Doomness, his 2016 Mustang GT350R crashed through the tree canopy of the Neverfree Forest and hit the ground because he hadn’t considered the fact that none of the ponies he had captured had any wings and thus were unable to fly, and that even if they were pegasi, that the average pegasus is incapable of lifting a 3,715 pound car, let alone a fourth of it.
“Hrrraahhhhh, hrrraahhhhh!!!!” cried Teawreck in agony as his car hit the ground.
Then the car exploded with a loud boom.