As the K.O.L.O.S.S.A.L.I.N.E.R. crashed into the side of the mountain, Luna teleported down to the surface in a flash of blue light, bringing with her everyone else.
"Numbuh 5 needs to learn how to do that," said Numbuh 5, "so what's the plan?"
Numbuh 1 rubbed his chin, "Anyone else think that this feels a bit familiar?"
The other members of Sector V shook their heads. "I think we'd remember a guy who used a freeze ray," said Numbuh 2.
"So what are we waiting for?" said Numbuh 4 as he slammed one hoof into the other, "let's go kick this cruddy adult's butt already."
"Very well," said Numbuh 1 as he pulled out a pair of binoculars. "Looks like there's an entrance right there. Luna, think you could teleport us over there?"
"With ease," she said just before doing so.
Numbuh 1 nodded in thanks before examining the door, "Solid steel, it'd take us a while to open it without any tools."
"Aren't you forgetting something?" said Numbuh 4 as he rolled up one of his sleeves, "stand back." He walked up to the door, drew back one of his forehooves, and punched it. "Ooowww," Numbuh 4 pulled back his hoof, which was now red and throbbing.
"Excellent work Numbuh 4," said Numbuh 1, examining the massive dent that the door now sported, "another few hits like that, and we'll be in in no time."
"Yeah well, give me a minute and I'll take this thing down no problem," Numbuh 4 said as he plunged his hoof into a snowbank.
"You know, this'd go a lot faster if you were doin' it right," commented Apple Bloom.
"Oh yeah? And what do you know about busting into evil lairs?" asked Numbuh 4.
"Well, it doesn't look too different from buckin' apple trees, and Granny always say that you can't buck apples without the right kinda buck." With that, Apple Bloom walked to the door and bucked it, leaving 2 small but distinct hoof marks.
Numbuh 4 whistled, "Not bad half-pint, now let me show you how it's done." With that, Numbuh 4 delivered a buck of his own, causing the doors to fly from their hinges.
Apple Bloom just stared as a colt her age had mastered something that she had been working on for years, "Uh, yeah, that's how ya buck."
Luna just sighed, "You know, I could have just used my magic to blast it open."
Numbuh 5 looked at her, "Okay, when this is over, you are teachin' Numbuh 5 some tricks."
Luna nodded, "I would be happy to." On the inside, she was dancing like a little filly, for she finally had a student of her own.
Numbuh 1 shushed them as they entered the complex. As they wandered down the hallway, they kept alert for any traps.
"Hey, Numbuh 4," Scootaloo said as she sidled up to them, "how'd you do that?"
"Just comes natural when you've been fighting baddies as long as I have," he replied, "say, when this is over why don't I show you a few moves?"
"Sweet," Scootaloo replied as she pumped her hoof in the air.
Before they could continue, they heard laughter in the distance. "This way," said Numbuh 1 as they ran in the direction of the sound. After a minute, they arrived at a balcony, overlooking Professor XXXL working on a strange piece of machinery that was glowing with a blue aura.
"At long last, thanks to the power of my Cold Fusion Generator, and the assistance of my test subject, I, Professor XXL, shall finally complete my research, and achieve my ultimate goal!"
As he started cackling, Luna dropped down off the balcony. "Vile cretin, you shall not threaten my little ponies with your vile... snow cone maker?"
In truth, as he heard Luna land behind her, Professor XXXL had moved out of the way of the device, revealing it to be in the process of adding blue raspberry flavor to a snow cone.
"Who dares invade the sanctum of... Professor XXXL!? Oh hey Numbuh 1, it appears that I'm not the only one who has fallen afoul of the dastardly Parent Teachers Association."
"Hello Professor," he replied as he and the others descended down the stairs, "still working on the perfect snow cone."
"Why yes, and I'm very close. Thanks to you, I have created the perfect snow cone syrup. And now, thanks to the extreme cold generated by my new Cold Fusion Generator, I am on the verge of creating the perfect snow cone snow."
"Um, but why do you need test subjects for that?" asked Sweetie Belle.
Professor XXXL sighed, "Alas, I, Professor XXXL, get the most terrible brain freezes, so I require test subjects to taste test my work." With that, he pointed at a table, where Pinkie Pie was happily munching on a grape flavored snow cone.
"Hey guys," she said waving, "have you tried the orange flavor yet? It's like summer and winter all wrapped up in a little ball that you can eat."
"I have!" said Numbuh 3, holding up her snow cone in one of her wings.
"What are you doing here?" asked Apple Bloom.
"Well duh, this guy makes the best snow cones I've ever had."
"Thank you for the praise, but I'm afraid that I must soon leave, the Parent Teachers Association have been sending their transformed minions to steal my research. Although, I have no idea how they found me all the way on Mount Kilimanjaro."
"Actually Professor, we're actually in another dimension, and this is the princess of the guards who were sent to examine your lab that showed up out of nowhere," said Numbuh 1.
"Really?" Professor XXXL said. With that, he went to look at his monitors, and after panning a little, he saw the City of Canterlot. "Ooops, my bad," he said sheepishly to Princess Luna.
"Well, as long as our guards are unharmed, I suppose we can forgive you."
"No worries, they'll thaw right out, although they'll have awful brain freezes."
Luna nodded, relieved that would be the extent of their injuries. However, at that moment Celestia teleported in along with a few members of her personal guard. "We would have words with the one that would dare harm our little ponies."
However, Professor XXXL was too busy to respond. In her anger, Celestia was subconsciously emitting quite a bit of heat, which was causing all the snow cones to melt, and he was scrambling to save what he could.
"Um, sister," Luna beckoned her over and whispered the situation in her ear, causing Celestia to stop emitting heat like someone had thrown a switch, and started blushing.
"Oh dear, it appears that I have make quite a mistake."
Professor XXXL didn't hear, as he was too busy weeping over the melted remains of his life's work. "Why? All I, Professor XXXL, ever wanted was to create the perfect snow cone. First, the Parent Teacher Association tries to destroy my work, forcing me to work in secret, now this. Tell me, is wanting to create the perfect snow cone such a bad thing?"
"Oh cheer up," said Pinkie Pie, "it's not that bad."
"Not that bad? My Cold Fusion Generator was damaged by the heat, and the rest..." Professor XXXL gestured towards the pile of water and syrup.
"Yeah, you can't eat that, you can eat this though!" Pinkie threw open a cooler she was lugging behind her, revealing it to be full of snow, and an ice cream scoop.
Professor XXXL looked at the snow in awe, "But, how?" Everyone else was silently asking themselves the same thing.
"I have coolers stashed all over the place for frozen treats emergencies."
As everyone else just questioned how she could have stashed a cooler in a place that wasn't even in the same dimension 30 minutes ago, Professor XXXL just laughed heartily, "You have saved my research! This calls for ice cream cake!"
Celestia's ears perked up, "Did someone say cake?"
As Professor XXXL's base walked off to more secluded climates to complete his research, Sector V, the CMC, the princesses, Pinkie Pie, and the recently thawed guards were currently enjoying the results of the latest round of testing.
"So," asked Luna, "why exactly is this Parent Teachers Association trying to destroy his research?"
In response, Numbuh 2 shrugged.
Numbuh 1 was the only one not enjoying his snow cone. "Is something the matter?" asked Numbuh 5.
"Professor XXXL came here just because his Cold Fusion Generator had a power surge as we were contacting Command. If he was able to come here by accident, how long until more dangerous villains come?"
Father was sitting in front of a communications station, where he had just intercepted Numbuh 1's call. "Well my Delightful Children, it appears that Sector V was rescued instead of being destroyed."
"Rats, how could anyone be that lucky," chanted the Delightful Children From Down The Lane.
"Ah, but while you were unable to destroy them, you have managed to open up an incredible opportunity," said Father.
"We did?"
"Right now, it takes the Destructo Blaster a whole week to recharge after firing. If we could access this other dimension, we could harness this 'magic' or whatever it is, and use it to power the Destructo Blaster so that we can fire it once every 5 minutes!"
"Which would allow us to become unstoppable," chanted the DCFDTL.
"Precisely. Now, run along and do your homework, Father needs to make a few calls."
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