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LEGO Equestria Girls 2 - Chronicler06



When the Dazzlings attempt to take over the Lego World, Princess Twilight must reunite with her Lego friends (and a reformed Sunset Shimmer) to stop them.

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Infiltrating LEGO Headquarters

Chapter 13
Infiltrating LEGO Headquarters

After an overnight voyage across the vast ocean, the Hurricane had finally come within sight of Lego City by late morning. Aside from Twilight — who was apparently still working on that musical counter-spell in the captain’s quarters — the rest of the team was out on the main deck, watching as the ship slowly approached the city’s harbor. Their destination, LEGO Headquarters, stood out very clearly against the flat landscape and cloudless sky. Just beyond it, they could see the rest of Lego City.

Sunset Shimmer gazed through a pair of binoculars at the cityscape. When she turned her view towards the tallest skyscraper, she immediately spotted the ominous black broadcasting tower on the very top of it. She lowered her binoculars and sighed. “There’s just one thing I still don’t understand,” she thought aloud. “We were at that meeting in Cloudsdale, but the sirens’ spell didn’t affect any of us. Why is that? What is it that we have that no one else in the Lego World has?”

“It’s because we’re magically-enhanced Master Builders,” replied Pinkie Pie cheerfully. “Duh!”

“Except for me,” Sunset pointed out sadly. “I’m not a Master Builder at all, let alone a magically-enhanced one, so why am I in the same boat as the rest of you?” She glanced around at the ship and quietly added, “Uh, no pun intended.”

“I dunno,” answered Spike with a shrug. “Maybe it’s because you took that rainbow friendship blast back on that night in Canterlot City.”

“Regardless of how it is possible,” stated Rarity, “I think we can all agree that we should not take our immunity for granted. After all, if the sirens succeed in expanding the reach of their spell across all regions, they we shall well and truly remain their sole opposition.”

“Fine by me!” boasted Rainbow Dash. “We’ll show ‘em what happens when they mess with special Master Builders, like us!”

Sunset let out a sad sigh as she leaned forward against the railing and muttered, “Except I’ll never be anywhere nearly as talented at the rest of you.”

“Don’t feel so bad,” Fluttershy reassured. “You did come up with a very good plan. I’m sure you would make a great Master Builder.”

“If that ain’t a sign of creativity, Ah don’t know what is,” added Applejack as she placed a hand on Sunset’s shoulder.

Sunset turned her gaze forward towards the approaching entrance to the harbor and LEGO Headquarters just beyond it. “I’m gonna go check on Twilight,” she muttered as she turned and walked away, leaving the rest of the team with expressions of uncertainty as they watched her depart.

Sunset climbed up the outside stairs and reached the captain’s quarters. She opened the door and found Twilight snoozing with her head resting on the table, upon which were many countless sheets of parchment scattered about. Sunset raised an eyebrow as she asked, “Uh, Twilight?”

Twilight suddenly bolted upright and glanced around wildly as she exclaimed, “Huh— Wha— I’m paper— I-I mean, awake!” She glanced over at Sunset sheepishly as she removed a sheet of parchment that had been on top of her head and set it down on the table with the others.

Sunset walked over to the table and glanced with wide eyes at the big mess on it. “Have you been up all night working on the counter-spell?” she asked.

Twilight hastily gathered up all of the scattered sheets into a messy pile as she nervously replied, “Oh, uh, j-just taking notes on all the possibilities I could come up with. We only get one shot at this, so it has to be perfect.”

“Anything that’s complete?” asked Sunset.

“Well… not really,” admitted Twilight. As she picked up the messy pile of parchment sheets in her arms, she quickly added, “Though I’m sure I can patch together something good with what I’ve got. It’ll be like working with Lego bricks.”

Sunset glanced down sadly and opened her mouth to speak.

“I know, you don’t have any creative talents,” Twilight quickly spoke up. “No need to remind me.”

Sunset sighed. “Why does it all come so easy to you, Twilight?” she asked. “You’ve been exposed to this world for only a few days, and yet you’re able to build things just as well as anyone else. Why is it that I still struggle to understand creativity?”

Twilight had no immediate answer. She gazed downward and considered what she could say. It wasn’t long until she smiled and turned her attention back to Sunset. “It’s actually not as hard as you make it out to be,” she said calmly. “I mean, sure I got a little helpful advice from Celestia Playwell when I first came to this world, but once I realized just how endless the possibilities really are, I didn’t find it to be intimidating at all. In fact, I actually found it quite liberating. You might see it as so many options that it would be too overwhelming to even think of any ideas, but for a Master Builder, they see endless potential to create anything to their heart’s desire.”

Sunset glanced up at Twilight, astonished by the insightful advice she was hearing.

“They say the only limit is the imagination,” added Twilight, “and if you could just open your mind to all the possibilities, then even you can create just about anything.”

Once Twilight had finished her inspiring advice, Sunset Shimmer couldn’t help but smile. Although the former criminal still had serious doubts about her abilities, she was finally starting to realize that even someone as seemingly talentless as herself could have potential.

The pleasant moment was cut short by the familiar sound of a certain series of vocalizing. Sunset and Twilight turned to the door, gave a worried glance to each other, and then rushed out the door. A few sheets of parchment came loose from Twilight’s grip and fluttered away as she quickly followed Sunset over to the rest of the team.

“It be them!” shouted a very panicked Captain Storm Wave. “It be the Dazzlings!” He immediately threw his hands up to the sides of his head and started singing a random sea shanty as loudly as possible.

Meanwhile, the team stared ahead towards Lego City, where they and everyone else on the ship could clearly hear the latest song of the sirens. “I guess this means they’ve finished building all those broadcasting towers,” remarked Spike as the first lyric of the song played out.

“Then it’s go time!” declared Rainbow Dash. “Get to the submarine!”

“No! Not yet!” exclaimed Sunset as she immediately stood in Rainbow’s way. “We can’t detach the sub until after we’ve entered the harbor.”

“I don’t think that’s going to happen without them,” said Fluttershy worriedly as she gestured up at the rigging, where the crew of pirates and buccaneers remained perfectly still as they stared ahead and listened to the Dazzlings’ song.

“Then what can we do?” asked Twilight desperately. “If we can’t even enter the harbor, then we might lose our only chance to stop them!”

One particularly loud lyric from Storm Wave’s sea shanty caught everyone’s attention. As they watched him pace around near the ship’s wheel with his ears covered, Rarity couldn’t help but remark, “I may not be familiar with pirate music, but I’m fairly sure that’s a rather poor example.”

“No, I think he’s got the right idea,” said Sunset as a smile appeared on her face. “We need to prevent the crew from hearing the sirens’ song, and I’m sure that pretty much anything could work.”

“But if we’re gonna cover everyone on this ship, then we’ll need somethin’ loud,” Applejack pointed out.

“I got just the thing!” said Rainbow Dash excitedly as she suddenly pulled out a vinyl record. “All I need is a super-sized surround-sound speaker system.”

“Coming right up!” exclaimed Pinkie Pie cheerfully before she started rushing around the ship, rapidly reassembling random Lego pieces into dozens of subwoofers. Once the final part of the extensive sound system was completed, she rushed back to the team and happily shouted, “Ta-da!”

“Wow, Pinkie,” remarked Twilight quietly as she glanced around at all the speakers and subwoofers that were now installed in just about every nook and cranny of the pirate ship. “Your talents will never cease to amaze me.”

Rainbow Dash didn’t waste any time as she placed her record on the turntable, cranked up the volume to the max, and moved her hand over the play button. “Hey, pirates!” she shouted up to the rigging. “Get ready to ROCK!” And with that, she slammed her fist on the play button.

The initial blast of music from the speakers was so intense that it almost felt like an explosion. At maximum volume, the rapid banging of drums and screeching of an electric guitar was almost deafening. Each booming beat of the bass shook the entire ship, causing each member of the team to not only have their feet bounce off the deck but also their hair pieces to bounce off their heads. The high-intensity heavy metal rock music had certainly been enough to shake the crew back to reality, although much of the team was unsure if such an absurdly excessive effort was even worth it.

“Goodness, Rainbow!” shouted Rarity over the insanely loud music as she desperately tried to cover her ears and hold her hair piece on her head. “Where in the world did you get such barbaric music?!”

Unlike the rest of the team, Rainbow Dash was thrilled to listen to her heavy metal rock music, even going so far as to play an imaginary guitar. “I made it myself!” answered Rainbow excitedly before she lip-synched the first lyric. “It’s about how awesome I am!” she added, then lip-synched the next lyric.

“We’ll appreciate you taste in music later!” shouted Sunset. “Right now, we need to get into the harbor!”

“What?!” shouted Pinkie Pie, despite being right next to Sunset.

Sunset ignored the pink party girl and turned her attention up to the rigging. Knowing very well that the crew would never be able to hear her, she simply waved her arms around and mouthed the word “go” over and over.

It took the crew a moment to understand what was going on, but once they saw Sunset’s request, they all nodded to each other and returned to their posts. They were able to continue their tasks up in the rigging, despite the booming music shaking everything with each beat. After all, they were the crew of Captain Storm Wave on the Hurricane. Their particular claim to fame as pirates was that they could sail through even the roughest of conditions. They had successfully sailed this ship more than once through the heart of a category five tropical storm, so loud rock music was practically nothing to them.


Inside LEGO Headquarters, the three sirens had gathered in the briefing area within the massive spaceship hangar — for which the front wall was the backside of the front tower, the retractable roof sloped down until it reached the floor at the back, and the side walls were built entirely out of transparent Lego bricks. They stood beside Kjeld Playwell on the elevated platform in front of the massive display screen. Currently on that screen was a complete map of the entire Lego World, with the locations of each broadcasting tower marked and surrounded by a circular zone. Those zones were red at first, but in rapid succession within only a minute, all of them turned green.

“As you can see, ladies,” stated Kjeld, “the complete worldwide system is fully functional and operating exactly as intended. As we speak, everyone who is capable of hearing the outside world is now listening to your latest song.”

“Excellent,” said Adagio with a nod of approval. “I believe we should celebrate with a live concert tonight, right in front of this building. Send out invitations to everyone in Lego City. I have a feeling that we can expect a massive audience.”

Kjeld nodded and began tapping on one of the keyboards on the large console under the massive screen.

Adagio turned away from the leader of the Lego World and spoke quietly to her two companions. “This is it, girls. With phase four completed, tonight’s concert will be the fifth and final phase of the plan: making our established hold on this world permanent.”

Two beeps in rapid succession suddenly caught everyone’s attention. Kjeld glanced down at which alarm had just been triggered and raised an eyebrow. “That’s odd,” he muttered. “We seem to have an unauthorized vessel in the harbor.”

Adagio rolled her eyes, frustrated at being interrupted from relishing her latest victory. “On-screen,” she requested impatiently.

Kjeld tapped a button on the console, which instantly switched the displayed image to show the harbor of Lego City. There were a few regular boats and ships on the water, but there was one particular ship that stood out very conspicuously.

“A pirate ship?” asked Aria incredulously. “What are they doing here?”

“Maybe they got lost and wanna ask for directions,” Sonata speculated with a shrug.

Adagio narrowed her eyes as she looked more intently at the pirate ship on the display screen. The fact that such a thing was in a city harbor at all was weird enough, but she quickly noticed some rather odd details. The sails seem to be rippling quite noticeably, along with the water immediately surrounding the ship itself. After a little more careful observing, she noticed these two subtle movements were not due to natural forces, but rather were rippling at a certain rate. In fact, they seemed to be shifting at the exact same frequency. She had a hunch, and needed confirmation. “Could you increase the audio sensitivity?” she requested.

Kjeld slowly turned a dial on the console. As the volume on the live video increased, a rhythmic booming beat could now be heard. Each ripple of the sails and water was timed perfectly with this beat.

Arai raised an eyebrow as she immediately recognized what this frequent beating really was. “Is that… heavy metal rock music they’re playing?”

“But pirates don’t listen to that kind of music,” Sonata pointed out. She quickly turned to Aria and asked, “Do they?”

Before Aria could respond, Adagio quickly replied, “For once, you’re right, Sonata.” She narrowed her eyes again and rubbed her chin as she continued watching the screen. “Something fishy is going on…”


As Rainbow Dash’s song of awesomeness continued blasting out all over the Hurricane, the team headed below deck and climbed into their submarine. Everyone gathered up all of the supplies they would need for the upcoming mission and loaded them into the sub. After Twilight carried her messy pile of parchment down the ladder, the last minifig to board the submarine was Sunset Shimmer.

Sunset closed the hatch and quickly climbed down the ladder. As everyone took a seat, she announced, “Okay, now that we’re within the harbor, let’s separate from the ship and move in.”

Meanwhile, the heavy metal rock song continued to blare out across the entire pirate ship at maximum volume. After the last few minutes, the ridiculously loud music was starting to take its toll. If one could look closely at the structure of the ship, one would be able to see gaps starting to form between each of the Lego pieces. Eventually, with one more beat of the bass at the end of the second verse, the structure finally gave in. The entire ship completely shattered, resulting in all of its pieces falling apart into little more than a large mass of floating debris.

The submarine had been able to remain intact, thankfully, though everyone inside has definitely heard the music suddenly stop and felt the light shutter as the sub broke free.

Sunset quickly glanced out through one of the windows and saw all the floating debris up at the surface. “Or that could work,” she weakly said with an uneasy smile.

Rainbow Dash simply shrugged before she switched on the engine and began to pilot the submarine straight ahead towards LEGO Headquarters.

Meanwhile, up on the surface, the crew of pirates and buccaneers was forced to grab on to any piece of floating debris they could get their hands on. Captain Storm Wave gasped for air once he finally breached the surface. As he looked around at the remains of his ship while treading water, he grumbled, “This be the reason why us pirates never attend a rock concert.”


Back at the briefing area of LEGO Headquarters, the Dazzlings and Kjeld had just witnessed the catastrophic collapse of that pirate ship on the giant display screen.

Aria crossed her arms as she scoffed and muttered, “So much for that.”

“So I guess that’s problem solved, right?” asked Sonata.

“Not quite,” replied Adagio. She turned to Kjeld. “Send out a patrol boat. Have them search the debris for anything unusual.”

Kjeld nodded and tapped a few buttons on the console.


Inside the submarine, Sunset continued to carefully watch outside through the window. It wasn’t long until she noticed the bottom of a small boat speed across the surface right above them and leave behind a noticeable wake. “That must be the patrol boat,” she noted. “Let’s move in.”

As they arrived at the LEGO Headquarters building, Rainbow Dash carefully maneuvered the submarine through the underwater entrance. She slowed down the sub as she noticed a solid end to the passage and a yellowish orange light coming from above. She briefly reversed the propeller, then stopped it completely once the sub came to a halt.

Sunset pulled out the periscope and slowly spun it all the way around as she looked through it. After a few seconds of silent observation, she finally said, “All clear. Bring us up.”

Rainbow flipped a few switches, causing the submarine to rise up and emerge into the dimly-lit room of the hidden dock.

Sunset quickly climbed up the ladder, opened the hatch, and stepped out onto the top of the submarine. Next, Applejack picked up a few long and narrow plate pieces and passed them up to Sunset, who then laid them out to form a makeshift bridge between the sub and the dock. Once the crude bridge was ready, Rarity and Pinkie Pie grabbed some of the supplies and carried them up the ladder and over onto the dock.

“Great work, team!” Rainbow Dash called back to the others. She leaned back in her seat and moved to rest her feet on the navigational controls as she smugly added, “Those sirens will never even know what hit ‘em.” But as she placed her feet on the console, she accidentally kicked one of the switches, which made the engine suddenly activate at full speed ahead.

Everyone on the submarine stumbled from the sudden unexpected motion. Sunset immediately reached down and grabbed onto the bridge pieces to prevent them from sliding off. The sub didn’t go far before it slammed into the end of the underwater passage. The impact shattered the front window and allowed water to quickly start gushing inside.

“Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot!” shouted a soaked and very panicked Rainbow Dash as she quickly backed away from the flood. “Everybody out! We’re sinking!” She immediately rushed up the ladder and over onto the dock.

As Fluttershy quickly climbed up the ladder, Twilight gathered up all of her parchment into a messy pile in her arms, while Applejack immediately grabbed the rest of the supplies. Once Fluttershy was out of the hatch, Applejack then tossed those supplies up and out of the sub, where Sunset caught them and quickly passed them over to the dock. Once everything was out, Applejack rushed up the ladder.

The water flooding into the sub was already above her knees by the time Twilight finally approached the ladder. She quickly shoved all of her papers under her right arm so that her left hand was free to help her climb the ladder. She made it up a few rungs, but then slipped on her next step. She yelped as she instinctively reached both hands up to grab onto the ladder. She had managed to avoid falling off the ladder, but when she glanced down, she realized that it came at a terrible price. “Oh no!” she exclaimed as she saw all of her sheets of parchment floating in the water.

“Twilight! Get outta there!” shouted Applejack.

Twilight hesitated as she glanced back and forth between the hatch above and her ruined counter-spell efforts below. She eventually realized that preserving her own life was always a top priority, so she resumed climbing up the ladder. She quickly climbed out of the hatch and made her way across the crude bridge to the dock, where the rest of the team had already made it to safety. Rarity had already taken out a towel and was helping Rainbow Dash dry herself off.

Twilight turned back and watched with the others as their custom-built submarine slowly sank beneath the waves for the last time. When the opened hatch passed below the waterline, all of the parchment that she had dropped floated out and began to spread apart.

“Uh, is that what I think it is?” asked Spike, voicing everyone’s biggest concern right at that moment.

Twilight sighed and sadly answered, “Unfortunately, yes.” As one of the sheets of parchment floated closer, she decided to reach down and fish it out of the water. Her worst fears were confirmed when she saw that the ink on the soaked parchment was now smeared beyond recognition. She let out a defeated sigh. “I can’t salvage any of this.” She then tossed the ruined parchment back into the water.

“Then let’s just hope ya memorized most of it, ‘cause there sure ain’t no goin’ back now,” stated Applejack as she gestured at the site of the now-sunken submarine.

“At least we were able to salvage the rest of our operation,” Rarity pointed out, patting one of the luggage cases resting by her feet.

“But that counter-spell was the most crucial piece of all,” stressed Twilight. “Without it, there’s no way we can complete this mission.”

“I’m sorry, Twilight, but you’d better follow Applejack’s advice,” said Sunset Shimmer. “As much as I hate it, I’m afraid she’s right. There’s definitely no way we can turn back now. We need to move forward and keep going.”

“State your business.”

Everyone on the team immediately snapped their attention backwards to the source of that mechanical voice and saw a single robotic guard standing right behind them.

Twilight smiled nervously as she quickly answered, “Oh, uh, d-don’t mind us. We’re just, um… Visiting! Yeah, we, uh, have an appointment with someone.”

“Who are you here to see?” asked the robot.

Twilight shifted her eyes back and forth rapidly as she nervously replied, “W-we’re here to see, um…”

“Your butt!” shouted Rainbow Dash as she suddenly rushed up to the robot and gave him a swift roundhouse kick to the head.

The robot immediately began jerking around uncontrollably as sparks started flying from his joints. “Error. Error. Errorrrrrrr…” spoke the robot before he finally shut down, his torso leaning all the way forward. Since he happened to be facing away from the team at the moment this happened, this resulted in the disabled robot apparently aiming his read end at them.

“Uh… I didn’t mean that literally,” muttered Rainbow Dash.

Applejack rolled her eyes before she stepped up to the disabled robot and gave a hard kick to his rear end, sending him flying across the room and then smashing to pieces as he hit the floor. “We’d best get a move on before more show up,” she grumbled.

“She’s right,” said Sunset with a nod of agreement. She turned to the rest of the team as she continued, “You all know what you need to do, so let’s move out and save the Lego World from the sirens.”

Most of the others said various words of agreement before they split up into their respective groups and made their way over to different doorways out of the room.

All except for Spike, who remained standing in the same place as he glanced around in confusion. “H-hey! Wait! Wait!” he cried out desperately, but none of the others noticed him as they all left the room. “What was I supposed to do again?”

Spike continued to glance around with uncertainty until his eyes eventually fell on a dark grey small grate covering an air vent that seemed to be just barely big enough to fit a small minifig like himself. He simply shrugged and said to himself, “Oh well. If ever there was a moment to be in a spy movie…” He ran up to the grate and swiftly removed it with surprising ease. He turned around, backed up into the air duct, and pulled the grate back into place. He couldn’t help but chuckle mischievously as he began to crawl through the air ducts.

With the room now completely vacated, relative silence finally returned to the hidden dock. The only visible evidence of anything having happened in here was dozens of parchment pages floating on the water and the pile of robot parts in the corner. After a quiet moment, something unusual suddenly shot up out of the water and began bobbing on the surface: Spike’s double-decker couch.


Never thought I’d find myself doing this again, thought Sunset Shimmer solemnly as she crept her way through the hallways of the sub-basement. It was a strange feeling, seeing herself retracing the same footsteps she had made just over six months ago, except now her intentions were much more pure. It was also ironic to think that it had been her first run through these same hallways that would start off the series of unlikely events that ultimately led to her ongoing efforts at reformation. She decided to set aside these reflections for now. After all, she was in the middle of infiltrating this facility, and she had to stay focused on her task.

Sunset stopped at a corner as she heard some whistling coming from a nearby hallway to the right. She slowly peeked her head around the corner and saw a security guard patrolling the hallway. Fortunately, the whistling guard happened to be walking away, and she only needed to wait for him to turn left down another hallway before she proceeded down this one.

Halfway down the hallway, Sunset arrived at her destination: the doorway into the storage room, protected by a lock for “Authorized Personnel Only”. She pulled out her fake ID card and glanced down at it for a moment. The portrait that was on it was definitely her old self: furrowed brow and a wicked smile, as if boasting that she was unstoppable. Her real face gazing down at the card showed something much different: sadness and uncertainty.

Sunset shook her head, silently snapping herself back to reality. I hope this thing still works, she thought as she turned the 1x2 tile around in her hand and then inserted it into the security lock. The panel lightly beeped once as a green light came on. Sunset smiled as she put away her card and opened the door.

After quietly shutting the door behind her, Sunset glanced around at the storage room. She noticed that a few things had been moved around since the last time she was here, but for the most part, this huge room had been left largely untouched.

Sunset walked over to a nearby stack of large crates and reached into a gap between two of them on the bottom. She smiled as she felt something and then pulled it out. “I can’t believe it’s still here,” she remarked quietly as she looked at the scroll in her hands with a ballpoint pen attached to it. She removed the pen and unrolled the scroll, which turned out to be so long that the end of it fell to the floor and continued forward over a distance of about half a dozen studs.

“Well, better get started,” said Sunset as she glanced down at the first item on her inventory list.


Just one floor above, in the upper basement, Applejack and Pinkie Pie carefully made their way through the hallways on their way to the master control room. Despite remembering well what they had to do, simply getting through this maze of hallways proved to be quite challenging.

“Ya sure this is the right way to go?” asked Applejack.

“Absolutely!” replied Pinkie Pie cheerfully. “I studied Sunset’s sketches enough that I’m able to remember the whole thing like it’s the back of my hand.” She glanced down at her right hand, but then her grin fell as she turned her hand around a few times. “Uh, which side is the back side? It’s kinda hard to tell when it’s this perfectly symmetrical claw shape.”

Applejack simply frowned and rolled her eyes as she continued walking ahead.

They were about to make a left turn at the next hallway, but Applejack decided to play it safe by silently peeking around the corner, with Pinkie Pie following close behind. Their cautiousness turned out to be a wise decision, as they discovered two robotic guards standing in that next hallway.

“Darn it,” muttered Applejack. “More robots.”

Pinkie Pie raised an eyebrow and whispered, “You know, isn’t it kinda weird to see robots in a City Region? I always thought that you’d only see them in the Space Region.”

“Good point,” whispered Applejack in response. “Ah reckon the sirens had somethin’ to do with all this.”

“Does their magic work on robots?” asked Pinkie quietly. “Or do they just tell engineers that are already under their spell to program the robots to act like they’re under their spell?”

Before Applejack could think of a response, she saw the pair of robot guards turn and begin walking towards the corner they were hiding behind. “Uh oh, here they come,” she quietly alerted her teammate.

“Quick! Hide!” whispered Pinkie Pie quickly as she turned away and dove headfirst into a nearby trashcan, somehow managing to instantly squeeze her entire body inside it and flip it upside down.

Applejack glanced around nervously, desperate to find any suitable hiding place. She eventually noticed the photocopier next to the now upside down trashcan. She simply shrugged before she yanked off the top of the photocopier, climbed into the empty space inside, and then pulled the top back into place over her head.

Just seconds later, the pair of robot guards arrived in the hallway. They walked past the upside down trashcan, but then stopped in front of the photocopier. Faint mechanical whirring could be heard as the two robots glanced back and forth between the photocopier and each other.

Eventually, one of the robots asked, “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

The second robot laughed mischievously in response.

“Do it,” egged on the first robot as he open the lid.

The second robot jumped up and sat down atop the opened photocopier and pressed the start button. Both robots laughed as they watched the first few sheets of paper come out, displaying the second robot’s rear end.

Suddenly, the photocopier practically exploded, stunning both robots as a very furious Applejack ripped apart her hiding place. She quickly spun around, placed both hands on the floor, and kicked back with both legs against the first robot, sending him slamming into the opposite wall.

“Errorrrr…” spoke the first robot before shutting off.

Applejack pinned down the second robot with her foot on his chest, then gripped his head with both hands and yanked on it.

“Error. Error! ERROR!” spoke the second robot, his voice getting progressively higher until his head finally came off, releasing a big shower of sparks from his neck joint.

Applejack then chucked the robot head all the way down to the other end of the hallway. With her fists and teeth clenched, she panted audibly for a few seconds, her chest and shoulders visibly rising and falling with each breath. “If Ah gotta stare at another robot butt, it’ll be too soon!” she grumbled.

“Wow, Applejack, that sounded awesome!” remarked Pinkie Pie, her voice echoing from within the upside down trashcan. “Too bad I missed seeing it. Oh well!” She then quickly stood up, pushing the trashcan up from over her body, leaving only her head still covered by it. She gripped the handles of the trashcan and tried to push it the rest of the way off, but was surprised to find that it didn’t even budge. She kept pushing as much as she could, but no matter how hard she tried, the trashcan remained firmly over her head. “Oh boy. I’m stuck,” she muttered.

Applejack rolled her eyes as she walked over to Pinkie and grabbed onto that trashcan. She was able to tug much harder, but even she was struggling to remove that trashcan.

“Owie owie owie owie!” exclaimed Pinkie Pie, flailing her arms around wildly.

Not wanting to rip off Pinkie’s head, Applejack relented and let go of the trashcan. “Dagnabbit, Pinkie!” she exclaimed in frustration. “We ain’t got time for this! Let’s just get to the master control room before we draw any attention to ourselves.” She then began to quickly head down the hallway.

“Right behind you, AJ!” replied Pinkie cheerfully before running forward, only to slam right into a wall. “Whoops. Wrong way.” She turned around and ran forward, only to slam into the opposite wall. “Whoopsie. Wrong way, again.” She turned and prepared to run again.

“Oh for cryin’ out loud,” grumbled Applejack as she grabbed Pinkie by the arm and practically dragged her away in the correct direction.

After a quick run down the hall, they arrived at a corner in the hallway that went to the left. Applejack held back Pinkie and peeked her head around the corner, just in time to watch two security guards leave the master control room and walk down the hallway in the opposite direction from where she was.

“I dunno about you, but I could really go for one of those burrito platters,” remarked one of the guards.

“Extra garlic and onions?” asked the second guard.

“Oh yeah,” the first guard practically drooled.

Once the two guards had turned down another hallway and out of sight, Applejack quickly moved in while still guiding Pinkie Pie by her arm. They soon stopped in front of the door to the room, where Applejack noticed a yellow sticky note with the message “out to lunch” written on it. Applejack couldn’t help but smirk at this stroke of good fortune as she removed the note and crumpled it up. She pulled out her fake ID card and briefly glanced at her portrait printed on the 1x2 tile before she inserted it into the security lock. The panel next to the door beeped once and a green light came on, followed by the automatic door sliding open. Applejack practically shoved Pinkie Pie into to room, and once they were both inside, the door automatically closed right behind them.

Now that they were both safely inside the master control room, Applejack told Pinkie, “You just worry about gettin’ rid of that trashcan. ‘Till then, Ah’ll just try mah best with this here computer.”

As Pinkie resumed tugging on the trashcan over her head, Applejack ran over to the middle of the room and jumped over a guardrail. As soon as she walked up to the central console, an image of a digital Lego head and face suddenly appeared on all three of the large display screens and spoke, “I am the computer.”

Applejack stopped and raised an eyebrow. “Huh. Talkin’ computer. That’s a new one,” she flatly remarked. “Let’s see, uh…” she glanced over the central console as she considered what she should attempt first. She decided to just go straight for the talking computer and requested, “Disable all security systems.”

“Of course,” responded the computer.

Applejack grinned. Well, that was easy, she thought.

A few seconds later, the computer stated, “There are no movies in your area with that title.”

Applejack’s smile quickly fell. “Uh… this might take a while,” she said uncertainly to Pinkie Pie, who soon lost her balance and fell over on her back, the trashcan clanging against the metallic floor.


Rarity took a good look at herself in the bathroom mirror, as her disguise was now almost complete. She wore a grey skirt over a pair of legs that were now completely black, except for a ruby red around the feet. Her torso was a crimson red with detailing on the front and back that gave off the impression of a snug fit over a feminine body. Her arms and hands were completely bare, except for a faux diamond watch on her right wrist. On her face, she had applied red lipstick and eye shadow that was a darker shade of blue than she normally wore. She had removed her standard hair piece and was now ready to add on the final touch to her disguise.

Rarity picked up an auburn hair piece that was tied up in a large bun and carefully fitted it on her head. Once the false hair was sitting comfortably on her head, she smiled. “Perfect,” she remarked contently. “Why, I can hardly even recognize myself.”

“A-are you sure this is going to work?” asked Fluttershy nervously. She didn’t have a skirt over her legs, which were now a solid navy blue. She had white arms and an olive green torso with detailing on the front with four pockets — two on each side of a vest over a white shirt. The hair piece on her head was dark brown and was straight and short, not quite reaching her shoulders. She also had pink eye shadow on her face — applied with help from Rarity, of course.

“Absolutely, dear,” replied Rarity confidently. “You know how much I have an eye for detail, and if these disguises aren’t effective enough, then simply I don’t know what else could possibly work.”

“I-if you say so,” muttered Fluttershy uncertainly as she glanced down at her feet.

“And for Ole’s sake, darling, please get rid of that shovel!” scolded Rarity as she snatched the shovel out of Fluttershy’s hands and tossed it into the nearby trashcan. “You’re going to raise a lot of eyebrows if you keep carrying that silly thing around.”

“I-I just can’t help it,” admitted Fluttershy quietly as she nervously tapped her hands together. “We’re about to do something really scary, and I need something to hold onto.”

“Well then, if you must hold something, then you can at least carry our luggage,” suggested Rarity as she gestured at the two big luggage cases on the floor.

Fluttershy gazed down at the luggage cases for a moment before she sighed and grabbed the handles. As Rarity walked over to the door out of the bathroom, Fluttershy turned her attention back to her and asked, “But won’t they recognize our voices?”

“Already considered, dear,” replied Rarity. “I happen to have the perfect accent in mind for moi.”

“What about me?” asked Fluttershy.

“Just remain perfectly silent,” replied Rarity with a dismissive wave of a hand. “I am certain that you, of all people, should be fully capable of that.”

“Okay,” whispered Fluttershy reluctantly before she picked up the luggage cases, which she found to be surprisingly heavy.

Rarity walked up to the door and placed her hand on the handle. “Put on your best poker face, darling,” she stated. “It’s showtime.” She then smiled contently as she pulled open the door and walked out of the ladies restroom, followed closely by Fluttershy.

The two disguised minifigs proceeded through the hallways of one of the upper floors as they searched for any clues on where the Dazzlings might be. After a few minutes, Rarity was eventually fortunate enough to catch a brief glimpse of two of them entering a room. She silently gestured for Fluttershy to follow and they both casually walked up to the now-closed door. Rarity leaned close to the door and listened carefully to the faint voices inside that room.

“I am pleased that you girls appreciate these accommodations,” said a masculine voice.

“Don’t mention it, Mr. Playwell,” responded a feminine voice. “We’re just glad that you are willing to help us keep an eye on things.”

“On that note, I’d better get back to my office,” said Mr. Playwell. “I’ll see you at tonight’s concert.”

The door opened and out stepped Kjeld. As he shut the door, he noticed the disguised Rarity and Fluttershy standing nearby, to whom he gave a smile and a single nod before he turned away and headed down the hallway.

Both disguised girls smiled on the outside, but on the inside, they felt very uneasy to have witnessed the leader of the entire Lego World being played like a puppet by the sirens. With that little reminder of how much was at stake, they were finally determined to play out their part of the infiltration.

Once Kjeld had left the hallway, the two girls stepped over to stand in front of the doorway. Rarity grasped the door handle, cleared her throat, and then threw the door open. The door slammed against the wall, catching the immediate attention of all three sirens inside the room.

“Ah! Bonjour!” greeted Rarity, speaking with the thickest French accent she could manage as she proudly marched into the room. “I am Madame Elegance! Fashion designer extraordinaire!” She struck a few dramatic poses as she spoke, while Fluttershy stepped into the room and stopped right behind her.

Aria furrowed her brow and placed her hands on her hips as she rudely asked, “Who invited you?”

“I am ‘ere to offer you my talented services,” answered Rarity, doing her best to keep that faux grin plastered on her face. “After all, you are very wonderful singers, is zat correct?”

“You could say that,” replied Adagio casually as she glanced down at one of her hands.

“We’re gonna be preforming a live concert tonight,” said Sonata excitedly. “The entire city has been invited!”

That little piece of news made Rarity feel quite concerned, but she was careful to not let that show on her face. Instead, she maintained her act and said, “Ah, but if you are to be performing in front of an audience tonight, zen you must look as beautiful as you sound, oui oui?”

“Hey, you’re right!” beamed Sonata. “A special occasion deserves a special outfit!” She turned to her fellow sirens and asked, “What do ya say?”

Adagio glanced up and away for a moment, then shrugged and replied, “I don’t see why not. We’ve got plenty of time to spare.”

“I don’t know,” muttered Aria as she crossed her arms. “I’d rather do something better with my time.”

Rarity was starting to get very worried by a possible denial of her offer, though she continued to maintain her façade. Fluttershy, on the other hand, had her eyes closed and her teeth clenched, not out of fear, but rather by how much she was struggling to keep holding up those heavy luggage cases.

“Aw, come on, Aria,” pleaded Sonata. “It could be fun. Please?” She clasped her hands together made her eyes as big as possible.

Aria was unable to resist Sonata’s sad-puppy face for more than a few seconds before she sighed and grumbled, “Fine, whatever.”

“Wonderful!” exclaimed Rarity excitedly. “Let us get started, shall we? Assistant!” She quickly clapped her hands twice. “You may begin unpacking.”

It was right at that moment that Fluttershy’s arms finally gave out. Her arms popped out from her shoulder joints, allowing the luggage cases to crash to the floor and fall over away from her. When she suddenly no longer felt her arms straining, her eyes snapped open and her mouth gaped as she glanced down to find that her arms had come off and were still grasping the handles on those cases. She glanced up and saw the others were now staring at her in confusion. Unable to say anything, she responded with a nervous grin as she blushed.


On another floor of LEGO Headquarters, Twilight Sparkle silently gazed around a corner to the right in the hallways. She knew which way to go, but noticed that there was an employee currently walking through the next hallway, so she had no choice but to wait for him to move along.

“Hey, uh, remind me again why we’ve got sponges tied to the bottom of our feet,” Rainbow Dash suddenly asked while gesturing toward her feet.

Twilight snapped her attention back to her teammate and immediately shushed her, then quickly glanced around and listened carefully for a few seconds. When the relative silence confirmed that no one had heard her friend’s outburst, she quietly answered, “It’s to minimize the noise of our footsteps. Maybe it’s because I’m not used to being made out of plastic, but I’ve noticed that these feet against a hard surface can be pretty noisy.”

Twilight glanced around the corner again just in time to see the employee walk around the corner at the other end of the hallway. With this hallway now clear, she silently waved her arm forward, and she and Rainbow Dash quickly crept through the hall. Just as Twilight had expected, the only noise they made as they moved was the faint hissing of air as the sponges compressed with each step they took. It wasn’t total silence, but it was definitely a lot quieter than the clacking of plastic. Once they arrived at the end of the hallway, they both crouched down behind the corner of their next turn.

“Wow, that worked out pretty nicely,” Rainbow Dash quietly remarked with a grin. “It’s almost like we’re ninjas.”

Twilight shushed her friend again before peeking around the next corner to the left. A few seconds later, she gave the all-clear signal to Rainbow and they both moved through the next hallway. They repeated this process at each corner; another left, a right, then another right.

As they stopped at the next corner, Rainbow quietly asked, “Am I the only one noticing that we’re not going in a straight line?”

“These sponges can get us past the audio sensors,” Twilight quietly answered, “but to get past the motion sensors, we would have to move extremely slowly, and I’m pretty sure that’s something you’d rather not do.”

“Point taken.”

They made a left at the next corner. Then they went right at the following corner, but made it only halfway through the hall when they suddenly heard a metallic banging and some sloshing water. Rainbow Dash glanced down and realized that she had just stepped into a bucket of water.

“Darn it,” muttered Rainbow as she quickly shook the bucket off her foot and continued after her teammate. However, the sponge on her right foot had now absorbed so much water that it squished rather loudly with each step she took, as well as leave a small puddle on the floor. Twilight almost cringed with each step Rainbow took with her right leg, fearing each time that it would alert security to their presence.

Thankfully, they arrived at the next hallway intersection without triggering any of the audio sensors. Twilight very briefly glanced around and once she was sure that all the surrounding halls were clear, she turned left and immediately rushed into a small alcove in the wall to the right. Rainbow quickly followed her into the alcove and quietly sat down on the floor.

Rainbow Dash sighed in frustration and grumbled, “So much for stealth.” Reluctantly, she began untying the damp sponge on her right foot.

As soon as Twilight sat down on the floor next to her teammate, her eyes suddenly widened as she began to hear two pairs of clacking footsteps out in the hall.

“Did you hear something?” asked one guy.

“I think it came from over here,” replied a female voice.

Twilight and Rainbow sat perfectly still, waiting tensely to see if they might be discovered. The clacking footsteps steadily came closer and closer until they eventually stopped at the intersection.

The guy let out a frustrated sigh and grumbled, “Darn janitor forgot to put away that bucket again.”

“Seriously? Ugh!” complained the girl. “Somebody oughta fire that guy. He’s a workplace hazard.”

Those footsteps were now growing steadily fainter. Eventually, Twilight let out a quiet sigh of relief as relative silence finally returned to the hallways. She glanced over at Rainbow and raised an eyebrow as she watched her remove the dry sponge on her other foot. “What are you doing?” she quietly asked.

“Well I can’t exactly run around on just one foot,” replied Rainbow Dash. Once she had removed both sponges from her feet, she turned to Twilight. “Better call AJ about those security systems.”

Twilight nodded and pulled out her walkie-talkie. She switched it on and quietly spoke, “Applejack. What’s our status with the security systems?”


“It ain’t lookin’ good right now,” responded Applejack, holding her walkie-talkie in her right hand while pounding various buttons on the central console with her other hand. “Ah’m tryin’ just about everythin’ on this here control panel an’ nothin’ seems to be workin’.”

“Downloading latest episode of Where are my Pants?,” stated the computer.

“Where the heck are ya gettin’ ‘pants’ from?!” exclaimed Applejack in frustration. “Ah never said anythin’ close to that!”

Over the walkie-talkie, Twilight asked, “Well, why don’t you follow Sunset’s advice and let Pinkie give it a try?”

“That’s a no-go, Ah’m afraid,” replied Applejack. She rolled her eyes as she begrudgingly explained, “She got her head stuck inside a trashcan.”

Behind Applejack, Pinkie Pie continued to push and pull on the trashcan in numerous ways, but just kept failing to even budge it. Her voice echoed from within the trashcan as she remarked, “By the way, this isn’t my first time inside a trashcan. Funny story. You see, I was—”

“Not now, Pinkie,” Applejack cut off her friend as she resumed hitting random buttons on the console.


Twilight lowered the walkie-talkie and rolled her eyes. She glanced over at Rainbow and saw her give a similar response to the ridiculous news.

Twilight brought the walkie-talkie back up to her face and responded, “Well, just keep trying, then. Rainbow and I have hit a bit of a snag ourselves, and we could really use your help disabling those security systems.”

“Ah wouldn’t count on it if Ah were you,” responded Applejack. “At the rate things are goin’ ‘round here, Ah’m more likely to hit a panic alarm or somthin’ like that.”

“Do you wish to engage Panic Alarm?” spoke the computer voice.

“No no no!” shouted a very panicked Applejack. “No Panic Alarm! Disengage Panic Alarm!”

“Disengaging Panic Alarm,” stated the computer.

“Whew! That was a mighty close call,” spoke Applejack. “Y’all better figure things out on your own, ‘cause Ah sure can’t help y’all right now.”

Twilight hesitantly put away her walkie-talkie and sighed. “Now how are we supposed to advance?” she quietly asked herself. She glanced over at Rainbow Dash and saw that she was now attaching a shaft onto the end of one of her laser pistols. Twilight raised an eyebrow and asked, “What are you doing?”

“You heard what she said,” replied Rainbow as she looked over the laser pistol briefly before putting it away. “We can’t rely on her to bail us outta this one, so it looks like we’ll just have to improvise.” She pulled out her other laser pistol and flashed Twilight a cocky grin. “Rainbow Dash style.”

“Rainbow Dash style?” asked Twilight as she watched her brash teammate attach a second shaft onto the end of that other laser pistol. “What makes that different from just regular improvising?”

“Four words, princess,” Rainbow confidently answered as she put away her second laser pistol and stood up. “No plan?” She swiftly removed a ventilation grate in the wall right behind where she had been sitting. “No problem!” She tossed the grate over to Twilight and quickly crawled through the opening in the wall.

Twilight briefly fumbled with the grate, then carefully crawled over to the opening, backed up through it, and then pulled the grate back into place. She stood up and glanced around at the dimly-lit hallway that had all kinds of pipes and vents along the walls. She and Rainbow happened to be standing on a metallic walkway, through which she could see a few more on the floors below. A glance upwards confirmed that there were also more of these walkways on the floors above as well. “Wow,” remarked Twilight with wonder. “We must be in some kind of service corridor.”

“Awesome!” said Rainbow excitedly. “We can just bypass all the security systems!”

“I wouldn’t necessarily say all of them,” Twilight cautiously pointed out as she removed the sponges that were still tied to her feet, “but hopefully enough to buy Applejack some time.”

“C’mon! Let’s go!” Rainbow called back as she began running off.

Twilight quickly followed and asked, “Are you sure this is the right way to go?”

“Didn’t ya hear what I said?” asked Rainbow Dash rhetorically as she began climbing a ladder. “Who needs a plan when you can do some Rainbow Dash style improvising?”

Twilight began to follow Rainbow up the ladder as she mumbled, “Why do I get the feeling that’ll just lead to more trouble?”

The two minifigs quickly reached the top of the ladder and ran down the walkway. The metallic structure clanged lightly with each step they took. With the background noise of gently humming machinery and the occasional hissing from a pipe, there was less imperative for silence than there had been out in the public hallways, though both girls knew that they still had to be careful to not give away their position.

After a few minutes of running around along walkways, stairs, and ladders, Twilight softly but impatiently said, “Rainbow Dash, this is pointless. I’m pretty sure we’re just going in circles.”

As they both stopped next to a large ventilation grate, Rainbow furrowed her brow as she turned to her teammate and said, “Hey, if you’ve got any ideas, I’d be more than happy to hear ‘em!”

Twilight let out a frustrated sigh. She decided to start by checking in with Applejack, so she pulled out her walkie-talkie and spoke, “How’s progress on those security systems?”


“No better than it was the last time ya called in!” Applejack sharply responded as she practically pounded all over the central console. “Ah’ve hit just about every darn button on this thing an’ it ain’t doin’ anythin’ Ah what it to!”

In the background, Pinkie Pie was desperately trying every possible method she could think of to remove that trashcan. She tried pushing it off while walking backwards, tried banging it against the wall, tried dragging it across the floor while running forward, tried rolling along the floor while trying to pull it off, and even tried scooting around on her butt like a dog for reasons known only to Pinkie. But no matter how much she tried, that trashcan remained stubbornly stuck over her head.

“Searching for Albanian restaurants,” stated the computer.

“Dagnabbit!” exclaimed Applejack in frustration. “You ain’t makin’ a lick o’ sense, ya stubborn mule!”

“I do not understand your accent,” stated the computer.

“Ah ain’t got no accent!” shouted Applejack. She then stomped and flailed her arms around as she hollered, “JUST DISABLE THE GOSH DARN SECURITY SYSTEMS!!”

“Wow!” remarked Pinkie Pie in shock. “Take a chill pill.”

“NOT HELPIN’!!” snapped Applejack.


Twilight sighed as she put away her walkie-talkie.

Rainbow Dash scoffed and sourly remarked, “Y’know, considering how much trouble both our groups seem to be having, I bet Rarity and Fluttershy have it easy.”


“Now zis one would be more your style, oui?” asked Rarity as she held up a dark purple skirt to Adagio.

Adagio rubbed her chin and replied, “Hmm… It’s getting there, but it still seems too… modest for me. I need something that’s much more extravagant. After all, I am the lead singer of this group.”

“Ah, but of course,” said Rarity with a nod as she put away the skirt and dug around through the racks of clothes for something else. Although she appeared on the outside to be enjoying this occasion, she had actually been feeling very tense and uneasy. After all, she and Fluttershy were in the exact same room as the Dazzlings, and she and her timid teammate had to absolutely ensure that those three would not catch on to anything suspicious going on. Therefore, she maintained her excellent poker face and resumed working on Adagio’s performance dress.

Meanwhile, Fluttershy was working on Aria’s performance dress, but hadn’t really made much progress. Although she did well to stay silent and hide her true feelings, there was little doubt that of all three of the sirens, it was Aria who scared her the most. The scowl on the violet girl’s face seemed to be as permanent as a stone carving, while the occasional sighs of displeasure showed that playing dress-up was one of the last things she wanted to be doing right now.

As she was comparing certain fabrics against Aria’s standard wardrobe, Fluttershy’s eyes eventually fell on that strange ruby gemstone attached to that separate pendant piece. She had noticed that all three of the sirens seem to constantly wear them at all times, so she wondered what could be so significant about them. She couldn’t stop her curiosity as she reached a hand up to gently cup the mysterious object.

Fluttershy’s hand was immediately slapped away by the grumpy siren. “Hands off!” snapped Aria.

The disguised yellow girl couldn’t help but flinch and faintly whimper at this violent reaction.

Rarity noticed what had just happened, so she walked over to Fluttershy and calmly suggested, “Uh, assistant? Why don’t you ‘elp Sonata wiz ‘er ensemble? I shall take care of zis one.”

Fluttershy glanced over at the blue siren — who seemed to be having trouble figuring out which end of a skirt was supposed to go up — then turned to Rarity and nodded before walking over to Sonata.

Rarity turned to Aria and calmly said, “My apologies for zat little mis‘ap. I take it zose pendants are very special to you, oui?”

“Absolutely,” confirmed Adagio. “We would just hate to have anything bad happen to them.”

Rarity nodded at the lead siren and said, “Understandable.” She turned her attention back to Aria and continued, “I should ‘ave no problem deciding ‘ow to incorporate zem as part of your performance dresses.”

“Has anyone ever mentioned that you have a horrible accent?” Aria harshly remarked.

Despite it being the first hint that the sirens might be on to her, Rarity maintained her composure and bluffed, “I cannot ‘elp it, madame, for it is ‘oo I am.”

“Whatever,” grumbled Aria as she rolled her eyes.

The disguised white girl reached into a nearby box of fabric and smiled as she pulled out a lime green piece of silk. “Per‘aps zis would be your color.”


Twilight glanced over to the large ventilation grate on her left and as she looked between the gaps, she saw something that made her eyes widen. “Hey, look,” she whispered over to Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow turned to her right to face the grate and glanced through it. The large room on the other side had about a dozen tables set out with approximately four chairs at each table. There were also a few minifigs seated at some of these tables, eating various kinds of food and chatting with their coworkers.

“That must be the cafeteria,” noted Twilight quietly. She turned to Rainbow and smiled as she added, “I think I know which way to go from here.”

“Then lead on, princess,” said Rainbow Dash with a smile.

Twilight quickly led the way along the service corridors, pausing at ladders and intersections before determining the correct path to take. After a few minutes of careful navigation, the two girls arrived at a sudden end in the walkway. There was another walkway ahead, but the gap in between was too wide to jump across, and it was too dark to see how far down it was to the bottom. There was also some kind of platform suspended from a track that appeared to run across the gap, but this platform was currently on the other side.

“It shouldn’t be much further,” said Twilight. “We just need to find a way to get across this gap.”

“Got it covered,” replied Rainbow Dash smugly as she whipped out her laser pistols.

Twilight gasped in shock and quietly exclaimed, “No, you can’t! That’s too noisy!”

“Relax,” reassured Rainbow. “I put silencers on these things for a reason.” She flashed Twilight a cocky grin as she raised the laser pistol in her right hand and said, “Watch me hit that switch on the first shot.”

Twilight glanced over at the suspended platform and noticed a lever on the railing on one side. At the moment, that lever was pointed towards them, so if a shot from a laser bolt could knock it over to the other setting, then it just might activate the platform to move to their side.

Rainbow Dash aimed the laser pistol, fired it — the Pew! noise was notably much fainter than before — and… missed. She fired a second shot, but missed again. Then another shot, and another miss. She fired a few more shots, but they all missed. Finally, she raised her second laser pistol and began firing them both as rapidly as possible. Dozens of laser bolts shot across gap in rapid succession, but all of them completely missed, either hitting the far wall or parts of the nearby railings and walkways. Eventually, one lucky shot finally struck the lever, flipping it over to the other setting and triggering the platform to start moving to their side.

“Ha! See? First shot!” boasted Rainbow Dash.

As soon as Rainbow looked away and holstered her laser pistols, Twilight couldn’t help but smile and roll her eyes.

Once the platform arrived, Twilight and Rainbow stepped onto it. Twilight flipped the lever back over, and the platform carried them safely across the gap. As soon at the platform reached the other side, they stepped off and onto the next walkway.

As they arrived at a three-way intersection, Twilight led Rainbow down the walkway to the left. “The recording studio should be somewhere over there,” said Twilight as she pointed up at the wall on their left side about two floors above. Remarkably, there was a single door up there, reachable by a stairway that happened to lead right down towards the walkway they were on. The two girls glanced at each other, smiled, and proceeded up the stairway.

Once they arrived at the door, Twilight immediately noticed the control panel next to it with the label “Authorized Personnel Only” printed on it. “Security lock,” she noted. She turned to Rainbow and asked, “Got your fake ID?”

Rainbow let out a frustrated sigh and begrudgingly replied, “Left it back in the sub.” She turned to Twilight and asked, “Got yours?”

Twilight chuckled nervously and uneasily answered, “I, uh, asked Sunset Shimmer to hold onto mine for safekeeping, and, uh… I kinda forgot to ask her to give it back.”

Rainbow Dash let out another frustrated sigh. “Well that’s just great,” she grumbled. “We’re just a few steps away from saving the whole Lego World, and the only thing standing in our way is a locked door!” She backed up a few steps and then shoulder-rammed the door, but it did nothing at all. “Eeyup. That’s not gonna give,” she grimly noted.

Twilight sighed and muttered, “She’s not gonna like this, but…” She pulled out her walkie-talkie and spoke, “Applejack, I’m afraid we’ve hit a dead-end. We can’t advance any further. We need those security systems down now.”


Applejack furiously kicked the side of the central console and shouted at her walkie-talkie, “Then y’all are up a creek, ‘cause I’m ‘bout ready to trash this whole gosh brickin’ darn place!”

“Oh, wait!” Pinkie Pie suddenly exclaimed. “I think I got it this time!” She grasped the handles of the trashcan and began twisting it around her head, creating a faint squeak with each revolution. After a few turns, she let go of the handles, grasped her long hair hanging from the back of her head, and yanked down on it. With a metallic burst, the trashcan suddenly shot off her head like a cork from a bottle.

“Freedom!” exclaimed Pinkie Pie, jumping with excitement with a huge grin on her face.

“Finally!” shouted a very exasperated Applejack. She rushed over to Pinkie, grabbed her by the arm, and literally hurled her over to the central console. “You deal with this useless hunk o’ junk!”

Pinkie Pie landed in a heap, but quickly picked herself back up and stared up at the digital Lego head on the display screens. “Um, hi there, Mrs. Computer,” she greeted with a friendly wave. “Could you disable all the security systems pleeeeeeaaa—” She paused to take another breath. “—eeeeeeaaase?”

Applejack furrowed her brow as she looked on with pessimism. That sure ain’t gonna work, she thought.

“Disabling all security systems,” stated the computer.

“WHAT?!” shouted Applejack in absolute disbelief.

“Woohoo! First try!” exclaimed Pinkie Pie as she jumped with excitement.

Applejack simply groaned and flopped forward, smacking her face against a secondary console.

Pinkie Pie’s grin suddenly fell as she placed a hand on her chin and muttered, “Huh. I wonder where that trashcan went.”

Crash!

The discarded trashcan came down right on Applejack’s head, smashing her face against the console before it bounced off and clattered to the floor beside her.

“Oh, there it is!” said Pinkie happily.

Applejack kept her face against the console as she muttered and grumbled all kinds of foul language under her breath.


Twilight grabbed the door handle and turned it. Amazingly, the door opened without any trouble at all.

“Huh. Looks like the hacking team finally came through for us,” remarked Rainbow Dash before stepping into the recording studio.

Twilight put away her walkie-talkie before following her teammate inside. In another stroke of good fortune, the two minifigs discovered that the recording studio was completely deserted at the moment. Despite the current lack of personnel, a few systems within the room seemed to be functioning automatically — including a record player that kept playing a certain song over and over.

Twilight shut the door behind her and listened to a few lyrics from the Dazzlings’ latest song before she said, “So I guess it all comes down to this…” She slowly walked over to the record player, switched it off, and carefully removed the record and set it aside.

“Whoa, whoa, what are you doing?” Rainbow Dash suddenly asked.

Twilight turned to Rainbow and raised an eyebrow. “I’m just removing the sirens’ song,” replied Twilight. “Isn’t that what we’re here to do?”

“But you can’t just set it aside,” argued Rainbow as she swiftly snatched up the vinyl record. “This is their most powerful weapon. You gotta destroy it. Like this!” She threw the record to the floor as hard as she could, shattering it and sending fragments flying across the room.

Twilight flinched at the sudden destruction, then relaxed and uneasily said, “I suppose that’s a more effective measure to take.”

“C’mon,” said Rainbow as she grabbed Twilight by the wrist and dragged her over to the studio half of the room. “I’ve already set up a microphone for ya. There’s no telling how much time we have until somebody realizes the music has stopped, so get in there and start singing that musical counter-spell.”

Twilight stumbled over to the lone microphone that was hanging from the ceiling. She stared at it for a moment, then glanced through the large window to see Rainbow fiddling around with some of the equipment. “Are you improvising ‘Rainbow Dash style’ again?” she asked uncertainly. “I’m not so sure if that’ll help us.”

“Not like we have much of a choice,” retorted Rainbow Dash as she twisted a few random knobs. “Besides, we all saw what happened to that counter-spell you wrote when you left the sub, so just start singing whatever you can remember while I try to figure things out over here.”

Twilight sighed as she hopelessly watched Rainbow continue to mess around in the recording half of the room. Regardless, this was likely their only opportunity, so they were forced to do the best they could with what little they had. With nothing else left to do, Twilight stepped up to the microphone, took a deep breath, and…

The door to the public hallway suddenly opened, and in stepped a certain police officer with a very displeased look on his face.

Twilight gawked for a moment before she quietly asked, “Flash Sentry? What are you doing here?”

Flash glared at Twilight and sharply responded, “I should be asking you that question.” He then lifted open a small glass panel on the wall, underneath which was a large red button.

Twilight’s eyes quickly widened in shock as she suddenly shouted, “No! Don’t!”

Flash Sentry slammed his fist against the red button. Flashing red lights and incredibly loud ringing and buzzing immediately started going off all over the facility. The alarm had been triggered. The team of Master Builders had just been caught.

“Darn it!” shouted Rainbow in panic. “We gotta get outta here!” She immediately rushed for the door to the service corridor, but as soon as she opened it, she found herself in front of a few security guards with their weapons aimed right at her. She yelped and quickly raised her hands. “Double darn it!”

Twilight’s attention was taken away from her teammate when she suddenly felt a pair of handcuffs slapped onto her wrists. She glanced over and saw that it was Flash Sentry who had just placed her under arrest.

“Game over, crook,” Flash stated harshly.

As Twilight glanced down at the handcuffs on her wrists, she was unable to hold back her tears and started to sob.


“Next time, you do all the hackin’,” grumbled Applejack as she and Pinkie Pie walked down the hallway away from the master control room.

Suddenly, flashing red lights and incredibly loud ringing and buzzing started going off all over the facility. The two girls quickly glanced around in panic, then various clicking noises made them spin around to find a dozen security guards aiming their weapons right at them.

“Uh, did Ah say hackin’?” asked Applejack nervously as she and Pinkie quickly raised their hands. “Ah meant, uh…”

“Packing!” continued Pinkie in a surprisingly cheerful tone. “She wants me to do all the packing! Because we’re going on a long and epic road trip! Wanna join us?” She held up a bag of potato chips from seemingly out of nowhere. “I brought snacks!”

One of the security guards responded by firing his laser rifle at the potato chips, vaporizing all but the corner of the bag that Pinkie was holding.

The two caught minifigs stared silently at the sizzling remains of the potato chip bag. “Ah’m thinkin’ that’s a no,” muttered Applejack.


All three sirens were very satisfied with the performance dresses that had been so generously made for them. Adagio had violet on her shoulders, much of her torso, her detailed skirt, and a band around her wrists; lavender around her feet and printed on most of the front of her torso; and a violet hair tie with longer spikes than her regular one. Aria had violet around her feet, white and magenta stripes around her legs, a lime green skirt that was long in the back, aqua green around her lower arms, and dark purple on most of her torso except for around the shoulders on the front and the upper half of the back. Sonata had magenta around her lower legs and most of her torso except for around the shoulders, dark purple on her skirt and lower arms, and a black necktie printed on the front of her torso. But most importantly for all three of them, they all still wore their red gemstone pendants, just as “Madame Elegance” had promised.

“You three are magnifique!” said Rarity with pride.

Suddenly, flashing red lights and incredibly loud ringing and buzzing started going off all over the facility.

“Ahh! Fire! Fire!” shrieked Sonata as she flailed her arms around and hopped from one foot to the other.

“That’s not the Fire Alarm!” shouted Adagio. “That’s the Master Alarm!” She narrowed her eyes as she firmly added, “Which means someone has broken into this building.” Almost right away, she and her two companions turned to the only other occupants in the room.

Rarity and Fluttershy quickly glanced at each other, then back to the sirens. “Ah, I believe it is time for us to depart,” said Rarity with a slight hint of nervousness. The two disguised girls quickly shoved all of the discarded pieces of clothing into their large luggage cases, crammed them shut, and then picked them up. Before they rushed for the door, Rarity spared just enough time to give one wave of a hand and say, “Au revoir!”

The door was quickly thrown open and a few security guards outside swiftly aimed their weapons at the fleeing pair. The two disguised girls were immediately forced the drop their luggage and raise their hands. “Oh drat!” muttered Rarity, dropping her faux accent.

“I knew it!” shouted Aria. “That accent was fake!” When she noticed her companions giver her confused looks, she added, “Seriously, though. That was the worst accent I’ve ever heard.”

“Did you really just say that?” asked Sonata with a sudden smile on her face. “Did you really just call someone else the worst?”

“Shut it, Sonata,” grumbled Aria as she glared sideways at her dim-witted companion. “You’re still the worst in a lot of other ways.”


“And finally, Ole’s very first creation, the wooden duck,” noted Sunset Shimmer. She glanced up from her checklist to see said wooden duck, which was easily more than twice her height. The paint on the giant wooden object was slightly faded and chipped along the edges, but otherwise seemed to be in rather good condition. “Check,” stated Sunset as she checked off the final item on the list.

“Well, that covers everything,” said Sunset contently as she rolled up her inventory list. She stuck the pen back onto the roll of parchment and placed the whole thing back where she had found it. “Once the others are ready, I can tell them the good news: no unexpected surprises down here.”

Suddenly, flashing red lights and incredibly loud ringing and buzzing started going off all over the facility. Sunset’s eyes widened in shock as she began glancing around in confusion. Just seconds later, the door to the storage room burst open and a few security guards rushed in and aimed their weapons right at her.

Sunset slowly turned around and stood frozen, not even bothering to raise her hands. As she gawked at the guards who had just caught her, she eventually managed to weakly mutter, “Uh… I stand corrected.”

Author's Note:

When I first determined where each chapter of this story would begin and end, I had anticipated that this particular chapter would be longest one of all, and seeing how long it actually turned out, I really hope that will ultimately be true. For that rock song played on the pirate ship, I could've easily gone with "Awesome as I Wanna Be", but I also wanted to make a reference to Batman's song (officially named "Untitled Self Portrait") from the Lego Movie, so I decided to make it a combination of the two (and leave it to the reader's imagination what the lyrics of such a song might be like). For those of you wondering what happened to Spike, don't worry, you'll find out at the beginning of the next chapter.