My Brave Pony: Starfleet Magic Season X

by DakariKingMykan

Episode 4: High School Muse-ical

EPISODE FOUR

Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo: The three original cutie mark crusaders, now teenagers-- thirteen to fourteen years old between them.

All three of them climbed out of bed, ate breakfast, and washed up while preparing for high-school.

Applebloom was first out of her house on New Sweet Apple Acres.

“Hold up there, Applebloom.” her mother called, and Pear Butter came racing to the door. “You forgot your lunch.”

“Ah, shucks, sorry, Ma.”

Pear only smiled at her youngest daughter, still hard to believe she was already in high school.

Then she looked out and noticed Bright Mac, Big Mac, and Applejack were simply lazing about instead of doing the morning chores.

“What’s going on here?” asked Applebloom.

Her father pointed out into the fields, which he and the others were supposed to be plowing, and he said, “Looks like someone else has it covered for us.”

That someone was DD. Ever since the fall, instead of officially attending the Starfleet Academy, was being homeschooled under the guidance of her older cousin, Buddy Rose.

She had been up since the crack of daylight, which had been doing for months since the school term started, and it was off for her morning training.

Buddy had subjected her to the same kind of training exercises that he had when he was her age and training at the academy…

Up at dawn…

Warming up with a good jog…

Then it was chores, chores, and more chores-- plowing the acres using only her bare hands. Piling up hay-wagons, and even dashing through the orchards with heavy loads strapped to her back.

She wasn’t permitted to fly, or use magic-- that training came later.

She was just finishing the plowing and looking pretty beat, and panting. Her hands fingers ached, but she tried not to let it show or get to her.

“Lookin’ good, DD.” called Applebloom.

DD smiled proudly yet tiredly, but then her cousin and trainer called to her. “Cadet, Daphne Dill! No time for pleasantries, you still have another course before breakfast, and then it’s time to hit the books NOW SNAP TO IT!!”

“Sir, yes sir!” shouted DD, and off she ran.

Bright Mac thought Buddy was being a little harsh with the kid, but Applejack assured him, “It’s all part of the training-- the body, the mind, the heart, the courage.”

Buddy nodded and said, “DD’s showing great promise, I think she’ll make a great fighter.”

Applebloom then scuttled off for school.

Along the way she met up with her Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle, and they all headed off together.

Elsewhere, there was another meeting going on, that of the “Idiots.”

After all the hate energy they had gathered from ponies and creatures who loathed Starfleet, Beaker’s machine still barely up to Ten Percent.

“This is so whack!” groaned Dodger “Why can’t we just do something about it, ya know, like, cast a spell on them folks and make them hate Starfleet, then we’d get all the energy we need.”

Paige turned and faced him gruffly, “Because then Starfleet would easily realize something was wrong and they’d be on to us in a heartbeat. That’s why.”

“She’s right,” agreed Beaker “But then again, I suppose we could do with some way to increase the rate of energy flow, which is exactly why I’ve brought you all here this morning.”

He switched the monitor to show charts of energy rates. “It has come to my attention that so far, we have only been targeting adults and seniors who share our beliefs in being rid of Starfleet, while completely ignoring the minors.”

“You mean kids and teenagers?” asked Grimer.

“Of course…” said Sun Dew “There are plenty of kids in New Cloudsdale schools that hate Starfleet. Mind you: they aren’t quite aware of all things Starfleet does, so they never have a clear picture.”

Beaker agreed, “Precisely, and despite their small size and the limited amounts of energy, it can’t be ignored there is a whole lot of them, which could prove to be more substantial than we realize.

…All of you, get out there and find ways to get that energy from those minors.”

Dodger made sounds like breaks screeching, “Slow down there, pops, just how are we supposed to get close to them kiddies.”

Beaker’s head throbbed, “It’s quite simple. You find a way… and you do it without getting caught!

Seriously! I may the brains behind this project, but I can’t do every single solitary thing myself you know. I’ve got these machines to maintain.”

The others gave dodger the same look of disdain as they all headed off.

“Mm-mmm!” Dodger said to himself. “I was just asking.” He put his headphones off and began to dance his way out, as it always made him think more clearly.

Ponyville High was much larger than the ordinary school-houses they used to attend, and they all didn’t have the exact same classes together, and there were other things, like harder subjects, loads of schoolmates, no recess either, but they got used to it after their first few months.

“Can you believe, we’ve already made it to our second semester?” asked Sweetie.

“Yeah, all those tests, pop quizzes,” complained Scootaloo “And those midterms...! I couldn’t stand those midterms!”

The warning bell rang for students to start getting ready for first period, and it was convenient that the girls had all their lockers next to each other’s, but as soon as they got their books together, they each had to go their separate ways to their own specific classes.

A song began to play as each girl’s inner voice sang.

[Applebloom]

It only seems like yesterday,
Things were simple and plain.

[Sweetie]

Me and my friends were happy and free
Playing in the sunshine and rain

[Scootaloo]

Now we’re forced to face the world,
Not knowing what comes our way.

[All]

And though we seem so far apart
We know what we are today

We are friends…
In this these great big school halls
We are friends…
We’re together after all…
We are friends…
Though were not together, my friends,
We’re the Cutiemark Crusdaers to the end.

When first period ended, the girls were able to pass by and wave to each other in the hallways, but no time to stop and chat as they headed to their next classes.

And far away, DD’s inner voice was singing the song too while she trained, as she missed being able to see her friends a lot of the time now.

Here I am. I’m on my way
Making my dream a reality

But it’s just not the same, doing all by myself
Wishing my friends were here with me.

It’s the cost of growing up,
It’s one we all must pay.

[All]

And though we seem so far apart
We know what we are today

We are friends…
In this these great big school halls
We are friends…
We’re together after all…
We are friends…
Though were not together, my friends,
We’re the Cutiemark Crusdaers to the end.

…We’re the Cutiemark Crusdaers to the end.

During the next class change, the other crusaders all met out in the hallway, and what they saw a whole gaggle of other students huddling around the big bulletin board by the main office, where a whole bunch of notices, schedules, and signup sheets for clubs and groups were posted. The girls even had their own special poster for trouble with cutiemarks, as part of their business.

“What’s all the hollering for today?” wondered Sweetie.

“Let’s see…” suggested Scootaloo.

The girls moved in closer, and what they saw turned their bloods cold! There was a big signup sheet for a “Starfleet Protesting Club.” Where ponies could hang with others and share how much they loathed and hated Starfleet, and come up with “better ways” and other solutions of how to run the planet…

“..Without them?!” exclaimed Applebloom. “Who in tarnation thought up this?”

“…I did.” hissed a rather snobbish voice, which the girls recognized too well.

As if their elementary days weren’t bad enough dealing with creeps like Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, now they had new foes to content with.

These were their cousins…

Ruby Ring: A female faded red unicorn, had a pink mane with soft white streaks, and her cutiemark was that of, obviously, a golden ring with a ruby on it.

Sapphire: A male unicorn with a sapphire blue coat, and a sky blue mane, and his cutiemark was that of blue ore-- sapphire.

Though he was a couple of years older and a big bigger than Ruby, and he was supposed to be a senior by now, he had been held back for a year for sloppy grades.

Just like their cousins, Ruby and Sapphire were typically spoiled, rich, obnoxious, and often thinking they were better than all the rest, and would go to incredible lengths to get what they wanted… even outright bullying.

“I started the club,” said Ruby, “And whaa-oa…! Hold the phones! I got, like ten signatures already.”

The crusaders looked unimpressed.

“How many bribes did you have to make for that?” muttered Sweetie. The others chuckled.

Sapphire looked steamed. “You think that’s funny? You would, since you three losers have Starfleet friends and relatives.”

The girls’ anger was starting to show.

“You got a problem with that?” sneered Scootaloo.

“…You bet we do.” said Ruby, and with a snap of her fingers, ten schoolmates, who signed up for her club stood behind her and Sapphire, all wearing sashes that Ruby had sent out for on her credit card.

All of them were cheering, “Down with Starfleet! Down with Starfleet! Down with Starfleet!”

Some of the students, unimpressed, began to walk away, and the crusaders shook their heads pitifully at the way the protestors were behaving.

Ruby then announced over a megaphone. “Sign up for SPC, and my daddy will donate an Olympic-sized swimming pool to this school.”

Naturally, the thought of a pool lured several students in and they signed up.

“HOLD IT…!!” shouted Applebloom, and all the students stopped and gazed at her. “Don’t y’all realize you’re just being bribed into something that’s both silly, and dangerous?”

Ruby only laughed, “I don’t know about “dangerous” but silly, that’s you explaining yourself.”

Sapphire nodded, “No joke. Starfleet was stupid the day it came, and I say we never needed them.”

The girls and other students felt extremely livid, and it almost looked as if a fight would start, had Head Master, Professor Miles Stone not poked his head out from his office.

He was a grey Earth Pony with a black mane, and he wore half-moon glasses. His cutiemark was that of a diploma for his skills as an educator, and he didn’t tolerate disruptions in his school.

“What’s going on out here?” he bellowed “Shouldn’t you all be getting to class?”

A lot of the students walked off, not wanting there to be trouble, and ruby called out to them, “Sign up for SPC, and you’ll not regret it! Be one of the cool teams.”

The crusaders looked infuriated, but Miles cleared his throat telling all of them to get it going. “If you have issues you may solve them later. I trust you all to respect school policy and not cause trouble.”

“Yes sir.” The crusaders replied. The meanies and their posse merely scoffed and headed off.

Little did they or any other realize that the water pipes and vents, within the walls, the sounds of everyone’s voices seemed to vibrate along the pipes, right down into the bowels of the street, where Grimer was in fact listening in, knowing the school was just above him.

He snickered wickedly. “This could prove to be quite interesting.”

As the girls walked down the same hall to their next classes…

“Can you believe those morons?” grumbled Scootaloo. “It’s bad enough some ponies are still in uproar over Starfleet, but others who barely even know them can be easily suckered in with a few bribes.”

Applebloom felt her stomach churning. “I’m getting sick just thinking of it.”

“I’m kind of worried.” said Sweetie “Something like this could lead to have humungous disasters, and I don’t mean just huge disagreements.”

The others concurred, fearing it would lead to a massive bully outbreak, and maybe even a division of the school-- students against students.

Scootaloo had an idea, and went over it with her friends in the cafeteria at lunch.

“I drew this up in Art Class.” She held up a small poster she made which read, “Cutiemark Crusaders Starfleet Talk.”

“We can stick it on the bulletin board, and during our own CMC meetings, we can hold a small section for those who’d like to learn the basic histories of Starfleet and how they work, so maybe they won’t be as brainwashed as to think badly of them.”

The others practically leapt at the idea, and together they all put their hands in the middle and cheered softly. “CUTIEMARK CRUSADERS… GO!!”

Once they finished eating, they found time to talk to Miles, and he approved of the idea. “I think some of our students could benefit from this. Good thinking, Girls.”

“It’s what we do…” said Applebloom.

With their principal’s permission, the girls proceeded to hang the sheet up on the bulletin board, right next to their CMC classes for problems with cutiemarks.

“Well, all we do now is wait.” said Scootaloo.

The girls wandered off, unaware that Ruby, Sapphire and their meanies were looking around the corner.

“What are those losers up to now?” wondered Ruby, and she checked the board and saw the poster.

“Those rotten little half-pints!” growled Sapphire. “They would defend their precious Starfleet. I’m not surprised either. They practically spoil them rotten!”

Ruby felt the same, and so she decided to do a little sabotaging, while no one was watching or paying attention.

She turned the poster to the backside, and took out a black maker from her book-bag, and began to rewrite on the poster before putting it back on the board.

The others couldn’t help but chuckle at how ugly things would get for the girls.

At the next period, the crusaders walked down the halls, some students passed by them with mixed expressions.

Sone of them looked upset…

“I thought I knew you girls better.”

“So you finally turned the other cheek.”

Others looked thrilled…

“I’m looking forward to the meeting.”

“Welcome to the winning team.”

The girls were slightly confused.

“I guess they read the poster.” said Sweetie.

“Eeyup.” said Applebloom “Well, I guess that’s a good thing. We’ll be able to get some of these ponies fixed in the head about Starfleet, but I sure don’t like the bad feedback.”

Scootaloo brushed it off as, “Well, there’s still a lot protesters for Starfleet-- All the more reason for us to try and help them understand, so things don’t get crazy.”

The first meeting would be held after school, but it was more just an introduction meeting, to see how many members they had, and what questions they would ask about Starfleet, all to be dealt with the next meeting.

The girls were really looking forward to it, but when after school came, and they met out in their designated area-- right in front of the school where they had a table set up for their welcoming meeting…

“Wow!” exclaimed Scootaloo “I didn’t expect we’d get this many signups in one day.”

There were at least twenty different ponies, and some the girls recognized…

“These are protestors, bought in by Ruby’s bribes.” said Sweetie.

“Why would they sign up for our group?” wondered Applebloom.

Scootaloo then saw a whole bunch of protesting ponies coming at them with angry expressions, and she knew they were all for Starfleet rather than against them.

They shouted and yelled…

“How could you?!”

“Why are you against Starfleet?”

“What do you hate about them so much?”

Now the girls were confused, and Applebloom whistled loudly for everyone to hush. “What in the hayfields is this all about here?”

“I think it’s obvious what’s going on here.” said Ruby said as she and Sapphire came up to join the group. “You finally see the light, and you’re going to tell us all how much you hate Starfleet.”

“WHAT?!!” the girls exclaimed.

As all the hooting and hollering progressed…

Grimer peeked out through a manhole cover in the street near the school, having listened through the pipes at all the noise. He could see all the hate and protesting of Starfleet breaking out amongst the students.

“Perfect…” he laughed, and he reached down and pulled up his energy-absorber, aiming it straight at the students.

He laughed softly yet wickedly. “Beaker is going to love this.”

He was so wrapped up in his evil glee, he didn’t hear or notice a big and heavy moving wagon coming up the street, and it ran right over the cover, hitting Grimer in the head and sent him crashing down into the sewers.

“Ouch!”

While back in the schoolyard, the girls tried to get the full story.

“What’s all this about?” asked Sweetie “We don’t hate Starfleet.”

“Liar!” snapped one pony.

“Sure you don’t.” teased another.

Sapphire couldn’t help but egg things on. “Come on, girls. We know deep down you’ve always hated Starfleet, and now you’re going to tells us all why, and while you’re at it, tell us why we’d be so much better without them.”

“But we don’t hate Starfleet!” yelled Scootaloo. “This meeting is called to help people UNDERSTAND Starfleet.”

It was no use, the crowds were getting louder and angrier, and the commotion caught the attention of the Principal, forcing him to blow his whistle. “Silence…!”

The students all quieted down in an instant.

Miles marched straight over to the table, and looked angrily at the crusaders.

“I put my trust in you girls not to cause a disturbance, and what do I find, half of my students are yelling and arguing like a riot!”

It was in vain that the girls tried to explain they knew nothing of what was happening.

“…All three of you, Detention!”

The girls were shocked and horribly upset, but it was no use arguing with the principal.

“March!!” he thundered while pointing into the school.

Ruby and Sapphire sniggered, and once the girls were inside, ruby took her place behind the table.

“Well, even though our hosts are in trouble, I’d like to take this time to tell you…” and out from her bag she held up a poster of the school, with snack stands, the promised swimming pool, and even a water slide.

“Sign up for me, and both dreams can become a reality. Less and less of Starfleet, and more and more good stuff for our school and us.”

Naturally, her briberies bought in more suckers and more potential members who decided to; foolishly renounce their beliefs in Starfleet, just for a few perks.

The poor crusaders were force to sit in the Detention Room, where all students were to stay seated at desks, and while they could talk to one another, they were still not permitted to leave, nor were they to actually do pretty much anything else.

Still, they were able to see everything from the window without getting up.

“Can you believe that snob?” grumbled Sweetie.

“Actually, I can’t believe the students.” said Applebloom “Their really getting suckered in with all these bribes and nonsense.”

Easily, Scootaloo was the most disturbed. She couldn’t understand this in the least. “How could people think we suddenly turn against Starfleet?”

Sweetie immediately got the idea, “I smell sabotage here.”

The others agreed and felt Ruby was behind all this.

“We’ve got to find out what this is all about.” said Scootaloo.

“But how-- we can’t leave the room.” replied Applebloom.

As the girls tried to come up with a way to prove their innocence…

…Outside, things were about to get even worse as Swift Star came while out on patrol.

“Look, there’s a Starfleeter.” hollered one of the students.

“Let’s show him.” added Sapphire.

The students began to rally together and boo him, and insulting him.

Swift was already having hard times with negative feedback from the civilians, but he knew people were entitled to their opinions, as long as they didn’t do anything serious.

“Take it in stride.” he kept telling himself while trying to maintain his cool, but then one of the students went too far and threw a rock at him, which just missed, but that already accounted as Attempted Assault on an Officer, and he was forced to set things straight as he marched onto the campus grounds.

His stern expression caused some of the students to pipe down. All their courage and laughing was gone just like that.

“All right… who threw this rock at me?” he asked sternly.

The guilty party would not speak up, but Sapphire approached him. “Chill out, Dude, it didn’t even hit you.”

“That’s not an excuse!” snapped Swift. “Throwing rocks is bad enough, but you’re old enough to know better than to throw one at an officer, whether it missed or not!”

Many of the students sneered at him and scoffed.

“You Starfleet scum are all the same.”

“Why do you have to be so pushy all the time?”

More boos and hisses followed, but Swift did not leave. “I ask again… who threw the rock? I’m leaving here, and neither are any of you until you until we solve this!”

“You can’t keep us all here!”

“I’ve got a manicure to get to!”

“I have to study for a test!”

Swift was starting to feel maybe he was being a bit harsh, but he was only trying to follow standard procedure, and he did know of another way to find the guilty party, and he walked inside the school to talk with Miles.

On the way over, he saw the bulletin board. He saw Ruby’s protest to Starfleet, and sighed. “Only idiots would be bought in by bribery such as that.”

Then he noticed the Crusaders poster of their meeting, and was he ever shocked!

“The girls would never turn against Starfleet! Why, they even worked for us, and saved the planet a few times.”

He couldn’t help but pull the poster off the board to read it more closely; he noticed ink-marks leaking through the paper from the other side.

He turned it over, and as soon as he saw, he marched straight into the principal’s office.

Soon, the door to the Detention Room opened up, and the girls saw Miles. They thought they were going to be yelled at again.

“Girls, please come with me.” he said, and while the girls were confused, yet worried, they followed him.

Outside, Ruby had collected more signatures for her Anti-Starfleet Club. Most of which were foolish ponies being taken in by her bribes-- like bowling alleys, spa-treatments, and more outlandish ideas.

“What do we want?” Ruby called, to which the crowd responded, “NO MORE STARFLEET!!”

“Why do we want it?”

“WE HATE THEM!!”

“But you don’t really…!” Scootaloo called.

Everyone turned and saw the angry crusaders, the principal, and Swift all coming their way.

Swift held up the poster, and then flipped it over to reveal what the girls had really written, which shocked many of the turncoats.

“It appears there has been a case of overreactions happening here.” said Principal Miles, and he cast a look over at Ruby, “Overreactions that were caused by lies and deceit!”

Ruby began looked nervous, but quickly tries to seem innocent. “Well, um… somebody here sure pulled a mean trick.”

“You can the innocent routine.” said Swift “We know it was you, and we can prove it.”

He held up the poster for Ruby’s Anti-Starfleet meeting, and compared it to the writing on the Crusader’s poster-- the writing styles were nearly identical, and also there was a single red pink hair found on the paper as well, and Swift, using his visor scanning, matched it.

Ruby groaned nervously, and much of her, would-be club members, glared at her angrily for deceiving them.

“I can’t believe you would do such a thing, Ruby.” sneered Applebloom. “That’s a low as a worm in the ground.”

“And worse, you got us in big trouble!” yelled Sweetie.

“Indeed…” agreed Miles. He had already apologized to the girls earlier, and he explained how he didn’t hear them out because he was under a little pressure with a problem, and he approached Ruby, with a pile of envelopes in his hand.

“Ms. Ring… these are the proposals and ideals for all these rather ridiculous promises you have made to your schoolmates.”

Ruby tried to sweet-talk to him, “Oh, don’t worry. It’s all taken care of. My daddy will be more than willing to pay for them.”

“I sincerely doubt that, because I refuse to accept any of this.”

Many of the students, who had looked forward to all the goodies and stuff, began to protest in anger.

Sapphire angrily called out to Swift. “It’s your fault as usual! You don’t want people to have fun and enjoy themselves, so you use your Starfleet pushing to back it off!”

The protesters agreed, but Swift assured them. “Don’t go pointing fingers at me. I had nothing to do with your principal’s decision. He made the decision all by himself.”

Miles nodded, confirming his refusal to put up.

Swift then stepped forth.

“You like to protest an awful lot about Starfleet, and you like to blame us for everything wrong in your life, but did you ever stop to think about what your actions would amount to?

The crusaders stepped forth and began to add to his inspirational speech.

Scootaloo went first, “This is a school, not an activity center. There’s no room or budget for things like lavish pools, spas, and snack carts.”

Applebloom nodded and added, “We’re here to learn, not goof off, and be distracted from our studies. There’s plenty of time after school or even on the weekends, or the summer time to do all this stuff.”

Sweetie looked disgusted at some of the ponies who were bought in by Ruby’s bribes. “You should be ashamed of yourselves-- selling out the very force that protects us, your pride, and dignity just for a few perks? That’s not showing good-sense, that’s showing greed and foolishness.

And while we’re at it, you can hate Starfleet all you like, but what right does it give you to bully use and others who don’t share your views?”

Sapphire shook his head grimly at the girls. “Maybe if you’d understand better, we wouldn’t have to bully you so much.”

“Now that’s quite enough of that.” snapped Miles “The question was, “What right do you have to bully others?” and I’ll give you a straight and simple answer: You have none whatsoever. I don’t tolerate bullying, badgering, or such acts in this school, and you all know that.”

“Yeah? Well what about Starfleet?” protested Ruby. “They’re always bullying us, and telling us what we can or cannot do! So we protest, and we hold up pep-rallies.”

The protesters, still loyal to her, cheered with joy, but Swift was well-prepared for this.

“As a Starfleet officer, I’m simply doing my job, but as civilians, you all must play your part as well. Being a part of this school is exactly the same as being part of any community.

When you live in a society, you either live by the rules, or by forms of democracy, you have them changed. You don’t break them!

Just like now when one of you threw a rock against me; that’s attempted assault. It’s bad enough when a civilian like you tries to attack another civilian, but when you try that on an officer that’s twice as bad.”

Sapphire seemed unmoved, as expected, as did Ruby and their protestors, but others who were initially taken in by the bribes were starting to realize how foolish they had been.

They also realized they hadn’t thought things through, just like Ruby hadn’t, or she wouldn’t have been busted so easily.

“Ms. Ring, Sapphire… Detention.” said Miles.

Ruby was completely outraged. “You’ll hear from my lawyers for this.”

“Why am I being punished? I didn’t do anything!” wailed Sapphire.

“For aided and abetting in this scandal.” replied Miles

The two mean ponies were forced to take their punishment.

With that settled, Swift couldn’t pick out who tried to throw the rock, and decided to let it slide, since he felt he had made his point with his warnings.

He did give the crusaders a proud look and said, “I believe you girls have a class to head up.”

The girls smiled and took their rightful places to hopefully set some of the ponies straight about Starfleet.

…While Grimer saw the whole thing and was completely disgusted.

“Even if those girls manage to sweet-talk some of those morons, I already have what I came for.” He looked down at his absorber. “Beaker will be pleased.”

He was so busy chuckling, that he didn’t notice, that same moving cart came back up the street from its job that day, and rolled over the manhole cover, knocking him back down into the sewer again.

“This is getting annoying!” he groaned.

When the girls got home, to Sweet Apple Acres to do their homework, they told the adults and DD everything.

“I’m proud of you girls.” said Buddy.

“We can’t take all the credit.” said Applebloom.

“Yeah, Swift Star helped too.” added Sweetie.

“We’re still proud.” said Applejack. “You managed to stand up for what you believe in, and you did it without causing too much of a fuss or getting into a fight.”

DD chuckled, “I wish I could’ve been there. I would’ve loved to have seen the look on Ruby and Sapphire’s faces when they got detention.”

Scootaloo gave a nasty grin, “Oh, they were pretty mad alright.

Just the same, I hope we’ve reached out to enough of our schoolmates.”

“Well, you’re still doing a wonderful thing, girls.” said Buddy. “The more people learn about Starfleet instead of assuming they know everything about us, we just may be on the verse to making others understand us better, and have fewer problems to contend with.”

While the girls continued to do their homework, they and DD all put their hands together in the middle, and the line from their song played again…

…We’re the Cutiemark Crusdaers to the end.

(Promo)

In our next episode: Red Alerts are pouring in from many Starfleet outposts as The United Alliance of Evil begins putting their project into motion, but Starlight Glimmer still poses a threat to United Equestria and launches another attack on New Canterlot, while Lightning is constantly frustrated and contemplating over his own situation.

Can the team overcome the obstacles that lay before them?

Don’t miss the next exciting episode of “Starfleet Magic!”

(Next Episode: “Space is Calling”)