Old Friends & Escape Plans
The swirling orange portal opened from deep within the Scottish countryside. Emerging from the other side were two figures: Quill Cast and Curtain Call. As the portal slowly sealed behind them, both pairs of eyes looked out toward the landscape before them. The two stood upon a cliff at the edge of a row of trees which overlooked the beauty of the Scottish Highlands. However, their eyes were not upon the gorgeous landscape around them but rather toward the giant Hogwarts castle itself. An impressive display of architecture laying across the Black Lake, which sat just below the cliffside they currently stood upon. It had been years since the two companions gazed upon the ancient castle, yet that magical feeling of simply staring at it still lingered.
“Would you look at that?!” Quill spoke in amazement.
“Still as amazing as the first time walking through those doors,” Curtain nodded.
“If this visit wasn’t of dire importance, we’d actually enjoy a nice walk down memory lane,” Quill voiced disappointment.
“Sadly, we have no such luxury,” Curtain nodded, equally disappointed. “The fate of the Multiverse lies in our hooves as it does for the Mane Six and Spike.”
Quill gazed toward the ground, and his eyes turned wide. It was then he noticed something he hadn’t realized the moment they walked through the portal.
“Curtain… you may want to have a look.”
Raising a curious eyebrow towards his friend’s statement, Curtain Call gazed toward his feet. The moment he did, his eyes grew to the size of saucers. The two friends soon realized they no longer had the minuscule four-legged bodies of their equine counterparts. Quill now resembled a tall, good-looking Caucasian man with blonde hair that had been swept to the side. A man sporting dark grey jeans and a dark-green buttoned-up shirt.
Meanwhile, Curtain Call took on the appearance of a rather handsome Korean man with slicked-back, black hair. He wore a simple white T-shirt with a checkered flannel vest over it along with blue jeans.
To say both men were surprised by their new appearances was certainly an understatement. Reaching into a pocket within his flannel vest, Curtain Call found a pair of glasses which he placed over his face to see he wasn’t hallucinating.
“Sweet Celestia!” Quill exclaimed in shock. “What happened to us?!”
“I don’t know!” Curtain replied, studying himself. “Seems when we went through the portal, somehow it altered our appearance. Didn’t the Doctor tell you how to work the wand?”
“Of course!”
“And you made sure to pay attention to every detail?”
To which Quill’s eyes shifted back-and-forth, a million miles an hour.
“… Mostly?”
Curtain Call rolled his eyes, pinching the bridge of his new nose with his fingers over his friend’s incompetence.
“Mostly… ‘mostly’ he says…” Curtain muttered in frustration. “That’s just great… really great…”
“C’mon man, let’s consider this a happy accident!” Quill voiced optimism. “I mean look at us! We’re… hot!”
To which Curtain merely shook his head, while gazing at his new appearance.
“At least we have our hands and fingers again,” Curtain sighed. “It’s been a pain trying to pick things up with hooves.”
“No kidding,” Quill nodded. “How do those ponies even do it? At least the Pegasi have their wings, which I guess sort of act like hands sometimes. The Unicorns have it easier using their magic to lift stuff. But Earth ponies… I don’t think even Hasbro knows, they just worked with it.”
Before the conversation could dive deeper, rustling from the trees behind them stirred both men to quickly turn and assume a defensive position. Though they had no weapons, they were both versatile in martial arts so at least they could defend themselves should the need arise. Suddenly, from within the trees, two other figures slowly emerged.
One was a tall, muscular man with tribal tattoos running down his entire right arm. His long dark hair was tied in a manbun, and he wore dark cargo pants, complete with a dark hooded vest.
The other was a young girl who appeared to be eighteen years old. Her long blonde hair went down past her shoulders, adorned with pretty flowers. She wore a simple light-blue dress covered with leather armor and wore a leather belt around her waist which carried a dagger and an assortment of potions. Around her neck was a silver necklace with one gleaming emerald right in the center.
Upon seeing the two new figures, Quill Cast and Curtain Call immediately calmed themselves as smiles replaced the determined expressions upon their faces.
“Mirai! Draxus!” They both called simultaneously.
The two men started toward the two individuals, when suddenly, as quick as a flash, the big, tattooed warrior quickly drew forth two large, curved knives and held them toward Quill and Curtain’s throats. Both men froze in place, their hands up defensively and their eyes widened.
“Whoa! Whoa!” Curtain Call gasped. “Calm down, man! We’re not your enemy!”
The young girl, Mirai, stepped alongside the large warrior with a calm, yet determined face.
“Who are you?!” Mirai demanded, slowly.
“Come on, Mirai!” Quill reasoned. “You know us!”
“I would recall seeing your faces,” Miria replied skeptically. “Now… unless you wish for my friend to cut both of you down like parchment paper, answer… my question.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me…” Curtain muttered. “Okay! Okay! Lower the weapons… and we’ll remind you who we are. I don’t get how you don’t recognize our voices, but…”
One of the man’s knives pushed slightly deeper along Curtain’s neck, and the latter instantly clasped shut. The young girl’s eyes narrowed toward the pair, trying to sense any deceit. One turn toward Draxus, and a single nod was all it took for the large warrior to lower his knives. As the big man placed the knives back in his belt, Quill and Curtain released huge sighs of relief before regaining their composure.
“I know you don’t recognize us right now, but we’re part of the same Legion,” Quill explained. “You may recall a while back when us two, along with our trainer Doctor Strange, crossed the multiple worlds within the multiverse. We were tasked to bring together a team of great warriors, kings and queens, and other important figures to fulfill one purpose. To maintain the balance of the multiverse and prevent it from falling into unending darkness.”
“We called ourselves the ‘Legion of Light’,” Curtain added. “Inspired by Michael the Archangel, who cast the Devil from Heaven. As a sign of our allegiance, we each wear the same pendants.”
Simultaneously, Quill Cast and Curtain Call reached into their shirts and pulled out the very pendants they wore. Mirai and Draxus glanced toward the medallions before reaching in and brought out their very own. They too were solid gold medallions with Michael’s sigil engraved upon them.
Both sets of individuals studied the matching medallions they wore before facing each other’s eyes. For Mirai and Draxus, there seemed to be a moment of realization hinted within their eyes.
“It is you guys!” Mirai confirmed, amazed.
Not even giving Quill or Curtain a chance to respond, the teenager quickly ran forth and threw her arms around the gentlemen. In turn, the pair wrapped their arms around her, embracing their old ally.
“It’s good to see you both again,” Mirai spoke happily. “I haven’t seen you two since Tamriel.”
“Definitely quite the time,” Curtain nodded. “Dodging soldiers, spiders, dragons… good times.”
The two men turned their attention toward the large warrior, who merely gave a nod of his head in acknowledgement.
“Drax still isn’t talking, huh?” Quill asked.
“Not since his queen was captured and hidden away,” Mirai shook her head. “He blames himself for what happened. He’s sworn to remain silent till he finds her and destroys those responsible for her imprisonment.”
Just as quickly, Mirai changed the topic to a matter that’s been on her mind for the longest time.
“Speaking of dragons, what of the dragon egg you were given to protect?” Mirai asked curiously. “We’ve went to great lengths to ensure ‘her’ child would be protected. Were you able to get it somewhere safe?”
“Sure did,” Quill nodded. “Matter of fact, he’s grown into quite the young dragon. He’s getting married sometime soon.”
Mirai raised a curious eyebrow, cocking her head to the side in confusion.
“Yes, it’s a lot to take in,” Curtain added. “We promise we’ll explain everything once we get acquainted.”
“You’re in luck,” Mirai smiled. “Dumbledore sent us to meet with you upon your arrival. We didn’t expect to find you in your current forms, but nonetheless, we must be on our way to Hogwarts immediately.”
“Lead the way, dragon heart,” Quill replied.
The young teenager and her warrior bodyguard took the lead, as the two men followed them away from the cliff. Though they still had ways to go, this marked the beginning of their trek toward the very place they needed to go: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
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Meanwhile, back in Surry, things weren’t going well for Harry Potter and his Equestrian companions. Following the events from the night before, with Dobby ruining the dinner between the Dursleys and the Masons, a letter was delivered to the Dursleys informing them Harry was not permitted to use magic outside of Hogwarts. Such newfound information was enough to assure the Dursleys they could now do whatever form of punishment they wished and young Harry could do nothing about it.
All of which brings them to the following day…
Petunia and Dudley stood outside their home, watching Vernon standing upon a ladder. He proceeded to fit the iron bars to the outside of Harry’s window. To ensure some extra measures, he drilled a metal flap to the base of the bedroom door then fit a fat, grey lock upon the door itself. Though he was soaking up sweat by the time the bars were in place, he cast a nasty grin toward Harry and the Equestrians, who stood in that small room watching him tighten the bars.
“You’re never going back to that school,” He snarled. “You’re never going to see those freaky friends of yours again. NEVER!”
Unable to take anymore guff off of Vernon, Rainbow quickly flew forward and slammed her hooves against the window. The startled Vernon nearly fell from the ladder, but soon managed to climb his way back down grumbling to himself.
“Keep talking, fatso!” Rainbow growled. “Mark my words we’re getting out of this and when I do…”
A sudden tug upon her tail stopped the tomboyish Pegasus, who turned toward her marefriend, who pulled her back with Rainbow’s tail between her teeth.
“Calm down huh,” Applejack told her. “Ah know yer riled up, but this ain’t the way tah handle our problem.”
“What are ya talkin’ bout, sis?” Apple Bloom spoke up. “Look at us! We’re locked up like… animals!”
“I say we let Rainbow Dash kick that guy till all his fat has permanent indents!” Scootaloo glared.
“Yeah, what she said!” Sweetie Belle nodded in agreement.
“I agree with the small fries,” Smolder spoke up.
“Yona Too!” Yona added.
Suddenly, Spike released a large belch and a large green flame exploded from his mouth. Everyone in the small room, including Harry, ducked for cover so as not to get burned by the green flame. The moment it dissipated, a small, rolled-up scroll emerged and landed before Twilight Sparkle herself. Everyone slowly stood up, gazing toward the scroll in confusion as Twilight grabbed it with her magic.
“Who could that possibly be from?” Rarity asked curiously.
“Maybe Princess Celestia has news for us,” Fluttershy voiced her opinion.
“Or maybe… it’s an invite to a huge party!” Pinkie guessed excitedly.
All eyes turned toward the pinky party pony, everyone looking at her with huge ‘seriously?’ expressions.
“What?” Pinkie asked. “Can’t a girl be optimistic in these difficult times?”
Rolling their eyes, the group turned back toward Twilight as she unfolded the scroll and read the contents aloud.
“Dear Twilight,” Twilight began. “I know that your current predicament with the Dursleys is complicated, but rest assured that things are under control. Just play along for now and have them believe you’re helplessly trapped. Help is currently on the way for you all; they should arrive later this evening. Keep your chin up, Sparky. Yours truly, Storm Shield.”
The moment she finished reading, Twilight’s face had turned bright red over the nickname Storm Shield addressed her by. It didn’t exactly help that she read it out loud for everyone else in the room. Speaking of which, all of her friends looked at her with mischievous smirks.
“The prince calls you ‘Sparky’ now, does he?” Rainbow Dash chuckled.
“If only they knew…” Sunset murmured under her breath.
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Later that evening, while Harry was sound asleep in bed, the remainder of the Equestrians stared gloomily out the window. According to Storm Shield, help was supposed to be arriving soon but thus far they could see not a sign or hint of salvation. They were starting to believe that maybe it was a cruel trick to get their hopes up. The metal flap rattles stirred them back to reality, all eyes turned as Dudley’s pudgy hand slid some bowls of tinned soup onto the floor. He grinned cruelly through the opening.
“I know what day it is,” Dudley teased.
“Well done, Dudley,” Smolder congratulated, sarcastically. “Finally learned the days of the week.”
“Ooh! Ooh! I know what day it is!” Pinkie Pie chirped up. “It’s your tail-a-versary right?”
“… Cute… really cute,” Dudley frowned, before straightening his face. “Today’s Harry’s birthday… and nobody cares!”
Ocellus slowly approached the door, looked up toward the opening, and then in a flash she transformed herself into a bear and roared straight into Dudley’s face. The boy screamed and snapped the flap shut, as the group could hear the sound of pounding feet running away. A sigh caused the group to turn, half expecting Harry to wake up. But somehow, the boy was still asleep as he readjusted himself in his bed. Ocellus quickly reverted back to her Changeling form acknowledging the shock of her friends.
“Wow Ocellus… never knew you had it in you,” Sandbar replied sheepishly.
“A girl can only take so much in these dire conditions,” Ocellus sighed.
“Remind me never to make her mad,” Gallus whispered to Silverstream.
The group proceeded to take the soup, along with some bits of stale bread, as Fluttershy proceeded to pass the measly servings to her friends. Taking what little bread was left, Fluttershy crossed toward Hedwig.
“No good turning your beak up,” Fluttershy spoke regretfully. “It’s all we’ve got.”
Fluttershy proceeded to feed a piece of bread to Hedwig, while everyone else were merely picking their food and playing around with it like cafeteria servings. It was especially difficult for Rarity, who took one scoop and stared as the soup plopped back into the bowl.
“It’s cold! And it’s not even Vichyssoise!” Rarity grumbled.
“Let’s just be glad there’re no bones in it,” Twilight Sparkle sighed, stirring the soup.
All of a sudden, their ears perked up over what sounded like a car engine outside. This stirred Harry awake as the boy put on his glasses, emerged from bed, and approached the window while the others followed. All eyes gazed out the window and they spotted a strange object moving across the sky. At a glance, the objected appeared to be a shooting star, before turning into two beams of light.
Before their very eyes, an old, turquoise-colored Ford Anglia was flying in the air toward Harry’s bedroom window. Floating in mid-air, the car turned right as Harry, Hedwig, and the group silently watched. In the Ford Anglia, Ron leaned out the back window. His brother Fred sat in the driver’s seat, while Fred’s twin George sat in the passenger side.
“Hiya, Harry!” Ron greeted. “Hiya, guys!”
“Ron?” Harry spoke in surprise. “Fred? George? What’re you doing here?”
“Rescuing you, of course,” Ron replied, matter-of-factly. “Now, come on. Get your trunk!”
“So, you guys are the help sent for us?” Gallus asked. “How exactly are we supposed to fit in that tiny car?”
“Don’t worry Gallus,” Fred smirked. “We didn’t come alone.”
Suddenly, a loud horn honking drew everyone’s attention toward the sky. All eyes observed a large, flying stretch-limo hovering alongside the house.
“What the hay?” Sandbar said in shock.
The tinted front window rolled down revealing nothing other than Discord sitting behind the wheel wearing a limo driver’s uniform.
“Someone call for Discord’s limo service?” Discord grinned toothily.
“Discord!” Fluttershy exclaimed excitedly.
“Discord?!” The Mane Six spoke in unison.
“Discord…” Sunset Shimmer sighed.
“Whoa, hold up!” Rainbow spoke up. “Why would Storm Shield send you of all creatures?”
“Obviously, ol’ Stormy values my services above all creature else,” Discord replied. “Only appropriate seeing as I’ve been sitting on the sidelines of these adventures for way too long. Finally, it’s high time I get my moment!”
“This will have to do!” Twilight Sparkle declared. “Let’s get out of here!”
Eventually, having gotten dressed, Harry proceeded to stuff the rest of his clothes and spellbooks into his trunk. The trunk closed and snapped shut all by itself. Harry and Spike proceeded to drag the trunk to the windowsill, while the rest watched Ron tie a fierce knot along the bars of Harry’s window.
“You’d better stand back,” Ron advised.
Harry and the others proceeded to step back as Ron turned toward the twin in the driver’s seat.
“Let’s go!”
Fred stepped one foot on the accelerator, sending the Ford Anglia higher into the air. The rope snapped tight, and *CRUNCH* the bars were torn from the window. Bricks and bars rained down onto the lawn below, leaving a mangled mess in the yard.
“I sure hope the Dursleys are heavy sleepers,” Silverstream spoke hopefully.
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Unfortunately, the loud *SMASH* was more than enough to wake Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia, the latter stirring with a gasp.
“Now, what the hell’s he doing?” Vernon grumbled.
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The trunk of the car opened as Harry and Spike pushed his trunk, along with any other suitcases, inside. It was then they heard an unmistakable shout.
“POTTER!!!” Vernon shouted.
“Time to go!” Spike declared.
“Dad, what’s going on?” Dudley called out.
But while everyone in Harry’s room was trying to escape, Petunia hugged her son closely while Vernon proceeded to unlock all the locks upon the door to the bedroom.
“Move every pony!” Applejack called out. “GO! GO! GO!”
The Mane Six, along with Spike, the Young Six, and the CMC entered Discord’s limo with ease, which helped given the interior proved much larger than the exterior. But as the group got inside one-by-one, they could sense that Vernon was close to unlocking all the locks on the door. Harry had just pushed the trunk over the sill into the Anglia’s book, then scrambled through the window himself, when… SQUAWK!
“Hedwig!” Harry called out.
Harry clambered back, grabbing Hedwig’s cage, and swung it onto the ledge.
“Come on! Come on, Harry!” The Weasleys called out. “Hurry up!”
“Quickly Harry!” Sunset ushered. “I can hear your uncle unlocking the final lock now!”
Sure enough, the final lock clicked and Harry turned around as the bedroom door crashed open with his uncle, aunt, and cousin staring in horror as the boy made to escape.
“PETUNIA! HE’S GETTING AWAY!” Uncle Vernon shouted.
“JUMP HARRY!!!” Silverstream shouted.
“Get him, Dad!!!” Dudley cried out.
As Harry leapt for the windowsill, Uncle Vernon charged forward and snatched his ankle. Harry tumbled into the darkness, one hand gripping Hedwig’s cage, the other reaching out and… catching Ron’s at the last possible second.
“I’ve got you, Harry!!!” Ron shouted.
“Hold on, sugarcube!” Applejack called out.
Uncle Vernon clutched both hands along Harry’s ankle, pulling harder. Ron braced himself, pulling back. All the while, Harry hung stretched out high over the lawn, directly above the mangled steel bars.
“Don’t let go Potter!” Gallus shouted.
“COME HERE!!!” Vernon snarled.
“Let him go!” Smolder called out.
“HE’S NOT YOUR PRISONER YOU BIG, FAT JERK!!!” Rainbow growled.
“We haven’t even been to Azkaban yet!” Pinkie Pie pointed out.
“NOT NOW PINKIE!!!” Everyone cried out, exasperated.
Pinkie sheepishly grinned, as she slowly slunk back to her seat. Meanwhile, the tug-of-war between the Weasleys and the Dursleys for Harry continued.
“Just let Harry go, Vernon!” Twilight Sparkle cried out. “You don’t even want him!”
“Oh no, pony!” Vernon snarled. “That boy and that bloody pigeon aren’t going anywhere! Not even with your freaky abnormal friends!!!”
Rainbow’s ears twitched hearing the word ‘freak’, remembering how Vernon and Petunia treated the pony and her friends when they revealed themselves at the Hut-on-the-Rock. This was ultimately the last straw for Rainbow Dash, who by now grew extremely infuriated and agitated over that choice of word.
“THAT’S IT!!!” Rainbow Dash shouted. “I SWORE I’D DECK THAT STUPID UGLY FACE FOR CALLING US FREAKS, NOW YOU’RE GETTING IT!”
Rainbow Dash angrily wrapped Vernon’s neck in a chokehold, as she proceeded to punch him in the face. When that wasn’t enough, she quickly bit Vernon’s arm. The British muggle screamed in pain as he shoved the Tomboyish Pegasus off while keeping his other hand grasped upon his nephew’s ankle. It was clear that there was no way he’d let his nephew go no matter what.
Soon enough, Harry’s hands were beginning to slip from Ron’s fingers. Seeing her master slipping away, Hedwig pecked feverishly at the lock leaving Ron in a state of panic. Suddenly, Hedwig started to peck harder and… the cage opened. The owl swooped into the sky, wheeled back, and hammered her beak into Uncle Vernon’s hand. He roared, stumbling back… as Ron and George pulled Harry into the air.
“DRIVE!” The brothers shouted. “FRED, DRIVE!”
“RIGHT!” Fred called out.
One last gigantic tug from the Weasleys, and Harry was free from his cruel uncle’s grasp. As he fell from the window, with Petunia and Dudley screaming in horror, Harry closed the door of the car as the Anglia sailed into the stars like a rocket as Discord followed behind in his flying limo. Now free from the Dursleys, some of the students looked back as Aunt Petunia and Dudley looked down toward Vernon stuck in the bush, as Smolder blew a raspberry toward them.
“DAD!!!” Dudley cried out.
“Vernon, are you alright?!” Petunia shouted.
Finally, Vernon managed to get out of the bush and looked toward the night sky with a defeated look. The Flying Ford Anglia and Discord’s limo proceeded to disappear into the horizon, leaving nothing but a speck of light behind Surry. Fluttershy looked out as Hedwig raced up, soaring just beyond the car window, chirping victoriously.
“Good girl, Hedwig!” Fluttershy smiled with gratitude. “Good girl!”
"Eh, I was just making it easy for her," Rainbow shrugged, leaning beside Applejack.
“By the way, Harry…” Ron turned to Harry.
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!” Everyone declared.
“Next stop! Ottery St. Catchpole!” Discord announced through a transmitter.
Harry smiled over the birthday greeting, as the friends laughed their cares away with the cars flying toward their destination. It would be there, at this Ottery St. Catchpole, where they would run into the next stop on their journey towards Hogwarts… The Burrow…
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Good thing we always stress the importance on having a 'plan' in mind especially for dire situations. It just goes to show that just when the Dursleys think that they've won over full control of the magical boy Harry and his friends, that they truly had 'no idea' what they were dealing with. Thanks to some timing from a Prince who made his debut in this series off the previous Potter flick, and some help from a klutzy draconequus, they are well on their way to getting to Hogwarts, even after the little warning from Dobby telling them not to. And we are only just getting started.
Why am i not surprised that Discord would appear with his own flying vehicle? And of course he would make it a Limo. I mean, it's Discord.
And good girl Hedwig! Fat bastard deserved it.
Aha! Book reference!
Batman Returns reference?
So Curtain and Quill have met with the ones who gave them a certain Dragon egg to keep safe. Can't wait to see if they get a chance to meet that certain dragon. And I loved how the three Weasley Boys broke Harry and the others out of the Dursley House. And soon they'll meet the rest of the Weasley's again
So satisfying to see Vernon getting what came to him.
Now that’s what I call a rescue mission
Wow, you picked the guy who played as MacGyver? Good choice.
That Storm and Twilight are one day going to be a thing? Yeah, we can tell from the chemistry.
Now that's a rescue. I look forward to comment this.
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You Arctic, it's a bit late on my side, but I'll start commenting tomorrow and we'll be able to colab it together. I think you'll like what I have in mind for this.
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Sure thing, Postwar. Get plenty of rest, and looking forward to what will be planned
Discord: (To Sunset) “What? No hugs or kisses for your old friend? 10 points from Gryffindor!”
Did you use the picture of a women from Skyrim?
Finally, our heroes escape. Its hard to not think Vernon had this coming.
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I mentioned they had met in Tamriel, which is where Skyrim is
Excellent chapter man this is really getting good big time I am so excited to read the next chapter of this book 📖 I bet it will be amazing we get to see ms. Weasley Ginny and diagonal ally again.
#SHAVEADAGIOHAIR
SHAVE ADAGIO’S HAIR! SHAVE ADAGIO’S HAIR! SHAVE ADAGIO’S HAIR!
Come on, people, say it with me!
SHAVE ADAGIO’S HAIR! SHAVE ADAGIO’S HAIR! SHAVE ADAGIO’S HAIR!
What a load of malarkey…
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SHAVE ADAGIO’S HAIR!
Well done, Ocellus scaring that fat boy. In your fat face, Vernon, you got excatly what you deserve!
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SHAVE ADAGIO'S HAIR!!
sweet chapter mate keep it up cant wait of the next chapter
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Moose Aria.
#CampLazlo
Okay that part with Ocellus was priceless. Nice of Discord to think ahead for extra seats, although I doubt this limo will be whomped on later with the other car. Definitly recognize the celebs used for those two at the beginning, but curious on these Skyrim looking types here.
Very well done
Once again, thank you for using my Quote Suggestions, Lord Enigma!
Now that is so cute, and a good nickname for Twilight for future stories too! Hope Storm and Twilight will get a date one day when they have no other plans.
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It's also Sunset's undercover name for the first year at Hogwarts. She, Wall and Juniper were posing as 2nd years though.
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I know, I know. I can never forget that. I keep reading Phantoms quotes like a dozen times.
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Good for you.
The Fat man finally got it, thank you RD, reading the beginning of this chapter with the Legion of Light and everything else got me ultra-anxious with whats to come, so very jumpy and excited, so many laughs XD
YES!! The fatass got what he fucking deserved!!
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Future G5
Misty
While the cinema was showing its latest film, far away from the nearest reaches of civilization Misty was galloping as fast as her hooves would carry her. Along the dirt path just under the mountain range, she stopped for a breather. She lifted her little stolen prize, looking into its dead unmoving facial expression.
Misty: (panting) Holy moly…imagine if I had to carry Sparky all this way. It’d take me an entire day. (worried) Hopefully this works. I can’t not be a pony and not have my cutie mark. Oh, I hope Opaline won’t be upset… (shakes her head) No, she won’t be upset. She’ll be proud of me! Yeah, that’s it! She’ll be proud of me for thinking outside the box and still getting her what she wanted!
After her little break, she resumed galloping away, not noticing a straggler closely following her. It was lucky that Red was a living inanimate object, and therefore did not need to worry about tiring muscles and needing to breathe. He managed to keep Misty in his sights, but just far enough so that she would not suspect any followers.
Red: (thoughts) If she stole Tinny for the purposes of giving him to this Opaline character, then I dare not think what would happen if it were Sparky in his position. Does Misty truly live this far away from everyone else? And for what reason?
His questions were soon to be answered. Misty eventually came to a large castle structure built on a steep mountain-side. The air around it cast a perpetual doom, as evident by a thunderstorm cloud always hanging around for the occasional moments it gets its attention every once in a while. The unicorn came right up to the door, but before she could open it a stray noise caught her attention.
Misty: What was that? W-who’s there?! (no reply) Eheh…u-uh…m-maybe it was just the wind blowing a loose twig. Yeah, that’s probably it. C’mon, Misty! Get yourself together! Your big moment is coming! Finally, Opaline will no longer see me as a failure and a waste of space!
She opened the door wide as she galloped in, just in time for Red to sneak through the widened gap. The unicycle was in awe at the architecture, but likewise filled with dread at the twistedness of it all, like it used to be something beautiful once upon a time but was slowly corrupted into something hideous. Perhaps just as hideous as the horrors of the scrapyard.
Red: (thoughts) Whatever is happening here is something greater than saving my friend Tinny from a thief. Somehow, I have stumbled upon a great evil plot. But for what, I must find out. And I must find out why Misty is doing this. She seems so reluctant to be doing these crooked deeds; she is definitely afraid of Opaline. All of my friends are in danger.
Careful not to expose himself in the quiet ambiance, Red hid himself behind a corner. He watched Misty approach a pony. She had a curved sharp horn, and likewise sharp feathered wings. If she were oozing with evil she might have been considered beautiful looking, but her basking in the flames of evil twisted her appearance into something ugly. Like a factory reject.
Red: (thoughts) This must be Opaline. My goodness, I am reminded of Chrysalis very much by her appearance. I can only pray that she does not damage Tinny beyond repair once she discovers that he has not an ounce of dragon-magic inside him. But what could she want with Sparky’s particular magic? And more importantly…how much harm was she planning on afflicting him with to retrieve it?
Opaline almost ignored the noise behind her, only for it to be Misty. For some reason, she had what looked to be an old toy in her hooves in place of a dragon. What the actual heck?
Opaline: (frowns) Misty, please tell me there is a logical explanation behind this…whatever that antique is.
Misty: (falters) U-uh, w-well…I assure there is a logical explanation here!
Crickets
Opaline: (irritated) Well? Spit it out, girl. I haven't got all day.
Misty: Just a minute! *ahem* Well, uh…I have here in my hooves physical evidence of dragon-fire!
Opaline: (perks up) Dragon-fire, you say?
Misty: (excited) Yes! Because…(displays a still Tinny), there is so much dragon-fire in this toy that it can come to life!
That sparked the fire-alicorn’s fancy. An inanimate object coming to life would certainly have a substantial amount of dragon-fire in it. All that was needed was to find out just how much, and if it was enough…for the time being. Misty had certainly served her well, for once.
Opaline: (devilish smile) I must say, Misty, I am very proud of you. You have finally managed to prove your worth to me.
Misty: (smiles happily) Really?! I finally earned my cutie mark?!
Opaline: (hesitates) …I would say so.
Misty beamed so much her muscles ached.
Opaline: (emotionless) Now give it to me. (Misty obeys) It’s time to finally put the dragon-stone to use. (sighs nostalgically) Oh, to be young and full of dragon-magic again.
Opaline strutted up a ramp-like staircase holding Tinny in her magic, with Misty eagerly trotting up behind her. Red peaked out from behind the corner. He had seen everything and then some.
Red: (thoughts) Misty does not have her cutie mark? How have I not seen it before? Or, perhaps I did and then I forgot about it. This confirms it: she is desperate to appease Opaline. And since she is an alicorn, I dare not imagine whatever punishment awaits the poor mare. But what is this dragon-stone? It sounds like a device to magically siphon dragon-magic from both objects and living creatures. And, most likely, Opaline has stolen loads of dragon-magic before.
He rolled over to the base of the ramp-staircase. Thank goodness it had no stairs, but it was small enough for his clanking metal to reverberate.
Red: (thoughts) It is not only Tinny in danger. It is also little Sparky, and Hitch, and Sunny, and all of my new friends. And most likely all of this very land. I must do something.
Without a second thought, Red pedaled up the spiraling tower.
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Me: Hey, wait, what is—oh, this is a tease for later!
Zipp: At this point, how come your bosses don’t have their own series of adventures?
Me: They probably do. We just aren’t allowed to watch them. Or haven't yet.
Izzy: I wanna see it! They are so sparkling cool~! You have the best bosses!
Sunny: They’ve been to Hogwarts before?
Zipp: I wonder…were they students?
Me: Mm…I don’t know. Hogwarts is mainly confined to students of the British Isles. If my bosses are wizards, then they would have studied at Ilvermorny, the American Magic school. Or maybe they moved to America after growing up on the British Isles, thereby studying at Hogwarts.
Zipp: Maybe they were on an assignment for their own secret organization?
Me: It’s possible.
Sunny: It’s a little outlandish.
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Alphabittle: Wow. Those two really get around.
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Pipp: Oh, my glitter! He is handsome as a human!
Sprout: Why didn’t this happen in the other movies, huh? I hate plotholes.
Me: Hey! My boss looks just like MacGuyver! (double-takes) Wait…is my boss MacGuyver?
Me: Not sure about this reference. Maybe from another 80s action show?
Sprout: Why do they have to be handsome?
Pipp: (flirtatious) I don’t know~! But I like their looks! (giggles)
Me: I guess the orange portals really should have been the first clue that it was Doctor Strange.
Pipp: Oh, yes~!
Zipp: Keep dreaming, Pipp. Quill already has a family.
Pipp: (head on hoof) Curtain, though…
Zipp: (face-hoofs) Uh…
Me: (laughing)
Me: Thank goodness I became a creature with opposable fingers and thumbs. Also…griffons rock!
Hitch: Who’s that guy?
Me: No idea. He looks straight outta Skyrim.
Me: Okay…maybe another Elder Scrolls game other than Skyrim?
Me: (shakes head) Yeah, I never would’ve got those.
Izzy: (gasps) Are they old friends?!
Hitch: Maybe in their pony forms, but not as humans.
Sunny: Okay! Okay, just…put down the knives and we can talk about this!
Me: Hey, I got the same problem half the time. It’s also a common trope.
Sunny: Oh, thank hoofness! (breathes) That was too close for comfort!
Me: The what?
Zipp: How do you not know about this?
Me: I don’t know! I was just hired to work here! Nothing else!
Izzy: Wow~!
Hitch: So, are they like…the main adversaries to the Dark Order? I swear I’ve seen that in a comic book before.
Zipp: (chuckles) Well, that was a quick turnaround.
Sunny: This seems to be the adventure of all old friends reuniting! (gasps) Maybe this is your chance to be in a movie, Plymouth!
Me: (laughs nervously) Well…it’s possible. I mean, Phantom’s pretty much been a mainstay since Ace Ventura, but I’m not getting my hopes up.
Me: What is it with macho soldier men swearing an oath of silence for some self-blaming traumatic event? I’m asking as a Lutheran; it just confuses me.
Hitch: Getting marri—? They’re talking about Spike!
Me: Oh, come on! Just how much input have my bosses have in Equestria’s modern history?!
Sunny: She’s talking about Spike’s mother! (squee’s)
Hitch: I just hope the Dursleys haven't done anything to Harry. Well, nothing extreme anyway.
Zipp: Oh, yeah. You know what? I’m not even going to ask.
Me: There are other types of abuse besides relentless shouting and screaming and pummeling senselessly. (waves a hand) Case and point.
Zipp: THEY WHAT?!!!
Pipp: Oh, that is all kinds of wrong!
Hitch: Oh, yeah! That’s enough evidence to charge the both of them for child abuse! And taking hostages!
Pipp: Uh…that’s a bit much?
Hitch: (sighs) Yeah, you’re right. Maybe false imprisonment!
Sparky: (angry babbles)
Inferno & Fuego: (angrily chirping)
Izzy: (gasps) They’re sparkles have all gone to plaid! It’s way too confusing to decipher! WHY DOES THIS HAVE TO HAPPEN?!!
Sprout: (mumbles) As if sleeping under the stairs for 11 years wasn’t enough.
Sunny: You can’t lock up Princess Twilight and her friends like that! How dare you!
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Alphabittle: (growls) Just when I thought they couldn’t sink to a new low.
Haven: They’re absolutely monstrous! Why must young Harry return to this horrid place for the summer?!
Phyllis: (remorse) Oh, where has parenting gone so wrong?
Rocky: Poor kid.
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Zipp: Yes! Burn the place to the ground!
Pipp: Gasoline and justice!
Me: (whispers) Is this normal for them?
Sunny: (whispers) They’re very competitive. We just had to replace the TV after playing Them’s Fightin’ Herds the other day.
Izzy: Hey! A letter.
Pipp: Past Equestria is so behind in the times…
Sprout: Try being realistic. It’s less annoying.
Pipp: Aw, it’s from Stormy!
Zipp: (laughs) He called her Sparky!
Me: God, why is it so easy to be oblivious to one’s own romantic feelings?
Me: Oh, trust me, Sunset. We…know…~!
Sunny: We care that it’s Harry’s birthday!
Izzy: Happy Birthday…and it’s not the right time. Heh…(nervous)
Zipp: (impressed) Nice…
Me: Always fear the patient one. ‘Cause it’s fucking scary when they snap.
Izzy: (hugging Sunny) Big…brown…scary bear…!
Hitch: (sad) That poor majestic beauty of the sky…
Fuego: (sings sadly)
Zipp: Aw, gross!
Pipp: Ditto! Ew!
Me: That can shut down a major restaurant and cause a scandal.
Hitch: Is that a car?
Zipp: Don’t tell me humans have already invented flying cars.
Me: In the early nineties? Not even close.
Izzy: Ronnie! Freddy! Georgie!
Zipp: Wow! Those guys must be very resourceful if they can get their hands on a flying car.
Sunny: Magic is so awesome!
Sunny: Discord!
Izzy: Is there an echo in here?
Me: I dunno, but I’m not continuing it.
Izzy: No time for chit-chat! We gotta be maximum sneaky all up in this hizz-ouse!
Pipp: (sighs) I’m starting to regret showing you that old show.
Zipp: Why? It’s one of mom’s favorites.
Pipp: I thought Izzy would enjoy the outdated lingo. (cringes) By glitter, I hate outdated lingo…
Hitch: A crash like that?
Sprout: You seriously couldn’t use the front door?
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Static
Thunder: (confused) I thought that kick would have done it.
Zoom: Maybe you need to kick more than once.
Thunder: Maybe it’ll go away on its own.
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Sprout: (grumbles) Breaking and entering, for one. Not to mention destruction of private property.
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Jazz: How does a…um, large man have enough oxygen to shout for that long?
Static
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Zipp: The Great Escape, buster browns!
Hitch: Wow. That’s an old saying.
Zipp: What? The Great Escape?
Hitch: No, buster browns. That’s something Grandma Figgy would say to get Sunny and me to behave.
Sunny: Oh, no! Don’t leave her behind!
Discord Memorial Theater
Static
Thunder: That’s it. The next time that happens, I’m bucking the wall.
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Pipp: Hurry!
Sunny: You let him go, you fat tub of—!
Me: Hey, watch it! There are children present! And Loona is exempt because that’s part of her character!
Sunny: Sorry!
Me: Save it for the next sequel, at least.
Zipp: (smiles gleefully) Uh, oh! She’s gonna blow~!
Me: Unsurprisingly…
Zipp: That was so awesome! Hedwig is a badass!
Zipp: YES!! Finally they got what they deserved!
Pipp: Whoo! Justice feels…so good!
Hitch: Hmmm…you know what? I’ll let this slide. (grins devilishly)
Sprout: You’ll what? Why are you now doing this? (sighs) Oh, sure. Ignore me…like always.
Discord Memorial Theater
The entire audience was watching in horrified shock at the scene before them. Not a single pony dared to utter or squeak a single utterance.
Zoom: (hits Thunder’s shoulder) Thunder…?
Thunder: Oh, right! Sorry!
He fiercely bucked the wall, and the screen went to static. The original proper scene returned.
Discord’s Magical Cinematic Adventures Theater
Sunny: Happy birthday, Harry!
Others: Happy birthday!
Sprout: (snores) WEH?! Oh, I mean…yay, happy birthday…(mumbles) and all that junk.
Me: It’s gonna be a while before we actually get to Hogwarts. (gets up) I’m gonna go get some snacks. Anyone want anything?
Sunny: How about a pizza?
Zipp: Oh, yeah! A large pizza with extra cheese…
Hitch: Olives…
Pipp: Pepperoni…
Izzy: And pineapple!
Sprout: Ew! Gross! Who puts pineapple on pizza?!
Me: (sighs) How about I just get three large boxes of plain cheese pizzas to share between all of us?
Sunny: Sure thing! That way, nopony feels left out. Or dragon…or phoenix!
Fuego: *coo* (nuzzles Sunny)
Me: Okay! Be right back! (dashes off)
>>next: Misty's story
Lucas Till and Steven Yeun. From Walking Dead and Monster Trucks as your human forms. Nice, thought first guy looked familiar after looking closer and did research and name showed up. Legion of Light you guys really did think ahead. Bravo.
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And...it's going to lead to so much confusions. Like "who's on first what's on second and i don't know is on third."
Random Dude: "Yo, Sparky!"
Twilight Sparkle: "Yes?"
Sunset Shimmer: "Yes?"
Sparky Sparkeroni: "Blah?"
Random Dude: "Not you, Sparky! You, Sparky!"
Twilight Sparkle: "Me?"
Sunset Shimmer: "Me?"
Sparky Sparkeroni: "Blah?"
Random Dude: "No! The other Sparky!"
Twilight Sparkle: "Her?"
Sunset Shimmer: "Him?"
Sparky Sparkeroni: "Blah?"
Jax: "JUST FAUSTING KISS ALREADY!!!!"
Twilight Sparkle: (Flustered) "WHAT?!"
Storm Shield: (Equally flustered) "WUT?!"
Pomni: (To Jax as they run for their lives) "camo.fimfiction.net/ZyP-O5ABGGzkJEmDy70i2xQs_hQ04b4OXtgG4i5n9NA?url=https%3A%2F%2Fpreview.redd.it%2Fdoes-anyone-have-a-png-of-the-censor-bar-v0-1v94qcy6ab0c1.png%3Fwidth%3D1129%26format%3Dpng%26auto%3Dwebp%26s%3Dd36f2ae9d262d169755ad896a92081eb26b5d21c , Jax! What in Equestria are you thinking?!"
Jax: (Singing) "Twilight and Storm Shield sitting beneath a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"
Pomni: (Looking at Princess Twilight and Storm Shield chasing us) "Those two are crazy! Hold on tight! We're gettin' outta here! That is...IF WE'RE EVER GETTING OUT OF HERE!!!!"
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Actually, Sonata and I dedicated this song to Adagio and Aria... from an old friend of mine from Hell:
Adagio (1:15): "(is surprised that Sonata has the talent to sing) How interesting. I wonder what idiots she is referring to".
Me: "(poking my head out of a small portal) She's referring to you and Aria"
Adagio: "(she turns to look at me, only to see nothing) Wait... WHAT?!"
Sonata (2:55): "Adagio and Aria, you little sacks of shit!!"
Adagio and Aria: "(grunt of true anger)"
So I see that Curtain Call decided to take the form of Steven Yeun, eh?
Which reminds me. *I cry hysterically*,WHY GLENN WHY?! I MISS YOU SO MUCH BUDDY, I WISH YOU WEREN'T KILLED BY THAT BASTARDOUS NEGAN!!
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Galaxy Branch Division
Ganodi: Seriously? Barring his windows?
Leia Organa: That really is cruel punishment.
Han Solo: Why don't they bust themselves out.
Luke Skywalker: They're trying to remain at low profile, Han.
Postwar: He's right, and the Muggles aren't supposed to know about magic, cause if they do, then the entire thing will go out of place. (Discord arrives) Not you, Discord. Besides, you'll be making an appearance later.
Discord: I will? *Shows letter* Oh my!! Finally!! I get to make an appearance!! Well ta, I've got a rescue to do!! *teleports away*
Ezra Bridger: He seems excited.
Postwar: Trust me when I say, it's best not to ask.
Han Solo: Somehow I suddenly find the urge to shoot him.
Chewbacca: *saying that he wants to rip his arms off*
Leia Organa: Keep calm you two. Otherwise it'll be the thing with the Ewoks and the Storm Troopers.
Ezra Bridger: The what now?
Luke Skywalker: Long story
Ezra Bridger: Surprisingly, she's not wrong.
Mando: Although there's a little something called, Timing.
Galen Marek: I agree.
Postwar: Good thing I sent a message ahead to warn him just in case.
Katochi: You sent him a letter?
Postwar: Of course, Arctic and I left after they were locked in Harry's room. We even called on someone to help rescue him, and Discord's going to be involved in this.
Petro: Hehehe, Twilight and Storm Shield, sitting in a tree...*gets slapped behind the head*
Zatt: Will you knock it off?
Ganodi: Yeah, like Rarity would say, you could use a bit ot tact.
Postwar: Wow.
Leia Organa: You can say that again.
Han Solo: Sometimes I wonder who's more braver, Fluttershy or Ocellus.
Ben Solo: Though I think both of them are adorable at the same time.
Postwar: Well, he's not wrong there.
Byph: Because they're vegetarians.
Han Solo: Though they were able to eat other foods when they were in their human forms.
Postwar: Remember, their physiologies change when they're in different forms. Same with tastes and allergies.
Everyone sees Postwar standing up:
Galen Marek: Where are you going?
Postwar: That's our cue. Arctic, come on, we got work to do.
Postwar leaves via portal to parts unknown.
Leia Organa: So that's what Postwar meant by Discord helping.
Han Solo: Though why the heck does Sunset sound so depressed?
Luke Skywalker: You have to remember, Discord and the Rainbooms and the Shadowbolts tried to rescue her, but it backfired on them before she became evil.
Galen Marek: But how could she not like Discord, I mean she didn't even met them, considering she was at Canterlot High.
Mando: Sometimes we have our reasons. But we chose to keep it quiet.
Han Solo: Trust me, even a Gundark can be awake from a noise like that.
Luke Skywalker: And we speak from experience.
Zatt: *smirks* Really?
Leia Organa: Not our best moments.
Ezra Bridger: Now this I gotta hear.
Han Solo: Okay, now I really want to shoot him.
Mando: Get in line.
Galen Marek: Ditto.
Ganodi: Oh boy, now he's done it.
Petro: Wow, that is one tough bird.
Galen Marek: Hmm, maybe I should get Sunset something like that when I have the time.
Everyone sighed in relief seeing that all of them were able to escape.
Han Solo: Now that was quite something.
Leia Organa: Though I wonder what Postwar meant by doing something?
Luke Skywalker: We all have our secrets.
>>>>Next (Post and Arctic in the background)
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<<<<Theatre comments
Few minutes earlier, the Dursley Residence
A portal opened and from out of nowhere, Postwar and Arctic appeared:
(Arctic Dialogue)
Postwar: Simple really. Once they escape, I know that they're not gonna let things go. So we'll erase their memories.
(Arctic Dialogue)
Postwar: By using these.
Postwar shows him a couple of black glasses, and...
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(Arctic Dialogue and in shock)
Postwar: That's right. Little something I borrowed since my assignment in MIB.
(Arctic Dialogue)
Postwar: We can't use magic, that much is true, but they didn't say anything about technology, and they're not gonna remember it anyway.
(Arctic Dialogue and accepts glasses and device)
The two of them looked and what happened.
Postwar: Alright, wait for a moment.
(Arctic Dialogue)
Postwar: You deal with the wife and kid. *looks at Vernon* I got the fat man.
(Arctic Dialogue)
Postwar walks over to Vernon whilst putting the glasses on. He pokes at him a couple of times, gaining his attention, allowing Postwar to punch him hard and was against the wall. He looks at Post angry:
Vernon: Why you...!!
Postwar: *points the device that powers up* Say cheese, fatso.
Postwar turns it on and in a flash, Vernon stared blankly, allowing Post to wave his hand, making Vernon unconscious.
(Arctic dialogue and does the same thing)
Postwar walks away, with Arctic behind him:
(Arctic Dialogue)
Postwar: They won't remember a thing. All they'll remember is that they let them go, and that he'll still have that dinner planned.
(Arctic Dialogue)
Postwar: That's the beauty of these things. I did the same thing to fatso's boss a while ago, now he thinks they'll be going to dinner next week.
(Arctic Dialogue)
Postwar: Thanks. Now then, we'd better get going. I promised Doc that I need to give these supplies.
(Arctic Dialogue)
Postwar: We're going to our bosses.
The two of them then soon opens a portal and walks towards their bosses' last location.
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Location unknown
From far away, Curtain Call, Quill Cast, Mirai and Draxus were walking down a path, until they heard a noise and turned, revealing a portal, allowing Postwar and Arctic to enter:
(Arctic Dialogue)
Postwar: You get used to it. *Sees the boss* Sirs, glad we found...
Suddenly, Draxus placed blades against their necks whilst the two of them held up their hands:
(Arctic Dialogue)
Suddenly, Curtain and Quill recognized them:
Curtain Call: Wait, stand down, we know them.
Marai: You do?
Quill Cast: That's right. Those two are allies of ours. Postwar, head of the Galaxy Branch, and Arcic, head of the Canterlot City Branch. They're also like us.
Post and Arctic nodded, allowing Draxus to place the blades away:
Postwar: So this is...?*gets a nod from the two, then looked at him* I'm sorry about what happened. Something like that can really hurt. *presents fist* But never give up hope. For sometimes that can be a person's greatest weapon. *Draxus looks at him, then fist bumps him back*
Quill Cast: Now then...*sternly* What the heck are you two doing here?
Postwar: To deliver our status report. You know, per protocol?
(Arctic Dialogue)
Curtain Call: Right, right. What's the status.
Postwar: Well, good news is, the others arrived safely and reunited with Harry. Bad news is, they got caught by the Dursleys.
Curtain Call: What? Ho...*deadpans* Let me guess, Dobby?
Postwar: Dobby.
(Arctic dialogue)
Quill Cast: Oh, come on. I know why he did it, but to expose the others like that?
Postwar: Which is why we went to Ron Weasley and contacted Storm Shield...
Quill Cast: You went to the Weaseley home?!
(Arctic Dialogue)
Postwar: And remember, they said that Ron and his brothers rescued Harry, but they never asked, how they knew Harry was in trouble and were starved.
Curtain Call: Huh, surprisingly they have a good point.
Quill Cast: So what else?
(Arctic Dialogue)
Postwar: They're on their way back to Ron's family, as we speak.
Curtain Call: That's good.
Postwar: In the meantime, Doc asked me to get you these. *gives them two large briefcases* he said that you guys will need it whilst in this world. He said you'll know what to do with them.
Quill Cast: Thanks. *accepts them* In the meantime, continue to monitor them from the shadows. And remember...
Postwar: Only when necessary.
(Arctic dialogue)
Postwar: Good luck out there, sir.
Curtain Call: *shakes Postwar's hand* You too. And make sure Sunset's safe.
Postwar: Yes sir.
The two of them opened a portal and walked towards it whilst Curtain and the others left:
(Arctic Ace)
Postwar: To the Weasley home. And like he said, we'll watch from the shadows. Make sure everything is safe.
(Arctic Ace asks about Ron's mother)
Postwar: *breaths through teeth* Let's just hope she won't spot us. That woman is scary.
(Arctic Dialogue)
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Ganodi: Seriously? Barring his windows?
Leia Organa: That really is cruel punishment.
Arctic: They’re being treated like animals (he said with small glare)
Han Solo: Why don't they bust themselves out.
Luke Skywalker: They're trying to remain at low profile, Han.
Postwar: He's right, and the Muggles aren't supposed to know about magic, cause if they do, then the entire thing will go out of place. (Discord arrives) Not you, Discord. Besides, you'll be making an appearance later.
Discord: I will? *Shows letter* Oh my!! Finally!! I get to make an appearance!! Well ta, I've got a rescue to do!! *teleports away*
Ezra Bridger: He seems excited.
Postwar: Trust me when I say, it's best not to ask.
EQG Rainbow Dash: Yeah, pretty much the same with our Pinkie. She gets way to excited, and does almost impossible things, that are left better not to question.
Han Solo: Somehow I suddenly find the urge to shoot him.
Arctic: Honestly, I wouldn’t blame you for that.
Chewbacca: *saying that he wants to rip his arms off*
Leia Organa: Keep calm you two. Otherwise it'll be the thing with the Ewoks and the Storm Troopers.
Ezra Bridger: The what now?
Luke Skywalker: Long story
EQG Pinkie Pie: Yeah, I would try to look at the bright side of things. Can’t be all sad and angry all the time in a bad situation.
Ezra Bridger: Surprisingly, she's not wrong.
Mando: Although there's a little something called, Timing.
Galen Marek: I agree.
Sci-Twi: They’re right, Pinkie.
Rarity: Being optimistic is good, just not.. the right time for that now.
Postwar: Good thing I sent a message ahead to warn him just in case.
Katochi: You sent him a letter?
Postwar: Of course, Arctic and I left after they were locked in Harry's room. We even called on someone to help rescue him, and Discord's going to be involved in this.
EQG Applejack: So that’s where you left off too. (She said towards Arctic)
Arctic: Yeah, and if all goes well this should work out.
EQG Fluttershy: I really hope so.
Petro: Hehehe, Twilight and Storm Shield, sitting in a tree...*gets slapped behind the head*
Zatt: Will you knock it off?
Ganodi: Yeah, like Rarity would say, you could use a bit of tact.
EQG Rarity: I agree, you really should have some tact.
EQG Rainbow Dash: Gotta admit, it is kinda funny. (She mentioned with a small chuckle) Who wouldn’t wanna tease someone about their crush.
Postwar: Wow.
Leia Organa: You can say that again.
Arctic: Same, didn’t think she had it in her.
Han Solo: Sometimes I wonder who's more braver, Fluttershy or Ocellus.
Ben Solo: Though I think both of them are adorable at the same time.
Postwar: Well, he's not wrong there.
EQG Fluttershy: (would blush a little bit in embarrassment from the comment) O-Oh, you both are too kind. (She mentioned and covers her face a bit)
Byph: Because they're vegetarians.
Han Solo: Though they were able to eat other foods when they were in their human forms.
Postwar: Remember, their physiologies change when they're in different forms. Same with tastes and allergies.
Sci-Twi: Guess that explains why, my taste was different when I came here for the first time.
Everyone sees Postwar standing up:
Galen Marek: Where are you going?
Postwar: That's our cue. Arctic, come on, we got work to do.
Arctic: Right. (He said and turns back to the Equestrian Girls) Catch you girls later.
Postwar leaves via portal to parts unknown.
EQG Pinkie Pie: Huh, wonder where they’re going?
EQG Applejack: Whatever it is, sounds mighty important.
EQG Pinkie Pie: Discord to the rescue!
Leia Organa: So that's what Postwar meant by Discord helping.
Han Solo: Though why the heck does Sunset sound so depressed?
Luke Skywalker: You have to remember, Discord and the Rainbooms and the Shadowbolts tried to rescue her, but it backfired on them before she became evil.
Galen Marek: But how could she not like Discord, I mean she didn't even met them, considering she was at Canterlot High.
Mando: Sometimes we have our reasons. But we chose to keep it quiet.
Sci-Twi: Something tells me, he will be woken up by it.
Han Solo: Trust me, even a Gundark can be awake from a noise like that.
Luke Skywalker: And we speak from experience.
Zatt: *smirks* Really?
Leia Organa: Not our best moments.
Ezra Bridger: Now this I gotta hear.
Han Solo: Okay, now I really want to shoot him.
Mando: Get in line.
Galen Marek: Ditto.
EQG Rainbow Dash: Count me in! I wanna punch him square on in the face!
Ganodi: Oh boy, now he's done it.
Sci-Twi: He really shouldn't have said that.
EQG Applejack: Eeyup, and now his gonna get what’s coming to him.
Petro: Wow, that is one tough bird.
Galen Marek: Hmm, maybe I should get Sunset something like that when I have the time.
EQG Rarity: Thats very thoughtful of you, I’m sure she’ll like it a lot. (She mentioned to Galen)
Everyone sighed in relief seeing that all of them were able to escape.
Han Solo: Now that was quite something.
Leia Organa: Though I wonder what Postwar meant by doing something?
Luke Skywalker: We all have our secrets.
EQG Fluttershy: Wherever they went, I-I hope they’re ok.
>>>>Next (Post and Arctic in the background)
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Don't you mean "brutish", Lord Enigma?
Massager's log #5
Date 2/13/24
Fleck: " They better not do something terrible to that boy."
Tubby Nugget: " Honestly, living with those beasts is far worse a punishment as it is."
General Supernova: " BARS! You're locking him up like a common criminal, he's only a kid."
Mr Squelch: " Why that horrible, overgrown piece of whale blubber."
Moraik: " You know, with a firey personality like hers. I wouldn't be surprised if Rainbow Dash had the potential to be a Firebender."
Un: " You're not wrong."
Dodger: " If I could do anything, I could try the Imperius Curse to make him walk to a public area and take off his clothes. HA! That would be fun."
Zatanna: " The Imperius Curese?"
Myself ( hastily): " It's a spell that hasn't been taught yet nor NEEDS to be demonstrated.
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Next chapter they put bars on his window
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Language Sonata.
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Few minutes earlier, the Dursley Residence
A portal opened and from out of nowhere, Postwar and Arctic appeared:
Arctic: So, what’s the plan on handling this? (He asked as he looked over at Postwar)
Postwar: Simple really. Once they escape, I know that they're not gonna let things go. So we'll erase their memories.
Arctic: And how exactly, are we going to erase their memories?
Postwar: By using these.
Postwar shows him a couple of black glasses, and...
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Arctic: Is that, what I think it is (he asked in shock looking at Postwar)
Postwar: That's right. Little something I borrowed since my assignment in MIB.
Arctic: Nice, but are you sure this is ok? We can’t use magic, remember?
Postwar: We can't use magic, that much is true, but they didn't say anything about technology, and they're not gonna remember it anyway.
Arctic: Well, when you put it that way. Guess you have a pretty good point. (He said as he accepted the glasses putting them on and held the device in his hand)
The two of them looked and what happened.
Postwar: Alright, wait for a moment.
Arctic: (nods his head) Right.
Postwar: You deal with the wife and kid. *looks at Vernon* I got the fat man.
Arctic: Got it.
Postwar walks over to Vernon whilst putting the glasses on. He pokes at him a couple of times, gaining his attention, allowing Postwar to punch him hard and was against the wall. He looks at Post angry:
Vernon: Why you...!!
Postwar: *points the device that powers up* Say cheese, fatso.
Postwar turns it on and in a flash, Vernon stared blankly, allowing Post to wave his hand, making Vernon unconscious.
Petunia: Vernon!
Dudley: Dad!
Arctic: Don’t worry, you’ll be joining him. Nighty night. (He said turning on the flash as he watch Petunia and Dudley fall unconscious as well)
Postwar walks away, with Arctic behind him:
Arctic: Well, that take care of those three. You really think it’ll wipe out everything that has happened? (He asked Postwar)
Postwar: They won't remember a thing. All they'll remember is that they let them go, and that he'll still have that dinner planned.
Arctic: Huh, really? Wow, these really do work that well then i thought they would.
Postwar: That's the beauty of these things. I did the same thing to fatso's boss a while ago, now he thinks they'll be going to dinner next week.
Arctic: Ha! Nice one man.
Postwar: Thanks. Now then, we'd better get going. I promised Doc that I need to give these supplies.
Arctic: Right, so where are we heading off to now?
Postwar: We're going to our bosses.
The two of them then soon opens a portal and walks towards their bosses' last location.
Next>>> (talking to the bosses)
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Nice one.
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Thanks! Currently on the last one now
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Harold (Captain Underpants: The Epic First Movie): "Yes, she did it! And they deserved it!"
<<Post and Arctic background
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Location unknown
From far away, Curtain Call, Quill Cast, Mirai and Draxus were walking down a path, until they heard a noise and turned, revealing a portal, allowing Postwar and Arctic to enter:
Arctic: (holding his head a bit) Man, that still feels weird.
Postwar: You get used to it. *Sees the boss* Sirs, glad we found...
Suddenly, Draxus placed blades against their necks whilst the two of them held up their hands:
Arctic: Woah Woah. Easy, we ain’t here to cause trouble.
Suddenly, Curtain and Quill recognized them:
Curtain Call: Wait, stand down, we know them.
Marai: You do?
Quill Cast: That's right. Those two are allies of ours. Postwar, head of the Galaxy Branch, and Arcic, head of the Canterlot City Branch. They're also like us.
Post and Arctic nodded, allowing Draxus to place the blades away:
Postwar: So this is...?*gets a nod from the two, then looked at him* I'm sorry about what happened. Something like that can really hurt. *presents fist* But never give up hope. For sometimes that can be a person's greatest weapon. *Draxus looks at him, then fist bumps him back*
Quill Cast: Now then...*sternly* What the heck are you two doing here?
Postwar: To deliver our status report. You know, per protocol?
Arctic: Yeah, we came here looking for you so we can tell you the update about what’s happening.
Curtain Call: Right, right. What's the status.
Postwar: Well, good news is, the others arrived safely and reunited with Harry. Bad news is, they got caught by the Dursleys.
Curtain Call: What? Ho...*deadpans* Let me guess, Dobby?
Postwar: Dobby.
Arctic: Dobby..(he repeated)
Quill Cast: Oh, come on. I know why he did it, but to expose the others like that?
Postwar: Which is why we went to Ron Weasley and contacted Storm Shield...
Quill Cast: You went to the Weaseley home?!
Arctic: We did, and we know you are probably upset, but we needed to get them out somehow.
Postwar: And remember, they said that Ron and his brothers rescued Harry, but they never asked, how they knew Harry was in trouble and were starved.
Curtain Call: Huh, surprisingly they have a good point.
Quill Cast: So what else?
Arctic: By now, they should all should be rescued by now. (He mentioned)
Postwar: They're on their way back to Ron's family, as we speak.
Curtain Call: That's good.
Postwar: In the meantime, Doc asked me to get you these. *gives them two large briefcases* he said that you guys will need it whilst in this world. He said you'll know what to do with them.
Quill Cast: Thanks. *accepts them* In the meantime, continue to monitor them from the shadows. And remember...
Postwar: Only when necessary.
Arctic: When things look really bad, then will step in.
Postwar: Good luck out there, sir.
Curtain Call: *shakes Postwar's hand* You too. And make sure Sunset's safe.
Postwar: Yes sir.
The two of them opened a portal and walked towards it whilst Curtain and the others left:
Arctic: So, what’s our next move, Postwar. (He asked looking over at him).
Postwar: To the Weasley home. And like he said, we'll watch from the shadows. Make sure everything is safe.
Arctic: Right, right…though, another question I wanna ask, what will happen if Ron’s mother spots us? (He questions towards his friend/colleague)
Postwar: *breaths through teeth* Let's just hope she won't spot us. That woman is scary.
Arctic: (shiver’s a bit) Yeah, you can say that again.