> Codename: Foals Next Door > by cyberlord4444 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Operation: A.P.P.E.A.R. Part 1 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Luna facehooved, unable to fathom how things could have been screwed up so badly. A few hours ago, Discord escaped and stole the Elements of Harmony. While she could forgive her sister for not being able to prevent their theft, what was unbelievable was that she didn't have a contingency in place. Now, Twilight and her friends exited the maze, most of them corrupted and unable to wield them, which didn't matter because they were still missing. Luna was still recovering from her banishment on the moon, it was still a few months before she would be at full power, but she had more than enough to put her plan in motion. Lying open before her was a book written by the legendary unicorn summoner Divine Pentagram. It was open to a spell that would summon what it called 'The Elements of Victory'. While Luna had never heard of these Elements before, the description was quite clear. The Elements of Victory are not quite the Elements of Harmony. While the Elements of Harmony are unique to Equestria, and there are and shall always be 6, the Elements of Victory are more complex. They exist in every world on which there is life, and are ever changing. While using this spell will only summon 5, they will have the ability to create more as they are discovered. Luna grinned internally as she readied the spell. These Elements of Victory sounded strange, but they were the only thing she found that even came close to the Elements of Harmony. Charging her horn, she cast, praying to whoever would listen that they would be able to save here home. Sector V "Kids Next Door, we're under attack!" yelled Nigel Uno, AKA Numbuh 1. "Again? Numbuh 5 can't believe this, this is the third time this week," moaned Abigail Lincon, AKA Numbuh 5. "Ah, you say that like it's a bad thing," said Wallabee Beetles, AKA Numbuh 4, "I'm always up to kickin' the crud out of some baddies." "Quiet Numbuh 4," Numbuh 1 snapped, "Numbuh 2, have you identified our assailants?" "Yes sir," replied Hoagie Gilligan, AKA Numbuh 2, "it looks like the Delightful Children From Down the Lane." "Them again?" said Numbuh 4, "as much as I enjoy kicking their butts, it's starting to get a bit old." "Maybe they just want to be friends," said Kuki Sanban, AKA Numbuh 3. "I don't think so," said Numbuh 2, "looks like they've got a new Really Really Incredibly Destructive Machine." "Well, then, looks like we'll need to bring out the big guns," said Numbuh 1, "Numbuh 3, you're up." "Okay, I'll get mister Hippy-Hop," said Numbuh 3 before running off. Outside, the Delightful Children From Down the Lane trundled forward in a giant crab shaped robot. "Hello Kids Next Dumb," they chanted eerily, "would you like to come out and play, we promise that it will be just, delightful." "Sorry, we're a bit busy," said Numbuh 1 over a microphone, "but Numbuh 3's available." With that, a hatch opened up on the treehouse, out of which jumped a giant mechanical rabbit that looked like it was built out of various construction vehicles. Kids Next Door, H.I.P.P.I.E.-H.O.P. Hare Inspired Piston Powered Ingenious Exoskeleton-Hops Over Parents The H.I.P.P.I.E.-H.O.P. let out a mighty roar, then numerous panels opened to reveal several dozen various laser cannons. However, before it could fire, the crab robot brought up one of its claws and crushed it. Numbuh 3 ejected, her parachute deploying after she landed, and ran back towards the treehouse. "Do you like our new toy?" the DCFDTL chanted, "Father gave it to us for doing so well on our last test, it's a Really Really Really Incredibly Destructive Machine." "Looks like H.I.P.P.I.E.-H.O.P. wasn't enough," said Numbuh 1, "time to take things up a notch. Numbuh 4, warm up the G.O.G.O.-G.O.R.I.L.L.A., Numbuh 5, bring the S.P.L.O.R.K. into firing position, Numbuh 2, ready the K.O.L.O.S.S.A.L.I.N.E.R. for takeoff, I'll use the W.R.A.S.L.E.R., Kids Next Door, battle stations!" "That won't help," chanted the DCFDTL, "nothing you have can withstand the power of our Destructo Blaster." With that, the back of the RRRIDM opened to reveal a massive laser cannon. After charging for a few seconds, it fired at the treehouse, causing it to vanish, leaving nothing but ashes. "Goodbye, Kids Next Dorks," they chanted, before laughing evilly. Sweet Apple Acres Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo were holed up in their clubhouse, riding out the storm of chaos that had been unleashed. They were also hiding from their sisters, surrogate in Scoot's case, who had been turned into mockeries of their former selves by Discord's magic. "I want ma sister back," said Apple Bloom. "You and me both," said Scootaloo. "Stupid Discord," Sweetie Belle chimed in, "why can't he just leave us alone." Before either of her friends could respond, a mighty thoom sounded. Jumping up, the three fillies went to look at what had happened now. What they saw was something they didn't expect. It was a massive tree, even by Apple Bloom's standards, decked out with a plethora of strange structures. "What do you think that is?" Sweetie Belle asked. "Probably another one of Discord's little games," replied Scootaloo. "I don't think so," said Apple Bloom, "sure it looks a bit funny, but it's not doing anything. Discord's stuff's always doin' somethin' weird." "Then what is it?" Sweetie Belle asked. "Let's go check it out!" said Scootaloo. "I don't think it's a good idea," said Sweetie Belle. "Well, I don't know about you two," said Apple Bloom, "but something about that thing makes me feel safe just looking at it." Hearing this, the others were surprised to feel the same way. The matter settled, they hooked up Apple Bloom's wagon to the back of Scootaloo's scooter and headed out. After a few minutes, they arrived and made their way up. In a large common room, or at least that's what they thought it was, they found 5 unconscious foals about their age. One was a dark blue unicorn with a black mane and a large red cap and blue sweater, the second a green earth pony wearing a green sweater with sleeves that were longer than her forelegs and a straight black mane, the third was a light blue unicorn with a wool flight cap and goggles, the fourth an orange earth pony in a hoodie with a yellow mane that covered his eyes, and the last was a red Pegasus with sunglasses and no mane. As they were debating on whether or not to wake them up, they started to stir on their own. Once they had managed to wake up, their eyes went wide, and the orange one started screaming. Transmission Interrupted > Operation: A.P.P.E.A.R. Part 2 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Numbuh 4 was screaming his head off, admittedly for a good reason. One minute he was doing what he did best, kicking the collective butts of the Delightful Children From Down the Lane, the next, he was transformed into a pony, a sissy girly pony. Needless to say, he was freaking out. Luckily, he had his teammates to help him calm down. "Stop that screaming," Numbuh 5 said, smacking him with her hat, "it's not that bad." "Not that bad, NOT THAT BAD!?" replied Numbuh 4, "I'm a pony! How am I supposed to kick the butts of stupid adults like this? One look at me and they'll laugh, and I can't punch with hooves." "Despite Numbuh 4's hysterics," said Numbuh 1, "he does bring up a valid point, we'll be unable to fight in our current condition. Alright, first order of business, find out how the Delightful Children did this and reverse this, failing that we need to modify our 2x4 technology so that we can use it in our current state." "Uh Numbuh 1, that's a good plan and all," Numbuh 5 interjected, "but Numbuh 5's not too sure that it was the Delightful Children that did this." "And why is that Numbuh 5?" Numbuh 1 inquired. "First of all, the Delightful Children said that the laser thing they fired at us was a Destructo Blaster," Numbuh 5 explained, "now what kinda name is that for a laser that turns kids into ponies?" "Hmm, good point Numbuh 5," Numbuh 1 conceded, "say what you will about the Delightful Children From Down the Lane, but they are rather straightforward when naming their weapons. You said that was your first reason, any others?" "Just one," Numbuh 5 answered, "there's 3 other ponies over there." With that, Numbuh 5 pointed to Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, and Apple Bloom, who were in the corner they were scared into due to Numbuh 4's screaming. "Uh, hi," Apple Bloom said sheepishly. "What!" shouted Numbuh 1, "I designed the security on this place myself, it's completely impregnable, where did those 3 come from!?" "Ooh, maybe they came from that flying gingerbread house," said Numbuh 3. Numbuh 1 groaned as he went to join her by the window, "With all that's happened so far, it wouldn't surprise me if that were true. So Numbuh 3, what's this about a LEAPING LIZZIES!" Outside of the window was what could only be described as pure chaos: flying buildings, ballerina buffalo, and mutated rabbits, just to name a few. "You know," Numbuh 2 interjected, "to be honest, leaping Lizzies is the only thing I don't see." An alligator bounced up onto the window, then hopped away, "Never mind." "What happened to this place?" Numbuh 1 asked. "Discord happened," said Apple Bloom, prompting the KND to turn towards her, "he came around and started turning everything all wonky, and turned my sister into..." Apple Bloom broke into tears, unable to continue. "There there," Numbuh 5 said, patting her on the shoulder, "we'll take care of this Discord fellow, and help your sister, won't we?" Her tone made it clear that that last part wasn't a question. "Like you even need to ask," Numbuh 1 replied, "the Kids Next Door's mission is to help kids in trouble wherever they are, and we're not about to change that just because the kids in question are ponies." "Um, hate to break it to ya," Numbuh 2 interjected, "but this Discord fellow looks like he can rewrite the laws of physics, when have we ever fought anything like that?" "Grandfather," Numbuh 1 simply replied. "Oh yeah," Numbuh 2 grinned sheepishly. "Well, let's get started," Numbuh 1 said, "Numbuh 2, check to see what vehicles are still operational, Numbuh 5, the handheld weapons. Numbuh 3, check on the hamsters and our supplies, I don't want to be caught short with this kind of opponent. Numbuh 4, keep an eye on our guests, keep them comfortable, but out of the way. I'll use the sensor array to try to learn more about this Discord character. Kids Next Door, Battle Stations!" With that, he jumped a good foot into the air, to everyone's surprise however, he didn't come down. "What the, did I hit a C.A.T.T.R.A.P. or something?" "Uh, Numbuh 1," said Numbuh 4, "you're flying." "Huh?" With that, Numbuh 1 looked behind him, noticing that his wings were subconsciously flapping. "Aw man," Numbuh 2 moaned, "why couldn't I get wings?" "Well, this could prove useful," Numbuh 1 said as he landed, "change of plan. Numbuh 4, you'll be checking the handheld weapons, Numbuh 5, stay with these 3 and learn all you can about our new abilities, let's move." As the others went off to do their jobs, Numbuh 5 turned to the CMC, "So, what's your names?" "I'm Sweetie Belle," said Sweetie Belle, "that's Apple Bloom and Scootaloo." "Call me Numbuh 5," said Numbuh 5, "so, I guess you might have guessed, but we aint exactly from around here." "Yeah," Scootaloo said, "we kinds figured that when your treehouse appeared out of nowhere." "How'd you get the tree to grow that big anyway?" asked Apple Bloom. "Trade Kids Next Door secret," said Numbuh 5, "so, if you don't mind, what kinda things can you girls do?" After about a half-hour, the KND reconvened. "All right," said Numbuh 1, "this is our opponent." A holographic image of Discord appeared, "The sensors weren't able to determine exactly how he's doing it, but he appears to have incredible transformation and mind control based abilities. Luckily, it appears that he has to actively do so, so a surprise attack should be able to breach his defenses. Numbuh 2, vehicle status." "Not too good," said Numbuh 2, "all the larger vehicles were damaged in transit, it'll take me a while to fix 'em. Good news, the S.T.A.N.K., S.C.A.M.P.E.R. and R.O.A.D.S.T.A.R. all came through without a scratch." "Very good Numbuh 2," replied Numbuh 1, "Numbuh 4, what's the status of our weaponry?" "It's weird," replied Numbuh 4, "most of them're working just fine, but the lasers just plain refuse to work." "Problematic, but nothing we can't work around," said Numbuh 1, "S.P.L.A.N.K.E.R.s and G.U.M.Z.O.O.K.A.s should do the job, plus the T.H.U.M.P.E.R. for additional attack power. Speaking of which, Numbuh 3, whats the status of the power core?" "All hamsters are here," replied Numbuh 3, "and running in their little wheels. Also, we're low on icecream." "Very good Numbuh 3," replied Numbuh 1, "except for that last bit, remind me to stock up when we get back." "Okay," replied Numbuh 3. "Numbuh 5, have you learned anything useful from the locals?" Numbuh 1 inquired. "Numbuh 5 sure did," she replied, "you might want to take a seat though, this is major stuff." As the other KND took a seat, Numbuh 5 began, "Well, as you could probably tell, there are 3 main kinds of ponies that live here. The first is Earth Ponies like Apple Bloom here and Numbuh 4, they're super strong compared to normal ponies, so be careful not ta break anything." "Well, that doesn't sound too bad," Numbuh 4 said, "can't wait to see if I break my weightlifting record." "After the mission," said Numbuh 1. "Fine," moaned Numbuh 4. "As Numbuh 5 was saying, Numbuh 1, Numbuh 3, and Scootaloo are Pegasi. As you already know, they can fly, but they can also walk on clouds, push them around, and cause them to rain and stuff, plus a few more weather based abilities." "Ooh, I can make sure that I never get a picnic rained on again," said Numbuh 3. "Last but not least are the unicorns such as Numbuh 5, Numbuh 2, and Sweetie Belle," Numbuh 5 continued, "we can use, magic." Numbuh 2 scoffed, "Really? Magic is just something in stories." Numbuh 5 smirked, "Well, Numbuh 5's about to prove you wrong." With that, her horn started to glow with a blue and white aura. Numbuh 2 scoffed, "Puhleese, it's going to take more that to convince-whoop!" Before he could finish his comment, Numbuh 2 found himself yanked up by his tail, which was held in an aura that matched the one on Numbuh 5's horn. At the sight, everyone started laughing, except for Numbuh 2 of course. "Hey," commented Numbuh 3, "you've got a picture on your butt." "Yeah well, so do you," Numbuh 2 retorted. This caused the rest of the KND to look and see that they all had an image on their rear. Numbuh 5's was a treasure map, with the X replaced by a pair of crossed lollipops, Numbuh 4's was a gong used in boxing matches, Numbuh 3's was a rainbow with a flame at either end instead of clouds, Numbuh 2's was a welding torch and a S.C.A.M.P.E.R., and Numbuh 1's was Sector V's treehouse wearing a set of sunglasses. "Numbuh 5, what are these?" asked Numbuh 1. "Yeah, according to these three they're called Cutie Marks and appear when a pony discovers their special talent," Numbuh 5 explained. "Well, we can figure out the rest of our new abilities later, right now we've got a job to do," said Numbuh 1, "Kids Next Door, BATTLE STATIONS!!!!" Transmission Interrupted > Operation: A.P.P.E.A.R. Part 3 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Discord looked over his new domain, and grinned. He had managed to prevent any possible way for him to be stopped. The bearers had been twisted so that they couldn't use their Elements, and the Princesses had been turned into a quite lovely pigeon restroom. Now that he thought about it, a flock of pigeons the size of bears sound like a lovely idea, besides, Celestia and Luna could use some company. As he was looking around for a flock of pigeons to enlarge, he noticed something in the distance, something green. Wondering what it was, Discord summoned a bottle of soda, drank it, then used it as a telescope. Under closer inspection, Discord still had no idea what it was. "Whoever made that," he said to himself, "they've got style." The Kids Next Door of Sector V were cruising at speed in their trusty S.C.A.M.P.E.R., a flying machine made of a green camper with a couple of planes on the back for propulsion. Kids Next Door: S.C.A.M.P.E.R. Shabby Camper Actually Makes Perfect Emergency Rescue-mabob "Discord is in range," said Numbuh 2 from the pilot's seat. "Excellent Numbuh 2," Numbuh 1 replied, "here's the plan. As Numbuh 3 and I can fly, we will drop down when we get overhead and lay down covering fire so you can land. Once you're down, we'll commence a synchronized assault from all sides. I don't want him to be able to open his mouth without getting a super sour gumball shot down his throat." "Okay," said Numbuh 3, with a little less enthusiasm than usual. "What's the matter Numbuh 3?" asked Numbuh 5. "Those 3 girls we left back at the treehouse, they're all alone," Numbuh 3 replied. "Don't worry," said Numbuh 5, "they've got each other. Numbuh 5 promises that they'll be alright." "Really?" Numbuh 3 asked hopefully. "As long as they stay away from my stuff," said Numbuh 4. "Don't worry," said Numbuh 3, "the hamsters are keeping an eye on them." "Enough chatter," said Numbuh 1, "I'm a little worried about them too, but it's go time. Numbuh 3, prepare to drop." "Okay," Numbuh 3 replied, grabbing her T.H.U.M.P.E.R. "We're over the drop point," said Numbuh 2, "hang on to your underwear!" With that, he pressed a button on the dash, causing trapdoors to open underneath Numbuhs 1 and 3. Dropping down, they used their wings to come to a soft landing in front of Discord's throne. "Well, I wondered who could possible create such an interesting device," Discord commented, "but I have to admit, I didn't expect this. Congratulations, you're the first ponies to surprise me in, well, ever." "Aw, you mean you've never had a surprise party?" Numbuh 3 asked. "Ahem," Numbuh 1 interrupted, "I thought we were going to stop him?" Discord started laughing, "Oh, you two, are going to stop me? How are you going to do that, throw candy at me?" "No, habanero," Numbuh 1 said as he pulled out his weapon, which looked like a blow drier with a hot pepper plugged in the side. Kids Next Door: S.P.I.C.E.R. Stingy Pepper Infused Cannon Enflames Retinas Numbuh 1 pulled the trigger, causing a stream of pure hot sauce to enter Discord's eyes and nostrils, causing him to start screaming and running around. As he found a rain barrel of chocolate milk to dunk his head in, the S.C.A.M.P.E.R. landed, allowing Numbuhs 2, 4, and 5 to exit, weapons in hand. Discord's head emerged from the barrel, only for a teddy bear launched by Numbuh 3's T.H.U.M.P.E.R. to hit him in the face with enough force to launch him back, straight into the reach of Numbuh 4, who was dual wielding a pair of S.P.L.A.N.K.E.R.s. With a mighty whack, Discord was launched into the air, while Numbuhs 2 and 5 were taking advantage of their new found abilities to shoot him with about half-a-dozen G.U.M.Z.O.O.K.A.s, each. When Discord finally landed, Numbuh 1 stood over him, S.P.I.C.E.R. in hoof. "Had enough?" "Yes I have," Discord said, snapping his fingers. With that, the KND's weapons turned into pillows. "I have to admit," Discord said as he stood up and dusted himself off, "you kids did good. If you want, I could use a couple of bright kids like you, it's not as much fun causing chaos by myself." "Not a chance," Numbuh 1 said indignantly, "your chaotic mischief has caused suffering for countless kids, and adults but that's not important right now. We are the Kids Next Door, and anyone who hurts kids on purpose, will answer to us." With that, he twirled his pillow around like a set of nun-chucks, before settling into a combat stance, with the other KND following suit. "Now," said Numbuh 1, "who's up for a pillow fight?" "Oh, I am!" Discord exclaimed. With a snap of his fingers he conjured a tank, and a general's outfit for himself. With a bang, the turret on the tank fired a volley of pillows at an insane velocity. The KND barely managed to dodge the first volley before Discord fired repeatedly in rapid succession. "I have to admit," Discord said as he watched the KND scramble for cover, "I haven't had this much fun in ages." Looking around, he noticed that Numbuh 2 was out in the open. With a chuckle, he rotated the tank for a clear shot. Then something big and yellow crashed into him Transmission Interrupted > Operation: A.P.P.E.A.R. Part 4 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- (30 minutes earlier) The Crusaders watched as the KND left to battle Discord. "So, what happens now?" asked Apple Bloom. "Let's look around," suggested Scootaloo, "this place has to have a bunch of cool stuff." "I dunno," Sweetie Belle started, before Scootaloo interrupted. "Come on, this place has to have all kinds of juicy stuff," she said before running off. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle followed soon after, partially to keep her out of trouble, but mostly because they too were curious. There was all kinds of neat stuff, from a huge tank of nacho cheese, to a room that had about a hundred hamster wheels. After a bit, they arrived at Numbuh 1's room. On a pedestal, was a book. Normally the CMC couldn't care less about a book, unless they were comics and even then that was more Scootaloo's thing, but something about this book was different. "What is this thing," Scootaloo asked, reading the cover, "The Book of KND? Kind of a lame title." "I dunno, maybe we should take a look," replied Sweetie Belle. Giving it a read, they saw various designs and strategies for kids to battle adult tyranny. Now, the CMC might not have always gotten along with the more adult members of Ponyville, but they wouldn't go as far as to call it tyranny. Near the end, they saw a page that was a bit different. Written on it, 5 words only: We are Kids Next Door. "Wow, this is a pretty good book," said Scootaloo, "I've got about a hundred new ideas to try and find our Cutie Marks already." "Yeah, that 2x4 technology stuff was pretty cool," Apple Bloom said before turning the page. However, when they saw what was written on it, they gasped. "We need to get to them," said Sweetie Belle. "Now doubt about that," replied Apple Bloom, "the only question is how?" "Don't worry about that," said Scootaloo, "I have an idea." Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle cringed, wondering how much tree sap it would involve this time. (Present) "Um, how did that get here?" asked Numbuh 5, looking at the crashed C.O.O.L.B.U.S. As if in response to her question, the door popped open, and a rather disoriented CMC walked out. "Uhh... I thought you said you could fly this thing Scoots," groaned Sweetie Belle. "I got us here didn't I?" retorted Scootaloo. "And what are you three doing here?" asked Numbuh 1. "We came to help," said Sweetie Belle, holding the book of KND in her magic, "look, the book said you have Elements too. Since you don't know magic, we came to help." Numbuh 1 groaned, "Look, we're in the middle of a battle here, this is no place for civilians." "Numbuh 5's not too sure," Numbuh 5 said as she took a look at the page that Sweetie Belle held open, "you should take a look at this." Before anypony could respond, Discord shot up from under the wreckage. "Well, I have to admit, you three have an excellent sense of timing. Crushing me as I was about to blast tubby over there? A masterpiece of comedic and dramatic timing. But I suppose it's time for me to end this little game," Discord snapped his fingers, conjuring a battalion of pillow tanks, "and as I always say, if you're gonna do anything, do it with a bang." "Discord!" called a voice. "Hold that thought," Discord said as he turned to see who it was, "ah Twilight, come back to try your little 'Orbital Harmony Canon' trick again. Seriously, you'd think that you'd get the hint after the last time you tried." "Well, this time you're in for a nasty shock, ready girls?" With that, Twilight Sparkle and the rest of the Mane 6 charged their elements and fired. However, Discord simply conjured himself a suit of armor and withstood the blast. "What!? How is this possible?" "Silly Twilight, despite what you might think, I do know how o plan ahead," Discord replied as he brushed some dust from his shoulder, "I had enough of being a statue from the last time, so I figured out how to block it. I'll admit it wasn't easy, but I did have a thousand years to brainstorm, it's amazing how many ideas you can have when you can't do anything else but think. It'll take more than the Elements of Harmony to shut me down this time." "Then how about Victory?" Numbuh 1 asked. Discord turned to see that the KND were gathered in front of the book, which was glowing and hovering a few feet off the ground on it's own. "Now, our new friends told us how these Elements of Harmony work, and it looks like we have our own version." Discord narrowed his eyes to see what was written on the book, and what he saw gave him pause. Elements of Victory Numbuh 1: Numbuh 2: Numbuh 3: Numbuh 4: Numbuh 5: "Well then, let's get started." As soon as Numbuh 1 said that, multicolored orbs flew out of the Book and hovered in front of the KND. "Let's see, where should we begin. Ah, I know. Numbuh 5, she always knows exactly what the opponent is thinking before they do, and can read more than a few ancient languages from various lost candy civilizations, she represents the Element of, Knowledge." As he said that, the orb in front of Numbuh 5 turned white and turned into a S.C.A.M.P. "Next I think is Numbuh 4. As our Close Combat Specialist, he's always honing his skills, whether for combat or kickball. Also, no matter what you throw at him, he'll always come back swinging, even if he needs to be patched up first. He represents the Element of, Strength." Numbuh 4's orb turned into a yellow S.P.L.A.N.K.E.R. "Numbuh 3, tricky, but I've got it. Numbuh 3 always does whatever she can to keep our spirits up, and when she get's mad, well let's just say that whoever it's aimed at quickly loses whatever semblance of courage they had. She represents the Element of, Morale." Numbuh 3's orb turned into a green T.H.U.M.P.E.R. "Now, Numbuh 2 might not be the best in a direct fight, but he's a master pilot, and can create any kind of equipment we need. He represents the Element of, Ingenuity." Numbuh 2's orb turned into a blue G.U.M.Z.O.O.K.A. "And as for me? I've lead my team on countless missions, and every single time we've come out on top. The Delightful Children from Down the Lane, Father, Grandfather, you name 'em, we've beat 'em. I represent the Element of, Leadership." Numbuh 1's orb turned into a red S.P.I.C.E.R. II. "Now, let's end this." With that, multicolored beams shot from their weapons and impacted Discord. As the smoke cleared, Discord emerged, armor shattered but otherwise fine. "Ha, looks like you need a little more practice, I think there's a bowling alley around here somewhere." "Oh my dear Discord," Numbuh 1 said, "aren't we forgetting something?" Discord turned to see that the Mane 6 were readying another shot. He snapped his fingers, but to his surprise he couldn't call his armor. Just before the beam hit, he shrugged, "Well, I guess the third time's the charm." As the beam faded, Discord had been turned to stone, and was holding a sign that said 'Cheaters'. The KND grinned as their weapons turned back into balls of light and sunk into their Cutie Marks. The Book glowed brighter for a second as their Elements appeared next to their names before it faded and dropped to the ground. "Well," Numbuh 1 said, "it looks like no matter the world..." "KIDS NEXT DOOR RULES!!" shouted all of the KND. Transmission Interrupted > Operation: A.P.P.E.A.R. Part 5 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Numbuh 362 looked over the remains of Sector V's treehouse. As the Supreme Leader of the Kids Next Door, she didn't have time to mourn for them, but she could do what she could to ensure that no other Sectors met the same fate. Glancing over to her left, she saw Numbuh 74.239 approaching. "Report." "Whatever this was, it was massive. Preliminary results indicated that over 7 kajilion joules of energy were at work." "Hah, it was probably one of those stupid boys doing one of their stupid experiments and getting himself blown up like a stupidhead," scoffed Numbuh 86. Numbuh 362 sighed, Numbuh 86 was her right hand for a reason, but her dislike of boys could get annoying real fast. "Definitely not, this was the work of something that originated outside the treehouse," Numbuh 74.239 countered. "Well, whatever it is we need to find out who's responsible," Numbuh 362 said, "and break out the root beer, Sector V deserves a proper send-off." "That won't be necessary," said Numbuh 74.239. "What do you mean." "The area is saturated with Trans-Dimesionarialisim energy. From what we've been able to gather, Sector V has been sent to another plane of reality." "Then find out which one and how to bring them back!" Numbuh 362 yelled. As Numbuh 74.239 ran off, Numbuh 362 turned back towards the site, "Don't worry guys, we'll save you, no matter what kind of nightmare you're in." "Party Time!!!" Pinkie and Numbuh 3 yelled exuberantly. After Discord was re-petrified, Pinkie had wasted zero time in setting up a party to celebrate. And once Numbuh 3 caught wind of it, she immediately started to help. The end result was the biggest party anyone had ever seen, although not everyone was enjoying it. "Numbuh 4, what's wrong with you this time?" Numbuh 5 asked. "I thought we'd be going home after beating Discord, but now we're at a girly party with a bunch of girly ponies." "Come on, did you really think it would be that easy? Numbuh 2 needs some time to figure out how we got here, let alone how to go back, just relax and enjoy the party." Numbuh 4 just grumbled, "Fine, but if this party's lame, I'm out." As it turned out, he needn't have worried. While at first glance it looked a bit girly for his tastes, the games were fun, the music catchy, and the food, well let's just say it was the highlight. "Numbuh 5's more of a candy girl, but this cake aint too bad." "You said it," Numbuh 4 replied, before stuffing his face. "Numbuh 4, Numbuh 5, glad to see you're enjoying the party," said Numbuh 1 as he walked over. "Numbuh 5 thinks we should have a party after every mission," said Numbuh 5 "I'll take it under advisement. Anyway, Numbuh 2's already trying to find out how we got here so we can get home, can I count on you to do the same?" "No problem, Numbuh 5 always gets the goods." "Excellent, we need to inform KND Moonbase about this new weapon as soon as possible." "Hey, who are they?" Numbuh 4 said, pointing. Numbuh 1 and 5 turned to see that two new Ponies had appeared. "Apple Bloom told me about those 2," Numbuh 5 said, "those are the Princesses, Celestia and Luna." "And you didn't mention them before why?" asked Numbuh 1. "Because I didn't think we'd meet 'em," Numbuh 5 replied. Numbuh 1 sighed, "Well anyway, is there anything else we should know about them?" "Not sure," Numbuh 5 said as she had another forkful of cake, "the girls didn't know a whole lot about them. All they really knew is that they're a fourth race called alicorns, have butt-loads of magic, are over a thousand years old, and control the sun and moon." Numbuh 1 raised an eyebrow, "Control the sun and moon, really?" "We're on another planet, where magic is real, and fought a mishmash of monster parts who made a battalion of tanks that shot pillows out of nothing with a bunch of lights that came from The Book and turned into weapons, and are now ponies, and that's what you find unbelievable?" Numbuh 1 sighed, "I suppose you have a point." Numbuh 5 grinned in satisfaction before turning to look at the princesses, "I wonder." "Wonder what?" asked Numbuh 1. "If those two are so good with magic, maybe they know how to get us back home!" Numbuh 1 grinned, "Excellent work Numbuh 5, let's question these princesses and get them to send us home." Numbuhs 1 and 5 walked over to the princesses, Numbuh 4 was currently on his 5th slice of cake, who were currently talking to Twilight. "Honestly, when the Elements did nothing, I could have sworn my heart stopped," Twilight said, "if it wasn't for those Element of Victory foals, I honestly don't know what would have happened." "Yes, it always pays to have a backup plan, isn't that right dear sister?" Luna asked, looking like the cat that swallowed the canary. Celestia sighed, "Yes Luna, your summoning spell saved the day, when are you ever going to let us forget that?" "Hmm, remind me sister, how long do alicorns live again?" As Celestia groaned, Numbuh 1 interjected, "Pardon me, but if I understand correctly, are you the one who called us here?" "That I am," Luna said before dipping into a deep bow, "on behalf of my entire kingdom, thank you." "No problem, you actually saved us from a bit of a bad spot, so consider it just repaying the favor," Numbuh 5 said. "While I agree that we were more than happy to help deal with this Discord fellow, we're needed back home as soon as possible," Numbuh 1 said. "Er, are you sure you don't want to stay for the party?" Luna asked, somewhat evasively. "I suppose it would be rude to leave in the middle of this lovely party, but right after we need to get home." "Well, um, you see the thing is," Luna blushed, "I don't know how to send you back." Numbuh 5 stuck her hoof in her ear to clean it out, "Would you mind repeating that? Numbuh 5 didn't quite catch that." "Well, you see, the thing is, I got the spell to summon you from a book, and the book didn't, exactly, have a reverse spell." Numbuh 1's eye twitched as Numbuh 5 covered her ears, knowing what was about to happen. End Transmission "WHAT!?" > Operation: P.H.A.L.E. Part 1 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Numbuh 5, Princess Luna and Twilight were currently tinkering with the communications systems. While sending them back was currently impossible, the primary stumbling blocks being the massive power requirements and the need to pinpoint exactly where their home was, opening communications required much less energy and would help them with the targeting. "Are we ready Numbuh 5?" Numbuh 1 asked. "Just about," she replied, "just need to power it up and we're good to go." "Excellent," Numbuh 1 said before bringing a walkie talkie to his face, "Numbuh 3, bring generators to full." "Okay!" Down in the reactor room, Numbuh 3 pulled a lever, causing mechanical arms to hold out carrots in front of the hamsters running in the wheels that powered the base, causing them to run even faster, generating ludicrous amounts of power. Numbuh 5 watched a gauge, once it showed that there was enough power, she shot a thumbs up at Numbuh 1, then chuckled as she remembered she now had hooves. Numbuh 1 spoke into the microphone, "Numbuh 1 calling Kids Next Door Central Command, come in Central Command." Out of the speaker came a crackle of static, but soon enough words could be heard, "--------- is Numbuh 362 -------------------- please repeat." As the others cheered, Numbuh 1 simply grinned and leaned back to the microphone, "Repeat, this is Numbuh 1 calling Kids Next Door Central Command." "Numbuh 1? -------- glad to hear from you. Wha------our status?" "We are currently in another plane of reality. We were summoned via magic to assist with a being of immense power. I am happy to report that we were successful and are currently working on a way back." "Magic? Well, considering what else you've been up to it----uch of a stretch. We're working on a way tho bring---------------our end, so hang tight." "Understood, Numbuh 1 out." Numbuh 1 flipped the off switch on the radio, but it remained on. He flipped it a few more times, but the dial only glowed brighter. "Numbuh 3, shut down the reactor." "I can't," she replied as she tied bandages on several hamsters who had been launched to the ground, "the wheels started spinning on there own, and I can't stop them." Before Numbuh 1 could issue another order, everything went dark for a minute before booting back up. A flashing light on one of the consoles grabbed his attention, "Hmm, looks like a surge of Trans-Dimesionarialisim energy." At the same time, Luna received a message from her sister, "It appears that a strange structure has appeared on the peak of Mount Canter, it might be from your home dimension." Numbuh 2 descended down the stairs, "Hey, I managed to fix the K.O.L.O.S.S.A.L.I.N.E.R." "Excellent timing Numbuh 2, prepare it for immediate departure, we have a lead to investigate." From out of the treehouse's main hanger emerged a massive flying craft that resembled a navy cruiser with a pair of space shuttles on the side and an angry looking face on the front. Kids Next Door: K.O.L.O.S.S.A.L.I.N.E.R. Kuite Obnoxiously Large Oversized Super Ship Allows Landing In Nefarious Enemy Region On board were Sector V, along with Princess Luna who insisted on coming along, saying that she was worried about her sister. However, based on the fact that she was examining every part of the K.O.L.O.S.S.A.L.I.N.E.R.'s cockpit, it was apparent that she had ulterior motives. "We'll arrive in 10 minutes," said Numbuh 2 from the pilot's seat. "Excellent," replied Numbuh 1, before a tapping sound got his attention, "I thought you said you fixed this thing?" "Hey, that's not the engine, that's cargo locker 3," Numbuh 2 replied indignantly. "You can tell?" asked Luna. "Yup, just like... magic," Numbuh 2 said before chuckling to himself, as everyone else groaned. "Even in another dimension your jokes stink," complained Numbuh 5. "Ugh, would you mind finding out what that tapping is Numbuh 5?" said Numbuh 1. "No problem," she replied as she left her seat. Walking to the locker, she decided to get some practice in and opened it with her magic. Once it opened, a bouncy ball hit her on the forehead. "Oops, sorry 'bout that," said Scootaloo, who had been hiding in the locker with Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. Numbuh 1 facehooved, "And what are you three doing here?" "Cause we wanna be like you guys!" said Scootaloo, "you guys are kids, but you took down Discord, that's awesome." They all took a deep breath before shouting, "CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS KIDS NEXT DOOR OPERATIVES YAY!!!!!!!" Everyone gathered was disoriented by the shout, causing the K.O.L.O.S.S.A.L.I.N.E.R. to dip slightly before Numbuh 2 could recover. "We were unaware that foals could learn the Royal Canterlot Voice," Luna said before shaking her head. "We're gonna have to take them back," said Numbuh 1. "Too late for that," said Numbuh 2, "we're coming up on Mount Canter." Numbuh 1 looked to see that they have arrived, and saw what triggered the alert. It was a large structure that looked like an elephant, and was surrounded by what looked like guardsponies made of ice. "Oooh, somebody's really good at ice sculpting," said Numbuh 3. "Those are no sculptures," said Luna. Numbuh 1's eyes widened behind his glasses as her words sunk in. At the same moment, the trunk of the elephant pointed at the K.O.L.O.S.S.A.L.I.N.E.R. before firing a beam of blue-white energy, causing it to be encased in ice and fall to the ground. From within the structure, an absurdly fat earth pony with an orange mane and goatee, who for some strange reason had elephant feet and ears, watched from a monitor. "And now all shall know the fate of anyone who dares approach the secret laboratory of... Professor XXXL!" Transmission Interrupted > Operation: P.H.A.L.E. Part 2 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- As the K.O.L.O.S.S.A.L.I.N.E.R. crashed into the side of the mountain, Luna teleported down to the surface in a flash of blue light, bringing with her everyone else. "Numbuh 5 needs to learn how to do that," said Numbuh 5, "so what's the plan?" Numbuh 1 rubbed his chin, "Anyone else think that this feels a bit familiar?" The other members of Sector V shook their heads. "I think we'd remember a guy who used a freeze ray," said Numbuh 2. "So what are we waiting for?" said Numbuh 4 as he slammed one hoof into the other, "let's go kick this cruddy adult's butt already." "Very well," said Numbuh 1 as he pulled out a pair of binoculars. "Looks like there's an entrance right there. Luna, think you could teleport us over there?" "With ease," she said just before doing so. Numbuh 1 nodded in thanks before examining the door, "Solid steel, it'd take us a while to open it without any tools." "Aren't you forgetting something?" said Numbuh 4 as he rolled up one of his sleeves, "stand back." He walked up to the door, drew back one of his forehooves, and punched it. "Ooowww," Numbuh 4 pulled back his hoof, which was now red and throbbing. "Excellent work Numbuh 4," said Numbuh 1, examining the massive dent that the door now sported, "another few hits like that, and we'll be in in no time." "Yeah well, give me a minute and I'll take this thing down no problem," Numbuh 4 said as he plunged his hoof into a snowbank. "You know, this'd go a lot faster if you were doin' it right," commented Apple Bloom. "Oh yeah? And what do you know about busting into evil lairs?" asked Numbuh 4. "Well, it doesn't look too different from buckin' apple trees, and Granny always say that you can't buck apples without the right kinda buck." With that, Apple Bloom walked to the door and bucked it, leaving 2 small but distinct hoof marks. Numbuh 4 whistled, "Not bad half-pint, now let me show you how it's done." With that, Numbuh 4 delivered a buck of his own, causing the doors to fly from their hinges. Apple Bloom just stared as a colt her age had mastered something that she had been working on for years, "Uh, yeah, that's how ya buck." Luna just sighed, "You know, I could have just used my magic to blast it open." Numbuh 5 looked at her, "Okay, when this is over, you are teachin' Numbuh 5 some tricks." Luna nodded, "I would be happy to." On the inside, she was dancing like a little filly, for she finally had a student of her own. Numbuh 1 shushed them as they entered the complex. As they wandered down the hallway, they kept alert for any traps. "Hey, Numbuh 4," Scootaloo said as she sidled up to them, "how'd you do that?" "Just comes natural when you've been fighting baddies as long as I have," he replied, "say, when this is over why don't I show you a few moves?" "Sweet," Scootaloo replied as she pumped her hoof in the air. Before they could continue, they heard laughter in the distance. "This way," said Numbuh 1 as they ran in the direction of the sound. After a minute, they arrived at a balcony, overlooking Professor XXXL working on a strange piece of machinery that was glowing with a blue aura. "At long last, thanks to the power of my Cold Fusion Generator, and the assistance of my test subject, I, Professor XXL, shall finally complete my research, and achieve my ultimate goal!" As he started cackling, Luna dropped down off the balcony. "Vile cretin, you shall not threaten my little ponies with your vile... snow cone maker?" In truth, as he heard Luna land behind her, Professor XXXL had moved out of the way of the device, revealing it to be in the process of adding blue raspberry flavor to a snow cone. "Who dares invade the sanctum of... Professor XXXL!? Oh hey Numbuh 1, it appears that I'm not the only one who has fallen afoul of the dastardly Parent Teachers Association." "Hello Professor," he replied as he and the others descended down the stairs, "still working on the perfect snow cone." "Why yes, and I'm very close. Thanks to you, I have created the perfect snow cone syrup. And now, thanks to the extreme cold generated by my new Cold Fusion Generator, I am on the verge of creating the perfect snow cone snow." "Um, but why do you need test subjects for that?" asked Sweetie Belle. Professor XXXL sighed, "Alas, I, Professor XXXL, get the most terrible brain freezes, so I require test subjects to taste test my work." With that, he pointed at a table, where Pinkie Pie was happily munching on a grape flavored snow cone. "Hey guys," she said waving, "have you tried the orange flavor yet? It's like summer and winter all wrapped up in a little ball that you can eat." "I have!" said Numbuh 3, holding up her snow cone in one of her wings. "What are you doing here?" asked Apple Bloom. "Well duh, this guy makes the best snow cones I've ever had." "Thank you for the praise, but I'm afraid that I must soon leave, the Parent Teachers Association have been sending their transformed minions to steal my research. Although, I have no idea how they found me all the way on Mount Kilimanjaro." "Actually Professor, we're actually in another dimension, and this is the princess of the guards who were sent to examine your lab that showed up out of nowhere," said Numbuh 1. "Really?" Professor XXXL said. With that, he went to look at his monitors, and after panning a little, he saw the City of Canterlot. "Ooops, my bad," he said sheepishly to Princess Luna. "Well, as long as our guards are unharmed, I suppose we can forgive you." "No worries, they'll thaw right out, although they'll have awful brain freezes." Luna nodded, relieved that would be the extent of their injuries. However, at that moment Celestia teleported in along with a few members of her personal guard. "We would have words with the one that would dare harm our little ponies." However, Professor XXXL was too busy to respond. In her anger, Celestia was subconsciously emitting quite a bit of heat, which was causing all the snow cones to melt, and he was scrambling to save what he could. "Um, sister," Luna beckoned her over and whispered the situation in her ear, causing Celestia to stop emitting heat like someone had thrown a switch, and started blushing. "Oh dear, it appears that I have make quite a mistake." Professor XXXL didn't hear, as he was too busy weeping over the melted remains of his life's work. "Why? All I, Professor XXXL, ever wanted was to create the perfect snow cone. First, the Parent Teacher Association tries to destroy my work, forcing me to work in secret, now this. Tell me, is wanting to create the perfect snow cone such a bad thing?" "Oh cheer up," said Pinkie Pie, "it's not that bad." "Not that bad? My Cold Fusion Generator was damaged by the heat, and the rest..." Professor XXXL gestured towards the pile of water and syrup. "Yeah, you can't eat that, you can eat this though!" Pinkie threw open a cooler she was lugging behind her, revealing it to be full of snow, and an ice cream scoop. Professor XXXL looked at the snow in awe, "But, how?" Everyone else was silently asking themselves the same thing. "I have coolers stashed all over the place for frozen treats emergencies." As everyone else just questioned how she could have stashed a cooler in a place that wasn't even in the same dimension 30 minutes ago, Professor XXXL just laughed heartily, "You have saved my research! This calls for ice cream cake!" Celestia's ears perked up, "Did someone say cake?" As Professor XXXL's base walked off to more secluded climates to complete his research, Sector V, the CMC, the princesses, Pinkie Pie, and the recently thawed guards were currently enjoying the results of the latest round of testing. "So," asked Luna, "why exactly is this Parent Teachers Association trying to destroy his research?" In response, Numbuh 2 shrugged. Numbuh 1 was the only one not enjoying his snow cone. "Is something the matter?" asked Numbuh 5. "Professor XXXL came here just because his Cold Fusion Generator had a power surge as we were contacting Command. If he was able to come here by accident, how long until more dangerous villains come?" Father was sitting in front of a communications station, where he had just intercepted Numbuh 1's call. "Well my Delightful Children, it appears that Sector V was rescued instead of being destroyed." "Rats, how could anyone be that lucky," chanted the Delightful Children From Down The Lane. "Ah, but while you were unable to destroy them, you have managed to open up an incredible opportunity," said Father. "We did?" "Right now, it takes the Destructo Blaster a whole week to recharge after firing. If we could access this other dimension, we could harness this 'magic' or whatever it is, and use it to power the Destructo Blaster so that we can fire it once every 5 minutes!" "Which would allow us to become unstoppable," chanted the DCFDTL. "Precisely. Now, run along and do your homework, Father needs to make a few calls." End Transmission > Operation: T.R.E.A.T.S. Part 1 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Luna was looking over some reports when she heard the door open. She looked up with a scowl, as she had left explicit instructions not to be disturbed, but her expression immediately softened when she saw who it was. "Is this a bad time?" asked Numbuh 5. "Not at all my faithful student," Luna said, while thinking to herself 'I always wanted to say that.'"I'm afraid I've been a bit swamped, Discords little games were all across Equestria, and unlike in Ponyville, they didn't disappear when he was resealed." Numbuh 5 whistled, "Sounds like you've got a lot on your plate." "Luckily, I planned for this," Luna said as she held up a textbook in her magic, "give this primer on advanced magic a read, and feel free to ask if you have any questions." As she passed it over to her, Luna accidentally knocked over her pile of files. "Numbuh 5's got it," Numbuh 5 said as she caught them in her magic. As she was passing them back, one of them caught her eye, and she pulled it closer for a read. "Hmm?" said Luna, "oh, that one. I hadn't thought about that one, I honestly can't figure out why Discord turned the snow on Mount Frosty gold." "Not snow, ice cream," said Numbuh 5. "What makes you say that?" "Thanks for the book," Numbuh 5 said as she tucked it and the file into her saddle bag, "but I need to check this out." Luna started to object, but then thought to herself for a few seconds before nodding, "Very well my faithful student, but report back to me when your done." As Numbuh 5 nodded and left, Luna gave the files a quick glance as an idea formed in her mind, "And Celestia said I don't have good ideas, pah." Numbuh 1 was reviewing something on the Treehouse's computer when Numbuh 2 walked up. "What ya lookin' at?" "With Professor XXXL's arrival, we have to assume that more evil adults may as well. With reinforcements from Kids Next Door Central Command unlikely, I've been looking through the history files to see if there's any sort of precedent." "Bleagh, history, I hope this is worth it." "I don't like it any more than you do, but my search has born fruit. Many years ago, Numbuh 411 crashed in Canada during a routine surveillance mission. He was shot down by an adult calling himself The Maple Master, who was enslaving kids to create maple syrup for adults only." "No syrup for pancakes!? Now that's just low." "Indeed Numbuh 2. Unfortunately, this was occurring at the same time as the Alamode, so help wasn't available. So, he recruited kids from the work camps and created Sector C, ending the Maple Master's reign and preserving the right of kids everywhere to have syrup for their pancakes." "Man, what a hero," said Numbuh 2, "but what does this have to do with us?" "I was getting to that," said Numbuh 1, "anyway, when he returned, Numbuh 911, the Supreme Leader at the time, created a new rule, Kids Next Door Operatives are permitted to recruit from the local kid population to create a new Sector if help from Kids Next Door Central Command is unavailable and there is no local Sector." "Oh, so we're gonna form a new Sector here?" "Yes, and I have just the recruits in mind." Just then, Numbuh 4 burst into the room, "Guys, you've gotta help me, they won't stop." "What is it Numbuh 4?" asked Numbuh 1. "Numbuh 3, she introduced that pink pony to Rainbow Monkeys!" "What's so bad about that?" asked Numbuh 2. "About an hour ago, she taught her that stupid Rainbow Monkeys song, and they've been singing it nonstop since." Just then they heard them singing, causing Numbuh 4 to scream and run off. Just then, Numbuh 5 walked in, "Hey Numbuh 2, did ya fix the C.O.O.L.B.U.S.?" "Yeah, it's working, why ya asking?" "Numbuh 5 has some unfinished business to take care of," Numbuh 5 said as she headed for the hanger. Numbuh 1 just nodded before turning towards Numbuh 2, "Round up the CMC, it is time to begin their training." Back in the human world, Father was examining a massive device, "How soon until we're ready?" "Almost," said Mr Boss, "just needs another few minutes to charge, then we can begin testing." "Testing, who will we test it on, we'll need every adult at our disposal if we are to succeed." "Don't worry," Mr Boss grinned, "I've got the perfect subject in mind." "It is wise that you've chosen the 2 ply power of the Toiletnator as the vanguard of the invasion," said a voice from the intercom. Father's eyes widened, "You're testing it with him?" "I know, genius right?" said Mr Boss, "if he makes it, we know the machine works. If he doesn't, we never have to hear from him again. It's a win-win!" "Mr Boss, you are the brains of this operation, and don't let anyone tell you different." "Care to do the honors?" "No no, you built this machine, you can do the testing, I'll settle for sending the first actual attack." "Fair enough," Mr Boss said before pressing the button. The machine glowed with energy before firing a beam at the Toiletnator, causing him to vanish. "Did he make it?" asked Father. The radio crackled to life, "This is the Toiletnator, I have arrived." "Rats," said Father and Mr Boss.