Here's the next chapter. Once again, I don't own anything; just the parody itself.

Ch.10: Spring Trap, Winter Rescue

Within her Crystal Ball Room of her castle, Wuya watched the seven friends make their way through the woods via large, black crystal ball. Also watching it with her is Niddler, a red monkey-bird with blue eyes, blue-and-yellow wing tips, and a white neck/front and stomach. The scarlet macaw-like creature then turned to his master fearfully as she scowled at her crystal ball.

"So they won't heed my warning, will they?" she said to herself. "Well, all the worse for them." She then went over to her potion table where her instruments are. Niddler watched as she took a scoop of yellow powder from a bowl and poured it into a mortar.

"Once those Gem-Bands are in my grasp," she said as she ground the powder with her pestle, "my power will be the greatest in all of Oz!"

"Wh-What are you going to do, Mistress Wuya?" Niddler asked as the crystal ball glowed red.

"You'll see," she answered with a cold chuckle, approaching the ball with the mortar. She then looked down at the ball as fuchsia smoke seeped out of the stone bowl.

"And now my little fillies," she purred to herself as she swirled the fuchsia-colored mortar against the side of the ball. "Something with poison in it, and yet attracting to the eye and soothing to the smell…" She and Niddler then watches as the ball then began to show them a field of tickled pink poppies.

"Yes…poppies," Wuya hissed to Niddler with a grin. "Poppies…Poppies will put them to sleep…Sleep…Now they'll sleep…"

The group stepped out of the dark forest to find themselves just at the edge of a field of tickled pink poppies that even grew over the Yellow Brick Road. The girls then looked beyond the field until they found the road at the other side. And a mile or two down the road, they can see the Prime Color City, a city surrounded by a platinum white wall and depicted by threw tall buildings standing high above all the rest. The shortest one stood in the center and is ruby red. The middle-sized one is topaz yellow and stood at the red one's left. And the largest one at the red one's right is sapphire blue. Together, they make up the large castle in the city.

"There it is!" Scootaloo cried with delight. "The Prime Color City! We've made it at last!"

"Oh, it's more beautiful than I thought it would be!" Sweetie Belle said in awe.

"He must be a really powerful wizard to live in a place like that," Apple Bloom stated with delight.

"Well, what are we waiting for?" Gryphon chuckled.

"Nothing," Pumpkinhead answered with a smile. "Let's go!" Chopper then turned to Spike and Sweetie Belle on his back.

"Hang on tight, kids," he said to them with a smirk. "I'm gonna be speedin' up!" They all rushed forward wit Spike and the girls still riding on Chopper and Gryphon's backs.

That's when Wuya's spell started to affect them. Despite his strong legs, Gryphon started to feel woozy and to slow down little by little, letting Chopper and Pumpkinhead get ahead of him. Spike and the girls held onto their friends as much as they could, but the were growing tired and weak themselves. But Chopper and Pumpkinhead are unaffected by the poppies; they don't have organic lungs to breathe in the aroma.

"C'mon! C'mon!"

"Hurry!" Gryphon ran as fast as he could go, but the more he breathed in the flowers, the more he grew tired. Same with the little ones.

Soon, Pumpkinhead and Chopper (with Spike and Sweetie Belle still holding on weakly to his back) had reached a tiny hill that takes them right down to the Yellow Brick Road when going down that hill. And up ahead is the Prime Color City.

"There it is!" Pumpkinhead said as Gryphon, Scootaloo, and Apple Bloom finally caught up with them. "It's just up ahead!"

"Isn't it awesome, guys?" Chopper asked, turning to Spike and Sweetie Belle with a huge smile. But his smile soon became a frown of concern when he saw how sleepy they look. "Are you feeling okay? Ya look…tired." He then turned to Gryphon as he let out a huge yawn.

"S-Sorry," he mumbled "I don't know what's wrong with me. I just…I just can't run anymore. I'm so sleepy."

"Me, too," Scootaloo yawned along with Apple Bloom.

"Me, three," Spike added with droopy eyes.

"Well, don't worry," Pumpkinhead said, going up to Gryphon's side. "Chopper and I will help pull and carry you along."

"Oh, no," the weary Apple Bloom begged before the scarecrow could take her and Scootaloo. "Please let us rest…for a few minutes." Things started to get worse when Spike slipped off of Chopper's back and fell asleep on the flowers.

"Spike," Sweetie Belle said, jumping off of Chopper's back. "Spike, are you okay?" But then she became woozy from the flowers' aroma and fell asleep next to the little dragon.

"But we're almost there!" Chopper protested before trying to rouse them. But the two of them wouldn't wake up, and he started to whimper with worry. Since they first met, the motorcycle has become so fond of the little ones, especially Sweetie Belle. So despite his lacking a heart, he just couldn't help but worry about his new friends.

"Chopper, don't cry!" Pumpkinhead warned quickly. "You'll rust yourself again!" chopper quickly pulled himself together.

"Who's crying?" he snapped.

"Come to think of it," Apple Bloom yawned as she and Scootaloo slipped off Gryphon's back sleepily, "a nap…wouldn't be a…bad idea."

"Oh, don't you start too," Pumpkinhead begged, catching Gryphon as chopper caught the fillies before they can fall over.

"C'mon!" Chopper said quickly. "We gotta help Spike and Sweetie."

"I'm not sure how," Pumpkinhead replied, "but we can try." The two of them then let go of Gryphon, Apple Bloom, and Scootaloo to help Spike and Sweetie Belle…only for the three to fall over and fall asleep on the poppies, Gryphon with a loud BOOM!

"Oh, no!" Chopper groaned. "Look at them! This is not good, dude!"

"Hurry, Chopper!" Pumpkinhead cried. "Help me!" they then turned to see the flowers magically weaving together and covering Spike and Sweetie Belle in a blanket. "Oh, no!" They rushed forward to get the flowers off their friends, but the blanket held on tightly to them. Not tight enough to suffocate them, but tight enough to insure they don't escape.

"It's no good," Pumpkinhead grunted as he finally let go. "We can't budge them an inch with those flowers holding them. This is an awful spell." Chopper's eyes went wide with fearful realization.

"It's Wuya!" he cried. "What do we do?! HELP! SOMEONE, HELP!"

"It won't help to yell," the scarecrow said to him. "There's no one around to hear you. HELP! HELP!" As Pumpkinhead called out for help, chopper finally lost it and started crying out of regret that he can do nothing for Sweetie Belle or the others.

Seeing via large pearl that they're in trouble, Misty held a white-glowing hand over said pearl. She smiled with relief when she saw that it's starting to snow in the image.

Suddenly, some snowflakes started to fall onto the poppy field. As more started to follow, Pumpkinhead's screams started to quiet down with surprise.

"It's…snowing? It can't be…" He took a closer look as more snow started to fall, and his eyes went wide happily with realization. "It is! It is snowing!" He then turned to Chopper who's rusted solid from crying as the poppy blanket removed itself from Spike and Sweetie Belle. "Maybe it will help." But then he frowned with doubt. "Oh, but it can't help…" He turned to see Spike and Sweetie Belle waking up. "It does help!" He then knelt down and helped the two up. "Spike? Sweetie Belle? Are you alright?"

"I…I think so," Spike yawned as Gryphon, Scootaloo, and Apple Bloom started to wake up as well. "What happened?" Gryphon yawned as he looked around.

"Did I miss the migration again?" he asked, pointing out the snowflakes. The others only laughed in reply before Sweetie Belle noticed the petrified Chopper.

"Oh, no!" she cried, pointing him out to the others. "Chopper's rusted again!" Spike quickly got out the oilcan and started to oil the motorcycle's joints.

"Wow," Gryphon said ahs he helps out. "He really is rusted solid." The others then helped out as well.

"Curses!" Wuya yelled angrily when she saw what happened via crystal ball. "Someone's always ruining my plans to help those brats out!"

"Uh, you mean Misty…right?" Niddler asked with a gulp. "I mean, this looks like her work, and…you did say she'll be keeping you from getting those Gem-Bands…"

"Gem-Bands or no Gem-Bands, Niddler," she answered, "I'm still powerful enough to conquer them…and anyone would dare try to stop me!" In her anger, she shot her arm to the side and shot a blast of green energy at a black Ming vase, smashing it to bits and forcing Niddler to hide under the armchair with a monkey screech. "Oh, great! I just had to go and smash it!"

"Are you okay now, Chopper?" Sweetie Belle asked him. He only turned to her with a smile.

"Seeing that you're okay makes me a whole lot better," he answered, helping her and Spike onto his back.

"Then let's get out of here," Apple Bloom said as she and Scootaloo climbed onto Gryphon's back. "The Prime Color City is just up ahead!"

"Yeah," Scootaloo said with a smile, "and it's looking cooler and more beautiful than before." The group then head down the Yellow Brick Road once more, birds singing their congrats to them from above.

Birds: You're out of the woods

You're out of the dark

You're out of the night

Step into the sun

Step into the light

Keep straight ahead for the most glorious place

On the face of the earth or the sky

With renewed optimism in themselves, the group knew for certain that their dreams would come true. Pumpkinhead will become smart with his brand new brain. Chopper will feel love and give love with his brand new heart. Gryphon will take on a whole army or stampede with his band new courage. And Spike, Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo will return to their friends and families in Ponyville.

Birds: Hold onto your breath

Hold onto your heart

Hold onto your hope

March up to the gate

And bid it open

What the group doesn't know is that its adventure is far from over.

"Mistress Wuya, were are you going?" Niddler asked as the witch grabbed her mask and went up to the large open window.

"To the Prime Color City," she answered him as she puts on her mask, "as fast as lightning!" She then flew out the window as if on invisible wings with an evil cackle, violet smoke flying out from under her skirt. The red monkey-bird could only watch as his master flew around the tower before flying out into the horizon.