Posted this just in time before leaving for vacation. Won't be back until next week, so enjoy it the best you could. Remember, I only own the parody.

Ch.11: The Prime Color City

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

March up to the gate

And bid it open

Open

It wasn't long before the seven friends reached the front gate to the Prime Color City. It is a large door within the ten-foot, platinum-white wall, and it is decked out with rubies, topazes, and sapphires. They then found a silver rope and pulled it to ring a bell. At the bong-bong-bong, a porthole in the door opened, and out stuck a man's head. He has grayish-black hair going down to his shoulders, a matching mustache, and gray eyes. And he has on a yellow jacket.

"Who rang that bell?" he asked with annoyance.

"We did," answered Apple Bloom.

"Didn't you read it?" he asked, looking down at them.

"Read what?" asked Scootaloo with a shrug.

"The notice on the door."

"I don't see any notice," Sweetie Belle stated. Confused, the man turned to the side and saw his mistake.

"Oops…I knew I forgot something. Just a minute." He went back into the hole to bring out a sign and hang it on a nail next to it. He then closed the hole as Spike read the sign out lout for his friends:

"Bell out of order; please knock." Pumpkinhead then knocked with the onyx black knocker, and the man stuck his head out the porthole again with a smile on his face.

"Ah, that's better. I apologize for the mishap. Anyway, I am Sartyr the Gatekeeper. What brings you to the Prime Color City?"

"We want to see the Wizard," Chopper answered. Sartyr's eyes went wide with surprise.

"The Wizard? Why, no one has seen the Great Oz, not even me."

"Then who do you know he's for real?" asked Gryphon suspiciously.

"Because…uh…Oh, never mind that! For what reason do you want to see him?"

"We really need his help," Sweetie Belle explained. "The Mermaid of the North Misty said he could."

"Misty of the North, you say?" he asked with interest.

"That's right," Pumpkinhead replied. "The girls are even wearing the Gem-Bands she gave them." The little Ponies then showed them to him, and Sartyr smiled with fascination when he saw them.

"Ah, so they are. Well, spice up my curry. Why didn't you say so in the first place? That's a snake of a different feather. Come on in." He then went back into the porthole, and the doors opened to let the group enter.

The city before them is a wonder to behold. Everywhere you'd look, there would be houses, shops, and stands colored red, yellow, or blue. Some are even two of the three colors or all three. But the buildings aren't made of bricks or wood or steel as you might think. They are made of marble or gems, possibly even both. And the residents of the city have on red, blue or yellow outfits.

A man then approached the group. He has long black hair and glasses, wears a white shirt, tan pants, and brown shoes, and holds a fat, tan cat with brown stripes.

"Welcome to the Prime Color City," he said to them with a cheerful smile. "I am Lyman Banner, and this is my cat Pharaoh. Sartyr told me that Misty of the North sent you here to see the Wizard?"

"That's right," Spike answered.

"Well, do not worry. My friend and I will take you to him. But first, we should take you someplace where you can freshen up."

"Oh, we'd love that," Sweetie Belle replied. "We've been traveling for so long that we feel so mes—" She stopped with surprise when she saw a large violet snake slither up to them. He has long jet-black hair and large black-feathered wings. He also has a tuff of black fur on the tip of his tail, and his eyes are a handsome yellow-green.

"Wow," Spike said in awe. "I've never seen a dragon like you before."

"Actually," Banner said as he and the snake helped them onto the said snake's back, "Malcho is a snake."

"But I know you'll never see another snake like me, amigo," the snake chuckled. "There is one of my kind around these parts, and I am he. I am Malcho, the Snake of a Different Feather you've heard about." He then slithered down the street where the Prime Color City residents greet their new guests riding on his back.

Banner: Ha-ha-ha, ho-ho-ho

And a couple of tra-la-las

That's how we laugh the day away

In the Merry Old Land of Oz

Malcho: Buzz-buzz-buzz, chirp-chirp-chirp

And a couple of la-di-das

That's how the crickets crick all day

In the Merry Old Land of Oz

The group can see that the inside of the city is more beautiful than outside. It's like everything and everyone is made of a royal treasure. They can see why some believe it to be the Capitol of Oz.

Malcho: We get up at twelve

And start to work at one

Banner: Take an hour for lunch

And then at two we're done

Both: Jolly good fun!

Soon Malcho stopped before what looks like a beauty salon made of white and blue marble. And the sign over the doorway has sapphire letters reading Brush Up & Wash Up Beauty Salon. A few girls from the salon and dressed in satin blue-and-white dresses helped their new guests off of Malcho's back and escorted them into the salon.

Citizens: Ha-ha-ha, ho-ho-ho

And a couple of tra-la-las

That's how we laugh the day away

In the Merry Old Land of Oz

The workers of the salon then set to work on making their guests look and feel good as new.

Citizens: Ha-ha-ha, ho-ho-ho

Ha-ha-ha, ho-ho-ho

That's how we laugh the day away

With a ha-ha-ha, ho-ho-ho

In the Merry Old Land of Oz

Three men in red re-stuff Pumpkinhead with fresher leaves and clean straw, and two men in yellow polished up Chopper.

Red: Pat-pat here, pat-pat there

Add new leaves and fresh straws

That's how we keep you new and fair

In the Merry Old Land of Oz

Yellow: Rub-rub here, rub-rub there

Whether you're steel or bronze

That's how we keep you in repair

In the Merry Old Land of Oz

The ladies in blue gave the girls a makeover. They curled up Apple Bloom's mane, brushed up Scootaloo's wings, and polished up Sweetie Belle's front hooves. They also gave each of them a new gown: a red one for Apple Bloom; a yellow one for Scootaloo; and a blue one for Sweetie Belle; each complete with her own hair ribbon.

Blue Girl: We can make a dimple smile

Out of a frown

Sweetie Belle: Can you even dye my eyes

To match my gown?

Both: Uh-huh, jolly old town

More ladies in blue accompanied by some men in blue worked on Spike and Gryphon. They washed and brushed them up and trimmed their claws. Now Spike's scales sparkle like lavender amethysts, and Gryphon's fur and feathers are soft and shiny like gold and black silk.

Blue Girls: Clip-clip here, clip-clip there

We give the roughest claws

Blue Men: That certain air of savoir-faire

In the Merry Old Land of Oz

The seven friends later emerged out of the salon, looking glamorous and feeling refreshed.

Citizens: Ha-ha-ha, ho-ho-ho

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

That's how we laugh the day away

In the Merry Old Land of Oz

That's how we laugh the day away

In the Merry Old Land of Oz

Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha

Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha

Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha

In the Merry Old Land of Oz

The group feels like joining in the merriment. Now that they've reached the city, the seven of them feel as though their troubles were over. But once they looked up at the sky at the sudden whooshing sound, they saw that their troubles aren't over yet at all.