Hello every pony and welcome back! As you all can tell, this is the last part of this episode! And the last we'll see of our favorite Royal Council in our world...

But wait, I just remembered! We're going back to Equestria after this! Woohoo! Back to the world that we all wan to see! And hopefully, it'll arrive at a good episode too! Though, only I know what the episode's gonna be!

Also, because I'm a nice guy, I'll give you all a warning about this episode. Towards the end of it... Yeah, some will either hate me, or laugh. But don't worry, it's all in good story writing! Which is debatable but...you know...the stuff...

Anyways, I guess now we better move onto the real reason you guys are still reading the intro! The Special Guest! Every pony welcome-

? ? ?: HOLD IT!

*I turned around and started nervously laughing a little* Oh... Hey Trixie...

Trixie: Don't you 'Hey Trixie' The Great and Powerful Trixie! You have been keeping me out of the intro for too long!

Look. G.A.P Trixie. It's not my fault things keep interrupting you. You just need to be patient and-

Trixie: Shush you! Trixie's had enough of your excuses! *she said as she levitated her hat up off the ground and put it on* This time, you can go back to Ponyville! I'll be taking charge of the intro! Have a nice vacation!

What?! *the portal then opened up behind me* AH! DINO! HELP!

*Dino starts running towards me, but Trixie conjures up a tree root, tripping Dino and sending him tumbling into me. Sending us both through the portal*

Trixie: Hmm. Much better. Now Trixie can finally have her own time to introduce you all in every chapter. At least until Zeke makes his way back through the portal. Which may take quite a few chapters.

Trixie: Now. Let's start the Top Three Comments! Chosen by me! The Great and Powerful Trixie!

3: GingerTyPerior.

Trixie: As it would seem, this episode wasn't that easy to come up with. Though, it's surprising to all of us that some readers love this episode. Really helps to prepare for some other parts.

2: VintageThunder98.

Trixie: To be completely honest, Trixie thinks that Celestia and Discord's jobs that you described would be fairly accurate. Of course, the others seem a little farfetched to Trixie.

1: Swift Lightning.

Trixie: All of that... It makes sense actually! Though, Trixie would have to guess that Discord might do something along the lines of be a weather reporter. Telling the wrong broadcasts just to annoy every human. Then hypnotize the manager to stay as the reporter forever.

Trixie: Alright. Now to finish this up, let's list off the 'Decorations' and... Hold on a second. That statue seems to have on the wrong shirt.

*Trixie uses a spell on Stepony's shirt, changing it from a Rarity shirt, to a Trixie shirt*

Trixie: Much better. NOW, let's wrap this up!

Intro Area Decorations to Date: A very realistic sky with a sun in the middle, wires all around the floor, scorch markings on the floor that spell out 'Blitz Waz Herez', the TARTIS, a giant golden statue of Stepony (Pony Stephano) who is wearing a Trixie shirt, a chalkboard with names of most the main characters that have tallies under each of them (Rarity having the most), and cracks on the ground as well as in the wall.

Disclaimer (As told by Trixie): Zeke does not own MLP. All he owns is this idea, Blitz, Dino, RJ, Jumpy, and anything else that he's personally created throughout the story. That not including the three background characters that belong to three of the readers that read this story!

Trixie: Now! BEGIN!

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Lisa/Luna's POV

I didn't know how to respond to any of this. In less than twenty minutes, Joe not only discovered that we weren't in Social Services, but he was able to figure out Discord's real name too!

Though to give him some credit, Discord didn't really do a good job in disguising his name when he simply switched the letters around.

"Joe... What do we do?..." Big Mike asked as he looked to Joe, scared as to who we really are.

Joe didn't answer though as he just folded his hands together and rested them in front of his mouth, leaning on the table in front of him as he did so. All while keeping his focus on me.

"Okay Ms. Here is the situation as it is." He began, not changing his expression as he looked right at me with a bored glance. "That bell you just heard wasn't just a coincidental ring for my correct assumption. It was the bell for lunch. So as of right now, you are wasting our time..." He said, talking through his hands without moving them. Of course, I could still hear him clearly.

"But, you two have clearly planned this conversation and have gone through a lot just to speak with us. And I'm nothing if not a cruel, know-it-all mentalist." He said, not bothering to note any of his good traits. "So here's what we'll do. We will stay as you present to us three sentences describing why we're here, and what you want with us. If your three sentences don't peek our interest or give us a reason to listen any further, then we will leave and refuse to speak to you from this day forward." He explained to me.

"And I'd be careful about what you're about to say. Because if you say a sentence about something that has nothing to do with this such as 'Why are you only giving me three sentences?' or thinking out loud with something like 'Well, what can I even say?'. Those will count against you as well." He explained further. "Choose wisely."

I gulped, not sure how I was going to do this. Sister said that we couldn't use magic against them, and if we just tried to hold them against their will, we were clearly out-matched in physical strength. So that left me with playing his little game.

I looked to Discord, for once hoping he had an idea about how to get out of this. He may have been insane and chaotic, but he knew first-hand just how serious this was. He was always used to being in the position those two were in right now, so since they had turned the tables on him, he was silent as well. Unsure about how to go about this. Just that fact alone showed me just how trapped I was in this situation.

So taking in a deep breath, I tried to think of something.

"Please make this quick." Joe said in an annoyed yet still calm voice. "We are on a schedule here." He noted.

"Just, wait a moment." I told him. Discord then face-palmed hard as I said that.

"And there goes one of your three sentences. Big Mike? Do you think that gives us any reason to stay? Or peak our interest?" He asked as he looked to Big Mike, already having his own answer.

"Uh...No?" Big Mike asked, unsure.

"Good answer, Big Mike." He said with a nod, returning to his original position. "No. It didn't. Two sentences left. Use them wisely. That is, if you can." He said, insulting me.

"Why how dare you!" I yelled out, angry that he was insulting royalty like myself. Sadly, I fell for his trick and used up my second sentence.

"SHUT UP!" Discord yelled at me through his barred teeth. He then realized that he had just spoken and quickly held his mouth closed with his hands.

"Well then. That's your second and...Hmm..." Joe contemplated for a second, not moving from his position. "Actually, since Discord was trying to warn you about doing just what you did, I'll excuse it. Besides. It would be too easy to just go now because of your ignorance." He told me, letting us off the hook.

But, what he said made me even angrier.

I opened my mouth to retaliate, but Discord glared at me. "ZIP! IT!" He basically screamed through his bared teeth, not able to stand that I was about to blow our chances of speaking to them by falling right into Joe's trap.

"You're pushing it Discord. I'd shut up now if I were you." He said with a sickening calm voice, not even looking away from me.

I saw behind them, Discord literally steaming with anger, his head glowing red comically. He then folded his hands together and made a begging motion toward me, then held up his hand above Joe, ready to snap his fingers and do something to him in spite.

I simply shook my head no, frowning at him. I almost wanted to laugh at his furious reaction to my disapproval as he started hitting his head against the wall to keep himself from doing something. But I was afraid that if I did, Joe would count that against me.

"One last sentence. Make it count." He reminded me, ignoring the thumps of Discord's head flying into the wall. Big Mike had turned around to watch him, but was confused as to why he was doing it.

I tried to think of something that I could use. Anything that would keep them here. I tried to think of what they would be interested in knowing, or what Celestia might have done in my place.

That's when I remembered! "How about, my sister is talking to your friend Morgue right now, and I can perhaps send a message to him." I said, hoping that it would be something to them.

Sadly, it didn't work out so well. The second I said the name Morgue, Big Mike just looked down. Not even wanting to look at me. Joe on the other hand, shook his head.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I'm sorry Ms., but that has been said to us time and time again. And true or not, that is of no interest to us. Now if you'll excuse us, we're missing our lunch." He said, getting up.

I couldn't believe this! They didn't even care about my sister talking to Morgue! Surely, they want to see him or something!

As Joe started to walk to the door, Discord was just face-palming at what I had done. I had messed it up. I wasn't able to get through to these two or do what I had to. I needed to help make them stay in touch with their elements and I failed. Now they'll be out of sync with their elements, and it's only my fault...

Only... Why did I care?! I mean, I hated them! They treated Blitz's life-like garbage and nothing more! Not giving him even the slightest respect or even one break of said torture!

Much! Like! US!

"Fine then! Leave!" I yelled out in frustration. "We couldn't care less what the bullies of our friend Zeke do! You're just cold-hearted little children!" We lashed out, the voice spell keeping us from saying 'Blitz'. Or using the Canterlot Voice at its loudest.

That's when Discord just threw his hands up and left the room before Joe. Who speaking of, had stopped in place directly in front of the door after hearing what I had just said. And even though he was looking away from us, I knew that he felt our glare being pointed at him with such anger.

He then turned to face us, a scowl on his face as he did so. Though, we didn't falter. He then cleared his throat and spoke up.

"So sorry mam, but I am afraid that you're already out of sentences. So that sentence won't be taken into consideration." He told us matter-of-factly. Which only made our glare grow as we thought of many words we wanted to 'take into consideration'.

"Now, I'm afraid that we must get going. Today's school lunch is actually edible. Let's go Big Mike." Joe said as he turned back to the door and opened it.

But even though Joe had told him to go, Big Mike remained seated, still only looking to the ground so all of us couldn't see his face.

"Big Mike? Let's go, we'll miss lunch if we keep wasting our time here." Joe said to Big Mike, talking with concern in his voice for once.

"No..." Big Mike muttered, refusing to look up.

Joe sighed and closed the door, not wanting anyone outside to hear them.

"Big Mike, come on. We need to go so we-"

"I said no..." Big Mike said, sniffling a little as he said it. We then for a brief moment saw a drop of water fall from Big Mike's face. A tear.

"Big Mike, I said we need to get-"

"NO!" Big Mike yelled out as he jumped from his seat, his voice almost sounding as loud as the Canterlot Voice itself. And as we saw his face, it was covered with tears and even a little snot, showing that he wasn't doing a good job of keeping himself together. But for what reason?

"The Big Mike knows that you and Morgue are really good at ignoring stuff like this, but The Big Mike isn't!" He yelled at Joe, speaking in third person now since he was getting emotional. Guess it was a habit of his to speak in third person, and could only be helped if he made an effort to stop it.

He then turned towards us, looking like a complete mess with how many tears were coming from him. And it honestly mad us feel really sorry for him.

After a few breaths, he started to calm down, but the tears weren't stopping. "Ever since Zeke ran away, I always felt like it was all my fault cause I hurt him so much. Joe and Morgue always told me that it wasn't our fault. That it was because his Dad was always really mean to him and stuff. But everyday since he ran away, I felt like it was my fault." He said, being sincere and honest about what he was saying.

"We... I know." I said, speaking calmly.

"Wait...You do?" He asked, trying to wipe his tears off.

"Yes." I answered with a nod. "He told me, along with my sister, and his friends about his life." I admitted, feeling really bad for him. Some of that being that he had realized the mistakes he made. But also because it was a little off-putting seeing someone twice my size crying their eyes out.

"You've met him?" He asked me.

"Yes. And he's perfectly fine. And I can assure you that he didn't run away because of you three." I told him, trying to calm him down.

"Wait a second." Joe interrupted. "If you know where he is, then where?" He asked, his interest now peaked.

"I'm afraid that you haven't given me enough reason to say." I said, now using his own words against him. He frowned, but stayed in place. "But I'm allowed to say a few more things before I go." I told them, glad to finally get through to them so I could give them the message.

Big Mike sat back down, feeling like he should hear me out to be polite. Where as Joe just leaned against the wall. Interested, but not to the point where he would stay if he wanted to. He had to wait for Big Mike after all.

"You two, along with Morgue, are all part of something bigger than you can imagine. But just because times are hard, you can not simply accept fate like that. As long as you stand and face the tough tasks ahead, you can get through them. You just need to put your heart into it, and be persistent." I told them, able to pass on the message.

"Wow. That has got to be the cheesiest thing I've ever heard someone who is, or at least posing as, a social worker say. And I've met a fair amount of social workers." Joe said, not really impressed by what I had said.

Big Mike on the other hand, was sniffling again. "But she's right! We can't just stand down from a fight! We're part of the gang!" Big Mike told Joe, apparently my words reminding him of something.

And really not wanting to see him cry, I lowered my hand under the desk I was sitting at and used my magic, conjuring up a dark blue purse that looked like the night sky. I then levitated out a box of tissues to my hand, taking it out from under the desk and offering it to Big Mike.

"Thank you." He said, taking the box and using tissues to clean the tears and snot from his face. I simply smiled, and when he was mostly finished I spoke up again. "Don't you two have lunch to eat?" I asked them with a small smile, reminding them.

"Oh yeah!" Big Mike said, happy to remember that. "Let's go Joe! You said that they had good food today right?!" Big Mike said, getting up and heading for the door.

"Actually, I lied about that part." Joe admitted, letting Big Mike down.

"Awwwwww..." Big Mike then frowned a little, sad that the food wasn't as good as he was told.

"But," Joe started, smirking a little. "they have Rice Krispy Treats for free today." He told him.

"Why didn't you tell me that earlier?! Oh man, I hope they have some left!" Big Mike said, sprinting for his 'Rice Krispy Treats'. Whatever they were.

Joe then chuckled lightly at Big Mike's antics. "Brothers..." He said, thinking the whole thing was amusing.

He then turned back to me, no longer smiling. It was more of a neutral look instead of a frown though. "One last thing before I leave to get my own food. I know that your name can't really be Lisa Lunar. When you first told me, you looked off directly towards the right. Meaning that you were remembering something you heard. So what is your real name?" He asked, wanting to know.

Figuring that he would be able to figure out if I was lying or not, I simply took off my right glove and showed him the back of my hand. And more specifically, my Cutie Mark. "My real name, is Princess Luna." I told him, telling the honest truth.

After a few seconds of him raising an eyebrow towards me, he rolled his eyes and nodded. "Alright then. Whatever you say 'Princess Luna'." He said, now leaving before it got even more odd.

After the door closed, I smiled as I put the glove back on. And after looking around the room I saw that the poster I had changed, had altered itself. Now the moon was made of cheese, and a purple wolf that was on the top of the hill was taking a bite of it. Not an illusion either. There was a bite mark that appeared at the bottom of the now cheese made moon.

"Discord, turn my poster back to normal." I commanded the poster.

"Oh, come on! This cheese is delicious!" The purple wolf said after it swallowed the piece that was in its mouth, looking right at me.

"I don't care. Change it back." I told him. "Speaking of, voice change by choice." I said out loud, my voice and speech pattern going back to normal.

"You really are the shadow over everyone's party, aren't you?" Discord asked as he turned back into his original form, as well as turning the moon back to normal. Though, he stayed on my poster.

"Focusing on the task at hoof," I changed the subject, knowing it was pointless to argue with Discord when he doesn't even use logic in his arguments. "I think that my sister will be pleased to hear that we've completed this task." I said, getting up from the desk, picking up the purse I created. Kind of regretting it because now I had to bring it with me.

"Speaking of, I agree with Joe. That was pretty cheesy. Just like the moon." Discord told me, laughing at his joke.

To retaliate, I simply ripped my poster off the wall, being careful not to rip it because it was my poster after all, and placed it in my purse. A few seconds later, Discord appeared next to me as human. Except, he looked all crumpled up and folded. His chin covering his mouth.

"Finally. Piece and quiet." I said, focusing my magic to teleport me back to the jet.

But as soon as I was gone, the door opened up, revealing the secretary from earlier. "Excuse me Ms. Lunar. Are you done with this-" But she stopped as she saw Discord finally finish unfolding his paper-like body.

She dropped the clipboard she had in her hands as she had just watched him unfold himself. And once he saw her in the doorway, he smiled and bowed to her.

"Thank you for the room miss!" He said, snapping his fingers as he teleported back to the jet as well. This making the secretary pass out in the doorway from disbelief.

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As soon as we both appeared back in the jet, we saw that the others were there and waiting for us.

"Glad to see you two return. How did it go?" Celestia asked us.

"Well, the one called Joe discovered that we weren't of Social Services and Discord's real name in a matter of less than fifteen minutes." I said, getting the worst out-of-the-way. "But I still managed to deliver the message." I told her with a smile.

"Good. I'm glad that nothing went wrong." She said with a smile. "Now that just leaves the second part of the mission." She announced to us all.

"What is it anyway? You never told us." Shining Armor said.

"Well yes. I'm afraid that only the three of us can do this You see, the next part requires us to go dream walking into their dreams. Something that is too dangerous for the two of you to try. Especially when taking into consideration that the three of them have been through, experienced, and have heard of so many dangerous things. So, it's best if only the three of us go." Celestia explained to them.

But she only explained half of the problem. Since they weren't immortal, they wouldn't be able to last through anything that happened in the dreams. Especially since whenever you walk into others dreams, whatever pain you experience in them would happen to you in the real world. This much I had learned from personal experience. So lucky am I to be immortal.

But the second part that she wanted to have them avoid was the one thing only the three of us knew. The show. When Discord first found out, of course he only loved the parts with him, nitpicking the parts that were wrong about him. Like how they passed over some of the other chaotic things he had done in the supposed episode.

Luckily, we stopped him and made him swear not to tell any pony. He agreed, but only if he was allowed to come and go from the human world to ours whenever he wanted. Of course to his dismay, any chaos he created turned into something helpful.

He made it rain pies and chocolate milk, but ended up feeding the homeless in the town he did so in. When he made a freak snow storm occur in a different town, he ended up making the schools in that town close, this making all the children in that town so overjoyed as they stayed in the comfort of their homes, playing games. Finally, he just went for the one thing he thought would just be chaos and nothing more. Giving producers of TV shows random ideas. One being about two naked humans that try to survive the wilderness.

When that turned into a hit show, he just gave up at that point. He couldn't think of one idea that could be chaotic to human. So he ended up accepting it, and just coming and going whenever he wants. Doing whatever he wanted as well.

Still, we couldn't let Princess Cadance and Shining Armor know about it. At least not yet. It would be a hard thing to explain to them. I am still confused about how they were able to make a TV show out of it. And Celestia explained every part to me, and how it came to be.

"So what should we do?" Princess Cadance asked.

"Well, you can either stay in the jet or go around the human world. Just be careful, and be sure that there's a way for us to find you." Celestia told them, dismissing them from the council.

"Understood Princess Celestia. Good luck with the next part of the mission." Shining Armor said with a smile.

"But, where can we go?" Princess Cadance asked, not sure where they could go.

"If I may, I think I know a place that might be a good idea." Princess Celestia said to them.

They looked at each other and smiled before looking back to Celestia. "Alright. We trust you." Shining Armor spoke for them both.

"Good. Have fun. And where you're going, be sure to speak in French." She said, giving them a fair warning before sending them off.

"Where did they go?" I asked.

"Paris, France. I went ahead and sent them a small suitcase with enough of the right currency to last them for the day." She answered. She then turned to me. "Now. You know what's next, right?"

"Yes dear sister. We need to wait for nightfall to arrive." I told her.

"Well, that's plenty of time." Discord said as he got up, getting ready to leave himself.

"Where are you going?" Celestia asked him with a frown.

"Oh please, you two can handle this. As for me, I'm going to get a teaching license so I can be a high school teacher." He said. And with a snap of his fingers, he vanished.

"What does he mean by that?" She asked, turning to me.

I turned back into my Alicorn form, levitating my human clothes off and putting them in my purse. Knowing that I wasn't going to need them again. Then I sat down on one of the seats. "You do not want to know sister." I said with the shake of my head. I then prepared to rest, as I still wasn't used to being up at this time. And I was going to need my strength if I was to do this spell.

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Celestia's POV

As I went over just how we needed to prepare for the plan, I looked outside the jet to see the moon in the sky. That was honestly the very first thing that I was amazed at with this world. The sun and moon moved all on their own. Of course, I realized that now the truth was that it was the world that moved around. The moon circling around it, and the world circling around the sun.

Speaking of the moon, I looked to my sister. She was resting peacefully, not yet adjusted to being up during the day. And because of how tired she was, I went ahead and not only lowered the sun back in Ponyville, but rose the moon for her a few hours ago. It wasn't my responsibility anymore, but it was still a friendly gesture. Whenever she was sick or really exhausted, I rose it for her. Giving her the beginning of the night off.

Too bad it never turns out the way I pictured. Any time I raise the moon for her, she always comes to me immediately and tells me that I didn't have to do that for her and that if our subjects were to find out then they would think less of her. And this time wasn't an exception.

She began to wake up, and saw the moon outside. She then realized what time it was and her eyes grew wide. "Oh no! I missed the rising of the moon! All the ponies of Equestria will think ill of me now!" She said, trying to focus her magic on the moon back in our world, which was twice as hard than just being in our world.

But when she stopped only a few seconds later, I knew that she sensed the moon was already in place. "Dear sister. I thought we had come to an agreement about my royal duties." She said, looking to me.

"I know, but you needed your rest. You have been up all day." I reminded her.

She sighed, knowing that I was right but not wanting to accept it. "Well then, let us begin the next trial." She said, not wanting to waste any time as she wanted to be there to lower the moon.

I simply nodded, staying in front of her as she used her magic to see if the three were asleep now. When she stopped and nodded, I continued. "Alright. Since there are three dreams and two of us, we will finish faster if we split up." I told her.

"Actually, that will not be necessary." She told me. "The two brothers dreams are very similar. So I can link their dreams together to make it quicker." She told me.

"Alright. Since you spoke with them earlier today, I'll go into Big Mike and Joe's dreams to help them connect with their elements. Where as you'll have to go to Morgue's dream to make him connect with his element." I instructed her.

"Understood, dear sister." She said. As she focused her magic, I felt her aura surround us both. Which brought me into half consciousness as I traveled to their dreams. Meaning that it was working, and that I was in their dreams.

That also meant that I had to blend into Joe and Big Mike's dream. Whatever it was.

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Once I started to wake up mentally, I saw that I was human once again. But instead of being dressed up in my Social Services disguise, I was in more casual attire. That being a simple white blouse, with a thin jacket over top to keep from getting cold in what was the very top of the football stands in the slightly cold weather. Along with simple jeans to match. I also had with me a white purse, with sun gold decorations on it. Filled with multiple items like keys to a corvette, some money, gum, and other small things you'd find in an average purse.

And since I had a role in this dream that I was playing, I 'remembered' everything that happened today. I am a substitute teacher called Ms. Summers, who has had a very long day. I was supposed to teach a total of three classes in advanced English, but I ended up just getting humiliated and ignored by all the students. Apparently, I also had a timid nature as a substitute and the students exploited that weakness. Making it so I had let them get away with anything they did.

So as I looked around, I continued to find out just what was going on. The principal of the school wanted to help make up my horrible day by letting me see tonight's football game against the school's rivals for free.

So here I am, watching the game right now as this school was winning forty-four to sixteen. Most of the touchdowns all thanks to the school's HB, Michael Frei. Or as he's better known as, Big Mike.

"TOUCHDOWN!" The speakers yelled out, the scoreboard now going from forty-four to fifty points. All thanks to the biggest player on the field, Big Mike.

It didn't take long to see just Big Mike was dreaming about. He was having a terrific game of football with everyone cheering for him. He didn't really gloat though as he started to run off back to his coach and teammates, passing by the opposing team as he did so.

Only. As he passed right by one of them, he suddenly tripped and fell to the ground out of nowhere. Not getting up that fast either. The crowd on our side stopped cheering as we all looked to Big Mike. The coach coming over.

After Big Mike telling the coach something, he took off his hat and wiped the sweat off of his forehead, not able to believe just what he was hearing. He, along with the rest of the team and everyone else on the field took a knee for him.

Then when they were done, about four members of their team got up and helped Big Mike up. But when three of them, plus the coach was enough, the remaining football player pointed to the one opposing team member that Big Mike had passed right by, yelling at him. The opposing team member just ignored him and went to his side to get ready and finish the game.

The crowd on our side then started going into an uproar, yelling at the same player for foul-play.

But the referee didn't agree and didn't call a foul, letting that team member get away with what he had done.

"Oh come on!" I heard an annoyed yell within the angry crowd. "Thank you 'Ref', for demonstrating just why everyone considers you blind!" I looked towards the sound and saw the other element that was the main focus of this dream. Joe.

He was just as angry as the rest of the crowd for his own brother getting a sprained ankle towards the last quarter of the game, and not getting any justice for it.

I remained seated though, seeing as how Big Mike was escorted off the field with his ankle. It looking seriously injured.

I felt a little bad for him, hoping he would be okay. And as the final part of the football game finished up, we obviously won. But none of our side cheered because of what happened.

So one by one, we all started to leave the stands. Each of us heading for our way back home. Of course, I had to play the part I was given. The risk of the dream being broken too big right now.

But when I got to my vehicle and tried to start it up, it wouldn't turn on. I then got outside the car to look around for what might've been the problem. Me knowing next to nothing about cars

That's when I spotted part of a note sticking out from the gas cap. I opened it up and took the note out, reading it out-loud quietly so no one would hear me.

"Ms. Summers, thanks for all of your gas. Hope you never come back you..." I decided to not read any further, not wanting to continue reading the rest. I crumpled up the note and threw it inside the car, closing the door and just face-palming at my bad luck.

That's when Big Mike and Joe came out to the parking lot. "Thanks for helping me with my ankle Joe." Big Mike said, leaning on Joe for support.

"No...Problem...Bro..." He said, having a hard time supporting Big Mike's weight.

Big Mike looked forward, seeing me next to my car. "Hey. Is she okay?" He asked Joe.

Joe looked ahead towards me also, looking at me. "Ah, Ms. Summers... Another victim...to the annoying rowdiness that is my...Advanced English class..." He explained. "Guess they were actually mean-spirited enough to go through with...siphoning her car's gas."

"What?! That's not very nice..." Big Mike said.

"Yeah well...That's the life of a substitute teacher...that tried to take on a very non-controlled class in the worst school in the county." Joe said.

"Hey!" Big Mike called out towards me. When I looked up, he spoke up again. "You okay?" He asked, heading over towards me. Joe following, though he didn't have much of a choice since he was actin as a make-shift crutch.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Just having an awful day is all." I said, acting like I was portrayed in the dream.

"Well...Do you have a phone or something to call a tow-truck?" Joe asked.

"No. It was stolen." I said with sadness in my voice.

"Well, your car won't work without gas. What are you gonna do?" Big Mike asked me.

"I guess try to get the other teachers to help me or something." I said, not sure myself.

"Good luck with that... The teachers were supposed to park somewhere else...that actually has a little security... Which is why your car was an easy target." Joe told me.

"Great. Guess I'm trapped then." I said, a little ticked about how much bad luck my role was given.

After a few seconds, Big Mike spoke up. "Hey Joe? When does the gas station/auto shop place a few doors down close again?" He asked.

"About...five minutes, wh- oh no..." He said.

"Don't worry mam, we'll help you!" Big Mike said with a smile.

"Oh, I couldn't ask that." I told him, shaking my head. "You're injured." I reminded him.

"It'll get better..." He said, now getting on his own two feet. Much to Joe's disagreement.

"Big Mike, there's no way we can help her." He tried to reason with him, knowing just how injured Big Mike was.

"Well we can't just leave her to sit here." He said, making his way behind my car. Limping all the way there.

"You don't have to help if you..." But it was pointless as started to push the car from behind, putting all of his strength into it. Ignoring the sprained ankle.

And even though it hurt him a great amount, the car started to move forward.

"Big Mike, you can't push yourself like this." Joe said, coming up next to him.

"I don't care... This lady needs someone to help her... So I'm gonna help all I can..." He said as he tried to ignore the pain that was his ankle. But even though the car was nearing the street, he was getting to his limit.

Joe sighed, knowing that there was no way to convince him other wise, and started to push the car as well. Even though he knew that it wouldn't do much.

"Hey!" Big Mike yelled out to me. "Get to the wheel so we can turn this car!" He told me, stopping in front of the street.

I hurried and got into the driver's seat, turning the wheel so the car would turn. And after getting to the other side of the street where we were out-of-the-way, I turned towards the right so we'd be facing the right way and get to the gas station.

And after just a minute more of pushing, they finally got to the gas station. And then got the car in place.

"Woohoo!" Big Mike celebrated as he punched the air. Then a sharp pain came to his ankle, making him feel it right away.

"Easy big guy. Two victories are enough. Sit on the back of the car." Joe instructed him. He did so, taking the pressure off the ankle. Though it still hurt like crazy.

As that happened, I got out of the car and tried to get the gas pump ready. But then I realized something. "What's wrong with the pump?" I asked out loud.

Joe hurried and looked, going a little wide-eyed. "Oh please don't tell me..." He went over to another gas pump and saw the same thing. "Oh that's just perfect..." He said sarcastically. "They closed them down for the night." He answered us.

"What?!" Big Mike asked, not able to believe that all their work was for nothing.

That's when Joe saw something. A man leaving the building. He got a frown and went over to him.

"Excuse me sir, but could you please turn the gas back on for just two minutes? Our family has had a long day." He said, lying about how we were all family.

"Sorry kid, but y'all will just have to live without it. I'm goin' home." He told Joe, walking off to his car again.

But Joe got in front of him. "You do know that it's a simple mechanism, right? That you could just go in and turn on?" Joe asked the man.

"Yeah. And you do know that I don't care, right? And that I wanna go home so I can relax?" He asked, talking in the same way. "Now move it kid, you're in my way." He said, pushing Joe away to get to his car.

And seeing the look on Joe's face, I saw that it was one of sadness. Showing that he was thinking about giving up. As he looked towards us though, Joe saw Big Mike still sitting on the back of the car. Sad that they couldn't help me anymore. Especially after what Big Mike went through with the pain.

Then he saw me behind Big Mike, feeling a little bad for Joe. But, Joe wasn't close enough to tell why exactly I was sad about though, and figured that it was because I had made them go through all this trouble for nothing.

Seeing both our expressions made him realize just how bad it would be for him to give up now. He then had a look of annoyed determination and followed the man, nodding to Big Mike for some reason.

As he caught up to the man, who was opening his car door, Joe slammed it shut. "What's your problem kid?!" The mechanic asked.

"You apparently. We just need you to go and turn on the gas. And I don't think saying no is your best choice." He said, coming off as forceful yet calm.

"Oh yeah, and what are you gonna do to make me?! Slap me with your noodle arms?!" The man asked, glaring at Joe.

"It's not what I'm gonna do. See the giant sized man over there?" He asked, pointing to his brother. The man looked over and dropped his angry expression as he saw Big Mike cleaning his teeth. With a decent sized pocket knife he got from his back pocket.

A little shocked by where he had gotten it, I backed a few feet away from him myself.

And shortly after the man saw someone twice his size using a pocket knife as a toothpick, Big Mike looked up at him. Glaring at him with great anger. This scaring the life out of the man.

"That happens to be my brother. And he just finished playing football at the high school. Of course as you can imagine, he is very mad because the coach made him sit out for attacking someone on the other team. And since we can't get home where he can take his anger out on something like his punching bag, he's about ready to snap." Joe told him, talking with great seriousness. "Just like your arm if you don't help us. All with a simple clap of my hands. Now what do you think about my 'noodle arms'?" He asked, sounding not only cruel but evil.

"Ah please, he's just some high school kid!" The mechanic said, though still sounding really scared. "He probably ain't even that strong!" He yelled out.

That made Big Mike's glare intensify. But before he could get up off the car, Joe made a stopping motion with his hands. "You know, he's actually the best HB on the team. And the most loved football player in the school, as well as the most feared. Think someone's going to try and save you from him? After all, you don't have any immediate family that'll find out about this." He concluded.

"H-ho-how do you know that I don't got a family?!" He asked, now really getting scared.

"I know more than you can ever hope to imagine." He said, sounding pure evil at this point. "Like for instance, did you know that it's possible to bite off your own pinkie finger? Especially if you don't think about it too much?" He asked the mechanic, who was now shaking as he tried to back away from Joe, backing into his car in the process.

"Speaking of, now will you change your mind? Because right now, the only thing on my brother's mind is taking his anger out on something." He added, the mechanic now terrified.

"Pfft! Y-yeah right!" He said to Joe, trying not to look scared. Though doing a very bad job at it. "You wouldn't just let your brother attack me! Besides, your mom's right there!" He said.

"Oh? Well let me tell you a little story friend." Joe started, positioning his hands to be ready to clap. "She's not our mother." He then clapped once, making Big Mike look up with a terrifying glare.

He then got up off the car, putting his knife away. He then proceeded to the side of the gas pump, taking out the squeegee that was on the side.

Once he the metal handle in his hands, he snapped it in half after a decent amount of effort. Throwing it to the ground, he then started walking over to the man.

"Okay, okay! I'm sorry dude! Just give me a minute and I'll get you the gas! Please!" He said, trying to sound tough. It didn't help much though as he started sprinting back to the door, unlocking it and going inside as if this was a zombie apocalypse.

"Whew!" Big Mike said out-loud, stopping the act. "I was afraid I had to do something else! I mean, I didn't want to have to hurt him or something." Big Mike said.

"You two did it. Even if it was a little far." I said, speaking up.

They then both turned towards me. "Not a problem mam." Big Mike said with a smile. "Besides, we're glad to help you with your car." He said, misunderstanding me.

"No. I mean, you both did what you represent. Even if it was just a small feat, you represented the elements you both stand for." I told them.

"What do you mean?" Joe asked, helping Big Mike back over to my car.

"You two each represent something. Something that is part of harmony itself." As I told them, I started to see the dream around us slowly fade piece by piece. The cars on the road that went past the mechanic's stopped coming, and the stars had disappeared as well. Along with any animals or other living creatures as well.

"Harmony? I'm sorry mam, but I think you're mistaken." Joe told me with a shake of his head. "What we just did was threaten someone rather gruesomely, and destroy public property. That's not harmony in any sense of the word." He corrected me.

"That may be true, but you showed that you two are still in touch with your elements. The Element of Heart." I said, looking to Big Mike. Who just looked confused. "And the Element of Persistence." I said, looking to Joe.

At that moment, more of the dream started to fade. It all started to lose color except for us three, the moon faded away, and all the world around the mechanic's shop had faded away completely. Just leaving us standing outside the shop, floating in nothingness.

"Elements? You mean like Avatar?" Big Mike asked, still confused.

"No. You two are Elements that resemble Harmony. More specifically, what protects Harmony. Never giving up and trying with all your might. These are two of the things that keep everything in harmony. And while you two might use those two elements with an opposite purpose, you can't simply lose touch with your elements all together." I explained to them.

At that moment, everything else faded away, leaving only the three of us to just be standing on nothingness. Not only that, but Big Mike's sprained ankle had healed almost as if it was never there which it wasn't.

And the last thing that changed was me. Turning back into my Alicorn form since the dream no longer had any effect on me.

"Woah..." Big Mike and Joe said simultaneously. Shocked as to my change in appearance.

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Whoops! I forgot to tell you all something very important! This isn't just going to be a three-parter I'm afraid! Nope! This will be a four-parter!

You see, for this to work I couldn't just fit it into three parts! So, I had to make it a bit longer. Especially to make the story a little better and not rushed! But don't worry! Four parts is the maximum. I promise!

So that being said, I'll see you next part for the final, FINAL, part of this episode! Bye for now every pony!

QotC: Out of the three of them, if any of them at all, which do like the most? Joe, Morgue, or Big Mike? And which, if any, are most relatable to you?