*As we come into the intro, we can see banners on the side of the screen. Each with Trixie's Cutie Mark on them*

Trixie: Hello all reader's and welcome to Trixie's Intro! Thought that I was kidding when I sent Zeke on a little vacation, didn't you?! Well, I'm afraid you underestimated the Great and Powerful Trixie!

And from this point on, Trixie is going to be the introducer! Now that being said, let's see just who has the honor of being in the intro with me!

Rainbow Dash: *flies in* Hey Zeke! I thought you said that Dino would show me how to get- here... *She then frowned as she spotted me* Oh no...

Trixie: Ah, Rainbow Dash! Looks like you have the honor today!

Rainbow Dash: Pfft! Yeah right! Why should I even stay here when you're introducing the chapter! I'm outta here!

*Before she could fly away, I used my brand new 'author powers' to make her freeze in place*

Rainbow Dash: Hey! W-what's going on?!

Trixie: Hahaha! So sorry, but now that I am in charge of this intro, I now control the author powers! So you're staying right in place! *I then turn towards the audience* Now moving on, let's do the top three comments that were the best!

3: Christ's Disciple.

Trixie: Wow! Even the Great and Powerful Trixie wasn't able to spot that little error until you brought it up! Guess that's another add-on to the list of failures for Zeke to live with.

Also, I have to admit that Joe's my favorite too. Big Mike reminds Trixie too much of Snips and Snails, and Morgue is just annoying. Trixie would never be seen communicating with the likes of him. Where as Joe would luckily have enough honor of meeting me!

Rainbow Dash: You'd be lucky to even talk with one of them! Especially after making fun of us all!

Trixie: *simply creates a zipper over Rainbow's mouth, keeping her from talking again* Of course, even with him being related to the big fool, Trixie can still find him bearable enough to speak with... *adjusts hat just a little to hide most of her face before continuing*

2: El Presidente 15.

Trixie: Trixie's surprised as to how well all readers are actually appreciating Zeke's style of Discord! He wasn't really sure of his own writing, yet he somehow manages to please the readers! Trixie senses foul play, but has no evidence to prove that.

1: Swift Lightning.

Trixie: Actually, Zeke made a list to show that! This list shows that each of the three were based off of one real person, and one fictional person. Trixie will show the list now.

-Joe- A combination of Neji from Naruto Series (attacked chakra points with well placed jabs, much similar to pressure points on nervous system. Which is Joe's main way of defense), and a man named Cole Bartiromo. (Who made fake stocks on the internet, stealing money from any sucker that fell for the fake stock)

-Morgue- A combination of Nami from One Piece (A thief/pirate obsessed with treasure), and Robin Hood. (Is an explanation really required for him?)

-Big Mike- A combination of Greek Myth Hercules (Again, is explanation needed for him?) and The Murray from Sly Cooper Series. (A hippo obsessed with being as strong as possible to protect the gang)

The Gang itself- Actually, this is really just a combination of Straw Hat Pirates from One Piece, and The Cooper Gang from Sly Cooper. (Looking at the three gangs, the similarities are pretty obvious if you know the two references)

Trixie: And with that finished up, let us begin the chapter!

Rainbow Dash: Hey, what about me?! *she asked, still not able to move*

Trixie: You'll be free soon enough. Now, begin!

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), cracks on the ground as well as in the wall, banners with Trixie's Cutie Marks on them.

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!

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Luna's POV

As I started to focus my vision after waking up, I looked around. Only, to my surprise, it was all pure nothingness. This only happened if the one asleep had no dreams at all, or that they had low brain activity. Both of those not being a good sign.

I then focused on myself, seeing that I hadn't been changed at all either. I was still in my Alicorn form, and the dream hadn't effected me. And I have not yet used a spell to keep myself from being impervious to the effects of ones dreams. Another bad sign.

I looked around again, hoping that I missed something the first time. But as I kept quiet, I heard something off in the distance. Focusing on the sound, I realized that it was the faint sound of music.

So walking towards the sound, I then saw something in the distance. A floating hammock with a figure laying inside. I sighed in relief, glad to see something in this young human's dream. Because I hated coming across some ponies dreams that were empty. It was not only unsettling, but it also showed me that they might be passing on. Something I didn't want to learn about first hand.

So coming up to the hammock, I saw Martin with his eyes closed. Very slowly and calmly playing a few notes on his Element of Creativity. And with it taking the form of an acoustic guitar, it made sense.

"So you are Martin Rodriguez?" I asked him, knowing that he was able to hear me.

"Sí. But, I go by Morgue." He said calmly, not looking to me as he just kept playing. It seemed that he was just 'going with the flow' of it all.

"I know." I said, frowning. Just the look of him was annoying enough. Especially since he was the leader of the group that bullied Blitz. That infuriated me. But if the stronger one of them felt horrible to the point of tears, then maybe he felt bad about it too. That would be a start anyway.

Also something I noticed, he had some different clothing on him than Celestia's picture. Her picture showed him in his dungeon uniform, but instead of that he was in all white. A white T-shirt with white jeans and white tennis shoes. Also, he had his hair gelled to the point where it shined a little. Which you could easily smell if you came close enough to him.

"So who and what are you anyway?" He asked, opening one eye. He didn't appear shocked by my appearance either.

"I am Princess Luna. I am the one to take care of the moon and my subjects dreams. Speaking of, why does thy dream appear empty?" I asked him.

He simply smirked. "Well, being that you're some kind of goddess or something because of having to raise the moon, I guess that wouldn't fit being a snob. Though, with being royalty... I guess I'll just take twenty-five points away for being kind of a snob. With a cool name, that's evens it back to zero. And for mediocre impression, that brings you to twenty-five respect points. total." He said, not answering my question.

"Alright. I do not know of these... Respect Points," I said, not sure if he insulted or complimented me by that. "as you call them. But it is not the reason I have visited thy's dream. Again I ask, what purpose is your dream so bare?" I asked again.

"Hey, can I ask a question first?" He said, confusing me. "If ya don't mind." He said, now sitting up to look at me, no longer playing his guitar.

"A-alright. Go on." I said, not wanting to break either of us out of his dream. Which meant I had to go along with whatever he wanted for the time being.

"Great. So which do you think I should play? Song W? Or Song V?" He asked, confusing me yet again.

"I do not understand." I said with the shake of my head.

"Just pick. The choices are: Song W. Or Song V. Which one?" He asked again.

Going along with it I decided. "Okay. Song W." I answered.

He sighed and laid back down on the hammock. "Another fool I guess." He told me. "I'd stay still if I were you."

Before I could even begin to figure out what that meant, he started to whistle a slight tune. One that sounded a little rustic... Or maybe not that word, but it sounded different from just whistling a normal tune.

But as he whistled, more confusing things started happening. The floor around me had started to appear. Turning a dusty brown color with some rocks on the ground. Then his hammock turned sideways and started to float away, even though I could here him whistling as if he was still next to me.

"Wait! I still need to talk!" I yelled out, going after him as the hammock was going at great speeds. Smoke appearing above it in small puffs. This making me begin to run after him.

That's when he started playing the guitar, it having a theme that I couldn't quite place. It was before this modern time, but not a thousand years ago. What it was called though, I couldn't remember.

Either way, as he played his guitar, the non-existent world around us started to change as well. Overhead, a sky had been created. Not having many clouds, but the sun was directly above me. Making this a blistery hot day.

Also around us started forming dry plains with rocks and canyons all around. This reminding me of what Celestia had told me of a town called Appleloosa.

Next, where the hammock was flying at great speeds, train tracks started forming underneath it. And once I saw it, the hammock started to stretch out as long as a normal sized train, soon becoming a train itself. Martin sitting at the front of it as he played his guitar.

And oddly enough, even though the train was going so fast, the whistle and rails being incredibly loud, I could still hear the song he played. Like it was all in my head.

Finally, as I was trying to keep up with him, I was blinded with a bright light. Feeling as something happened to me as I was blinded.

When the light faded, I looked around to see that I was no longer running. Instead, I was in my human form again. Martin's dream changing my appearance since I forgot to put any spell to protect me from dream effects.

I had on a cowboy outfit, complete with a night sky blue trench coat with the button shining much like stars, a coal black cowboy hat much the same style as Applejack's, and brown cowboy boots that were set right on the sides of the saddle of my horse. The horse resembling my Alicorn form. Though, it didn't have wings or a horn, and it's man and tail didn't flow like mine.

Then I realized just what was going on. He had managed to take full control of his dreams! I then hurried and tried to use my magic to do anything, levitate a rock, teleport, or most importantly try and put the dream protection spell on myself, but none of it worked!

He had so much control that he was able to turn me into a normal human being within his dreams! Truth be told, it was possible to do things such as this. But it has to not only be a lucid dream, but you also had to have perfect focus and control of your creativity. Because while in a dream, anything you imagine can and will be created. So say if you were scatterbrained, then you wouldn't have much control.

But being that he was the Element of Creativity itself, he had much practice with it. Meaning that effecting me was basically foal's play! Which I didn't like at all, because now I was at the mercy of him. Him able to do to me whatever he wanted.

But I knew that I had to get to Martin to make him stop this. So, knowing just how to ride a horse thanks to the knowledge given to me through the dream, I gave it the command to go faster. And faster it went. It started to catch up to the train, letting me get near the passenger cars. Which were in the middle.

But as I got close to it, a few of the passenger windows opened up, outlaws coming out of them and pointing... odd looking guns at me. They had odd canisters at the top of them all, and a small little bottle at the ends. Not only that, but over the song and train, I could've sworn I heard rattling.

They then started firing, colorful little pallets coming out and almost hitting me and the horse. One hit me in the shoulder, but it didn't hurt all that much. Not only that, but it left some kind of liquid where it had hit. And when I put my fingers to it to find out what it was, I realized quickly that it was paint.

So looking for a way to stop them, I checked around. And after looking for a means of defense that might've been given to me, I saw that under my jacket I had two guns that were smaller than theirs. And with the knowledge from the dream, I knew that they were called Paintball Dual Revolvers.

Taking them out, I tried to point one at one of the outlaws and held down the trigger, a pellet flying towards the one man. It had hit him in the chest, but all it did was make him hold his chest in pain for a few seconds. So I fired another. Though, with the horse's movement, it hit the side of the window, the green liquid from that pellet getting him in the eye.

"AH! PAINT IN THE EYE! PAINT IN THE EYE!" The outlaw yelled out, falling out of the window and to the ground. It was pretty exaggerated, but this was a dream after all.

So seeing that this worked, I fired at the two remaining outlaws. After enough shots, they gave up as well. Going back inside and closing the windows.

I smiled, happy that it had worked. Especially this was my first time firing with revolvers. "March forward, trusty subject!" I told the horse, telling him to get to the front. He started running some more and we got to the engine. Me quickly jumping off and landing inside. Letting the horse stop and rest

As I stood up I saw Martin playing his song, whistling along with it as he went. As he opened one of his eyes, he saw me and smirked.

"Alright, you made it!" He said, keeping his smirk. "I thought that you would've freaked out! Or at least slowed you down more than that!" He yelled, trying to talk over the noise of the train. "You're good at this Cow Girl!" He joked, laughing as he played.

"What did you do?!" I asked him, wondering just how he had great focus like this.

"Easy! You picked 'W'! And 'W' stood for Western! So, I played Western themed music! The world around me turning into a western theme! The world's shaped with music ya know?!" He told me with a grin. "And music's whatever you make of it! Not what others make of it!" He said, talking as if he was a philosopher.

"Alright, look! I need only but a moment of thy's time to tell of something important! So can you stop playing your music and let me be heard?!" I yelled to him.

"Hmm..." He tapped his chin in thought. "Maybe! But only when you get the question right!" He told me.

"But I-"

"Now! Song P?! Or Song A?!" He asked, interrupting me.

Knowing that I had to keep going along with this, I sighed and thought about his question. I knew that the letter of each song stood for something, so I thought about it for a second before deciding.

"Alright! Song P!" I choose, wanting to hurry and get this over with.

He then stopped playing and shook his head, all sounds of the train and such now being silent. Even though the train was still moving. "You still don't get it. Shame." He said sadly. "Oh well. You picked Song P, so you'll get Song P! Good luck Cap'n Moon!" He told me, his golden guitar turning into a golden violin.

He then started playing it. But even though it was just the violin he had, I heard multiple instruments play. The music sounding adventurous to me.

"Can't really see anything happening in here." He said, jerking his head towards the window of the engine. Taking this as a gesture, I went over to the window an looked out of it. Seeing the dream change completely.

The canyons, rocks, or anything that wasn't the ground itself faded away for good. Making the whole world look flat and motionless. That feeling going away quickly though as the ground started to turn blue and wavy. Eventually turning into an endless amount of water.

I then smelled the air around me, smelling salt water and... alcohol?

"What is..." When I turned around to face Morgue, I saw that not only was he gone, but the engine had changed completely. It was now a square room made entirely our of wood. The back wall being nothing but clear glass windows.

Not only that, but the room now had furniture instead of coal and a furnace. There were shelves along the sides, two dressers on either side, chests filled with gold around the room, and a desk in the middle.

And to top off all of this odd change in scenery, I felt a chill go down my spine as I changed as well. Both my appearance and clothing changing in an instant.

My hair was now un-kept and my hat had changed from a style like Applejack's to a petty rag. Not only that, but I had earrings on both ears and an eye patch over my left eye, this feeling weird as well. Also, my trench coat had changed into one that was now tattered and the buttons were missing. Finally, the rest of me was in a tattered outfit as well, my belt having both a Paintball Revolver and a wooden sword.

That's when I realized what I looked like. I resembled a pirate! How I knew this was when on Nightmare Night, Pipsqueak had told me all about them. And how they were the most feared ponies of the seas. Not to mention, did whatever they wanted. Mostly stealing.

I got angry at the thought of Martin giving me the role of a thief, but I knew that it was a lost cause to be mad at that. Now I just had to figure out where he was so I could just get this over with.

So gaining more knowledge about who I was from the dream, I pieced it all together. I was Captain Luna. The feared lady of the seas. Both a sight to marvel and cower at. Not only that, but I captained a decent sized crew consisting of about fifty members. All helping to man the giant ship I was the captain of, The Galloping Shadow.

Rolling my eyes at that name, I left my Captain's Quarters and came to the deck, everyone working or chatting. Which I allowed to my crew to help keep the spirits up. But of course, only my crew knew that I did such a thing. This way no one else would think I was weak and attack us.

"First Mate Blitz!" I yelled out, the crew consisting of names that I knew from my memory. I guess Martin had just left the crew up to my mind to create. Which was a nice touch.

"Yes Cap'n Luna!" Blitz said, coming up to me in human form. Though, he had a pirate outfit as well. All of him looking like a normal pirate except for his sword, which was the same shape and color of his tail. Though it was still wooden as well.

"Get to the crow's nest and tell Second Mate Pipsqueak to be on the lookout for-"

"Cap'n Luna!" I heard a familiar voice cry out to me. "Ship coming up towards us! It's the Dead Coffin!" Pipsqueak alerted me.

"The Dead Coffin?! Who be the captain?! I asked, hoping for it to be Martin.

"Cap'n Luna, it be Cap'n Morgue! Don't ye 'member yer enemy?!" Blitz asked, having a pirate accent. Which threw me off a little, but I didn't focus much since it was just a dream.

"Uh-Course so! Men!" I called out. "Ready the cannons! We fire before we attack hand-to-hand!" I instructed.

"Aye Cap'n Luna!" They all yelled out, getting to battle stations. And in about just a minute or so, we all fired cannons at them, some hitting the hull and some hitting the sails.

The ship then kept sailing towards us. And before we could get a second shot in, cannons came at us.

"Duck!" I heard Twilight's voice call out in warning. All of us ducking, the cannons went above us, while a few hit below. One of those cannons going right threw my room.

When we all rose, the ship had already gotten too close. "Men! Board that ship! We mustn't let our enemies win!" I told them.

They all then started getting their paintball flintlocks out, getting grappling hooks ready to swing over. They all then started crossing, a board from the other ship coming across to walk onto our ship.

Acting quickly, I stepped on the board and ran over, shooting a paintball pellet right into one of enemy crew member's foreheads a point blank range.

After him falling to the ground, I ran towards the door that lead to the Captain's room. Where Morgue was playing an orchestra inside. Only to be stopped by a pirate that resembled Big Mike. With a giant wooden two-handed sword.

"Stay away from Cap'n Luna!" Me and the pirate looked off to the side, only to see Blitz and Pipsqueak come out and tackle the big pirate out of the doorway.

"Go on Cap'n!" Blitz told me as he and Pipsqueak held the pirate down, though that wouldn't last long. "Capture Cap'n Morgue so the fight may be won!" He finished, the pirate pushing Pipsqueak off, only for Blitz to pull out his gun and shoot it point blank into the pirates chest. Only hurting him since it was a paintball pellet.

I smiled and ran inside, closing the door behind me. When I spotted Morgue, he was in a chair with his feet up on his desk. Playing a smaller type of guitar slowly to add onto effect.

Though, he smirked as he opened his eyes, flashing a golden tooth that was replacing an ordinary one. "So Cap'n Luna! It be a Pirate's life for ye, am I right?!" He asked, faking the pirate accent.

"No!" I yelled out, getting annoyed by all of this. "Enough games! Let me speak to you already! I have something important to announce!" I told him, pointing the flintlock right at his face.

"Sorry fellow Cap'n." He said, not dropping the accent. "You haven't figured it out yet." He told me.

"Figured what out?! Stop speaking in such riddles!" I told him, firing a warning shot at his foot, making it fall off the table.

"What I'm trying to teach you. And these song themes are the only way I can think of" He told me, dropping the accent. "But I'll make it a little easier for you. Okay?" He asked rhetorically.

"So. Song I? Or Song I?" He asked. Both answers being the same.

I rolled my eyes, knowing that there was no other choice to pick from. "Fine! Song I!" I said, the rocking of the boat making me fall to the ground. Making me even more annoyed.

He simply shook his head, disappointed. "Wrong again! Seriously, how could you even mess that up?!" He asked, making me only get more confused. He was making no sense at all to me, and it was only getting more infuriating.

He then laid back in his chair, the small guitar changing into bongo drums. He then started to play them quickly, the world changing for a the last time.

The top part of the room then disappeared, the noise of pirates fighting silenced. Also the smell of the sea and alcohol faded too, along with the moving of the boat. Looking back to Martin with curiosity as to what he was doing, I saw that he was gone once again.

The wooden walls then folded out, showing me that I was no longer out in the sea. But instead, I was back on land. The wood around me then faded into the ground. Turning into road and sidewalk.

Next, the empty space around me had extremely tall buildings shoot up out of the ground. So tall, that they could probably scrape the sky if that was possible.

After all of this, I realized that I was now in a human downtown area. Complete with cars, fire hydrants, street lamps, and other objects that appeared on and besides the roads.

Finally was another flash of blinding light, this time returning me to my normal Alicorn form. But the only difference is that I now had a weird mask on my face. I tried to take it off, but it was stuck in place by the dream. But by trying to take them off, I discovered that my magic was back to normal.

But it wasn't quite as I still heard Martin playing those bongo drums, soon enough having more instruments follow. Making the whole thing sound like modern jazz music. Which I had heard before at a recent Gala I had attended. So it was easy for me to discover the theme. Only, what started with 'I' that had to do with odd masks on your face much like a superhero and up-beat jazz music playing?

Sadly, I wasn't able to figure out an answer as something stopped my train of thought. For I had heard many shrieks of fear approaching. And only to prove so, quite a few screaming humans turned to the street I was on and ran past me.

Confused as to why they were running, I looked ahead, hearing loud stomps come around the large buildings. And coming out from behind them, was a giant circular object with five spider-like legs keeping it standing. Made out of something, that I had identified from speaking to Blitz, known as metal.

This was really getting irritating. Not to mention the fact that this was wasting what time me and Celestia had to make each of them realize who they really were, and what they were here for.

So knowing that levitating metal wasn't all that hard, I simply levitated the giant monstrous robot towards the top of one of the buildings. This honestly being the easiest trial of them all.

Then I simply tapped it against the corner of a sky craping buildings like an egg, it cracking straight down and all the way around. Making it stop struggling from my aura and stay still. Showing that it was defeated.

Getting the result I wanted, I just let it fall about fifteen stories to the ground, it breaking in a perfect half. Revealing the inside to hold Martin. Along with a few instruments I heard playing the jazz music before.

"Wow Moon Lady, you're really good at this!" He said as he got up and turned the bongo drums back into his original guitar.

"Enough of this worthless foolishness!" I said angrily, wanting to get on with it. "What was the point of all of this?!" I asked him.

"Easy." He said, turning the end of the guitar towards me and strumming it once, shooting a beam at me. When it hit, the mask from earlier had disappeared. "Sun Lady was telling me stuff like you're trying to say now. So, I just wanted to see if you were as good as her. By testing you." He told me.

"Testing me?" I asked, confused as to how he had done that.

"Yeah! What did I tell you on the train about music?" He asked, looking to me.

Not knowing where this was going, I thought of it for a second. "That music is what you make of it. But how does thy words make any-"

"And I've been asking you, señorita, what song to play out of a list I gave you. Ya see the problem?" He asked me.

I sighed, all of this sounding like a riddle. "No, I do not." I told him with a frown.

"I've been giving you the options. That sound like music you're coming up with?" He asked.

"No... No it does not." I answered. Starting to have an idea as to what he was saying.

"Si! It does not. Music should be what you can imagine. Not just what others imagine." He told me with a smirk. "So that in mind, what do you want to hear?" He asked, being a little more calm about it.

That made me see what he was trying to show me. Even though it was a little scrambled. He was trying to show me what a little creativity can do.

So thinking about all of this, I just wanted to keep things calm as we arrived in my personal Dream Zone where we'd bring all three of them together.

"Alright then. Might I suggest... Song M?" I said, staying in the way he named his songs. Though the last one made no sense. It was 'I', but it involved superheroes with a simple mask. But what superheroes fought a metal circular beast, with up-beat jazz music in it?

He simply smiled. "Good choice." He then started playing it with a calm and soothing melody.

And as he did, a flash of light blinded me. And when it ended, everything was back to normal. The dream looking empty just like the first time when I had arrived. Except up ahead where Morgue was sitting in the same hammock, was a hill with grass and flowers on it. Much like a meadow, which started with 'M'. Not to mention, the hammock was now being hung by two small trees instead of just floating in the air.

As I saw him playing, the bottom of the hill started rolling out a path of grass, stopping right in front of me like a carpet. Smiling, I stepped on and walked over to speak to him once more.

Although, he spoke first. "So why are you here anyway? And why did Sun Lady visit me before?" He asked, not giving any respect towards Celestia's title.

"She is to be called Princess Celestia, not Sun Lady." I scolded. Then I answered him. "You see, we needed to speak to all of you. For what are thou'st while missing your element?" I asked him.

"Element? What element?" He asked, looking at me as he kept playing.

"You are the Element of Creativity. One of the Protectors of Harmony. Along with your friends." I couldn't tell if this was starting to take him out of his own dreams and into the dream zone where me and Celestia were supposed to meet up.

He then chuckled a little, shaking his head. "Sorry, but you got the wrong gang Moon Lady." He told me, that name getting on my nerves. "If you didn't already know, were thieves. Honorable ones at that. But we don't help keep the peace." He said with a smirk.

I nodded. "Yes, I am aware of how you are all wrong-doers. But that does not keep you from your destiny. Creativity can be used everywhere, and you know that more than any pony else." I told him. "Thievery has nothing to do with it." I concluded.

"Yeah... Yeah, ya got a point there." He admitted, stopping his music to ponder that. As he did, the hill and everything else that was here then faded away, making it appear as if we were floating in space.

"Come. Follow me. There is something I want to show you." I said, walking in a certain direction. It was clear to me that we were in the dream zone where we were all supposed to meet up. And close to helping them to the best of our abilities.

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Joe's POV

"What...What...What are you?!" I asked, now very scared for my life. At this point, I was certain that this was all a dream. I mean, how could it not be?! It had to just be a figment of my imagination!

"I am an Alicorn. Known to many as Princess Celestia." She told us calmly.

"A princess?... Woah!" Big Mike said, believing her already. "Wait a second! Do we have to bow or something?!" He asked, looking towards me with a worried look. Hoping I knew so he wouldn't get in trouble.

That's when I realized. Princess... Just like Princess Luna! So that's how this was all happening! 'Princess Luna' had to have done something to us! It had to be something she had done to us! It couldn't be any hallucinative drugs, because we didn't eat anything. Nor did we drink anything. So that left forms of trigger words or visionary stimulates. Otherwise known as ways to hypnotize another.

I never doubted the art of hypnosis. If I did then that would declare me a hypocrite. That meaning, yes I do use forms of hypnosis. That was how I got into others heads whenever it didn't depend on reading faces or what they said.

But in what way could she have hypnotized me? She talked normally with no odd word structure. Except for referring to herself as 'we'. Though, that wasn't enough to do anything. So what could she have shown us that was an odd pattern or something to stimulate us with...

Her tattoo! Yes, that had to be what got us! Well, me anyway... Oh, how could I be so careless?!

By showing that odd symbol to me, it must've been a type of visual stimuli! How could I not have realized this earlier?!

Now with whoever these people were, I was now vulnerable to whatever was going to happen.

"Joe?... You okay?... Should. Should we bow or not?" He asked me. Or at least, my influenced imagination asked me.

The horse in front of us then giggled a bit, smiling at Big Mike's question. "That's quite alright. You don't need to bow to me." She told them.

Big Mike then sighed in relief as he sat down in the recliner behind him. "Oh! That's a relief! For a second, I thought I messed up something..."

He then went wide-eyed, jumping out of the chair. "AH! What's that?!" He asked, scared of just where that chair came from.

She simply smiled. "That is your imagination coming to life. You are dreaming after all."

I chuckled sarcastically once at the not-so-subtle hint at what was happening, not appreciating this at all.

"What's wrong Joe?" She then asked me.

"Okay look, whatever's going on here, you can stop now. I know that your organization or whatever did something, and I am not one to simply let my guard down whenever I get confused." I stated matter-of-factly.

She then frowned a little, but walked over. "What makes you think that this is all a trick?" She asked.

"Do I really need to answer that?" I asked dryly. "You expect me to think that someone with enough connections was able to pass off as a Social Services agent and get into a high school to see us, and then coincidentally I'm talking with someone about the very same thing? In my 'dreams' no less? No. Whatever organization or group you all are, you must take me for an average, idiotic teenager." I said, glaring at the 'Alicorn' the whole time.

She then frowned and turned off to side, acting a little less friendly and more serious. "Actually, I do want you to believe it. Yes, we faked being Social Services. And yes, you are speaking to me about the very same thing. But this isn't fake. And as you've probably figured out, it's not a coincidence." She told me.

"Yeah, sure. I should believe that a unicorn/pegasus hybrid, known simply as an Alicorn, is speaking to me and my brother in our dreams." I said sarcastically. "No. All of that sounds like complete bull crap. Or should I say, pony-"

Before I could finish my insulting play on words, she glared at me with great fury. Not knowing if I was in danger or not, I stopped talking. I had proved my point more than enough.

By this point, 'Big Mike' had sat back in his recliner that he 'imagined'. Knowing that while I was talking like this, it was best to remain quiet... Which I had to admit, they were able to do a great job at making it seem so real. Of course, this was all my hallucination. So of course it seemed real according to my opinion.

That gave me an idea though. If this was a dream, and we could create anything we wanted, I decided to put that theory to the test. I created a chalkboard with two pieces of chalk and an eraser. Then turned to the Alicorn.

"Alright, you want me to believe this? Then how about a test to help prove it?" I asked rhetorically. "Try explaining something to me that I would never understand, come up with, or know. No matter how silly it is. As long as it makes sense of course." I told her.

She then smiled, understanding the logic to it. "Alright then. I'll do just that. But please be fair with any acceptance you might have." She told me as her horn glowed a yellowish color, the chalk being levitated up.

"Alright. But I hope you realize that magic tricks won't work. Especially when we can make objects appear out of thin air with our own minds. Even when we're not magic at all." I told her.

She then giggled a little more at what I had said. It seeming funny to her. "I'm sorry. Did I make a joke?" I asked her.

"No. It's just a little ironic is all..." She said, the second part more to herself than to me. Although I could hear her just fine. "Anyway, how about this."

She then drew what looked like a map. It looking very detailed and well drawn. "I come from a land known as Equestria, where me and my sister, which you have already met, rule. We take care of both the sun and moon, raising and lowering them when it's time." She explained, making a moon and sun symbol on both sides of the map of 'Equestria'. Which was in the middle of the chalkboard.

All of this was a little odd. Both in how it sounded, and how it made no sense. This breaking one of the rules. But before I could even respond to that, she continued.

"And yes it may seem impossible to you, but that's just it. It is impossible for humans. But not for the species on our world. Our world is inhabited by ponies. The three main types being Earth Ponies, Unicorns, and Pegasi. And then in some rare cases, such as me and my sister, Alicorns." She added. "And just like any mythical story you may have heard, unicorns are indeed gifted in magic. Which is how we were able to visit you in your dreams." She concluded, drawing some pictures along the way to add onto the explanation.

And after hearing that, one thing was clear to me... This was crazy. Crazy, in all sense of the word. Crazy, being a tame way to describe it. I mean, she honestly wanted me to believe something like this... But of course, she did know us three very well.

Because at the same time... It started to make a little sense. Emphasis on little.

And I didn't know what to say about it all. I didn't wan to believe it because being a human simply kept this kind of thing from seeming like a reality. But I still did believe it. Because of one reason alone.

I am a mentalist.

At least, I had the skills and expertise of one, not to mention my IQ being higher than that of most college professors. But yes. I believed in, and studied, the topic of being a mentalist. Getting addicted to learning all about the mind and how it works at a relatively young age of six. And when you are not only a persistent, perfectionist with OCD, you can not live with yourself until you understand every problem or theory presented.

Which lead to me knowing many things. Like hypnotism, how the mind works, how to win any game of chess, knowing how to play violin, piano, multiple other odd instruments, and many random but interesting theories. All that, along with the nervous system and how to hit the nerves. As a way to defend myself of course.

And by the age of ten, elementary school guidance counselors didn't know how to get through to me without me giving them a run for their money from my knowledge of mentalism. Heck, I even made our guidance counselor break out in tears and quit that very month. That made the principal scared of me. So whenever I would get in trouble, I would be sent straight to him instead of the assistant principals. In fear of making them cry and quit too.

Nice man... Until I tricked him into admitting that he was stealing from the school funds and get sent to prison. Poor guy... I almost feel bad for that two year old daughter of his that had to be given to a foster-family. Oh well, I got over it rather quickly since I was a naturally cruel kid.

But back on topic, did that mean I would believe anything I heard? No. Did that mean I would help defend or take in to consideration their reasoning for future references? No matter how crazy it would seem? Yes actually.

Unless they said something random just to be random, I would gladly defend their opinions if they did. Meaning that I had an opened mind. Not that I let other options in all the time.

"Well..." I started, rethinking the whole concept again and again. And no matter what I thought, I never would be able to imagine something like that. It was so many myths thrown into one world. And it all balanced itself. The pictures of the three species showed the roles of the three. An Earth Pony with a cowboy hat, who was farming apples in their picture. This showing that they maintained food. The Pegasus Pony with a slight un-kept mane and tail, who was appearing to be jumping on a cloud to make it rain. This showing that they controlled weather. And a Unicorn Pony, who was reading a book while keeping it in the air with its magic. This showing that they were generally the most intelligent out of the three. Being leaders and other jobs that required smarts. Like librarians I guess.

This showed that all means of food, ecosystem, and perhaps politics, meshed and fit with the right pieces. Creating a believable, yet unbelievable at the same time, world.

"I don't think I can disagree with it... It's just what I asked of you. I could never imagine this, yet it makes sense." I admitted, being honest about this. This wasn't my imagination, and it made too much sense to be a hallucination.

"Thank you for giving me a chance to prove this to you Joe. But until we say goodbye to you three for a while, we want to say one more thing." She told us.

"Wait. What do you mean three?" Big Mike asked from his chair. Which was actually a very good question.

"Yeah. There are only two of us here." I agreed with him.

"Sorry about the wait dear sister," I turned around to see yet another Alicorn approach us. One with a dark blue color scheme that reminded me of the night. And seeing her tattoo, I realized who it was. "but here is the leader."

As she said that, behind her walked out the one person that we hadn't seen in months. The leader of our little gang, and the one that was falsely accused.

As he came over towards me, Big Mike got out of his recliner and started running forward towards the two of us.

"Uh-oh..." Me and the third of us said, seeing the giant Halfback sprinting towards us with no intent on stopping. And the second he got to us, he bear-hugged us as strong as he could. Meaning that he lifted us both in the air with ease and started choking us with his strength. And although we couldn't feel pain while dreaming, we definitely had to breath while dreaming.

"MORGUE!" Big Mike yelled out, squeezing the life out of us. On accident of course since he forgot how strong he was. "I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!" He kept yelling in our ears. "THE GANGS BACK TOGETHER!"

"Yeah, cool story amigo..." Morgue said with almost no breath. "But could you drop us first..."

"Yes..." I finished, knowing Morgue had to save what air he had left. "We can't breath!..."

"Oh..." He then dropped us, rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment. "Sorry guys..." He then sniffled, getting emotional. "It's just, I thought that we wouldn't be able to be all together on the Gang Reunion!" He said, tears streaming down his face.

"Big Mike come on!" Morgue said, getting back up quickly. "You of all people should know that I'd never miss the Gang Reunion! I started this gang after all!" Morgue boasted.

"Trust me, we know. The whole school knows. Actually, anyone in our town that watches the News knows. Especially after you tackled that news reporter to the ground and said it live on the news channel." I reminded him. "Saying all three of our names on public live TV no less." I said with a facepalm.

Oh, how I was humiliated that week. And if it wasn't for me scanning any place that uses memes, the three of us would've been remembered for a lot longer than that.

"Well, seems like you three have some history." Celestia said with a chuckle.

"Oh, you don't know the half of it Sun Lady! This one time, Joe-" I quickly slapped my hand over his mouth, NOT wanting him to tell that story. Especially with how much trouble I'd get in. Whether it was living creatures from another world or humans from ours.

"No." I said simply, taking my hand off of his mouth. "You dare tell that story, and I'm going to crash your El Camino while you're in prison." I told him, completely serious.

"You wouldn't dare..." He said, Death Glaring at me.

"Oh, I wouldn't dare. I would bet." I told him, knowing that I was safe here. Being a dream and all, I can't get hurt. "In fact, I would donate it to the Carpentry Class at school. They are looking for a car to smash up as a fundraiser." I told him, I admit going a little too far.

He then got infuriated, stomping around and yelling in Spanish angrily. Good thing I didn't speak Spanish though, because it was obvious that he wasn't saying anything that anyone under the age of eighty should hear.

"While he's throwing his little temper-tantrum over there, what exactly did you want to tell us?" I asked, getting back on topic.

She nodded, getting back on topic as well. "Well you see, as we've told you three, you all have big roles to play. And it requires you three staying in touch with your Elements." She told us.

"Wait. You said we protect 'Harmony' right? So... Who's Harmony? I've never met her before." Big Mike said dumbly. Making me facepalm so hard, you could hear the slap very easily.

"Big Mike, harmony is peace and unity. You know, being nice to one another? There are no girls involved with that." I told him.

"I wouldn't mind that though." Morgue said, coming back over.

"Impeccable timing as always Morgue. Thank you for that useless input." I said sarcastically with a facepalm. But Morgue simply laughed at that, finding humor in it all.

"Actually to be clear, what you three are meant to protect are the Elements of Harmony." Celestia said, getting our attention. "Honesty, Laughter, Generosity, Kindness, Loyalty, and Magic. Each of these elements are represented with others. Just like you three represent what protects the Elements. Along with one other." She added.

"Another Protector person? Who?" Morgue asked, all three of us curious about that.

"You all actually have met him before. And if I'm not mistaken, don't really get along with him. He's the Element of Courage." She told us.

All of us staying quiet, we tried to figure out just who. We hated a lot of people, and they all hated us. Of course, only a handful of them were 'courageous', so it was hard to figure that out.

"Zeke?" Big Mike asked out of the blue.

"..." At that moment, Morgue stayed quiet. Having nothing to say. Of course, I knew that would be his reaction to that name.

"Yes." Princess Luna said, stepping up to explain. Now suddenly looking a little mad at us. "Although, he is now known as Electric Blitz. And you needn't worry. He didn't run away because of you three." She told us all.

But whatever reaction she was expecting, it wasn't laughter. Coming from our very own leader, Morgue.

"Wow!" He said in between laughs. "That loser is 'The Element of Courage'?! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!" He laughed his heart out, treating it all like a joke.

I looked towards the two to apologize, but I saw Celestia looking worriedly towards Luna. When I looked towards her, I saw her trying to keep from bursting with anger.

Seeing this, plus remembering what she had said about Zeke to us at the school, I was able to piece these two facts together and realize just what Blitz was to Luna. She saw him as if he was part of her family. Maybe even a son, but I wouldn't go that far.

Still, that said I knew we were in for it if Morgue didn't shut up. "Morgue, be quiet! You're pushing your luck as it is!" I told him through my gritted teeth.

But he ignored me and kept laughing. "Oh man, that is just gold right there! Not only that, but he goes by 'Electric Blitz'?! What kinda dumb name is that?!" He said, about ready to break his jaw in three ways. Him laughing it off, Princess Luna kicking it off. And me jabbing it off with my bare hand.

"Silence!" Princess Luna yelled at him, starting to come towards us.

Knowing that I wasn't going to convince her otherwise, I just backed up. Motioning Big Mike to do the same.

Once Luna got close enough, she couldn't take his laughter anymore and started yelling so loud, I could actually see the air leaving her mouth!

"Be Silent! We will let you insult Blitz no longer! He has done more commendable things than you will ever hope to achieve!" She yelled out at him, making him slide a few feet.

"Hey!" Morgue said, getting up. His hair spread out enough to insult peacocks. "Just because I can't have clean hair in juvy, it doesn't give you reason to mess mine up in this world!" He then made a bottle of hair gel appear out of thin air, using it to get his hair 'just right'. Which was basically a little spikey and natural, though shin enough to make you know it wasn't natural at all.

She then went up again and started yelling in his face. "Did you not hear us?!" She asked, the force of her voice knocking Morgue to the ground. She then stood over him, glaring right at him."We said that you are never going to amount to-" She stopped as she saw Morgue drinking a milkshake from a straw as he listened to her. And since the cup was almost out of milkshake, it made that loud annoying sound of slurping with the straw. Oh, how I hated that noise.

She then knocked the milkshake out of his hand and levitated him up by the collar. "Hey!" Morgue whined. "I wasn't finished with that!" He complained.

"Why you un-grateful little..." As Luna thought really hard about whether or not to hurt Morgue for all of this, he stopped her.

"Okay, look Moon Lady. Here's the thing. I hate Zeke for a personal reason. Not just because he's fun to annoy. Even though he is, but that's besides the point. But my two friends over there have nothing to do with it? Kay? All they did was follow my orders." He said, setting the record straight.

"Now, ya might wanna put me down now. All 'two' of you. Cause I'm an element with nothing to lose. If anything you'd be losing even more than I would. So please, just put me down and-" At that moment, Princess Luna then just threw him to the ground and walked away. Still angry, but knowing that it was a lost cause.

"I have a question." Big Mike said, raising his hand up.

"Yes Big Mike?" Celestia asked him.

"Well, if were element people. And Zeke is an element person. And some six are people are element people. Then... When do we meet them?" He asked, wanting to know.

"Yeah! I wouldn't mind meeting Zeke again!" Morgue said as he got up, laughing at his joke.

Luna gritted her teeth, but Celestia put a wing around her, telling her silently to stay calm.

"Actually," Celestia started. "sooner than you think. In some time, they will come to see you. Your destinies beginning." She told us.

"Hmm..." Morgue being confused, looked to me. "Joe? Analysis." He always asked either that, or 'Options' to me when he wasn't sure of something. Me being the planner of the group, it made sense.

"Well..." I started, putting this all together. "In a world where magic and myth is reality, I can't really tell you that them telling us about our destiny is really un-believable. If anything, it makes perfect sense. What I can estimate with high percentages of accuracy is well..." I sighed, knowing all of their eyes were on me. "we are in for one thrill of a life-time." I finished.

Celestia nodded. "Well, I'm afraid that we've done and told all that we can. And I'm afraid that we must be going now." Celestia said, Luna's horn starting to glow. "But one more thing. Never give up hope. Stay with your Elements and never lose hope in them. For you are all more important than you can imagine." She told us, both of them fading now.

"Wait!" Big Mike asked them before they were gone. "Can the three of us stay here?! We never got to celebrate the Gang Reunion!" He said, really wanting all three of us to catch up.

Luna then spoke up, talking with a calm smile. "Of course. Though once you awake, you will be back to where you rested. So you will only have this dream. Goodbye." They then faded completely, leaving just the three of us here to spend our dreams talking with one another.

Morgue told us all about juvy, saying how he already has his own group there complete with about twenty guys. All of them even loved how Morgue thought and acted, calling him 'The Life of the Prison Party'.

Big Mike told Morgue all about everything and how we were doing. And once he mentioned his football game against our rivals, and how important it was, he promised to Morgue that he'd win it for sure. Demonstrating to me that Big Mike was back to his old self.

As for me, Morgue wanted to know just how our little interview went. I told them flat out that they were idiots about interrogation, and that within approximately fourteen minutes and eighteen seconds, I figured out who they were. And the description I gave of Discord was enough to make Morgue laugh even harder than before.

Overall: Even though all we did was talk through out that whole dream. And didn't play any games, or sing any songs. Or even come together and do something crazy and stupid like rob a gas station blind. It was the most memorable and enjoyable Gang Reunion of them all. No contest either.

So one by one, we woke up. Big Mike first since he had gotten used to waking up an hour earlier to go for his morning jog. Which just left me and Morgue for about thirty seconds until Big Mike would most likely wake me up to ask if I was still asleep.

But before he did, Morgue looked to me. "Joe? Remember what they said. We're gonna meet all of those 'Element People' soon enough." He reminded me.

"Yes. I know." I told him.

"No matter what you have to do or say. And no matter how crazy it may sound, just remember that we're gonna help them. Swear on the Gang?" He asked me.

I nodded, taking out my own pocket knife. All three of us had one. Each a different color that relates to us. Mine was red, Big Mike's was green, and Morgue's had an actual silver case.

I opened up my pocket knife and very lightly, not cutting myself of course, drew a line over my heart. "Swear on the Gang. Good luck in juvy Morgue. Be sure to keep your guitar away from anyone else." I warned him.

"I got eighteen friends by my side! I don't think my new acoustic guitar's going anywhere but in my hands!" He said laughing about that. But for only a few seconds. "Remember what else they said too dude. Don't give up." He said, bringing his fist forward.

I put my knife away and fist-bumped him back, smiling. "Don't worry Morgue. I don't think I'm going to forget."

And at that point, we both woke up at the same time.

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"Joe! Joe, are you asleep still?! Tell Morgue I said sorry I left!" I heard Big Mike say as he shook me like a rag-doll.

"Big-Mike!-Get-Off!" I said in between shakes.

"Oh no! I woke you up! Morgue! You still in there?!" He asked, yelling into my ear.

"He woke up too, now get off!" I yelled, him letting me drop back into my bed. From two feet in the air.

"Sorry!" He apologized, me not wanting to be mad.

"It's fine. I knew you were going to do that anyway." I said, getting out of bed.

"Oh, okay! Whew!" He said in relief. "Oh, and um, Joe?" He asked me.

"Yes Big Mike?" I asked as I got up from bed getting my glasses on from the nightstand.

"When did you get that golden helmet? Or the golden gloves?" He asked, pointing to the top of my dresser.

"What?" I asked, looking in that direction. And they were there. Golden gloves and a golden helmet. The helmet looked just about my size, wear as the gloves were Big enough to comfortably fit Big Mike's hands.

Going over and picking up the helmet out of interest, I saw that inside was a note. With the same picture as Celestia's tattoo. I picked it up and opened it up, reading it out-loud so I wouldn't have to repeat it to Big Mike. And what it said was very surprising, confusing, and in a way. Humorous.

Joe-

At this point, you've probably assumed without a doubt that we're real. And that you are in for, as you said, one thrill of a life-time.

So to help give you a guide for this, I thought it best to tell you of a reference.

On the internet, Google or YouTube would be best, type in MLP FIM.

Simply watch the show that is mentioned, and you will see what our world is like.

When you see the show, it will all click together. But just to tell you, the show might make us all seem different than they really are.

So don't think it's dead on accurate.

You can probably guess that they have to fit into a smaller time limit and have it all make sense in the end. So it's different.

Sincerely- Princess Celestia

P.S. I am fine with 'Trollestia' or 'Sun Lady' But you dare call me Molestia, or speak any harsh terms about ponies purposefully, and I will personally see you off to the moon.

Good luck! :D

Little ball of Sunshine, isn't she? Oh well, better start to prepare for this.

"Big Mike. I am calling in sick for today. You will need to stay as well. So I need you to call the school and tell them I am ill. Also mentioning that you are staying home to help me in my 'time of need'. At least, until your football game." I told him, knowing just what we have to do.

"Why's that Joe?" He asked, confused.

"Because we are on a very important research mission that will require both of our attentions to do so." I told him as I walked out of my room, him following.

"What is it?" He asked me.

Once I got to the living room, I got my laptop and got on, plugging a cord into the TV so what was on the laptop would show on the screen. And after going to YouTube and typing away, I got the video up and full screened it. Making it look as if we were watching an episode of...

"We need to stay home and watch My Little Pony Friendship is Magic. Episodes one and two."

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And so concludes this little trip! For realzies this time! So, next episode we will be heading back to Ponyville to get back to the seven ponies, and dragon, that we love to hear about the most! That is, not counting any of the background ponies that is!

Also, two things I want to ask you guys that aren't the QotC. Since I still have control of the outros, what do you think about Trixie taking control of the intros? And, what do you think I was referencing with 'Song I'? Try to guess! I want to see just how many readers can get it!

Okay, but here's the real QotC! Bye for now every pony! See you in about a week for the next episode!

QotC: You think that Joe has a good enough reason to have him and Big Mike blow off school just to watch My Little Pony? And do you think that Morgue having his creativity back in juvy will be good for anyone there?