Author's Notes:

Chapters may get abit longer, sorry if you were looking for small ones.

I don't know what a hangover feels like, but what I felt from Zaanne using all that energy was about what i expect from one.

When i regained consiencness, the first thing I saw was three Scootaloo's speaking all jumbly, then backing away when they saw me. I stared blankly until the ringing in my ears stopped and there was only one Scoots. When my eyes refocused, she was standing next to Rayden, both of them speechless. "W-what happened?", I asked.

"Zaanne blew up an alien," Scootaloo said, "then you passed out for a few minutes."

"Who's Zaanne?" Rayden asked.

"Nevermind that. We need to get everyone out of here." I remembered where I was, why I was here, and whose fault it was for my family being in peril. "Ship, can you take everyone home, and wipe their memory of this ever happening?"

"Meddling with the mind is a dangerous thing", Ship said from the crystal, "plus, the crystal only has the energy to keep you alive for now, you'll need to recharge it before you can use magic again."

"Keep me alive?" I asked. I didn't feel too alive. My body felt like it was trying to move through syrup. My eyes were heavy, threatening me to lay down, just for a bit, and sleep for, oh, a month or so? My energy felt dimmer, no special glowing or flaming hands anymore. The crystal's magic aura felt weak and expended. "How can i recharge it?"

"Well, it can recharge over time, be back to full power in a few hours. But certain objects can grant abit of juice for it. Put back the swords to get back abit of your energy."

I didn't know what he was talking about for a second until I remembered the blade Zaanne had made. The sword had been impaled into the ground, still glowing with power. I wasn't sure how I would pull it out with my state, but luckily Rayden was there. A hard tug and it was free in his hand. "This what the rock meant?"

"Yep, thanks." I reached out, but he moved the sword back from me.

"Tell me what's up, then we can get going."

I didn't know how much free time we had, but if he fought sword-to-katana with an alien because I was stupid enough to mess with their stuff, he deserved the truth. I sat back on the wall. I was too tired to try to move, or make any unessecary noises (by the way, I'm not as ADHD as Scootaloo said I am [normally{wow how many of these are there?}])... Anyway, I patted next to me for him to sit, which he did. Scootaloo had a conversation with the Ship as I tried my best to explain what happened at school, all the weird things of the hospital, and what i knew of the necklace.

He sat silently, listening to every word far better than I could have.

Once I finished, he looked at the crystal again, thinking over it calmly. "And Zaanne, is he a good guy or what?"

"More of a fun bundle of awesome!" Zaanne bragged through the necklace. "Also, he told you what was going on, therefore you must complete the exchange."

He shrugged and handed me my sword. The magic blade dissolved into a white energy in my palm, seeping into my skin and exposing the cyber lines on my hand and wrist.

Instantly, I felt better. Strength surged through my body like I just drank a five hour energy drink. (When I drink one of those, I begin scaring myself with my hyperactivity.) The lights faded into the crystal, letting it glow wildly for a moment before dimming again, but looking a little more alive. I stood, streatching and flexing. "Better."

Scootaloo stood next to me. "The crystal said you should lighten your energy usage until tomorow, given the time. I'll send your friends off and take their memories." She looked to ray, who was about twice her height. "Where did you get that?" She asked, pointing to his ring of RD's famous element.

"Oh this? It's not real. Plastic, see?" Despite his previous comment, he took the ring off like he was taking off his wedding ring, which I've only seen once from my mom. "You can look at it if you promise to be careful with it."

"Sure" she said, silently gesturing the Pinkie promise.

As she looked at it, I turned to Rayden. He had a faint smile, which I didn't understand considering the situation we were just in. "So... RD's your favorite?"

He shook off the smile and looked to me. "Yeah, who's yours?"

It was a question I answered a lot to Zaanne, since he always wanted to hear it. "I don't like choosing favorites, don't wanna make others feel left out, ya know?"

We stayed silent for a bit before he responded, "Well, if you could choose one to meet, which one would it be?"

Scootaloo piped up before I could decide, "Hey, guys, what's 'made in China' supposed to mean? Is it some company that makes elements of harmony?"

I couldn't help but laugh. "It's a country, on the oppisite side of the planet. Speaking of Earth..." I looked to the pillar, still brimming with the energy to kill us all. "Let's save it before we get going."

"Yeah," Scootaloo said as she handed the ring back, "I still have to plan a date."

Me and Ray gave her a look, that kind of look that makes people glance back the exact same way accidentally. "You have a boyfriend?" Zaanne asked, stifling a laugh.

"Actually, it's a filly. Her name's Applebloom."

I lost it. I hit the floor, my ribs hurting from laughing too hard almost immediatly. "APPLEBLOOM?! YOU'RE GOING OUT WITH HER?!" Even Rayden took some time to laugh... out loud.

Her face looked exactly like an apple, ironically. "Hey, plenty of mares are into other mares, get over i-" she stopped, like she just realized what she said. "-Into Applebloom? We're just friends!" I couldn't see how her face could be redder, but she pulled it off.

"Oh God, it's that kind of ponyville." Ray chuckled.

"What's wrong with my world?!"

"It's not your world, it's how it runs." I said, holding down squeaks and giggles like a real man should.

"What's that supposed to mean?!" She asked, stepping angrily closer to me.

Me and Zaanne yelled at once "SHIPPING! Welcome to the fandom Scoots!"

"Shipping... Pinkie said something like that at sugarcube corner a while ago. I'm starting to feel that it's not a boat reference."

"I'll explain when you're older," I promised, "how old are you?"

"Nine and a half, why?" Ray walked off during my conversation with her, taking an interest in the alien.

"Well, from my estimate on the age difference from ponyville to here, you should be as mature as my own age."

"What are you talking about?"

"One point five, I don't think you'd get it."

She crossed her arms, apparently mad that she thought she couldn't understand me. "I deal with Twilight's jibberish, can't I at least try to understand yours?"

"Ok, well-" I hopped to a wall and touched it. On my touch, a green light popped up, like a marker. I began writing on he wall as I explained my math and logic. "Well, when a dog becomes one year old, that counts as seven in human years. So i figured, what's the difference in ponies to us?" I wrote the equation, given Scootaloo's age. "If you are nine and a half, my best guess is that your human age becomes multiplied by one and a half. So, one point five times nine point five equals fourteen and a quarter, which would make your age about mine."

"Ok, so what?"

I continued talking. "The reason why mares and stallions get jobs at ages like fourteen and fifteen is because, by human terms, they're about twenty one then. How old is Rainbowdash?" Rayden stopped whatever he was doing to listen.

"Fifteen" she answered without hesitation. Rayden grinned.

"So, with that knowledge, we can say she's about-" I did the math on the wall, since multiplying decimals was never my strong suit. "-twenty two and a half years old." Rayden gave a pouty face.

"So, why didn't I become your age when i became human?"

"Good question, my guess, again it's a guess, is that the crystal doesn't mess with your mind when you change, just your body to match your pony body. So, you still don't have the amount of maturity of a fourteen year old, which isn't much different anyway. But your emotions, your time of fruition for your life, A.K.A. your cutie mark, comes when you're in your younger teens as a human. Though, as a human, it's normally dismissed thanks to this economy."

"Ok, you lost me." Scootaloo admitted.

"He's saying that you get older, quicker." Ray summed up.

"Is that what goes through your head when you're bored or something?"

"Pretty much.", I said. The alien in the corner, whom of which i completely forgot about, began to stir. "We should get out of here, before thing 1 and 2 come back around"

As i said that, there was a brilliant flash of light, and my family dissappeared. I was reasonably terrified until i remembered what Scootaloo and the ship were doing.

They can still build their world, ship said in my head, they took your friend's dreams and nightmares and will start it as soon as you leave.

"Don't they need the crystal?"

"They absorbed enough energy from your blasts to transfer it through." It said aloud. "Once the planet has the energy to form, it will continue on it's own. After it doesn't need Earth to support it, It'll either blow your planet up, of push it into the sun to cla Earths orbit."

"Well shit, what now?" Zaanne said as I went to the pillar.

Rayden had picked up one of the alien's weapons, which transformed into a belt for him to put on. "Can't we break it?"

"I tried," Ship said, "it's indestructible without hacking, and it has a sheild that prevents physical damage."

I considered my options, then snapped an idea. "What does it need to turn itself on?"

"Four souls that have attachment to the ship, it starts what you might call a dream transfer. Each hand presses one button, which triggers the stored thoughts and transfers them into the planet, which in turn begins creation." I probably should have wondered why they made four buttons, when there was only two of them. Like an idiot, I didn't.

"And if we were to disrupt the dreams going in and put my own imagination in?"

"From the interference, it would either shatter the planet into multiple peices or create the world anyway, but only using one thought, both of which would in turn demolish the system."

"Why would it break?" Rayden asked.

"It uses so much energy that the machine was originally a one time use to begin with. It's hit-or-miss for the aliens, and for you."

"What's the worst that can happen?" Scootaloo asked.

"DON'T SAY THAT!!!" Zaanne yelled. "Every time i hear 'what's the worst that can happen?' It gets worse than what the answer originally was!"

"Earth would explode if the planet was created as a whole."

"... I swear to me scoots, if whatever Gabe is thinking up fails, I'm gonna kill you."

Truthfully my plan was insane to begin with. "Zaanne, i need you to do something with ship as we do this."

"Sup?"

"I'm going to start up the machine. Me, you, Scootaloo and Gi guy will help start it up, then you will break into the system to put in my imagination instead of everyone else's."

"One, now I know you're insane." Zaanne started to complain. "Two, why your thoughts?"

"You know better than anyone that my thoughts will be hard for the aliens to control anyway."

"... Fine."

"Anyway, as the thing breaks, Rayden will turn that weapon into... something big, and smash the machine. At that point, ship will take us to ponyville before we get destroyed by the creeps." Nobody else argued, so I walked to the corner of the pillar, Scootaloo stood on one side and Ray dragged the sleeping alien to the other.

"See you on the other side." Rayden said.

"I hope you know what you're doing", Scoots murmured.

"Countdown until mission 'code world break' begins. 10, 9-" Ship started.

"Everyone ready?" I asked. Everyone nodded.

"Let's get digital!" Zaanne shouted, and I pressed both hands on two buttons at once. Scootaloo the pegasus punched her button and Gi the alien had his hand pressed to the machine, still passed out. The machine glowed with power, and I closed my eyes and prayed for this to work. And as of me unable to do anything at that point, Zaanne can explain what happened to him in the machine.

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If you ever wondered why our chapter name always has (Z/G) in it, even though Gabriel was the only one to narrorate, well, now you know.

Ah, my story time, finally. As the team of organic beings stayed behind to keep the buttons pressed, me and James Bond materialized in a green world. I don't know why the ship decided to become that guy, since he looked way too well dressed to be running through the Matrix.

I appeared as my own cool self, with the awesome green hair and the light clothing. The crystal hung proudly in front of me, waiting for me to do some more badass stuff with it.

The world around us looked like one of those training simulators that super villains have, only much brighter. There was no floor besides cybernetic squares and random clouds of ones and zeros, which hung about the walls and floor like tiles. No roof either, just empty darkness when I looked up. "Well, this is new."

About thirty yards away stood an circular opening in the tile wall, like a tunnel. It was the only thing in the room, so I shrugged and walked to it. There was a weird scent of burning rubber and oil. Apparently Cyberspace smells like a racetrack. A quick look down the hall showed no danger, but I entered cautiously. Something felt off, like I shouldn't be here. Or that I should have always been here, but like for some party that you're three hours late to and everyone keeps starring at you. I've been used to being the Blitz, since Gabe's mom was ten minutes late to every party she's ever attended.

I opened my hands and closed them. When I looked down, they were each holding swords. It was hard to see them with the green and black lighting, but they were light enough to be dual wielded. Ship followed behind me, crawling even though the tunnle was about ten feet in diameter.

"The roof isn't that low, you can walk." He shook his head silently, so I let it go and stayed quiet until we reached the other end of the tunnel.

The next room was the same as the last one, only occupied. Hundreds of little red flaming blocks flew around a giant green orb. It was the size of a truck, with bundles of rocks inside. Every so often, a green mist would coil around the sphere, then dissapear into it.

"Fire wall?" I guessed about the bricks.

Bond nodded, "We need to get past it for us to transfer Gabriel's imagination into the planet, before it gets created."

As I watched, the rocks inside the orb merged together, forming a small bundle of earth. It began growing, first slowly, but it continually got bigger with each minute.

"I'll break the fire wall, you get the kid's brain in the planet." I said.

As it turned out, I didn't need to fight the firewall. The blocks gathered together to create a fourth foot tall brick wall, which covered our view of the planet.

In the back of my head, I heard the wall speak to me. Authorization requires pass code. Virus requires extermination.

"And what does Zaanne get?" I asked. It was just ment to be a joke, but the blocks tumbled.

They all hit the floor with the loudest clatter I've ever heard. As they fell, they kept yelling random things. "Zaanne!" One yelled. "Authorized virus!" Another chirpped. "Flared blue" a last one said, then they all turned into dust.

At "Flared blue" the ship staggered back. "I've heard that before..." His image changed into some blue pony I didn't know, at least, he was never on the show.

The ultimate world had gotten about as big as it's orb container, collecting more smoke and dust. "Yeah, that's nice. Let's finish this."

I slowly stepped forward. The room darkened around the mass of rock. The pony behind me satbthere, pulling out a small clay vial. "This is Gabriel's imagination. All the good parts, with good people. But, with good people comes bad enemies. If this turns out how I expect it to, it might get... bad."

"Well, if it gets too bad, I'll be moving to ponyville. Now if you don't mind." I grabbed the vial from his hoof and stood next to the orb, putting it in my pocket. "First to break it."

Swords ready, I scissor sliced at the clay ball. My blades bounced harmlessly off. "What the hell?!" I hit it a few more times, but all I managed to do was waste time, so I threw the swords off, letting them dissipate back into the crystal. "Stupid... things I can't break."

After a few seconds of standing there, not knowing what to do, I placed my hand on the orb. It hummed with power, waiting for the aliens to come and control it. I couldn't let that happen. As much as I hated most humans, this just felt unfair to them.

"'Code Zaanne', password: 'Scooter'" I told it. I had no idea what the heck I was talking about, but I let instincts take over. "Command: break this new world apart."

The mini planet grew cracks all over it's outer shell, and the mist poured out. Once the steam went away, it started to fall to pieces. "If I can't destroy you, I'll be damn sure you won't be a problem." I opened the ceramic vial, and blue and golden mist spilled out, immediatly being attracted to the broken peices of the planet.

As they went into the rocks, a weird feeling spread across my body, like someone had just quickly jabbed a pressure point in me. I hit the floor, Ship follong me to the ground, and everything went dark.

I didn't actually know I could dream. I was still me, but I felt like I was watching a movie in the first person view. Not exactly like having someone else control though, like Gabe does. I was walking down a metal hall, the blue pony that the ship copied behind me. "-not finished yet, Zaanne. I don't know what will happen. If this turns out how I think it will, things will be... bad." It sounded similar to what the ship had said, which made sense considering who he was copying.

"I'm not going to fail you again, I promised you that." I heard myself say. "I need myself to finish this, even if it takes my life."

"We need to just wait abit lon-"

"No more waiting!" I snapped at the pony, which was totally unlike me, but I could feel stress overcoming me. I had failed on something big far too many times, I could tell. "We're both stuck in this place, and the only way to get you back home is if I finish this, right here, right now!"

I could just make out the pony yelling, "Well we need to get back in one peice too!", but suddenly the image went to static, like when Slenderman catches you in the game.

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I reappeared back in Gabriel, who was also on the ground. He got up, rubbing his head. "Wha-what just happened?"

"For once, i have no idea." I said, converting my voice through our crystal. "Rayden, smash the machine."

With a strong swing of a warhammer that had miraculously appeared, the block broke like it was made of thin aluminum. The room shook, throwing everyone around, including the alien. "Get us out!" Gabriel yelled.

"And for buck's sake, make me a pony!" I yelled in addition. Light flashed around us, and we all appeared in a pure white room. The ship was back as Bond, James Bond, smiling to everyone, who was sprawled about on the floor. Me and Gabriel had split, him being his original chubby blonde self and me as the green wonder.

The ship asked, "So, would you like to make the pony design, Zaanne?"

With the hair, the color of the crystal, and my clothing. I knew what I wanted me and Gabe to have. "Yep, and get Ray his pony too." I closed my eyes and concentrated.

I felt the warmness of magic spread through my body. Standing felt hard, so I went on all fours. My fingers and toes began to morph together painlessly. My ears and eyes grew, along with my back becoming more aligned with crawling. My arms became legs. My back gave a weird tingling feeling under my shoulder blades. My back legs streatched into an equine's backside. Fur grew everywhere, from head to toe, which became muzzle and hooves slowly.

As the transformation went on, I could feel the others changing. Eventually, I lost control of my body, letting Gabe take the reigns of our new form. I opened my eyes, and gave the greatest laugh that I could, Gabriel joining in, which made a weird echoing sound.

"We just upgraded," I shouted, now in the body of a stallion pegasus, "from badass to badass mother fuckers!"