The soldiers had run through a whole maze within Tartarus, and while they counted themselves lucky that they hadn't run into more zombie guards, their patience was running out. It was just another twist after a turn, and everything seemed to be repeating itself. They were passing another familiar corridor, before Randy called out to them from behind. "Guys, look at this door over here."

The men stopped in their tracks, and backtracked to the waiting soldier. They found what he asked them too investigate, and it did pique their interest. Unlike a warped demonic door that they had seen while wandering the place, this door seemed human in origin, complete with a hellish looking doorknob.

Without waiting for anyone, Randy kicked the door open, and they all were greeted with a sight that made them think that they were in dream. They were in a room with shelves, and the shelves were arranged with weapons. Human weapons, ranging from sidearms to even a minigun. Bobby stared in awe. I wonder where these weapons all came from, he thought to himself.

"These look like the weapons we were using around the time when you disappeared," Rick said as a matter-of-fact. "This does make sense, actually. We were in our chopper during evac, when we had a crash. When we woke up, there was no sign of a wreckage, and all of our weapons, save for our knives had disappeared without a trace. Control scrubbed it off, because they couldn't make headway into the investigation."

"That might be true, but why did the weapons end up here, though?" the captain asked his mate.

"Maybe because of this," came the reply. The men looked at Randy, who was beaming as he held up the minigun. "It feels as light as nothing, and lookie here." He pressed the trigger, and the minigun spooled up. Then, it began firing, even though there was no ammunition attached to the weapon. "I needed to get me one of these, and hey, I finally found one."

Excited at the prospect of being armed with weapons that required no ammunition at all, they began passing arms to one another. Randy didn't even bother with any further weapons; he hogged the minigun for himself. Bobby took an M4A1 holographic scope for himself, and caught a Desert Eagle that Cortez passed over.

There weren't enough weapons to go around, and Rick passed the primary weapon to Alec, and MP5 red dot sight. When Bobby looked at the Asian, he saw that the man was only armed with a pistol, and was about to ask him if he was sure he wanted to move around with just a sidearm when the man picked up what looked like a sword. Without a word, Rick removed the sword from the sheath, and Bobby could see that it was a Japanese katana.

Randy walked up to the Asian man, his minigun slung in an uncomfortable position on his back. "You sure you know how to use that thing?"

In reply, Rick brought the sword tip up to the man's throat, not drawing blood but undeniably close to doing so. "Ask me again, and I'll miss next time," he said coldly. With that, re removed the katana, and returned it to its sheath. "Don't let my name confuse you. It wasn't always Rick Tang. If you hadn't placed it, I'm actually of Japanese descent, and my real name is Kenji Okuda."

He fastened the katana to his belt in an improvised fashion, and made sure that it would not drop as he moved around in weird fashions. "I returned to Japan to learn my roots, the art of the samurai." He laughed as he recalled some memories. "Those days were harder than military life! Had to do this, can't do that. Had to sit in certain ways, had to hold a bow in another way, and so on."

He turned to the soldiers who were staring at him incredulously. "What we waiting for?" he asked them. "Come on, we're Oscar Mike."

The men walked on for a while more, until the group arrived at a cell containing a pony that was all too familiar with Bobby. "Twilight!" he cried out as he recognized the purple unicorn. He didn't even bother to ask the key from his squad mate, almost certain that it would not succeed in opening the cell door. Instead, he used his rifle and fired, blasting the keyhole open. With a kick, the door swung open, and he hurried over to the unicorn, who was still.

An initial assessment told the man that the unicorn had been brutally tortured. Her body was covered with wounds, some of which were still bleeding. Her mane was no longer smooth, and had blood splotches covering it. He shook the unicorn gently on her shoulder, taking great care not to touch any of the wounds that were present.

"Twilight, can you hear me?" he asked desperately, his heart racing with fear. "Come on, Twilight, just say something for God's sake!"

Twilight stirred, and she lifted her head from between her legs. She looked up at Bobby, and gave a forced, weak smile. "Bobby," she croaked. "They took them. Applejack, Rarity, everypony."

"Come on, now. They'll be all right for now," he assured her. "Its you I'm more worried about."

"Just go," she wheezed. "I don't think I'm gonna make it." She coughed, and her body erupted with pain.

"Go on thinking that, and you're sure to die in this hell hole." Bobby stood up, and hurried over and unsheathed Rick's katana from his belt. Using the sword, he sliced through the chain that prevented Twilight from leaving the cell. While he was amazed that the sword was not broken, and that it had managed to cut through the metal chain, he did not dwell on it. He threw the sword back towards its owner, who caught it deftly by the hand-grip and replaced it in its sheath.

With a groan, Bobby lift Twilight over his shoulder, a feat which he had done with Fluttershy. Only this time, Twilight was literally at the gates of Death, and her body felt cold against his touch. He yelled at everyone to move out, and they all hurried, lost but still moving.

As they marched down the silent corridors, Bobby received a vision of the place. In his mind's eye, he could see the layout of the complex, although the perspective was lower what he was used to. He understood that it was Twilight that was showing him the mental images, and he silently thanked the purple unicorn, who was getting colder still. He took the lead, and no one questioned his authority. After a tiring trek through the godforsaken place, they found themselves running towards the exit.

The exit led them to the barn at Sweet Apple Acres, straight into a mob of angry ponies. The place was not illuminated properly, and the soldiers were assailed by hooves in multiple directions.

"Everypony stop!" said a firm voice. The pony who had given the order was not shouting, and yet her voice managed to carry to all parts in the barn. Then, more lanterns were lit, and the ponies made way for Princess Celestia.

She did not bother with any questions. As soon as she saw her brutalized pupil, she called forth Doctor Whooves, who took Twilight in his care, beginning treating her as soon as he could. The princess then beckoned the humans to walk with her on the farm, and so they did.

"Mister Klein," she said firmly, but did not look at the captain. "Humans. As you can see, Equestria has been plagued with a rather bad problem right now. Discord has taken Canterlot, and has taken up residence in its castle. Canterlot has effectively become the chaos capital of Equestria."

"So the zombies we keep seeing, who won't just bloody die, belongs to this Discord feller?" Alec probed.

"It was when Mister Klein had left for Earth that I realized that Discord had broken free of his seal. I wasted no effort to having him tracked down. When I did though, my sister, Luna, stood in my path and refused me from teaching him a lesson. But enough on past matters. I have a meeting to attend to."

They made their way to a small campfire, and met three other ponies there; two pegasi and the earth pony, Big Macintosh. The god pony sat herself at an empty slot around the campfire, while the soldiers that had accompanied her remained standing. "Humans, this is Commander Typhoon, leader of the pegasi on the farm. With him is Private Quickwing, and for those of you who don't know, the earth pony is the elder brother of Applejack, Big Macintosh."

Big Mac replied with his signature Eeyup, but the reaction of the two pegasi were much stronger. "Celestia, when you called this was council, I was not expecting these hew-mans to be here," the pegasus commander insinuated. "What have they to contribute to our war effort?"

Randy held up a hand. "Whoa, hold up for a sec, but I think you just mentioned a war effort?"

The pegasus commander shook his head. "Can't you humans understand even the most clearest of things? This is a war against Discord, a war you humans can't possibly help with."

Princess Celestia interrupted both parties by raising her hoof. "Please, everypony and every man, just calm down. Commander Typhoon, I do hope that you'll reconsider having these humans in our seige of Canterlot. These humans are the first to escape Tartarus, and they helped rescue my student Twilight Sparkle at the same time."

"With all due respect, Princess, I do not have faith in this humans that you have. If you insist on having these filthy animals here, the pegasi will not join you effort in retaking Canterlot."

The princess was just about ready to countermand his decision, when Randy stepped up in front of her. "Seems to me that we've got a problem here."

"Does it take you that long to understand, filthy human?" Typhoon replied sarcastically and burst out laughing. His private followed suit, and joined in with his own laughter.

"Oh I understand all right. I understand that the flying horses are scared that 'filthy humans' will outshine them."

The commander's eyes widened in anger. "What did you say?"

Randy shrugged his shoulders, his eyes keeping a steady gaze on the pegasus. "You heard me, loud and clear. I asked if the flying horses are just too chicken to fight."

"You have a death wish, human?" the commander responded, his tone having just the slightest hint of death. "I'd bet that my private over here could take you on, single-handedly."

"Its on now, Commander." Randy put just a hint of sarcasm on the last word.

The commander grunted with anger, and motioned the private on to an invisible arena. With silent consent, Randy removed his minigun and his knife, placing them on the ground next to Rick. He then stepped into the ring as well, ready to take on his opponent.

"Why, I'm gonna pound you so hard that-" the private started, and he stopped in mid sentence when Randy covered the gap between them in a few steps. In one fluid motion, he removed the pegasus' helmet and gave you two hard slaps on each cheek, and replaced the helmet just as easily. "Didn't your mama ever teach you not to brag?"

The pegasus stood there with a dumbfounded look, stunned with what the man had just did. It had broken all confines of battles that he had been taught, and he did not know how to react. Randy, on the other hand, represented the epitome of a hardened veteran at the time. He tackled the pegasus, and put his body weight on one wing. He used his arms to hold the stallion down, and locked his hands around one of its legs to prevent it from getting up.

Try as the pegasus might, Quickwing could not break free of the humans lock. Capitalizing on the current situation, Bobby started something which had not been seen in Equestria; he started a countdown. "10...9...8...7..."

As he reached eight, every man had caught on, and started to count with him. Even the Princess, and at her cue, Big Macintosh followed suit. When the number reached zero, the Marine released his hold on the pegasus, giving a triumphant yell, followed by high-fives with his comrades.

"Celestia, it appears that we were wrong about the humans. The pegasus will be more than happy to join the effort. And also let it be that that human is a honorary pegasus."

The time of reckoning was fast approaching, and the soldier prepped their weapons for the final push. Over the last few hours, they had gone over the plan of action with their comrades. Celestia was to remain behind the front lines, coordinating the unicorns who were to act as the siege weaponry in the coming battle. The pegasi were the air support, and were going to drop boulders on the zombie horde that had amassed on the outskirts of the city, and had flooded the city of Canterlot.

The earth ponies were the skirmishers, and their orders were to beat back the wave of zombies as much as they could without getting themselves killed in the process. They had gathered on a plain outside of the city, waiting for the time when the order to strike would come.

"Anyone seen Randy," asked Cortez, who was done with his weapons prep.

No one had, and the answers came only in shrugged shoulders. There were five of them in the cart, which was pulled by Big Macintosh. The plan was actually two pronged: the ponies would get the attention of most of the zombies on the outside, while the soldiers would fight their way into the castle and get to Discord. What happened then, though, was anybody's and anypony's guess.

Alec was not present in the cart, for he had volunteered to remain in the main allied camp and tend to the wounded. The poor doctots and nurses had their hooves full with the injured, and Alec was not willing to leave them for death. He had the most recent military first aid training, and said that he was better off tending to the wounded.

A horn sounded off in the distance, and the earth ponies charged forward having received the command. Big Mac was in the lead, because he had to pierce through the horde and get the soldiers in position to assault the city. The soldiers helped, shooting at any zombie they could with their weapons, which now had infinite ammunition thanks to enchantments that had been performed on them.

The pegasi were directly overhead, and they were each carrying boulders of different sizes. As they passed overhead, they dropped said boulders, which crushed at least one, of not several of the zombies that were intercepting the earth ponies. There were larger boulders coming from behind the line as well, flung by the telekinesis of the unicorns combined. These landed closer to the city, and would cease temporarily when Bobby had fired his flare to signal that they were ready to begin their assault.

Something caught his eye; a pegasus who he recognized as Commander Typhoon was beginning a rapid descent. It was not part of the plan, and for a moment the captain thought that something was wrong. Then, his fears were put to rest.

Riding atop the pegasus and strapped to a saddle was none other Randy himself. He had gained a newfound respect from the pegasus when he defeated the rookie, and had apparently managed to coerce the pegasus commander with whatever mad plan he had cooked up.

Typhoon leveled out when he reached not more than an arm's length from the horde. Then there were multiple flashes of light from atop him, and Bobby smiled. Randy had placed himself there because his minigun had no overheat, and had taken up the role of an attack helicopter. As the pair passed overhead, the captain could hear Randy's screaming voice. "Eat this mutha******s!"

In one pass, the pegasus-human partners had managed to clear a whole line of the monsters, and they were coming around for another pass. They swooped down, and cut a small but clear path directly in front of the soldiers' transport. Big Mac saw the opportunity, and increased his running speed. To be safe, Bobby let loose the first signal flare, so that they wouldn't be crushed by the rocks that the unicorns were lobbing.

The gap in the horde became smaller as more and more zombies plugged it up. Cortez fired his grenade launcher and created yet another opening in front of them, reloading his weapon attachment quickly. Big Mac managed to clear the horde, and the soldiers hopped off. The hole had not been plugged this time, but the earth pony had no clear way of returning back to the allied camp. Until Randy made another pass with his minigun.

The earth pony galloped away at full speed, leaving the soldiers to press on to their destination. The whole city was filled with zombies, but the soldiers had some breathing room to walk by. To them, it seemed just like another simulation or mission. They worked as a cohesive unit, even though none of the Marines had worked with the SAS officer before, and vice versa. Nonetheless, they pushed on, keeping a watch on each other's six, and no one gave a damn about how many bullets they were wasting.

They managed to make their way to the castle gates, and eliminated as many zombies as they could as they went in. They closed the door, but a zombie managed to get his arm in before they managed to seal it. Rick used his sword and cut his arm off, and the door was thus sealed. The men breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, we've come this far men," said a John Smith who had a hard time catching his breath. "Let's keep going."

The young Marine captain laughed, and walked past the elderly SAS soldier. He placed his hand on the elderly man, saying, "You'd be more convincing if you weren't so out of breath, old man."

"Who you calling an old man?"

The soldiers laughed, and they headed up the stairs, their weapons in the ready. During that one time he had been to the castle, Bobby had a rough idea where Discord would be, which was most likely the throne room. And his guess paid off, as the men came up to a locked door that led to throne room. With a gesture, Cortez made a move and placed a breaching charge on the door. With a press on a detonator, the door blew open

Without waiting around for the smoke to clear, the soldiers rushed in, clearing their corners as they did so. They didn't have to, because their quarry was seated upon the throne, his arms folded in arrogance. He wore a smile upon his face, and was watching the soldiers' every move with amusement.

"End of the line, Discord," growled John. But as he was about to squeeze the trigger of his weapon, Discord stopped him with a hand. "You won't want to do that, my friend," he taunted. "After all, the ricochet from those human weapons might just hit these poor innocent ponies."

The draconequus gave a low whistle, and from behind the throne upon which he sat emerged five very familiar ponies. "Meet my new loyal subjects; Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie." He stroked the head of Pinkie Pie, who seemed to enjoy it just like a lap dog.

"So, you turned them into your pets, big deal," replied the SAS soldier. He squeezed the trigger, but not before Bobby had smacked the weapon down towards the ground. The bullet hit the floor, and the shot fortunately rebounded harmlessly a few times against the walls.

The Marine captain shot the elderly man an admonishing glance. "Too risky," he told him. With that, he threw his weapon to the ground, having decided on the best course of action. "No weapons," he told his squad-mates. They followed his lead, and chucked all their weapons aside.

"Why, giving up already?" mocked the draconequus. "What's the fun with that when there's chaos to be had? No matter, there's always more ways to create chaos." He pointed at the group of men, and gave orders to the five ponies waiting on him. They each chuckled in turn, and picked a soldier to attack, and circled their targets in anticipation.

Bobby's opponent, fortunately or unfortunately, was the ever athletic Rainbow Dash. The same pegasus that he had stabbed when he first came to Equestria, and now he was against her again. This time, he knew that it had to be done. The cyan pegasus chuckled, and gave him a leer. "Oh, this is going to be good," the mare taunted.

The soldier did not let the taunt faze him. In combat, when your emotions got the better of you it would most likely spell certain defeat. Of course, that said, it finally came into his head that he might have been way over his head to think that he could beat a bad-tempered Rainbow Dash, especially when she had it out for him.

Before he could even get ready to face the pony, he felt sharp blows rain of his head and face between flashes of cyan and rainbow. It wasn't even a fair fight, not for the Marine at least. No matter how hard he tried to grab the cyan pegasus from the air, she would simply flit past him, and the Marine would feel yet another blow on his cheek.

A thought then penetrated through his combat memories. More specifically, a memory had come to his mind. His own partner Randy had defeated a hotheaded pegasus by immobilizing the pegasus's wings, and then the captain realized that he had found the way to beat his opponent.

As the cyan pegasus came for another hit, Bobby dodged it, barely. The pegasus had been moving at such speed that she had a hard time slowing down, especially since she was not bound by friction as those who were on the floor experienced. Moving with swiftness that would have made his officers proud, Bobby grabbed Rainbow by her wings, and forced her to the ground. With a powerful punch, he knocked her unconscious.

Laying the still pegasus to the floor, Bobby rose to his full height, rubbing furiously at his stinging cheeks. He glanced around the room, and was glad to see that Rick was already through with Fluttershy. The yellow pegasus was knocked out, and she had a bruise across her neck that resembled the silhouette of the Asian's katana, and Bobby knew what that entailed. Using his sheathed weapon as a club, Rich had delivered a precise blow that ended his fight quickly.

Cortez, on the other hand, had gotten Pinkie Pie into a bear hug. The rage was visible on the Marine's face, as he rained blow after blow on the struggling earth pony, who refused to surrender to unconsciousness. The remaining Marine, Taylor, had a somewhat more difficult time with Rarity. The unicorn, refusing to get into the thick of the fight, was pelting him with whatever she could grab with her TK. The buff Marine, who had finally decided enough was enough, charged straight into her onslaught. Managing to grab her before she could shy away from him, he grabbed her by the jaw and slammed it straight into the ground, ending his fight.

The one who was having it the worst was the elderly SAS soldier, John. He was up against Applejack, and while he was still as fit for any man his age, John could not get close to the orange earth pony as she would buck her hooves at him when he tried to get in close. The elderly soldier let the displeasure into his face, his training inadequate in the current situation. He tried moving in close again, the stepped back as Applejack bucked again. This time, John followed through by grabbing on her legs, causing the earth pony to lose her balance and fall to the ground. He stepped over her back, deftly removed her hat and slammed his fist into the back of her head. He replaced the hat gently, whispering "Good night," as he did so.

And all but one enemy was left in the room, Discord himself. "My, my, what an unpleasant surprise," the draconequus mocked in a sing-song voice. "So much chaos, stopped by some goody two-shoe humans."

John picked up his Glock sidearm, and aimed it at Discord. "Too much talk, and too little dying for my taste." He squeezed the trigger.

Discord let out a laugh, and then the room was filled with a cry of pain. The bullet that had originated from John's pistol had penetrated the draconequus, green blood oozing out from the entry wound. Discord wore a look of shock on his face, coupled with disbelief. "How, how? This isn't possible! THIS ISN'T POSS-"

His voice was drowned in the barrage of lead that the soldier had started. As soon as they saw that the weapons they had brought with them had an effect on the draconequus, they had hurriedly picked up their weapons and let loose a rain of hell. Even Rick had forsaken his sword in favor of a long range weapon against Discord.

The draconequus' body was soon littered with oozing wounds, with at least a fifty visible entry points on his body. He doubled over from the pain, his breath coming in slow and raspy. The soldiers ceased firing, and a solemn looking John Smith approached. In his hand he held a grenade, and he forced the draconequus' mouth open. "For Phantom two," he whispered into Discord's ear, and flicked the safety pin off. He shoved the explosive into Discord's mouth, and rushed away from the draconequus.

The Marines in the area took his cue, not wanting to be near the draconequus when the grenade went off. When it did, though, the end result was much different than any of them had expected. Sure, there was the unmistakable, muffled Boom! that originated from Discord, who exploded in a dark cloud that obscured everybody's vision and constricted their airways. The cloud did not dissipate, and it took a while before someone had the idea of smashing some of the windows open.

Fresh air then flooded the room, and quickly transported the seemingly noxious cloud out of the throne room. As Bobby coughed out the last remnants of what remained of said cloud, he noticed that Discord had left no corpse behind. Instead, what had replaced where the corpse would have been was none other than Princess Luna.

And the other soldier also realized it as well. Everybody had brought their weapons in line with the shocked princess, coughing as they tried to steady their weapon arm. Everyone was ready to pull the trigger, but before they could do so a voice halted them in their tracks. "Stay you weapons!"

The men turned their heads, but their hands and weapons stayed locked on to the princess, ready to squeeze the trigger at any time. Princess Celestia trotted into the room, followed by Commander Typhoon, Big Mac and Twilight Sparkle, who had a little limp in her rear right leg. As Princess Celestia walked in, the five ponies who had been knocked unconscious began to stir, and they started to get up and losing their balance as they did so.

"Sister, please, let me explain," Princess Luna sobbed out to her sister. She tried to approach the other god pony, but was promptly held back by Rick, who placed his sword at her neck.

Princess Celestia moved past the men, and everypony had finally managed to stand, albeit with great difficulty. They wore dazed looks on their faces, as if they had just awakened from a drunken slumber. Celestia held up her hoof and gently lowered the katana that Rick was holding, and he reluctantly sheathed his weapon.

"Sister, please, I only-" Luna said in between tears.

Celestia placed her hoof on Luna's mouth, a silent gesture of asking her to stop talking. "I know why you did as such, Lu," the godpony assured her sister in a crooning voice, smiling at her sister as well. "Did you really think that I would be ignorant enough not to know that Discord had sought you out?"

Luna gave her sister a look of confusion. At the same time, a new idea had begun to form in Bobby's own mind. "So, knowing what Princess Luna did, you took steps of your own and dragged me into the middle of this crappy mess?" he asked angrily at the god pony.

Celestia looked back at the Marine captain, still smiling. "Yes, that is precisely the reason why you were brought here to Equestria at our time of need," she explained. "Although the spell which I had cast was supposed to bring a kindhearted human, and instead I got you."

The captain frowned, and pointed at the godpony. Before he could reply with a retort, the princess interrupted him. "I got a human who was kindhearted enough, and who could what needed to be done. Above all that, he knew that he could do what was right."

"That's fine and all, but I really just wanna go home," came a voice from the entrance of the throne room. Randy limped in, with the pegasus he had been riding earlier following him, his left wing bent at an unnatural angle. "Seriously. That's all I want at this time."

That wiped the smile off Celestia's face. "How do you humans say it when faced with something like this? Houston, we have a problem?"

"It was really kind of Fancypants to let out this apartment to us, even temporarily.

"It was nothing at all. After all, you soldiers had been the ones who had saved Equestria. And messed up my hair at the same time."

We were seated in a cafe in Canterlot, along with Twilight and her friends, who had since recovered from their injuries that they had sustained. It was no mean feat, but Zecora had come along and brewed some potions that helped everpony into working shape. We were making idle conversation over cups of coffee, and for once I was actually glad for the relaxed lifestyle.

Celestia had revealed to the men that they had no way of returning to Earth. While she had managed to return me that one time, it was because he had arrived at Equestria through her magic in the first place. Then, we had been lured back to Equestria through Discord's manipulation, and as such we could not return.

Not that any of us were grumbling. The princess had been kind enough to allot each of us a small plot of land each near the outskirts of Ponyville, where we could then build our homes and live out in quasi-retirement.

"And the princess was kind enough to get these medals forged for us. Yeah, Veterans of Equestria indeed," came Randy's condescending voice. 'Looks like this is the last medal I'm gonna receive in my entire life, then."

"Quit your whining already, pup," snapped the elderly SAS man. "I've probably earned more medals than you could ever hope for, and just my luck they're all stuck back home. If you wanted to compare how many awards and medals each of us had, the number that I own would be enough to make you cry to that godpony fellar."

"I knew you were a cranky old man, but I didn't take you for a showoff."

"Come again? You really want a beating that badly?"

I grinned, amazed that they still kept their frenemy relationship until now. However, a voice from a pony made my whole body feel like dying all over again.

"So, the princess gave each of you a place to stay," went Pinkie Pie. "So that's already seven parties for each of your housewarming. Plus another seven to commemorate the medals you all received. Plus another seven for reaching retirement. Oh, and I had thought of using my party cannon, but I had a better idea. I'm gonna use your human thing that goes 'Boom' instead."

I shook my head, just thinking how many parties Pinkie would force us to attend on her whims. I sipped my coffee once more, turning to look at the pink earth pony before I trying to convince her to reduce the number of parties she wanted to throw us.

Instead, I was greeted by a sight that nearly gave me a heart attack, and most definitely made me spit out the coffee that was in my mouth. Pinkie held my Desert Eagle in one hoof, and with the other whe was trying to squeeze the trigger. Her eyes were fixated into the barrel of the weapon, which incidentally was aiming right in between her eyes. She was trying a little too hard in trying to make it work.

I shot out of my chair, my coffee flying from my hands. It sloshed on somebody, or somepony, but I was not worried about that at the moment.

"PINKIE!!"