[Short Chapter, I know. Quit your bitching.]

"You sure you want to do this, my disciple?" Black Jesus asked Big Mac. Rarity and Applejack were busy trying to hook a cart up to the large stallion.

"Eeyup." Big Mac responded with a nod.

"Old Spice will give you the power of a million pegasi. I have faith in you, my son." Black Jesus assured, before helping Rarity and Applejack into the cart and climbing in himself.

"Los Pegasus ain't too far away. We can head ta Las Pegas afterwords." Applejack stated. Black Jesus nodded, biting into one of the apples that they brought along with them.

"Ready?" Big Mac asked.

"Ready!" The three in the cart responded.

Big Mac nodded and started trotting forward at a brisk pace, effortlessly leading the heavy cart down the road out of Ponyville.

Hidden in the shadows, watching Black Jesus and his disciples, was Uncle Zuckus. As soon as he was sure he was out of their eyesight, he started following their tracks, with the intention of stopping this stupid zigger.

"Oh, this zigger is gonna regret this. How dare he try to spread his zigger faith here. There's only two goddesses in this universe, and it gonna stay that way." Zuckus said to himself.

Little did Uncle Zuckus know, one of these 'Goddesses' were also following Black Jesus. Sitting on a cloud hovering about the road, was Princess Luna herself. While she hated the Old Spice Guy who has been come to be known as Steroids Man, this Old Spice Guy went about things a different way. He was courteous, caring, and kind to his followers. When that fat, one-eyed zebra chucked a brick at him, Black Jesus blocked his angry followers and calmed them down, instead of letting them rip him apart.

"Tia, you may think this man as evil... a curse to all of Ponykind... but you are wrong..." Luna muttered to herself, "T'is you who is the curse, sister. After thousands of years of oppressing your fellow pony, I will not stand and let you rid of this kind gentleman. I will help him, for t'is the right thing to do."

And with that, Luna extended her wings and took flight, gliding high above Black Jesus and his disciples.

"He's waking up!" Scootaloo called out to her friends, who quickly ran over to join her. Spikes eyes fluttered open, as he opened his mouth to speak, but words didn't come out.

It was a scream.

A scream of agony and pain.

"Hold'm down!" Applebloom shouted, as she and Scootaloo ran up and held down the flailing baby dragon. Sweetie Belle stood there, transfixed.

"Sweetie Belle, get me some morphine!" Scootaloo shouted. Sweetie Belle looked around frantically, as her eyes fell upon a large syringe, with an even bigger needle.

"Where did you get this?" She inquired, handing the syringe over to Scootaloo.

"Borrowed it from the hospital." Scootaloo replied, stabbing the needle into Spikes arm. The dragon cringed slightly, before going limp.

"Is he dead?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"Nah, he's just doped out." Scootaloo replied.

The front door opened, as Caramel walked inside, covered in dirt and ash.

"What the hell happened to Spike?" He asked. "We need to take him to a hospital."

Before the three fillies could voice their protests, Caramel picked up Spike and slung him over his shoulder, running out of the library.

"Aw... buck..." Applebloom muttered to himself.

"What is it, Applebloom?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"Spike never got to see me in my sexy nurse costume." Applebloom responded, pouting.

"POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRR!" Steroids Man shouted, as he flew around in the skies above Trottingham. Summoning bottles of Old Spices Colt Scented Body Wash using his black magic, he dropped the bottles on the heads of unsuspecting ponies below.

"OLD SPICE ODOR BLOCKER GIVES YOU THE POWER TO FLY WITHOUT WINGS! IT GIVES YOU THE POWER TO USE MAGIC WITHOUT A HORN! IT GIVES YOU... POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRR!!!" Steroids Man shouted down at the citizens of Trottingham. The sound of Steroids Mans voice made the ponies below tremble with fear. They understood. They understood that Old Spice's power couldn't be matched. And they also know that it was the best odor blocker and body wash in existence.

In only a single day, Steroids Man made the entire populace of Trottingham bow at his feet, with barely any effort. All thanks to the power of Old Spice.