It has been four days since DJ’s cold and his voice has since returned. The days have been going by as normal as possible around this crazy town that they call home. It certainly has been more musical, what with Rarity’s quartet, The PonyTones, doing concerts for the past few days. Nyx and Scootaloo has just gotten home from school for the day and were going on and on about how great the band was at their school. DJ smiled all through their retelling of their school day adventures, while Twilight and Spike were going about their daily chores. “Sounds like you two had a great day, then,” he said when his daughters finished.

“It was awesome!” replied Scootaloo. Nyx smiled and nodded in agreement. “But we need to ask you something dad.”

DJ raised an eyebrow. “Oh? What’s that?”

“Well,” Nyx began, “we have a project coming up on creativity. We have to design something unique using only materials we find around the house. So, we were wondering…”

“Yes?” he asked again.

“Can we borrow some stuff from the ‘shed’?” Scootaloo blurted out. She shied back a little bit after her outburst. Now, DJ’s shed was a mystery that was known only to its owner. It was more like a garage then a shed, but DJ thought he would call it that just to make it seem creepy and mysterious. It worked, surprisingly. Spike overheard the two fillies ask the question and inched a little closer, wanting to hear the answer.

DJ brought a hoof up to his chin and rubbed it in thought. “Hmm, well, since it’s for school, I think I can let you in. But only with my supervision.”

“Yes!” the two fillies cheered.

As the three ponies started heading out to the back of the library, DJ stopped. “You can come too Spike,” he called without even turning his head. Spike nearly fell over from his hiding spot near the kitchen door. I hate it when he does that, Spike thought angrily to himself, but brightened up when he realized that DJ was giving him permission to enter his domain and followed eagerly.

The foursome stopped outside a moderately sized building that had been built into the back of the tree-house. As DJ started to unlock the tall, garage door, Spike asked a question. “So DJ, what exactly do you keep in here anyway?”

With last of the defenses unlocked, DJ smiled as he began to raise the door and turned to his dragon brother. “This, mine family, is where I keep everything!!” The door finished opening and the three Equestrians marveled at the sight before them. The most immediate thing was DJ’s unarmored car that took up the center most position of the building. Surrounding it were mountains of shelves and machinery. It took a moment, but Scootaloo noticed something.

“How is there so much stuff back here? This place looks massive!”

DJ gave a small laugh. “You can thank the good Doctor for that. When I was trying to replicate the TARDIS, I came across the spell that lets it hold so much crap. As most say, it’s bigger on the inside!”

“I thought Time Turner didn’t want you to copy that box of his?” asked Nyx. She was still the only one who knew about the Doctor, besides DJ, so the others were left out of the loop here.

“Yeah, that was because of what happened after the first attempt.” DJ put on a weird look. His eyes seemed distant and his mouth was thin line.

“What happened?” Spike asked.

“Take a look,” DJ said pointing at one of the machines. It was a tall box or at least it once was. The metal box looked like something had exploded within it. The top portion was completely missing and the metal on the side was torn and bent outward and covered in black soot. “Remember that big bang that went off outside of town a month ago? Well, you’re looking at the source.”

“Wow,” was all Scootaloo could say. All of sudden, there was a sound of movement within the shed and the others could see metal rustling. It got closer and closer, until a black shadow leapt at them. The girls screamed and Spike covered his face, while DJ just stood there as the smudge landed on his face. Scootaloo and Nyx were holding each other, but let go when they heard their father laughing. They looked up and couldn’t believe what they were seeing. On DJ’s face was a small, dark blue lizard with light green eyes.

“Speedy!” said Nyx in excitement. She was one of the few that actually liked the pesky thing.

“Speedy?” asked Scootaloo, who had never actually known about the little guy.

“So this is where he disappeared to,” commented Spike.

“Eeyup,” replied DJ. “Owlowiscious kept trying to have my little lizard for a snack so I had to find him a new place to live. He enjoys dark places so I figured the shed would be perfect for him. This is why I come out here at least once a day. Always got make sure he’s got something to eat. H-hey, c-cut it out!” Speedy had resumed licking his master causing DJ to laugh at the tickling sensation. After a moment, DJ lifted the small reptile off his nose and relocated him to the top of his head. Speedy just laid down there and appeared to fall asleep. “Well girls, take a look around. Just be careful, all of my inventions are in here. So a few are quite volatile.”

With that permission, Scootaloo and Nyx started rummaging through their father’s junk piles, looking for parts to make their project. As they dug, DJ watched. “So what are you girls thinking of making?”

“I was thinking some kind of catapult!” Scootaloo shouted since her head was currently half down a box of parts.

“I thought that we decided on a book holder?” Nyx said as she pulled herself a box.

“But that’s boring!”

“It could help non-unicorns read without using their hooves! It’s helpful, not boring!”

“A catapult’s more fun!”

“It’s not unique though!”

DJ laughed to himself as he watched the two sisters argue back and forth over their project. He turned his head to see what Spike was up to. The alicorn saw the young drake over by one of the back shelves staring in wonder. Oh, he found it. “Find something interesting, little buddy?” DJ asked as he approached Spike.

“Where did you get all these?” Spike asked in awe. What the dragon was referring to was a massive book case filled to the brim with DVD movies. There were hundreds of them, from TV shows to movies. The sheer number was staggering.

“Heh. And this is just shelf number three out of ten,” DJ commented. “Don’t tell Twilight, but before we left Earth, I kinda abused my chaos magic. I figured since it would be the last time I ever go there, I would take some ‘cultural artifacts’. So I used my chaos powers to ‘purchase’ a fair number of movies, television shows, and video games. Too bad I forgot to actually get the TV’s or the consoles. Oh well, I’ll figure it out one of these days. Or somepony will, I hope.”

“So you stole them,” Spike commented with a look that screamed ‘I got blackmail material’.

“Hey, I paid for them! The owners are now rolling in rubies and emeralds. Those things are worth fortunes back home, ya know. They just won’t know why they have them, until they realize that all this stuff is missing.”

“What are you gonna do with all this stuff?”

“I was planning on slowing bleeding it into Ponywood so that everypony can enjoy the movies and shows that I grew up with. It would take a fair amount of editing and reshooting, but I think that they could do it, eventually.”

“Didn’t you only just figure out how to do chaos magic at the time? How did you do all this?”

“It was the first time I was able to get it to work, Spike. Discord had taught me everything else by then. Just never was able to use it. Knew how, just couldn’t get it to work. To think, I just need to know how to snap as a pony to be able to use it again. Another thing to work on, I guess.”

As the two continued to talk, a crashing sound came from behind them. They turned and saw that a few boxes of parts had fallen on top of the girls. The stallion and dragon rushed over, hoping that they were okay. To their relief, neither was harmed. In fact, they looked quite fine, save for the oil smudges on their coats. “You girls alright?” DJ asked.

“We’re good daddy,” answered Nyx. “Sorry about the mess, I accidentally backed into the shelf and, well, you can guess what happened.”

“Hey, what’s this?” Scootaloo asked as she picked up a small device from the pile of junk. DJ took it his magic to get a closer look. He recognized it after a moment.

“So that’s where this little doohickey went. I’ve been looking for this! This is what I like to call a ‘turbogizer’.” DJ held up the small, snail shell looking device. “It allows whatever it’s attached to, to go at incredibly fast speeds. Only works on machines at the moment, though. Been working on getting to work on organic material with little success.”

Scootaloo’s eyes were wide and her smile was wide. “Hey, dad! Can I borrow it?”

“What for?” he asked with suspicion.

“The Ponyville Talent Show is next week and I wanted to show off my scooter skills! The other Crusaders are enter as well, even Nyx was going to show off her magic skills! So, can I borrow it for my finale? Please!”

DJ looked between the two of them. “And when was I gonna be told about this?”

“Uh,” the fillies said in unison. “Now?”

DJ glared at them, but then smiled. “Good enough. Yeah,” he tossed the circular device to Scootaloo, “borrow the thing, Scoots. Just be careful with it. Make sure you practice because it can be quite powerful.”

“Thanks dad!” Scootaloo beamed at her father. “Come on Nyx, I think we got enough to do that book holder thing. Let’s get to work so I can go be awesome!” With that, Scootaloo took off out of the shed, with Nyx following.

“Hey, wait for me!” she cried as she left. DJ only laughed and smiled at witnessing his two fillies acting up. He was brought of his fatherly stupor when a claw poked his side.

“So what are you planning DJ?” asked Spike who was sporting a knowing smile.

“Whatever are speaking of dear brother-in-law?” he responded, knowing full well that his little bro knew him quite well indeed.

“You know exactly what I am talking about. What’s your plan for the talent show?”

“Hmm,” DJ thought on it for a moment, then an idea clicked in his head. He looked over to the dragon and said, “I got something in mind, but it will only work if you are willing to help your big brother.”

Spike looked at DJ suspiciously for a moment or two. “Lay it on me.”

“What’s you take on stand-up comedy?”

“I enjoy it… wait. You and me, a comedy act? That sounds awesome!”

“Great! Then let’s get to work!”

A few hours later, Twilight came out to check on her husband and number one assistant, to find them in the middle of a strange conversation.

“And then you say… Oh hey Twily!” DJ said happily.

“Hey, Twi!” called Spike.

“There you two are. It’s getting late and I have dinner on the table. Come on, we got to get dinner done now if we are going to be able to attend The PonyTones concert tonight. Especially you, Spike. Aren’t you supposed to be the ‘bouncer’ tonight?”

Spike gasped in remembrance. “I completely forgot. Who cares about dinner?! I gotta get over to Sugar Cube Corner pronto! See ya later guys!” He rushed off without another word, leaving DJ to just shake his head slowly.

“That dude really needs to learn to settle down when it comes to Rarity. Unfortunately, there is such a thing as too much passion.”

“I’ll say.” Twilight and DJ started going back into the house, DJ locking up the shed on his way out. “So what were you two working on?”

“Spike and I will be entering the talent show next week. We got a killer comedy act goin’ on!”

“Well that certainly sounds interesting. Need any help?”

“Yeah actually. But first, tell me Twilight, do ponies have baseball?”

**********

Roughly an hour later, Twilight and DJ were at Sugar Cube Corner watching The PonyTones for the first time, for the stallion anyway. They had put the girls to bed early, and headed out and were now enjoying the show. DJ marveled at how far along Big Macintosh had come with his singing, but something seemed off that DJ just couldn’t place. That was until the curtain fell from the stage and landed on the four ponies, revealing a singing Fluttershy, or should it be said Flutterguy! When she realized what had happened, Fluttershy practically fell apart and rushed away, crying as she ran. All in attendance were wondering what just happened, especially DJ. But his confusion just grew when Applejack got on stage and approached Big Mac.

“Big Mac, you got some ‘splainin to do!” the orange mare said once she was in her brother’s face. Her face softened a little and the questioning began. “Turkey call?”

“Eeyup,” he answered.

“Trash your voice?”

“Eeyup.”

“Zecora remedy?”

“Eeyup.”

“Not quick enough?”

“Nnope.”

“Needed a deep voice?”

“Eeyup.”

“Poison Joke?”

“Eeyup.”

“Flutterguy?”

“Eeyup.”

“Better now?”

“Eeyup.”

“And that shy filly was livin’ her dream in the shadows because she couldn’t bring herself to come into the spotlight? And you couldn’t bring yerself to tell you marefriend ‘no’?”

“Eeyup,” Big Mac said with finality.

“Well, for corn’s sake! Let’s go!” With that, the remaining Mane Six rushed off after Fluttershy, leaving everypony behind, including a very confused DJ.

“Wha…who…how…was that even a conversation!? And who says ‘for corn’s sake’? That just ain’t natural!” He let out a huff and looked at Big Mac, who felt the same way. “Wanna go for a drink?” DJ asked.

“Eeyup.”

“Hey Spike, wanna get a drink?”

“I’m a comin’!” the dragon exclaimed in happiness as the two stallions started heading for the bar. Together, the three males drank their confusing problems away. At least for the night.

**********

One week later, the Ponyville Talent show was starting. DJ and Spike were backstage waiting along with all the other contestants. He looked over the competition, he saw the CMC getting their respective acts together, Thunderlane and his little brother Rumble looked like they had an aerial display planned, Applejack looked like she was ready for a rodeo, and several others.

“Quite the turnout,” commented a voice from behind him.

“It sure is, Celestia,” DJ replied absentmindedly. Wait a second… CELESTIA!!?? DJ wheeled around to the sight of his adoptive mother as well as Princess Luna and Pixel Berry, too. “GAH! Celestia what are you doing here?!”

Celestia put on a happy smile. “Why, to see the show of course. I do enjoy talent shows after all.”

“And when Twilight told her that you two were entering, she just had to come,” commented Pixel Berry, tossing her mother a smirk. “She cleared everything for today as soon as she read the letter. Luna and I are just tag-alongs.”

“Hush little one,” Celestia retorted, Pixel just continued her smirk. “I just wanted to see Ponyville’s talents. Is there anything wrong with that?”

At that moment, Twilight came walking in, talking as she did. “There’s quite the audience, honey. Are you… Celestia!!” Twilight came running over when she noticed her former mentor. “What are you all doing here?”

“That is what we were discussing,” said DJ dryly.

“Oh come now. I have nothing sinister planned. What kind of mother would I be to do that to my own son?” Celestia asked with a sly smile. DJ, however, noticed exactly what she had done.

“You couldn’t help yourself, could ya?” DJ commented as Twilight began to stutter wide-eyed.

“SON?!?!” she said after a minute. “How…since when…Celestia’s my mother-in-law?!”

“Since my own was such a, well you know, I accepted Celestia’s offer while we were on the way to the Crystal Empire. And yes, yes she is. Surprise,” DJ answered without glee, twirling his hoof. That little bit of information had yet to be shared with anypony besides the two of them, so it was understandable for all present to be a little shocked. Luna just looked between the two of them suspiciously, as if not believing that was true. Berry was standing shocked at her now actual brother. Then her face lit up at that realization and lunged forward, giving DJ a big hug.

“YAY! We’re actually brother and sister now!” the young alicorn cried.

“….cant …breathe…” DJ wheezed out from his sister’s bone crushing hug. Pixel dropped him, “oof”, and she shied back a little with a ‘sorry’. “Dang girl. You give Pinkie a run for her money on everything, don’t ya?” he quipped while taking in lungful breaths. Berry just blushed with an embarrassed smile.

“Well, this certainly a good surprise, Celestia,” Spike commented. “I just know you are gonna love our act!”

“What precisely are you two doing for the show?” asked Luna who had stayed quiet through the exchange. “Are you singing? Your suits definitely give off as such.” Luna was referring to Spike and DJ’s suits. DJ’s was a nice tan color with a black tie and red pocket hankie. Spike’s was also tan with black tie, but was open instead of buttoned, like DJ’s. Also, Spike was the only one wearing a bowler hat. Spike and DJ looked at each other with knowing smiles and then turned back to the princesses.

“Actually, Aunt Luna, Spike and I will be doing a famous comedy act from Earth. No spoilers, though,” DJ explained. He then turned to his wife. “You remember what to do Twilight?”

“Of course! I got everything ready for you both.”

“Great! Now that that’s taken care of, I… what the what?” DJ stopped midsentence as a loop of rope suddenly fell over his body. He looked at with a questioning glance, and then it went taut. “Uh oh!” was all he could let out as the blue alicorn was yanked away from his family. “Woah! ...Oof!” DJ was suddenly stopped with a hoof to his stomach and then he fell on his back.

“There ya are!” said a voice above him. “Took ya long enough, big brother!”

“Applejack?” he asked as he pulled himself up. “What the hay girl!? Why did you drag me over here with a rope?”

“Because there are two ponies here who you need to be reintroduced to!” she said gesturing to the two ponies beside her. The first was a big, orange stallion while the other was a red-coated mare. So basically, switch Applejack and Big Mac’s genders and you have these two. They were staring wide-eyed at DJ whose eyes lit up in recognition.

“Ma? Pa?” he asked with surprise. Indeed, it was Ma and Pa Apple. Apple Crisp and Red Gala!

“Uh, Applejack? Who is this stallion?” Apple Crisp asked with his heavy southern accent.

“Didn’t ya read mah letters? This is my big brother, your son, DJ. I know he looks a little strange, well stranger—“

“Hey!”

“But it’s him,” Applejack finished despite DJ’s interruption. The two ponies looked at him warily, while he only looked guilty. He decided to be the first to say something, anything that would prove that it really was him. So he straightened himself out, puffed out his chest, and then…

“Please don’t buck me to Appleloosa!!” he bellowed. Mentally, he was face-hoofing for how stupid that came out. Ma and Pa only looked at him surprised, but then Apple Crisp started laughing. It started out slow, but surely he had gone into a full laughing fit.

“Ahahaha!! That’s him alright! Ahahaha! Hoo, wow AJ, when you said my human son had turned into a pony, it just sounded way too hard to believe. Now, well I definitely see it!”

Red Gala approached her adoptive son and pulled him in for a big hug. “It’s good to know you’re alright, sugar cube.” She pulled back, but continued to talk. “We’re sorry we missed your wedding, but we just couldn’t get away in time.”

DJ smiled knowing the fact that these two were true parents through and through. “It’s alright Ma, probably would have made things even more awkward at the time. But what are you two doing here?”

“Ya forget already?” asked Applejack. “The annual reunion is next weekend! They came a little early to see the talent show.”

“Oh! Well great! I hope you’re ready to laugh! I gotta go finish getting ready for the show, but we will talk more after. Ok?”

“That sounds fine, big guy,” Apple Crisp said with a light punch to DJ’s shoulder. “We need to find seats, anyway. Good luck!” He headed off stage, with Red Gala staying to give DJ one last hug.

“We are so proud of you, DJ. Never forget that.” Ma then made her leave, leaving Applejack and DJ standing in a stupor. He was surprised by his other adoptive mother’s statement, but slowly a relieved smile made its way on to his face. Applejack noticed and smiled herself.

“I knew they would like ya,” she commented.

“Never doubted you,” he replied. The shared a quick laugh and then DJ made his way back to Spike and the princesses who had been watching the scene with interest. “The show will be starting soon, you all had best find seats. Come on Spike, let’s go finish getting set up.” DJ grabbed Spike and headed back to Rarity, who was running the make-up booth. Twilight and three other princesses just smiled and respected his request.

The show started up a few minutes later. The first few acts were quite good: juggling, aerial acrobatics, candy-making (Twist), potion experiment (Apple Bloom). Then there was Nyx and Sweetie Belle’s magic act, which would have made even the Great and Powerful Trixie jealous. Scootaloo was next with her scooter tricks. She was flipping around, doing grinds, and then there was a finale jump. She started at the top of a large ramp that would take her over a carriage, through a flaming hoop. Twilight, of course, was against this act, but DJ assured her that he would be there if anything went wrong. He did neglect to tell her about the turbogizer though.

As Scootaloo flew down the ramp, she used her tail to activate the snail shell. Once activated, her scooter was imbued in a blue aura and her speed doubled! Scootaloo rocketed down the ramp and went flying over the carriage and through the flaming hoop, landing perfectly on the other side. For once, nothing went wrong!! That’s rare! I was beginning to think that it was downright impossible for things to not go wrong for once! Oh Equestria, will you ever cease to amaze me?

DJ and Spike were on next as the final act of the night before the awards. DJ and Spike came out from behind the curtain to start the act. The crowd applauded as the came out on stage and DJ lifted a hoof to quiet them. “Thank you friends!” he said. “My partner and I are here to amuse you tonight, so sit back and laugh your flank off! Now,” DJ said turning to Spike, “why not let the folk’s themselves ask what they’d like to hear?”

“Ok, what’d they like to hear?” replied Spike.

“Baseball!” A voice came from the crowd. DJ smiled, knowing Twilight was doing her part.

“Naw, you don’t wanna hear that do you?” The crowd responded with a ‘yes’ despite not knowing what was going on.

“Got the props for you right here,” the same voice said as a baseball bat and hat were thrown on stage. DJ caught them on his magic and gave them to Spike.

“Oh, you came prepared, didn’t ya?” Spike commented as he took of his bowler and put on the baseball cap. He tossed it to the crowd where it got caught in Twilight’s magic. “Thank you!” In the crowd, Celestia was looking at her fellow princess suspiciously, wondering what was going on.

“Well, since they want it so much, we have to do it,” DJ said.

“Alright!” Spike cheered, swinging his bat lightly. Then he bopped himself in the back of the head.

“Now take it easy with that!” DJ reprimanded him jokingly. “Now, let’s pretend that we’re organizing the retired actor’s baseball team and I’m the manager.”

“You’re gonna be the manager of the retired actor’s baseball team?” Spike asked.

“Yes.”

“I’d like to join the retired actor’s baseball team.”

“Oh, you would?”

“And I would like to know some of the guys’ names on the team. So when I play with them I know them and when I see them on street I can say ‘hello’ to them.”

“Oh sure! But you know they give baseball players now a days very peculiar names.”

“Funny names?”

“You know, like Sticky Feels, Goofy Dan.”

“Boopy Bobber.”

“Boopy Bobber!” The crowd laughed a little, along with the comedians. “Now let’s see, we have Who’s on first, What’s on second, and I Don’t Know’s on third.”

“That's what I want to find out. I want you to tell me the names of the fellas on the team.”

“I'm telling ya. Who's on first, What's on second, I Don't Know's on third.”

“You don't know the fella's name?”

“Yes.”

“Well then, who's playing first?”

“Yes.”

“I mean, the fella's name on first base.”

“Who.”

“The fella playing first base?”

“Who.”

“The guy on first base.”

“Who is on first!”

“Well, what are ya asking me for?”

“I'm not asking you. I'm telling you. Who is on first.”

“I'm asking you who's on first.”

“That's the man's name.”

“That's who's name?”

“Yes.”

“Well, go ahead and tell me.”

“Who.”

“The guy on first.”

“Who!”

“The first baseman.”

“Who is on first!”

“Have you got a first baseman on first?”

“Certainly.”

“Then who's playing first?”

“Absolutely.”

“When you pay off the first baseman every month, who gets the money?”

“Every dollar of it. Why not? The man's entitled to it.”

“Who is?”

“Yes.”

“So who gets it.”

“Why shouldn't he? Sometimes his wife comes down and collects it.”

“Who's wife?”

“Yes. After all, the man earns it.”

“Who does?”

“Absolutely.”

“All I'm tryin' to find out is what's the guy's name on first base.”

“Oh, no, no. What is on second base.”

“I'm not askin' you who's on second.”

“Who is on first.”

“That's what I'm trying to find out.”

“Well, don't change the players around.”

“I'm not changin' nobody.”

“Take it easy.”

“What's the guy's name on first base?”

“What's the guy's name on second base.”

“I'm not asking you who's on second.”

“Who's on first.”

“I don't know.”

“He's on third - we're not talkin' about him.”

“How did I get on third base?”

“You mentioned his name!”

“If I mentioned the third baseman's name, who did I say is playing third?”

“No - Who is playing first.”

“Stay off of first, will ya?”

Spike kept up the act, getting angrier and angrier with each sentence. The crowd was eating it up, but they were interrupted more than once due to a loud laugh coming from the middle of the crowd. The first time it was highly surprising, especially when everypony discovered that it was Princess Luna who was rolling in laughter at the hilarity of the act. This just egged on the two comedians to keep their act going.

“Well, waddya want me to do?”

“Now, what's the guy's name on third base?”

“No, What's on second.”

“I'm not asking you who's on second.”

“Who's on first.”

“I don't know.”

“He's on third.”

“There I go - back on third again.”

“Well, I can't change their names.”

“Would you please stay on third base, dude?”

“Now, what is it you want to know?”

“What is the fella's name on third base?”

“What is the fella's name on second base.”

“I'm not askin' you who's on second.”

“Who's on first.”

“I don't know.”

“Third Base!” they said together.

“You got a outfield?” asked Spike

“Oh sure!” DJ responded with a smile.

“We got a good outfield?”

“Oh, absolutely.”

“The left fielder's name?”

“Why.”

“I don't know, I just thought I'd ask ya.”

“Well, I just thought I'd tell ya.”

“Then tell me who's playin' left field.”

“Who is playing first!”

“Stay outta the infield!!”

“Don't mention any names out here!”

“I want to know what's the fella's name in left field?”

“What is on second.”

“I'm not askin' you who's on second!”

“Who is on first.”

“I don't know!”

“Third base!” they proclaimed in unison.

“Now take it easy, take it easy, man,” DJ said trying to calm down his partner

“And the left fielder's name?” Spike asked.

“Why.”

“Because!”

“Oh, he's center field...”

“You got a pitcher on the team?”

“Wouldn't this be a fine team without a pitcher.”

“I dunno. Tell me the pitcher's name.”

“Tomorrow.”

“You don't want to tell me today?”

“I'm tellin' you, man.”

“Then go ahead.”

“Tomorrow.”

“What time?”

“What time what?”

“What time tomorrow are you gonna tell me who's pitchin'?!”

“Now listen, Who is not pitchin'. Who is on ---“

“I'll break your arm if you say who's on first!” Spike said, feigning anger.

“Then why come up here and ask?”

“I want to know what's the pitcher's name?”

“What's on second.”

“I don't know.”

“Third Base!!” they said in unison.

“You gotta catcher?” asked Spike.

“Yes,” DJ answered

“The catcher's name?”

“Today.”

“Today. And Tomorrow's pitching.”

“Now you got it.”

“That's all. We got a couple of days on their team.”

“Well, I can't help that. All right. What, what do you want me to do?”

“Gotta catcher?”

“Yes.”

“I'm a good catcher too, you know.”

“I know that.”

“I would like to play for the St. Louis team.”

“Well, I might arrange that.”

“I would like to catch. Now I'm being a good catcher, Tomorrow's pitching on the team, and I'm catching.”

“Yes.”

“Tomorrow throws the ball and the guy up bunts the ball.”

“Yes.”

“Now when he bunts the ball, me being a good catcher, I want to throw the guy out at first base, so I pick up the ball and throw it to who?”

“Now that's the first thing you've said right.”

“I don't even know what I'm talkin' about!!!”

“Well, that's all you have to do.”

“Is to throw it to first base?”

“Yes.”

“Now who's got it?”

“Naturally.”

“Who has it?”

“Naturally.”

“Naturally.”

“Naturally.”

“OK.”

“Now you've got it.”

“I pick up the ball and I throw it to Naturally.”

“No, you don't, you throw the ball to first base.”

“Then who gets it?”

“Naturally!”

“OK.”

“All right.”

“I throw the ball to Naturally.”

“You don't! You throw it to Who!”

“Naturally!”

“Well, that's it. Say it that way.”

“That's what I said!”

“You did not.”

“I said I'd throw the ball to Naturally.”

“You don't. You throw it to Who.”

“Naturally.”

“Yes!”

“So I throw the ball to first base and Naturally gets it.”

“No! You throw the ball to first base.”

“Then who gets it?!”

“Naturally!”

“That's what I'm saying!”

“You're not saying that...”

“I throw the ball to Naturally!”

“You throw it to Who!”

“Naturally!”

“Naturally. Well, say it that way.”

“That's what I'm saying!!!”

“Now don't get excited. Now don't get excited.”

“I throw the ball to first base.”

“Then Who gets it!”

“He'd better get it!!!”

“All right, now don't get excited. Take it easy.”

“Hrmmph. Now I throw the ball to first base, whoever it is drops the ball, so the guy runs to second. Who picks up the ball and throws it to What. What throws it to I Don't Know. I Don't Know throws it back to Tomorrow. A triple play!”

“OK, it could be.”

“Another guy gets up and hits a long fly ball to Because. Why? I don't know. He's on third, and I don't give a darn!”

“What was that?”

“I said, I don't give a darn!!”

“Oh, that's our shortstop!”

With that last line, and Spike nearly beaning DJ with the bat, they ended their act with a bow. The audience applauded, mostly since some were still laughing. Some were even holding their sides still, including Luna who had been brought to tears. With the show finished up, Mayor Mare walked on stage and started announcing the awards. “For best athletic act,” she proclaimed after a few others, “Scootaloo and her amazing daredevil scooter!” The crowd applauded as the little filly trotted up to claim her trophy, returning to her parents with a large grin on her face. Nyx congratulated her highly. “And for best act of the night and best comedy…DJ and Spike!” The audience roared again, as DJ and Spike took to the stage and took a big bow. “And now to finish up tonight’s show, please give it up for the Cutie Mark Crusaders!!”

Now DJ and Twilight were confused as their daughters and their friends took the stage. Nyx, surprisingly, took the center stage at the microphone. Twist was on the keyboard, Scootaloo took the drums, Dinky and Apple Bloom were on the bass and guitar, respectively, and Sweetie Belle took the position of backup singer. “We want to thank Mayor Mare for this chance,” Nyx announced. “Everypony knows how great my and Scoots’ father is and we want to be just like him! So, we are going to sing to you one the songs he brought from Earth.” She turned to her friends, “Ready girls?” They nodded and began to sing.

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DJ, and everypony else, were in awe at the girls’ talent for the song. As Nyx and Scootaloo came over to their parents, DJ enveloped them both in a massive hug. “Nyx, Scootaloo,” he said with them in his forelegs, “I am so proud of you both. That was absolutely amazing!”

“Really dad?!” asked Scoots. Both girls were looking at him in glee and joy. Their eyes were bright with happiness.

“We all thought you girls were amazing,” Twilight said as she joined in the hug.

“That was great!” Spike said, jumping in as well.

The princesses were watching with their own faces of joy. “Well, tonight certainly has been entertaining,” said Luna who had calmed down during the song. “But we must be going, come along Berry.” Luna teleported off, Celestia following after saying her own goodbyes (along with a promise from DJ that he would tell the others about their relationship). Berry stayed behind for a few moments.

“Ma and Pa already know, but I won’t be able to make it the reunion this time around,” she told her brother. “So I expect you to have twice the fun, for me.” She smiled and teleported herself back to Canterlot. When did she learn how to do that?! Me want!

After getting some more congratulations for their act as well as the girls’ song, the Sparkle family retreated to their lovely abode for a good night sleep after all the festivities.