Where is Sky, anyway? I headed up the staircase of the library and into my Sky's room. Sky was lying on the bed, reading a book.

"Hey," I greeted. Sky looked up for a second to see who I was before going back to her book.

"Hey," she replied. "What was that noise just now?"

"Oh, I punched God in the face."

"How effective was it?"

"It was KC, so it broke his muzzle and sent him flying into a bookshelf."

"Why is it that whenever we punch Ponies here they fly into bookshelves?"

"It is a library."

"Fair enough." There were a few moments of silence.

"So... Wanna bang?" Why would asking like that work? It worked on alternate future me. In fact it worked too well. Oh yeah... Sky groaned and put the book down.

"Is that all you think about?" Dammit!

"The longer we wait, the more agony our future daughter goes through." Sky sighed.

"Fine. Just let me finish this chapter." She continued reading.

"Thanks." I sat on the ground and waited for a minute. "So, uh, are we just gonna do it here or...?"

"Uh huh."

"Okay." Another minute passed. "Do you want me to get you a drink?"

"No, I'm fine." Thirty seconds passed. "This is a good bucking book."

"What is it?"

"It's this light sci-fi thing about time travel where this mare goes back accidentally stops her parents from meeting, so she has to try and get them together another way, but she only has a week to do it or she'll be erased from time." Why does that sound so familiar?

"What's it called? The Quest For The Parents?"

"Nah, it's Buck To The Future."

"Oh." There were a few more minutes of silence. "And done." Sky placed a bookmark inbetween the pages she had gotten to and teleported the book away somewhere. "Alright, let's get this over with." Before I could respond, God-Dong teleported into the middle of the room.

"For Realta's sake, what the buck now?!"

"Oh, sorry, am I interrupting something?" He asked, faking ignorance. I facehoofed and groaned.

"What's up?" Asked Sky.

"The Cult's making its move." Sky gained a more serious expression and nodded.

"Where?"

"Appleloosa."

"Shit, really? I haven't been there in ages."

"Wait, what's happening?" I asked. So much asking!

"There's this Cult called the Cult of Disharmony that formed after these ancient artifacts were destroy-"

"Yeah-yeah-yeah, we've got them back in Teatverse. What do you mean 'making their move'?"

"Solaris received word from an agent in Bullgium that the Cult has been plotting attacks on different places across Equestria. They don't seem to care about the rest of Magi so much, probably because the rest of the world doesn't have deities controlling the celestial bodies."

"So they're attacking Appleloosa? Why? There's no strategical value or anything."

"They're the Cult of Disharmony; they don't have to make sense."

"Then why only attack Equestria if they don't want to make sense?"

"Huh?"

"Their 'not making sense by attacking Appleloosa' scheme falls on its face because if they don't want to make sense, why attack the most important country first?"

"What do you mean 'most important country'?"

"Equestria is the place most against them, making it more important to them."

"Oh, right."

"Anyway; why attack here at all? It makes more sense than not making sense"

"Doesn't that mean it worked?"

"What?"

"If they're not making sense in order to make sense about not making sense but still making sense so they're not making sense about not making sense, doesn't that mean their plan of not making sense worked?"

"I think my brain just melted."

"So really, it makes more sense that they're making sense to not make sense."

"Wait! I get what you're saying; they're making sense so when I expect them to not make sense they're still not making sense in the way of making sense and not making sense."

"Makes sense."

"Those words are now meaningless to me."

"I'm glad we're on the same page."

"Are you going then?" God-Dong asked her. Even more asking!

"Yeah." Sky stood up and started to walk towards the door before stopping and turning to me. "So, do you want to come along, or...?"

"Yeah, okay," I replied. We left the library and flew to Appleloosa, two of us with Circles and the other with wings.