I woke up the next day to find none other than Twilight Sparkle cuddling me. Not only that, during my sleep, it had become spooning. It was all around very embarrassing.

To make matters worse, as the world around me came more into focus, I noticed that apparently her friends- sans Fluttershy still- had come in during the night to snuggle up to me. To say it was adorable would be an understatement at best. It was also EXTREMELY embarassing. Thank goodness none of my other dimensional friends could see this.

*flash*

Damn it. Someone set up a camera..... wait, no. That's......

DAMN IT CADENCE!

As I struggled to move from everything, I started hearing a voice. I couldn't make any of it because of Rainbow Dash's snoring, so I just continued doing what I was doing.

Just as I made it out of the pony pile, I heard the voice again. Not only that, but now the dice were glowing. What the hell?

Someone is trying to summon you. I can't help you hearing this time, but maybe you should listen to your d6 if you start hearing things again.

"Wait, why?" I whispered so as not to wake up the snoozing ponies.

Because that's what your token is connected to.

"And what's that supposed to mean?" I asked in a hushed voice while putting on my outfit. It smelled as if it had been washed recently, and looked like the damage that it took from the fight with Tirek had been repaired. Note to self, thank Rarity when she wakes up.

The d6 that you used to make your token is a copy of the d6 in your possession. It allows you to communicate with it, but not with the person holding it.

"Ah, well that's kinda stupid," I whispered while strapping on my gear.

Hey, don't call me stupid, call the mechanics stupid.

"Already did," I said as I stepped out of the room.

As I walked down the hallway in search of the kitchen, I became assaulted with the smell of burnt food. Someone in this giant castle obviously doesn't know how to cook.

I found the source of the offending smell. It smelled horrible, but had it's use. I found the kitchen, with none other than Shining Armor trying to cook some breakfast..... and failing..... badly.

"What are you doing?" I asked somewhat loudly to get his attention.

"I'm trying to make Cadence some breakfast in bed," he responded. "I mean, the castle staff always makes us our food, so I thought it would be nice and romantic if I did it for once."

"Well, you failed," I said. "And you made the room smell like burnt...just burning things in general. Plus, Cadence is already awake, she snuck into my room and took a picture of me sleeping with your sister in my arms."

"She did WHAT?!" Shining screamed. "And why were you cuddling my sister?! I want answers now!"

"Your sister came in while I was asleep," I said. "I was too tired to object so I just let it happen. As for your wife, I don't know why she was in there. Anyways, this isn't about me! This is about the fact that you can't cook!"

"But I'm-" he said.

"But nothing!" I interjected. "I don't care if you're a prince, or a man... er, stallion. It's no excuse to not know how to cook! I know how to cook, damn it!"

"Sorry, I just..." he said defeatedly.

"Hey, don't be sorry," I said. "I can teach you how to make eggs, but you have to ask your staff to teach you how to cook more than that."

"It's a deal, then!" he said, extending a hoof to me. I eagerly fist-bumped it in response.

About thirty minutes later, we had breakfast. I had taught Shining how to make some basic eggs, which took a few tries. In fact, I even ate some of them! He got them down pretty well after about ten tries. The others were entering right about now, so I took it to myself to help out with breakfast and cut up some fruit.

The ponies were pleased with the fruits. But before any of them congratulated me, I pointed all the thanks towards Shining. He had made the main course for breakfast, so he deserved the praise.

Just as they started swarming around Shining, I heard some mumbling again and immediately took out my d6 and put it to my ear.

"Dungeon Master! I, the Megaman of Equestria-"

"Don't you mean Megamane?"

"Oh hush you. I, Megamane, er, Megaman, call upon you! Nothing going on really, just wanted to talk. If you wouldn't mind."

“Okay then.” I said. “Just roll the die.”

I waited for a scant few seconds, and then felt a pull from inside my stomach. It was like if someone had stuck a hook in there and was tugging on it… well thats just the best I can figure out how to describe it…

I woke up in a small room. I only say it was small because I bumped my head on the freaking ceiling. In front of me was a pony in a wheelchair… thing, and some floating chunk of metal. The first thing that popped into my head is as follows: Did a pony summon me?

“Uh, hi,” I said to the pony. “I’m looking for the guy that summoned me. Goes by Megaman, or I guess Megamane, I don’t know which.”

“Hi,” The pony said hesitantly. “Are you...okay. Trivia test. Star Wars or Star Trek?”

“What?” the chunk of metal asked.

“The hell?” I said. “Are you nuts? That’s a nerds worst nightmare for a question! There have been wars about that freaking question! Flame wars!”

“Okay, okay, calm down,” The pony said, scratching at his face. “I was only trying to figure out if you were from earth without randomly cluing some weird … ‘Dungeon Master’ into a world of over six billion people without magic.”

“I’ve seen beings like him before, he looks kinda like the people from where I’m from!” the metal chunk stated excitably.

“He’s a humanoid, this is what ‘I’ normally look like as well,” he claimed, gesturing to me.

The flying chunk of metal flew down closer, almost less than an inch from my face. After a few seconds, the feminine sounding chunk of metal floated lazily away.

“Weird...I really can’t see you with fingers,” she tutted.

“Oh shut up A,” the pony replied.

“Um, what?” I asked. “What the hell are you two talking about? I only came here because I was summoned. The guy said he wanted to talk, so do you know where he is or not?”

“Uh,” the pony started, holding up a hoof. “I’m the one that called you. I found your dice, and just wanted to say hi. Not every day you get flung across reality into a tv show, right?”

“Yeah,” I said. “So wait, you called me? And you were flung here?....”

Meanwhile back in Dox’s Equestria:

“WHAT THE HELL?!”

Back with Dox:

“I got jumped in my apartment a couple nights ago. I was just surfing the web, and suddenly, Discord. Scary as hell, and he just plopped me down here. Along with the current...casing,” he gestured to himself. “Model A here seems to be from the actual Megaman ZX games universe, at the very least she seems to be very convincing.”

“Of course I’m convincing, I’m not going to just up and lie about my home, am I?” the flying chunk of-...Model A claimed, fluttering around the ceiling. “Speaking of, Discord brought you here too, right? You wanna smack him in the face just as much as we do, right?”

“U-uh,” I stammered. “No. Um, I got transfered to Equestria through different means. I got sent here by some guy who calls himself The Merchant. I still don’t know why he sent me, but what I do know is that he did it after I bought something from him. Other than that, I’ve been here ever since. On the subject of Discord, my Discord is actually a nice guy. Got imprisoned recently, and I’m trying to figure out how to get him out.”

“Hmph,” Model A snorted, losing interest in the conversation.

“Don’t mind her...she just has people she needs to get back to. So, Discord. ‘Your Discord. You’re telling me theres more than one running around this crazy world?” he took a moment to consider his own words. “Actually, that makes a lot of sense.”

“Yeah, pretty much,” I said. “I’m kinda wondering something… actually, a couple things. First of them, how are you a pony?”

“Short answer, Discord. Long answer, Discord is a jackass.”

“I am not a donkey!” a voice echoed through the room, before it fell silent.

“Oh, now you’re listening in on my calls? Weak, man!” the pony called out, before turning back to me. “Sorry. Introductions. My name is David Everson, But the name everyone around here knows me by due to Discords meddling is Rock Light. And then the papers are calling me Megamane, so thats yet another name.”

“Heh,” I chuckled. “That’s honestly kinda funny. Now, here’s the other question, do your ponies know about other Displaced yet? Or about the existence of humans?”

He took a second to think on it, and replied, “I don’t think so. Discord did some huge memory thing on the entire town of Ponyville, everyone here thinks they already know me. And I have had yet to see any evidence of humans, or even heard anyone talk about them.”

“Ah, okay then,” I said. “Now, surprise final question before I do anything else. Do you know anything about changelings?”

Before he answered, I shifted my form into the best impression I could muster of the alicorn version of myself. I screwed it up a bit, but it’s probably for the better. I mean, now I’m not as tall as Celestia, and I’m missing my wings, but hey less suspicion!

“...On...ly what I know from the show. Were you turned into a humanoid changeling? Cause frankly thats freaking awesome.”

“Pretty much, yeah,” I said. “But I’m not a changeling from MLP, I’m more like a changeling from the Eberon books for D&D. What you saw earlier was a base form. Thing is, I’m not sure why my clothes change with me, they’re honestly supposed to stay the same. I also shouldn’t really be able to change sizes, or go from biped to quadruped. Oh well, it helps with any disguises that I can make.”

“Dang, wish I had rolled that, thats much more helpful than what I got…” he looked up at Model A, “Not that I think I could do better than you, you are hands down awesome!”

“Hmph,” she replied.

“Wait, roll?” I said. “Wait a second, you’re one of those power lottery guys! I heard about you guys! Not much though. That’s honestly pretty cool if you ask me.”

“Wait, so how many of us did Discord strand here? How have we not run into each other, it seems to me that if there were a bunch of guys with super powers running around pony-land, the ponies would be freaking out, right?”

“I know what you mean,” I said. “But here’s the deal. Apparently we’re all in different universes, ya know, multiverse theory. And I can’t really tell you how many Discord stranded, ‘cause I don’t know. I do know that there’s a lot of us that got stranded by the merchant, though. Still don’t know how many.”

“Oh.” He took a second to think on it, then let out a- “Ooooooooooooh. That makes sense. So you ‘aren't’ from this Equestria?”

“Nope,” I said. “Any other questions?”

“Wanna help me search for biometal? I can see you’re packing,” he pointed at my sword, “So you probably have some combat experience, right?”

“Yeah,” I said. “In fact, I beat Tirek quite recently. Although, I think that was just me getting lucky and having a little bit of help, myself.”

“Tirek...the big red guy from the end of the series?”

“Yep,” I said. “My world was done with it, but apparently things are still going on. Like, we all think someone freed him. And I think it’s pretty evident someone did. Ya know how he was about twice as big as Celestia when he went up against Twi?”

“Yeah?”

“Well,” I started. “He was about three times the size of Celestia when I started fighting him. The last time I checked, that only happened after he absorbed all the magic from the normal ponies, Discord, and the alicorn magic. So yeah.”

“Daaaaaaaaaaaamn, that must have been awesome! All I got from Discord is a new body and a wheelchair instead of my prosthetic. Although the more I think about it, a prosthetic wouldn’t really work on a ponies back legs…”

“Yeah, I see what you mean,” I said. “I do have a new question, though. If you’re called Megamane, then why aren’t you like a pony Megaman?”

He gave me a quick grin, looking out his curtained windows. Drawing them up tighter together, he raised a hoof towards Model A and said in a normal volume, “Megamerge.”

A ball of sparkling magical lights covered him from head to toe, obscuring him from view. Once it stopped, David had been replaced with a armored, megaman version of a pony. Looking at his face I could tell it was the same pony, but the fact that he was slightly bigger- and the fact that his LEG WAS ALL BETTER- caught me off guard.

“That is why I’m the Megaman of Equestria-”

“Megamane~” Model A trilled, her voice echoing from Davids helmet.

“Oh shut it. Henshin.” the ball of sparkly lights returned with a vengeance, searing into my corneas. When I recovered the ability to see once more, David had gone back to the appearance I had first seen him in.

“Ow. My eyes,” I said. “So, why do you stick like this? Why not just stay as Megaman, or Megamane, or whatever.”

“Twilights on a warpath,” he started, “Apparently I didn’t wake up immediately when Discord brought me here, decided to take me out for a test drive. Ended up destroying part of town, and attacking her brother. Now she’s attached that to the ‘grey armor pony’ and thinks that ‘Megamane’,” he took a second to glare up at Model A, who was barely containing her laughter. “Knows something about that. They’re apparently dissimilar enough to not be recognized as each other, but still, every time Twilight see’s me its just another step closer to whichever episode it was that she tried to figure out Pinkie Sense. I have no intention of being looked at like a science subject.”

“Ah, okay then,” I said. “So, you said something about finding some metal or something earlier? You wanna do that and then maybe we can mess around a little?”

He looked up at Model A, and gave her a quizzical glance. “Nope, nothing doing, I don’t read anything in the area.”

“Oh well, its not like I would have wanted to brazenly start running around Ponyville with a humanoid battling some sort of pottery biometal or something.” David surmised.

“Alright then,” I said. “Let’s get to it.”

“So, I didn’t really ask earlier,” I said. We had made our way to a deli of some sort, and David had graciously offered to pay for my meal, “But what does this biometal stuff look like?”

“Like me!” Model A called out, her voice muffled from the inside of Davids Satchel.

“Yeah,” David confirmed, “Kinda like her. Chunks of metal, but different configuration, different designs. Easy enough to spot a floating chunk of metal, but apparently there aren’t any in the area. Although I guess thats a good thing, means we don’t have to deal with fragments of Model W for a while,” he said, sipping from a straw out of the cup before him. I think he ordered tea, but I can’t honestly remember.

“Okay then,” I said, sipping on some pony version of soda. It honestly tasted kinda weird, but with that reminiscent taste of Coke…. or was it Pepsi? “So, if there isn’t any here, why are we hanging out here? Shouldn’t we be looking around for some of it? I mean, I kinda remember the games, that stuff isn’t the best to just leave around.”

“Its not like I can just up and go,” he said, gesturing to his legs. “I have no idea if the megamerge has a time limit yet. I don’t want to get all the way out in the jungle, halfway out to buttfuck nowhere and have the only thing going for me to suddenly switch off. And I technically have a job here, I can’t just not show up one day, that would make people start looking for me.”

“Ah, I see,” I said. “Luckily for you, I can teleport. Although… There are limitations. Can you pinpoint one of the pieces?”

“Honestly, no. Model A’s signal range is actually pretty large, but she hasn’t picked up anything from here to Canterlot. And a fair ways into the everfree forest. The thing is, with the last two they were basically just chilling right outside of ponyville, one of them in a giant invisible plant tower, the other at the bottom of an abandoned well.”

“Okay,” I said. “Any idea why it chose those places? Any at all? And another thing, does that signal reach into the Pony Sisters Castle?”

“Yeah, and beyond it. I don’t know why they chose those places exactly, but the first one was plant oriented, and the other one was water related.” David let out a short coarse laugh, “I poured cement mix down the well and filled it up.

"So, it's after something," I said. "Obviously it has a plan. Did you notice how they kind of follow a theme so far? I mean, plants and water. Plants depend on water. Now, I'm not sure if that's part of the theme, but if it's not, I have another idea. You know the robot masters?"

"Yeah, that is a Megaman staple, after all," David replied.

"Well," I started, "I'm pretty sure that the pieces are trying to act like the robot masters. I'm not completely sure, I'm just pretty sure. So, if my hunch is right, we need to look for something related to a robot master, like an area or an element or an object. The only one I can think of is Flame Man and his location. The equivalent here, would be Saddle Arabia. So, I guess we could look there, like I could try and teleport us."

A sudden voice broke out of the croud, hailing David from afar. Or at least-

"Rock! Rock Light!" Called a certain white haired unicorn.

"You know what, I'm down for that," David stated, groaning into his salad.

"Rock! Its good to see you up and about, I thought about dropping by later with a bowl of hay noodle soup~." She said, somewhat seductively.

"Er...thanks, I guess. Rarity, this is my friend, Lone Traveler," he pointed to me with an outstretched hoof. I guess I never really gave him my name, but why such a weird replacement?

"An...er...old...friend?" she asked, her gaze drifting sadly between us.

"Uh, yeah...sorry. He just drifted into town, and we figured we'd shoot the breeze, try to catch up. He just recently came from Saddle Arabia, and was telling me about the landmarks."

"Thats...thats wonderful," Rarity said, obviously unhappy but her tone and voice betraying nothing of her inner feelings. "Well...I guess I'll just leave you to it...I wouldn't want to...intrude..."

Rarity swiftly walked away, rubbing at one of her eyes.

"She gonna be okay?" I asked. "Also, I'm sorry I didn't give you my name earlier, I'm Dox."

"Huh, good to meet you, Dox," he said, munching at aa stray piece of lettuce from his salad.

"As for Rarity...Well remember about how I told you how Discord made it so everyone remembers me as Rock Light?" he asked, his voice dipping down to a conspiratory whisper. "Well it turns out with Rarity he... complicated it a bit. She thinks we're...involved," he said with a sheepish cough. "According to everyone I've asked, apparently I 'moved here' to be closer to her. Turns out she thinks we're engaged." He munched forlornly on the salad he had ordered, a small tomato falling to the ground in his carelessness.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm all for getting a girlfriend for literally no effort, but I definitely don't know her well enough to even consider being her fiance. I am definitely gonna throttle Discord the next time I see him," he said, shooting me an apologetic glance, "my version, not yours."

"Dude, don't worry about it," I said. "You can just get to know her all over again."

The dice are glowing. I pulled them out and thought: WHAT DOES HE WANT NOW?!

We could always help him....

"And how could we do that?" I said to the dice. David obviously saw me, because he started looking at me like I was crazy.

"Well I assume that if we found him," David started, obviously thinking I was talking about Discord, "We couldn't really do anything anyways. He is Discord, after all. It's not like he would just let us have a free hit or anything."

He can't hear me. the DM stated.

"And why not?" I asked the DM.

Because he isn't holding the dice, among things. There's also the fact that I'm connected to you, not him.

"And if I were to grab him?" I asked.

That could work.

"Alright then," I said and then grabbed David, who looked at me like I had gone insane.

"Uhhhh," he let out, looking at the hoof I had placed on his shoulder like it might bite him, "Freezer dono, yamite?" he asked in a childish tone.

"Oh, shut up and listen," I told him.

Hello David. Can you here me? This is god. You're in heaven.

"You are not god DM," I whispered so that if anyone else heard, it would have only been David and the DM.

You can't let me have ANY fun, can you?

He looked at the dice in my other hoof, and gave them a sharp jab. "Is there...someone inside your dice? Bummer, at least with Model A she can move around when she wants to..."

"I think it'd be better to explain by showing you," I said. "It'll just have to wait until after the food."

At this, he heartily dug into his salad, finishing it in under a minute. I also tucked into mine, but not as...sloppily as he had his.

"Okay," I said after David had given a few bits to the waiter pony. "Let's get somewhere where we won't be seen."

"Back to my house, I wager would be the best place," David claimed. "That way we could just lock the doors. I even have a basement we could use, no windows to peep in through."

"That's perfect," I said. I then turned to the waiter pony. "Do you mind if I teleport in here?"

"Sure," he said. "No skin of my bones."

"Thank you, sir," I said before grabbing David.

We both then faded into shadow.

We reappeared in David's house, in the exact same room I had appeared in.

"So, we're here now," I said. "Where's the basement?"

"Over here," he stated, pointing at a closed door. He opened it, revealing a staircase that went down. With that, he flipped open his satchel, and pulled out Model A. "Megamerge," he said, giving me enough time to shade my eyes from the death sparkles of brightness this time. "What?" he asked, gesturing down the stairs, "Did you think I was going to try going down stairs in that freaking wheelchair thing? Its already hell enough, what with the four legs headfirst thing I have to do..."

"No, no," I said. "It makes sense."

We made it down the stairs quite easily. The second David and I reached the bottom, however, I grabbed him before we disappeared.

We reappeared in the emptiness that was this sector of the void, floating in front of the DM's astral projection.

Hello, gentlemen. it said.

"Hey big guy," I said, waving at it.

"Uhhhh....hello?" David said, trying to swim around the void with paddling hooves.

"David, this is the Dungeon Master," I said. "Dungeon Master, you know who this is."

Yes.

"Now, before you say anything about my token being false advertising," I said. "I did not know this guy existed when I made it. Plus, he is kinda still me. I mean, the body I'm in is based off of a homebrew rule that I made up, and is directly connected to him. We share the same soul, apparently....."

"Wait, so is it like a split consiousness thing or something?" he asked. "Or is it like you're the same person, but part of you is the player character while the other part is the overseeing game master or something? Avatars, how does they work."

"Well, basically," I started. "I'm here, but he's my soul. I'm just a version of him that can enter the physical realm. Dungeon Masters can't leave their realm or else the entirety of reality will be destroyed."

So I can create or select a body to be a vessel of sorts to carry out what I couldn't do in the physical realm. Such as interacting directly with 'players'. I could do this to them, but it must be in the void. The void isn't part of reality, and I'm still not here, but I can show a common representation of me here. Oh, and let's not forget what happens when I lend Dox some power.

"Yeah," I said. "Last time, I redirected a blast of energy that was about eighteen feet tall, just by holding out both my arms. It was intense as hell. Although, that did wear off, and I have pretty much no idea how to do that normally. In fact, I'm pretty sure I can't."

He can't. the DM whispered to David. I honestly took over his body so he could do that.

"Huh, still sounds impressive. So, what are we doing here? I mean, I don't want to be rude seeing as apparently this is the only way you can talk to me normally, and I understand how annoying it is to be left out of the loop while two other people just talk around me, but I thought we were heading to Saddle Arabia."

I've been pinpointing a good location to send you two to since that genius can only teleport to places that he's familiar with, and not places he's never been to.

"Hey!" I yelled.

In fact, I'm sending you in..... Now.

And with that, we were no longer in the void.

We reappeared in a dessert. It was night around the area we were in, but that makes sense, considering Saddle Arabia was probably on the other side of the world. Off in the distance, there was a town that had a few lights on in the buildings. If it weren't for the lights, neither of us would have noticed it.

"Well, we're here," I said. "Can you get Model A to scan now?"

"Scan mode, activate!" David called out. After several seconds of apparently nothing happenneing he asked, "Please? Model A, Hellooooo?"

"A please is all I wanted," Model A chirped. "It wouldn't hurt you to appreciate me a bit more."

"Fine, fine, I'm sorry. Will you please activate Scan mode? Or whatever it's called?"

""Already did, and I'm reading a Model W signal...and a Model P signal, in that direction!" she jerked his head off to the left, causing him to almost fall over.

"Alright, let's get moving then," I said, looking out towards the sands.

And the dice are glowing again.... No wait, it's just the d20. Guess that means I have to roll it, but no flat surfaces..... Wait, David's back....

So I roll it on David's back, and got an eighteen. Pretty good.... Wait, what the? I can see further now...... Must have been a perception check.

"Hey, you said it was coming out that way, right?" I asked. "Is it any bit muffled? 'Cause I see a pyramid."

"I just know that the signal's coming from that direction, I can't tell if it's in it or beyond it. But there does appear to be a sloping surface in the path, mainly made of sandstone."

"Alright," I said. "Man, I love perception checks.... Hey, I see a guy! No, wait, he ran inside the pyramid. Odd."

"I can't even see the pyramid," David whined. "It's in this direction, right?"

"Yeah," I said. "Let's get moving, we only have so long before it's noticed that Rock Light is missing. My best guess is that we have about three hours minimum, five at best."

"Ehn," he replied, "I can do whatever I want till morning, if I end up missing from work the post office will end up worrying. Plus I'll end up missing a days pay..."

We continued on, and in about five minutes David was actually able to see the Pyramid. About ten minutes after that, we were finally at the very front, a suspiciously visible opening right on the front.

"So I didn't just see it," I said. "Someone did enter the pyramid. But who?"

"Well, going off of the obvious element styling, I'm gonna guess sandman. Or Pyramid man. Or Egypt man. Something like that. And seeing as this is cartoon world logic, look out for booby traps. We're bound to run across a trapdoor, maybe an Indiana Jones rock..."

"Alright then," I said. "In other words, this is gonna suck."

"Sharp rocks at the bottom?" David asked, shooting me a comedic grin.

"Most likely," I said.

David looked into the dark recesses of the pyramid, then flashed me another wide grin.

"Bring it on." And with that, he took a step into the ruin. Seeing that he wasn't immediately dead, he continued till he was completely inside the doorway.

To that, I did something stupid.

"Oh come on man," I said. "Ya gotta just run in! Like this..... LEEEEROOOOOY JEEEEEEEEEEEEENKIIIIIIIIINS!" And with that, I just ran in..... Blindly ran in..... David tailing behind.

About three seconds later, a trap set off and we had to run even faster. David wasn't kidding about the Indiana Jones rocks. What he didn't tell me, is that it went inside the pyramid with us.

David tripped a dart trap, forcing us to leap in awkward formations to avoid the firing paths. It didn't seem to stop the giant boulder of copyright breakingness, which kept rolling after us without even slowing from the cramped corridor. We turned a corner, and the boulder crashed to a halt. I turned to say something inspirational regarding our escape, but a grinding of rock pre-empted my victory gloating.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me," David muttered, pointing up at the ceiling, almost right above us. The CEILING was sliding open, and it looked like...yeah, it was another boulder. "RUN!" He yelled out, breaking into a run.

As we ran, we came upon the end of the hallway and....

"Oh, COME ON!" I screamed. "The doors are closing now?! This! IS BULLSHIT!"

"Gushing Geyser!" David called out, the white accents on his armor becoming a deep blue as a cannon of water sprayed out of his mouth, knocking the stone doors off their hinges. We continued to run, diving inside the doorframe as the boulder slammed to a halt behind us.

"And who," called a voice from the inky blackness, as torches lining the walls burst to light, "Are you? Disturbing our home, disrupting our sleep, leaving WATER all over the ground?!!?"

"Hate to tell you dude," David said with a groan, holding his stomach. "That ain't one hundred percent water. I doubt its even thirty..."

Oh that was GROSS. I was RUNNING through that! It was all over my pants!

"Silence!" The voice yelled, revealing the speaker. It was...I am not even joking. It was a Pharo pony. Funky hat and everything. He was sitting upright -in a position that seemed like it would be quite uncomfortable- in a gigantic royal throne, all accents of gold and jewels poking from every orifice. In one leg, he held a wand of some sort. Attached off the left side of his face, a grotesque configuration of wires and metal were visible.

"Theres the chunk of Model W!" Model A called out.

"SILENCE!!!" he yelled once more, the very sound pushing me back a step. "Retainer, what is the meaning of this?" he asked, once more in his normal voice.

"My master, please forgive me..." sniveled a dry sounding voice off to the side. A camel of all things ambled out of the shadows, covered in a black body stocking, as well as red and white armor plates. A giant x of a blade covered his back, I think it could still be called a shuriken... "I activated the traps, but they bypassed them, please don't punish me..."

Wait a second, that was the thing I saw enter the pyramid earlier! And hold on a sec, HE activated the trap?! Son of a bitch!

"You jackass!" I screamed as I unsheathed my sword and took a vial out of my bandolier. "You're gonna get your ass kicked!"

I rushed the Pharo pony, only to get smacked in the face and knocked to the ground.

It took me a couple seconds to realize the camel was quite literally sitting on top of me, pinning my sword to the ground with a knife directly attached to the armor on his leg.

This was almost instantly fixed, seeing as David cannonballed out of nowhere and smacked into the ninja camel, right in the mouth with his two back legs.

"I got Pinky," he called out, doing a complex looking backflip off of the camel guys face and landing on all fours, "You get the Brain!"

"Hit Stream!" I yelled, swinging my sword and sending out a wave of energy.

The attack collided with a block that the Pharo pony raised from the ground. He had a wand in his hoof and when he flicked it at me, the block went flying in my direction. I dodged and sent another hit stream at him, he blocked with another part of the ground. That's when an idea hit me.

I began running around him, sending waves of energy at him one by one. As I ran in circles, I also got closer. This resulted in him making a spiral pattern in the floor, and a path that led right to him. When I was directly in front of him, I slashed his wand with my sword, cleaving it in two. The pharo pony then proceeded to attack me with the wrappings on his forelegs, sending them out like whips. He was able to knock my sword out of my hands and keep me away from it, but I still had an ace in the hole.

I threw the vial I had taken out earlier at him and watched as it shattered at his hooves, releasing a thick veil of smoke around him. Huh, so that's what the purple colored vial does. Go figure.

I used this to my advantage, avoiding his now wild swings of his wrapping-whips and took out my knife as I got close. When I was on top of him, I smacked him in the face with the butt of my knife, stunning him. I then proceeded to rip off the big chunk of metal off his face. Before I could issue another attack, however, he reverted back into a normal pony, who seemed to be confused as heck as to why a giant pale biped was attacking him.

The camel collided with the throne, neatly snapping it in half, snapping us out of our revrie. A bright light surrounded the prone form, coolescing into a tiny chunk of purple, red and white metal. It clattered to the floor, inert. David came trotting up to me and slapped the chunk of metal from out of my hand, letting it clang to the floor in a jumble of metal and wires.

"Trust me, you really don't want to be holding that so close to bare skin," he said, holding his right leg up and pointing the end at the chunk of metal like a gun. His leg then unfolded with a whirring of machinery, transforming it into a wide barrelled canon. With several blasts of warm, yellow tinged energy that roared out the end of his leg like laser blasts the chunk of 'model W' was no more than dust.

He grabbed up the purple chunk of metal, balancing it on top of his head. "Hey Camel guy, you allright? " he called out.

"Mmmmmmmmnnnnnn," a dry voice moaned from the rubble.

"He'll be fine," muttered the Pharo turned regular pony, "His hump is harder than his head."

"Oh shut your face, Shahid," the camel mumbled, dragging himself from the rubble.

"Make me, Malik," the pony replied.

"Both of you shut the hell up," David snapped, drawing their attention. "Unless it escaped your attention, both of you were very recently the victoms of a device which basically brainwashed you. We saved you. Show your damned respect."

Both of them were cowed, and gave each of us a a slight bow.

"You have my thanks, I am El Presidente of the Republic of Oasis, and this," the camel waved a limb at the pony as he continued to brush the dust from his coat, "Is my close friend, Shahid. He acts as the main dignitary between us and Saddle Arrabia. If it weren't for you two...Oh my Faust..." he whipped his head between David and I, shock filtering across his face. "We were going to destroy the main Oasis!"

"No problem, El Presidente," I said. "Just doing our job. Let's get outa here Megamane."

Just as David tried to correct me by screaming out the word 'Megaman', we teleported back to his house in a poof of shadow stuff.

We reappeared in his living room, with me hitting my head on the ceiling, again.

"No! No its MegaMAN, not Megamane! God damnit, they can't hear me anymore, can they?" David whined, plopping the purple chunk of metal down on a workbench. "At least we managed to find another Biometal. Henshin!" he returned to his wheelchaired form, allowing Model A to fly about over his head. "Can you scan it? It isn't going to go mental and attack someone else if we just let it roam free?"

"No, Model P was just being controlled by the fragment of Model W," she explained, bathing Model P in a beam of pinkish light. "Once he recharges sufficiantly, he should be back to normal."

"Hey, what was with that?" I asked. "They were just possessed by the freaking metal? And why is it called biometal? What would happen if I touch the 'Model P' as you call it?"

"Absolutely nothing," Model A snapped harshly, flashing a pinkish light over me. "For starters, you're incompatible. A megamerge would not be succesful with you. Second, Model P has been temporarily drained of energy. Until he reboots he will be little more than a block of biometal. Third, from what I remember Model P is a bit antisocial. He'll probably try to fly away from you, making it so you can't touch him, " she explained.

"So he'll just recover naturally?" David asked.

"Yeah. Maybe prop him up in a window," she suggested, "We do run off solar power, after all."

"Okay, that sounds like a plan," I said, grabbing Model P. I set him down in a window before noticing a bit of metal dust on my hand. "Uh, guys? What's this stuff?"

"Biometal dust," Model A replied, flying close and blasting my hand with heat from her face. Jumping away and shaking my hand in pain, I unsheathed my sword and pointed it at the pint sized pain. "What? Better safe than sorry. Don't be such a baby, I only burned off the outermost epidermal layer, it's not like you've never been sunburned, have you?" she trilled happily.

"Just watch it next time," I said, sheathing my sword. "So, it's been..... about three hours since we left. Wanna go mess with some ponies?"

"If you can do that 'teleport back here' at any point in time, I thought you'd never ask. I say I'd rather fancy another bit of food, just one course of salad never quite fills me up." he raised his hoof towards the fluttering Model A, "Megamerge!"

"Again? You're going to wear me out if you keep this up..." Model A chastised.

"Oh hush, I just figured I'd put on something snazzy," David retorted. He turned to me, "Do you think you can just teleport us to the cafe again?"

"Sure thing," I said, grabbing David before teleporting us.

We reappeared in the cafe. I honestly almost collapsed afterwards.

"Whew," I said. "So much teleporting in one day. Plus that huge one. I'm tired. I really need a drink now. Hey waiter! Can I get some coffee with cream and a ton of sugar? Oh, and a salad for my friend."

The waiter just stood there slack jawed, not sure what to say.

"C'mon sah!" David called out in a ridiculous english accent, his voice deeper for some reason. "We just popped o'er tah Saddle Arabia, saved El Presidente of the Republic of Oasis. We need drinks to sate our dry, sandy tongues," he turned to the rest of the cafe, sunlight glistening off his blue armor, "Looks like everyone could use a refresh. Drinks on me!" he roared, sending the waiter off with a scuttle in his step.

"Perfect way to grab attention, while simultaniously diverting it," he assured me.

"Great job," I said. "But if you listen closely, you can hear him exit through the back door and start screaming for the guards."

A few seconds later a guard popped in. Litterally popped in, like teleportation. Few seconds after the first guy, another guy pops in, then another, then another. In the end, it ends up to be about ten guards and a curious Twilight and an angry Shining Armor.

"Dude," I said to David. "How many ponies are after your metal butt?"

Right after I said that, they tried to rush us. Instead of that, I teleported us outside. And thus, the chase began.

"You can do that at any time, right?" David asked, refusing to run but coninuing along at a slow...very slow walk. "Just keep walking, all peaceful like, and get ready to teleport us to the everfree when I say 'Doctor Who'. Don't give me that look, thats a classic reference, it will NEVER die."

"I may be able to teleport us whenever," I started. "But I can't teleport both of us constantly. I'm used to teleporting myself, and even then, I don't teleport too far. Plus, my teleportation is based on Shadow Walking, so it's easier in shady areas. We're out in the broad daylight. We're honestly lucky that I was able to teleport us away from Saddle Arabia."

"Hey! Hey, stop!" came a voice from behind us. David didn't quicken his pace any, so I decided to trust him a little. The fact that he purposefully herded our way past a line of buildings that cast shade over us certainly helped. "Wait a minute!" called Twilight from behind us.

"Sorry my dear," David called back in his ridiculously English, low voice again. "But seeing as you chased us away from a snack and a drink that I was fully well going to pay for, I really don't have any patience for you. Add to that the fact that I am busy entertaining a guest from out of town, he gestured to me, "I must ask that you leave us alone."

"You will stop in the name of Equestria," Shining Armor demanded, coming up alongside us and giving David the stink eye.

"Seeing as I am a sovreign dignitary from outside of Equestria, no, I will not," David claimed. "And if a lowly captain of the guard such as yourself demands as such again," David stopped, staring down the irate unicorn. "I will personally bring my concerns to Celestia herself that her subjects are throwing their weight around, acting in an EXTREMELY unharmonious manner. Even somepony as high a rank as you can be demoted if they make a big enough mistake," he threatened.

"We don't mean any disrespect," Twilight claimed, waving off the guards who retreated to a safe distance. I noticed they still stayed close enough so that if they needed to jump us, they could. I really hope David knew what he was doing. I could probably fight all of them off if I needed to, but all the excitment of the day had so far tired me out. Just a little.

"You...you're the one the papers are calling Megamane?" Twilight asked.

"A translation error from the original language, but I suppose it rolls off the tongue better," David spouted, never breaking from his phony accent. "You may call me Megamane if you please. I am third in line for the throne of Prairie, and my friend here is Master of the keep of Lankmar." He took a second to glare at Shining Armor, "And if you even think of insulting my friend by daring to refer to him as a 'deformed minotaur', I will be forced to defend his honor. Even if I have to make a fool out of myself to do so," he said pointedly.

"Shining," Twilight hissed, "Back off!"

With a harumph, Shining Armor retreated to walk with his guards.

"So...my eternal apologies, but I have some questions, if you could possibly find the time to answer them..." Twilight pressed. I was about to go tell her to stand by her brother and leave us alone, but David cut me off.

"Ask them if you may. I may or may not see fit to answer them," he answered.

"Well...okay then, what are you doing in Equestria? You set a large area of the forest on fire-"

"I disabled an array that was being set up by a fugitive from my country. The fugitive was last seen in this area-"

"If theres a refugee criminal, that would have been -" inturrupted Shining Armor. David quickly inturrupted his inturrupt, would that be a double inturrupt?"

"Tell me, Captain. Are you the highest authority of your land?" When Shining Armor did not reply, David let out a low bark of a laugh. "This is need to know information, and obviously Captain," he fixed him with an angry grin, "Those above you decided you didn't need to know. Go along, back to your squad," he shooed him away, watching until he was back with the rest of the guards.

"I disabled a piece of technology which had attacked one of your citizens," David claimed, stopping under the shade of a tree. I leaned back on it, letting the rough bark cool on my back through my clothes. Upon seeing that the guards decided this to be an opportune moment to group around he let out an angry shout. "Oy! You lot! Back, all of you, at least to there!" he pointed at a house, at least thirty feet away. "If I wanted you crowding us, I would have asked as much. Back, I say!"

They sheepishly complied, acting like a bunch of children who had been caught with their hands in a cookie jar.

"Ah, much better. As I was saying, I also filled an old well in the Everfree with cement mix, to trap another shard of the mad stallions delusion. The female zebra knows of where I speak. If you lot want to do anything useful," he directed to the group trying to eavesdrop on us from beyond the shade of the tree. "I'd suggest looking into that."

"Um," Twilight started, clamming up when David glared at her from beneath his helmets visor. "Mad...Stallions delusion?"

"As I was saying, bearer of Magic," David stated, causing Twilight to gasp in surprise, "A fugitive from my country escaped to this area, he is mad, and goes by the title of 'Albert'. His technology...well you've seen and heard the proof of it, talked to the Zebra from the tower, I wager."

"Yes...I have," Twilight started. "This...mad stallion...he wouldn't happen to wear an armor similar to yours...but grey?"

David didn't answer, instead closing his eyes and enjoying the breeze.

"Um...Megamane...sir?"

"I know not what garb the fugitive wears," David finally replied. "I only know him to be in the area. If you would not mind, I would now like to enjoy my friends company, not yours."

"I...I...I..." she stuttered, trying to get words to form properly.

"I tire of this," David claimed, "My good friend, as the good old Doctor, Who would say, I believe it is time for us to be away."

"Later," I said, giving a two finger salute before teleporting us off in a poof of shadow stuff.

We reappeared in David's basement, due to the fact that his living room. What? His living room was well lit, and the basement wasn't as well lit. It's easier for me to teleport to darker areas. Anyways....

"You're lucky my teleportation isn't easily tracked," I said. "Shadow magic is really hard to track, due to the fact that it leaves virtually zero magic residue."

Davids look of initial panic was swept away, and he let out a low sigh. "I guess that fixes my initial complaint of 'why didn't you teleport to the forest?' For a second there I almost had a fit. Henshin!" Before me once more stood the gimp version of David. "Sorry we couldn't have had more fun, but now Twilight and her brother are going to be on the war path, searching high and low for us."

"Lucky me, I have another universe to go back to," I said. "Don't worry though, if you need me, you can just call me. You do still have the die, right?"

"Right here in my bag," he said, patting at his wheelchair bag. "I'll be sure to call you if I get in a jam, but I do have a bit of a question. How did you make it? I assume magic, but do you think you can make me one as well?"

"Well, I learned from someone else," I said. "Basically, you take an item and say an oath that you believe in. Or at least, that's what I got from the guy. Man, I hope Wade's doing well."

"Wade?" David asked. "I assume yet another poor fellow who was kidnapped by Discord or...who did you say got you again?" he asked.

"Merchant. Got it," he replied with a huff. "So I just wish really hard?"

He went over to a cabinet and opened a drawer, pulling out his sack of bits as he had earlier. He gave me a sheepish grin, "One of the only things Discord left me with. A sack of unending gold coins. Man, I would have killed for something like this back on earth...hey, you want any of this? It'll just be refilled in the morning..."

He took a handful of the coins, holding them in his two front hooves. How the hell did he even do that without pitching forward onto his face? He closed his eyes, a look of deep concentration stamped across his equine muzzle. He opened his eyes, them suddenly glowing a deep blue the same as his armored self.

"I am Megamane. If ever you fight against the forces of evil, when ever you may need a guarding light to light your path, call upon me." He took a couple seconds to let that sink in before adding in at the end, "Also, I happen to have the form of a pony. If a question of how discrete one may be is ever a question, fear not."

The gold coins glowed in his hooves, slowly transforming into a metalic blue X, small enough to fit snugly over the back of someones hand.

He looked at his new aquisition, staring dumbly as Model A flew overhead and scanned it with her pinkish light.

"You turned gold...into biometal?" she asked, confusion seeping into her voice. "Quick, wish for a portal back home, for all the other biometal to be here, wish for ANYTHING!!!"

David was startled out of his revrie by her outburst, and turned his attention back to the metal x in his hooves. After a few seconds of nothing happening, he gave up and shot her an apologetic grin.

"Sorry Model A, guess it's a one time thing. So Dox," he asked, holding up the x, "what do I do with it now?"

"I take it," I said, grabbing it from him. "And that's it. I have a copy of it, and since I travel through the void to leave, it should automatically be sent out when I go. Also, why the x? Does it do anything?"

"Not that I know of?" he said, looking at it in my hand. "For some reason though...the way it looks in your palm looks...wrong. Can I?" He took it from my palm, flipping my hand over with his other hoof. He placed it on the back of my hand, but nothing seemed to happen. "That looks...right? Almost like its a button, for cosplay or something..." he looked at it for a couple second, before pressing it down.

It clicked into the flesh like it was a button actually ON my skin. A flash of light momentarily blinded me, and when my sight returned it seemd the thing had turned into a...blue...canon thing. It made my hand look like Megamans. Big surprise there, right?"

"The hell?" David asked, poking at my armored appendage. "Is it permanent? If it is, I am sooo sorry..." he explored the surface of the megabuster, until he pressed the x in where it lay exactly where it had been on my hand. Another flash of light proceded the metal x returning to normal. "Or it could do that. Cool, I guess." I shifted my hand to get a better look at it, and it fell off onto the floor. Guess it wasn't permanently fused to the back of my hand. Thats good, I guess.

"Dude," I said, picking it back up and putting it on again. "That's cool. Hold up, there's a power meter.... and it's empty. This thing is solar powered, I assume? Anyways, I can't just leave you with my crappy token when you got something cool. Hmmmm...." -I pulled up the my dice- "Hey, DM."

Yeah?

"Anything you can think of to do to make something cool for David here?" I asked.

Yeah. Just let me see Model A.

"Okay then," I said. "Hey, Model A. Mind if you come over here for a second?"

"If you scratch my paint job, it's coming out of your hide," she quipped, floating close enough for me to grab.

Okay, now bring the dice up to her, and let me work.

"Alright," I said to both the DM and Model A.

When I brought up my left hand with the die in it, they started glowing brightly. When my hand was right next to Model A, the dice floated out of my hand and started floating around her.

"Whats with the lightshow?" she asked, spinning in place to track the dice. "If this hurts, I'm gonna make you feel it and more, just warning you," she muttered.

The dice that were spinning around her began spinning faster and faster, so fast that it became hard for even Model A to keep track of. They kept spinning until they were nothing but blurs of light. Just then, they stopped glowing before a flash of light appeared in the area they once were. The dice then fell to the ground, done with their mission, leaving a mystified Model A just floating there. When she started looking around however, she, and everyone else in the room, noticed that there was now a new biometal that looked like a black version of Model A floating with her. Although, it looked like a small cubic piece was missing from it, as it just floated there lifelessly.

The dice started glowing again. I picked them up and listened to what the big guy had to say.

There we go, now you just have to put your token in it. Don't worry about your token changing, this thing is just for him.

"Okay," I said to the DM. I then looked at David. "Hey, can I see my token real quick?"

"Sure," he dug in his satchel, and pulled out his copy of the dice.

I took the die from his hand and put it in the place on the biometal where it looked like something was missing. It was a perfect fit. Just as it became snug, the biometal reacted, coming to life. The eyes lit up and the little being started floating around freely.

"WOO!" it stated. "What a rush!" -it looked around before finally setting it's eyes on David- "Oh! You must be Megaman! Or should I call you Megamane? Heh. I am Model DM and a direct contact to Dox over there."

He stared at it stupidely for a few seconds, before giving it a nod. "Uh...hi. Welcome...to life, I guess..." He turned to me with a questioning glance, "Do you do that often, just create new life forms out of nothing?He stared at it stupidely for a few seconds, before giving it a nod. "Uh...hi. Welcome...to life, I guess..." He turned to me with a questioning glance, "Do you do that often, just create new life forms out of nothing? Wait...does that make you its father...or its mother?" Wait...does that make you its father...or its mother?"

"Well, I don't," I said. "But the big guy does. And I guess it'd make me the father.... Meaning Model A is the mother."

"Mommy!" cried out the newest arrival, buzzing around my head. "Mommy mommy mommy!" Its voice shifted and changed, until it sounded like my own.

"Well he sure is excitable," David snarked.

"I am not his mother," Model A griped.

"You're not mommy, Dox is mommy!" Model DM belted out.

"Damn it," I said. "Kid, I am not your mommy. If anyone is your mommy it's the astral being known as the Dungeon Master. And no, that's not me."

"Don't worry mommy," Model DM spouted, fluttering in front of my face, "I know you aren't going to be staying long, daddy filled me with information when I was born. I know you're going to go back to your world, and I have to stay here. I know that...You'll still visit though, won't you?"

"Of course I'll visit," I said. "But can you stop calling me mommy?! I ain't your mother! I didn't give you life, I just helped the process! Seriously, if anything, the DM's the mother!"

I swear, I could hear the big guy laughing. He wanted this to happen.... And the dice are glowing again.

Don't worry, kid. When I created him, I thought it would be a good idea to talk to him before I sent him in. I taught him how to be a big troll. Just wait until you're gone and then come back again. Trust me, Model A is gonna have a GREAT time with that. Or is it a hard time?

"Okay then," I said. "Well, I need to get back. to my world. But, I can't really do that myself. Summoning rules and all that. No, I need you to do something."

"Fire away, kinda wish you'd told me before we went on adventures and all that," David groused, "What if something had happened to me, would you have just been stuck here or something?"

"Well, I mean, sometimes portals just open," I said. "But it's not always certain. Anyways, I need you to say, 'Dox, our contract is complete'. And if you need me again... Oh wait."

"If you need him again," Model DM started. "You can either Megamerge with me, or Double Megamerge with me. I should be compatible with at least Model A, I'm not sure about the others though. Model X, definitely, but again, not sure about the others."

"Okay," I said. "You can do that if you need me."

"Good to know," he stated, "Don't be a stranger Dox. If you can come over on your own, don't just wait on an invitation from me." He gave me a wide smile. "Dox, Dungeon Master penultimate. Our contract is complete."

And with that, I was back in my Universe.

When I returned, I found that all of the ponies had noticed my absence. To them, I had been gone for about an hour, even though in David’s universe it had been at least eight. They all wondered where I had gone and I had to explain it to them. I had to explain that I had been in another universe, helping out another Displaced. Man, talking about what a Displaced was took a long time. In the end, they finally realized that I was not originally from this world. I had to promise Twi and Dashie that if I ever went back to my world, I’d have to take them with me. Celestia was unsurprisingly distant during the entire thing. I mean, why wouldn’t she? She wasn’t the Champion, and she only found that out a small time ago. Now she found out I’m not even from Equis! She probably doesn’t want to even see me right now.

Oh well, it’s been a good day, and I’ve got more things to do.

Author's Notes:

So, here's another crossover with Flutters Is Shy and his story Megamane.
Expect more chapters under the same title.
Also, that's how Dox's token works. You have to roll it to summon him properly, calling him just kinda lets you talk to him. So yeah.
Also (2), if you couldn't guess, the majority of these will be crossovers. I'm actually hoping for 3 crossovers. So far, I have 2 authors. I need one more, then I'll get to some kind of plot twist. So, if you know someone, point me towards them, or if you are one, please send me a PM.

On another note, _Vidz_ was a nice enough guy to make me some art for this story! So I'd just like to say thanks, again, to him and to say go check him out if you can. He's a nice guy, and if you're looking for art, he's your guy.

Anyways, this is Music Mod, signing off.
P.S.- Super long chapters will never become the norm. NEVER I SAY!