“You’ve never told us about your uncle.” Rarity says, studying Boris’ crimson and dark red mane and tail.

“You never told your friends about me?” Boris asks Twilight, “Apparently even in both worlds, Twilight’s too busy from her family like me.”

“Boris,” Twilight guiltily replies, “I’m so sorry-” Boris laughs hysterically as he falls back on his purple and gold trimmed suit. His monocle nearly gets dirty by his small moustache as tears of joy pour into his droopy ears.

“Oh, it’s still the same old you though, always falling for my antics.”

“Well, you were a pretty good actor, and it’s good to once again see your good sense of humor.”

“What about MY humor?” The two Pinkie Pies asks in unison, one standing on the other. Boris sits up and begins combing his blue chin puff with his hoof, reclaiming his sanity.

“You still got yours Pinkie.”

“Yeah,” Borris adds, “don’t be jealous over common interest and talents.”

“You learned that lesson from Cheese Sandwich, remember?” Both Pinkies nod like they didn’t know how they would forget.

“I remember when Twilight was a filly, she was jealous of quite a few ponies,”

“Boris, not in front of my friends,” Twilight covers her face with her hooves in shame.

“Oh yeah. However, I don’t remember the names that well. What were the bigger ones, Sunrise Shimmy, Trinie, oh who was that one unicorn you really hates?”

“Boris, can we go over nostalgia another day?”

“Oh, sorry, getting ahead of myself.” Raindrop steps towards the stallion and asks,

“Did you created spells?”

“Why yes little filly, for Celestia to help resolve some of the more unique problems that come around. Who might you be?”

“I’m Rai-“

“Ha ha, I already know you Raindrop, Celestia has told me as much about you as much as much as the stars have told me about the universe.”

“The stars?”

“Yes, as you can imagine by my cutie mark,” Boris turns his side to Raindrop, showing the others the constellation of Orion on his rump. “I use a combination of the plotting of the stars, the ancient books and writings of the past, to the notes of Star Swirl the Bearded to help me develop spells.”

“Why didn’t Celestia tell me about you, you sound amazing?”

“She kept me a secret from you and most other ponies for safety. She wouldn’t want you to accidently sneak into my studies and spill some of my potions or trigger some non-horn spells.”

“Sorry to interrupt, General Apple,” A silver stallion with a black shaggy mane speaks from the doorway to the hallway.

“What is it Spurtacus Prime?” General Apple asks.

“A distress call from above is being picked and sounds to be coming close to the entrance. Major Borris, Captain Dash, and Lieutenant Cystic are currently up there scoping for the call.”

“Lead the way!” The general turns to the others and beckons them to follow. Above the RAEM and inside the barn, they open the trap door and come across Borris, Dash, and a tall light green Earth Pony with an orange and yellow mane and tail staring out of a single window. “Located the voice yet?”

“Sorry las,” the stallion replies as he glances back and catches a glimpse of the group and immedialtly stumbles back, bumping Borris from behind.

“Jack Cystic, don’t panic, they’re from the other world.”

“Oh, they just gave me the jump, been seeing a lot of scary stuff recently.”

“Well control your panic attacks.”

“Help! Help!” A distant voice echoes from the fog, causing it to roll from its silent sleep.

“Stand by,” Borris walks to the upper windows with Rainbow following behind with General Apple, Lieutenant Pie, Jack Cystic at the closed front doors and Boris aiming his horn at a lower window. “Keep to the corner newbies.” The otherworld visitors follow orders and back into a corner, waiting to see what’s going to happen.

“Please! It’s me, Creampie, I’ve been wounded and I know the RAEM is around here.”

“Wait a minute,” Twilight whispers and begins to think, “Wasn’t she that Earth Pony that we met at the Gala a while ago?”

“Shhh,” Borris whispers back, “hold your positions.” They then see a yellow mare with a tangled orange mane and tail limp into their view. They notice that her front left and back right legs are both scratched, bruised, and burnt.

“That is!” Rainbow replies, “Let’s help her.”

“No, continue to stay hidden in the shadows.” Creampie then stumbles and lands on the dirt with her side, a loud thump burst from the ground, adding to Dash’s anxiety.

“We need to help her,”

“Hold your position.”

“But if we-“

“Hold it!” Wheezing and slow breathing gasp from the fallen mare’s mouth, slowly dying in front of the barn.

“She’ll die!”

“Keep holding!”

“Why do I have to listen to you?!”

“Shut up and hold your position! That is an order!”

“Well maybe I don’t want to take orders from you!” They’re whispering soon turns into barely audible shouting,

“Rainbow Dash, it could be a trap!”

“There’s a pony in need, I don’t have time for this.” Rainbow Dash leaps from the window and lands on the ground.

“NO!” In that moment, she and the fallen pony are pulled to the side of a tree by a magical force. Tens unicorn Morks emerge from the blanket of smog and charge to the barn and Dash. “Boris! Deploy Anti-Mork-Telekinesis and Anti-Mork-Anti-Magic spells NOW!” Borris and the Earth Ponies burst out the door and begin to fight of the invasion. Boris inside shoots blasts from the window at the minions, sending them back into the fog one by one as the others punch and kick the remaining ones. Borris knocks out a brown Mork with an uppercut and immediately runs to Dash’s aid. “Told you!”

“Well excuse me, LOOK OUT!” Rainbow pulls Borris and an unconscious Creampie out of the way as a pegasus Mork smashes into the tree. The two pegasi regain their ground as they look up to see an entire armada of Morks flying above, carrying hundreds of chariots.

“I’ll hold them off for now, you and the others run back down and sound the alarm.” Borris takes off and without hesitation, Rainbow Dash gathers the others inside and they run down the stairs to the base. At the entry room, they find a bell on a pedestal in the middle of the room and Twilight shakes it rapidly, creating a glass shattering ring. Shortly, hundreds of mares and several few stallions are seen scrambling to the stairway to the battle above. Marshal Rarity soon appears and approaches the eight and asks in a panic,

“What in Celestia is going on? I was in the middle of a manicure.”

“Mork attack!” Twilight exclaims, “We’re going up there as well,”

“Don’t! This isn’t your fight.”

“It is most certainly our fight; Midnight has invaded our world, so we’re going to fight.”

“You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into, you could get killed or even worse, captured and taken to her lair.”

“Let them, I have a few choice words for the empr-“

“Twilight,” Raindrop interrupts, “its best we follow her instructions.”

“I’ve seen and been in battles first hoof, I know what I’m doing.” Twilight leaves the others by the bell and pedestal with Marshal Rarity chasing her as she makes her way through the thinner crowd and up to the surface.

As Twilight makes it back out the trap door, most of the unicorns break from the group inside the barn and she follows. She gains her bearings and sees every window being crowded by five to seven unicorns, each shooting their magic at the invading Morks. She barely gets peeks outside and when she does, it’s all Earth Ponies, pegasi, and Morks, battling it out. She tries to get closer to a window to get a better view, but she’s pulled by into a corner by the marshal. “Are you insane?” She asks, shaking Twilight’s head in between her hooves.

“I’ve taken on Tirek, a centaur overlord with the ability to suck up all magic, even alicorn magic. If I can take on him by myself without dying, I can certainly take on all of-” A massive earth-rumbling roar screams in the distance, parting the blanket of fog to a mere mist.

“Spike…” Two red glowing eyes form as the massive silvery beast walks in from the fog. It stands at the length of five adult dragons head to tail, wings able to blanket an entire acre of farmland. Several pegasi shake of the Morks and charge after the dragon, but it opens its gaping mouth, revealing thousands of fangs and shirring teeth. A golden and white glow flickers from the thought of the beast as it breathes a solid stream of flame and liquid metal at the attackers, dousing them completely in molten metal and rock. The flaming heap lands next to the barn, turning the neighboring section of forest into a lake of fire and molten metal. The remaining pegasi that avoided the blast look in terror and scream,

“MEDIC!” A small group of several ponies in nurse outfits, including Medic Fluttershy, emerge from the barn and run to the new lake of fire. Unicorn nurses lift bubbles of lava out and take them to the cold dirt while pegasi and Earth Pony nurses dry and clean them. Twilight and Marshal Rarity run out and follow them, looking over to see burnt and steaming pegasi, all gasping for air and even some that aren’t able to stand on their hooves. Stretchers are pulls out as the burnt mares are carried down into the base. The white unicorn looks over to see a gaping mouth and tears running down her friend’s face.

“This fight is too dangerous for you, and I wouldn’t be a better friend if I were to let you fight, knowing that you don’t truly know what’s in store.” The dragon bellows again as it prepares for another breath attack, this time aiming directly to the main fighting and the barn.

“Run! Everypony get out there!” Twilight and the marshal squint to see Borris flying underneath the jagged jaw, spiraling rapidly, shortly creating a tornado in the middle of the fight. Resistance ponies run away as Morks are picked up in the growing spiral of sand and smoke. The dragon charges for another flame beam, but is interrupted by Rainbow Dash ramming her body into his glass eyes.

“What in Equestria is Captain Dash doing? That bump on her head must be dulling her logic.” The tornado grows to a massive size, thunder and lightning can be heard and seen crackling inside the typhoon, with Borris skimming the outside. The dragon shakes Rainbow Dash off of his face and fires another barrage of fire and metal, but instead of hitting the ground, it is gathered into the tornado, increasing its size two fold. Rainbow Dash regains her stability and looks behind to see the collection of Morks, smoke, fog, dust, fire, and molten metal making up the tornado Borris is leading. Borris then begins to round his flight, slowly turning the cyclone into a barn-size ball of swirling chaos. He then lifts the sphere using updrafts, his wing plating grooving along the edge.

“What is Borris doing?” Twilight asks in awe, Marshal Rarity replies,

“Using his master storm-skills to give that dragon his own medicine, as long as he can focus his vision well enough,”

“Wow…” Borris stabilizes the ball in air well enough by his measures and flies to the lower side of the sphere, eclipsing the dragon with it. He aims his back hooves, preparing to buck the sun orb, he looks back and squints, trying to line up the top with the spike sticking from the dragon’s head. Rainbow Dash flies to the ground and takes cover in the barn, not sure of what to do. She watches as the otherworld Spike prepares for a third fire attack. Borris closes his eyes and kicks with all his might, launching the mini-sun at the metal monster.

It misses, not even close the right side of the dragon’s head and lands distantly in the Everfree Forest, creating a blinding explosion. The sky lights up as bright as if it was day, but dies in an instant. A completely exhausted Borris becomes overwhelmingly embarrassed as massive boos and yelling erupt from the ponies below his hovering. Even the dragon chuckles at Borris’ epic failure and spits a small fireball, blasting him out of the sky and into the lava pond. The massive beast retreats, and the action settles down as the resistance recovers everypony and takes them down to get some medical help. Borris emerges from the fire and approaches Twilight and Rarity, followed by Rainbow Dash from the barn.

“Are you okay?” Rainbow asks, examining his slightly burnt body for any new big injuries.

“Nope,” Borris replies in depression, exhaustion, and pain, “just my pride. The flames never bothered me that much.”

“That was totally awesome!”

“But I missed,”

“Who cares? The way you made that giant tornado and made it into that storm ball, I’ve never seen anypony do that in my life!”

“Well what good is it when you can’t hit a gigantic dragon at point-blank?”

“At least you took care of those Morks,”

“They’ve taken on worse, and they only come back more determined than before. They’re almost immortal,”

“Why did Spike run away?”

“He can’t reach us inside the base; he needs smaller units in order to capture us in the event we fall back.”

“Well if he’s too big, why doesn’t Midnight just break in herself, she’s strong?”

“She’s defiantly strong, but the thing she wants from us is secured from her grasp. Her minions however, they have more limbs and it doesn’t put her in much danger. I’ll show you the security for the object some time later.”

“Let’s just check you both out at the hospital and maybe this failure will blow over.” Twilight suggest to the two pegasi,

“Fine,” The four head back to the RAEM, relieved that they’ve survived this wave of Midnight’s minions.

Later, in a far off burning crater in the middle of the forest, hundreds of Morks lay lifeless all over the large explosion range. Suddenly, a loud hiss can be heard from all the Morks helmets at once, releasing a spray all across the crater. One by one, they get up, their burns and wounds shrinking into small scars as muscles and flesh tighten and stretch.  As the last stallion rises and heals, they exit the crater and migrate to Ponyville.