"WHOAH!!!"

With a solid kick, Silvia Cristel removed Travis Touchdown from the rear seat of his own motorcycle, the 'Schpeltiger,' sending him barreling to the curb in front of the motel where he lived. She didn't do it to hurt him, she knew he was much sturdier than to get hurt by a simple boot to the curb. It wasn't first time she'd done this after all. Once Travis regained his bearings he watched her speed away.

"On my fucking bike! What bullshit," Travis thought to himself.

Travis stood up and dusted himself off, already past the fact that his now-apparent ex-girlfriend had just stolen his only mode of transportation. After the day he just had of killing a corporate CEO who was actually the alter-ego of some asshole who could be called Pizza Batt-Man, with the power to turn into a seriously overpowered Macy's Day Parade float from hell, nothing else really mattered.

He kicked a little dust on the sidewalk and headed into his room on the upper floor of the Motel No More Heroes. From here on in, things could only attempt the be normal. On Bishop's grave, Travis would no longer kill for no reason, and he would return all of his rented videos on time to honor his friend's memory.

Travis approached his front door and found an unmarked envelope wedged between the cracks near the knob. Travis took it with a groan. "Oh great, more invites to meet psychotic fangirls I bet," he said to himself, remembering the seemingly innocent Kimmy Howell a.k.a. Darth Maul's padawan.

He stepped into his hovel of a room and was greeted with the usual sight of his recliner, empty beer cans and his pet cat, Jeanne, stretched lazily on the floor.

The cat stirred from her nap as soon as Travis walked in, happily rubbing her sides against his shins.

"Hey there, kitty," Travis greeted his pet, before he plopped down onto his recliner and turned on the TV. Finally some good news: Travis's favorite anime, Pure White Lover Bizarre Jelly Tsugi, was on. It didn't make everything better, but it might help lessen the blow when he read his fan mail.

With the dullest anticipation, Travis opened the envelope and unfolded the letter inside.

"Dear Master Travis,"

Ah, it was from that fangirl.

"I want to start by telling you that I forgive you for rejecting me earlier this week, but I still hate you for it."

"That's as redundant as it gets," Travis thought as he read it.

"I hope you succeeded in killing the prick who killed your friend. If not, there's no point in me writing this letter. If you did, I want you to know that since you won't teach me, I've left the country to once again hone my skills as an assassin and one day beat you."

"Yeah, good luck with that. Didn't work the first time."

"Even if you stop being an assassin by then, I want to be the one who finally beats you. I want to be the one whose blade runs crimson with your life on its edge."

"That's fucked up. Poetic, kind of. But seriously fucked up."

"Don't get me wrong though, Master, because I still love you. And if things don't work out with that French floozie, ring me up.

--Shinobu

Next to her signature was a lipstick mark left where Shinobu kissed her letter.

It didn't make Travis feel any better about the fact that she was determined to kill him, but he couldn't help but feel a twinge in his chest for what he almost had with her.

With a dismayed sight, he put the letter back in its envelope and tried to toss it on top of the TV. Too lightly, however, as the letter only hit the screen and fell to the floor.

Normally, Travis would have picked it up, but decided he'd rather watch his show. He heard that this was supposed to be the episode of Pure White Lover Bizarre Jelly Tsugi where Strawberry and Blueberry kissed and he wasn't about to miss that for anything.

"COME AND GET SOME, ASS-BITES!!!!"

"Help!! Somepony!! Please help!!"

"What the hay is happening?!!"

"Doesn't he know cannons are for parties!!?"

Far off, in a land far beyond human imagining called Equestria, Canterlot Castle had been invaded by madstallion who by now had laid waste to at least one hundred guards. Worse still, he had come on a day when the Element Bearers had been summoned there.

He was an earth pony stallion of average size whose fur was colored as though he were wearing an expensive suit. He was all black, except for his chest and stomach which was stark white. His mane was yellow, and was slicked back. On his face, he wore a pair of pitch black sunglasses, and around his neck was a pink tie with little white stars. But what was most noteworthy of all was what he wore on his back. On his back were mounted two very large, very gaudy pink gatling guns which he was using to tear through any guards foolish enough to approach him.

"Ah'm just here fer that Laughter mare, but th' next shmuck who gets too big fer his britches gets 'em an extra spahcy face full o' murder!! Compliments o' yers truly," came the mad cackle of the assassin.

Just that morning, the ruling princesses, Celestia and Luna had both received a disturbing letter from Twilight Sparkle, the Bearer of Magic, which detailed a report of of an attempt on Pinkie Pie's life.

In the letter, Twilight described Pinkie's account of how she was suddenly attacked by the same stallion who was now destroying the castle as she was preparing a party for a stranger who was coming to Ponyville from a faraway land. It was only the timely arrival of Rainbow Dash and Applejack that allowed her to survive the encounter. And now, somehow, the would-be assassin had followed the Bearers to the royal castle to finish the job. Something that the royal sisters would not stand for.

As the assassin finished mowing his way through the next wave of guards, he found himself confronted by the two ruling alicorns, fury burning their faces. He ceased his attack and smiled widely at his royal company.

"Well, lookee here. Guess you gals fahnally got tir'd o' me whippin' yer guards inta red stains." He chuckled as he lightly dug his hoof into the blood stained floor, "Ya better have some serious maids, 'cause 409 ain't gettin' that shit out." This only stood to further infuriate the diarchs.

"You, are a monster! Worse than anything that could come from Tartarus," growled the solar princess as her horn glowed with a powerful magic.

Luna's horn flared up next with a malevolent blue magic, "Thou hast committed what is by far the greatest atrocity we have seen since our birth! Retribution shall be meted out for the sake of all the lives thou have taken!"

Facing down the royal sisters when they threatened violence would make anypony cringe in terror. Many would have outright died on the spot out of fear of what could be done to them. This assassin was different, as seeing the sisters like this only served to amuse him. His already oversized smile widened.

"Aw, lookit you two. Yer practically made o' balls, ain't ya? The kinda balls that's from a guy who plays hopscotch dead center of a buffalo stampede. Not as fun as ya'd think, just so's ya know. 'Cause it really sucks when ya lose."

"ENOUGH OF THIS," roared Celestia in her royal Canterlot voice, "TO THE MOON WITH YOU!!"

She and Luna both fired their horns at the attacker who only stood his ground, as if waiting for his punishment to reach him. With a glint in his eye, and a sly smile, his guns suddenly whirred to life and a hail of bullets flew forth, staving off the alicorn magic.

"MAMA PAJAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA," the assassin shouted as he fired his weapons, followed by another mad cackle.

The princesses strained to push back his relentless assault, wondering to themselves how this (relatively speaking) perfectly normal earth pony was able to hold off alicorn magic, let alone the magic of two alicorns. More disturbing still was that they could feel their magic being pushed back to them.

Princess Luna wracked her brain for a solution, but none came. Until this point, neither sister had ever encountered a single pegasus, unicorn or earth pony who could stand up to them. Looking to her sister, she saw a reflection of all the strain she was feeling herself. She knew Celestia was coming up short for a plan as well, and without one, they had no chance of winning yet.

"We cannot win this, sister," Luna said, distress clearly evident in her voice, "We must retreat while we still draw breath!"

Celestia silently agreed with her sister as she more firmly planted her hooves into the ground, "We break on three," she told Luna.

"One...two...THREE!!"

Two flashes momentarily blinded the assassin, who, once his vision cleared, saw no trace of the royal alicorns.

"Aw, what the hell," he cursed to himself before calling out to his opponents. "You ladies leavin' the party already!? But Ah hir'd strippers to come later! They're bringin' beer an' pizza!"

Back in the throne room, six worried ponies waited anxiously for the victorious return of their princesses.

"They should have been back by now," came the frantic murmur of Twilight Sparkle as she paced back and forth in the center of the room. Before she could continue worrying, she felt a hoof on her shoulder that filled her with a familiar sense of reassurance. Feeling this, she knew who had touched her. She turned to see her farmpony friend, Applejack, giving her a small smile.

"Don't ya worry, sugarcube," she said, practically feeling Twilight's worry fade. There was just something about Applejack that let her lift any sense of doubt or worry from the minds of ponies, "This is the princesses we're talkin' 'bout here. An' if I know anything, it's that anypony who messes with them is a goner."

"But--," Twilight tried to protest, but was cut off by Rainbow Dash swooping in front of her and interjecting her own point.

"Thing is, Twi, even if they can't handle this guy, we can," she said, knowing full well what the six of them could accomplish if they relied on one another.

"That's right, Dashie," chimed in the bubbly, pink Pinkie Pie, who had hopped in with her three other friends. "We can do anything if we just stay together! We could change the face of the world if we wanted!"

Rarity approached the group next, with Fluttershy close behind her. "I wouldn't go so far as to say that, darling," the fashionista said, "But I do agree that this intruder should be no problem. Not for us, and especially not for the princesses."

"I'm sure they'll be back any second now," Fluttershy said with a smile on her face.

Twilight smiled back at her friends. They were right: this single stallion would be taken care of easily by the two most powerful ponies in Equestria. She knew that there was also the matter of the dead soldiers, but that bridge would be crossed later. Right now, what mattered most was the inevitable safe return of the princesses.

Then a light appeared in the center of the room. Blinding at first, it quickly dimmed to reveal the two princesses. Everypony in the room waited expectantly for the princesses to tell them that it was now safe to leave the room. Some more excitedly than others.

Pinkie Pie hopped up and down excitedly, "Did you get the meanie, princesses?! Huh!? Huh!? Didja!?

Princess Celestia didn't answer Pinkie's question. Her prime concern was to formulate a plan now. But first, she needed to buy time to do so. She turned to Luna, "Luna, get a barrier on the doors!"

With all haste, Luna shot her magic at the gilded doors of the throne room and erected the strongest barrier she could muster. These actions confused the six element bearers. Rainbow Dash flew in front of the princesses.

"Hey, princesses: what gives? You took care of that guy, right," she asked.

The princesses didn't know how to answer Dash's question. They only met her with worried stares. This only stood to worry Dash herself.

"...Right," Dash repeated.

A sudden, loud knocking snapped everypony's attention the doors.

"This is agent Marion Glastits, puttin' an APB out on any royal sisters who ain't suckin' dust raht now," came the assassin's mocking voice. "Oh, an' ta that party-poppin', hot sauce-suckin', cupcake-munchin' pink crank-head: ya better start countin', 'cause yer minutes're numbered, twinkle hooves! I ain't leavin' this place 'til worms're doin' a conga line up yer ass!"

A whirring noise, accompanied by several loud bangs started behind the doors. Pinkie couldn't believe what she heard.

"Why is this meanie after me," she shouted, now scared by the idea that she may very well die there. Any confidence she had earlier wavered now that she actually saw that the princesses couldn't handle this threat. "I didn't do anything to him!!! Is he mad because he didn't get a party when he came!!?"

Rarity put her hoof over Pinkie's mouth. "Hush, Pinkie. You're scaring Fluttershy!" Rarity indicated the yellow pegasus, who was trembling on the floor and hiding behind her mane. Rarity lowered herself to the floor to comfort her timid friend. Twilight and Applejack both approached the princesses.

"Princess Celestia...what happened out there," Twilight asked, afraid of what the answer may be.

"He didn't get the better of ya, did he," Applejack followed up.

"We're afraid that he did," Luna said to the farmpony. "He is much more powerful than we have anticipated. He was able to drive both of us back!"

"We need to make a plan, sister," Celestia interjected, "We can't fight him on our own."

"Then leave it to us! We'll kick his flank to Tartarus and back," Rainbow Dash said, trying to sound confident for the sake of her friends, though she herself was terrified of fighting a stallion who was able to beat the princesses.

"No," Celestia sternly said, "We can't risk any of you getting hurt out there!"

"Then we can retreat, can't we," Twilight nervously asked, "We can go to my house in Ponyville and make a plan there!"

"That won't work either, Twilight," Luna said to the purple unicorn, "He has already tracked you all here, and we're sure he could do it again. And this time, he may lay waste to the entirety of Ponyville if he follows!"

"Then what do we do," Pinkie yelled as she wildly waved her hooves and her mane frizzled with fear, "He could come through that door any minute and turn us all into big, pony-sized colanders!"

"Pinkie, stop that," Rarity snapped at the pink mare. Fluttershy had heard everything Pinkie said and began to cry. "There, there, sweetness. We'll be...alright," Rarity said as she gently consoled her friend, though a tremble and her voice choking betrayed her comforting words.

Despair permeated the atmosphere of the room. The eight ponies inside could not fathom any reasonable means of escape. Agent Glastits was too powerful to fight head on, and any escape would result in him tracking them and laying waste to any town he crossed. It was only Fluttershy's quiet sobbing that kept anypony from completely giving up on formulating a plan. They would escape, if only for her sake. Then, Luna's face briefly lit up.

"What if we..." she hesitated, unsure of her solution, but a gentle prod from her sister told her to finish, "What if we summoned some outside help. After all, it's not like we can do anything about our attacker, but maybe somepony somewhere else can." Luna herself did not think anypony in the room would go for this plan, especially not her sister and Twilight.

"Luna," Celestia began, "I believe you may have found our only viable option."

"Wait, are you saying that you plan on using a summoning spell," Twilight asked her mentor. Not that she doubted her power to do so, but the idea of finding somepony who could help was very slim.

"We don't have many other options, Twilight. This may be our only chance," Celestia said, "I will try to find help somewhere. From somepony who would know how to deal with problems concerning potential disharmony." Celestia then concentrated her power and extended her divine reach into space and time, hoping to find the pony who would be the savior of harmony.

Despite the living chaos that was waiting right outside the door, all six Element Bearers felt a small wash of relief.

"Did you hear that, Fluttershy," Rarity asked the sniffling pegasus, taking her hoof in her own, "We're going to get help."

With one last sniffle, Fluttershy lifted her head a little bit to look at Rarity.

"Just think: a noble, pure hearted hero is on their way to protect us. And we get to be the ones who meet him."

Fluttershy smiled as she imagined what their summoned hero may be like.

"Aw, come on! Just kiss already," Travis yelled at his television set. "You've been yakking about how you just need to be who you are inside and that you shouldn't care what society will think of you for like ten minutes."

Travis threw an empty beer can to the floor. As soon as he did, Jeanne rushed over and started to fight with it.

"Fuck! You think they're gonna add a little fanservice and then it turns out to be some social justice bullshit! Writers are probably stroking their cocks as this airs!" Travis mimed masturbation in his chair, "Yeah, we're good people for making our characters lesbians," he said in a mocking tone. If there was anything he couldn't stand, it was when people focused on how other people were different from themselves and thought that they were holier-than-thou for it.

"They're just lesbians! Two people who happen to be the same sex that wanna fuck! That doesn't make them special! All I wanted to do was watch two girls kiss! Just one fucking kiss! Is even a peck on the cheek too much to ask for?!"

Strawberry finally grabbed Blueberry by her shoulders and passionately kissed her surprised teammate.

"Ugh, fucking finally," Travis grumbled.

Though relieved that he finally saw the two characters kiss, the sour aftertaste of poor writing ruined the moment for him. He turned off the TV and sat back. He felt this way before. Like he wanted to kill someone. And the writer for this episode was a tempting target. He looked to the floor when he noticed his cat staring at him with admonishing eyes.

"Don't look at me like that, Jeanne," Travis said to his pet, "I'm out of the killing for no reason business. From now on, it's the kill to help others biz. So, I'm gonna sit back, and find a new show to watch now that Bizarre Jelly's ruined."

Before Travis grabbed the TV guide to find a new show, the phone in the next room rang. He stormed over to answer it. That better have been Silvia telling him that she just returned his bike, and that it was waiting in the parking lot for him. He picked up the phone from its cradle.

"What's up?" Travis asked.

Instead of hearing Silvia's French accent on the other end of the phone, it was a different woman's voice. One that sounded regal and serene, tinged with a kind of relief that comes after hopeless desperation.

"Lulu, I've done it! I've finally found somepony!"

Travis didn't quite believe what he heard. 'Somepony?' That was a weird thing to say. But maybe it was just a slip of the tongue.

"You found Travis Touchdown, lady. What can I do you for," A realization hit Travis: the woman on the phone had a really, really sexy voice. "Wait! Are you hot?"

"Excuse me?!"

"I'm asking if you're hot. Believe me, I have so much trouble with hot chicks. Just today I got thrown to the curb by one, and what's basically a death threat from another."

The woman on the phone let out an exasperated sigh, "I am what's considered beautiful, but I assure you, I am sane"

"Like I'm gonna fall for that again. Is this you Kimmy?"

"MR. TOUCHDOWN," the woman's voice suddenly became ridiculously loud and seemed to echo in Travis' head, "I am Princess Celestia, and I have a request for you!"

She said she was a princess? Now Travis knew she was crazy. He hung up the phone and was about to walk out of the room, when he heard the woman's voice coming from the speakerphone. "We are in desperate need of a hero, and I have zeroed in on you specifically! All of Equestria is in need of your help!"

Hero? Equestria? What was this lady smoking? He never heard of this Equestria. It sounded like a fantasy playset for little girls. And as for the hero thing, Travis was no hero. Sure, he was sometimes known as the No More Hero, but that was just an honorary title. Travis moved to disconnect the phone from the wall.

"Fuck that. I'm just an average everyday otaku assassin. Not a hero," Travis yanked the phone cord out of the wall and dusted his hands off with finality. That was sure to stop this crazy lady.

"Perhaps you simply don't understand the severity of our problem?!" Celestia said from the speakerphone.

"God dammit! What does it take to get rid of you!? An exorcist!?"

Celestia had had enough of this prattle by now. The barrier she had put up on the door would not last forever. Agent Glastits was gradually breaking into the room, and she was not about to let this one chance of salvation that she had barely grabbed a hold of slip away.

"That does it," she fumed on the other end of the phone, "Luna! Help me with this! We're no longer giving him a choice in the matter!"

"What the fuck does that mean," Travis said aloud before he felt a gentle wind stirring in the room.

In the corner of the room near his closet, the matter of space began to ripple and wave. Travis knew this as an 'akashic point.' Somehow, one had opened up in his bedroom and was starting to suck him in. Something told him that this was the doing of Princess Celestia, and she wasn't about to let him escape from it.

"Okay! Okay! Jeez, just let me get ready!" Travis shouted

To start, he grabbed the cat-carrier and a feather wand from the side of his bed and moved along the wall to the doorway. He firmly planted his feet and dangled the feather in front of the carrier, "Jeanne! Come on girl, we're going on a trip!"

Jeanne rocketed towards the wand, which Travis pulled out of the way a second before she could catch it. She ended up inside the carrier, which Travis secured for her.

Travis briefly scanned the room for anything else he needed. He already had all of his weapons on his belt, since he hadn't taken them off when he got home, he dropped a save during the commercial break from his show, everything seemed to be in order.

Then he spied the box of pizza on top of the fridge; the box that should still have two thirds of its contents inside of it. And on top of the pizza was the rest of his six-pack of beer. With his free hand, he reached around the door frame and grabbed the pizza box with the beer on top.

Now everything was in order, and Travis readied himself to rush the akashic point that was trying to pull him in. At least he would have rushed it, if he didn't notice his Pure White Lover Bizarre Jelly poster next to him.

The show was ruined for him now, but this poster was for the prequel series to Bizarre Jelly Tsugi, which was now a much better show in Travis' mind. He placed the box of pizza on his opposite forearm and gripped it from one end, and secured the other end with his elbow. The beer, he kept secured under his chin. With his free hand, he grabbed the poster and rolled it up, taking it with him as he charged the displaced space near his closet.

"MOEEEEEEEEE," Travis yelled as he jumped in.

Celestia and Luna's magic stopped and they royal sisters let out a relieved sigh. They had both put much effort into getting their hero, and now he was on his way there.

"We've done it, Tia," Luna said, panting as a smile graced her face. Luna's smile and tone of relief rang to the Element Bearers as a good sign.

"Ya mean y'all found somepony," Applejack excitedly asked.

"You mean I'm not gonna be swiss-cheesed by that psycho outside the door, "Pinkie asked when she suddenly popped up in front of Applejack to address the princesses.

The sound of Glastit's guns stopped briefly.

"Aw, come on! Ah know Ah used some coarse words fer you, but that's just plain hurtful. Makes me wanna kill ya more," the ponies in the room heard Glastits say before he resumed his assault on the doors.

Everypony could now hear wood splintering. The barrier was still up, but now Glastits was beginning to break in. Fear gripped Twilight as she turned to her mentor.

"He'll be here soon, won't he," she said, now fearing the plan to summon a hero may have failed. She was surprised to see Celestia smile at her.

"He will come, but it will take time, Twilight," Celestia reassured her student. "

"And we'll just have to hold this guy off until he does. You know, soften him up for the guy who's gonna get rid of him," Dash added. The two alicorns only chuckled, further surprising the little ponies.

"I assure you, the help will come long before the assassin breaches that door," Luna said, fully confident in the strength of her barrier spell.

No sooner did she finish speaking was her confidence shattered, just like the door and the barrier.

Splinters of wood flew through the room, barely missing anypony by mere centimeters.

Glastits stepped into the room, his guns smoking from the assault on the door.

Pinkie wasted no time hiding behind her friends.

"Save me! Save me! Hurt him! Hurt him," Pinkie shouted.

Glastits looked at the mares in the room, smiling now as if it were some kind of joke.

"You gals could just let me put a little daylight inta that laughter bitch, an' this'd all be over," he said, never losing his smile, "So why don't y'all just spread like butter so's Ah can get a clear shot?"

Rainbow Dash couldn't take this anymore. This pony would not take the life of her friend before taking her life first. If only she could buy a little more time to save Pinkie, it may very well be worth the cost. She took action without thinking and flew protectively between her friends and the assassin.

"Forget it, Glastits! You're not calling the shots anymore," she spat at the gun-toting stallion.

Her friend's eyes went wide with horror. They always knew she was a 'leap before you look' type of mare, but this was reckless even for her.

"Rainbow Dash! Come back! You'll be killed," Rarity shouted hysterically, practically on the verge of fainting.

The two princesses simultaneously flared their magic in an attempt to bring Dash back to safety, but were stopped when she raised her hoof to them.

"Don't," she asserted. Her voice faltered as she fought against her trembling knees, "I...I know what I'm doing. Go get somewhere safe."

"Aw, Ah got a friend who'd love you," Glastits said with false sympathy, "Guess Ah'll take you out too an' save her th' trouble."

Glastits' guns began to whir as the princesses were about to teleport everypony to go for their only viable option they had left, since it was apparent their summoned hero would not come on time.

In a fraction of a second before it seemed like Glastits would start firing, his guns died down as he stopped to stare at something above Rainbow Dash.

"Sweet titty-fucking," he muttered, not sure of what to make of what he saw.

"What the hay is that thing," Applejack added.

Rainbow Dash looked up to see what appeared to be the very matter of space above her head waving as though it were a pattern of heat radiating off of a hot sidewalk. Then everypony heard the voice that came with it.

"MOEEEEEEEEE!!!"

The next thing that Dash knew, somepony came falling out of the waving space and landed right on top of her, along with a package of cans, a cardboard box, a rolled up piece of paper, a cat's toy, and finally a crate with the actual cat in it.

"Aw man, I never get used to that," said the pony on top of her.

He rolled over to the side and now Dash could get a good look at him. He was a peach colored stallion with a jet-black mane and a horn protruding form it, indicating him to be a unicorn. He was dressed from head to hoof in a red jacket and a pair of ripped up jeans, both of which made Rarity cringe. His jeans were held on by a belt which had five cylinders hanging from it. On his face was a pair of orange sunglasses, which were transparent so his eyes could be seen behind them. He looked down at Dash as soon as he stood up and offered her his hoof to help her up.

"Hey, sorry about landing on y--"

His voice stopped as soon as he saw Dash on the floor. He stared at her, making Dash think he was acting like he never saw a pony before.

"What the fuck," the strange stallion said. His eyes shot to his own hoof, which he pulled away from Dash to more closely inspect it, "What the fuck," he said again, sounding more distressed.

He looked over to see Agent Glastits standing there, smiling at this new arrival.

"Well, Ah said there'd be strippers with beer and pizza, but you ain't as pretty as I hoped ya'd be," he chuckled.

The strange unicorns jaw practically hit the floor when he heard those words.

"WHAT...THE...FUCK!?"

Author's Notes:

So, after a bout of wishiness (followed shortly thereafter by a bout of washiness) I decided to just start up a new story, even though I was right in the middle of a completely different one. That's just how I work, I've got like some kind of authoring ADHD going on. I'm actually working on multiple projects that I want to publish. And I mean like things I want to put on the market.

I thought about using some characters from those stories as OC's in a fanfic to see how people reacted, but I decided against it for some reason. Except for Marion Glastits. I put that guy in because he is just hysterical. And come on, it's pronounced 'glast-its.' But you people don't care about that!

This was just because No More Heroes is one of my favorite games ever and Travis Touchdown is one of my favorite characters ever, and I think that having him in a land as sweet and pure that's built on sugar and rainbows as Equestria would be great considering that Travis comes from an armpit like Santa Destroy.

And as for the thing about Pure White Lover Bizarre Jelly Tsugi, Tsugi means 'Next' in Japanese, and it's meant to be like a sequel series where the characters are older, kind of like Dragonball followed by Dragonball Z or Naruto followed by Naruto Shippuden.

Hope you all liked this story. Rock on \m/ and seriously: if you have a Wii or Wii U, play No More Heroes and it's sequel, they are totally worth your money if you like hack and slash style games. Here's hoping for No More Heroes 3!