Author's Notes:

Sorry for taking so long guys. Heres the next chapter despite the long time it took me to post it. Potentially we might do a crossover or two with this fic, its not guaranteed or anything so, just so long as you understand this. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this fic.
~Meta Out~

Gilda hummed as she fluttered up to the second floor of the forge to land next to her partner in crime, her best amigo, her senpai...wait wrong thing. Peaking over the humanas shoulder she observed the amazing show of technological genius the Len was demonstrating so easily. To Len a world without advanced technology was like a fish being a in a world without water.

“...Annnd there, that should fix the your joint problems, well, most of them anyways.” Len furrowed her brow as she grabbed a... what was it called again? Oh yeah, a plasma torch! The mare before her, Gun Storm, was patiently waiting for Len to finish the adjustment and repairs to her new limbs, humming the exact same song Gilda was, heck, even Len was humming now though Gilda highly doubted she was aware of it.

Storm flinched as a rush of pain washed over her before being replaced by nothing but soothing bliss. “There, all done Strom. Go ahead, give them a try and tell me if anything feels off.” Storm did as commanded and flex her limbs. She gave a big, toothy grin as she noted that everything felt in place and, before Len could even protest it, SHe grabbed her savior in a bone crushing hug. ‘Thank you so much! I mean it, for everything. I should be dead right now but you, you took pity on me and helped this poor bandit out. I promise I will never betray you master.”

“Woah there sugar cube, I’m no one's master.” Despite her protest, which storm ignored completely, the mare simply got smiled and got to work, picking up her corrosive assault rifle and putting a bit of distance between her and Len before standing guard. With the mask she pulled over her face she actually looked very imposing, even more so than the royal guard, though that wasn't to hard in all honesty.

Gilda snickered at her friend who was sighing heavily in exasperation. “Hey, cheer up boss, she makes for a good pony ward. Doubt they’d go bothering someone with a guard like that following her around.” Len only gave an even heavier sigh as she turned to get back to her to her projects such as a good means for transportation. She always did like the bandit technical, it had a certain feel of character to it... or maybe that was just the way it looked like it belonged to a bunch of homicidal psychopaths.

Just as Len was about to pull up the schematics to study them a guard flew in and landed a respectable distance away from her. She couldn’t tell if it was because of her delight in kill-no, slaughtering or if it was just a respect thing. In all honesty she believed it to be a bit of both but mostly the former.

“Miss Heartworthy, you seem to have a visitor in your private chambers.” Len groaned as she stood from her workstation.

“Please tell me its not another perverted noble that simply demanded to see me. I thought I made it clear that I’m a very violent women when I deck the last one.”

“I believe you'll need to see this one for yourself m’lady, though I can assure you that it isn’t another noble.” This honestly got Len’s attention and made her very curious to see who else could possibly want to see her. She hopped up and sighed as Storm was immediately at her side. She shot a powerful glare at Gilda who did the same, a cheeky grin set upon her face.

...

Len kicked open her doors uncaringly and strode in... onyl to do a double take at the sight of her geust before shooting him a bit of a glare. “You?! You're my surprise visitor?!” She growld as she looked upon the very man who had sold her the ECHO communicator in the first place.only this time instead of a stand he had a huge furry beast.

“Yeah, that would be me. So, what’ll be kid? I got items from all across the multiverse, just name it and I’ve probably got it.” He said.

Len stopped her train of thought realizing something. “Wait, you’re one of the actual merchants from League of Legends aren’t you?” Her jaw tried its best to hit the floor as he nodded. Then the possibilities of what she could buy firm this guy kicked in. “Well, in that case, I think I have a few ideas of what I can buy. How about, just for starters, a sparrow from Destiny and an uncursed Frostmourne capable of channeling and enhancing my magical capabilities.”

The merchant only laughed. “Is that all? Easy as pie.” with the snap of his fingers her requested items sat in her room, the sparrow by the bed and the frostmourne on the bed. “Speaking of pie, a little birdy told me you make some great pie, ya know, if one were to be having trouble, y’know, sealing the deal with a girl or two?”

Len smirked at the merchant, producing a magically preserved pie from her inventory. “You mean this bad boy? Slip me a 20% discount and I’ll sell you the recipe. I actually had the mind to have it recorded so everything i did can be repeated till I learned it on my own. Been saving this one since yesterday to give to my marefriend.”

“Ah, great minds do think alike. Hmm, you know what, I’m feeling generous and my adventures life in the bedroom isn't going so well at the moment.” The merchant thought it over for a few more seconds before beaming a huge smile at his customer. “Very well then, settle for a 15% discount and you’ve got yourself a deal. Heck, i’ll even throw in one item for free. ANy time you want my friend.”

“Deal, and I think I know what I want that free item to be. I need to build a new robot, but not just any robot, a robot with an AI. So how about hooking me up with an AI? That or some form of metal stronger than titanium cause this robot has to be tough.”

The merchant grinned before snapping his fingers again. “There, a new AI ANNND some special alloids stronger than titanium, magic resistant to. Consider it a gift my friend.” Len beamed a thankful smile to the merchant as she went to say something only to be interrupted.

“Hey, I noticed that you haven’t had any Displaced encounters yet, well, other than the other one living in your world. Haven’t found any token yet I assume.” He questioned with a raised brow.

Len shot the merchant a confused look, not a clue of what he could be talking about until it finally hit her speeding simmie. “Wait, you mean there are others besides me and Jax. And what, I suppose they live in alternate universes across the multiverse?” The merchant nodded with a smile. “Oh.... wow, thats pretty awesome actually.”

“Yes, it is. Now then, a token is an item sent out into the multiverse by a displaced that allows other displaced to summon them to their world. Sort of like that one shout in skyrim, call of valor, except more precise with who you’re bringing. Here are some examples of tokens right here.” He pulled out a few tokens, all of them unique in their own way, such as a unitrix core, a plumbers badge, and a photo of some girl taking a selfie.

“These are so cool. And you said each of them can summon another displaced to my world? Thats badass dude.”

“Yeah, I know right, and it's good for my business to. So, what will your calling card be, huh?” Len tapped her chin in thought, she honestly didn’t know what to use. Whatever is was, it had to be unique, useful even, and totally show off who she was. A glance at herself in the mirror gave her just that.

“Well, I always did love these type of things for style purposes. Fashionable and functional makes a great combo.” She strode over to her nightstand and pulled out a pair of oggels identical to the ones on top of her head. “Theses are perfect for this.” She quickly made her way back tot eh merchant with a wide grin. “So, now what?”

“Now, you chant your oath into them and send them on their way. Trust me, It’ll just come to ya.”

Len looked a little nervous now, and a bit unsure of herself. What could she possibly say, she wasn’t very good with speeches and public speaking, not to mention the fact that she only gets the one chance to get this right. WIth a calming breath she did what she had been doing since the moment t she got here, what she always did when she didn’t know what to do or how to handle something, she winged it.

Len closed her eyes as she spoke, immediately putting her more at ease with herself as the words flowed from her lips.

“I, am the Equestrian Badass. If you’re a good guy(relatively speaking) and need a partner to shoot and loot the hell out of your enemies, give me a call and we’ll have them shitting themselves by nightfall. I also like to hang and explore too, and no I’m not crazy....ok maybe a tiny bit psychotic but only a tiny bit....relatively speaking.

~Len out~”

As she finished her big oath, which was probably a bit lengthy in all honesty, her goggles floated into the air before disappearing a flash of light. The merchant clapped at her, which she couldn’t tell if it was genuine or him mocking her a little. “Not bad kid, not bad. Now, lets get back to business. That’ll be....hmm... 1,627,321 bits.” He waited patiently for her to procure said bits with a grin at her dropped jaw.

“W-wow, thats a lot of bits, well, good thing I have plenty of cash to spare.” A display of her purchase popped up in front of her before she accepted and the exact amount was withdrawn from her personal stash of bits, considering how well she was paid by the Celestia and Luna, not to mention all the recent psycho bandit activity, she could easily spare the amount of coin he was asking for. She even transferred him a few hundred more just because she was pleased with the service.

“Ooh, a tip? I’m liking you more and more already. Plus the video, I think you’re going to be my best customer yet.” He grinned happily at her, more than pleased to do business with her. Len was happy for him when a voice spoke out from her arm., startling her.

“Oh, so you're the generous kind of person. Well it is a pleasure to meet you master.”

“What the? Oh hell no, I’m tired of people calling me master! This ain't going down like this!” Len shouted.

Her arm whimpered, as strange as that sounds, before replying in a saddened tone that nearly broke Len’s heart. “B-but I like calling you master.” Len groaned, trying hard to choke back the feels that her AI’s sudden sadness brought upon her.

“Ugh, fine, but I’m more like a mother don’t you think?”

Silence, that's what filled the room as they waited for the AI to process this information. A silence that was broken by an all too familiar gasp that Len hadn't expected to hear for another thousand years. The famous Pinkie Pie gasp, in fact, now that she thought about it the AI sounded oddly similar to the pink party mare that had yet to be born. For some reason a chill ran down her spine and Len couldn't tell it was a good sign or a bad one which worried her a little.

"I have a mommy?! Yay, I have a mommy!" Her next words she not a chill down even the merchants spine and Luna on the other side of the castle.

"This calls for a party!" The words to echo through the very halls themselves spreading realization and a feeling of unease.

"Holy Ashvatha, what have we made?" The merchant asked in a complete stupor. The moment he came to his séances he packed his thing and hopped on his large and wooly ride. "Good luck, I feel that you're gonna need it." Those were his parting words before he fled through a portal leaving Own with her new 'daughter'.

"Well, now now that he's gone what's your name kid?" Len asked as she picked up her new sword and strapped it to her side and hopped on her sparrow.

"I don't have one yet mommy. You haven't given me my name yet." The AI answered in gleeful anticipation.

Len thought for a moment. She Age anted to give her a badass name, one that would sound good baking out on the battlefield whenever she finally made a body for her AI. She grinned as a name came to her. "Desolation, that shall be your name. Now come along Desolation, we have much to do. Plus, I think you need to meet your other mother." A second Pinkie worthy gasp sounded out as they prepared to take off, Storm hopping on as well, only to be interrupted by a panting guard.

“Attack...oh Celestia,...Need help....Bandits and... oh sweet Celestia my lungs are burning...Gryphons working together....why didn’t I just teleport here, damn it?” The guard wheezed out before collapsing. I gave him a nod before sighing.

“These sons of bitches just had to attack the day I’m busy getting caught up on all my projects. Come on girls, we got some bandit ass to kick.” It was disturbingly cute when Desolation Cheered like a happy pinkie as we took off to go kill a few people. The cuteness obviously outweighed the disturbing...ness. Whelp, at least this’ll be fun.