Author's Notes:

Assisted, edited, and featured with my good friend GameAssassin

As Tumor flew many miles above Ponyville, he looked down at the little town.; Scouting the area for danger. For he was the Hero of Ponyville. He was their staunch protector, he- "What the fuck are you doing? I'm up here taking a nap."

[Exactly, I'm mocking you because you look like a fucking loser just hovering around up there doing absolutely nothing.]

"And you're sitting at a computer screen doing pretty much he same thing as me."

[No, while you've got you head in the clouds whilst having your brain shut down, which is very stupid by the by, ponies have helicopters, I'm sitting here completely awake and working on a project in an attempt to entertain people.]

"You mean you're sitting here typing out a load of shit because you're so bored and fucked up on your new meds that you feel you have nothing better to do."

[Sweetheart, just because you're mind works similarly to mine, that doesn't mean we're identical.]

"I don't understand what you're getting at."

[In this case I'm kind of like your father and you're my mentally challenged son.]

"Who the fuck are you calling mentally challenged, small-dick wonder?"

[You're one to talk about small, last time I checked I never included even the slightest description of your genitals, which in turn technically means that you don't have any.]

"How about I hop out of this screen and beat the fuck out of you and you're little boyfriend GameAssassin!"

[And like that, I have an Idea.]

What, you gonna sit their with your thumb up you ass to help relive the...butt.....hurt....What's with the colored text? I thought that only happened when-

It's a special occasion so shut your ugly mouth

And just what are you planning to-

*Poof*...Aw, what the fuck is this?! I was winning!

Winning what?

Mortal Kombat

DUDE! Do you have the new one?

Can someone please explain what the fuck is going on here!?

Right, sorry. Tumor, this is GameAssassin; Game, tumor.

Leach Boy! How's it going buddy? Been a good little bitch for Lord Evil lately?

*You son of a-* Charged and energy pulse and unleashes it GameAssassin.*

*The pulse is reflected off of him and sent back at Tumor*

*Is struck by the blast and sent backwards, as he is unable to drain any sort of energy originating from him. He lands on his back with a grunt* What the hell!?

Probably should have mentioned this, now that my buddy game is here, he has his own little abilities, a mirror effect.

A mirror effect?

Yeah, whatever you throw at him is basically reflected back at you, dip shit.

Oh really? *Climbs back to feet, his hands glowing bright red as he readied himself.* Let's see his ass reflect this! *Throws arms back as his arms begin to shine brightly up to his shoulders* Ka-me-ha-me-ha motherfucker! *Both ars launch forward, firing one large red beam of energy at them*

And forth wall! *Poof* [Fuck you, bitch]

*Sigh* *Holds up arm, reflecting the beam upward and angling it downward until it comes into contact with Tumors head*

Is stuck with his own intense energy blast and is forced several yard backwards, this time slamming into a tree* ...ow...fuck!....

*Poof* Well damn...Way to be! *Fist bump*

*Fist bump*

*Pulls himself off of the ground and starts walking back*

You really are slow, aren't you. No wonder Sebastian seems to have more common sense; Hell, even Jack can craft a hog out of this underdeveloped world.

*Stops and waits* What the fuck? Why isn't my drain working!?

He has a mirror effect; Do I have to fucking spell it out for him. Whatever you throw at him will be reflected back at you. When you do that you two would basically be draining each other while restoring yourselves at the same time. That power is completely negated.

I've had enough of this! *Raises fist to throw a punch*

Sit the fuck down! *Conjures residual energy from the previous attacks, using them to send a sonic boom at Tumor*

*Is once again blasted back, this time hitting the ground instantly and making a large crater-like line in the ground beneath them stretching almost half a mile*...fuck...

Get Rekt!

*Get's back to his feet and charges*

You might wanna duck *Drops to the ground*

Why?

Just trust me

*Drops*

*Waits for Game to reach the ground before swinging a wooden bat at Tumor's head.*

*The bat breaks as it makes contact with Tumors skull and he collapses, unconscious.*

*Throws down arms, flexing as he lets out a VERY audible battle cry.*

What's with the bat?

Insurance

Insurance

Insurance?

Eeyup.

Okay? Anyway, what's up Jack? How you doing?

I'm cool man, just saw you guys having some issues with this motherfucker, thought I'd help out.

Seems legit

Good enough

Precisely...hey, you guys wanna dump his body in the swamp?

FUCK YEAH!!!

-After wrapping Tumor in a carpet, our heroes were off to froggy bottom bog where the would dump the body of Jack's brother-

One three, okay? One...*swing* Three!
-They all release the rug-wrapped conduit and let him fall into the water-

Wow, that was actually pretty fun!

Good to know that you find committing crimes and covering up a murder entertaining you sick bastard

Yeah, what the fuck's wrong with you?

But he can't die!

Yes he can, I know, I made him.

So you're saying we killed him?

No, I'm saying that being underwater is killing him

Oh shit, if he dies that fucking explosion is gonna happen again

...oh shit!
[And we're gonna end this part of the story with a cliffhanger then completely ignore it because I'm just that much of an asshole. Hope you all are enjoying, sorry for late posts I'm going through some medical shit and I might need to go to the hospital for a bit. Deuces Bitch!]