Soarin rubbed his temples. As far as he could realise, he just fell down the building with the torn body of the creature formerly know as the Mother of All The Fish People. At least the carcass cushioned his fall, though he wished it’d smell better.

What was more, when he stood up, he saw Rainbow Dash standing in front of him, wrapped in a white towel that revealed more than it covered.

“Am I… dead?” Soarin asked.

Rainbow Dash smiled, wrapping her arm around him. “Dude, I most certainly hope not…”

The beach looked like a proper battlefield. Mostly because it had been a battlefield, just a few hours earlier. Bodies of fish people were lying on the sand or floating in water. The pier ended up as a pile of broken wood shards and the boulevard got almost completely obliterated by bombs. Smoke still filled the area, littered with bomb craters. The only thing that was still standing was a board saying, “Don’t throw rubbish, dead bodies, or turn this place into a fucking warzone, please.”

Paisley crawled from under the pile of wood, trying to get her bearings. After a while, she was joined by Captain Planet, who sat next to her, watching the blood-coloured sea.

“So, I guess they didn’t like the idea of integration?” Paisley muttered, picking up the piece of a broken transparent.

“Most definitely not,” Captain Planet replied, groaning and checking if he still had all the limbs. “What happened to the rest?”

Paisley gritted her teeth. “I think Fluttershy and Sweet Leaf ran away, those weaklings. Tree Hugger either got shot or fish people mistook her for one of them and took her with them. Will we petition to everyone that this should be considered genocide?”

“I don’t think fish people had the best PR in the world.” Captain Planet shrugged. “But don’t worry, I already have a new idea.”

“What’s that?”

“The very appearance of fish people was an effect of ocean pollution!” Captain Planet stood up only to groan and collapse when it turned out that one of his feet was missing. “We should fight it! Let’s get Sandalwood out of the hospital, Starlight from jail, Fluttershy and Sweet Leaf from wherever they are and blow up some ocean-polluting company!”

“Oh yeah,” Paisley said. “Nothing makes me feel better than an explosion!”

At the same moment, one of the unexploded bombs decided to explode, littering them with splinters from the pier. At least both of them were too cool to look at explosions; otherwise, the splinters would end up in their eyes.

“Okay…” Captain Planet rubbed his back. “We’ll go, after we take those out…”

Rarity sighed and looked through the window, before pouring herself another glass of whisky. While London was nice, she would give everything for the better weather. So far, it rained twice this week. First time for three days and then for four more.

She put the whisky on the table and staggered towards her sewing machine. Somehow, the clothes she was making while drunk were considered more avantgarde than the ones she made while sober.

Suddenly, someone knocked at the door. Rarity cleared her throat, straightened her clothes, and hid the whisky in the cupboard before opening. What she saw made her think that she should really give up alcohol.

“Hello, sis!” Sweetie Belle exclaimed, walking into Rarity’s room, completely wet and covered in seaweed, starfish, and other sea creatures. “It took me a while to swim to you… And I met those lovely girls on the way… Somewhere around Nicaragua.”

“Morocco,” the blue girl Rarity recognised as Sonata Dusk said. “Also, it took us a while to swim around Africa.”

Aria nodded. “Yeah, that orange one dumped us by Madagascar, thinking it was Somalia.”

“Too bad,” Adagio said. “We’d be closer to Egypt.” She walked into Rarity’s room and sat in the armchair. “We’ll stay here for a while. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Can they stay?” Sweetie Belle asked. “Please! I swear, I won’t take drugs anymore.”

“I found whisky,” Aria said.

“I found peanut butter!” Sonata exclaimed, her head stuck in the fridge.

Rarity’s face reddened. “Bloody hell…” she muttered. “Whoever is responsible for that… I’ll get you!”

The newly-made doll of Sweetie Belle was sitting on the top shelf. It had a great view on two dolls depicting Twilight Sparkle, two dolls of Sunset Shimmer, and a doll of Trixie sitting on the large bed, along with their real-life counterparts. The floor was littered with their clothes, empty bottles, and a few pizza boxes.

“It was a great idea with those dolls.” pony Sunset picked up on of the Twilight dolls and rubbed its crotch. “Who am I pleasuring now?”

“Me.” Human Twilight blushed, giggling and covering herself with a blanket.

“I was thinking…” Trixie muttered. “Who could perform that sex ritual which summoned fish people?”

Human Twilight blushed even more. “Me, I guess.”

“How?” Human Sunset asked. “From what you’ve told me, no dude ever went there before those shenanigans with dwarves…”

“With Spike and peanut butter…” Twilight giggled.

Pony Sunset stopped rubbing the doll and looked at Twilight. “Spike the dog? I’m now judging you and I let Rainbow Dash pee in my mouth.”

Twilight groaned. "I really didn't need or want to know that second part."

"But that's what friends are for," Sunset replied.

"Peeing in each other's mouths?"

Sunset shrugged. "I meant sharing secrets, but that too."

“You know, girls…” Pony Twilight tried to stand up. Unfortunately, Trixie’s butt was firmly placed on her legs. “I need to go. My friends are probably worried.”

“Oh, go fuck yourself…” Trixie chuckled.

“I already did. Four times.” Twilight laughed, looking at her fingers. “I guess I’ll stay a bit longer. I could use a vacation. And those.” She looked at both Sunsets. “But no peeing in the mouth.”

“Sure, but you’ll stay until you learn to recognise me and Sunny by the taste alone.” Human Sunset pulled Twilight towards herself. “Hmm, we should invite over some dude. I’m not even that gay to begin with.”

“But who?” Trixie shrugged. “Sentry is married, not to mention that every single guy would explode just by seeing us all together. If you’re bored, I can invite my bandmates.” She grabbed a doll of herself and licked it, shuddering. “Or maybe… Twilight, is there a Trixie where you live?”

“There is,” pony Twilight replied. “She once enslaved the whole town with Alicorn Amulet. And recently, she became friends with Starlight Glimmer.”

“You mean, that strange girl who sells Che Guevara t-shirts?” Trixie shook her head. “The other Trixie has weird tastes.” She smirked. “But Trixie is pretty sure she could make everyone her slaves…”

Human Sunset leaned over and smacked Trixie’s ass. “Be my slave first, sweetheart…”

Silver Spoon looked into the snow globe and shook it, watching the snow fall on the miniature Canterlot High. She turned her head to look at Diamond Tiara lying on the bed next to her. The constant beeping of Diamond’s heart monitor was getting on her nerves, but when she first tried switching it off, the nurses got really pissed, so she stopped.

She heard the door opening and raised her head. The nurse that walked in was short, had long, puffy read hair and purple glasses. Silver could swear she’d seen her before. It took her a while till she realised where.

“Twist?” Silver Spoon asked. “What are you doing here?”

“After sending Apple Bloom here, you also end up in the hospital.” Twist locked the door and walked to the bed. “That’s karma coming back. You know what else comes back? Me.”

Silver Spoon felt that her throat was dry. “What are you going to do?”

Twist chuckled, producing a syringe the size of her arm. “Well, my dear Silvy… I am your new nurse. And you must be dying to know what meds I prepared for you…”

Silver Spoon screamed.

Author's Notes:

I guess they'll be fine. Twist believes there are worse things than death.