Alright, who decided it was a good idea for Microsoft, Apple, and Google to merge into a single megacorporation to face off against YouTwitFace on the market?

"Holy crap, where's that voice coming from?" Anon mused, looking up from mowing the lawn with LawnPo.

"Eh." Miss Stabby-Stab shrugged. "Ignore the guy. He'll only annoy you."

Butter Knife proceeded to be smacked in the face by a stray tennis racket launched via Ego Boost's Alicron-mounted mini-trebuchet.

"HEY!"

But seriously. MicrAppGoo? Sounds like my crap goo, if you ask me. Are they trying to one-up YouTwitFace or something?

"Mister Narrator." Butter Knife deadpanned as she did an interwebz, "Youtube is owned by Google."

'Dunno 'bout you, Angst Sandwich, but this is my story universe, and so YouTwitFace and MicrAppGoo are competitors.

"You just admitted to being the one who decided it was a good idea for those three companies to merge."

Well, darnit.

Butter Knife pulled out a MicrAppGoo iLumiPixelPhone and started watching edgy meme videos. Because that's what all edgelords do... right?

"Whatever."

The Pony of Culture

"Ah, so you're a mare of culture as well, I see."

Stabby Stick whipped around to find herself face-to-face with a chubby earth pony colt, of whom donned a Dorito bag as a hat. "What do you want." She deadpanned, turning back to focus on watching the carnage of an enraged Alicron chasing Anon after the alicorn's lawn was mowed just .0000000167 seconds too late. All the while Ego Boost continued to fawn over the pimped-out Alicorn of Time.

The chubby pony bowed, tipping the crusty Dorito bag as he ignored the crumbs that tumbled out. "I only wish to teach myself the ways of your culture, ma'am."

Butter Knife snorted. "Well, you're ma'am up the wrong pony. Go bother Ego Boost or something. Heck, take on LawnPo for all I care."

The colt shook his head. "Neigh," he neighed, "The ones you call Ego Boost and LawnPo are lesser beings. You, however, are the epitome of grace and existence. Your horny top-hat brings great joy to my eyes, as do the silver and gold that you don atop your red-and-black coat."

Dead Parents raised a brow.

"I am greatly sorrowed if I may have offended you, Great Pony of Edge," The colt bowed again, "For I have entirely forgotten to introduce myself. I am the Pony of Culture, as you can already tell by my magnificent hat. Though, you may call me Bob. I come from--"

"You do realize that your hat is a crusty bag of Doritos, right?"

Bob gasped. "Do not insult the Pony of Culture's great culture!"

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Just don't tempt me to stab you or anything if you stick around."

The Pony of Culture's eyes lit up. "Why yes, I won't forget such wise words! Um... may I call you senpai?"

Butter Knife froze in horror.

RESET!

*Explosion noises*

"What."

Hey Butter Knife. Hey, hey.

"What."

Guess what?

"WHAT?!"

I made sure to keep all of your buddies before resetting everything. Also, welcome back to your nesting box house thing.

"ACK!"

"My my, this corrugation makes your gift-wrapped box house stand out so well!"

Author's Notes:

idk.

Universe Implosion!

Oh hey, Butter Knife. Enjoying your final moments?

Snark Stuff frowned, pulling off her sunglasses. "F... final moments?"

Well, considering how your world is about to go boom and all, I figured that I'd might as well group y'all together so you'd have some peace and company.

"Butter Knife..." Ego Boost whispered, appearing beside the mare, "Look up at the sky... It's amazing, isn't it?"

Butter Knife remained silent.

"JUST LIKE YOUR FACE, BUTTERY! IT'S SO GLAAAAAAAAAMOUROUS!"

Butter Knife facehoofed.

Anyways, Anon already left the story universe, and Alicron kinda got absorbed into time itself. As for LawnPo, they pretty much just ascended to godhood.

"What about the Pony of Culture?" Stabby-Stabberkins mused, putting her sunglasses back on and shoving Ego Boost aside.

Oh, that guy? I shoved the poor sap back through the portal that he came through. He was crying into his Dorito bag.

Butter Knife snorted. "Well, serves him right."

So it's just you and Ego Boost now. And me.

"WHAT THE FFFFFFFF--"

*universe implosion noses*

Author's Notes:

And with that, we bring the insanity to a close, techie-style. What's that, you may ask? Imploding and/or exploding the story universe. Congrats if you survived through this mind-melting insanity.