The sun was setting when Havoc got bored of running through the air as a magical Christmas reindeer. At first he had just enjoyed the flying, but soon he found himself thinking about what to do next. Discord had told him that there was no way for him to be with Diane without harming her, so staying around Trottingham wasn’t an option. Then he realized that, if Discord had convinced Celestia and Luna to allow him to stay in Equestria, he could go to Ponyville and learn what else had happened to the ponies since he last saw them. He didn’t know if Discord’s release had been the finale of season 3, so he was curious about it. He decided to go to Ponyville and, afterwards, going to Granite Back to check on the diamond dogs and see why Discord had suggested him to go there. He landed and, turning into his tree-man form, he rooted his feet to the ground and soon fell asleep.

The sunrise woke him up from a dreamless sleep, and he quickly turned into teen dragon and flew towards Ponyville. He soon realized that Ponyville was rather distant, and it would take him days to arrive at his current pace. ‘A random enough trick could make me reach Ponyville in seconds, but what? I don’t have enough energy now to teleport there, even if I did some sort of retarded teleport like coming out of a pony’s bellybutton... Turning into a plane or something like that is suicide… Maybe knocking on a random door that will make a door in Ponyville sound and, when they open it, it’ll be as a portal from my position to theirs? No, that would take even more energy than teleporting… What if… What if I just take a lot of chaos energy from the nearest village and simply teleport there? … Yes, that’s what I’m going to do. I’ll troll some ponies until I have enough energy to teleport without reaching Ponyville powerless, because that town is always being attacked by monsters and stuff.’

The sky was clear, without a single cloud on it, so Havoc flew upwards until he noticed that he had to beat his wings twice as fast to avoid falling. Hugging himself due to the cold, he looked to the ground and found a small town less than thirty kilometers away. ‘That town is either Colton or Ponysfield. Now, what could cause lots of chaos in that town, without everypony blaming me for it? Nothing related to screwing with physics of nature… Maybe make ponies fight each other? Or exploit their herd instinct? Expose just how racist there horses are?’

By the time he reached the town, Havoc had come up with something that might be considered a plan. He landed near the town’s outskirts and transformed into an old, white bearded, red-coated unicorn with a shepherd’s crook as his cutie mark. He was wearing a white tunic and a red mantlet, and he had saddlebags with old books in them. He spoke a few words until he managed to sound like a wise old man, and then he entered the town. Walking with a slow but sure pace and with his eyes gleaming with determination, he drawed the towns’ residents attention as he approached the city center. By the time he reached it, a small crowd of curious foals was following him. He climbed to a large wooden box and began to loudly talk so everypony in the area could hear him.

“Ponies of Colton! Do not be afraid; for behold, I, Rogan, bring you good news of great joy which will be for all the ponies!” he boomed, his beard and mane blowing with a wind he had conjured with his own magic. “Faust hath shared Her holy wisdom with me. Come, gather around me so I can show you the Light. For I know the plans She has for us. Plans to prosper us and not to harm us, plans to give us hope and a future. Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of Faust’s mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to Faust—this is your spiritual act of worship!”

“Wait, what?” asked one of the ponies who was closest to Havoc when he urged them to offer their bodies as sacrifices.

“WOLOLOOOOOO!” Havoc chanted, and the first line of ponies suddenly turned into red-coated ponies. These ponies turned back to face the non-converted ponies and repeated Havoc’s chant.

“Wololo! Wololo! Wololo!” they all said, making even more ponies turn red.

Havoc joined them in their converting spree, shouting “wololo” at anypony who hadn’t been turned red yet and gorging on the chaos energy that was being created.

As the non-converted ponies’ numbers dimmed due to being wololoed or managing to escape, less and less chaos reached Havoc. When the number of red ponies that wandered aimlessly, looking for a new target, became noticeably big, Havoc spoke again.

“You have done a great deed today!” he proclaimed. “Now, my brothers and sisters, you must guide me to the closest apple tree so we can please Faust with our devotion and our offerings!”

The ponies walked as a single being towards the nearest apple tree, which happened to be just behind one of the buildings that faced the square where Havoc had started his preaching. He placed himself between the apple tree and talked to them again.

“Look at your coats. They are red now. Red like blood, red like love, red like life. Red like Faust’s glorious mane! Now watch the apple, red and full of life! Truly, this is a fruit blessed by the Glory of Faust herself! Sisters and brothers, we must show Faust that we appreciate her Love above all else. Say it with me: I love apples! I love apples! I love apples!”

The ponies soon started to repeat his words as a chorus. As they did, Havoc hugged the tree with his forelegs. They chorus’ voices became louder and louder until they were shouting at the top of their lungs.

“I LOVE APPLES! I LOVE APPLES! I LOVE APPLES!”

When the ponies reached their maximum volume, a glowing red apple appeared out of nowhere and fell towards Havoc’s head, who took a bite out of it midair. As soon as he did, he found himself hugging a completely different apple tree. This apple tree was in the middle of a snow-covered orchard, surrounded by several more apple trees.

‘I can’t believe this shitty plan worked so well… Wait, I recognize this apple tree! Wow, this is the same apple tree I slept on when I first came to Ponyville… This tree is on to me, I better get away from it.’

Meanwhile, back in Colton, a crowd of no longer hypnotised ponies dispersed, wondering why they were all staring at an apple tree.

Turning into his owl form, Havoc quickly gained altitude and tried to find Fluttershy’s cottage. He spent the next hour trying to remember where the cottage was supposed to be, the snow that covered the whole place covering any landmark that could have guided him, until he found it by pure chance. Landing in front of the door, he returned to his original form and politely knocked on the door.

“I’m coming,” he heard Fluttershy say just loud enough so he could register her words. A faint flapping noise grew louder until the yellow pegasus opened the door. When she did, she reeled back with a mix of shock and fear. “Oh my,” she whispered.

“Good morning, Fluttershy,” Havoc said, trying to sound as friendly as possible. “I’m sorry for showing up without warning, but I wonder if I could talk to you for a few minutes.”

“S-sure, please come in, Havoc, was it?” she said as she led him to a large sofa where Angel the Bunny was sitting. “Do you want some tea and pastries?”

“No, thanks,” Havoc dismissed her offer, gently grabbing Angel with his paw and sitting on the sofa. “I’ll cut to the chase. Yesterday Discord visited me and we had the weirdest conversation ever. Is he really a good guy now?” Angel bit Havoc’s finger, so his gentle grasp on the bunny stopped being so gentle. In fact, the little bunny began to struggle because he couldn’t breathe.

“I am certain that he is,” Fluttershy replied. “He’s still new to having friends, and his chaotic nature is still with him. However, he is my friend, and I know he won’t do anything that could hurt our friendship.”

“That’s great,” Havoc said, and he stopped a few seconds when he noticed a Discord-shaped lamp next to him. “...I needed to know, thank you, Fluttershy. I owe you a favour, now that he is your friend I don’t have to be afraid of how is he going to try to kill me next.”

“Actually… There is something you could do to help me, and I would really appreciate it,” Fluttershy added. “If it’s not much to ask, that is.”

“I’ll do my best to help.”

Fluttershy nodded and led him upstairs. Havoc dropped Angel, who gasped with anxiety, and followed her to her bedroom, but he stopped mid step on the frame of the door when he saw her fly to her bed and sit on it. ‘Oh God oh God oh God oh God oh God oh God! What does she want to do on the bed?!!!’ his mind went into overdrive.

“You see, the problem is that Discord forgot to return everything to normal when he left,” Fluttershy explained, to Havoc’s instant relief and disappointment. “Whenever anypony steps on the floor of the bedroom… Well, try yourself.”

Only when he was sure that Fluttershy didn’t want to do THAT with him did he feel Discord’s magic on the floor of the room. Cautiously, he stepped into the room, and as soon as he did, a familiar song could be heard in the room.

“Yeah, I can see how this might become annoying after a few days,” Havoc said. “Alright, let’s see what I can do.”

Focusing, he tried to suck Discord’s chaos energy out of the room. At first nothing happened, but after a few seconds he began to absorb a trickle of energy, and it felt like trying to drink a really thick milshake with a small straw. Little by little, the trickle grew into a current of energy that soon could be seen by the naked eye as several golden tendrils thinner than a hair entering his body, and the song’s volume diminished. The process lasted less than a minute, and when Havoc tried walking again no song was played.

“Hm… That was surprisingly easy,” Havoc said.

“Thank you so much, Havoc,” Fluttershy said, smiling. “I asked Twilight if she could do something about it, but even with her alicorn magic she couldn’t do nothing to stop it.”

“Well, chaos magic is very... Wait, what was that about alicorn magic?”

“Oh, I thought you would already know. You see, a few weeks ago Twilight managed to create a completely new brand of magic by completing a spell made by Starswirl the Bearded,” Fluttershy began to talk faster and louder in excitement. “When she did, the Elements sparked to life and took her away. She appeared a few moments later with wings on her back! And Princess Celestia also arrived and said that she was now a princess, too!”

Fluttershy heard a sound similar to a glass breaking come from inside Havoc’s head. Then his eyes turned pitch black for a second, only to turn into a deep blue with white letters on them. Curious, she flew closer to his head to read them. She found that both eyes displayed the same text:

“Oh my…” she whispered, blushing. Then she frowned. “If this is a joke, it’s not funny.”

Havoc stood there, immobile, and when Fluttershy poked him he didn’t react. The pegasus decided to resume her chores until Havoc got bored of standing still, and she had almost forgotten about him when, twenty minutes later, she heard a noise like she had never heard before coming from her bedroom. She quickly flew there and found that Havoc’s eyes were normal again but inexpressive, and his mouth was producing that sound. When the sound stopped, Havoc blinked and looked at her.

“Is everything alr-”

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” Havoc loudly shouted, as he slammed Fluttershy’s bedroom’s door closed, only to open it again. When he did, the door no longer led to the rest of Fluttershy’s cottage. Instead, it acted as a portal between Ponyville’s Library and the bedroom. Fluttershy could see Twilight and Spike on the other side, startled by their sudden appearance.

“UNACCEPTABLE!” Havoc shrieked as he pointed at Twilight, and then he grabbed Fluttershy by the tail and bursted into the library, the door closing behind them and vanishing. “HASBRO! YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS!” He immediately started firing energy burst in random directions, which turned whatever they hit into lava lamps.

“Fluttershy!” Twilight screamed. “What’s going on?!”

“RUINED FOREVER. YOU HAVE RUINED IT FOREVER. Let’s see how many toys you sell when they all have HUGE HORSECOCKS!”

Energy beams surged from Havoc’s hand, aimed at Fluttershy and Twilight. The latter rose a barrier that blocked the attack, but the former wasn’t so lucky.

“Eep!” Fluttershy gasped as she noticed the new, throbbing addition to her body, which was so large that it could boop her nose if she looked down.

“Spike, close your eyes!” Twilight ordered, flustered, then she turned to face Havoc.“You, stop this madness!”

“I think his name was Havoc,” Spike commented, his hands covering his eyes.

“Right. Havoc! Stop this madness or I’ll do it myself!”

“NEVER!” Havoc shouted back, and then he teleported behind her and grabbed her wings.

“What are you doing?! NO!” she said, trying to turn her head and hit him with a spell, realizing that a magically powerful and clearly deranged being had grabbed her delicate wings.

A *POP* sound was heard as Havoc pulled Twilight’s wings, and suddenly they were no longer attached to her body. Havoc then placed them on the sides of his head, and they magically became part of his body.

“There, problem solved,” he said, relaxing.

“Hey, give them back!” Twilight complained, too confused by the draconequus’ antics to do anything else.

“No, I’m saving the show.”

“What are you talking about? Just give me back my wings!”

“Nope!” Havoc said, and then he darted out of the Library, Twilight’s wings flapping on his head.

Twilight and Spike chased him as he sprinted through the snow-covered town, while Fluttershy was too shocked by her new body part to leave the Library. He had apparently forgotten that he could use his wings to get away from them, so he clumsily ran on all fours. Most Ponyvillians who saw them just went on with their daily business, as they had grown used to the amount of insane stuff that happened in their town. Others screamed in fright, though.

Havoc’s legs led him to Rarity’s boutique. He barged into the building and tackled Rarity as soon as spotted her working on a dress.

“AAAAAH!” she shrieked in a high-pitched tone. “Unhand me, you ruffian!”

Havoc detached the wings from his head and placed them on Rarity’s back. “There, now YOU are a princess.”

“Wahaha!”

Rarity’s pupils were reduced to pinpricks when she realized she could feel and move the purple wings on her back. The ex-alicorn and baby dragon chasing Havoc ran into the boutique and then Havoc teleported away.

“Rarity! Are you hurt?” Twilight asked.

“Don’t worry, I’m perfectly fine… But it seems that somepony thinks I should be the alicorn instead of you… Can you undo this? I would rather keep everything the way it’s meant to be.”

“I don’t know, we know so little about chaos magic! I fear I will hurt you if I try to remove the wings or stop the spell that he has placed on them. I doubt he’s powerful enough to make this change permanent, but I would rather not learn how long will his changes last or what will happen to you and me when the wings stop being affected by his magic. Let’s move before he goes too far away!”

Havoc, in the meanwhile, had reached Sugarcube Corner and was struggling to squeeze through its door. The ponies inside seemed to be too confused by the annoyed draconequus’ antics to be afraid of him.

“Damn it, how come I could use all those other doors and now I can’t walk through THIS one in particular?” he muttered, until he decided to shrink himself with magic. “So, this is Sugarcube Corner, right?”

“T-that’s right, s-sir,” Carrot Cake, the earth pony who owned the store answered. “H-how may I serve you?”

“Hm… I have a craving for chocolate. I’ll have one of those birthday party cakes behind you.”

“Of course, sir. That will be twenty-nine bits.”

Havoc facepalmed. “Great, I forgot to take any money with me when I left Trottingham. Damn, I really wanted some of that delicious cake. Well, I think I’ll leave, then. I’m probably scaring away customers.”

Havoc walked towards the door when a voice he recognized very well called him by his name. For a very brief moment, he was convinced that it was Diane who had somehow followed him; but he knew it was only Pinkie Pie. He couldn’t help but notice the subtle differences between the original and her copy. Diane had lost some weight after months living as a Merry Mare and not living in a bakery, so Pinkie was noticeable chubbier. The hairstyles were also slightly different, but the main difference for him was in the eyes. Pinkie’s eyes sparked with innocence, like those of a child, while Diane had lost her innocence when Twilight killed all of her “sisters” and almost killed her.

“Hello, Pinkie,” Havoc greeted back, unable to sound cheerful after such dark thoughts.

“What are you doing here? Do you want Fluttershy to teach you the magic of friendship, too? You have a new horn?”

“Eh… No, I think I already know about friendship. I’m just passing by and decided to take a look around. And maybe make sure that Discord is good now because he kinda appeared in front of me and talked to me and it was the scariest thing ever.”

“Oh my gosh did he do anything evil? Because if he did-we-can-tell-Fluttershy-so-she-makes-sure-that-he-stops-being-a-meanie-and-if-he-doesn’t-then-we-can-use-the-Elements-of-Harmony-on-him-again.”

“Thanks-but-no-he-just-wanted-to-talk-with-me-about-stuff-and-he-was-actually-helpful. What-I-don’t-understand-is-why-did-you-even-decide-to-give-him-a-second-chance-instead-of-letting-him-stay-as-a-stone-statue,” Havoc replied, speaking as fast as Pinkie.

“I-don’t-get-it-either-it-was-Princess-Celestia’s-idea-and-when-he-decided-to-stop-being-mean-she-said-she-had-a-mission-for-him-or-something-like-that-so-I-guess-that-mission-is-the-reason-why-she-decided-to-give-him-a-second-chance. Apart-from-the-fact-that-everypony-deserves-a-second-chance.”

Soon they were both talking at the same time yet somehow understanding what the other said. They continued their conversation until Twilight, Raricorn, Spike and Rainbow Dash, who had joined them at some point, found him.

“Havoc! Fix this!” Twilight demanded.

“Hey, where is Futashy? I hope you didn’t let her alone with her new friend, it could cause a sticky mess.”

“Enough with the nonsense,” Rainbow Dash snapped. “Fix what you have done to them or else!”

“Fine, fine, sheesz.”

Havoc approached Rarity and took the wings away from her. Then he walked towards Twilight and, in the blink of an eye, took her horn away from her and placed it and the wings on Pinkie Pie. “Pinkiecorn!”

“Ooooh! The wings tickle! Wait, I think I-,” her phrase was cut short as Twilight’s horn began to gleam on her forehead and fired a magic beam at Havoc’s chest. The beam made him crash through Sugarcube Corner’s wall. “Ohmygosh I didn’t mean to do that!”

“It wasn’t you,” Twilight explained. “It was me. Unlike my wings, I can somehow feel and use my horn even though it’s not on my body. Maybe now he will realize that his antics aren’t amusing for anypony.”

“Or maybe he will get angry enough to attack us!” Spike exclaimed as he pointed at the hole on the wall.

Havoc walked back into the building through the hole, his body glowing with a golden aura of power. His eyes seemed to have become pitch black, with no irises or pupils, and his aura sometimes lashed against the nearest objects. He was breathing heavily through his teeth, that seemed to have become sharper since the ponies last noticed them. His chest was bleeding profusely from the wound that Twilight’s magic had caused, and the blood turned into spiders as soon as it touched the floor.

“Twilight Sparkle,” he growled. “You shouldn’t have done that.”

The customers who still hadn’t quietly left the bakery since Havoc’s appearance decided that now was a good moment to run away. Meanwhile, the element bearers prepared to fight Havoc.

“Now who is going to pay for the repairs?” Havoc exclaimed, his appearance returning to normal. “You blew a hole on poor Mr Cake’s house! Way to go, princess!”

Everypony groaned in annoyance.

“So, let me get this straight,” Rainbow Dash said. “This Bruce Mayne did all of that without anypony stopping him? How come nopony in Canterlot did something about it? How come Princess Celestia let that happen?”

An hour had passed since Twilight made a Havoc-sized hole in Sugarcube Corner. After that, Havoc had finally apologised for his behaviour and returned her her body parts. Twilight had agreed to pay the repairs and Carrot Cake had then gifted them the chocolate cake that Havoc wanted to show his gratitude. They had then decided to return to the Library and question Havoc about his whereabouts while he ate the cake after he made Futashy become Fluttershy again. Luckily for Spike, who would have been forced to clean it afterwards, Futashy had managed not to make a mess in the library.

As usual, Havoc had told them an abridged version of his exploits in which Diane didn’t exist, and neither did I for that matter (I am Turmoil, just in case any of you was inconsiderate enough to forget). Havoc considered himself quite proficient at lying, and it seemed that he wasn’t that bad at it since nopony had interrupted his story until Rainbow Dash spoke up. He had also managed to learn about what the ponies had been up to Season 3 by asking from time to time.

He also was finding it hard not to be angry at Twilight. Whenever he looked at her, he remembered all the suffering Diane had been through because of her. At first the surprise of seeing her as an alicorn had made him forget about that, but now he couldn’t stop thinking of Diane crying herself into sleep out of fear of being sent back to the Mirror Pool and sadness of having being rejected by her friends because she wasn’t the original Pinkie Pie.

“Honestly, I have no idea,” was Havoc’s answer to Rainbow Dash. “I guess he somehow managed to keep all of his actions in secret so nopony outside of Trottingham knew what was happening. That, or he had friends in Canterlot that made everypony else believe that Trottingham was doing fine.”

“What are you planning to do next?” Twilight asked. “Are you going to move to Ponyville?”

“Well, Discord suggested me to go to Granite Back, so I think…” he noticed that the ponies were making weird faces and looking at each other. “Alright, where’s the catch?”

“A few weeks after Sombra was defeated Cadance formed an alliance with the leader of the diamond dogs of Granite Back,” Twilight explained. “This caused another diamond dog clan to attack the Crystal Empire, and soon we were in war against them. Drogur and Shining Armor crushed them, and then two more diamond dog clans declared war against them. Now the Crystal Empire has conquered a fifth of all the diamond dog warrens in Gem Fido, and it seems they aren’t going to stop until they have conquered all of Gem Fido.”

“Oh, so that’s what he meant. Yeah, fighting in a war is something that would really charge my batteries. So, Drogur is fighting along your brother? Heh, I can’t wait to see that.”

“Havoc, this is no joking matter. There have been thousands of deaths since the battling started. Princess Celestia has managed to convince society to continue with this war, but only because of the slaves that are being freed with every conquered den. The fighting has been so intense that Princess Luna has gone there to join the fight so we won’t have to send most of our military to Gem Fido.”

“Wow, now THAT is something I can’t miss. You don’t seem to be happy about this, princess Purple Smart.”

“Purple Smart?” she asked.

“Disregard that. I thought you would like this. I mean, your brother and Drogur are getting rid of slavery.”

“They are, but surely there must be a better way to do it. They could have negotiated with the other diamond dog clans and reach an agreement. Drogur did it, why couldn’t the other Alphas do the same?”

“I actually asked Drogur the same questions. He told me that diamond dogs and ponies weren’t the same. Their society, their culture, everything is based on one single rule: might makes right. They don’t choose their rulers by voting, or due to birthrights; the strongest is the ruler, the weak obey. For thousand of years they have lived like this. They obey dragons because they are stronger, and they enslave ponies and griffins because they are weaker. They don’t have agriculture and stockbreeding. They hunt anything weaker than them and dig gems because their paws are stronger than the dirt. When two Alphas negotiate they simply state what each of them wants out of the other and then they fight, and the winner takes all. Do you honestly think they will be open to negotiations with a species they consider weak?

You can’t tell them about friendship and hope them to understand and appreciate it immediately. They only understand might, and your brother and Drogur are the mightiest now. When all of Gem Fido is under pony rule, then you can show them what friendship is. Now, there are slaves to free and tyrants to overthrow.”

“What you propose is fighting fire with fire. So far it’s been effective, that’s for sure, but I think fighting them only makes us as bad as they are."

“How can you of all ponies say that?” he asked, a bit of his anger slipping into his voice.

“What do you mean?” Twilight asked back, taken aback by his sudden outburst.

“When your friend Rarity was taken as a slave by diamond dogs, you didn’t try to negotiate with them; you bursted into their cave and tried to take her back by force. When the changelings attacked Canterlot, you didn’t try to negotiate with them; you fought them back. When magic copies of Pinkie Pie overran the town, you didn’t try to negotiate with them, you murdered them all!” he finished by almost shouting at her.

“What?!” was the only thing that Twilight managed to reply to the suddenly enraged draconequus.

“You murdered them all, you monster,” Havoc coldly stated. “I’m leaving before I do something I regret.” Havoc got up and walked away, leaving five confused ponies and one dragon behind him.

“I… Killed them?” Twilight thought aloud, shocked.

“I wonder: where did that come from?” Rarity asked. “He was happily talking until just now.”

“But… They weren’t real ponies… Were they?” Twilight said, tears pouring out of her eyes.

“Nopony gets away with making a friend of mine cry!” Rainbow Dash exclaimed as she bursted out of the building. She glimpsed Havoc flying behind a building and chased him. Her superior speed allowed her to catch him in seconds.

“Hey! You think you can leave just like that after being so mean to Twilight?” she demanded, forcing him to hover above the ground by placing herself in front of him.

“Leave me alone. You have no idea what she did to us,” Havoc replied, keeping his emotions in check.

“Us? Who are you talking about?”

“The less you know, the better.”

“Stop beating around the bush! I want to know why you were so mean to Twilight and I want you to apologise to her.”

“You want to know?!” Havoc snapped. “Then you will know!”

Havoc used his magic to enter Rainbow Dash’s mind, a power he hadn’t used in a long time. He made her see what he had seen: Twilight about to send the last copy of Pinkie Pie to the Mirror Pool, him saving her and tricking everypony into seeing that she had been sent back like the others, her sadness and grief when she realized that she wasn’t the original and that her friends had tried to “kill” her. Rainbow Dash could also see and hear Diane crying herself into sleep when she thought Havoc was asleep, and how she quickly grew a personality and intelligence of her own. When Havoc released her, Rainbow Dash rubbed her eyes with her hooves and shook her head.

“What was that?” she croaked.

“Those were my memories. What I have seen and heard.”

“All those Pinkies… We didn’t know! They were like babies, only saying ‘fun’ and causing chaos!” Rainbow said, defensively.

“You know who else act like babies? Babies. That doesn’t mean you can kill babies because they are annoying.”

“But Twilight didn’t kill them! She just send them back to the Mirror Pool, that’s where they belong.”

“Does that mean I can turn you into fertilizer and make you return to the freaking dirt, where you belong? What your friend Twilight did was pest control, and it’s only a matter of luck and time that Pinkie’s copies hadn’t yet developed an intelligence of their own. The one I saved has, and now she’s as much of a pony as any of you. ”

“We couldn’t have known any of that! They acted like the parasprites did!”

“You didn’t even try to know,” Havoc spat. “For fuck’s sake, the real Pinkie was there, too. You could have killed Pinkie Pie just to get rid of her copies because they were annoying. I don’t want to continue this conversation, I’m leaving to Gem Fido.”

Havoc flew away, and nopony flew after him this time.