The spider and Seph stared at each other. The spider just spun on it's web as Seph displayed his best pokerface yet. "Nope, not dealing with this shit today." He said turning on a dime and starting to walk out.

Now something astronomically interesting happened. The spider seeing it's new houseguest walk away decided to meet him face to face seeing as how he was suspended upside down.

He jumped from the web onto his back and made his way up to his face. He hissed and spread his legs and bared his fangs. In his language he as saying "Welcome dear house guest! I'm terribly sorry for my appearance and apparent breach of etiquette. My name is prince Barrilius the 4th, I was sent to Manehattan by my father to learn about pony culture in hopes of a truce with the spider kingdom! I hope the decor is to your liking!

Seph vision:

"Remember that time you tried to kill me with 5 pounds of napalm and some black powder? Because I do.

I find this song fitting

As the spider finished raising it's legs Seph twitched something fierce throwing the spider well across the room. A slow, demonically happy smile found it's way onto his face.

And all hell broke loose. No literally, Hell broke loose from it's crucified spot within the metaphysical plain and started skipping like a heavily stoned hippy, behind he/she/it heaven chased after it shouting "STOP! YOU'VE VIOLATED THE LAW!" While wearing a constable's hat which made it look ridiculous since it was a talking pig. "BUCK DA POLICE!" Shouts hell now taking the appearance of a blood red stallion with a billowing blue mane made of flames. Sitting on his head was a rasta hat with a green yellow and red stripe in that order.

"BUCK YOU I'M OUTTA HERE!" He shouted now taking the male gender as he leaped from the metaphysical point within the cross section of an abject point where the two lines of fate should have never met.

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"Sup droogies." Said Hell jumping onto the back of a steam-rolling pink and poofy french poodle rhino. "Oh hell serious?!?" Shouts Dyrilby as he hangs onto the short stump one would call the rhino's tail as it charged furiously through the streets. All around the group it looked as if Discord had taken shrooms and come back from his prison. Goombas from Super Mario Bros and fire flowers and Koppas where all break-dancing in the street to M.C Hammer's can't touch this for some reason.

"O hello there!" A slightly possessed and demonic Seph jumps down from the head of the rhino and shakes. Pinkie, Confetti were singing and somehow managing to dance aboard the massive Rhino which was now on a  unicycle, still anger and still charging.

"Hey wanna help me out?!?" Shouts Seph shoving a trumpet into Hell's outstretched hooves, still shocked from the run in with the madman. "Uh sure." He says picking it up, purple grapes started falling from the sky as Dyrilby managed to finally pull his body along the stumpy tail until he was sitting with the rest of the group.

"Alright! Let's do this!" He shouts hefting a mic,

I've got gun in my hand but the gun won't cock, and my fingers on the trigger but that trigger seems locked!

An invisible chorus kicked in as the pink rhino charged through befuddled bystanders. "Oh a song?!?" It shouts transforming into another Pinkie Pie as the group suddenly starts moving through the air at the same speeds, keep in mind that the rhino was their mode of transportation.

They were just flying through air as if it was space. The two pinkies simultaneously gasped then high-hooved, both wearing me gusta faces.

Group lost momentum and crashed through the air and into the ground, the original Pinkie pulled out a party cannon and started firing a pink trail, the cannon soon managed to pick up secondary Pinkie, Confetti, Hell and Dyrilby. Seph was an entirely different matter, he somehow managed to get a friggin BULLETBILL which he was now moonwalking on, surprisingly enough this didn't surprise anyone.  

They all continued flying through the air, a giant sponge-bob square pants was singing 'Goofy Goober' (If you don't know what it is you have 10 seconds before I reach through the computer and pull out your brain) as he became the moon....a giant....cheese....crater filled....MOON.

Somewhere in the vast multiverses of the time space folds Luna awoke from her nightmare with a gasp and a shriek.

Anyway the group was still singing as they continued at break-neck streets through the now upside down city of Manehattan as it's citizenry shrugged it's collective shoulders and raised their vodka glasses shouting in a conglomerate voice.

"BUCK THIS."  

The group flew and sang until they found themselves in a massive square atop a stage.

The guys took their positions on a massive stage in the center and started singing again.

So I waited by the phone but the phone never rang. And I sang so loud so I wouldn't hear the bang. When the bang never came and I never got the call;

BUCK IT! THANK YOU I LOVE YOU ALL!

Seph screamed into his mic somehow managed to produce a massive Dos Equine bottle from out of virtually nowhere, Pinkie 1 and Pinkie 2 where passing out drinks to the collective masses of Manehattan and it appeared Dyrilby, Confetti, and Hell were already drunk off their flanks.

"Ah think [hiccup] THAT went accordingly!" Slurs Dyrilby tipsy off his flank as he sat down harshly for lack of balance. Confetti was spinning around in circles while Hell had somehow managed to produce a HUGE FLANK bong from nowhere and was now smoking a mixture of cocaine, marijuana, and ground up ecstasy. He was laughing like a hyena as Confetti took the mic and muttered incoherently about a door nob and a buttplug.

Pinkie 1 and Pinkie 2 had somehow managed to get themselves a timberwolf and were currently doing something with it that would make the patriarch scene look line missionary. Needless to say it involved the genitalia and glass and glass shards going where shouldn't ever belong. Soon after they started the whole city it seems decided to join in and now mares and stallions were rutting each other senseless.

"Well buck." Shouted Seph loudly as he drank a bottle of Chardonnay that somepony had carelessly left out. As he finished chugging the bottle Dyrilby finished barfing up the contents of his alcohol induced madness and fell into the seething masses of the equines.  

Seph merely shouted something about prancing around with heads full of eyeballs and passed out.

(This was a production of my left hand, a jar of formaldehyde, a miniature tree and about 3 small bags of brown-brown...CHEERS!) Next Chapter: Mind Fuck Part 1 (DB) Estimated time remaining: 6 Minutes