"So," Babs said boosting her cousin up the ladder. "What do you think Isaac would say about your proposal? You know, if he can even go with you to Equestria."

"Ah'm hopin' he'll say yes." She said climbing up another rung. "What do ya think him and that guard are talkin' 'bout?"

"Who knows," Babs replied sucking in a breath as she hung onto another rung. "Probably whatever humans talk about."

Isaac and the guard

"You were an engineer on Titan, huh?" Isaac asked as he adjusted himself on the frosted floor. "What school did you graduate from?"

"Edgar Mills," the guard replied. "You?"

"Edgar Mills," Isaac replied nodding. "I graduated in the class of twenty-five forty-nine."

"Me too." The guard said sitting up a bit more. "You... You weren't that lanky kid, the one with those huge glasses? The one that was always picked on by the others because of his early exam?"

"Yeah, that was me." He said raising his hands. "Bug Eye Clarke. I graduated with a pair of twins, both of them Irish. God... What were their names? It's on the tip of my tongue, but I can't remember. They were always messing with the teachers computers, making the mouse and keyboard act up."

"Aedan and Aodhan?"

"Yeah That's... You're Aedan?" He said standing up. "I thought you two were going to work on ships like me. How'd you two end up on Titan?"

"Well," he said getting up himself. "We were more equipped when working with computers. By the way, how do you know I'm Aedan?"

"You're Aodhan then?"

"Am I?" He said giving Isaac a light tap on the arm. "Figure it out."

"It's been almost thirty-two years and you're still pulling the name crap on people. I hated when you did that to me; I'd try and talk to one of you, and you would say you're the other while he did the same."

Applebloom and Babs

"Ah'm investin' some bits for some magnet boots for the suits at the base when ah get back." Applebloom said as she held Babs on her shoulder. "Ah forgot, why am ah bottom?"

"You said you couldn't work these things properly. So, you let me try this to see if I was any better."

"How's it goin' then?" She said while her shoulder popped. "Ah think somethin' just broke. All ah know is that ma'h back feels like a pretzel."

"Should the wires be sparking?" Babs said eliciting a groan from her cousin. "Or on fire?"

"Maybe we should let Isaac take care of this? He's better with all the wires and eltro-macallits." She said as he cousin got off. "Ow. Ah don't feel quite right." She said attempting to walk but only for her back to bend at an angle and cause her to fall out. "Ah'm just gonna lay here until they get to us."

As the two fillies lay on the floor, the door opposite to them opened and Isaac walked in with the guard, both of them chatting animatedly.

"I'm telling you," Isaac said. "Copper works best. If you don't use copper, then the whole circuit will just weld itself together and you'll just have a fried console."

"And I'm telling you," the guard said. "If you keep the air pressure inside the cabin three percent below the moons' gravity to density compared to Earth, then you won't need to worry about over-heating the fuel clamps or main controls."

"What if the power spikes from a solar discharge?"

"Oh, I didn't think about that." The guard said slapping a hand to his visor.

"What are you two talking about?" Babs asked looking between the two humans.

"How we could sustain an entire station if we were to replace the main controls with receivers while we send commands from a ship outside of the solar system or right by the station itself without the need for a fusion reactor." Isaac said. "It's very interesting."

"I'm not going to pretend I know what you're talking about." Babs said. "Can you get the door open?" She asked pointing at the door behind her.

"No." Isaac said as he stared at the smoldering console. "It looks like you managed to set the console on fire and melt the circuits and wires together. We're stuck here unless Scootaloo, Nexus, or Sweetiebelle can rip the door of the hinges. So, does anyone want to know how to fix a T-130 Industrial cargo ship with a garden hose, duct tape, a few light bulbs, a medium trapezoid diamond circuit board, and pieces of scrap floating out from a trash chute?"

"That was you?" The guard said taking a seat by Babs. "If we didn't get those supplies on Titan, me and my brother would have been helping ration the water for locals, the rich, and the agricultural center."

"I... Kind of want to hear about this." Babs said. "I've got nothing better to do."

"Nerds." Applebloom muttered. "Hey, Babs, quite shimmying your leg, ah'm tryin' to rest." She said turning over.

"Cous, that's not me." Babs said. "I'm not moving. None of us are."

Applebloom picked herself up, glancing at the others as they did the same with each other. Looking around, they all got up and had their weapons out as the vent by the sealed door began to rattle. As the rattling grew, they began to hear metal being torn rhythmically, one after the other than turned into a set.

The vent was torn open and Sweetiebelle fell onto the floor alongside Nexus. She quickly scrambled to her hooves and waved at the others.

"Sweetiebelle, where have you and Nexus been?" Isaac asked. "We need to get through this damn door." He said pointing at the door and the smoldering console.

"Listen, we were in an alien city before, but we should focus on running right now." She said quickly before her and Nexus began tearing the door to shreds. "Did I mention the three Regenerators?"

"Three!?" Isaac yelled. "What the fuck! Get that door open now!"

"What's a Regenerator?" The guard asked as he stepped away from the vent.

"A tough motherfucker that regrows its limbs!" Isaac yelled as he ran through the door. "Run!"

As the guard, Babs, and Applebloom ran alongside Isaac, the first blade poked out from the vent and then a decaying head.

Author's Notes:

I've come under with something, so I may be a bit slow with the updates for a while.