Episode 22 - Connections

“Well damn Pinks, i knew you were good, but i didn't know you were THIS good.”

i recover my jaw from the ground as i look at the sight before me. A carnival, complete with a ferris wheel and lots of carnival tents; when Pinkie goes all out, she means it.

Pinkie looks at me and slams one hoof on top of another, like i would with my fist and open hand. “Maxy, when i say partying is my job, i mean partying is my job.” A half smile grows on my face as i ruffle her mane with my hand. “I will definitely take you more serious Pinkie.” She seems content with this and bounces off to do whatever.

I look at the carnival before me and shiver. “I just hope there aren't any fucking clowns, i fucking hate clowns.” I stick my hands in my pockets and start walking away from the Carnival Party and towards the park. As i reach said park, i start noticing that there aren't many leaves on the trees, and the leaves that ARE on the trees are orange and red. “It really is gorgeous.” i say to myself as i plop down on a bench.

No Kidnappings

No New Powers

No more complications

No more excitement.

Just….relaxation.

I lean my head back and close my eyes as the silent breeze pulls at my ragged clothes that desperately need washing. The sound of the wind, and the few leaves brushing together slowly lulls me to sleep as i drape my arms around the back of the bench.

Im awoken by….nothing, absolutely nothing. I actually just woke myself, from a restful sleep which doesn't come very often in this new world.

I open my eyes to see the sunset, which is pretty awesome so I get up from the bench and walk in the direction that hailed my house.

I walk through the middle of ponyville and rub my shoulders with my hands. “Damn, it gets cold around this time of year.” I say to no one in particular as I walk through the seemingly desolate town.

“Oh Darling, you mustn't stay out at this time.” I hear Rarity say from my right. I look over to her and she's poking her head out of her shops window. “Well, i gotta get home Rarity, how else am i gonna get there?” i ask look around with my arms open. I immediatly shut my arms and shove my hands in my armpits, it was getting darker; and colder. “Darling, come in and at least get a hot beverage before you go out into the cold.”

I let out a deep sigh and began walking toward Carousel Boutique as rarity waved me over with a hoof. she backs up and begins walking into her shop as i follow her in, a wave of heat hits me in the face as i enter the familiar environment. “Welcome Darling, why don't you take a seat while i make something for you.” Rarity says from a room in assuming is the kitchen. As i sit on a red couch, a wonderful smell ambushes my nose. I let out a small moan as I inhale the wonderful scent. “Im glad you like the smell darling.” Rarity says as she walks out. “It smells fucking devine rarity!” I yell grasping for the cup that i saw in Rarities telekinetic grasp.

As we sipped on the wonderful drink, Rarity and i conversed about things like Pinkie and I, then the party that we were throwing for storm. “That sounds just delightful darling. Now, tell me what this Firestorm fellow is like.” she says holding her head up with a hoof. I scratch my chin as i think of Firestorm. “Well, he's stubborn, and he doesn't knock on the door when someone else is OBVIOUSLY in the bathroom.” Rarity’s face turns to that of a frown. A purple aura emanates around her chest, several tentacle shaped pieces of aura are reaching out around the center of the glow in random directions.

She is searching for love, that is why she inquires about Firestorm.

My eyes grow large and i wave my hands in front of me. “But thats just what happened today. Other than that, i would say hes quite the stand-up guy or stallion.” I run my hands through my hair. “Yeah, he’s saved my life, and Pinkies; Which makes him an okay guy in my Encyclopedia.” Rarity seems to give me a smile, i see a bit of hope in her eyes. “I know that you’ll enjoy his company if you give him a chance, or whatever.” I shift in my seat as i sip on the drink in my hands. “Well, i certainly look forward to meeting him in the future, seeing as i’ll be attending his party.”

As i get up, Rarity stands up as well. “Hold out your hands darling.” she says as her horn flares a light blue. I do as she says as a piece of clothing floats from behind the couch and into my hands. I hold it out and let it unfold, and low and behold a hoodie hangs from my hands. Its a black hoodie, with Celestia’s cutie mark stitched largely on the back, and Pinkies Cutie mark where my heart was supposed to be. “I couldn't get your exact size, but it should suffice for now.” she says nonchalantly. I hold the hoodie in my hands in wonder and stare at the mare in front of me, who once again blessed me with her amazing talents. “I don't know how you made this in the time that i've been here, but thank you.” I say as i put the hoodie on over my shirt. It had fit fucking perfectly “Jesus Christ Rarity, you're a fucking rembrandt.” i say as i kneel down and give her a huge hug. Rarity was most likely my best friend in this world, i never really established a real social relationship with any of the other six but maybe Twilight. “Its no problem at all Darling.” She says returning the hug.

I Make my way out of Rarities Boutique, the barren streets of Ponyville calm my thoughts as the dim light of the moon illuminates the dirt roads. The light breeze brushes against my newly obtained hoodie as i slowly walk through the seemingly desolate town. Every house or two I'll see a lit room, or the light glow of a fire as a family takes shelter from the chilly outside. I walk the dirt roads and drag my feet across the ground and try to wipe away any hoofprints on the ground. The dirt road ends, and I reach the edge of the Everfree.

I look to the right, which hails Fluttershy’s house. “I should visit there sometime.” I say as i give myself a half smile. I walking to the right I began humming Beethovens fifth, which was a very close song to me. I knock on my front door, which is stupid because its my house. “ONE SECOND!” comes from behind the door. Storm opens the door and sees me, his eyes narrow. “Welcome home, now fix the bucking heat.” he said as he grabs the neck of my shirt with his magic.

He brings me to the garage, which in the middle of this houses construction was turned into a storage room. The light is on and the heater is strung out in pieces along the middle of the floor. I slowly turn around and look at storm whose ears are against his head. I put my hands over my face and look at him with a scowl. “I dont want to know how this happened, i just need you to get me a-” I feel a slight twitch in my left hand, then a huge weight suddenly pulled the entire left side of my body down. A giant smash followed by a lot of clanging and crashing echoes throughout the house. I look down and my arm is underneath a very large, red tool box. But not one of those ones that can only hold a few tools, its one of those multiple drawers and slots types. “WHAT.” I hear from behind me as i slide my hand from under the miniature tool shed. “Ummmmmm.” i say as i try to think of something that would explain what just happened but couldn't. I turned to see FireStorm stare at me looking for some explanation of what the hell just happened. I gave a small smile and spoke. “Magic? heh, heh.” I gave a small chuckle after that.

I watched as he closed his eyes for a moment and his left eyebrow give a few twitches before his horn became a lit with his normal orange glow. That was followed by a very hard thump to the back of my head.

“No! You do not get to use that one as an excuse.” He said before my body was covered in his magic as I was lifted out of the room.

“Damn it put me down Storm!” I said trying to wiggle myself out of his magical grasp.

“Not this time, we are going to go talk to Miss Sparkle about this. I’m tired of trying to figure it out what the buck is happening with you.” He said as he continued to float my ass out the door into the night air. It was a few minutes before we got to the library. He gave the door three solid thuds of the door.

“Coming.” We heard from the other side of the door. The door gave a slight creek to show the lower floor of the library. We both looked in before our gazes turned down to see the little purple dragon apprentice Spike. He gave a rather annoyed look on his face. “What can I do for you… two?” He said as he noticed me floating in the air crossed legged.

“Is Miss Sparkle in?” Storm asked.

“Yeah Twilight’s in. Let me go get her for yea.” He said before he turned and went inside with the two of us following. One might I add involuntarily. He went over to the stairs and yelled up. “Twilight you have guests and one of them is Max.” He said before he head off to what I could only guess was the kitchen. A few minutes passed with me still up in the damn air.

“You can let me down you know?” I said as I gave an annoyed huff.

“Because we are going to get some damn answers and I’m not having you galavanting all over Ponyville till we get some.” He said as he sat on one of the pillows Spike had brought out. Twilight finally trotted down from the stairs with a curious look upon her.

“How may I help you two?” She asked.

“Well Miss Sparkle I’m at my limit with the oddities that keep happening around ‘him’, but I’m done having to second guess it.” He said before he dropped me with a thump onto the other pillow next to him.

“Ow!” I said as my ass partly landed on the hard wooden floor. “Couldn’t you have let me down any more gently?” I asked as I adjusted myself onto the pillow.

“Nope.” He answered as Spike came out with several cups of tea or my best guess was tea. Twilight and Storm both took their cups in their respective aura’s. As for me I grabbed the handle of mine.

“Care to explain what you mean Mister… come to think of it I don’t think we’ve formally met yet.” She commented.

“FireStorm, First Officer of Celestial Special Forces S Rack FireStorm. Miss Twilight Sparkle, personal student to Princess Celestia herself.” He answered and that got both Twilight’s and Spike’s eyes widened while I looked completely confused.

“That sounded important but… what does that directly mean?” I said before I took a big swig of my drink which just so happened to be coffee, and i was content with that. Both Twilight and Spike turned to me like I just said the most craziest thing anyone have ever said to them. Granted with Pinkie around I doubt it’s that odd.

“Their the elite guards that very few out rank. The only one that I can think of besides the princesses themselves that can outrank Celestial Special Forces is my brother and Captain of the guard, Shining Armor.” Twilight said and my eyebrows rose in confusion.

“Okay…” was all I said before I took another swig.

“If I may ask Mister FireStorm what proof do you have your rank?” Twilight asked and I watched her eyes narrowed. FireStorm just simply nodded before he brought up his right foreleg and opened a compartment in it. With in it held what looked like an FBI badge, he flipped it open to show what looked like a badge right out of some futuristic cartoon. He floated it over to Twilight who eyed over it in greater detail before she gave a nod and returned it. “Well than sir what do you mean by oddities?” She asked. Thats when mister fancy pants officer FireStorm explained about the events at the lake, the garage, and something else. The fact that I broke out of a cockatrese’s stone gazed prison. Hell I didn’t quite remember that part, I mean yeah I broke out of something but I didn’t know I was literally stoned at one point. I simply listened till I felt a stabbing pain in my arm before I turned to see a large needle filled what I can only guess was blood, my blood. “Than, I will do some tests and let you know at the party of my findings and if I need further testing.” She commented. At that point both Storm and I left well more I was dragged out before I could even finished my cup.

“So… home?” I asked as we left into the night time scene of Ponyville.

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“The electric current” I pause to make sure Storm is listening, he seems to be listening intently. He had asked how the Electric heater in my house worked, and i was obliged to give him an answer. “is forced through the wires, which have a great deal of electrical resistance.” I start putting the heater back together, piece by piece. the new portable tool shed really works well. “When electric current flows through any resistance, it generates heat. Remember that moving electrons can be treated as moving waves.” I Slapped on the side of the heater 3 times, and the side metal plating fell off. There were two distinct hoof prints embedded into the sheet metal. I shook my head and rubbed the bridge of my nose. “Jesus H Christ, what the fuck.” I continue to screw in a few pieces of the now VERY damaged heater. “And the destructive interference of the atoms in the current path result in the scattering of electrons. The result.” I say as i screw in the last piece of the heater and take the extension cord in my hand. I Plug it into a magically generated socket and heard the hum of it turning on. “Is the generation, of heat.”

I let a satisfied smile sneak onto my face. “This lesson is now over, please turn in your homework over there.” i said as i pointed to the fixed heater. “But that doesn't-” i interrupt him by getting in his face with a raised eyebrow. “Bitch, i just performed a miracle of engineering and science, you better be damn grateful that i don't turn off the heat in your room for the next two weeks.” i bared my teeth at him and back out of the garage. I exhale loudly and think to myself if what i said was too harsh. “Nah, hes a tough one.” i say to myself as i walk through the halls of the house.

------The Night of the Party------

It was 7:30 PM according to my watch.

Oh man, i really didn't want to do this, this was probably the last thing I ever wanted to do.

“Come on Maxie, they aren't THAT scary. I just want to show you around before the guest of honor got here.” My eyes grew wide as we entered a dark tent. “WHY IS IT DARK PINKIE, ARE THEY HERE TO DEVOUR MY SOUL?!” I yell as i curl into a ball on the ground next to Pinkie. The light turns on to reveal at least 4 Ponies standing around me, but no they were ponies….they were something far worse, they were something that could send me into a state of shock in a matter of seconds.

They were clowns.

“WHY HAVE YOU COME TO THE PLACE OF PEACE AND HARMONY YOU FOUL CREATURES.” I yelled as i poke at them with a 10 foot pole. You see, over the past few days, i've been getting a lot better at conjuring things into existence; well, mostly small things. I can't exactly control it as i can try to control what my mind wants. I see a clown, the first thing that comes to my mind is a 10 foot pole i can poke them with. Eventually, when the object is either dropped by me, or its durability has been worn out, it fades out of existence; Depending on the object.

“Dont poke things at them Max!” Pinkie said knocking the pole out of my hand and causing it to hit the ground with a thud. Said pole then proceeded to fade out of existence. “They are ponies too!” Pinkie looks at me with anger as I cling onto her left forehoof; shaking in my shoes. Pinkie looks down at me again, and I look back at her. She wears a look of concern and frustration. “Okay Maxie, you can leave.” Pinkie says running a hoof through my hair. I instantly let go of her hoof and kiss her on the cheek. “Thanks Pinks, you know I love you.”

“I love you too Maxie.” she says as her cheeks turn a shade of red.

I'm instantly relieved as i leave the equivalent of hell. Yeah, i fucking hate clowns, more than anything in the world. except maybe Super 8, that movie was fucking terrible.

Its dark, and cold. I have the hoodie Rarity made me on and some nice jeans she made me as well. I stand in the back of Clown tent and shiver at the contents of the tent behind me. I look to the evening sky and sigh “You did a great job today Mom.” I said to the sky itself. I knew no pony was listening to me. I knew Pinkie was happy which was as much as I could ask for. I reached into the pocket of the hoodie and found a Lollipop with in it. I couldn’t help as I unwrapped the pink treat and began to suck on the bubblegum flavored Lollipop. I looked around to see if I could find FireStorm, Since this whole thing was for him after all. That semi smug pain pony was running late for Pinkie’s party. Which from what I figured that no pony misses a Pinkie Pie Party unless it’s against their will. I couldn’t help but smile at the thought of Pinkie dragging his orange butt out of no where.

“I still can’t believe I’m going to this.” I heard from the guest of honor.

“Darling what is the big deal? Pinkie put a lot of effort into this party.” Rarity said.

“Honest I’m not one for rather large parties, I’m a more small get together kind of pony Miss Rarity.” He said as I watched the two of them round the bend and into my sight. I watched the two of them continue to chat as they passed me.

As the party progressed later into the night, more and more ponies began to crowd the carnival like party. I stayed around the edge of the party, observing what was happening in each individual tent….well...except the clown tent, which i was contemplating lighting on fire; because clowns are horrible individuals that deserve the worst deaths possible.

But thats just me.

Pinkie was doing her Pinkie Pie thing, talking to everyone, making sure everyone is having a good time, refilling the punch bowl and complementary dishes. She would stop by me and ask me to join the party every once in a while, but i told her that i wasn't really interested. Eventually, she wouldn't take no for an answer, and apparently she signed me up for a talent show that was happening; at a party.

If i was someone else, that enjoyed things like being in front of hundreds of ponies and performing, i would have loved this. but right now, i hate this; mostly because i don't really have any talents.

Except one talent, which must never be used for this kind of thing.

“Come’on Maxie, i know you’re good at something.” Pinkie said resting her head on my knee as i sat in the waiting room of the tent that held the talent show; because you know, parties normally have talent shows. I run my hands through my hair and exhale “Im not really good at alot of things that can be performed Pinks.” after i run my hands through my hair, i scratch Pinkie behind the ear for a few seconds. “Well, you could just do stand-up.” she says with a smile. “Everypony can do stand-up, you just need to tell a few jokes and make ponies laugh.” she says as i stop scratching her behind the ear.

Then i get an idea.

“Comedy.” i say to myself as i snap my fingers and conjure a notepad out of nothing. I hold the notepad in my right hand and conjure a pen into my left. Pinkie looks at me as i write out my Stand-up. “Go Maxie!” she says as she bounces up and down.

My idea was simple.

Take a comedian from my world that makes jokes about common things ⇒John Mulaney, Jim Gaffigan ect.

Take his jokes and Ponify them ⇒ Success

“Bulletproof” i say as I click the pen and throw it behind me. I feel the pen fade out of existence as I close the journal and throw it in the air. As it hits the ground, it fades out of existence, a lot like the pen.  Pinkie stands there with a smile on her face. “So Maxie, are you ready? You are up next after all.” I kneel down to her and grab her by the shoulders, then look her in the eyes. “Thank you, by giving me this idea- no, by being here for me; you made my day a lot better.” I close my eyes and give Pinkie the most passionate kiss i could muster up.

I felt Pinkie sink into the kiss as she leaned into it.

I Pull away from the kiss and open my eyes to see Pinkie frozen in the position that we were in when we were kissing, her cheeks red as a tomato. “I Gotta go up now Pinkie, wish me luck.” As i say that, Pinkie seems to snap out of her trance and look at me with slightly open eyes. I lean in and kiss her on the nose, then walk up the stairs to the stage. It was dark, and silent; not a noise was heard.

“Now everypony, please welcome; MAX TAYLOR!” A voice that reminded me of the wheel of fortunes announcers voice said.

suddenly, the spotlights turn on and illuminate the entire tent, revealing hundreds of ponies stomping their hooves in the ground in applause to me.

I rub the back of my head as a microphone floats into my hand. I lift it to my face and look around.

“Phew, large crowd today.” i say as i look around. “First off, how is Ponyville doing tonight!” i yell into the mic, which causes the audience to roar in applause. “Woah, i would have never expected tonight, to be dragged in front of a hundred ponies; to tell some jokes.” i say with a small smile. I get a few laughs out of that as i continue. “Before i get to the routine comedy, let me just tell you a few things about myself. I am not, i repeat, am NOT, a funny person.”

After that, the next few jokes were a breeze. I had to explain a few jokes to the audience because some of them had to do with things that were on earth, but i think i did great anyway.

“And let me tell you something I played basketball, for five years and i was a benchwarmer all five years. If you were never a benchwarmer, i cannot express the humiliation of, every saturday morning, putting on a pair of breakaway pants and never having a reason to break them away -- then they’re just pants!” i say opening my arms to the crowd, who was going crazy. I pause for a second and look around, then start pacing around the stage. “You know guys, I always thought that quicksand was gonna be a much bigger problem than it turned out to be.” A few chuckles went around the tent as i held the microphone up to my face. “You watch cartoons and quicksand is like the third biggest thing you have to worry about, behind ACTUAL sticks of dynamite and giant anvils falling on you from the sky.” after i said that the crowd went wild. i didn't even think that the jokes from my home would work on ponies, but apparently ponies were into things that didn't make sense.

I was out of material so i held the mic to my face and said “Thank you guys, you were a great crowd!” i drop the mic and a magical aura catches it as i walk off of the stage. ‘Finishing with John Mulaney was a good idea, so that they understood what some earth concepts were’, was my first thought as i walked backstage. I looked down at the short sleeve shirt i was wearing and noticed that it was very sweaty; to the point where when i noticed it, i felt the need to remove it.

As i sat on one of the chairs in the waiting room, i draped my shirt over my shoulder and closed my eyes. I let my head hang back, and my hair drape well over the prefered length.

I would really like a haircut. “...Maxie…” I heard directly in front of me. I feel two hooves on both of my knees “...Maxie…” i hear again, but closer. I raise and eyebrow and open my eyes a tiny bit. what i see in front of me is startling, but i don't show any physical signs of surprise. I open my eyes all the way and look at Pinkie, who is leaning on me, and whose face is centimeters away from mine. her eyes were half lidded, and she was looking at me with a constant blush on her face. “Uh, hey Pinkie. Did you see me out there? I think i did pretty good.” She gets a little closer, I feel my cheeks start to heat up a bit. “Uh, Pinks, are you-” I'm interrupted by Pinkie’s lips/muzzle or whatever, making full on contact with mine. now, normally i wouldn't be surprised by this, but this kiss….it was different. I can feel the passion behind this kiss, and it felt amazing. But what really took me by surprise, was when Pinkies tongue slipped into my mouth. My eyes grew wide and my blush intensified as the her tongue explored every inch of my mouth that it could. As our tongues danced together I felt our bond become complete. I could feel every feeling she felt toward me magnify by hundreds of times and i felt my nonchalant feelings of love toward her become more serious and committed.

As we broke the kiss, we both looked at each other blushing furiously. “Well, that certainly was new.” I say with a large smile on my face. Pinkie giggles a tiny bit and looks at me. “Maxie, can i say something?” she says with a slight look of determination. I cup her cheek in a hand and look at her in the eyes. “You can say anything.” She looks at me and puts her forehead against mine so our eyes are locked onto each others. “Max, I think i've fallen in love with you.” she says. I lift a hand but she raises a hoof without falling over surprisingly. “I know i've told you that I love you before, but now.” She pauses and looks down, then looks back at me. “What I feel, is different from anything that i've ever felt in my entire life.” I Looked into those blue eyes, and they looked back. I smile and say “Pinkie, before i met you; I wondered what happiness was. I went day after day, hour after hour, wondering what it was like to feel loved, wondering what it felt like to BE in love.” I run my hand through Pinkies mane and cup her cheek with my hand again. “I dont think i need to wonder anymore.” i say as i tilt my head in to close the distance between myself and Pinkie.

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It was a good day. I was now confident that i was completely in love with Pinkie Pie, and she was confident she was in love with me. I look down at my left arm, there was a noticeable purple glow surrounding it.

The bond between you and Pinkie has now been sealed. Congratulations ;)

Did she just wink at me through telepathy?

Um..

Okay.

There are still four ponies who need the Shipmaster to provide support in order to seal their bonds.

“Storm and Rarity, Applejack and Rainbowdash.” i say as I shoved my hands in my pockets and walked through the pony filled carnival. I lift my left arm out of my pocket and look at it, last time my arm guided me to Applejack and Rainbow Dash. “Uh…” i say looking at my arm. “Are you a sentient type of magic, or just a stagnant magic.” I say to my...left...arm.

We are awake.

This voice was different, and was noticeably NOT Mi Amore Cadenza.

Do you require our assistance.

“Uh….yes?” I asked/stated

Please state your request and the Shipmaster controller will do its best to fulfill it.

Hmmmm, i feel like if i saw Applejack she would probably buck me in the balls, which made me shiver a bit. Storm and Rarity it is then! “Take me to Rarity and Firestorm.” i say to it. Man i must look crazy as fuck right now.

As you wish, Shipmaster.

My arm jerks in the direction of an empty vendor “Oh SHIT.” i say as I crash through the wooden stand against my will. “I WANT A DIFFERENT WAY OF GETTING THERE!” I yell looking at my arm, which comes to a halt.

Please request a mode of transportation, if guidance mode does not satisfy your needs, there is always manual override.

“Nonononononono!” i yell holding my hands out.

Please reques-

“Maybe like, make a purple trail to them with a route that WON'T make me crash into objects.” I say with an annoyed tone.

That….can be arranged.

My hand bursts into a flurry of purple and balls into a fist. With my palm facing the ground, my hand opened, releasing a burst of purple energy into the ground. As the energy surged through the ground, i path of purple energy flowed in a direction that twisted and turned through-out the tents and vendors. “Well, you certainly did a good job. Say, what do i call you?” i ask looking at my left hand.

There is a pause.

I do not have a designated name. Call me whatever you wish, Shipmaster.

“Alright Lefty, lets go be a shipmaster.” I say clenching my left hand.

Indeed, love shall prevail.

It took us a few minutes to find both Rarity and FireStorm as they sat on a bench staring off into the sky. They didn’t say much or maybe I didn’t hear what they said but it was enough to spark a very creative idea. I couldn’t help but have a grin on my face that only be matched by the Cheshire Cat. I dashed off to find some pony with the right ‘Special Talents’ I required for my plan. I found the crazy mare from quite some time that still unnerved me a bit. But I knew of magical ability that I need. Namely the ability to shoot magical fireworks.

As i approached a small stage, a crowd of three or four ponies starts to leave the small structure. I see a trailer behind the small stage, namely a trailer ive been in before. I walk to the back of the trailer and stand at the door, then exhale deeply. I knock on the door three times, with the bottom of my fist to make sure that it makes the most noise.

“The first show is over, The Great and Powerful Trixie does not do signatures in between shows.” I roll my eyes as i knock on the door three more times and say.

“Not even for your biggest fan?” A cacophony of knocks and falling objects is heard as a silhouette of a pony approaches the door. Said door opens a third of the way to reveal a very worried Trixie. “Why are you here?” she asks, her tone borderline angry. I shrug and say “I came because i heard you were in town from a friend. I wanted to talk to you about that day a few weeks ago.” She winces and looks at me, then closes the door. I hear a series of locks unlock, and the door opens completely. “Come in, but be hastey. Trixie has another show in 30 minutes.” she says as i walk into the trailer.

I sit on her mattress and look around. “Man, this really does bring back some memories.” i say patting the bed beside me. “Take a seat Trixie, i need a favor from you.” i say bluntly. Trixie looks at me with a confused look as she sits on her haunches in front of me. “First off, let me say that i forgive you for what you did last time we met, I know you were on your heat cycle, and i don't blame you for trying to seduce a sexy beast like me.” I display myself with my hands and Trixie rolls her eyes at me. “Ugh, Trixie would not hit on you even if you were attractive.” Trixie says as she lets out a huff. “Well, im glad of that, now we can be friends, like for real this time.” I say raising an eyebrow for some reason.

Trixie looks down, then back at me. “Trixie supposes she can agree to be friends with you.” I clap my hands together and then start rubbing them together. “Great, now i need a favor.” i say looking at her with a heavy smile. “And what would that be?” Trixie inquires.

“What do you know about firework spells Trixie?”

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Perspective: Rarity and Firestorm (3rd Person)

Rarity and Firestorm sat in a passenger car, attached to one of the larger ferris wheels in equestria. How Pinkie acquired it, baffled them both. As Firestorm and Rarity’s car raised, Rarity thought how nice her night with Firestorm had been. First they had looked at the attractions, then they played a few games, of course Firestorm was a proper gentleman and won a prize for her. After the games, they attended the talent show which was a delight, because they both got to enjoy Max’s wonderful not mediocre at all humor. After a both exhausting and eventful night, Firestorm and Rarity decided to cool down with a nice relaxing Ferris Wheel ride.

As their Cart reached the top, the ferris wheel came to a stop. “Why did the ferris wheel stop?” Firestorm asked Rarity with a frown. Rarity was as baffled as Storm on this one. The normal sounds of the carnival music slowly faded out like it was the end of a very long song before the strings of violin began to play.

The soft music gave the already star filled sky a more romantic vibe to their predicament. Rarity would give Storm a few glances before blushing lightly and turned away before FireStorm would turn to meet her gaze.

It was than the fireworks began to go off around them. It was at first simple star shaped ones before some of them would take the shapes of hearts and ponies. Before a few sets of them held the image of a white unicorn mare and a orange unicorn stallion sharing a romantic kiss.

This caused the both of them to blush a color most ponies would not expect to be seen in the visible spectrum. Underneath them the ‘Great and Powerful’ Trixie flicked spell after spell of fireworks much to her dismay at the overuse of the spell. She understood Max’s wanting to put on a grand performance for two of his ‘friends’.

It wasn’t long before the ferris wheel started up again causing them to back down. The two of them exited the cart onto the streets of Ponyville as they both had a radiant blush on their faces.

Max and Trixie watched from around the corner as they slowly walked away. Max face palmed with a loud slap as he tried to figured what went wrong. There was the music, fireworks, the romantic music, what could he have missed. He turned to watch a couple share a meal at the local dinner, and he could see what he forgot. The candle lit dinner, without a word Max dashed off to have a quick with both Pinkie Pie and Twilight Sparkle leaving Trixie confused. He was able to rope Pinkie into his plan to help set up both his and her friends together. His plan was whispered into her ear as he couldn’t help but grin like a mad pony. She nodded before she zipped off at a speed that could only be matched by a high powered round. Next up was Twilight who held a fold in her magic with her trying to find both Max and FireStorm.

“There you are, I’ve been looking all over Ponyville for you and FireStorm.” She said as she tried to open the folder that was quickly ripped from her magic.

“Can’t talk about that right now, something of grave importance takes higher priority.” he said as he leaned down.

“What’s wrong? Is somepony hurt, or worse?” She said as her mind went to red alert. Max leaned in and began to whisper his plan into her ears. Her surprised looked quickly shifted to one of annoyance as she gave a rather aggravated sigh.

“I can’t believe you some time.” She said before she pulled out some parchment, quill, and an ink bottle to quickly scribble down a note. She left with a huff to find Spike so she could have him send a rather quick letter. With that Max couldn’t help but grin as he made a second mad dash towards the hill just outside of the carnival to find both Storm and Rarity already sitting at what looks like a makeshift table with a checkered tablecloth over it.

Pinkie was below the hill with a plate ready for the two of them. Normally ponies and most people would question the fact that Pinkie had both set up this rather romantic spot for two of her friends and made a full plate of slightly tomato sauced pasta with a daisy garnish, but frankly Max learned not to question things like that. With a little help Max was able to find myself a chef’s outfit, including with fake mustache and all. He made my way up slowly up the hill as the stars above us all began to shift and slowly fell against the dark blue night sky. He got up to the two ponies that sat next to each other other with the tall white castle burned before them. Max couldn’t help but notice that their gazes were on the falling stars from the heavens themselves. He slowly slide the plate of noodles before them and bid them adieu as he walked behind them. Without them noticing he jumped up into the tree to get a better view of the show.

They shared an ideal chat as they slowly picked at their food. Pinkie joined Max up in the tree watching her friends get together. Max just watched as they slowly at their food as Rarity talked about her dressmaking business. Even Storm would just simply let her talk about and take complete control of the conversation. Max rolled his eyes silently as he watched this. Sometimes he wanted to strangle the stallion on how timid he could be around others. Which is rather funny if you think about the fact he was a rather high ranking officer in Celestia Private Guards. Max leaned down and thumped Storm in the back of the head quick enough to get back up into the tree. Storm turned around to see what the buck had smacked him, but he didn’t notice anypony their. He returned his gaze to Rarity who was looking back at him. They made eye contact and they slowly got lost in each other’s eye. It was than the violin music that Max had asked the band in the carnival to play reached the two now loved sought ponies on the hill. Max watched as they slowly began to take another bite. But it was easy to notice that they both held a long piece of noodle end. They slowly got to the middle as Max and Pinkie slowly leaned in to watch with bated breath.

But the noodle broke before their muzzles connected, this got Max to almost let out an annoyed grunt before Pinkie’s well placed hoof covered his mouth. They watched as they stayed there a few moments before Rarity took the initiative and dived right into a rather deep and passionate kiss with FireStorm. For a moment Max could have sworn he heard the old Xbox achievement sound once those two connected. He couldn’t help but have a cocky grin as both Max and Pinkie left Rarity and FireStorm who didn’t even notice them leave the tree behind them.

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Perspective: Max (First Person)

You did good today Shipmaster.

Yeah, i gotta agree with Lefty. You did pretty well, I give you a B+

“I GOT A B+?” I yell as i throw my hands in the air, startling the ponies walking around me. “COME THE HELL ON, THAT DESERVES AT LEAST AN A++ FOR MAKING A REFERENCE TO A VERY CLASSIC MOVIE.” I ruffle my hands through my hair as Pinkie catches up to me and walks at my side.

“Well, despite bad judges I think i had a pretty awesome day today.” i say as i Ruffle my right hand through Pinkies mane. “Yeah, i think today was super duper!” Pinkie says as she looks up to me and winks, which causes me to blush.

As we make our way out of the Party, I get a very foreboding feeling. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up as i heard a maniacal laugh in the distance behind me.

I stop and turn around “I was having such a good day.” Pinkie seems to stop as I do. “What's wrong Maxie?” she questions me with a look of concern on her face.

I kneel down to Pinkie and look her in the eyes. “Pinkie, i need you to run and dont look back until you find Celestia. when you find her tell her to evacuate the Ponyville.”

Pinkie had tears welling in her eyes as she tried to say something “W-w-what's happening Max?” she asked me.

“THIS BATTLE IS FAR FROM OVER, HUMAN!”

I lean down and kiss Pinkie, then stand back up and turn to see red cloud of smoke rushing toward me from about 100 feet away “RUN PINKIE.”

I can make small things, like a notebook and a pen. from what i've seen of Alphas powers, all he has is the power to destroy. The power to create is far stronger, and has more potential.

Hes now 50 feet away from me, i can feel the wind on my face as he approaches.

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TO BE CONTINUED

IN THE SEASON FINALE

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