Littlepip turned to face the Goddess at the top of Tenpony Tower. "This has gone far enough, Goddess! You have to stop now, before it's too late!"

"THE GODDESS HAS LITTLE TO SAY TO YOU, LITTLEPIP!" The alicorn speaking for the Goddess declared, turning to go.

"Wait!" Littlepip called. "Please, let's solve this peacefully! Is there anything I can do to make you change your way?"

"THE GODDESS... THE GODDESS NEEDS HELP... WITH A CERTAIN PONY..." The alicorn admitted after hesitating a little. Her hoof raised to point at the other, battle hardened unicorn on the landing pad. "YOU! THE GODDESS WANTS YOU, BLACKJACK!"

Blackjack, still wearing her crown of whiskey bottles stepped back nervously. "Wait... what?"

"What?!" Littlepip gasped. "You can't be serious!"

"WE ARE!" The alicorn insisted, walking towards Blackjack, a sexy sway to her hips.

Blackjack licked her lips. "I... uh... I can't love you..." she clarified.

"WE DON'T NEED YOUR LOVE! WE JUST WANT YOU!"

"But... why?!" Littlepip asked. "No offense, but Blackjack? Do you have a death-wish?"

The whole platform became eerily quiet until several alicorns materialized around them. Littlepip and Blackjack backed against each other, ready for battle.

That's when the foremost alicorn stepped up. "Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!"

Blackjack and Littlepip looked at each other in confusion.

"Caught in a bad romance!" The alicorn sang.

"What?"

"Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Caught in a bad romance!" the alicorn sang again.

That's when the other alicorns started singing in chorus: "Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah-ah! Roma-roma-mamaa!
Ga-ga-ooh-la-la! Want your bad romance..."

"Okay," Blackjack whispered to Littlepip, trying to ignore the rows of alicorns singing. "I'm going to shoot the one in the middle and run... you shoot the rest and follow."

"I want your love and I want your revenge! You and me could write a bad romance!" The goddess continued singing.

"That doesn't make any sense!" Littlepip argued. "How about I run and I let her have her way with you!?"

Blackjack paused, contemplating the possibility. "Well... they're really attractive..."

"Yes," Littlepip agreed. "They are..."

"I want your love and all your lovers' revenge... You and me could write a bad romance!"

"Yeah, let's see where this takes us..."

Octavia slammed her hoof right next to Vinyl Scratch, making her jump. "Well, well, well, what have we here?" she asked with a sickly sweet voice. "Vinyl Scratch: Miss 'Fanfics are lame" herself, writing not only a derivative fanfic, based on a fanfic... but also a songfic. Who's been a naughty filly?"

"I-I just..." Vinyl gulped.

"Oh, don't worry, Vinyl," Octavia grinned. "We'll just have to make sure you publish this in the appropriate place."

Vinyl shrank in her seat. "Can I use an alias?"

Tavi shrugged. "I'll think about it..."

Author's Notes:

Yeah. It's nothing. Not going anywhere or anything it's just for months, every time I hear Lady Gaga's 'Bad Romance' I keep imagining the Goddess from FO:E singing it.

I know... it's weird.