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"Bah!" the ghost bah'ed. "Your brain is as useless as a Simulacron-3 sub-space motivator without it's prime-motivator, or as worthless as my mentor, Sigfrid Von Shrink's hunchback assistant! Guy had no......hey!", the ghostly spirit had become so distracted by his minor ranting that he lost track of the brave pony. "Huh?", he did not like the amount of guff the hero was giving him. "I am not just a 'ghost', I am the late, great Professor Whineas P. Hoofnmorder! And I'm also not a 'it'. I am a stallion. Geez." In life, the brilliant pony had no time for games or what he would consider 'foolish games' so he was not sure what Golly meant. This gave him the golden opportunity to snatch his saw on a stick. "Hey!", the ghost growled, "You clearly lack both the brain power and the license to operate an Illudium Q-36 Brain Discharger! I don't think you'd be allowed to work a toaster!", he chuckled at his own joke, which gave the pony even more time! Considering the machine was meant to saw through a pony's skull, it took only a few seconds to cut the ropes. "Thanks Big Brudda!", Bratty shouted as he was freed from the chair. The mare was happy to be free, but instead of thanking her hero, she let out a gasp. "G-G-Golly!", she gasped, "Look at that tool you have!" The saw on a stick, or as the mad professor called it, the 'Illudium Q-36 Brain Discharger' now appeared to have a pair of very evil ghostly eyes and was now floating like a ghost! The professor had taken over it. "Bah! Looks like my experiments were ruined by you meddling ponies! I'll have to get my revenge by showing you all what a real cut-up I am! Ha Ha!", he laughed as he turned on his blade. "RRRRRRRRRR!" the saw sounded off as it slowly made its way towards our heroes. "Oh heyburgers!", the colt yelped, "The sun is coming! We need to get out of here before its day and we'll be stuck here forever!" What would Golly do?

Very cute pic of very worst pony.

Fire Walker nodded her head and went to work. She had a common medical kit in her saddle bag, which she pulled out. She really hated to see anypony suffer, especially kids. Thankfully Apple Bloom would be unconscious for most, if not all of this. Maybe with some luck, it will all be just a really bad dream for her. The red mare dropped the kit right near the poor little pony. Inside she found a small cleaning rag which was still sealed in its air-tight bag. After opening the bag, she got the cloth wet with clean water from her canteen. She watched the little farmer for a moment and yuck. The nasty ol' boils really stood out on the filly's light coat. After cleaning up her area, it was time to release the fluids! This called for a sterilized needle which was also packaged. This is one of the times she wished she was a unicorn. A good ol telekinesis spell would do wonders, but without that, she had the very tips of her wings which were good for holding things. After she made sure the area was very clear, she proceeded to lance those suckers. These were then cleaned. Then it was antibiotics, which came in a little 'squeeze please' tube, which was applied and then it was loose gauze. Or gauzes? Was that a word? "Right, I'm done here. So far so good.", she cleaned up her little mess and waited. She rather liked Alizarin. For such a little pony, she sure was feisty! And this 'Sombra' fella. She was beyond curious now. What was he? Was he even a he? The real Sombra had been killed like three times? But he was evil. Like really really evil. This one was just cranky, although she had a feeling it would be very unwise to get him mad. Fluttershy's experience at her wildlife rehabilitation center proved to be beyond useful at this situation. She had changed so much over the years. When the officer had encountered the pretty Pegasus, she was so delicate, a small breeze would knock her over. Now she was giving out commands like an experienced officer. It also might be wise to head back to Ponyville once things settled. There was a small medical center they could drop Apple Bloom off, and then they would need to get a hold of her parents, er, family.

The ghost doctor looked rather confused. “I just.....Pointed it out to you on the board, you meddling milquetoast! Your friends will get gorilla brains, while the gorillas will get pony brains. You on the other hoof, will get the best of the best.”, he grinned rather evilly. “My perfect brain, which is stored away for safety.”,he huffed, “It’s a good thing your brain will be tossed in the nearest bin as it's obviously defective!", he let out another well timed 'BWAH-HA-HA-HA-HAAA!' that was perfectly synchronized with the outside thunder. "Ha! I don't need to catch you when I have my trusty gorillas at my side, you blunderous buffoon!", he let out a yelp as the flying gorilla came crashing towards and then through him. "Bah!", he bah'ed, "Your foolish plan was doomed at the start! Soon I will be in control of your youthful body and um. What's that sound?", he noticed the other gorilla had rushed over to catch the thrown beast. Doing so, the large primate crashed into the doctor's machines. "What are you doing, Gertrude?", the ghost groaned. Apparently Gertrude was a female gorilla and she turned her attention to the male and fluttered her eyelashes at him. Very large red and pink hearts floated from the pair. "This is not the time for wedding bells! Seize him!", he pointed to Golly. But the pair had other plans as they waddled out of the door, arm in arm. Ignoring both the pony and sinister spirit. "Hmmph.", the ghost turned his attention to Golly. "As they say, if you want something done correctly, you'll have to do it yourself!" With that said, he slowly made his way towards the hero with what appeared to be a giant saw. Perfect for brain surgery! WHAT WILL GOLLY DO?

Fire Walker waited for the good mare of 'many many jobs' to finish talking before she dismissed the others to start on camp. 'Pork Walker' was allocated rations of table scraps, which made him very happy. Not being the type of a commanding officer who just stood around while her fellow officers did all the work, she lent a helping hoof. She did pause for a moment. Applejack was pregnant again? This would be the second adventure the pair had been on together where she was with foal. Thankfully all of the red Pegasus pony's fears during their trip were unfounded as foal number one was born without any issues, or at least none Fire Walker had heard about. Once the camp was dismantled and placed in storage, the officer made sure everypony was ready and was fully equipped. She also made sure they all had time to visit the little filly and colt room before she secured the ship. After that, they would need to use the bushes for their business. The ship itself had a few features that kept nasty folk from breaking in, and her favorite new addition was a cool little new enchantment known as the 'Chameleon Circuit'. One of the head enchanters of the R.E.A, a unicorn named Ilinalta had come up with it. Once everypony was ready and all the doors were locked, Lighthouse activated the device. Within seconds, the ship was replaced by an large grouping of impenetrable native trees. "Neat.", the mare uttered as this was the first time she got to see the device in action. And thus began the march towards EVIL! Or at least over some rather rocky ground. Thankfully their assigned horseshoes were created for such surfaces. They were hard on the outside, but as soft as a kitten who was hugging a bunny inside. This was also good for Applejack as the shoes prevented too much rocking when one was walking. Swift Star did not have to worry about the ground as she was the first to go ahead into the sky. As they trotted on by, Fire spotted the usual native animals as they wandered about. More of those cute piggies. Lots of birds. Adorable little beach mice. And even some turtles. These quickly vanished the further they moved away from the beach. And what had started off as rocky mounds appeared to grow larger the further they moved on. Eventually there would be cliffs and the cave they wanted to to find. Fire was surprised to see their scout already. "Just a head's up Sirs.", she floated to the ground, "There's an U.L.C.U.D. ahead. Maybe a half-mile ahead. Walking your way. It's a little hard to see as it's a mess of trees, but I have a feeling it's an Tri-Horned Bunyip. They're usually harmless but please proceed with caution.", before returning to the sky, she paused just in case anypony had any questions.

"Private Pork Walker reporting for duty.", the officer chuckled before she turned her attention to breakfast and her map. There were things that needed to be planned. Numbers to be crunched. Her squad could move so far with an steady, but captious march down this way. With the weight of gear, armor and supplies. They would get here before the sun went down. And there were the weather reports for the next few days she brought with her. Sunny for the day, but there was talk about some heavy clouds, or as Director Red Skies made hem into, they were cute little grey clouds with angry faces on them. It took a moment before the food really hit her, "Wow Corporal, this is really good. Like really really good.", she closed her eyes in a moment of pure bliss as she enjoyed her meal. Military meals on the go, usually were furchtbar, or at least that's what they would say in Germane. She could eat this everyday! "Honestly, with the way things have calmed down after taking down Tirek, I think they’re just trying to find things to keep us busy. Last week they even sent me over to find Mister Waddle's glasses." They were of course, on the top of his head. Just like the previous week. "I have a feeling there might be more into this mission than we all might realize.", she kept her voice down low as well. "Thank you.", her plate was swiftly snatched up by the farmer once she was finished. The officer pinned the map on a board which she held up with a wing. After getting the attention of the others, she started. "As you can see here is a map of the island.", she poked a red pin into it. "Where we are.", another went into what appeared to be a gray blob. "Our first destination will be this cave right here as it is the nearest and has by far one of the more idea places we need to be searching. Please note that there is an advisory in this location. Said it used to be a Sand Tatzlwurm cave, so breathing masks have been inserted along with your gear. They attack their foes with a very highly allergic sickness called the ' Tatzl-Flu' which is also very contagious. They are large creatures but are vulnerable to magic and heavy vibrations. We will do a total exploration of this cave before we head off here.", she poked another pin further from the cave. "Was told this was a temple at one time. Considering its location near the volcano, one could probably guess it was meant to appease the volcano itself." "For this, I will need Swift Star in the sky for scout duty. I will take the lead, Corporal Applejack will protect the rear. And.", she showed the others on a chart where they would be. "Unless there are any questions, we may start on dismantling camp and gathering up all of our supplies and gear." Once that was taken care of, Fire Walker aided with camp. Soon, they would be traveling to....THE 'CAVE OF THE SAND TATZLWURM.' or as it was probably called now. 'The empty cave with nothing cool inside." Duh Duh Duh Dah.

Fire Walker tried her best not to get too close to the hurt filly. Crowding somepony like that would only cause panic and panic was never good for a hurt little pony. As she waited, more of her first aid lessons continued to pour into her head. When did she take classes on more fantastical beasts? Regular old animals rarely attacked ponies. And if they did, it was either out of defense or they were sick themselves. Basilisks were just miserable little jerks. Usually you would need to ether convince them to stop the venom and eventual shift into stone, or just stop on the little hobknockers until their skull cracked or they gave up. Like the others, she heard what Apple Bloom said. And while the Pegasus mare started to rummage through the child's bags, the officer gave the filly a little bit of water from her water-skin. Or at least attempted to, as what she had heard stopped the mare in her tracks. She carried Basalisk venom antidote in her bag? Was that even a thing? As Fluttershy made her back over, Fire Walker quickly moved out of the way and watched. She could only imagine the filly acquired it from the potion-maker that lived near the entrance of the Everfree. That zebra probably had a cure for anything. She waited And there was some chatter. Some she didn't care for, but she choose not to take it personally. She turned to the others and whispered, "If this potion doesn't work, we'll need to find the Basilisk that did this to her and find a way for it to restore Apple Bloom. Either that, or just stomp on its head. I heard killing 'em usually disrupts the conversation. At least that's what I heard.", she added rather grimly.

Smolder sighed as she watched the assortment of trees, mountains, lakes and hills zoom on by. She was going to a very old city known as Roam. Instead of the thatched roofed cottages of Ponyville that could be easily burninated or the pretty pony princess girlie fancy buildings of Canterlot, this old city was one a dragon could appreciate. Buildings made of marble, stone and bricks. Everything was solid and strong, like a good old cave. She was rather surprised to read in her guidebook that the city was created by the Pegasi. She assumed Earth Ponies would have created such a solid city. But Pegasus Ponies? Weird. She flipped through a handy little guidebook her friends had given her before she had rushed off to join the others at the train station. She was utterly heartbroken when she found out that with the exception of Gallus, her other friends were not going to be able to come along with her. Instead of having fun with her pals in Rome, she was going to be on 'Foal-Patrol' with her poor griffon punch-buddy. This was no place for a bunch of bouncing babies! They should have sent them to Dumb Babyland or Foalcity. Smolder wasn't sure those places existed, but they should! Along with the book, she was also given an rather snazzy blue toga, bracelet and sandals. She didn't ask who made it, but the young reptile was pretty sure Professor Rarity had a hoof in this. Stylish and very comfortable that highlighted all her good bits and hid all the bad ones. She was told, 'When in Roam, Do as the Roamans Do'. She glanced at a few pages that showed off the great Coliseum! This placed used to be packed with tough creatures adorned in armor that were ready to fight to entertain the crowd! Apparently they had some shows going on there. Hopefully they're as close to the real thing as possible and they didn't ruin it by making it all babyish. 'I challenge you, Huggis Maximus in a fancy prance-off for the honor of being booped on the snout by the good Emperor Friendly Flank'. Bah! They needed to have really realistic blood with cool trick weapons. And maybe a few heads that would bounce into the crowd. The dragon watched three fillies as they wobbled about. Smolder never really had any gal pals growing up. After she was bounced out of her family cave, it was just her brother at her side. Always looking out for each other's backs. Ugh. She needed to turn away as they were kind of cute. There was one of those odd pony-dragon gals nearby. How odd. They had pony wings, scales, could breathe fire and had horns like a deer. Thankfully pony knock-offs were not as cool as the real thing. Which was a dragon! There was one of the new students Smolder was unaware of, along with Professor Applejack, some blue Pegasus pony and Sunburst who was already starting to geek out. Thankfully the train finally stopped. "Hey, wake up.", she gave her sleepy griffon companion a friendly 'wap' on the flank before she turned to her duties. She helped the little foals gather up all of her loose items and head out of the train. Drop kicking them out would be fun, but that would probably get her into trouble. "Come on ill' ponies..", she grumbled. There was also their hotel. She had read about some pretty awesome places to stay. Roam Cavalieri. Palazzo Marefredi! Among a few other places she couldn't pronounce. Hopefully it would be one of those. While she would never admit it, living in pony buildings had started to agree with her over the last year. She could picture and nice comfy bed and a large tub with bubbles. There was also the famous food. None of that nasty pony food from the Olly Hoove Garden. Nope. She's gonna have the real thing!

Welcome to Canterlot! We got ponies, griffons and other creatures a lot! Hopefully you will stay for a spell. And not scare Sweetie Belle!

There was something different about ‘Boopsy’ and ‘Bratty’. They no longer appeared to be their respective forms. Boopsy no longer looked like a humanoid cat, but a cute and very unconscious young filly who was very close to becoming a mare. Bratty was now a Pegasus colt, resembling what ‘Golly’ know looked like, but younger. Thanks to a nearby mirror, 'Golly' could see that she was also an older colt. Not yet an stallion. Thankfully they were all Pegasus ponies, so they could at least fly. Both of Golly’s sidekicks were tied to chairs. These chairs were near two very large and scary gorillas. Next to the gorillas was a chalk board which outlined the removal of a pony brain, which would then be inserted into a gorilla body and then vice versa! A bespectacled and well dressed ghost floated into view. “Well, at least you’re honest.”, he chuckled as he eyed the hero. “Your little friends are perfect for the gorillas. But you, my young and sturdy friend. I have other plans for you.”, he quickly made his way over to his chalkboard and turned it so that every-pony could see the other side. This board showed an picture of the ghost doctor, which had a great big "plus" sign to a drawing of some odd machine that looked like a vacuum. This was also "plus" a healthy living pony, which equaled a living professor who was shown cantering about town with two mares at his side. This living professor was smoking a big cigar and was also pulling a wagon filled with bits. Nearby on the board was also an crudely drawn image of a gorilla enjoying a lollipop. This caused the ghostly doctor to howl at one of the large creatures. “No! Bad monkey! Bad! Only I get to draw on the chalk-board!”. This caused one of the gorillas to break out into tears. “Bad! No banana lollipops for you today!” He turned to Golly as he pulled out what was probably that vacuum machine thing from the chalkboard. “Of course you’ll be favoring hay and oats very soon....”, he let out another “BWAH-HA-HA-HA!” as he slowly made his way, ever so menacingly towards the heroic colt. Golly noticed the very sad gorilla was staring at a old desk that was within the young pony's reach.

It was a night that could not be any better. A full moon was out and there wasn't a single cloud in the sky. Fire Walker's beloved fiancé, Swift Squall was at her side and they were slowly walking on his private beach on his private island, somewhere in the Gallopocus Islands. As they slowly made their way towards a simple, but lovely cabana, the mare paused to soak in the atmosphere and let her hooves feel the sand. So bloody perfect. She sighed and they continued. There was a rather large picnic blanket rolled out near the small beach cabin. Festive candles along with a bottle of Bon Marché, which was her favorite, was resting in an wicker wine basket. "Il est temps pour certains baisers de fantaisie!", her beloved spoke in Prench for some reason. She really was curious, but as she opened up her mouth to speak, it was clear that kissing was the only thing she was actually going to do with that! well, at first that is. But as the handsome visage of 'Fillydelphia's favorite son' drew near, it was quickly replaced with a pig. "Pig Walker!", the mare gasped as the friendly little Piggie gave her a rather quick kiss. "That is such a cliché.", the mare muttered to herself as she slowly woke up from her dream. Sure enough, the adorable little creature had snuck into her tent and slept at her side like a faithful puppy. She gently woke up the little guy before she started with her morning routine. They were out in the middle of a island, but she still needed to look good. Everything must be in regulation even when there was only her fellow officers! If she were out of uniform, the other officers would lose respect for her! Once everything was proper and she looked utterly perfect, the red mare put away her mirror and slowly made her way out of her tent. "Good Morning...", she whispered as her eyes caught sight of breakfast! Yum! As he gathered up her meal, she smiled at the farmer. "Yeah, one of the little guys snuck into my tent and slept at my side.", as she spoke, 'Pork Walker' scrambled out of the tent and towards the bushes, for a little hunting of his own. "I Slept well enough." Her watch-partner proved her name wrong as she might have been swift when it came to flying, but not when it came to waking up! Thankfully she soon was out and about. "Lets enjoy our hardy little breakfast, and then we will begun discussion on her mission for today."

Golly entered a long hallway, which was illuminated by more of the same wall sconces. If he looked closely, he would be able to tell they just repeated the same textures for all of the spooky lights. Copy and paste. How lazy. As the very brave pony thought of what to do next, he could hear a unfamiliar voice call out. “Hare dare you!”. Golly might not be able to determine the species of the speaker, but it sounded like an older male. “You dare break into the lab of the great.” There was a pause for effect. “Professor Whineas P. Hoofnmorder! The Great Professor Whineas P. Hoofnmorder!", he growled, "And then you touch all of my stuff with your filthy hoofs! You will suffer the worst kind of torture!" A familiar voice responded back in full snark. "What? You'll talk to use even more! Ha! My brudder is gonna hit you so hard, you're gonna come back to life and then die again! Just you wait!", he said with no fear whatsoever in his voice. "Bah!" Now that was a well, done 'BAH' if you would say so yourself. This 'BAH' was followed by. "Your feeble-minded pudding-headed older brother is no match for the great “Professor Whineas P. Hoofnmorder!", this was also followed by a "BWAH-HA-HA-HA!!". Thunder could be heard in the background. "Also." the older voice continued, "What's with the girl? She's out cold. I didn't tie the ropes that tight.." "Eh, she's a fainter.". Bratty's voice answered in reply. WHAT WILL GOLLY DO?

"I'm going, I'm going! Yeash!", a lightly bundled up Wind Walker rolled out of her family cottage. Her parents had determined that they would enjoy one more slightly chilly day together before Winter was finally over. So their only remaining child that lived at home, needed to be out of the house! She could help with the Winter Warm Up! She did before. Although it was less of a hard working member of the team, and more of a student. Good Ol' Rainbow Dash had shown her around the last time. Now she was going to do it for 'realsies' this time. After letting out a annoyed snort to the now very closed door, the filly took to the sky. The speedy little Pegasus pony made it just in time for the....singing? Oh crap. How did they do it? How did they manage to come up with lyrics so quickly? Thankfully it was Rainbow Dash that was singing. She was the quickest and bravest pony around, but when it came to vocals? Eh. She was a speedy pony. This was followed by a stallion and then Miss Berry Punch, who had, punch, which she probably mulled. She really wanted to try heated up Pan-Galactic Gargle Blasters, but after the little couch incident at home with their new couch, the very purple and very sugary drink was banned. Well, there was an opening.. "Gotta clean up the sky before it's too late! Pesky clouds have worn out their stay. Being smacked up the side will be their fate. Time for them to go away!" With that, she punched and kicked away the nearby clouds, letting in a little bit of light. Huzzah! "Soon the skies will be clear. Wish these clouds would get a clue." Spring is almost here. And move on to a season that is brand new." Another cloud! And another! Pow! Bam! Well, she wasn't up to mare standards, but she was doing a good job for being such a little pony. "Dumb parents kicked me out of bed. Wanted me to help Ponyville without fuss. Being outside during this weather is something I dread. Can't believe you rhymed 'us' with 'us'. The little filly playfully stuck her tongue at the blue Pegasus and continued her work.

One of the things a pony needed to be during watch was on their hooves. None of this sitting about. That usually opened up a quick trip to Slumberland. Nope. On your hooves and also one needed to move about. Circulate those legs! Her older brother, Walk did this for a living! He could have easily got a nice, comfy office job. But nope, he prefered to walk the streets of Canterlot, making sure things were nice and safe. How he was not driven insane to the boredom had always puzzled the young mare. She also needed to keep her mind set firmly in reality. There are no monsters. There are animals, small and large, but no monsters. She needed to keep her eyes moving. If one stared at one spot for too long, one's mind starts to make up stuff. A stump in the distance starts to look like an Cockatrice lurking in the night. The mare did pause to breathe in the salty, but very healthy air. She would soon be here, or at least in the region, with her Swift Squall. It would take some convincing, but she would prefer a simple Island Cabana. A nice little hut on stilts that rested over the beautiful waters of the Gallopocus Islands. He would want to go big. Rent one of those oversized estate mansions that were usually as far away from the beach as possible. Huh? Fire Walker heard some rustling in one of the nearby bushes. Wild dog? Lost pelican? She nodded at Swift Star who got a better look at it with her 'Special Eyes'. "It appears to be one of those feral piggies. Nothing to worry about.", she added with a smile, "Cute little guy." before she returned to her side. There were stories about a group of Diamond Dog pirates known as the 'Sea Dogs'. Their Captain kept a few onboard as pets. However, when the 'Sea Dogs' were blown out of the water by a rival, the pigs were able to swim to an nearby island and over the next hundreds of years, those pigs managed to make a ton of new piggies. Those piggies made new piggies and so-forth. There was now an island known to the tourists as 'Piggie Island' where the adorable piggies would play with the visitors and more importantly, clean up after them as well. And sure enough, there was now a Piggie. A rather adorable little guy. Oh, how Fire Walker wanted to pet the Piggie. But she could not. She needed to keep watch. She managed a quick smile at the little guy who made a friendly snort before finding a little spot for a nap. He could be useful. If something horrible got near, the Piggie would be alerted and make a good deal of noise. She will name him Pork Walker. He sort of reminded of her brother, Punk. And if he were on guard, he probably would be doing the same. Even smelled very similar to her often in trouble sibling as well. The watch continued with no other random 'events.'. Pork Walker seemed to be having a dream where he was enjoying a good meal, as his little Piggie mouth was making adorable 'nom' sound. Soon it would be 'House' Siblings' turn, and then Fire Walker would be able to get off her hooves for the rest of the night.....

“Eh.”, the little pony shrugged his shoulders, “Maybe evil. Probably a little evil. But not super evil. It’s just a creepy little mist.”, he moved onto the next horrible, eldritch evil. Taking a good look at a book with a cover that appeared to be made out of rather thick, dark leather. "Oh. Says it's the Necrponomicon. I'll take this as a bit of light reading.." Thankfully, before he could snag it, he was distracted by his 'brother' and his missing girlfriend. "I dunno.", he added with a shrug, "Thought she was going through the books. Which aren't really books.", he poked at the shelves. "Yep. Painted plastic. Cheap. And also....Wagh!", he let out a shout as he was snatched up and flown somewhere else. Once placed on the ground the little 'colt' grumbled and glanced over at a wall with a torch that was not lit. The creepy scream caused the heroic 'Golly' to turn away. Where did the scream come from? And when he called for the little pony's help to follow the scream, there was no response. He was gone. Poor Golly was all alone in a dark and creepy house. Would he go and try to find Bratty, or would he run towards the scream?

"I doubt it.", Boopsy warned, "I have a feeling each monster has a different way to defeat it.", she glanced around the small, but impressively themed room. "There's so much cool stuff here.", being the curious sort, she tried to take out an book she found interesting. Unfortunately just like the ride itself, the books were just molded into the bookshelf and painted to look like a book. "Ah table-scraps.", she properly cursed. Still, she was bound to find something interesting. So she continued to search the bookcase as Golly went to comport his 'little brother'. "What am I doing?", Bratty was enjoying himself just a little bit. "I'm being a lovable scamp....Whoops!", he said as he 'accidentally' knocked over a small mason jar while placing what would be his front right hoof on his cheek. The jar promptly hit the floor, causing a small green mist to pour out. "Hope that wasn't evil!" As he reached into the very interesting display, he was stopped by his 'brother'. The little pony not too keen to be blocked from the incredible 'Cabinet of Dr. Ponigari' as it was marked on the side. "Yeah, come on! I wanna play with the monkey paw!", he shouted. As he did, another scream could be heard. "Oh-Oh, looks like your girl-friend got into some trouble!", he shrugged his shoulders and quickly scooted underneath the colt. The last time Golly saw his 'gal-pal', she was standing near the book-shelf. Now she was gone! What would he do?

The month had been interesting so far. The red coated officer was able to spend some quality time with her mother during the early week. She had never been the same when a old friend of hers said she 'looked good for her age'. This did not sit well for the middle-aged mare who proceeded to try her very best to push back the march of time. From hiring a personal trainer to get back into shape, to dying her hair back to its original color, she didn't want to look 'good' for her age, she wanted to look incredible. And normally she would have enjoyed a nice cup of tea with her mother on Monday, but not anymore. They spent the day at the 'Obstakillers Cirque Du Sore Legs' Obstacle Course' in Canterlot. Fire Walker's poor performance highlighted the need for her to go on a mission. Any mission to get any from her mother. Thankfully Applejack had one lined up for her. One that did not seem very serious, but somepony knew something she didn't know, as they gathered a rather skilled group of guard to figure out who was causing some ruckus on the islands. Or was that rackus? Hokey smokes, Applejack was really getting into this. You would have been lead to believe they had snuck into enemy territory and were about to sneak into the head's base. Still, the farmer took this very seriously, which was good. It had been a rather long time since the Pegasus pony had joined a group such as this. With a grin, the officer joined in and helped set up everything. In The R.E.A, nopony just sits and 'supervises'. Once things were settled, she did go over and make sure everything was set up correctly. And that it was. "Everything looks good.", she responded, "Get some rest and we'll alert the siblings (Brickhouse and Lighthouse) once it's their turn. Till then, get some rest..", she saluted the good Captain* Now it was Fire Walker's least favorite thing to do. Watch. One obviously does not want anything to happen, but it gets so boring, you almost want something. But nope. She made sure the mare was on opposite ends of her so they had an optimal view of the surrounding areas... And so they waited...And watched... * Or whatever Applejack is. I forgot