First of all, this is my first story, which means there might and probably will be some errors. Please do not hesitate to tell me what and where they are if you see any. Second, this and other stories will be based around crossovers from popular media, such as videogames and TV shows. This one is about the recurring link I have seen with My Little Pony and Team Fortress 2. If you have played the latter, you know what I'm talking about. Finally, I use "he" for Pyro because, according to science, he is a man. (Thanks to Game Theory for showing me this)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, places, or ideas found in either My Little Pony or Team Fortress 2.

The day it all started should have tipped someone off that it was going to be a weird day. First of all, it was raining, which, in the arid zone of Dustbowl, was rare. Second of all, Blutarch's men had fled the vicinity before Redmond's had gotten to the final control point. And, maybe most of all, Heavy had run out of sandwiches to eat.

He was in the Red team infirmary now, worrying himself to the grave over whether he would have a lunch. Medic was flustered as well, anxious to get back to a project with Engineer but forced to get Heavy's lung working again. Pyro was in the corner "licking his lollipop," and the others were outside, admiring the New Mexican rain.

"How long can this take, doctor?" the Russian asked yet again. "I feel like big man, so let me out!"

"You are missing half a lung, mein freund. You are in no shape to be cooking." He felt around for a needle and began attaching the lower portion of the big man's lung to the rest of it. "Remember vat happened last time you made a sandwich?"

Heavy groaned, but managed to make it until he was closed up again, and strutted out of the infirmary like a new man. Looking out at the rainy afternoon, a thought entered his mind. "Time to clean Sascha!" he grinned. Anything to take his mind off of food would be fun, and Sascha was getting dirty, anyway.

Heavy sat under the roof near the final point and got out a jar of liquid and a paintbrush. He began lovingly applying the polish as if he wasn't the roughneck, Russian slayer-of-men everyone saw. He didn't notice when someone took the jar and switched it with another, before disappearing with the true polish.

Heavy dipped his brush in the jar without looking away from his gun. He was about to continue painting the end of the barrel when he noticed that the liquid on the brush was no longer black. It seemed kind of…

Yellow.

"I put twenty on Scout getting hit," Soldier stated, throwing a bill onto the table near Blu's former spawn. Scout was staring at the end of sniper's barrel, an apple atop his head. Sniper was aiming for the apple, of course, but with the rain…

"Yer on!" Demoman yelled, throwing a two tens of his own onto the table and taking a swig of his whiskey. "Sniper's the best shot I've ever laid me eyes on!"

"Would you hurry it up already?" Scout asked, not a little jumpy from what he was doing. "It's getting kinda cold out here, and I just wanna get this over with."

So sniper took the shot.

Scout opened his eyes and quickly jumped out of his fetal position on the ground. He saw the apple in pieces and cheered over the fact that he wasn't dead, before reclaiming his headset, which had fallen to the ground. "Take that!" Demo cheered, before grabbing all the cash.

Sniper was about to set up a challenge for Demoman when he saw a large Russian missile headed straight towards him.

A few seconds later, Heavy had Sniper up against a wall, a fist in his face. "Why you put Jarate in Sascha's soap?" he yelled at the top of his newly fixed lungs.

"I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about, mate," Sniper stuttered before getting a punch in the gut.

"Your jar of piss is on my brush!" Heavy exclaimed, holding his utensil up close to Sniper's face. "I want to know why!"

Before sniper could respond, a laughing noise came from the shadows. "SPY!" Heavy and Sniper both yelled at the same time.

"Did you forget about me?" Spy managed to get out between laughs as he uncloaked. "The look on your face, Heavy…" His expression quickly changed from joy to terror as both his victims advanced on him. Just before Heavy's fist met Spy's face, Engie rounded the corner. "Y'all get to the north infirmary; Medic and I have somethin' to show you," he shouted before rounding the corner again and running back away excitedly.

"We will finish this later, frenchie," Sniper growled, before turning away. After forcing themselves not to laugh, Scout, Soldier, and Demo followed the other three to where Engie had pointed them.

When they got there, they saw a very happy Medic and Engineer standing near a large archway that looked very futuristic. "You will never believe vat we have done!" Medic told them. "It is… A dimensional portal!"

"My teleporters combined with Doc's medigun technology let us make a pathway to other places on time and space!" Engie took his turn to explain. "Imagine if we could get to the next battlefield before our enemies ever even knew there was a battle there! We would win this war in no time flat!"

"Maybe I could see your mother before she had you," Spy whispered to Scout, who lost it.

"You know what, you can leave my mother alone! I have no idea why-" He was cut off by another back-handed insult from Demoman, and the entire conversation just went downhill from there.

Balloonicorn whinnied and tugged Pyro over to the big donut. He poked it with his lollipop, wondering what Balloonicorn was so excited about. Then, he saw what looked like a pink gumdrop opening in the donut's center, driving a small giggle and clap from him. With one last neigh from Balloonicorn, he grabbed his rainblower and crawled through.

"… Didn't care if they were civilians, they looked evil!" Soldier screamed, before noticing what Pyro was doing. "That portal is open, and Pyro is going in!" Then, as an afterthought, "I was supposed to be first!"

"Ve have not calibrated it yet! Where is he going to end up?" Medic yelled, running after Pyro. In their attempts to get Pyro, all nine mercs ended up in the portal, which then closed unceremoniously.

"If only your mother were here!" Spy taunted, and they all went after Pyro as the very space around them distorted.

The next chapter should be out in a very short while, and will be from the ponies' point of view.