Winds are getting stronger and the sky is falling through


"Twilight!"

"Spike?" Twilight Sparkle looked up from the book she had been studying and studied the small purple dragon. He clutched his chest and, panting, handed her a note that carried the official seal of Canterlot. She took the paper and carefully opened it, eyes scanning the message.

"Oh no. Oh no no no no." She flung the paper aside and galloped around the room, panicking. Spike, halfway to catching his breath, read the letter himself. He looked up in alarm when he reached the end.

"Discord's statue is missing?"

"YES! Oh no, do you know what this means?"

"It means one of Celestia's favorite garden pieces is missin-"

"NO! It means that one of the most evil of evils has been released, AGAIN!" She picked up the note using her magic and sprinted out the door. "I have to warn everypony! Stay inside," she called over her shoulder.


Not too far away, the draconequus had more on his mind than the six silly fillies who, at that very moment, were on their way to Canterlot to retrieve the Elements of Harmony. He grinned at the small paper in his paw, feeling the round disk inside with glee. How often does one get the chance to cause chaos between dimensions? he thought. Not only would he rule Equestria, oh no. There were worlds out there to command. Discord snickered, causing his partner-in-crime to turn to him, amused.

"Something funny, Discord?"

"Only the fact that this will be very entertaining, Chrysalis."


Karkat Vantas rubbed his temples, frustrated with …. Everything, really. Ever since those dumbass Alpha kids had popped up, he had been assigned to the job of keeping watch for more SBURB or SGRUB players. And it was really, really boring. He kept flicking back from SweetBro and HellaJeff, but nothing changed on the software Sollux had designed and sent them. Twenty-four trolls, eight kids, two cherubs. Though that one wasn't so cheery. He sorta freaked Karkat out. Actually, he freaked him out a lot. Who the fuck bites their own leg off? And oh gog, this meteor. Two fucking years. And nothing has happened. Nothing. At. All. Of course, life could be worse. He could be Eridan. Or, even worse, Kankri. Vantas thought about that, and it dawned on him; he was Kankri. Fuck.

"Wake up." Karkat yelped in surprise as he was pushed out of his chair.

"Oops, sorry. I'm a little … preoccupied, I guess." Terezi grinned impishly and Karkat had the sudden feeling that she had not done that on accident. He got back into the chair and glowered.

"What do you want, Terezi?"

"Kanaya sent me up here to check on you. You know, because I don't think anyone's seen you since Dave tried to get you to play penis Ouija again. Hey, how many of us are on the game right now?" Her sudden shift in attention reminded Karkat that he hadn't checked the computer in a while. He closed Dave's comic and refreshed the page.

Whoa, wait. That wasn't right. There were only supposed to be thirty-four. And after Caliborn... The troll counted, eyes widening.

"Forty. How the fu-"