Bill, Hank, and Boomhauer stood outside Hank's house, more specifically, in front of his fence.

"Yep."

"Yep."

"Mmm-hmm."

They all stood around awkwardly, since Dale was supposed to bring the beer. Got-dangit, Dale... Hank thought to himself, looking at his watch.

Dale just then pulled into his driveway at high speed, almost destroying the garage. He then jumped out while the car was still moving, ran up to Hank, grabbed him by the shoulders, and started babbling incoherently. None of them were really sure what he was talking about, but they could pick out the choice words, "portal", "magic", and "Obama's alien brigade".

After a few minutes of this, Hank replied in a deadpan tone, "Dale, where the Hell's the beer?"

"Yo, tell ya what, Gribble, dang ol', just need to calm down, man, just, relax, calm down, use full sentences, man. Just, dang ol', slow down, Gribble," Boomhauer said.

"Yeah, Dale, listen to Boomhauer for once. Just slow down and explain to us again what happened," Hank said in a condescending tone, as if talking to a child who had done something wrong.

After a good thirty seconds of panting and coughing, Dale started, "Okay, so I was out driving to get the beer, right? And all of a sudden, I see these couple of grey vans stopped ahead of me. Now, I'm no idiot; I know that those are the alien department CIA, obviously after me for the alien urine I purchased a while back, Quite frankly, I'm surprised that they took so long to track me down, but-"

"Dale, stick to the topic at hand." Hank scolded.

"Right, right. So, I make this sharp turn left, going off road. And I, uh, may or may not have crashed into a tree, but that's irrelevant! What's important is that I got out and ran into the woods. So I'm running from Obama's alien brigade in the forest, when I think that I've lost them. But, unfortunately, in the process, I also lost myself. So there I am, middle of the woods, when all of a sudden, I come across this huge, and I mean HUGE tree. It has to be at least 200 feet tall, if not taller. So I'm thinking to myself, 'How the Hell did I miss this?' when all of a sudden, KA-BOOOOM!" He gestured wildly to mimic an explosion. "So I'm knocked to the ground, and I assume it's because Obama's alien brigade are testing out their weapons on me. But then I remember that if they WERE, all of my flesh would have been melted, along with most of my bones. So I stand up, and look around, and lo and behold, a magic portal is right at the base of the tree! So I go up to look at it, and uh..." He blushed a little and remained silent.

"What, what happens next? What happens next?" Bill asked.

"I-I really don't think you'll believe me..."

"Oh, no Dale, whatever you're about to say is surely more ridiculous than Obama having an alien brigade. Got-dangit, spit it out!"

"Okay, okay, fine! I saw... this... weird-lookin'... ANIMATED forest, with... with... um... p-ponies in it. U-unicorns and, and pegasi, and... whatnot."

The trio stared at Dale incredulously.

"Um, Dale, you know that bench you've been making?"

"Yeah?"

"Well, have you been going outside for fresh air every so often when you varnish it?"

"Yes... maybe..."

"Dang ol'... ponies?"

"You have to believe me! Hell, I'll take you down there if you want."

They all shrugged, a bit too worried about Dale's mental state to laugh, and shuffled away for a moment.

"Dang ol'...talkin' 'bout... ponies, man..." Boomhauer murmured to himself. Ye Gods, could it be true? he thought to himself. Have my deepest wishes been granted? Could... could Equestria exist?

"So, Hank, how was your day?" Peggy asked Hank.

"Oh, same ol', same ol'. Sold some propane, talked out in the alley, feared for Dale's sanity. You know, just an average Wednesday."

"Wait, what about Dale?"

"Oh. Well, we were talking in the alley, and instead of his usual nonsense about conspiracy theories and whatnot, he claimed that something legitimately happened to him. Something about a portal into some pony cartoon, or something."

Peggy glared at Hank.

"What?"

"Hank Hill, you just let your friend act completely delusional, and brush it off as it was nothing?"

"Well, so? I'm sure it's just Dale being... Dale, you know?"

"But what if it's not? What if he's finally lost it and you just brush it off as 'Dale being Dale'? What then, Hank?"

Hank sighed, and said, "Fine, Peggy, I'll go talk to him. He said he knew where it was, so, I'm going to be out for a while."

"Fine, just do what you have to do. Dinner'll be waiting when you get home."

In about fifteen or so minutes, Hank convinced Boomhauer and Bill to come along with him to go check up on Dale. It took another fifteen minutes to convince Dale to go back there, and another fifteen to drive there. Finally, it took yet another fifteen minutes to locate the tree.

When they finally managed to find it, they all agreed that it was worth the wait.

Just like Dale had described, it had to be 200 foot tall, and yet somehow invisible from a distance. What he failed to mention, however, is that the tree was carved with intricate designs and ancient pictographs. And, of course, on the roots laid a portal to a cartoon forest.

Bill stared slack-jawed at the portal.

Hank also stared dumbfounded.

Dale was talking about he was right, and the end times.

Boomhauer's face lit up like a kid's face on Christmas as he whipped out a camera and started taking pictures.

After another couple minutes, they all stared in awkward silence. Bill made a couple comments on how "purdy" it looked, and Boomhauer just kept giggling.

"So... now what?" Dale asked.

"Dang ol', tell ya what ya do, man, talkin' 'bout, dang ol', we all jump in on the dang ol' count of three, man, like, talkin' 'bout, onetwothree WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Dale looked at Hank. "Can we Hank?" he asked enthusiastically. "Can we, can we, can we?"

Hank sighed reluctantly. "Um... sure... I, I guess.. after all, if there's an entrance, there's bound to be an exit. Everybody- ugh- hold hands... on the count of three... one..."

"TWOTHREE!" Boomhauer yelled, dragging them all in.

That was the last thing they remembered before passing out

Hank looked around. Of course, he was in a forest. It couldn't be... he thought to himself. I don't think I have my glasses, must just be vision problems. Hold on here... Hank felt around for his glasses, before finding them. He put them on before they slipped slightly off. He used his hoof to push it back into place.

Hoof?

Up in Canterlot, Princess Celestia asked on of her guards, "Did you hear something?" She looked out the window, in the area of the Everfree Forest.

"Like what, your royal highness?" asked one of the royal guards.

"Oh, I know it sounds silly, but... I could have sworn I heard somepony go 'BWAAAAAH'!"

"No, your highness, I have not heard said scream. Unless, of course, I was intended to. In which case I most certainly heard it, your highness!"

The alicorn chuckled. "Oh, Swordhilt, you're such a suck-up." She tussled his hair, playfully.

"I am aware of this fact, your highness." At that moment, there was someone furiously knocking at the door. Swordhilt rushed over to see who it was. "It appears to be Lieutenant Stradust. Do you wish for me to open the door, your hi-"

"Yes," Princess Celestia said, without hesitation. She knew that Stardust was the guard in charge of, well, guarding the Royal Gardens. The Royal Gardens, while containing other irreplaceable items- such as statues- also contained another certain statue. She personally rushed to the door to open it.

Stardust was panting, as if he'd run straight from the Garden to the Princess's Headquarters in only a few seconds. In between gasps for air, he managed to get out "Statue... Discord... stolen... gone..."

Celestia looked at Stardust. She said with a dire tone, "So the statue of Discord- that is, his prison, the thing keeping him from breaking reality- is gone, and it presumed to be stolen?"

Stardust nodded furiously.

Everyone stayed silent for a moment. "Out," Celestia said in a near-deadpan tone. "Everypony out now."

The other Royal Guards respected her wishes, slowly backing out. Celestia tried to calm herself and walked slowly to the window, gazing out her window.

Once again, a sharp, distinct "BWAAAAAAAAAAH!" flowed through Ponyville, particularly through Twilight's house.

She got startled, again, and dropped her book. Again? she thought. Huh, two "Bwaaah"'s in a row. I wonder if anything's wrong?... nah... She picked her book back up and kept reading. It was a pretty good book.