A/N: Um, so this chapter starts a bit before the last one, okay?
Apple Bloom continued her journey through space. This time around, she had a mission. A mission so important that it was like life or death or something. She flew through three planets, destroying the freak out of them. The small filly increased her speed to twenty thousand grantlebitches an hour, causing her to make a Sonic Apple Boom. The red, apple-shaped shock wave struck seventeen more planets, destroying the freak out of them, and causing all of their inhabitants to explode in a shower of apples of all types.
And within the span of twenty seconds, she had reached her destination: Equestria. Specifically, the Great Equestrian Desert.
Spike, who was still comatose, was lying within this desert somehow. A pair of vultures flew over head, selecting the unconscious dragon as their next meal.
Apple Bloom crashed into the dessert in pure, unbridled, fury. She removed her bow, which was forged in the fires of Hell, and threw it at the vultures, slicing their heads off and sending their still living heads to a dimension of pure, unending agony. The rest of their bodies then combusted. Apple Bloom's bow returned to the back of her head, now covered in vulture blood.
She looked down to Spike, ungodly lust filling her eyes. She leaned her head down, and whispered to Spike, "Yer gonna make me feel good."
Princess Celestia sat in her favorite throne-the one made of pelvises- and sighed in content. She may have been a merciless pan-dimensional conquered, but even she liked to relax every now and then. Though, she still held a feeling of boredom in the hollow shell she called a heart.
But her peace was soon disrupted by a nameless messenger changeling. (The Changelings were among the first races Celestia conquered) He had entered the throne room in a hurry.
"Your holy majesty, Princess Celestia, I bring you alarming news!" The Changeling bowed to his mistress.
"And what is it?"
"It is Apple Bloom, my mistress."
"Ah," Celestia smiled in nostalgia. Apple Bloom was one of the first ponies to oppose her reign when she first started. The little filly had raised a small army of turtles in an attempt to defeat her. So Celestia, being the ever benevolent ruler she was, vaporized the army when they dared to try and invade Canterlot. It was painful for them. Then, out of boredom, she fused mary sue flesh into Apple Bloom and banished her to the other side of the universe. Ah, those were good times. "And what of her?"
"She... She has learned to master the curse you placed on her, Your Majesty! So far, she has decimated the saiyan branch of your army and destroyed twenty one planets that were under your glorious rule! I have heard rumors that her power is continuing to grow at a rapid pace, as well!" The Changeling was visibly shaking in fear, knowing that the Princess had a bad habit of killing those who gave her bad news.
"She is now, is she?" Celestia's smile grew maniacal. Perhaps this is what she needed to alleviate her boredom: a challenge. Perhaps Apple Bloom is planning on taking her on again.
"W-what should we do, Your Highness?"
"Nothing for now. Princess Celestia wishes to see what will happen."
"A-are you sure, Your Highness?"
Celestia didn't reply, merely creating an illusion of the Changeling's greatest fear: Britneigh Spears.
"For-forgive my insolence, Princess Celestia!" The Changeling shook madly. He now knew he had no chance of leaving alive.
"It is quite alright, subject. You may leave."
The Changeling looked at her, It's expression a mix of confusion and happiness. He quickly bowed his head again. "Thank you, Your Majesty!" And It quickly turned to leave.
"Oh, before Princess Celestia forgets. Subject?" Celestia called to the Changeling as it began to leave.
"Yes, Your Majestic Highness?" It asked cheerfully. It relief was soon extinguished as it realized that Celestia caught it in her magic, and was now levitating it off the ground.
"Your Princess forgot; She needs a new toaster cozy. My last one is just ripped," She said casually as she ripped the Changelings exoskeleton from the rest of it, letting blood and other goo drip onto the floor. She dropped the remaining organs on the floor, and called a maid to clean it up.
"You see, pony flesh isn't as durable as I thought it would be. I think one made out of changelings will do much better," She said to the empty shell.