Fluttershy finished her daily chores and sat down to check her email. At the top was a message from Discord, titled "Fwd: fwd: fwd: fwd: fwd: fwd: fwd: fwd: fwd:." Fluttershy thought that was a strange title, so she opened it to see what it was about.

DO NOT DELETE! THIS IS REAL! IT WAS ON THE NEWS!

To all of my friends, I do not usually forward messages, but this is from my good friend Cheery Cheeks and she is an attorney. If she says that this will work, then this will work. After all, what have you got to lose? SORRY EVERYPONY! JUST HAD TO TAKE THE CHANCE! I'm an attorney. And I know the law. This thing is for real. Rest assured Microsoft will follow through on their promises for fear of a multimillion bit lawsuit similar to the one CiderCo filed against General Lightning not long ago.

Dear friends. Do not take this for a junk letter. Silicon Star is sharing his fortune. If you ignore this, you will regret it later. Microsoft is now the largest Internet company and in an effort to make sure that Internet Explorer remains the most widely used program. Microsoft and EOL are running a beta test.

When you forward this email to friends. Microsoft can and will track it (If you are a Microsoft Windows user) for a two week time period.

For every pony that you forward this email to Microsoft will pay you $245. For every pony that you send it to that forwards it on Microsoft will pay you $243 and for every third pony that receives it. You will be paid $241 within two weeks. Microsoft will contact you for your address and then send you a check.


Twilight read the strange email from Fluttershy. "That makes no sense," she muttered to herself.

"TWILIGHT!" Spike shouted, bursting through the door. "Check your email!"

"Yeah, I am," said Twilight. "Fluttershy sent me the strangest-"

"Yeah yeah yeah! I got it too! Refresh refresh refresh!" Spike exclaimed.

"Okay?" asked Twilight. She pressed the refresh button. Spike had sent her a message with the same subject.

"Okay, now forward mine so I get the money," said Spike.

"Spike, I'm not convinced this is real," said Twilight.

"What? But what about Cheery Cheeks?" asked Spike.

"Okay, Spike, remember flat earth?" asked Twilight.

Spike shuddered. "That was a dark time."

"Remember what those websites all sounded like?" Twilight pressed.

"Yeah, they were awful," said Spike.

"Don't you think this email sounds a little bit the same?" Twilight asked.

"Let me see," said Spike. He pulled himself into Twilight's chair, forcing her out. "It is worded strangely. But look! Cheery Cheeks is an attorney! She's personally endorsing it!"

Twilight groaned. "If this were actually from an attorney, it would be professionally worded and be on official letterhead."

"But it's an email," Spike pressed.

"You can still make it professional!" Twilight cried. "Okay, what can we do to verify this is real?"

Spike thought. "Google it!"

"Bingo!" Twilight beamed. "Let's look up this Cheery Cheeks."

Cheery Cheeks was a real lawyer, but Twilight couldn't find any of the aforementioned "news" the message mentioned on Silicon Star. She sent the lawyer and the tech tycoon an email to verify.


FWD: Sacred Celestia has chosen you

The Prince of Yakyakistan received this picture and called it "junk mail." 8 days later he died. A stallion received this picture and immediately sent out copies. His surprise was winning the lottery.

Silver Shine received this picture and gave it to his secretary to make copies. She lost her job and he lost his family. This picture is miraculous and sacred.

You were chosen to receive this and be blessed by the Sacred Celestia. If you forward her to your friends and families you will receive a blessing. If you do not you will be cursed.

"Oh no!" Pinkie Pie squealed. "Prince Rutherford! I need to go to Yakyakistan immediately! Oh, and also send this. Celestia's orders, right, Gummy?"

Gummy blinked. Pinkie grabbed her alligator and threw all her things into luggage. After eating a stack of cupcakes, she boarded a train for Yakyakistan.


FWD: THIS IS SOOOOOOOOOOO COOL!

Try this! It really works! If you take this email and forward it to at least 5 ponies, including the pony that sent it to you, somepony will appear standing on the bridge. Let me know if you know them, okay?

Rainbow cocked her head and stared at the picture. "Yeah right!" she said. "There's no way that's possible." She moved the mouse over to the "DELETE" button, looked back and forth, then pressed "FORWARD." After choosing the obligatory five ponies to send it to, she stared at the picture. She squinted at it. She got really close to the screen. "Just like I thought, not gonna happen!" She moved her mouse to the little "x," then thought, "Maybe it doesn't work until they've also forwarded it." She continued staring at the screen.


Twilight's phone pinged. It was a message from Rainbow that said, "FORWARD MY THING ALREADY!"

Twilight rolled her eyes.

FriendshipIsMagic: Rainbow I'm sorry but I'm not forwarding any more of these things.

20%Cooler: BUT HOW WILL I KNOW WHAT PONY IS IN THE PICTURE?!

FriendshipIsMagic: There isn't a pony in the picture, Rainbow. In fact, there might be a virus.

20%Cooler: ?!

FriendshipIsMagic: Pinkie sent this "Sacred Celestia" thing to everypony, and our computers are really slow now.

20% Cooler: I didn't see that. I've been staring at this same picture for hours.

FriendshipIsMagic: Come on, Rainbow, u kno that thing won't work.

20%Cooler: *sigh* yeah…

FriendshipIsMagic: Don't open any more fwd things, ok?

20%Cooler: ok…


Pinkie Pie arrived in Yakyakistan. The yaks recognized Pinkie and gathered around to greet her.

"PINK PONY HAS COME TO VISIT US!"

"Pink Pony bring party like last time?"

"Oh no...does Pink Pony bring bad news from Equestria?"

"YAKS GO TO WAR WITH PONIES?!"

"Hello everyyak!" Pinkie said. "I just came to see how you were all doing and to pay my respects to Prince Rutherford."

"Prince Rutherford will be very pleased and surprised to see you! Yaks bring you to the Prince."

"Thank you," said Pinkie solemnly, following the yaks. "When I heard the news, I just had to come! Prince Rutherford and all of you yaks have been such good friends of mine. So, who is in charge now?"

"Pink Pony speak strangely. What news? Why new yak in charge? Honorable Prince Rutherford always in charge!"

"Oh, you're right," said Pinkie. "Of course it is too soon to think about replacing Prince Rutherford. He is, of course, irreplaceable, and will always be with you."

They arrived at the largest hut in the village, and a yak knocked on the door. "Prince Rutherford, Pink Pony is here to see you!"

"Ummm," Pinkie said.

The door swung open, and Prince Rutherford appeared. "PINK PONY COME TO SEE PRINCE RUTHERFORD? WE MUST HAVE PARTY!" he declared.

Pinkie was overwhelmed. She fell to her knees and shouted, "YOU'RE ALIVE! IT'S A MIRACLE! THANK YOU SACRED CELESTIA!"

"This strange new greeting. Yaks will learn," said Rutherford. Rutherford fell to his knees as well and exclaimed, "PINK PONY IS ALIVE! IT IS MIRACLE! THANK YOU SACRED YAK!" Pinkie and Rutherford hugged, and Pinkie started to cry. Rutherford said, "Why Pink Pony sad to see Prince Rutherford? No cry, Pink Pony! Greetings between friends should be happy."

"Oh, you're right, Prince Rutherford," said Pinkie. "I am crying from happiness at seeing you alive."

"Prince Rutherford honored to be loved so much by Pink Pony. Yaks will throw party in your honor," said Rutherford.

"Oh, no!" Pinkie exclaimed. "It is you who should be honored! It's not everyyak who comes back from the dead!"

"What Pink Pony say? Come back from dead? Prince Rutherford no dead! Who say Prince Rutherford dead!?"

"I got an email that told me you were dead!" Pinkie explained.

"WHO IS EMAIL, AND WHY THEY SAY PRINCE RUTHERFORD DEAD?! PRINCE RUTHERFORD SHALL SMASH!"

"Email isn't...you mean yaks don't have email?!"

"SOMEONE IS SPREADING FALSE RUMORS TO TRY TO TAKE OVER MY KINGDOM! YAKS DECLARE WAR AGAINST EMAIL!"

"WAIT! Do you mean yaks don't have the Internet at all?"

"Thank you, Pink Pony, for alerting yaks about this threat! Please, tell yaks more about these great enemies Email and Internet."

"They're not enemies! They're things! The Internet is a network that links all of Equestria together, and email is a way you can communicate over this network! Look!" Pinkie Pie showed Prince Rutherford her smartphone, and pulled up the email. She even showed him the Sacred Celestia email. "Hmm, that's funny. It's running way slower than it usually does. But, that's the Internet. Oh, I have to show you MEMES!"

"Pony magic astounding! Yaks want to possess magic too! Pink Pony will bring Internet magic to Yakyakistan?!"

"I will? Oh, that would be great! I'll go straight to Celestia and ask her how we can make that happen!"

"BUT FIRST!" said Prince Rutherford. "PINK PONY WILL TAKE PRINCE RUTHERFORD TO PONY WHO SAID PRINCE RUTHERFORD DIED!"

"Well, I don't know who wrote it originally, but...I got it from my mom," Pinkie thought aloud.

"THEN WE SHALL GO SEE THIS MOM PONY!"

"Uhhh," said Pinkie, "okey-dokey-lokey!"


Fluttershy, Rainbow, Applejack, Rarity, Twilight, and Spike sat in Fluttershy's living room. Discord floated on his own personal throne, sipping tea. "I'm hurt," said Discord. "My friends and I have vowed to be good online citizens. Why would you think we'd spread such drivel?"

"The geniuses behind #NOpal? Yeah, you're right, now sure why we'd suspect you at all," Rainbow said, rolling her eyes.

"Rainbow, Rainbow, Rainbow," said Discord, "what we did was trolling. Trolling is a single, thought-out comment meant to spark chaos. These emails are quite different. They pray on ignorance and doubt. I mean, I would love to take credit for making you stare at a screen for hours on end, but alas, I cannot."

"It seems that some of the emails have a virus attached to them," said Twilight.

"See, that's just amateur," said Discord. "If you ruin ponies' devices, you eliminate your audience. You don't even get to see the result of your hard work. That's no fun at all. I really am insulted that you'd pin this on me."

"We're sorry, Discord," said Fluttershy.

"I couldn't sleep last night because of that Bloody Mary thing," said Rarity. "Ugh, who else would send emails like that?"

"Well, the problem is, because the emails are being bounced all over the place, I can't really run an IP-address check," said Twilight. "I'd have to track down every pony that's ever sent one ever."

"Well, that's plum near impossible," said Applejack. "Everypony has sent one!"


Pinkie Pie and Prince Rutherford traveled from the Pie household to Filly Delphia, where a childhood acquaintance of Mrs. Pie had sent the Sacred Celestia. "I'm really not sure where this pony lives," Pinkie confessed. She pulled up the picture of her from her mom. "Guess we'll just have to ask around."

"Big crowd of ponies over there," Prince Rutherford said, pointing down the street.

"Good thinking!" said Pinkie. They moved to the crowd, and a bouncy, carnivalesque beat was playing.

Listen up everypony, to what we say

There's a lot of trouble out on the Internet today

There's trolls, there's viruses, and malware too

And all of these things want to infect you

Have you noticed your device slowing down?

Maybe you don't get reception all over town

Maybe files you once had have disappeared

Your favorite device is simply acting weird!

Well friends you're in luck

We've got the deal just for you

Protecting your device

Is something you simply must do

Get the Flim Flam Brothers' Super Computer Cleaner Upper

Take all of those nasty files

And erase them before supper!

"Flim Flam brothers!" Pinkie said.

"Why yellow ponies singing? Prince Rutherford no like this song," said Rutherford.

"They're trying to sell something," said Pinkie. "Come on, nothing to see here."


"Prince Rutherford find pony who sent email, or yaks declare war!" Rutherford declared.

"Oooookey-dokey-lokey," said Pinkie. "Why don't we stop in and ask Celestia about bringing the Internet to Yakyakistan?" In the distance, a bouncy, carnivalesque beat played. "Geez, the Flim Flam Brothers came here, too?"

"Pinkie Pie!" came a much friendlier voice.

"Twilight?" Pinkie asked. She turned around, and it was Twilight and Spike. "Hey! What are you two doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing," said Twilight. "Oh, hello, Prince Rutherford."

"Pink Pony taking Prince Rutherford to find the pony that said Prince Rutherford dead. Prince Rutherford no dead," said Rutherford.

"I see that," said Twilight. "Oh, hey Pinkie, I think that Sacred Celestia picture had a virus attached to it. Also, you're definitely not getting money from Microsoft. I talked to Cheery Cheeks. That's a scam."

"Oh, no!" Pinkie exclaimed. "Hey, could this be why my phone has been doing weird things recently? Maybe I should buy that thing from the Flim Flams..."

"The Flim Flams?" Twilight asked.

"Have they been to Ponyville yet?" asked Pinkie. "They're selling something that cleans up your computer."

"Interesting," said Twilight. "I'm going to meet with Celestia to get to the bottom of this chain email thing. Want to come? Maybe we'll find who sent the Sacred Celestia."

"Purple Princess Pony can find Lying Pony?" asked Rutherford.

"Well," said Twilight, "Maybe. It depends. I don't want to make any promises."

"If Purple Princess Pony no find Lying Pony, yaks declare war on Internet!"

"How can you...?" Twilight started, but Pinkie gestured for her to stop. "Yes, Prince Rutherford, I'll make sure we do all we can to find the Lying Pony."

"Purple Princess Pony is good friend," said Rutherford.


Celestia and Twilight huddled over the royal computer. "This is very interesting," said Celestia. "I've already dissected a few of these before. Let me see..." She opened the Sacred Celestia image. "Aha!" Celestia exclaimed.

"Aha?" asked Twilight.

"Here," said Celestia, "look at these other files from chain emails." She pulled up some other files. "They all have this same name," said Celestia.

"Malfmilf," Twilight read. "Okay? So they're probably all coming from the same source."

"The ones containing viruses, yes," said Celestia. "It's the same virus that slows down your computer until it eventually stops working."

"Ohhhh," groaned Pinkie. "None of my apps will open!"

"Yes, you're in the final stages of the Malf-milf virus," said Celestia.

"I guess I have to buy that thing," said Pinkie.

"Oh, you don't have to do that," said Celestia. "Here, let me show you how to delete it."

Pinkie handed Celestia the phone, and after tapping a few things, handed the phone back to Pinkie. "That's it?" said Pinkie.

"That's it," said Celestia. "I know the Flim Flam Brothers are selling a program that does it for you, but you really don't need it."

"WAIT A MINUTE!" Twilight cried. "Let me see that file name again!" She poked around Celestia's computer. "Malf-milf?!"

"What this have to do with lie that Prince Rutherford is dead?" Rutherford demanded.

"Everything," said Twilight. "Prince Rutherford, I've found the pony responsible for the phony email. Ponies, actually."

"Of course," said Celestia, bringing her hoof to her face. "Bring them here, Twilight."


"FLIM-FLAM BROTHERS! WAIT!" Pinkie cried. "My phone won't work! I need the Super Computer Cleaner Upper immediately!"

"Ah, you're in luck, little lady! We have just one left!" said Flim.

"But you need the phone adapter, which is just a teensy bit more expensive," said Flam.

"But much cheaper than buying a new phone," said Flim.

"Well, then it sounds like a good deal!" exclaimed Pinkie. "Actually, I just came from the royal palace. They're having all sorts of computer problems there! Have you sold your product to Celestia?"

Flim and Flam exchanged glances and put their heads together to whisper. They emerged a few seconds later. "We're here to help anypony and everypony, the great and the small," said Flam. "We would be honored to sell our product to the royal court at a special discounted price."

"Oh, they'll be so happy to hear that!" said Pinkie. "You must come immediately!"

Flim and Flam followed Pinkie back to the castle, ranting all the way about how many products they would sell after the princesses endorsed it. When they entered the court, Prince Rutherford was blocking their way.

"LYING PONIES!" Rutherford cried.

"Oh, hello, good sir," said Flim. "Are you one of the unfortunates with the computer virus this fine mare told us about?"

"Yaks no have computers," said Prince Rutherford. "Why Lying Ponies say Prince Rutherford dead?"

"Uhh, what?" said Flam.

"My name Prince Rutherford, leader of all yaks," said Rutherford. "Pink Pony say you write email that say Prince Rutherford dead."

"I'm sorry. I don't understand," said Flim. "Didn't you say you're Prince Rutherford?"

"That is correct, Lying Pony," said Rutherford.

"Are you referring to yourself in the third pony, or is there another Prince Rutherford?" asked Flam.

"NOW LYING PONIES SAY THERE ARE TWO PRINCE RUTHERFORDS?!"

"No no no, we're inquiring as to why you are using your name instead of saying 'I,'" said Flim.

"THIS HOW YAKS TALK. LYING PONIES HAVE INSULTED YAKS! YAKS DECLARE WAR!"

"NO!" shouted Pinkie. "Prince Rutherford, just let them through to Celestia, please? Then we'll talk discuss what should be done, together."

"Okay," said Prince Rutherford. "But Prince Rutherford not satisfied until Lying Ponies brought to justice."

"Oh, I can promise that, Prince Rutherford," said Celestia, stepping forward. "Flim and Flam, you are being charged with sending malicious emails to infect computers and boost sales of your unnecessary product."

"Unnecessary?" asked Flim. "Our Super Computer Cleaner Upper rids your device of all unwanted files!"

"That you put there in the first place!" said Celestia.

"Now now now," said Flam, "we have no control over what ponies do with their devices before purchasing our product. If they don't know how to take care of their device, that is not our fault."

"We are merely providing a service for ponies who don't have any other options," said Flim.

"We are entrepreneurs," said Flam. "Is business a crime, Celestia?"

"I'd say fraud is a crime," said Celestia. "I'd say creating a virus is a crime."

"What, what, what? Creating a virus?" asked Flim. "How do you know, I mean, what makes you think...?"

"MALF-MILF?!" Twilight cried. "You think simply making it your names backwards was going to hide your identities?!"

"How-how did you discover the name of the file?" asked Flam.

"It's not hard," said Twilight. "Anypony who knows how to view all their folders can find it."

"Yeah!" exclaimed Pinkie. "Duh!"

"Flim and Flam, you must pay reparations to everypony who opened your virus," said Celestia.

"EVERYPONY?!" Flim and Flam cried.

"Now hold on here, Princess!" exclaimed Flim. "How are you going to know who all has the virus or not? Those emails have been forwarded millions of times..."

Spike spoke up, reading from his phone, "When you forward this email, Microsoft can and will track it for a two week time period."

"Huh?" said Flam.

"Well?" said Spike. "You actually tracked it, right? That's why I keep getting this pop-up advertising your product?"

"Erm...hehe...I mean," said Flim. "Flam, why would you do that?"

"Me? That was your idea!" retorted Flam.

"Okay, I've heard enough," said Celestia. "We'll get a print out of all those IP addresses. Guards, take Flim and Flam away." Flim and Flam went bickering to the Canterlot dungeons. Celestia turned to Rutherford and said, "There you are, Prince Rutherford. Are you satisfied now?"

"No," said Rutherford.

"No?" they all repeated.

"No," Rutherford said again. "Rutherford see that Internet is strange and bothersome pony magic, and yet, Rutherford feel like yaks are being left out."

"Oh!" said Celestia. "You want to bring the Internet to Yakyakistan!"

"Prince Rutherford feel like Internet can increase communication between our tribes, which will lead to better friendship between ponies and yaks, which, despite your Lying Ponies, is greatly desirable," said Rutherford.

"Of course we can bring you the Internet, Prince Rutherford," said Celestia. "It will be our honor!"


Dear Princess Celestia,

Thank you for sending Internet magic to Yakyakistan! Yaks like Internet very much. Yaks spending all hours of day on Internet! Yaks learning many things from Google, and communicating more with other species, but mostly, yaks make pictures with funny words on them. Yaks request that ponies post more videos of the furry creatures with pointy ears. Shenanigans of pointy eared creatures hilarious! Prince Rutherford has highest score on Smash Candy of all Yakyakistan. This is most excellent pony magic. Yaks lucky to have such good friends in Equestria.

G2G TTYL,

Prince Rutherford

P.S. If there no way to remove ads in Tube of You videos, yaks declare war on ads lol