Windwhistler had finally thrown Cupcake out of the kitchen. She also had shown a talent for separating the poppies from other flowers the ponies had collected, and Lex was grateful for her help.
Morning Glory came trotting in and deposited a round furry hat on his head. Lex took it off and looked at it. It looked back. "Bushwoolie!" said the round furry hat. Lex put it back on. He couldn't afford the time that another head trauma would cost.
By the time he added the finishing touches (powdered meteor rock and a few other choice additives he'd brought from home) to his designer drug, the sky was clouded over with horrifying violet clouds, and a dangerous thrumming filled the air.
"Hurry!" cried Applesauce, galloping into the kitchen. "C'thulhu's coming, and it's huuuuuuge!"
Lex rushed out of the kitchen, followed closely by Windwhistler. He caught a glimpse of the splashing, flailing, squamous, rugose monstrosity looming up from the surf, and quickly averted his eyes. He suspected that he didn't have a lot of sanity points to spare. "That thing's as big as the Chrysler Building! How are we going to administer this stuff?" he wondered aloud.
Even through the howling winds that were whipping up, Windwhistler seemed to hear him. "I sent Spike to bring the Flutter Ponies! I hope they won't be too late!"
"We can't wait for them!" Lex said. "Get the flying ponies down here; they'll just have to dive-bomb at it. Do you guys have a catapult, or any cannons?"
Windwhistler shook her head and went to organize their Plan B Drug Delivery System. Lex started making up packets for the pega-ponies to use as grenades.
Unfortunately, the pega-ponies' aim seemed to uniformly suck. The best shot any of them got in was when Skydancer and Lofty, working together, dropped a piano on C'thulhu's head. That staggered the monster for a few moments, but it had almost reached the house (Lex armed himself with a long pole, tied a few packets of his sleep-drug to the end, and braced himself to try and shove them right into the creature's mouth as soon as it got in range) when a sprightly song became audible through the wailing typhoon.
We are here to help our friends!
Great C'thulhu's reign must end!
He should really be asleep
At R'lyeh in briny deep.
So we fly to set things right
With our Flutter Pony might!
A portly little flying reptile plopped down onto the ground, where Windwhistler was desperately trying to fashion a catapult out of a baby buggy. "I brought them!" shouted Spike the Baby Dragon.
"Thank goodness!" Windwhistler cried.
"Wow!" Spike added, looking at C'thulhu. "That's the second biggest mutant octopus I've ever seen!"
Overhead, a platoon of insect-winged ponies were lining up. The pega-ponies, with Gusty the uni-pony magically blocking the uncanny wind so that they could steer properly, brought them Lex's entire remaining kettle of sleeping powder.
"Prepare for Utter Flutter!" shouted Rosedust, the head Flutter Pony, in an incongruous English accent.
"Ready!" replied the others, in equally plummy tones.
"Utter Flutter!" Rosedust commanded.
It was the strangest thing in a day of strange things. The wind and the weather all were turned around, channeled and steered in the direction of the Flutter Ponies' desiring. It had absolutely nothing to do with physics, and Lex wasn't sure that observing this non-meteorological phenomenon wouldn't be worse for his grasp on reality than the Giant Chaos Squid and the whole Talking Cartoon Ponies thing combined. The entire atmosphere became concerned only with delivering the drug into C'thulhu's body.
The giant monster teetered for a moment, then crashed to the ground, gently snoring.
"Yay!" cheered all the ponies. "It worked!"
"He's squishing my flower garden!" Posey complained.
