This chapter is back in the Tf2 characters' point of view. Also, the part with the gunboats does not exactly follow the item's in-game description. I am aware.

Pyro jumped out the other side of the donut to see a world he had only dreamed of. Puffy clouds filled the sky, birds sang, and woodland creatures roamed free. He jumped with joy and began on his merry way.

A bunny came up to his feet and smiled. Pyro smiled back, and decided that today seemed particularly joyful. He bent down and offered the bunny a bite of his lollipop, which it accepted with glee. Feeling better than he ever had in his life about finding a new place to explore, he jogged off with his rainblower, lollipop, and Balloonicorn, leaving the bunny to hop and play in the field.

Scout hit the ground first. He jumped up and, after finding his scattergun and bat nearby, realized a happy fact. "I'm alive!" he proclaimed, laughing at the unexpected feeling of life. Then he looked back at where he had come out. "Oh, no no no NO NO NO-"

A large, Russian man landed on top of him, followed by more various sizes of assassins and mercenaries. "Mrrph mmph mm…" was all that he could get out of his mouth, what with the 300+ strongman atop him.

"What was noise?" Heavy asked, confused.

"GET OFF ME!" Scout managed to choke out. He climbed out from under him, and, as they all left the pile of people, they each reclaimed their items and weapons.

"Oh, I was ready to lose it!" Spy sighed as he pulled out a cigarette. As soon as he lit it, Soldier snatched it out of his hands. "What is your problem?" He yelped in surprise.

"We don't know where we are! This world may be filled with hostile beasts, Blu clones, or a FLAMMABLE ATMOSPHERE!" Soldier glared, before proceeding to light a cigar he had on hand.

While spy tried to inform Soldier of the pure idiocy he had just uttered, and Heavy was one step away from making out with Sascha, Demoman had found his weapons and was taking another swig of his seemingly endless supply of whiskey. As he fought off the temporary blurring of his vision, he saw Pyro making for the horizon. "Hey, lad!" he called, but to no avail. He was lost in whatever world he lived in. "Guys, Pyro's gone!"

The group followed in the general direction Pyro had gone, but stopped short when they saw something on the ground to their right. "I'll go see what it is, mates," Sniper announced. So they waited.

And waited.

When he returned, his look was half disgusted and half interested. He held up the items he had found, said, "Here ya go, mate," and threw it at Medic.

And so medic found himself holding a rabbit's separated head and body, decapitated with one clean slash of a blade of some sort. However, Medic was guessing that it was probably an axe. A very specific fire axe.

"This looks like Pyro's doing, no?" he asked his comrades. They all admitted that Pyro was notorious for disturbingly odd acts of evil, and that this fit the bill. "Let's split up to find Pyro. Engie, you stay here to build a portal and get us out of here."

"I'm on it!" came the reply.

And so, the mercenaries went out to search Equestria for their friend/thing.

Scout and sniper entered the forest, Scout's trusty scattergun at the ready, Sniper ever watchful. Scout looked around at the evergreens surrounding him and shuddered. Ma' had always warned him not to go into forests because he would get…

Lost.

He shot that thought down immediately. He was looking through this forest and getting back out right away. No delays, detours, or distractions.

Then a pine cone hit the ground.

Six shots later, the pine cone was dead, and Scout was breathing heavily. He heard Sniper's signature laugh and looked back at the Australian. "What is wrong with you?" he half yelled, half breathed.

"Bloody hell, that was priceless," was his reply. After an evil glare, they continued looking for Pyro, although they both thought about what would happen if, right now, Pyro was, well…

Being Pyro, basically.

Balloonicorn was even more excited than usual. Pyro followed him, wondering what the surprise would be. He hurdled another candy cane that was lying on the ground and found himself outside of the candy cane forest. Balloonicorn promised that they were almost there, so he continued, feeding a few animals that strayed across his path.

Soon enough, he skipped up the hill just before the surprise. What he saw nearly made him start crying with joy.

Ponies.

Ponies EVERYWHERE.

It was a typical farm, but here, he saw ponies baking pies, playing games, sewing pretty dresses, having a party. Each one had a cute little design on its leg. There were ponies with wings. And (Pyro almost faints) there were unicorns.

UNICORNS.

He ran down the hill, eager to spread the sparkles to each and every one of his new friends.

Soldier and Demo were just walking through the field like two normal people. Then Demo made a remark about the "typical American" and his stereotypical cigar. Soldier immediately stopped walking.

"What did you just say?" he said slowly.

"I say ye 'Mericans think yer so special with yer fancy cigars and pipes and I don't get it one-"

He had to jump back as Soldier took a swing with his shovel, nearly knocking him unconscious. "That will be the last insult you ever use on any non-hippie American! Do you understand me?" Soldier yelled.

"Oh, Aye, mate. I understand perfectly," Demo replied as he whipped out his stickybomb launcher. With a perfect shot, he stuck a bomb to soldiers shovel and, before he could drop it, detonated. Soldier flew high into the sky before landing back on his feet.

"See these?" Soldier introduced a steel-toed boot to Demoman's groin. "They're meant specifically to annoy you, maggot! That fall meant nothing to my skeleton!" He brought out his rocket launcher and looked down the sights at Demo. His target lifted a shield just in time, and he was just thrown back a distance.

"Yer in fer it now, lad," Demo taunted, and was about to send a few grenades at soldier when he noticed a burnt smell in the air. He looked at soldier, and together they said one word.

"Pyro!"

The ponies wanted to play hide and seek. So Pyro had joined. They were very good, hiding every time they saw him. He found them though. And because they were so special, he blew bubbles at each and every one. Oh, how they loved the bubbles!

When everyone had a good bubble showering from the rainblower, one pony ran off, inviting him to play tag. He ran after her, leaving a sparkle-covered landscape behind.

Chapter three is done! I'm not exactly sure where to go with this, but chapter four will either be done by 10:00 tonight or early Wednesday.