Sorry for being so late with the update, but chances are that from here on out, I will rarely be posting on any days other than the weekends. Anyway, this is the ponies' viewpoint again. For the part with the pancake, keep in mind that these ponies have never seen a human being before.
Twilight stood with Applejack and Pinkypie, who were the only ones to show up at the hospital. Pinkypie's hair hung straight down as she wept. They knew what the news was going to be, and it was almost unbearable for the trio, whose former life's biggest problems had been a forgotten cake or a single argument.
"They'll live," the doctor said as he came out of the ER with four patients close behind.
"NNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Wait, what?" Applejack asked, confused by the sudden turn of events.
"But how? They were burnt to a crisp!" Twilight wondered with mixed feelings of joy and surprise.
"Well, Maybe it was the magic of friendship that brought us together in the time of crisis and kept them from going anywhere!" a now curly haired Pinkypie hypothesized.
Twilight stared at her for a long, hard moment. Perhaps it was the experience of such a horrible occurrence, or the shock of the ponies being able to survive, but Twilight was not in a "Friendship is magic" moment. Still staring, she created a mouse icon out of thin air and dragged Pinky's mouth into a garbage can. "I guess Trixie did teach me something!" she laughed as they all left, Pinkypie fuming behind.
Rarity had no idea what had happened at the Apple farm, or the fact that Granny Smith and the three young ponies had nearly bitten the dust. She still ran into her house, crying her eyes out. Why?
Her hoof had a speck of dirt stuck to it.
"WAAAAAAAAAH!" she cried as she sprinted for the upstairs sink. Going at nearly light speed, she grabbed some steel wool and scrubbed fast enough to create sparks. She lifted it and inspected the result.
IT WAS STILL THERE.
Looking about frantically, she saw a pair of scissors and, only a little nervous, decided that amputation was the only answer. She grabbed the giant slicing mechanism and was about to chop her wrist off when she noticed something.
That wasn't paint. It was hoof polish.
Rarity sighed with relief and got some nail polish remover. Once the speck was gone, she let out another sigh. Then she remembered something she had seen on her way up to the sink.
Her only chest of hats was open.
She raced down the stairs at full speed, seeing that it was indeed open. She dug through the sombreros and top hats frantically, looking to see if anything had been lost. "If somepony has stolen my hats…" she grumbled, before coming to a conclusion. Three hats were missing, including her beloved fez.
She dashed back upstairs to find her window open. Looking out, she saw what looked like a large pancake with four corners on the ground. "How odd," she said, before walking away from the window. Thinking nothing of it, she picked up the phone to order replacements when it started ringing. "Come quickly," Twilight said from the other end, before hanging up.
So she did.
Twilight had invited all five of her friends to brainstorm ideas on how to end the menace. So far, nobody was thinking as radically as she was hoping they would.
"We could bake it a pie and be its friend," Pinkypie said, bouncing up and down.
"No," Applejack responded. "Something that sets fire to everypony it sees won't stop to reason for some dessert." She paced the length of Twilight's library and thought. "What if we lured it into some kind of trap, took it deep into the Everfree forest, and let it go?" she asked.
"Getting better, but it might find its way back here." Rainbowdash came up with an idea of her own. "What if we call the Wonderbolts-"
"No," Twilight said simply. "We need to take drastic measures to ensure the safety of our town. Friendship isn't going to solve this alone. We need a bold, cunning plan that can't possibly fail. We need-" She smiled creepily.
"An ursa minor."
"I CAN'T DO IT!" Fluttershy screamed at the entrance of the cave.
"Yes you-" the rest began, before she darted in and led the bear out at light speed.
"Well, here it is, now this was fun and all, but I have to go." Fluttershy tried to escape, but was dragged back. "Fine," she grumbled. She gave the starry bear Twilight's mentally formed image of the nine creatures she had seen. With a roar, it sped off.
"Now that they are taken care of, we can all rest in peace," Twilight smiled with pride, before seeing Fluttershy unconscious on the ground. So the friends dragged her off into the night, and as the Ursa Minor's cries resonated over the hills, they all slept soundly. Except for Fluttershy, who thought every noise was the walls being breached by an angry Ursa.