The final chapter of The Great Charlie Rescue.
The Critic and the two unicorns walk through the Castle of Bad Things, the Critic looking around in confusion.
"Huh... you know, I kind of expected something... bad." the Critic informs, "But it doesn't look so bad. A little dark, but not bad."
"It's terrible!" Blue states.
"So frightening!" Pinkie adds.
"WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!" Blue screams.
"DIIIIIEEE!" Pinkie repeats. The Critic stares at them.
"...Why does all this fucked up shit happen to me?" the Critic questions, "I mean... I'm not a bad person, right?"
"You have sinned against the Church." Pinkie states.
"What?" the Critic replies.
"AAAAAHHHH!" Blue screams.
"WHAT?" the Critic yells, shocked, "WHAT IS IT?"
"SEAHORSES!" Pinkie screams. It's revealed that a flock of seahorses are hovering over head. The Critic just stares, confused.
"...HOW IS THAT EVEN POSSIBLE?" the Critic yells, "SERIOUSLY! I've seen talking killer llamas, demonic chipmunks, SPOONY, but THIS! THIS is just pure fuckery! ...That's it! I'm not accepting this reality anymore!" The two unicorns stare at him, Pinkie about to say something. "No, don't try to convince me, I'm done!" the Critic states, "I'm no longer accepting it!" Both unicorns continue to stare, remaining silent. Blue tries to say something next. "No, forget it!" the Critic says, "It's done!" Everyone was silent again.
"...You have problems." Pinkie states.
A few minutes later, the three continue walking through the castle.
"Critic, look!" Blue says, surprised.
"Not accepting this reality!" the Critic replies.
"No, look, it's Charlie!" Pinkie informs, excitedly pointing at a white unicorn, sitting in front of a TV.
"Oh hey!" the Critic says, happily, as they make their way over to him.
"Oh god, not you two again!" Charlie yells, irritated.
"Charlie we've come to save you!" Blue informs.
"I don't need saving!" Charlies states.
"WHAT?" the Critic screams, "THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T NEED SAVING?"
"I was never in danger!" Charlies answers, "I came here to get away from those two! All they ever do is take me on some crazy adventure and steal my organs!"
"...Wait, steal your what?" the Critic questions, concerned.
"This was the only place I thought they wouldn't look." Charlie informs, "I don't really know why everyone makes a big deal about it. Sure it's a little dark, and those seahorses are pretty screwed up, but all they do is float around and bump into each other." The group looks up to see the seahorses, slowly floating around, and two bump into each other.
"Huh... well, that's not so bad" the Critic says.
"Charlie, you're in danger!" Blue states.
"Danger!" Pinkie repeats.
"No, I'm not, you freaks!" Charlie yells, angry, "I'm perfectly fine here! Now, go away!"
"THEN HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN THAT?" Pinkie screams, pointing at Barack Obama. Everyone looks with wide eyes.
"...I swear, I've never seen that guy before!" Charlies states, confused and a bit shocked. All of a sudden, Obama reaches back behind his neck and pulls a zipper up and down the middle of his body, causing the Obama skin and suit to fall off.
"OH MY GOD, IT'S..." Blue yells.
"...A panda?" the Critic questions, confused, as it is revealed that a panda was inside of the Obama costume. The panda pulls out a monocle and places it over it's eye, and places a pipe in his mouth.
"Good evening." the panda says, in a manly Scottish accent. The group stares at the panda.
"...Does everything in this fucked up world of technic colored horses have to talk?" the Critic yells.
"You'd think after awhile you'd get used to it... but you're so very wrong." Charlie says, then looks at the panda, "And who the hell are you?"
"I have many namesh." the panda replies, as he puffs his pipe, "But mosht prefer to addressh me ash... Margret."
"Of course, Margret: the Traitorous Panda!" Pinkie says.
"The shame." Margret replies.
"Okay, does anyone want to explain what the hell's going on?" Charlies questions.
"It'sh quite shimple." Margret says, "It sheems you've dishcovered my diabolical plan to take over the univershe... WITH MY ARMY OF SHEAHORSHESH!"
"OH NOOOOOO!" Pinkie screams.
"NOOOOOO!" Blue screams as well.
"Yesh!" Margret replies, "And I knew that you three would try to shtop me. Therefore, I kidnapped your friend, Charlesh, and ushed him ash bait to draw you into your own demishe."
"You didn't kidnap me, I came here myself!" Charlie yells, angry, "And seriously, those seahorses must be brain dead!" Everyone looks at the seahorses again, as they continue to slowly hover above.
"You shee?" Margret says, "They're shtriking fear into your heartsh!"
"THE HORROR!" Blue screams
"NOOOOO!" Pinkie cries.
"THEY'RE NOT DOING ANYTHING!" the Critic yells.
"YESH, COWER IN FEAR!" Margret laughs.
"Fuck it, I'm out!" the Critic replies, turning to walk away. All of a sudden, a liopleurodon bursts through the wall of the castle, with a kitten wearing a fedora riding it.
"MEOW MEOW MEEEOOOWW!" the kitten meows at Margret.
"NOOOO, DETECTIVE MITTENSH!" Margret yells.
"THE MAGICAL LIOPLEURODON!" Blue cheers.
"HURRAY, WE'RE SAVED!" Pinkie adds.
"WHY?" the Critic screams, "WHY? WHY? WHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYY?" The liopleurodon shoots a beam of energy out of it mouth at Margret.
"NOOOO, DEATH, MY ONLY WEAKNESSH!" Margret screams, as he vanish in the beam.
"THANK YOU, MAGICAL LIOPLEURODON!" Pinkie cheers.
"Yes, thank you!" Blue repeats, "And thank you, Critic, for your help with saving Charlie!"
"I was never in danger!" Charlies states. Pinkie pulls out a remote.
"Now, you can go home!" Pinkie informs, "Goodbye, Nostalgia Critic!"
"Yes, goodbye, Critic." Blue adds, as Pinkie presses the button on the remote. The Critic disappears in a flash of light, then reappears in his own universe again, his face still full of shock and confusion.
An hour later, Rob is walking through the home of the Nostalgia Critic, then comes to his door.
"Hey, Critic, did you know MLP FiM's on Net-" Rob tries to ask, only to find the Critic hanging in his review room, "...Huh... guess that movie was worse than I thought."
The End
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