Note: It is time to see what the other guys are doing!

Dimension: My Little Pony

Planet: Equestria Earth

Specific Location: The Everfree Forest

Time: A week after the invasion of the Paradox

The Paradox eyed the glowing bubble of power that blocked him from accessing the control of the weapon of mass destruction: the Tree of Harmony. He shook his head in wonderment… How had he not foreseen this? He was broken out of his brooding as Pictor entered the large cave. He had in tow a green-colored filly, whose eyes were wide with fear.

"What do you have there, Pictor?" said the Paradox quietly.

"I found this filly hiding in some bushes near the Everfree forest," said Pictor, quite happily, "I think she was spying on us."

"I wasn't!" squeaked the poor filly in terror, "I was caught in some bramble thorns! Please let me go!"

"Not likely," laughed Pictor, who then said, to the Paradox, "What should we do with this little spy? Kill her?"

"She is not a spy," replied the Paradox airily, "As for what you should do with her… It is of no consequence. Kill her, let her live… it's all relative. I could not care less if she dies now."

Pictor nodded, but did not relinquish his iron grip on the little filly's neck. After a moment, he said, "What are we going to do about that bubble of power?"

"Nothing as of yet," sighed the Paradox, "What Atraka did was incalculably brilliant and selfless. He has blocked our way to total victory with something that I am unsure how to deal with just yet. In fact… his act gives me hope… If one being is willing to sacrifice his life to protect others, then perhaps those others will be willing to do the same. If there is love, there can be no evil. Hope…"

"So, what, we should abort this whole thing?" snorted Pictor, "How do you mean?"

"Oh, it is nothing of consequence," said the Paradox after giving his head a quick shake as if to clear it, "The plan will proceed. Pictor, get on to finding a way to bring this bubble of power down. I will be attending to other things. I will send word to you when the Sapphire Armada needs you. The invasion of the Infernal Realm is almost complete."

"The hell it is," laughed Pictor as he walked up to inspect the bubble, still choking the green filly, "I wouldn't be surprised if the Grand Devil soon wants a parley."

"That is exactly what we need," said the Paradox as he exited the cave, "I will discuss why at a later time. Begin your investigations."

Pictor nodded and turned to inspect the bubble of power. It was incredibly dangerous, and was self-sustainable. Using his zeptoscopic vision, he could literally see air molecules touching the shield of energy, and simply blinking out of existence. In addition to that, his dimensional scanners alerted him that the bubble heavily distorted the time-space continuum and the dimensional plane around it. It was the perfect shield. On a sudden whim, Pictor hurled the poor, green-colored filly at the shield. She struck it and immediately was killed. In less than a nanosecond, the organic molecules that made up her body vanished into nothing, and her existence in the dimension's timeline was simply blotted out. Total, utter, absolute, complete, destruction. Pictor laughed sadistically. Nothing gave him more joy than to see the death of others. However, after a good laugh, he quieted down and went back to inspecting the energy bubble. He began to look at the thing closely, telepathically calling up a dozen different diagnostic holographic projections around his helmet. He then began to run every possible scan on the shield, but to no avail. Gritting his teeth, Pictor spent the next couple of minutes continuing his futile scanning procedures.

Then he sighed, there seemed to be no way around this predicament. What Atraka had done… was absolute.

Dimension: Seekers

Planet: Earth

Specific Location: The Great Bear Lake

Time: Unknown, a week after the Paradox took control of Equestria

The wind blew chilly yet refreshing over the hills that lined the land between the Mackenzie River and the Great Bear Lake of Canada. From a sky-down view, the average airborne passerby would see naught but green hills, snowy drifts, and a sea of green pine trees. However, in truth, there was a wonderfully constructed house placed directly on those hills, but it was cloaked with invisibility shields, making nothing visible but a slight shimmering. In this house so cleverly disguised, four beings waited and plotted: Rarity, Discord, Mattimeo, and Doxia.

"We've been here for WEEKS!" exclaimed Rarity as she flung herself down on a designers couch in the living room, "Why haven't we done anything? Why aren't we dead yet?"

"We've done plenty of stuff, and it's only been a single week" replied Doxia as he swung slowly on a hammock that was on the other side of the room, "And I already told you that the reason we're not dead is because Atraka sacrificed himself... Michael told us that." Doxia talked very calmly about Atraka's death. At one trillion years, death became nothing more than a good nap after pulling two all-nighters in a row.

"Like what?" sighed Rarity, her mind still stuck on the fact that they seemingly had done nothing over the course of the week.

"Well," replied Mattimeo as he strolled into the room, several holographic projections hovering about his face, "We're still searching for the Rerenhaw dimension."

"The Rerenhaw dimension," sighed Doxia, almost dreamily, "So well disguised. By God… I remember when the dang thing was BUILT. I was part of the council there as well! I wonder why we can't find it...?"

"You were part of what now?" asked Discord, who was lounging on a chair specially designed for him in a corner.

"Oh, that's right, we never even told you guys what Rerenhaw was, how silly of us," chortled Doxia, who was still swinging slowly in his hammock.

"Well," he continued, "Originally the dimension of Rerenhaw was a deserted dimension on the inner section of the outer rings of the multiverse. However, when the Maelstrom War erupted all over, the Amethyst Empire decided that it would be best if we began to open talks of alliances with Heaven and a group of choice dimensions that were not part of any of the empires. To facilitate such summit meetings, Amethyst began construction on a grand spire. Knowing the importance of such a facility, we chose the location of the building to be on a remote dimension, the one I talked about earlier. We dubbed it Rerenhaw. The construction was completed quickly, and we invited the Heaven Multiverse along with some important dimensional leaders to a summit meeting to discuss the best way to defeat the Maelstrom. Thus, the Rerenhaw council was born. This council had a plethora of brilliant names on the board: Lord Kytax, me, Vitruvius from the LEGO dimension, Firestar from the Warriors dimension, Jacob Keyes from the Halo dimension, Manwe from the Lord of the Rings dimension, and Archangel Gabriel. Keyes's seat wasn't always his though. Originally that spot was occupied first by the Beyonder from the Marvel Universe, and then by the Second Doctor of the Doctor Who dimension, and then by Tigger from one of the alternate timelines of the Winnie the Pooh dimension. Though all these names may not mean anything to you, I can tell you that at times the Rerenhaw council room held the most brilliant minds in the whole multiverse at the same time. Anyways, after the defeat of the Maelstrom, the Rerenhaw council was disbanded, and the Rerenhaw dimension was abandoned. And after the Great Leader left, and the Paradox was given control of the newly formed Enigma Empire, the Rerenhaw dimension simply vanished off the map... no one knew how or why. The location of the dimension simply faded from our minds. However, just before Kytax himself disappeared, he met with me one last time. In this meeting, he told me that if I ever needed him, I could contact him using a special device he had hidden on Rerenhaw. He then gave me the beacon crystals, telling me that those would power the signaling device. I then proceeded to give the crystals to one of my best friends at the time: Princess Celestia."

"So, basically if we find Rerenhaw and turn on the signaling device there via the beacon crystals… we'll call this Kytax person back?" asked Discord slowly.

Mattimeo nodded in confirmation.

"How can Kytax, as amazing as he sounds, help us in this situation? I mean, all my friends are hostage to a powerful lunatic!" burst out Rarity.

Doxia just laughed. "Rarity… if you met Kytax face-to-face, then you would feel all doubt slip away. Kytax is so powerful, that this situation we are in would not even be considered a situation. I can tell you, in the early ages, he would simply shut off the phantom device of the My Little Pony dimension from the outside, stroll in, and probably incapacitate Pictor and the Paradox without even so much as a gesture or glance. If we find Kytax… then we solve our problems."

At this time, a massive blast of light blossomed beside Doxia as Archangel Michael stepped out from the Heaven dimension.

"How goes the talks within the council of Heaven?" asked Mattimeo.

"They are nonexistent," replied Michael emotionlessly, "The council will not break the pact of old: they will not help or hinder us."

"Well, considering the fact that you mentioned that they would not help us, I suppose that is a bad thing," commented Doxia airily, "Okie Doki Lokie. What we need to do now is prepare for a relocation of our base."

"What? What do you mean?" asked Rarity, getting off of her couch.

"We must begin to search for Rerenhaw in a different manner. It is obvious that the location itself has vanished from our minds, but that does not mean that its true location has changed."

"Er… beg pardon?" said Rarity after a pause.

"You see," explained Doxia happily, "Dimensional Lords, and Dimensional Travelers are able to open portals to different dimensions using a special part of their brain. This part of their brain is in tune with the Imagination flow that runs through the multiverse. Each dimension has its own unique Imagination flow inlet signature, and this special part of the brain is designed to 'feel' those signatures, and open a portal directly to the signatures' dimensions. However, there are ways to mask the signature, and if you do that, the location of the dimension gets blocked from our minds. However, this does not mean that the dimension has simply vanished. There are other, more foolproof, ways of accessing a dimension."

"I still don't understand, Doxia," insisted Rarity.

Doxia chuckled. "A long time ago, a Dimensional Lord named Qualax and I decided we needed to find a way around signature blocking technology, as well as find a way to transport large amounts of troops without the use of many small portals. Thus, we decided we would build multidimensional ships."

"So?" sighed Discord, "How does that help us?"

"These ships," continued Doxia, ignoring Discord, "Jumped through dimensions without using the signature detecting. Instead, they used an algorithm that tracked the location where a dimension would be in the multiverse at any given instance. Using this algorithm, the ships would be able to blow a massive hole in interdimensional space, and create a momentary dimensional space bridge between its local dimension, and the target dimension. Basically the ships were doing the equivalent of throwing a grappling hook and catching hold of Rainbow Dash as she passes overhead as she is trying to break the rainboom barrier."

"Oh dear, that most certainly sounds risky!" exclaimed Rarity.

"It sounds risky, but information never lies. Thus, it was effective and soundproof, and completely bypassed the need for in-tune Imagination flow detecting and dimensional signatures. We could transport large groups of soldiers, as well as never have to actually have to worry about things like the phantom device."

"Wait, wait, wait… Are you saying that there are SHIPS that can travel through dimensions?" interjected Discord, "Why… that's amazing! I wonder why I never thought of that… or any other Dimensional Traveler for that matter. In fact, why doesn't everyone just use them now? They make a lot more sense than trying to open portals by yourself!"

"Building these ships was very costly," explained Doxia, "It took a lot of time and a lot of calculations. Designing these dimensional algorithms is beyond Rocket Science and beyond Quantum Physics and beyond Special Relativity. However, the Amethyst Empire was powerful, so we could afford to make massive armadas of ships. They exist, and they are a very real option for getting to our friends trapped in the My Little Pond dimension."

"So, what we need to do now is find a ship?" asked Rarity.

Doxia nodded. "Yeppers!"

"Well, how are we going to find an interdimensional ship?" asked Discord, who now was actually paying attention.

Mattimeo answered for Doxia. "There are millions probably still in the Kimina dimension, the official shipyards of the Enigma Empire. Unfortunately, it is probably well guarded. Other ships should be located in the Amethyst dimension."

"Well, it doesn't sound like we have much of a choice then!" snorted Discord, crossing his arms belligerently.

"Well, those are only a couple of locations. There are most probably other ships scattered everywhere, we just need to find them," answered Doxia simply. After a pause, he snapped a finger and said, "Got it. It may have been a four hundred billion years ago, but this might be our only chance to snag a ship outside of the Kamina yards."

"What? Where?" exclaimed Rarity.

"Just before the Enigma Empire came into being, a Sapphire ship crash-landed in the Grand Theft Auto dimension. The ship's cloaking and camouflage abilities were fully operational, and the Dimensional Lord driving it was not hurt, the only thing that was damaged was the ships engines. The Paradox, who was already starting to call in Dimensional Lords from all over, decided that the Dimensional Lord should simply abandon ship, and let the ship there go into blending-mode. A year later, all interdimensional ships were disbanded and sent to the Kamina dimension for storage. However, if I remember correctly, that one particular ship was never ordered to be recovered. It still sits in the Grand Theft Auto dimension, completely invisible and undetectable."

"Yes… This means that there could still be an interdimensional ship in good condition awaiting us!" exclaimed Rarity, "However, we still have an issue: the engines are damaged. How to we rectify that?"

Doxia laughed. "Amazing Rarity! You've truly become one of us! Anyway, you're right; we need to find a way to replace the engine. I can easily fix the device itself, but we need a power source. There are blocks of concentrated Imagination energy that were specifically designed to power those devices… However, all of them are in storage in the Amethyst dimension… in the Kanohi Olmak facility wing. "

"I know where a power source is that is outside that facility," said Mattimeo suddenly, "During the Maelstrom War, we set up strategically hidden refueling locations for our ships, remember? There should be one that is still active: in the Skyrim dimension, though I do not know where."

"Why would there be one active? The Maelstrom War ended forever and a half ago!" exclaimed Discord, confused.

"Though the war ended in reality, it never ended in our minds. We were fully aware that the Grand Devil might attempt something again, thus, we took precautions. We secured the Kamina dimension with all the ships, and set up a couple of ghost refueling dimensions just in case we needed to mobilize our armadas again."

"There is an issue with this, though," interjected Doxia, "The Skyrim dimension in the same multidimensional ring as the My Little Pony dimension. We come to close, and the Sapphire Armada's long-range, interdimensional scanners will pick up our unique life signatures. The second they detect us, they will dispatch a cruiser with a sole purpose: kill us at all costs."

"Then we can't go? Is this all for naught?" said Discord, half-joking, half-serious.

"It's not all for naught," replied Doxia calmly, "We can't go, but that doesn't mean another can't go."

"Like who?" asked Rarity, "All our friends are either trapped in my dimension, or wanted criminals!"

"Not ALL our friends," said Mattimeo, "Funsch is, no doubt, clean. Perhaps we can find him recruit him."

"Well, where is he?" said Discord.

Doxia cocked his head to one side, "I don't know, but we can find out. We can hack into the security network of the Dimensional Traveler's traveler databases, and find out where Funsch was last. When we find that, we will be on their track."

"Excellent!" exclaimed Rarity, getting up, "When do we leave?"

"In a moment," said Doxia, approaching Rarity and getting down on one knee, "But first…"

Doxia reached out and gently pressed a finger to Rarity's forehead. Rarity jerked and shook as if she was being electrocuted. Then her eyes rolled back and she fell to the floor, unconscious.

"What did you just do?" said Discord. His tone was a mixture of surprise… and amusement. He then conjured up a teacup brimming with Earl Grey, and he sipped it calmly.

"I gave her Dimensional Traveler powers," said Doxia.

Discord began a bout of strangled coughing as the tea caught in this throat. "You… what?"

"I gave her Dimensional Traveler powers. This way she won't be a liability. Now, don't look at me like that, this is the best way."

"Oh… dear…"

Dimension: Adventures in Odyssey

Planet: Earth

Specific Location: Abbington Falls, Iowa, United States of America

Time: A week after the Paradox took control of Equestria

"I am really getting tired of sitting around and doing nothing," snarled Wild as he sat in Finnian's shop, drinking a cup of Malaysia Civet. After a pause, he muttered, "Damn… this IS good coffee."

"Hey, look on the bright side," said Franklin as he drank his own cup of coffee, "You're not Jetfire. I'd hate to have to sit in a garage, having to pretend that you are a Blackbird Spy Plane bought off Ebay."

"I suppose so," chuckled Wild, "But I'm still worried that one day Finnian will not be able to refuse the pleas of the kids of letting them ride me."

"Your fault for not changing into human form," said Daniel as he strolled into the shop in his regular form, a human.

"I have to commend you Daniel," said Franklin, now reading a newspaper, "I thought you were never going to give up being a dragon."

"The moment we leave, I'm changing back," replied Daniel calmly.

At this moment, Finnian strolled in from a side room with a spring in his step, and a stack of books under one arm. "Well, hello gentlemen… and gentlecolt! I am sure you are all fine today?"

"I suppose," sighed Wild, "I just am getting really tired of not doing anything…"

"Well, when you're not doing anything, that is usually a sign that there is nothing to be done!" proclaimed Finnian in a jocund manner, "We are in a lockdown state right now. You fellows are still wanted, but here you are safe. Only Jetfire and I know the location of this dimension, so you will all be invisible from the Paradox's all-seeing eyes indefinitely."

"I don't want to be safe," muttered Wild, more to himself than anyone else, "I want to be working against the Paradox."

"And you WILL, my friend," said Finnian kindly, "You just have to be patient."

"I am sick of being patient! I am sick of everything!" snarled Wild, slamming a hoof on a small mahogany table next to him.

Finnain smiled and said, "Well… It looks like someone has a terrible case of Glumglum-dejectamum-melancholy-osis."

Wild, who had now buried his face in his hooves, mumbled, "You made that up."

Finnian smiled widened, "It doesn't need to be real to be real, my friend."

Chuckling, Franklin said, "I agree. Is it contagious? Is there a cure?"

Finnain winked at Franklin. "Oh, it is highly contagious. However, there is a cure."

Franklin winked back. "I knew it! There always is. What is it?"

"Four sets of ears, my friend," said Finnian, sitting down on a small plush couch beside Wild.

"I only have two, goddamnit," snapped Wild, with his face still in his hooves, "How the hell am I supposed to get another pair?"

"You don't. You see, you have two ears… but now you have mine as well. I am listening. What are your troubles?" said Finnian quietly.

Wild looked up at Finnian in a frankly shocked state. No one had ever acted this kind towards him before. "Well…" he stuttered, "I'm just not used to this kind of life. Before I became a traveler, I was a creature called a Dire Wolf, from the Guardians of Ga'Hoole dimension. Killing and surviving was my life, but I hated it. Thus, when I got my powers, I fled to the My Little Pony dimension and tried the quiet life. However, it ate away at me, and made me make some rash decisions that led to the deaths of my only friends. I then ran from the My Little Pony dimension, and I decided that the only way I could never be hit with loss again was if I killed without reserve."

"Ah, and now that you are feeling like you are falling into the quiet life again, you are worried that you might make rash decisions again… decisions that will lead to the deaths of your allies," said Finnian.

Wild nodded. Finnain got up and beckoned to Wild, Franklin, and Daniel. "Fortunately for you, I have a solution around your problem, my friend," he declared, "Now that stage one is complete, courtesy of the two pairs of ears, we can move on to stage two of your treatment: reading!"

"Why did I just know he was going to say that?" muttered Wild, almost derisively. Despite this, though, he followed Franklin and Daniel as they moved after Finnian. He led them down a small passageway at the back of the shop that slowly expanded into a wide hallway. At the end of the hallway was a large door. Next to the door was a sign that read: "Please Leave Your Worries at the Door."

"See the sign?" said Finnian brightly, tapping the word "worries" on the polished sign with a white knuckle, "Just leave them by the rug."

With that, Finnian shoved open the door, and a wondrous sight met the eyes of Daniel, Franklin, and Wild. A massive room, easily twice the size of the Library of Congress, was before them. Rows and rows of massive bookshelves were everywhere, and each bookshelf was jam-packed with books of all sizes and colors. In between every tenth bookshelf was a small, brightly painted door, and in the center of the room was a small circle of comfy reading couches, and a small, round, glass table with an elaborate lamp perched in the center. To their left, leaning against a bookshelf, was Jetfire, who had a massive stack of comic books next to him. He was wearing a pair of glasses (for probably no reason whatsoever), and it looked like he was deeply inspecting a graphic novel.

"What… what is this place?" breathed Wild, in absolute shock.

"This is the Exploratorium, my lad!" rumbled Jetfire, "The most wondrous place my old visual receptors have ever seen! This place possesses every scrap of information about anything from the beginning of the multiverse, all the way to the events of today, with plenty of room to spare for every fiction book ever written!"

"Wow…" was all that Wild was able to say.

Finnian winked at his dumbfounded audience and said, "Now, do you think your Smartphone or traveler database could have amazed you as much as this?"

"I am throwing away my Smartphone away the moment we leave," said Franklin briskly, not taking his eyes off the massive room.

"Why are we here?" asked Wild, still in shock.

"For you, Wild, I want you to read a book, that might help you through your troubled times," said Finnian kindly. He handed Wild a book (who took it in his mouth), and led him to one of the many small, brightly colored doors between the countless rows of bookshelves. Finnian pushed open the door, and yet another surprise met the little group's eyes: past the door was a beautiful forest setting. Birds twittered in the treetops, a gentle breeze ruffled the cool, clean grass, and a small brook rippled between the bushels of Water Lilies. The book Finnian had handed to Wild simply dropped to the floor from Wild's gaping mouth.

"Wow…" muttered Wild, probably seconds away from a heart attack.

"How do you do this? We're in a building still! But this place… it's like a forest!" exclaimed Daniel, who had apparently left his ability to stay reserved at the door with the sign as well.

"I was given my powers by Doxia, the third most powerful Dimensional Lord ever to exist," said Finnain happily, "But I am an avid pacifist, so I needed to find another way to use my powers. This is it! Welcome to April's Garden. Wild, I want you to sit down by this stream and read this book. Can you do this for me? As I always say, there is no better place to read a little book, than by a little brook."

Wild nodded wordlessly and trotted over to the stream. He settled down in the grass, and opened the book to chapter one. Finnain smiled and ushered Franklin and Daniel out of the room.

"What about us?" said Franklin excitedly, "Do I get a book too? Can I have one?"

"I am sorry, my friend," laughed Finnian, "But it was Wild who deserved a break more than anyone. He truly deserves this treat."

Daniel cocked his head onto one side. "How do you mean?"

Finnian laughed. "And you three call yourselves 'Brothers in Arms!' Do not any of you remember? Today is Wild's birthday!"

Franklin just stared at Finnian. "Um… He never told us his birthday."

Finnian just laughed again. "That sounds like Wild. I wouldn't be surprised if he forgot it was today himself. However, I haven't forgotten, and I fully intend that he enjoys every second of the day today. That book and that environment should help him understand how much he is worth to all of us."

Franklin smiled, "That's nice. You're right. He deserves this break."

Finnian winked. "If it is your birthday, you are immediately warranted a break. As for us, we have important things to discuss."

Daniel nodded calmly, over his initial shock, "Very well. What do you have for us?"

Finnian led them down to another small door. Unlike the others, which were painted every color of the rainbow, this door was metal, and black. Finnain typed a fifty-digit code into the keypad by the door handle. A small light began to glow green, and he pushed open the door. The room was small, cold, and barren, with the exception of a metal table in the middle. Finnian strolled up to it and tapped it. Suddenly holographic projection erupted from everywhere and floated around the room.

"What are you doing?" asked Franklin, incredulous.

"We are going to begin plans on how to get you all to the Kappa Bridge," exclaimed Finnian.

"Good idea, we need a plan," said Daniel, nodding his head, "We've done too much resting; now it is a time for action!"

"Perhaps, but resting is always something worth-while, isn't that what this fight is for in the first place? Peace?" asked Finnian airily.

Daniel opened his mouth, and then closed it. He then opened it again, and then closed it again. He then just nodded his head wordlessly.

"Well, how do you plan we get into the Amethyst dimension?" asked Franklin.

Finnian winked at Franklin. "We will need two things: Doxia… and an interdimensionally traveling ship."

Note: I would like to take a moment to say "Happy Birthday" to the creator of Wild/Feral! I would also like to say thanks to him as well! He's been incredibly insightful and encouraging in his reviews... and he's given a lot of them! Speaking of reviews... Do you guys remember what the second "R" of the term "R&R" is? Review!