Note: Let's go check up on the rest of our awesome guys... shall we?

Dimension: Skyrim

Planet: Nirn

Specific Location: Northeast of Riften

Time: Ten days after the Paradox took over Equestria

"You said that you had an idea," whispered Emilee. She looked worried, but her eyes were still bright with mirth.

"Yes, one," replied Desmond, still eyeing the Shradian Tanks.

"No, no… an idea consists of not committing suicide," replied Emilee.

"This isn't suicide, this is just… living dangerously," said Desmond, a small smile creeping onto his face.

Emilee lightly punched his shoulder. "You already live dangerously. This is living more dangerously… also known as suicide."

Desmond grinned a little more. "They aren't the same thing. If we die in this endeavor, then it is suicide. If we don't die, then it is living more dangerously."

"I think we should agree to disagree on this specific point," said Emilee jovially, throwing an arm around Desmond, "A first, I might add."

"Right," said Desmond quietly, "Okay. I am going to begin to move. Get ready."

Emilee quickly gave Desmond a kiss on the cheek.

"Good luck, if you die, I'll kill you," said Emilee as she quickly began to move away to take up her planned position.

"I have no doubt you will," muttered Desmond, more to himself than anyone else. He moved off to the right, as Emilee continued to walk away to his left. After a dozen meters or so, Desmond stopped. The Shradian Tank-filled clearing was just before him, obscured by a line of shrubbery.

"Yeah… this is suicide," sighed Desmond.

Extending a hand, Desmond conjured up long Warhammer. Holding the massive weapon before him, he began to charge the thing with potential energy. The amount of pure power caused the head of the Warhammer to glow, slightly denoting the massive amounts of energy that were beginning to build up. At this point, Desmond opened a telepathic link with Emilee.

"Emilee, are you ready?" asked Desmond.

"I am totally ready for this. This is so awesome!" Though the conversation was being held over the telepathic link, Desmond could imagine Emilee practically hopping up and down in excitement.

"When I say 'go,' release that energy blast. As you do that, I will release another energy blast down here. That will cause a massive avalanche. If this doesn't move or damage those tanks, then it will at least distract them. As the whole thing is coming down, we will meet back at the same spot. Then we will use my powers to fly over the cascade. Based off my calculations, we will only have forty-six seconds to do that before the avalanche peters out. Got it?

"I TOTALLY got this! Let's do this!"

"Right. Three… two… one… Go."

With that, Desmond reared back the powerful Warhammer and slammed it into the ground. The shockwave was enormous, and it blasted Desmond and tons of snow high into the air. As he was airborne, Desmond noticed a massive explosion ripping through the air across the clearing: Emilee was doing her job as well. He hit the ground and dove out of the way as all of the snow underfoot began to shift as an avalanche began to occur. As the speed of the shifting snow accelerated, Desmond began to dash towards the decided meeting place. In less than ten seconds the entire area was shaking. Despite this, the Shradian Tanks just sat there. Not stopping to wonder why that was, Desmond dived into the clearing and almost ran head-first into Emilee.

"Grab onto me and hold on tight!" yelled Desmond as the rumbling became deafening. The whole mountainside was seconds away from being buried in snow and ice. Emilee threw her arms around Desmond and hugged him close. With that, Desmond called up a massive gust of wind and reduced the gravity around him. His and Emilee's feet left the ground not a second too late, as the avalanche erupted in earnest. Desmond could see the Shradian tanks nonchalantly being buried in snow as he flew overhead. As he continued to fly away, he glanced back. The Shradian tanks were still there, watching them. The snow simply parted around them: the tanks were protected by powerful energy shields.

Desmond bit his lip. They had been spotted. Fortunately the Shradian tanks did not move to pursue them, and no armed Phasetroopers were able to exit their vehicles due to the avalanche. They had slowed the tanks, but they had certainly not stopped them. And the whole plan had cost them their inconspicuousness... Something quite costly.

"What's going on back there?!" yelled Emilee over the howling wind.

"Oh… nothing," said Desmond, turning his head back to look ahead, and hoping vehemently that their failed distraction would not come back to bite them in the future.

"Okay… I know that me hugging you is probably all you ever dream of, but I suggest you put me down!" laughed Emilee.

Desmond blushed a little and touched-down in a small snowy slope a kilometer from the avalanche site. Emilee let go of Desmond and closed her eyes as she called upon the Kanohi Elda once more. The Mask of Detection did its trick, and Emilee was able to perceive their next step of action.

"Okay… So… We need to go this way!" exclaimed Emilee dramatically. With a sweeping turn, she then began to skip up the snowy slope as if nothing had happened.

Desmond, who had been panting, sighed and straightened up. Sometimes it seemed that his Dimensional Travelling-enhanced stamina was still nothing compared to Emilee's.

After about thirty minutes of walking, Desmond called out, "Wait… wait… I have to take a breather."

Emilee winked at him and stopped moving. She then lay back in the snow. A moment later, Desmond flopped down next to her.

"I am completely astonished by your ability to not lose any stamina," chuckled Desmond softly. He clasped one of her hands warmly, "Are you sure you're not a Dimensional Traveler?"

"If I was a Dimensional Traveler, I would be spending all of my time making fireworks and ice sculptures," chuckled Emilee.

"So… Do you have any idea of where we are now going?" asked Desmond after a short pause.

Emilee nodded. "I can see it in my head. The Imagination Energy source is just north of here. It is hidden in a place called Mzulft. That place was what was once a place called a Dwemer city."

"Mzulft? You're making that up."

"I am not!"

"Are too!"

"Really Desmond?" chuckled Emilee, punching his arm lightly like she always did, "Are we really going into this?"

Desmond smiled. "I suppose not. Well… You have the skills and the mask. Let's go!"

Emilee nodded her head and got up from where she was making a snow-angel.

"Right! Let's go!"

Dimension: Adventures in Odyssey

Planet: Earth

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

Time: Ten days after the Paradox took over Equestria

"So, it was now the moment of truth," said Doxia tensely, "The Amethyst Lord turned slowly around and said, 'Well, if that is the case… then why is the E.D.D. Lord in the clown suit still here?'"

The whole group burst out laughing at the joke's finale. All except Wild and Mattimeo, of course. Wild, because he was grumpy about the lack of real-life action, and Mattimeo, because he never laughed in the first place.

Franklin was laughing so hard that he fell out of his seat. As he pulled himself back up, breathing heavily, he said, "My God Doxia… are you EVER going to run out of good jokes?"

"I've had a trillion years to gather up all these puns, my friend," replied Doxia jovially, "So the answer is no."

Finnian wiped a tear from his right eye as he said, "Ah, I've missed these. Remember those times that we would sit in the shop and I would read stories out loud?"

Doxia nodded. "Ah, yes. Charlie's Choice. Basket of Flowers. The Hidden Hand. All of those were excellent books. We should do that again sometime."

"We should do that now!" said Discord lazily. He lay in a corner, draped across several chairs, "We're not doing anything else terrible important right now. Might as well have a little fun while we're doing it… By Equestria, what I wouldn't give for a good prank right now."

Doxia nodded. "Of course. However, I myself am a master of pranks, so don't think I won't catch you the second you try something, buddy. Oh, by the way… there's a scorpion on your tail."

Discord rolled his eyes and glanced at his tail. However, to his horror, there was most certainly a scorpion on his tail. Giving a yelp of shock, Discord recoiled and fell over. The scorpion suddenly flickered and vanished: it had been a hologram, courtesy of Doxia. The whole room (except Wild and Mattimeo) burst out laughing again.

"Oh, very funny Doxia," snorted Discord as he righted himself, "I am sure we all find that little joke so amusing."

"It was amusing according to popular vote," replied Doxia smugly.

At this point Wild simply got up and left the building, going outside to sit somewhere else. Doxia glanced at Mattimeo questioningly. Mattimeo simply shook his head slightly.

"I'm going to see what Mr. Grumpy Pony/Wolf is doing right now. I won't be a moment," said Doxia getting up. As he exited the room to seek out Wild, he called out, "Finnian! Tell them that joke about the rubber duck! You know, the one that almost caused Trent DeWhite to drown in his milkshake that one time!"

Finnain winked and said, "Oh yes… I do remember that. Here it goes…"

Finnian's voice became muffled as Doxia closed the door. After a quick glance about, Doxia noticed Wild, who was sitting on a curb.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't the reincarnation of grumpiness, come to haunt us all," chuckled Doixa as he threw himself down to sit next to Wild.

"How do you do it?" muttered Wild dejectedly.

"How do I do what?" asked Doxia.

"How do you stay so happy? I mean, you've lived over a trillion years, and yet you've somehow maintained your sanity."

"Most of it. I will admit that yes… I actually do suffer from a sort of insanity, but it is not bad, nor is it unhealthy. Insanity is good in small doses. All things in moderation, as they say."

"But how do you do it?"

Doxia lay on his back on the sun-warmed concrete and looked up at the sky. He then answered that question with a question, "Look at the sky. What do you see?"

Wild glanced up. "I see a blue sky. Clear, without any pollution."

Doxia nodded. "That is what most people see. As for me… I see a wondrous creation. I can see the molecules making up the air in the sky, I can see the cosmos beyond, and I can see the gas particles on a planet a couple of parsecs away. With what I see… how can I ever be bored? The multiverse is beyond beautiful."

Wild looked away derisively. "I suppose so. But how are the rest of us to enjoy it if we do not have eyesight like yours?"

"Isn't that the question of the day? The trick is that you don't need my eyesight to do that. All you need is a healthy imagination. Once you have that, the beauty of the multiverse becomes unlocked."

"Well… what if I told you that I don't have an imagination?"

"That's an interesting concept. However, not having an imagination is like not having a heart. Not having imagination would mean that you would have to be dead. We all have an imagination, it is just that some of us have more of an imagination than others, and that some of us choose to use said imagination more."

Wild thought about what Doxia had just said for a moment. Then he sighed and said, "Doxia… I want something to do. I can't just sit here. My mind is like a pent up wolf. Ironic, I know, but it is the truth. I need something to do."

"We all want something to do," said Doxia, who sat up again and patted Wild on the back, "However, unlike you, we understand that sometimes it is best to be patient. Take Franklin for example. I can tell that he misses that one pony, Sapphire Anemone, badly. He wants to be with her. However, he knows that the situation surrounding his relationship with her is currently out of his hands, so he accepts that and moves on."

Wild paused once more as his brain processed Doxia's wise sayings. After that pause, he said, "I suppose you are right."

Doxia nodded his head. "Awesome. Now that you understand that, I have a job for you."

Wild's eyes brightened. This is exactly what he wanted. "I couldn't be happier to do something for you, my friend."

Doxia patted Wild on the back once more. "Awesome. Now listen carefully: I need you to find Jared DeWhite, the Dimensional Traveler. He was in cahoots with Evan Funsch and Jetfire, so he is in possible danger. Your mission is to get him back to here. I believe he is in the Warriors dimension as of now. Unfortunately that dimension is near the Lord of the Flies dimension, which is literally crawling with Traveler Mercenaries and Assassins. I can't go there myself for risk of being detected, but you… you know how to deal with rogues."

"So you want me to find Dimensional Traveler Jared DeWhite, who is in the Warriors dimension, and bring him safely to you?" said Wild slowly, "I can do that."

"Of course you can," said Doxia. Suddenly he began to chuckle. "However… there is a catch."

Jetfire and Rarity abruptly rounded a corner street and moved up to where Doxia and Wild sat.

"Doxia, old friend!" barked Jetfire, "I heard the old message-through-the-brain call! You need me?"

Wild's faced turned pale as he realized what Doxia was implying. He facehoofed. "For the love of God… please… no…"

Doxia began to laugh. "Sorry buddy! If you want this mission, you are going to have be going with Jetfire and Rarity."

Wild bit his lip as he considered his options. Either he could stay here and spend months or even years listening to crazy jokes from Doxia and Finnian Jones, or he could go on an awesomely dangerous mission with a kooky old Transformer Dimensional Lord and a totally inexperienced rookie. Neither seemed much like an option, but the latter did hold a certain flair…

"Fine," grumbled Wild, "They can be my team."

"YOU'RE TEAM?" roared Jetfire, "What do you mean by YOU'RE team, you young whippersnapper?!"

Doxia clapped his hands together loudly. "Yay! We're buddies! Let's not argue okay? If you guys are going to get a move-on, now might be as good a time as any. I suggest you guys start in the BIONICLE dimension. There is a Dimensional Traveler by the name of Connor Lamberlatch who can give you the low-down on the mercenary operations going on in the Lord of the Flies region. Once you guys are all caught up, jump to the Warriors dimension and keep your head down. Got it? I don't know where Jared is right now, but no doubt if you look for him… he will find you."

Note: Gosh, the Winniex Empire has been on my mind a whole lot recently. I think I should find a way to use the story behind that empire sometime. Anyway, who is ready for a some Wild, Rarity, and Jetfire action? Additionally, does anyone want to see Discord in action, or is this team-up good? Anyway, leave me a review! Thanks!