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R3v4nCH15t:
Mark: I still take offence to that. A bajillion years into the future.

Dragon'z Wrath: nou

RenaTamer: I'll do something like that, but with L4D.

iTsTealblast: Yeppers!

garebare65(ch49):
Dawn: Does it look like I know human video games?
(ch50): Alrighty.
(ch51): Dude, you have completely forgotten that Anon has a laptop? It's a custom gaming one with like two terabytes of hard drive.

A/N: Until the change to Mark's POV, it's all RenaTamer's shat stuff. Even then, some of the dialog is his.

"We're all loaded and ready to fly," Judy stated as she stepped up and saluted, trying hard to not notice the crowd of on-lookers. Then again, it wasn't everyday a pony got to watch an alien craft take flight.

Before her were not only her commanding officer, but the entire royal family. Celestia, Dawn, and Mark were standing together near the rear loading bay, discussing who knew what, while Luna, Cadence, and Lunacae had just disembarked Hanna, after Max gave them a tour of the big airplane.

"That's good to hear Flight Lieutenant," Mark acknowledged. "And stop the saluting, I may have a higher rank, but I still work for a living."

"That 'n y'all are family," Applejack smiled as Big Mac and Granny joined them.

"If'en I was a tad younger, I'd be going with ya," Granny Smith was saying as they arrived. "Now I don't want you to fret none, Applejack and Applebloom can hold the farm 'til ya can get back."

"Ahw, it's not like u'm leaving for good, Granny," the big red pony drawled on. "It's just two weeks off to help move cargo, besides, the harvest is in and the barn has been readied for winter."

"You can always come with us," Judy happily suggested. "There is more than enough room in the passenger cabin in the tail, or you can bunk with us in the crew cabin."

The old green mare actually paused to consider the offer, but then she gave a wistful sigh. "This here 's a job for you youg'ens," she smiled warmly. "Besides, somepony needs to keep an eye on eye on the farm…"

"And her rocking chair…" AJ added with a giggle causing all gathered, including Granny, to chuckle.

[Mark]

"I'll be back really soon, AJ." I said, kneeling in a one foreleg hug from her.

"Ah know sugarcube." She said with a small smile. "It's just that Ah'm goin' into heat soon, and Ah'll have a hard time without ya there for me." She added, blushing a little.

"It's not even going to be two days unless I decide to bunker up until the next trip." I said, rubbing her head. "And I'll have Apple watching me, so you don't have to worry about me fooling around." I added as said changeling shrunk herself and slipped into my left cargo pocket.

"Ya'll take care of him, ya hear?" She muttered to the pocket 'o changeling, before hugging me again and allowing me to get to my 'steed' of the sky.

Wow, that sounded so wrong when I muttered it.

Anyway, I climbed on the ramp and into the ship as the others started to do the same. I noticed a brown earth stallion hug Ditzy with a small smile, before trotting in after Max. Dude had an hourglass for his assmark.

Guy's name was Time Turner, and he lived in the clock tower in the middle of town. Visiting him one time had brought a familiar blue box to my attention. I asked him how the TARDIS was doing, and he had a freak out when I took a self-induced tour through it.

He begged me to not tell anyone, in David Tennant's voice. I practically had a fangasm, since I enjoyed Doctor Who back in time.

I assured 'Time Turner' that I wouldn't, in turn for a single trip through time to watch humanity dissolve. It was depressing as fuck.

(Author's Note: This trip will be done in a different chapter.)

Anyway, I nodded to Time Turner as he discretely used his sonic screwdriver on a few of the things to make sure they were still in perfect condition.

"Ya'll better get your asses on board, because we're taking off in two minutes!" Max's voice sounded off through the PA speakers.

Everyone who was still dicking around outside suddenly grew rockets onto their asses and rushed aboard, even as the cargo door started lifting up. It wasn't even a third up when the last of them got on board.

[In the air]

I nodded to Judy to begin her thing and she nodded back.

"Ok Ponies, listen up…" Judy sighed as she looked over the load sheet. "We're heavy today and we have passengers… Two wings of five from the Wonderbolts and one zebra healer."

"Oh please say we have a few days stay before the return trip," Sea Breeze, a foam green pegasus, half begged, half pleaded. "I want to watch the Bolts fly and maybe get Spitfire's autograph before the return trip."

"Girl, I hear that," Berryshine, a deep purple unicorn, giggled as they quickly bumped hooves. "Though I'd rather get some personal time with Soarin'…" I facepalmed behind them.

"Think you two can curb your fangasms until after we save the starving Zebras…" Sergio interjected, shooting the two ponies a disapproving glance.

"Sorry girls, but it looks as if we are on a turn and burn," Dorothy shook her head slowly. "From here, we are heading straight to the Zebra Nation… then straight back." She then paused for a moment before dropping the ten ton wrecking ball. "17 hours to get there, 3 for off load and another 17 to get back." With blank looks and astonished faces gaping back at her, Judy quickly finished with, "We're looking at a round trip of roughly 37 hours…"

"Say what?!" Berryshine demanded.

"But… but what about the Wonder Bolts?" Sea Breeze whimpered. "We aren't just going to leave them there are we?"

"Shee-it," Callum crossed his arms over his chest. "Tell me I'm not going to be locked up in this tin-can with a bunch of cry-babies."

"Eeeyup…" was all Mac said.

"Alright, fun time's over." I interrupted before the mares could hurt Judy. "Go make sure that all of the shit's squared away."

"Yes sir..." They groaned, before going off to do that.

"I'll be in the passenger cabin, if anybody needs me." Time Turner said, trotting off.

"Just don't put a hole in the side!" I yelled after him, before looking at Sergio.

"Left 4 Dead 2." We both said simultaneously, and ran off towards the galley.

'Give a man a rifle, and you have a dead terrorist. Give me an Xbox controller, and you have a bunch of dead zombies.' Mark on the subject of L4D.