"And I thought our fight started for a petty reason…" Yang mentioned, looking at the screen.

"You're telling me…" Tifa said, "Have you seen the comments?"

"Not yet. I'm waiting for Carolina to come by with the drinks."

"I'm here!" Carolina announced as she walked in the room, "Okay ladies, here are the rules!" She emphasized it by effectively slamming the bottles down, "One sip for every comment that accuses them of hating Twilight, one sip for every bias for DC, two for any reference to the show, and one sip for any comment using some weird feat that probably would work in a different fight."

"Alright, let's read us some comments!" Tifa called out, grabbing her shot glass.

The two other women raised their glasses in agreement, "Woo!"

Twilight woke up in a daze, "Ugh, what happened?"

"You drank too much cider at the welcoming party." A voice said.

Twilight turned to see a bestial man in a lot of fur, "Right… I don't know what I was thinking when I did that."

"Aspirin? - We have a version that was made for Ms. Dash ever since she has been here."

"It's probably better than nothing…" Twilight took the pills with her telekinesis and the glass of water before swallowing both.

"My name is Hank McCoy. But some people call me 'Beast.'" He offered his hand.

"That seems like a bit of a bad name…" Twilight trailed off.

"I decided to use because it was a name that people taunted me with. I figured that it would be an interesting idea to use it as a name to intimidate my opponents." Beast shrugged.

"Where's everything anyways?" Twilight asked, "I need to catch up with my studies."

"Well, there is an orientation that is recommended that you attend. You might be aware of the one who holds it. I believe she was the first per- pony that you met when you arrived in Ponyville?"

"I didn't think Pinkie Pie could sit still long enough to do something like that." Twilight mentioned.

"It is essentially her job to do so." Beast shrugged, "I believe that Raven is already there. You two can sit and talk about various things such as magic."

"Yeah… Say, I have a question for you." Twilight trailed off.

"No. I don't know why you two sound so similar." Beast said, "Sorry. A few of the others have been pestering me as to why your vocal cords have been like that, and it got on my nerves. What was your question?"

"Why me? Why was I chosen to fight?"

"Because of your mystical abilities." Hank said, "I believe that both of your mystical abilities were about on par with each other, so people thought that you two would make for good opponents."

"Interesting. I can't wait to learn about more magic from Raven!" Twilight squealed.

"Indeed. Now watch out for-"

*BOOM!*

Scout wound up being flung through the room at high speeds.

"The remaining explosives." Hank sighed, "Why didn't we just get Peter to disarm those?"

"Ugh… Why do I keep coming to these?"

Tracer got up and tried to find her way around. She had a bit too much to drink the night before, and she was already disoriented.

"Hey, you dropped your Chronal Accelerator thing." Rainbow Dash pointed out.

"Thanks luv." Lena stumbled over to her device and fumbled to get it on, "Ugh, this thing is a pain to lug around…"

"Well… whatever keeps you around…" Rainbow answered.

"Yeah…" Tracer looked around, "Where are you, luv? - I'm not seein' you anywhere."

"Trace… You're forgetting the most important direction." Rainbow deadpanned.

Tracer looked up, and saw that the rainbow maned equine was tangled in a series of bolas, adhesives, and even a-

"Is that a giant staple?"

Rainbow Dash looked at the item in question, "I… What the buck happened last night?"

"I think I remember your friend turning everyone into Larfeeze…" Flash said from the floor.

"You okay Flash?"

"That crazy horse - no offense, by the way…"

"Eh, it's not like it's inaccurate…" Rainbow Dash replied.

"I think she somehow disconnected me from the Speed Force…" Flash continued, "Do we have a machine for that?"

"If not, we can get Thor and Rayden to do it over again." Tracer shrugged.

"Ugh…" Flash struggled to get up to his feet, "Here's hoping I don't have to buy my own chemicals again."

"Yeah…" Rainbow Dash trailed off, "Hey, can someone get me down from here? I might be a pegasus, but I happen to like having most of my hooves on the ground most of the time."

"Yeah, sure… Let me find a ladder."

"Oh wait!" Flash said, standing up, "I remember now! Pinkie used one of those WORF bombs so that I could get drunk!"

"Huh… Go figure. You think you're still fast enough to help get me down from here?" Rainbow asked.

"Sure. Let me find a ladder or something."

"Now that I think about it… ah!" Tracer held her head in pain, "And apparently, it now hurts to think! - There should be some hover platforms somewhere around here that should make it easier."

"Good call." Flash said, "I just checked, all of the ladders we have aren't all that good."

"Must come with the territory of having so many people with flight around." Tracer groaned, "I think I'm going to go lie down…"

X: Short chapter, but we've got some stuff for the next chapter.

Wade: Taking all bets on what Battle 100 is going to be! Taking all bets!

X: Well… I think we can exclude a third Goku vs. Superman.

Wade: Obvious.