Con & Twilight were in the prison cells on the ship, but they still had a radio.
Twilight: Man, can anypony hear me?
S: Is that you Twilight? Where's Mane?
Con: Right here S. Listen, we need you to call in reinforcements from M.I.3.
S: Is that neccesary? Where are you two?
Russian pony87: *hears radio*
Twilight: Man just do it!
Russian pony87: Who are you talking to?
Twilight: Con man. Nopony else I can talk to.
Russian pony87: Well uh, keep it quiet.
Con: Sure *breaks jail door*
Russian pony74: HEY!
Twilight: *shoots enemy*
Con: *takes pistol*
NMM: Sir? Con & Twilight have escaped.
Drake: Then what are you sitting there for? Go get them!
NMM: Yes sir
Drake: *drives into space station* Colonel, how many missiles do we have?
Russian colonel: 95 sir.
Drake: Perfect. More then enough for our attack!
Meanwhile
Twilight: They're about to launch some missiles. Try to get their serial number. We can type them in this computer, and they won't launch.
Con: Alright. You type, I'll tell you what numbers to hit. 4-3-2
Twilight: *hits numbers*
Con: Good. Next one is 6-5-9
Twilight: *hits numbers*
Con: Perfect. Only two more, next one is 4-6-2
Twilight: *hits numbers*
Con: And for the grand finale, a four digit number. 2-6-6-6
Twilight: Man that's too easy *hits numbers*
Con: We got them all. Now we have to destroy the weaponry.
Drake: Or you can surrender? Hooves up
Con: 20 soldiers, really?
NMM: I'm one of them.
Con: He's just using you. Nopony would hire you for anything.
NMM: Seriously?
Drake: Shut up, now!
Con: Luna, you've seen the way he treated you when you informed him about our escape. How did it make you feel?
NMM: *turns back into Luna*
Drake: NOO! Kill all three of them!
Germans: *shoot space station*
Drake: *falls on floor*
Russian pony42: It's the germans!
Fenix: Watch your fire. We have two friendlies in there.
German captain: Ten 4 Commander.
German pony55: *shoots weaponry*
Drake: Stop them!
Russians: *get toward artillery guns*
Con: *shoots three russians*
German pony38: We have enemy turrets aiming at us!
Russian pony95: *aims turret*
German pony24: *shoots turret*
Con: *runs after Drake*
Luna: Where is he going?
Twilight: After Drake. Don't worry about it. *kills russian*
Con chased Drake toward a loading bay in the space station. I will continue tomorrow.
Twilight: Man, can anypony hear me?
S: Is that you Twilight? Where's Mane?
Con: Right here S. Listen, we need you to call in reinforcements from M.I.3.
S: Is that neccesary? Where are you two?
Russian pony87: *hears radio*
Twilight: Man just do it!
Russian pony87: Who are you talking to?
Twilight: Con man. Nopony else I can talk to.
Russian pony87: Well uh, keep it quiet.
Con: Sure *breaks jail door*
Russian pony74: HEY!
Twilight: *shoots enemy*
Con: *takes pistol*
NMM: Sir? Con & Twilight have escaped.
Drake: Then what are you sitting there for? Go get them!
NMM: Yes sir
Drake: *drives into space station* Colonel, how many missiles do we have?
Russian colonel: 95 sir.
Drake: Perfect. More then enough for our attack!
Meanwhile
Twilight: They're about to launch some missiles. Try to get their serial number. We can type them in this computer, and they won't launch.
Con: Alright. You type, I'll tell you what numbers to hit. 4-3-2
Twilight: *hits numbers*
Con: Good. Next one is 6-5-9
Twilight: *hits numbers*
Con: Perfect. Only two more, next one is 4-6-2
Twilight: *hits numbers*
Con: And for the grand finale, a four digit number. 2-6-6-6
Twilight: Man that's too easy *hits numbers*
Con: We got them all. Now we have to destroy the weaponry.
Drake: Or you can surrender? Hooves up
Con: 20 soldiers, really?
NMM: I'm one of them.
Con: He's just using you. Nopony would hire you for anything.
NMM: Seriously?
Drake: Shut up, now!
Con: Luna, you've seen the way he treated you when you informed him about our escape. How did it make you feel?
NMM: *turns back into Luna*
Drake: NOO! Kill all three of them!
Germans: *shoot space station*
Drake: *falls on floor*
Russian pony42: It's the germans!
Fenix: Watch your fire. We have two friendlies in there.
German captain: Ten 4 Commander.
German pony55: *shoots weaponry*
Drake: Stop them!
Russians: *get toward artillery guns*
Con: *shoots three russians*
German pony38: We have enemy turrets aiming at us!
Russian pony95: *aims turret*
German pony24: *shoots turret*
Con: *runs after Drake*
Luna: Where is he going?
Twilight: After Drake. Don't worry about it. *kills russian*
Con chased Drake toward a loading bay in the space station. I will continue tomorrow.
Pierce Hawkins
Trixie:Discort,I only made that stupid Pinkie Pie as a "great master" for only a short time.She does not know what is going to happen.
Discort:And what do you want from me?
Trixie:I want you to let her know who is the boss here.
Discort:But you can do it already.
Trixie:Now,I say!
Discort:Okay,but don't cry to me later.
Trixie:Don't worry.I won't.
Discort:Okay.You asked for it.
Trixie:Don't try to change my mind.I now you are still tuched from that friend of yours"Flutter Shy".She is more weaker and stupid than anyone.
Discort:Don't you dare to speak to her like that.
Trixie:And why?What are you going to do about it?
Discort:I will never work with you again.
Trixie:Okay.Turn your self to good.I don't need you anymore.You know what?I didn't needed you at the first place.
Discort:Very well then.*Leaves*
Trixie:Pahtethic!*sigh*
Discort:I am by your side now.
Flutter Shy:How can we believe you?
Twilight:Prove it.
Discort:Okay.*proves it*
Discort:And what do you want from me?
Trixie:I want you to let her know who is the boss here.
Discort:But you can do it already.
Trixie:Now,I say!
Discort:Okay,but don't cry to me later.
Trixie:Don't worry.I won't.
Discort:Okay.You asked for it.
Trixie:Don't try to change my mind.I now you are still tuched from that friend of yours"Flutter Shy".She is more weaker and stupid than anyone.
Discort:Don't you dare to speak to her like that.
Trixie:And why?What are you going to do about it?
Discort:I will never work with you again.
Trixie:Okay.Turn your self to good.I don't need you anymore.You know what?I didn't needed you at the first place.
Discort:Very well then.*Leaves*
Trixie:Pahtethic!*sigh*
Discort:I am by your side now.
Flutter Shy:How can we believe you?
Twilight:Prove it.
Discort:Okay.*proves it*
The three together in one picture. What's with the negativity?
