Mirage was riding the bike, when another pony drove up in a red Flim.

Sam: Are you ok mister?
Mirage: Sure. I just need help to get someplace. You're not going to believe it once you here what I have to say.
Sam: Mmm hmm.
Mirage: We have to get to Santa Rosita, and find a box full of money, under a big W. You wanna find it?
Sam: Try me. I'm pretty gullible.

Twilight: *dials number*

Cadence: *dancing*
Shining Armor: *singing* After the lights go down low!! Baby you know! There ain't be no reason for teasin these days! And when the dancing-

Twilight: Man, he won't pick up!

Sam: Do you know what he said by big W?
Mirage: Not sure, but he said it was at the park there. We must find it.
Sam: Sure thing *starts car* Oh, move that bike outta the way. Somepony might trip over it in the dark.
Mirage: Oh yeah. *moves bike*
Sam: *drives off*
Mirage: 0_____0
Sam: *waves*

Pilot: Alright. Give me a couple of minutes, then we'll take off.
Fluttershy: Are you a pilot?
Spike: Sorry, we already got the plane. See ya!
Pinkie Pie: There has to be another spot to find a plane!
Pilot: Try the country club back a couple of miles.
Rarity: Now we can make it there in no time.

Returning to Sam, he was driving when his car got a flat tire. Mirage went on a short rampage, then followed on the bike. Knowing that Mirage was close, Sam continued to drive, with the flat tire.

Erik: Our first week open.
Willy: We shall help anypony that has a problem with their car.
Sam: *drives up* Listen. I need your help. I need a new tire, and while you're at it refill my car with gasoline. Here's 7 dollars, if the stuff is worth less then 7, keep the change.
Erik: What are you talking about?
Sam: Somepony has gone crazy, and is chasing me!
Mirage: YOU!
Sam: AH! That's him! *hides*
Mirage: *runs around car*
Erik: What do we do?
Sam: What do you mean what do you do?! Hit him with something!!

While Sam was being chased around his car, Erik hit Mirage in the head with a beer bottle.

Sam: Excellent.
Willy: We got you car fixed.
Sam: Thanks. You're life savers! *drives away*

Pinkie Pie: Please. We need an airplane to borrow!
british pony: Sorry, but this is a country club, not an airport.
Fluttershy: Ooh. What about that airplane over there?
biritish pony: That belongs to Bartholomew Perfect the 55th. He is not flying anywhere.
Pinkie Pie: Where is he?
british pony: Mmh hold that thought. *picks up phone* Hello? Wait a minute, wait a minute!

Pinkie, and Fluttershy sneaked into the country club to find Bartholomew Perfect the 55th. How do they succeed?

Pinkie Pie: Where's Bartholomew?!
Fluttershy: There he is!
Waiter: Ladies, he's asleep. You can't disturb him!
Pinkie Pie: We don't wanna disturb him. We just have to ask him a question. Guten Tag?
Bartholomew: *snores*
Pinkie Pie: He must have a cold.
Fluttershy: Sir? I'm Fluttershy, and this is Pinkie Pie.
Pinkie Pie: How do you do?
Fluttershy: Oh shut up with the "How do you do?"
Bartholomew: *wakes up*
Pinkie Pie: His cold seems to be getting worse.
Bartholomew: I can't see.
Pinkie Pie: Must be an eye cold.
Bartholomew: I can't see, I can't see. WAITER?!!?
Waiter: What?
Bartholomew: I can't see!
Waiter: *opens blinds*
Bartholomew: AHHH *falls on floor*

Returning to Mirage, what do you think happened to him?

Your answer will be given in the next part.