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Spoon Bait II: the Spoon-ening
Silver Spoon rushed her package up to her room, once more cursing how long it took the comic book store to actually enchant them. She had to wait weeks, if not months after the public release before her enchanted copy arrived. But now her patience had been rewarded. She unwrapped her package with all of the daintiness of an angry chimera, and opened her comic book.
Silver Spoon looked around in confusion. She was definitely the Gilded Spoon, but this wasn’t the Crystal Cove. In fact, this didn’t even look like Got-Them City. Her eyes fell on the Crystal Crown.
“Oh, Spoony,” she said as Silver Spoon ran over. “How’re you enjoying Maretropolis?”
“‘Maretropolis’?” Silver Spoon took another look around as her eyes widened. This was the special crossover-edition: The Dynamic Duo Meets the Power Ponies! Silver Spoon started shaking with giddiness.
Crystal Crown smiled to her. “I see you’re excited, but remember: we’re here on business.”
“R-right!” Silver Spoon said quickly. “Business.”
Crystal Crown nodded slowly and lowered her voice. “The Power Ponies have summoned us here to help them nab a dangerous villain, one unlike any we’ve faced before.”
“That’s right,” a new voice said.
Silver Spoon turned and gasped at what she saw. “Th-th-th-the Power Ponies!” Before her was Maretropolis’s greatest heroes!
…And Hum Drum.
“Right again,” the Masked Matter-horn said as she stepped closer. “We’re hoping you two can put those detective skills to good use here in Maretropolis.”
Silver Spoon let out a giggle that was about as well composed as the Crusader’s talent show performance. She quickly cleared her throat and forced an awkward smile. “It-it’s an honor to be here,” she said sheepishly.
“We’ll help you in any way we can,” Crystal Crown said.
The Power Ponies and the Dynamic Duo sat around a conference table, safe from any unwelcome eavesdroppers. Masked Matter-horn cleared her throat.
“Here’s what we know,” she said slowly. “An anonymous threat’s been made to the city of Maretropolis, but we haven’t been able to find any trace of what it could be.”
“All the supervillains are still locked up,” Mistress Mare-velous said.
“I’ve looked everywhere for explosives!” Fili-Second added.
“And the local doomsday-device shop has been closed for renovations,” Radiance finished.
“We’re fresh outta leads,” Hum Drum said with a shrug.
Crystal Crown narrowed her eyes in thought. “Are you sure you’ve checked everywhere?”
Fili-Second took a moment of consideration. Her chair spun on its swivel as she zipped away from the table.
“Truly we are dealing with a notorious mastermind bent on the destruction of all that we hold dear!” Zapp said dramatically.
Saddle Rager peeked out at the Dynamic Duo from behind her mane. “We could really use your help.”
A blur entered the room and crashed into Fili-Second’s seat. “Whew!” she said, wiping her forehead. “Yep, everywhere.”
Silver Spoon looked around at the thoughtful expressions around the table. “What if the threat came from outside the city?”
“Yes,” Crystal Crown agreed, “my thoughts exactly. If the threat was anonymous, and all of your supervillains are in prison, then this must be a new enemy who’s trying to keep their identity secret.” She nodded to herself. “It’d make sense for them to carry out their plan from outside the city.”
“Now that you mention it,” Hum Drum said casually, “I did notice some strange lights at the top of Mount Evil-Secret-Base just north of here.”
Hum Drum suddenly found himself surrounded by eight glaring ponies.
“What?” he asked. “I thought they were having a party.”
“Hum Drum!” they all groaned.
At the summit of Mount Evil-Secret-Base, the heroes discovered an evil secret base secretly being the evil base of secret evil!
Secretly.
“Alright, everypony,” the Masked Matter-horn whispered, “move in carefully, and try to spot any alarm-triggers.”
A siren blared out as red lights started flashing.
“…Found one,” Hum Drum said sheepishly.
The heroes found themselves in thermoplastic cages dangling over vats of bubbling acid, one cage for the Power Ponies, and one for the Dynamic Duo.
“So nice of you to join me,” a suave voice said from the shadows.
“Who are you?!” Silver Spoon cried. Even as the Gilded Spoon, she couldn’t keep the fear from choking her voice.
A stallion with a slicked back mane and cruel smile stepped into view.
Who is this mysterious new threat? What will become of our heroes? Is there any hope for Maretropolis? Tune in for the next installment!
Silver Spoon looked around in confusion. She was definitely the Gilded Spoon, but this wasn’t the Crystal Cove. In fact, this didn’t even look like Got-Them City. Her eyes fell on the Crystal Crown.
“Oh, Spoony,” she said as Silver Spoon ran over. “How’re you enjoying Maretropolis?”
“‘Maretropolis’?” Silver Spoon took another look around as her eyes widened. This was the special crossover-edition: The Dynamic Duo Meets the Power Ponies! Silver Spoon started shaking with giddiness.
Crystal Crown smiled to her. “I see you’re excited, but remember: we’re here on business.”
“R-right!” Silver Spoon said quickly. “Business.”
Crystal Crown nodded slowly and lowered her voice. “The Power Ponies have summoned us here to help them nab a dangerous villain, one unlike any we’ve faced before.”
“That’s right,” a new voice said.
Silver Spoon turned and gasped at what she saw. “Th-th-th-the Power Ponies!” Before her was Maretropolis’s greatest heroes!
…And Hum Drum.
“Right again,” the Masked Matter-horn said as she stepped closer. “We’re hoping you two can put those detective skills to good use here in Maretropolis.”
Silver Spoon let out a giggle that was about as well composed as the Crusader’s talent show performance. She quickly cleared her throat and forced an awkward smile. “It-it’s an honor to be here,” she said sheepishly.
“We’ll help you in any way we can,” Crystal Crown said.
The Power Ponies and the Dynamic Duo sat around a conference table, safe from any unwelcome eavesdroppers. Masked Matter-horn cleared her throat.
“Here’s what we know,” she said slowly. “An anonymous threat’s been made to the city of Maretropolis, but we haven’t been able to find any trace of what it could be.”
“All the supervillains are still locked up,” Mistress Mare-velous said.
“I’ve looked everywhere for explosives!” Fili-Second added.
“And the local doomsday-device shop has been closed for renovations,” Radiance finished.
“We’re fresh outta leads,” Hum Drum said with a shrug.
Crystal Crown narrowed her eyes in thought. “Are you sure you’ve checked everywhere?”
Fili-Second took a moment of consideration. Her chair spun on its swivel as she zipped away from the table.
“Truly we are dealing with a notorious mastermind bent on the destruction of all that we hold dear!” Zapp said dramatically.
Saddle Rager peeked out at the Dynamic Duo from behind her mane. “We could really use your help.”
A blur entered the room and crashed into Fili-Second’s seat. “Whew!” she said, wiping her forehead. “Yep, everywhere.”
Silver Spoon looked around at the thoughtful expressions around the table. “What if the threat came from outside the city?”
“Yes,” Crystal Crown agreed, “my thoughts exactly. If the threat was anonymous, and all of your supervillains are in prison, then this must be a new enemy who’s trying to keep their identity secret.” She nodded to herself. “It’d make sense for them to carry out their plan from outside the city.”
“Now that you mention it,” Hum Drum said casually, “I did notice some strange lights at the top of Mount Evil-Secret-Base just north of here.”
Hum Drum suddenly found himself surrounded by eight glaring ponies.
“What?” he asked. “I thought they were having a party.”
“Hum Drum!” they all groaned.
At the summit of Mount Evil-Secret-Base, the heroes discovered an evil secret base secretly being the evil base of secret evil!
Secretly.
“Alright, everypony,” the Masked Matter-horn whispered, “move in carefully, and try to spot any alarm-triggers.”
A siren blared out as red lights started flashing.
“…Found one,” Hum Drum said sheepishly.
The heroes found themselves in thermoplastic cages dangling over vats of bubbling acid, one cage for the Power Ponies, and one for the Dynamic Duo.
“So nice of you to join me,” a suave voice said from the shadows.
“Who are you?!” Silver Spoon cried. Even as the Gilded Spoon, she couldn’t keep the fear from choking her voice.
A stallion with a slicked back mane and cruel smile stepped into view.
Who is this mysterious new threat? What will become of our heroes? Is there any hope for Maretropolis? Tune in for the next installment!