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Back in the booth, Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, and Apple Bloom looked shocked as they saw what happened on the video camera. “Was that supposed ta happen?” Apple Bloom asked Sweetie Belle, the unicorn filly rushing over to where she dropped the manual.After consulting it for a moment, she said, “Uh, yeah. That’s actually part of the ride. It doesn’t say where they go, but it does say they should have a soft landing.”Scootaloo leapt down from the control panel and ran to the door, saying, “Come on, we’ve got to find them!” Apple Bloom leapt down and Sweetie Belle dropped the manual, both of them running after her.The group, meanwhile, was sti...

It started out harmless enough, as all things involving Tony Stark did. He wasn't malicious or conniving by nature, no, he just knew how to get his way…most of the time. And when one has natural charm and charisma, would it not be prudent to use said attributes to one's advantage? Again, no. He really couldn't care less about all the fame and admiration his money and legacy brought him, despite what the tabloids would have people believe. He wanted, and felt he deserved, to be admired and sought after for his genius and engineering aspects that were slowly helping the world become a better place; the natural charm and charisma were just ge...

Paths of Providence | Chapter One: Unidentified Objects (August 10, 1984)The day had been yet another typically hot summer day for New Mexico. Usually the desert settled as the sun set over the faraway mesa bluffs, but tonight was exceptionally slow to cool. All through the tiny town of Magdalena, windows stood open in the hope of letting in a tiny stray breeze. Even the faintest hint of wind would be a welcome respite from the lingering heat of the day. If people hadn’t been languishing on front porches or dozing off by open windows in the hope of finding a bit of evening chill, the whole astounding event might have gone completely unnoti...

Chapter One: Helping hands. How did it come to this? Bumblebee sighed mentally to himself. It was pitiful. Everything around them crumbled with every new raid. The enemy was relentless in its siege of this virgin world; they tore everything apart in a mad, starving desperation to get to the energy while the native inhabitants huddled together, wide-eyed and frightened, as their peaceful lives were shattered. He recalled what that had been like…He had been so frightened when his home city had been destroyed, much like the humans’ cities were at that moment. He had been a young bot at the time, not even a full Vorn old. He and one other had...