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The Two Sides of Daring Do
Chapter 5.5
Fantasy and Realism Alternate Ending
By Kendell2

ALERT! THIS IS THE ALTERNATE ENDING VERSION, THE REST OF THE CHAPTER IS HERE FOR THOSE WHO WANT TO READ IT ALL THE WAY THROUGH AND AT THE REQUEST OF THE COMMISSIONER. SKIP TO THE BOLD TEXT READING "New Ending Starts Here" BELOW FOR THE NEW CONTENT!

Ahuizotl stood at the top of the statue, the final ring in his claws, the Belt of Atlas around his waist. His cats stood around him, seemingly in anticipation for the ritual to complete. “Soon the time will come when the world will crumble before the might of Ahuizotl! HAHAHA!”

“...Are you sure about this?” Daring asked, trembling a little bit at the sight of Ahuizotl in the flesh. The two of them stood in the hall way to the room, both now wearing their jackets. “Last time he kicked my flank...bad...and I'm still figuring out how the 'real world' works...”

“I know...but remember, I'm from the real world, and it's my plan,” Yearling replied, putting on her pith helmet. Had it been one of her stories, she'd have found it laying beside them when they had their epiphany...instead it'd been laying in the same hall way she'd left it at and she'd had to pick it and her jacket up. She hoofed her glasses to Daring who removed her helmet and put them on.

Daring actually looked...envious. “...I normally just run in and think as I go...is that bad?”

“That works sometimes...but it won't this one...stick to the plan, unless everything goes to Tartarus, and you should be fine...I'd switch our positions, but my ribs are bruised right now. I can't fly as well as I'd need to.”

“Alright...are you sure you'll be okay?”

“Yeah...You beat his cats, I think I can handle it.”

“Just a few more minutes...” Ahuizotl said with a smirk...right before Daring flew from cover and snatched the final Ring from his grasp.

She then flew back down and landing next to Yearling. “What's wrong, Ahuizotl? Forgot to have your ring fitted?” both asked at the exact same time.

Ahuizotl snarled. “This is why I prepare my elaborate ceremonies well in advance! Get them!” he ordered.

His cats leapt down...the house cat and bobcat carefully making sure to stay on their larger counterpart's backs as they swam across the water.

“Bring it!” both yelled at the same time. Daring flew up, once more dodging the trap triggers expertly and heading right for Ahuizotl. She ducked under his swipe and kicked him in the stomach. It didn't do much, but it got his attention. She dodged his counter strike, though had noticeably less grace with it than Yearling.

Yearling, meanwhile, ducked under the Panther's pounce and gave it a buck in the stomach. She then evaded and slash from the tiger, giving it an uppercut in return. The author chuckled despite her sour ribs. “...Good thing for me you're not the toughest henchcreatures I have to deal with...” she muttered, leapfrogging the bobcat and using a whip to snatch it's leg and pull it back, letting it collide with the house cat's head on as it leapt at her.

Daring took a light tail whip, knocking her across the statue's head and leaving her in a good bit of pain. “Ow...Okay...having a plan doesn't mean he no longer hits like a train...” she muttered, grateful he didn't seem interested in an anti-climatic end to their struggle. She looked back over her shoulder to see the water far below.

She flew up and gave a flying kick to his face, dodging his attack. Superpowered or not, he wasn't completely invulnerable and staggered back from her momentum.

“What's wrong, Ahuizotl? Getting slow in your old age?” she asked, doing it loud enough so Yearling could hear and mimic her exact dialog as she bucked the tiger in the jaw. 'Thank Celestia we had time to brainstorm quips on the way over here to get that trick right...I'm still getting used to this whole 'preparation' thing.'

Ahuizotl chuckled. “Old age? I'm actually quite young for my species.”

“What species?! You're the only one!”

Ahuizotl's smirk in response to that made Daring wonder if she WANTED to know.

He charged her and swiped several times, a hit to the ground sending her flying from the force and nearly knocked her off the statue's head, which by now was cracked quite a bit.

The ancient devil charged her, then used his own tail to lift himself up and started swiping with all four limbs.

Daring was surprised and had to avoid the swipes, barely evading the feline claws on his hind legs, but getting batted aside by his right arm, knocking her clear across the platform with what seemed to be a light move of his arm.

Yearling meanwhile ducked under the bobcat and the house cat, resulting in them slamming headlong into each other.

“You're doing well Ahuizotl, but is your memory really that bad?!” she called (Daring joining in as soon as possible), spinning the ring on her on her hoof before using it to smack the panther right in the face with it. 'Just as I thought, with the others in position, this one's enchantment is supercharged... good, just like when the other rings were all plugged into the Fortress.'

“You seem to forget which mare you should be fighting!”

Ahuizotl snarled, turning to face Yearling. “Get me that ring!”

“Maybe it's your eyesight that's failing you,” the two adventurers called in stereo, Daring taking advantage and giving Ahuizotl a massive flying buck to the back, knocking him off the edge.  

“Cause you took your eyes off the ball!”

“Ow...” Daring muttered, rubbing her leg. “Still like kicking a brick wall...”

As the monster fell, he triggered several of the pegasi traps. While the resulting arrows and darts didn't hurt him, they distracted him enough he forgot to take the Belt off before he hit the water and began to sink.

Daring flew down and bucked the tiger in the jaw at the same time Yearling did a jumping kick to the panther, both landing on their two smaller comrades.

“Now!”

The two threw Yearling's glasses and Daring's pith helmet to one another and put them on, quickly heading up the stairs. Yearling slipped the Ring into her jacket.

When Ahuizotl rose from the water without wearing the Belt, both whistled. “Hey big boy!” they called, with a slight suggestive air. “Come and get me!”

The feline terror snarled, getting back to the ground and putting the Belt back on but getting a rock thrown in his face.

He hastily tied it back on and charged after the twin adventurers.

Yearling skidded to a stop while Daring kept flying forwards.

The author did a backflip, dodging his swings. She ducked and allowed his fist, causing it to slam into the wall, burying in it and sending cracks through the entire wall. He then swatted her aside with a light gesture, knocking her further up the stairs. She had to roll aside to evade a smash that crumbled a good section of the staircase to dust. Yearling did a few backflips to get distance before using her whip to strike Ahuizotl in the head, earning a snarl.

The monster pounced at her and gave her a flick of his hand, sending her flying back to the ground and bloodying (perhaps breaking, she wasn't sure) her nose.

“Give me the ring!”

Yearling smirked despite the blood running down her face. Her eyes fell on the Belt of Atlas around his waist, still hanging loose from his hasty attempt to tie it after falling in the water earlier. “Wrong mare!” she called at the same time Daring, who was further up the staircase. “Time's running out!”

Ahuizotl looked at Yearling's glasses and snarled before dashing head long at the pith helmet wearing Daring.

The sword trap triggered but Ahuizotl just ripped straight through them in his pursuit, smashing stone to bits during his charge.

Daring stopped on the platform, allowing Ahuizotl to leap at her and crack off a piece of rock from Atlas' already severely cracked head, but not expecting a second pretty bad blow that knocked her across it and left her rib cage burning. “The ring Daring Do!”

The adventure groaned, holding her ribs...then giving a smirk. “Sorry, I/she doesn't have it!”

Ahuizotl looked behind him to find Yearling standing and twirling the ring around her hoof.

“You tricked me!” Ahuizotl snarled, leaping at her just as she flipped backwards, groaning from the pain in her ribs.

“No, that wasn't the trick...” Yearling said independently.

“This is!” announced Daring Do, snaring the stone sword she'd put to weigh down the platform earlier with her whip, tying the handle end to the piece of rock Ahuizotl had dislodged. She bucked the rock, causing it to fall and take the sword with it.

Ahuizotl looked down, noticing he was directly off the now rising platform. He looked up in time to see the sun and moon in Atlas' hooves fall directly at where he was now standing.

He simply caught them both with ease in his super strong hands, giving a laugh. “Did you really think a few tons of rock would be enough to stop me?!”

“No...” Yearling said, flying forwards and making a grab for the belt. “But this will!”

She found his fifth hand around her neck. “Forget something?” her archenemy asked with a smirk.

Yearling returned one. “Did you?”

Daring zoomed by, snatching the loose belt from his waist.

“NOOOOOOO!” the attempted tyrant yelled, his body shrinking down and leaving him having to release Yearling so he could fall on his back and use all five limbs to just barely hold up the massive stone orbs with every ounce of might he had.

“Hurry! The Rings!” Yearling yelled, both adventurers dashing to the makeshift Tower of Darkness, ignoring the pain they were in as best they could. “Remove them and this whole place is coming crashing down on his head!”

“How does that work exactly?” Daring asked as they removed the first ring quickly, both groaning quite a bit from the pain in their bodies. “This isn't even their temple!”

“No, but the reason the Fortress collapsed was because...” Next ring removed. “The spell was interrupted and all that magic had nowhere to go but into the temple itself! If Ahuizotl exploited the similarities between the two temples to do this, the same exact thing should happen here!”

Daring groaned as they removed the next ring, starting to feel the beating she'd took from Ahizotl more and more. While he hadn't hit her much, he still had the strength of Atlas at the time. “And that is why you're smarter than me, I'd never have thought of that!”

Yearling blinked as another ring fell to the statue below them. “...You think I'm smarter?”

“Yeah...it's just...I had no idea who the Tartarus Atlas was...you were the one who figured out how to get here. Heck, I didn't even know where Ahuizotl came from but somehow you knew he was stronger in water...”

“I studied...a lot...just a lot of that doesn't make it into the book.”

“Yeah, and I get twitchy walking through a tomb between traps. I wouldn't have the patience for that stuff. Let alone enough to figure out why the Fortress collapsed. All I knew was 'remove artifact, bad guy's place goes boom.'”

They lifted the last ring, together. “...I...guess I had forgotten how important the study work is in what I do...” Yearling admitted, giving a small smile. “...Thank you...”

“Welcome...”

Both smiled as they lifted the last ring off. Like clockwork, the temple began to rumble.

Yearling stomped down on one of the rings, shattering it. “And with all that magic discharged, the rings are vulnerable! Don't leave one left!”

Daring assisted and in a few second all the Rings were nothing but pieces of broken golden metal.

“Now come on! Let's get out of here!”

The two ran as Ahuizotl gave a roar of fury from his trapped position. “Curse you Daring Do...s! I shall have my revenge!”

The cats wisely ran for it when they recovered from their beatdown, the twin adventurers doing the same as the entire temple chamber came crumbling down on Ahuizotl's head, burying him alive.

Daring looked back as the tunnel was collapsing behind them. “So the 'temple collapses behind us instead of all at once' thing actually happens?!”

“It's a magical shockwave! It ripples out through the entire structure causing it to collapse outward when the spell's backfiring goes off!”

“Good to know at least one thing from my world is real!”




The two leapt out of the entrance to the cave,  Ahuizotl's cats continuing past them and into the wilderness as the entire mountain the mine was built into imploded into a crater, followed by a nearby lake beginning to drain into it.

The two panted, watching the dust settle.

“So...is Ahuizotl...”

“No,” Yearling replied with a sigh. “He's immortal, that can't kill him. Remember when he got shot directly with a cannon?”

“Oh yeah...I thought that'd killed him for awhile...well, as much as 'awhile' applied to me...”

“So did I and the audience! They gave me so much hate mail for that...”

“So the whole 'Ahuizotl never dies no matter what happens to him' is actually true?...Great...”

“Tell me about it...”

The two gave a laugh...then groaned and fell on their backs, panting...and in a lot of pain. Yearling checked her nose. Yep, definitely broken.

“Ow...On the bright side, at least it should take a long time for him to dig himself out of that...”

“Good...because I think he broke a few of my ribs with that last hit...” Daring muttered, clumsily trying to tape her ribs until Yearling stopped her and helped do it correctly. “...I think...I remember breaking my wing once and my ribs feel like that...”

“Yeah, that sometimes happens...adrenaline rush makes it harder to feel pain...and then we end up very sore...You won't believe how I have to justify a lot of this to ponies when I go back to being AK Yearling...”

Daring managed to nod. “Yeah...I think this will take getting used to...so...I guess this didn't end with me cleanly dying off, huh?”

Yearling shook her head. “No...I think I'm happier it didn't...”

“Huh?”

“Look...I...uh...” Yearling tried to speak as she tended to her clone's ribs with a concern that almost seemed motherly. “...We really need to get to the hospital. We're really beat up...”

“Yeah...hehe...but yah know something?”

“Yeah?”

Daring gave a tired smile, feeling herself as if to make sure she were awake. “...I just helped save the real world...I guess you could say I feel alive now!”

Both laughed at that...then groaned at their injured ribs and other injuries.

“Yeah, we definitely need the hospital...”




Yearling finally set home at her desk. Her nose was bandaged up and she still had her ribs taped up, on top of a lot more minor injuries.

She sighed looking at a newpaper reading 'Daring Do Saves the Day?' She hoped she could just pass it off as a publicity stunt.

Yearling also looked at a manuscript laying nearby called 'Daring Do and the Belt of Atlas' that she hoped would do that job for her. Naturally said book had a metric ton of alterations to it from the reality, since she couldn't have the author being part of her own story, but the story made no sense with only one Daring Do. Also on the desk were a few letters from Rainbow Dash, the two still keeping in touch.

The Chisel was thankfully now safely in the high security wing with other such artifacts, behind a multitude of magic wards to prevent theft. And a strict 'no creators with a large fanbase within 50 feet of this' rule.

The author's eyes fell on another, more official looking piece of paper work on the table. The royal seal plain as day.

“Okay, so...changing clothes just to change clothes is weird...” Daring Do said, limping into the room wearing a simple t-shirt and looking at it strangely. She was also likewise bandaged up rather heavily, particularly her ribs. “...and so was finding out how to actually use the bathroom without time skips.”

Yearling cringed at that memory. “Agreed...hey, look...I finally got that letter back from Celestia about you.”

“Yeah?” Daring asked, looking frightened for a moment, an emotion she was still decidedly getting used to.

“She said she can have birth records and everything written up for you quickly, even if you want to be seen as a magical clone. Apparently she had to do something similar with this Doctor guy I've teamed with a couple times. He insisted he be kept out of the books.”

The clone gave a sigh of relief. “Good...”

“...But there is one thing...” Yearling explained, looking uncertain. “...Daring...or whatever name you CHOOSE...You get to choose WHAT those birth certificates say...what your name is...and what your relationships to others are. Within reason of course.”

Daring blinked. “What?”

New Ending Starts Here

“...You can say you're officially a magically created pony, or legally a Homunculus (which means the exact same thing, it just sounds fancier), Celestia says that's your choice. There's laws pertaining to artificial life and you're considered an Equestrian citizen with full rights because I was able to more or less prove you are genuinely alive. Apparently Celestia made the into law recently after some incident involving a mirror pool that may or may not have been simple mana clones, but she didn't want to take any risks in the future...Anyway, the point is...you also get to choose aspects of your 'back story' otherwise...who your 'family' is, if you have one...”

Daring raised an eyebrow. “Family?”

Yearling gave a sigh, looking down at the document. “Yeah...Look...it's your choice but...I realized something back in the temple...you were born from something I created. I'm your creator...Ugh! Look, I'm not good at this kind of thing...basically...for all intents and purposes...I'm your mother...”

Daring Do's eyes went wide as she processed what she was told. She couldn't question the logic of it. “...I...I guess so...”

“And...you've still got a lot to learn about the real world...you need somepony to help you fill in the pieces how I created you couldn't...I made you a good adventurer but that's only part of it. And...isn't teaching you all that what a creator...what a mother should do?”

The magic born pony stared in shock. “I...I guess that makes sense...I...I never had a mother...my memories of having mine die were...”

“...It's your choice...I...I just feel like you're my responsibility and I need to do what a good mother should. My sister's an excellent mother, so I hope I could be too...”

Daring looked thoughtfully down at her hooves. If she hadn't gotten a reality check like she did, she probably would've been insulted by the idea she needed someone to teach her anything...but the fact of the matter was...she did. Besides what made sense in her context, she was a newborn, plain and simple. And...in a way, it made perfect sense. There was no denying Yearling had been her creator...

“...I...I don't mind...”

The two didn't spontaneously hug and act like mother and daughter, both knew that'd take time...but they both did smile to each other.

“Thanks...”

“You're welcome...mom. Thanks for having me...so...what now?” Daring Do asked.

“Well...Celestia took a lot of stuff into consideration about you...including the fact you were born with an adult body and never had a chance to have a foalhood...” Yearling produced a potion that'd came with the letters. “She tested some of the fur I sent with it.”

Daring Do looked at a small area were her fur had been trimmed. “I was wondering why you insisted on that...”

“...She said due to you only being a few days old, you still have a full life force. You're basically a newborn as far as life energy is concerned...in most ponies a youth reversal spell will simply change their body, not effect age, an old pony won't gain a year to their life, and it's difficult to even get a unicorn that strong to perform the spell...but of course, she's an Alicorn...if you want. She provided me with this potion she created. It will make you a filly, about the same age as my youngest niece. About five.”

Daring Do looked at the bottle. “...I can have a foalhood?”

“You can have a...relatively normal foalhood. And while I DO adventure a lot, you can defend yourself well even if you were a filly, and my other niece loves to foalsit, so it'd work for me too. I can homeschool you, I've got degrees. You can do everything a normal filly could do, earn your Cutie Mark, play in the park, the works...or you can be an adventurer like me and help me out on my quests, which would be helpful. Only real difference is you still have all your fighting skills and proportional physical fitness level so any of my rogues gallery that tries to get to me through you is in a nasty surprise...it's entirely your choice. I won't say which I prefer. Just that both are possibilities.”

The homunculus looked at the potion intently. “...If it doesn't work out?”

“She sent an antidote in case someone mistook it for tea...don't ask.”

“...” Daring trotted over and took it. She looked to her blank flank, then back to Yearling. “...You're sure you'd be okay with this?”

“...I wouldn't have told you if I wasn't. Just know adults don't takes kids seriously.”

“Eh, my social skills aren't the best anyway.”

“And you'll need to go through puberty.”

“I don't know what that is.”

“It's...when your body starts changing. Not fun.”

“Does everypony go through it?”

“Yeah.”

“Then I want to. Even if it sucks.”

“Alright...you'll have to deal with heat sooner or later anyway...”

“What's heat?”

“...I'll tell you when we get there. But also not fun and you'd have to deal with it regardless...”

“I thought you were neutral.”

“I am, I just want to make sure you know what you're doing here...I'd be a bad mother if I didn't.”

“...You're lying.”

Yearling sighed giving a sad chuckle. “...I guess I'm not that good at hiding how I feel...I...I just feel like letting you do this...it's like I'm just writing you out of my story in another way...like us going from me hating you for existing to working like a well oiled machine might as well have never happened...that if this happens we could've just grabbed the Belt of Altas and never had that fight with Ahuizotl...I guess I feel like it's the 'easy way out.'”

Daring looked at the potion as her mother spoke. The homunculus looked deep in thought. “...You're right...it does feel like the easy way out, huh?”

“I suppose...” Yearling replied.

“...And now you're sad again, what's the deal?”

“...It's...hard to explain...”

“I'm pretty good at following some things,” Daring replied, listening.

“...I don't think you'd understand it, I never wrote it into your stories, but...ugh...I hate how cheesy this sounds...I don't really have many opportunities to meet a stallion, nor was I really looking, and even if I did I don't have time to...well...”

Daring cocked her head. “To what?”

“...Let's just say I'd be in traction for a few months before a baby is born...I just don't have many options to HAVE a kid...so...I guess while you never had a foalhood, I might never have a chance to raise a foal...”

“Ah...so if I stay a grown up, you'll miss out on that part of being a mom?”

“Yeah, pretty much...then again I guess I don't have to worry about all the stress of being a parent. Worrying about my kid when she's sick. Having to buy food. Having to find a good doctor if she needs it. Not to mention some fans wouldn't like Daring Do becoming a single parent so there's that headache...”

“Uh...sounds like me being a kid isn't as much of an 'easy way out' is it?” the magically created pony asked. "For you OR me?"

Yearling gave a small chuckle. “...I guess not...forgot how hard being a parent can be...but like I said, it's your choice...do what YOU want, not what I want. Neither way is a perfect answer...and I guess neither is the easy answer either...”

"Yeah, kinda guessed that from how conflicted you are over it..." Daring looked at the potion closely, thoughtfully. “...Well...on one hoof, it might be cheating a little bit...oh who am I kidding! I want to have a whole life, not just an adult one!”

“Are you sure?”

“I don't have any memories of a foalhood period...I know it might not seem one hundred percent logical but...I feel like if I'm going to be truly alive I need to do have one...Plus, Daring Do from the book would never want to be a little filly! Too 'cutesy wootsy,' so I'm still being myself, right?”

“Alright...then I support you. Plus I wouldn't do it either, so you know it didn't come from me...go for it.”

The mare drank the potion. “...Wow...tastes like cake...I think...”

She blinked, shrinking down quickly, ending up in a shirt far too large for herself.

Yearling looked down, finding a little head poking out of clothing several times too big for her. It was somewhat surreal looking at a miniature version of herself. “How do you feel?”

Daring looked herself over and chuckled. “Tiny!” she joked, flying up and landing on her desk, though cringed a little. “Ugh...turning into a kid didn't heal me completely...guess that'd be cheating..."

Both chuckled a little bit at the little voice. Yearling hadn't heard it since she was a foal.

"Do you think your niece would want to play with me once I'm healed all the way?”

“...Yeah, I think she would, just be gentle, okay?”

Daring rubbed her head sheepishly at that thought. “...Maybe I need some lessons first...mom...”

Yearling gave a small smile. “...And I'll be glad to give them, I was a big sister myself once...Oh! One more thing...” Yearling took another of the papers. “...If you want...you can pick a new name. Your choice.”

Daring do looked down at the paper in front of her now tiny hooves, thinking about it. “...“Yeah, might be a good idea, since I'm starting from scratch...I need to think about this...should it be something like other ponies have? Or different? AK Yearling doesn't sound much like a pony name...no offense.”

“Actually...it's short for...Awkward Kindness Yearling.”

Daring couldn't help but chuckle. “Awkward Kindness? No wonder you go by Daring Do.”

“Actually they're both my names...family tradition. My sister and her eldest daughter are the same way...”

“Do I need two names?”

“Pick one for now, get another when you earn your real Cutie Mark. That's how I did it.”

Daring nodded. “Okay...Ugh...This is harder than I thought...I can't just be Daring Do II can I?”

“Well you can, but technically it'd be Baby Daring Do. Griffins use Jr. but ponies use Baby. Tradition started in the First Age or something.”

“No thanks!”

“Well you ARE a foal,” Yearling teased a little bit.

“Ugh...Let's see...What's your sister's name?... Names?”

“Ditzy Do is her birth name, her youngest daughter's name is Dinky Do.”

Daring Do looked thoughtful. After all, this was important. She couldn't just rush into it without thinking. “...Hmm...How does Daydream Yearling sound?”

Yearling raised an eyebrow. “Daydream?”

“Well I am something imaginary that came to life, and Daring Do, Ditzy Do, Dinky Do? All initials DD,” the tiny homunculus replied, giving a cocky smirk. “And is it really any cheesier than Awkward Kindness? DD Yearling doesn't sound too bad either.”

“Haha...Still, Daydream has a nice ring to it...”

The newly christened Daydream Yearling wrote down her name.  “There we go. Got a name of my own...feels nice...like I'm me.”

Yearling chuckled, looking at the small foal on her desk. Even she had to admit having a small foal looking genuinely happy in front of her was adorable. Adventurer or not, she was still a pony.

Daring then blinked. “...So...what now?”

The author chuckled. “That's the beauty of it...you're a foal, you don't NEED to worry about what you're going to do, because you've got a long time to figure it out.”

Daydream looked back at her Cutie Mark. Or lack of one. Still blank brown fur. “...Can I still try and find out my Cutie Mark?”

“That's also part of being a foal...in fact I think my sister mentioned some foals in Ponyville who have some sort of club for finding theirs...”

“Maybe I'll talk with them about that when I visit my...aunt?” Daring asked.

“I don't see why not,” Yearling replied, then for some reason having a feeling she should be more worried about that than she was.

“Cool!...What else do kids do?”

“Well...I have a radio, maybe we can listen to some serials? I always liked Bit Tracy.”

“That sounds good...ugh...but no Con Mane, I hate that guy.”

“Hehe...Funny story about that...”

Yearling took out some books, deciding to multitask a bit while they listened. She still had a job. That would be something she needed to get used to, balancing things between being a parent and saving the world.

As they trotted towards her living room, Yearling thought about where this would go. Daydream was a child in body, and in mind when it came to everything that was not 'pre-programmed', but she had experiences and talents of somepony far older. In fact she had some skills Yearling had been jealous of due to how she's been born. She was for all intents and purposes a prodigy. By the time she was fully grown, Yearling had little doubt Daydream would exceed her.

The author chuckled to herself. Wasn't wanting your daughter to exceed you what any parent dreamed of? She admitted there was an irony in that.

“So, do I still get to help kick flank?” Daydream asked.

“...Well, you're still good at fighting and can fend for yourself...And if nothing else, you can help me research.”

The foal gave an exaggerated look of disgust. “No thanks!”

“Hehe...you're going to milk being a kid for all it's worth, aren't you?”

“Oh and like you aren't going to love being a mom as much as you can?”

Both gave a small chuckle. “...Yeah...I think I will...this is going to work out just fine...”

“Same here...mom.”

Yearling chuckled. “...I'm looking forward to it...”

The End.
Commission: The Two Sides of Daring Do Part 5.5
AK Yearling is an award winning author that moonlights as an artifact seeking adventurer and regularly stops a rogues gallery of villains...or is it the other way around? 

When an autograph signing accidentally activates one of those artifacts, AK Yearling comes face to face with her greatest challenge: her own creation, Daring Do.

This is the alternate ending of the story! EITHER of these can be considered canon, it's your personal preference. If you like the other ending better, that's fine. 

I posted the whole chapter here for people who want to read the entire chapter without going back and forth between the two chapters. It's for convenience and at the request of the commissioner.

Chapter 1: Commission: The Two Sides of Daring Do Part 1
Chapter 2: Commission: The Two Sides of Daring Do Part 2
Chapter 3: Commission: The Two Sides of Daring Do Part 3
Chapter 4: Commission: The Two Sides of Daring Do Part 4
Chapter 5 (Original): Commission: The Two Sides of Daring Do Part 5

A commission from :iconalexwarlorn: . This was really fun to write! 

Thanks to :iconiflysna94: for the preview pic!

My Little Pony Belongs to Hasbro!

EDIT: Fixed a formatting error.

EDIT: Fixes thanks to :iconalexwarlorn: !
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The Two Sides of Daring Do
Chapter 5
Fantasy and Realism
By Kendell2

ALERT! AN ALTERNATE ENDING IS GOING TO BE POSTED SHORTLY! STAY TUNED FOR THAT!

Ahuizotl stood at the top of the statue, the final ring in his claws, the Belt of Atlas around his waist. His cats stood around him, seemingly in anticipation for the ritual to complete. “Soon the time will come when the world will crumble before the might of Ahuizotl! HAHAHA!”

“...Are you sure about this?” Daring asked, trembling a little bit at the sight of Ahuizotl in the flesh. The two of them stood in the hall way to the room, both now wearing their jackets. “Last time he kicked my flank...bad...and I'm still figuring out how the 'real world' works...”

“I know...but remember, I'm from the real world, and it's my plan,” Yearling replied, putting on her pith helmet. Had it been one of her stories, she'd have found it laying beside them when they had their epiphany...instead it'd been laying in the same hall way she'd left it at and she'd had to pick it and her jacket up. She hoofed her glasses to Daring who removed her helmet and put them on.

Daring actually looked...envious. “...I normally just run in and think as I go...is that bad?”

“That works sometimes...but it won't this one...stick to the plan, unless everything goes to Tartarus, and you should be fine...I'd switch our positions, but my ribs are bruised right now. I can't fly as well as I'd need to.”

“Alright...are you sure you'll be okay?”

“Yeah...You beat his cats, I think I can handle it.”

“Just a few more minutes...” Ahuizotl said with a smirk...right before Daring flew from cover and snatched the final Ring from his grasp.

She then flew back down and landing next to Yearling. “What's wrong, Ahuizotl? Forgot to have your ring fitted?” both asked at the exact same time.

Ahuizotl snarled. “This is why I prepare my elaborate ceremonies well in advance! Get them!” he ordered.

His cats leapt down...the house cat and bobcat carefully making sure to stay on their larger counterpart's backs as they swam across the water.

“Bring it!” both yelled at the same time. Daring flew up, once more dodging the trap triggers expertly and heading right for Ahuizotl. She ducked under his swipe and kicked him in the stomach. It didn't do much, but it got his attention. She dodged his counter strike, though had noticeably less grace with it than Yearling.

Yearling, meanwhile, ducked under the Panther's pounce and gave it a buck in the stomach. She then evaded and slash from the tiger, giving it an uppercut in return. The author chuckled despite her sour ribs. “...Good thing for me you're not the toughest henchcreatures I have to deal with...” she muttered, leapfrogging the bobcat and using a whip to snatch it's leg and pull it back, letting it collide with the house cat's head on as it leapt at her.

Daring took a light tail whip, knocking her across the statue's head and leaving her in a good bit of pain. “Ow...Okay...having a plan doesn't mean he no longer hits like a train...” she muttered, grateful he didn't seem interested in an anti-climatic end to their struggle. She looked back over her shoulder to see the water far below.

She flew up and gave a flying kick to his face, dodging his attack. Superpowered or not, he wasn't completely invulnerable and staggered back from her momentum.

“What's wrong, Ahuizotl? Getting slow in your old age?” she asked, doing it loud enough so Yearling could hear and mimic her exact dialog as she bucked the tiger in the jaw. 'Thank Celestia we had time to brainstorm quips on the way over here to get that trick right...I'm still getting used to this whole 'preparation' thing.'

Ahuizotl chuckled. “Old age? I'm actually quite young for my species.”

“What species?! You're the only one!”

Ahuizotl's smirk in response to that made Daring wonder if she WANTED to know.

He charged her and swiped several times, a hit to the ground sending her flying from the force and nearly knocked her off the statue's head, which by now was cracked quite a bit.

The ancient devil charged her, then used his own tail to lift himself up and started swiping with all four limbs.

Daring was surprised and had to avoid the swipes, barely evading the feline claws on his hind legs, but getting batted aside by his right arm, knocking her clear across the platform with what seemed to be a light move of his arm.

Yearling meanwhile ducked under the bobcat and the house cat, resulting in them slamming headlong into each other.

“You're doing well Ahuizotl, but is your memory really that bad?!” she called (Daring joining in as soon as possible), spinning the ring on her on her hoof before using it to smack the panther right in the face with it. 'Just as I thought, with the others in position, this one's enchantment is supercharged... good, just like when the other rings were all plugged into the Fortress.'

“You seem to forget which mare you should be fighting!”

Ahuizotl snarled, turning to face Yearling. “Get me that ring!”

“Maybe it's your eyesight that's failing you,” the two adventurers called in stereo, Daring taking advantage and giving Ahuizotl a massive flying buck to the back, knocking him off the edge.  

“Cause you took your eyes off the ball!”

“Ow...” Daring muttered, rubbing her leg. “Still like kicking a brick wall...”

As the monster fell, he triggered several of the pegasi traps. While the resulting arrows and darts didn't hurt him, they distracted him enough he forgot to take the Belt off before he hit the water and began to sink.

Daring flew down and bucked the tiger in the jaw at the same time Yearling did a jumping kick to the panther, both landing on their two smaller comrades.

“Now!”

The two threw Yearling's glasses and Daring's pith helmet to one another and put them on, quickly heading up the stairs. Yearling slipped the Ring into her jacket.

When Ahuizotl rose from the water without wearing the Belt, both whistled. “Hey big boy!” they called, with a slight suggestive air. “Come and get me!”

The feline terror snarled, getting back to the ground and putting the Belt back on but getting a rock thrown in his face.

He hastily tied it back on and charged after the twin adventurers.

Yearling skidded to a stop while Daring kept flying forwards.

The author did a backflip, dodging his swings. She ducked and allowed his fist, causing it to slam into the wall, burying in it and sending cracks through the entire wall. He then swatted her aside with a light gesture, knocking her further up the stairs. She had to roll aside to evade a smash that crumbled a good section of the staircase to dust. Yearling did a few backflips to get distance before using her whip to strike Ahuizotl in the head, earning a snarl.

The monster pounced at her and gave her a flick of his hand, sending her flying back to the ground and bloodying (perhaps breaking, she wasn't sure) her nose.

“Give me the ring!”

Yearling smirked despite the blood running down her face. Her eyes fell on the Belt of Atlas around his waist, still hanging loose from his hasty attempt to tie it after falling in the water earlier. “Wrong mare!” she called at the same time Daring, who was further up the staircase. “Time's running out!”

Ahuizotl looked at Yearling's glasses and snarled before dashing head long at the pith helmet wearing Daring.

The sword trap triggered but Ahuizotl just ripped straight through them in his pursuit, smashing stone to bits during his charge.

Daring stopped on the platform, allowing Ahuizotl to leap at her and crack off a piece of rock from Atlas' already severely cracked head, but not expecting a second pretty bad blow that knocked her across it and left her rib cage burning. “The ring Daring Do!”

The adventure groaned, holding her ribs...then giving a smirk. “Sorry, I/she doesn't have it!”

Ahuizotl looked behind him to find Yearling standing and twirling the ring around her hoof.

“You tricked me!” Ahuizotl snarled, leaping at her just as she flipped backwards, groaning from the pain in her ribs.

“No, that wasn't the trick...” Yearling said independently.

“This is!” announced Daring Do, snaring the stone sword she'd put to weigh down the platform earlier with her whip, tying the handle end to the piece of rock Ahuizotl had dislodged. She bucked the rock, causing it to fall and take the sword with it.

Ahuizotl looked down, noticing he was directly off the now rising platform. He looked up in time to see the sun and moon in Atlas' hooves fall directly at where he was now standing.

He simply caught them both with ease in his super strong hands, giving a laugh. “Did you really think a few tons of rock would be enough to stop me?!”

“No...” Yearling said, flying forwards and making a grab for the belt. “But this will!”

She found his fifth hand around her neck. “Forget something?” her archenemy asked with a smirk.

Yearling returned one. “Did you?”

Daring zoomed by, snatching the loose belt from his waist.

“NOOOOOOO!” the attempted tyrant yelled, his body shrinking down and leaving him having to release Yearling so he could fall on his back and use all five limbs to just barely hold up the massive stone orbs with every ounce of might he had.

“Hurry! The Rings!” Yearling yelled, both adventurers dashing to the makeshift Tower of Darkness, ignoring the pain they were in as best they could. “Remove them and this whole place is coming crashing down on his head!”

“How does that work exactly?” Daring asked as they removed the first ring quickly, both groaning quite a bit from the pain in their bodies. “This isn't even their temple!”

“No, but the reason the Fortress collapsed was because...” Next ring removed. “The spell was interrupted and all that magic had nowhere to go but into the temple itself! If Ahuizotl exploited the similarities between the two temples to do this, the same exact thing should happen here!”

Daring groaned as they removed the next ring, starting to feel the beating she'd took from Ahizotl more and more. While he hadn't hit her much, he still had the strength of Atlas at the time. “And that is why you're smarter than me, I'd never have thought of that!”

Yearling blinked as another ring fell to the statue below them. “...You think I'm smarter?”

“Yeah...it's just...I had no idea who the Tartarus Atlas was...you were the one who figured out how to get here. Heck, I didn't even know where Ahuizotl came from but somehow you knew he was stronger in water...”

“I studied...a lot...just a lot of that doesn't make it into the book.”

“Yeah, and I get twitchy walking through a tomb between traps. I wouldn't have the patience for that stuff. Let alone enough to figure out why the Fortress collapsed. All I knew was 'remove artifact, bad guy's place goes boom.'”

They lifted the last ring, together. “...I...guess I had forgotten how important the study work is in what I do...” Yearling admitted, giving a small smile. “...Thank you...”

“Welcome...”

Both smiled as they lifted the last ring off. Like clockwork, the temple began to rumble.

Yearling stomped down on one of the rings, shattering it. “And with all that magic discharged, the rings are vulnerable! Don't leave one left!”

Daring assisted and in a few second all the Rings were nothing but pieces of broken golden metal.

“Now come on! Let's get out of here!”

The two ran as Ahuizotl gave a roar of fury from his trapped position. “Curse you Daring Do...s! I shall have my revenge!”

The cats wisely ran for it when they recovered from their beatdown, the twin adventurers doing the same as the entire temple chamber came crumbling down on Ahuizotl's head, burying him alive.

Daring looked back as the tunnel was collapsing behind them. “So the 'temple collapses behind us instead of all at once' thing actually happens?!”

“It's a magical shockwave! It ripples out through the entire structure causing it to collapse outward when the spell's backfiring goes off!”

“Good to know at least one thing from my world is real!”




The two leapt out of the entrance to the cave,  Ahuizotl's cats continuing past them and into the wilderness as the entire mountain the mine was built into imploded into a crater, followed by a nearby lake beginning to drain into it.

The two panted, watching the dust settle.

“So...is Ahuizotl...”

“No,” Yearling replied with a sigh. “He's immortal, that can't kill him. Remember when he got shot directly with a cannon?”

“Oh yeah...I thought that'd killed him for awhile...well, as much as 'awhile' applied to me...”

“So did I and the audience! They gave me so much hate mail for that...”

“So the whole 'Ahuizotl never dies no matter what happens to him' is actually true?...Great...”

“Tell me about it...”

The two gave a laugh...then groaned and fell on their backs, panting...and in a lot of pain. Yearling checked her nose. Yep, definitely broken.

“Ow...On the bright side, at least it should take a long time for him to dig himself out of that...”

“Good...because I think he broke a few of my ribs with that last hit...” Daring muttered, clumsily trying to tape her ribs until Yearling stopped her and helped do it correctly. “...I think...I remember breaking my wing once and my ribs feel like that...”

“Yeah, that sometimes happens...adrenaline rush makes it harder to feel pain...and then we end up very sore...You won't believe how I have to justify a lot of this to ponies when I go back to being AK Yearling...”

Daring managed to nod. “Yeah...I think this will take getting used to...so...I guess this didn't end with me cleanly dying off, huh?”

Yearling shook her head. “No...I think I'm happier it didn't...”

“Huh?”

“Look...I...uh...” Yearling tried to speak as she tended to her clone's ribs with a concern that almost seemed motherly. “...We really need to get to the hospital. We're really beat up...”

“Yeah...hehe...but yah know something?”

“Yeah?”

Daring gave a tired smile, feeling herself as if to make sure she were awake. “...I just helped save the real world...I guess you could say I feel alive now!”

Both laughed at that...then groaned at their injured ribs and other injuries.

“Yeah, we definitely need the hospital...”




Yearling finally set home at her desk. Her nose was bandaged up and she still had her ribs taped up, on top of a lot more minor injuries.

She sighed looking at a newpaper reading 'Daring Do Saves the Day?' She hoped she could just pass it off as a publicity stunt.

Yearling also looked at a manuscript laying nearby called 'Daring Do and the Belt of Atlas' that she hoped would do that job for her. Naturally said book had a metric ton of alterations to it from the reality, since she couldn't have the author being part of her own story, but the story made no sense with only one Daring Do. Also on the desk were a few letters from Rainbow Dash, the two still keeping in touch.

The Chisel was thankfully now safely in the high security wing with other such artifacts, behind a multitude of magic wards to prevent theft. And a strict 'no creators with a large fanbase within 50 feet of this' rule.

The author's eyes fell on another, more official looking piece of paper work on the table. The royal seal plain as day.

“Okay, so...changing clothes just to change clothes is weird...” Daring Do said, limping into the room wearing a simple t-shirt and looking at it strangely. She was also likewise bandaged up rather heavily, particularly her ribs. “...and so was finding out how to actually use the bathroom without time skips.”

Yearling cringed at that memory. “Agreed...hey, look...I finally got that letter back from Celestia about you.”

“Yeah?” Daring asked, looking frightened for a moment, an emotion she was still decidedly getting used to.

“She said she can have birth records and everything written up for you quickly, even if you want to be seen as a magical clone. Apparently she had to do something similar with this Doctor guy I've teamed with a couple times. He insisted he be kept out of the books.”

The clone gave a sigh of relief. “Good...”

“...But there is one thing...” Yearling explained, looking uncertain. “...Daring...or whatever name you CHOOSE...You get to choose WHAT those birth certificates say...what your name is...and what your relationships to others are. Within reason of course.”

Daring blinked. “What?”

“...You can say you're officially a magically created pony, or legally a Homunculus (which means the exact same thing, it just sounds fancier), Celestia says that's your choice. There's laws pertaining to artificial life and you're considered an Equestrian citizen with full rights because I was able to more or less prove you are genuinely alive. Apparently Celestia made the into law recently after some incident involving a mirror pool that may or may not have been simple mana clones, but she didn't want to take any risks in the future...Anyway, the point is...you also get to choose aspects of your 'back story' otherwise...who your 'family' is, if you have one...”

Daring raised an eyebrow. “Family?”

Yearling gave a sigh, looking down at the document. “Yeah...Look...it's your choice but...I realized something back in the temple...you were born from something I created. I'm your creator...Ugh! Look, I'm not good at this kind of thing...basically...for all intents and purposes...I'm your mother...”

Daring Do's eyes went wide as she processed what she was told. She couldn't question the logic of it. “...I...I guess so...”

“And...you've still got a lot to learn about the real world...you need somepony to help you fill in the pieces how I created you couldn't...I made you a good adventurer but that's only part of it. And...isn't teaching you all that what a creator...what a mother should do?”

The magic born pony stared in shock. “I...I guess that makes sense...I...I never had a mother...my memories of having mine die were...”

“...It's your choice...I...I just feel like you're my responsibility and I need to do what a good mother should. My sister's an excellent mother, so I hope I could be too...”

Daring looked thoughtfully down at her hooves. If she hadn't gotten a reality check like she did, she probably would've been insulted by the idea she needed someone to teach her anything...but the fact of the matter was...she did. Besides what made sense in her context, she was a newborn, plain and simple. And...in a way, it made perfect sense. There was no denying Yearling had been her creator...

“...I...I don't mind...”

The two didn't spontaneously hug and act like mother and daughter, both knew that'd take time...but they both did smile to each other.

“Thanks...”

“You're welcome...mom. Thanks for having me...so...what now?” Daring Do asked.

“Well...Celestia took a lot of stuff into consideration about you...including the fact you were born with an adult body and never had a chance to have one...” Yearling produced a potion that'd came with the letters. “She tested some of the fur I sent with it.”

Daring Do looked at a small area were her fur had been trimmed. “I was wondering why you insisted on that...”

“...She said due to you only being a few days old, you still have a full life force. You're basically a newborn as far as life energy is concerned...in most ponies a youth reversal spell will simply change their body, not effect age, an old pony won't gain a year to their life, and it's difficult to even get a unicorn that strong to perform the spell...but of course, she's an Alicorn...if you want. She provided me with this potion she created. It will make you a filly, about the same age as my youngest niece. About five.”

Daring Do looked at the bottle. “...I can have a foalhood?”

“You can have a...relatively normal foalhood. And while I DO adventure a lot, you can defend yourself well even if you were a filly, and my other niece loves to foalsit, so it'd work for me too. I can homeschool you, I've got degrees. You can do everything a normal filly could do, earn your Cutie Mark, play in the park, the works...or you can be an adventurer like me and help me out on my quests, which would be helpful. Only real difference is you still have all your fighting skills and proportional physical fitness level so any of my rogues gallery that tries to get to me through you is in a nasty surprise...it's entirely your choice. I won't say which I prefer. Just that both are possibilities.”

The homunculus looked at the potion intently. “...If it doesn't work out?”

“She sent an antidote in case someone mistook it for tea...don't ask.”

“...” Daring trotted over and took it. She looked to her blank flank, then back to Yearling. “...You're sure you'd be okay with this?”

“...I wouldn't have told you if I wasn't. Just know adults don't takes kids seriously.”

“Eh, my social skills aren't the best anyway.”

“And you'll need to go through puberty.”

“I don't know what that is.”

“It's...when your body starts changing. Not fun.”

“Does everypony go through it?”

“Yeah.”

“Then I want to. Even if it sucks.”

“Alright...you'll have to deal with heat sooner or later anyway...”

“What's heat?”

“...I'll tell you when we get there. But also not fun and you'd have to deal with it regardless...”

“I thought you were neutral.”

“I am, I just want to make sure you know what you're doing here...I'd be a bad mother if I didn't.”

“...You're lying.”

Yearling sighed giving a sad chuckle. “...I guess I'm not that good at hiding how I feel...I...I just feel like letting you do this...it's like I'm just writing you out of my story in another way...like us going from me hating you for existing to working like a well oiled machine might as well have never happened...that if this happens we could've just grabbed the Belt of Altas and never had that fight with Ahuizotl...I guess I feel like it's the 'easy way out.'”

Daring looked at the potion as her mother spoke. The homunculus looked deep in thought. “...You're right...it does feel like the easy way out, huh?” The mare reluctantly put the potion back down. “...And I don't want to take the easy way out.”

“You're sure that's what you want?

“...Daring Do in my memory is pragmatic, she's not afraid to fight dirty. She'd be willing to use the potion if it'd resolve the situation quicker. So it isn't her...”

Yearling blushed a little. “To be fair, I really am like that when it comes to a lot of fights. I'm not afraid to throw sand in somepony's eyes.”

“I'm surprised that makes it into the books...”

“Fans actually rather enjoy Daring Do being that kind of heroine...that and apparently stallions getting nailed in the stallionhood is funny...You know, you could take 'vacations' in Ponyville as a filly with my sister.”

“...Tempting...but we both know that's not how fillyhood works...I think I'll stay this way. Besides, I can't trash talk bad guys as a filly! And I LOVE doing that!”

Yearling gave a chuckle. “So do I. We'll drive them nuts...Oh! One more thing...” The author took another of the papers. “...If you want...you can pick a new name. Your choice.”

Daring do looked down at the paper. “Yeah, might be a good idea, since I'm trying to be my own gal...I need to think about this...should it be something like other ponies have? Or different? AK Yearling doesn't sound much like a pony name...no offense.”

“Actually...it's short for...Awkward Kindness Yearling.”

Daring couldn't help but chuckle. “Awkward Kindness? No wonder you go by Daring Do.”

“Actually they're both my names...family tradition. My sister and her eldest daughter are the same way...”

“Do I need two names?”

“Pick one for now, get another when you earn your real Cutie Mark. That's how I did it.”

Daring nodded. “Okay...Ugh...This is harder than I thought...I can't just be Daring Do II can I?”

“Well you can, but technically it'd be Baby Daring Do. Griffins use Jr. but ponies use Baby. Tradition started in the First Age or something.”

“No thanks!...Let's see...What's your sister's name?... Names?”

“Ditzy Do is her birth name, her youngest daughter's name is Dinky Do.”

Daring Do looked thoughtful. After all, this was important. She couldn't just rush into it without thinking. “...Hmm...How does Daydream Yearling sound?”

Yearling raised an eyebrow. “Daydream?”

“Well I am something imaginary that came to life, and Daring Do, Ditzy Do, Dinky Do? All initials DD,” the homunculus replied, giving a cocky smirk. “And is really any cheesier than Awkward Kindness? DD Yearling doesn't sound too bad either.”

“Haha...Still, Daydream has a nice ring to it...”

The newly christened Daydream Yearling wrote down her name.  “There we go. Got a name of my own...feels nice...like I'm me.”

“I bet...So...since you're staying an adult, and you've got a name...that only leaves one question...What do you want to do?” Yearling asked.

Daydream looked back at her Cutie Mark. Or lack of one. Still blank brown fur. “...I'd like to try and find my Cutie Mark...but I'd also like to help you too...if that's possible...saving the world is good...I actually do kinda like doing that.”

“I'd like that...”

Yearling took out a stack of books and maps. “I was about to begin research myself.”

“Uh...that's not my thing...” Daydream admitted, feeling anxious just looking at the books. “I don't have the patience for that stuff...I'm more of an action type.”

The author chuckled. “I think that'll work just fine, because I love it...I'm also good at planning...”

The homunculus gave a smirk. “And I'm good at improvising.”

“...I think this is going to work out just fine.”

“Same here...mom.”

Yearling chuckled. “...Same here Daydream...I'm looking forward to it...”

The End.
Commission: The Two Sides of Daring Do Part 5
AK Yearling is an award winning author that moonlights as an artifact seeking adventurer and regularly stops a rogues gallery of villains...or is it the other way around? 

When an autograph signing accidentally activates one of those artifacts, AK Yearling comes face to face with her greatest challenge: her own creation, Daring Do.

Chapter 1: Commission: The Two Sides of Daring Do Part 1
Chapter 2: Commission: The Two Sides of Daring Do Part 2
Chapter 3: Commission: The Two Sides of Daring Do Part 3
Chapter 4: Commission: The Two Sides of Daring Do Part 4
Chapter 5: Here
Chapter 5.5 (Alternate Ending Version): Commission: The Two Sides of Daring Do Part 5.5

A commission from :iconalexwarlorn: . This was really fun to write! This is the finale but there's going to be an alternate ending

Thanks to :iconiflysna94: for the preview pic!

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Commission for GrimWolf01
MareDoWell vs the Rainbow Menace Chapter 3
By Kendell2.
Idea and commission by GrimWolf01


Rainbow Dash watched closely as Private Eye give an annoyed sigh at their quarry's escape. She cursed to herself, hoping that this nightmare would have been over already.

The masked mare took a defensive stance as the detective came over. 'This again?'

“Relax,” the detective replied, holding up a hoof. “'Guard protocol: if on an case ya end up working with a superhero, pith helmet wearing adventurer, or so on treat 'em with respect if ya can confirm they're actually that and not hurtin' any pony for no reason.' You just helped save a gal from the gal I'm huntin', so we're on the same team.”

“That's...oddly specific...” Mare-Do-Well replied in the 'ominous superhero voice'.

“Princess Celestia wrote the guard manual, what can I say?”

“That explains a lot,” the masked mare added, unsure if such a rule was an example of Celestia's being crazy prepared or a troll. 'Well at least that explains why Mayor Mare took Mare-Do-Well so well...'

“Yeah, the Princess had a couple thousand years to think on the rule books I guess...Mare-Do-Well, right?”

Rainbow wasn't sure what to think about that one. “Uh...yeah. How do you...”

“Simple really, Guard keeps tabs on superhero sightings. Makes the whole 'is this pony on our side?' jazz easier. That whole 'fight between heroes' horseapples just gets in the way, least that's Princess Celestia's explanation for it.”

“...Huh...you are admittedly a lot more competent than you seem sometimes...”

“Hey, just cause we can't kick Nightmare moon's flank doesn't mean the Guard ain't competent! Who do ya think is responsible for Equestria's low crime rate?”

“Sorry...”

Private Eye gave a growl. “Anyway, point is we're after the same perp so why should I go after you? I'm after Rainbow Dash, not Mare-Do-Well.”

“...Good point.”

“Now, got any clues that I might be able to use?”

The masked pony rubbed her chin, remembered something. She raised a hoof, showing the blue on the bottom. “I think this came off her when I introduced her face to my hoof.”

Private Eye looked closely at her hoof. “Blue fur dye?...Hmm...”

“And I knocked her glasses off with that punch, her eyes are orange.”

The detective produced his note pad and scribbled it down. “I see...Thank ya...Something that might be helpful to ya is there's been robberies at stories around Cloudsdale by our rainbow menace. She stole a lot of paint, probably for more vandalism. She seemed to be looking for cloud adhering paint specifically, so we're guessin' her target will be in Cloudsdale unless she feels like flyin' tah Las Pegasus. And so far all the attacks seem to be targetin' Wonderbolts related stuff.”

“Huh...that might be useful.”

The masked Rainbow Dash looked over her shoulder at Storm Raver as she got up shakily. She was glad she was wearing a mask to cover her smirk.

“Also, she's not the one who did this, but...”

Mare-Do-Well produced the letter she'd received. “Rainbow Dash got this letter from the academy a few days ago, the signature is fake. I suggest talking to Princess Twilight Sparkle about it, she's already did the research...” she whispered. She looked back to Storm Raver. “And I suggest getting a search warrant of her room.”

Private Eye narrowed his eyes, taking the letter and looking at it. He then shot a subtle glare at Storm Raver. “...I see. Alright, will do. Thanks for the help.”

Mare-Do-Well did a salute and flew out the window without another word. “...Why do superhero types always do that?” Private Eye sighed. “...Oh well, got some more clues...And maybe caught a dirty cop.”

The detective put  trotted over to Storm Raver and helped her up. “Ya okay?”

“Yeah, that rainbow maned menace gave me some licks, but this old mare's tough...” the Wonderbolt said, giving a smirk and trying to look tough.

Private Eye gave a quick look over the mare. Eyes falling on the wrinkles on her face. The gray hairs dotting her mane. “Ya sure?” he asked, keeping an analytical eye on her face and posture.

“Yeah, just a little sore,” Storm Raver replied, stretching her wings and back, several cracks sounding. She gave an irritated sigh.

Private Eye noticed her groan and rub her wings, rolling it with a crack. “...Did your wings get hit?”

“Oh! Yeah! That's right, I believe so...”

The Guard Detective noticed an eye twitch at his question. “...Alright then...need help to the infirmary?”

“No, I'll be fine.”

“Then mind if I follow ya to keep an eye on ya?”



Twilight looked up at Rainbow and waved her in. “What happened?!”

“I fought the fake, she got away but I figured a few things out,” she explained landing with a pride her friends were admittedly happy to see back on her after her breakdown at the cottage.

“Well?” Applejack questioned, cocking her head. “What is it?”

Mare-Do-Well showed the blue dye on her hoof. “Looks like Miss Fake isn't a natural cyan. And she doesn't have my epic rose colored eyes. They're orange.”

“Orange eyes?” asked Pinkie Pie with a gasp. “Is it Tic Tac Toe?”

“Who?”

“What about Parasol?”

“I...Don't know who that is...”

“Hula Hula?!”

“Pinkie Pi-”

“Derpy?!”

“Okay, her I know, but no...though she was looking at me weird yesterday...”

“What about-”

Applejack put a hoof to Pinkie's mouth but the pink pony just kept listing off names in a mumbling fashion. “Uh, Sugarcube, Derpy kinda looks at everypony weird...”

“Wait, so different fur color and different eye color? So it's not Storm Raver?” Twilight asked, the lavender Alicorn lifting an eyebrow. After all, Storm Raver was the same color as Rainbow...

“No, the faker attacked Storm Raver,” Rainbow Dash snarled. “But she was the one that screwed me over with the letter. And it looks like she screwed Lightning Dust over too.”

“Lightning Dust?” Rarity asked. “That brute that nearly killed us all?”

“Uh, Rainbow kinda made the tornado with her,” Applejack politely added.

“...Thanks for reminding me about that, AJ,” Rainbow snarked, giving a deadpan look beneath her mask.

“...Are you being serious or not, Dashie? It's kinda hard to tell with that mask on,” Pinkie asked, hopping over and looking over the featureless face mask intently.

“...Can we get back to the whole 'I'm framed thing?'” the Mare-Do-Well asked flatly.

“Still can't tell.”

“UGH!” the circle of friends were treated to the rare sight of a superhero facehoofing.

“Oh! Now I get it!”

Twilight put a contemplative hoof to her chin. “So...the impostor Rainbow Dash isn't naturally cyan furred and has orange eyes...”

“If nothing else this confirms who the imposter isn't,” Rarity pointed out. “The question now is how we go about ending this dreadful mess?”

“Well I chatted with that Guard Detective, he said Miss Fake snatched some paint that you use on clouds, so her next target has to be in Cloudsdale, and her targets are all Wonderbolts stuff,” Rainbow explained. “So I say we figure out where she'll strike next and set an ambush for that phony!”

Twilight blinked as she found everypony's eyes on her. “What?”

“You're Twilight, we need a plan...” Rainbow replied simply.

“...Valid point.”

Rainbow Dash nodded, then noticed something. “Oh! And I also kinda told him to talk to you about Storm Raver.”

“Okay, that makes sense...Wait, what?!”

“Here he comes! I'll take a look around!” Mare-Do-Well replied, practically throwing her the folder with Storm Raver's profile and taking off.

Twilight groaned, facehoofing. “Why didn't she think to actually ask me first?!”

“Because she's Rainbow Dash?” Applejack remarked.

“...I guess we'll just roll with it...”

Private Eye tipped his fedora as he trotted over with a couple pegasus guards flanking him now. “Princess, glad to see ya again. A bit better terms this time I hope.”

“Hello...Detective Private Eye, was it?”

“That's me,” the detective replied, showing the letter that Mare-Do-Well had shown him. “The Mare-Do-Well handed me this and said you already did the leg work. Mind telling me what ya figured out?”

Twilight calmed herself. “Yes,” she replied, showing the folder. “She showed me the letter earlier as well and I cross referenced the signature,” she compared the sample of Storm Raver's signature to that on the letter. “Look here, it's not Spitfire's writing.”

Private Eye analyzed the two, looking back and forth. “Yeah, it is. The t, r, and e are almost identical to Storm Raver's.”

“Yeah...how did you notice so quick?”

The guard detective pointed to his Cutie Mark. “Special talent. I'm good at pickin' up little details.”

Twilight nodded carefully, though felt a little nervous. 'Like tells...' she thought, admittedly nervous about that.

“Well, if nothin' else this'll get Storm Raver on a count of forgery and impersonating a higher ranked officer,” Private Eye remarked, putting the evidence in his pocket. He snorted hot air out his nose. “I hate ponies who abuse their authority. Give the rest of us a bad name.”

“My brother isn't too fond of them either,” the Princess replied. “Prince Shining Armor, heard of him?”

“Ah yeah, lucky stallion. Princess Cadence is quite the catch,” the detective gave a smirk. “Anyway, now Mare-Do-Well also told me to go search Storm Raver's room for evidence, but I need a search warrant for that...now if only there was a Princess conveniently nearby to give me one here and now instead of me needin' to go find a judge...”

Rarity blinked. “Twilight can do that?”

“...Yes, I can, so long as I have enough proof to justify it,” said Twilight, teleporting in a paper and filling it out before passing it to Private Eye. “You have my full permission to search her office, Guard Detective Private Eye.”

“Welcome Princess,” the detective replied. “Now...technically speakin', this doesn't absolve Rainbow Dash. If anything, it gives her a motive. And unfortunately what evidence I do have supporting her bein' framed is second hoof from somepony I can't contact easily.”

“...Ah thought that was bein' too easily,” Applejack sighed in annoyance.

“But that don't mean I gotta hold you five prisoner, or stop ya from investigatin' on your own. Keep up the good work and have a good day,” Private Eye replied, tipping his hat.

Pinkie Pie blinked in confusion. “Wait, you're actually being reasonable?!”

The detective titled his head in confusion. “Uh...yeah...”

“But you're the investigator in a mystery story involving framing! That's not how it works!”

He simply stared for a few moments before shaking his head. For some reason this pony tended to make his brain want to crash trying to figure her out. “Uh...I think ya may have read too many mystery novels...though given I like to dress up like Bit Tracy, I'm probably the pot callin' the kettle black...Anyway, see ya later.”

Pinkie watched the detective and the guards leave. She took out a book called 'List of Mystery Cliches.' “But it says right here 'any non-protagonist investigator on the case the protagonist is the prime suspect for must be unreasonable and a hindrance to the protagonist's attempts to clear their name!'”

The pink party pony blinked, having attracted a lot of stares. “What, it's in the rulebook!”

“...Where did yah even get a book like that?”

“Oh...well...that's a surprise...” Pinkie Pie put the book back in wrapping paper that she'd seemingly ripped it out of, put a 'Happy Hearth's Warming Twilight' tag back on it, and somehow made it vanish behind her back.


“Right...Moving on...” Twilight said, raising an eyebrow. “We need to find out a way to catch the impostor or at least get enough proof to show it is a fake...Even if I have a good idea who the impostor is now-”

“Oh! Is it Ditzy Do?!”

“...Pinkie, that's just Derpy's other name.”

“Oh...right...”

“Did somepony call me?” asked the gray colored pegasus, standing on a cloud nearby....upside down for some reason.

“Um...nothing Derpy...” Twilight replied.

“Okay Princess Twilight!” the wall eyed pegasus replied, flying off.

“As I was sayi-” Twilight continued, but was interrupted by a crash nearby.

“I'm okay!” Derpy's voice called.

“...Did yah ever notice how Derpy seems to be everywhere we go?” Applejack asked, rubbing her head. “Just kinda...there? It's kinda weird...”

Twilight Sparkle cleared her throat. “...As I was saying, even if I have a decent idea who the fake Rainbow Dash is now, we need a plan to catch her.” Twilight put a hoof to her chin thoughtfully. “...The targets have so far have been Cloudsdale itself, then the Wonderbolts Academy itself, and according to the Detective, targeting the Wonderbolts in particular...The question is why...”

“...This is Rainbow's hometown,” Fluttershy volunteered. “Um...is that helpful?”

“Perhaps...Fluttershy, was that main street Cloudsdale where the first vandalism happened?”

“Um...yes...”

“...So major landmarks of Cloudsdale...And Rainbow Dash did say that they were all Wonderbolts related targets so that elminates any non-Wonderbolt related ones...But where will they hit next?”

Pinkie tapped her chin. “Hmm...if I were a meanie pants vandal, where would I go next?”

The purple Alicorn blinked, gears turning in her head. “...Wait...Pinkie that's it!”

“Thank you!...What'd I do?”

“You already gave the answer earlier!” Twilight replied. “Come on, I need to go talk to Spitfire.”




Private Eye searched through the desks in Storm Raver's office, his guards still with him. “What's this?” he asked, picking up the letters Rainbow had seen before from there. “...Well that seals it...”

His eyes scanned the room and fell on the awards on the wall.

“What the Tartarus?” asked a voice.

Private Eye turned to see Storm Raver glaring at him, bandaged up from the attack she'd received. “Hello, Storm Raver. Guard Detective Private Eye,” he replied, tipping his hat. “Remember me?”

“Yes, now what are you doing in my office?” the Bolt demanded, giving a glare.

“I think the better question Miss, is what are these is doin' in your office,” the guard detective smirked, holding up the letters.

Storm Raver's eyes widened and she took a step back. “Well...it's my department.”

“True, but,” Private Eye held up the letter Rainbow had received. “If this letter from Spitfire was already sent, that means ya shoulda sent 'em on to her by now.”

Storm Raver started to sweat. “Uh...well...those are...copies...”

“Really? Then how about we trot down to Spitfire's office and ask her face to face?”

Storm Raver's ears pinned. “I...uh...Well...I...You see...”

“...You were the previous holder those records those two broke, weren't ya? And those wings of yours, they didn't get roughed up in that fight, am I right? That's old age doin' a number on your joints. When your records got broken, you got bitter. You got jealous. You couldn't take the new girls throwing you out of your spot. So you decided to get a little payback...”

The pegasus sweated much more heavily before she finally spread her wings to run for it, but the Guards with Private Eye caught her by the tail and pulled her into a restraining hold.

“Storm Raver, you're under arrest for forgery and impersonatin' a higher ranked officer than yourself,” the Guard Detective replied, pulling out hoof cuffs.

“Uh, sir, was the dramatic summation thing necessary?” one of the guards questioned. "All you had to do was tell her why she's being arrested..."

“...Probably not...but it's fun.”




“Those records were mine! What was I supposed to do? Let some stupid brats have them? No way!” Storm Raver asked as they trotted through the building to the front entrance.

“Sorry, Raver, I work in the shadows so that ain't mah thing. The judge might understand ya better,” Private Eye retorted. “All I know is you gave a couple rookies a rough deal they didn't deserve, so I'm taking you in.”

“...You don't know what old age is like...you wouldn't understand...”

“...No, I guess I wouldn't...but I know these young kids probably looked up to ya. Keyword is LOOKED. Ya still had their respect, now ya lost it...and any I mighta had for ya as another member of Equestria's defense forces.”

Storm Raver actually looked down at that.

Mare-Do-Well chuckled, watching from a nearby cloud as Storm Raver was lead out of the place. True, she wasn't the fake Rainbow Dash...but she'd still tried to screw Rainbow over and try to ruin her dreams after all.

She noticed Storm Raver's gaze happen to land on her. Rainbow Dash gave it a little thought and a sly thought formed in her mind.

Mare-Do-Well thought back to the last time she'd seen Storm Waver before today, took the best approximation of the pose she'd had that day and did a simple, quick wave with one hoof.

Storm Raver seemed confused for a moment...before her eyes widened in recognition.

The dirty bolt had been rescued by the Mare-Do-Well and saw the impostor at the same exact time, with lots of witnesses. It didn't take Twilight Sparkle to figure out that meant she couldn't reveal Mare-Do-Well was Rainbow Dash without absolving the rainbow mared pegasus of being the vandal. If she told, then Rainbow was absolved, if she didn't, Rainbow got a last laugh on the mare who tried to hurt her. And since when had Rainbow not been one to brag when she thought she could get away with it?

With that, Rainbow Dash spread her wings and took off to go rendezvous with Twilight.




Cloudsdale Stadium was most well known for being the place that held the Best Young Flyer's Competition every year with the Wonderbolts themselves overseeing it. But it was also a frequent spot for Wonderbolt performances. One had been a show planned for later this week, which was set to go on even with the vandalism and mutterings it'd be canceled. But the Wonderbolts weren't known for being quitters and announced they'd carry on.

A rainbow colored blur flew by overhead late at night, giving a growl as she stared down at the stadium. She looked back to her saddle bags, opening them to reveal several cans of paint.

In a flash, the blur flew down to the stadium itself, looking around carefully. No guards. No anything. Just the birds roosting here and there. It was utterly silent.

The fake Rainbow Dash sped down to the floor below, pulling out one of the paint cans and throwing it on the stadium wall leaving a line of red as she flew past it. She pulled out the other colors of the rainbow from her bag and got ready to continue.

Suddenly, a spotlight-like beam fell on her, forcing her to turn. “What?!”

Twilight stood in the stands, a spotlight spell emitting from her horn. “Caught you red hoofed.”

The impostor looked around, seeing Applejack standing nearby with a lasso in hoof. Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, and Rarity stood nearby. While Rarity projected a spotlight from her own horn, Pinkie snapped a few pictures with a pink camera...that for some reason was modeled after prank novelty glasses.

“Now the Guard can see your Rainbow Dash costume! Isn't that cool!” Pinkie announced, looking closely and making note of the differences herself. Photographic memories came in handy. “Wow, that Cutie Mark is sloppy!”

Rarity blinked. “Where did you get a camera again?”

“I keep them stashed in case of camera emergencies!”

“...In Cloudsdale?”

“Yep!”

A purple and blue blur sped down and landed on one of the pillars in the middle of the stadium, using a hoof to curl her cape in front of her. “Alright, impostor! We've got you now! Give up!” she warned in a deep threatening voice.

Applejack facehoofed. “That voice of hers still sounds dumb...”

The fake seemed to shake with rage. “...You...you...Give me that camera!” she screamed, dashing straight at Pinkie Pie.

Mare-Do-Well intercepted and hit her with a flying kick, knocking her away. “Uh uh, this is between me and you, you faker!”

The imposter snarled in fury. “Get out of my way!”

Twilight used her horn to project a copy of her brother's shield spell around the stadium. “Hurry up! I might be an Alicorn but I'm not my BBBFF!” she exclaimed, cringing. Her brother was Celestia's go to stallion whenever she needed a barrier put up against world threatening calamities.

“Gotcha!” the masked mare replied, doing a backflip and kicking the impostor over her in midair.

The fake Rainbow did a u-turn and slammed into her back, knocking her down until she caught herself with her wings.

“Why are you even doing this?!” Twilight called. “It's over! We caught you in the act!”

“It's all I have!” the imposter yelled, sending a bolt of lightning at Twilight, who managed to shield herself.

Rarity looked to her. “Why don't you just use a spell on her?”

“I'd have to split my magic between the shield and that spell. And Rainbow's fake wouldn't be very good at pretending to be her if she wasn't fast; with them so close I might miss and hit the wrong pony,” Twilight replied. "'Mare-Do-Well' is the only one here fast enough to keep up with her fake.”

Mare-Do-Well cracked her neck. “Fine, if I have to give you a few lumps before you'll cut it out, that's fine by me.”

The two charged one another at breakneck speed. Like two deranged pinballs, they dashed through the sizable stadium, crossing paths again and again at lightning speed. Each pass, one tried to hit the other with a punch, kick, or headbutt, and was either blocked or dodged by their opponent.

Finally, Mare-Do-Well managed to catch her opponent with a punch to the jaw, then a kick to the ribs, but received a knee to the stomach and an overhead blow to the back knocking her down.

She looked up to see the impostor diving down at her with a stomp down on her back and rolled out of the way, industrial clouds stretching from impact but holding.

The masked mare flew up and did a spinning buck, but the other mare ducked it and retaliated with a headbutt she just barely dodged.

The two took off again, flying side by side and trying to punch and kick the other. Rainbow noticed her imposter seemed to not be so much skilled as berserk. 'So she's not a martial artist, doesn't mean she can't hurt me.'

The two veered upwards along the wall, continuing their brawl, both taking punches and kicks from the other. Rainbow's were more well placed, given she had more skill, but her rival seemed to be throwing her's more furiously and rapidly, and with more force.

As the raced along the top of Twilight's shield dome, the two finally connected with the punch to the other's jaw. The fake's glasses went flying to reveal her orange eyes and Rainbow was fairly certain she got a black eye under a cracked visor.

“Just leave me alone!” the fake yelled, flying around Mare-Do-Well and generating lightning clouds in her wake. The masked hero had to rapidly dodge the bolts, no easy feat, and was thankful the suit was durable when a few gave her a nasty shock. “They deserve it! She deserves it!”

The masked mare countered by diving straight down, her opponent following her. 'Okay, she's definitely not playing nice, time for some good old fashion tricks,' Rainbow Dash thought.

She suddenly did a loop, planting her hind legs into the poster's back and knocking her into the wall of the arena.

The impostor countered by snatching some clouds used in stunts and charging them with lightning, giving her superhero opponent a few bad burns. Thankfully Twilight was able to spare some magic and force her to abandon them with a magic beam thanks to the two having some space between them.

The fake dove back down, tackling Mare-Do-Well into the balcony where the Princess would normally sit.  “I just want some payback, is that too much to ask?!” she screamed, trying to punch Rainbow's face in.

After a punch put a few more cracks in her visor. The masked hero countered by kicking her in the back and sending her face first into Celestia's throne. “You have serious issues!”

The two took off again, trading blows as they darted through the sky.

“Wow! It's like watching fire flies!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed cheerfully, the two moving so fast all the ponies saw were two colored blurs. Finally both combatants' punches collided and the two jumped backwards again.

The fake snarled and began flying around in a circle, generating a sizable tornado and sending it flying towards the stands.

“Oh not again!” Applejack yelled, using a rope to tie herself and her friends down, but given the building was MADE of clouds, she wasn't sure how well that'd work.

“Girls!” Mare-Do-Well yelled, diving down in front of them. “Here's hoping this works!”

She did her own circular motion and sent a tornado heading the opposite direction, the two colliding.

“Twilight! Hold me in one place!”

Twilight raised a brow but nodded, using her telekinesis to hold Rainbow in place. Rainbow flew forwards against Twilight's telekinesis, flapping her wings faster and faster until it built up completely. “Now!”

Twilight let go and Mare-Do-Well launched forwards at high speed, generating a small Rainboom. The masked mare went straight through the dissipating tornadoes and slammed into her surprised double full speed. The two left an impression in the wall on the other side.

“Ugh...momma I don't want to go to school today...” Rainbow Dash muttered dizzily, seeing stars from the impact as managed to hang on, her now unconscious double falling out of the pony shaped hole in the  wall of the building.

“Got her!” Applejack called, using a lasso to catch the defeated impostor and leave her hanging like a caught fish. “And that's why  Ah always bring lots of rope.”

Rarity got several banners in her telekinesis to further restrain the impostor, Pinkie Pie using streamers for the same purpose.

Fluttershy flew down and stared intently at the defeated villain's eyes for when they open...and also started treating her wounds.

Rainbow Dash sighed, hanging from the wall of the stadium. “Looks like she crashed and burned!” she snarked...and then collapsed in the stands. “And I am bucking tired...”
Mare-Do-Well vs the Rainbow Menace Part 4
Rainbow Dash is having a bad day. She's received a letter from the Wonderbolts that left her very upset...oh, and she's now on the run from the guard.

Chapter 4 of  a commission for :icongrimwolf01:. This will be a fairly decent sized story. Hope you enjoy it. 

Finale next chapter!

Now, let me explain something: Private Eye was MEANT to be a subversion of how the 'non protagonist investigator' in these kinds of stories go. I hope that works :) .

My Little Pony belongs to Hasbro!

Idea belongs to :icongrimwolf01: !

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jmcdavid Featured By Owner 1 day ago
I came up with a Kamen Rider OOO drinking game while I was at work. Here are the rules. You watch an episode while you have a good supply of an alcoholic beverage on hand.

Every time you see Eiji carrying a pair of underpants, have a drink.


Every time Kougami says "Happy birthday", have a drink.


Every time Ankh acts like a dick, have a drink.


Every time Akira Date calls someone by a nickname, have a drink.


Ever time Date says he's not someone who likes to read the manual for something, have a drink.


If you're not feeling at least a buzz by the end of an episode, you're doing something wrong.

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Kendell2 Featured By Owner 1 day ago
Hehe!

Well, I actually don't drink, but sounds funny!
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jmcdavid Featured By Owner 22 hours ago
Here are some more.

Whenever you see a birthday cake, have a drink.

When Hina uses her super strength, have a drink.

Optional: If her super strength is useless, down the entire bottle.
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Kendell2 Featured By Owner 21 hours ago
Hehe.
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jmcdavid Featured By Owner 3 days ago
Episode 10 of Drive...I'm not going to say anything that's too full of spoilers, but it gives "Heart attack" a new meaning.
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jmcdavid Featured By Owner Dec 12, 2014
By the way, when Akira left the Rainbow Line, he stopped wearing his hard hat.

Instead he wore a black cowboy hat.

When I saw him with that cowboy hat, the first thing I thought to myself was, "What is Ken Hayakawa doing here?"
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Jarkes Featured By Owner Dec 11, 2014
So, anyway, remember how the Zeo powers were constantly getting stronger?

I encountered a theory a while back that sooner or later, the Zeo powers would've become TOO powerful and would've been physically draining on the Rangers, exhausting them and possibly reaching the point where it could've killed them. This theory posits that Billy realized this, and when he was frequently disappearing during the Gold Ranger arc, he was working on the Turbozords and powers to prepare for when they could no longer use the Zeo powers without putting too much of a strain on their bodies.

What do you think of this?

There are also apparently some storyboards for the Turbo movie floating around somewhere that indicate that in early drafts, the Turbo powers were explicitly shown as being created FROM the Zeo Crystal.
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Kendell2 Featured By Owner Dec 11, 2014
That's a good theory.

It's possible that Tommy found out how to FIX the problem by the time of Forever Red, explaining why he has them there and his fellow Zeo Rangers had them in the Legend War.
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Jarkes Featured By Owner Dec 11, 2014
Most likely.
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Kendell2 Featured By Owner Dec 11, 2014
It's a better explanation than 'Divatox destroyed the Zeo powers'.
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