[Sick of the ponies yet? Well too bad. Have a confused white pony with rainbow mane standing around in the hallway. She doesn't seem to notice the cambot yet.]

Hello? Is there anypony here? Cadance? Luna? Twilight Sparkle? [She frowns as she paces a little, looking worried.] This doesn't make sense. I must have fainted at the party, but I've should have been rested up by now. I wonder if her attack did more to me than I thou-

[She then finally notices the cambot and makes a smile.] Why hello there. Can you tell me what's going on and why I seem to be in space?

[Hey, another horse on the nature deck! That's not too unusual this week except...is that a green apple on his butt?

The strong-looking stallion doesn't seem to notice Cambot or pay it any heed, just looking around the trees on the deck, craning his neck to look up at the leaves. Looking disappointed, he keeps moving, Cambot following.

He stops when he finds that open patch of field in the corner of the nature deck, soil looking ready to be tilled. The pony tilts his head, pawing at the dirt with one hoof, then nodding and looking satisfied.]

Eeeeyup.

[Ammy looks a little bit worried. She holds up an old drawing to show her worry:]



[So, she has to look at the bad story this week, right? It's not gonna be too bad, is it? She remembers the first chapter of this book, and it was...pretty bad. She whines a little bit.]

[Iron Liz. Fancy dress. Serious business.]

Listen up, guys.

You all heard what Gypsy said; there's a big iceburg out there and we're heading right for it. I dunno how much time we have, but I've got a plan.

I've heard something about trying to tip the satellite over, but that sounds too risky. But Gypsy says there are a dozen or so subpods down in the launch deck, and they're armed. It's not much, but I think if we can focus the fire from all of them on the burg, we can knock it out of our orbit.

So I need eleven other people up there with me. Who here can drive?

[Linkara. Cambot. Futon. He doesn't look too terribly amused.]

This week's shenanigans look pretty scattered, right? I mean, we have some people seeing dead people, or ghosts, or possibly sharing hallucinations - whatever you want to call it. On top of that, Terra suddenly has super strength and Riku's afraid of red. [Yep, somebody's been keeping up on what's going on over Cambot.]

It does look pretty random...until you remember that the Mads' special guest during their last transmission was M. Night Shyamalan. Those of you who know who he is probably have a good idea of what's coming next, or at least have a few guesses. Those of you who don't...well, the mermaid in the pool might be friendly but I wouldn't risk it, don't go near the elevators, and stay off the nature deck.

[There's another scream echoing down the halls of the SOL, another feminine scream - one might be forgiven for thinking Minako's at it again. But no, it's Twilight, running full-tilt down the hall and screaming at the top of her lungs, followed by a... Tom Servo in a brilliant red dress, calling after her almost pleadingly.]

They told me you wanted to dance the tango! Why don't you want to?

STOP! GET AWAY FROM ME! I'LL KICK YOU INTO NEXT WEEK IF YOU DON'T!

[Cambot turns to track them as they blaze past and continue on down the hall.]

But we're meant to, don't you see?!

GET AWAY! GET AWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!

[...Just another day on the SOL.]