[Namine is wearing her new clothes, sketching a sketch...of her staff. She looks fairly intent on her work until she happens to glance up and notice Cambot recording. Smiling slightly, she closes the sketchbook and picks up said staff.]

Does anyone else have one of these? I've seen people who know magic use something like it, but we can't use magic here, right? Unless that changed and we didn't know it.

[If they can use magic, and she's supposed to use it now, she'll need to start learning quickly.]

[Cambot comes across Xion sitting at her desk. It looks like she has cat ears and a tail this week, too--all the same shade of black as her hair. The coat she's draped over the back of her chair has sparkly rainbows all over it, as do her black jeans, while her shirt has silver stars, also sparkly.

She appears not to have noticed Cambot, though, so he takes this opportunity to try to peek over her shoulder at what she's working on. It looks like she's decorating a notebook. Several partially used sheets of stickers lie next to her: rainbows, stars, hearts, various animals. The used stickers all occupy various positions on the notebook's cover, except for the one in her hand that she seems to be trying to find a place for.

As soon as she notices Cambot, her expression turns from one of focused concentration to surprise. She quickly sweeps the supplies into the only one of her desk drawers that locks.]

Cambot! I thought I asked you to let me know when you start recording.

Though, now that you're here...Has anyone seen Harry? I haven't for about a week or two.

[Kotetsu is... hiding under his bed. Trying to shoo Cambot away. It isn't working.]

Gah! Okay, if a certain pony is trying to find me, you didn't see me, got it? Now go away!

[Cambot tilts to the side, a bit confused, and goes to float over by the door.

[Cambot opens on a pretty peaceful scene - Rarity has taken over a second (empty) bedroom and is putting the finishing touches on converting it into a workroom. Looks like her bedroom wasn't big enough to contain the organized chaos of a fashion studio. She's humming happily as she works, not noticing Cambot recording or the opened door...or the fact that she's no longer alone in the room. The steadily increasing number of bunnies, squirrels, and songbirds in the room goes completely unnoticed as she organizes different sewing accoutrements into boxes. She gives a satisfied nod-]

There. That should do it.

[And turns around, only to catch sight of the gaggle of animals in her studio. Cue her nearly jumping out of her skin with a cry of surprise.]

Oh! What...how...goodness, I feel like Fluttershy. What would she do with all of you, I wonder? Hmm...Well, it is worth a try.

[She sings a few very familiar notes and is rather surprised when the gathered animals hum and tweet them back at her.]

Well! Perhaps you'd like to help me organize, then?

[Cambot watches her direct the animals in further organizational tasks - the animals are surprisingly efficient - before it cuts off the feed.]

[And after a few weeks of a certain person seemingly not being around, a Cambot happens to spot a familiar sight - a blue-haired kid with big, pink eyes. She's busy looking around the place, almost in familiarity.]

This place... i-it's the Satellite again, isn't it? I'm back on...

Oh, no...

Namine? Twilight? Spike? Anyone? Is anyone still here? I-I'm back! I'm sorry for leaving! I-I didn't know it would send me back! Please tell me someone's here...

...please?

[She seems worried - what if she came back and everyone else went home?

Despite the fact that, oh, it's madness as usual in here again.]

[The feed opens up on the Theatre Deck, where Cambot spies Xion and Namine. It looks like they’ve been messing around with the costumes--Nami’s found a standard cowgirl costume, with the vest and skirt over her usual white dress. Xion’s outfit might remind some SoL residents of a familiar character.

At the moment, though, they’re trying on hats. Xion has one a more traditional cowboy hat, while Namine’s holding up a red one the same shade as the red stitching in Xion’s costume.]

I think this is supposed to go with that one.

Really? Let’s switch, then. [Trades.]

[Anybody care to join the costume party?]

[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.

Well, the newcomers aboard are quite rude. They refuse to speak to us!

However, we do appreciate the gift of hay that has been places aboard. T'is not as good as back in Equestria, but it is pleasing, nonetheless!

[Good morning SoL. Have a concerned-looking Namine.]

I haven't seen Kairi or Sasami for a while now. Has anybody else?

[She wanted to ask before but things have been...a little hectic.]

[Launch Bay. Cambot is hovering near Maes as the man stares off. He is standing near one of the pods and it looks like he had been about to launch but why will have to wait. Maes closes his mouth and turns to Cambot]

Uh...guys. Please tell me this isn't a further delusion from the ghost vision thing going on. I mean, if it was I'd already be dead, but...here.

[He grabs cambot and turns him towards what WOULD be the open bay doors and the vastness of space...but instead it's a forest. Maes then turns Cambot back to himself]

It wasn't like that before, right? I mean, Pinkie I've seen you go FLOATING out there. We're supposed to be in SPACE, not, well, in some forest.

[The illogical nature of it all might start to be getting to Maes.]

[Hello there SoLeAAAAAAAAH. OH GOD.

GOOGLY YELLOW EYES. And suddenly, CLOVERFIELD CAMERA SHAKING!]

Hello! Hellooooo? Is this thing on??

Lemme turn it o--

[And then suddenly the Cambot shorts out. Cue another Cambot turning on and--well, it appears there is another pony on board. This one with wings and very odd-looking eyes. As to what happened, it appears it ripped that other Cambot out of its socket, along with an entire piece of panel and outer shell of the ship, revealing nothing but cold, black space.

...

WAIT WHAT-]

WOW! How did that happen? It suddenly got really windy in here!!

[Says the pegasus as it is being sucked out due to decompression. Oh, and incidentally making deep hoof-sized grooves as it is being dragged along. The utterly destroyed Cambot (and accompanying panel and outer shell) from before is a more immediate victim - it smashes right into the horse's head, snapping in half before it disappears out the hole.

Meanwhile the pony, fam from being knocked out of concussed or, well, dead, looks confused.]

Heeey, that's the camera from before! I should fix i-

[-and out the pony gets sucked. Even Cambot has no idea how to respond. Except to worriedly switch to Rocket Number 9-

While going "Wheeeee! Woooooah!! Its like I'm flying without my wiiiiings........" as it floats on into outer space.

Oh, never mind, it's fine! Someone might want to say something about the decompression. And the panel. And the giant hoof grooves the newcomer made. How the heck did that pony manage to even do that...]

[Luna's flopped down on her side on the nature deck. Her mane isn't as... floaty as usual. It takes her a while to notice the Cambot.]

Oh, t'is thee.

[She stretches a little and gives a tiny shrug.]

I have given it some thought and while I am not certain this time machine is the best idea given the dangers of time travel...it could prove useful.

[Kaldur is in the library. He has several charts out and looks tired.]

Twilight Sparkle and Aqua, I may have a solution to our problem regarding the lack of decent literature and entertainment aboard the SoL. It is possible that we could visit the past and ensure that decent books get placed on the satellite or, at the very least, bring back books ourselves.

Either way, I was curious about your views on the matter. Time travel, I am aware, is dangerous...but I would rather avoid any future incidents due to the lack of entertainment. We could even procure books that may aid in other ways.

[He's mostly referring to any future break downs from Twilight. He sighs looking back down at the charts and muttering]

Perhaps I have been up here too long that I am considering such things]

We are not quite certain what has happened to our mane. T'is very much like when we... Ah, but we do not wish to dwell on that.

We have also acquired some sort of crown, which we are unable to remove. None of this is making us feel very nostalgic at all!

[The feed opens on an empty corridor. But wait! What was that flash of movement up ahead? The Cambot inches forward. Was it a bird? A plane? A white pegasus screaming joyfully as she hurtles through the air towards his - OH GOD WHAT]

[Cammy drops down just in time, turning to watch the not-so-pink Pinkie flutter to a wobbly stop above him. While hovering upside-down. Of course.] Oopsie! Sorry about that!

Guys, guys! Check it out! I have WINGS! I'm a real-life PEGASUS! Ohmygosh this is the best thing EVER, I've always WANTED to fly! I mean, space walking's great and all, but it's nowhere NEAR the same as having wings! Oooh, ooooh, I bet I could do tricks! Anyone wanna see one?

[Kaldur looks a little...older it seems.]

I am quite confused. If this is supposed to be 1980s nostalgia then what does that necessarily have to do with my sudden appearance like this?

I was not even born in the 1980s nor am I as familiar with its culture on the surface. Is there, perhaps, someone that can explain?

[The screen shows...a blank patch of wall for a second or two.]

Really. Really. Are we going to have to do this every time? I mean, I really thought you'd have this whole "show what you're recording" thing down by now, since, you know, you're a camera and all.

[The screen pans over to show Doof, who is looking a little less than impressed.]

There we go. Finally.

Aaaaaaanyway. I know I haven't been around for a while, but when that whole pony thing happened, it really threw off my plans. You ever try to build anything without thumbs? Much harder than it looks. So then I decided to build a DePonyinator, so I could, you know, not be a pony anymore. Of course, then I ran into that whole building-without-thumbs problem again, but I decided to try it anyway. Three bottles of mouthwash later and my mouth still tastes like screwdriver. Three whole bottles!

Well, the DePonyinator never actually got finished because I randomly stopped being a pony, so I decided to modify it. BEHOLD, SATELLITE OF LOVE!

[...and nothing happens. Doof frowns.]

Seriously. We practiced this. I say BEHOLD, SATELLITE OF LOVE! all dramatic-like, and you pan to the left to show off my latest Inator. Got it?

[The feed pans up and down - Cambot is nodding.]

Good. Okay, let's try that again. [He clears his throat.] BEHOLD, SATELLITE OF LOVE!

[Cambot pans obligingly to the left, showing off what looks like a very big ray gun.]

The TagWithActualLasersinator! See, I saw everyone playing with with the wimpy little laser guns, and I thought I'd make one of my own, except with actual lasers! It's in the name and everything. With this, I can be on my own team and not have to worry about getting picked last or any of those other crippling adolescent fears. All I have to do is just charge it up, like so... [He flips a switch and several lights on the Inator blink on.] ...and it will produce a laser beam powerful enough to punch through any solid object. I can win without even playing! And even better, I can use it to RULE THE TRI-STATE- I mean, THE SATELLITE OF LOVE!

...yes, I know it's against the rules and everything, sure, but- screw the rules, I have science! [He grins and steeples his fingers. Why yes, he has just secured his place as Most Evil Person On The Satellite. Take that, Evil-Sora-Clone-Person!] So! Who wants to play?

[Just another day on the SOL - nothing out of the ordinary here. There certainly isn't a furry cat-like alien in full body armour wandering the halls with a glowing wrench, pressing an buttons he can find and fiddling with pieces of discarded metal, no sirree.

And he definitely isn't trying to swat away a certain cambot, following his every move.]

Hey, knock it off. I said I'd find a way outta here, alright?

[If 'a way out' meant wandering around in circles for the past hour. The Lombax's tail swishes once in thought, a gloved hand on his hip as he looks to the side, then up.]

Qwark? Aphelion? Yo! You guys okay?

[The only noise, the only response that fills the halls is cambot's whirring. Something Ratchet really would like to stop circling him every few minutes.

Welp.

Marooned on a spaceship with no other forms of life in sight. This was turning out to be such a great rescue.]

Ah, c'mon. If Qwark's involved, we'd better go help.

[90s Kid and Pinkie Pie are on the rec deck, goofing off in Pinkie’s homemade skate park that has been fixed up since Discord’s capture. Pinkie pushes her board over in front of one of her little ramps, closing one eye to make certain of the angle.] Hey! Cammy! You getting this?

[90s Kid cheers from off-camera] Yeah! Rock on, dudette!

[Pinkie pushes her skateboard back and forth a few times, preparing before she gets on and starts barreling towards the ramp.] Dude! Dude! Dude! Come on!

Right behind you! [90s Kid comes behind her on his own skateboard. He looks to be doing just fine at first, but then he wobbles visibly, arms flailing in the air. He ends up missing the ramp entirely, swerving to the side instead. At least he didn’t fall this time. Pinkie makes the jump, though her landing is a bit precarious. She circles around back to him. He makes an awkward turn to pass Pinkie, holding his fist out. Pinkie holds out her hoof to meet it. BROHOOF! Apparently Cammy finds this the perfect time to cue a song. Musical number is go, dudes!]