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Jack's head swung back and forth between the fallen pegasus and the irate kelpie. "...Princess?" He stuttered, lamely. 

"It should be pointed out, Riptide," Primeval began, her tone flat, neither antagonistic nor sympathetic, "That at this point in time, Equestria has only two Princesses, and one member of Visiting Royalty for a country that currently does not exist."

"Wait, you're talking about Cade... ah, Pricess Cadenza?" The blue stallion was trying to keep up; the other three Torchwhoof agents had already given up trying to make sense, Black Ops moving to secure the captured pony's unbroken legs while White Noise tried to make sure the Inspector hadn't suffered a concussion or other damage.

"Exhaust pipes." The cyborg replied. [Error: incorrect reference, rebooting thesaurus]

"What?" Captain Harness asked.

"Excuse me, 'spoilers'." Primeval coughed.

"What the fin does any of that have to do with Twilight's ban on guns... and Primeval, don't you dare start talking like the Doctor." Riptide groused, simultaneously refusing to give the firearm over to the irate black stallion.

"Wait, wait... Twilight... you can't possibly mean..." The pony in the overcoat stared, eyes widening.