The train left San Franciscolt, with Con, and his enemies on board.

Whataspy: How do we get out of here?
Discord: Ты can't. If Ты use magic, I'll kill Ты before Ты escape.
Con: What if the magic isn't for escaping?
Miss. Filly: What's that supposed to mean?
Miss: Silver: Yeah. *grabs Whataspy*
Whataspy: I told Ты I don't like lesbians. And you're both Fillies!
Con: This is too much.
Discord: Don't die yet. Wait until I get Ты to St. Foalis.
Con: NO *hits Discord*
Miss. Silver: ooh. They're gonna go all the way.
Discord: *grabs gun*
Con: *grabs gun* Does this look like going all the way?!
Miss. Silver: Hhmmmm.
Miss. Filly: Take off your clothes, and do it.
Whataspy: Ты two, need to shut up.
Discord: *shoots toward Whataspy*
Con: Sorry!
Whataspy: Con! *kicks Discord*
Con: *kills Discord* Come on!
Miss. Silver: Hey! That's our mare!
Con: Nope, she's mine! *teleports off train*
Miss. Filly: What do we do now?
Miss. Silver: Trick them.

Con & Whataspy were on a luxury cruise liner heading across the pacific.

Whataspy: I thought we'd be dead.
Con: With me, not a chance.
waitress: Here Ты are Ты two. *activates bomb*
Whataspy: Ooh, Spareribs.
Miss. Filly: On fire! *lights spare ribs*
Miss. Silver: We tricked you!
Con: *stabs Miss. Silver with fiery ribs*
Whataspy: *throws her off boat*
Miss. Filly: Oh, my girlfriend. you're strong.
Con: *breaks Miss. Filly's neck*
Whataspy: Good thing they're dead.
Con: Yeah, the same with Discord. Hopefully he doesn't come back to life again.

And so, the two ponies continued riding the лодка toward the sunset. Relaxing, and probably playing shuffleboard against some crazy old ponies.

The End

Con Mane will return in The Mare With The Golden Gun.