Toothy flails his legs and tail about, trying to drag his prey back to the ground, or at least kick a few more bats on his way through the air. Whatever happens, no way is he going to let go.

"Lord Tubbingtonnnnnnnn!" Pinkie's whining continued as she decided that she was no longer okay with missing out on all the action, but the Meowjesty stayed exactly where he was until he had decided that there wasn't any more insanely dangerous magic flying aimlessly around the battlefield. With a harrumph, he rolled to his feet again, allowing Pinkie to scoot out. Getting back on her hooves, her mane instantly sprang back into its usual shape. "Right! Let's DO this!"

There seemed to be a lot less to be done, though. Where was Nightmare Moon at? "Oh! Hey, Rarity!" Pinkie called as she noticed her friend approaching, somewhat harried by bats. Grabbing the party cannon again, she pivoted it around and aimed a few confetti blasts into the air at them; it wasn't very precise, but the confetti did scatter, and maybe the noise would scare them?