Nine Inch Nasty

Being kidnapped to a different realm where I’m in expected to rescue an entire collection of fully sentient unicorns would be hilarious if it weren’t happening to me. And just when I think I’ve got a hold on how many mates I have, I’m wrong.
This is fine.
So picture this: the best plan we can come up with as I rescue my also-kidnapped-but-also-hidden mates, is to feed buttercream to the world’s unhappiest unicorns. Strange, yes, but with positive results.
Should be easy to figure this all out, right?
I’m getting my happy ever after with all my mates whether I need to make a million unicorns make a mess of their pants first or not.
Also, if you heard what Cory and I did in that arena, shut your mouth. No you didn’t. It was necessary at the time, alright?