[The scroll is opened and instantly there is a close up on a blue-colored turtle appearing to inspect it.]

Hmm.... HMM... [He lifted his head and turned to the side] It's just a piece of paper. Huh, I guess we just talk into it like the D-Terminal.!

And how does that make any sense?

Magic, duh. Come on Donnie, get your head in the game.

[A green-colored unicorn with a scarred up front left leg and a purple mask over his brown eyes. He had a green owl sitting on his back as the unicorn gave the turtle an annoyed glare]

For the hundredth time Paolo, there is no such thing as magic, That is an illogical impossibility!

Says the mutant turtle turned human turned unicorn [Silence] My point has been made.

[Donnie groans] Fine, go ahead and talk to it. But I'm telling you that-

Yeah, whatever. Hello... wherever this place is. I'm Paolo, a turtle.... well I am now. The owl is Arte, and the naggy, big-mouthed unicorn is Donatello, aka pain int he shell.

Hey!

Anyways, Donnie wants to know where we are and why we're here and stuff. But he didn't want to believe that the scrolls are magic due to 'illogical reasoning' or something. So to prove him wrong and grant his wishes, if someone could tell us it would be nice. Thanks a lot pony people! [He gives the unicorn a smug look] Now watch the plan work.

[The unicorn merely rolls his eyes as the owl, Arte, pats his head.]