“Half a day, that’s all we asked for. Not even one full day, only half of one. But somehow you still manage to not only get in a fight with foreign soldiers, but do it in front of their ruler,” Strike stated as he glared at the young boy while they waited outside of their commanders’ door. Both were in their full service dress uniforms, Strike’s a green colored military dress and Cy’s a purple military dress. Cy’s was given to him by Strike, who luckily had a spare key to his room in case of emergencies.
After Cy had knocked out the guards, he was put under arrest by Celestia’s own personal guards. He was told by Celestia that she wanted to see him along with his commander, supervisor, and chief immediately. Cy was then escorted rather roughly to the headquarters building, where he had to be watched until Strike, who after hearing what happened knew he had to get Cy's service uniform, took on the role of watching over Cy until the chief got to the building.
“I hope you know that the Chief will most likely tear you a new one, and the commander won’t be any better,” Strike said as he shook his head. “Hell, even I have a few choice words for you. First being, what could have possibly possessed you to fight with three guardsmen? I told you to just stay out of trouble, and look what happened,” Strike stated as he started to rub his forehead in frustration. “You just better hope that Celestia is in a good mood, because something tells me she has the ultimate say as to what happens to you, so you better get your head on as tight as possible and not act like an ass in front of her, or the commander,” Strike finished as he stared angrily at Cy.
Both soldiers turned as they heard the door open and saw their Chief, Commanding Serzanto Crystal Cry, in full service dress, and she did not look happy. She glared at Cy as she went into the commander’s office, closing the door with a soft thud. Cy took the time to adjust his purple tie and make sure his uniform was perfect, he did not want to give them any more reasons to rip him in half. After a few moments the door reopened as the Chief stepped out.
“Enter,” she stated with a voice full of poison as she held the door for both men to enter. The two entered and stood at attention in front of their commander’s desk, which was currently occupied by Celestia with their commander standing next to the desk. “Sir, Protoss Core reports, as ordered.”
“Sir, Serzanto Terian reports, as ordered.”
“Protoss Core,” Commander Yeria started, “you have not only committed acts of aggression towards foreign allied soldiers, but you have also engaged them. Now, do you know exactly what kind of punishment this kind of behavior usually gets?” Yeria asked as he stared at Cy.
“Sir, it always gives the offender an article eighty-two as well as possible expulsion from service with no honors,” Cy stated coldly as he maintained his bearing.
“That’s right,” Yeria stated as he continued, “and I think after what you just did you deserve that and much more.” The commander paused for a second as a collected his thoughts. “But it seems the fair princess here has a better idea, don’t you ma’am?” Yeria finished as he looked at Celestia. Celestia cleared her throat and in a regal tone started to explain her own plan.
“Young Core,” the Alimage princess started, “after reviewing some of your… behavior in the past, I have decided that the mistake here is not yours but your environment’s. It seems that aggression and anger are not foreign emotions to you and considering that for most of your life you have lived in a military environment, this is not surprising. I believe there is only one solution for this kind of behavior.” She stared at Cy as the silence started to become more pressing for the young boy. The silence lasted a couple minutes until Strike decided to break it by asking the big question.
“And what would that be your highness?”
“Cy shall be enrolled into my academy here, so my personal student, Twilight Sparkle, can keep an eye on him and teach him how one is supposed to act in a civilized environment,” Celestia stated as she gave a soft smile towards the foreign personal. A few seconds passed before everyone but the commander and Celestia burst out into confusion.
“What!” all three enlisted personal cried out as they looked at the princess with wide eyes.
“Your highness,” the chief started as she tried to wrap her head around how Cy was getting off so easy. “Surely you jest? This young Protoss knocked out three of your guards right in front of you, to which you respond by sending him to one of your most elite academies. You have to be joking ma’am,” The chief ended as she stared at the still smiling ruler with wide eyes.
“This is no joke,” Celestia began as her smile turned into a look of seriousness. “My student has been studying the magic of friendship for some time. I think all young Cy needs is some hands on training in friendship, and who better to teach it then someone his own age who has been studying it for quite some time?” the ruler finished as she looked towards the chief, her smile returning. “And don’t worry, Cy will be in the good hands of the Elements of Harmony,” she added after she saw a worried look on Sargent Terian’s face. Cy started to open his mouth to protest but felt a small jab on his side and stopped.
“If that is all you need to say ma’am, than you can go ahead and take your leave,” Yeria said as he looked over to the princess. “And Core,” Yeria stated as he looked toward the young drone controller with heavy eyes, “you and Terian can go ahead back to the dorms to change back into street clothes. Be in front of the building in thirty minutes,” the commander finished as Celestia left the room.
“Why do we need to be in front of the dorm in thirty minutes?” asked Strike as he looked at his commander.
“To take Cy to school of course,” the commander stated half-heartedly. “It is actually still pretty early in the school day and the princess wants Core to start immediately. All the paperwork is already done and you will be given a tour today as well as start your classes, which I took from your online courses,” the commander finished. “Now you two are dismissed, but chief, stay behind. I still need to talk to you for a second,” Yeria said as he looked at the steaming chief. As the two left headquarters they both let out a sigh.
“I hope you know that you are very lucky that the princess decided to make your punishment much less severe,” Strike told the young drone controller as they neared the dorm. “But it also looks like you are going to be much busier than we originally thought.”
“Yeah, though I can’t help but wonder something,” Cy stated as he looked ahead with a look full of thought.
“And what could that possibly be?”
“What the hell are the Elements of Harmony?”