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// Chapter 3 
// Story: The Lunar-Winged Caballus's 
// by LunicStream1105 
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"Oh, boy." Myriad said with a sigh that he was getting himself comfortable, "The story before we moved to Altamare." he said looking at the ceiling.

"One we won't forget." Corolla said.

"Not in a long time." Myriad responded smiling. He paused before he decided to start. JetStream tried to listen cosely.

'I bet this day is going to be one of those quicker ones...' he thought.

"It was roughly 15 years ago." he said looking at JetStream.

'Yeah, I wasn't around then...' he thought with a straight face.

"Back in Hoofington, it was a big city. I'm pretty sure it's more populated than Altamare. That was part of it." Corolla nodded.

"True, it was a shame everypony was grudgy while they were." she shrugged.

"Yeah-" Myriad responded, "-Most ponies there didn't have the brightest expressions on their faces. But that didn't stop them from having a healthy attitude." JetStream smiled, "It were those who'd become friends with, and your mother, JetStream."

"... How did you two know eachother?" JetStream went and asked the question. Myriad decided to step in first.

"I was on, delivery. It wasn't much, and yet the same for its pay. I wasn't exactly out on my own just then, I was still young and lived my own parents. I just thought it'd be nice to pull out my own bits for a change. Anyway, I deliver from a building much smaller than most of them because it only had one floor."

"Exactly, most buildings seemed to have atleast four floors." Corolla said. Myriad nodded.

"How much I got would be dependent on how big the object is, including weight, the only thing helping me were my wings." he paused before he got too off track, "The road I was walking along had sharper and more cleansed look to it. I was surprised what difference there was while I looked around. The building I was carrying it to was around the corner, so I knocked on the door. And waited every wait I seem to actually dread through."



Myriad sighed.

"The last one for the day. I'll just give them this and I'll be good to go." he smiled thinking about his work being over. He wiped his hoof over his forhead to clear the sweat, "I gotta admit, this part of town looks neatier and tidier compared to the part I live to." he stated looking at the door handle alone. Myriad jumped when the door opened, and was greeted with a mare.

"Oh, hello!" she exclaimed. She opened the door more than what I thought she would.

"What?" I wondered silently trembling from the weight of the object.

"Do come in..." she looked at the tag Myriad was wearing, "Myriad Alacrity, and welcome." she smiled, Myriad looked puzzled on what to do.

"I'm slightly confused-" he said, "-I didn't know I was going to be walking in."

"I hope it's no trouble. But We'd like the lamp in a specific spot."

"A lamp?" Myriad looked back at the box he carried. He turned back to her and nodded, "Alright then, could you show me where?"

"Of course." they headed in as another mare walked in the room, noticing this stallion suddenly entering her parents home.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"Oh nothing dear, the lamp we got has arrived." she answered her daughter.



"Wait, a lamp?" JetStream asked. Myriad smiled nervously.

"Yeah, I didn't know what I was carrying until it got opened at the destination. And the name tag I wore was obviously for personal usage."

"You know what, I'm still a bit curious after all this time." Corolla finally brought a question.

"Were there more worker ponies like you going around?" she asked. Myriad sighed at all the work he would've done.

"Oh, no. I was some of the dozen, actually I think I was the thirteenth!" he laughed afterwards, "No, I wasn't the only one, and the buisiness was rather friendly, barely no drama. And there can sometimes, but it would only make things uncomfortable." he recalled for his own enjoyment, and JetStream could tell, Corolla looked like that didn't need to be added.

"Anyway, I saw your father walk in at that time." Corolla continued.



And I was a mommies girl as well. Corolla looked practically startled as she looked at this stallion entering the red-bricked building. Myriad tried to avoid her.

'Why is she staring at me like that...?' he thought as he followed what seemed to be her mother.

'Oh, he looks a lot like my brother...' she thought, she would never forget his white coat that shines in the sunrise sun. She hasn't seen him in a couple of months now sinse he was off, doing whatever it was, she may have not been listening.

"It's up here on the next floor." she said looking up.

"Gotchya." he responded, he continued at a slight faster pace than before. When he got up there the room was almost empty, with much contrast compared to the lower floor.

"Why's it so bleak in here? If I can ask." he said looking around.

"I'm embarresed to know the room looks like this, but there was a hoof-ful of stuff to get upgraded, if you understand." she pointed to a corner infront of her, "You can set in that corner over there.

"Okay..." he said a bit huffy. He settled the box to the floor and walked back.

"Thank you for the delivery." she smiled.

"No problem." he responded as they started for the stairs.




Myriad paused as they both gave him a look, "It-It was a really straightforward job... The only tough factor that would add would be the weather, if it was bad of course." he stated raising a hoof.

"How much exactly did you get paid a day?" Corolla asked.

"It veried with each object like I said, but average if I was working hard... it'd give me about 28 bits each day, on average of course." JetStream smiled.

"That's more than I make in a year..." Myriad gave a fake laugh as he tussled JetStream's mane.

"Of course it is." he went to fix it right after. After letting loose another chuckle, he continued.




When they started to head down the stairs, they both heard the front door open again.

"Dad!" her mother heard Corolla squeal in joy.

"Her father must be back." she told Myriad.

"Little sis." Corolla said as they embraced eachother.

"I saw so many other ponies today." she said, "Thanks Daddy for taking me with you." she smiled. He playfully blew rhaspberries on her cheek, only to be surprised to what come out from the stairs.

"Oh, hello." he said rather confused, and suddenly nerved.

"Hello, sir." Myriad responded, "I'm here for the delivery of the lamp you have ordered." he smiled.

"Well, then I thank you for making it safely. What's your name?" he asked after a quick pause.

"Myriad, sir. Myriad Alacrity." he kept staring at Myriad, only for him to curiously wonder why. Only up until the point Corolla's father asked.

"I don't mean to bother on such a subject, but do you go to the local school?"

"Yes, I do." Myriad replied. This answer suddenly caught Corolla's attention away from her sister.

"Well, on my way through town I overheard about some sort of dance soon. I'd would like to get more information about that." Corolla seemed kind of embarrased for her father to ask a local student rather than a teacher, or more on charge in the first place, a principal.

"What would you like to know?" Myriad responded. Corolla's embarresment was suddenly washed away, and replaced with curiousity. After that, they got information on when it starts and ends, and a little bit in how you'd get there as well.

"Do you plan to go to the dance yourself, you look pretty nimble." he winked.

"Heh..." Myriad tried to smile.

"Dad!" Corolla called out.

"Alright, alright." he replied.

"I don't dance..." he smiled half-heartedly as he went for the front door.

"Well that's a shame."

"Well... not much..." he said before exiting. Corolla's father broke a smile. Corolla looked at Myriad as he exited. But she didn't budge herself before he closed the door. He suddenly breathed in, having a mix of a yawn and a sigh, "Alright, I think it's time to head back..." he started walking down the road, "I don't dance much, and if I ever had it was that one time when we were screwing around... honestly screwing around. Bein bored out of our minds..." he muttered the last bit as he looked at the many different things passing by, "But this is what pays off in trading from emotional exaustion. The sweet walk home with the sounds of the city..." he paused, "That aren't too great sometimes." he didn't let that bother him though.




"And well, after that, or when the dance started. It turned out you showed up yourself."

"Yes I did. It was because during them we moved in a couple days ago." Corolla replied standing up.

"That must be why the second floor was deserted." he assumed.

"Yes." Corolla looked at him, "And that lamp was the first thing we ever had for that floor. It was a great contribution."

"Thank you." Myriad responded.

"So that's how it all happend?" JetStream asked.

"Basically." Myriad responded, "She decided to willingly go to the school dance she enrolled in only a couple days before. That's when we started talking, and it unfolded from there." he smiled. They all looked outside.

"Looks like the rain stopped." Corolla said looking out the window.

"Really?" JetStream snapped his look to the window, then dashed to the front door, "I can't beleive it's gone already-"as soon as his muzzle reached the out doors. He felt one rain drop hit his snout, making him jump slightly, "No..." he went to answer, "It's only sprinkling..." he answered walking in, wiping his nose to clear of the rain. Either way, JetStream knew he'd be going outside.


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