55w, 5dMLS' Creme de la Creme
"...but the bitterness in the young one's heart had transformed her into a wicked mare of darkness, Nightmare Moon..." continued the narrator. While the others sat with jaws hanging freely; except for Pinkie Pie who was eating some popcorn, Luna fixed the screen with a hateful glare. Seeing this, thanks to the screen being translucent on his end, John reached forth and hit the pause button.
"Tis a lie!" screamed Luna, traditional Canterlot voice on max. "T'were not bitterness or shameful vanity that condemned us." Dispelling the screen Luna cast both eyes on John as she pointed an accusing hoof and asked, "Tell us! Who dares to spread such malicious falsehoods!"
John was unsure how to respond; having done this mostly to troll the ponies, thankfully salvation came in the form of Celestia, "Sister, what are you saying?" her voice deep in confusion.
"Sister?" asked Luna dropping the traditional Canterlot voice, not liking the tone in her sister's voice.
Not sensing the obvious, Celestia asked, "Was it not your desire for ponies to enjoy your beautiful night that led you to halting the moon?"
The look on Luna's face was of utter shock for all of two seconds before her eyes began to glow bright white as she leered at her sister. Seeing the proverbial dam about to burst John grabbed the ponies, all of whom were looking at Luna in fear, four in each arm and ran for the door; stopping only a second to grab Spike's tail with his right hand.
John had barely made it outside before the concussive force of Luna's voice shattered all the glass in Fluttershy's home. "WHAT DOUST THOU MEAN, MY DESIRE!"
Dropping the girls, and Spike, under the bridge over the nearby creek John held his ears shut and shouted, "Cover your ears!" None of the ponies argued, but Fluttershy; who was in too much shock, just sat on her haunches. Before the next sound wave erupted, John covered Fluttershy's head and prayed for the best. 'I'm so going to regret this...'
Braving the danger of a sonic boom, John peeked over the banks of the creek and looked towards the house. Princess Celestia; still a good head taller than her sister, backed slowly out of the cottage with a still irate Luna following her step for step. "Luna please let us talk about this."
"YES LET'S!" roared Luna still locked in her fury. "WHY WOULD THOU THINK SO LOWLY OF US!?"
The question seemed to rattle Celestia more than Luna's screaming, but it ended up steeling her nerves. Assuming a firm footing Celestia gave her rebuttal, in her own traditional Canterlot voice, "THINK LOWLY OF YOU!?" Now if Luna's traditional Canterlot voice was like standing near an amp at a rock concert, than Celestia's was like having your ear on a flash grenade as it exploded; assuming the ringing in John's ears were any indication.
John fought every instinct imaginable when he kept his hands on Fluttershy's ears and not immediately covering his own. The pain in his ears almost enough to drop him flat. With his ears out of commission John watched the fight between Celestia and Luna unfold.
Following her titanic burst of noise, Celestia advanced on her sister, her eyes shining just as intensely as Luna's. Never having been good at reading lips John had to focus on the eyes and subtle body language distinct to all life to understand what was happening. Celestia must have truly been pissed about Luna's accusation because she waltz up to her sister like she was about to knock her block off.
To her credit, Luna stood firm and didn't budge an inch as Celestia kept coming closer. When Celestia stopped talking, Luna fired back an angry and fierce reply, assuming that what John was feeling was the sound waves and not a nearby earthquake.
Luna, lost to the moment, went so far as to raise up her front hooves and slamming the down hard enough to make a small fissure form around her sister and herself. What John noticed however was that even though she acted violently, Luna's eyes weren't angry, but sad, hurt even.
Celestia relented, her eyes immediately losing their edge and white glow. Celestia's head swung to the ground, her eyes downcast, as Luna continued to vent her displeasure. Luna kept screaming louder and louder, her voice hitting John's head so hard he had to duck to make sure it was still screwed on correctly, 'Jesus! I'm almost thankful I can't hear this...'
When John dared to peek over the banks of the creek he saw the royal sisters locked in a tight embrace, tears running wild down their faces, both seemed to be screaming; normally, apologizes after apologizes.
Assuming the worse had passed John released Fluttershy; the shy pegasus immediately clumped the ground and fell into a fetal position. One by one John alerted the others to the situation via pointing to the two sobbing Princesses, the last to be informed was Twilight as she was the furthest away.
When Twilight looked up at John and then; following his pointed finger, saw that the Princesses were safe and no longer booming, she focused all her thoughts onto him. While everypony else may have been hearing a tirade of questions, John just heard the ringing in his ears, 'She's probably just asking about the show...' thought John as he stared expressionlessly at the purple mare, 'how am I going to explain that anyways...' As John thought he turned and walked towards Fluttershy, picked her up and cradled her as he walked over the banks of the creek, 'Meh, burn that bridge when I get to it.'
Without being able to hear her, John felt no remorse out of blatantly ignoring Twilight's question; a small part of him even enjoyed the trolling aspect behind it. As they all approached, Celestia and Luna remarked John with confusion and then alarm, rushing towards him and panicking as they examined his ears. Fluttershy, hearing the more silent commotion overcame her shock, and after looking up at John was so alarmed she rushed into the ruins of her home.
Guessing what was happening, John felt his ears and was immediately greeted by the warm feeling of blood. Pulling his hand back John saw the tell tell dark crimson staining his fingers; in larger amounts than what was probably healthy. After a second of two of examination John licked the blood off his fingers scaring the others who gave him a large berth immediately afterwards.
Before the others could say anything; not that John would have heard them, Fluttershy returned with some bags carrying Nurse Redheart's cutie mark and her own personal first aid kit, as well as John's sleeping bag.; which he happily took. Fluttershy's mouth was going a mile minute as she and the nurses started focusing on John's ears. Not being able to hear them or himself John decided to tell them, "If you have questions, please write them down."
Twilight was, of course, the first to respond, magicking a quill and parchment and thrusting them into Spike's hands. Before she could begin dictating John asked, "Spike, did she at least ask you to write for her or; if failing that, say please?"
The question seemed to give everyone pause but Spike just wrote down on the parchment and turned the page. To John's surprise he could read Spike's writing, it was English and in cursive no less, but the answer was "No."
After reading the parchment John's face deadpan and looked at Twilight, "That's more than a little rude, don't you think?" Twilight looked offended at first but after a second looked slightly ashamed, "He is a "baby dragon" after all you should at least show a little more appreciation for his feelings."
Twilight looked more ashamed and Spike looked peeved, even writing down, "Hey, so she's forgetful sometimes. Leave her alone."
"If you don't mind being a floor rug that's your business Spike." replied John a little more aggressively then he'd like. As he scratched the back of his head, John's hand was swatted by Fluttershy who was giving him a stern glare. "What?"
Fluttershy started talking only to look at Spike. Spike went to work writing and soon turned the page, "Spike is no floor rug and Twilight loves him dearly, how can you even suggest such a thing."
"Is it common practice in Equestria to let your loved ones, infants no less, to fall into a freezing cold lake in their sleep where they can easily drown and/or catch a deadly cold? Worse yet pneumonia?" No pony could react to that question, except Celestia who looked at Twilight and began speaking, the latter immediately panicking and shaking her head. "Spike if you'd please?"
Spike shrugged and started writing down what was being said, "Celestia's asking Twilight what you're talking about. Twilight's saying she can't remember doing something like that."
John took a second to hum to himself as he thought, "It could be possible what we saw in the show was different than reality for you. Spike, please tell me? At last year's Winter Wrap Up, where were you when the mayor declared winter Officially Wrapped Up?"
Twilight immediately froze up when John asked his question seeming to think back at the situation. After a second or two she lowered her head in shame and said something that caused Celestia to look outright pissed, making her earlier outburst seem tame in comparison. Celestia turned to Spike and started speaking to which Spike put on paper, "I wish to thank you for bringing this to my attention, my student has not been forthcoming with her treatment of her charge it would seem. Tell me, is there any other signs of abuse Twilight has inflicted on Spike?"
The last sentence made everyone cringe, even Spike had a hard time writing when it was asked. "Well to be perfectly honest, in the first episode alone, Twilight hit him in the face with a door," Twilight, it seemed, was trying to make herself smaller and smaller with each passing word. "After that she slammed him, face first, into the floor because she was looking for a particular book; which he easily found, and then left him to clean up the mess she made while looking for it."
Celestia was not amused. "Then following that, she had him write the letter about Nightmare Moon, and when he couldn't spell a word correctly; imperative I believe, she screamed at him and scared him so badly he fell and slammed his head into a bookcase."
John should have stopped at this point, but he always found Spike's treatment in the show to be the one thing he couldn't stand and this was like getting a weight off his chest. It felt so good in fact that he couldn't help but say, with heavy sarcasm, "Go figure, a toddler with a limited vocabulary? What is the world coming to?"
When John had finished listing the catalog of abuse from episode one, the others all backed away from Twilight and more than a few went to nuzzle Spike; especially Rarity. If looks could kill, the one Celestia was giving Twilight would have reduced her to ash right then and there. Seeing Celestia gearing up for another round of shouting, John deciding that he went too far, got up and jumped between them, "Easy there, you didn't let me finish!"
Celestia took a few steps back and raised her nose, taking that as a cue to speak John set out to do some damage control, "Look, yes. Twilight can be..." John had to pause to think of a word that wouldn't immediately set Celestia off, "thoughtless when it comes to Spike, but throughout the time she's spent with her friends she's become more caring for him..." John paused and then said, "...so far as I know."
That addendum did exactly what John didn't want, Celestia magicked him up and set him aside before wrapping Twilight and herself in a blinding white light and disappearing. "Crap..." muttered John as the light faded.
A few seconds later Celestia and Twilight emerged from another blinding white light. Twilight looked pale and sickly, Celestia only slightly less pissed than before. After giving everyone a look over, Celestia said something loud enough to were everyone could hear it; except John of course. After she was done speaking everyone recoiled and Spike threw the parchment down and fell to his knees, "What just happened?" asked John having been left out of the loop.
John's answer came in the form of an enraged Spike doing everything in his power to chock the life out of his leg. Celestia meanwhile picked up the discarded parchment and started writing on it, again in cursive.
"By royal decree, Twilight Sparkle is to be placed under surveillance until such a time as her abusive and cruel nature is dealt with. Spike the dragon is hereby placed in the custody of one; John of Earth, until such time can be determined. Any and all attempts on Twilight's part to speak with Spike shall be seen as a breaking of Equestian Law and treason against the crown, the punishment of which is banishment from Equestria for life. Spike is likewise not to be permitted to speak with Twilight Sparkle. John of Earth, do you accept the responsibilities and authorities over Spike as mandated in this legally binding document?
John wanted to throw up, "Oh my god...I...isn't their somepony else he can go with? What about Rarity? Or Apple Jack even?" The mares both nodded their heads, while not so secretly glaring at John.
Celestia gave the two stern looks which caused them to relent, afterward she wrote down; and spoke aloud, "I find it unlikely that the abuse you mentioned would have escaped the notice of Twilight's closest friends. None of them have mentioned Spike's mistreatment at the hooves of his caretaker in any of their letters to me. I'm afraid I cannot trust them with this task as their loyalties to Twilight must certainly trump their concern for Spike's well being." Each of the ponies, even those outside those mentioned cringed; hell even John winced when he read it. The mane six all looked ashamed, leaving John to feel like a jackass.
"You alone seem to express displeasure with his current arrangement, displeasure I share completely," Celestia paused to give the main six another stern glare; even Fluttershy, but John blocked her from Celestia's view. "If you cannot take Spike into your care I'm left with no choice but to return him to Draconia, homeland of the dragons." Spike and Twilight shared a worried glance and paled at the mention of being separated.
"But....but I don't have a house, or any money. I'm not even a citizen of this planet. Not to mention I'm from an alien species of warlike omnivores, do you really want me to be the one in charge of him? For that matter why can't you or Luna take him?" The omnivore part was a desperate ploy to get out of this situation, John was not happy with what was going down.
Celestia's train of thought was derailed at the mention of "omnivores" but she quickly regained her composure, and continued writing. "Be that as it may, neither Luna nor I can take custody of Spike, as that would require him to leave Ponyville and that would be cruel to take Spike away from the place that has been his home for so long. If there is an alternative present."
With that John finally had some ground to stand on, "Isn't it more cruel to take him away from the only family he's known?" Celestia looked down at Twilight, who was looking up at John in shock; as was everyone else. "Look," began John as he picked up Spike and placing him to his left, "Spike loves Twilight more than life itself,and Twilight loves him just as much. Spike said it himself, "She's forgetful sometimes," how often does Twilight forget to take proper care of herself when she's desperate to do something."
Twilight broke into a smile, but John furrowed his brow until his eyes became slits, "That being said, I do not condone child abuse from anyone or anything, on this or any planet, for any reason. Neglecting Spike's feelings and well being is inexcusable and something I will not tolerate. Monitor her treatment of Spike as you were going to, Princess. If the abuse continues or increases than I shall take custody of Spike without argument and I'll suffer his," John looked down at Spike and then to the others, "...and anypony else's wrath if I must. Children; even as incredibly intelligent and mature as Spike is, must be treated with the all the care one would give for anything else that is priceless." The others shared a nod but still looked at John with suspicion.
Celestia looked at John and then down to her student. In all her years, Celestia would never have guessed Twilight could be so callous to another's pain, 'Perhaps she isn't ready to serve in my court after all...' Celestia couldn't help but don a sad expression; her ears folding downwards.
Before anyone could see her moment of sorrow, Celestia began speaking and writing again, "Fair enough," Celestia fixed Twilight with a stern authoritative look before continuing, "Twilight Sparkle, your actions from this point shall be monitored until such a times as I am sure you can be fully trusted with the responsibility of caring for another. Meanwhile Spike the dragon shall remain in your care."
Spike and Twilight ran to one another and locked each other in a sweet embrace, with Twilight kissing Spike's head and Spike crying unabashed into her fur. Celestia smiled a bit before turning to John, "...John of Earth, for your part in this I wish to grant you a reward. So long as it is in my power to do so."
John took a second to think about it, rubbing his chin before saying, "Well can you send me home?"
The question seemed to cause a stir amongst the others, Celestia gave John a confused look before writing, "No. I am sorry but that is beyond my capabilities. If you are from a different planet, then I've no way of sending you home. You may ask another."
"Alright, then how about setting me up with citizenship?" asked John, outwardly calm and cool, internally hanging on the edge of his seat in hope. Celestia thought for a moment and then was about to right, when John said, "Not to cause even more conflict today," everypony gave him a weary look, "but shouldn't Princess Luna be a part of this decision, she is after all, Co-Ruler of Equestria. If I'm not mistaken."
Celestia gave a sad smile and nodded her head before looking towards her sister who had sat patiently at the edge of the whole debacle between Celestia and Twilight. Luna had been smiling sweetly at the happy family, as was everypony else for that matter, but when her sister called her name she trotted over, looking at John with a peculiar look John couldn't give a name to.
The Princesses conversed for a moment, in the meantime John was forced to sit down by the nurses and Fluttershy so they could tend to his still bleeding ears. In all honesty John had forgotten them and upon remembering, felt incredibly woozy. "Oh this is bad..." mumbled John before he fell on his back. John wasn't surprised when none of the mane six, except Fluttershy, came to his aid, 'I did just throw Twilight under a bus.' thought John.
Celestia and Luna turned to see John lying prone on the ground the nurses and Fluttershy trying disparately to get him to sit up. The princesses trotted over and began talking to the nurses, leaving John out of the loop. Seeing this Fluttershy tried writing it down on a parchment, but when she presented the page John let out a groggy chuckle and patted her on the head, "Sorry Fluttershy, I can't read that."
Fluttershy looked confused before turning to Celestia and speaking to her, Celestia picked up the paper and jotted down a quick question, "Can you understand this?" John gave a simple nod, eliciting a punch in the arm from Tenderheart. "She says "Don't move your head."" wrote Celestia before writing down a series of blocky and unrecognizable symbols.
"Sorry," said John as the nurses placed earplugs into his ears, "I can't understand whatever that is."
Celestia and Luna both gave John another weird look, almost as if they were studying him. After a few uncomfortable moments Celestia look over to Twilight, who was now cradling Spike in her forelegs, and called her over. Twilight, when she came to stand before her mentor, wouldn't look at John.
Seeing this Celestia said a few things and Twilight bowed her head to look to John, for a second John felt a strange tickling sensation in his head as Twilight's horn blew a faint maroon. "I'm casting a spell on you," came Twilight's voice, seemingly melting into his mind. "This should allow you to understand what everyone is saying. Do you understand me?"
"Yes," answered John. Celestia gave her student a pleased smile.
Twilight stopped casting her spell and Celestia began speaking, "I'm happy to hear the spell was a success. I'm sorry to say that the damage to your ears is dire and we won't known the long term effects until a specialist can be brought in." John held his head in his hands and let out a loud groan. "How did this happen?"
John stood up, wobbling a bit due to the blood lose. “Well, when I saw Luna getting angry I grabbed the girls and Spike and bolted to the creek over there.” John, remembering to not move his head, pointed a finger to the creek, “When we were safely behind the banks, I told the others to cover their ears...”
Fluttershy stepped in and finished the story, “I was too scared to cover my ears and John protected mine instead of his own.”
Everypony, even Spike and Twilight, gave John a look of respect, “Then it is to me, to ensure your health in this matter.” said Princess Luna looking downcast.
John chuckled a bit before saying, “Actually Princess Luna, Celestia's “oh for two” when it comes to causing bodily harm to my person.” Celestia and Luna shared a confused glance before John said, “It was the time when you screamed, “Think lowly of you!?” in you traditional Canterlot Voice. After that all I could hear was a ringing in my ears,” Celestia let out a sigh and lowered her head, seeing this John decided to lighten the mood. “If it's any consolation Celestia, you have an impressive set of lungs.”
Luna stifled a chuckle as Celestia fixed John with a dry look, “I'll assume that was an attempt at humor?” John smiled weakly and shrugged his shoulders, “Yet again I owe you an apology.”
“Meh, no point getting upset about it, what's in the past is the past,” sighed John as he went to stand up only to wobble and fall to his knees, “Whoa boy...” John reached for his head and had to wait for a moment as he vision danced around, “Okay...I...I think I need to lay down.”
“No,” said nurse Redheart as she let John lean against her while he tried to regain his balance. “You need to eat some food, prunes and eggs would be my suggestion.”
“Iron reach food, eh?” asked John as he stood up. When Redheart nodded her head, he added, “Probably should add some orange juice to that then.”
“Why?” asked Twilight, her resentment towards John unable to contain her curiosity.
“Vitamin C,” answered nurse Tenderheart. “Vitamin C helps to absorb the iron in prunes and eggs.”
Twilight looked stunned, “Not to mention,” added John, “the natural sugars in the orange juice will help me keep the necessary blood sugar level which will help counteract the blood lose.” Twilight couldn't help but look at John with astonishment, but she quickly hid her expression when she noticed he was looking at her. Seeing Twilight attempt to keep from looking at him John said, “Hey, everypony? Would any of you mind if I get a moment alone with Twilight and Spike?”
Celestia looked to her student and after receiving a nod said,”Everypony, please go inside. John, Twilight, and Spike need to talk.” While Luna and the nurses made their way into the cottage, the rest of the mane six: Apple Jack, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie, remained where they stood. “Girls?”
“Ah'm sorry Princess...” said Apple Jack as she looked at John. “Ah wanna be here, tah hear this.”
“ As I do,” said Rarity, likewise her gaze cast on John.
“Me too,” said Pinkie Pie, unlike the others she was looking at Twilight.
“Yeah,” said Rainbow Dash, also looking at Twilight, “I need to hear this.”
Celestia was about to rebuke them when she heard a faint whisper at her hooves, “Please Princess, we need to be here for our friends.” John looked down for a second, “both old and new.” finished Fluttershy, smiling shyly at John who cheered up immensely.
Against the demure Fluttershy, and the positive effect she had on John, Celestia said nothing more and walked towards the cottage, “Sister, do you think it wise to leave them all alone so soon?” asked Luna who watched the event from the doorway of the cottage.
“I'm not sure,” sighed Celestia, casting a glance over her shoulder. “John was in the right in telling me about Spike's treatment. In truth I still feel anger over it all; especially since no one else mentioned it before. Taking into account, however, that John did so, so soon after meeting Twilight, the potential trust between them may be irreparably damaged. But that, in and of itself, presents an amazing opportunity.”
Not understanding Luna looked at her sister in confusion, “Luna, if Twilight can forgive John of this, than maybe she's as mature as I've always believed. If not, then she still has to grow into a mare worthy of the plans I have for her.” Celestia stopped talking and began channeling magic into her horn, “But that has yet to be seen, in the interim let's clean this mess up.”
Luna looked to see her sister magicking the shards of glass from the shattered windows, “Indeed, I should see if I can make amends with dear Fluttershy after all this is over.” Luna continued muttering a series of potential gifts and plans to make up her mistake to her shiest friend.
Celestia meanwhile giggled over her sisters childish musings and personality, but cast sly glances over to what would either be her students greatest moment or most colossal failure, 'Twilight, despite my actions earlier I still believe in you...please prove my faith right.'
While the Princesses set about the task of mending Fluttershy's broken home, Twilight, John and the others were entering in what would be the most awkward moment of their relationship. “So...how do you want to handle this, Twilight? Spike?” spoke John, being the first to break the uneasy silence.
“I think you should go jump in a lake,” replied Spike.
“Spike!” chided Rarity, “He was concerned for you.” Though she cast a cold glare at John as said, “Though I must say you handle the situation very poorly.”
“Ah agree,” said Apple Jack. “Now ah can understand how it may appear to an outsider, but we'd never allow Spike tah be hurt.”
Reflexively John tightened his grip in his hands, doing so sent a loud series of pops from his knuckles effectively silencing Apple Jacks protest. Along with the popping his hands, John's eyes instantly became piercing making everypony's skin crawl in reaction. “Apple Jack,” began John his voice barely above a hiss, “there are some things you can't prevent, worse yet things you could but didn't. I understand better than you think, that all of you love Spike. That isn't up for debate, and that's not my complaint. My problem is that you all love Spike, but you don't seem to truly appreciate him.”
“Now, that's not true!” yelled Twilight as she stomped her hoof to the ground.
“Really?” replied John haughtily, “Tell me then. Why don't you say “please” when you want him to do something, like earlier when you wanted him to take your dictation?”
“I made a simple mistake, I don't do it that often,” justified Twilight as she looked over to Spike with a sad apologetic smile, only to receive a halfhearted one from her youthful charge. Seeing this shook Twilight's resolve, “Do I?”
Spike fiddled his thumbs and looked like he was going to say something but never could bring himself to do it. “That would be a, yes,” inserted John, stepping in for Spike, earning a irritated glare in return.
“I don't need you to speak for me!” yelled Spike. “Besides, you don't know me!”
John let out a dry chuckle, “Spike, I know you better than you'd think, and I know what's coming your way if you and your friends and family don't change your way of interacting with each other. John sneered but didn't look at anypony, he seemed to look up to the skies, “Mostly you need to learn to appreciate one another. Truly appreciate one another.”
“What do you mean by “truly” appreciate one another?” asked Twilight, her question grabbing everyone's attention.
John kept his eyes to heavens, seemingly trying to see somewhere else and talking with someone not even there. “You need to take the time to make sure that; even at your busiest, you treat one another with respect and dignity. Taking the time to say, “please” and “thank you”. It's often these little things that help to cement a family and a friendship, and neglecting them are usually the best way to utterly destroy them.”
No pony understood what John was getting at so he continued, “Let's put it another way. You say “please” to someone you love and appreciate, like a friend of family member,” John stopped looking at the skies, loosened his grip and looked at the ground with a sigh, “An animal however, you expect to know it's place. Treat someone like an animal long enough and they'll grow bitter and hateful. In the end they'll become more and more like an animal, and they'll hate you for making them one.”
Twilight seemed lost in thought before her eyes widened in understanding, “I'm sorry...”
“Don't be,” said John, “I shouldn't have said anything in front of Celestia. I should have respected you enough to approach you one on one. For that I apologize, you deserved better.”
To the shock of everypony Twilight raced forward and nuzzled John's leg. “I'm thankful that you didn't...I may not have listened any other way.” John slowly knelt down and patted Twilight's head, only for her to jump up and give him a hug, “If you'd like...I'd like to be your friend. If you let me?”
John returned the hug, “I'd like nothing more, I'm sorry...”
Twilight shushed his apologize and tightened her hug, “Don't be...” Twilight and John held each other for a few moments before they felt another person join the hug. Fluttershy grabbed both of them and squeezed tight. Pinkie Pie joined in next, followed by Apple Jack and Rarity. Leaving only Rainbow Dash and Spike outside, “Come on you two.” said Twilight, only to get a raised eyebrow from John, “...please.”
As the John, Spike and the ponies cemented their newfound friendship with a group hug, off in the distance. In a small patch of trees just outside Everfree Forest border a pair of eyes watch and examine Equestria's first alien specimen, “Royal Chronicler to home base? Royal Chronicler to home base? Do you read me?”
Royal Chronicler waited a few moments as the magic of long range communication was sent to “home base”, “This is home base.” came the voice of the dispatch. “What do you have to report?”
“The Princesses have met with a being not of this world, an alien unlike anything I've seen on Equestria before.” Royal Chronicler knew their report would be suspect, but believed their years of service would suffice in getting the message to where it would be most useful.
“Royal Chronicler,” began the dispatch, “if you've nothing of value to report do not waste our time...”
“Silence!” roared Royal Chronicler, “If you value your position, then you shall report this information to the master. Should I have to go over your head with this, we both know the consequences.”
“...very well,” said the dispatch, “This information, shall be sent in your name...” said the dispatch, giving reverent pause before saying, “to Lord Prince Blueblood.”