A Foreword, Important points about Bat Ponies

FAO: Twilight Sparkle, Golden Oak Library, Ponyville,

Dear Twilight, as per your request into ‘bat pony’ history I have found this rather old, and might I say, very rough copy of the first recorded instance of ponies study into the aforementioned bat ponies. If my sources are to be believed then this was actually written by my great, great grandfather ‘Curious Clopper’ I hope this helps you with your enquiries and as ever wish you luck with your project,

Your fellow academic,

‘Hidden Curiosities’:

Ponies come in all shapes and sizes, from the staple 'earth' pony of Ponyville, to the high flying 'pegasus' found in Cloudsdale. We know much of the common breeds, but my research has focused on one of the less well known. The 'Bat Pony’ or 'Negasi' as they call themselves, I prefer the term: ‘Equineus Aviatus Nocturnes (For some reason that title never seemed to catch on, despite my best efforts to encourage it). These ponies are an offshoot of the typical pegasus’ also having wings. The first major difference an observer would note is their leathery bat-like wings, secondly their eyes which are more akin to a cat's or dragon's than those of a pegasus.

There are other more subtle differences from your average pegasus, these will be covered later on in this work. Their unique traits probably result from the caves or dark forests in which they typically are found. (Or maybe the powers that be just wanted some really awesome looking bat ponies?) Whatever the truth, this situation may never be fully understood.

The first of the advantageous attributes these ponies possess is their fantastic night-vision. They can see just as well on a dark night as a normal pony can under the noonday sun. In fact the average bat pony can even navigate where there is no light to be had. I do not mean just the dark of night, but total blackness where even a bat pony cannot ‘see’ their own hoof in front of their face. If they have achieved this amazing feat by magical means, or by a kind of built-in sonar, similar to a bat’s, has never been verified. (Although they certainly have a great deal in common with bats, though I have found they use much less chittering, unless startled)

One theory is that they have very sensitive hairs on the tips of their ears, which I believe enables the negasi to sense the flow and movement in the air around them. Yet again I have never been able to prove this personal theory and the negasi, of which I have encountered, have never been forthcoming when I enquired.

This brings us onto their amazing hearing. (Yet again I wonder at how much they seem to have in common with bats, maybe a common ancestor?) It has been known for negasi to be able to hear conversations through walls, or more often roofs where they can easily secrete themselves. The bat ponies find this particular trait to be of great use in their preferred role of guards and investigators. (This seems to be the most common profession for a negasi.)

Whilst all these skills are perfectly suited to their natural environment; during daylight hours they can be severely debilitating. Therefore these 'dark pegasi' (another name I have heard them called) are forced to wear protective eye guards when working in bright light, lest they be blinded. It should also be noted that loud noises appear to disorient them more easily than other breeds. (Not surprising with such good hearing, one of the bat ponies I stayed with claimed he could hear me snoring from across the house, I find that hard to credit however as I do 'not’ snore)

On the subject of these 'shades', many diurnal ponies I have spoken with are of the opinion that the negasi are just trying to show off or be ‘cool’. (It never worked for me anyhow, some ponies just aren’t cut out for the night-life it seems) I find this could not be further from the truth, they wear them out of pure necessity and any ‘coolness’ is a unlooked for side effect.

Coming back to the subject of their apparently ‘jumpy’ nature, I have found that this is another common misjudgement. They are no more prone to be 'scared' by loud noises than your average pony, only more easily startled. I feel their reputation as 'scaredy foals' originated from instances where a bat pony had been startled and reacted more dramatically to stimuli. (A prime example being collection of young foals from a family I was staying with all leaped up, and clung, to the rafters at the sound of my popcorn being cooked; all those sharp toothy grins peering down at me at once was quite unnerving I can tell you.)

This brings me to another fascinating point, bat ponies are known to sleep hanging upside down; making their homes in tree canopies and upon cave ceilings. How they achieve this without falling off is another mystery surrounding this fascinating people. Personally I suspect they hold on with their hind hooves, using a magic common to all ponies when grasping any object in their fore hooves, but I have never been able to prove this either. (After trying sleeping this way myself using some special horseshoes of my own design I found it, though possible, extremely uncomfortable and wouldn’t recommend it.)

Although it is not unheard of for your average pony to have one or two unobtrusive canine teeth, negasi have sharp highly prominent canines responsible for their an unnerving smile. (Yet another trait they share with bats, maybe there was some cross breeding or something? No, let’s 'not' go there.) Despite their daunting appearance I know from personal experience that they, are one and all herbivores. (Any claims that I screamed like a filly when I was first surrounded by the ‘Dark Wing’ tribe, from the mountains west of Baltimare, which at the time I firmly believed were going to eat me are grossly over stated I might add.)

I have found however that many negasi are rumoured to make use of this general ignorance of their nutritional needs when it suits their cause. See my notes on 'The Royal Guard from 'The Laws of Equestria and the Ponies that Enforce them’. (A fine book if I do say so myself)

A reassuring trait of negasi which illustrates further kinship with their pony cousins are their cutie marks. These are still gained by the usual method of discovering their special talent over time, their acquisition being celebrated with much affection by friends and relatives. Many of these cutie marks reflect negasi's nocturnal skills and abilities.

Regarding general appearance, your typical negasi will have a dark coloured coat often a grey or blue, sometimes even black. Their unusual appearance and tendency to only come out at night has given them a rather sinister reputation. A suspicion that has very little founding.

With their eyes being similar to the infamous 'Nightmare Moon', along with the negasi's other strange habits has led to other pony kinds to be distrustful and often shunning bat ponies. In fact for the most part bat ponies are friendly and happy members of Equestrian society. The fact that there are still many bat ponies found within the Royal Guard speaks of their loyal natures.

Much of their positive influence often goes unnoticed or unappreciated as they end up dealing with the more undesirable ponies of Equestria on a regular basis. Frequently the last thing a drunken pony sees before passing out is the shadow of a negasi looming over them, ready to 'help' the inebriated pony sleep it off somewhere safe. Though many a night terror has been averted by their capable hooves, the negasi still struggle to dispel common pony prejudice over their form and manner.

There are of course odd balls in every society (I most certainly 'not' being one of them thank you very much ‘Which Horse Weekly) and bat ponies being no exception. There are some who actively try to go against the norm. These negasi are usually seen out and about during the day, with their shades in place and often wearing dark over cloaks. They are observed trying to win the approval of young colts and fillies by being 'cool', sadly often with little success. Most daytime ponies choose to avoid them and eventually most of these negasi will return to the night-life to which they are accustomed.

So overall the negasi are an important, if significantly misunderstood part of pony life. I know if one were to look past their outward appearance and see who they are inside, ponies would find at a bat pony's core that they are pretty much the same as the day loving folk of Equestria.

Though their habits may seem strange to us, they should be no less valued than say the Zebra herds (That thing with the neck rings still puzzles me to this day) or desert ponies of Saddle Arabia. (Don’t ask me what I think of their fire studies, just don’t) Having spent much time with the negasi, I find them to be a great bunch of ponies, if a little dark humoured. I would encourage ponies in general to give them a proper chance. Equestria would be a much 'darker' place without them.

Prologue, Events so far

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In the Apple family home, three ponies shifted heavy boxes back and forth. Dust was all pervasive, and every so often the toil was interrupted by a irritated sneeze. Their appearance would have surprised many ponies had they seen; for one thing they were all of mixed breed and the oldest stallion certainly could never be mistaken for a normal earth pony. His light brown coat put the viewer in mind of wicker baskets while his mane and tail were the colour of sanded wood before the varnish.

These traits were not uncommon among earth ponies, but they were almost unheard of in a pony sporting a pair of black, leathery bat wings. This strange equine called to the other two, showing them what he had just found. He finished moving aside a particularly heavy container made of a dark wood to reveal a treasure trove of notebooks.

"Hey 'Glade', 'Sky' come look what I found!" ‘Star oak’ called, his slitted turquoise eyes glinting with sudden excitement. His accent was a little muddled, mostly well spoken, but with hints of the farmer's 'twang' common to members of the Apple family. His brother and sister made their way over to him with curious glances.

Simple and without adornment, he lifted the books carefully before blowing the dust of ages from the dark red covers. The others crowded in as he opened the uppermost book, its yellowed pages covered in simple neat writing, page after of page of it. The text surrounded the occasional photo along with other little keep safes tucked between the pages.

‘Evening Glade’ smiled with surprise, his sharp white teeth in stark contrast to his jet black coat. Squeezing in close Glade forced the others aside to make room for his well-built form. Muscles, powerful from hard work on the family farm, were used with astonishing care as he gently took the proffered book and scanned it with his amber eyes.

Both brothers smiled up at the last pony and it was easy to see the family resemblance between them. The same tufted ears and cat like eyes, that certain something about the muzzle hinted that they were infact brothers despite Glade’s surprising lack of wings.

With a slight grin the final member of the trio looked at the photos and gave out a girlish giggle, “Wow we’re so young in this one!” Far slighter in build than her brothers ‘Sky Petal’ held the book up to compare the image to her siblings.

“Would you look at that, were my wings ever that small?” Sky asked as she looked over her grey coat with its white slightly mottle pattern. “And my mane!” She added, seeing the tiny bleached blond pigtails framing her young face. Sky’s green eyes, round and full of mirth looked at her brothers in turn.

Sky turned the pages back and chuckled, quickly showing Glade another photo. A very cute picture of his little black form being cradled by Applejack who wore a huge, if weary smile.

"I were bigger than you even then Star, ma always said she had a lot more trouble getting me out than you," Glade's voice was deep and resonant, just like his uncle Big Mac's.

Star continued to rummage, "These must be mum’s diaries from when we were foals. Ma always told us she had written lots of things, so she could tell us when we were older."

. They continued to look through the books they found, all were old and preserved with obvious care. Thus showing them to be something precious, each wrapped in protective paper to keep them cool and dry. A few more embarrassing baby pictures later they sorted the books into chronological order and began looking through the writing they all recognised as belonging to their mother.

"Wow, Ma really did write a lot didn't she?" Sky Petal commented as the three ponies looked through the assembled dates and notes.

Applejack had been methodical in keeping a personal record of the three sibling’s foalhoods. They saw birthdays, sick days, Star Oak’s first day at school, all written down with care onto the now slightly yellowed pages of the dairies. These volumes represented years of effort on their behalf.

"Look this is one is about how Ma met Pa!" Sky Petal pointed out, showing her siblings the picture of their father. His dark grey coat along with black mane and tail showed their father ‘to be’ was a full blooded bat pony. His happy blue eyes looking lovingly into Applejack's green ones with a slightly dreamy aspect. The three children, now grown up themselves, happily replayed the memories of their younger days as they read the account of their growing up as written by Applejack.

"Go on, read it out Sky. would sound better coming from a mare and Ya always do mum’s voice best,” Evening prompted.“

How'd I tell y'all the story of me meetin ya farther? Well Shadow Guard is one of the bravest n lovin ponies I have ever known. He's a knight of Princess Luna n though he can be a right numb-skull at times he does have his good points and what-not too. Now most ponies reckon it’s right crazy me fallin in love with a bat pony, they say that we're just too darn different. They don't know the half of it, but being a family ain't about y'all bein the same, it's about yer lovin each other ‘because’ of yer differences.

But I get off the subject, I was writin about the time I met yer farther. Yer may have heard of that odd pony that came ter Ponyville all those years ago, how 'Stage Cloak' caused a right ruckus fer me and ma friends. There are things that I could tell yer about her that would turn yer brain upside down. But I promised I would'ner tell ‘that’ story of her until the time is right so I ain't.

But if that strange pony hadn't of come ter our little village then I probably never would have met yer farther Shadow. The girls, ‘Rainbow’, ‘Twi’ n I had just rescued Stage Cloak from the Everfree forest. The poor filly had gotten herself blasted there by that good fer nothing Trixie when she came ter Ponyville n made our lives a right misery.

Gah I went and did it again, yer can see why I ain't good at tellin stories. I guess I take after Granny in that way, always rambling on about summit. This time I promise I’ll write about Shadow, he was called ter come n collect Stage Cloak. She was ter go and see the ‘Royal Pony Sisters’, that n us ‘Bearers of the Elements of Harmony. Twi had written ter princess Celestia about that there pony-bot Gah I did'ner mean ter write that. If anypony asks yer Stage is a normal pony, nothin about her bein made of metal or bein from. That's it I'm stoppin writin about her now.

Shadow was one of the bat pony guards that came ter get Rainbow, ‘Rarity’ n I. He was ter fly us all over ter Canterlot so we could all tell our bit about that there pony I ain't gonna mention again. Now I wasn't in the best of moods ya hear, I was still tryin ter make sense of all the crazy stuff that Buzz (Carn darn it!) Stage Cloak had done.

Now those what know Shadow know that he can't keep his mouth shut. My dear Knight don't know when not ter say summit (look who's talkin) and though I love it about him, he’s just tryin ter be honest and what-not. But that does tend ter get himself inter trouble a lot.

Well that night weren't no different n we had a tiny bit of a ruckus about what he thought of my friends. He said that we weren't up ter being the bearers of the Elements of Harmony n that weren't the worst of it. Now I don't take offence easy, but as I said I was'ner thinkin right that night I am sure. I learnt ter see the better side of Shadow after that first meetin n that's kinda how we ended up with me writin in this here diary about the whole thing.

Now where was I......

A strange arrival in Equestria

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‘Night Blade’ frowned, his lined face creasing as he checked off the names on his duty roster. One name after another was marked with cross, the ponies they belonged too tellingly absent from the muster. Giving a pained sigh he ran his hoof through the greying strands of his mane, the dark blue hairs mingling with white ones which were steadily gaining ground over their coloured fellows. Once his mane and eyes were the dark blue of the night sky but the years were taking their toll.

Adjusting his wings Night Blade felt the muscles, once so supple, respond sluggishly and tried his best to ignore the twinges in his joints as he trotted back and forth in front of his diminished team’, “Dew?”

“Present sir!” ‘Night Dew’ saluted, her eager yellow eyes bright.

He smiled at the bat pony mare, black maned and grey coated. I can always count on Dew, Blade told himself. One of these days he was going to have to hang up the old armour, put down the sword and do the whole ‘retirement’ thing. On that day Blade knew who he’d want running the show and that was Dew. One of these days, but not today.

He looked despondently around the tellingly empty room, “Chain Mail?”

“Off sick sir,“ Dew responded.

“Deft?” Blade tried.

“Sick too I’m afraid sir,” Dew added with a frown.

“Swift?” Blade asked without much gusto.

“On runner duty sir,” Dew confirmed and Night Blade shook his head sadly. It was a sorry showing even for the Night Guard and Blade felt more than ever that he should just...

“Shadow Guard reporting sir!” Blade nodded as ‘Shadow Guard’ stumbled into the barracks, his armour askew and his muzzle still had what looked to be toothpaste on it.

Shadow was again your average bat pony hughes, the dark grey coat of a night cloud, with black mane and tail. His eyes were a lighter shade of blue than his sergeant’s, looking more akin to pale crystal in the moon’s gentle glow. His mane was unkempt and he looked out of breath. The young stallion skidded to a halt before Night Blade and threw him a salute before rushing off to join Night Dew in the ‘line up’.

Night Blade shook his head before going on with his list. "A few more seconds and you would have been on punishment duty," Blade cautioned dryly. Good colt, just needs a bit of kick in the right direction.

"Thank you sir, will be sure to remember that sir!" Shadow Guard panted back as he adjusted his armour.

“May be a clock cutie mark would help you better than that shield on your flank Shadow, maybe you’d be on time more often,” Blade added with a grin catching sight of the dark blue kite shield with its ring of stars adorning it.

"Great, gonna have to reshuffle again," Night Blade announced to the pair. “It seems that the ‘feather flu’ is making the rounds again.”

“But sir, Chain Mail’s a bat pony sir and Deft Hoof is a unicorn how can they have the….?” Night Dew asked in confusion before Night Blade held up a hoof.

“I am well aware of that Dew,” Blade didn’t have the heart to dampen Dew’s enthusiasm with the truth, the Night Guard were… Well the truth was that the Night Guard, despite Blade’s best efforts, were seen as more of a token force maintained for Luna’s sake.

In hindsight Blade shouldn’t be totally surprised, Canterlot was one of the safest places in Equestria. The city guard was well established and many thought a specific NIght Guard simply wasn’t needed. No wonder we’re struggling to find recruits, all the ‘normal’ ponies sign up for the Day Guard.

Blade’s mental train was derailed as a courier clattered into the barracks. Then there was Swift Star, The pale yellow pegasus matched Dew in enthusiasm, if not dedication. Her blue mane and tail were always wild, half hiding a thin face with a pair of mischievous grey eyes. Top this off with a cutie mark of a shooting star and a sense of humour that could only be described as ‘caustic’ and you pretty much had the Night Guard. Just the four of them tonight it seemed.

Star saluted with a grin before dropping a scroll with Luna's personal crest (a silvery crescent moon) into Night Blade's waiting hoof. With practised ease Night Blade broke the seal and read the message contained within.

Blade’s ears drooped, it was a request for personal escort duty to Ponyville. Night Blade stared at the telling empty spaces all around and heaved a resigned sigh. Looks like the Day Guard will be covering for us again.

“Okay fillies and colt, we’ve got our marching orders: Personal escort for her highness,” Night Blade explained trying his best to keep the disappointment from his voice.

Swift punched the air, “Nice! Beats pounding the cobbles anytime.” She at least had the decency to look apologetic as Night Blade cocked an eyebrow. “Well it’s true,” Swift added.

As much as Blade wanted to contradict her Swift did have a point, their normal duties weren’t all that glamorous: Patrolling the lamp-lit streets with with only the occasional tavern reject for company. He wanted to say that their duty was important, that the city was a safer place for their work but right now Blade had to fight the nagging feeling that their days as a serious force were over before they had begun.

Princess Luna almost galloped down the corridors of the castle, Twilight's letter had sounded so mysterious. A completely metal pony had turned up in Ponyville. That was odd enough, but it could apparently shapeshift as well! To top it all off Celestia had asked her to go in person to investigate the claims. She trusted Luna and that meant more than anything.

The slight smile, the little nod of approval, it all added up to one thing: Celestia wanted Luna's own opinion on the matter before they brought such an odd creature into the heart of Equestria.

Luna had studied Twilight’s letter, pouring over the neat writing as the unicorn explained that this unusual visitor meant no harm and just wanted to explain why it was here. It was seeking permission to complete its task in peace and then be on its way.

With this memory to keep her warm, Luna trotted along the corridors with a huge smile on her face. She’d planned everything: The meeting was to be at dusk, so that both she and Celestia could be present, the Element Bearers had of course been summoned and Luna had full faith that Sergeant Night Blade would be able to muster an impressive entourage to carry her to Ponyville in style.

Nothing was overlooked, Luna wanted to resolve the mystery of this 'Buzzbot’ creature before Princess Celestia left for ‘Saddle Arabia’ to meet with the equine royalty there. To be left in charge until Celestia returned was a great responsibility and Luna was determined not to let her down.

She reached the barracks, took a deep breath before ensuring she was presentable: Dark blue coat all neat and tidy, black and silver armour in place and mane flowing with magical power.

Confident that she cut an imposing, yet approachable figure, Luna pushed open the sturdy wooden door wearing her most friendly smile. She spread her wings dramatically and prepared to meet her faithful gathering of guards with… Luna knew she didn't know all the details but the blue alicorn was sure there should be more ponies on duty. The barracks were practically empty.

Luna felt a tightening of the throat and while fighting down a sudden sense unease she coughed before addressing her ponies, "Um Sergeant Night Blade, a word if I may?" Luna asked, forcing her voice to remain steady.

Night Blade turned upon hearing his mistress’s voice. All four soldiers present bowed in deference to the royal alicorn, Luna still trying to hide her confusion motioned with a hoof for Night Blade to arise and come to her side.

"Pray tell us where the rest of our soldiers are and where are our chariots that we may ride to Ponyville?" Luna asked and inwardly cursed as due to her uncertainty she fell back into old Equestrian.

Night Blade raised his head before addressing Luna, "Princess I was just in the process of arranging that myself. Forgive me, but we only got your message a few moments ago and I assure you we will have your chariots ready with all possible haste."

Luna nodded, letting the confident manner of Night Blade gently rub away the worry, of course Night Blade had everything in hoof, "Very well Sergeant, one will wait outside while thou organiseth thy troops."

Inwardly cringing at her further error, Luna nevertheless maintained her composure and with a flick of her tail she left the room with head held high. She caught the beginnings of Night Blade’s shouted orders as she closed the door and after making sure she was alone promptly face hoofed with frustration.

She had slipped into old Equestrian again. Her guards would never say so but, it was a bad habit. Luna began to knock her head on the wall as if to drill the idea of modern speech into it. Her words punctuated every movement, "Thou-must-talk-like-a-modern-pony!"

Realizing her continued mistake, Luna snorted in irritation and was about to hit harder when she noticed one of the palace attendants watching her with a wide eyed expression on his face.

"Um, your highness, sergeant Night Blade wanted me to inform you that your Chariots are ready," The servant’s name escaped Luna at this moment, but she smoothly replied as if she knew it well.

"Ah, thank you. It's good to see you again my faithful servant," After a long pause Luna smiled once more, as did the other pony. Both were transfixed and as the awkward moment stretched out and little beads of sweat began to trickle down the servant’s brow.

Luna finally broke the deadlock. "This um wall was in need of resilience testing my good pony. I was making sure it would stand up to such punishment," It sounded weak even to Luna, but it was better than the strained silence that had settled.

"Of course your highness," the stallion said in an awkward voice before bowing and shuffling away. Nice one Luna, now they think you're totally off your head. She re-entered the barracks, her regal demeanor in place once more, “Sergeant I am ready to embark….” The room was empty and Luna gave a little cry of frustration, of course the chariots would be outside.

Deflating for the second time, Luna quickly galloped through the empty barracks and practically burst through the door leading to the courtyard beyond. Much to her relief there finally were her chariots, guards and all, “Ehm, Sergeant now I am ready to embark!”

‘Buzzbot’ was a strange name for a pony, well Blade assumed it was a pony, but sporting a name like that you could never tell. He found himself wondering what he/she/it would have for a cutie mark? Night Blade rolled his eyes, he was getting curious in his old age and asking questions beyond his station. Just get the job done and let the boss worry about the other stuff. That work ethic had served Night Blade well for most of his life in the royal guard and he saw no reason to change his approach now.

It wasn’t long before Luna emerged from the barracks, looking around with a dismayed expression before finally seeing them. Blade finished securing Shadow before giving the night chariots the once over.

Sleek and decorated in gothic motifs, Luna’s personal transports were works of art in themselves and Night Blade always felt proud to be at the head of one of them. It was prestige of a kind, one that he felt had long faded in comparison to the Night Guard of old.

Though many, many years before his time, Blade couldn’t help but be stirred by the stories and tales of Luna’s loyal soldiers. That was before the whole ‘incident’ of course, before bat ponies even existed…..

His dark thoughts were displaced as, with a playful flourish, Luna called out her escorts, "Set forth at once my loyal knights, to Ponyville!"

Steeling himself Blade felt the enchantments set upon the chariots come to life and with a dramatic spreading of wings he led Shadow up and into the air. As they climbed higher he looked back to ensure Dew and Swift had fallen in behind before clearing the walls and savouring the last rays of sunlight warming his coat.

The was sky practically clear, the few clouds that did linger were far off in the distance and Blade settled into his stride. He could feel Shadow keeping pace, sharing the strain and with things going so well took a moment to glance back at his charge.

Luna was gazing up at the starry sky above, checking the constellations who were just starting to glimmer in the sun’s fading radiance. She closed her eyes and even as Blade watched Luna ignited her horn. What had begun as a few pinpoints of light soon multiplied into a whole assembly of constellations and Blade couldn’t help but be moved and humbled all at the same time.

Here he was, drawing the chariot of the very regent of the night. He was probably biased but Blade always thought Luna’s nightly displays always held something more than what Celestia had managed during Luna’s absence. There was a certain impression that the stars responded to Luna because they wanted to and watching her work Blade could easily believe it.

His happy mood froze as suddenly Luna’s eyes snapped open and she beamed as if a great revelation had struck her, "Shadow ‘Bard’, we wish for you to sing us a song that we may ride through the sky to music!"

Night Blade tensed, but no where near as dramatically as Shadow Guard who simply made a small choking sound. Blade knew the look his princess had, the one that would brook no argument. Still Blade had heard Shadow sing and risking the wrath of Luna might just be preferable, “With respect you highness, his name is Shadow Guard and…”

"Nonsense! With a title such as Shadow Bard thou must be a highly accomplished musician, no need to be modest my good 'knight'!" Luna's praise caused the ponies all around to squirm.

The last time Shadow had sung was still raw in Blade’s mind, memories of the small tavern swam into his mind’s eye along with the the terrible sound of….. But he wasn't going to disobey a direct order from his princess. With that in mind Blade gave a meaningful kick before doing his best to flatten his ears.

With sweat pouring off him, Shadow Guard broke into song and soon the passionate words of 'The Welcome Moon' sounded out. The procession continued its way over Canterlot and many ponies below feared that Luna was testing some new weapon of physiological warfare as it passed by. Blade saw the the quickly slammed doors and just managed to hear the banging of shutters from below.

Before Shadow could begin the second verse Luna commented slowly, "Dear Night Blade, please remind me to follow your advice more closely in the future.”

Shadow’s cheeks were now a burning red and he looked gratefully to Blade who nodded sagely. After that they flew on in a blessed silence leaving the walls of Canterlot behind them and soon the little town of Ponyville came into view.

"We are approaching Fluttershy’s cottage your highness!” Night Blade informed Luna.

"Ah dear sweet Fluttershy, one would be so glad to, er....I mean I’m happy it's her place we're going to see. I had lots of fun the last time we were there," Luna nodded to herself, remembering that first Nightmare Night back in Equestria.

The timid yellow pegasus had shown perfectly how most ponies still seemed to view Luna, her scared blue/green eyes and the way her pink mane obscured her face had cut Luna to the core. Now however...well by the time Luna left she’d taken a new found fondness for the little village.

She breathed in the cool air and felt her soul ease slightly. Savouring the moment Luna looked about the peaceful settings. Little fireflies danced while the various sounds of nocturnal animals drifted out to meet her and Luna let them sooth her anxious heart. Here was a place of peace, a place where everypony was welcome.

Luna realised that Blade had given a tiny cough and turning her attention back to the matter at hoof she beckoned for him to proceed. Despite the calming effects of the place Luna felt the excitement begin to bubble up again as she recalled the purpose of their visit.

This expectation continued to grow as Shadow Guard and Night Blade made their way up the winding path and proceeded to knock smartly on the quaint little door. Heart racing Luna pricked her ears, only hearing one half of the conversation on the doorstep: "Miss Fluttershy is it? We were told we could find the pony called ‘Buzzbot’ here?"

What followed was a tiny 'squeak' of fear and Luna recalled fondly how Fluttershy received unexpected guests. No doubt seeing two armoured bat ponies on your doorstep was enough to startle most ponies.

Luna did her best to keep a regal and impassive expression as the trembling Fluttershy shifted aside to reveal Twilight Sparkle. Twilight’s face was a picture of random worry, as Night Blade and Shadow entered.

As Luna waited she recalled all she knew of Twilight, such amazing potential all crammed into such a little purple unicorn. To think that such a little pony could have achived so many impressive feats, Twilight had helped save Luna from herself for one thing.

With all her status and power, Luna had been humbled by Twilight and her friends. With the Elements of Harmony they’d….

"Ah Miss Sparkle and dear Fluttershy it pleases us to see you again! It hath been too long!" Luna greeted the pair as they emerged accompanied by the main reason for her visit. Luna’s eyes went wide as she saw the mystery before her: A pony, but as Twilight had stated in her letter it was made entirely of metal. It had a ‘constructed’ appearance about it and Luna instantly felt her curiosity grow.

"This must be our visitor," The princess of the night announced in a more serious tone. "We see thou did not embellish on the details Miss Sparkle, a most strange creature." Luna winced internally, "I mean Buzz is really odd like you said Twilight, that's um really interesting?" Luna looked to her guards for reassurance and felt her embarrassment writhe as they nodded in support.

"I would like thou to ride with us Buzzbot, One has much to ask of thee...er, you," Luna’s felt a slight trickle of sweat form on her brow as once again she slipped into old Equestrian. Old habits died hard.

"Shut it Shadow. We're here to pull, not ask questions," Blade snorted and Shadow bit his lip.

"But what is 'it'? You can't tell me you're not just a little curious?" Shadow, despite himself, just couldn’t help but ask.

"Look Shadow, once you have been at this job as long as I have you will have seen and met all sorts of weird things,” Shadow pricked his ears, eager to hear of such as Night Blade continued, “I've had horses, wyverns and even more bizarre creatures behind me while pulling this chariot and do you know what the most important thing I’ve learnt is?"

Shadow had heard the speech before, "Something along the lines of: 'Don't ask questions above your pay grade and just pull the chariot'?" He was pleasantly surprised this time however.

"Nope," Night Blade grinned. Shadow was taken aback by this answer and the older soldier went on to explain, "You find that those riding in the back are much more likely to say something interesting if they don't think you’re listening.”

That advice rolled around Shadow’s head as they made the return journey to Ponyville. Having dropped off the Buzz creature along with the others, he and Night Blade were on the second trip to collect the final Element Bearers. To think he was getting a chance to ferry such famous ponies should have elated Shadow, but despite Blade’s advice he hadn’t heard anything of particular interest.

Buzz had been tight lipped, unwilling to share many details about its visit even with Luna and so Shadow felt a little cheated. All the while Night Blade just pulled the chariot with a satisfied expression. Shadow was starting to suspect Blade had told him to listen carefully just to make Shadow himself be quiet.

Now on their second trip Shadow hoped they would get something more out of their next distinguished guests. After several more long silent minutes Shadow could hold it back no longer, “Come on Sergeant, I didn’t catch anything of interest that last run. Can’t you tell me a little about the Element Bearers? Have you met them before, do they really have special powers?”

Blade blinked as if only seeing Shadow for the first time, "Hmmm? No I haven't Shadow, heard of em of course. There's ‘Rarity’ who's a real neat nut, ‘Rainbow Dash’, now that pony has got some skills but in my opinion lacks discipline. She spends almost as much time in bed as you Shadow."

Shadow shrunk a little but Blade continued regardless, or possibly because of Shadow’s discomfort , “Then there's ‘Applejack’, another fine worker but can be a bit stubborn at times. “ The sergeant paused as if at a loss, finally he gave his thoughts on the final Element Bearer to be collected, “Then there is ‘Pinkie Pie’, I’m not sure where to begin telling you about her. Don’t be surprised if things get a little strange when we see her.”

The ponies flew on in a thoughtful silence for a time, each lost in the rumours they had heard about the party pony and her bizarre powers. Before long though Swift Star called them back to the here and now, "Hey boss, where are we picking up the rest of em from?" Night Blade turned his head back and called his response.

"They should be waiting for us in the town square, though I doubt that Rainbow Dash will want a ride," Night Blade added.

“What and miss a chance to ride like royalty?” Swift called up from behind.

“You’ll see,” Night Blade said with a glint in his eye, “Five bits that says she’ll want to fly herself?”

“Done,” Swift agreed and Shadow though he caught sight Dew shaking her head.

“How about it miss Dew? Care to wager?” Blade asked and Shadow caught the glint in his eye.

“No Sir, I’ll let Swift throw her money away,” Dew replied without even pausing.

It was Swift’s turn to look flustered and Shadow didn’t blame her. If half of what he’d heard about Blade’s skills as a scout and investigator were true Swift would be a few coins lighter by the end of their journey.

"Awww come on, where are they? I could have flown there myself by now!" Applejack lifted her hat to see Rainbow Dash circling the town square. Her blue pegasus friend had been zipping back and forth, her eyes ever on the skyline.

"Rainbow, you should be honoured that they would send chariots to pick us up," Rarity said with a flick of her bluish-purple mane. The white unicorn positively sparkled and if Applejack knew her at all, had no doubt spent a good few hours sprucing herself up for the occasion. "You need to be on your best behaviour my dear for the royal guards or they may not let you come at all," Rarity cautioned again only for ‘Rainbow’ to roll her eyes.

"Plus fussin ain't gonna make em get here any faster sugar cube," Applejack added with a slight nod. She rolled her shoulders before settling against one of the supports to the town hall again. It had been a long day catching up with her chores on the farm. Taking a few days to go and search for Buzz in the Everfree Forest had left a lot of work unfinished and A.J had been determined to get things back on track only to be interrupted by the summons.

She was tired, irritable and more than a little put out about being called away again so soon. Not that she resented it, situations like this came with the territory of being the ‘Element of Honesty’. She had responsibilities, more so than ever now and it would have been nice for just a couple of days without some big emergancy adding to it. Even I need a break sometimes.

The sudden explosion of excited sounds from Rainbow drew Applejack back to her friends. The royal chariots were finally on the horizon and A.J felt a slight twist in her stomach. Applejack would never admit she didn’t like flying, it was just, well she’d miss having her hooves on solid ground that’s all.

With little fanfare the two chariots touched down with a clatter and Applejack chuckled softly as Rarity held her head high, no doubt loving the special attention. Rainbow had stopped her restless circling and was now peering at the assembled guards with undisguised expectation.

Finally after several moments the oldest looking guard saluted, "Ladies, your transport has arrived and we are ready to depart when you are." He then proceeded to introduce himself as Sergeant Night Blade along with his fellows.

Blade glanced about with a apprehensive frown, “I was led to understand we were collection four of you?”

Rarity batted her eyelashes, “Pinkie Pie has gone on ahead, but we are of course terribly grateful that you’ve come to collect us.” Rarity quickly mounted a chariot and began studying it with a practiced eye. Evidently it met with her approval and she settled down with a pleased air about her.

Applejack looked to Rainbow before proffering a hoof, “After you.” She was being polite, it had nothing to do with putting off flying of course it didn’t...

"Nah, you go ‘A.J’. I’d rather fly anyhow," Rainbow Dash informed the world..

“Now don’t be like that ‘R.D’, it’s a right honour ter ride in one of these, urh, things,” Applejack insisted.

Rainbow Dash grinned with sudden suspicion, “You’re scared A.J, admit it!”

“I ain’t,” Applejack countered, “I’m just er, not sure about the quality of the construction.”

Rainbow sniggered all the louder, “Yeah, yeah keep telling yourself that.”

Applejack gave one the wheels a final kick, "Fine by me, gives me more room anyhow without yer wings getting in me face all the time."

She sat glumly on the surprisingly plush cushions and fought down the rising disquiet in her stomach. Okay, maybe I’m a little uncomfortable riding in this. Sky chariots just weren’t like hot air balloons, they didn’t have the reassuring comfort of four barriers and they relied on gravity spells too….

The chariot accelerated and Applejack held onto the sides before taking a calming breath. They arose into the air and Applejack did her best to reassure herself. I’ve been in rougher straits than this. I’ve even walked on clouds for Celestia’s sake!

Feeling a little better Applejack was just about to apologize when she caught the muttered words of the guard ahead of her, "These are the bearers of the Elements of Harmony?"

Applejack felt her unease boil into anger, "Pardon?" It was a dangerously quiet ‘pardon’, but to Applejack’s dismay the bat pony didn’t seem to catch the hint.

"Well it's just that you're all portrayed as such good friends. Yet you can't seem to get along for one chariot ride. Hardly acting like the Elements of Harmony," He said in a matter of fact tone.

Applejack ground her teeth, even the older bat pony, the one with the greying mane seemed to catch on that his fellow was on thin ice. A.J didn’t have to take that kind of talk, not after all she’d been through to save Equestria with her friends.

"Now just hold on a tar darned minute, y'all saying we ain’t worthy ter be the Elements of Harmony mister?" Applejack hissed, trying to keep her fraying temper in line.

Ignoring the meaningful cough Blade gave him Shadow continued, "Well you're not acting like them; you want an example of honesty Miss Applejack? You're all behaving like spoiled fillies half your age."

"Hey! don't you be talking to A.J like that ya bat winged goof brain!" Rainbow, flying close, sensed the rising storm had come to Applejack's aid, "She’s saved the world plenty of times and is the most honest pony ever! You had better watch your mouth or I’ll buck it right off your face!"

Applejack felt the chariot lurch as Rainbow, far from helping matters took up position right in the path of the chariot and began berating the stallion in question. As Rainbow continued her tirade Applejack saw that the second chariot, carrying a worried looking Rarity had began to slow.

The other soldiers, no doubt noticing something amiss, had slowed their pace. Still in mid argument Shadow was too busy snarling his reply to Rainbow Dash to notice and slow down himself. Blade did however, pulling back with a whinny of concern and causing the chariot to pivot to the left on its axis. Applejack was thrown sideways and only just caught herself in time.

"Hey who taught ya ter fly yer pea brain? Didn't ya go ta flight school or summit?" The orange earth pony scolded.

"My flying is fine! It's not my fault you're too heavy and unbalancing the ride!" Shadow Guard bellowed at Applejack.

"I say, that is no way to speak to a lady you ruffian! I am going to have words with Luna about her choice of soldiers!" Rarity, now within earshot had joined in the action

Applejack felt the last of her fuse run it’s course and with mixture of anger, fear and indignation let Shadow have the full taste of ‘Bucky McGillicuddy’ and ‘Kicks McGee’. Her back hooves struck Shadow clean in the face. He wobbled for moment with a dreamy expression passed out.

The chariot, already unbalanced then proceeded tip further and Applejack remembered just why she hated flying so much. With a slow unstoppability she felt her hooves leave the floor as the chariot dipped forward and sent her tumbling over the rail.

Feeling incredibly stupid, Applejack managed a last, “Aww blazin turkey feathers!” before she fell towards the ground below.

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"One has never heard of such a thing! Thy underling hast brought much shame to the Night Guard. He should count himself lucky that we do not banish him for such an affront!" The angry shout of a pony in great distress leaked into Shadow’s world of darkness.

The pain was universal, but strongest in his face. Shadow knew he should recognize the voice, but his thoughts moved so very slowly. The sense of confusion only added to the ache he felt throbbing through his skull.

Shadow opened his eyes slowly before quickly closing them again. Through the hazy blur Shadow deduced he was in the castle barracks once more. How had he gotten here? The only memory he could recall was pulling a chariot and....... Shadow shot upright in panic but the onrush of further pain along with the greying of his vision caused him to sway.

Clutching his spinning head Shadow heard another angry voice, much closer this time, "Oh Mr 'loud mouth' is awake then?" Another mare and this one more mocking than angry, "You’ve really dumped yourself in the outhouse this time Shadow Guard."

Braving the shooting pains behind his eyes again Shadow forced himself to look the speaker in the face. Swift Star was sitting on a chair across the room from him, both sets of legs crossed over. She had a wicked grin on her face and was obviously savouring Shadow’s discomfort.

"You’ve got Luna so ticked off she was ready to send your sorry flank to the opposite side of Equestria,” She paused, clearly revelling in her colleague’s look of horror before her smile dimmed, “Sgt managed to talk her out of it, but still you’re in a world of trouble." There was a little glint in Swift Star's eye, the pegasus was enjoying this far too much in Shadow’s opinion.

"I heard you Swift, but what does that actually mean?" Shadow Guard's head troubled him too much for riddles and vague answers.

"It means you're off active duty, that you're gonna move your sorry flank and apologize to Miss Applejack. Not only that, you’ll then work off the debt you owe for a crashed chariot at her farm Sweet Apple Acres," Night Blade loomed over Shadow Guard like an avenging angel.

"But sir she bucked me full in the face!" Shadow countered before a another stab of pain shot through him.

"And you insulted three of Princess Luna's personal guests and friends. The worst part is you failed in your duty as a Night Guard. By your actions ponies could have been hurt or even killed," Night Blade pressed on.

As Shadow Guard looked to his sergeant with pleading eyes he saw Luna looming over his shoulder. Her eyes were so full of disappointment that Shadow’s protests died in his throat and he hung his head in shame. If she had been angry Shadow may still have made a fight of it, but that crippling sadness robbed him of his fire, "Please forgive me your highness I was out of order.” Shadow made to kneel but a wave of nausea welled up before he could even get halfway.

Swallowing hard Shadow fought to keep his last meal down, the nasty taste only adding to his misery. Winning the struggle for now, Shadow took more care in abasing himself, “What must I do to atone for my failure your Highness?”

When no answer was forthcoming Shadow snuck a glance upwards and instantly regretted it. Luna was still there, the frown marring her gentle features. Finally she spoke again, this time in a far more quiet voice, "As good sir Night Blade has already informed thee, thou shalt start by apologizing to fair Applejack. Then thou shalt work for Miss Applejack on her farm until she is satisfied that thy misdeeds are paid for.”

The princess drew a deep breath before continuing in her subdued manner, “Finally all but thy basic pay will go towards replacing the chariot that thou caused such destruction to." Luna wasn't even trying to talk like a modern pony and her sadness laced each word like poison in Shadow’s heart.

"Was everypony alright though?" It only now occurred to Shadow that he had been mid air when he’d passed out.

"Night Blade was able to get himself free in time to save you, Rainbow Dash caught Applejack so no, nopony was hurt, same can’t be said for the ride, it’s totalled." This helpful comment came from Night Dew who was smiling almost as widely as Swift Star. "You were the only pony hurt, but I reckon you earned that beating," She added with smirk.

Shadow just nodded, Luna’s disappointment was harder to bear than any physical pain. That puzzled Shadow: He should be angry, Applejack had assaulted him for Luna’s sake and yet here he was being blamed for the whole event! Yet as he looked into the fallen face of Luna all he felt was guilt.

Well I guess I’m kind of responsible; should have known better, should have acted professionally. As if reading his mind Luna nodded once before she moved slowly out of the room.

All too soon Shadow Guard was making his way towards the anteroom where Applejack and the others guests were waiting. Night Blade was at his side and by the dour looks he gave him, Shadow could see he wasn’t there for moral support.

The corridor they walked along suddenly seemed very short and before Shadow had fully arranged his thoughts they were at the far door. Sparing him one last angry look Night Blade opened the doors with a flourish before standing to attention.

Revealed were the seated figures of Rarity, Rainbow Dash and of course Applejack. What surprised Shadow when he mustered the courage to raise his bruised face was how uncomfortable Applejack looked. The orange earth pony was twisting her hat in her hooves and seemed to be dreading this meeting more than Shadow was.

Not quite sure how to react to this Shadow marched up with as much confidence as he could manage before saluting, "I am here to formally apologize to you all for my rude beh......"

"Wow A.J you really did give him an awesome shiner," Shadow leaned back as Rainbow studied him with a slightly awed expression.

"Thanks Rainbow," Applejack muttered through gritted teeth and Shadow yet again got the impression she was finding this whole event even more trying than he was. Caught off balance by this sudden turn Shadow Guard stumbled with his planned speech, the words coming out as jumbled nonsense.

Before he could regain the initiative Rarity added her two bits," While that may be true Rainbow, it's most unbecoming to rub it in Applejack's face. A lady doesn't kick a pony when they are down."

Shadow simply blinked as Rainbow Dash burst out laughing and his unease only grew as Applejack’s face darkened, "I er....." Shadow Guard tried once again before Applejack herself cut him off this time.

Her face softened and she even seemed to be blushing, "Listen sugar cube, we both did n said some things we both regret I’m sure. I reckon that I was just as responsible as ya’ll about that whole crash and what not."

"Thank you miss Applejack, but I assure you that it was I who was out of order first," Shadow Guard tried once more.

"Awww fingle feathers, let’s just say we were both in the wrong n move on right?" Applejack snapped and Shadow was too nervous to gainsay her further.

She’s apologising to me? Does that mean we’re square? Shadow was just beginning to think he’d dodged a bullet when the anger returned to Applejack’s, quite beautiful face.

"But don't be thinking that yer off the hook or nothin! Y'all still gonna have ter work off your half of that chariot yer hear me?" Applejack scolded, but Shadow didn’t really listen. Truth be told he was actually feeling a little light headed. "Once yer done we can both go our ways n be even stevens, yer got that?" Applejack finished in a gabble.

Shadow tired to focus, to think, but the way Applejack’s muzzle persed as she spoke, the glint her eyes. Shadow shook his head and instantly regretted it as his world swayed slightly. He looked to Applejack to ask her something but his thoughts just vanished as he focused on those lovely green eyes. Their emerald depths sparkled in the torchlight.

"Yes of course, he wouldn't have had it any other way Miss Applejack," Night Blade assured and Shadow felt a not so gentle kick that snapped him back into the hear and now.

Shadow realised he’d just been standing there with his mouth slightly open and a faraway look in his eyes. "But that does bring up the matter of lodgings, I understand you have some worker's quarters at the farm Miss Applejack?

Applejack turned away and Shadow felt his heart dance by the way her mane moved. "Well um yes and no Mr. Blade, right now they bein fixed up yer see, but I'm sure we'll think of summit," Applejack replied.

Shadow felt a tiny smile forming on his lips as he saw Applejack watching him with those wonderful eyes, "Are yer sure he's alright ter travel, he's looking a little bit um...." Applejack began and the sound danced through Shadow’s head.

"Shadow Guard will be just fine, won't you corporal?" Night Blade assured and Shadow felt another kick connect with his leg.

"Er yes, of course sir!" Shadow Guard saluted.

"Okay, if yer say so Mr. Blade," Applejack answered as little snickering sounds could be heard.

As Shadow focused on the others he saw that Rarity had a knowing smile half hidden behind a raised hoof while Rainbow kept giving meaningful glances between Shadow and Applejack.

Shadow Guard rubbed his, thankful he’d been wearing his helmet when Applejack had struck him. The severely dented metal was back with the rest of his uniform and Shadow felt slightly vulnerable without them.

He was off active duty however, that meant he had to leave their reassuring weight and special enchantments behind. So here he was in the blazing sunshine, sweating as he waited for the train to Ponyville.

Shadow had been allowed to keep his shades however, their comforting protection shielding his eyes from the light streaming down. Shadow was doubly grateful he had them; not just for the light, but it also covered his ‘impressive’ shiner, courtesy of ‘Kick's McGee’ as Applejack informed him.

With a slight groan Shadow looked about at the busy ponies all around and felt utterly out of place. Here he was, out during the day among all these brightly coloured crowds. It also rankled him that Dew and Swift were there to see him off.

Standing in her comfortable armour Night Dew was grinning almost as widely as Swift, both of them standing at ease while Shadow sweated.

“Look at you, poor foal all hot and bothered. Next time maybe you’ll follow orders and avoid all this trouble,” Dew chided and Shadow cut back a retort.

"I would tell you to keep out of trouble, but what would be the point?" Swift Star added as the train finally pulled up.

"Ha ha, thanks for the vote of confidence," Shadow Guard replied in a sarcastic voice. "Don't get comfy, I’ll be back before you know it." Shadow tried to grin but his swollen muzzle spoiled the effect.

"Right y'all ready ter go?" Applejack asked. The mares of the hour, the Element Bearers were finally arriving and to Shadow’s mild interest they had a stranger with them, a cream coloured unicorn filly with orange mane and tail who caught Shadow looking at her and treated him to a tiny wave.

Shadow returned it without much gusto, he had enough to worry about. They boarded the train, all chatting happily and Shadow moved to follow before Dew’s hoof barred his way, “Don’t we even get a goodbye?”

Shadow rolled his eyes before saluting half heartedly and clambering aboard the waiting train. Once aboard he followed the others glumly and did his best to find the darkest corner to curl up in. He was tired, sore and dearly missing his bed. Not counting his time unconscious Shadow had been awake for nearly twenty four hours stright now.

Before the train started, Shadow managed to tuck himself into a corner seat that was as far from the seven fillies as he could manage. They were all chatting excitedly about things Shadow simply couldn’t muster the effort to care about right now.

At last he laid down and tried his best to get comfy, he suspected it was going to be a difficult journey for him and as if to prove a the point he was rewarded by the piercing shriek of the train’s whistle just outside his window.

With another groan Shadow pressed his hooves into his throbbing ears and tried to block out the other passenger’s incessant chatter. The carriage lurched as the engine got underway and Shadow busied himself for the first few minutes vainly attempting to close the window, which of course was stuck.

Giving up on it as a lost cause Shadow settled down with his bag of personal items over his head. He was finally starting to drift off when a prod in the ribs informed him that the ticket officer needed to see his pass. Grumbling, Shadow produced his before turning and facing the wall and tried yet again to get some sleep.

Applejack watched Shadow struggle and not for the first time wondered what had possessed her to go along with this plan to have the bat pony work for her?

"Applejack, sometimes yer hooves do too much of the talking n get yer into fixes like this," She said quietly to herself before looking out the window. She was just in time to see Canterlot disappearing around the bend in the track and fell to pondering why she’d lost it on that chariot back there.

Applejack had certainly heard worse trash talk in her time, the things that Shadow had said about her and her friends weren’t all that hurtful. It had just been as if a haze had come down and caused her to strike out. Was she just weary? She’d not been overdoing it again so why?

"Hey come on A.J, you've been staring out that window for hours now." Rainbow Dash said impatiently and Applejack felt both Rainbow’s hooves turning her head around.

"It's only been five minutes," Applejack assured Rainbow, slightly muffled as Rainbow’s hooves were squishing her cheeks.

"Well it feels like hours, but anyway what you gonna have your new workhorse doing for you? Clearing out the pigs? Mucking out the outhouse?" Rainbow pressed.

"Well I ain't decided that yet," Applejack said shaking her head clear of Rainbow's grip. "Let’s be dealing with one thing at a time huh?"

"I'm just amazed you suggested that the ruffian comes to work for you at all Applejack," Rarity commented.

"Well I was kinda at fault too y'all, I really shouldn't have given him a taste of ma two hardest workers," Applejack admitted with a little sigh, "Need ter make things right that's all n I reckon that's the fastest way ter get it done."

"I could always throw him an 'I'm sorry party'?" Pinkie Pie suggested helpfully.

"Thank y'all kindly girls, but I reckon I got myself in this here mess and I should be the one ter sort it out," A.J said with a little shake of her head, "Plus y'all got ya hooves busy with that there young'un," She nodded at Stage Cloak who was smiling happily as she gazed out the window.

“Oh we know why you’re having him come and work for you Applejack,” Rarity smiled, she had a look in her sapphire eyes that Applejack didn’t like one bit.

“What in the hay does that mean?” Applejack narrowed her eyes as she saw the other girls had cryptic smiles on their faces too.

“Well you must have seen how he looked at you dear?” Rarity smiled all the wider.

Applejack felt the penny drop, “That ain’t got nothin ter do with it, besides he weren’t thinkin straight on account of the mighty big bump ter his head.”

“Forget I said anything,” Rarity replied innocently, “I am sure you know your own business better than I.”

Shadow Guard was in that peaceful zone between sleep and wakefulness when he was suddenly jolted unceremoniously back to the train. Only just catching himself, Shadow arrested his fall from the seat and looked out the window to see they had finally arrived at Ponyville.

The clatter of hooves mingled with the pounding in his head as Shadow was bustled with the flow of passengers. Finally free of the train, he looked out on the small town of Ponyville and missed Canterlot already. The streets were mere dirt trails, the houses rustic and the whole ambiance was ‘quaintness’. Shadow disliked it instantly.

As if to add to his troubles and get one last blow in the train’s whistle blew again right by his head before, with a rattle, the engine eased its way out of the station and left Shadow to his fate. Releasing a pained groan he clasped his hooves over his ears and tried in vain to stop the ringing that had set in.

He looked imploringly to Applejack who was busy giving her friends a farewell hug. Gathered together they were the picture of harmony, unity and more importantly to Shadow completely oblivious to his discomfort.

As his world spun around him, Shadow stumbled about while shaking his head and before he knew what he was doing had stumbled into a wall. Well he assumed it was a wall, it was big and red and had blocked his passage.

Looking again Shadow saw it was infact a large stallion, no not just large, huge and he was looking at Shadow with a mixture of confusion and annoyance. By his side was a small yellow filly with rose red mane and a pink bow who was giving Shadow a lopsided stare.

A tap on Shadow’s shoulder nearly caused him to jump out his skin and he whirled around to see the concerned face of Applejack. She raised an eyebrow and mouthed something, but it was lost among the bells ringing inside Shadow’s head.

Applejack tried again and this time Shadow could just make out the words ‘Big Mac’ and ‘Applebloom’.

The filly just looked at him in awe, her mouth was moving but all Shadow could hear was a slight tinkling sound. Shadow shook his head to try and clear it, only to see Applebloom’s expression morph into one of fear and she took a few steps back. Shadow’s heart quailed as Applejack went pale and Big Mac developed very dangerous look in his green eyes.

Starting to panic Shadow Guard waved his own fore legs in an attempt to stop whatever miss-understanding he had caused. Being bucked by Applejack had flattened him and Bigmac looked like he was about to finish the job. Frantically Shadow pointed to his ears and said, "Sorry I can't hear you very well!" Lots of ponies standing around all looked his way as he gesticulated in desperation.

"Could you say again little filly I didn't understand you?" Shadow began again and realized he was shouting. The bat pony gave a little cough before trying again. "I am very sorry, that train whistle was a bit loud for me, I couldn't hear you little one," Bigmac was the first to respond, his deep tone making Shadow’s voice sound like a scared filly in comparison.

"Her name is Applebloom and she said ‘we had heard that you bat ponies eat the dead or drink their blood’ and then she asked if that was all made up Mr Shadow Guard,” Shadow found his focus being drawn to Bigmac's hooves. They were massive and easily capable of completely obscuring Applebloom who was now hiding behind them.

Shadow smiled, which made the filly pull back rather than reassuring her, "No Applebloom we don't eat the dead and don't drink blood. We eat oats and hay just like other ponies," He tried to look the filly in the eyes to help her see he was being honest, but his gaze kept slipping back to the hooves of Bigmac. He could squash my head like a pumpkin with hooves like that. Not for the last time Shadow was glad of his eye guards as they hid his nervous glances.

With that first hurdle crossed Shadow Guard found out that Big Mac and Applebloom were Applejack's siblings. That would explain why the big guy wouldn't be happy Shadow had upset his sisters. They informed Shadow that their home was a little ways out of town but they’d need to hoof it.

Applebloom, after getting over the initial shock of Shadow’s odd behaviour, began to ask questions. Shadow made to reply, but as they trotted briskly through the peaceful streets his stomach finally gave up the fight and he was forced to turn away and used a convenient corner. Having brought up his last meal Shadow gave them an apologetic smile, ponies who looked at him with a mixture of pity and revulsion, “Sorry, I really don’t like train rides.”

Eager to be away from the surrounding crowds who were all staring at him Shadow motioned for the Apples to lead on before following with his head bowed.

The stares continued to follow him but to Shadows surprise Applejack chimed in, “Think nothin of it, we don’t get many of your kind here so folks are bound ter be curious.”

Shadow nodded and to prove the point Applebloom finally piped up," So is it true that Princess Luna takes normal pegasi and turns them into bat ponies with some of her magic?"

"No little ‘vun’, she doesn't. I was born a negasi. it didn't take any special magic to make me," In his nervous state Shadow Guard was on edge and found himself slipping into his home accent.

Having lived in Canterlot for a few years Shadow was mostly up to date with how other ponies spoke, but every so often he would fall back to his native accent. This was especially common when talking with foals which Shadow guessed was down to him wanting to use words he’d heard when he was little.

“Negasi live in mountain caves or deep forests. My home is near Smoky Mountain,” Shadow pointed to the looming peak in the distance.

“Yer lived in a cave? Weren’t yer cold and dark?” Applebloom pressed.

“That’s right. My colony has about two hundred ponies,” Shadow explained only for Applebloom to ask another question almost instantly.

“Colony? Is that what yer call yer herd?” Shadow looked to Applejack for help but she just grinned, looking straight ahead.

“Um yes, we do have some words that are different from Equestrian. For example my home’s name is pronounced ‘Vor-ron ord-ar.’”

“Whoie-what now?” Applebloom looked thoroughly lost.

“It means ‘Raven’s Rest’ in Equestrian,” Shadow explained.

“That sound’s pretty,” Applejack said with encouragement and Shadow began to warm to the role of teacher.

His mood brightened further as they made their way along with Applebloom reeling off an almost unending relentless tide of questions. It was nice to have somepony take an interest in his origins, back in Canterlot Shadow was used to being seen not heard.

They passed by blossoming trees and small homesteads as Applebloom continued her enquiries. Big Mac had mellowed somewhat as they progressed and even asked a few short questions of his own. Shadow even got a chance to ask about their farm and what kind of jobs he’d be expected to do around the place.

By the time they’d made their way to the Apple family home Shadow was feeling much better about his situation. Sure this place was far quieter than Canterlot and a lot more rural. Shadow nevertheless felt a greater freshness in the air and the slower pace of life had a certain appeal to it.

Applejack lead him past a white picket fence, towards the very picture of an Equestrian farm. Beyond the buildings Shadow could see acres of apple orchards surrounding house and nearby barn. Everywhere Shadow looked there was hoof carved wood and he could practically smell the sense of dynasty in the air.

Shadow could almost picture generations of Apples working this land from dawn till dusk. There were even a few chairs on the porch and a musical triangle hanging from the beam above its entrance. The whole effect was cheerful as well as rustic and Shadow conceded that there were far worse places to stay.

This gentle image was shattered as Shadow heard a trembling call from ahead, "Who's this a comin?" He saw it came from an ancient looking green mare in a rocking chair on the porch half hidden in the lengthening shadows, "Why it's the youn'uns but who’s this with em?" She leaned forward and focused her orange eyes on Shadow Guard before they went wide with shock, "Well darn tootin a dark pegasus! Ain't seen one of you fellers in a long time and that's some time I'll tell yer."

She narrowed her eyes before addressing the others, "What you all doin gettin mixed up with the likes of one of them? Y'all fancy yer blood being sucked out while yer sleep or summit?"

"He ain't like that, do ya really think the royal princesses would use em as guards if they did stuff like that?!" Applejack called back.

"Well I personally like ma blood in ma veins where it belongs. Y'all tell him ter get right on n keep on walkin!" Shadow felt his ears flatten as the old pony gave her verdict.

"But ‘Granny’, he's gonna stay with us while he works for Applejack," Applebloom countered.

"Princess Luna's orders," Shadow Guard said with a sinking feeling. This was what he’d been afraid of, the typical response most ponies gave bat ponies.

"Well if y'all say so..... but he stays in the barn yer hear me n we're lockin the doors tonight!" Granny said with a finality.

Applejack winced, “Shame on you ‘Granny Smith’, is this what passes for Apple hospitality?” She turned to Shadow with a pained look in her eyes, “Sorry bout this Shadow, Granny can be a bit well….”

Shadow chuckled sadly, “Not to worry, when my grandmare got an idea into her head nothing would shift her. The barn will be fine.” He looked over building in question and nodded with approval, “I wouldn’t have expected you to put me up in your own house anyway.”

“If yer sure?” Applejack asked doubtfully.

He looked to Granny and saw the determination in her expression, “I’m sure.”

Shadow made his steady way across the grass with only a parting call from Granny, "That’s right yer fiend! Yer just keep on walking!”

The angry shouts of Applejack and Applebloom split the air and Shadow counted himself well out of it. “We'll all sleep better tonight with the likes of him in the barn rather than the house mark ma words!" Granny Smith yelled back as with a final sigh Shadow entered the barn and looked for a suitable beam to sleep under.

They are more than just Trees

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Shadow Guard hung upside down, eyes shut and tried vainly to sleep, but the more he tried the further rest fled from him. Finally giving up he instead tried counting the knotholes in the wood all around but his eyes remained stubbornly alert. It was ridiculous! It was as if Shadow had passed through exhaustion and was now on the other side and no amount of effort seemed to ease his plight.

With a snort Shadow released his grip on the beam and landed, a little unsteadily, on the barn floor. Not for the last time he cursed the after effects of his injuries. Shadow’s balance was off, his ears still had a background ring in them and worst of all he had confused memories about the past few days.

Shadow snorted again for good measure before pacing back and forth in an effort to shake off his unease. When that didn’t work he instead tried exploring the barn proper. He spent several frustrating minutes failing to uncover anything of interest and came to a decision.

Crossing the room, Shadow climbed the ladder leading to the loft space above before pausing at the open window. He drew in a deep breath, letting the friendly odour of straw, cut wood and the grasses outside fill his lungs. These all mixed with the fragrance coming from the apple trees in a way that only made Shadow long to be out there. Taking a few more moments to breath deeply of the heady scents of the night Shadow finally felt himself relax, after that stuffy train ride this was bliss.

Spreading his wings Shadow took a quick skip, a jump and then flapped once as he cleared the window and soared out into the sky. His flight was a little unsteady, but he compensated and quickly powered himself upwards to gain height, as if trying to reach the stars above.

Shadow smiled as he changed his upward thrust into a lazy glide, taking in the whole of Sweet Apple Acres spreading out below him. The dusk here was so much more peaceful than Canterlot’s and with only the sounds of fellow night creatures drifting up to him he suddenly felt a longing creep up in his heart. This place wasn't a world away from the rises near Smoky Mountain and Shadow savoured the similarities.

The orchards were the dominant part of the farm as he had expected, but only now did he see how much space the farm covered. They tend to all this with just Big Mac, Applebloom and Applejack? No wonder the stallion was built like a barn.

Shadow Guard turned his view towards the farm buildings. They nestled in the sea of trees like a beating, life giving heart that provided for the rest of the land. This farm was what it was because of the ponies that tended it and Shadow was moved by the simple beauty of the place. As his flight took him past the house, he picked out lights in the windows that imitated the stars above. One by one they winked out and as Shadow listened attentively he reckoned he could just hear the Apple family moving around below.

He was about to soar further afield when Shadow spotted movement near the front of the house. To his surprise he saw Applejack making her way out of the front door and heading for the barn. She hadn't noticed him, progressing at a leisurely trot and Shadow felt the jumbled mess of his thoughts return with a vengeance.

Suddenly unsteady, Shadow quickly angled his flight back towards the barn and was just able to make a clumsy dive back through the window in time for Applejack to knock smartly on the door below. Cracking his neck, Shadow made his way over and, not sure as to why, checked his mane was straight before pulling the door open.

He smiled when the pensive face of Applejack was revealed, this time feeling his heart do a little flip in his chest. Must be the bang on the head.

"Um Howdy, I wanted to come n make sure there was nothin yer needed n ter apologize fer Granny. She can be a might bit stubborn when she takes a mind to it," Applejack explained before reaching her head into the saddlebags she was wearing. "I brought you some dinner, it ain't much but it's some of the best cooking you'll find this side of Ponyville," She declared with a little flourish.

Shadow suddenly realised just how hungry he was. With a grin he cautiously tasted before quickly wolfing down a fritter in short order. With unseemly haste Shadow was half way through the second when he saw Applejack watching him with a disapproving expression.

"Thurmrph," Shadow said before he took time to swallow, "Ehm I mean thanks." despite the stern look Applejack had a slight smile as well.

“Well it’s good see yer enjoyed it anyhow,” Applejack’s smile only widened as Shadow, with much more care this time, began on the pie next. "So you're gonna be okay in the barn then? I mean I could try n have another word with Granny?" Applejack pressed but Shadow waved a hoof.

"Honestly it’s fine Miss Applejack I’ve imposed too much already and I don't want to get Granny Smith any more riled than she already is."

"Just don't feel right makin yer stay out here that's all, even if yer are an ill mannered loud mouth," Applejack insisted, he should have been listening but all Shadow could do was stare into her eyes, the way the moonlight danced across them was enchanting.

Without realising he was doing so, Shadow let his eyes wander over Applejack's athletic frame, the strength in her limbs, the way her mane fell across her shoulders…. Applejack had cocked an eyebrow and Shadow quickly coughed as he felt his cheeks burn. He hoped in the dimming light that Applejack didn't notice his colour change and In a voice slightly higher in pitch Shadow bid her a good night with a bow.

"We're up at dawn, the rooster will give yer the wakeup call n once we’ve had breakfast Big Mac can show yer what you'll be doin around the place," Applejack said with an unreadable expression and Shadow half feared she might spin around and buck him again.

When she did finally turn about he flinched, but Applejack was merely turning to return home and left Shadow feeling very foolish as he closed the door again. Returning to his perch, he mulled the conversation over in his mind. He could blame the bang on the head for a lot of things, but his thoughts only got scrambled when he saw Applejack once more.

Shadow bit into an apple with relish and continued to review his situation. He finally had time to think and his recent impressions were a slightly alarming. Sure Applejack was a nice looking pony, but to think she was beautiful after all she’d put him through? It couldn’t all be down to the bump on his head? I...I think I may have a crush on her.

The thought was so unexpected that Shadow nearly lost the grip on the beam above. It was hard to believe, his first introduction to Applejack had lead to a possible concussion and….yet the more Shadow thought about it the more he became convinced he had the truth of it. I really do like her!

Where does that leave me now? Surely Applejack had no interest in him...then again she hadn’t objected to his admiring glances. Maybe she didn’t notice? She must have done. Shadow allowed the tingly feeling insides continue, actually entertaining the idea that his stay here might not be all that bad after all.

The piercing cry of the rooster started Shadow’s next morning, announcing the new day right next to his head and causing him to shake violently awake before losing his grip on the beam above. Landing on his much abused head, Shadow glared up to curse the bird and instead got a face full of the first rays of Celestia's sun.

He screwed his eyes shut before fumbling around in the straw, trying to find his shades, which of course had fallen off in his tumble to the ground. Muttering about roosters and what he would do if he managed to lay a hoof on one Shadow finally found his eye guards. After blinking a few times he gazed blearily about and saw the rooster had wisely fled.

Sighing, Shadow Guard shook off the hay clinging to his coat and attempted to straighten his mane. He did a quick once over to make sure nothing had been seriously hurt in the fall before making his way out into the dawn.

It seemed that Granny still didn’t hold with him coming in the house and so Shadow found a simple oats and water breakfast on the doorstep. The bowl had an attached note 'For the bat pony' written on it and sighing again Shadow began to tuck in. To his amazement found even this simple meal tasted better than he expected.

Big Mac came out the front door just as Shadow was licking the bowl clean, "Um morning Mr Big Mac, up and ready for duty." Shadow saluted out of habit, being a soldier takes a lot of drumming into you and even more work to lose these habits once they stick.

Big Mac watched him with a slight frown before adding a simple, "Eyup.”

Shadow waited for more, but Big Mac just continued to stare at him in silence. Shadow quickly dropped his salute and Big Mac gave a little chuckle before tilting his head for Shadow to follow. Falling in step beside him, Shadow was quickly shown various pieces of farm equipment set out in a nearby field, “So I’ll be using these then?”

“Eyup”, was all he got in return. Shadow pointed to a plough that looked about the right size for him only for Big Mac to respond with a shake of his head and a definite, “Nope.”

To Shadow’s horror Big Mac hefted a far larger plough a little further on and advanced upon him with a stern look in his eyes. Shadow fidgeted but bit his lip as he saw Big Mac’s expression become even more dour. With only a slight tremble Shadow allowed Big Mac to hitch him up, methodically tightening the straps with not so gentle jerks that threatened to topple Shadow.

His task done, Big Mac stepped back before nodding with a satisfied grin. Shadow pulled experimentally and felt the heavy blade the move tiniest fraction, it was like trying to pull a boulder. He glanced back at Big Mac who was even now hitching himself to his own plough, one far bigger than Shadows.

“You sure I can’t use a smaller one?” Shadow pleaded only for Big Mac to shake his head again.

Shadow tried again, straining his back and pouring at the ground. The heavy plough began to move ever so slowly through the soil and Shadow grinned. He was about to congratulate himself when, looking back to his opposite, Shadow saw that Big Mac was already a quarter of the way down the field with a smug grin on his muzzle.

“Right,” Shadow muttered before pulling with all his might. Sweat began to trickle down his muzzle. Shadow tugged, hauled and buffeted his wings in an effort to move but to his dismay he only got a few feet down his own furrow by the time Big Mac had finished his first.

Still panting Shadow finally reached the halfway point when Big Mac passed him in the opposite direction, already well into his second run. Shadow braced himself for another condescending glance or comment, but was pleasantly surprised to instead receive a nod of encouragement from Big Mac.

Shadow was pouring with sweat and his legs were trembling when he finally reached the end of his own line. Gasping he hauled his tool about to begin the next furrow before seeing Big Mac drawing near again with sympathetic look, "Yer take the strain on yer shoulders, not yer back.”

“Thanks,” Shadow gasped. He felt like weakling foal compared to Big Mac and more than a little embarrassed. He was a soldier for Luna’s sake, no stranger to manual labour. He was used to pulling chariots and wearing heavy armour, but here and now Shadow was giving an embarrassingly poor show of stamina.

The heat of the sun above was sapping his strength, his dark coat drank in the heat and caused him to sweat profusely. Nor was a plough like a chariot, similar but just different enough to be perplexing. Still Shadow wasn’t going to let a hunk of metal and a bit of rough dirt beat him.

He was drenched by the time he finished his second length while Big Mac was comfortably into his fourth, yet Shadow wasn’t going to give up and by the time he was halfway along his third furrow Shadow thought he caught an actual nod of approval from Big Mac.

After what felt like an eternity the first field was done and Shadow almost collapsed into the waiting hooves of Big Mac. Looking back over his efforts Shadow saw that he’d only done about a third the amount of the work, Big Mac having quickly overtaken him and done the lion’s share.

It was a similar story for the second field and by the third Shadow was near collapse. Only the timely arrival of a lunch break saved him. Applejack had brought them up some simple oats and a few more apples. Though Shadow Guard noticed that his oats were far ‘simpler’ than Big Mac’s, tellingly absent of honey and fruit.

With the morning jobs completed it was on to the apple bucking and Shadow was paired up with A.J for this bit of work. She did a few runs to show Shadow the technique before letting him have a go. Confident he gave his assigned tree a good kick but to his disappointment only a few apples fell out before Applejack gave a short laugh.

"It's more than just force yer know, yer gotta know where to hit the tree n how," Applejack explained as she bucked the next tree and a whole bushel came down into the prepared buckets before she nodded to herself in satisfaction, "If yer just put all yer 'whack' into it you just end up with sore hooves n a dented tree, yer gotta treat em right n they will treat yer right, right on back." Applejack explained while Shadow nursed his rear hooves.

"Guess it's just an earth pony talent that us winged ponies don't have," Shadow commented.

"Well we’re all farm folk n been doin this fer years, in the family n all that. You bat ponies must get yer food from somewhere right? Don't you have farms n such like?" Applejack asked with genuine interest.

"Well most of our food is scavenged from the local wilds,” Shadow replied. We have foraging groups that go out, as not much grows in our cave systems. There are a few mushroom and root farms," Shadow admitted, "But they are mainly for the hard times when food is scarce; usually we trade scavenged things for what we need, day pony food has a much better flavour to it for one thing.”

"Y’all eat mushrooms?" Applejack asked in surprise, her eyebrows raised. "No wonder y'all so jumpy!" This just earned a scowl from Shadow.

"Not those kind of mushrooms!" He retorted, "Your common cave mould just tastes like dirt and it will keep you going but isn’t good for much else. Roots aren’t much better, but as I pointed out they are only for the hard times."

"Not ter be unkind sugar cube, but then what role do y’all play in Equestria then?" Applejack asked with a thoughtful look.

"What do you mean?" Shadow Guard was taken aback by this question.

"Well the earth ponies till the ground, unicorns use their magic for the sun n what not. The pegasi do all the moving of the clouds n weather, which ain’t summit I ain’t ever seen you negasi do. I was just wonderin what yer roll is?" Applejack said and Shadow furrowed his brow, having never thought of it like that before.

It bugged Shadow that he didn't have an answer to this question. Applejack wasn't being unkind or mocking but when it came down to it what did the negasi do apart from live, eat food and make more bat ponies?

"Well we are Luna's guards and help out in the night watches," Shadow Guard said quietly.

Applejack kept her eyebrows raised, "I ain't heard of any kinda pony bein there just ter be guards? We ain't had no wars or nothin n I can't imagine there bein too much trouble in Canterlot from what I’ve seen."

Shadow Guard grinned at this. Canterlot had its own kind of trouble and he took a small satisfaction they were doing their jobs well enough to give this impression, but that didn't change the fact that he couldn't answer her question. What ideas he did have didn't seem to cover the whole role of negasi in Equestria. He had been contented and settled in his life as a Night Guard and then A.J went and asked a question like that. It was one he would keep returning to, but for now there were more apples to buck.

By the end of the day Shadow Guard was in huge need of a bath. It had been hard work, Shadow had been expecting that, but it was just the amount that needed to be done in the heat of the sun. Shadow was certain he would sleep soundly tonight, no problem.

Applejack led Shadow back towards the farm buildings and to his surprise she took a different route from the one to the orchards. Following the well tended path Shadow was lead from the masses of trees and fields before heading past a small but steep hill overlooking the rest of the farm. A single oak tree crowned its summit and even to Shadow’s unpractised eye it didn't look healthy. Most of its branches were barren and those that did have leaves looked drained and weak.

On a farm where so much was alive and thriving under the skilled hooves of the Apple family, this sickly tree looked terribly out of place. A sour note in the music of life and as they came around the hill Shadow Guard saw there was a small pair of stones at the tree's base: Grave Stones.

He looked to Applejack for an explanation but paused when he caught the sad look in her eyes. Applejack was looking up at the hill and Shadow could have sworn he saw tears pricking her eyes. He vainly sought for something say or do and on impulse checked that Big Mac wasn’t nearby, the last thing Shadow Guard needed was for the huge pony to think he had upset his sister again.

"Sometimes I just like to say hi to Ma and Pa on the way home," Applejack finally explained, "I were only a little filly when they went but knew em well enough to love em all the same.” She had a little hitch in her voice and Shadow desperately tired to think what was expected of him? Should he try to comfort Applejack or just let her be?

Applejack said they died a while ago and yet she was still crying about it now? That thought sounded a little harsh even to Shadow Guard and he chided himself for even thinking it. He had lost family too but didn't get all teary every time he thought of it. Then Applejack solved at least one part of the mystery for him.

"I miss em n all but that ain’t the problem: It's the tree. Just look at it. We’ve all tried everything we can think of,” Applejack gave a despondent sigh, “Been fine fer years then suddenly last winter it just didn’t pick back up again. It just ain’t thriving, we know it ain't sick, there ain't no nasty bugs or creepy crawlies eatin it; It just ain't livin well anymore."

Shadow nodded, for a tree to start failing for no known reason was a sore enough point for a proud farm pony, but this tree was clearly special to Applejack. Without even thinking about it, Shadow put forth a hoof to comfort her even as his mind whirred. When he finally realised what he’d done Shadow made to pull his hoof away, but to his secret delight Applejack made no effort to shake it off.

"It should have years n years well beyond me left in it too, so we're all like cats stuck in a rattlin box: A lot of fretting but no clear idea of how to solve the problem. I would give up a good part of this year’s harvest if summit could be done."

With a brave sniffle Applejack turned to Shadow before giving his hoof a perplexed look. He quickly withdrew it and rubbed the back of his head, all the while looking up at the barren branches.

”Anyhow we best be gettin on, Applebloom should be done at school and we need to swing by and walk her home,” Applejack announced with finality.

Shadow Guard nodded absentmindedly, all his thoughts turned to curing the tree. He told himself it was purely the need to solve a mystery, that Applejack was stumped by the tree’s illness only added to Shadow’s curiosity, but deep down he suspected it was mostly to make her smile again.

Shadow’s heart sank as he heard the telling heavy hoofsteps from behind and turned to see an angry Big Mac had joined them. He saw Big Mac glance between the tearstained Applejack and himself, but mercifully he seemed to reach the right conclusion this time around.

Spirits rising again, Shadow allowed himself to be led away and used the journey to the school as a chance to ponder the tree problem. Couldn’t be weather, and it’s not something the Apples were failing to do. It was something unseen, maybe…. Shadow felt the first glimmer of an idea forming and with enthusiasm began to plan how to confirm his suspicions.

"We were learning all about how all ponies work together to make Equestria run proper," Applebloom explained as Shadow, Big Mac and Applejack trotted at a leisurely pace. Applebloom had been practically bouncing with excitement when they’d picked her up and was even now overflowing with the effort of explaining what she’d learn’t that day, "Each pony has its own kinda magic, that way we’re ‘sin-a-jistic’.”

Applejack gave Big Mac a knowing wink, "Well ain't that summit, I never would have guessed that runnin the farm n helping stuff grow was all down to magic. I reckoned it was hard work."

"Well yeah, that too but Cheerilee said that we earth ponies are more ‘connected’ to the ground than other ponies and that's how our magic shows," Applebloom clarified. Her smile faded and her muzzle scrunched up as she looked at Shadow. He could almost see the question forming before Applebloom asked it, "Hey Cheerilee didn't say nothin about you bat ponies, what kinda magic do you have? Don't you move the clouds and such like pegasi?"

Yet again, Shadow found he was unable to fully answer that question, but he tried anyway, "Well we can cling to things where other ponies can't."

"Nah that's easy, I hold on to stuff all the time," Applebloom stated matter of factly, "That ain’t special magic, that's just bein a pony."

"Not like I can," Shadow said with a little smile. At this he swept out his wings and flew to the nearest tree. Inverting himself he clamped his rear hooves onto the branch and hung there upside down looking at the three earth ponies with folded hooves and a triumphant smile.

Applebloom let out an awed gasp, but this faded almost as quickly as it came,"Well that’s real ‘shiny’ n all, but what use is that Mr? Seems like to me all yer doing is making the tree work harder."

"Hush Applebloom that ain't polite," Applejack said with an apologetic smile.

Shadow had been so sure he was going to impress the little filly that her comments caused his smile to turn into a frown of his own. The unique traits of his people didn't seem to have any other effect than to help themselves. In a land where everypony prided themselves on working together, bat ponies just didn’t seem to fit. Shadow’s earlier conversation with Applejack drifted back and it doubly irked him that the negasi didn't seem to have a specific role in Equestria unlike every otherpony about.

"It’s fine Miss Applejack, she does have a point...." Shadow Guard trailed off as he let his rear hooves detach from the branch and with a twist of his wings flipped right way up and landed on the ground.

"Enough with the ‘Miss’ stuff, yer worked yer hooves raw today and I think you’ve earned the right to drop the ‘Miss’. Plus that’s nonsense, the bat ponies make really good guards for princess Luna don't they sugar cube. They help keep the night safe for all us day ponies," Applejack announced but Applebloom didn't seem fully convinced and to be honest, neither was Shadow.

After dinner, (still eaten outside, Shadow hadn’t seen Granny Smith since their first introduction) Shadow Guard had a generous wash in the river that ran near Sweet Apple Acres. He rubbed out the accumulated dust and grime that seemed to have worked its way among every hair in his coat and mane.

“‘Haven’t got any proper, useful magic huh?” Shadow asked himself as he scrubbed all the harder. Well he would show Applebloom that negasi could be of use. He was gonna solve that tree problem.

With a final splash Shadow clambered out of the river and shook himself down. Flapping his wings in a spray of water, he cricked his neck, rolled his shoulders and then turned to face his new nemesis in the distance.

Launching upwards, Shadow circled a few times around the wilting oak making sure there was nothing that could only be spotted from the air that would lead to its condition. There were no telltale signs of spreading illness in the ground around it, no signs of damage on the surface which convinced Shadow all the more that his suspicions were right.

He circled once more before touching down by the two grave markers. The simple headstones were immaculate, the grass clipped and well tended around them. Clearly their presence hadn’t caused the trouble. Shadow bowed his head respectfully before turning his attention back to the oak tree. A brief trot around its circumference didn’t show any obvious marks or damage to its trunk.

Lowering his head Shadow smelt the ground round about, but found nothing out of place, the natural smells of the earth didn’t hold any clues. After his third fruitless lap of the stricken tree Shadow was all the more certain that he was right.

With all other obvious trouble ruled out, Shadow carefully pressed his ear against the trunk and heard it. Shadow pricked his ears and listened, the sound was subtle but it was there: Filtering up through the roots were the sounds of claws on gravel, after a moment he caught the faintest sound of heavy but muffled breath.

Shadow nodded before quickly placing his ear to the ground. Yes! There it was, the telltale sounds of movement under the ground. Straining his ears Shadow could also just make the sounds of gruff voices through the earth beneath him. A wicked grin grew on Shadow’s muzzle, he’d found the source of the oak tree’s troubles.

The rooting out of the Problem

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Shadow Guard was certain he’d found what was troubling the great oak tree, but what do now? If his suspicions proved correct then he was going to need help from the rest of the Apple family and they may not like the idea of disturbing the roots and maybe even the graves…. But if they did nothing then the tree was bound to get worse. His mind made up Shadow launched himself back into the air and headed for the main house.

After a short flight he dropped out of the sky and cantered the last few steps up to the front porch. The light’s were still on, so hopefully somepony was still awake. Taking a steadying breath Shadow knocked on the door and after a few seconds Granny Smith's head poked out from an upper window.

"I told ya yer black menace yer ain’t coming in! We want our necks un-bitten by the likes of you yer blood sucker!" Shadow ground his teeth, Oh it had to be Granny Smith.

"Mrs Smith could you please just get Miss Applejack, I need to talk to her about something important," Shadow Guard tried only to be shot down instantly.

"No way, no how, I ain't having her lured off with some fancy tale in the middle of the night only for us ter find her sucked dry tomorrow. Now off with yer!" Granny yelled back.

The window next to granny’s was thrown open and the bemused voice of Applejack joined in, "What's going on granny?"

"Nothin young'un, just shooin off a pest that's all," Granny's bellowed back and Shadow could only watch as the two began to argue.

"'Granny' that's enough!" Applejack finally slammed the shutters closed and Shadow waited as the sounds of a scuffle were briefly heard. A few cries later Applejack opened the door and confronted Shadow. Her mane was loose, flowing in the gently breeze and for a moment he completely forgot why he was even there.

"Now what’s this yer want Mr Shadow. We’re just goin ter bed," Applejack asked in a far more normal tone.

Shadow Guard stood there for a few moments with a faraway look in his eyes. The important news was floating just out of reach at the back of his mind, eclipsed completely by the pony before him. Shaking his head Shadow tried to focus on the task at hoof.

"I have found the problem with your beauty and the trees are such a sight that they need help," Shadow jabbered out before his mind realized what his mouth had just said.

Applejack just stared at Shadow with a look of utter incomprehension in her eyes, “Oh nelly, I must have bucked yer harder than I thought, now just take it slow n try that again okay?”

Shadow tried a second time but met with similar results, "I...I no, I didn't mean to say you're beautiful that's not what I mean at all."

Applejack's expression turned from annoyance to downright anger, "Look Mr Shadow, it's been a right hard day n we're all mighty tired, so unless its summit mighty important I reckon yer should head on back ter the barn n sleep it off ya hear." Applejack watched as Shadow realized what he had just blurted out and turned a bright shade of red in the face.

Shadow snorted at the sky, "No, no you’ve got it wrong Miss Applejack, please let me explain. It's about the oak tree".

Applejack snorted, but the urgent tone in Shadow’s voice seemed to be getting through and she eventually cocked an eyebrow and looked at Shadow with renewed interest, "Make it quick Shadow, before I change ma mind."

"I know what's wrong with your oak tree Miss Applejack, but I need your help to sort it," Shadow Guard eventually managed to speak coherently, "I think you may have a bad case of undermining."

Applejack’s face moved from one of interest to intense focus, "Come again? What's that about the oak tree?"

"Something is digging into the roots of your tree, I heard them moving about below and I’m sure it’s the cause of your troubles," Shadow clarified only for Applejack to look sceptical again.

"There ain't neither holes nor pits near bye, plus why would summit be diggin in the roots of ma oak tree?" Applejack asked., “Plus we ain’t heard nothin ter suggest….”

Shadow shook his head, “Please just trust me, it’s a problem we had back in the mountains.”

“You’d better be mighty sure before we start poking around there Shadow,” Applejack had a dangerous tone now.

"Just get a spade or something and dig down I promise we’ll find what’s hurting your tree," Shadow insisted and to his immense relief Applejack finally nodded.

Applejack followed Shadow and Big Mac back to the memorial tree. She held a lantern in her mouth while Big Mac carried several digging tools. The ailing oak tree loomed out of the darkness as they approached, looking just as sickly as before. Applejack didn’t dare hope that they’d finally found out what was wrong, but Shadow seemed sincere and didn’t really have much reason to lead them astray. Then again, she wasn’t sure that his brains weren’t rattled and misfiring either.

As they came close Applejack felt her heart pounding. Shadow walked up to the tree before pressing his ear against it. After a few tense moments he nodded to himself before walking about, stopping to periodically press his ear to the ground this time and all the while Applejack waited with baited breath.

"Here, this is closest to the surface. Bring that spade over, but be careful the ground could give way once you get deep enough," Shadow Guard ordered and Applejack felt her nerves twanging, at least he hadn’t pointed to the graves. Applejack didn’t think she could have coped if they’d had to move them.

Big Mac, ever faithful looked to her and she nodded with approval. The tension continued to mount as the shovel began moving the dirt, every strike making Applejack’s heart thump all the harder. After several minutes of digging Shadow held up a hoof, “The sound’s changed, I think you’re nearly through.”

Shadow then took his turn with the spade, “No offence Big Mac, but I’m a little lighter than you plus if it does give way I have these,” he spread his wings to prove the point. The ground under shadow trembled slightly and Applejack saw the loose soil begin to tumble away between the now exposed roots.

Shadow grinned up at them in triumph before he hunkered down and began to widen the small hole with his hooves. Applejack gasped as he revealed a roughly hewn tunnel leading right towards the tree. Even by the limited light of the lantern she could make out the badly mauled roots lining the tunnel and felt the anger bubbling up inside; diamond dogs.

“What in the hay would they be wanting with our tree?” Applejack hissed and Shadow motioned for her to bring the lantern closer.

“See for yourself,” He said cryptically and so Applejack thrust her head down and looking about started in surprise.

The rough dirt gave way to carved, stone and further along she caught the glitter of riches: It was a tomb. Applejack pulled herself back and gave Big Mac and Shadow a look of astonishment, “Well I’ll be, I knew pony folk had been here before us, but I never would have reckoned on that.”

“This must have been the last resting place of a very important pony from the past,” Shadow surmised, “The oak tree must have cracked the seal with it’s roots, then the diamond dogs found a way in.”

Shadow poked his head back into the hole and Applejack was forced to wait several anxious moments before he spoke again, “I think there’s about six of them further up the tunnel, they’re so busy digging I don’t think they know we’re here.”

"They're trespassin n killing our tree to boot," Applejack fumed, one look at Big Mac told her that he was just as eager to do some bucking right about now.

"Well I reckon we can take em, my legs ain't that worn from today's work that they can't deal with a few mangy doggies," Applejack announced and Big Mac agreed as he flexed his massive shoulders.

She deflated only a little as Shadow shook his head, “If you fight them others will just come back later. You can’t keep guarding this place forever.”

Applejack poured at the ground, “Well we’ll buck them too.”

“I have a better idea, one that will keep them away for good,” Shadow said and his lips parted to reveal his sharp teeth, “How are you with rope Miss Applejack?”

Garg was in charge of this pack and he was the Big Dog. His dark brown and black coat was healthy and clean, clearly indicating his status among his fellows. The alpha dog had heard warnings from other packs that the village of Ponyville should be avoided, that it’s inhabitants were cunning and strong. The last group that tried to mess with them had lost practically their whole hoard from what he’d heard. The stories were told far and wide of their powers of trickery but mostly the terrible sounds they could make.

Garg didn’t care about all that, because he had his plan. The diamond dogs didn't need to go anywhere near the village, they would dig under it. Garg was convinced there were rich pickings around pony lands just waiting for an enterprising mutt to claim them.

When his scouts returned with news of the dead pony tomb Garg’s schemes had been vindicated. He, along with his pack mates drooled at the thought of the wealth that would soon be theirs. His underlings had been only too eager to begin excavating the crypt and tore into the roots blocking their access with wild abandon.

Garg’s teeth shone in the torchlight, showing an impressive amount of jewellery which almost matched the gleam in his greedy eyes. They had hit the find of a lifetime here he was sure of it. True it was a little close to the surface, but the rewards far outweighed the risk in his mind.

The dog’s head filled with images of prestige and glory, maybe there was enough in this one haul to buy his way into the royal packs? Yes, the status of his dogs was going up in the world and Garg rubbed his paws as he played out the visions grandeur in his head.

Suddenly a strong rush of wind snuffed out the lights, plunging the dogs into darkness and the cave quickly filled with the sounds of whimpering. Quickly restoring order with some well placed cuffs about the head, Garg asserted his dominance.

He was more annoyed than worried. Strange gusts of wind weren’t unheard of in tunnel networks, probably cave in some way back, bound to happen this close to the surface. His pack could work in the dark; it would just take longer to find their glittering prizes.

Now he had their attention, Garg barked out his orders and was about to resume his fantasizing when he caught sight of a lone pony figure standing further back towards the entrance. Garg narrowed his eyes, suspecting that a local pegasus had stumbled upon their digging, well he’d show them a…. Then he saw the glowing eyes watching from the darkness and the pony’s the wings were of a very different nature.

The black silhouette just stood there, wings spread out menacingly and all the time those glowing eyes bored into Garg’s. They seemed to be looking right through him. As he tore his gaze away Garg noticed small pinpricks of light were dancing around the pony and he felt a sudden chill in the air.

In a deep booming voice that seemed to make the tunnel shake this new phantom called out in voice like thunder, "Pitiful whelps thou hast broken the seal of this tomb! Thou grave robbers shall be punished for this violation!"

This resounding announcement was accompanied by a rumble of thunder and the whole tunnel shook, dislodging a number of small stones from the roof which fell onto the assembled dogs. The rest of the pack whined and looked to Garg for guidance, but before the alpha dog could respond in any way there was another blast of air which stirred the collected dust around the area into a frenzy.

"Thou shalt to leave this place and never return, lest I 'Mortifer' the dark stallion of the night, guardian of the dead and keeper of souls past take my due from your flea ridden hides!" The black pony still hadn’t moved and those slitted eyes continued to glare into Garg's in open challenge. Yet another roll of thunder resounded and the whole chamber trembled with greater violence than before.

The resolve of the pack stretched thin before finally breaking. With whimpers and whining they scattered, trying desperately to climb the walls and seeking anyway of escape, but the only way out was through the ghostly pony.

Garg could feel the situation slipping from his paws, he knew of stories of bat ponies and what powers they were rumoured to possess. Other packs had clashed with the dark ponies in the mountains and always coming off worse for it. Still this was just one pony and he had his whole pack with him, if he could get them together he reckoned they could take this dark equine.

The assurances this plan gave Garg drained away as a chilling cloud of vapour seeped into the tomb and the pinpoints of blue light swirled about the pony with more vigour. To Garg’s mounting horror the bat pony drifted gently into the air, floating without even moving his out stretched wings.

Whatever this phantom was, it wasn’t like any other pony Garg had ever heard of. Its glowing blue eyes burned with a cold fire and Garg saw the creature was grinning now, sharp teeth glinting in the dancing motes of light. A third rumble shook the area and Garg really started to believe this may indeed be some supernatural being summoned by the ponies to guard their dead.

"This is thy final warning dogs of diamond! Be gone and never return or I will claim thy souls as payment. The trickle of mist became a flood that enveloped the panicking diamond dogs. To Garg it felt like the icy claws of the great black dog of death, sending shivers along the canine’s spine and causing his fur to stand on end. The thunder returned with vengeance as the ghostly pony, its cold eyes still glaring at Garg, drifted upwards with a sinister calm close to the tunnel’s ceiling.

Garg’s pack mates needed no further encouragement; seeing their escape route now clear they dived down the tunnel and under the spectral pony. They clawed and snapped at each other in their desire to be away. Soon their distant whines and thudding paws faded to silence. Garg was found himself alone with the dark pony hovering before him, its stare pinning him to the floor.

Maybe there had been some validity to the advice from the other packs, foraging in pony lands was obviously more trouble than it was worth. A final shaking of the roof and the impact of a hefty rock impacting on Garg's tail was all that was needed to send the alpha dog scurrying after his pack mates.

Shadow Guard grinned at the retreating diamond dogs and then yanked the small rope holding him aloft. He was sure he could make out the giggling sound of Applebloom from above.

"Gotta hand it ter yer Shadow, I didn't think that would work, but boy am I glad ter be wrong," Applejack was beaming with happiness.

"We've had a fair number of encounters with diamond dogs back home. They are strong and tough, but lack brains and courage, plus I couldn't have done it without all of you, " Shadow smiled in turn as they all celebrated the victory.

He was still brushing off the glitter dust that had been applied to give his coat the blue sparkle, courtesy of Applebloom and her friends. It had given just that little extra touch of magic to the whole scheme.

The cheery voice of Applebloom was heard, "Yeah we showed them dogs not to mess with the Apple family,” It had been her idea to use the glitter and she was rightly proud it had worked so well.

Shadow turned his gaze on the large number of pots, pans and other metal items used in their ploy. He chuckled as he remembered how their crashing together had made the convincing ‘thunder’ when heard down below.

The sounds of Big Mac downing another mug of apple cider showed his positive thoughts on the whole event. Shadow had been secretly worried the roof really would give way as Mac’s enthusiastic stomping shook the whole hillside.

The final ingredient had of course been the mist and wind, a cunning little addition on Applejack's part. She’d used bellows to force fridge air through the crypt, an unconventional use of dry ice in Shadow’s opinion but effective. It had also been Applejacks strong teeth hauling the ropes that caused Shadow to 'float' without moving his wings and his admiration for Applejack only grew as he thought of her holding him steady in the tunnel.

Granny Smith wasn’t going to miss out on the fun either and she had overseen the whole event with care, directing the others as needed and holding the lantern that had cast ‘Mortifer’ into silhouette. The whole family had come out to save their memorial tree and Shadow was over the moon that it had worked so well.

He eagerly finished another mug of cool cider and looked up at the memorial tree with a warm feeling in his chest. The great oak, though hurt by the digging of the diamond dogs was not beyond helping and Granny Smith had even warmed up to Shadow Guard after his efforts to help tonight.

“Darn tootin!” Granny yelled before she gave Shadow a playful hoof bump on the shoulder, “Why I know just the remedy to help the memorial tree so with love and care it’ll be back to its old self in no time.”

“Plus the dogs left us all the jewels!” Shadow beamed only for a silence to descend upon the group.

“Well it is on our land,” Applejack said uncertainly, “But it don’t feel right takin from the dead like that.”

“Well they’re not using it anymore and we did save it from the diamond dogs,” Shadow added.

Applejack turned it over in her mind, heaven’s knew they really could do with the money and they had help protect it. Then again, the planting of the memorial tree had caused the tomb to be broken open in the first place, “I reckon we should take some to cover costs n the rest we can give to a museum or summit.”

She glanced at Granny who after a few seconds thought nodded her approval. That was enough for Applejack and anyway, she had other things on her mind, "Now sugar cube, yer wanna tell me what that there mix up on the doorstep was all about?"

Shadow’s smile froze and he began to blush. Applejack continued to watch him as he rubbed the back of his head before staring at the floor, "Well er um, I really didn't mean to say you were pretty."

Applejack snorted and Shadow went on quickly, “But that doesn't mean I didn't mean it, far from it. I think you’re the most beautiful mare I have ever met."

He was babbling again, rushing his words in such a way that Applejack couldn’t help but feel sorry for him, and a little flattered.

"You're so brave and strong and and....." Shadow Guard wound down until he finished with a, "You have really great eyes. I would like to get to know you more," He finished weakly.

"That's real sweet sugar cube, ya done good by me n my family tonight. So I may be in a mind ta give ya a chance, but I ain't promisin nothin," Applejack said uncertainly.

“That isn’t a no though right?” Shadow asked, his eager eyes reminding Applejack of her dog ‘Winona’ when she was just a puppy.

“It’s not a yes either,” Applejack said, not entirely sure how she felt about the whole idea.

Once word got out there had been an important find at Sweet Apple Acres a number of archaeological groups descended upon Ponyville to delve into its secrets. This was a great boost for the Apple farm as more ponies meant more hungry bellies to fill and they did a rousing trade keeping all the busy explorers fed and watered.

According to Equestrian land laws the find did indeed belong to A.J and her family, and true to her word they only took a little and let most of it go to a Canterlot museum. They sold their share off to collectors, paying for the broken chariot and a few other things needed fixing up around the farm. This all came as an added bonus; most importantly the oak tree had been saved.

The archaeological ponies took great care in their exploring, all under the watchful eyes of Big Mac and Granny Smith who made sure they treated the roots with more respect than the diamond dogs had.

For Shadow Guard, it was a mixed blessing; with the chariot now paid for he was out of ‘official’ reasons to remain on the farm. He had planned to be off work for far longer and now he found himself dragging his hooves.

He’d grown to like the quieter life here during the short stay; Shadow had gained a soft spot for Sweet Apple Acres.

He’d grown fond of the Apple family and especially Applejack. Having spent time with her he found himself longing for A.J’s company, beyond his initial interest in her looks. He held a far deeper attraction to her as a pony now.

But duty was duty and all too soon Shadow found himself waiting for a train back to Canterlot. The Apple Family came to see him off at least and Granny Smith had even given him a food package for the journey home.

"Thanks for everything Miss Applejack," Shadow said wearing his eye shades once more to protect himself from the sun.

"Aww come on, after the last couple of days I think ya earned the right ter just call me ‘A.J’ yer silly colt," She smiled in an indulgent way that caused Shadow’s heart to skip a beat. "Now yer be keeping yerself safe yer hear n don't let that Night Blade go working yer too hard."

"I'll be sure not to," Shadow looked down shyly before going on, "I was hoping to be able to come back and visit next time I have some leave? I would really like to see you again." He sensed the telltale feeling of a blush forming again to match the flutter in his heart.

Applejack paused for a moment, that felt like an eternity for Shadow, before she replied. "I reckon I’d like that too, just give us some fair warning next time. I don't want Granny makin ya sleep in the barn again." Both ponies grinned at this and Shadow did an internal ‘Wahoo’ before the train whistle blew reminding them it was time to go.

"I'll write A.J, take care of yourself and the others," He moved to hug Applejack good bye and to his great delight she returned it warmly.

"Come on yer silly colt or ya’ll miss yer ride," Applejack said as they broke apart.

Shadow Guard nodded and boarded the train. Other ponies still gave him odd looks but he didn't care, the whole world was wonderful right now and he couldn't help but smile. He took the chance to give one last wave goodbye to Applejack through the window before the train pulled out of Ponyville and headed for Canterlot.

The return journey was far less exciting and Shadow found his mind drifting back to the farm along with Applejack. It had been such a different pace of life and not just the change of hours. The farm had a special quality of its own that was far removed from the nightlife of Canterlot, but now he was heading back to night patrols and cleaning up after ponies that had drunk too much for their own good. It had been less than half an hour, but Shadow missed Applejack and the rest of the Apple family already.

He sighed and contented himself with imaginings of what it would be like to be back at the farm again. These warm thoughts kept him company as train made it’s winding way back to Canterlot and the fresh challenges awaiting Shadow on his return.

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"Well we hope you've learnt your lesson Knight Shadow Guard. One expects thou to do thy duty correctly from now on," Princess Luna clearly struggled to keep her tone as she addressed her negasi.

Well at least she got my name right this time, then again I doubt she will ever forget me now. Shadow Guard bowed to Luna and promised that he would do better in the future.

He’d reported back to the barracks bleary eyed and yawning, the quick swapping of night and day lifestyles evidently leaving their mark. Shadow was determined to not let Luna down again however and so reported in as expected. All things considered it could have been worse, that was until he bumped into Night Dew and Swift Star.

"Ah the young traveller is back. I hope you're ready for a night of fun Shadow. Sergeant’s let slip there's to be a formal shindig tonight, plenty of high-class types and lots of noise," Night Dew said with a resigned smile.

Great just what I needed, nothing like being eased back into the job. Shadow didn’t dislike the upper crust of Canterlot, they were overall a reasonable bunch for the most part. Sadly he just didn’t run into many of the nice ones it seemed.

The Night Guard normally got landed with the inebriated, the down and out and the disowned who needed the steadying hooves to help them home. They seldom caused too much trouble, but there was always one or two that the guards would need to keep an eye on. Shadow just nodded at the news with a faraway look in his eyes.

"Oh, you’re not in a talking mood now huh?" Swift Star looked to Night Dew and grinned. "Maybe those farm ponies finally taught you when to hold your tongue?" Both the mares chuckled and Shadow Guard just gave out a big sigh as he thought about the farm again.

"Awww, come on we're only yankin yer chain Shadow. It's good to see you again honestly," Night Dew’s face became one of concern for their friend.

"Yeah, what’s up with you?" Swift Star cocked an eyebrow at Shadow’s abnormally quiet demeanour.

"Meh, nothing just a bit day-lagged that's all. I had to work 'normal' hours out there on the farm and now my head's all over the place," Shadow gave an exaggerated yawn.

Night Dew smiled in a knowing way, all of them had at some point needed to pull 'all dayers' before. That was the odd life of the Night Guard and they seemed to do everything backwards compared with other ponies.

This was especially true for the negasi, who were naturally nocturnal, but clearly Swift wasn't convinced and continued on with her nagging, "Sooo, I hear that Sweet Apple Acres has some right good looking Stallion's working there? Not counting you of course, I could really go for a big strong farm pony," Swift bumped Shadow’s shoulder in a playful way.

The mental image of either of his fellow guards trying to catch the eye of Bigmac sent a shiver down Shadow’s spine and if things went well with A.J then the idea of being liked even distantly to Swift was more than Shadow could deal with right now.

"I heard they have some other farm colts working for em during the summer months. A mare of my skills and good looks might find a real catch," Swift Star joined in, fluttered her eyelashes in a silly way and produced a snigger from Night Dew. “Such a shame they lost a ‘good hard’ worker in you Shadow, now you're back with us." Swift couldn't help but finish off with playful jibe.

"Well, when you remember to get up and know which way to pull the plough anyhow," Night Dew joined in teasing again.

"Aww they just weren't ready for a stud like Shadow Guard to stay with them. Plus our brave soldier probably wanted to be as far away from that orange farm mare as possible, as soon as possible, before she gave him another good whack to the head. Am I right Shadow?"

At the thought of Applejack Shadow felt his heart leap and before he realised it his cheeks had began to feel hot again.

Both Dew and Swift paused, gave each other a meaningful look and Swift Star began to giggle, "What's this? The brave ‘Shadow Bard’ has a soft spot after all? Don't like being called a stud? Or....." Swift's grin became so sharp it could have cut through steel. "No you didn't? Did you? Oh Night Dew I think he has!" Swift Star let out a roar of laughter now. "Oh Shadow Guard has fallen for Applejack Dewy!" Swift fought for breath as she wiped a tear from her eye.

Shadow only got redder as the pegasus had hit the nail right on the head, "Stop it you two, I’m just out of sorts that's all. Nothing happened honest."

Swift grinned at Dew only to see she was looking thoughtful, "Awww I think that's really sweet Shadow, well done for finding a mare you really like. Plus she was smart enough to knock some sense into you when she first met you.” Night Dew rounded on Swift Star and gave her an angry look. "Come on Swift that's enough, sergeant is gonna be here any moment."

Swift’s leaned back from her friend's reaction and just stood there with her mouth agape. "I…..", was all that managed to come out of her mouth before another voice called all three ponies.

"I think we've had enough of recounting Shadow's exploits while in Ponyville, maybe some time soon you three would like to get to the job you’re being paid for?" Night Blade was standing there, yet again appearing as if by magic.

Shadow quickly stood to attention along with the others, embarrassment still plain on his face. He swallowed as Night Blade walked up and down in front of them, looking each pony in the eye in turn and grinned when he fixed on Shadow, "Right, here's how it is: Fancy Pants and a number of his 'friends' are having a party for Princess Luna tonight. It’s the normal high society thing that I know you all ‘love’, seems the fair ponies of Canterlot want to celebrate Luna's return which will be one year ago tonight!"

Blade rolled his shoulders before continuing, "So as always, I want you all with your best smiles and manners for such an event. We're not expecting any trouble, but with the Prince and his crew involved you never can tell."

Shadow joined in with the aggrieved sigh from the the others, hearing that ‘Prince Blueblood’ was coming made things interesting. Night Blade clearly thought so too, "I don't want a repeat of the last time, do I make myself clear?"

How could anypony forget the last time? Prince Blueblood displayed a talent for upsetting everypony that he met, eclipsing even Shadow Guard’s tactless manners. On the dreadful night in question the prince had been ‘slumming’ it. Going about causing offence to one and all in the rougher parts of Canterlot. Night Blade had personally stopped at least two club owners and one passerby from strangling the high born Prince.

"So with our brave 'stud' back among us, we should have no trouble foal sitting a few of the high and mighty of Canterlot while they rightly pamper our Princess of the Night. Celestia knows she could do with some kindness after all she's been through," Night Blade winked to Shadow and the other guard's giggled, causing Shadow to grind his teeth.

As they broke formation Night Blade trotted up to Shadow Guard under the guise of giving him some 'special instructions.' "If half of what I heard was true I’m happy for you my colt, just don't go earning another set of horseshoes in the face huh?"

Shadow Guard eyes lit up, he would never have guessed Night Blade would be so supportive, "Just don't let it distract you right? Prince Blueblood and some of his posse will definitely be in attendance tonight." Shadow nodded in understanding, this was definitely going to be a tough first night back.

Shadow winced inwardly as yet another tipsy guest bumped into him. It was bad enough that the party guests were all up tight and snobbish but it also appeared Blueblood's entourage was even larger than previously. To make things worse by the looks of it they’d been making ‘merry’ before the party even started. Shadow cringed as they all made a fuss over the prince, it all seemed so obviously fake to him and Shadow found himself missing the farm and it’s genuine inhabitants all the more.

Luna was fashionably late as was her right, being the guest of honour. But this left the already unsteady followers of prince Blueblood with little else to do but chat, flatter the prince and get more ‘sloshed’ than they already were.

When Luna did finally arrive, there wasn’t a steady hoof among them and Luna quickly whispered in Night Blade’s ear, no doubt getting the details she’d missed. Shadow couldn’t fail to see how Luna rolled her eyes at her nephew; The pony in question was talking to a very interested yellow unicorn mare.

Shadow watched the unfolding scene with a stoic, impassive face. How Blueblood completely failed to notice the desperate glances his captive audience gave when he wasn’t looking. Shadow didn’t envy the unicorn one bit and secretly wished some other party goer would come to her rescue.

As if she’d read his mind, Luna quickly sidled up to the prince and delicately ushered him away from the relieved mare. Luna even gave ‘Yellow’ a wink as she expertly steered Blueblood away from several other panicked looking guests.

Her royal duty to protect her subjects achieved, Luna deposited Blueblood on a distant table and then moved to address the assembled equines, "Ah fillies and gentlecolts, thank you all so much for your patience. I'm so sorry I am late but royal duties wait for no pony." Shadow thought Luna looked stunning, she’d obviously dressed up for the occasion: Wearing a sparkling cloak of pale blue along with the prime pick of her formal jewellery, the alicorn was certainly striking.

"It pleases us that you would all come to celebrate the anniversary of my return to Equestria. I hope you all have a wonderful evening," The Princess (with vigor) informed the crowd who cheered and applauded. Luna bowed to the assembled ponies, gracing them with an indulgent smile.

It might have surprised many to know that Luna, despite or maybe because of her past, shied away from the pomp and ceremony offered by her subjects. Shadow was only partial to such knowledge from his duties around the castle.

He could recall being a silent witness to such moments when Celestia would embrace Luna and remind her that in order to readjust then there were some ‘hoops’ she was going to have to jump through. She couldn’t let her past stop her now and part of that was being the Princess of the Night both publicly and privately.

Shadow’s ponderings were cut shot as a thoroughly inebriated pony bumped into him, “Hey bat colt, where’s the restroom?” The thick fumes from the stallion's breath made Shadow’s eyes water. Well all have our duties, Luna has to dress up and act posh whereas we.. Shadow ushered the guest in the direction of the restroom, doing his best to keep him from stumbling.

His task done Shadow returned to his assigned placement, but found his eyes drifting to the nearby window, staring off into the night sky with his mind on happier times.

“I’ve been a soldier for a long time and I know the different stares that soldiers use,” Shadow jumped as Night Blade practically materialized next to him. “Weather it was being sure you ‘didn't see something your charges didn't want you to see’, or the ‘careful watch of a pony who expects trouble’, I’ve seen and used them all. You Shadow have the definite look of ‘a guard whose mind was not on his job’.”

Shadow coughed, “Sorry sir it’s been a mixed up week I..”

“Time for sorrys later, things are ahoof,” Night Blade’s warning came true as a loud sound of cutlery falling to the floor clattered loud enough to be heard over the crowd. The general hubbub was replaced by indignant shouting. Shadow followed Blade’s gaze and saw, unsurprisingly, that one of Blueblood’s ‘cronies’ was the cause.

The silly colt had climbed onto one of the tables and was shouting loudly his praises to Luna and the night in a loud voice. The rest of the equines around him were giving the drunken stallion a wide berth, muttering disapprovingly behind raised hooves as the pony continued to make a spectacle of himself.

Night Blade quickly moved to intercept and Shadow followed close behind. Upon reaching the drunk, Blade summoned up his most persuasive voice, "Now, now young sir, we all thank you for your contribution to tonight's festivities, but you might want to come down before you fall and hurt yourself."

The stallion, an off-white earth pony, crammed into a dated evening jacket tottered around to look Night Blade unsteadily in the eye. Several other guests gasped as the table he was perched on wobbled alarmingly. After he managed to focus on Night Blade with the second attempt his face split into a intoxicated grin, "Ah heasss one of the Night Guarsss, protectors of our famous Princessss Una. Have you come to arrest me for being overly praising of our fine hotess?"

Shadow cringed, but Blade managed to keep up his friendly tone, "No good sir, just making sure you don't fall and hurt yourself." Shadow was keenly aware that the other guests were suddenly all talking much louder, as if trying to drown out the tragic scene in their midst.

The drunk's mood shifted as they tend to do and he took on a hostile tone in the face of Night Blade's gentle urgings, "Are you shaying that I’m clumshie? I'm the mosh sure hoofed pony here!" As if to prove himself wrong, the drunk stumbled, rocking the table further while causing a number of glasses and plates to fall to the floor with collective smash.

Shadow urgently tried to get Dew’s attention only to see she was already slipping through the crowd toward them. The drunk heard Dew coming and turned to glare at her in turn, "Ah anosher one of you bat winged poniesh. Don't think you can handle me by yer shelf huh?"

All the guests along with the princess had given up trying to ignore the event unfolding and now the whole room followed the exchange with growing trepidation, "Is there a problem good sir Night Blade?" Luna asked in a worried tone.

"No your highness. Not to worry, we have got this in hoof," Night Blade called back in a reassuring tone, "This one just needs a little time to cool his head."

The trouble maker lunged unsteadily for Night Blade who nimbly stepped aside side without seeming to move at all. The party goer finally lost the fight for balance and as he shifted his weight, what was left of the crockery crashing to the floor along with the poor pony. There were a number of gasps from the onlookers and some muffled cries of "I say" and "What 'a to do'."

Shadow moved closer as the drunk tried to pick himself up from the floor but only succeeded in wrapping himself tightly in the stained table cloth. Night Blade and Night Dew came to the poor Stallion's aid, who was cursing and yelling even louder and as the whole room had gone silent they could all hear what he was yelling furiously.

"Thash not fighting fair! I knew you nigshmare guard were not to be trusted pulling sher table out from uner me likshat! You should have been banished to the moon along with your mad Prinshess!" There was a collective gasp and all eyes turned to Luna who was visibly shaken by the insult, tears beginning to well up in her pained eyes.

Luna, her face becoming dark and dangerous, addressed the troublemaker in a ominous tone, "Now see here thou uncouth vagabond, one may have deserved her time on the moon for what we have done. But thou shalt not besmirch the good guards here!" There was a crackle of thunder from outside as Luna's temper flared, "They have been steadfast and loyal all their lives and we will not hear thou abuse them so!"

Even a pony in such an inebriated state recognised that he had crossed the line with that last comment and he cowered before the wrath of Luna. Shadow looked about to see the other guests were similarly affected, all of them shrinking back from Luna with looks of fear.

Stillness settled as Luna continued to glare with eyes aglow with an inner light, then as if awakening, her face took on a shamed expression and the light faded to reveal her turquoise pupils once more.

Luna looked to the crowd all around and Shadow could see the hurt pulled raw and painful within her eyes as the party goers all quailed at her gaze. She opened her mouth again, but quickly turned away from the crowd, unable to meet their stares. Swift Star and Shadow Guard headed to her side, though what they intended to do when they got to her was any pony's guess.

With her back to the crowd Luna took a steadying breath before she spoke once more. "We are going to have a little time in the gardens, but we shall return soon." With that done, the alicorn motioned to the windows of the state room. Shadow and Blade practically galloped to open them before bowing as Luna passed through, her cheeks lined with fresh tears. Shadow caught a fleeting glimpse of Luna disappearing up into the night sky before she vanished with a flash.

Turning back, he saw the crowd was now deathly quiet. A few hung their heads with solemnity but most simply glared at Shadow and his ilk, no doubt blaming them for letting things get out of hoof. A few more sensible guests took the opportunity to express their condemnation of the now weeping drunk who was curled up on the ground still wrapped in his table cloth.

It was some time after this disaster that the Night Blade found Luna in the royal gardens. Having sought out the princess after it became clear that Luna wouldn't be returning despite her assurances. The fiasco of a party was finally over and Night Blade gave his squad the rest of the evening off once the guests had been urshed away.

He eventually found his Princess sitting by a fountain under the star speckled sky. It wasn't hard at all to follow Luna, all Blade had to do was follow the trail of discarded clothing. Pausing only for a moment Blade dared to approach Luna who was now shawn of all trappings.

The only decoration that had been removed with care seemed to be her crown which Luna even now held in her hooves. She studied the gems studding the circle of dark metal and the puffiness around her eyes made it clear she had been crying freely.

Stopping a respectful distance away Night Blade called out softly, "Your majesty, should I call for you sister?"

Luna jumped before looking up at Night Blade. The anguish was evident in her eyes and he felt his unease grow. He’d never seen Luna this distraught before and it pierced his heart. Blade simply stood there, letting Luna take the time she needed to compose herself.

After several gulps she finally managed a tiny smile, "I see thou art still the best scout of my soldiers. Able to sneak up even on such as I.” She took several deep breaths before continuing, “No good sir Night Blade, do not trouble my sister with this. It's just that stallion's words cut deep."

Luna was still struggling to keep her voice steady, "We are used to ponies thinking one is some kind of monster, it hath been that way a long time and not without some merit."

Night Blade just stood at attention, it seemed to most appropriate response. Luna’s gaze drifted sadly to stare deeply into the pool she was sitting by, "Though our looks and mind have been mended by the Elements of Harmony our heart is still scarred." She looked up to Night Blade with pleading in her turquoise pupils, "The signs of the mare we once were are still there to be seen."

Shadow continued to stare straight ahead but came closer as Luna waved him forward, "Look into the pool good sir Night Blade and tell us what thou seest?” Luna wasn't ordering Blade he suddenly realised, she was asking her friend. Night Blade looked into the pool and merely saw the stars and the moon reflected within.

"I see your beautiful night my Princess. The moon shines brightly and such work does you credit," He said answered uncomfortably.

Luna shook her head, “No look again, closer this time. Night Blade did as she bid, but still failed understand what he was meant to see. Feeling her gaze upon him Blade looked even closer. Within his own silhouette Blade saw fish swimming and water lilies floating there but beyond that nothing. Then it hit him what Luna was getting at. Night Blade saw his own reflection. His slitted eyes and bat wings outstretched.

"My Princess I...." Night Blade began but stopped as Luna's eyes were welling up again, "I don't understand your highness, what this has to do with..."

"No dear Night Blade thou would not. One doubts ponies would have kept the truth alive for this long, but thou and all thy kin still carry my shame," Luna explained cryptically and Night Blade was left wondering if that was meant to be deeper than just the way he looked.

The white earth pony that had caused so much trouble turned out to be called ‘Clear Frost’. He was an artist who specialized in ice sculpting and once he had his head flushed of alcohol Clear Frost was a wholly different pony. The stallion was quiet, cultured and all round well mannered in stark contrast to the last night’s brutishness.

After treating his minor injuries, minor cuts along with a hefty bruise from his fall, Swift Star had been given the task of watching the pony while he slept, ‘Clear’ having been placed in one of the cells to make sure he caused no more harm to himself or others.

Swift Star didn't need to be told why she had specifically been chosen for the assignment. Night Blade was clearly worried about what a negasi guard might take into their head to do after the things the prisoner had spouted.

Even such a rude and obnoxious pony was to be treated with courtesy. But Swift Star's idea of ‘courtesy’ was a little different from other ponies. She was leaning back in her chair outside Clear’s cell spinning the keys on her hoof.

"So you're an earth pony then?" She asked for what felt like the hundredth time to Frost. He was so easy to read, like an open book and Swift was loving every moment of this.

"Urr yes, I told you that already," The poor stallion was holding his head.

"So why were you hanging around with Blueblood? He's a unicorn of 'high' standing whereas you're just an uncivil lay about," Swift Star asked, making no effort to hide her own negative opinion on Prince Blueblood.

"Gah I told you already, he's a friend and invited me to the party," Clear Frost clutched his aching temlpes in his hooves.

"Why?" Swift asked.

"Why what?" Clear asked in turn.

"Why are you his friend? You seem to have a better idea of how to behave now you're sober so I thought I might get a straight answer now. Why do you hang out with the likes of Blueblood? I thought earth ponies were meant to be level headed and sensible and all that." Swift cocked an eyebrow as she studied the dishevelled earth pony behind the bars.

That’s right let the sore head do it’s work, Swift thought as Clear massaged his temples, "Because he's a Prince, it would do my reputation good to be seen with him." Clear snapped back.

"Oh so you're not his friend then?" Swift flashed a little grin, "You’re just trying to climb the social ladder huh?" Swift jotted this down in her notebook, reading aloud as she wrote. "Not friend of Prince Blueblood, just using him to get in with the right ponies." Now let him squirm, it was almost so easy that it took the fun out of it.

"Wha..What? You can't write that! I didn't say anything of the sort!" Clear Frost whined.

"Well it just seems to me if you ‘really’ were his friend you wouldn't have made such a fuss at the party last night. You’re making Blueblood look bad you see, not that he needs much help with that,” She treated Clear to a nasty smile, “But being one of his friends and all, I thought you would like to have it official that you’re not his friend, that way you could spare him some embarrassment." Spin a little more worm, spin on.

"But he's the only reason I was able to come to the party! If he finds out I was just using him, my social reputation will be done for!" Clear’s lip trembled and he looked to be on the verge of tears. Time to throw him a lifeline.

"A free word of advice Mr Frost, if you're worried about your street credit, social standing or just general state of health for that matter, I would keep away from the Princesses’ nephew. Being seen with him won't help with any of that in the eyes of the ponies that actually matter." Swift Star commented sweetly, "I'm doing you a favour. So I will ask again, are you Blueblood's friend?"

Clear Frost simply sat there for a while and Swift grinned all the wider. She didn’t actually expect anything from him, but it was good to keep in practice. Any thoughts of sympathy had long since evaporated when Swift had heard the ignorant pile of manure Clear had been ranting last night.

Some ponies thought that getting plastered hid the real you behind a mask, from her experience it just cleared away the inhibitions and showed you the true face underneath. Some of the things Clear had been shouting about her friends and fellow soldiers had been so vulgar even Swift wouldn’t repeat them. What he’d called Princess Luna a few times had even added to Swift’s already impressive vocabulary.

After a few moments thought and a fair bit of groaning Clear Frost made up his mind, "Let it be recorded that I am Blueblood’s friend." He told the pegasus, which got a raised eyebrow from Swift Star. He might actually have a backbone. Her opinion of Clear went up the tiniest of notches, a good show of loyalty, even if misplaced in Swift’s opinion went a long way. Then again he may have just been trying to cover all bases.

"Very well, I wish you all the luck with that, though I would be amazed if Blueblood stands by you when all is said and done," She screwed up the paper she had been writing on and threw it in the bin behind her and smiled evilly as it bounced out again, the bin was rather full now.

Swift grinned even wider this time, "If that's the case I’ll have to start my report once again, One must be accurate about these things. So you're an earth pony then, who ‘is’ close friends with Blueblood......."

A sound of total frustration echoed through the barracks just as Night Blade trotted in after his talk with Luna. Ah I see Swift Star has been having some fun, best save the poor foal. Clear Frost’s in enough trouble as it is. Night Blade chuckled to himself. He trotted his down to the cells and wasn't too surprised to see Swift rubbing her hooves in enjoyment as Clear Frost held his head in his hooves.

"I trust you have been taking good care of our ‘guest’ Swift?" The yellow pegasus started, nearly falling off her chair before quickly catching herself, turning and saluting.

"Of course Sir, I haven't laid a hoof on him and he has been fed and watered as per regulations." Swift didn’t even try to hide her grin.

"There are a great many things not officially covered in the rules Swift Star, when they get around to writing them all down I am sure ponies like you will have a section all to themselves," Night Blade corrected.

"Thank you sir, I do my best." Swift’s smile became a smirk as she listened to Night Blade’s ‘praise’.

He shook his head, if Blade was being honest he personally thought the wretch deserved a good bucking, but that was not what the Royal Guards were about. They had rules and though they sometimes bent Night Blade would never see them broken.

He had to work with the ponies he had though, Swift Star could be a tease but she had never broken the rules regarding prisoners. Night Blade looked at the trembling Clear Frost and admitted she did come awfully close sometimes.

Clear Frost looked up at Night Blade with hope, no doubt thinking anything had to be better than what he had been through this last few hours, these hopes were quickly dashed as Night Blade explained what his discipline was to be.

"Now Mr Frost you’re charged with attempting to assault a Royal Guard of Princess Luna, with verbal harassment of the foulest kind and a breach of the peace. We understand you may have been under some bad influences when this was done and so we will skip the normal punishments."

Clear’s ears pricked up before Night Blade went on, "You will therefore be required to do some community service and make a heartfelt apology to Princess Luna and to all the guests whose evening you spoiled."

Clear gulped and a look of terror returned to his eyes. Blade didn’t know how much detail Clear could recall from last night, but if he’d had have to confront Luna again after her showing of power well...

Clear Frost stared into the watching eyes of the guards and their grins unsettled him greatly, "Can't I just stay in the cells until I’m really really sorry?"

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'Dear Applejack,

I have settled back into work with the Night Guard once again. It's tough; I miss you and the farm a lot. Sergeant is working us all hard and Luna seems a bit upset right now. Some Silly stallion made some rude comments at her anniversary party in Canterlot and she hasn't been right since. I hope that Applebloom, Big Mac and Granny are doing alright? I should be able to get some time off in a few days. How is the oak tree doing? I hope it's doing better. I hope that you.......'

Gah he just didn't seem to be able to get it right. Shadow Guard held his head in his hooves, this was his third attempt and seemed just as juvenile as the first two. Everything he wrote down sounded like foalish ramblings, but Shadow didn't dare ask the other guards for suggestions. The image of Swift Star's face with a huge smirk was reason enough to avoid that idea. Oh why did mares have to be so complicated?

Shadow Guard rubbed his tired eyes and gave a huge sigh before trying again. He felt he had to make this something really special and didn’t want to ruin his chance Applejack had given him. But no matter how hard he tried he felt his words just made him sound like an idiot.

"You know I think you're trying too hard there colt. It doesn't have to be pretty just honest, tell the girl how you really feel and then leave it up to her," Shadow almost fell off his chair. Night Blade was right behind him, reading Shadow’s last attempt. How did he unscrew the crumpled paper so quietly?

"Woha sir, I know you were one of Luna’s best scouts, but if you sneak up on me like that again I’ll have a heart attack," Shadow Guard looked at Night Blade's smiling face while he tried to slow the pounding in his chest.

"What do you mean were?” Blade added indignantly, “I'll have you know I am just as good if not better than a few years ago. The point still stands however, if you want the mare to like you then just be yourself. Trying anything else is just asking for trouble." Night Blade didn’t look truly hurt by shadows passing comment.

"You really think that will work Sarge? I mean she is amazing, beautiful, strong and kind. How can I compete with that?" Shadow felt the well of despair begin to claim him before Night Blade chuckled and smiled in a knowing way.

"Now listen here, first of all you're not competing with her. You're trying to make a friend, the closest friend you could ever have and more. Don't go trying to show her you're better than her or anything like that." Night Blade took on a wistful expression and for the first time ever Shadow thought Blade actually looked old.

The moment past and Blade was his old self again, “I met ‘Dark Grace’ when I was only a little older than you are now.”

Shadow started in astonishment, “I never knew you’re married sir?”

Blade smiled warmly, “Oh yes, the better half of me in so many ways.” Blade’s eyes took on a playful light that Shadow had never seen before either, “She’s my dearest, my love and the only thing that ever rivaled my heart’s affections.”

Night Blade smiled all the wider, “There are those days she still calls me ‘cave slime’ for my latest slip up, but love isn’t about never having a sore word, it was about caring for each other despite our imperfections.”

He winked at Shadow, “None of us are perfect, don’t pretend to be so when you write. Just make sure it’s honest and from the heart.”

"But how else am I meant to impress her?" Shadow Guard asked doubtfully.

Blade paused for a moment and his face became serious, "I am gonna let you in on an important lesson my colt.”

Shadow awaited, poised to write down accumulated wisdom of Night Blade,”Stallions and mares are different. Not just in the looks department which may be shocking I know."

Shadow just blinked before replying, “Seriously that’s it? Come on sir even I know that.” He glared at Night Blade and saw he was smiling all the wider..

"They think different in the head too and though I don't pretend to know how it all works in there, there are a few things I have learnt: Always treat em like royalty, mares are the most wonderful creation in Equestria and deserve to be treated as such. You need to make sure they know that you know that."

"You mean I have to bow and scrape whenever I see her?" Shadow Guard’s eyes were full of concern and Night Blade chuckled at his unease.

"No no, nothing like that, just make sure she knows how important she is to you. How she means the entire world to you." Night Blade shook his head before going on to his second point. "Two; if you go around trying to be some pony you're not just to impress her she will never fall in love with the real you. That's really important as the truth always comes out anyway, so may as well start by showing your best you before hoof, not some pretend facade."

Shadow Guard was writing again, finally feeling like he was getting somewhere. Having got that all down he looked eagerly back to Night Blade who smiled as he came on to the final point, "Last but not least, know when to keep your mouth shut. Hard for a pony of your disposition I know, but one day she will say something that really hurts you. You’re gonna need to be a big Stallion and take it with good grace. Remember you love her and don't bite back. Then when you have had time to cool off you can ask her what she meant and resolve it the correct way."

Shadow Guard was just eating this all up, it made sense to him and for the first time since he had left Sweet Apple Acres he felt like he had a plan.

"So is that everything?" The younger stallion asked.

Night Blade laughed out loud this time. "Mercy no, but it's a good start. Each mare is different so they will have their own little ways. But do your best to be the best you can be and you can't go far wrong. Oh one final thing; be on the lookout for being told off for things you didn't even know you did wrong. The mare’s are good at that too.”

"Wow sergeant, I didn't know you knew so much about us." Swift Star and Night Dew finished lurking in the doorway and emerged into the barracks proper. Swift had another of her evil grins and Night Dew wore a wistful expression.

"I was wondering when you’d give up trying to sneak in,” Night Blade smiled showing off his pointed teeth. “Also Swift I don't know if you really count as a mare, being a soldier and all. You know we're all the same in the guard."

As Shadow looked from one mare to the other he saw Night Dew still had a wistful look in her eyes, "Caw if a stallion did that for me I would be over the moon." She quickly came back to the here and now before blushing, "Well it’s all very sweet," Night Dew went on, ignoring the way Swift Star looked at her.

"You would?" Shadow eyes shone with eagerness.

"Caw you're all so soppy, just get her some candy and tell her she looks fit," Swift Star quickly voiced, then paused when everypony stared at her. She simply shrugged in response, "It's what I would want to hear from a good looking stallion."

Blade, nodded, “As I said colt: All mares are different and nopony can teach you everything about winning their heart. At some point you’re going to have to just dive in and hope for the best.”

Applejack was distracted and Big Mac could tell. His sister always threw herself at her chores with more vigour when something was on her mind. The family’s whole set of farm tools sparkled like they hadn't done for years, the dishes practically glowed from within and the barn hadn't looked so good in ages. She was just finishing off the last of the weather-proofing on their roof when Big Mac finally found her.

He knew better than to try and ask what it was about. A.J would tell him ‘if and when’ she was good and ready. It didn’t take a genius to figure the probable cause was that Shadow character. Big Mac had misjudged the stallion, the bat pony had been more than he had first seemed right enough. Shadow had done the Apple family a good turn and seemed a decent enough stallion once you got around his odd ways and loud mouth.

Big Mac was just....well he just didn't want his sister getting hurt. As far as he could guess Applejack had some interest in Shadow, but she wasn’t sure. Saving the memorial tree was a huge step in earning his support anyhow. What bothered him was the idea of his ‘little’ sister linking up with anypony.

Of course he didn't believe nine tenths of the rumours about the bat ponies. He didn't hold his breed against Shadow, just the idea of his younger sister growing up so much as to have a 'very special somepony' of her own was a lot to think about.

He continued to watch Applejack as she finished nailing and refitting the loose tiles on the roof with the same determination as diamond dog after some jewels. Every crack, every gap or slightly warped bit of cladding was seen too and still she didn’t seem satisfied. It had been the same when their parents had died and when she’d broken up with her first school crush. Applejack would throw herself at any other problem apart from the main one, falling back on what she knew and trusted.

He wanted her to be happy and Big Mac admitted he could think of far worse choices than this Shadow Guard if it did come to that, but Celestia help any stallion if he didn't treat Applejack right.

A crunching sound drew Big Mac out of his reverie, his powerful hoof had crushed a nearby rock to powder. Applejack heard the sound of splintering stone and looked down from the roof above before Big Mac lifted a cautious hoof and gave Applejack a timid smile.

She quickly climbed down and put a hoof on Big Mac’s broad chest, "Aww big guy I know that look, what's up sugar cube?"

He tried to think of just how to explain all the thoughts running through his head, the idea of his baby sister all grown up, of how he’d miss her if she left with the lucky guy whoever that may be. In the end he settled for a simple, "Nothin,"

"Now comon, yer know yer can trust your sister Applejack. Yer can tell me what's eating yer n we'll get it put right in no time don't you worry," A.J said encouragingly.

The fact that both ponies could tell the other was out of sorts told of how strong their bond was. After a few moments Big Mac finally found the right words to say, "Shadow Guard," he replied in a tone that was both glum and resigned.

Applejack smiled and trotted up to Big Mac before giving him a warm hug, “I should of guessed I couldn’t hide ma mind from yer. Yep I’m stewin about Shadow, still don’t know if I’m up fer trying again yer know.

Big Mac nodded in agreement before Applejack went on, “I mean it’s very touching to be admired so n more than a little embarrassing but most of all, right now I don’t want you a worryin about it.”

Big Mac managed a timid smile and was relieved when Applejack understood instantly, “Yer know I wouldn't do nothin until I was sure don't yer? He's a bit of a loud mouth varmint some times, but yer have seen what he did for us with the oak tree, so he has some good points too."

He shouldn’t have worried, Applejack as ever was on the ball, he’d been silly to think she’d just jump right in without thinking things through. Now he felt more that a little foalish about the whole thing and Applejack seeing his eyes begin to tear up squeezed him all the tighter, "Now see here yer big colt don't yer be goin all teary on me or I'll start too."

"Ya got all grown up n I just want yer safe that's all," Big Mac burst out before hugging A.J tightly back.

Applejack gasped even as she patted him gently on the bac.. "Woah big guy. Don't yer be squashin me like that rock now."

A small cough behind them caused both ponies to turn about, they were confronted by a stallion dressed in the uniform of the Ponyville mail service. Big Mac tried his best to hide the tears, feeling even sillier now they had company.

Applejack came to the rescue again, greeting the postal pony with a ,"Well howdy, somepony been writin us again?" Applejack said with a smile as she took the note.

Big Mac watched her intently as she undid the note and began to read. Her face went from surprise to indecision and finally a weak smile, “Well?”

Applejack, motioned for him to come and read it himself:

Dear Applejack,

Thank you so much for the lovely stay at your farm. I learned so much about you and all your family. I can say you're the kindest and most amazing family I have ever met. Thank you so much for the chance to set things right and I’m so sorry about the bad things said during that first chariot ride. I was totally wrong about you and now know you are indeed worthy of being an Element Bearer.

You mean the world to me and I don't want to think of time without you. I know I’ve got a long way to make myself worthy of you, but if you're willing I want to see you again soon. I have a few days leave coming up and I can think of no other pony I would rather spend it with. I know you're busy and I wouldn't want to take you away for too long from Applebloom, Big Mac and Granny but if you were to say yes, then I can offer you a treat which I think you will like.

P.S, hope the oak tree is getting better now we’ve solved that diamond dog problem. Hope you’re all in good health. I fondly look forward to hearing your reply and eventually hear it from you in person. All my love and best wishes, Miss Applejack to you and your family,

Shadow Guard.

“So he’s actually asked yer then?” Big Mac asked after he read the letter.

"Eyup, I reckon I’ve just been asked me out on an official date," Applejack confirmed.

"So what you gonna do?" Big Mac pressed, not knowing if he wanted Applejack to say yes or no. By his younger sister's expression she still wasn’t sure either.

"Well y’all should say yes of course!" Both ponies turned to see Applebloom poking her head out of a bush nearby.

"How long you been there Applebloom?” Applejack asked in an incredulous voice.

"Well I was just headin to our next crusader's meeting and thought I heard Big Mac and you talkin so I came over to let you know I was off," Applebloom explained, all the while poking her hoof at the ground..

"So why was yer hidin in the bush like that?" Big Mac asked with one eyebrow cocked.

Applebloom looked down, clearly uncomfortable, "Well, when I saw y’all havin a private moment I didn't want to get in the way so I kinda hid."

"If it was such a private moment why didn't yer think ter givin us some privacy?" Applejack asked, a smile forming on her muzzle.

"Aww but then I may have missed the good bits," Applebloom told them both, "So are yer gonna say yes? It could be so much fun!"

Applejack laid back her ears, looked down at the letter once more and Big Mac could practically hear her thinking, “It is a tempting offer, what’s the worst that could happen?”

"Y’all should go, I reckon your heart's telling yer what ter do and you're head is just gettin in the way," Big Mac said with a decisive tone. He certainly didn’t feel all that decided, but Applejack needed a shove one way or the other or this could go on for weeks.

Applejack sighed,"Well if you both reckon it will be good fer me, who am I ter argue. But I blame the pair of yer if I end up gettin stuck in some right big mess."

The beauty of the Night.

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Shadow Guard clutched the response in his hooves while he shook with excitement and nerves in equal measure. Applejack had said yes! Yes! No! Gah! Now what do I do now? He asked himself before plucking up his courage, Come on stallion, don't be losing your bottle now, just stick to the plan and it will all be fine. His mind and heart were jumping about so much he feared they would bound right out of place.

"So, by the look in your eyes she agreed?" Night Blade asked.

Shadow grinned like an idiot, “She did sir! Thanks so much for your advice!”

Blade just nodded, ignoring the giggles from Dew and Swift, “Happy to help, it’s clear none of you won’t be back on your game until this blossoming romance is resolved. Since Shadow went to Ponyville all ideas of duty and patrols have gone clean out of your heads.”

“And you’re sure you won’t get any flak about me borrowing a chariot?” Shadow said, not daring to hope.

Night Blade snorted, “Probably but as I said I want this resolved as soon as possible, if risking another chariot will speed that along then so be it. Just make sure it doesn't meet the same end as the last one, otherwise it will be more than a few weeks pay that you will lose."

"Thanks Sgt., I won't." Shadow assured.

"Night Dew will be your wing pony, that and she’ll keep an eye on you too," Night Blade explained and Dew’s head shot up from the report she was writing.

"But sir, I thought you were going to do that?" She asked.

"Nah you don't need an old fuddy like me on a night like this one. Plus you sounded so supportive yesterday that I couldn't let you miss the chance to help Miss Dew," Blade said with a little smile. "Right, now that’s all resolved maybe we can get back to our jobs?"

"Soooo, Big Mac's single right? What did you make of him?" Swift asked as they trotted down one of the lamplit alleys of Canterlot.

"He's a good pony Swift. Big Mac's a bit quiet, but very loyal and strong," Shadow answered halfheartedly while looking down a shady deadend.

"Ah so the strong silent type, I like that in a stallion," Swift added. Her usual grin spread across her face as she went on, "Probably why I have never had any interest in you Shadow, you’re not overflowing with either trait."

Shadow just rolled his eyes and seeing there was no trouble hiding down the lane, trotted to catch up. He tried to imagine Big Mac paired up with the sardonic Swift and the picture just didn't fit. The image of what Big Mac would do when Swift’s normal manner inevitably distressed Applebloom or stars forbid Applejack didn’t bear thinking of.

"I don't think he's your type Swift," Shadow said honestly while eyeing a small group of youths who were coming out of one of the local taverns.

Swift Star actually looked a little hurt at that, "What a stunning mare like me? Not his type? Shadow I’m starting to think you don't know me at all," She said with another little chuckle. The sounds of the party goers were getting a little louder and both guards tensed. It was fine however, the ponies celebrating seemed to be in a happy mood so there shouldn't be any trouble and the pair moved past them without incident.

Swift looked thoughtful for a moment before, in her usual manner, asked something that caught Shadow off guard, "He’s more interested in stallions is he?"

“No, No!!" Shadow replied shrilly, causing a few other night-time goers to look their way. "That’s not what I meant. I just don't think he would find you as funny as you think you are Swift." Shadow explained in a quieter voice.

Swift Star shrugged, "Well I was just trying to work out why he wouldn't fall for my abundant charm that's all," She concluded as both soldiers spotted their first likely customer of the night. There ahead was a unicorn that was looking decidedly the worse for wear, staggering about the street and ‘singing’ badly at the top of his lungs.

'When she kissed me by the moonlight, I was given such a fright! I looked into her eyes so pretty and sad to fall for a stallion like me so rough and bad!'

Shadow’s tension eased as the broken song drifted on the air, “That sounds like ‘Tipsy Joe’.” Of course that wasn't his real name which was infact ‘Crystal Joke’. He was known to be a very successful comedian around the local inns and was just as jolly when he had finished his performances. Often he would give the guards a number of his best lines as they gently guided him home.

"Evening Joe, how's things?" Swift asked the weaving lilac unicorn, who upon seeing her face, his own lit up with a happy smile.

"Ah good evening, it’s my dear friends! What a night to be basking in such company. The moon is the fullest I have seen since, well it was last full!" Crystal wobbled over to them and dropped to one knee theatrically, "Swift my dear, you look spectacular as always. Are you here to guide this poor stallion home once again?"

"Of course Tipsy Joe, we would be honoured to walk you home. I thought you promised me you wouldn't hit the drink so hard anymore?" Swift asked with genuine concern.

"For a fair mare like you I would do so my dear! Come with me this night and I promise I will be sober till the day I die!" Crystal announced to Canterlot as a whole, "Let me show you the wonders of the night and make you laugh till Celestia's sun rises again!"

To Shadow's surprise he saw that Swift actually blushed and tilted her helmet down as passers by watched with growing amusement, "Oh of course Crystal, how could I turn down such an offer. Now if you could please just come this way and we will make sure you get home safely."

To Shadow’s relief Crystal agreed but not before hooking his fore hooves over the shoulders of both swift and himself. The pair then half carried, half led him back to his lodgings. Tipsy Joe was rarely any trouble but you could never tell once anypony got a few drinks in them and in his state Joe was vulnerable anyway.

With a promise to come and check on Crystal the next morning they bid ‘Tipsy Joe’ a good night. Shadow quickly made to resume their patrol only to find that Swift was still at Crystal’s door, a pensive expression on her face, “You know what? I really am going to come back tomorrow and check on him, just to make sure he’s alright.”

“It’s your call Swift,” Shadow replied.

The rest of the shift Swift was uncommonly quiet and Shadow, although grateful for the respite, began to feel a little worried for her. Shaking off his unease he kept his head down and tried to think positive thoughts about his upcoming date with Applejack.

"Calm down Shadow or you’ll total this ride too," Night Dew said in an alarmed manner.

Shadow just couldn’t help it, his thoughts were chasing themselves around his head, “Sorry Dew I feel like a bag full of snakes right now.” Forcing a smile onto his face he tried to steady his breathing, “I’m feeling a little light headed to be honest, I don’t know which is causing it more, the excitement or nerves.”

Dew laughed, “I think it’s the fact you’re nearly hyperventilating.”

“Would have been worse if Swift was here, for a while there I feared Sgt was going to leave me tethered to her for this run,” Shadow added and Dew smiled in return.

They flew on in silence for a while before Dew piped up again, “You know I think Luna may have caught wind of this little plan of your’s Shadow.”

Surprised, Shadow gave Dew a questioning glance and she simply waved at the sky above. Following her gaze Shadow saw that the stars were indeed in top form tonight, there wasn’t a cloud in the heavens and the waning moon had a certain ethereal quality to it.

“You think she did all this just for my date with Applejack?” Shadow marveled before snorting, “I doubt she would even know about it, let alone take the time just for me.”

“It wouldn’t surprise me Shadow,” Dew said with confidence and he had a sudden suspicion.

“You didn’t tell her did you? Does everypony know that I….” He began only for Dew to laugh heartily.

“Of course I didn’t but you saw the look in Night Blade’s eyes the other day, he knows Luna is a romantic at heart,” Dew replied with a confident grin, “Either way Ponyville is on the horizon.”

Shadow felt the small progress he’d made towards the shores of calm wash away in a flood of jitters. What if she stands me up? No don’t be stupid, Applejack is the bearer of the Element of Honesty she’d tell you straight. But what if she’s changed her mind but the message got waylaid somehow? I….

“And here we are,” Dew called out and Shadow bounced back to the real world. There, down below, was the little farmhouse he’d left only weeks before, the orchards stretching out in every direction and the barn he’d stayed in.

Shadow found himself frozen in place and it was only a nudge from Dew that let them begin their descent. They touched down just beyond the main building and Shadow suddenly found he couldn’t recall how to untether himself.

“She’s not going to wait all night you know,” Dew added helpfully and Shadow finally found himself standing before the front door and knocking, not actually able to recall any of the gaps in between.

Just when Shadow thought his nerves were going to fail him completely the door opened and Big Mac gave him an unimpressed look. Out of ingrained habit Shadow Guard saluted before catching himself, "Ehm, evening Big Mac, is Applejack home?"

Big Mac glanced over his shoulder and indicated that Applejack was indeed in and waiting for him, "A.J you're ride is here”, Big Mac announced and Shadow felt his mouth drop open.

Applejack advanced confidently and Shadow saw that she had her mane and tail all plaited and tied with red ribbons. In addition to her normal hat Applejack also wore cherry red neck bandana with tiny apples adorning it and Shadow felt every other thought fly out of his head.

They stood there for a moment before Applejack’s raised eyebrow spurred Shadow into action, "My lady, if you would be so good as to follow me. Your chariot awaits." To Shadow's relief this came out as he planned despite his anxiety.

Applejack’s face fell, "A chariot ride? Are ya sure Shadow, the last one didn't end up so well if I recall right."

Shadow drew on reserves he didn't know he had before smiling all the wider, "I saw this as a chance to make up for the last one and show you what a proper ride with the Night Guard should be like."

For one horrible moment Shadow thought Applejack would still change her mind, but after what felt like an eternity she put out her hoof and allowed him to lead her out of the front door.

"Be sure ter have her back well before sun up, or your wings will be used for compost,” Granny’s warning call came down the stairs.

"Of course Mrs Smith, I will make sure your daughter has the best treatment and is back in time for bed." Shadow called with a sheepish smile to Applejack who to his relief smiled back.

"Y’all better do," Came the muttered response but Shadow only half heard it. When Applejack smiled his view shrank to her face.

They were only half way down the steps when Applebloom came rushing out and tackled Applejack, "Have a great time and be sure to tell us all about it when yer get back!"

"Of course sugar cube, but if yer don't lemme go I can't do that now can I?" Applejack said gently patting her on the head. Applebloom nodded before joining Big Mac in the doorway.

Shadow waited as Applejack gave a them a final wave goodbye before ushering her to the awaiting chariot. He made to help Applejack into position but paused when she gave him a warning look. The jitters returned with a vengeance and Shadow quickly looked to Dew for help.

"We’re under strict orders to treat you as we would Luna herself Mam,“ Dew said quickly.

“And does she need help to get into one of these things?” Applejack asked with a frown.

“No, but it’s a sign of respect and high regard for us to offer,” Dew explained and Shadow felt his stomach drop. “That being the case, you could order us to do things differently?” Dew suggested and Shadow looked hopefully into Applejack’s eyes.

Applejack stopped, “I..I reckon…we could do without all the bowin and fussin...”

Shadow cast his mind about desperately and a flash of inspiration struck him, “Lady Applejack, would you do me the honor helping me take Dew on a chariot ride?””

Both mares froze for a moment before Applejack’s frown grew into a healthy smile, “Why I’d be honored ter help yer out Mr Shadow.” She treated him to a bow in return and with the minimal amount of ceremony Night Dew and Applejack swapped places.

Applejack felt her heart race, her muscles work and the thrill of exertion coursing through her veins. All the fears of flying again melted away and she took the chance to properly enjoy herself. She felt alive and free despite being tethered and as she spared the quick glance over to Shadow beside her Applejack felt more than just a sense of owing him something now.

She’d accepted his offer more out of a sense of requirement after all Shadow had done to save the memorial tree, but seeing him changing an obviously well planned night just for her? That was moving in ways Applejack wasn’t used too.

She would be thrice cursed before she’d let anypony coddle her around like some sort of delicate ornament, all that nonsense about bowing and scraping and being treated like some sort of gift from the heavens above wasn’t for her. It smacked of insincere hero worship to Applejack.

Despite all this, she did feel special now. A little glow of embers ignited in her heart. Although Shadow had been shaking like a leaf before, Applejack now saw the enthusiastic way he pulled alongside her, not trying to out do or her or hold back but just enough to keep pace.

Far too many stallions in the past had been out to prove something, to ‘tame’ her or ‘out do’ Applejack to prove some point or other. To her immense joy Shadow wasn’t attempting either, he just galloped beside her. He wanted to be with her, and was willing to give and take to do so.

“It might take a little longer than planned to get there this way,” Shadow admitted, “But there’s no rush.” Instead of looking at her with besotted inaction Applejack saw him as a real stallion now doing his part and doing it for her.

Far more impressive than some big showy bit of theater that would only embarrass Applejack, he was willing to do the nitty gritty stuff when asked to, that was worth more to her than a thousand breathtaking chariot rides through the sky. Plus she got to keep her hooves on the ground which mattered more than she cared to admit.

They took their journey around the various paths and byways of the orchards, sometimes even doubling back on themselves. Applejack was just starting to think that Shadow had gotten lost and confused in all the excitement when he suddenly veered of to one side and took the chariot off road.

A little alarmed, but willing to play along, Applejack felt the soft grass underhoof and now saw they were making a deliberate line towards the local river. Her worry only grew as the water came ever closer. She cast a concerned look to at Shadow, was he trying to drown them?

“Er Shadow, the…” Applejack began when she saw the bunching of his muscles, he was planning to leap the river! She looked back to Night Dew and saw she wore the same expression mirrored on Dew’s own face, clearly she hadn’t been in on this sudden development either.

"Shadow I don’t reckon…” Applejack began before he spread his wings and took on a determined look. “Oh nelly!” Applejack cried and, with little else for it, pushed off with her own legs.

The ground dropped away and Applejack felt gravity fighting her as they sailed through the air. It was like the longest show jump hurdle she’d ever done. Daring to look down Applejack saw the waters rushing below and all the time feared she would plummet into them and be swept away in a tangled mess.

Closing her eyes she felt them reach the peak of their arc and the whole chariot dipped forward. Any second now Applejack expected to feel the water splashing up and swallowing her whole, but the heady feel of solid earth under her hooves banished the tension in an instant.

Pulling forward she opened her eyes and only now dared look back. They’d cleared the river, if only just. She saw Night Dew braced against the sides of the chariot, her own wings still beating furiously.

Applejack slowed to a cantor, a trot and then finally came to a standstill as she reigned in her beating heart. “Shadow, you…” She began but felt the euphoria pumping its way through her head.

Looking to Shadow she saw in his face a similar feeling and the angry retort she was forming melted away as he grinned back at her. “Thought we’d finish with something a little more exciting, the river looks a lot wider from down here,” He added between panting breaths.

“Well warn me next time huh?” Applejack said without any real malice.

“And spoil the surprise?” Shadow chuckled back.

He waved a hoof and Applejack saw there, just in the bend of the river a small picnic set displayed under the stars. Oh dear… there were even candles. Shadow quickly unbuckled his harness and paused with a questioning look and Applejack let out a little laugh, “Oh okay, the rear straps are always a pain.” She let him aid her to unfasten and they shared a tiny smile as he escorted her to the awaiting spread. They were quickly followed by Night Dew who gave Shadow a reprimanding shake of the head.

Applejack’s smile wavered as she saw the food on display. A collection of very odd and outlandish dishes were set out and she felt her stomach squirm.

“As you were so good as to show me some of your wonderful cooking I thought it was only right that I shared some of bat pony normal um, delicacies,” Shadow said with a sudden return of his nervousness.

"Er you cooked this yerself right?" Applejack asked, carefully picking up and sniffing what looked to be a collection of roots.

“Most of it, some of it is in its natural state as it were," Shadow said and Applejack cautiously took a bite. It certainly had a strong flavour but Applejack just couldn’t put into words what that flavor exactly was. It was earthy, but with a slight hint of…. “It’s um, different,” She finished after swallowing.

Shadow Guard smiled in a guilty manner, “It’s terrible isn’t it?”

Applejack laughed, "I reckon y’all have done a grand job with what yer had to work with," She replied taking another hesitant bite. The aftertaste lurked in the back of the mouth and it seemed the only way to delay its return was to take yet another bite. But Shadow had made the effort and after her derailing of his romantic flight through the stars Applejack thought it best to do a little giving in return.

“Well it’s more for ‘keeping you going’ rather than flavour. Not much grows in the caves back home,” Shadow explained with a smile.

“That it does, practical and not too showy,” Applejack added with only the tiniest grimace. She looked at the assorted mushrooms, roots and molds with apprehension before picking up the most innocent looking mushroom she could find.

To her surprise its flavour wasn’t all that bad and kind of complimented the aftertaste of the roots. With a little tweaking it could even make a palatable meal. She looked up at Shadow and found herself thinking of him upon similar lines. For the first time that night she looked at him as a potential option.

She’d be naive in the extreme to think the perfect stallion would fall from the sky, heavens knew she herself had enough rough edges to go around. When she got down to it what did she really want? She’d been so caught up with the farm, fulfilling her responsibilities to the family who depended on her that she had seldom left much room for herself.

To her surprise Applejack's head came to her aid this time. You planted seeds even though you weren't certain they’d grow. You hoped they would of course, you took care of them and watered them in that hope. Were love and similar feelings so different from that?

From what Applejack could tell Shadow seemed to be ‘a good seed’ and with some love and care to knock off a few rough edges could grow to be a mighty fine husband. He was a member of the Royal Night Guard no less. Sometimes you just have to jump and hope you clear the gap I guess.

With a smile that showed she’d come to a conclusion that she liked, Applejack lent forward and kissed Shadow Guard. His eyes went wide before he closed them and returned the kiss with vigor. It was brief but heartfelt and all the more special for that.

"I..." Shadow replied once they broke apart. Applejack felt right, she felt happy as many of the uncertainties from the last few days melted away. It was a start at least.

Applejack watched from her bedroom window as Shadow and Dew flew away into the night. It had certainly been a better experience than she’d expected. She looked down at the simple pressed flower Shadow had given her when they parted:

“It’s a 'White Star' given to me by my parents when I left for Canterlot. It only blossoms in the moonlight and grows in very dark conditions.” She regarded the flower and held it up to the moonlight where its pale white blossom shimmered with an unearthly luminance.

She thought back to the endless stream of questions Applebloom had asked and smiled happily. It had been a good night, even with all the tense moments Applejack had enjoyed spending time with Shadow.

She looked back up just as the chariot disappeared from view and let out a contented sigh, “Well A.J stranger things have happened in this here world of ours.” Applejack busied herself in unplaiting her mane, all the time looking at the simple flower on her covers. “Pretty and precious things grow in the most unlikely of places,” She said to herself before placing the white star on her bedstand, wrapped herself up in her covers and finally turned in for the night.

Far above, peeking down through the clouds Luna smiled happily, all in all not a bad night at all. Congratulating herself on a job well done, she spread her wings and sailed off towards Canterlot. Despite all my worries and troubles I can made sure this evening at least is one of peace and joy. She owed Applejack and the other Element Bearers that much in thanks for all they’d done for her.

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Luna yawned widely as she touched down on the palace balcony, made for just such an entrance. Shaking the sleepiness from her wearied eyes she trotted through the rooms of the castle, past the tapestries and beautiful furniture headed for her personal chambers. She nodded to the guards on watch who saluted her as she passed and she mulled over all that had happened that night.

Reaching the royal apartments Luna heard that Celestia was stirring in her room and with a careful nudge Luna poked her muzzle in through the slight crack in the doorway. The room beyond was shadowed, the curtains still drawn and Luna had to stifle a little giggle. Celestia was still sound asleep her mane, normally flowing and glittering, was sprawled out around her. The large bed was almost lost under the sea of multi-coloured strands.

Lying on her side, muzzle just tucked under the blankets she looked so peaceful that it made Luna smile. Edging forward Luna made to whisper a tender morning but stopped as she caught sight of the assembled items on Celestia’s bedside table.

In a room bedecked with masterful paintings, rich decorations depicting the sun and clouds Luna spied what Celestia kept closest to her when she slept. A simple picture of a far younger Celestia and Luna before things had gone wrong between them all those years ago. Just beside it was the little star and moon pendant Luna had gifted Celestia as a two thousand years birthday present. She still loves me so much, even after all that I’ve done.

Luna made to investigated further but just at that moment Celestia stirred and let out a gentle, "Mumphmpm." Luna paused, just watching Celestia as she turned over with a ruffle of covers. Her mane became even more interwoven with the bedding and Luna couldn’t help but smile, it seemed some things never changed.

Luna whispered a very tired, "Good morning sister," before backing out quietly. Another "Mumphmpm," came in reply and Celestia waved a hoof vaguely in the air in acknowledgement. Upon reaching her own door Luna noted the crescent moon symbol upon the dark wooden surface which resembled her own cutie mark and let out a deep sigh. Celestia had kept Luna's room the same for all the years she was gone.

Luna's own room was the night time mirror of Celestia's. Examples of the day's end covered the walls. The moon and stars mixed with the wispy grey clouds that seemed to flow over a deep blue sky even as Luna watched. Easing the tension in her shoulders and wings Luna trotted about the apartment and made sure all the heavy curtains and richly decorated shutters were closed. The last thing she wanted as she drifted off was for a stray sunbeam from the rising sun to disturb her.

Her checks completed Luna finally turned her attention to the bed itself and her breath caught in her throat. There, with a tiny pink bow adorning it, Luna saw a small cloud cake with a hoof written note attached. “Welcome back and sleep well, ‘Tia’”. It had been something Celestia had used to do before….Luna forced herself to think of better times and with little embarrassment wolfed down the treat in a few bites, letting the sweet flavour and tingling sensation warm her.

Without even taking the time to kick off her shoes, but making sure her crown was safely out of the way Luna let herself flop bodily into her bed. The soft covers and spongy mattress seemed to welcome her like an old friend and she snuggled down before resting her head on the richly sequined pillows.

Yes it had been a good night, she’d managed all her duties and even made it just that little bit extra special for Applejack. The satisfaction of a job well done should have soothed Luna; she was back, creating her nights again and yet…. Tossing and turning for several minutes Luna finally gave up and stared at the ceiling. She traced the constellations worked in golden paint as she’d done thousands of times before.

It had only been a few of days since her welcome back party along with the ensuring humiliation and pain that had followed it. The way her subjects had cowered away from Luna’s anger had been too similar to the way they looked at her when… Rolling over and thumping the pillows for good measure Luna tried to dismiss the ranting of that drunken pony, but found that the hurt and recrimination just wouldn’t fade.

Letting her face bury itself in the now thoroughly subdued pillow Luna let out the little scream she’d been burying. It was the tiredness making her think like this, things were always worse just before she tried to sleep. Her mind was free to wander and inevitably slunk back to past hurts as the distractions of duty and responsibility faded.

Even as she tried to block out the press of her thoughts Luna heard Celestia humming to herself outside in the corridor and felt her frustrations rise. The sound would normally be pleasant but right now it annoyed Luna and that made her angry. She became angry at herself for being angry at such a small thing and so by the time Celestia knocked gently on her door Luna had hidden her head under a pillow.

"Morning Luna, have a good night?" Celestia asked quietly and all Luna could manage in reply was "Comphpmhm." A tangled moment later Luna rolled over, bringing the pillow with her so that it still covered her face.

Luna listened as Celestia’s soft hoofsteps approached and chided herself for being foolish. The cycle of their lives meant they didn't get all that much time together as it was and here she was hiding from Celestia.

"Still upset about the party huh? I would be too." Celestia’s voice was full of concern and Luna felt her sit down slowly besides her.

Luna felt silly, obsessing over what one inebriated stallion had said. All Luna wanted to do was scream at the top of her lungs, she wanted to bellow to the world that it was her fault not theirs but instead had to settle for a frustrated snort that earned a chuckle from Celestia.

"Luna you have made some wonderful friends since your return. That was just one silly drunken colt that's all and not even close to how most right thinking ponies see you. Remember little Pipsqueak huh?”

Luna smiled as she recalled the little foal with fondness as Celestia continued, “Don’t forget the element bearers and now pretty much all of Ponyville has seen the true you." Luna felt Celestia’s wing spread out and gently lift the pillow covering Luna’s face, “I had some very definite words with Blueblood,” Celestia continued, “I told him in no small measure to be more careful about whom he brings to social events.”

Luna thought back to their troublesome ‘nephew’. He wasn’t actually their nephew of course, but an obligation, a promise made to his ancestors that now seemed oh so long ago had led to Celestia being responsible for Blueblood and now Luna was back he was her problem too. What had become of the royal line if fop like him was considered a prince?

She’d long since given up trying to help her nephew behave himself and so stuck to damage limitation instead. Free will was a blessing and a curse sometimes. But Prince Blueblood did push the limits of what was tolerated on a daily basis. Sometimes Luna just wanted to force him to behave, use her considerable powers to….No that sort of thinking had lead Luna down the wrong path before.

Luna finally allowed Celestia’s wing to lift the pillow enough to see her eyes, "I’m sorry Tia, sometimes it just feels like all my efforts are for nothing.” Luna was dancing around the issue and was even more angry at herself for it. It’s not about me.

"Luna, Luna it’s okay, I understand. Don't beat yourself up abo......" Celestia began but Luna decided she couldn’t listen to another ‘it’s all okay’ sermon from Tia right now. She shrugged off the wing and finally pushed herself upright. Luna tried to keep her face composed, but the tears welled up, unbidden in her eyes before she finally summoned the courage to talk about what was really eating her up inside.

"No Celestia, it’s not alright. I know what I did but that's not what's troubling me now. I served my time on the moon for what I did, I paid my debts," Luna was doing her best, but the guilt was like a jagged ball of hurt lurking in the back of her throat.

"Then tell me Luna, what’s is wrong? I promise I will do all I can to help," Celestia assured.

"They are my fault and they are still suffering for what I did. That stupid colt at the party is just the surface of it. Equestria can be angry, scared of or even hate me for what I did to you and the celestial cycle. But that's my fault and I am making up for it. I deserve far worse.”

Luna closed her eyes, she couldn't bare to look at Celestia as she finally said what the matter was. Thoughts of being banished back to the moon crossed her mind or at very least losing the approval of her big sister she had worked so hard to regain. But she knew how bad things could get if she let feelings like this stew and fester. I will not make that mistake again.

"They are entirely my fault, I... when I....." The tears were back in Luna's eyes but she drove on anyway. Celestia needed to know her side of things and Luna needed to trust her older sister. Celestia had trusted Luna and given her a second chance it was only right that the Princess of the Night now reciprocated. Summoning up her courage Luna even managed to look Celestia in the eye as she explained what was tearing at her soul.

Pushing past the sobs that threatened to block her attempt Luna finally blurted it out in a rush, "When I fell into darkness I took some ponies with me Celestia, I took good ponies that were loyal to me, and in my twisted state I twisted them too. I turned them into tools for my anger and hate. The changes I made to them have never been undone."

”Ah...them,” Celestia said quietly, the light of comprehension dawning in her eyes and Luna braced herself for the worst. It was bad enough she’d become a tyrant, a mad evil that needed to be stopped, but what she’d done to those poor ponies….

"Oh Luna, I know all of it already,” Celestia replied and Luna felt the shock of that revelation. “You think it was all your fault? I should have been less of a proud, inconsiderate mare. I couldn’t see beyond my delusions of grandeur and that has cost us both.”

Luna just couldn’t believe it, “You know about the dark magic I used to make them? How I poured a tiny drop of the anger I felt into them and drove them mad?”

“Not all of them Luna, not all of them,” Celestia tried to lessen the blow but Luna brushed it aside.

“I don’t even remember how many died!” Luna wailed, “How can I make up such a thing? A thousand years in the moon hasn’t fixed them!”

“Enough Luna. Yes I know about all of them, I even know about the few that fled to warn me about what had occurred after they had been changed,” Celestia’s face had become stern. “Yes I know….”

Luna just stared at Celestia not believing what she was hearing. A shadow passed over Celestia’s kind features before her smile returned, “Their descendants still live in Equestria and beyond. They have inherited that same cursing: The negasi are just one of the family lines that have resulted. I know they were to be your spies, your hunters in the night and all that you did to them.”

Luna felt as if her heart would break as Celestia looked at her with pity, “I know about the lithi who were once earth ponies and the dark unicorns, I know it all Luna and I still forgive you.”

“How can you?” Luna asked dumbfounded.

“I picked up the pieces Luna, I know it all and you don’t have to beat yourself up about it any more.” Luna cried openly into her sister's shoulder now and Celestia used her fore legs along with her wings to embrace Luna. She let her cry running tears onto her shoulder until her coat was soaked and her feathers began to wilt.

"Luna, when a loved piece of china is smashed it will never quite be the same again, even after all you do to fix it and the pony responsible has paid for a new one. Do you know what I did with those broken pieces?” Luna shook her head, her face still buried in Celestia’s shoulder, “I used them to make a fresh piece. Filling the gaps with new purpose, stronger than before.”

Luna’s eyes weren’t streaming now but a few more sobs escaped as Celestia concluded her council, “lt stings you every time one of the night ponies are mistreated these days. They are in no way to blame for their state. Even when all is forgiven there are still consequences, I did all I could to make them positive ones. The night ponies now stand as a warning to all of how important love and friendship are and this is a testament of their redeeming qualities."

Luna looked up to her sister's loving eyes and saw she was smiling again, she saw an expression of hope once more. "You really think so?"

"I do Luna, we can still show Equestria that good can come of almost any tragic event. Now you should sleep, you always get more easily upset when you’re overtired. You have been working so hard and I know I certainly get cranky when I'm worn out." Celestia gave Luna a kiss on the forehead.

"Love you Tia," Luna said as she began to drift off to the land of dreams.

"Love you too ‘Lulu’, sleep well." Celestia replied. "Let me help carry this one as I should have done all those years ago,” Luna peeked out and saw Celestia looking at herself in the mirror just outside, “But first I need to fight this battle,”

With a wink to Luna, Celestia conjured several brushes and began to attack her wild mane. She grinned back at Luna through the mirror and finally Luna felt the ache lessen. “If I can tame these unruly strands then we….” Celestia added as she tugged at her mane, “Then we can fix anything.”

A weary Clear Frost stumbled into the inn called the ‘Tipsy Mare’. It was his usual watering hole and he needed a drink after what he had been through that day. Having to make a formal apology to all those ponies he’d originally been trying to impress had been a humiliating experience.. His days as a social climber were over.

Looking about the dingy cellar Frost thought it was a very appropriate setting for his return to anonymity, back to the bottom of the pile where even the gutters were higher up than he was. It may not be pretty but you certainly avoided all the big sharks down here.

"Frosty? Welcome back, long time no see," The barkeeper said in an even tone, as Clear waved sheepishly. "Want the normal?" The dark brown unicorn asked Clear Frost in his usual deadpan way. ‘Sweet Nectar’ had been running the ‘Tipsy Mare’ since before Frost had discovered it. Level headed and always ready to lend a sympathetic ear ‘Sweets’ may just have been the closest thing Frost had left to a friend.

"Yeah Sweets," Clear Frost added as he sat on one of the bar stools and let out a huge sigh, “All those angry faces, the look in Luna’s eyes, it was horrible Sweets.”

“That rough huh?” Sweet added, placing a generously sized drink before Frost.

"I don't even know why I said it, that's the worst part. I have nothing against Luna or her Night Guard," Frost bemoaned and Sweet dutifully nodded in comradeship. “No, that’s not it. I do know why I said those things. I spent too much time listening to fake friends, those who were just along for the ride, ‘yes-ponies’ all of us, ” Frost’s face fell, “Just like I was being…”

“Well sometimes the ‘upper-crust’ aren’t so ‘upper’ and are far more ‘crusty’,” Sweet added in support.

“Amen to that Sweet’s,” Frost tilted the flagon before pausing, "I'm well out of it Sweets, I'll stick to the life I know and love from now on." He thought back to Swift’s ‘advice’ and saw just how prophetic it had turned out to be, “You know that Blueblood and his cronies just let me take all the rap, they were the first ponies to point hooves at me and blame me for the whole sorry thing…”

"Well isn’t that odd,” Sweet said as he polished a glass. “Some of those new friends came by looking for you the other night. They said they wanted to talk with you.”

Frost’s ears drooped but to his surprise Sweet brightened his day, “I didn’t like the look of em so they didn’t get anything from me, I told em I’d never heard of you.”

"Thanks Sweets, you’re a true prince among stallions," Feeling better about things Frost raised his tankard to Sweet Nectar, “To real friends!”

Frost paused again, looking at the second cause of his woes and after a few seconds indecision lowered the tankard, “Thanks Sweets, but I think I’ll give it a break tonight.” Frost quickly tossed a few bits onto the counter, “That should more than cover it and next time I’m in you can treat me to some of the other less potent options.”

Turning to go Frost was already at the foot of the stairs when Sweet called out, "Well you always know where to find us Frost, have a safe journey home." He even had a companionable smile and Sweet didn't often smile. Frost took it as good sign.

Frost left the warm inn and began trotting home. Night had fallen proper by the time he left the Tipsy Mare and he was looking forward to his warm bed. As he made his weaving way, Clear Frost failed to see the three shadowy figures detach themselves from an alleyway as he passed and begin to follow him. Humming to himself, Frost felt more hopeful than he had for weeks, maybe he could even make a new sculpture? One of Princess Luna to really show he was sorry?

Seeing how the high and mighty lived had been so tempting, but it came with a sting attached it seemed. No, he would stick with what he was good at. Frosty was almost back home when the uneasy feeling began.

Looking over his shoulder Frost saw pony-shaped shadows following him. They were doing a reasonable job of keeping out of the light, not an astounding feat with so many of the street lamps out in this part of the city. They were far enough away to not be threatening but just close enough to unsettle him. When Clear Frost turned right around to face his stalkers a voice he knew called out.

"Evening Frosty, where' you been the last few days?" That was Buster's voice and upon hearing it Clear Frost's heart sank into his hooves. The three ponies advanced into the lone light in a suddenly very dark, deserted street and Frost swallowed nervously as they all grinned at him. Buster was a cream earth stallion, with a green mane and eyes. His cutie mark was a hammer breaking a nut and there was a small scar on his right cheek.

Buster had a friendly smile on his lips, but his eyes told a very different story. The other two stallions were big and both dark shades of brown. The pair had a lot of muscle on them and were heavy work ponies by the looks of them. The cutie marks of a large weight on one and a sack full of bricks on the flank of the other supported Frost’s initial assessment.

"Oh yeh, er hi Buster, yeah I served a little time making up for the party incident, but I’m out and about now," Clear Frost replied in a strained voice that failed to hide his nerves.

"Yeah we heard all about that 'Little Whitey'," This came from 'Weighty' in a tone that showed he was clearly enjoying Frost’s unease.

"That's right, shame on you for upsetting the guard's after all that effort we made to get you in the party too. Terrible you got thrown out," agreed 'Sack Flank'.

The two looked very much alike now that Clear Frost could see them in the light. They were probably brothers. They kept coming closer walking around and behind him so that one was always out of his view. Buster just stood a little way off, a nasty smile on his muzzle.

"Yeah it wasn't nice how they treated you after all our hard work. We wanted to tell you how sorry we were about needing you to take the fall and how we wanted to make it up to you," Buster informed Frosty with an unpleasant glint in his eye.

"Oh you didn't have to do that you guys, I kinda brought it on myself. I'd had a bit too much to drink and all that," Frost was relieved. He didn't know why he had been so worried they had just come to make peace.

Buster went on, "We insist Little Whitey. We gonna make it up to you. Plus there are some other ponies yer need to meet."

Little warning bells were going off in Frost's head now, but he couldn't put his hoof on why. There was something about the way they were acting that practically shouted they meant him no good. To Clear Frost's dismay his hopes of just stepping out of this group of 'friends' was looking slimmer by the moment.

"Ah well if you insist, I’m always up for meeting new ponies," Don't seem to have a choice, Frost thought to himself as they lead him in the opposite direction of his home and warm bed that he dearly missed now. Buster's grin grew wider as they trotted along.

"That's the spirit, after what you said at Luna's welcome back shindig there are some ponies who would very much like to talk to you about it," 'Weighty' said from behind Clear Frost.

“Um really? I don’t have to apologise to them as well do I?” Frost asked and felt his hopes of a carefree night of sculpting vanish behind him along with the street’s remaining light.

Completely unnoticed by any the four stallions below, Night Blade watched the group trot away. He easily kept track of them from his vantage point on a nearby rooftop. His gut had told him to keep an eye on Clear Frost and now he was glad that he had. Something was definitely ahoof. Spreading his wings he silently hopped from the rooftop and glided like a phantom easily kept pace with the ponies below as they headed into the night.

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Night Blade followed the group silently for about fifteen minutes before they finally came to a stop. It was in a high class district of Canterlot and surprised Blade, they didn’t seem the type to be mixing with the high and mighty ponies of Equestria. Still here they were, the band of four stallions had found their way to the service pony's entrance of a gentlepony's club called 'The Stallion's Rest'.

His mind abuzz, Blade settled down on a nearby rooftop and put the sensative ears life had given him to good use. Tuning out the other sounds of the night, Blade soon picked out the heavy knocks and peered into the alley below with keen interest.

"Oh it's you three, found your friend I notice," It was typical of the high society accents found in the capital, all nasal and condescending.

"This is the stallion that was shooting his mouth off at the party a few days ago. We said we could help him get back in the good books of ponies what matter," Buster informed the door keeper.

Blade could hear Frost’s heartbeat quicken, see the nervous way he pawed at the ground and almost felt sorry for him. A taste of the high life was all Frost had been looking for, not clandestine meetings at the back of social clubs with burly ponies who could floor him with one buck to the chest.

After a tense moment the pony behind the door seemed to reach a conclusion. "Indeed, bring him in."

Night Blade waited until the four ponies had entered the club before acting. With deft and skilful movements that age hadn't dulled, he touched down lightly on the roof of the Stallion's Rest. Still making no sound, Blade crept along and so stealthy that he past a nearby nest without waking a sleeping black bird within.

Pressing his ear against the tiles Blade listened intently. It was distorted but he could pick out the target voices among the background sound of chatter. At a guess there could be no more than ten ponies in the building at this late hour.

"....he's a what?" This was a new voice that Night Blade hadn't heard before. This one carried the same refinement of the door pony, only it dripped with smothering layers of self importance.

"They said he is a sculptor who does commissions for the palace and other important events. He could be what we are looking for ‘Sir’." Ah door pony again, Night Blade nodded to himself.

"I see. But does he have enough access? The guards will be keeping a closer eye on him in the future surely?" Was the doubtful reply. There was a pregnant pause before ‘Sir’ spoke again, "Oh very well we can work around that. Bring him here I want a good look at him before we go any further."

"As you say sir," 'Door’ responded and Blade could almost imagine him bowing to this ‘Sir’ character before shuffling off to get Frost.

Adjusting his ear against the tiles, Blade caught the sound a door opening, which was quickly followed by hesitant hoof falls. Night Blade shifted his weight to a more comfortable position and so intent was he on what he was hearing that he didn't notice the blackbird had finally discovered this strange pony on its home turf.

"Here he is sir," Door announced and Night Blade thought he could hear Clear Frost trembling from here.

"Oh hello, it's good to meet you Mr?" Frost’s weak greeting filtered through and Blade tensed.

To his disappointment Sir simply asked a question of his own, "So you're the one who caused such a ruckus at the party then? Those were some very disrespectful things you said about Luna and her soldiers."

“Come on, I want a name….” Night Blade mumbled under his breath but who ever Sir was they weren’t the sharing type it seemed.

"I erm yes, I did and I am very sorry about th......" Frost’s explanation was cut off by a harsh laugh.

"Oh my good stallion, there is no need to be shy about it!" Sir announced, "We believe in an open door policy here. We give a listening ear where any pony can speak their mind without reprimand. We firmly believe in free speech and all that. I was congratulating you on seeing what most ponies around here appear to have missed."

"Pardon?" Frost asked, the confusion growing in his voice.

Sir continued in an encouraging way. "You seem to be a stallion that has the right idea about the current situation in Canterlot."

"Sorry what situation?" Frost’s bewilderment was palpable.

"Why the trouble caused by the return of Luna and the upsetting of how things have been run for the last thousand years. Why, the fact that low life ruffians like the Night Guard are being given so much leeway. It’s blatantly obvious they can't be trusted," Night Blade could hear the loathing tone present in Sir's statement and fought the urge to grind his teeth.

Sir continued, "I understand that you were a guest of the Night Princess and her band of miscreants only a little while ago, just for voicing your feelings about Luna. From other reports I hear the Night Guard treat ponies in their 'care’ very badly."

Despite himself, Night Blade bristled at this. Ponies could have their own prejudices and welcome, but what got under his skin was when they tried to force those views onto others or simply assumed everypony thought that way.

Blade reigned in his temper before Frost responded, his own voice now doubtful, "Well they did use some very strange interrogation on me while I was there."

Blade reluctantly admitted that the Night Guard had some unorthodox methods (Swift Star being a case in point) but they never crossed the line. The Night Guard under princess Luna's specific instructions were showing themselves to be a valued and supportive part of law enforcement. Night Blade came down very heavily on any soldier that was caught acting out of order.

"There, you've experienced what I mean first hoof," Sir said with relish and Blade could practically ‘hear’ the devilish grin on his muzzle, "So we have a small proposition for you, one that could be very lucrative. Also once things are back to the correct way of being run we would be able to help you further in return."

Night Blade felt his eyes grow wide, yet despite his surprise he kept his body still and his ear pressed against the rough tiles. His gut had been right, there was something rotten here that needed to be uncovered. He’d guessed there was some unrest but to think…..

Blade felt the plucking of his tail hairs and had to stifle a yelp. Spinning around he saw a small blackbird with an innocent look in its eyes. It had several strands from Blade’s tail in its beak. With a hiss of anger, Blade attempted to shoo the thief away with a hoof before the incensed blackbird leaped up and flapped its wings at him in irritation.

Missing all of what was said below, the brief scuffle between equine and avian only ended once Night Blade had to put some distance between him and the bird's nest. Snorting in annoyance Night Blade began to listen in once again.

"........ike you to think about it my white coated friend. It could be of great advantage to you." Sir appeared to be finishing up and Night Blade cursed the poor timing of the interruption.

Clear Frost's voice had taken on a very thoughtful tone as he replied, "I can see what you mean and you can assure me that no pony will be hurt right?"

"Of course, that's the last thing anypony wants," Sir added smoothly, "I'll admit it's a little dangerous so we will throw in a few more bits for your trouble. We will be indebted to you and we always pay our debts. I'll give you some time to think things over, but don't take too long my friend." The mysterious stallion finished.

Oh bat droppings and fungus hooves, it looked like Night Blade had missed something vital. Muttering a few words he wouldn't repeat in polite company, Night Blade pressed his ear harder against the roof while keeping a wary eye on the bird's nest. The blackbird stared smugly back at him (A very hard expression to pull off with only a beak, but this bird managed it) still clutching its new nesting material.

"Very good, my butler will see you out. Thank you for lending me an ear on this and I hope that you will see the wisdom of helping us," Sir added before evidently letting Clear Frost depart.

There were further sounds of hoofsteps and then the final thump of a closing door. After a few moments there was some background chatter that Night Blade couldn't make out followed by the sound of the door opening once again.

"Are you sure this is wise Sir? I mean he didn't seem the reliable type and I don't think his heart is really in it. Plus as you said the guards will already be suspicious of him won’t they?" Door’s worried voice could be heard.

Sir replied with relish dripping from every syllable, "That is the whole point. One must use disposable assets in their proper way and when he has served his purpose we will need a fall pony." This was given with a mirthless chuckle that turned even Night Blade's seasoned heart to ice. A pony that thought like that was capable of anything in his opinion.

"But surely that will lead the investigations right back here if this Clear Frost talks?" Door asked with genuine concern.

This just spawned another uncaring laugh from 'Sir'. "Now you begin to understand, I feel this little hovel will outlive its usefulness soon as well. Besides it's best to lead the soldiers on a merry dance chasing leads that go nowhere and should things not work out as we planned then we will be long gone. If the watch come sniffing around here it will ruffle even more feathers, the resulting unrest will all help our cause in the end."

"I see sir," Door’ replied, the awe evident in his voice.

Night Blade waited for a little longer but the talk had moved on to other less important things. Judging that no more was going to be gained here, he moved like a wraith across the roof and, after sparing one final glare for the blackbird, spread his wings and took off into the sky. Despite all he’d heard Blade knew he would need more proof before he could bring anything solid against anypony. Fortunately he had just the stallion in mind.

Clear Frost felt utterly lost. He had to admit that the offer was very appealing. Maybe he’d been far too ready to call it all quits? He held no real enmity to Luna or the Night Guard but that was a lot of bits, oh the things he could do with that kind of money. The thoughts kept bouncing around in his head and his resolve to get out while he could was crumbling.

Clear Frost had just reached his own front door for what he hoped was the final time that night when there was a tap on his shoulder. Startled, he spun around only to find there was nopony there. Confused, Frost looked back to his door and saw a pair of slitted turquoise eyes regarding him coldly. Yelping, he jumped back and lost his footing on the front step and fell painfully onto his rump. Sergeant Night Blade was hanging upside down from the roof above and grinning like a cat who’s just found a lame mouse.

"Ah Mr Frost, I think we have found the best way for you to fulfil your community service," One moment Blade was before him, the next he was beside Frost and placing a companionable wing over his shoulders, “I think it would be best if you were to follow me.”

“I er, it’s very late and I could do with….” Frost began only for Blade’s mouth to stretch into a grin that showed off all his sharp teeth.

“I insist Mr Frost. It will be for your own protection that you come with me now,” Blade added as he gave Frost an encouraging push.

“My protection? Against whom?” Frost asked as he got back to his hooves. This night just keeps getting better and better, who’s next? A dragon?

The grin vanished slowly and Blade’s eyes took on a dangerous light, “Right now Mr Frost, you are about two steps away from being arrested for treason. I take my duties to her highness very seriously and should you try to ‘disappear’ or stars forbid, enter into some kind of pact against our beloved Princess of the Night then you will quickly find out just how many of those ‘rumours’ about negasi are infact true.”

Frost gulped, there was a whole lot of things he’d heard about bat ponies and he certainly didn’t want to put even half of them to the test. “I thought you’d see things my way, now come with me and let’s see if we can’t find some way to help each other hmm?

“You know I’m almost expecting little hearts to drift off you and pop,” Swift Star mocked, but Shadow didn’t really hear her. Ignoring her little chuckle he instead drew miniature pictures of Applejack and the farm in his notebook.

"You know that's not a proper use of force materials right? You'll have the book taken out of your pay if you keep that up," Swift added.

When he still didn’t rise to the bait Swift sidled around the desk and before Shadow could stop her had lifted the pad from the table, "Maybe we should slip this into the notes for the next squad briefing? It would certainly help us avoid the perils of farm mares and their potential to distract one from one's duty."

Shadow simply smiled up at her as the universe danced in his heart, "Oh Luna save me from such a fate," She announced to the world in general.

The sound of the main door opening drew Swift's attention away from the hopeless Shadow and to her surprise she saw Clear Frost standing there with a tired look in his eyes along with Night Blade who had a determined look in his own.

"Good evening Sergeant, I see you have Frost with you again. Liked your stay so much you came back for a second?" Swift felt a tiny flash of dark delight as Frost shivered, "What's the news sir? Has this one been finding trouble again?"

Night Blade shook his head, "No this time it seems trouble found him. In fact he's up to his neck in it and we're gonna fish him out, but until then he is our guest once again," Night Blade gave Swift Star a look that told her that she was not to bother Clear Frost this time.

"Clear Frost is an official guest Swift so take him to the sleeping quarters and assign him a bed. The poor stallion has been through a lot tonight and doesn't need any more excitement okay?" Night Blade said before his gaze fell upon Shadow Guard who was still sitting there with a dreamy look in his eyes.

Swift gave him a little shrug, “For once sir I didn’t do it, honest.”

Blade raised a curious eyebrow before his expression hardened again, "Now I must go and speak with Princess Luna, she'll need to know what I have discovered." With that Night Blade, turned and headed out once more, leaving the nervous Clear Frost in the 'tender' care of Swift Star and the vacant Shadow Guard.

The brisk canter to the royal apartments seemed to be longer each time Night Blade made it. It wasn’t that he felt old, just that he always seemed to make this particular journey with ill news. Though there were a number of official channels he was meant to go through to see the princess, Night Blade seldom used any of them.

His was a complicated relationship. Though technically only a Sergeant, Blade knew that his true role in Luna’s service was far more than that: “Eye’s and ears good sir Night Blade,” Luna had said when she’d first called him into her personal study nearly a year ago.

Blade passed several guards on his way down the richly decorated corridors and not one of them challenged him, “We have seen thy considerable talents sir Night Blade and One will see them used to their full potential. If One is to learn One’s place within Equestria again One will need to know far more than One currently does about how Equestria functions.” Blade reached the door to Luna’s study and paused only briefly before knocking smartly on the dark polished wood, “So thou shalt be my eyes and ears.”

After being given permission to enter Night Blade stopped respectfully before Luna’s desk. Most ponies of Equestria didn't realize just how much work went into getting the night sky to look so beautiful each sunset but as Blade looked about the impressive collection of arcane tools and charts filling Luna’s study he thought he caught an inkling of just how much effort his Princess put in.

He quickly bowed before Luna gave him a small smile, "Night Blade, thou knowest thou doth not need such formality with me." Luna snorted with irritation, "I mean: You know me, I don't want all that bowing stuff from the likes of you.”

Night Blade nodded before he arose and saluted instead, "My Princess, there have been some developments that I thought you would like to know about as soon as possible."

“Formal and to the point my knight, do tell,” Luna raised an eyebrow.

"It concerns Clear Frost your Highness,” Blade added and Luna’s smile fell.

"Ah, this is the ruffian with a dirty mouth?" Luna's eyes took on a hard quality of anger and Night Blade was sure he heard the distant rumble of thunder, "What pray tell has the wretch done this time?"

Night Blade was eager to calm his liege's anger, "It is not so much what he has done, but more of what has happened to him," Luna's face turned to one of concern.

Night Blade went on to explain the events he had witnessed and heard that night. Luna listened with a dangerous calm now, it was well known that a number of ponies were not happy with her return.

"I see, well that certainly puts a different face on things. Has Frost told you what they wanted of him or who they were?" Luna asked.

"He only told us that they wanted him to smuggle something into the palace for them. They didn't tell him anything else. The pony he spoke of took great care not to reveal his identity." Night Blade reported, forming a mental picture of Clear Frost's description of the events within the 'Stallion's Rest':

The mysterious pony had been sitting in a large, high backed chair with the firelight behind him. Only a slight glint of his purple eyes was visible in the gloom. The only source of light in the room was the low burning fire place behind the chair 'Sir' had been sitting in. It was what I’d have have done in Sir’s position and wanted to remain anonymous.

“It was all very theatrical your highness, I suspect it was carefully staged for Frost and probably the others there,” A frown grew on Blade’s face, “I am sorry to report that we haven’t made much progress beyond that.”

"Indeed, and you think Clear Frost would help us?" Luna asked.

"Well Clear Frost said he wanted to get onto the right side of the right ponies. I can't think of a better pony than yourself or Celestia," Blade assured Luna. She studied Balde for a while before nodding to herself, "Very well sir Night Blade we will come and talk with him," She motioned a hoof and Blade backed out of the study before holding the door for her. Luna smiled sadly as Night Blade realized he had bowed again despite Luna’s instructions and he gave her an embarrassed grin.

Luna allowed Blade to lead her back through the corridors and into to a side room where Frost had been left after depositing his belongings in the barracks. Clear Frost stared wide eyed at her with a slight tremble in his lip and a terrified look in his eyes.

"Very good sir Night Blade, you and the others may leave now. I wish to talk with Clear Frost by myself." Luna spoke with calm and control, not at all with the angered voice used last time she addressed Clear Frost. Blade quickly ushered his fellow guards outside and with a final nod to Luna closed the door behind them.

As the soldiers made their way out, Luna's eyes never left Frost’s and he had the unpleasant feeling that Luna was ‘weighing’ him, assessing him like some produce for offer on a market stall.

"Good sir Clear Frost. I think we need to talk for a bit. I just want to know more about you, I want to know what kind of pony you really are. The real you and not the deplorable pony you seemed when inebriated," Luna began in a friendly tone though with a slight hint of scolding.

Frost felt his world sink, another room, more questions…. still all I can do is ride it out I guess. He told Princess Luna a bit about himself, his family, what he hoped for and his view on things that had happened over the last few days. She listened attentively and by the end of his explanation Luna was smiling widely. Frost wasn't sure if that was a good sign.

Luna then told him of some of her own worries and hopes. She told him of what it was like to come back to Equestria after so much had changed. Of the great care Celestia had taken to help Luna work her way back and into her role as Princess of the Night. She said it was only fair that they be on an even footing with each other if there was going to be any level of trust between them.

"Well Clear Frost, I think we can help each other do some good here in Canterlot. If you're willing I would have your aid in helping us find out what these other ponies are planning. I can promise you will be greatly rewarded and it will be a much more worthwhile reward than anything those trouble makers are offering."

Frost looked up into Luna's eyes and saw the honesty there. She was doing her best to make up for things she had done wrong in a past before he or even his grandparents had been born. She was finding her way in the strange new world. The Princess of the Night was trying to do even better for Equestria than before. Clear Frost felt the promises he’d heard earlier that night sound more and more hollow and self centred.

Most moving of all was that the princess was asking for his help, not ordering him as was her right as a Royal Princess of Equestria nor threatening him as the tyrant she had once been. Of the two choices he had been given, the offer from the princess was more far appealing. More than that Frost found that he trusted Luna, a trust which the mystery pony in the 'Stallion's Rest' had failed to earn.

"Of course princess, I want to make up for messing up your welcome back party and to set things right," Clear Frost said with tenuous confidence.

Luna nodded and called her Night Guard back into the room, then to Frost’s astonishment Luna knelt before him. He looked behind himself to check that Celestia hadn't appeared or something, no she really was kneeling before him.

"Clear Frost, loyal subject. I promise you as your princess that I will aid you as you aid me in curing the bad feelings in Canterlot. I pledge my support to your cause as you do to mine. Together we can make Equestria better. This I do in front of these witnesses."

"Princess....." Frost didn't know how to respond to this. He just stammered a small 'thank you', but after such a display of humility from Luna it felt woefully inadequate.

Night Blade came to his aid, "Mr Clear Frost we would like to make you an honorary member of the Night Guard. You will be under oath and contract until such time as you are released from your duties. During your time working with us you will be afforded all the respect and rights as a servant of the crowns."

All the ponies in the room including Luna saluted and Clear Frost, simple everyday Clear Frost, felt for the first time that he was actually worth something and little tears formed in his eyes. Clear Frost felt he could actually make a difference in a positive way and it dawned on him that this was all he had ever really wanted. Not the pomp and regard of those snobby ponies that came to the parties, but to truly make a difference. It was a similar feeling of satisfaction as when he put the final touches to a sculputre.

This would be dangerous work but despite himself Clear Frost was looking forward to it. He would be helping the royal guard and Luna and in doing so helping Canterlot. Buoyed up by these feelings he saluted back and promised his support.

After this was done there was much back slapping and encouragement. Clear Frost was lead out of the room and finally to a bed in the barracks. Thankful that he was able to get some rest, Frost curled up in the covers and settled into a happy sleep.

Luna and Night Blade were the last ponies to leave the sleeping quarters, holding back as the other guards went back to their duties. Ushering the final guard out, Night Blade closed the door to the barracks proper and turned to his princess with an awed look.

"Well done your highness, I think you have gotten a new friend there," Night Blade said with approval. "Your skills at persuasion and manipulating ponies are a marvel to be seen." He commented with a glint in his eye.

Luna looked to Night Blade again with a questioning glance, "You think I was just playing a role, an act? Putting on a show to win him over?" There was a reproving tone in Luna's voice.

"Well I think you may have laid it on a little thick if you want me to speak frankly your majesty. The whole bowing part was all very well conceived," Night Blade told Luna in the honest way she encouraged.

Luna took a chance to teach her sergeant an important lesson, "My faithful Night Blade, there is a time for honesty and a time for play acting. I truly meant every word and action from before. He is a humble little pony who deep down wants to do the right thing. I just helped nudge him in the direction his mind and heart were already taking him."

Luna fixed her soldier with a focused stare and a genuine smile, "Most important of all I meant every word in there and so I want you to personally make sure Clear Frost is safe. Being an informant for us will certainly be a dangerous role and I wouldn’t like to be made a liar by us failing in our promise. "

"You really think he will be up to the job?" Night Blade added with a dubious expression.

Luna stopped and thought for a moment before answering, "I don't think we have a choice if we want to get to the bottom of all this,” Luna nodded to herself, “We’re committed now.”

Luna nodded again as if to reassure herself, “I don't want to send Clear Frost into a dangerous situation, if it comes down to a chance for more information or his well being I know you will choose the right course.”

Blade saluted, “Of course your highness, I will see it done.”

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Dear Applejack,

I miss you terribly, I am counting the days until I can come and see you again. I want to thank you so much for the great night out we had. Let's plan to do something even better, next time I can get some leave.

On that subject, they have me on a special assignment right now. Can't say too much but it's pretty important from what Sgt. tells me. It does mean that all leave for the near fututre has been cancelled. I am so sorry but they haven't been able to tell us when it could be reinstated. I will ask Night Blade if he’ll change his mind as I want to be with you again soon. Please pass on my best wishes to Applebloom, Big Mac and Granny Smith too. I am so sorry to leave you hanging like this, but please know I am doing my best to come and see you again. You are the most special mare in the world.

All my love,

Shadow Guard.

"Aww confound it!" Applejack placed the paper down on the kitchen table with a despondent sigh. She slouched down and stared morosely at the offending letter as if it were a particularly nasty parasite on her orchard. Applejack had been so excited to get the latest note from Shadow, but when she read the missive, her heart had sank into her hooves. It had been a magical night and Applejack despite herself had been impressed, but all too soon Shadow had been compelled to return to Canterlot.

"It's not good news then huh?" Granny Smith said in an irritatingly triumphant tone," I knew that there stallion was trouble."

"Please don't start Granny, Shadow is right stuck at work until Celestia knows when, but he really wants to come back and see us all soon."

Granny Smith eyed her before making a '"M-hm " sound still looking doubtful.

"Aww but Shadow was so much fun last time!" Applebloom said sadly. "All those crazy things he did and the way he tricked those diamond dogs. Most of all he promised to tell us and the other girls how he got his cutie mark!" ‘Scootaloo’ and ‘Sweetie Bell’ had both wanted to hear how negasi went about getting their cutie marks, but these hopes were being dashed along with Applejack's.

Overcoming her initial frustration Applejack paused and thought, if Shadow Guard couldn't come to her maybe she could go to him? That would leave the farm one pony down for a bit, but she could afford to be away a few days surely? It was a conflict in her core and Applejack found her heart warring with itself again with no clear victor in sight.

"I could go there I guess, but......" Applejack finally said out loud and the other three just stared at her in amazement. To go galloping off to Canterlot just to see Shadow Guard for a few days was clearly a new concept for the family. Applejack seeing their looks, coughed before smiling sheepishly.

"I could take him some proper food y’all. Poor stallion probably can't get good homemade cookin in the big city," It was a not very subtle excuse to go see Shadow Guard and A.J knew it, but the more she thought about it the more her heart leaned towards the idea, "Well, after all he did to help us I reckon I owe him summit."

Granny Smith rolled her eyes. "Ah yer silly young'un, just come straight out with it girl. Yer miss him don't yer? No need ter be makin up reasons ter go see the ruffian. Just darn tootin get to it."

It was Applejack's turn to be astonished at Granny's words, closely followed by A.J’s two siblings. That was a big turnaround from Granny, once she’d set on an idea she seldom changed her mind. That almost sounded like Granny was approving of Applejack heading off to Canterlot to visit Shadow.

"Pardon, I don't reckon I heard yer right there Granny? Yer sayin I should go?" The disbelief in Applejack's voice was impossible to miss and she stared wide eyed at her grandmare.

"Right ya are missy. I told ya ter move yer caboose over ter Canterlot n see that pony, what got you so wrapped up," Granny confirmed with a solemn look.

The three siblings just sat there, mouths open as if Granny was suggesting they all move under the sea and open a firewood store. It was Applebloom that spoke first after her mind had restarted, "But Granny I thought ya didn't like Shadow, yer were shoutin at him the whole time he was here?"

Granny Smith sniffed at this, "That I did missy and yer know what? He didn't give back one cross word. That stallion took all I threw at him n kept his mouth shut. He just right on kept comin back fer more. Even though he had paid off the debt, he came back n took my Applejack on a right romantic night too. Now I reckon he has ter been right head over hooves fer Applejack ter do all that." Granny explained in a no nonsense tone,. "He showed he was good enough fer my grandfilly," Granny Smith finished before nodding to herself.

Applejack's mouth hung open and her mind was reeling. Granny Smith had just putting Shadow through the ringer all this time for some kind of test?! Applejack was about to snap sharply at her, but evidently Granny wasn’t finished.

"Now when I was bein a courted by yer grand daddy, ma mother put him through worse. Wanted to see if he was a good a stallion n all. Drove me summit crazy and I was so embarrassed by it all. Had him all dressed up like a scarecrow and clearin out wasp nests with only his hooves n a bucket o water," Granny had a fond smile and a distant look in her eyes. "I was so worried he would up n leave after all ma put him through, but he did'ner. Showed how much he loved me n all that."

"Yer never told us that before Granny!" Applebloom said with astonishment.

Granny’s eyes came back to the here and now, "I didn't? huh well I was sure I had." Granny Smith's eyes went wide. "Whooe! Yer tellin me that ya'll reckoned I was thinkin Shadow was really a blood sucking vampire?" She went silent for a moment and all three children stared at her in complete disbelief. Granny gave a small giggle which quickly grew into a massive laugh which caused Granny Smith to hug her sides and then hold her back in pain.

"Wahoo! That's gonna keep me warm on cold nights that'un," Granny managed when she caught her breath. "Ya all honestly thought I was....." Granny began chuckling again. She was struggling to breathe now as the merriment came out in a flood. "I guess that’ll teach me huh? I never found out ma's plan neither until the weddin day that is."

Applejack was starting to smile as well, seeing the funny side of it. Even if Granny had embarrassed them all while Shadow had stayed at the farm. The kitchen soon rang with laughter and once they had all taken some time to calm down, the four ponies talked over the plan in more detail for Applejack to go see Shadow.

Armed with an assortment of baked goods in her saddle bags Applejack was soon prepared to head over to Canterlot. She hugged each of her family in turn as the train drew up to the station.

"Now ya'll know where the tools are right? Plus it's time fer the east orchard to have that there fungal treatme......" Applejack began only to be cut off.

"We know Applejack, go! Have fun!" Applebloom was bouncing up and down with excitement.

"Don't be talking to strange ponies, cept the one yer lookin for yer hear," Granny Smith instructed.

Big Mac just gave his little sister a huge hug and let go with a simple, "Good luck A.J."

"Aww thanks ya'll," Applejack said with feeling.

With that final announcement Applejack broke away from the group and made her way to the carriage. Once she had deposited her bags on the seat next to her she quickly turned to wave goodbye and the train began to pick up speed. Soon enough Ponyville was falling behind and Applejack was left to her thoughts.

The ride to Canterlot would be a couple of hours so Applejack settled down and reviewed her plans for when she got there. She had wanted to surprise Shadow and so hadn't sent news of her coming on ahead. Applejack knew a number of places to stay that had been recommended by Twilight. She was happy to trust her friend who knew the big city better than she did. This whole trip was a bit impulsive A.J admitted to herself, but some things were worth doing on the spur of the moment.

In what felt like an age later, the train pulled into Canterlot and Applejack found herself right in the middle of the hustle and bustle of city life. Though she had been to the capital a few times she never did get used to the fast pace at which the city moved and all the fussy ponies jostling each other. Following Twilight's directions she made her meandering way from the city center and headed into the residential area of Canterlot.

All the pushing and shoving was starting to get on Applejack's nerves as she did her best to keep the food in her bags from getting squashed in the crush. There were a few choice words muttered under her breath before she finally arrived at the bed and breakfast that Twilight had recommended. By this point Applejack was having serious second thoughts about the whole idea of this trip.

Trotting up to the main desk and seeing no pony or bell to ring called out "Hello, anypony here?"

After a few moments a well dressed, chestnut coated stallion poked his head out of a doorway and regarded Applejack with his muzzle in the air, peering at her through a pair of half moon spectacles he quickly spoke, "Ayes? How can I help you?"

"Well I just got in ter Canterlot and was hopin to sort out a place ter stay. I heard your place was mighty nice so I came right over," Applejack said, fighting down her instant dislike of the of the pony before her.

"Indeed, I would say were one of the better establishments," He said with a touch of pride. "How long would you be staying with us then?"

"Just a couple of nights, ma friend Twilight said you gave good rates, right friendly and had comfy beds," Applejack responded looking at the décor.

"Twilight ya say? Y’all are from Ponyville?" The stallion's accent shifted and a happy look came over his face. Applejack took a closer look at the pony before her and the bit dropped.

"That can't be? No way, ‘Lofty Brow’”? Applejack asked in an amazed way. ‘Lofty’ gave a little cough before removing his spectacles and Applejack recognised him instantly, "I ain't seen y’all in years, this is where y’all been hidin? Lofty nodded with a slight blush.

Lofty rubbed the back of his neck, "It's me A.J, should a realized it were you too, gosh darn it yer have grown up summit since I last seen ya. What yer doing in Canterlot?"

"I could ask you the same question ‘Lofty’ and what’s with all the fancy speak huh?" Applejack asked giving her childhood friend (Well an 'acquaintance' really: nipping her ears with his teeth and trying to steal her hat didn't really count as a friend) a questioning glance. Lofty Brow cleared his throat before replying.

"Well folks round here kinda expect it. Good fer business n all that. Great ter be able to talk normal like again," His face fell and Applejack followed his gaze to the door.

"Ah miss ‘Fair Feather’ good to see you once again, your room is ready as you like it." Lofty Brow announced, the ‘Canterlotian’ back in full force. The latest arrival was a pale blue pegasus with a ridiculously extravagant mane style that set Applejack on edge right away. Still, she smiled politely but was met by another muzzle in the air and snort of derision.

After Fair Feather had gone Lofty gave Applejack a pained expression before pleading in a quiet voice, "Please A.J, I got a reputation ter keep up, I’ll give y’all the room half price, you bein a friend n all."

The worried look in Lofty’s eyes mellowed the sharp cussing Applejack was about to give him, "Awww alright Lofty. No need ter be cuttin the price and I won't say nothin unless they ask me right out where yer from. I ain’t gonna lie for yer Lofty. But I promise I won’t tell no pony unless they ask me right out."

Lofty visibly relaxed but Applejack wasn’t finished, "But I reckon yer should, ain't right yer pretendin ter be summit yer ain't n yer shouldn’t be so scared by what others think of yer Lofty."

She wasn't going to tell him how to run his business, but it was this kind of behaviour that truly got on Applejack's nerves, right next to being too 'froo froo' and fussy. Still, she had gotten a discount and Lofty was only too eager to help Applejack with luggage after that.

With a place to stay sorted and the baked good safely stored, Applejack braved the streets of the capital once again. What followed was a drawn out trial of navigating the various streets and byways of Canterlot. Finding the Castle was no trouble, finding the right entrance for the barracks proved much harder and so it was heading towards evening by the time Applejack finally found the right door.

Advancing with relief, Applejack smiled at the pair of stallions on duty, "Howdy y’all I was trying ter find a friend of mine who works at the barracks. How'd I get in touch with some pony from the Night Guard?".

"I see, who were you were looking for?" Asked the second guard standing to attention, both were clearly from the Day Guard but Applejack reasoned they would still know which direction to point her.

"His name is Shadow Guard, if y’all could pass on a message that Applejack is here to see him I’d be mighty grateful," Applejack explained and was rewarded with curious glance from the two ponies.

"Hey Shadow, you will never guess who's here!" Night Dew cantered into the barracks only to see the pony in question was missing. Frowning, she quickly looked about the bunks and even peeped briefly into the little colts’ room. No sign of Shadow Guard anywhere. Night Dew was about to try some of the other parts of the castle when she caught sight of Swift Star.

"Hey Swift you seen Shadow?" She asked with a grin.

Swift Star looked up from the report she was writing with a bored expression, "Sorry Dewy, I haven’t seen hide nor hair of him since he headed out with Night Blade and that Frost pony. Why what’s up?"

"Applejack is here to see him!" Night Dew responded in between excited giggles.

Swift's face lit up, "Wow, I guess that night out worked better than planned, she came all the way from Ponyville, just to see him?"

"M-hm" Night Dew nodded, "But you said he went out with Night Blade?” She had been looking forward to seeing Shadow’s face when he found out Applejack was here. Swift Star nodded sadly and returned to her report.

"So what we gonna tell Applejack then? Night Dew asked, "We can't just send her away saying we can't find him can we?"

Swift Star paused, a frown on her lips before she suddenly brightened, "I’ve a break in about five minutes, we could give Applejack a proper welcome to Canterlot." Night Dew caught the glint in Swift's eye and shook her head. This was going to be interesting......

"It's mighty nice of you two goin and spendin some time with me," Applejack took a draft of the hot chocolate that Swift had gotten her. Once it was clear Shadow was unavailable Applejack had allowed herself to be escorted to a local eatery until the shift change.

“Think nothing of it,” Dew replied with a genuine smile.

"Soooo, you spent the night with Shadow then?" Swift asked, the implications of her question practically dripping with suggestion. Okay Miss Applejack, lets see what you’re made of.

Applejack raised a slow eyebrow and looked a little put out, "Well it weren't like....." Was all she got out before Swift jumped in again.

"I honestly don't know what you see in him, he's such a loud mouth and I can think of some better looking stallions, what really happened between you both when he stayed over?” Swift’s eyebrows bounced and the grin she wore made Applejack shift uncomfortably, “Shadow said nothing did, but I don't trust him on that, what's your take? Does it cause trouble when he sleeps in? Does he snore?"

Applejack stared at Swift Star before breaking into a grin of her own, "Well Miss Star that's a mighty big bunch of questions, which one yer want me to answer first?" Came the calm and measured response.

Swift actually paused before an expression of grudging respect formed, “So does he snore?" Swift started with, it was an innocent enough question on the surface.

Quick as a whip Applejack replied. "I would reckon y’all know better than I, sharing a barracks with him n all. Shadow stayed in the barn while he was at my place." Well deflected A.J one point to you, Swift Star thought, time for another route of attack.

"Shadow had some very impressive hoof prints on his face when he got back. You must be really strong miss Applejack. I don't think he could see straight for a few days even after he got back, Flattery works well on most ponies, Swift told herself, Let’s see how you like them apples.

Applejack flattened her ears, much to Swift’s surprise, "Well I do regret givin him a whack like that, I was right out of order." Okay, not the response I was expecting, but I can work with that.

"Ah so you took pity on him then, wanted to make up for your mistake?" Swift said finally feeling she was making some headway. "Then one thing leads to another huh?" Swift nudged Applejack with a knowing elbow motion. They all crack in the end.

Applejack smiled at this, "Wouldn't ya know it, but I did feel kinda sorry for the guy. He looked so out of it after I gave him a good buckin, but I reckon he had it commin with a mouth like that. I guess would do it again if I was a similar situation, I may not be proud of it, but we Apples fess up when we’ve done summit wrong.”

Swift’s mind rebelled. It had never entered her head that there hadn’t been something more than just ‘a peck on the cheek’ that had led Applejack to come all this way to see Shadow again. Either Applejack was one of the best liars Swift had ever met or……

"Granny would have skinned him alive if he’d tried to get in the house so it probably worked out for the best n that Miss Swift is the honest truth," Applejack said with finality.

Swift found herself believing Applejack and even began to feel a little jealous. From what Swift had been able to gather from Dew the date had been awkwardly romantic, with Shadow presenting several unexpected gestures of affection. No stallion had ever done something like that for Swift, it was so story book and well sweet. Swift’s romances had been known for the quantity rather than their quality and all of them rather short lived at that.

As Swift looked into Applejack happy eyes she was convinced that it was just as had Applejack said. Swift felt like Applejack had something she’d never had experienced and the nasty twist of envy began to uncoil in her heart. Distracted and wrong hooved Swift’s next line of questions began to unravel even before she spoke them, "Well um I think that's well..." Swift caught Dew staring at her, no doubt astonished at Swift’s lack of composure.

The ugly feeling suddenly dimmed before morphing into one of genuine interest as Applejack put a companionable hoof round Swift’s shoulders, “Don’t you fret none, Shadow told me all about yer and I reckon we’re just going ter get just along fine.”

She really means it to, Swift cautiously smiled in return and the conversation took on a more positive air. Soon the three of them were chatting together and continued long after the moon had risen. ‘Joe’ was happy to keep them in a good supply of refreshments the whole time. Business was business and the stallion grinned to see the normally unflappable Swift Star being caught out, then open up and then finally make what seemed to be a new friend in Applejack.

‘Doughnut Joe’ smiled to himself while he collected the used mugs and put out fresh ones. It wasn't long before the three mares, a pegasus, a negasi and an earth pony were chatting away as if they had known each other for years.

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"So did you get all that corporal? Shadow Guard had slipped off to sleep again, much to Night Blade's annoyance. The negasi officer was now regretting bringing Shadow along but Blade wanted Night Dew keeping an eye on things back at the barracks and Swift Star wasn't exactly suited to this kind of covert action so that had left Blade with Shadow.

Checking over his supply pouches, Blade found all was in order on that count at least. On this kind of mission they could be out in the field for days, not able to move from their assigned post. Therefore it was common practice to carry a small supply set, along with some reading material as the nights could be long and dull. Satisfied all was present and correct Night Blade nudged the drowsy Shadow Guard.

"Yes A.J?" came Shadow's bleary reply before his slitted eyes became wide with shock as he came back to the real world, "I mean yes sir, yes Night Bl........" Blade quickly held a hoof over Shadow's mouth before giving him a reprimanding look. Stakeouts were among the most boring and draining duties watch ponies had to endure. It was long hours, with not much happening. Keeping focused was always the challenge.

Night Blade slowly shook his head before peering over the parapet at the empty street below. Darkness had long since fallen and all was quiet outside Clear Frost's home. The 'latest' member of the Night Guard was expecting to be contacted by the suspects tonight and Blade was itching to see what mischief they got up to this time.

"Shadow, I was saying that we have ten minutes until they are due to arrive and I don't want any mistakes," Blade whispered,. "I would ask if you have noticed any pony lurking about but I can see you're otherwise engaged."

Shadow Guard's ears drooped in contrition, "Sorry Stg. I'm still getting back into the swing of things."

"I know my lad, good thing I can watch well enough for two huh?" With that Night Blade tilted his head to indicate what he had spotted, pointing out two telltale shapes lurking in a nearby alley. They looked like the pair of big brown stallions from other night. Pricking his ears Blade could just make out the quiet murmur of their conversation.

"Remember my lad, these are the small fish and we want the big catch. Now you're awake I need you to wait here while I fly down the street a ways and see if I can spot who they’re talking with," Night Blade's manner was totally business like now their prey was in sight. With a nod Shadow showed he understood and crouched down.

Like a wraith with seemingly no substance Blade slipped into the air and angled his flight over the alley below. Landing softly on the tiles of Frost’s roof he peered over the ledge. The ponies in the street below made no sign to show that they were aware they were being watched.

After a few moments Blade saw the two burly stallions make their way out onto the street proper before trotting up to Frost’s door. The knock when it came echoed loud and clear on the quiet street. A couple of seconds past then Clear Frost opened his door to the pair and the visitors were the first to speak.

"Evenin 'Whitey', boss wants an answer now so you’re in or out?" Blade couldn't tell which of the brown ponies had spoken.

"Oh, evening you two, yes just let me get my saddle bags," Frost's voice sounded more than a little strained and Blade prayed silently that he’d hold up under the pressure.

"Urry up then, the boss don't like being kept waitin," The other stallion added before they both turned about to check the street was still quiet. After a few moments Clear Frost came out shutting his door behind him.

Blade smiled with predatory glee as neither of their quarry second guessed Frost’s insistence on the bags. Princess Luna herself had placed an enchantment on the bags so that even if her guards lost their informant they would be able to track him. Shadow and Night Blade were mainly there in case Clear Frost needed backup in a hurry.

Blade spared a quick glance at Shadow across the way and to his relief he was still awake and watching the events below. Turning his own attention to the trio Blade readied himself to follow.

Bounding across the rooftops, always taking care not to let his shadow fall on the streets below, Blade tracked Frost and his companions on a winding path through the maze-like byways of Canterlot’s trade district.

Blade had been hoping for more of a challenge if he was being honest with himself. Frost’s group took little care to see if they were being followed and certainly didn’t watch the skies. With no fear of losing their quarry Blade took the opportunity to see how Shadow was doing in their pursuit.

He quickly spotted Shadow making a reasonably competent attempt at moving stealthily and smiled to himself. It seemed at least some of the lessons he’d tried to drill into his squad were bearing fruits.

Thinking quickly Blade deduced the most likely the destination, it seemed that Frosty’s minders were leading him to the docks area. That certainly made sense, lots of empty warehouses and the likes.

Confident he’d gotten the measure of their targets Blade slipped down through the air before landing next to Shadow who was even now watching Frost from a nearby bell tower, "I see they are heading to the docks then?" Night Blade's voice eased out of the air and he was rewarded by a small jump from Shadow. Yep I’ve still got it.

Having recovered, Shadow gave Blade a questioning glance, "Who were they talking to in the alley then?"

"That Buster character, but we have other ponies watching him." Night Blade explained, "We have our own orders, keep focused colt."

Both bat ponies continued shadowing Frost and Blade felt vindication as the trio below indeed made their way through web of cranes and rigging that dominated the docks. They meandered around grounded airships and along crate-strewn alleys until Frost was presented with a dilapidated warehouse.

Blade noted the boarded windows and the hazard signs decorating their destination and nodded to himself, “Quiet, but not empty. Nopony would be surprised to see them in a place like this. Just a couple of late night workponies on the job.” Blade’s grin only widened, “And what’s this?”

Frost’s companions had rapped on the warehouse door and a grey coated unicorn had quickly responded, watching the trio with his muzzle held at an imperious angle. "Ah that's the ‘Butler’, I’d bet a week’s pay on it," Night Blade commented under his breath. The waiting pony certainly fitted the description Clear Frost had given of the Butler from the Stallion's Rest.

As Frost approached the unicorn stepped out into the street proper and gave them a tolerant smile, "Ah good you're here. I was starting to think you had gotten cold hooves.” He cast a disapproving frown at Frost’s escorts, “You two can wait out here."

This didn't seem to go down too well with the pair and they snorted irritably at being dismissed out of hoof. Their grumbling was cut short however as the unicorn produced a couple of bottles of what looked to be an expensive vintage for them along with a bulky money pouch. Blade could hear the clink of gold even from here.

With the 'hired help' dealt with Butler turned his attention to the door and motioned for Clear Frost to step through. Frost took one more nervous look about himself before he was ushered in while the Brown stallions clutched their reward and trotted off to enjoy their payment.

"Time to move," Night Blade whispered as he tapped Shadow Guard on the shoulder.

The two guards landed deftly on the warehouse roof and (after surreptitiously making sure there were no birds to disturb them) Night Blade told Shadow to watch for trouble in case any other pony appeared. By a stroke of fortune the roof had a skylight and Blade quickly rested his head just off to the side of one of the glass panes so that he could hear and see what was going on inside.

Inside the warehouse was wreathed in shadows, but this was no hindrance to Night Blade's sharp eyes. He could see Clear Frost and Butler clearly. He also got his first view of who he hoped was their 'big fish'. Sitting on a plump cushion was a dark green unicorn stallion.

He had a purple mane which was slicked back fashionably in the current style favoured by the elite of Canterlot. A pair of small glasses rested on his muzzle and he was holding a full wine glass suspended with his magic. The pony had a wide smile and a friendly look on his face but his eyes held a cold calculating stare.

"Ah so good to see you again Mr Frost, I knew I was right about you. I pride myself as a very good reader of an equine’s character," Came the laid back and confident voice. Night Blade instantly recognized it from his eavesdropping at the Stallion's Rest.

Clear Frost nodded in an absent way before swallowing. The seated unicorn floated a glass over to Clear Frost with a flick of his magic. Frost did his best to catch the offered drink with his hooves, his efforts meeting with only a little spillage.

"Yes, I thought your offer over and realised it was the right thing to do," Clear Frost replied doing his best to take a small sip from the glass in his trembling hooves. "But you promised me it won't hurt anypony right?" Frost reiterated.

From his vantage point Night Blade saw what Clear Frost could not. Butler had slunk off to a dark corner of the warehouse and was now returning with what looked to be a cloth sack.

"Of course, of course," ‘Sir’ continued in his easy manner, "All you have to do is sneak this into the next big event at the palace," His magic produced a small black orb out of the sack proffered by Butler. The sphere was not much bigger than the glass in Clear Frost's hooves.

Clear Frost's eyes went wide, "What is that thing?"

"Just a small present for Princess Luna, not dangerous as such but should cause enough mischief to make the alicorn lose her cool and show the whole of Canterlot that she's really a loose cannon and needs to be reigned in," Sir explained with a wicked grin.

Night Blade frowned, there was an odd quality to the voice that hadn’t been present earlier. It was so subtle that only Night Blade's exceptional hearing had caught it. He knew that sound only too well and his stomach lurched as his memory flooded with images of black carapace and buzzing wings.

A Changeling! Night Blade could now see where this meeting was heading. They didn't need Clear Frost at all, just to use his 'form' so they could slip into the higher echelons of Canterlot. How a changeling had managed to get back into city after the last failed attempt by their kind was lost on Night Blade, but with this new revelation the time for stealth was done.

What followed was a very complicated moment. A flash of green fire was starting to form about both the disguised creatures. This development wasn't lost on Clear Frost who let out a whinny of terror before attempting to back away. This only led him to bump into the beast behind him and he turned just in time to see the grey unicorn vanish and the black carapace and blue eyes of the insect-like creature confront him before it opened its fanged mouth and hissed almost smugly.

Clear Frost closed his eyes and covered his head just as the sound of breaking glass was heard from above. The chittering and wasp like buzz of wings mixed with the battle cry of Night Blade as he dived into save the Night Guard's informant.

Frost had just enough time to register the blurred outline of a negasi sweeping in from above with both back legs thrust down before the drone behind was struck in the face by a pair of armoured horseshoes which sent it reeling. The creature went cross eyed and saw small hearts circling its head before toppling backwards.

The stunned drone thudded into the ground just in front of Clear Frost who had chosen just that moment to open one eye to see what was going on. He yelped and stumbled backwards. Unseen by Night Blade the scrambling pony knocked the hooves out from under the second changeling. ‘Sir’ had been preparing to spring upon Night Blade while he was busy with the ‘Butler’.

The insect pony toppled forward and tried to catch itself only for its badly tattered to vibrate uselessly. Sir simply toppled sideways awkwardly onto Frost and he was forced face to face with the creature, which glared at him angrily with its one good eye. The other had a scar running across it and instead of the typical honeycomb blue it was a pale white.

Frost screwed his eyes shut again, waiting for the sharp fangs bite into him or for the nubling effects of changeling magic to begin sucking out all his….. There was a thud and the drone suddenly stiffened. Frost squealed as it dropped heavily onto him, pinning his hooves to the ground with its dead weight.

"Gah, get it off me!" Frost squeaked in a much higher pitched voice than normal but try as he might he couldn't heave the recumbent changeling from off himself. Still pinned by the unconscious changeling Frost was angry to see Night Blade smiling at his antics, his own hooves still held in some sort of combat pose.

“Thanks for the help I…..” Blade began but his ears pricked upwards and it wasn’t long before Frost also heard the sounds of angry buzzing from all around. There in the darkness he saw a whole wall of faceted eyes watching them from the shadows.

“Oh Celestia help us! How did so many changelings get into Canterlot? I thought they’d put up defenses?” Frost asked before he doubled his efforts to unseat his unconscious jailer.

“I was wondering the same thing,” Blade replied dropping into a fighting crouch, his wings spread threateningly. Frost was amazed to see no fear in his eyes, just a resigned sadness. He turned his head this way and that, teeth bared and then to Frost’s astonishment actually began to laugh.

Frost just stared at him as if he’d gone mad, here they were facing down an army of changelings and Night Blade was laughing. It was….Frost felt the creeping sensation of something on his neck and the sounds of buzzing growing louder every second. It was right by his ear and……

Night Blade chuckled softly before, with great care, plucked the yellow parasprite from off Frost’s neck, "Well not the most evil plan, but it would have certainly caused a lot of trouble." Night Blade announced to the still trembling Clear Frost. He then turned to look more closely at the pair of unconscious changelings.

Now that he had time he could see they were both in a very sorry state. Scratches and dents covered their black hides, they had a famished look about them that almost made Blade feel sorry for the parasites.

"Sgt, are you alright?" Shadow Guard was peering down through the broken skylight at the scene below with a worried expression.

"Yes Shadow, we're fine. Do me a favour and let off one of the signal flares will you. we're going to need some help rounding up these little guys,” Night Blade called back up calmly, “We don't know how many other changelings there may be out there and if either they scatter we could have a real problem on our hooves."

Clear Frost finally mustered the courage to look up and seeing he wasn't dead or being wrapped up in a slimy green cocoon gave a sigh of relief. Then the changeling in front of him twitched and Clear gave a little yelp once again. Night Blade rolled his eyes and busied himself finding some rope. Dock buildings always had some about.

"Oh Shadow, what happened to the other two?" Night Blade called as he rummaged around the piles of detritus that littered the warehouse and tried to ignore the several parasprites following him while giving off little musical ‘chirrups’.

"They're both out cold Sgt." Shadow called down.

"You dealt with them both? Not bad my boy I see those combat lessons are paying off," Blade replied as he brushed a gathering of parasprites off an old crate, heaved it open and began rummaging through its contents.

Shadow’s reply was uncertain, "Um no Sgt, they must have put something in the drink. I found em out cold when I went to deal with them."

Night Blade shook his head with a smile, "Well we’ll see to them in time,” his grin only widened, “that farm mare is rubbing off on you my boy, I would have taken all the credit if it were me." Blade’s eyes caught sight of a frayed end and with a cry of triumph he began winding up the revealed rope as he heard the sound of Shadow’s signal flare shooting into the sky.

After a few seconds there was a flash of purple light followed by a bang. “Now every pony guard nearby would know we’re in need,” Blade explained to the perplexed Frost who now had his own swarm of parasprites covering him from head to tail.

“Er good….” Frost replied trying his best to shake off the clinging bugs with little success.

"So there was the time that Shadow, Dew and I were doing the rounds and there was this pony who was trying to swim in the fountain in the main square....." Swift Star's story was cut short by a purple flash in the sky beyond the windows of ‘Doughnut Joe’s’

"What's all that when its home, a party?" Applejack commented as the sky went back to its normal deep blue. She turned back to see both Swift Star and Night Dew's ears had flattened in concern. Confused she cocked an eyebrow, "What's up y’all?" The two guards got off their seats and began heading for the door.

"Sorry A.J were gonna have to call it there, that's a signal flare. It means a Night Guard is in need of assistance. You stay here we will go check it out." Applejack made to follow but Dew and Swift moved to block the exit.

Applejack eyed them both dangerously, "Now wait just a tar darned minute! First y'all tell me that there is some trouble brewin, then ya say one yer fellow guards could be in danger and that guard could easily be Shadow and then yer finally yer say I can't come?"

"Sorry Miss Applejack but this is Night Guard business. We can't have a civilian involved as it could be dangerous," Night Dew said trying to placate Applejack, but she just earned a snort of annoyance instead.

"Even if it weren’t Shadow what's in trouble, I ain't sittin this one out, no way no how!" Applejack was on the verge of shouting as her heart gave a little squirm of worry.

"But A.J you don't have wings, we can get there faster without you," Swift tried to reason.

"Not all yer Guard types are flyers yer know, and I've been in lots of hoedowns in ma time. Now are yer gonna let me out? Or am I gonna have to give my two best workers some more practice?" Applejack asked through gritted teeth.

Applejack glared at the two mares who shared a worried glance with each other before Swift rolled her eyes, "You're going to come if we don't stop you aren't you?" Applejack nodded. "Well I guess we have wasted enough time here then."

"Three ponies coming to the rescue is better than none," Night Dew agreed with a smile and with that they all galloped off in the direction of the signal flare. Doughnut Joe shook his head, they hadn't paid! Joe sighed and noted down on the tab how much was owed before silently wishing them luck.

Swift, Dew and Applejack weren't the first to arrive at the scene, other pony guards of all types were scouring the docks for further signs of the changeling threat. The parasprites were being contained in the main warehouse through the efforts of a couple of negasi and pegasi herding them back whenever they made a move for a window or skylight. So far no other changelings had been found but that didn't stop the soldiers being thorough.

Night Blade was coordinating the efforts at the scene and when he caught sight of the three mares approaching his face broke into a grin, only to fall as he saw Applejack there too, "Good to see you could make it, but why can I ask, did you bring a civilian along?”

Applejack set her face in a determined scowl, "Well I was with these two when I saw the flare goin off. I reckoned I could lend a hoof n all."

"We tried to stop her sir, but she wouldn't listen," Night Dew chirped up, "She was determined to come either way so I thought it best to have all three of us come rather than be two ponies down while we kept her back."

Blade matched Applejack’s stare before raising an eyebrow, "Well Miss Applejack, please keep back at least. This is now a crime scene and we haven't made sure this area is secured."

It was at that point that Applejack saw the two tied up changelings being carried out by a couple of guards. They were snapping at their captors and hissing all the way, "What in the hay? I thought we'd driven those no good varmints out fer good the last time?" Applejack felt her lips tighten as she recalled the last run in they’d had with changelings, "How come they’re here again?"

Night Blade shook his head, "I don't know myself Miss Applejack. We thought all the precautions were in place too. It's a mystery that we're going to solve I can assure you."

It was at that moment that Shadow dropped down, his expression hard, "Right Sir I have done checking the western blocks, no sign......." His blue slitted eyes focused on Applejack and went wide. Applejack returned the smile and her heart leaped with joy to see that Shadow was alright.

"Applejack, what are you doing here? I..er..I," Was all he could get out before there was a hysterical hissing form behind him. All the ponies present turned to see the bound changelings who were now thrashing at their bonds, ears pressed back and teeth gnashing in a frenzy.

Swift Star began to grin and Applejack just knew some kind of witty comment about her and Shadow was forming in her mind. Her expression morphed into one of confusion however and Applejack quickly saw the reason why. The changelings agitated and looking almost repelled by the sight of her and Shadow. That wasn’t right.

"Get it away. We can taste it on them!" The scarred changeling screamed between its chittering and buzzing sounds. The pair were thrashing against their bonds now and the guard ponies holding them were struggling to keep them contained.

"You two get them out of here!" Night Blade called. Before the bemused guards could follow their new orders the changelings tore free and made a bid for freedom. They desperately attempted to fly, but their wings were so ragged they could only make short bounds. Soon a couple of unicorn guards had them contained in a bubble shield, however the pair continued to throw themselves at the barrier until they were dragged out of sight.

"Okay ladies and gentlecolts it looks like things have just gotten a bit stranger," Night Blade announced. "Get the runner to pass on that these aren't your typical changelings we're dealing with here so be warey." Blades eyes never moved from the dumbfounded Shadow Guard and Applejack as he gave these orders.

"Well at least we can count on the parasprites doing what they always do huh Sgt.?" Swift Star joked to lighten the mood. They had all been shaken by the level of disgust the changelings had shown.

"I pray you are correct my loyal knight,” the voice came down from on high and Applejack saw Luna hovering with steady beats of her wings in the air above. She had a thoughtful look in her eyes and as she landed with a clatter on the cobbles everypony made to bow, everypony except Night Blade, Applejack noted.

He just saluted before Luna motioned for them all to rise, "Your majesty you honour us with your presence, we have a changeling problem once again it seems. With your permission I will put into action the "Twilight Protocols?"

"Yes Sergeant, but not on a city wide level, so far we only have evidence of two very odd acting changelings and don't want to cause a panic," Luna watched the still thrashing changelings with a curious expression.

Applejack’s attention was draw upward as a cry split the air. She saw the fliers were darting this way and that and all of a sudden the background sounds of the docks were smothered in an angry buzzing. looking towards the warehouse, Applejack saw that it was disintegrating! She watched in horror as wood, glass and plaster were quickly consumed by the growing swarm.

"You were saying something about 'normal' parasprites Swift?" Night Blade commented as the cloud of hungry bugs made straight for Princess Luna and multiplied at a rate unknown by ponies since their first encounter with the tiny terrors.

Confessions of the heart

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The Swarm grew in size as it devoured its way relentlessly forward. Ponies scattered left, right and even straight up for those who had wings. The only ones who stood their ground were Princess Luna and Night Blade.

"Your majesty, you should let us handle this," Blade advised, but Luna felt the joy of the unexpected, the mystery and above all the challenge.

"We can tell that these are no normal pests my good knight. They have been created with a single purpose we fear, else why would they become so aggressive just when our royal self had arrived?" Luna spread her wings and with a powerful 'thwump’ took to the air. As one the swarm rose into the air to follow her, confirming Luna’s suspicions.

Those guards with wings did their best to follow Luna as she soared up and away. The ‘enchanted’ parasprites in hot pursuit, Night Blade fought to keep up and called out to his charge.

"Good thinking your highness, in the air there will be less to feed on," Night Blade yelled.

Luna allowed herself a small grin at this comment, she may have been out of the loop for a few years, but her mind was still sharp as ever.

"One will draw these pesky vermin up and around enough to gather the whole swarm. Then we will place a barrier prison around them," Luna called back and felt the thrill and excitement fill her, "Thou had best make sure that none of those foul shape shifters are unaccounted for,” Luna’s eyes sparkled and she took on a savage grin, “We can handle these."

Night Blade nodded before dropping back and Luna allowed her focus to fix fully on the billowing swarm. They reached out for her, their multi-faceted eyes alive with hunger but Luna drove herself upwards. The darkened docks dropped away and she savoured the simple joy of flight.

The swarm bulged and stretched as it sought to follow her, but despite their efforts she easily left them behind. Diving and swooping, Luna goaded the parasprites and all the while drank in the rush of power tingling in her soul. It had been too long since she’d opposed a threat, and though this swarm was a minor annoyance compared to other terrors she’d faced down Luna still enjoyed the thrill.

All too soon the foe was where she wanted it, their astonishing replication curtailed in the air and their ravenous hunger denied it was a simple thing for Luna to coax them into the tight, confused huddle far above the buildings and onlookers below.

Luna was elated and a little bemused by the changelings plan, if they had meant to cause trouble then the plan had certainly backfired. Now Luna could use this little skirmish to further win the hearts of her subjects, proving to them she was an able protector and one worthy of their admiration.

Striking her most regal pose Luna summoned the spell she planned to bind the parasprites and with a little grin unleashed her magic to form a dark and shimmering prison about them, "Huzza it is done!, now to cast these back from whence they......."

Luna had hardly begun to celebrate when to her astonishment the parasprites simply continued flying towards her as if the binding barrier was no more hindrance than smoke. Luna hovered in mute astonishment, that was some of her cleverest magic, the fiery hordes of Tatarus had been held at bay by such a spell and yet these tiny vermin flitted through it without even slowing.

Luna quickly recovered, her moment of shock allowing the hungry host to close the distance and she only narrowly avoided them by diving steeply downwards.

"Right fillies and colts, the princess is dealing with the parasprites, now it's time for us to finish our jobs," Night Blade called out, "Twilight protocols when you’re ready!"

Applejack gave Shadow a lost look and he quickly explained, "Well I am sure you can guess where the name comes from, it's the plan for use when suspected changelings are involved. Put simply we need to check every pony is who they claim to be, starting with the unicorns."

As if following Shadow’s commentary all the unicorn guards gathered together and what looked to be an intricate dance began to unfold before Applejack. They formed two lines and bowed to each other, each lighting their horns and touching it to their opposite number. A faint glow moved across the ponies before fading. They would then all shuffle clockwise so that they were with another partner and the process of magic was repeated.

"They are casting a ‘dispel’ on each other, which should remove any enchantment or disguise. They then switch partners a few of times through the rotation so that even if a few are changelings faking the test they shouldn't be able to pair every time up to fool it," Shadow explained.

Once it was established that none of the unicorns present were changelings they then formed into teams of three, each went into separate huddles before breaking off and checking all the other kinds of pony one at a time. As these were checked then they would then again form a triad with a single unicorn to every other pair.

Once these ponies were 'verified' they were also formed into teams of three. It was complex but very thorough. Like a safety chain spreading out amongst the guard, ensuring that all could trust whom they were working with. Applejack couldn't help but chuckle, this procedure had Twilight written all over it and she could see why it was named after her purple unicorn friend.

"You then stick with your team until the crisis is over, it isn’t foolproof but it's the best we could come up with without more invasive tests," Night Dew finished up and Applejack saw a shudder pass through her fellows.

All guards present were verified by the time Luna had finished luring the swarm of parasprites into one seething mass high above them and Applejack thought she caught a smile of satisfaction from her. There was a flash from Luna’s horn before a dark blue sphere, deeper in shade than even the surrounding night sky came into being about the seething mass.

“Erm, is that meant ter happen?” Applejack asked slowly as Luna was quickly forced into a dive. Shadow, Dew, Swift and Blade all glanced skyward to see what Applejack had meant and their expressions said it all.

Luna’s speeding form raced towards them and Applejack heard her cry out with a surprising amount of gusto considering her spell had just utterly failed, "It seems one has underestimated our foe! We will not make the same mistake once again!" She pulled up and away, the parasprites in close pursuit.

"It does her good to get out and do something other than brood and move the moon," Night Dew commented with a smile.

Applejack felt her coat stand on end as Luna, with a feral grin, summoned a black storm cloud over the swarm which began losing lightning bolts at the pests, but to every pony's dismay it seemed to have the same impact as her barrier had. Luna snorted and drew on more of her magic, this time plucking fallen parts of the partially ruined warehouse before flinging them at the swarm. These were promptly eaten and the only effect was more parasprites being birthed into the mass.

Applejack felt the drain of background magic, a tugging of the spirit as Luna’s eyes glowed with an inner light and the buildings all around began to tremble.

"'Get out and about,' may not be the best phrase Miss Dew,” Blade commented, “If this gets any bigger it could start to cause some serious damage to Canterlot. I fear that may have been the changeling's plan all along. Our princess does tend to take things a little too far when excited," Blade added as several tiles fell off the nearby roofs before being sucked into the gathering vortex above.

"What's next then Sgt.? Shadow asked, voicing what every pony was thinking.

"Well when we had parasprites at Ponyville, Pinkie lured em all off with music?" Applejack told the waiting ponies, "If Luna can keep em busy till we can get together a band or summit then maybe we can do the same thing here?"

"I don't think so Miss Applejack, what if they just keep chasing Luna?” Night Dew said despondently. “What if these changelings can make more of them? We really need to find a way to stop them if they ever try again."

"Well we could always force the big bugs that made em to tell us how to stop them?" Swift Star added.

"And just how do you plan on making them talk Miss Swift?" Night Blade asked with solemnity. As one they turned to Applejack, who then shared a brief glance with Shadow and felt the blush mirrored on her own face, "Well we have to work with what we have I guess, you two may just be our best chance of stopping this thing," Night Blade purred with a grin.

"We second the motion!" Luna called as she swept past still keeping the swarm busy. "For Canterlot, for Equestria and mostly so one can cease flying in circles!" Luna’s doppler voice echoed back to them, swiftly followed by the hoard of hungry mouths in close pursuit.

The pair of trapped changelings had finally calmed down. The Night Guards had neatly swapped and checked the unicorns maintaining their magical prison during the Twilight protocol. The bigger of the two overheard what was going on outside the magical sphere and smiled to itself.

The two changelings conversed with one another in their confinement, changeling speech was all clicks and chittering and all the pony guards heard was an insect like buzzing. "Well 'Squelp', it seems that the night princess has found our little 'pets', not quite in the way we had planned but this could still work to our advantage."

The smaller drone just shook his head and rolled his multi-faceted eyes. "I've had enough of your plans 'Urahk', look where they led us this time. If we're lucky they will just kill us, it's bad enough that we get banished from the hive, now you had to go and ruin this new home for us too!"

"Oh shut it Squelp, I've never steered us wrong so far have I, have a little faith?" Urahk snapped back with a hiss.

Squelp actually laughed at that one, "You mean apart from that whole 'failed taking over Canterlot plan' you cooked up for the queen to try and get back in her good books? We both know that went sooooo well."

Urahk glared at Squelp as the smaller bug went on, "Or when we crawled back to the hive to plead for mercy when she banished us for being abominations? Who ever heard of a changeling that is made ill by love?"

"How was I supposed to know that pink alicorn pony had that much love in her? I mean she isn’t even a full blooded royal alicorn is she? The queen defeated the other white one with no trouble and everything was going to plan. It's not my fault her majesty chose that moment to monologue and let the blue and white unicorn be reunited with his sweetheart," Urahk snipped back with a flash of fangs.

"Yeah, yeah I’ve heard the whole story far too many times Urahk. It's all the queens fault of course...." Squelp said in a fed up way. "And another thing, we're stuck here because of you! I said we should have joined the rest of the swarm assaulting the barrier, but no! You had to be the 'clever one' and sneak in under the city!" Squelp was getting angry again and to his annoyance Urahk licked his lips.

"It's not my fault when that love shield flared up and threw back the queen and the rest of the swarm while we were stuck down and caves; getting flattened by it instead!" Urahk whined at Squelp attempting to fire his temper further, but it was of little use. Since the pair had been blasted with so much magic from Cadence and Shining Armour's supercharged spell neither changeling had been able to feed on love like regular changelings.

In fact the close proximity of any good feelings now made them both feel violently ill. On the plus side it seemed to have allowed them to sneak back into Canterlot despite the ponies’ new defences. No pony was looking for a changeling who could only feed on hate and anger, an oddity not seen before in Equestria. Neither insect understood how or why, but they seemed to be stuck with this 'love sickness' permanently.

The other main side effect of the event was they now craved negative emotions instead of love. Had they been in a state of mind to ponder it, they would have probably reasoned that they had been over-saturated with the positive force of the spell. It was like when a pony hyperventilates and takes in too much air. They had been smothered by the love in the spell and their power to absorb their normal food stuffs burnt out.

Now they counted it fortunate that they hated each other so much otherwise they would have both starved in Canterlot with all these happy ponies about. That's why they had searched the city for the most disgruntled equines they could and stoked their hate of Luna and her guard, a monster’s got to eat after all.

"Well I think more than just your eye has been broken, I think your mind got flattened too!" Squelp hissed back. That was another problem, you could only hurl insults and abuse at each other for so long before you became numb to it. Getting a response that could fill their hunger was getting harder and harder to attain from each other.

Yes the two damaged changelings hated each other, but they had also sucked each other dry in that regard. That's why Squelp had agreed to this crazy plan in the first place. If they could cause the night alicorn to be angry and become hated again then they would have food enough for months.

Urahk bashed Squelp over the head to shut him up as he saw another group of ponies coming. He could feel the anger and confusion coming off them.

"How many times do I have to tell you that don’t work anymore or I would have bashed your head in long ago," Squelp complained.

"Shut it, that officer one is coming again, play this right and we could get out of here." Urahk told his whinging companion.

The bat pony in charge came up to the barrier prison and glared at the two creatures inside, "I know you can understand me, what you did do to those parasprites?"

Urahk rose to his hooves, came up to the edge of the magical wall and fixed him with a cold stare from his one good eye, "What's in it for us bat boy? Why would we want to help your kind anyway?" Urahk said, in the mocking tone of his green unicorn disguise.

"I was hoping you would be in the mood for a deal, tell you what. Give us the information we want and we will just banish you from Equestria, back to your hive or whatever," Blade replied levely and Urahk felt a squirm of unease. The bat pony wasn't angry, in fact it was full of a kind of strange calm.

"Really?” escaped Squelp's hopeful reply before Urahk could shut him up.

"Of course not," Night Blade grinned as only a bat pony could, "But we could make your stay in our prison much more horrible if you cooperate." By the look of his companions, this wasn’t what they were expecting by the way they all looked at Blade in horror.

Urahk just snorted at that and licked his fangs, "The way I see it, we're the only ones who can stop our little pets. So you’re not in much of a position to demand anything from us." Blade grinned, but to his annoyance felt no ire in the bat pony before him, just that same smug calm. The changeling pressed on, rubbing a hoof on its scarred chest carapace as if polishing it. Urahk then studied his fore leg in pretend disinterest of Night Blade's proposal.

"Well I tried to be nasty about the whole thing, but you leave me no choice." Night Blade said, "Oh Shadow would you come here please?"

Both Urahk and Squelp each felt the rising bile in their thorax, the warm sticky feeling that they would normally crave was pouring off Shadow and it was all they could do not to wretch. Urahk was trying his best to keep his face from grimacing, but the nausea continued to build inside.

"Silly larvae, we're changelings, We can taste the affection coming off your friend, are you planning to feed us to death or something?" Urahk was sweating despite his brave words.

"Well it looks to me that you could do with a good meal, you're both pretty beat up," The wicked smile on Blade’s lips grew wider and Urahk tried his best to subtly swallow the bile in his throat.

At another motion of Blade’s hoof a pegasus trotted into view, "Now Swift here, reckons she saw you two going crazy when we brought Shadow and Applejack together before. She reckons you must be starving. But I think that would be mighty hard for your types as Canterlot is full of caring ponies to feed on. No disrespect to my good soldier, but It looked like you were trying to get as far as possible away from the love birds."

Urahk and Squelp both began to tremble at this, as Shadow heard even the mention of the mare who had won his heart both changelings felt his heart quicken. "Now we're not prisoners of war or anything. You can't go about being so nice as to feed us like that. In fact I insist on being punished for our crimes as the monsters we are. Bring on Horn screws and hot brands," Urahk demanded with the sweat now pouring down his face.

This was clearly turning out to be the oddest interrogation any of those present had heard, "Can't do that now, we’re all respectable ponies here. We have rules and have to stick to them. Swift, please go get our guest, we need to make sure these two are taken care of properly," Night Blade ordered, his smile never wavering.

Both the changelings felt it coming, it was like a tidal wave of sweet apple saurce as the orange earth pony came into view. The worst bit was she wasn't even fully certain about how she felt. All the confused excitement which only added to Urahk and Squelp's discomfort.

"Now now, that's close enough lady!" Squelp almost shouted. "There is no need to treat us so nice! Please!"

"Then tell us how to stop the parasprites," Night Blade asked in a sweet tone.

"I will never talk!" Urahk said bravely but there was a definite tremor in his voice now and he was turning an interesting shade of green.

Blade’s eyes twinkled, "Look boys we have two ponies here, very much in love, and we're not afraid to use em, so stop all this trotting in circles and tell us what we want,"

Night Dew, who catching onto Blade's game, smiled sweetly. Both Shadow and Applejack blushed even more.

"Well I'er like Shadow n all but that may be taking things a bit too far too fast," Applejack mumbled and Urahk covered his mouth, fearing his insides were about to be splashed all over their prison. She was still uncertain, bouncy tingly and... Urahk felt his stomach spasm.

He desperately tried to focus on Squelp who was dry heaving at the opposite side of the magical prison, but the fluttering in both Shadow and Applejack's hearts was overpowering. Shadow stared longingly Applejacks big green, nervous eyes as if trying to read the truth within and Urahk nearly choked as Shadow’s soul sang like a nightingale.

"No no, we won't tell you.
It's my master plan and I won't have it fail now," Urahk muttered almost like a mantra, trying desperately to block out the waves of affection pouring off the pair.

Applejack looked deeply into Shadow's eyes and Urahk doubled up in pain, he could almost hear her thoughts: Applejack thought she knew her heart, but there was always that little voice in the back of her head saying it could never work. She saw the pain in Shadow's slitted eyes and she was almost brought to tears. But what if it didn't work out? Wouldn't that just lead to more pain? She had lost loved ones before and didn't want to open her heart fully like that again.

"Applejack, if you.....I won't force anything like this..." Shadow said in a quiet voice.

“Curse you both! Urahk screamed before finally losing what was left of his stomach’s contents.

"Know that I love you more than I can say, but if you would be happier without me, or even with someone else then I understand," Shadow said with finality and Urahk joined Squelp on the floor, both of them shaking uncontrollably. The noble gesture of sacrifice it was too much!

The sounds of the two changelings thrashing about on the floor was loud and unpleasant but the world seemed to fade away for Applejack, she knew deep down that this was the time to make a choice. If she wanted she could keep hiding her heart away for fear of loss once again. Losing her mum and dad had been a wound that had never fully healed. Could she voluntarily let another pony in and risk losing them too?

"Shadow I, I...." Was all Applejack could say it was all becoming too much for her as her eyes rimmed with tears despite setting her jaw, determined not to break down.

Shadow seeing her pain and indecision put a hoof up to her mouth and gently shook his head with tears in his eyes," I understand, it was great but I won't be the cause of more hurt."

Applejack was taken aback, why did the world have to force this upon her? It simply wasn’t fair, why did she have to make a choice now? Couldn’t she….. Then she saw Shadow turn away, his head low and his whole demeanor broken. Applejack raised a hoof then lowered it slowly, the fears and worries that had been plaguing her for months choking her voice before she could call out to Shadow and stop him.

"As thy Princess I order thee to stop being a scared whelp and kiss thy husband to be or by the heavens we shall smite thee and all thy works! Thy trees shall burn and thy land shall become barren! This be a royal command and I place you under a hallowed quest to follow thy heart! Go get him thou foalish filly!" Princess Luna's royal Canterlot voice echoed across the city and caused several nearby windows to splinter then shatter. It reverberated off the mountain side and caused a number of small avalanches from the heights above.

Applejack froze, her head and her heart straining with each other. Her world focused on one point, or to be more precise one pony and before her mind could get in the way she galloped forward. Bursting through a cloud of doubt and fear she grasped the surprised Shadow Guard around his middle. Applejack then forced the stunned stallion round to look her right in the eyes before whispering the words she’d not dared even think of for so many years.

Shadow’s pupils shrank in amazement before going wide enough to fill the whole whites of his eyes. A huge smile flowed over his muzzle and he embraced Applejack before lifting her off the ground. His wings spread and beating slowly the pair almost drifted lazily into the air as they kissed.

Several of the onlookers wiped tears from their eyes and the changelings both keeled over in their bubble prison and begged for mercy. Screaming that they would do anything the ponies asked, only take the happy couple away before the changelings wretched up their insides.

Eventually Night Blade nodded with approval, "Right Shadow I think that's enough we have what we needed. Um Shadow? SHADOW! We wanted them to talk, not kill them! Swift get them down! Get up there Night Dew and pull them apart!" Night Blade called out but every pony was slow to act, the moment was just too powerful and too beautiful.

“So they bewitched the parasprites to go for my crown?” Luna asked with some surprise and Blade saluted.

“Yes your Highness, is seems they could only enchant the parasprites to crave a non-living object. I’m afraid that was the only way to let them revert back to their normal annoying selves.”

“But how come my spells had no effect on them? How could they be enchanted when practically immune to magic?” Luna asked, her expression thoughtful.

“It appears the changelings have done their homework your highness, they applied their mind altering powers to cast a variation of what I have been led to understand is called a ‘want it need it’ spell upon the very food they raised the parasprites on. That gave them the insatiable desire for your crown your Majesty.”

“And the magic immunity?” Luna prompted.

“The nature of the food gave them that your Highness, A peculiar zebra herb which has certain magic resistant properties. If that were to be concentrated then, well you get the idea.” Blade explained and Luna nodded as the pieces fell into place.

Blade’s face fell, “Ingenious in it’s own way, but could only have been possible because there are still some ponies willing to….”

Blade explained only for Luna to raise a hoof, “Yes, yes I know some still oppose my return.” Night Blade feared Luna would break down again, but to his delight she simply took a calming breath and straightened her back, “I know I will never win the approval of all my subjects, even Celestia never managed such a feat but if this whole experience has taught me anything then it’s better to worry about your own actions, not what everypony else thinks about you.”

Luna looked to the tellingly empty box on her desk, the impression of where a crown would normally be, prominent to all, “I never really liked it all that much, you know,” Luna added in a thoughtful manner.

“Your Highness?” Blade asked uncertainly.

“The crown itself I mean, a lump of metal at the end of the day and I’m sure Canterlot’s artisans can fashon me a new one with admirable speed,” Luna explained in a pensive tone. It was the meaning behind the crown that Luna had always coveted: To be respected, admired and seen as something of value, especially when compared with Celestia.

Luna had been so obsessed with chasing the ‘ideal’ that ponies loved so much that she’d….well that was behind her now. The plot played on Luna’s weaknesses, she could see that now. Pulling at her own insecurities of the past.

Luna felt the grin returning, “That many still disapprove of my return is quite frankly, their problem, not mine good Sir Knight. I have paid for my crimes and we look to the future now.”

Blade smiled in return and before Luna moved to more current matters, “What of the changelings?”

Blade’s smile faded, “Urahk and Squelp have both been taken to the Canterlot dungeons your Highness. They claim to have been banished from the hive and are seen as aberrations by their fellow changelings.”

Luna raised an eyebrow as Blade explained, “I don’t understand it fully myself your Majesty, but it seems that when ‘Princess Cadence’ and ‘Shining Armour’ thwarted the changelings attack on Canterlot there were some unintended side effects for the changelings trapped by the blast.”

“I see,” Luna replied, tapping her hoof on her muzzle, Blade’s face was unreadable as Luna continued to ponder the new problem, “It’s not going to be an easy problem to solve, but keeping them in the prisons with other disgruntled inmates may be the only way to feed them until we come up with a better plan.”

“There are very few criminals in Canterlot who remained stubbornly unrepentant of their crimes your Highness, will it be enough to sustain them? Should we even try?” Blade asked with a look of disgust.

“Well we both know a little about being seen as monsters don’t we?” Luna added with a glint in her eye. “I believe they could with proper precautions actually be useful, their talents for sniffing out unrest and bad feeling could come in very handy.”

It was thin ice, Luna understood that. The fine line between monitoring Canterlot’s safety and full blown spying on their ponies was a difficult moral obstacle of course; but if Celestia could succeed in ‘Discord, the God of Chaos’, being redeemed then it wasn’t such a long shot in hoping they could help a pair of altered changelings find some positive role in their society?

She sighed, “Have them continue their stay in the dungeons for now, maybe have them sit in on a few interrogations and such to see if they can help investigations? Also see what they can teach us about changeling culture and customs.” Luna nodded to herself, “It’s not the best result for them, but until we come up with something better that will have to do.”

“As you command Princess,” Blade saluted dutifully.

Luna then turned to happier business, “I understand that Shadow and Applejack have set a date for their wedding? It seems that little skirmish was just what they needed to move things along nicely.”

“Indeed they have your Highness and the preparations are already underway,” Night Blade confirmed before smiling, “Shadow has asked if you could preside over the ceremony.”

Luna’s smile grew so wide that it threatened to bisect her cheeks, “I know, it’s been some time since I’ve done one. What prey tell are the customs for such an event these days?”

“I er…” Night Blade began.

“It can’t be all that different I’m sure, please make the arrangements good Sir Knight for the lores and customs of the relevant groups to be brought to me,” Luna commanded before taking a deep sigh of contentment and closing her eyes, “I wonder if they still do the whole thing with the dowries and such? I would imagine it would be hard for Shadow to muster that kind of money.”

“I think that particular tradition fell out of favour….” Blade tried but Luna was only half listening. She was going to officiate for a wedding! Her soul sung with joy and she quickly imagined all the happy ponies. This was going to be beautiful.

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The events at the docks may have been big news in Canterlot but it was soon overshadowed by far larger changes sweeping the whole of Equestria: The coronation of Princess Twilight Sparkle. To the amazement of the citizens of the land there was a new alicorn princess and with her elevation the ripples flowed through every level of pony society.

The security arrangements and work schedules for the different guards were wracked with upheaval. The tremors only subsided when it was resolved that Twilight’s personal guard would be initially drawn from both the Day and Night Guard until a suitable force could be recruited permanently. Night Dew was quickly drafted into this temporary force as second in command. So Shadow saw a lot less of his friend, but was happy for her upward progress.

The actual coronation was quickly organised and Shadow was glad to be drafted into its security, especially since would mean seeing his new fiancé Applejack in all her finery. The great day arrived and the main event hall was crammed with high society ponies. The walls were festooned with banners of all colours but none of this drew Shadow’s attention away from Applejack. Bedecked in an impressive blue and white gown, she looked wonderful as she stood alongside her friends and of course Twilight herself.

The speeches, the cheers and processions all passed Shadow by as his eyes kept straying to Applejack. As he continued to watch her she spared him a quick wink before following the other Element Bearers onto the castle’s balcony. Shadow felt his heart flutter before Applejack was finally lost to view behind several ponies and the banners they held.

Even as his world glimmered Shadow felt a reproving cuff about his head. Quickly turning Shadow’s happy cloud evaporated when he saw Night Blade’s stern eyes and sour expression, “Focus colt.” Shadow quickly shook himself down and with an apologetic cough quickly returned to the task at hoof.

"Applejack darling, you really must make the effort for this one. It's not like you get married every day now is it? Plus you’re a pillar of the community, a well know pony and everypony who’s anypony will want to be there!" Rarity called out in a distant manner.

Applejack chuckled as Rarity continued to tuck, trim and compare various materials along with patterns, "I know Rarity, I have been to my share of weddins yer know." Applejack snipped back before wincing, "Sorry. Thank yer kindly for helpin, but please don't go n make it too froo froo please." She pleaded. "I'm gonna be embarrassed enough with all them ponies watchin me as it is."

"Sorry dear but it’s a fact now, we’re all well known throughout Equestria, there is simply no way you can get married without some pomp and ceremony,” Rarity smiled up at Applejack, then seeing her expression gave a little cough, “Don’t worry I will do my best to make sure it’s not overdone, have I ever let you down before?”

"Well yer ain’t," Applejack admitted. "I'm just so nervous is all. I really do trust yer n all but it's just.....well I just don't know how ter put it."

"Of course, of course, your big day is coming up and you don't know if you’re coming or going I completely understand," Rarity assured.

"No need to worry, we're all going to be there A.J and I have everything planned out for you," Twilight added in a cheerful tone, “She was sitting at one of Rarity's work stations, quill held in her magic as she busily noted down everything.

Applejack saw Twilight waist deep in scrolls and paper. There were various pamphlets and guides about matrimony hovering about her like a school of fish. Fussing over Twilight was Spike, his crest of green scales just visible above the reams of notes and lists.

Applejack took a deep breath, I’m in good hooves, nothin ter worry about. We still have a few days to finish everythin. Despite herself, Applejack still couldn’t tame the butterflies in her stomach.

"It's totally understandable Applejack, just let us take the strain, you just concentrate on being your wonderful self," Rarity added as she shook her head and removed the trim she was considering. “I’m just glad Shadow has been kept busy back at Canterlot, the last thing we need is him being ‘googly eyed’ and in the way while we plan things.”

Applejack paused, “Rarity, that ain’t true he ain’t always googly eyed, I….” The boutique burst open and nearly caused Applejack to topple from the dressing stand. Feeling all the more jittery she saw it was only Applebloom along with her orange pegasus friend Scootaloo and Rarity’s little sister, Sweetie Bell a white unicorn.

The three young fillies stared up her with wide eyes and Applejack felt the first stirrings of panic, this was compounded as Rainbow Dash followed them in, "There you are A.J, I just wanted....." Rainbow Dash began before she stopped, open mouthed and stared at Applejack in a blank fashion.

"Don't-say-one-word R.D, I can see in yer eyes yer gonna say summit y’all regret." Applejack told Dash in a level tone.

"Hey A.J I wasn't going to say anything, just I never thought I would see you so spruced up. You look real posh," Rainbow Dash added with a slight grin.

"Thank you Rainbow, I like to think I have some talent for making ponies look their best," Rarity chided.

"Wow sis yer really do look real pretty!" Applebloom agreed.

"Rarity the dress is amazing!" Sweetie Bell finished up. "Oh and you look great too Applejack!" She added as an afterthought before grinning with embarrassment.

Applejack’s cheeks went the same colour as the apples on her flank at the praise, "Aww come on y’all don't be makin more of me than I am,"

"Now see here Applejack! I will not have you sell yourself short like that! You have the greatest natural beauty I have seen on any pony," Rarity scolded her friend. "I just happened to know the best way to bring that out."

"Well if y’all say so..." Applejack said with a tiny smile, still far from convinced.

"Thank Luna that's over, if I have to deal with another one of those stuck up ponies who think they are Celestia's gift to the world, I’m gonna buck em right in the face," Swift Star voiced. The first few arrests had been simple enough, but as the evidence led the soldiers higher up the chain of conspirators they had been bogged down with more and more legal protocol.

Swift found herself missing the simple night patrols, at least a pony knew where they stood then. The investigation had very quickly moved above the standard ‘grunt level’. Still, at least no more changelings had been found, that was something to be grateful for she surmised.

"Don't worry Swift there are ponies trained to deal with this kind of thing, before you know it you’ll be walking Crystal Joke home once more," Night Blade consoled, "I also noted he was sober the last time I saw him with you, or are my eyes getting bad in my old age?"

Swift Star felt for the first time in ages a blush forming on her face, "I don't know what you mean Sgt., I was just making sure he got home safely that's all. Just doing my job as a Night Guard I assure you."

Night Blade cocked an eyebrow, at this response. "From what I recall, it was day time and you weren't even on duty Swift? You're taking your protection of this particular stallion very seriously I see. Then again I could have been mistaken, getting old and all. Might have been mistaken."

"It must be sir," Swift agreed in a far away tone.

Blade chuckled to himself as he finished the report he was writing, “When I say trained ponies I of course mean ‘me’, so if you’re quite finished complaining I have reports to complete.”

Before Swift could reply a huge sigh resounded about the barracks. Night Dew trotted in and gave them both a weary stare before lifting her helmet. Swift couldn’t miss the new lieutenant badge affixed to the helmet as Dew flung it onto the table with a snort. She flopped down onto one of the pillows set out for such and let herself go a limp as a ragdoll.

"I see the new duties are keeping you busy?" Night Blade enquired.

Night Dew opened one eye and looked at Night Blade in a tired way, "That Twilight is by far the craziest alicorn I have ever had to take care of and that commander ‘Defensive Stance’ has got his head so far up his own...." Night Dew was interrupted by a small cough from Night Blade and a snigger from Swift Star.

Dew coughed, "I mean it's a great chance to have Day and Night Guards working together in harmony for the good of Equestria and the safety of our Royal charges." The sarcasm in her voice could have sunk an airship.

Night Blade nodded sagely, "Welcome to the wonderful world of being an officer, just remember now you're in the right place to do a lot of good.” Blade paused for a moment before opening the draw of his desk with a flourish, “Oh and this may help, I meant to give it you before but you know how snowed under we are with work." Blade presented a small and well worn book before tossing it to Night Dew who caught it in both hooves.

Night Dew read out the title: “ ‘The protocols and directions for the Guards of Equestria’ um thanks Sgt," Night Dew looked at the old tome with a confused eye.

"Open her up, she's been my best friend on the force." Night Blade told her with smile.

Looking very dubious Night Dew opened the book and Swift watched in mounting interest as Dew’s expression went through several changes. First surprise, then boredom and then a sudden glowing excitement.

Seeing Swift’s confusion Dew quickly handed the book over. Swift flicked through a few pages and saw it was full of dull directions and protocols regarding the running of the guard. “I don’t…” Swift Star began but then she realized what was so special: Every vague and easily misinterpreted line was highlighted in yellow. Every obscure ruling that could be used in a 'not so intended way' was picked out in red. This book was a wealth of experience for side stepping silly orders and stupid plans.

It dawned on Swift that this 'one book' could give Dew so much leeway that she could cut through most of the pomp and red tape that always came with higher command, “Is this what I think it is?”

Night Dew clearly thought so as she bounced excitedly, all signs of the previous defeated manner vanishing, "Thanks Sgt, I can't tell you how much this means to me!" Blade smiled all the wider as Dew looked ready to dive across the room and hug him tightly.

"Just promise me you will only use your new found powers for good and make sure you study hard." Blade looked at her with pride, “You deserve it Dew, keep this up and you’ll make a make a great commander one day.”

Swift shared the happy moment, giving Dew a winning smile even as Blade finally laid down his quill, “Well that’s me ladies, I have my other family to attend to. Finish up here and I’ll see you both in Ponyville.”

Swift gave Blade a quick salute before laying back on her own cushion, “There’s going to be a lot more guards about in the coming months.”

“Too true,” Dew added, her nose deep in her new book, “I heard there’s been a massive influx of recruits applying to the Night too.”

“Well I’d join up too if Princess Luna was giving orders to kiss and get married loud enough to be heard in Fillydelphia,” Swift chuckled, “Yes sir, things are going to get real busy around here.”

Luna looked up and down the parchment for what felt like the hundredth time. As it was one of her own knights getting married she wanted things to be perfect. Oh she had been to lots of weddings and other functions, but seldom had she ever been asked to officiate. That had always been Celestia's job.

It was Luna’s time in the limelight now and she was determined to do it right. She would be giving the happy couple their vows and pronouncing the royal approval on the union. There were books on what she was meant to do, but to her dismay it turned out things had gotten far more complicated and formal than they used to be.

Then there was the added worry about traditions of different pony kinds. Each breed, earth, pegasus and unicorn had their own way of doing things. Throw a negasi into the mix and this whole event could turn into a right mess. True, the negasi hadn't been around as long as other pony breeds but that only provided even less precedent as for what Luna was meant to do.

All these protocols were making her head hurt, so in the end she came to the only conclusion which seemed right: She decided that it was probably best just to wing it. Drawing upon up her own ideas of what both parties would like, Luna took bits of earth pony and negasi culture mixed them together before adding some of her own sentiment for good measure.

Luna worked long into the day before she felt that she had something passable. Lying back on her cushion Luna held something in her hooves that she finally was happy with. Ponies got married all the time right, so it couldn't be too hard to make it happen?

“Now listen up all of yer! We’ve been gettin ponies hitched here since before Ponyville was founded n we ain’t goin ter ruin that fine tradition now. Not fer my granddaughter!” Granny Smith’s powerful call caused the assembled ponies to lean back in fear.

“I know it’s hard gettin all the Apples together these days, but that didn’t stop us!” Granny practically bellowed at her troops. “The Apple’s have spread far n wide over Equestria, being found from the far north to the deep south. Most folks know at least one member of the Apples no matter where in the land they came from so we’re gonna….” Granny Smith’s tirade wound down and Shadow risked a quick rubbing of his ears.

Granny, true to fashion, was running the show like an artillery commander calling in a 'strike'. She had all the ponies under her command lined up and standing to attention. Somehow Shadow seemed to have gotten sucked into the thick of it.

He looked up and down the line, seeing ponies of all shapes and shades. What was all the more shocking was that even Twilight was there among the crowd. Twilight may be a Princess now, but this was Granny Smith's home turf and she got the final say. Mares and stallions were busy galloping around on their assigned tasks, all watched over by Granny's stern eyes.

“Alright then, sound off!” Granny yelled again, her brief moment of confusion dispelled.

Shadow listened as one pony after another called out their tasks. Rarity had her hoof in the decorations and outfits. Fluttershy's animals were covering the music, Pinkie Pie the entertainment, Rainbow Dash was making sure the skies were clear and the Apple family were doing all the catering.

Each pony broke formation and went about their tasks and all too soon Shadow found himself face to face with Granny who eyed him with disapproval, “N what’s your task in all this sonny?”

Shadow felt the trickles of sweat begin to run down his neck, “I er….”

“Speak up sonny, I won’t have mumblin in ma unit!” Granny produced a clipboard, “Hmmm, ain’t got you down fer nothin?”

“Well I think I just need to be here,” Shadow tried only for Granny’s expression to darken.

“A free ride? Not on my watch!” Granny continued to watch Shadow as if he were some fly in a fresh barrel of cider.

“I could maybe….” Shadow tried but he found his mind was blank, what ‘do’ I do now? Granny’s stare continued to bore into him and with desperation Shadow let his mouth to the thinking, “I could patrol the area, make sure things are safe?”

Granny narrowed her eyes, “Is that a joke sonny? This here is Apple family land, it’s the safest ground in the whole of Ponyville.”

“Of course ‘Mam’, I er could make sure the guests are….well comfortable?” Shadow tried again but Granny just snorted.

They stared at each other for a while until Granny seemed to reach a decision, “Big Mac!” Shadow’s nerves jangled as the stallion in question marched up, “This here colt has the nerve ter not have anything useful ter do! Yer know what to do!”

Shadow looked almost pleadingly at Big Mac who just raised an dispassionate eyebrow, “Eyup.”

Shadow felt the irrational terror of some kind of punishment looming, but fell into step with Big Mac nevertheless. Silent as a statue Big Mac lead Shadow through the busy crowds and out into the orchards, all the while continuing to stare straight ahead as if Shadow wasn’t even present.

They cantered at a steady pace along the winding paths and Shadow saw they were heading for the memorial tree again. The fear only doubled within Shadow as thoughts of some sort of execution loomed but as they approached the base of the hill Big Mac finally spoke up, "She's summit ain't she.”

Taking a steadying breath Shadow nodded, "Your sister is just…. ,well I don't think there is another mare like her in all of Equestria."

"I meant the tree," Big Mac added and Shadow coughed to hide his embarrassment.

"Oh right......yes the tree, well you have done a great job at nursing it back to health," Shadow answered feeling very silly.

"Well Mr Shadow, ma sister is all that too," Big Mac agreed.

Shadow felt like there was something more expected of him, but not knowing he just said the first thing that came to his mind, "Um nice day, Miss Rainbow Dash has done a good job."

"Eyup," was all that came in reply.

"So um...." Shadow began again but Big Mac just trotted past him up the hill before indicating that Shadow follow with a tilt of his head.

Big Mack lead Shadow up the path until they both stood at the base of the memorial tree proper before pausing and eyeing him with a dour expression. Shadow swallowed, not daring to ask what Big Mac meant to do.

"Mr Shadow," Big Mac called Shadow’s name as if announcing his turn on the chopping block.

"It took ma sister a long, long time ter get over losing ma and pa. She may be a right good pony with more gumption than most folks here, but under that there tough outside she has a soft heart a gold. She's been hurt bad and I don't want her gettin hurt again," Big Mac's voice wasn't raised, or angry he was simply stating facts.

"Now if y’all want to be part of this family, there is summit I need to know first. If I don't like the answer then there ain't no point takin this whole thing any further," Big Mac instructed Shadow. "Now I wanna hear the truth, no pussy footin and if I find out that ya have been liyin ter me, well...."

The nearby rock exploded into powder and made Big Mac’s intentions frighteningly clear. Shadow's eyes went wide with shock and he visibly trembled, "What was it you want to ask me Big Mac?" He finally managed to get out past his shaking lips.

Big Mac stood up to his full impressive height before answering, looming over Shadow like a red tidal wave posited to come crashing down, "Will you take care of Applejack fer me, through thick n thin? Even when she looks old n wrinkled like Granny? I want your word Mr Shadow that yer will. I need ter know yer will, even when she's being stubborn n won’t listen ter reason. I need ter know that y’all stay by her side, hoof prints on yer face n all?"

Shadow Guard blinked a few times. Of course he would, what kind of a question was that? Shadow was under no illusions of what he was getting himself into, he had met Applejack's temper first but he loved her all the same, "I have no intention of doing anything other than just that Big Mac."

Big Mac's stern face remained, but Shadow thought he caught the briefest flicker of a tremble. "That's good, because I know how much of a stubborn gal A.J can be. She will need some pony like that. Especially when she's bein right hard headed. That y'all gonna be with her no matter, means I don't have ta worry about her so much."

"Well glad we got that sorted out big guy, now if you......" Shadow began but it seemed that Big Mac wasn't finished.

To Shadow's surprise Big Mac’s eyes had begun to water. There came a tiny sniffle from what had been a terrifying, dangerous red mountain only seconds before and Shadow could saying another word Big Mac's back legs folded and his rump hit the ground in a stumbling sit.

"Thank you Mr Shadow, it's good to know she will be in good hooves," He blubbered.

Shadow moved up to the trembling mound of muscle, not sure what to do. It was hard enough when A.J looked sad, but Big Mac was a whole different matter. Shadow cautiously raised his hoof and tried to reach around Big Mac's wide shoulders.

"Now, now big guy, it's fine. I promise I will do everything I can to make Applejack happy and safe," Shadow assured.

"Thank you Mr Shadow!" Before Shadow could stop him, Big Mac had pulled him into a bone crushing hug. Shadow Guard felt the air being squeezed out of him and was worried he felt a couple of ribs were threatening to crack.

"What-are-you-two-doin?! We have been looking everywhere for the pair of yer!" Applebloom’s small, angry voice called from further down the hill.

Both Stallions broke apart and made a big show of dusting themselves down, "Oh Applebloom it's you. Well Granny Smith was giving out orders and well….Big Mac was just er....." Shadow Guard began to explain. Big Mac for his part gave one last sniffle before looking away to give himself time to clear his eyes.

"I don't care what yer doin, if yer don't come right now we’re gonna be late! They are almost ready ter start!" Applebloom rolled her eyes at the pair while muttering something under her breath about "Colts and their silly ways," before she headed back to the wedding proper with the train of her bridesmaids outfit trailing behind her.

Shadow shared a look with Big Mac and instantly understood the silent agreement between them, “We good?”

“Eyup,” Big Mac agreed before they both headed back over to the ceremony.

Applejack peaked out from the curtains of their home, it was a sight to stir the deepest feelings of anxiety in her heart. Shadow had gone missing and Big Mac who was tasked with giving her away was nowhere to be found, but apart from that everything seemed to be going well.

It was close to dusk and all the preparations were completed. The guests were all here and Sweet Apple Acres was transformed into a site worthy of any princess. Bunting, flowers and bows hung from the trees round about. The tables were struggling to hold up the food placed upon them and the lanterns, compete with their well fed torch bugs, were set to shine all night if need be.

It seemed lessons from previous events such as the latest Apple family reunion had been well learnt and space was efficiently used as only Twilight could arrange. Speaking of which A.J noted that most of the Apple clan had managed to make an appearance for the occasion. This coupled with over half of Shadow's own ‘herd’ meant all those gathered were pressing the limits of what the clearing could hold.

Applejack had only seen Shadow’s own parents at a distance so far, no doubt she’d get time to know them later. Traditions were funny things and bat ponies had a whole slew of them it seemed, including Applejack not getting be formally introduced to her future in-laws officially until after the service. Something about ‘letting Shadow stand on his own hooves’ or what not. Shadow was to organise himself without their interference as his first task of true independence. As her own gaze passed over the assembled bat ponies she tried not to worry about what other surprises might be in store for her.

"Well if we keep this up we’re gonna have to build another farm," Granny Smith commented. She was looking out at the other grand mares of the Apple family sitting in a group. The oldest mares of Raven's Rest had been invited to sit with them too and after a few awkward moments they seemed to be talking at least amiably.

“Well at least the youn’ungs don’t seem to rattled by it all,” Applejack said with a small smile. It was a joy to see that the foals of both kinds of ponies were mingling without hesitation, playing games with earth colts and fillies and even the few unicorns and pegasi too. The Apple clan was far from only earth ponies now, love seeing no boundary in regards to wings or horns.

Granny joined her at the window and they both smiled as foals of the night and day asked each other questions that only little children in their innocent way would ask. Learning about their earth bound and dark cousins respectively, “Eyup, young’uns always seemed ter accept differences better that us grown up folk,” Granny noted.

"Yep Granny, yer see things right different when that yer young," Applejack agreed.

"Don't mean foals can't be right nasty too if they take a mind to it," Granny added with a smile. "I remember ya getting in a fair amount of trouble as a little filly, yer still do come ter think of it. Always sorted it yerself though, I’m right proud of yer fer that."

Not for the last time that evening Applejack blushed, "Awww Granny yer didn't need ter remind me of them times now."

Granny Smith shrugged before grinning in a knowing way. "Well you were givin the other foals a piece of yer mind back then along with a taste of yer hooves. Don't seem yer have changed all that much."

Applejack rolled her eyes. "Now come on Granny, I may get ma self in some sticky situations, but I always do ma best to put em right."

"That yer do missy, that yer do." Granny said approvingly.

They both stood there, watching the guests for a while before Applejack put a hoof around Granny’s shoulders, "Thanks Granny, for everything." Applejack hugged her grandmare and allowed the long held tears to form in her eyes.

"Yer most welcome missy, just remember to be patient with that there 'neg-whatasie'. Stallions do some right strange things even without having bat wings n funny eyes, but then I am tellin yer what ya already know ain't I." Granny Smith smiled even wider. It was a tender moment that was broken by a cry.

"Applejack, come away from the window this instance!" Rarity scolded, "You can't be seen until it's time," Both earth ponies, young and old stared at her angrily.

Rarity paused before batting her main in an uncomfortable way, "I mean if that's alright with you Mrs Smith." Rarity fiddled with her fore hooves, "Sorry I just put so much work into Applejack's wedding dress I just....."

"It’s fine Rarity, yer right of course, bad luck n all that if Shadow sees me and what not," Applejack consoled her friend and moved away from the curtains.

"Well I don't have to be hidin nothin, I'll see yer at the finale ladies!" Granny Smith announced before she headed out the door with a skip in her step, "Now listen here y’all we're nearly ready ter start, so get in yer seats!" Granny shouted to the crowds beyond before closing the door behind her.

Rarity made one final check of Applejack, casting her critical eye over every seam and flourish, "I think that's it. Just need that brother of yours, the bridesmaids and we're ready to go." Rarity nodded to herself before giving a huge sigh.

"Could do with the groom too," Applejack said, failing to hide the worry in her voice.

"Oh that's alright, he's already fitted and....." Rarity saw the look in Applejack's eyes and gave her a hug with both fore hooves. "Applejack, he's not going anywhere. I saw the way he looks at you. He would never give up a chance to be with a mare such as you."

“But what if…” Applejack began before the door swung open again.

Applebloom appeared and lead Big Mac along with several fillies in tow. She quickly saw that Rarity had worked her magic on them all and before long there were five pretty bridesmaids ready for Rarity’s inspection.

Applejack couldn’t help but smile as Rarity fussed over Sweetie Bell most of all, the pride and joy shining in her eyes. Applejack waited before, with a final breath, Rarity closed her eyes and pronounced them all fit for purpose. There was nothing else for her to do other than ride it out now.

Rarity quickly glanced outside before giving Applejack an encouraging smile, "There we are, that stallion of yours is right where he should be." She trotted back and forth, arranging the procession and with a final whispered, "Good luck Applejack." Rarity slipped out of the front door and headed to join the other guests.

Smiling up at Big Mac, Applejack braced herself and as she heard the music begin outside commenced what felt the longest walk of her life.

Luna was practically bouncing with excitement as the chariot landed in the lantern ringed clearing. She admired the decorations, the cosy feeling in the air and drew in the rich sweet scent of Sweet Apple Acres.

The guard quickly formed up around Luna as she stepped down before beginning a stately trot towards the awaiting crowds. It made her heart leap to see so many happy and smiling ponies, more so that there were many bat ponies among them. To see them happy and enjoying themselves was like a soothing balm to her soul.

She was led past the onlookers on either side, all seated in rows and before the beautifully decorated raised dais where Luna was to conduct proceedings. As she approached a hush fell over the crowd and Luna felt the delight of being in the centre of things, happy...no honoured to be able to given such a responsibility.

As she drew near the dais Luna caught sight of Shadow Guard and treated him to playful wink as he saluted her, "I trust everything is ready?"

Shadow lowered his hoof and nodded, "Yes your majesty, I can’t tell you how much it means to me to have you conducting.”

"One of my soldiers gets married to one of my good friends? How could I pass up the chance?" Luna smiled and felt the warmth spreading through her. "Well, time to get this show on the road I think. No point in keeping every pony waiting." Luna said in modern equestrian with a touch of pride.

As she turned around to see all the happy smiles and thought her heart would burst and she spread her wings dramatically. Timed to perfection the clouds above parted and the full moon was revealed in all its beauty and Luna was rewarded with a gentle ‘oooo’ from the crowd.

She looked out across the seated herd, well most were sat down, as with any gathering of this size a few children were chasing each other up and down the central isle playfully. As the foals cantered up and down they were pursued by a their anixous parents who were clearly embarrassed by their children’s antics.

Using the time and distraction caused by this Luna studied the crowd. She saw Clear Frost sitting towards the back of the assembled group with a big grin and gave him a quick wink. Officially released from his temporary service in the Night Guard, Frost had thrown himself at his chosen profession with vigour by making an impressive centerpiece for the wedding.

The sculpture showed the happy couple seated and looking into each other’s eyes, in front of a crescent moon and Luna thought he had a right to be proud. It was a wonderful example of his craft and Frost’s efforts had helped this night become a reality in his own way. Luna's view moved further across the scene before her.

Night Blade was with his wife ‘Dark Grace’. She had a certain glow about her tonight that Luna reckoned she knew. Dark Grace would have some happy news for her husband this night if Luna was any judge. She dearly hoped so, knowing how much Blade had always wanted children and made a note to quietly ask Dark Grace if she was with foal before the end of the evening.

Swift Star was sitting with a purple unicorn that looked like he was nursing a sore head. Ah Crystal Joke Luna thought to herself. Luna recognized the stallion and chuckled to herself as she remembered some of the better puns the comedian had told. Swift was doing her best to help the stallion keep off the bottle, but it seemed it was going to be a long path by the way Crystal was holding his head and wearing a pair of dark glasses.

As Luna's view shifted to Night Dew she was in no way surprised that the mare was not sitting in the crowd but standing to attention at the side of the clearing. With Twilight here Dew was on duty, wearing her full ceremonial armour the newly promoted lieutenant was alert for any trouble and standing a discreet distance from her charge. Both Luna and Twilight's guards were here in force, not surprising with two princesses attending such a high profile event.

Equestria's newest princess chatted quietly with her friends. Apart from the wings Twilight sparkle didn't seem much changed by the whole princess thing. Luna knew different and was impressed by how Twilight was coping with her new work load as royalty. Twilight had been pouring over scrolls and etiquette lessons almost nonstop since her coronation yet didn’t show any sign of that strain as she sat with her friends. Twilight and the other Element Bearers were all beaming happily sitting on the front row next to Granny Smith.

It was a scene of happy ponies and that caused Luna's heart to leap for joy. She allowed a little flash of pride, they were impressed by her display. But as she said, no point in keeping them waiting any longer. The last of the excited foals were rounded up and they were finally ready to begin.

"Fillies and gentlecolts, it is my pleasure and blessing to be standing here tonight. To be the one to help one of my dear knights be joined to a mare who is a good friend of mine," As Luna spoke there arose a great musical blend of night time creatures directed by Fluttershy. The sweet symphony of nightingales sung an enchanting tune that formed a happy yet mysterious melody as it mixed with other nighttime sounds. The music came to its peak at the arrival of Applejack. All turned about to see her looking stunning in a dress of silken white, the reflected moonlight shimmering around Applejack like an aura.

Rarity had out done herself this time and there was a collective gasp of wonder as a couple of bats carried the hem of Applejack's wedding gown, keeping it off the floor as she made her slow pace up the aisle. The thin veil covering Applejack's face was unable to hide her smile. Big Mac in his own neatly fitting black suit was by her side and struggling not to cry if Luna was any judge.

The bridesmaids formed a line after them each in a matching gown in the same style and fabric as Applejack's, just blue and without the veils. Luna’s already brimming heart overflowed as she saw that each mare in the procession had white star blooms woven into their manes. Their gentle but recognizable fragrance drifting in the slight breeze. Night Blade, Swift Star and Night Dew along with other soldiers present saluted Applejack as she passed.

As the party came before Luna, Applejack received a final hug from Big Mac before moving to stand next to Shadow. Well she would have, but it seemed Big Mac wouldn't let her go immediately. He was crying openly now and Applejack had to whisper a few words into his ear. With a small nod he finally released her and, wiping the tears from his eyes, sat down next to Granny Smith who was shaking her head with a smile.

Luna watched the whole scene, her own heart glowing with joy while her face shone with delight. As the music concluded she began to speak once more, "Friends and fellow Equestrians, on this beautiful night we are gathered here as to witness, celebrate and cherish the love these two ponies. In this world where there are so many wonders it never ceases to amaze me of new ones appearing that catch me by surprise. As your Princess I have seen many fantastic things, but this event has to be one of the best."

"I have done my best to study the latest customs of the ponies of Equestria, in them all I have found a common link. The happy couple are to make sacred promises to each other," Luna turned to look to face Shadow Guard.

"Shadow Starlight Guard, an earth pony needs to know that you will care for them, with the same consideration as they do for the land. You are to nurture them, provide for them and protect them from harm. They are to be able to rely on you in their times of need. To always be on the lookout for them as they make their way in life. Shadow, do you promise with all your love and life within you to honour such an oath to Applejack. That you will be faithful to her and be an enduring and true companion to her from this day forth?"

Shadow Guard beamed at Applejack who was still covered by the veil, "With all my heart I vow to do these things, if she will let me be hers," With that promise made, Shadow Guard stooped and picked up a waiting wreath of White Star flowers before placing them on Applejack's head like a crown. He then lifted the veil to see Applejack's eyes wide and full of joy.

Luna then turned to look at the now revealed Applejack and gave her a little wink, "The negasi are ponies of the night and shadow, which are two of my favourite things. They value three attributes above all others: Their kin, their home and loyalty to their rulers," there was just the tiniest sense of a tremor in Luna's voice as she said these last words.

Luna quickly quashed the brief flash of sadness. The ember of guilt that the bat ponies were only loyal to her because of their cursed heritage came to the fore before being snuffed out by the joy of this moment. They were their own breed now, their own selves and Luna took solace from the words spoken by Celestia, “Do you know what I did with those broken pieces? I used them to make a fresh piece. Filling the gaps with new purpose, stronger than before.”

Luna swallowed before smiling at the evidence before her own eyes, "A negasi needs to know that their wife will help them protect their family both near and far should they be called on to do so. The mare is to be a pillar of support to the home, they are to be as unmovable as the mountains in support of their husband as he is to her. The mare is to provide shelter for those within the caves and to stand watch when called upon to do so."

Feeling more confident by the moment Luna pressed on, "They are to support their husband as he strives to support his princesses in whatever way he is called upon to do so, be that in battle, sacrifice of time, skills or even giving of his life if need be," Luna smiled again despite a few tears starting to form in her eyes.

"Applejack, do you promise to hold to these oaths from this day forth?" Luna asked softly.

Applejack paused and for one terrible moment Luna feared she’d changed her mind, "I vow I’ll keep these promises ter Shadow with all the strength that's in ma body n heart." Her green eyes moved to Shadow's blue slitted ones and Luna saw the love in them as Applejack produced a small oak seed and placed it into his waiting hoof.

Luna beamed, "Well done, now I want you both to understand that you are equal partners in this union, although your roles may be different, they are both just as vital to the success of your marriage. You are bound as one family now and as a family you are to aid each other in your roles along with your future foals. You are responsible to raise your posterity in love and truth."

Luna studied both ponies and had little doubt they would make amazing parents, "I wish you all the happiness and joy as one of your princesses that I can. I know that as you honour the promises you have made to each other now, you and your children will be happy. Your new family will brighten Equestria for generations to come."

Luna's happy voice took on a serious tone, "There will be storms and tough times ahead, but like the mighty tree or the mountain that stands tall, together you may weather all that this life may throw at you. Grow through them together, you will be stronger together than you could ever be apart and will appreciate the many good times even more."

There was silence after this pronouncement and Luna's smile became a little fixed as all the ponies present looked at her for guidance,"Well?" She asked, "What are you waiting for you two, you're married go on kiss her," The pair looked at each other in confusion before looking back to Luna.

"Um beggin yer pardon Princess, but ain't yer forgettin a bit?" Applejack asked in a small voice.

Luna ran through all she had said, no they had made their vows. She had told them what was expected of them and what they could expect if they kept their promises to each other. She had placed the royal seal of approval on the happy pair, It was all neat and tidy. Luna Looked out to the crowd but they all just sat there waiting. In mounting confusion Luna looked to her most dependable source of information, Night Blade.

He was sitting a few rows back with his wife and was mouthing something to Luna. She narrowed her eyes and felt a blush from. He seemed to be saying "I now pro..."

Realization dawned on the Princess of the Night and she rolled her eyes. "Oh that, I didn't know they still expected that line these days. I thought Celestia just threw it in for the look of the thing." Luna smiled, mystery solved.

She was happy to slip back into old Equestrian for this one. Taking a deep breath she spread her wings once more for effect. News had gotten around of Luna's royal Canterlot voice (The most recent use of which had caused some significant property damage in Canterlot) and a lot of the ponies covered their ears, guessing what was to happen next.

With another wink to Shadow and Applejack, Luna opened her mouth and in a perfectly normal volume said: "One now pronounces thee both stallion and mare. Thou mayest kiss thy bride."

There was another moment of silence before the clearing erupted with the sounds of cheering and stomping from the onlooking ponies. Luna grinned all the wider as Shadow swept up Applejack and looked deeply into her eyes again, "Love you A.J" He then kissed her.

"Love ya too Shadow," Applejack said when they finally broke apart.

The reception was in full swing as Applejack and Shadow moved off to a pre-chosen part of the farm. It was within sight of the main house and they could even see the memorial tree from here too. Both ponies took turns at digging with their fore hooves to make a small hole into which Shadow carefully placed the small oak seed Applejack had given him. With the same amount of ceremony they covered it before Applejack took the wreath of flowers off her head and placed it onto the small mound.

With a big smile she removed the headdress and then took her normal everyday stetson, offered to her by Shadow, and placed it on her head. Her mane was now free to fall down her shoulders and Shadow saw how it was plated neatly and tied off with simple red ribbon. Shadow took a moment to admire his amazing wife and pondered on how happy he was. Applejack caught him looking at her in that distant way and smiled in a knowing manner.

"Well that's it, we started summit now," Applejack told her husband. "First time I ever heard of an earth pony getting hitched to a bat pony, they’re gonna be talkin about this fer years."

Shadow beamed dreamily, "Well we had best make sure they have good things to say huh?"

Applejack nodded in agreement, "Well they'll be expecting us back at the party, we shouldn't keep em all waitin."

As the pair returned they found that it was time for dancing. A full band was playing a classic farm tune and Shadow eagerly led his wife onto the wooden dance floor that had been asemmbled for just such an event. Shadow didn't know all the dance moves but Applejack talked him through them.

Pinkie Pie was having a blast as she bounced from one activity to another. Using her talents as an entertainer she got smiles and giggles from all. The negasi foals were especially in awe of this pink pony with boundless energy. This merriment wasn't limited to the foals either, a good number of adult ponies were joining in the games.

Very soon the orchards rang with the sounds of ponies rejoicing and laughing. The reception only finished a few hours before dawn and then only when even the most diehard guests finally headed home. It fell to those left to tidy things up, Applejack and Shadow offered to help but were firmly shooed away.

Both were tired but they didn't want to miss the opportunity see the last of the night so they headed off to await the new dawn. Finally alone they spent a special time together beneath the stars and the growing light of the next day. It was a romantic way to begin what they hope would be a long and happy marriage.

The celebrating equines didn't notice that Luna had slipped away from the party proper after congratulating Dark Grace and Night Blade on their expected foal. Yep, you’ve still got it Luna, not bad after a thousand years. She now walked the paths and byways among orchards of Sweet Apple Acres.

She first made her way to the memorial tree and spent some time looking at the two grave markers. She then turned her attention up to the tree itself. Though battered and damaged by what life had thrown at it, the tree still stood tall, marking the memory of good things that have been and gone, but were never lost.

Luna's wandering didn't have any planned course and after that and she just followed where her hooves took her. It was a beautiful night even if she did say so herself. The torch bugs and other nighttime creatures were out in force and Luna marvelled at how the simple things of the world could lift her spirits so much. Bats flitted back and forth chasing each other in the moonlight and owls could be heard calling to one another. Luna was at peace with the world for the first time in what felt like forever.

She pricked her ears, all the better to take in the sweet sounds of predawn. It was then she caught an odd sound among the fauna, curiosity peaked she followed the sound until she discovered its source.

Blushing Luna realized she had stumbled upon the happy couple getting to know each other in a much more intimate way in a small patch of concealed woodland. They were far too busy to notice her and Luna quickly slipped back into the night without a sound.

Shadow and Applejack were doing what stallions and mares had been doing since the dawn of time and was completely appropriate for the married pair. It was also completely their own business and Luna gave them their privacy. More than one kind of seed was being planted this night it seemed. Luna's hurried path led her to a mound of freshly disturbed dirt with a ring of flowers placed on it that only bloomed in moon light. She looked at it for some time, her mind lost in thought.

"A new beginning is just what some ponies need wouldn't you say Luna?" Celestia's gentle voice came soft but clear to Luna's ears.

Luna smiled, "Thank you for letting me run things tonight. That's the first wedding I have officiated for in over a thousand years."

"I know Luna, I can't think of a better one for you to start again with, the wedding of one of your loyal guards and one of the Element Bearers," Celestia commented looking down at the same patch of earth. "I like to think something wonderful can come from any tragedy. and I’d say this evening is a prime example," Celestia lowered her head and with the briefest flash of magic the little mound shuddered before a small sprout poked out reaching for the sky.

"I'm not sure you're meant to help quite that much ‘Tia’, the idea is it's their tree, they have to nurture it themselves as a first test of working together in their new lives." Luna commented with a mock reproachful tone.

"Oh you know me Luna, I can't help myself. I just want them to be successful, as with all the ponies we have charge of," Celestia replied with a grin.

"Oh I know about you and not being able to resist. I saw far fewer cakes and apple fritters on the tables," Luna countered with a mischievous grin.

Celestia gave a happy sigh. "Well the Apple family are some of the best bakers this side of Canterlot from what I hear, it would have been a crime not to have savoured their produce while I was stopping by to see you.

Both the princesses laughed, this was the gentle kind of banter they had missed during their time apart. Luna playfully flicked Celestia's flank with one of her wings making her older sister jump. Celestia giggled and Luna soon found her nose being tickled by the white alicorn's tail.

After a few minutes of playing around and chasing each other through the trees of Sweet Apple Acres they both settled down to watch the torch bugs flitting in the eaves of the trees. It was the playful games of two sisters who had missed each other’s company more than either could express in words. Even after all the hard and painful times they had been through the simple joy of play was a powerful remedy for soothing past ills.

Though it would have stunned most of their subjects to see them both acting so foal like, but even the co-rulers of Equestria were ponies and loved having fun together. Their combined duties meant they seldom got the chance to do so these days which is what made this time all the more important.

Resting her head on Celestia's neck Luna finally broke the gentle silence, "You know Tia, I think the negasi will be alright. I was so worried they were only loyal to me because residue of that spell I cast so long ago. I was so scared they would be hated and mistrusted by all other pony kinds, being a reminder of Nightmare Moon. This night's events have shown me how wrong I was."

"There will always be some friction Lunaas there has always been, but yes you're right. I think this night proves that things can get better." Celestia agreed. They sat there for a little while longer just enjoying each other’s company, but too soon it was time to get back to their duties as regent of the moon and sun.

Epilogue

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Ter say that things were all smiles n sunshine after that night, would have been a downright lie. Every life has some pain (Just had ma first foal and I can tell yer this much, it ain't easy) but there is right good times too. I reckon ya can't really have one without the other, otherwise ponies would never grow or learn to overcome their challenges. Like the fact that I got to hold ma first colt today n there ain't nothin like it in all of Equestria. That there is life, and yer make of it what yer put in.

Applejack was writing in her new journal. She wanted to have a record for her children to look back on. She wanted them to have the full chance to know her from their first days in this life. With her first born son in her fore hooves, she was contented as could be. ‘Little Star’ Oak lay there nestled against his mother's chest. She stroked his light brown coat, toyed with his short blond mane and admired his delicate pair of bat wings. His little ears were tufted just like a negasi too and his slitted turquoise eyes had looked on the world for a short while before he had fallen asleep.

It had been a busy day for the little pony along with his mother. Applejack was sitting up in the bed of her room in the Apple family home. Glancing out of the window, she watched Shadow Guard, Big Mac and little Applebloom working on the new buildings. With the family growing and the barracks at Canterlot being no place for a newborn, the ponies had been very busy putting up new accommodation on the farm.

Star Oak gave a tiny sigh, his little nose causing Applejack to beam with delight. Finally she managed to pull her eyes away from the new life clutched in her hooves and began to write some more.

If yer had asked me what I would be doin a year ago I can tell yer it wasn't this. But for when you young'uns read this, know that I wouldn't have it any other way. Your pa is working with your aunt and uncle as I write this to build our new home and he is by far the bravest and best stallion in this land. (Well yer uncle Big Mac comes in a close second, but don't let him know I wrote that.)

What would I tell yer now, Star if could understand me? I would tell yer to be a good colt an make yer ma n pa proud of yer. (My that's right strange writing that down fer the first time) I don't know what this here world is gonna hold for yer all, you bein a pony from two very different worlds, but if yer take after yer Pa y’all will be a hard worker n keep yerself in good livin.

Applejack smiled so much at the next thought that she nearly dropped her pencil. Shadow had been placed in charge of the night shift of the Ponyville guard. It wasn't a hard job, but Shadow worked hard at it nevertheless. Applejack would have told him not to overwork himself, but she wasn’t the best example of that either. She had been bucking apples and mending broken fences right up until she was only days away from her due date.

She looked out the window again to see Fluttershy approaching the new building with its workers. She had been coming around a lot recently, probably something to do with the fact that Big Mac had finally plucking up the courage to ask her to dance during the wedding reception.

They had been taking long walks together and Applejack had a good feeling that the big guy was mustering the nerve ask Fluttershy an even bigger question. Applejack thought it would be really nice to have Fluttershy as sister in law and Big Mac had A.J’s full support if that's really what he wanted.

Little Star Oak stirred again, stretching his small hooves and wings. Applejack couldn't help but look down at his wonderful little face and feel her heart leap for joy, "Well y’all just the sweetest thing ever. I don't reckon I could have asked fer a better foal than you little guy." She gave her son a warm hug and the little brown negasi briefly opened his eyes and blinked up at her.

The door to her room opened and Shadow trotted in followed closely by Applebloom. "Applejack, you'll never believe it! I got ma cutie mark!" Applebloom cried in excitement. She’d had grown a lot in the past year and her eye level was nearly at Applejack's muzzle when she was standing.

"That's great sugar cube, but try n keep it down huh? He's had a long day and is sleepin," Applejack said in a happy but quiet manner. After a moment to check that Star Oak was still resting Applejack went on. "Go on then, yer better show me it then and tell me how yer got it," The new mother said in a kindly tone.

"Sorry sis, I was just so excited." Applebloom said in much lower tone, "I was helpin Shadow and Big Mac on the new house, they were both wonderin what would be the best way ter fit the roof on and I kinda thought about it fer a while and I could just see how it would all fit together right. A picture of the finished house just popped in ma head and it all made sense."

The not so small Applebloom glanced at her hooves and began to trace circles in on the floor in an absent minded way, "I kinda had some ideas about how to make it really good, um if yer don't mind me showin yer n Shadow."

After looking to each other for agreement, both adult ponies nodded their encouragement to the her, if this was Applebloom's special talent then they felt it was right to help her explore it to the fullest.

With their approval gotten Applebloom proudly presented her flank to her big sister. The image of an apple blossom behind a crossed hammer and wrench now adorned the young mare's side.

"That's mighty fine Applebloom have yer told Granny yet?" A.J asked.

"Not yet sis, goin ter do it now," With that she turned about and rushed out to tell Granny Smith the good news.

Shadow Guard watched his sister-in-law gallop off and then turned back to his wife with his eyes brimming with pride, "Big Mac went off with Fluttershy and you know the other news so I thought it best to come and see how you two were getting on."

He moved up quietly so as not to wake his son. Turned out it was too late and the little brown colt was looking around his new world with his slitted eyes. Star Oak focused on his parents and though he was too young to really understand who they were he felt the love and smiled happily while giving a little gurgle.

"He's the second most wonderful thing I have ever seen," Shadow cooed as he gave Applejack a hug. He smelt of sawdust and wood glue but Applejack didn't mind. It was the smell of hard work and love. The little foal reached out a pair of tiny hooves and Applejack lent forward to nuzzle them.

"So that's it fer the day?" Applejack asked Shadow who nodded in reply.

"Yeah, I don't think we're gonna get any further on the house today. Though I think with Applebloom's new cutie mark maybe we should have her start planning the next stages. She seems to be brimming with ideas of what to do and how to do it," Shadow added. "Now though I think it's time for a bath, is there anything I can get you two before I do?" Shadow asked.

"Nah we're all good Shadow, y’all go get yourself cleaned up. I reckon yer will be ready in time fer what Granny is fixin up for us all," Applejack assured. Shadow leant forward and gave Applejack a kiss on the forehead and then one to his son before heading to the bathroom. Applejack picked up the pencil she had been writing with and added these new developments to the journal.

Well ain't this a turn up for the books it seems that Applebloom went and got her cutie mark too! Who would have reckoned that so many good things could come inter the world in such a short time. This day is sure gonna be one worth remembering so it's a good thing I started writin in this here journal. Well that's about all ma thoughts fer the day down so I’ll pick up ma pencil tomorrow. Until then goodnight journal.

Applejack rested back in the bed and brought little Star Oak up to her. She just lay there for a while, looking at the colt as his unfocused eyes moved from one thing in the room to another. Applejack had helped raise her little sister and so was under no illusions of what being a mother entailed.

This little bundle would no doubt be a real hoof full in time, sleepless nights and the crying of a foal were going to be heard in the Apple home once again. But right now, he was just so sweet and precious that Applejack was sure the colt was sent from heaven.

The little fella drifted off once more, having had his fill of excitement for one day and nuzzled up to his mother for warmth and comfort. Applejack looked out the window again and noted dusk was falling. before she closing her tired eyes and speaking quietly.

"Well Ma and Pa, I hope yer right proud of us all. We’re doin our best here and I sure know that I am happy right now." With that Applejack followed the example of her son. It had been a long day and she was tired. With a contented sigh she too drifted off into a deep sleep.

Sky Petal had tears in her eyes as she concluded the chapter that Applejack had written. She wasn't the only pony there who did. Star Oak and Evening Glade both felt a fresh surge of love for their parents. They felt closer to their mother than ever, having read the story of her and Shadow Guard coming together.

There was a tender moment as the three siblings embraced and then began to put the diaries safely into a box ready to be moved.

"Well that explains a lot don't it?" Glade commented.

Star nodded in agreement. "I never thought ma could ever have been so scared as to whether to say yes to pa, I can't think of her without him now."

"Sure glad I did yer lazy foals, otherwise I wouldn't have yer all sitting up there readin history books, when yer were meant to be clearing the place out," Applejack's voice carried up the ladder leading to the attic, she had sent them up to look for decorations.

"Sorry ma," the three ponies called down in unison.

A.J poked her head up into the loft space and smiled widely. “Glad you three finally found them, however there was work to be done down stairs.” The Apple family were hosting a celebration at Sweet Apple Acres and Applejack needed all hooves at the ready. 'Tinker Track' had gotten his job back and Pinkie Pie had thrown a huge party to congratulate the him.

The three ponies saw their mother, more lined with age than the pictures found in her books, but still but as wonderful as ever. The now much older and wiser mare smiled again. They didn't know how long she had been at the bottom of the ladder listening. Their mother had a stern look on her face, but this soon melted as she watched her three children smiling back at her.

"Aww come here y'all," A.J held out her fore hooves and the three grown up children came over, hugging her with affection.

"I was plannin to read em to y’all when yer were older, but I guess yer beat me to em," Applejack closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment of warmth and happiness before leaning back and turning to look at her children. "Now that's done with maybe y'all can help me put up the buntin from that there box?"

Applejack pointed out the box she had been wanting from the start and Evening Glade pulled it over before handing it to her. A.J nodded in satisfaction and began to make her way down the ladder. The three ponies still up in the loft space smiled to each other, before following Applejack down to help.

"I reckon we should keep diaries too yer know, for our kids," Sky Petal suggested. Her two brothers nodded in agreement and with that they all went down to help with the party preparations.

The End.

Ponies of two Worlds

by Golden Paw

A Foreword, Important points about Bat Ponies

Prologue, Events so far

A strange arrival in Equestria

Needed some sense knocked into him

They are more than just Trees

The rooting out of the Problem

Here but the Heart is Absent

Lessons and Letters

The beauty of the Night.

Consequences.

Recruitment

Absence only makes the heart grow fonder.

Secrets within Secrets

Confessions of the heart

Promises and the fulfillment of dreams.

Epilogue