So it's early. Sue me. · 3:02am Dec 25th, 2018

Remember me saying I was going to release a Christmas preview for what's to come for the Quiververse? Well, you're getting it a day early.

As the group made its way down Canterlot’s famous Restaurant Row, Quiver looked up in shock at their destination. “Tartarus’ Kitchen? You booked us a table there?”

“Not really.” Twilight let out a nervous chuckle. “Princess Celestia has a table reserved there. I just borrowed it. Apparently, she’s a fan of Gorton Ramshead’s cooking.”

Sunrunner let out a low whistle. “She’s got good taste.”

“Ack!” The draconequus gagged and recoiled dramatically at the sight before him. “Good heavens, she’s hideous! How absolutely…!” The false shock wore off, and he doubled back. “Oh wait, you’re a stallion, nevermind.” He then produced a business card and offered it. “Discord, Spirit of Chaos. At your service.”

Quiver’s eyes were tabled and lacking in amusement at the sight before him. “Charmed.”

The door opened into a darkened entryway as a nervous stallion looked out onto his threshold. “Yes? May I help you?”

“Mister Sunburst?” As the bearded stallion opened his door the rest of the way, the pegasus on the other side explained, “I’ve been asked to bring you to Canterlot. Princess Celestia has requested your assistance with a matter of the utmost importance.”

“Me?” Sunburst looked at the guardspony with surprise through his eyeglasses. “What could I do for her?”

Flash Sentry smiled. “I’ll explain on the train ride over, sir.”

Rarity drew Spike into a comforting embrace, and gently said, “I do believe I owe you an apology, and quite a few words that should have been said some time ago.”

Coco Pommel’s eyes lit up in astonishment. “Everypony in Manehattan’s heard of you after what you’ve done there! But what are you doing going to Ponyville?”

Trixie’s gaze turned remorseful. “Because everypony in Ponyville has heard of me too, and not without reason.”

“A terrible storm is coming to Equestria, and we must all do what we can to ensure that we are ready for it. Otherwise, it could very well mean the end of the world as you know it.”

Pinkie Pie gave a dismissive snort. “That won’t be a problem! We should have plenty of time to get ready…!”

“You have two years at the most.”

The party planner considered that. “Okay, maybe not as much time as I’d hoped, but still.”

And also on the horizon…

“Who am I?” The newcomer ripped away the ring about the base of the unicorn's horn with his magic, then struck it hard with the palm of one hand. He then pulled away the hood of his cloak to reveal his face, a simian head with small nubs of horns like those of a bull emerging from either side. “I am Lord Tirek. And I have come to reclaim what was meant to be mine long ago.”

Pinkie Pie let out a theatrical gasp. “THEY’VE BEEN –!”

Vice Principal Luna put up her free hand as the other pinched the bridge of her nose. “Pinkie Pie, please, no loud screaming in the offices.”

The party girl grinned in apology. “Sorry!” She made another theatrical gasp and screamed in a whisper, “They’ve been brainwashed!”

That oughta whet everyone's appetites for what's to come.

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