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// Log 4150: Getting down to business 
// Story: Equestrian Human 
// by TheMajorTechie 
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Okay. We've got a place to live, Delmar somehow managed to grab a job at Stan's Soup Can place... or whatever it's called, and we've pretty much settled down now.

Which means that it's time to get to business.





Delmar and I strolled through the bustling streets of Canterlot. There wasn't much particularly going on besides the typical day-to-day business stuff, so it wasn't as if there were massive crowds to push through or anything.

Also, Delmar's gotten back into the habit of tripping over his own hooves for some reason.

As for how we'll get an audience with the Princess Queen, I still don't have much of an idea. Or at least, not yet. I mean, we've still got around a week and a half left before we hit the deadline for opening up trade, and hopefully, that'd be enough time to get things going.

For now though, we've gotta first start talking to some higher-ups and maybe try to work out a way towards Queen Celestia.

...

WAIT A SECOND. Technically, I'm nobility, if you're tracing lineage through my apparently corrupt parents and count up the number of things I'm set to inherit once I "come of age".

All I gotta do is find my aforementioned parents. And I know just where they're probably gonna be.





"HEYO!" I shouted, kicking the door open in the Canterlot Correctional Facility's visitor center, "Can I see my parents?!"

"Gadget!" Delmar cringed, "You're making a scene!"

However, the guard standing by the door I had just burst through didn't seem to care about my antics. All he did was nod and walk off into some side-room office thing.





"Inmate number 6601, Michael Rowe Wayve, please report to the visitor's center."

Well... it's either now or never.