20 years ago, at 2000:
"Is this your grandpa?" The lady at the front desk raised an eyebrow, her eyes dancing between an old in wheelchairs and a young Celestia.
"Yeah," Celestia lied as Discord drooled: "My parents are busy so..."
"Sure..." The lady picked up her phone: "I need to check with my supervisor..."
"No, you don't," Luna says as Celestia wiped the saliva off of Discord's face.
"Excuse me..." The lady looks at Luna, but her eyes grew heavier with each second. Finally, the lady's head dropped as the sound of snoring filled the empty lobby.
"You will check him in," Luna says: "And you will not ask any questions."
"I will check him in and will not ask any questions," The lady's eyes snapped open.
"That's more like it!" Celestia smiled as the lady hands her a form: "Luna, watch over Mr. Discord as I fill in the information."
"Fine," Luna rolled her eyes: "It's not like he's going to dash off or something."
"Ha, ha..." Celestia rolled her eyes as she hands the form back to the front desk lady: "Very funny..."
"Ms. Celestia? Ms. Luna?" A man in suits approached the siblings: "I need to talk to you two."
"Sister?" Luna says, her eyes focused on the strange man: "We've got a visitor!"
"Behind me, Luna," Celestia gently pushes Luna aside as her stand materialized.
"I'm not your enemy!" The man puts his hands in the air as the front desk lady shuffle through paperwork: "I'm an agent from the Speedwagon Foundation, and I'm here to help."
"Sure," Luna comments as the front desk lady hands her a piece of paper: "Sis, we've got a room for Mr. Discord."
"Luna, you go ahead," Celestia wrapped an arm around the agent's shoulder: "I will deal with the situation here."
"Sure," Luna puts her hands on the handles of the wheelchair before following a nurse up the stairs.
"So, your name?" Celestia asks.
"You can call me Mr. Vault," The agent looks up at the teenager towering over him: "I'm here to inform you that both you and your sister are accepted to the Royal Academy of Equestria with a full scholarship."
"What?" Celestia's eyes almost popped out of the sockets: "But..."
"And you both are provided a position as advisors for the Foundation," Mr. Vault continues: "And your job starts after your graduation from the Royal Academy."
"But why?" Celestia pulled Mr. Vault in.
"You both are stand users," Mr. Vault says: "And it is to my understanding that your mother is also a stand user."
"How did you know all of these?" Celestia asks, her stand ready for attack.
"We have ways to find out," Mr. Vault says: "But we are not your enemies. If we are, then I won't be here talking to you."
"So how much do you know about us?" Celestia continues as her stand watch for her back.
"You see, there are a lot of stand users out there," Mr. Vault explains: "And some of them sought to destroy the reality as we know it."
"So you want our help?" Celestia raised an eyebrow.
"Not exactly," Mr. Vault cleared his throat: "I just want to make sure that you aren't one of them. If you are, then I hope you can change your mind."
"Try to destroy reality as we know it, huh?" Celestia looks back at where Discord was: "He will be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life, tortured by his worst nightmares for every second."
"There's more than that," Mr. Vault takes out a photo: "Do you know this man?"
"No," Celestia raised an eyebrow, looking at the half-naked man with a star on his shoulder: "Is this a model?"
"His name is Dio Brando," Mr. Vault gives Celestia the photo: "He sought to achieve [HEAVEN] by the power of his stand. He was destroyed years ago, but his subordinates all over the world are restless."
"Look, I can care less about this nonsense," Celestia looks at the photo: "We just want to live a normal without getting killed by some kind of crazy..."
"What if I tell you the Mr. Discord met Dio before?"
"What?" Celestia's eyes sparked before pulling Mr. Vault even closer: "What did just say?"
"You just eliminated one of Dio's friends," Mr. Vault hands Celestia a piece of document: "Not just a minion, but a friend, someone Dio trust enough to be considered a part of the [OVER HEAVEN] plan. Now that he's perished, more enemy will show up at your doorsteps."
"But wait!" Feeling dizzy, Celestia slapped herself: "If Dio is dead, then how are you supposed to carry the plan out?"
"We are not sure," Mr. Vault sighed: "But What we know is that his supporter will do everything to achieve it."
"Then fine," Celestia groaned: "Count us in, but if you try anything fishy, then my sister and I will make sure that you pay!"
"Of course," Mr. Vault smiled as Celestia release him from her arms: "Then have a good day, Ms. Faust."
"Dio Brando..." Celestia stares at the photo: "Dio..."
"Did you hire a stripper?" Luna's voice almost sent Celestia through the roofs: "Luna! What the hay!"
"Is that your boyfriend?" Luna's eyes lighted up: "Lemme see!"
"Luna!" Celestia sits bolt up, waking up from her dream while calling her sister's name: "Luna?"
Looking down at her sister, now unconscious on the bed, Celestia can't help but tear up. Mr. Discord is gone for good, but he took one last thing from the Fausts family.
"Tia?" A cadence of knocking snapped Celestia back to reality: "Today is the Equestria games, don't be late!"
"Yes, mother!" Celestia wiped her tears, stands up from her chair but fall back to her rumps immediately. It's the fifth time she has fallen asleep while watching over Luna.
"I will take care of Luna," Celestia's mother says with a gentle voice: "You just take care of yourself today, alright?"
"Of course, mom," Celestia hug her sleeping sister tightly, hoping to wake her beloved "lunatic" from the slumber. Alas, all is in vain: "Don't worry sister, I will fix you up!"
After closing the bedroom door behind her, Celestia takes out her phone and makes a call: "Is this the Speedwagon Foundation? Ok, good. Patch me through to Dr. K ...What? Again? I should have known...What about Dr. C? No? Ok...Did Pinka check in with you guys? No? Ok...Well, it appears that the Sunset at our school is at our side, which is good. Ok, just tell them that I called."