//------------------------------// // Chapter 5- Alicorn in Tea Room // Story: Trade Wind: Royal Tutor // by BlackBonitaCherry //------------------------------// Boast Busters Luna’s eyebrow twitched, the alicorn doing all she can to not blast the unicorn in front of her. She could understand Sister’s desire to have Trade Wind tutor her, and why she arranged for a speech tutor as well. What she could not understand is why this stallion was chosen to tutor her as well. “As you can see here Princess, we unicorns have improved life in this city and have made great strides towards improving life throughout all of Equestria. Our progress has halted at certain points, but we are doing our best to deal with the disruptive elements throughout the land,” Luna frowned. “And what exactly are these disruptive elements?” the unicorn faltered, smile falling before grinning even wider. “We’ll get to that later Your Highness, now we must cover Magical History,” a whistling sound caught her attention and she sensed something approaching the room they were in with fast speed.  “Your Highness are you listening?” she gave him a sharp look. “Watch how you address us,” he twitched,  “I am just doing what I can to help you-” the doors on the balcony shuddered, the knobs turning down and opening as the approaching figure came even closer.  “Is that, Trade Wind?” the stallion stiffened, blanching as the pegasus flew in through the now open balcony, landing with a sharp thud, bowing to Luna. “Sorry for my tardiness your Highness, I was somewhat, detained,” then her sharp, blue eyes turned to the unicorn, lips pulling back into a frown, “Hello Runescape, care to tell me how you entered the palace without permission?” he straightened, glowering at her. “I have an invitation from Prince Blueblood himse-” “Prince Blueblood does not own the castle, Princess Celestia does, and how the two of you thought you could get away with this is rather surprising,” frowning, Luna stared at her so-called unicorn tutor. “You are not my tutor?” “Your Highness if you were to learn from him, you would end up offending every single non-unicorn throughout Equestria, and alienate the Nocturne as well if he had his way,” the alicorn scowled. “We see,” the stallion stammered, backing away as she took one step forward, “Y-your Highness, this is just a misunder-” “GUARDS!” she bellowed, shaking the room and bringing in several Royal Guards, “Detain that unicorn! Throw him into the dungeon!” they ran in and tackled him, putting a restraint on his horn and dragging him kicking and screaming out of the room. A hiss of the fire dragged her attention to where the pegasus was dropping a bunch of books and scrolls into the flames. “Pro-unicorn propaganda,” was the simple reply, she huffed. “We are glad that he is not our tutor, he was growing rather tiresome and we did not want to offend our sister by questioning her choices,” Trade Wind hummed, taking out her saddlebag, “Rather than question, you can always talk about the stallion at the supper table and the different subjects that he showed to you. Along with the books that he wants you to read, and the rest could’ve been taken care of,” Luna narrowed her eyes. “Your a shrewd one aren’t you?” that got her a secret smile, “You can say that Your Highness, now, are you ready for the session?” “We still do not understand why this is necessary, we know Haycart’s Method, have been using it since we have arrived to learn what has gone on in the past thousand years,” and gaining quite the headache as well. “I’m not here to tutor you on subjects you can learn in books your Highness,” “Then why are you here?” she interrupted, confused, Trade Wind quirked her lips up. “Well that depends on how our sessions go, now I’m going to ask you a set of questions to determine what we will be covering,” she took out a scroll, unrolling the top of it while Luna reluctantly settled on a lounge chair, “Now, between going to a theater or going to a derby race, which one do you prefer?” Luna blinked. “Is this necessary?” “Your Highness,” the alicorn groaned. “Fine, while a race sounds interesting, I’d rather fly in one, but I would prefer going to the theater,” there had been a few plays in her time and she was quite curious about what kind of ones there are now. “Good, now list your preferred tastes in order of sweet, salted, sour, bitter, and umami,” the alicorn felt that this was going to be a very strange tutoring session. But Celly recommended her so she would go along with the silliness. For now. “Is this safe?” Spike asked, staring at the cloud with wide eyes and gulping, his clawed feet on board Frost lent him. “It’s fun!” Scootaloo cheered, wings buzzing as she zoomed around the rink, shooting into the air and bouncing off a cloud, using the momentum to reach a ramp that went back down into the rink in loops.  “Come on Scales!” something pushed him and he fell with a yelp as the board tilted down into the rink.  “Caramel!” Glaze’s loud voice reached his ears as he flailed, trying to maintain his balance and avoid the laughing orange filly who had been just as nervous as him. Ten Minutes Ago. Seeing a wall up ahead, he tried turning and ended up falling onto his face with an oomph, the board flying out from his feet and crashing into Scootaloo who let out a ‘Woah’ as she too, lost her balance. “A-are you t-two okay?” Frost flew down to them, fretting as they got up. “Yeah, luckily I’m a dragon so even if it wasn’t a cloud I wouldn’t have gotten hurt,” he accepted the talons held out to him, pulling himself up as Glaze joined them, followed by a pouting Caramel as he helped Scootaloo up. “This place is wicked! I’ve been in Ponyville for years and never even knew it existed,” she said in amazement, cranking her head back to look at the rings floating in the air and the different ramps throughout the ‘skating stadium’ floating in the sky. “Our Uncle Shy built this, he even disguised it as a house and we have it registered with Mayor Mare too. Since Rainbow Dash also has a cloud house it’s not that big of an issue. If others found out about this place, they’ll swarm it like ants and try to claim it for themselves. There’s even a barrier that stops others from coming in without an invitation,” Glaze stated proudly, Spike blinked. “And you invited me? But I just met you guys!” “Yeah and? Frost likes you so it's fine,” the griffin turned red, glaring, well more like pouting, at his cousin who stuck her tongue out. “Yeah, and one of the only agreements we have on this place is everyone has to agree to whoever anyone wants to invite. If you want to invite someone but the others do not agree, then they cannot come in,” “Huh, has that happened yet?” he asked, seeing the look aimed at the only female griffin of the three. “It’s not like Diamond Tiara would have enjoyed skating anyways, even if Rarity cast the cloud-walking spell on her,” she grumbled, “And now she states she isn’t my friend,” “Good, she was a brat, and you were only her friend because she’s rich,” “Hey, you don’t have to go that far,” Scootaloo cried out, glaring at him, but Caramel stared at the floor. “No, he’s kind of right,” the filly gaped at her, but Spike wasn’t surprised. This cub had tried to hold a ticket ransom in exchange for his lunchbox, though he did not have a lunchbox. “W-why don’t we call it quits? I heard from Brother that Aunt Trixie is coming to town,” “Wait she is?” the twins cried out, shocked, “Why didn’t you say that earlier Frost?” Caramel demanded, making the cub shrink into himself. “Because she’s not supposed to be here for another thirty minutes,” he whispered, looking scared, Glaze smacked Caramel. “Knock it off sis, we can still meet with her, and I’m sure Junior will be excited to meet you,” “Hmph,” she stalked off, picking up her green and gold snowboard and flying through one of the exits.  “Whose Trixie?” Spike asked, picking up the loaned board and handing it to Frost who hung it up on the wall with a few others, Scootaloo also put hers up, having been told it only works on clouds and snow. “She’s a unicorn who attended WEU with Brother, she’s a traveling performer whose a master at illusion and magic tricks like Hoofdini himself.” “Traveling performer?” he asked, interested, Glaze turned to answer them, flying beside the small air balloon connected to the rink, the three boarding it (Frost wasn’t a very good flyer apparently.)  “Yeah, she performs tricks for the audience and riles them up with stories of her travels to keep them interested. She might also brag a bit, but that’s how a stage magician is supposed to act, I’m guessing you’ve never been to one before?” Spike shook his head, Canterlot was not known for ‘stage magic.’ “No, but you also said she was an illusionist?” “Yeah, it was how she got into the school, her illusions impressed the school board and she was the second female unicorn to be accepted into the school. The first is Rarity,” he added when Spike opened his mouth. He closed it. “Oh, does she still attend then?” “Yeah, she’ll go back in the fall, but seeing as it's summer she goes around doing her performances, I got a message from Hollow Shades that the residents there enjoyed her performance. She managed to fool their hearing to the point they thought there were twittermites approaching their town.” Spike froze. “Aren’t they on the other side of Equestria?” “Yes, yes they are,” huh, maybe Twilight would like to see the performance. So long as Trade Wind isn’t brought up. Speaking of which, “Spike!” Twilight approached them as she landed, a frown on her face, “Where were you? I have spells I need to work on but you weren’t around,” the dragon winced. “I left you a note that I was going to hang out with Frost!” “Yes but that was hours ago, now come on, I have a few spells I want to work on and I need you there,” Spike looked alarmed. “But a show pony is appearing in Ponyville! She’s supposed to be good at magic!” Twilight paused, frowning, luckily Rarity appeared. She had a stroller in front of her, a sleepy colt staring at them with half-lidded eyes, his blonde and purple mane covered by a small-cap. “Hello all, Twilight, do you want to come to see the show as well? I know it must be difficult sorting through all the orders but you must take a break from library work,” the purple mare flinched. “Orders?” she asked, weakly, Rarity gave her a confused look. “Yes, haven’t you been receiving request forms for new books in the library to order? You have received your library budget, haven’t you? I know the Knitting Circle is looking forward to the latest Pattern and Design Magazine, and the Mystery Club has been waiting for the latest installment of the Fangs and Talons mystery series. Oh, have you looked at the proposal for the audio section? They’ve recently come out with recording crystals, and if you have a radio you can insert the crystal into a slot to record your favorite show before taking it out. I know they do special audio readings of famous books, and I’m quite partial to the Shadow Spade adaptation. The mare they have for Spade is delightful!” Twilight looked overwhelmed while Spike gave her a side glance, puzzled. He had remembered Twilight receiving bits in the mail, but the mare ended up spending it on study supplies and magic books. As Celestia’s student it's what she’s always done and nothing was wrong with that, but he didn’t think about the fact she was also now the librarian and had new duties. “Is all of that important?” Twilight stammered, “They could buy the books and magazines in stores right?” the fashionista gave her a concerned glance. “Are you alright? And why wouldn’t it be? That is the duty of the library, always has been. Well, I’m going to the show, feel free to come,” Spike slipped away with Frost and the others, not waiting for Twilight to recover. “That explains why there have been no new books in the library, and I’m guessing there’s nothing new in the comic section?” Spike rubbed his head, feeling awkward. “Twilight moved the comics to the basement to make room for her magic books,” he didn’t mind because he could read them on his own time, but he’s pretty sure he wasn’t the only comic reader in Ponyville. Frost looked disappointed, “Oh, I was hoping to visit the library to look at them,” Spike scratched his cheek, feeling sheepish even though it technically wasn’t his fault. “Just go to the Comic Vault,” Caramel said impatiently, Glaze snapped his talons, “That’s true, that is always kept up to date,” feeling even more confused, Spike exchanged glances with Scootaloo who shrugged, not knowing what they were talking about either. “What’s the Comic Vault?” he asked, wondering if he would regret asking. --------------------- Rarity made sure Titanium Rose was comfortable before greeting Zephyr and Gabby, the latter immediately leaning over the stroller and cooing at the colt. “Everything alright?” the green pegasus asked, Rarity frowned. “I’m not sure, I came across Twilight scolding Spike for not being in the library to help with her magic studies, and when I inquired about new books for the library she kind of shut down?” she couldn’t understand why,  “Ah, well from what I understand she’s been studying her whole life,” “So has Trade Wind,” she pointed out, but the pegasus waved, “Yes but that mare has also been involved in more real-world stuff and the working class. Twilight on the other hand only knows about studying magic and recently friendship. She probably even isn’t aware that she should be doing both library work and apprenticeship work,” it made sense, but she did not like it all that much. “I wonder how she’s going to manage when Spike goes to school,” she saw the grimace on his face and frowned, “What?” “According to Fluttershy she has no intentions of Spike attending school since he is her assistant and doesn’t need to go,” feeling thrown, Rarity gaped at him. “B-but he’s a young dragon, underage, and going to school would be good for him,” “He would have to search outside of Ponyville though,” Zephyr said dryly, Gabby frowning sadly as Rarity looked between them. “What do you mean?” “Ponyville Schoolhouse sent letters to Carrot Mash and Reese, telling them that the cubs are no longer allowed to attend the school on the grounds of the teacher being unqualified to teach them,” anger boiled in her chest, her eyes widening in rage. “The EEA?” she gritted through her teeth, they both nodded, “And what about the Teaching Every Creatures Certificate, surely Cheerilee would do it, Fancy Pants promised the funding to any school threatened by those bigots,” she said incredulously. “She doesn’t want to risk it,” an angry voice stated, Reese, stopping by her and nodding to the other two, “I’ve been talking with that coward all summer and she feels that even with a Certificate, she would be unable to teach Caramel and Glaze. That it wouldn’t be fair to the other students,” Rarity found herself growling and took several deep breaths. “Have you been able to find alternatives?” she asked, worried, Reese let out a breath. “I’m trying, but there are not many schools near here, and homeschooling them isn’t possible either. I could contact a few tutors, and have them teach in the community center, but the fees alone,” she sighed, “Thankfully Scootaloo can still attend, even if I do not feel comfortable with her being taught by Cheerilee or getting bullies for having griffins for cousins.” Rarity thought about it. “Have you asked Trade Wind? Knowing her she’ll have a solution tomorrow morning if not tonight,” Reese looked around, checking for certain manes among the crowd before leaning in. “She’s not in the Castle, she’s back in Canterlot and will be there a few days, Moondancer is in charge at the moment,” she whispered in a low voice, and Rarity hummed. If Lyra was here she could ask the mare to send a letter, but unfortunately, the musician was on air at the moment. Considering enrollment was a time of the essence, they needed to contact the mare as soon as possible. A mailbox would be preferable, but is the mare in her house or on that ‘secret job’ that she is not telling anyone about?  Spotting Spike, she waved to him, getting his and the other’s attention. “Spike, I wonder if you can send a message to Princess Celestia real quick, for me,” the dragon blinked. “Uh sure,” at that moment the show started and she smiled at the dragon, summoning a scroll and quill to herself. “I’ll give it to you after the show, alright?” “Sure,” fireworks shot from both sides of the stage, spinning and zooming around the crowd, leaving them in awe as the colorful sparks flew through the air. Then the fireworks appeared over the stage and crashed against one another, startling everyone as a bright flash appeared. Then it went away, revealing Trixie in her caped glory, picking up her hat and bowing with a dramatic flourish. Hooves stamped against the ground, but Rarity frowned, eyeing the stage and realizing something was amiss. Where was Junior? “Greetings everyone, I am the Mysterious and Illustrious Trixie, Illusionist Extraordinaire and purveyor of shock and awe! Tonight you will all be witness to the bending of reality and learn to question your senses as I give you a show you will never forget!” her horn glowed and light emitted from her, forming two clones, one winking while the other spun a hat in her hoof, “Your mind will be bewitched and your senses muddled-” Rarity raised her hoof,  “Objection!” she called out, startling everyone who stared at her, Zephyr and Gabby were already laughing, “I call copyright,” Trixie narrowed her eyes, “And why is that?” “Because those are words Professor Cora uses in her potions class, you cannot use them as an illusionist!” Rarity accused, Trixie sputtered. “Well is it my fault she had a way with words?” she demanded, almost pouting, “Fine, how about this,  To be or not to be-” “That’s from our literature class,” Gabby called out, giggling, Trixie groaned, “Honestly, can’t a mare do this show in peace without being called out for quoting?” Zephyr smirked. “It depends, has your improv improved any?” “Has your dancing,” she shot back, causing laughter among a few of the audience. Rarity shook her head, chuckling, seeing one of the illusionary clones wink at her. This would be fun, wouldn’t it? --------------------------- They were almost near the end of the checklist, any cautiousness from Luna disappearing as she became invested in the questions and found them rather enjoyable. Celestia of course chose the time to come in when Trade Wind was asking Luna about embarrassing moments she could recall with her sister. “You know, when I asked you to be her tutor, it wasn’t so you could gain embarrassing info on me,” her sister stated dryly, a scroll floating in her magic as Trade grinned at her. “Considering everything Master Po has told me, I wanted to get a better picture from a non-biased source,” Luna snorted, surprising herself while Celly pouted, grumbling, ‘non-biased my ass’ under her breath. “Is there a reason your here sister?” the alicorn gave the scroll to Trade Wind, looking amused. “Spike sent me a letter from Rarity addressed to you,” Trade Wind unrolled it and her face darkened at the contents. “Reese needs help searching for a school for the twins, and possibly Frost as well,” she read further while Luna gave Celestia  searching look, getting a shaking head and frown in return, “She’s also asking about schooling for Spike, since Twilight isn’t interested,” she turned the letter over, brow furrowing, “Huh, Spike added a post it asking if he needed to attend schooling as well. Your Highness, does Twilight not know about the Education Bill that was passed?” Celestia rubbed her head. “I thought she did, Spike managed with tutors in the castle, and I thought he would attend the schoolhouse, but if Caramel and Glaze are no longer allowed. The EEA is becoming a pain again,” she sighed, “You would think after their constant losses throughout the years they would drop this xenophobic nonsense, we literally had to create an entirely new Educational Association so that they could no longer threaten the Accreditation of the WEU and Equestrian schools welcoming non-pony students. Luckily the authority of this new Association is being recognized, but most of the schools still operate in fear and ban those the EEA does not approve,” Luna scowled. “Abolish this organization then,” “I would if I could, but it was built by Starswirl himself, and therefore holds protections. I wish I had seen this sooner,” she sighed, looking exhausted, Luna placed a hoof on her shoulder. “Well this should be easy enough,” Trade Wind commented, breaking the solemn atmosphere, writing into a new scroll, “There’s a school in StarDusk that is still accepting students, and while it would take a while to set up a teleportation network between Ponyville and here, there are a pair of flyers I know who would enjoy the extra work. This should be enough till after the Grand Galloping Gala, at which point we can either do the transportation spell or,” she glanced at Princess Luna who blinked, “Princess Luna, how adverse would you be to a small school being included into the castle,” the alicorn thought about it. “Tis sounds like an interesting idea,” she stated, in fact it sounded more appealing than anything else she could think of. “Wonderful! I’ll go talk to Twilight Velvet and Night Light, by the way, have you seen Cadance? I haven’t seen her in the Castle at all today,” Trade twitched and looked to the side. “Oh, not sure,” Tia did not look convinced, “You can’t avoid her forever you know,” the pegasus gave her a raised eyebrow. “And you are not getting out of the List with Princess Luna you realize?” ‘List?’ Luna saw her sister pale and beat a hasty retreat. “Just remembered I have court, bye!” the doors slammed behind her. “Do we need to know what this list is?” Trade Wind waved her hoof,  “Nothing to worry about till later, Princess Celestia is being overdramatic,” Luna sighed. “She can be like that sometimes,” she agreed, before eyeing the list, “What is the next question?” her tutor grinned. “If you were to get into a fight with the Dragon Lord, how would you humiliate him?” her own blue eyes glinted. “It depends, is that loud, pompous Torch still in charge?” “Oh yes,” was the answer, the Princess of the Night gave a dark laugh,  “We have the perfect plan for one like that.” “I have the perfect plan!” Snips stated, marching off towards the forest, Snails trailing right behind him. “Is it another Woo Caramel plan?” the colt stopped and turned bright red, whirling on him. “No!” his high pitch voice became even higher, “We’re going to find an Urse Major and once we bring it to Ponyville, we can see real magic!” it was so boring in Ponyville! The only magic they learned was the ones taught by their parents. When Twilight Sparkle moved to town Snips had been hoping for something, considering she was the Princess’ personal student, but when she wasn’t with her friends she was in the library doing something or other. He almost gave up hope when Trixie appeared in town and did her show, and he wished to see even more of that magic. Too bad she went with that unicorn Rarity his mom always mutters about with the news that she would be leaving the next morning.  If he wanted to see more awesome magic, he needed to bring out the big guns. “One of the Ranger animals,” Snails suddenly stated, pointing ahead, Snips smirked, bringing out a bag from his pocket. ‘I got this,” his mom always used this to put him to sleep after all. The bear walking along the trail turned and growled at them warningly, only for the bag thrown against its face to open, sending it to sleep with the scent. “Yes!” Snips ran passed it, calling to Snails to hurry up. The upcoming magic show was going to be epic! --------- Laughing, Trixie accepted another cookie from Rarity, dipping it into the spicy tea and taking a bite, speaking once she swallowed. “If you thought they were sappy when they were ‘courting’ you should see them now, Professor Cora and Professor Oak are practically inseparable!” Paris huffed. “Still wish they’d hired us for the wedding though-” Ash swatted her, “And you know that if anyone was going to do it, it would be Crescent Spiral, and the dress she designed was gorgeous,” “It was,” Rarity agreed, looking rueful, “I wish we could have attended, just sending a gift didn’t seem enough,” Trixie hummed, “They wanted a small wedding after all, not many could attend, and there were worries of wedding crashers from those not pleased with the union,” “Princess Cadance herself blessed it, with her magic,” Rarity rubbed her forehead, “I’m getting a headache, I don’t suppose there’s anything else? Where’s Junior?” Trixie stiffened, getting their attention, “Trixie?” the unicorn sighed. “About Jun-” a roar interrupted them, the boutique shaking around them as the growling and sounds of screaming reached their ears. The four ran out of the Boutique, Trixie gaping at the Ursa Minor appearing in town,  “What the?” two colts approached them, and vaguely recognizing them from her earlier audience, she frowned as they hid behind her. “Go on Trixie! Defeat the Ursa Major!” she blanched. “Are you serious? That is not a Major at all, that’s a baby! If I do anything to it the mother would eviscerate me!” she had seen a Major once. Never again. “Eh, that’s not an Ursa Major?” the taller one asked stupidly, the shorter one frowned. “Why does that matter? Just defeat it with your awesome magic!” Trixie glared at him. “In case you didn’t hear-” a crunching sound made her freeze and she slowly turned to where the large cub was already walking away. After having crushed her trailer to a pancake. A heart wrenching scream echoed through the air, and it took her a moment to realize it was her as she ran to the ruins, horn lighting up as she desperately searched through the wreckage. “No no no,” tears blurring her eyes, she threw plank after plank, trying to recall where the spot was that she needed to get to but finding it difficult through her panic. “Trixie, Trixie! What’s wrong,” “J-junior,” she gasped, “Junior’s in ther-” Rarity looked horrified, horn lighting up, “Why was he in the trailer by himself? Is he sick?” she shook her head, crying,  “S-statue, stuck, couldn’t fix him,” “Get Limestone and Pinkie now!” Rarity told her business partners who ran off, before turning to help Trixie with the rubbish. Trixie vaguely heard that Twilight unicorn asking her for help, but she ignored her, intent on finding her charge and dreading what she could find. Seeing a gray ear, she lunged, freeing the space around it and bursting into sobs as she saw the crumbled statue of Junior, scattered around the floor. A dark gray hoof appeared in her vision, a familiar sharp voice saying something to Rarity on her other side before all the pieces were enveloped in a blue glow and taken out of the rubble. “We got him Trixie,” Limestone told her, “Oi Sword boy, get over here!” Zephyr joined them, and the three started working on putting the statue together, a grim Pinkie appearing as well, eyes narrowed as she used her Blessing to guide them. A wing wrapped around her side and she leaned into a feathered chest, Gabby rubbing her mane to help her calm down. “We just wanted to see some awesome magic!” the protest reached her ears and flicking an ear, she slowly turned to the two colts being reprimanded by a crowd of ponies, that purple unicorn glaring down at them. “Really? Then I’ll show you magic,” she stated, horn glowing, and in disbelief the showmare watched mustaches appearing on the colts mouths, who proceeded to marvel over them. “Are you kidding me?!” her exclamation shot through the air, anger and despair in her as she marched over to the startled unicorn, “These colts endanger everyone, and you punish them by rewarding them with a party trick?!” the a blue pegasus with a rainbow mane appeared. “Hey! If you hadn’t lied about the Ursa Major-” “She wasn’t lying about the Ursa Major,” Gabby stated, scowling, “She used Illusion magic to lure it away from a town and back into its cave, and she shouldn’t be blamed for what those two,” she pointed at the idiots, “Decided to do, and what I’m wondering is why you are allowed to decide their punishment, when you are not the Mayor or their parents,” Twilight took a step back. “W-well that is-” “She took care of the Ursa didn’t she?” and there was an Earth Pony, Mac’s little sister she believed, stepping in, “More than you did,” she directed this to Trixie who trembled, burning with rage. “I want the Mayor and those colts parents’ here now,” she stated in a cold voice, “Before I decide to take these colts to court for creatureslaughter,” “And I would be there as well,” a stern voice stated, Fluttershy flying down and giving the frightened colts a stare that made them gulp, “Because foolish acts or not, knocking out one of my Ranger animals? Leaving them dangerously close to the path the Ursa Major went down? If they had died you would be held responsible,” the pudgy colt blanched. “B-but h-how else would we have gotten to the cave?” “You wouldn’t have!” Fluttershy said sharply, “And Snails, that internship your parents tried asking me for, is not going to happen,” Pinkie stood next to her, glaring at the ringleader of the two. “And you will not be allowed near any of my parties mister, either of you,” the two started crying, ponies protesting, and the rainbow maned pegasus landed on the ground, gaping at them. “Come on, your animal didn’t get hurt Fluttershy, and creatureslaughter? No one got hurt, your making a fuss over a statue,” Trixie growled,  “Junior isn’t a statue yo-” “Mama?” the small voice had her whirling around and running to where Rarity, Zephyr, and Limestone were stepping away from a small gargoyle looking around himself in confusion, wings tight against his back. “Junior!” she scooped him up into a hug, nuzzling him as he accepted it with confused happiness, tail swaying. Calming down, she turned back and gave the ponies a glare, showing the small creature in her hooves that moments ago had been a statue. “You are lucky,” she told the colts, whose parents had just arrived, “Because if they had been unable to put him back together, you would have to face the justice of the Gargoyle nation, and they don’t have an age limit,” her dark promise had the adults paling, the Mayor in particular, “Now, shall we discuss their punishment or not?” the mare swallowed.