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// Chapter 20: A Change of Pace Part 2 
// Story: Fallout: Equestria – The Hogwarts Chronicles 
// by Fanficwriter1994 
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~~~~~~~~~~~O~~~~~~~~~~~ 1st Pony POV – Rose Evans ~~~~~~~~~~~O~~~~~~~~~~~

There were a lot of odd things out in the Wasteland.

Ghouls are one thing, they’re basically the living dead, held alive by the necromantic powers of residual Balefire Magic. Pink Cloud appears to have been a similarly strange thing, seeing as it was Necromantic magic assuming the form of a gas. The deadliest motherfucking gas to ever be created, mundane or magical that is.

And then there was Puppysmiles Days, a little filly who would’ve died at Canterlot 200 years ago if she was in one of those suits, but instead she awoke a few months ago, set out apparently and started down the Long 52 highway, to search for her mom.

That was what we had figured out from the story of Puppysmiles Days and the Carnival horror she destroyed. The Ghost of 52, was none other than the filly whose grave we were searching for.

After our encounter with the Red Trotters and paying the fee, we continued on, stopping at one of the outposts but not resting since we had a limited timespan before we had to head back and we wanted to get as far as we could. Only stopped around midnight when we set up camp with me casting the Notice Me Not charm on our camp to protect us from Raiders.

The next day, which was the Sunday, we started on our way again. Our first goal was Salt Cube City, which I did comment sounded like Salt Lake City in the US. “Huh, funny that. The city was named such because of a giant salt cube made from a quarry and brough there. I’m afraid they were having a convention when the bombs fell so… Yeah, a lot of casualties.” Stated Lyra and the two mares sighed, knowing that this tragedy couldn’t be averted in all honesty.

“What I don’t understand is, why did the Zebra target that city? It’s not supposed to have been an industrial powerhouse, right? Nor a military base, it was a tourist trap.” I asked, puzzled by how the Zebras could’ve wasted a Balefire Bomb on something like that. It wasn’t like it would’ve done any good for them.

“The Zebras were fanatics, I can’t even begin to understand what was going through their heads but this? This is pretty tame considering what happened at Crescent Moon Valley and Luna Academy.” Stated Lyra and I couldn’t disagree with that. I had heard the horror stories, of Pink Cloud which wiped out a school full of foals. And it all started from a misunderstanding and trigger happy guards on the side of Equestria.

“I wonder what made them do it though.” Muttered Bon-Bon, she looked so heartbroken at the memory of the war and… yeah, the two lost all of their friends in the Last Day, they had only been visiting Sanctuary Hills when the Megaspells hit, so they weren’t well acquainted with any of the other Stable residents with which they had been herded into the Stable that day.

“Mom… can we change thetopic? This is getting kind of depressing.” I requested, not liking to think about all this much longer since I wanted to sleep and this was just getting worse and worse in my opinion.

Hopefully we wouldn’t get into any trouble tomorrow.

~~~~~~~~~~~O~~~~~~~~~~ 3rd Pony POV – Agent Muller, Site 20, Earth ~~~~~~~~~~~O~~~~~~~~~~

Within a sparse room a large group of individuals sat, wearing a mixture of labcoats or tactical gear.

All of them had a somewhat strange, circular insignia on their shoulders with the inscription “SCP” under it. These were members of the SCP Foundation, an international organization operating separately from any individual country. Translating the acronym gave away their mission: Secure, Contain, Protect”. Namely, to secure anomalous entities and objects, contain them, and protect humanity from them.

Agent Muller was a member of MTF Omegon-8, also known as the Witch Hunters.

This was a Mobile Task Force, a military unit specialized in containment of anomalies, tasked with the containment and securing of all manner of harmful Thaumaturgical objects. And this briefing was for this task force as well as their assigned scientific members.

To the front of the room walked Doctor Angelique Ratter, she was the site director of Site 20 which was located in Scotland. “Alright everyone, settle down. We have a lot to cover so let’s not waste any time.” She stated, sounding tired but to be fair, dealing with the nonsense of the GoI, or Group of Interest, that they were primarily assigned to, was kind of par for the course.

“So, to start with, a refresher of recent events. A few months ago GoI “International Confederacy of Wizards” had an incident in which the local magical school for the anomalous humanoids known as “Wizards” has vanished to be replaced by a devastated landscape and a number of settlements, none of them occupied but devastated as if by a nuclear war, along with ravenous monstrosities.” She begun the briefing, this was well known and thankfully the ICW’s Brittish member state was at least competent enough to contain that mess.

“However, a few weeks ago the school made contact with the British Ministry of Magic again. According to reports one of the students had shattered an instance of SCP-M922, a Philosopher’s Stone, created by Nicholas Flamel in self-defense against a professor possessed by PoI “Voldemort” or more accurately, a malevolent spirit of his.” She explained and noted one of the MTF members raising a hand to ask a question.

After being given the signal to speak Timber, who was an anomalous individual, or more accurately, a Wizard of non-magical parentage, asked: “Didn’t Voldemort undergo a LK-class Recoil Event when his killing curse was rebounded at him?” That… was a good question.

“We’re not privy to the details but recent reports indicate the existence of two or more SCP-M192 objects, “Horcrux” as they call it. One has been destroyed recently after being handed over by a student to the faculty.” Explained the doctor, which was very much a relief, those things were so beyond annoying to deal with, stupid wizards and their retarded rituals to avoid death.

“Moving on, the school suffered a Class-8 Reality Shift Event, swapping places with a location called “Sanctuary Hills” and it’s surrounding area. The affected area was equivalent of the school’s school grounds. Everyone who was within the castle was transfigured permanently into a local species from the other reality, to be designated as SCP-MP-001.” Explained the Doctor before activating a projector with four images on it.

“These are equine creatures coming in four known varieties. These are “Earth Ponies” who are anatomically most similar to horses with hooves and normal phsyique but are physically superior to two of the other three varieties, “Unicorns” which bear the same anatomy but possess a horn which can serve as a focus for anomalous energies, “Pegasi” which are ponies with wings which possess a natural form of Atmokinesis and flight, as well as “Alicorn” which combine the three in a greater way with wings and a horn each.” Explained Doctor Ratter before pressing a button, changing the view to images of six winged and horned individuals.

“Of the Hogwarts residents, six have been transformed into Alicorns, two of each “Blood Status” variety. As you can see, the changes vary. “Muggle-Born”, which I hope to not need to explain to anyone here, become Anthropomorphised versions of the ponies, possessing the features of ponies but also hands. Half-Bloods and Purebloods both have the same anatomy with Half-Bloods having a slightly altered bone structure which can lock itself into being either fully Quadrupedal or fully bipedal at will and in seconds. Purebloods on the other hand do not display any anthropomorphism and are permanently quadrupedal.” Explained Doctor Ratter before another slide show was shown, this time with a group of six girls.

“This is an image of the same group of students while on Earth.. As you can see they turn humanoid after returning but this is only so for native Ponies and returning residents who had been there during the translocation.” Explained Doctor Ratter, crossing her arms.

“This Time Purebloods become near indistinguishable from humans except for their skin and hair colors, those matching their coat and Mane respectively, while Half-Bloods become as Anthropomorphic as the Muggle-born had been while the Muggle-born look human except for having equine features such as ears, a tail and, in this case, wings and a horn. Notably, natural ponies become the same as “Pureblood” wizards.” Explained Doctor Ratter, sighing at the sheer ridiculousness of the situation, and Muller could understand why.

“Are there any plans to contain this incident?” Asked another of the MTF members, Granger was his name.

“Currently, no. As is the foundation’s policy, due to the ICW’s own isolation and secrecy laws containment is already established with the only contact point, a mirror which serves as a portal between the worlds, located within the magical pub known as the Leaky Cauldron. Currently Amnestics aren’t necessary due to the only civilians aware of it being ICW citizens and the parents of first-generation wizards and witches attending the school.” Explained Ratter, then nodded to the next raise hand.

“What kind of world were the brought to, and is the school actually still active if you said they’re attending?” Asked Granger and it took Muller a moment to remember his cousin’s daughter, him being a Muggle-born too, was attending the school. Since she was in second year she would’ve been at the school during translocation.

“First, yes the school has reopened on the same date as the previous years. Secondly, the world they landed in, colloquially referred to as the “Equestrian Wasteland” is a world dominated by more animal-esque lifeforms such as ponies, many of them sapient. As the name implies, however, this world has undergone the magical equivalent of a Nuclear War, 200 years ago. The locals did survive in underground nuclear shelters called “Stables” or in rural areas and hardened and shielded structures.” Explained Ratter and now Muller winced to himself, that wasn’t a good place to live.

He raised his hand and was called on. “How likely is a containment breach? What sort of technological level are we talking of or are they as technologically backward as the wizards?” He asked, it was a real concern to the Foundation obviously, the ICW sub-nations had produced a lot of anomalous threats over the years, not least of which were the favorite wardens of the British ministry.

“Good question.” Stated Ratter, then sighed as she seemed to contemplate her answer. Then she clicked the remote for the projector and another image was shown. This time of the same white filly with the red and blue mane but now wearing a suit of armor which looked suspiciously highly advanced.

“First of all, containment is more than likely secure. The other side of the mirror is protected by the wards of Hogwarts which have been repurposed into an outright energy shield which as proven itself capable of taking fire from heavy magical weaponry from a capitalship. And this segways into the next point well. Technologically, pre-Apocalypse Equestria was fairly advanced.” Stated the doctor, stepping aside for easier view of the image.

“This is one of the Alicorn Fillies wearing a Mark 2 Pegasus Enclave model Power Armor. As you may be able to tell, this piece of equipment was designed for Pegasi use, thus the armored wings. The tail is, yes, mechanical in nature. There is also a helmet but we didn’t get an image of it on. Or of another pony wearing this armor.” Stated the doctor and this made some of the others chuckle.

Then the presentation switched to the next image, which wasn’t so much a laughing matter.

“This, is the Thunderhead-class “Cloud Ship” [Prydwen] in escort formation with the Raptor-class Cloud Ships [Retribution of Canterlot], [Ray of Hope] and [Liberty Prime]. These are multi-purpose flying warships using magically enchanted clouds to fly.” She explained before the diagram changed, from the four flying ships to what appeared to a diagram of two of them, of different sizes. And what looked like a large aircraft carrier.

And the smaller was the size of the carrier labeled [USS Enterprise] with the serial number CVN-65. “These depict the Raptor-class and Thunderhead-class respectively. As you can see the Raptor-class is equal in size to a Enterprise-class Nuclear Aircraft Carrier, while the Thunderhead-class is roughly five times that size.” At this point Muller felt just a tiny bit feint. Because holy shit.

“These ships are armed with several extremely heavy magical artillery cannons, each firing the magical equivalent of Plasma bolts the size of a dump truck, and after modifications, also a multitude of smaller plasma, laser and kinetic guns for point-defense and smaller targets. They also have a number of missile silos and carry up to 2000 Pegasi in Enclave Power Armor on top of the regular crew and “Sky Tank” and “Vertibuck” auxiliary craft.” Explained Ratter further, now images of smaller ships, one like a flying tank the other a type of VTOL aircraft.

“These ships are currently under control of the Applejack’s Rangers faction, namely the Ponston chapter. This is a splinter faction of the “Steel Rangers”, which were founded by survivors of the Equestrian military and their families, with the new faction breaking away to follow their original mission of protecting ponies from danger rather than just hoarding all technology.” Explained Ratter and yeah, it painted quite a contrast between the two sides.

“Furthermore, Hogwarts and it’s lands have joined a new government that formed following the “Day of Sunshine and Rainbows”, an event when a Unicorn Mare took over control of a weather control system and ended Operation Cauterize. This government, the New Canterlot Republic, has commenced trade relations with the local ICW branch, and appears to have formed a democratic government instead of a monarchy as the old Equestria had been.” Continued the doctor, then sighed.

“This brings us to another matter. Every weapon used in the annihilation of Equestria’s nation were Necromantic in nature, and their detonations left behind a type of anomalous energy residue, a “Radiation” as it is. Those exposed to it sometimes mutate, with their vital signs shutting down.” Explained Doctor Ratter before a new image appeared, made of two photographs.

Both images showed standing, but decayed looking, corpse-like ponies with no fur and only some strands of mane or tail fur. There were, however, differences. “They have SCP-008 there too?” Asked one of the scientists, sounding horrified at the possibility. Yeah, SCP-008, the infamous Zombie Plague, would be a pain to have a break out of.

“No they don’t. These two images show so called “Ghouls”. While they are in fact undead by all accounts, there are differences. On the left we have the Ghoul Pegasus mare known as “Ditzy Doo”, she is a merchant and proprietor of a business known as “Absolutely Everything” as well as the author of the so called “Wasteland Survival Guide”, using her 200 years of experience in the Wasteland as the basis.” Stated Ratter and Muller felt somewhat relieved to see that there wasn’t a zombie plague.

“The other however, is a more dangerous Ghoul, a Feral Ghoul. If you need an analogue in containment, it is similar in temperament to the victims of SCP-049 after their reanimation. Any Ghoul can turn feral eventually, but neither the Ghoul condition nor being feral, are contagious in any way. There is also a Ghoul variant.” She continued and the slide changed to the image of an armored, clearly Ghoulified pony with a mouse in a hamsterball riding on the stallion.

Notably, this pony had batwings and wore dark, menacing looking armor, though strangely it looked almost like it was part of him. “These two are Lionheart, a Batpony guard who served the Equestrian ruler Princess Luna as one of her personal guards, and the entity only known as Mouse.” She explained, pointing out the fused on armor.

“Lionheart is a so called “Canterlot Ghoul” as he was turned into a Ghoul by exposure to the gas-form Necromantic Megaspell of Pink Cloud. This corrosive, smoke-like bio weapon was deployed in the old capital of Equestria, Canterlot, wiping out almost all of it’s residents including Princess Luna herself with Princess Celestia, her older sister who had stepped down from the throne for her, fleeing.” Explained Ratter and I felt sick to imagine that a bioweapon was used on a large population center.

“Side effects of Pink Cloud Exposure and Ghoulification through it, include the fusing of bodyparts to an inanimate object you were in contact with, such as in Lionheart’s case, his armor. Most of the Canterlot Ghouls went Feral but there was a population of intelligent Canterlot Ghouls living in the ruins until they were destroyed in Operation Cauterize, which was an operation by a governmental body known as the “Grand Pegasus Enclave’ to eliminate any resistance or danger to their status-quo. Given their 84% Cloud Ship losses, it appears to have been planned by the equivalent of a UIU tactician.” Stated Doctor Ratter, and, in response to everyone staring at her like she had grown a second head, she went out to get a tv.

Five minutes later everyone was left staring. “So, the undead, lazy-eyed, winged pony who is a Post-Apocalyptic Item Shop vendor, just broke some magic sound barrier which released a radiation sonic/light burst so hard, it made a rainbow sonic boom, and destroyed three of those Cloud Ships along with the cloud cover?” Asked Granger after a solid minute of silence.

“Yes, and she did it a second time over a location called Ten-Pony Tower allowing them to use the Solar Laser Megaspell weapon in the tower against the Enclave.” Stated Ratter with a sigh, as everyone stared at her.

“So, what’s with the mouse with that Lionheart guy? Why was that one in a pink Hamsterball?” Asked Agent Gardner as he apparently chose that moment to change the topic from Sonic Radbooms to a previous topic in the form of the weird mouse.

“Oh, that one? That’s a dragon transfigured into a mouse. She was apparently the mother dragon to a whole load of eggs which had been used as an entrance exam for a magic school managed by Princess Celestia. She was transfigured into her current form to reduce the amount of Pink Cloud she was breathing out, thanks to the fact that she absorbed the original Megaspell. That hamsterball is actually translucent, it’s just filled with Pink Cloud as to contain it.” Stated Doctor Ratter with a sigh as she put away her laser pointer.

“These two are considered heroes of the Operation Cauterize events, they captured several Cloud Ships, using them as ramming devices to destroy others after driving off or killing their crews using the Pink Cloud emanating from Mouse. They are currently living at New Appleloosa however and are not hostile.” Stated Doctor Ratter, which was a relief though that was a bit of a short lived relief.

“This is a Hellhound.” This statement come after the next slide was shown, which depicted a huge, bipedal canine seemingly talking to what appeared to be a adult pony. Given ponies were fairly small you’d think this wouldn’t mean much, but given scales so far this thing must’ve been huge.

“They are a fully sapient species of bipedal canines capable of tearing power armor and tanks apart as well as digging at such speeds that they can use this as a viable combat strategy. This is on top of their use of magical and conventional weapons, I may add. They notably evolved from a species known as “Diamond Dogs” after exposure to a particular chemical known as the Impelled Metamophosis Potion, or more colloquially, taint.” Stated the doctor which didn’t sit well with anyone. A mutagenic potion huh.

The next slide come up and it showed what appeared to be three horse-sized Alicorns, all of them in one of three very dark colors namely purple, blue and green. “These are the next topic, Artificial Alicorns. Unlike the true Alicorns at Hogwarts, these are mutated Unicorns made to resemble Alicorns using the Impelled Metamorphosis Potion. The three variants are purple teleporters, blue cloaking spell users and green Telepaths. After the Hivemind entity known as “The Goddess” was destroyed a few months ago, they have come to gain the other variant’s powers but at a lower powerlevel and have been slowly reintegrating into society according to reports.” Explained Ratter, another scientist then lifted his hand to signal a question, being called on soon after.

“Where do those reports come from exactly?” He asked, sounding suspicious.

“Several of our agents have gone undercover to the other side and have been gathering information under the guise of Ministry of Magic researchers.” Responded Ratter easily enough, obviously she had expected the question, not surprising. Regardless, she pressed her button and a new slide come into view of the assembled MTF members, this time showing what appeared to be a Pony-like creature with white fur and black stripes like a Zebra.

“Anyways, this is the next species we are to talk about, Zebra. 200 years ago, the Empire of Zebrica, after a losing war, launched magical nuclear weapon equivalents, Balefire Bomb Megaspells, against Equestria. From information we were able to gather, they were particularly desperate to destroy Princess Luna after she had taken the throne after her sister stepped down. This appears to be based on a prophecy regarding an alternate personality known as Nightmare Moon, which had taken over the mind of the princess 1200 years earlier.” Explained the doctor, not changing the image since it was obviously not all there was.

“Functionally, Zebra share most of the same traits as Earth Ponies, meaning they are physically superior to humans as well as Pegasi and Unicorns, but they also have a type of spellcasting of their own, namely the creation of “Talismans” enchanted items which can trigger spells. They used this to create ballistic missiles which would activate the Balefire Bomb Megaspells as well as bombs with the Pink Cloud among others. Zebra are also known for Alchemy and Potions Making.” Explained Doctor Ratter before a new clip with several images were shown.

One was of a group of small Zebra, foals more than likely, with guns and other weapons clenched in their mouths or mounted on saddles. The other was of tribalistic Zebra in tattered gear with tattered flags. “There are several factions of Zebra in the Equestrian Wasteland, two of which were encountered by our survey teams. The first are the “Wasteland Crusaders”, a tribe made of Zebra foals who, until recently, had been banishing those of them who had grown beyond a certain point. This, as we have been told, was following their parents being abducted by Slavers, leaving the Foals behind.” Explained Doctor Ratter, sighing as she conveyed yet another rather disheartening fact of that reality.

“The other faction was encountered around the area known as the Hoofington Wasteland, named so due to centering around the city of Hoofington which has been long abandoned due to it’s dangerous aberrant magical radiation. This second faction are descendants of the Zebrican army who continue hostilities after 200 years. Basically, those Japanese spec-Ops people who missed the memo in 45.” This was met with some chuckles, some small jokes were kind of something normal to the unit, not the foundation at large but when you deal with anomalous communities like the British Ministry of Magic, who throw common sense out the window by breathing, you get your chuckles where you can.

“Moving on, we have confirmed information on the names of the six Alicorn foals. They are, unlike the Artificial Alicorns, by all magical means of investigation 100% authentic Alicorns, making them currently, the strongest beings known.” Continued Doctor Ratter as she switched to a slide of one of them, this one the white coated filly with the red and blue mane who had been wearing that armor.

“Subject 1: Rose Evans-Heartstrings, orphaned at age 1, originally male. Adopted by a lesbian pony pair, Lyra Heartstrings and Bon-Bon, who were cryogenically frozen in an Underground Bunker 200 years ago. Originally the subject’s name was Harry James Potter, son of James Potter and Lily Potter nee Evans, taking her mother’s maiden name.” That surprised Muller, the rather famous Boy-Who-Lived was now a small filly of all things.

The slide, however, moved on to another white filly but with a purely red mane and tail. “Next is Rainy Weasley, formerly Ronald Weasley, Pureblood and before the transformation, second-youngest child of the Weasley Patriarch and head of the Department of Magical Aritfact confiscation, or what it’s called. Anyway, currently the youngest daughter biologically.” Stated the doctor and… yeesh.

The third slide showed one of the Anthropomorphic children, a dark brown girl with bushy brown hair. “One of two who were female originally, Subject 3 is Hermione Jean Granger, Muggle-born daughter of Dentists and… Agent Granger, sit down. You were aware from the start your niece was involved.” That statement surprised a few, including Agent Granger who winced in return before sitting down while the doctor moved on with the slides.

This time it was another filly, she had a cream coat with extremely long, bushy, brown mane and tail combo. She stood bipedally and next to Rose, making it clear she was the smallest of the group by a large enough margin to be noticed in this stance.

“Subject Four, Ruby Hagrid.” This met with silence as everyone stared at the biggest change up until now. “Originally named Rubeus Hagrid, a Half-Giant wizard who was convicted on false charges as a scapegoat of the Heir of Slytherin incident 50 years ago. She is the same biological age of 8 years as the others and has been reenrolled into Hogwarts as a student.” Explained Ratter and that made those who attended Hogwarts smile just a bit.

The fifth slide was of a pale Alicorn filly with a bright blue coat and a silver mane and tail. She was photographed seemingly on a firing range as she had a gun in her mouth. “Subject five: Argent Ambition, formerly Hogwarts Caretaker and Squib Argus Filch.” This announcement caused more than one of the resident wizards to exclaim “Bullshit” in response to this, but they were largely ignored.

“She has been enrolled in Hogwarts after a crash course with the others in second year. Same for Subjects 4 and 6.” Added Ratter and if Muller was honest? If Filch was a Squib then he could perfectly understand his foul attitude. Nice for him to be made able to do magic too now.

“Subject six is former Hogwarts occupying ghost, Myrtle Warren, the last Victim of the Monster of Slytherin and only fatality of the incident 50 years ago.” Stated the doctor, showing a slide with an Anthropomorphic girl with a white coat and silver mane and tail. The fact that the ghosts got turned into living ponies was a surprise.

“Lastly, we were made aware of a malevolent organization operating within the Ponston ruins, called the Institute.” Stated the Doctor, the slide show changing to an image of a dead pony with another standing over them, holding some metal parts in their hoof. “This Institute has been known for performing unethical experiments and replacing ponies with duplicate impostors known as Synths, short for Synthetics. An unnamed operative of a thought-extinct race known as Changelings, tried abducting Subject 1 for unknown purposes but the subject escaped.” Explained Doctor Ratter which just made that group another something to look out for.

“Do we know anything else about the Institute? And how dangerous are they?” Asked Doctor Davis Taran as he frowned. A sigh escaped the doctor as she rubbed the bridge of her nose.

“Well, strap in boys, we’re going down a Rabbit Hole that would make Alice proud.”

~~~~~~~~~~~O~~~~~~~~~~ 1st Pony POV – ???, Glowing Sea, Ponston Wasteland ~~~~~~~~~~~O~~~~~~~~~~

I sighed as I reloaded my gun.

It was the fifth time a Synth had come to my cave to try and capture me, this weekend alone. Luckily they didn’t have much of a chance.

As I headed back further into the cave I heard the jingle I had programmed my Ham Radio to give off when someone was sending on it’s frequency, it was one of the few things I had to spice up my dreary hideyhole. “Yes Mobius? What is it?” I asked after picking up the receiver, feeling already tired at this point.

“Well aren’t you a bit cranky, eh Vergil? Not happy to hear from your old buddy Doctor Mobius?” Asked the computer generated voice I knew from the other side.

“I’m a bit tired alright? Just had to fend off more of those damn Synths. So, what’s the matter? The Railroad doing alright?” I asked, as I tried to keep from yawning too much. My magic was doing quite fine but mental exhaustion was a thing.

“Well, you’ll love the news I have, it’s not about the Railroad though. You see, I just got news that a few months ago, almost 800 ponies got out of Stable 111 and are currently staying in a Radiation shielded area nearby. Maybe They are among them?” Suggested the doctor and I blinked, surprised to hear that.

“Please tell me that isn’t some sick joke, after what Kellog did there...” I didn’t like finishing the sentence, closing my eyes to keep myself calm. That atrocity was just not something I liked to be reminded of, much less in jest.

“I may have some screw loose girl, but I assure you I wouldn’t joke about that. Mind you, the stable once housed 2500 ponies, the loss of life is quite staggering even with 800 survivors.” Responded the doctor and I nodded in agreement.

“Well, I hope things will go well then. Direct them to me if anypony comes your way.” I stated, smiling, a rare thing for me to do if I was being honest. Especially with everything that had been going on.

“Sure will dear, Mobius out.” With that the transmission cut to static as I hung up myself, a small spark of hope growing my be breast but I contained it, to make sure it didn’t draw more to me.

Maybe, just maybe, today was a good day after all.