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// I wish I knew what I was doing 
// Story: Sunny Starscout and Friends And The Quest For Tirek, Chrysalis and Cozy Glow At 3 A.M. With A Spoon, A.K.A. Random Thoughts of G5 
// by TPC-2k16 
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“Hey Pipp.”
     “Hey Zipp.”
     “Wanna go for a fly?”
     “Sure.”
     Instantly, both Zipp Storm and Pipp Petals bounce up into the air and, flapping their wings, take off for flight.
     As the two royal pegasus sisters are flying, they both unexpectedly sing:

Imma Pony Girl


Inna Ponyworld


Life with Magic, it’s Fantastic



***


     Over on the top of a hill not too far away, all three of young Sunny Starscout, Hitch Trailblazer, and Izzy Moonbow look out towards the direction of the two airborne pegasus sisters, not necessarily hearing their little song, if you want to know.
     “Uh… what are they doing?” Sunny asks either one of her friends, sounding a touch concerned.
     “Why they’re flying, obviously,” Izzy uncharacteristically said mean spiritedly, “What, are you judging now?! You, judging? Judgy McJudge… judgejudgeface. Real uncharacteristic of you Sunny.” Izzy accuses her friend of judging, the irony though in her not realizing of how uncharacteristic and mean spirited she currently is.
     “Uh…” Not knowing what to say or do, Sunny decides to brings Hitch into this.
     “Uh, hey Hitch. Might wanna help me out here?” 
Sunny looks over and asks Hitch, whose hooves look to be way too busy, figuratively and literally, what’s with one hoof in his mouth, teething on it almost, and his phone in his other hoof. A sly, anxious small grin on his face.
     And right now, Hitch is far more busy looking all over Queen Haven’s PonyGram account, most noticeably staring at her hooves in her pictures.
     “Hmmph, yes.” Hitch said, not paying any attention to his friends.
     “Hitch, are you staring at both Zipp and Pipp’s mom’s hooves again? We’ve talked about this before, it’s weird and awkward.” Izzy says, straightforward in an uncharacteristic mean spirited voice. Also getting all up in Hitch’s face.
     “Ah come on Izzy, I don’t see a problem with it. Plus besides, Sprout does it all the time too.” Hitch steps back from Izzy.
     “Yeah well, Sprout is a weirdo who looks at pictures of his mom from when she was a teenager. That’s not just weird and awkward, it’s weird and awkward times infinity times infinity plus one!” Izzy once agains says straightforward and mean spiritedly, also once again getting all up into Hitch’s face.
     “Uhh…,” quick Sunny, think of something to say to defuse this situation, “uhh…, I have a crush on Sprout!” Sunny straight up just says, her cheeks blushing embarrassingly red. Her two friends looking back at her in confusion.
     “Ya know ya didn’t have to do that?” Hitch assures Sunny of why what she just said, she didn’t need to say it.


***


     “Again, tell me your secret, or I’ll blast you so hard into bits and pieces so small, my hive would’ve had a field day finding all the pieces!!”
     “And again, as I said, the secret to a healthy grapefruit is…”
     BLAST
     The Grapefruit stall producer pony once again gets interrupted from a blast of magic from Chrysalis’(!) horn.
     The cute little white sailor boat hat on top of the pony’s head turning to complete ash from the blast.
     “Hey! Do you know how expensive these are?!”
     Chrysalis, who’s boiling with even more anger towards the grapefruit stall producer pony, is about to strike the pony once again, her horn charging up to its fullest, before Tirek, the big (but smaller now) red centaur, pulls the former Changeling queen away from the grapefruit stall.
     Everypony else in the marketplace of Maritime Bay not even glancing at the two strange creatures’ way, yet alone even acknowledging them.
     “What is this? I was just about to have my revenge!!”
     “Why? Because the pitiful pony wouldn’t tell you the secret as to how to grow healthy grapefruits?” Tirek brings a hand to his face, deeply sighing in frustration. “We’re here to scope out this new Equestria. Not to destroy it already. We don’t want a high profile on us already, now do we? Or at least alert the local police.”
     “These ponies probably don’t even know what a police officer even look like. Considering how happy everyone appears.” 
     “If it wasn’t for us trying to keep a low profile, I’d already sucked up all the love out of this puny town.”
     “Yeah well, these ponies do have a police,” Cozy Glow, the small pink pegasus informs both of her friends(?), “I just saw it back there. And I also would not like to go in there. There was only one pony in there, a red pony just looking constantly at pictures of his mother from when she was a teenager. He was also constantly saying ‘mommy’,” Cozy strugs, “Most likely has mother issues.”
     “So, is that all?” Tirek asks the pegasus.
     “Well, I did see a picture on the wall of what looks like another sheriff. And by picture, I mean calendar, by the way.”
     “So, two sheriffs in a town as small as this?” Chrysalis deviously rubs both her front holey hooves together, “Ha! This will be as easy as if I had my hive!”
     “But we still don’t know about the magic situation. If anypony has any-“
     Tirek’s question would come to fruition as a random Earth Pony mare walks on by the trio. In the wake of her walking, her leaving a trail of colorful, magical flowers.
     “Well, that explains that.” Cozy strugs in response to what they’ve just seen.
     “Hahahaha ha!” Chrysalis responds with maniacal laughter, again rubbing both of her front holey hooves together.


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     “And I was all like, yeah but why tho?”
     “Dang, that’s crazy. But I don’t remember askin’ tho.”


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     *bzzt* Agent Log #1

     Something strange happened… weirdly, first, what felt like a time skip of such sorts, and then the total reset of the whole world.
     How? Who is responsible?
     I wish I knew. But in lighter, good news, I appear back in my home of Equestria… or at least, a very different version of it.
And as far as I know, I’m the only pony left from my time. 
     Not even…
     *sniff*
     …enough moping. She’s gone now… forever…?
     *sniff*
     Okay, enough. My mission is the same as it’s always is.
     I have to, no I must, find her. The pony responsible for the reset.
     I must find her, and know about every little detail there is about the incident.
     If I fail… at least it’s not my Equestria anymore.

     Special Agent Sweetie Drops, signing off. *bzzt*