"That is the end of our tale. It's sad it's over so soon. You've barely been here long, it's still afternoon." Zecora said to the teenage mare who was sitting down, listening to her story. Applebloom groaned. She liked that story. She wished it were longer.
"Mighty thanks Zecora. That was one intrestin' yarn you spun there." She said as she packed her saddlebags full of the medicinal items she came for. Zecora dumped some flower petals into her cauldron and a huge puff of green smoke. She laughed.
"I did not lie, this tale is quiet true. It happened six years ago, I thought you knew." She said as she added more items into her pot. Applebloom dropped a vat of a glowing green liquid with questionable origins onto the floor. Her jaw dropped and hit the ground before the mixture did. She shook her head.
"Six years ago? When the farm burnt down and ah was in the hospital, where ah met Aurora? Those six years ago?" She said with a high amount of shock in her voice. Zecora chuckled and continued working on her mixture. She nodded to the yellow teenage filly as she dropped some melon seeds into the brew.
"Huh. Guess that explains how mah sis' has wings an' all. Ah was told Celestia just stepped down from power." Appleblooms still didn't believe the wise zebra's words. She picked up the book she had been reading to her. It was a copy of Equestrian History, 2018 edition. She quickly skimmed throughout the pages. It was there. Word for word.The cold, hard truth, right there in black and white. Man, Zecora always know how to amaze ponies.
"Whelp Miss Zecora, ah'd really love ta stay an' all, but Aurora needs me at our flower shop. Queen Twilight is coming over, and it needs to be ready fer her. Have a great day!" Applebloom said as she hugged Zecora and picked her things back up.
"Farewell, Applebloom my friend. I hope you and Aurora's love may never end!" She chanted with a wink. Applebloom blushed and ran out the door, headed to Ponyville. The zebra sighed and went back to her work.
'If only Twilight knew what's left for her up ahead. I hope my fears don't come true, or many will be dead.'
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A blast of magic burst through the outskirts of Ponyville as six male figures fell from it. The wormhole shut itself after dumping the bubbly pink unnatural bringer of happiness and chaos onto the forgein soil. The purple one stood up. It was obvious he was the leader of the pack. A stray flier that was gently floating along with the wind caught his attention. Using his magic, he floated the piece of paper towards him. After reading it, he dropped it in shock.
"Guys! It's us! Except they have both wings and horns, and...... they're female."
To be continued......