Violet Runner walked up the mountain road, reading the letter held in his magic grip one more time.
“Dear Violet;
If you are reading this then we have passed on. First and foremost we would like to remind you that we love you very much and hope Iron Thorn is doing or did a good job raising you in our stead. We hope that you are doing well and are living a fulfilling life. Since you were born we knew you would be destined to do something great, that was verified when you fixed the old family clock in the living room and earned your Cutie Mark.”
“Enclosed is a set of keys,” He looked up from the letter and looked at the set of keys he also held in his magic then turned back to the letter. “We don’t know when you will read this; you know how unreliable the mail system can be at times.” He let a small chuckle. “But when you are old enough or if you ever find yourself in a pinch, take the mountain road between Canterlot and New Saddle and eventually you will come to a fork in the road.” He looked up to see he had reached it. “Take the left path and you will come across an old warehouse.” He then turned down the left path and came up to the warehouse. “The big key will open the magic lock on the hanger doors. Inside you will find everything you should need and we hope it will be of use to you. The warehouse has a medium sized three bedroom apartment attached to it. The power generator may need a little work, but you should be able to fix it. It will probably just need new fuel, you should find some in the shed next to the generator in the in the back.”
“Once again, we love you and hope that, where ever you are and whatever you do with your life, you are happy.”
“Yours with love; Mom and Dad.”
He then folded the letter back up and put it back into his saddle bag as he went to the back of the warehouse and walked up to a rather large power generator.
“Ok, before I start this up, let’s see if this thing has any fuel." He said as he checked the fuel gage.
Seeing that it was empty he went over to the shed next to the generator and found a couple of canisters of fuel. He levitated one over to the generator, unscrewed the caps on the canister and fuel tank and poured it in.
“All right now let’s see if you still run.” He turned a couple of knobs then pressed a green button with the word ‘start ’ above it.
The generator started up with a bang. Satisfied Violet walked back to the front of the building stopping at the fuse box to check to see if there was any blown. Seeing there were none he used the big key on the lock and used his magic to move the big heavy doors to the warehouse. The sun was going down so it was hard to see into it so he went inside and found the light switches.
“Ok let’s see what we got in here.” Violet said turning them all on and the lights came on row by row.
On and leaning agents one of the walls were an assortment of tools, tool boxes and tool belts. In another corner was a wood stove with a stack of wood. At the back was a large work bench with some bits and bobs and a roll of paper on it, as well as place to hang blue prints above it. In another corner were a bunch of ladders of different sizes. Along one of the walls was a door with a sign that said store room and another that read living courters, also a long that wall were two washroom doors.
Near the back of the room was an assortment of Table Saws, Miter Saws, and Belt Saws as well as a kiln, smelters and forge. But all of it paled in comparison to what was in the middle of the warehouse.
“Oh ya. I’m defiantly going to enjoy living here.” He said as he stared at the contraption in front of him.
He lit a fire in the stove, grabbed some tools, went over to the work bench, unfolded the blue prints left on the bench and began tinkering with the pieces of machinery that was left at the table.
The End.