So the knight each went their separate ways. Rarity trotted north, through the Everfree Forest, accompanied by her favorite minstrel band, Three Dragon Night. They were singing,
"Bravely bold Miss Rarity, rode forth from Canterlot.
She was not afraid to die, oh brave Miss Rarity.
She was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways.
Brave, brave, brave, brave Miss Rarity!"
"She was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp,
Or to have her eyes gouged out, and her forehooves broken.
To have her kneecaps split, and her body burned away,
And her limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Miss Rarity!"
"Her head smashed in and her heart cut out,
And her liver removed and her bowels unplugged,
And her nostrils ripped and her flank burned off,
And her penis split and her--"
"Whoa, whoa! Stop it RIGHT THERE! I'M AM NOT A STALLION YOU IDIOTS!" The three dragons looked at each other, shrugged, and continued.
"And her nostrils ripped and her flank burned off,
And her ovaries split and her--"
"Okay, lads, just stop singing now. Also, is that even possible?"
One of the dragons replied, "I don't know, ask the author."
"The who?"
The group continued on their trot. They were passing by tree after tree, but after a while some dead ponies began to show up. On one tree there were three ponies all impaled by one javelin. There were also some just dangling in trees. They continued their conversation. Rarity asked, "What do you think about a phoenix taking some coconuts from--"
"STOP! WHO GOES THERE?"
Their was a loud voice that was shouted, and the travelers then noticed they walked straight into a three-headed pony. One of the heads was orange with a purple mane, one was a tan with a red mane, and the other was white with a mane consisting of pink and light purple. A VERY familiar pink and purple. Rarity asked, "Sweetie Bell, just WHAT do you think you are doing?"
The three replied in unison, "CUTIE MARK CRUSADER THREE-HEADED GUARD PONY!"
Rarity just shook her head. Well, now, Sweetie Bell. This is just not right. Three headed pony? Where did you get that idea?"
The body itself just shrugged. Rarity continued. "Well how did you even do it?"
Applebloom (the tan one with a red mane) said, "We all just went an' asked Zecora if she could wip up brew, and she did. Pretty simple."
Rarity didn't believe her. "And what makes you think she did that for you? Zecora would never have done anything that could harm you."
Scootaloo (the orange one with a purple mane) said, "Well, we may have borrowed Zecora's stuff and we just may have not asked and we just may have stole some books on it and did it." She looked down in shame, and the others followed suit. Rarity rolled her eyes.
She said, "Well, you better get yourself fixed up soon. I am on a quest, you see, and I need to continue it, not look after you. So lets start making a trot towards Zecora's and get you all fixed up." A simultaneous "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" was to follow. Soon they trotted towards Zecora's (which was not far off) and she made a brew that fixed them back into seperate ponies again.
Once Rarity thanked Zecora and left, she was about to say farewell when they decided to ask Rarity at the same time, "CAN WE BE CUTIE MARK CRUSADER QUEST ASSISTERS!?!?" Rarity rolled her eyes.
"No, you can not. How about you go home and do whatever it is that you crusaders do."
The three bowed their heads down and began to walk towards Ponyville. Rarity seemed content with herself and began trotting, and the dragons followed. They may have gotten a couple inches before they all came back and continued pleading to go with. Rarity screamed and began to gallop faster and faster. The dragons followed, singing,
Brave Rarity ran away!
Bravely ran away away!
Rarity screamed even more at her dragons while running.