"I hate every last one of you.." Ritz said in his own multi-toned voice.
"Aww, I think you look adorable!" Backfire said playing with The Dress the disguised Changeling was in.
"you know, if your Special Somepony wasn't a machete wielding nutjob, I woulda cocooned you and had your love for breakfast!" Ritz threatened.
"He's not a wacko, he's just very," Pausing to think of the right word, "Defensive!"
"Craaazy!" Ritz said changing his voice to a more feminine tone, then puffed out his female chest and with a huff trotted out of the room, Sifty walking into the room soon after, after an exchange of greetings they held each other in their hooves looking out the scenic window.
"So what are we going to do when this is all over?" Backfire asked,
"I dunno, go back to Equestria, keep doing what I did before the war."
"and that was?" She inquired, Sifty thinking of a word to use for what he was as he never really thought of the title it was usually whatever the princesses needed done without the media knowing.
"A..Bodyguard, What about you?" he said hoping to get off the topic.
"I have nowhere to go, I signed up in the army just to find a purpose, I had no reason to stay anywhere, I was hoping," She hesitated, "Forget I said it."
"No, what is it?" Sifty looking her dead in the eyes, her eyes welled with tears.
"I've always wanted the Equestrian dream, you know? White picket fence, two foals and a dog, that kinda thing. Give a few fillies the childhood I didn't have."
"I see." Sifty said, he thought to himself, he never really looked into a family nor did he ever want one, but something just seemed right when he thought of it now. "How about this, after this is all over we go to this nice little diner I know of, and we start from there?"
"Really?" Backfire said a smile grew on her teary face.
"Sifty's Honor." he said using a free hoof to make a gesture over his heart. The couple staring out the window of the room each with a smile, imagining possibilities in the future, below Bon Bon and Lyra were in the Kitchen of the mansion,
"So how long till this boat gets here?" Bon Bon said grabbing a sarsaparilla out of the cooler, using the corner of the table she took the cap off and propped up on the table.
"It should be here in an hour, the villagers have cleared out and taken the prisoners to the base, some have even offered to join us so viva la patriots!" Lyra said sipping water from a straw that was connected to a canteen covered in armor on her side.
"You ever going to take that armor off?" Bon Bon said with a smile, yet with a genuine sense of concern.
"Soon."
"Is something wr-"
"I SAID SOON ALRIGHT!" Lyra said with venom and rage shocking Bon Bon with the sudden spurt of anger, then realizing who she yelled at guilt washed over her face, "I'm so sorry Bonnie, it's just, I promise, later."
"Fine, but I'm holding you to that!" returning to a relaxed yet on edge state.
"I know you are," Lyra said reaching into a small chest on the counter of the kitchen pulling out a Red prosthetic hoof, "Try this on." She said handing the leg to Bon Bon who removed her peg leg and replaced it with the new leg. The leg gave the appearance of a regular leg save its metallic finish and crimson red appearance.
"Save the Red and metal, it looks like I never lost it!" Bon Bon said setting down the Sarsaparilla, jumping down from the table to try out the leg, making a few laps around the kitchen she got used to the weight, a counter balance inside the leg prevented the hobbling motion that she had with the peg leg.
"The guards here wear pants so the color will not be a problem, now I know you like you family heirloom but you cant take that with you," This caused Bon Bon to show a face of disappointment, "BUT I added THIS!" with the flick of a switch and pivot of a lever, three breeches popped out of the leg in a triangle shape.
"You added a shotgun," Looking at Lyra, "into my leg."
"Yes!" Lyra said with a proud tone, placing her fore hooves onto her hips. Then with a sudden movement Bon Bon tackled Lyra and stood over her.
"Oh how I love you!" Bon Bon said with a seductive grin.
Elsewhere in the house Tatau and Ritz enjoyed the pleasant feast they were having while preparing for their roles in the mission.
--Later--
Canvas, Hilt and Bon Bon threw on the Olive Drab uniforms and black masks covering all but a large hole for their eyes, the three ponies grabbing a standard issue rifle and one hidden weapon, Bon Bon loading the three shells into her new leg, Canvas a small vial of a special mixture of paint on his belt, and hilt a small blade sheathed on his shoulder attached to his vest.
The Disguised Tatau and Ritz stood in their dress and suit in front of the trio as the Boat arrived,
"You think this will work chief?" Ritz said in his male voice.
"Not with that voice!" Tatau said in character with a grin.
"Har Har Har." Ritz said in the correct voice.
The boat reached the dock and a single stallion stepped onto the dock.
"Greetings sir, madame," Bowing his head to each, "will your guards be accompanying us today?"
"I feel only the most trusted should have the honor of guarding me and my lovely wife!" Tatau said in a smug, elitish tone attempting to insult the boat pony. Who though offended accepted the answer as the usual.
"As always say sir, right this way." he said guiding the group onto the boat the guard pulling Bon Bon aside,
"What hay happened out there?" he said pointing to the destroyed mansion lawn.
"Jet Set thought it would be a good idea to 'fit in'." she said using her hoof to quote.
"Idiot.." the guard said.
"Hey, they pay me to protect the guy, not say hes a genius!" she said walking back to the group causing the guard to grin and nod in agreement.
"Idiot." Bon Bon thought to herself.