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// Taking Steps 
// Story: Acceptance 
// by Riddle-Me-Think 
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I do not own My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic





Silence permitted the court room as all present heard what the black infiltrator said more loudly than he meant. The elder changeling gave a sigh, saying, “Would you expect nothing less from your mother?”

The room all looked back to the elder changeling, as Intrusive told, “Chrysalis is one of the finest elders that was still eligible to lead besides the current heads: Midpoint of the Gem clan, Adamant Hoof of the Willed clan, and Rook of the Veron clan.”

Sham pipe up next saying, “Midpoint is dead, leaving only Adamant and Rook.” Starting pace a bit he went on, “Adamant won't make a move on Chrysalis because he is one of her supporters, and Rook wont try because he wants to keep control over his clan until his first heir is ready.”

“That aint all we need to worry ‘bout.” Bard added in, “Us Lue are willing to lend a hoof, but we‘re not all fighters.” Taking a moment to think things over in his head, “We‘re a clan of tinkering thinkers, with few numbers and only know how to defend ourselves.”

Looking between the three changelings, Luna asked, “Is there anything you and your clans can do to aid us?” Not liking how things were getting more bleak by the moment.

With a small smile, Bard told, “Well, since the three power-houses of the clans don’t have either Gem or Lue by their side, they can‘t afforded to go to war with you.” Getting surprised looks from all the ponies.

“Excuse me if I‘m confused, but why would they invade if they don’t have the resources to continue fighting?” Celestia asked confused with this information.

It was Sham in a board tone, who explained, “This invasion is a desperate move on the capitals part.” Waving a hoof around saying, “Targeting Canterlot would shake your government so taking over all of Equestria will be easier.”

Pointing to himself and the two Lue, Shame further told, “Because we‘re not part of this, they don’t have the bits, or the supplies we normally provide.”

As Cadence listened in, a sudden thought occurred to her as she asked, “Do any of you know the precise day they will attack?” Getting a number of confused looks from the changelings who looked to Sham. The head of the Gem clan shook his head, only knowing that it was happening in a month.

Looking back up to Celestia and Luna, Cadence stood closer to Shinning Armor and told, “Our wedding is happening in a month.” Looking back to the changelings, “Would they use that day to attack?”

Each changeling went to thinking, going over the idea with Sham agreeing, “That would work, hundreds of guests to see a royal marry, even more to sell merchandise, Canterlot would be filled with ponies.”

“The guard will be swamped with keeping an eye on things, and with so many ponies in the area will make patrolling more harder.” Bard nodded along saying, “What do you think gramps?”

The old changeling thought the idea over in his mind a few times saying, “It would be highly likely, and would definitely work to Chrysalis’s advantage of sending infiltrators in before the main force.”

Stepping up, Shinning Armor asked, “What about a barrier?” Lighting his horn and firing a single beam that hit the floor and made a pink sphere, “This one is made to let only ponies pass through, think it will work?”

All changeling --including Masquerade-- made their way up to the magical shield, Bard taking a hoof to tap on it. With a few solid tinks, he smiled, “Dude, this would totally work!” With Sham following his example and tapping the crystal like barrier.

Shinning Armor looked please at the results, much like the other ponies who seemed to feel hope rise in themselves at having one defense at keeping changelings at bay.

Masquerade however, gave the magical barrier a critical look, looking from the changelings to the shield before walking up to it. Lifting his own hoof, he pressed down, feeling a little resistance before fully passing through. 

All that hope seemed to just fade away when the black unicorn passed through, albeit with some trouble as if trying to get through a dense bush. Once inside the bubble, he shook himself saying, “That felt weird.”

While the white stallion look shocked at this, the elder changeling looked intrigued and moved towards the barrier. Taking a short breath, Intrusive pushed on the pink magic, feeling a number of pinpricks over his body as he pushed fully through. Masquerade caught the elder before he could hit the ground, easing him up as he did.

With a hanging jaw, Shinning Armor asked, “What just happened?” Confused how two of the disguised changelings passed through, while the other two seemed unable to get in.

Thinking over the information she knew about changelings, Twilight said, “It only works on stage-three changelings.”

“Stage three?” Celestia repeated while looking to the young unicorn, “Could you please explain Twilight?”

With a nod, the lavender mare told, “Changelings have four stages when it comes to transformation. Stage-one is shape, Stage-two is structure.” Pointing over to Sham and Bard she asked, “You both are changelings that use Stage-three substance, right?” Getting nods from them both.

Pointing to the changelings in the barrier, Twilight said, “Mask is a Stage-four changeling, able to change his magic signature to match that of a ponies when he becomes one.”

Trotting over to her brothers shield, Twilight didn’t show any impenitent when passing through, barely feeling a slight tingle over her body. Sitting down inside of it, she said, “As you just saw, because I‘m fully a pony, I didn’t get any resistance from my brothers barrier.” And gestured to the changelings with her, “But because they have disguises so similar to a pony, the barrier can‘t properly tell if their pony or not.”

With a hung head, Shinning Armor said, “So my idea wont work?” Feeling a bit downhearted to know his talent in defense magic wouldn’t help.

“On the contrary youngling, it does.” Intrusive’s voice said from inside the shield, “It keeps out those under Stage-four, and even still we have to make an effort to push through.” Giving a satisfied nod, “This will do nicely, as any guard that sees a pony having trouble passing through will know they are changeling.”

Sham only shook his head saying, “That‘s only if an infiltrator wants to use the front door.” Looking at Masquerade in particular, “Infiltrators never play by the rules, so why would they start to now?”

Masquerade gave a nod from the inside, giving the barrier another look asking, “How resistant is this to magic and physical blows?” Pushing his way out an turning into his changeling body.

Most of the ponies still gave a startled look when the changeling heir would turn back into his normal body, while Shinning Armor told, “I make the most strongest defense spells you can ever find in Equestria.”

With a nod, Masquerade asked, “You want to move Twinkles?” Giving the room a clear idea of what he was going to do. Seeing the mare shake her head from inside, Masquerade looked to Intrusive, whom took a seat and waited inside.

With a controlled breath, Masquerade opened up his hole filled wings and flapped them, sounding much like a angry wasp as he buzzed into the air. Lighting his jagged horn in it’s green magic, he did a loop to gain speed and let a magical cloak form in front of him.

All watched at the second heir crashed into the barrier, making a small blast of green magic and sending the heir bouncing back. Shinning Armor could not help but smirk a little at the changeling failed attempt.

Masquerade wasn’t done however, and lit his horn in a aqua color, making the guard caption take notice of the magic he remembered being hit by. With a swing of his head, the changeling sent the aqua bolt of magic at the barrier, all watching as it splattered on contact.

The barrier wobbled and warped some, showing that it had less power from the attack, but was still holding. Running up to it, Masquerade gave it a strong buck, making the shield bend, but not crack or show any signs of breaking.

With a curious look Luna asked “What sort of magic is that?” Recalling when the changeling had used it of Shinning Armor for the first time.

Since Masquerade was busy trying to break the captions strongest defense spell, Intrusive answered, “Changeling disruption magic, only usable by Disruption casters like young Masquerade.” Deciding that now as a good time to start up his pipe, taking a few puffs of smoke as another tackle was done on the barrier. “The spells are made from the flustered emotions of others, and can disrupt the flow of magic if used properly.”

By now, Masquerade had drawn Disarray and had started to strike at the barrier, noting that even with the anti-magical blade-- Shinning Armors spell still held strong, if not slightly cracking. This was all for naught, as the master of the barrier shot another beam at it, recharging it to its original state.

With a large exhale, Masquerade said, “Yea…I don’t think any changelings are going to be breaking that any time soon.” Giving the shield a few more good whacks with his blade, only generating a few magical sparks to fly off.

Putting the sword back in it’s sheath, Masquerade walked back to his seat, being followed by Twilight who took her place next to him. Seeing the demonstration done, Shinning Armor let the barrier drop, allowing the elder to walk away without needing to push through it.

The talk continued from there, involving how to deal with the changeling threat, and what happens after everything was said and done.





The court room doors swung wide open to allow the ponies inside to come out, each one lost in thought while others talked a bit. Luna herself was about to head for her tower, ready for some rest after being awake for so long. A hoof tapped her shoulder, alerting her to the green pegasus by her side.

With a raised brow she asked, “Yes clan head Bard, what can we do for you?” Eyes darting past him to see a yellow stallion with slicked back black mane, wearing a black and yellow striped coat. on his back were two large bags, sagging at the weight inside of them.

With a friendly smile, Bard said, “The Shadow-Stag had mentioned in his message that you wanted to get a spell-slinger.” And gestured to the earth pony saying, “This is my bro, Yellow Jacket, he‘s the enchanter while I‘m the smith.”

Looking between the two, Luna nodded saying, “So you wish to help fix my old blade?” Knowing she had to go up to her chambers to get the rusted and even broken blade.

Shaking his head, Yellow Jacket said, “No way my fine princess, what my big-bro means is that we want to make you a new sword with your help!” shifting his load to make it more comfortable, “It‘s a changeling tradition for heirs to forge their own weapons, with or without help.”

Giving a confused look, Luna told, “But how would that count to us, for we are not of changeling decent, nor an heir.”

With an easy smile, Bard told, “Think of this righteous land we live in as your clan territory, and being alicron would be like being an heir.” With a pleased look and a nod, he said, “I think you can pass for an heir by changeling standards.”

Glancing over the two, Luna nodded saying, “Then I thank you for your assistance, but I would ask you to do this work later tonight.” Holding back the urge to yawn she told, “We are tiered and need our rest.” Waving one of her guards over and ordering, “Show these two to the forge, and be sure they are situated.”

With a salute, the guard motioned for the two to follow, leading on as Yellow Jacket hung back for a moment to say, “Me and my big-bro look forward to making our next masterpiece with you, your highness.”

Luna gave a nod, watching the two follow her guard down the hall, while she herself made for her chambers for some well needed rest.

Nearby, Intrusive and Celestia began to make their way though the halls, the elder keeping his head bowed some as he asked, “If your highness permits it, I wish to ask for your assistance with a matter.” Getting a nod from the alicorn to keep talking, he said, “Sham has requested me to craft some bonding gems, and I felt that you would do me the honor in helping me make them.”

With a nod, Celestia told, “I would perhaps consider it, if you would tell me what these gems are for?”

Giving a pleasant smile, the old stallion told, “Certainly your highness. A bonding gem is what we use to unite loved ones in what you call marriage. Seeing the Gem clan no longer has any elders, Sham has requested for me make some for him.”

Smiling some more, the day princess said, “It sounds rather nice of you to do this, I would be more then happy to help.” Looking down to the elder asking, “What do you need and what is the full meaning behind these gems?”

Intrusive smiled widened, more than happy to start sharing some history he knew as an elder to another that wished to hear. “It is a tradition started long ago, one that only we elders fully understand.” He started, as he and Celestia wandered further away from the courtroom.

“It all started with a Gem clan member, who wished to give his lover something that they could both share. So, looking at his treasures, the Gem hoof picked a couple of diamonds and took them to us, the Lue.” Feeling himself immerse into the tail, Intrusive continued to tell, “He asked the Lue to make the two diamonds in a way where both lovers would feel each other, no matter the distance.”

Celestia looked intrigued at the idea, further listening in, “With this new challenge, the Lue went about creating a two way link with the diamonds. They were excited at the prospect of potentially making something that would allow lovers to not only feel the other at all times, but also weed out false ones.”

“False ones?” Celestia questioned the elder, wondering what he meant.

With a nod, Intrusive told, “Indeed, for there were changelings that would take the shape of the lovers beloved, and take what was not theirs.” With a smirk he chuckled, “These gems made it so that would not happen, as the Lovers would know if the other was not who they thought they were.”

With the alicorn giving a nod of understanding, Intrusive went on telling, “After much trial and error, my ancestors had made two gems that would do as requested.” He chuckled telling, “It worked, but not as we may have thought.”

At Celestia’s glance he told, “The gems had done something that puzzled the Lue, for you see, they did not just make it so the lovers could feel the other.” With a smiled Intrusive said, “They mixed their magic in a way, that they actually gained something with the other after being left on for so long; and bonded to them so deeply the gems were no longer needed.”

“That is why we call it a bonding, for it makes two lovers so close, they might as well be one.” The elder finished with a pleased smile, “And I must say, bonding is only used for those who are truly in love with their partner.”

With a smile of her own, Celesta told, “If this is the case, then I would be even more willing to help you.” And thought for a moment, “Do you think this would work for ponies as well?”

Intrusive came to a halt, actually thinking the question over saying, “I do not know…a changelings magical signature and a ponies are so different, yet similar…” Taking his time to think about it.

After a while Intrusive said, “I do not think any harm might come from it, who knows, it might be even beneficial like it is for us.” Mind abuzz at the idea of testing the possible reactions a pony couple would have with such an item.

“As for the supplies, I will need some crystals, diamonds if you can, in hexagon shape, even spacing of one inch and depth of half of that.” Intrusive listed off from the top of his mind, “Some space will be needed to do the enchanting needed. The other ingredients I should have on hoof.”

Nodding, the solar princess thought about how this could help in relationships before asking, “Besides the supplies, I was wondering if you could make a pair for Shinning Armor and Princess Cadence?”

Scratching his head a little, he nodded, “I do not see why not, but I would like to inform you the gems must stay on them for five months before a solid bonding happens.” Seeing the slow nod from the princess, Intrusive said, “I understand you asked this because it would possibly keep them safer, but bonding’s are not a fast process.”

“Yes, I can see why. One can not just mix two magical energies quickly, they need time to balance out.” Celestia said while thinking about the time frame, “Perhaps for the best, we do not know if any negitive effects might happen if they do use them.”

With a shake of his head, the Elder said, “I would doubt it, this will not be the first time I have made these little trinkets. No harm can truly come from them.” Then gained a spark in his eye saying, “Not to sound rude or invasive, but you have grown old and wise during the last millennium, yes?”

Looking down at the old changing, Celestia nodded to him as he said, “If you are going to help, and you do wish to give such gems to couples, how would you feel that I teach you how to make them?”

With a warm smile Celestia said, “I would be honored that you would offer.” But tilted her head asking, “But why would you give me such an offer?”

Snickering to himself, Intrusive told, “Bonding gems can only be made by elders, is changeling tradition.” Looking to the still young looking mare beside him, he told, “Seeing as you are old, experienced and wise, I feel that you can be counted among the elders.” With a small laugh he added, “You may also think of this as a peace offering for future relations between our kind.”

With another smile, Celestia told, “When you put it like that, who am I to refuse?” Both laughing in the end.





Coming out of the castle were Masquerade and Sham, followed by Shining, Cadence and Twilight. After talking things over, Twilight had decided to visit her parents and wanted Masquerade to come along. Cadence liked the idea herself, dragging Shinning Armor along with. Sham was just exiting the castle to leave.

“So you plan to leave Canterlot soon?” Masquerade asked his cousin, who didn’t even bother to look at the black unicorn.

Looking about, the earth pony told “After I do some trades, work out a few business deals and help set up an investment for any repairs Canterlot might need…” Letting out a yawn after all of that, “Then I‘ll take a nap before we go into hiding and wait for the main event to happen.”

With one last glance, Sham told, “I will see you before I leave, two-face.”

Grinning back to the brown stallion, Masquerade laughed, “Sure thing you lazy bum.” Sham only rolled his eyes at that, leaving in the direction of the caravan without another word. 

Masquerade gave a slight sigh while watching his cousin walk away, still thinking about what he know knew about his mother. The idea made him slightly happy, but at the same time dreading what would happen when they met next. A lavender hoof touched him, sending a flow of concern through him.

“Mask, are you alright?” Twilight asked, having a slight clue as to why the stallion seemed less lively. Her stallion shook his head a bit, not willing to say anything about his troubles. “Hey.” She said softly, using her hoof to move his head to look at her, “I‘m here too listen to your problems too, so don’t feel like you have to bottle up everything, okay?”

With a slight smile, Masquerade nodded to her, “Once I‘ve thought some stuff over, I‘ll talk.” And moved over saying, “But until then, do lead on to your folks place, I‘d love to re-meet them.”

With a smile and a nod, Twilight moved ahead, Cadence falling instep with her and starting a conversation about something that made the lavender mare giggle. This left both stallions to trail after the two, Shinning Armor still giving an unsure look to the black stallion, while Masquerade spent his time in thought.

While most of these thoughts were around his mother Chrysalis, his other thoughts were on the meeting. One such thought was about the invasion force. According to Sham, they were bringing everything they had and only leaving the best behind to defend the capital. By the combined count of Sham, Intrusive, Bard and himself, the invasion force had around nine-thousand strong.

Six-thousand of them would be drones, mostly rushing in and overwhelming rather then effectively fighting. This left three-thousand commons to do the more complicated work, making orders and infiltrating the allied ranks. There would also be some heirs in the mix, no more than five though. 

Canterlot itself had only five-thousand guards, most of them not being in any serous fights or new recruits. There was no doubt the guard could win a fight against a drone with training alone, but Masquerade doubted they could win against a mob of them. Adding in the fact there would be changelings taking on guises of the guard only made things even worse, as they could lead groups into traps or give bad information.

With the guard being so outnumbered and outmatched in these respects, it only meant that both Lue and Gem clans had to take part. Only, the Lue were not fighters in the first place, so had little training in that respect. As for the Gems, Sham told they had lost half their numbers, with most being commons, meaning the Gem clan had somewhere around fifteen-hundred changelings left.

“So…” Shinning Armors voice broke Masquerade out of his thoughts and catching the changelings attention, “What entitles being an infiltrator like yourself?” Giving a curious glance to the black unicorn.

Seeing as the white unicorn was trying to be at least civil with him, Masquerade told, “Think of it being a guard who‘s job is to safeguard the clan by finding spies in it, and also spying on others for the betterment of the clan itself.”

Thinking back to when that was all he had to do, Mask continued, “We do everything for the betterment of the clan as a whole, not being recognized for any task we do because the best infiltrators are the ones who are not known.”

With an even more confused look, Shinning Armor said, “Everypony seems to know you’re the best at what you do, so dose that mean your not as good as they say?” Smiling as he said this.

Laughing at that, Masquerade told, “Do you have any idea how hard it is to keep secrets from hundreds of others that are taught to spy on others daily?” Giving an amused grin to the other stallion, “In a normal setting, my talents would be unknown-- but as I said, with so many of us spying on the other, there is nearly no secrets kept but the absolute best.”

The guard caption hummed in thought asking, “I almost can‘t see how anypony could trust each other with a place like that.” Knowing that he himself did not like others snooping into his life that much. Unless it’s Cadence, I can live with her knowing things like that. Shinning reminded himself.

With chuckle Masquerade nodded, “Infiltrators are only trusted by their friends and family.” Looking to Twilight who was laughing along with Cadence and radiating joy, “Meaning that our own clans do not trust us.” An image of his mother flashed before his eyes as he added, “Making rouge infiltrators the most untrust-worthy of changelings.”

With another curious look, Shinning asked “And a rouge would be a…?”

“A individual that has betrayed their clan by rule breaking or attacking one of their own without reason. Or those who run away without reason, taking clan secrets with them.” Masquerade told before saying, “But it all boils down to betraying the clan in some way.”

Taking this information in for a moment, Shinning Armor asked, “But wont that make you a rouge too?” Thinking on it saying, “Because you are plotting against your clan.”

A slight bit of pain ran through the infiltrator who told, “I‘m not a rouge, I gave my reasons to leave and did so…” Giving another look to Twilight thinking, but I will be…when that day comes, I will be seen as noting but a traitor by my own family and clan who stabbed them in the back.

The second heir didn’t show any of his pain, but anypony that would look him in the eye would see that he wanted to cry at being seen as a traitor. With a slightly dry mouth Mask told, “Being branded a rouge is the second worse thing that can happen to a changeling, as your hunted down by your own clan and family.”

“And the first?” Shining asked, wanting to know despite his thoughts asking him not to say anything.

Closing his eyes at the question, Masquerade told, “Becoming a survivor after your clans destruction, knowing nopony from your clan or family will be looking for you.”

Even know he got his answer, it was not one Shinning Armor felt was a good one. Shaking off some of the dark thoughts that came with this, he said, “Is it me, or does your life revolve around dark things?”

Masquerades grin returned to his face at that, saying, “We are born into darkness, we are raised in darkness and we eventually die in darkness.” Turning to Shinning Armor adding, “We aren‘t like you ponies who live high up, we prefer the dark tunnels under your hooves. Much easier to hide that way.”

With a shake of his head, Shining asked, “Do you have a line for everything?”

With a smirk, Mask shot back, “Possibly, possibly not, who‘s to truly say how true it is?”





Two yellow eye steadily read along the newspaper that was held up in blue magic as the owner reclined back in his chair, completely relaxed.

Just outside of his sight was another pony, a mare using her own pink magic to float a feather duster about and clean the shelves.
The white mare carefully moved the duster over each of the pictures on the shelf, looking over each one with a smile. She stopped at one that had a open park with trees and a picnic setting.

On the right sat a white mare with purple and white streaked mane, next to her was a blue stallion with a navy mane that was combed down. The mare was her, Twilight Velvet, and the stallion was her husband Night Light.

On the left sat a filly Twilight, trying to fit a too big hayburger into her mouth. Next to the filly was, Cadence who laughed at the sight. Next to her was Shining Armor, drinking a pop while also having an amused smile at the sight.

Twilight Velvet lifted the picture frame up, tracing a light hoof over it some while having a proud smile. Her son was captain of the guard and soon to be wed to Cadence, that wonderful foalsitter that watched Twilight for them and a princess to boot.

Oh, my sweet little filly, Velvet thought while looking at the image of the small filly. She sometimes wished little Twilight didn't move off to that little town and just stayed in Canterlot. The Twilight Household seemed a little less than it should with Shinning Armor off doing his job and Twilight being so distant.

“Are you alright dear, you have been staring at that photo for a while.” Night Light asked from where he sat, folding the paper to give his wife his full attention.

Putting the frame back onto the shelf, Velvet told, “I‘m fine honey, just thinking about our children.” Continuing her cleaning and looking at each picture she passed, “I just wished they would at least visit a bit more.”

A few knocks called for their attention, making Night Light go for the door while Twilight Velvet thought over who would have come that day. She certainly didn’t remember inviting anypony over, seeing as the Right’s were coming next Friday. I didn’t miscount a day, did I? feeling the need to find her notes.

Walking back into the family room, Night Light called, “Velvet, come see who came to visit today!” Smiling brightly as he lead the guests in.

Turning away from her cleaning, a big smile made itself known on the white mare as she saw who their guests were, “Shinning, Twilight!” Putting down the duster in preference to her two foals.

“Hi mom!” The two greeted, lifting a foreleg each to hug their mother who embraced them with equal joy.

Backing up some to give a once over each of her children, she said, “Oh, I am so glad you both decided to visit.” Looking to Shinning asking, “Is it just the two of you?”

Giving a smile, the stallion moved aside to let Cadence walk in and lightly bow, “Hello Mrs. Velvet.”

With a smile, Twilight Velvet told, “No need to call me that, remember? Your marrying my little colt, so I won't mind if you even called me mom.”

Giggling at the mares insistence, Cadence nodded, “Alright Velvet, I‘ll keep it in mind this time.”

“That‘s not all mom.” Twilight piped up and drawing her mothers attention, “I have sompony I want you to meet.” Turing around to say something, only for it to come out as a question, “Mask?”

All ponies looked behind Twilight in confusion, two of them wondering if the stallion had chickened out, and two wondering who Twilight was talking about. Twilight herself confused where her stallion had run off to this time, thinking of a number of spells to try to keep track of him.

A shuffling was heard and brought all ponies to look back into the family room, where one black stallion was looking over the family photos saying, “I think I like this one, Twinkles looks so cute trying to fit all that food in her mouth.”

Twilight gave a long sigh at the stallion who has effectively made all but her confused as to what just happened. “Mask, come.” She ordered, hoping the stallion would try and restrain himself for once.

With a grin, Masquerade put the photo back down and walked right over to Twilight. Standing next to her he asked, “Do I get a treat?”

Rolling her eyes Twilight told, “May be if you be a good boy and behave.” And gestured to her parents, “Now please introduce yourself properly.”

Looking more amused then ashamed at the mares no-nonsense tone, Masquerade told, “Hello, I don’t know if you do remember me, but I am Masquerade.” Bowing his head for a moment.

With some recognition in her eyes, Twilight Velvet smiled, “I remember you, your that adorable little colt that always hung around Twilight.”

Night Light smile himself saying, “Really, because last I checked the same colt liked hiding behind our little filly.”

“I got better!” Masquerade objected while saying, “I now only hide behind her when I know someponys angry at me.” Getting a few amused smiles from all around.

Stepping closer to the lavender mare, Mask added, “I also like to say your daughter is a wonderful mare.” Tossing a hoof over Twilights shoulder, “She‘s practically a saint for having the patients to put up with me as her coltfriend.”

The two parents looked between the two in shock, all but turning into grins as Velvet said, “Is it true, please tell me this colt isn’t pulling my leg!” Seeing her daughters nod, Velvet turned to her husband saying, “Light, do you know what this means?”

Thinking for a moment, the blue stallion shrugged saying, “That we should get ready for the day when he proposes to Twilight?”

“DAD!” Twilight shouted to her father, while Masquerade laughed at what the older stallion said.