“I didn’t know you were such a stallion of class,” Telefana replied in slight shock. “I never imagined that you were so wealthy. Well, I did, but I never thought you were this rich!”
Secure Ard was sitting with Telefana in Equestria’s finest five-star restaurant, Celé a Fluantru. Truthfully, Secure Ard had never actually tried the food here before, but the food wasn’t even a concern; it was Telefana who really mattered. She was tall as she ever could be, even when sitting down. Her long, orange mane flowed gracefully to the ground.
“Well, I try not to act all snobby like those other wealthy ponies,” he remarked.
“Oh, Secure, you’re too humble,” Telefana said, blushing. “But that’s what I like in a stallion.”
Secure flashed a wide grin, and the two sat in such a state of pure bliss until he heard three sharp words that knocked him straight out of his daydream.
CHECK THE MONITORS!
Secure groaned dejectedly. He had been rudely awakened from his lovely, romantic daydream, and now he was back to his cold, empty reality. He proceeded to check the monitors one by one. From what he could tell, there was nothing strange or out of the ordinary. Then, he switched to the Upper Left Hallway Camera and saw the Twilight animatronic running frantically in the distance. She was running farther and farther away. Secure was now on edge; for he knew that the animatronic could appear near his office at any moment. But then, his mind reasoned that he had five more robots to worry about, so he ought to just wait it out and hope for the best. He really couldn't wait for his shift to be over.
The next camera he checked was the Wonderbolts Display Room Camera. Everything looked normal at first, but then he looked closer. Lying on the floor was an animatronic, but he couldn’t tell what pony the animatronic represented. It didn't have a character suit on; just its metallic exoskeleton. It lay motionless on the floor, not even moving an inch. Also lying on the floor was what looked like metallic debris, as if the robot had just exploded. Right by the still animatronic was a rock of some sorts. It looked round, and it was apparently glowing. After observing the room for a couple of seconds he decided to move on to the next one.
The next camera was the Party Room Camera. The Party Room was a VIP room where little fillies and colts could celebrate their birthdays at the museum. In Secure’s mind, he was hoping to see nothing but chairs and tables, but instead, he got the exact opposite. He looked at the camera, and what he saw made his face immediately turn pale.
He breathed heavily. Why was the animatronic looking directly in the camera? Why was it smiling? Was it trying to scare him? Was it trying to tell him that it was on to him? With a heavy, pounding heart, he looked away from the monitor and looked at the ones after it, hoping to find some comfort. All of the other rooms were spacious and empty of any animatronics; it was exactly how Secure liked it. With a big sigh of relief, he leaned back into his chair and started telling himself that he would be alright.
“Gotta stay optimistic,” he advised himself.