As dawn swept over Raptania, the country came alive with a spark of energy. Radios in homes were on in a blur. Reporters and all who were in the news business were flocking in their thousands to the Capital. The coronation of a first of his name was a very big deal, and the whole world was getting in on it. Even in Equestria televisions or radios were switched to RBC Equestria to watch the event that in a few hours would unfold.
Under cloaks that could make a Deinocheirus inconspicuous, the Sickles moved slowly through crowd after crowd; no raptor batting an eye as Forsuthion made his way to the Sickles’ Maniraptora hideout, a large sandstone house with a roof of thick hay that sat atop slate tiles. Inside; sitting alone at the large mahogany table that could have a Gigantoraptor lain on it, there was a cream male Linhevenator who had his face hidden under a pointed blue hood. Forsuthion and the Sickles that entered behind him removed the cloaks and sat at various spots; Forsuthion sitting in the large ebony throne at the head end of the table.
As Vic sat down adjacent to Forsuthion the Linhevenator slowly raised his head, revealing only his snout from under the navy shadow that loomed over his eyes. Forsuthion did not look at him, but rather at the large sheets of paper that sprawled across his end of the table. Vic peered at each paper with joy, he had already killed one king, and now the chance to kill another was irresistible to him; and the chance was enticing the other Sickles too, except the Linhevenator, whose expression remained as blank as the walls which surrounded them.
“Right then,” Forsuthion began, “The coronation and treaty signing are in four hours, giving us a nice window to assassinate Cabazi. Get his brother too; but leave Buitre; I need a bride after all. If you see our inside man, leave him be; kill the other guards. And if so happen to come across one of those insignificant ponies or that dragon, kill them immediately.”
Vic slowly looked upwards and left as he scanned the news with his magic. He quickly regained focus on Forsuthion and announced, “M’lord, Twilight Sparkle is not the only pony princess who will be present today. I have received word that the two sisters and Mi Amore Cadenza will also be attending.”
Forsuthion let out a slight chuckle and laughed, “Finally. The princesses come to us. This day keeps getting better. So now not only can we kill the soon-to-be king and the prince, but also all four of the Equestrian princesses! Today is the Day of the Sickles; and it won’t end until I sit on the throne!”
The Sickles cheered at their leader, except the Linhevenator, who was elbowed by a brown Koparion who noticed his blank expression. “Lin Ven, chin up. The Sickles are gonna have victory!” it shouted in Lin Ven’s face. Lin Ven had had enough of all of the Sickles’ overzealous nature in this hall, so he silently rose from the only oak chair in the hall of mahogany, ebony and walnut and made his way to the door. Opening it wide, he left the massive hall and made his way to the castle. He did not take the front entrance, but rather he walked down to the castle’s rear, where he dumped his Sickle armour and weapons in the river’s fast flowing current and he went through the glorious marble door.
Reed and Kin were in the guards’ quarters, playing tennis as usual. Kin kept beating Reed; and Reed showed no sign of irritation from his brother’s victory. It was something Reed was very open to admitting about Kin; that Kin was an expert at tennis, and really should try for the world leagues. Kin could say the same for Reed and swimming; while Kin was still like a hatchling in the pool, Reed could easily be mistaken for a feathered marine reptile. Just as Kin was about to win another set, Captain Gryph entered the room and crushed the ball, commanding them to get back to work. Kin grumbled in a irritated manner as he and Reed wandered into the corridor, where they saw Lin Ven wandering past the entrance. Unsure of what to do, Reed asked, “May we assist you, mister?”
Lin Ven looked at the Kinnareemimus twins with curiosity; if it weren't for Reed wearing brass and having green eyes, contrasting with Kin wearing silver and having blue eyes; Lin Ven couldn't be able to tell them apart. Even their cutie marks were similar; he thought that one was simply a reflection in a mirror. Eventually he mustered up enough courage to answer, “I am here to warn the king of a tremendous threat. That, and I am here to cleanse myself of what my former covenant did.”
Reed looked at Kin, and he looked back. Both faces expressed such emptiness; as if they were having a telepathical argument as to who should ask this visitor about this “covenant” he was talking about. Political? Sports? Or something darker? Kin lost this argument and eventually asked Lin Ven, “Covenant? What do you mean?”
Thankfully for Lin Ven, this twin had a darker, more English voice. But unfortunately the twin had asked what he was dreading, what the covenant was. “Unfortunately, I can’t reveal that. They've caused chaos very recently for the country and I’d rather not be affiliated with that.” he answered quietly.
Despite Lin Ven’s best efforts to be cryptic, even a hatchling could figure out what covenant he was referring too. Once again the twins looked at each other and assessed the situation. They hadn't brought their weapons, and leaving a Sickle on his own was just asking for trouble. So Kin backed down, and Lin Ven gulped audibly at his movement. “You’re a Sickle,” Reed sharply stated, “What do you want?”
“Well to fully describe what I have done in this one day: I have sat in the Sickles’ hideout listening to that cockfaced Forsuthion come up with a plan that will never work; I wandered through seas of crowds; I’ve dumped everything Sickle related of mine in the Capital River; and now I'm talking to you.” Lin Ven explained to Reed. As he went on, Kin stopped and wandered back into view, without a weapon. He could see that the Linhevenator was genuinely speaking with honesty.
Reed stared at his brother, but did not question why he had no weapon, as he had heard the Linhevenator’s words and felt rather surprised. In every book that even mentioned Sickles, it had connotations of lack of mercy, villainy and ruthless. But this Linhevenator was displaying the polar opposite connotations; pity, kindness and sorrow. Reed lingered on these connotations before Kin wandered back to being beside him; also lingering on connotations. “So you’re here for redemption?” they asked at the same time, making things difficult for Lin Ven to tell them apart again.
Before Lin Ven could utter even a slight word, Captain Gryph wandered back into the room. He had heard everything the hooded Linhevenator had spoke, and he was furious. Barging through the twins and commanding them to get upstairs he grappled the Linhevenator with tremendous strength. Lin Ven didn't put up a fight, nor did he even struggle; he let the Hagryphus drag him into the interrogation room as everyone in the castle started to stir.
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To say that the sheer level of activity sprawling through Maniraptora this morning irritated Vic would be a truly immense understatement. Whilst his small stature allowed him to slip past dinosaur after dinosaur, his ears were flooded by the fanfares, cheering and singing and he was sure that sea of sound would soon start to be polluted with his ears bleeding. But by some miracle he reached the castle safely intact and he passed through a window on the ground floor. Sliding nooks and crannies, Vic looked around the throne room for good assassination angles, escape routes and whatever else would help achieve success. He had accounted for everything; everything except the purple dragon staring at him from the hallway in shock and disgust.
Spike was now regretting his “get up as soon as you wake up” routine, but at the same time; the idea of him being the only one that knew gave him a sense of power. But he didn't want this traitorous alvarezsaur’s hidden nature to be a secret; even if Spike was just a guest here, many workers and residents of the castle had known Vic for years, trusted him, respected him; and Spike saw that he was a rat; scratch that, more than any old rat; a filthy, diseased rat that lived deep below the streets in the darkest corner of the sewers. Spike got closer to the Parvicursor and said in a deeper, angrier tone, “Traitor. You’re a Sickle. You let them in. You killed Unen.”
Vic’s first response was to act like the dragon had not seen him; but as Spike edged closer he decided that the feeble thing should pay for spotting him. He chuckled and turned to face Spike; and responded, “Bravo. You figured it out. Aren't you a smart cookie? So tell me, if you’re so clever, then how can you not realise that unenlagiines have ruled for far too long? Surely there should be new rulers, ones more intelligent, like perhaps a Troodon? Forsuthion should be on that throne, and you Equestrians should bow before him.”. As he said this, his magic feathers created a long wooden staff. Just when Spike thought he was getting it easy, the staff’s farther end revealed a reflective silver scythe that had a edge sharper than diamond.
“I don’t care if you think he should rule, the unenlagiines are kings for a reason. And even if you succeed here, you won’t get to Equestria, and we will stop your tyranny you hedonist.” Spike retorted, desperately knocking on doors to get someone’s attention. Vic chuckled at the panicking dragon and got even closer to Spike’s face. It was obvious that Vic was about to assault Spike; but before he could Spike opened his mouth and blew flames more powerful than the ones he used at the Equestria Games straight into Vic’s face, scorching nearly every feather on the Parvicursor’s face. Vic’s yelp in pain was interrupted by a growl as he used the scythe to knock Spike across the room. It was at this point that the doors simultaneously swung open as the ponies, Ostrom and Carnithimus entered the throne room.
As they entered, the ponies ran up to Spike, who apart from some cuts and bruises was rather okay. Carnithimus stayed back as Ostrom’s brow furrowed and he snarled, revealing large serrated teeth. If he had no civilised nature, he would have picked Vic up and ripped him to pieces. But Ostrom had control, and used his green eyes to glare at Vic. “You heartless bitch Vic.” he barked. Vic would have responded with a threatening growl if he wasn't a Parvicursor; the most threatening sound he could make was a canary chirp. So instead he lifted the scythe and pointed it at Ostrom.
“Step down, Utahraptor. We need a Hand for King Forsuthion, so just be nice or have your head chopped off, understand?” Vic snarled through tiny teeth as the edge of the scythe curled around Ostrom’s neck. Ostrom dared not move. He wanted to negotiate with the Sickle, but the look on the alvarezsaur’s face showed that he was beyond reasoning. Ostrom wasn’t even thinking about what would happen next; so he had no idea Twilight knocked the scythe away and stood between Vic and Ostrom.
“Get away from him, Vic. I know you’re tired of being a servant, but you could do so much more than this. And even if Forsuthion was to get rule, what’s to say that he won’t make you his personal servant?” Twilight exclaimed as Vic snarled more. He tried to pick the scythe back up, but Twilight used her magic to disintegrate the weapon.
“You know nothing, alicorn. A raptor like Forsuthion would not put his second-in-command in a slave position. And you have no power here anyway. So move aside, lass; and let me finish this.” Vic replied as he created a claymore sword and swung it down on the princess and Ostrom. But before it could hit, Vic’s grey aura around the edge was halted by an odd coloured aura. It was a mixture of white and sandy gold; and its shape was most peculiar. It had the structure of a troodontid, it floated slightly above the group. And Ostrom recognised its face anywhere.
“Arin! It...it’s you! But how?” he stammered. As if they heard, Lady Ada and Lady Veloci simultaneously entered the room. Their auras were still going; Ada’s providing the sandy gold in Arin’s spirit, Veloci providing the white. Ostrom looked at his mother and she smiled brightly. “You did this for me?” he asked her softly.
Lady Ada slowly stepped closer to her confused son, tears of joy forming in her eyes. “You wanted him back for so long, and as a way to say goodbye, your aunt and I decided to grant your wish. I love you, Ostrom; and you’ll be an excellent brother to the hatchling,” she replied softly as she embraced her youngest, yet largest, son tightly.
Twilight walked towards the pair and smiled; but inside she was slightly jealous at how Ostrom was so much closer to his mother than she was with her own. Compared to Ada and Ostrom, the distance between her and her mother would’ve been an ocean. “So you’re having another child?” she asked to break the tension. Ada looked at the purple alicorn and nodded softly; and Twilight used her magic to create tissues for Ada, Ostrom and her own eyes. In the emotional moment, Vic made an attempt to escape, but as he did, the other parvicursorines walked into the room; Albertonykus, Ceratonykus, Shuuvia, Kol, the lot. Each had a glare that bore into Vic’s brain; they used their magic to collectively lift the failed Sickle and toss him into a cage.
Arin looked at the large group and smiled, but they were more confused than ever. Applejack and Rainbow were pondering if they even did anything and if that was it; Rarity and Fluttershy were wondering if they were even needed here; and Pinkie was hungry. Arin chuckled as he floated over to them, and explained, “Now I know you lot don’t think you’ve been of any help here, but your elements have actually helped in this problem. Pinkie, your Optimism - or whatever it’s called now, Laughter I think - allowed the citizens to realise that your kind are not a dull bunch; Rarity’s Generosity in helping Buitre and Quinn meant that they were able to consider mixed towns; Applejack’s Honesty and Rainbow’s Loyalty boosted Ostrom and the citizens’ spirits. And Fluttershy, you did the most; you helped Cabazi overcome the depression he felt; you showed kindness to one who had never been taught personal compassion. And for all this, I thank you.”. After saying this, he waved his goodbyes and disappeared, causing Veloci and Ada to nearly pass out from the magic power.
Although imprisoned, Vic was far from finished with the ponies. Growling in a threatening manner, he tried to use his magic to escape the titanium bars that separated him from the rest; but using what little strength she had left, Veloci got up from the ground and used the dribble of magic still residing in her feathers to knock the Parvicursor unconscious. After she did this, she let out a fit of shallow coughs and her weak eyes focused on Ostrom and the ponies. “Thank you all so much. Now if you’ll excuse me, I must rest.” she sighed weakly as she ambled out of the room to her room, or the nearest one to lie in. Ada would’ve done the same, but she had passed out entirely; so Twilight lifted her up and took her to a bed.
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Forsuthion tapped the large mahogany table impatiently; Vic had been away for over an hour and had not reported back, which angered the Troodon lord immensely. The Sickles were all concerned for their leader’s mentality, and were getting increasingly angry at the Parvicursor as a result. Eventually, Forsuthion gave up on waiting and barked, “Right. You lot, come with me. Vic’s clearly failed us, Lin Ven’s gone off on his own wee adventure, and we’ve got royalty to kill.”. Every Sickle rose from their chair putting their cloaks on as Forsuthion smirked and put his own cloak on, exiting the hideout to lead his army towards the castle.
While Forsuthion’s squadron made a beeline for the castle, Cabazi slowly began to rise from his slumber. He had been forced into the King’s chambers; and it was peculiar to not see Quinn or Buitre in the room with him, yet satisfying. He got dressed into his most regal clothes; which had been laid out for him, and left the chamber. When he entered the throne room, he saw what could only be described as a ruckus. “What in Ceiba’s name happened in here?” he asked commandingly. The alvarezsaurs did not want to show Vic in the cell, but their king wanted to know, so they couldn’t say no. A blue Albertonykus used his magic to pull the cage into Cabazi’s view.
While Cabazi never truly trusted the Parvicursor, it was still a shock to find out that one of his employees was a Sickle. He ordered a black Kol to fetch Captain Gryph and some other guards; and the longer Cabazi was there, the more hurt Fluttershy felt; that the distance of love was now too immense to even attempt a crossing. As Cabazi sat at a bench in the room, Gryph entered; clutching Lin Ven’s neck scruff and dragging the troodontid like a prize. “M’lord.” he barked, “This Sickle decided to hand himself over. I think an execution is in order.”. Gryph made no notice of the alvarezsaurs taking Vic away in the cage; all his attention was on Cabazi and his prize.
Cabazi rose to look at Lin Ven, to which Lin Ven responded, “Firstly Hagryphus, the proper terminology is ‘Your Grace’. Secondly, as I have told you numerous times, I am no Sickle, therefore no execution is in order. And thirdly your Grace, may you please relieve my bindings?”. At first Cabazi was skeptical, but when Gryph struck the helpless Linhevenator and commanded him to be quiet Cabazi felt obligated to intervene. He gave Gryph a stern look to release Lin Ven, and Gryph reluctantly obeyed. As Lin Ven fell to the floor, a Shuvuuia released the ropes that bound him and tended to whatever wounds he had. Now free, Lin Ven looked at Cabazi and explained, “Your Grace. I feel that it is my duty to inform you that your captain is a fiend. A cold-hearted, abusing backstabber.”
It was that last word that lingered in Cabazi’s mind; he wanted to know why Gryph was what the Linhevenator was saying he was, but truth be told Cabazi was actually rather scared to ask; for he had little experience as a king and having to fire his captain was too overwhelming. He ordered Gryph to leave, hoping to resolve that matter at a later date, then he turned to Lin Ven and asked, “Who are you? Why are you here?”
Lin Ven thought long and hard about his response, as it could be what let him keep his head. Before Cabazi could ask again, he answered, “My name is Lin Ven, your Grace. I was a Sickle until four hours ago, in fact I was on the mission that let Vic murder your father. But I came back to not only warn you all that they are returning today to attempt to kill all of you, but to also rid myself of all the suffering, all the pain, all the guilt. I am no Sickle; I’ve wanted out for years, but it is this day that I finally decided to step up and do the right thing.”
Rainbow Dash was unfazed by Lin Ven’s speech; she was unaware whether to trust him or not; as she had had trust issues in the past. “How do we know if we can trust you? For all we know you could still be a Sickle and broadcasting this stuff to that Forsuthion guy!” she asked brashly, making sure that the other ponies were aware of her thoughts. Rarity and Applejack exchanged questioning glances, but they let Rainbow be Rainbow.
Lin Ven was confused by this pegasus’ brash actions, as he had told the complete truth. But not wanting to disappoint the rainbow-maned pony he responded, “I hate that Troodon, for he has given all troodontids a bad reputation. I can no longer walk around normally without getting a glance or two, but then again that may have something to do with what I’ve done with the feathers I have for magic.”. As if to prove his point, he finally lifted his hood to reveal that the feathers that were meant to be on his head were embedded into his skin.
Rainbow slowly flew back to the group, ashamed for snapping at the poor guy, and as such Applejack silently scolded her and Rarity gave her a look of shame. Twilight walked forward to Cabazi to assist in his decision making; and the two contemplated ideas like prison, having a parole officer, being made a servant. But eventually Twilight’s negotiation warmed in Cabazi, and he said to Lin Ven, “My good sir. For your courage and honesty, and due to how I honestly can’t be bothered dealing with major issues right now, you are to become one of my Guards. I assume you have met Sedens; go to him and get comfy.”
Lin Ven looked at him, then looked at Twilight. He saw something in their eyes he hadn’t be shown ever since… she helped him; compassion. He got up from the crouching stature he was in and saluted to Cabazi before leaving the room that in only two hours had seen enough commotion for an entire television show. Everyone started to prepare for Cabazi’s coronation, but Fluttershy was very unsure if she even wanted to be up there, seeing the one she loved slip away from her. But as Rarity fixed up the buttercream pony’s dress she assured her friend that there will be plenty of males like Cabazi, and if there weren’t then Fluttershy always had Discord. Fluttershy smiled softly at her fashionista friend as they and everyone else prepared for the coronation.
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The large balcony upon which Cabazi was to be coronated was receiving more attention from camera-raptors than the lords and ladies themselves, almost as if it were the balcony itself to be coronated. However as the alicorn princesses Celestia, Luna and even fair Cadence arrived with their escorts the attention shifted ever so slightly; so as to not overwhelm the poor balcony, which had never had a televised coronation. Ostrom was preparing the speech he had to give before placing the crown on Cabazi’s head, and had taken quite nicely to Twilight being used as a practice Cabazi. Twilight smiled softly, not for the fact that a dazzling crown was being placed atop her head, but rather that she was about to be there for the coronation of a king, and that that king was a new friend of hers.
In his chamber, Cabazi was pacing back and forth, preparing the speech he had to make after being crowned. Normally, Cabazi was very good at preparing speeches; once he had made an entire speech on the fly; but this event was different. The country, nay, the entire world was tuned in watching; and Cabazi was swept over with a cloud of anxiety, it was only Albie the blue Albertonykus that kept Cabazi from hyperventilating and passing out. Eventually, the time came. Kin, Reed, Velox, Sedens, even the brand new guard Lin Ven were arranged into their rows in the corridor. Lin Ven was much happier that a comfortable helmet hid his head featherbuds; although he would have preferred wielding a much more effective weapon than a halberd.
But time is like a leaf in a hurricane , and before anyone could realise it, it was time for the coronation. Ostrom quit practicing with Twilight, although he wished that he didn’t have to; the alicorn princesses entered the castle to stand beside the new king; and at last Cabazi left his chamber, draped in a gorgeous silver cloak that accented his face in a classy way. He marched softly between the rows of guards and stepped out on the balcony to accompany Ostrom and the princesses.
Cabazi waved shyly to the swarm of raptors before him and immediately they fell quiet, to the point of which one could hear the slight brush of a feather. Cabazi got out a miniature book of notes and he announced, “Citizens of Raptania, I am to take it upon myself to be lawfully just and rule this country with kindness and brilliance. However today Raptania is no longer alone. The nation of Equestria, whom we have been wanting to make allegiance with for years, is finally going to be our ally; and because of this, both of us can develop as nations. For Equestria is a land of compassion, of warm hearts, and of friendships.”. As Cabazi finished, the ponies smiled and every raptor cheered. All except the Sickles, and before anyone could act, Gryph grabbed Cabazi, and various Sickles held the ponies, guards and Ostrom as Forsuthion walked towards the captured king.
Forsuthion smirked victoriously as he edged closer to the struggling captives, especially Cabazi, who was bewildered at the sudden attack; and how Forsuthion got into the city in the first place was even more confusing. But before he could open his mouth to speak, Forsuthion wrapped his claws around Cabazi’s snout and shushed him. “Well well well, you think you can make peace with those pathetic mammals? Need I remind you of our nature? We eat mammals like them. There’s no possible way for us to be “friends” with our prey.” he snarled.
Twilight was no longer going to sit around and let this maniacal Troodon have his way; so teleporting herself out of her captor’s grasp and gettin between Forsuthion and Cabazi she stood grandly and said, “Listen, while I may know much about your kind or your culture, I do know that is important to respect another’s way of doing things. For you see-”
But before she could finish her speech, Forsuthion turned to face her; glaring angrily at the alicorn before him. His sheer frustration was evident, especially as he angrily interrupted, “Oh would you just shut up! Trying to force your pathetic little “friendship” upon us is just insulting. Besides, what do you honestly you can accomplish with that? You think I’m gonna just let this fish-eater rule over a nation of fifty percent carnivores? You’re very much mistaken!”
Twilight eyes widened in shock; a friendship speech had only once been interrupted, by Starlight Glimmer, but never on such an aggressive scale. There was clearly no reasoning with this mad raptor; so she was preparing to launch a very powerful magic shot, but before she could Lin Ven pounced on the Troodon and used his sickle claws to hold the Troodon down. “Forsuthion your tyrannical dreams end here. Did you honestly expect your plans to work? Because I can tell you now, as long as I’m still alive I’m going to keep you behind bars.” he barked. The crowd below them was still in awe from the activity going on, to the point that some were questioning whether or not it was all real, perhaps just a ruse to strengthen Cabazi’s word and make them back him more.
But fake this was not, and Forsuthion’s growls in pain was further proof to quell this suspicion; and Lin Ven’s general frustration then focused on Gryph, pure primal anger venting from his eyes. Retracting his claws from the almost defeated Troodon, he ran to Gryph and Cabazi and quickly immobilised the villainous Hagryphus, clawing Gryph’s unprotected arms and face to the point where Forsuthion and the other still villainous Sickles were forced to yield. Cabazi rose and brushed off any grit and potential scales that were plucked off from Lin Ven’s fighting and declared, “Forsuthion, Gryph, Vic; you are sentenced to spend life on the Isle of Deinos Max Security Prison. And as for the rest of you Sickles, you have a choice. You can either cleanse yourself of your crimes and become members of my guard; or you can be like your lord, and spend time at Prisoner’s Rest.”
Upon hearing these choices, all the Sickles immediately released their “victims” and apologised; and after that Ostrom cleared his throat to announce to the world that Raptania’s new king Cabazi, First of his name, had been crowned; which resulted in a crowd cheering louder than the return of Princess Cadence. But for Fluttershy, it meant something different; something she wouldn’t dare to explain. To her, the coronation only meant that the man she was now in love with was now too far away to reach. So when Cabazi wandered closer to her and placed his hand on her cheek, she immediately blushed and whispered, “I...I thought you were to marry someone else, and that I couldn’t be with you.”
Cabazi looked at her with confusion at first, but then as he processed what the buttercream pony had said he chuckled slightly, looking into her bewildered eyes. “I’m going to see if I can change that. After all, you’re the only one I would want to be with,” he replied, and as he said that Fluttershy hugged him, crying softly with joy. After the two shared a tender moment, the treaty signing took place. It was a simple event; the ponies, the lords and Cabazi sat around the large oak desk in the banquet hall as the terms were read out and each pony (and Spike) signed wherever Equestrian signing was needed; followed by the lords signing wherever Raptanian signing was needed. When the signing was finished, Ostrom announced that the raptors were now Equestria’s ally and the ponies and Spike exited the castle to meet Celestia.
Twilight stood before her former mentor and bowed, knowing her job was complete. However, something was missing in Twilight’s mind; she was used to everything flowing nicely, and while yes this trip was bumpy, it still didn’t seem right to her that it had just simply ended, with no repercussion or anything. So looking at Celestia, she asked, “So what’s going to happen now that Raptania and Equestria are allies? Will life be any different?”
Before Celestia could answer Twilight’s question, a familiar blue Ornithomimus cleared his throat; which caused the group to turn around, and they found a big surprise. Almost all of the friends they had made on the way: Velox, Reed, Kin, Ostrom, Zhao, Yuan, Apsara, Carnithimus, Key, Auro and even Fall; they were all standing behind the ponies smirking, and Twilight knew exactly what was going on. She smiled gleefully, as life in her town of Ponyville was soon going to be a lot more interesting……….
THE END