Luna had wept when teams of 'Brony' Marines - along with some of Artanis' Zealots and even Kerrigan's Zerg - had pulled Celestia's wrecked form from the ruins of the Canterlot Palace. Then - after bearing witness to the ritual wherein the Great Mare of the Sun had been restored to life, though forever bound into the mechanical body of the most powerful Protoss Immortal ever built - the Princess of the Night had bawled like a foal, clutching a leg of the great machine, peering desperately into the preservation tank where her sister's broken body now rested for all eternity.
"Luna, dear sister, it's all right; please, please don't cry..." Celestia said soothingly.
Luna wept harder as she felt her sister's psychic presence embrace her where her physical body could not, and pressed a midnight-blue forehoof against the glass tank. "How... how can I not, sister," she whimpered, "look at what the humans have done to you..."
"And yet, I live," the cyborg mare stated with quiet joy. Then, gently disengaging from Luna, Celestia performed her duty, and raised the sun upon a very different world. Pony homes meshed with protoss structures and mingled with living zerg buildings, with terran homes and businesses stuffed every which way in between, shining in the light of the gently rising sun as Pony, Terran, Protoss and Zerg awakened to begin the day, the Great Canterlot Bazaar already bustling. Around the Equestrian Immortal, Dark Templar and Lunar Guardsponies yawned softly, bidding the Princess a good day as they retired to bed for the day, replaced by the Day Guard, Protoss Zealots and their proud pony counterparts.
Down below, in the Bazaar, Pony Mares and Stallions, and Humans, Protoss, and Zerg Infested Terrans traded bits, bartered, and haggled as goods and technology were bought and sold. Away from the Bazaar, a pregnant pony mare rested with her strange Hydralisk friend beneath a tree; further away, at a local school in Ponyville, a Zerg Broodmother fretted as she watched yet again three fillies getting into even more mischief! At the Nexus of Friendship - which had been constructed to replace Twilight's faltering Castle - she and her High Templar friend spent the day, she resting in his lap as together they deciphered an ancient Shelak Text.
At Sugarcube Corner, Pinkie Pie laughed at her silly Zerg friend Gummy Jr, as he dashed about, high on a sugar rush; whilst at the newly rebuilt Carousel Boutique, Rarity pondered various samples of Protoss fabrics, armor and Khaydarin Crystal, her keen mind already awash with so many ideas... In the skies above, Rainbow Dash made a rude face at a Terran Viking pilot, egging him on as together they tore up the skies. At Sweet Apple Acres, poor Applejack winced, still feeling pain from organic hind limbs long replaced with terran steel, as she surveyed with critical eye her legions of Protoss Probes as they harvested this seasons bumper crop.
At her cottage, Fluttershy sang softly, all manner of Zerg relaxing about her form, their eyes slowly changing from yellow to soft blue as they were calmed and awakened to the Magic of Friendship. And finally - as Zecora gathered herbs with her Drone and Probe companions - high above in Canterlot, Princess Celestia, the Equestrian Immortal, began her Morning Court. "Ponies, Terrans, Protoss, and Zerg of Equestria: Amon delenda est. Good Morning, and welcome to the First Session of today's Court..."