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// Chapter 10: Reassignment 
// Story: When Snow Falls 
// by Prophet Of Doom 
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     “Me, princess Celestia!” Foxtrot said surprised’ standing  in Ponyville’s Town Hall. 

It had been five days since their visit to the temporary morgue at White Apple Barn. The clean up operation of the east orchid was now in full swing, the wreckage was being sent piece by piece to a research facility outside of Canterlot in rail carts. Plans were even being drawn up to remove and replace the orchids soil, as there were fears of contamination.
Foxtrot’s platoon, however, were not directly involved in the clear up. Their task since arriving in Ponyville was to fetch and carry, and preparing meals for the other platoons, who had grizzerler tasks.
This had ended for Foxtrot after finding Midnight Snow after he had gone AWAL and being reassigned to guarding him. 
Midnight’s walk around Ponyville had reopened a couple of wounds, which had to be re-stitched upon his return. 
Foxtrot now had the job of making sure that he stayed in bed and allow his wounds to heal up somewhat. This doe was not a hard task.
His trip around town ended at White Apple Barn, where he found his parents in eternal sleep. Since then, understandably, he had been in an emotional slump. She did her best to cheer her up but she was acutely aware that this would take time. It was then that she was summoned to Ponyville’s Town Hall for a meeting with Princess Celestia herself.

“Me, princess Celestia!” the surprised Foxtrot said.
“Yes,” Celestia stated clearly. “I wish to make your reassignment permanent and appoint you as Midnight Snow’s officially chaperone.”
There was a stunned silence from Foxtrot, trying to read Celestia’s face.
“Not that I'm questioning your wisdom,” Foxtrot said at last. “But why myself, Princess”
Celestia gave a reassuring smile, knowing this question would be asked. “Since Midnight’s return to the hospital, a great depression has gripped his soul. Dr. House and Nurse Redheart have kept me and Twilight Sparkle update on his condition since my arrival in Ponyville’ and they have relayed an interesting observation.”
Foxtrot listened intently, having removed her helmet to her more clearly.
“Midnight seems to close himself off from the other ponies that talk to him with one exception, you,” Celeste said. “It's clear that he has created a repose with you’ and therefore you would be best suited in helping him out of his depression.”
Foxtrot shifted on her hooves and rubbed the back of her neck.
“I didn’t do anything special,” Foxtrot replied. “I was just…”
“….There for him,” Celestia finished’ smiling warmly.
Foxtrot nodded.

“Now I can’t force this position on you, but I'm at a loss to think of any other pony who would be suitable for this role,”
Celestia continued.
Foxtrot continued to rub her neck’ her mind deep in thought.
“Midnight is not due to be released from the hospital for some days, so there is no need to give me your answer now,” Celestia added. “But I would help If I got before his release.”
Foxtrot went silent for a long time after Celestia spoke, considering it in its entirety. Eventually' she looked up at Celestia.
“I wish to take the position.”