Becoming a God: Forgotten Past

by MrMoho

Chapter 2: The Negatives and Drawbacks of Moving

Twilight Sparkle stood on top of a hill, in front of a house that was highly in need of care. This house stood empty for quite a while, or so she heard. Nopony ever wanted to inhabit this building because it´s location made it unpractical for both social and solitary ponies. For socialists it was far too remote from Ponyvile, while for while for solitary type, there were other reasons...

She slowly looked over the plenty of holes that perforate the roof created by she knew who and facehoofed. How in Equestria should she properly introduce this shack to Princess Luna and her companions? Well, the view of Ponyvile was great and, uhm...

Who even choose this as there residents? Oh yes, Princess Celestia herself...

Her letter that arrived last night was a little cryptic to her. All it really said was to meet Princess Luna and two other individuals at her current location, help them to move in and guide them through town. Also, their identities had to be kept secret which meant she was not allowed to tell anypony else about this. The letter itself had even a spell cast on it to prevent Spike from reading it to her.

This whole situation made her feel really uncomfortable. Why did they need to live in Ponyvile for unknown period of time? The letter did not explain it. This may had its reasons, but still, the lack of knowledge was about to kill her.

A strong wind blew her almost of the ground. Right, it was autumn. Cold weather and leaves everywhere. Standing on top of a hill didn't help a lot either. Well, maybe the freezing wind would be able to cool her down for a bit...

Twilight spotted a carriage emerging from a little forest at the bottom of the hill. Nervousness started to crawl up her back. She really needed to think of something fast now. Maybe she could use some illusion magic to disguise the buildings flaws. No, Luna would probably see through them...

Oh no, oh no, ohnonononononononono! The carriage was about to reach the top of the hill! Maybe she could just tell them that this is the wrong place and show them another one like, like... Applejacks farm! She has more than enough space for visitors! No, she doubted that a barn would be of the princess the taste... Oh by Celestia, it's almost right in front of her! Right, Raritys Place! It´s a hig-

The sudden noise of hoofsteps broke her track of thoughts. When she looked up she found herself with a middle aged mare, a strange- no, interesting looking colt that already passed her the moment she noticed him and a tall, snow white- wait, was that Blueblood? She hasn´t seen him since-

UNIMPORTANT! She had to think of something quickly! Hold on a second. Who was that mare?

Her coat had the color of the night sky and the azure mane of hers went excellent with it. Despite the perfect match of her colorization, she appeared to be fairly normal to though. But looking past the few features of age, there was something very familiar about her...

Could it be? It had to be! This mare had to be Princess Luna! She must've disguised herself to blend in with her subjects.

With this realization came another one. She still had absolutely no clue what to say. J-j-just go with the flow, nothing can possibly go wrong by doing that!

“S-so, P-princess Luna, I assume? How was the trip?” she smiled at her the best she could, what, judging Luna's face, looked terribly awkward.

“Yes, it was... quite nice, Twilight Sparkle,” Lunas view drifted over to the House.

“So, I can assume that this will be our Quarter?” Twilight took another nervous gaze over the building. The pony that just passed her analyzed the construct with a critical facial expression, and was somepony yelling about getting a ride back home?

After finishing, the blue colt turned around heading straight towards Twiligtht.

“Well, you see, your highness-” “A cart should´ve arrived by now, any idea where it is?” asked the strange colt after being in earshot, cutting her off mid sentence. His voice was really low for his apparent age and made Twilight cringe a little.
“Erm, yes, it stands right behind the building. I show-” but before she could continue he was already on his way towards the entry of the house.

With a little shrug the Princess headed there as well. Even Blueblood followed them after noticing that everypony was leaving.

Oooough, I´m so stupid! Twilight hit herself mentally and physically before entering the building herself.

Once inside one could see just what kind of catastrophe the house was. A thick layer of dust covered the whole floor and furniture, even the windows that were not broken. The only reason that the first room, that had roughly the size of a larger living room, was brightly emitted were the giant holes in the ceiling. Nature also decided to sprout over the sunlight the holes let in. For some reason though, the princess beside Twilight giggled.

“Looks like we have a bit of work waiting for us,” and with that, she was off, cleaning, confusing Twilight, a lot.

“No! NO! I will not live in this hovel! Out of the question!” Blueblood screamed in pure shock after he let the condition of the house sink in.

“I will return to Canterlot this instant!” when he began to head for the door the blue Colt was stopped him.

“You know that the carriage left, right? So the only way is on hoof.”

Blueblood hesitated before answering. “I do not care, I rather sleep outside than in here!”

The Colt took a glance out of the open door and with him Blueblood. Twilight also looked. Trees, grass and Dirt could be seen.

The Colt glanced back at Blueblood, skeptical. “Have fun.”

The Prince stammered, shaken by the realization, looking for the right answer, before finally giving up and tipping over the floor with an horrified expression as if the dirt would melt his body, would come in contact with it. Twilight couldn't help but grin at the sight. The Colt looked again over the damage. Twilight thought she heard a light groan emitting from him.

“You clean, I'll unpack,” he suddenly proclaimed and walked outside.

“Wait, where are you going?” Twilight called out, stopping him in front of the door.

“Unloading my cart,” he stared at her, as if he still was expecting something.

“Should I help?” asked Twilight, keeping in mind that he looked rather unfit for the task.

“Fine,” he answered bluntly while turning away. Twilight was bit taken aback from his respond.

Fine? I asked to help- Hey! She noticed he was already leaving. Frowning, she followed him behind the house.

Twilight trotted next to him, once more looking over his body. It was not a pleasant experience He looked greatly disabled, more than any other pony she has ever seen.

When he shortly stretched his left robotic wing out of discomfort, she was able to take a peek under, discovering just how heavily deformed the real one below was. Not only had it only the size of that of a little foal and was missing a lot of it feathers but also some of the limbs seemed to be bending into directions they shouldn't. The needles stuck into it didn't help either...

Maybe she should try to start a conversation? She hesitated at first but decided it would be the best.

“Oh! I haven't introduced myself yet! I´m-” “Twilight Sparkle, Student of Celestia, Element of magic,” the colt interrupted her, without even changing the direction of his gaze.

Twilight stared at him in disbelieve for his rudeness. Still, she tried again. “I also don't know you're-” “Fid,” once more he interrupted her.

Twilight raised an eyebrow at his respond. “Just Fid? Don´t you have a second name, titles or-”

“Just Fid.” he said again. “Just... Fid?” “Yep.”

Twilight groaned at his respond, but at least she now had a name. Though it was a strange one and, she assumed, probably not even his real. She pulled herself together and tried to give this one more shot, for her curiosity’s sake.

“So, Fid. What is your job in Canterlot? I mean, you being here must have a reason, or?”

The stallion grumbled audible, apparently loosing his patients, but answered anyway. “I am the new senior engineer in magic technology after the old one elected me.”

Twilight blinked at that responds. He is the new senior EMT? She partly knew the old one since he and her father used to work together. The stallion has grown old over the years and it came to no surprise to her that he had elect somepony else for this position, but for him choosing such a young colt was out of place for that grumpy pony. Fid must have astonished him greatly.

Finally, both of them reached the cart behind the building and she just now notice how big the house actually was. It wasn't huge but well over standard. Fid examined it, finding a backdoor. He opened it, shortly analyzed the content and trotted back to the cart where he started to dig through the stuff that was loaded inside.

Twilight shuffled from left to right, the silence making her feel uncomfortable after a while.

“So, should I unload the cart into the house for you?” she asked a bit impatient.

Fid retreated his head out of the mountain made out of even to her indescribable machinery and gave her a monotone look. “No need for that.”

Twilight stared at him in surprise. What was he planning to do? Carry the stuff? She suddenly noticed him finding what looked like a Unicorn horn made out of metal. After the discovery he screwed the horn into the hole inside his metallic forehead-helmet-thing, tilt over a bit of the content, what appeared to be glowing gems, from a bucket into the bag on his right side and, lastly, grabbed a wire from the bag and plucked it into the side of the helmet.

For a while, there was complete silence, even more so then just a second ago, beside the slight hum of his bag. The colt sighed and gave the bag a light pat.

Suddenly, it hummed even louder than before and his metal horn began to emanate a multicolored glow, brighter than that she had ever seen on a regular Unicorn. As soon as the horns glow stopped to brighten up, he began to magically lift the carts content one after another through the backdoor with the help of levitation.

Twilight could not believe her eyes. How is this possible? Was he an alicorn? He definitely had wings, but a horn? The helmet of his may not sat too tight on his head, but a horn would never fit beneath there, even ignoring the fact that the horns of the alicorns she knew were way larger than average.

She guessed that he, or somepony else, she obviously couldn't say for sure, invented a way to give non-unicorn ponies the ability to use magic! The discovery of that fact flood her mind with so many positive and negative conclusions.
Mostly negative.

If everypony could use magic, all of Equestria would fall into chaos! What Pinky Pie on her own could do with such a ability gave her shivers! No, there had to be a kink to it! Something had to prevent everypony from using magic! She had to figure out what it was, and if there was none, she had to create one for everyponies safety!

“Erm, excuse me? Fid?” The deep blue colt was still in the middle of unpacking his cart and continued with it, though he did seem to have noticed Twilight since he answered. “Yes?”

Twilight hesitated a bit before continuing. “How- how does it work? You know, you being able to use magic.”

Fid actually stopped walking and looked for once straight at her, dropping some of his machinery back into his cart that he had been levitating. This face showed actual surprise, not a bit surprised, not half surprised, no, real surprise. “You can't tell?”

His sudden disbelieve to that question made Twilight feel even more uncomfortable and also insulted. Did he now thought that she was stupid?

“Well, I...” “Don't. You obviously wouldn't have asked if you could,” he cut her off, sighing as he continued under the frown of Twilight.

“In short, I place magical loadable gems into this Magic extractor,” he pointed at the round duffel bag he was wearing, “then the extracted magic flows though those wires made out of magic conductible metal,” he followed the wires coming out of the bag up to his head, “into this magic distributor, or metal horn if you want to.” He tapped at it.

“I could have guessed that much myself,” Twilight groaned. “You haven't explained how you are able to control the magic emitted by your magic distributor. By your explanation all you would get by doing this would be a nice light show made of uncontrolled energy. Without a mental connection with the magic you are emitting you couldn't possibly do the things you just did right now. A Unicorn has this connection since its horn is directly connected to its mind, but I doubt that you have that, do you?”

Fid looked at her with the slightest sign of a smile on his lips. “I do indeed, sort of.”

Twilight raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean by that?” “Well..”

His sight suddenly drifted off as if he was trying to receive the answer from the beautiful scenery that lay behind Ponyvile. Twilight just now realized how gorgeous the view from atop of the hill was. A flat field filled with flowers and lone bushes stretched far to a not huge, but still big forest. If the view would not be interrupted by the Unicorn Range she bet one could look all the way to the Galloping Gorge. It was the perfect sight for daydreaming, arrange one thoughts, come up with new ideas or just drift off without a care about the world.

”I am not sure either,” Fid suddenly said out of nowhere, almost whispering.

She looked at him confused. “You're not sure?”

The colt broke free from the dreamy state just as fast as it came and his face hardened back to the expression she first met him with.

“This theme is closed , Miss Sparkle. Don't ever try to bother me with it again.” Without a second glance he continued his renovation.

This colt... She swore. Did he really not know, or was he just lying to her? It didn't sound like a lie, but then again, he probably was a master of this art. Was it national top secret information? If it was, she was well in the right position to hear of such a ground breaking discovery.

Maybe he was just not in the position to tell, or maybe he just could not tell out of personal reasons what would explain his sudden aversion. He did say he was elected to the new senior engineer in magic technology by the old one what would mean that he probably supervised Fid's work, or maybe even worked on this project himself. Either way, Twilight now knew who to ask to figure out more about this colt and his invention, Tinker Bronzekettle.

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Luna levitated pieces that used to be part of the ceiling and threw them outside with a sigh. She brought herself to look again over the condition of the house. It was definite that this building stood empty for years, if not decades. It was a miracle that the walls haven't come down by the time they entered.

The wood that she stood on was so unsound that it gave away beneath her hoofs, so much that she did not dear to stand on the same spot for too long. But doing so blew up dust that invade her lungs, causing her to cough.

She actually thanked the giant holes on the ceiling for there constant deliver of fresh air, though the constant chilly wind made this approval obsolete. She kicked a pile of broken wood in her frustration. Renovation was impossible.

“But there's nothing a little magic can't fix,” Luna chuckled.

After a little stretching the princess continued her work. First of all, the trash had to go. She went from room to room, throwing rubble out of windows and imprint the structure construction into her mind at the same time.

Secondly, she placed herself outside and began to cast a spell, controlling the wind within the building. She made the air whirl, strong enough to suck up particles of dirt, but not strong enough to destroy the house itself in the process. She mentally went through the whole house, not forgetting any of the corners and cracks. After being satisfied with the cleaned amount, she blew the dusty whirlwind out the front door, creating a brown shining cloud that soon was diluted by natural wind into demise.

Now, for step three she had to revive the stability of the rotten wood. For that she began to cast another spell, one that dried the wood of its abound in moist followed with the reconnection of its cells. She readied herself outside and began to weave her magic around the whole house, reanimating it back to its former glory.

The spell was quite draining to say at least. After she was done her breath was slightly unstable and she felt beaten down. Shaking of the fatigue she headed back in to survey her work. The floor no longer postponed under her and no clouds of dirt filled the air with every step she took. Here and there some planks gave some noise of stress, but now she had not to fear that the ceiling would come down at any moment. Speaking of the ceiling...

The giant holes still filled the room with the cold air of the autumn and the broken windows let the wind flow freely through the rooms. At the time though she needed to sit down for a bit. When she was in search of stools she suddenly notice that there was no furniture to be found.

A very unroyal groan emitted from the princess. She needed somepony else to continue the work while she would look for a place to rest. The engineer and Twilight Sparkle probably had there hoofs full, so maybe it was time to teach that nephew of hers some knowledge in carpeting.

Speaking of the devil, where is he anyway? Luna examined every room again, looking for the lost prince without any success. Maybe he went outside while she was working. He definitely did not help and she also haven't seen him the entire time she cleaned the house. With a exhausted sigh she trotted outside and began to search the area for him. He couldn't have gone far, it's Blueblood after all.

After a couple of minutes she found said pony, covering in a magical bubble, flinching paranoid at everything that moved.

Oh dear.. the poor boy must stand under shock from the wrecked house... She couldn't really blame him. The house was in a horrible state and when a pony like him would be told to live in it...

She stretched her muscles, trying to wake her tired body. Something was missing though. Luna looked over to the spots her wings used to be. It's going to be quite annoying to not being able to fly for some time. She didn't even dare to look into her own face right now. The illusion spell she created was set so that she would take the form of a mare in her mid forty’s, with sprinkles and everything.

She couldn't deny that she also felt pretty old at the moment, being exhausted like this, even if a unicorn that mastered the magical arts would have spent the resources of five to carry out what she just did. The fact that she was thousands of years old didn't help either... But what was she thinking about. Right now, there were other problems that needed to be taken care of.

She walked over to the barrier Blueblood created and knocked a couple of times against it in order to achieve his attention. A cringe confirmed her success. The royal pony gave her a brief glance and, after recognizing her, went back to staring holes into the ground. Luna sighed in annoyance. It looked like she had to convince him with words to make him drop the barrier.

“Blueblood, please. Lower the barrier and come back into the house.” The white colt gave her a look of pure terror. “Back into that hellish dirthole? You must me out of your mind!”

Luna's faced turned into a frown. Just take his insult Luna, he doesn't now better. “I cleaned the house and revived the wood into the finest timber you will ever see.”

Blueblood had a sudden glimpse of hope blinking in his eyes. “Y-you did? S-so the house now resembles at least the lowest standards for royalty?”

The goddess rolled her eyes. Just let him think it is just to make him leave his dumb bubble.

“Yes, it is. I only need you now to repair the ceiling and we can start to refurnish the place.”

The glimpse of hope in his eyes turned rapidly into that of disbelieve. Maybe she should have waited to tell him this after they went back in.

“Y-you want me to do what?! What an absolute absurd idea! I am the prince of-”

“And I am the princess of the moon and in a way higher position than you are,” she spoke perfectly clear for him to hear.

The colt visibly cringed further together with a face that could keep a hungry manticore from killing him. The display made Luna smile. In his current state he looked so cute like a foal that just did not want to clean its room and rather play with his friends, or do whatever he does in his free time. But, like a foal, he had to take responsibility eventually and just like one she would teach him it, starting now.

Luna laid her horn upon Blueblood barrier and cast a spell to undo it with ease. Like a bubble popping the barrier began to break from the spot her horn rest and with a loud noise it blew away, scattering magic particles everywhere.

The prince was terrified to find his defense being defeated that easily and promptly began to build his barrier anew. Luna though stopped him by stomping on the ground with her hoof. The stallion stared into her eyes again with his expression begging for mercy. This time however, she did not fall for this psychological attack and stared back with a face a mother would give a wretched child.

“You will now come with me inside, listen to me when I give instructions and execute any task I order you, do you understand?” All the colt could do was nod in fear. Pleased, the princess gave him a acknowledging smile and turned, with a prince on her tail, back to the house. That went smoother than I expected. she thought giggling.

Once reaching the border of the house, she felt that Blueblood was suddenly stopping. She turned towards him annoyed, seeing him staring skyward.

“What is the matter now? Do you want me to drag you in?” the princess groaned, noticeably tired.

The prince gave her a short recognizing glance after looking back up again. “No, I just thought I saw some- What in the name of Sun?!”

Luna stared at him in confusion and turned afterward her head back to the house. Before she even lay eyes upon the direction Blueblood was gawking at, a sudden loud noise emitted from behind her. Cursing to herself, the trotted inside, looking for the cause of the sudden ruckus. Once there, a cloud of dust met her, covering the whole floor and limiting her area of sight. With another sigh, she cast the same spell again she cast before, just in a smaller scale.

After she blew the dust outside she noticed a sky-blue pegasus with a multicolored mane laying in front of her between a pile of scree. She immediately recognize her as Rainbow Dash, Element of Loyalty.

At least the mystery of the holes in the ceiling is solved, judging the sudden appearance of this guest.

The uninvented vandal rose from the ground, shaking off remains from the ceiling. “Oh horse apples, screwed up that barrel roll again.”

It took the pegasus a moment to notice that there were others with her. “Hey, what are you doing here? This place is not a very save place to be!”

Luna looked at the filly with annoyed features residing in her face. “It sure wouldn't be if it not were for Pegasus crashing through the roof.”

The winged Pony rubbed her neck in embarrassment. “Yeah, the wind up here is pretty wild, but that makes it just so much more awesome to practice in it! But hey! You still haven't answered my question! What are you doing here?” Rainbow Dash looked at the princess intensively as if she was some sort of culprit.

“I am the new inmate of this lovely accommodation and you just rocket through its roof like a boulder.” The pegasus face turned into an expression of surprise and disbelieve.

“You serious, of that old, broken down place? Applejack told me that this thing stood empty even when she was born. Kinda crazy of you to rent this sinking barge”

Luna kept her cool and continued their little conversation.

“It was broken down, and yes, I am serious and,” Luna gave her a mischievous stare “you still rocked through the roof, messing my work up.” Dash observed the pieces of wood scattered around here rubbing her neck once more.

“Heh, sorry 'bout that,” she said with a impish grin.

Luna groaned in response, clearly in desperation. “You really don't know were I'm going with this, are you?”

The multicolored pony shifted slightly around. “Uuuhm, no?”

Princess Luna rubbed one of her temples at this responds, desperately trying to ignore the naivety of the pony in front of her. “With this, I mean, you will help us to fix the roof. Was that clear enough for you, young lady?”

Rainbow Dash stepped back in protest after Luna's demand. “No way man! When I do this I'm gonna' miss the real wild wind, and I mean REAL wild wind, that is going to come up any moment now!”

“Bad Luck, I say.” Now it was Luna's turn to smirk at the sight of the groaning filly that hung her head low with a frown.

The pegasus raised her head again and trotted over to the rubble she created, getting a little anger out of it by kicking before picking it.

“Who are you guys anyway?” Rainbow Dash asked while clearing the floor.

A smile spread across Luna's muzzle. She was already prepared for this question. “My name is Twinkle Silverlight and this is my son, Bright Silverlight.”

A sudden stutter could be heard from behind her. “Your So-”

Lunas made sure to keep the prince's mouth shut with her telepathy while still smiling at the Rainbow pony.

“Son? I can't really see the resemblance between you two.” That pony is quite a pain.

The moon princess just stared at her annoyed, still with a smile on her face, though .

“He always looked more like his father. Now please, I believe we have other business we should be taking care of now, don't we?.” Rainbow Dash gave both one more suspicious glimpse but shrugged it off and went back to clean the floor. Luna allowed herself a silent sigh of relief, happy about that this straining discussion was finally over. But, of course, she now had to teach Blueblood about the schemes of her being his mother for a while which will be just as tedious.

Mother... Now she really felt old.

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Blueblood got dragged off by Luna into a near corner so that this troublesome Pegasus was out of earshot.

He was furious about her behavior. What has gotten to her? She must have lost her mind on the way here. First he gets dragged of to some hillbilly backyard village, secondly gets insulted by a devious mistake of nature, thirdly is shoved into a icky construction that is supposed to resemble a house, fourthly gets lectured by his insane aunt and now fifthly is told to play the son of her.

What came over her to think that he would participate in such a ridiculous play? What for should they hide their identities from the common folk anyway? Shouldn't they show themselves so that their subjects could see in awe what the rulers of the country do for them? Let their unclean bodies be bathed in the his and Luna's presence. Walk between them even though it is an unpleasant experience?

She couldn't be serious, she HAD to be joking, and he wanted to know at once why she said such ludicrous words.

“Aunt Luna, I want to-” “It is mother for now 'Bright',” the princess interrupted him “and I dearly insist that you will call me that and yourself the name I gave you for now on till I say otherwise.”

Her words deeply hurt his ego. How can she demand from him to change his name, his royal indication, to fool the minor folk.

“This request of yours is absolute absurd. I will tell aunt Celestia that you-” “I do not request, Bright, I command,” she once more interrupted him with an way more sharper pitch in her voice “and if you not do as I say, I swear I will break your horn from your head and shove it somewhere very unpleasant and I will not care what your aunt in Canterlot will have to say about this, do you understand me boy?!”

A hoof pointed in his face and a stare of pure death into his eyes. Even if she now was smaller than him she still stayed the same frighting pony as ever. He knew the only thing that could save him now was just to nod in agreement with her.

“Good.” Her facial features loosed a bit but still stayed horrific.

“I now want you to help us fix the roof and create some nice furniture. I will show you how and you will do it, understood?” He looked into her eyes as if he thought she has lost the last glimpse of her mind. And that she did indeed.

Him fulfill the work of a simpleton? He was made to represent, to rule even, not to make chairs and tables out of third class- no, fourth class wood. How can she even evolve the thought of such a nonsensical idea. There is no w-

A sudden magical assault pulling on his ear forced him over to the pile of wood the blue intruder was stacking.

“So, for starters, I want you to just focus your magic on the wood without doing anything with it so I can fix the roof by controlling your magic. Because it is your magic that I control you will exactly feel mentally what I am doing and if you take note of everything I'll do you will be able to repair the next hole on your own, understood?”

A cocky puff vent from the prince. He learned from the best so of course he understood. It was an old trick teachers used to show foals how spells work. She only forgot that the caster had to open his magic to others by setting ones mind loose. That way it was an easy thing to invade the head of another, reading the mind or with enough skill, take over it. Of course he had all faith in his lovely aunt that she would never do such a thing, but the thought of somepony else infiltrating his most private sanctum was still unpleasant. And the way of her to treat him like a little foal was just-

He just now noticed how Luna was watching him with furious eyes, as if she was ready to strangle him at any moment.

Wincing, he did as she said, focusing his magic on the wood and did as she NOT said, loosing his mind. He felt something come in contact his magic, continuing to creep up the leyline he created and a sudden cold touch in his brain told him that Luna finished her link to him. The components he was focusing on started to move without his permission up to the hole in the ceiling and shifted back to their original position. Simple enough. But then his aunt wove a spell he never heard of before.

She connected the wood together by not using the nails but growing it back together. Blueblood started to panic. Spells of resurrection were known for being very wasteful in their use. So much in fact, that one could die by overdoing it.

Panic rose inside of him. He wanted her to stop immediately. He didn't know how much it would desiccate him, but he absolutely did not wanted to figure it out. Blueblood tried to contact her somehow, send her a mental message that SHE IS MAD. Energy flowed out of him rapidly. There was no way that he could survive the whole process! He did not wanted to die! Oh Celes-

A flash of pain flew through his brain, interrupting his from desperation evolved thoughts. When he looked up, he saw that his aunt was already finished and the pain was probably a scold for him for not paying attention. The spell drained an average amount of his supplies, far away from a loss big enough to kill a pony, what confused him greatly.

Looking up at the place a hole used to be, he noticed that the gap was gone and only a spot that went perfectly with the rest of the ceiling remained. When finished with observing his work, he glared at the princess in a very displeased way.

“You could have warned me before conjuring a spell of that kind! This could have went horribly wrong! I may have died-” Luna scolded him again, but this time by using her hoof.

“Shut up, Bright. There's no way a spell of that level could have killed anypony. I hope you know how to use it next time without me?” Rubbing his head he just nodded at her.

“Good.” She raised her voice to get the attention of the blue filly that was still with them. “I'm going to see Fid. Maybe he has some more supplies we can fix the roof with. You two stay here and get to know each other a little better.”

Blueblood inhaled in order to ready a attack of disapproval, but his aunt stopped him by staring at his face in the most deadly way.

“You could tell her about us, you know, where we come from, what we are doing here. It will be most interesting to her,” she almost whispered those last words with a deadly hiss.

He knew what she meant with this. HE had to come up with lies to fool the rascal some more. It was her idea to begin with! Why did HE now had to continue to knit the rope of untruth?

Again, he just slowly nodded. She smiled, but still staring at him intensively until she left. When there would be a contest to discover the true embodiment of fear, the princess of the moon definitely would be one of the leading competitor.

Nervously he looked over to the rainbow colored pain. What should he tell her? Nothing came into his mind. For the love of Celestia, he was one of the elite of Equestria! There is nothing he can't do, and lying to a hick should be no problem to him!

With new won courage, he faced her, ready for any questions she would have. The rascal looked at him incurious, but started to ask questions anyway.

“Soooooo, where do you guys come from anyway?” The prince raised his head in proudness.

“Why from Canterlot of course.” He threw a hoof in front of his face when he realized what he just did. For the sake of...! He already failed! Ooooh, the revenge of aunt Luna will be ruthless!

“Canterlot, huh? Heh, could have guessed that much on my own.” He stared at her in confusion. “What do you mean by that?”

The pony giggled. “Well, you look snobby like everypony else over there.”

On his face grew slowly a frown. What does she mean by snobby? That is the most rude thing to- He suddenly notice that the rascal just had saved him! That they are from Canterlot does not mean they are of royalty! He sighed off the pressure that had stacked up in his body and once again readied himself for questions from the rude pony.

An awkward silence grew over the room. Why did she not asked anything else? Is she waiting for him to- Oh, maybe she is! Blueblood cleared his throat and began to speak.

“Who are you?” The rascal's face brightened up in a cocky way all of the sudden and she began to hover over the ground, assuming a position of boldness.

“Just Rainbow Dash, the most awesome pegasus around who is going to be the number one flier of all in Equestria!” This rascal has quite the backbone, doesn't she?

Unimpressed, the prince countered. “So is crashing into roof's one of the number one's special demonstrations?”

The sky-blue pony now assumed a lot more aggressive position, as if she wanted to jump at Blueblood any moment like a wild animal. “Hey, I was just practicing! There's is nothing wrong with accidentally crashing into somepony's roof once!”

Blueblood raised an brow and stared up at the ventilation friendly ceiling and then with a frown back at her. In respond the rascal just rubbed her neck in shame.

“Weeeell, crashing once or twice is okay, I guess?” Blueblood continued to stare at her, cracking a sneer.

This is more fun than I thought. “Once or twice? Alone with this roof you probably already broke some records,” he laughed. He haven't felt this amused since, well, ever!. The intruder puffed herself up.

“Hey! Cut me a break. I said I was going to be the greatest flier in Equestria and I will be! This is just a, uhm...” She seemed to struggle to find the right words. These village ponies really are simpletons.

“...nuisance?” Blueblood finished. “Exactly! Just a nuisance!” Prince Blueblood shook his head in desperation. Civil nuisance would be exact... Hah! He made another joke!

After that discussion ended another awkward silence filled the room. The prince began to slowly lose his patience. It was her time to ask. What was she waiting for? The only thing she did was shift around bored, and after a while she also began to whistle an awful tune. Finally, after five minutes or so, she opened her muzzle again. Thank you, Celestia, he was about to lose his manners.

“So, who is this Fid guy? Your father or something?” Blueblood eyes widened in shock by her implication.

“Father?! I would assume a new name if this discourteous ruffian would be a parent of mine!” The pegasus looked at him confused after his statement.

“Ooookay, so what is he then?” Blueblood just now noticed that he again was about to blow their cover. He had to think of something fast!

What could this Fid character be? Remember visual facts about that metallic forehead could only help him to find the perfect role for him. Of what he could tell of his facial features he must have been around his age, even if he acted like a grumpy old stallion. Also, he had to be related with him and aunt Luna, otherwise him moving in with them made little sense.

Maybe make him his brother? Pfff, to make him ruin his reputation? No, he had to be something else... What did he look like? If he remembered correctly his coat was deep blue and his mane greyish-brown. He could be his...

“He is my cousin!” he blurted out, taking Rainbow Dash by surprise.

“Erm, cousin?” “Yes! Maternal, of course.” She appeared to bought his lie. Success, haha!

“Alright, so, why did he moved in with you?”

His mind went blank. He is his cousin, yes, but this still isn't a good explanation of why Fid did in fact moved in with his aunt and cousin. He needed an idea in this instant or else...!

“Well he, uhm , you see...” He was doomed! He couldn't come up with anything. The only thing he could do was to stare in horror how the face of the rascal grew more and more impatient.

“Yeeeeeah?” Oh please, think of something Blueblood! In his mind the picture of his aunt staring at him with her fear inducing eyes materialized, already showing his future demise.

“...you see, his, erm...” That stare that could inflict death upon a simple royal like him! She would torture him till the early end of his life! It was such a precious one, but now he had failed to save it! Oh Celestia, he didn't wanted to... “...die!”

Blueblood stood silent for a moment before realizing what he just did. He was losing his cool, he had to calm! When focusing his eyes again at the rascal that stood before him, he noticed that she appeared to be shocked.

“Whoa, who died?” she almost screamed. After taking a few deep breathes to soothe his head he frowned at her respond.

I said die, not who di- Hold on, who died? Who died, indeed! Mischievous thoughts crossed his mind. He had not to die if he killed somepony else, figure of speech, of course.

“Yes, his parents, you see, they died and ever since then he lived with us.” Her mouth gape in shock, more than enough to tell Blueblood that he saved his coat. An light grin of gratification allowed itself on his muzzle and he observed his success in the face of simpleton in front of him.

“Wow, man, I'm sorry, I didn't know.” And how sorry she looked, hah!

“Do not feel bad, it is as it is.” The rascal shifted uncomfortably as if the conversation had become too inconvenient for her, a message that she would be silent for now. The prince congratulated himself once more mentally for his amazing work. All he had to do now was to wait patiently for his aunt... What took her so long anyway?
Once Luna left Blueblood and Rainbow Dash behind her, she exhaled her build up stress through her mouth. All she could do now was to hope that Blueblood wouldn't entirely fail at his given task.

But of course he will, she thought, this boy is as useless and nerve racking as weed to say it nicely.

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Luna touched the front of her head and shook it with her hoof, shocked of herself. What came over her to even think something like this of somepony else?

She began to inhale new oxygen into her body, deeply, cooling her internals with the chilly air. It made her forget all her concerns, all her fears. She exhaled and inhaled another cone of fresh air, remembering that autumn was coming, her sisters favorite season and who could deny it her?

The trees changed their color from a fresh green into a mixture of brown, yellow and red, scattering all over the ground, turning themselves into an artwork the most skilled artists could not catch on a mere piece of paper. She imagined that her next cone of air was the cold wind itself breezing through her lungs, entirely blowing away any burden that still hung on her internal trees.

Finally, she seemed to have calmed down. Now she wondered what she should do next. Ah, right! She wanted to get material for her little workers. But no, this could wait. She decided that it was best to now choose which room would hold what purpose starting with the one she stood in. Luna explored quickly that said hall was a corridor that connected almost every room in the ground floor.

She counted four doors, one behind, one on the right and two in front of her. There was another one though, blocked by her view as the corridor made left from her a tilt to the right, also leading to stairs that led to the first floor. She knew that the door to her right held a cubby and the door right in front of her led to a corridor as well.

That said corridor did also held the only connection to the room Fid already occupied which she assumed to be the largest one in the entire house, though she couldn't check as she did not wanted to disturb him and Twilight just yet.

The next room just left of the first door before was probably the kitchen since she remembered seeing an oven in there. It probably also was supposed to serve as the dining room, given the cozy size. She continued down the corridor reaching the last door.

Inside she was greeted with an over average sized room. When she looked through one of the smashed windows the stunning view of the fields between here and the Unicorn Range were in plane sight. She sadly had no time to enjoy the view, but she kept in mind to maybe install a porch, what would make this the perfect living room. Now it was time to explore the upper quarters.

Before she could even consider her intentions a loud noise of wood breaking could be heard from where Fid and Twilight must have been. She trotted immediately towards the noise through the corridors, almost breaking through the doors. She feared that she accidentally missed a couple of planks with her restoration spell and that now somepony had fallen through the floor.
Wait, that didn't made sense. She could have sworn that there was nowhere stairs leading into a basement, so what could have the noise possibly been?

After she reached the last door and opened it she saw Fid lying on the floor with a gray, straw blonde maned pegasus on top of him and Twilight staring in surprise through the backdoor, but what got her real attention was the hole right next to it. So that explains the broken windows...
She felt her stress practically shooting itself back into her brain, nullifying all of her earlier efforts. Instead of screaming in frustration, she instead walked over to the cursing Fid and helped him up, by hoof, as she hadn't forgotten about his condition. Afterward she focused all her attention at the pegasus, still lying on the ground. She didn't felt like helping her up right now.

“Who are you?” Luna asked, trying not to sound too tense... and exhausted.

The gray pony clumsy leaped herself back onto her hoofs and saluted in front of Luna in the most awkward way, enchanted in its ways by her crossed eyes.

“My names Ditzy Doo, but everypony calls me Derpy!” The princess was surprised by her nickname. Derpy? Does she not know what it indicates?...

The princess came to the solution that the best idea was to just ignore it and figure out about this second flying vandal. “And what is your business here?”

Ditzy, or... Derpy, quickly reached back into her saddlebag Luna just now noticed and took, quite literally, a mouthful of letters out of it, showing them into Lunas face.

“Mphail!” “Those are not mine,” Luna quickly conclude without even looking over them. She did not awaited any mail whatsoever, and besides that, nopony even knew that they lived here, or actually were ABOUT to live here. Even if her sister would send them messages per mail she would most definitely NOT use the public mail service.

After hearing this, the straw head lowered her face and looked very down all of the sudden. “But- but I delivered mail here since I began working at the Post Office and you always wanted your mail.” Luna was taken back when she noticed tears forming in her eyes after the pegasus faced her again.

“Why don't you want your mail anymore?” she finished sobbing.

The princess did not know what to do. What has gotten into this pony?

“Hey Derpy,” the voice of Twilight Sparkle suddenly sounded in Lunas ears and she noticed her closing in from behind the strange pony. “why don't you continue with your delivering and come back here for when you're done? I am sure the lady just forgot that she expects mail and remembers it this evening,” she said in a cooing tone. “You can check on Sugarcube Corner next. They probably are baking some muffins right now!”

At the sound of that last statement the ears of the pegasus perked up and she quickly speed off towards the exit while yelling “Yay, Muffins!”. After... that, Twilight trotted next to Luna.

“I am so sorry princess! Derpy is our Mailmare, but unfortunately she often mixes up the places and ends up delivering it to the wrong ponies.”

Luna sighed at this but waved her arm in dismiss. “I understand, and please, call me Twinkle from now on.” Twilight nodded, signs of relief on her face. “Of course, princ- I mean Twinkle.”

“So what makes me that then?” The ruff voice of Fid got Lunas attention. She had almost forgot about him being here, even though she had helped him up just a minute ago.

“I don't know yet,” she answered, “but hopefully will when Blueblood finally starts looking what all the ruckus was about.” The engineers face turned to shock when he realized what she meant by that

“Do you mean...?” Luna nodded. “Yes, he will figure out a back story for you.”

The blue colt muttered up a barricade of words before starting properly somewhere mid-sentence to raise his voice. “,are you mad?! That blockhead wouldn't even be taken by a fourth-class acting group. How exactly did you imagine that HE could come up with something like a false back story?”

Luna felt her anger crawling up her throat and residing in her head. No, she would not loose control. “I assure you that he has my full confidence in this matter.”

Fid just shook his his head in disbelieve. “Oh, I am sure you do. Seriously princess, did you just hear yourself?”

Luna could almost feel the vein on her had grow. “For the love of- Shut up Fid! I won't let you take me for a fool! I know what I said and I stand for it, so take your insults to somepony else!” she shouted at him, to exhausted to hold her anger back.

Fid frowned at her for a while, but than just sighed and walked of with his head shaking. The sudden hoof of Twilight Sparkle on her shoulder made the princess flinch a little.

“Are you alright, princess?” she asked, clearly in concern.

Luna blew out the rest of her pent up stress in her head through her nostrils before answering. “I am fine. I just... I just need to rest and think for a while. You wouldn’t know a place to do so, Twilight Sparkle?”

Twilight shook her head in sorry. “Only way downhill and on the other side of town.”

Luna sighed in despair, not only because of her need for rest, but also because of the arrival of yet another hitch: Blueblood. Thankfully, though oddly, he was alone.

“What has happened here?” se said more annoyed than concerned.

“An unimportant incident. But more important,” Luna already braced herself for Bluebloods answer before finishing the sentence “where is our little friend of earlier? I doubt she did not wanted to check for herself of what has occurred here. And besides that, what took you so long anyway?” she added lastly.

The prince shuffled, a bit of shame becoming visible on his face. “I got... lost. Anyway, the rascal chose to continue her work without the interference of any troubles, so she could go back to do whatever those countryponies do.”

So far, so good, the princess thought to herself. But now came the question she feared the most to ask. “So, what did you tell her about us? I assume she had plenty of questions.”

He practically beamed when she finished, much to her surprise. Maybe this won't be too bad after all.

“Of course, of course, sweet aunt!” “Mother,” Luna corrected him. “Whatever,” he snarled. “You see, our original residence lay in Canterlot, but we moved here!” Simple enough. But something bothered her.

“Hold on, did you tell her 'why' we moved here?” The princes' confidence visibly lowered as he stuttered the answer. “Well, no, but to my defense I need to say that she didn't ask!”

Fair enough, guess she expected as much of Blueblood to drop the theme of moving and instead bored her with some irrelevant knowledge an infant should be informed abo-

“Oh, and that freaks parents over there are dead.”

...What? Luna almost thought Blueblood had said something absolutely ludicrous, like... No no no no, she probably is just hearing things in her exhaustion, so she just asked him to repeat himself with a simple 'hmm?'.

The white stallion apparently was taken aback from her sudden friendly behavior and hesitated with his answer.

“Uhm... his,” he pointed over to Fid who suddenly seemed rather interested in the conversation the two were having as Blueblood stretched the very last words of his sentence carefully, “parents are... dead?...”

“WHAT?!” The princess almost exploded with anger putting her face as close to Bluebloods as her current size allowed. “Have you completely lost your mind?!”

The prince slowly backed up terrified, but Luna followed him like a furious predator.

“You can't just go around that someponies parents are, or overall that somepony, is dead! I never thought too high off you Blueblood, but this went too far!” Luna stared him down into submission until her assault got interrupted by laughing Fid next to her.

“Well, Blueblood, I need to give it to you, for a moron you are pretty impressive in the insulting department,” he chuckled. Luna couldn't believe her ears, why was he amused by this?

“How can you be fine with this? I demand to know!” Fid just shrugged

“I never knew my parents anyway, so might as well kill them, hm?” Hhe finished with a grin. Luna shook her head in disbelieve.

“I- I go to bed” she hang her head in defeat and turned to leave. “We don't have anything like that yet.”

“The floor will be fine,” she said without even looking at him, whoever said it. Those young colts will be the end of her.