Chapter 8

A/N: Hi everyone, I'm writing this because I find it weird that no ones written any comments on this story. Granted I'm not complaining because you know what they say: 'if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it at all'. I'm sorry that some of chapters I'm writing aren't all that entertaining, but I don't have any clear ideas for some of them, I do have ideas for other chapters. So it'll probably be filler from here till chapter 10. Any way please review, I'd like to know what you think and if you have ideas for later chapters let me in the comments or in a PM.

Fine Print laid across his desk. He was bored of his daily routine. It was the same thing day after day. Today was especially bad since the work was rather light. "Here's that income report for that bakery on 2nd street." Cotton said setting a file on Print's desk. Print sighed and pushed the file away. "Is everything alright sir?" Cotton asked. "Cotton in the few years you've been here do you enjoy your work?" Print asked. "Well, I can't say it isn't what I imaged but yeah I like it well enough." he answered. "Why?" Cotton asked.

"Do you think that doing the same over and over again is good?" Print asked. "Well, I got no real reason to complain." he said. "Well, I do. For about 30 years I've been here it's been the same thing. Of course when I started I thought I was doing a service to Equestria, but now..." Print stated. Print got up and went to the door. "Where are you going sir?" Cotton asked. "To Celestia, maybe there's something more high maintenance." he said.

Later, Print made his way to the throne room. "Fine Print, greetings." Celestia greeted. "You as well your majesty." he said. "Is there something you wanted?" she asked. "Well, I was wondering if you had any work for me?" he asked. "Filing reports, not interesting enough for you?" she asked jokingly. "You could say that." he said. "Well...there is one thing you can do." she said. "My sister Luna has been trying to acclimatizing to her new surrounding, but hasn't been out. In fact except for raising the moon and that one time she went down to Ponyville for Nightmare Night she doesn't really go out much." she explained. "Don't ma'am I'll have my team and I help her." he said.

Later, Print gather the other members of Damage Inc. for a meeting. "So, Celestia has asked me to help Luna with understanding the Equestria we live in." Print explained. "Don't want to seem rude, but why should we?" Pen asked. "Because Damage Inc. has been and our still a team of problem solvers. And since that hasn't changed since I've been in charge I don't see why it should now." Print said. Then there was a knock on the door. "That's her, now be polite and make her feel welcomed." he said. He opened the door and in walked Luna. "Good Princess Luna, I'm Fine Print the head of Damage Inc." he said. "Yes, my sister said you'll be helping me?" she asked. "Oh course, but first the rest of the members. Cotton Candy, Windy Rain, my nephew Penmanship and his brother Dewey Decimal, Black Sabbath and Ash Fall." he said pointing to each member. "Nice to meet each of you." she said timidly. "You don't need to be so shy good looking least not with me." Ash said.

Print then pulled Ash away. 'I said to be polite and make her feel welcomed. Not creep her out and make her feel uncomfortable!' he whispered harshly. "That is me being polite and making her feel welcomed." Ash defended. 'By hitting on her?' Print whispered again. "Ah...yeah." Ash answered. "Mr. Print it's alright, you don't need to be harsh with him. I'm sure he's always acting like that around mares." Luna said. "See, she gets it." Ash said. "Regardless, treat her more respectfully in the future." Print commanded.

"Despite the welcome, if there's anything you need help with then let me or any of my members know." Print explained. "I thank you for your help and hope I'm not inconveniencing you in any way." she said. Print later took Luna out for walk around Canterlot. "This city has change a lot since I've been away." Luna commented. "I'm sure it has, but for me it doesn't look all that different." Print said. "Have you always lived in Canterlot?" she asked. "Yes, Damage Inc. is actually a family owned business since my great-great-great grandfather." he answered. "What about your sister? Since you do have your nephews helping." she said. "Actually, she's my sister-in-law. My brother died a long time ago." he explained sadily. "I'm sorry, I didn't know." she said. "It's not your fault. He made mistake and he left to good sons to help me." he said.

"Do you miss him?" she asked. "Sometimes, although sometimes when he was alive I wished he wasn't. He was young and brash, but I still love him." he explained. "Were you older?" she asked. "Yes, by seven minutes." he answered. "He was your twin?" she asked. "Yes, that's why despite my nephews not being as clear headed as they should be remind me of me and my brother at times." he said. "So, did you and your brother have anything fun to do together?" she asked. "Aside from the occasional races throughout the city, we would sometimes stay up late and look up at the night sky." he said. "Really?" she answered. "Don't ask why, there was just something about the night the moved us so much." he said. "Would you like to do it again?" she asked. "I don't madam Luna, with work and all...I don't think I can." he said. "You can't take a few minutes out of your night to look up at the night sky?" she asked. "Well..." he started unsure. "My sister did ask you to help. Didn't she?" she asked. "Alright, no need to twist my leg about." he said.

That night, Luna and Print laid under the stars. "Wow, I'd forgotten about how beautiful the night sky is." Print said. "It sure it." Luna said. "I've missed doing this, but it feels weird without my brother around." he said sadly. "You seem happy though." Luna said. "Yeah, but...by tomorrow I'll be back to same thing all over again." he said. "You don't like your job?" she asked. "Well, not if I have to do the same thing over and over again." he stated. "What do you think I was doing on the moon? I did up there was plan my vengeances and count rocks." she said. "You spent all that time counting rocks?" he asked. "Again it's all I could do, in fact I gave some them names." she said. "Really?" he asked. "Over hundreds of years on the moon is along time for some pony like me." she said. "So why didn't you just come back if you were bored?" he asked. "It was a lot more complicated, besides sometimes you don't get to choice how you live. You just need to make the most of it. Even if you have to do the same thing everyday." she said.

The next morning, Print was at work and going through a lot more files then normal. "Sorry sir, more files just came in." Cotton said placing more files on his desk. "That's alright Cotton. Just keep at it and send them to the archives." Print said. "You seem happier." Cotton commented. "That's because some pony told me it doesn't matter of you life as long as you live. Even if you have to do the same thing everyday." Print said.