"I FOUND A SOLUTION!" Teller grinned, opening the door before Cherry could open or unlock it.

"Don't do that!" Cherry gasped, grabbing her chest as her heart was now beating wildly.

"Sorry, but I found a solution." Teller smiled.

Cherry took a deep breath. "What is it?"

Teller gestured for them to come in.

---

Mo was there in her own school uniform, she looked to Cherry and Atticus's and cupped her mouth as a snickering noise was heard between her cheeks.

"Okay, get it out of your system, Mo." Atticus said.

Mo nodded and then cracked up laughing out loud while pointing to them. "I'm sorry, guys!" she called in between laughs. "But those colors are so not your forte!"

"Agreed." Patch said from Atticus's backpack.

Mo laughed, nearly crying, but she smiled to Patch and gently pet him once she saw him.

Patch smiled back to her and licked her face. "Hey, can I talk to Atticus alone?" he then asked. "I gotta ask him something alone."

"You can go in my room." Cherry told the boys.

Atticus and Patch went to Cherry's bedroom.

"But no touching anything!" Cherry then sharply added.

"We won't!" Atticus and Patch told her.

---

After the door was closed, Patch could now ask Atticus the same question he had in mind.

"Why are you and Mo friends? I've been wondering that myself." Patch said.

"Patch, you know Mo's my girlfriend." Atticus smiled.

"I mean Cherry, why are you and Cherry friends?" Patch said.

Atticus sighed a little. "I never told you?"

Patch shook his head honestly.

"I've known her since the orphanage." Atticus explained.

"Orphanage?" Patch tilted his head.

"Yeah, back when I didn't know where my biological family was." Atticus said.

"So did something happen at the orphanage?" Patch asked.

"Well, I was being bullied," Atticus explained what he remembered. "This was before I had my god-like strength, so I couldn't beat them up to teach them a lesson. Cherry saw me being bullied and she tried to help me, but it made it worse on her. We both stood up for each other and became friends."

"So then why did Cherry ask you of why were you two friends?" Patch asked.

"True." Patch nodded.

That question was now a very confusing one.

"If you guys are friends, then you should act like it..." Patch shrugged.

"What're you saying, Cherry and I aren't friends anymore?" Atticus looked at his puppy, a little angry now.

"What? No, no, I'm not saying that at all, I'm just saying why not just ask her if she remembers the day when you two became friends?" Patch asked.

"I did that once..." Atticus sounded distant. "I don't know... Maybe it's time to let go... Jessica warned me once that sometimes when people get older, they split apart from their friends..."

"Just try it..." Patch suggested. "I'd hate to see you two separate. You've never fought before."

"We did once..." Atticus said then.

"I don't remember that..." Patch looked at him.

"It was on Spooky Island." Atticus remembered.

"What happened?" Patch grew alarmed.

Atticus began to tell Patch the whole scene and where it wasn't something he was proud to tell. Patch frowned, he was a little shocked that the two got into a fight and he wished he could had been there. Hopefully Cherry would forgive this whole mess soon...

---

"I thought he was my friend..." Cherry said as she sat in between Teller and Mo. "I think he cares more about you and Twilight more than he does about me." she then said to Mo.

"That's not true." Mo and Atticus said in unison once he entered the room.

"I'll let you kids settle this..." Teller stood up from the kitchen table, taking his laptop with him, and he went out to Cherry's front porch.

"Cherry, that is so not true, I care about all my friends and girlfriend all the same, no more, no less." Atticus told her.

"You're just saying that..." Cherry ignored.

"No, I mean it." Atticus said.

"Yeeeaah..." Cherry rolled her eyes.

"What's with you?" Atticus looked at her. "I've never seen you act like this before..."

"Of course you haven't, you missed out on the kind of person I am!" Cherry glared.

"And I'm sorry that I did, but I have an answer for your question." Atticus said.

"Oh, yeah, and what would that be?" Cherry scoffed.

"Just listen, okay?" Atticus begged.

Cherry glared at him and folded her arms. "I'm waiting..."

"The answer is, well, when we first met." Atticus said.

"What about it?" Cherry glared at him.

Atticus began to remind her of the day they first met.

"You always pull that over my eyes..." Cherry mumbled.

"That was our first adventure..." Atticus insisted. "Remember, we helped Cinderella after we got adopted by her dad... We got to live in a castle and we finally made our dreams come true."

"My dreams died a long time ago..." Cherry stared out the window. "Atticus, I'm a goth, I should be around other goths, all I care about is misery and woe."

'Oh, dear, this doesn't seem to be going so well.' Mo thought to herself.

"Cherry..." Atticus came to her.

"Get out of my house." Cherry glared and stormed off to her bedroom, slamming the door behind her.

"There has to be a disruption of harmony somewhere..." Mo whispered to herself. "Something... Concealed her Equestrian magic..."

"I-I think I better go and leave her alone for a while." Atticus said before sadly leaving his best friend's house.

Mo frowned.

---

Teller was lying on the porch swing, gently swinging himself back and forth as he did more research.

"Mr. Teller, what's happening?" Mo came to the Las Vegas magician. "Who's causing this mayhem!?"

"No one is, you see Cherry's Equestrian magic is still with her." Teller said.

"Then why is she being such a grump?" Mo frowned.

"To learn that, we must look through this." Teller said, bringing out a crystal ball.

Mo flinched at first. "Wait, you have a crystal ball... Why do you-"

"i'd rather not say." Teller said to her, already knowing what she was going to ask him.

"Yes, sir..." Mo sat next to him.

Teller held the ball in a way that they could both see. "Monique, I'm not just some Las Vegas magician, but I'm actually a true magical being..."

"Cool!" Mo smiled.

"Now, magic crystal ball, show us why Cherry is being such a grump." Teller told his crystal ball.

The crystal ball flashed briefly. Teller and Mo flinched from the bright light at first, but looked as the visions were going to be shown.

"So what does it tell us or in this case, show us?" Mo asked.

"Let's see what we have here..." Teller looked at the reading.

Cherry was shown in her bedroom, she decided to take a nap to relieve some stress.

A black shadow left her ear canal and laughed wickedly as it held something blue and glowing in its hands.

"That looks like a shadow demon." Mo noticed.

Teller bit his lip. "Please tell me Cherry and Atticus haven't been to New Orleans..."

"Yes, they have, why?" Mo asked. "Is it a bad thing?"

Teller cringed. "Did they time travel?"

"Yeah, it's a weird story actually..." Mo tried to explain.

"So they've met Dr. Faciler..." Teller slowly shut his eyes and shook his head. "This isn't good... I should've known he'd endanger a soul as delicate as hers."

"Dr. Faciler?" Mo asked. "But, would have to be dead?"

"Dr. Faciler can't die, that was just a facade..." Teller informed. "A heartless sham... I knew him well..."

"You knew Dr. Faciler?" Mo looked at him.

Teller looked back. "Mo, I've been through a lot in my life... When I was a little boy, I was very shy and quiet... I didn't have any friends and no one liked my simple magic tricks... I didn't wanna quit though, but my bullying was so bad that I tried to run away from home... One day though, I met that shadow man when I was six-years-old."

"Oh, dear..." Mo said.

"What?!" Mo asked out shock.

This caused for Teller to gasp and cover his mouth, already knowing now that he had said too much. "I-I shouldn't have said that..."

"Y-You mean Sci-Twi might turn evil?" Mo asked.

Teller gulped, he didn't want to answer that question, but he had no choice now, so he squeezed his eyes shut. "I'm afraid she and Atticus might both turn evil once they take all of the elements off of the human Mane Six and somehow, someone forces them to unleash the magic together."

"Cinch!" Mo glared.

"Yes, Abacus Cinch is a very cold-blooded woman..." Teller frowned, looking very frightened now. "She scares me more than anything!"

"She's pure evil! She would do anything to win!" Mo told him. "I just know it!"

"Yes, she would..." Teller frowned. "She even tried to win my heart, but I refused to recant."

"Good," Mo nodded. "But there's no way that Atticus could be turned evil, right? Right?"

Teller bit his lip.

"Right!?" Mo looked at him.

"I... Better make a phone call..." Teller nervously got up, taking his crystal ball with him.

"Hey! Get back here! I'm not finished with you!" Mo glared.

"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned..." Teller mumbled as he kept walking inside the house, trying to ignore her.

"Answer my question this instant!" Mo exclaimed.

"I'm sorry, Monique, but I'm late for an appointment!" Teller called, shutting her out.

"TELLER!" Mo demanded.

---

Teller nervously went down the hallway and poked his head into Cherry's bedroom, he shut the door behind him, locked the door, and lay down next to Cherry, taking her hand, shutting his eyes, and went into a sleep state.

"What are you doing in my room?" Cherry asked while her eyes were closed.

Teller put his hand over her head and put his hands over her eyes.

"Quit thaaa-" Cherry said before she fell asleep again.

---

Suddenly the two were falling in a black room and landed on a red couch together with a blue spotlight on them.

"What's going on?" Cherry demanded. "Why are you in my dream!?"

"Don't you dream of me often?" Teller smirked.

Cherry blushed. "You better have a good excuse..." her voice cracked then.

"I do and it has something to do with Dr. Faciler." Teller said.

"What?" Cherry asked.

"Allow me to reiterate..." Teller scooted closer.

The couch then moved them out of the spotlight and they ended up in a workshop like area.