Marcus was chasing after the golden mare, trying his hardest to not lose sight of her. He didn’t know exactly why, but during their run towards the cemetery, she decided to start flying. It was hard enough to try and keep up with her on foot, but now it was nearly impossible for him to keep up with her speed. Now that he had a chance to quickly think about it, he was dating probably two of the fastest mares in Equestria. His sudden realization had him praying that they didn’t start making him run laps around town.

He wasn’t sure how long he was running, but he saw the golden mare stop outside an iron gate, waiting patiently for him. He reached the iron gate and leaned against the brick pillar, trying to catch his breath. He looked up to see Spitfire grinning down at him. She was about to say something when he stopped her with a raised hand. After taking several deep breaths, he looked the mare in the eyes as he spoke.

“I’m not going on a training schedule. I was built with endurance not speed,” Marcus said as he took a few more breaths.

“I was going to suggest that, but if you think you can handle it then I won’t push,” Spitfire said with a small smile.

“If I may though, who is built for speed out of all your friends?” Spitfire asked.

“If we go based off how we are now, Luke is the fastest, but only because of his powers. Before we gained our powers, Callie was the fastest. Drak, which thank everything this never changed, has been able to stay the second fastest,” Marcus explained.

The mare gave a small nod after he was done talking and waited the last few seconds for him to catch his breath. Exhaling deeply, he opened the iron gate with a loud creak. He cringed at the noise out of instinct, thinking he alerted guards to his presence. He continued to slowly open the gate, listening to the dreadful creaking noise before Spitfire shoved it all the way open. She gave the human a small glare and he could only shrug and chuckle a little at himself.

The two walked into the cemetery, dew covering the grass around every tombstone. The golden mare continued to lead as she read the names on the tombstones. He glanced at a few before a pair caught his attention. He felt his heart ache at the names on the tombstones and made sure that he would tell Ryan about it later. He shook his head to get out of his little funk and ran after the mare.

He spotted the Wonderbolt standing next to the tree, looking at something not too far away. He walked next to the mare and looked in the direction she was. It wasn’t hard to notice the purple mane gently moving in the gentle breeze. He looked at the small filly as she sat in front of two tombstones, muffled crying barely heard as she sat there. It pained him to see her cry, so he carefully stepped around Spitfire, patting her on the shoulder as he went.

He slowly walked towards the filly, trying to keep his presence unknown until he reached her. He was halfway to her when he stepped on a stray twig and it snapped audibly. He saw her ears swivel as she quickly turned around. He didn’t move as he watched the filly’s eyes go wide as she jumped to her feet and wiped at her eyes. He liked how the filly was trying to act tough about what was happening, but he wasn’t going to allow her to avoid this situation.

She continued to wipe at her eyes as he walked towards her. He stopped just in front of her and sat down. He looked at the tombstones and read the names ‘Firefly’ and ‘Starburst.’ He closed his eyes and bowed his head as he paid the departed his respects. The filly had finished wiping her eyes and was now looking at the human. He could see some tear marks were left on her fur and pulled out a tissue he took from Spitfire. He glanced over to see that she noticed her missing tissue and looked at him with a slight frown.

He pulled the filly closer as he started to wipe at her eyes. She struggled against his grip as she tried to fight off his wiping. He was able to get most of the tear marks removed before letting the filly go. Her cheeks were tinged lightly red as she glared up at him. Silence filled the void between the two before she finally spoke up.

“What are you doing here?” Scootaloo asked.

“Cheerilee called Spitfire and had me come to talk to you,” Marcus answered.

“Are you the only one here?” Scootaloo asked with her head down.

“No,” Marcus said.

“Who else is here?” Scootaloo continued.

“Spitfire, please come out,” Marcus said.

The filly noticed the golden mare walk out from the tree and quicky cleaned herself up. After she had her backside clean from whatever was on the ground, she greeted the mare.

“Hello, Ms. Spitfire,” Scootaloo said.

“Please, Scootaloo, just call me Spitfire,” Spitfire said with a small smile.

“What can I help you with?” Scootaloo asked.

“I just thought that the three of us could talk for a bit,” Marcus said.

“What about?” Scootaloo asked nervously.

“About why you left school,” Marcus said in a serious tone.

“So I skipped class today. I always get my work done and I make good grades, so why does it matter?” Scootaloo shot back.

“Because there was a reason why you threw a tantrum when you left,” Spitfire said.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” Scootaloo said as she crossed her arms and turned around.

Marcus wasn’t going to have her avoid her problem like he always did, especially if it’s causing her to act out. He reached out to the filly who had her back turned to him and grabbed under her arms. Her body tensed as he lifted her into the air and brought her closer to his lap. She struggled in his grip as she tried to plant her feet on the ground, but his grip never faltered. Once she was over his lap, he gently brought her down and sat her in the middle.

No words were said as he gently stroked her purple mane. The filly continued to fight his grip, but was slowly growing tired. Once her body was down squirming and she sat back to let him continue stroking her mane, he finally spoke to her.

“It hurts, doesn’t it?” Marcus stated.

“What do you mean?” Scootaloo feigned ignorance.

“Losing the ones you care about,” Marcus answered.

“Mom always said that everypony dies eventually,” Scootaloo shot back.

“But you never expected it to be so soon, did you?” Marcus pressed.

“I know what you’re trying to do and stop it,” Scootaloo said as she started to struggle again.

“It’s okay, you know?” Marcus continued.

“What’s okay?” Scootaloo asked, her voice increasing in volume.

“To cry for their passing,” Marcus answered as he held her tighter.

“I don’t need to cry! I’m tough enough to handle that they’re gone!” Scootaloo shouted.

“Don’t lie to me!” Marcus yelled as he pulled the filly’s face forward.

The filly stopped squirming as she stared in shock at the human. Her breathing slowed as she stared into his eyes. She could see the small anger that he had, but there were small forming tears as he stared at her. She could feel his heart beat against his chest as he tried to calm down. Spitfire was surprised to see the human yell at a foal, but kept out of the conversation as she saw he had something to say.

“Lie to others like that if you want, but don’t lie to me or yourself,” Marcus said somberly.

“What do you mean?” Scootaloo asked as she refused to move.

“Losing someone you care about is a pain that never goes away. You can say that you’re fine, but you’re not. You’ll constantly miss them and you can only learn to live with it,” Marcus said.

“How do you know?” Scootaloo asked with general curiosity.

“My friends and I have been living with that pain for the past two to three years. I know it isn’t as long as you’ve dealt with, but we know the pain still exists. Your friends are also there for you if you ever need them. I want you to take advantage of that opportunity since I didn’t before,” Marcus explained.

“Why didn’t you ask your friends for help?” Scootaloo asked.

“In the words of my one of my friends, it’s because I was trying to hide. It took him yelling at me to get it through my thick skull. I’m going to speak with my friends later, but you’re still young enough to receive the care from your friends,” Marcus said as he started to stroke her mane again.

“Even then, what am I supposed to do? I have no pony to look out for me. There isn’t a dad to help me if I fall down nor a mother to give me the love I need. I’m all alone in this town and no pony seems to even notice,” Scootaloo said as she started to cry.

“Do you remember the last words that your mother spoke to you? I don’t know, but I would like to,” Marcus said as he kept the filly close to his chest.

“She said that I was a lot like my dad. Even during those four years, I was always headstrong and wanted to be as tough as I could be,” Scootaloo said, her words muffled as her tears stained the human’s shirt.

“She was right, you know?” Spitfire said as she stepped in.

“What do you mean?” Scootaloo asked as she looked at the golden mare with tear filled eyes.

“All these years after you lost your parents, you still act like your father,” Spitfire said as she sat next to the human and held the filly’s hand.

“I need to tell you something very important. What I’m going to say will cause you to probably feel different about me, but it’s time you knew,” Spitfire said as she ran her hand across the filly’s cheek.

“What is it?” Scootaloo asked with slight worry.

“The first thing you need to know is that I’ve been taking care of you when your parents passed away,” Spitfire started.

“So you’re the mystery mare that has been buying everything I need?” Scootaloo asked as she received a nod in response.

“The second thing is that I’m the reason your father died,” Spitfire said and she could see the hurt in the filly’s eyes.

“I don’t understand. How is it your fault?” Scootaloo asked as she pulled away from the golden mare.

“I did something really stupid and ended up getting saved by him, only for that save to end his life as well. If you hate me for that, I’m fine with it. There is one thing you should know though and that’s your father asked me to take care of you. He never blamed me for what happened as it was part of the job,” Spitfire said as she looked at the ground.

The filly was silent as she looked between the mare and the human. Many emotions were running through her head as she tried to focus on one to feel. Marcus could see the filly was slightly panicking and fully wrapped her in his arms. The filly continued to shake for several seconds before she started to calm down. Once she was done shaking in his arms, he let her go as she pulled away and walked towards the mare.

The human could only hope the filly would forgive her, but in the end it was her choice. Silence filled the area around them as the filly took a few deep breaths. Spitfire looked at the filly as she waited for the impending yelling from the filly. She was ready for anything that the filly would throw at her, but she wasn’t ready for what she ended up doing. Scootaloo wrapped her arms around the golden mare as she cried gently into her fur.

“I don’t hate you, Spitfire. I know that it wasn’t your fault and my father did the best he could. I’m glad he was able to save somepony as caring as you,” Scootaloo said as she smiled at the golden mare.

Spitfire had no idea what to do. She has dealt with many situations that always required quick and decisive decision, but not of it compared to this. She felt the filly give her one last hug before she let go and walked back to the tombstones. She got to her knees as she bowed her head and whispered under her breath. They stayed in silence for a few minutes before the filly got to her feet and faced the two adults.

“So what happens now? I’m still alone and don’t have many friends to talk to about this,” Scootaloo said as she stared at the two adults.

“Scoots, you’re not alone. Hell, you’ve bugged me every chance you had and seemed to enjoy being around me. So you’re not really alone. You have me, Spits, Dash, and your friends. You ever need anything don’t hesitate to ask because whatever it is, I’ll drop everything to help you,” Marcus offered as he got to his feet.

“Do you really mean that?” Scootaloo asked as she looked at the human hopefully.

“Of course, but you’re going have to go to school a little more often,” Marcus said as he picked up the filly and carried her on his back.

“Why?” Scootaloo asked with a little pout, but it was hidden as she nuzzled the human’s neck.

“I’m not going to let you turn out like my friends and I,” Marcus answered as he walked forward.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Spitfire asked as she started walking with the human.

“None of really graduated high school or even went to college,” Marcus answered.

“So you’re all high school drop outs? Doesn’t seem likely though since all of you know what you’re doing,” Spitfire said as she looked at the human with a raised brow.

“We never had a chance to pursue a higher education. The fight for our lives started during our last year of high school. We did the best we could with books that we could scrounge up, but there is probably things we could still learn,” Marcus said as he grinned at Spitfire.

“So most of the things you all pulled off was out of luck?” Spitfire asked.

“Almost everything has been done out of luck. Whether ending up in this world has been good or bad hasn’t really been figured out. Our fighting though has really come in handy as we learned on the go,” Marcus couldn’t help but chuckle.

“We’ll never fully understand you, will we?” Spitfire said as she gave a small frown.

“Probably not, but that didn’t seem to stop most of you with getting in a relationship with us. I guess you all really enjoy our company,” Marcus started to tease.

“You make it a little more interesting here, that I’ll say for sure,” Spitfire said as she shook her head a little.

The two continued to walk for the treehouse until the human felt the filly squirm a little. He turned carefully to see the young filly fast asleep on his back. She had a small smile on her face as she nuzzled deeper into the human’s neck. He wasn’t sure what compelled him to do such an act, but seeing the filly sleep, he kissed her on the head. He touched his forehead to hers for a few seconds before pulling away to see the golden mare smirking at him.

“What?” Marcus asked defensively.

“Oh nothing. I knew you were the right choice for her to look up to,” Spitfire said as she nudged his arm.

“She’s like us in many different ways. Her toughness though probably equates to Drak and myself,” Marcus said.

“Which reminds me. You said that all of you had to educate yourselves while on the road, but how is it that Drak is able to outsmart some of you?” Spitfire asked as she started to float in the air.

“Drak has always been good at picking things up pretty quickly. Kind of made wonder why he continued to hang out with us as we struggled with some our courses,” Marcus said as he remember good times with his friend.

“Maybe he saw something that all of you had individually and found something to enjoy from it. You all actually seem to find something to enjoy from each other and are willing to protect that to the very end,” Spitfire said as she gave the human a smile.

“That might be true on why he still hangs with us. You’re also right about us protecting what we’ve enjoyed about each other to the end. Now with all of you added has given us even more determination to grow,” Marcus said as he grew slightly serious.

“What’s on your mind, Marcus?” Spitfire asked as she started to notice his change in attitude.

“I’m still kind of dwelling on what happened with the harpies. They seemed very serious with their threats and I just don’t really know what to do,” Marcus said.

“You have us to back you up if you need it,” Spitfire offered.

“I’m very aware of that, but thanks for reminding me. I also thought about asking you and the others to probably stay out of it, but you’re all too stubborn to let that happen. So I guess in the end, I’m pretty much going to wing it until something happens,” Marcus said as he gave a light shrug.

“Damn right we are. We’ll always have your back no matter what,” Spitfire said as she floated proudly in the air.

The human could only shake his head a little from the mare. He still wonders how he ended up with the four mares that he did, but he was proud to have them by his side. The two of them continued to walk as the filly continued to sleep. It was nice to see the filly sleep because she looked like she needed it. He never said anything since it wasn’t bad, but he could see that never slept for a long time.

His head shook softly as he thought about their similarities. He knew he was going to need help with his sleep, but for now, he was glad to see the filly get some actual sleep. They soon reached the house and waited outside the door. He was about to enter the house when the fiery maned mare stopped him.

“Is there something you need?” Marcus asked as he looked towards his mare.

“I think I’ll take Scootaloo home. She’s had an eventful day and should probably sleep somewhere more comfortable,” Spitfire offered.

“Sure thing,” Marcus said as he handed her the filly.

He watched as the golden mare took off into the, noticing the slight smile as she held the filly tightly. Once she was out of sight, he opened the door and really wished he hadn’t. As soon as the door opened, he barely had any time to dodge a thrown book. He looked outside to see the book hit the ground before looking back at Twilight, who was fuming slightly.

“What was that about, Twi?” Marcus asked with spread arms.

“You’re late again. You know exactly when we need to meet up and how long each break is. I even gave you a schedule so you wouldn’t arrive late ever,” Twilight said as she placed her hands on her hips.

“Are you serious? It has only been a couple days that we’ve done this and you’re really getting on me about that. This shouldn’t even affect you that much since I’m not the one learning magic,” Marcus defended.

“Your friends could still use your support,” Twilight said.

The human only pinched the bridge of his nose as he tried to hold back his anger. He took a few deep breaths before leaving for the couch. He sat down and when Shining was about to start teaching, the door opened. Drak and Callie walked inside, breathing heavily as they were sweating lightly.

“Sorry we’re late, Twi,” Drak said.

“It’s fine,” Twilight said as she smiled at the two.

“Are you fucking serious? How do they get a light slap on the wrists while I’m the one getting lectured? They were even later than I was,” Marcus said.

“This is their first time being late. They’ve always arrived on time before and I know this will never happen again,” Twilight said confidently.

“Thank you good friend of the author,” Pinkie said as she stared at a mirror.

“Who is she talking to?” Brandon asked.

“I have no idea, but maybe Luke does,” Andrew said.

“Sorry, but I have nothing. I kind of just went along with whatever she does since it can be entertaining at times,” Luke said as he gave a small laugh.

“I feel like we’ll never fully understand them, will we?” Jaeden said.

“Probably, but we’ll do what we do best and that is just go with it,” Callie said.

There wasn’t much to do for the next teaching session since it was about who was going to train with who. Drak was going to train with Shining Armor. Ryan and Alex would train with Luna. Jaeden would train with Celestia. Brandon would train with Twilight. Callie would train with Cadence. No one actually expected to be well trained in healing magic, but the other alicorns assured the humans that she was capable.

With their teachers assigned, everyone finally went their separate ways. Marcus walked around everyone as he headed for Ryan. His friend was busy cycling through books, trying to find anything to keep himself entertained. When he reached his friend, he tapped him on his shoulder. Ryan turned around as he greeted his friend.

“Hey there, Marcus. What do you need?” Ryan asked as he started going through the books again.

“You and Applejack are together, correct?” Marcus asked as he shifted in place a little.

“I believe so. She hasn’t turned away any affection I’ve shown her,” Ryan answered.

“Then I should tell you something that I found at the graveyard,” Marcus said and this got his friend’s attention.

“What’s there?” Ryan asked as he stared at his friend.

“When I was there, I found a couple of tombstones. I read the names and I think they’re Applejack’s parents. I’m not sure since I didn’t get to look at them long, but I thought you should know in case you wanted to bring them flowers,” Marcus said as he patted his friend’s shoulder.

“Thanks, Marcus. I had a feeling that they were gone, but I was going to wait until it came up in conversation at some point. I’ll probably talk to Applejack about it,” Ryan said as he gave his friend a small smile.

“Hey, Marcus, Ryan, get over here,” Luke called out.

“What do you need?” Marcus asked as the two joined their other friends.

“Drak mentioned we should get together at some point and talk about how things have been going for everyone,” Callie told.

“Would be nice to get together, but what am I supposed to do about the two villains I’m watching?” Marcus asked.

“I talked to Celestia and Luna and they said they wouldn’t mind watching them so we could get together,” Blake inputted.

“When and where do we plan on meeting?” Marcus asked.

“We were thinking tomorrow at noon at the park,” Brandon said.

“Seems like a good time. Ryan, if it isn’t too much trouble, can you ask Rarity if she would make the clothes for the two mares so it’s out of the way?” Marcus asked as he gave his friend a pleading look.

“Dude, just stop the look. It makes you look stupid and I can try to convince her,” Ryan said as he walked towards his girlfriend.

Everyone watched the human talk with the white unicorn before her gaze turned to the group. Marcus tried to avoid eye contact with the slightly irritated mare, but he could feel her burning gaze. It felt like an eternity as she glared at him. He was sure that at one point he was going to burst into flames if she continued to glare at him. The glare lasted for several more minutes before she turned back to the other human and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He walked over to the friends to tell them what she said.

“She said she would, but she also says that you ever pull this off again you’re paying for the clothes,” Ryan said.

“At least that was taken care of. I guess I’ll see you all tomorrow?” Marcus said.

Everyone gave a nod as they started to leave the library. He waited until Moon and Chrysalis were with him as they headed for Carousal Boutique. His entire body shuddered as he wished he could stay out of the building, but he knew if he did, he wouldn’t hear the end of it from the white mare. The three walked into the building and saw Rarity ready with everything she needed. She gave the human a small glare as he rubbed the back of his neck. When her attention pulled away from the human, she called the mares over.

He saw the three mares enter the backroom and decided to take a seat at one of the chairs. He let out a heavy sigh as he waited for the mares to return, most likely to ask his opinion on the clothes. He really had no fashion insight, so he wasn’t sure why they would need his opinion, but after everything the mare went through during the gala, it was likely she would ask for all their opinions. Seeing he would have several minutes to himself, he pulled out his phone and played a soft song as he relaxed into the chair.

Rarity

“Is there anything particular that you’re looking for, darlings?” Rarity asked as she tried to remain professional.

“Nothing much for now. At best maybe a couple of dresses, a few casual clothes, and some lingerie,” Chrysalis said.

“I was slightly hoping you would ask for some of that,” Rarity said as she gave a slight grin.

“What do you mean?” Moon asked as she grew worried about what the mare was thinking.

Moon and Chrysalis could easily deal with the mare, but there were a few complications with that. Those complications came in the form of Marcus and his friends. The alicorn princesses along with Twilight and her friends. These facts were enough for the two mares to avoid trying to get in any trouble.

“Marcus does owe me for having this to be done on such short notice and he told me that it can be anything I need. So I’m going to need his opinion on what lingerie he would like to see on you both and possibly the others,” Rarity said.

“That seems like a double edged sword. Sure Marcus gets embarrassed, but so do we since we’re the ones modeling it,” Chrysalis said irately.

“But don’t you want to get some kind of revenge on him?” Rarity asked with a knowing grin.

“Still, we’re showing more to him than we want to,” Moon said.

“Have you never heard of passive aggressive revenge?” Rarity asked as she raised a brow.

Before either of the two mares could answer, the white unicorn gestured for them to strip down and stand on the podium. They weren’t strangers to having their bodies measured, but having it done by one of the Elements of Harmony caused them to be cautious. They spread their arms and legs as their bare bodies were left to the feeling of cold air.

The white mare quickly got to work as she wrapped tape around them, their bodies shivering slightly from its cool touch. The mare wrote down their measurements, muttering under her breath as she compared their measurements with herself and her friends. She remained focused on her work as they started conversation again from where they left off.

“Do we look like we would do anything passive aggressively?” Moon asked.

“From our few encounters, I would say no. At our current state though, I think you both should learn how to do it properly,” Rarity said as she started to bring out fabric.

“I just don’t want to expose myself to him. Especially since I have no feelings for him,” Chrysalis said.

“Even then, darling, don’t you want to get even with him slightly?” Rarity offered.

“Maybe, but this is not something we would do,” Moon said.

“You should feel proud though. I’m not going to lie because you both have wonderful figures. Using that is just going to drive him mad and won’t be able to do anything about that,” Rarity explained as she started to fit the clothes on them.

“You’re sure that he won’t be able to do anything and this would cause him distress?” Chrysalis inquired.

“From the few times I helped a few mares with their stallions or mares, most certainly,” Rarity said as all three mares grinned evilly.

Marcus

The human was lost in his own little world as his music played slightly loud in his ears. He was too distracted to notice the door open and three mares leave the back room. The mares noticed the human wasn’t looking in their general direction and used these few seconds to make sure everything was in order. Chrysalis planned on transforming into somepony to entice the human, but thanks to her memory of what happened in the morning and a few words from Moon, she decided against it.

“Hey there, Marcus,” Moon whispered slightly seductively as she pulled away one of his headphones.

“What the heck are-” Marcus started, but stopped as he looked at the two mares.

Nightmare Moon was wearing a lacy set of panties and a bra that were a nice shade of indigo like her mane. Her bust was held perkily as it squeezed her bosom close together. Her panties riding a little on her supple flank, giving it a nice round shape. Chrysalis was wearing a swamp green lacy set of panties and a bra that really added contrast to her body. Her bosom was held in the same perky form as Moon’s, but her panties were a little more along with string as it left little to the imagination.

The human could feel his cheeks burn as he could feel an oncoming blush. Every ounce of his willpower was used to keep an erection from forming in his pants as the two mares stared at him lustfully. He looked over at Rarity who was giving him a wide grin before having his attention pulled back to the two mares when Chrysalis spoke.

“What do you think?” Chrysalis purred.

Feeling utterly embarrassed and uncomfortable in the room, he turned to his left and started walking. The three mares watched as the human opened one of the side doors and entered the room. The mares looked at each other while Rarity counted down the seconds on her watch. This situation wasn’t lost on the seamstress as she knew what was going to happen next. Silence filled the room slowly, but before it could take hold there was a loud crash.

The white unicorn could only grin in triumph as she waited for the human to let out his frustration. The changeling and alicorn looked at the unicorn and smiled as she waved them to follow her. The two mares gave a slight chuckle as they continued to hear things break in the room the human went in to. They were on the podium again as the fashionista worked on their other clothes. A thought crossed Moon’s mind as she feared about being blamed for the destruction the human caused.

“How come you’re not worried about the stuff Marcus is destroying?” Moon asked as she slipped into a black dress.

“As I said before, I’ve had experience with these kind of situations. Watching the reactions of others, I learned where they would walk to. I created that room with a bunch of meaningless objects that they can break during their flustered state,” Rarity explained.

“You are more cunning than you seem,” Chrysalis complemented.

“Thank you, darling. Thank you as well for helping me get some sort of payback,” Rarity said as she gave a light chuckle.

“I will say that despite the small embarrassment, I enjoyed seeing him flustered like that,” Moon said as she giggled as well.

“His emotions were really erratic though, but filling as well,” Chrysalis said as she joined the giggling mares.

“So you do eat other emotions besides love,” Rarity said with a slight smirk.

“We do, but love is usually better for us. Love allows us to sustain our lives better, but we can make do with other emotions as well,” Chrysalis explained.

“Well I do hope that you and Moon enjoy the clothes and behave yourselves as you stay here in Ponyville,” Rarity said as she offered them a smile and her hand.

“No real promises about behaving ourselves, but we are grateful for the clothes,” Moon said as she shook Rarity’s hand, Chrysalis following close behind.

“Guess I’ll have to make do with that then,” Rarity said before allowing them to exit her work room.

She waved goodbye to the two mares and a slightly disgruntled human. The human’s slight irritation wasn’t lost on the changeling as she turned towards the human. She said it would be best for him to go walk around town as they continue back to the house. The human was entirely against them going alone, but he really needed a good walk to clear his head. He accepted what the changeling offered and went off as the mares returned home.

His phone vibrated as he received a text. He pulled out his phone and looked to see what one of his friends wanted. Reading the short text he gave a loud groan of frustration at what they were going to have to do tomorrow as well. He pocked his phone as he decided to take a relaxing walk to clear his head. He was excited to be able and talk with his friends, but he really didn’t want to with them to see what Luna wanted to talk about.

The text mentioned about people they were seeing their dreams and could only hope this wouldn’t bring any trouble. It was also mentioned the mares would be there as well because they needed to know as well with what was bothering most of them. In the end, he was going to enjoy the long train ride to reminisce with friends and maybe get a few things off his chest before it came to meeting the princesses.