"I heard Shining Armor interrogated Anna and Lance." Matt sighed as he, Blake, and Natz walked down the hall to the room they'd be staying in. "Y'know, about the Valkyrie tank and all that?"

"I heard a guard mistook Anna's ecstasy over a Crystal Turkey for something else altogether." Blake chuckled. "And thanks to the way Cadence worded it, it made the whole ordeal sound even more wrong!"

"Oh my god!" Natalie burst out laughing. "She worded it wrong?!"

"Yes, she did. Horrendously, I might add." Blake answered. "It was worded so badly it was no wonder she needed Shining Armor to translate the whole mess!"

"Really?!" Natalie cried in excitement as she failed to sustain more giggles.

"Eeyup." Blake nodded, a few chuckles of his own unable to be contained.

Matt made a left and the other two followed. "I'd like a Crystal Turkey, but DAMN! Those things are expensive!" Sighed the swordsman.

"Yep. When I saw the prices, I thought to myself, 'hey, how'd they get a damn turkey?'" Blake stated.

"I think they broke the economy." Natz chimed, a goofy grin on her face. "I mean, what else would explain those overpriced snacks back in Whitefall?"

"She has a point." Matt grinned as he unlocked the room door. All three went inside and were greeted by NoLegs. He had a piece of Crystal Turkey meat in his mouth, and by golly did his eyes gleam!

Matt pointed a finger at the cat. "You lucky bastard." NoLegs purred.

Blake sat in a chair and Matt sat next to him. They had to work on that damn truce! Both eyed Natz as she visibly inspected the beds. Shaking her head in disgust and tsk-tsking the men, she would have set work when...

"Excuse me, fellow mysterious beings? I hope I can decipher what I am seeing." Called an....accented voice.

"Who was that?" Natalie asked.

Into the room from the hallway walked a zebra. She had a Mohawk with black and white stripes, gold jewelry on her right foreleg and necklace, and black-and-white stripes on a mostly grey body. She didn't have eyelashes and kinda looked more like a stallion. She had a dark grey spiral sun cutie mark. She also had gold earrings.

"I am Zecora, fine friends. I hope you need not make amends." Answered the zebra.

"No, we don't need to make amends." Blake sighed.

"Alright then, I specialize in herbs and potions," Zecora started, "And they take effect like the most fluent of motions."

"She's stranger than Katie..." Matt whispered to Blake, who nodded in agreement. Blake's crimson tail with a triangle point was visible, and he sometimes used it as a weapon (and when Katie saw it, she started asking him if he was a 'fiend from Hell's hottest bowels,' whatever that was. He said no and Katie sighed in relief).

"Can you fight in some way that doesn't involve using your back legs to kick something?" Natalie asked as she made the beds.

"Not really, though my potions make for my lack of fighting skills." Zecora replied, "I have heard about Crystal Golems and machines with drills."

Natalie took her dress off, revealing her undergarments as she sat in the middle of the leftmost bed. Her hands rested on her stomach. She kept glancing at Blake and Matt as Zecora stared at her funny.

"You wear the strangest of things, I do wonder if you are a Changeling." Zecora said.

"No, I am a human...so is Matt....and Blake is half." Natalie answered with a blush.

"Now I understand, but I do not wish to be bland." Zecora continued, "What has brought you here? Was it Celestia's wish held very dear?"

"I dunno. Zecora, could you find another room to sleep in?" Matt asked.

Zecora nodded before walking out into the hallway, closing the door behind her.

Matt wiped sweat off of his forehead, sighing in relief that the interruption was averted. He took his shirt off and took a paper fan out of his pocket. He was sweating like he was in the Sahara desert, so the fan was a necessity.

Blake swished his tail back and forth like Katie did, though with nowhere near as graceful because his tail was slim and hairless. He had more muscles than Matt because Matt didn't work out as often. Either that or it was because he was a half-demon.

"Is that thing sharp?" Natalie asked, pointing to Blake's tail.

"It is if I want it to be. But it's not needed now." Blake sighed, using a washcloth to wipe sweat off of his body.

"We all need a bath." Matt chimed.

"Agreed. But who gets the tub first?" Blake asked, unwilling to share.

"I already had my bath, boys. Don't argue." Natalie stated as she played on her DS.

"Ugh... rock-paper-scissors?" Matt suggested.

"Sure." Blake replied. "Winner gets the tub first."

After three rounds (the first two ending in ties), Blake won. He took off into the bathroom and bathed in five minutes. When he walked out, he was cleaner than a sparkling room!

Matt bathed for the same duration, and he was clean when he walked out.

"You boys look great!" Natalie chimed as she brushed her hair. She then put the brush down and returned to the bed, this time laying on her stomach. Her hands were under her chin as she grinned. Both boys lay next to Natz, Blake on her left and Matt on her right.

They had a day. And they called it a day.