Author's Notes:

Well, here it is everypony. After a week off, episode eleven is up! It's a big one that will connect some dots for sure, so I hope ya'all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. As always, the accompanying site will be updated with all necessary character bios and more asap.

"Good morning Mr. Greenhooves," Chupa Cabra cheerfully says, greeting the whistling gardener as she trots into the Ponyville Greenhouse, a light spring in her step and lovely song in the core of her voice. She's more than ready to begin to get to work, having become an apprentice to the elderly pony. Since she began working with him many months ago, he has taught her so much about caring for plant life, and every moment of it has been unending joy for the filly. Lately though, times have become hard for her. With her friends having become so distant and quiet, only the flora have been there for her on a regular basis. Even Mr. Greenhooves hasn't been around as much, his health declining in his old age.

All of the plants seem to react to her arrival, gently swaying back and forth in the light breeze from the open door before she promptly shuts it and approaches them with a wide smile. On her back rests a large saddlebag, filled with all of the gear that she'll need for the day's work. She has a bright blue watering can, a shiny pair of shears to trim and prune the plants, packets of seeds so that she can begin planting new flora for the first time, a small hoof-sized spade, and so much more. Her entire allowance from the past couple of weeks gone, but put towards a very valuable use for her. She doesn't regret the spending of one bit.

Seated in his rocking chair beside a potted oak tree sapling, the weak-looking Mr. Greenhooves smiles and waves at the filly, then returns his focus to the little plant, quietly continuing to recite his favorite poetry to it. It's his favorite poem, The Black Rose by Alder Ellen Roe, and is about the plant life of the exotic and dangerous Everfree Forest. Chupa prefers Marigold's classic about the Equestrian Rainforest, as it's always been her dream to go there. Mr. Greenhooves has even said that when he retires and leaves her the greenhouse, he plans to take a vacation at the rainforest, and maybe even take her with him.

She can understand how much this all means to him; the plants, the gentle lifestyle, the overall sensation of joy with how things have turned out. Some ponies may trot by and tease or taunt the elderly stallion for the way he acts towards plant life, but she is on his side. These unorthodox methods truly do work wonders. She's seen it happen first hoof, and can attest to almost anything Mr. Greenhooves claims. A lot of plants respond to music, others to poetry, and still some of them react best when simply given positive feedback on their growth. Sometimes they just need a good compliment to get them going.

She gleefully trots over to the long, thick table on which a set of potted dandelions sit, at which point, after pulling out her newly purchased gear, she grabs the watering hose. Filling up her watering can, Chupa then begins to carefully pour the contents into the soil of the pots, evenly divided amongst them all. She finishes quickly, and then she pulls up a stool, taking a seat beside the flora as her mentor has. A deep breath escapes her as she thinks about how the past week has been so hard for her.

Ever since Bri had suddenly and mysteriously disappeared, her friends have grown more and more apart. It's reached the point where the five of them hardly ever speak to each other anymore. It's almost as if they all blame themselves for what happened, as if it's somehow their fault. Star is the only one of them that has even thought about looking at things in a non-depressive way, and her muzzle is so stuffed in her books that nopony can even get her attention.

"I think I know what might have happened," she quietly tells the dandelions, not wishing to be overheard by anypony, especially Mr. Greenhooves. It's doubtful that he'd do anything if he heard, but she knows that Oblivion has the ability to take control of ponies, so she can never be too safe these days. She hasn't even told her sister everything. "That Babe Chenko pony, the one who gave Agelian the letter for Bri, the one about Pinkie Pie. I think that he's somehow behind all of this. Maybe Bri had left with him, or just went out on her own to investigate his claims. It did say in the letter that she had been in some village. Maybe Bri went to find it."

The flora remain silent, doing nothing but sitting there and listening, which is comforting to the small pony. They don't try to refute her ideas, or argue against the validity of her logic, or even tell her that she's just trying to make mountains out of molehills. They do nothing but listen, and it's good to have that every once in a while. However, the question still does remain as to whether she's right or not. Would Bri really have just left like that? She hadn't even told her parents, or her little sister Honeysuckle. She didn't tell Star either. She never goes off somewhere without telling them about it. She's never been one to cause others worry, not with the immense love she has for everypony.

She continues to vent to the dandelions, hoping deep in her subconscious that doing so will make her feel better, even if just by the smallest amount, when suddenly, the door to the greenhouse bursts open. The filly looks over to see that it had been pushed open by a small brown bunny. Climbing down from her stool, Chupa walks up to the adorable little animal and notices that it has a letter in it's mouth. Taking it, she thanks the rabbit who then hops away. She recognizes the envelope holding the note, as it has three butterflies marking the corner. So she knows who it's from before even opening it, but she does anyways, and reads aloud.

"Dear Chupa, if you are free today, could you stop by the cottage at some point? I have something I would like to ask you. Sincerely, Fluttershy."

She's been to Fluttershy's cottage before, but never without her friends. It's an honor for a former bearer of an Element of Harmony to invite her over. She only wonders what it could be that Fluttershy wants to ask her about. She's more into animals than plants, so it's very unlikely that it'd be about that. And on that note, she knows very little about animals, so why would Fluttershy invite her over for that? There's got to be some reason though, and whatever it is, it must be important to some degree.

For the time being, however, she must finish up her work at the greenhouse, not forsaking it for the pleasure of joining such an amazing pony at her cottage. After all, Fluttershy had said in her letter to visit at some point. So she knows that she doesn't have to rush over, and is able to finish her responsibilities first. She finishes with the dandelions and moves on to the bonsai trees, which she prunes delicately and waters conservatively to make sure they're properly cared for. She trims the thorns of the roses, and the hedges lining the glass walls. The tulips are watered and the dragon lily seeds are properly planted.

Within no more than an hour or two, the young filly has finished her important jobs, leaving her with free time in which she usually sings or reads to the plant life. Today though, she has a new goal in mind, and bids Mr. Greenhooves farewell as she packs her things, heading out towards the eastern end of town, where Fluttershy's cottage lay. She greets many of the ponies she knows as she trots down the road. Young ponies from school, as well as those met through her time living in Ponyville.

So many new friends she had made, so many who care for her and are willing to help her when she needs it. However, the best of them are now locked in turmoil and sorrow, and although it hurts her to see her friends drifting apart at a time like this, she can't help but understand. She's going through the pain as well, her sadness over the disappearance of Bri aches in her heart as much as almost anypony else. Bri was the one pony in their little group that she got along with the most. While Star was always too serious, Agellian was too rowdy, Devlin was an enigma, and Terra was just always so tough and hardened. Bri was the only one light-hearted and free-spirited enough to take each day on with a smile.

Now she's gone, just mysteriously gone without the slightest bit of explanation. Anypony could easily come up with their own reasons for her disappearance, but few may ever know the truth, if they were correct or not. She wants to know, however. She wants the truth to be revealed to her and her friends, so that this horrible weight can be lifted off of their shoulders. So that they can once again be happy. But until that day comes, if that day ever comes, she will have to soldier on and be brave and strong. Her friends have all but given up, and she feels like she's the only one truly searching for answers by this point.

Shaking the sorrowful thoughts from her head, Chupa arrives at the cottage. It's a beautiful day, bright and sunny with barely a cloud in the sky. Just ahead, she can see Fluttershy standing there in the garden, talking to two animals that she can make out to be a beaver and the same bunny from earlier; or at least one that looks like it. However, as she gets closer, she can hear the conversation and quickly realizes that the yellow-coated pegasus isn't just merely talking to the two animals, she's mediating a fight between them. For some reason, for which Chupa doesn't know, the two animals have apparently been locked in vicious brawling. She can start to see claw marks, ruffled fur, and even blood as she gets closer. And in the middle of them is Fluttershy, trying to fix things.

"Now listen you two, there is no reason to be hurting each other like this! You both have families to care for and should not be setting bad examples for them. And Mr. Cottontail, you should know better than to steal Mr. Beaverton's food. He worked hard to get that for his family, and you should be doing the same, not taking what isn't yours. Mr. Beaverton, you shouldn't attack him because of it. Use your words. Now apologize, both of you, or you'll give me no choice but to use my stare on you!"

The two small animals show expressions of worry and fear as the pony looks down on them with a surprising level of anger. They then turn to each other and apologize in their own languages. A smile spreads across Fluttershy's face as the two then go their separate ways, Mr. Beaverton taking with him the food that had previously been stolen from him by Mr. Cottontail. Chupa just stands there in their wake, surprised and in amazement at how Fluttershy had handled the situation. Not to say that she's a pushover, but she's never known Fluttershy to be that direct towards anything. She's never seen her get angry before, or be as rough as she was. Then again, she's never seen her in this kind of situation before either.

Looking over, Fluttershy suddenly notices Chupa being there and smiles. The little filly begins to cautiously walk over, and in response the adult mare's mood does a 180, sending welcoming intentions out towards her little friend. As Chupa approaches, she asks the mare how she did that, and Fluttershy replies with a reddening face, "I learned a long time ago from a friend named Seabreeze that sometimes I have to be firm to get the message across. These two wouldn't listen to me when I was just being nice, and their fighting was getting out of hand. I had to be firm or it would have just gotten worse. But enough about that, I'm glad you were able to make it, and was just wondering if you might want to help me with the animals today. It'd been oh so long since I've had some help with them."

So then she was right, and it is taking care of the animals after all. But that's a problem, because she doesn't know how to care for animals. They aren't the same as plants after all; much different. But if she refuses, she'll just disappoint Fluttershy, and after she already came all the way out here. So she agrees to help anyways, hoping that the mare will teach her how to do things, and guide her in whatever needs to be done. So she follows her towards the back of the large garden, almost to the very edge of Fluttershy's property. She's worried, but will do her best to help her friend with whatever she needs.

Later on that evening, after all of the hard, yet somehow satisfying work, Chupa slowly walks away from the cottage feeling rather accomplished from all that she had done. She helped clean out the pens and cages. She fed the animals, helped give them baths and brush their fur. She did so much that her hooves are sore, and even walking right now is tough work. She manages to get back to her own house within good time despite this, and is greeted at the door by her older sister Chamomile.

Most fillies would expect their older siblings or parents to be angry for them being out so late, but Chamomile is different. She's just happy that her little sister is getting out there and spending time with others, so she greets Chupa not with anger and disapproval, but with joy and welcoming, telling her that she's prepared a wonderful citrus salad for dinner. Chupa trots in and begins to tell her sister everything that had happened over the course of the day, from her going to the greenhouse, to getting the letter from Mr. Cottontail, and of course everything she had done over at Fluttershy's cottage.

"That sounds absolutely wonderful Chupa! It's so great to know that you had fun and spent the day with a friend. Oh, and speaking of friends, your friend Star came by today. She wanted to tell you that she found something out, and wanted you to meet her and the others at the library tomorrow."

"Thanks, that's good news," the filly replies, heading up the stairs so that she can collapse in her bed, "I'll be sure to head over after I stop at the greenhouse tomorrow then. I'll be skipping dinner tonight, can you save me some of the salad for lunch tomorrow? I'm just too tired right now."

"Of course I will," Chamomile happily replies, sending a gentle smile in her sister's direction as she heads off into the kitchen to put away her little sister's share of the food. Meanwhile, Chupa herself continues up the stairs, soon reaching her bedroom. She heads inside and closes the door behind her before falling into her bed and falling asleep nearly instantly. Her dreams are of plants and animals, of her friends and of Bri. She hopes and wishes as she sleeps; that tomorrow will go well, and that everything will go back to normal. That everything will be at peace once again.

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The next day, barely having passed mid-day, Chupa arrives at the Princess Twilight Sparkle Memorial Library, having already visited the greenhouse to take care of the plants within. Mr. Greenhooves hadn't been there, which makes her believe that he isn't feeling well today. He hasn't been feeling well a lot lately. As she approaches the front door of the library, she can hear the voices of her friends inside, most specifically, those of Star and Terra. However, the voices aren't joyful or happy, or anything even close. Instead, anger and fighting echoes out through the wood of the door, which only grows louder as the little filly slowly begins to inch the door open.

She finds herself to be correct as she cautiously walks in, seeing both of the ponies standing in the center of the room, arguing and yelling at each other. The others are watching from the side, unable to do anything to stop them. Listening in, trying to blend in to the background, Chupa overhears their argument, catching key words such as Bri, letter, and Oblivion. Sneaking in closer, she's soon discovered by Agellian, who shoots her a worried look but doesn't give her presence away any further, allowing her to take a listen to what the two are saying.

"You're wrong!" Terra yells out, his teeth bared and nostrils flaring, "why can't you see that!? It's an impossible hope!"

"No, YOU'RE wrong Terra! I'm telling you what I heard! Bri left Ponyville with somepony else, and those ponies around said it was Scatter Brain! Are you an idiot or something!? It's obvious to everypony except you!"

"Scatter Brain is locked up in the Canterlot Mental Institution! He has been for almost fifteen years after he tried to kill somepony for badmouthing Pinkie Pie! He was never here! Your sources were wrong, and thinking any different isn't doing anything useful to find Bri!"

"Why would they lie about something like this!? Who would lie about seeing somepony like that!?"

"They would apparently!" Terra retorts, getting into Star's face. The mare pushes right back and growls violently. The argument has reached new heights, and is honestly terrifying to watch. The former captain of the elite royal guard, a pony with heightened military experience and training taking on a seriously pissed off pegasus with a history of anger issues. Tears begin to well up in the fily’s eyes. She can't believe her friends would be fighting this much. Is this why she was asked to come here, to witness this horrible fighting? Overcome with sorrow, she runs out the door, sobbing uncontrollably.

The filly's hooves fly quickly across the ground below as she fiercely gallops through town, heading back to her own house. Bri's disappearance has brought nothing but pain and misery to all of them, and has only been getting worse with each passing day. Just a week ago they were all the best of friends: laughing and having fun together. Now it's become like this? It's just not fair. Chupa reaches her home quickly and swings the front door open with explosive force, bolting up the stairs without even saying a word to her older sister. She bursts into her headroom and slams the door behind her, leaping into bed before beginning to hysterically cry into her pillow, screaming at the top of her lungs, and punching her mattress with everything she has.

The door opens slowly and Chamomile walks in. She sees the lump of her sister screaming out on her bed and walks over, taking a seat on the bed beside her and pulling her limp body up. Wrapping Chupa in a hug, she whispers to her and tells her that everything is going to be alright. She asks her sister what happened, but the little filly just pushes her away and runs. She bolts away from her own sister, flying back out the door and in the direction of the greenhouse.

When she gets there, Mr. Greenhooves is still absent and all she has are the plants to keep her company. They'll listen. They won't try to pretend like they understand what she's going through. They won't try to offer comfort when all she needs right now is to be listened to, to vent over the horrible pain and sorrow she's going through. They're her only friends now, and her only family. The plant life is all she ever needs, and ever will. And so she begins to tell them what's going on. She tells them how this all began, not just with Bri's disappearance, but all the way back to when Agellian was first given the letter. That's when this all began.

Minutes turn into hours, and soon the whole day melts away like ice in the bright spring-time sun. All day long she's sat there, crying and talking to the plants, none of which can answer her questions, sympathize with her, or share in her misery. All they do is listen, "Why can't they do anything but listen!?" She knows that she has to return home. Who knows how worried her sister is by now? She feels bad that she ran off without an explanation. She just left, and didn't even try to let her sister comfort her. She just wanted to be left alone, and now she's alone.

Heading out, she leaves the greenhouse. She knows now that she has to head home and apologize to her sister. She needs to start talking to her about her problems, and trusting that she'll be able to comfort her in just the way that she needs. So she trots along the street in the pale moonlight, looking down at her hooves as she walks. She's not paying attention to where she's going, and that's when she bumps into someone. The sudden shock of walking into somepony causes her to look upwards, coming face to face with a tough looking stallion.

"Oh, I'm sorry for that," he says kindly, smiling down at the filly, "I didn't mean to get in your way. The name's J.D. Gumilla, nice to meet ya."

"Oh, I'm...I'm Chupa," she quietly says, trying to escape his interest and just move on home. Right now, she doesn't want to be bothered by anyone. She just wants to rest in the hooves of her big sister and let all of her bottled up emotions out. She wants to feel at peace with everything again, and doesn't have the time to waste meeting new ponies. J.D. notices the tears coming from her eyes, and the way she seems to be avoiding eye contact with him. He gently pats her on the head and asks what's wrong.

"I was told to never talk to strangers," she tells him. That causes a laugh from the pony, who just shakes his head and begins to recite everything he knows about her and Chamomile. This knowledge about them scares her, until he reveals that he's one of Chamomile's daily customers, and that he's had many conversations with the tea maker. She begins to feel strangely at ease with him, and explains what's been going on. For some reason, she feels as if she can trust him. She tells him about the letter from Babe Chenko, and the disappearance of Bri. She even mentions how her friends have been fighting.

"So it's already begun? I didn't expect it to be happening this soon."

The sudden reaction from the stallion surprises, and confuses, the young filly. She isn't quite sure of what he's referring to. What's already begun? What didn't he expect to be happening so soon? He looks down, seeing her expression, and seems to be swept over with instant realization. Shaking his head, he adds, "Don't worry about it, it's nothing. As for your troubles though, I suggest that you focus on the important things in your life right now. Focus on your sister. You need her right now, and she needs you to be honest with her. Friends will fight, my little pony, and they always will. In the end, you just have to wait. It will sort itself out in time. For now, go to Chamomile and tell her everything you've told me. She'll want to hear it from you rather than somepony else. She'll want to help you."

He's right, she does need to go tell her sister. But there's someone else she wants to tell, a friend who hasn't been fighting. A friend who can comfort her as well. So without another word, aside from a quick thanks to the stallion, the little filly gallops off to be with her older sister during these trying times. J.D. just stands there, waving and smiling at the little pony as she runs off, quietly saying to himself, "I'll see you again soon, Peace."

It doesn't take the little filly long at all to arrive in Eastern Ponyville, and most specifically, at Fluttershy's cottage. She burst in through the door without warning, causing the older mare to jump up in surprise. She had been relaxing on the couch with Mr. Cottontail, reading out some short stories when the front door exploded open. However, as she regains her composure, she turns her head to see Chupa rushing in, right up to where she is. The sudden interruption by Chupa had obviously not been expected, and as such the mare isn't sure of what to say at the moment, simply asking her, "What's wrong?"

She explains everything about the past week to Fluttershy, letting her in on what's been going on and how hard it's been. From Bri going missing to the now horrible fighting between her friends, she just lets it all out, not wanting to leave anything out. Fluttershy begins to see what's going on, and how hard it's been affecting the little pony. She's only a child, so of course something like this would be tough for her to deal with. Smiling down at her, the mare tells her that she shouldn't let this all get to her, and that when times are hard, she has to stay strong and be with those who will listen.

"But that's only you and maybe my sister," she replies, still sorrowful that all of her friends have been embroiled in the misery of the recent events.

"Then be with your sister," Fluttershy gently replies, patting the filly's head, "she'll always be there for you. You can tell her anything going on in your life, especially the hard parts. When things seem to be going wrong, when it's all falling apart, she'll be there to listen to you. You said that this J.D. Gumilla told you this as well, right? Well, then why are you here? I can help too, but she's who you really need to be with right now."

"A long time ago I was feeling very vulnerable too. I once felt like I was nothing but a doormat, and I saw things wrong. I wanted to be respected so much that it caused me to become a monster, hurting my friends in ways I never would've wanted to. Sometimes you think you know what you need to do, and you want to take matters into your own hooves. You think that the solution will be an easy one Chupa, but sometimes it will involve more pain. The night is always darkest before the dawn, and healing can't begin before more pain. I know it'll be hard for you to talk to your sister about this all, but she needs to know."

Thanking the mare, Chupa understands. She really wanted to put off telling Chamomile. She's afraid of what her sister might tell her, but now, thanks to Fluttershy's kindness, she knows that it's what she needs to do. So with a whole new outlook on things, the little filly heads back out of the cottage, gently closing the door as she does. Her new goal is to go home and to apologize to her sister for running off. She'll then tell her everything, every last little detail. She knows now that she needs to face this head on. Only then can healing begin.

A couple of days pass by, and through spending more time with her sister, Chupa has felt a weight lifted off of her shoulders. She's found happiness again, and has been comforted by Chamomile after telling her all of what had happened with the letter, Bri's mysterious disappearance, and of course, the fighting between her friends. She was able to tell her of all the pain and misery she had been feeling, and how it's the reason for her running away.

For those few days, she decided to remain home and stay away from everypony else so that she could just remain in a good mood by being close to her sister and feeling the unconditional love of family. However, it's now time for her to confront everything head on, and she's figured out exactly what she needs to do. She has the perfect plan to stop Star and Terra's fighting and finally bring peace to the both of them.

She had gotten in contact with Agelian, asking him to have everypony else meet them at the library once again. She told him her plan to stop the constant arguing and fighting, and he agreed to help in whatever way he could. Just being able to clear her mind over these past couple of days has allowed her to make sense of things. She thought about everything she remembered hearing Star and Terra arguing about when she last saw them, and of everything that she has found out through her own research into things. Naturally she hasn't been able to figure out everything about what has happened to Bri, but she believes that she now has an idea that they can look into.

Agelian had come to her house that morning to meet her, and agreed to walk with her over to the library as a form of solidarity. On the trot over, they begin to discuss the plan as well as the idea of what might have happened with Bri. It all centers around two specific ponies, and now she can shed a little light on things for her two friends. Upon their arrival, the two of them find the others already there. Spike is serving nachos to Devlin, and the other two are already embroiled in a huge argument, both of them having reached the point to where they're yelling obscenities at each other. The little dragon walks over, offering nachos to the two of them, but they decline, knowing that they have to focus on the task at hand.

"This has been going on for a couple of hours already," Spike tells Chupa, sighing as he goes back to the kitchen. The little filly looks over to her friends. They're arguing over the exact same things as last time. She looks to Devlin, who sits there quietly and eats the nachos he had been given. It's up to her now, with Agelian watching her back. She has to do this. If she even hesitates in the slightest, things could go sour in an instant. She wants to fix things, not make them worse. So she has to remain steadfast and strong. Walking up beside the two arguing ponies, she loudly clears her throat, garnering their attention. At once the argument ceases and both Star and Terra turn to face her, confused and annoyed looks spread across their faces.

"The other day I went to visit Fluttershy," she tells them, speaking loud, clear, and concise, "and she was mediating a fight between a bunny and a beaver. The two animals were clawing at each other, drawing blood. You two have become mindless animals arguing like it's going to solve things. This stupid arguing is only driving a wedge in between our friendships! Don't you see how much you're hurting us!?"

The two of them look around, eyes resting first on Agelian, who seems to be saddened but not to such a degree as Chupa had been. They then see Devlin, who's expression remains neutral as he eats more nachos. Finally, their focus returns to the filly, who's tear-filled eyes are glaring into their very souls. She has a determination about her that they have never seen before. It's almost as if she's an entirely new pony.

"You didn't even notice when I ran away crying the other day, did you!? And for what, fruitless fighting? You two should be ashamed of yourselves! Do you not understand how much of a waste of time this all is? We need to find Bri, not stand around acting like children! Now, I have an idea that might just help everyone, and allow us to find Bri faster and easier."

"What...what is it?" Star asks, feeling slightly ashamed at the way she had been acting. She can't believe she'd been doing that, acting that way towards one of her close friends. She shies away, and looks over at Terra with apologetic eyes. He does the same, also having felt horrible for this. He's tarnished his honor, and hurt the credibility he has with those he truly cares about. Now he just wants things to go back to normal, so that they can be friends again and not have to worry about fighting.

"Terra, I want to begin with you," the filly states, turning to the former captain of the elite royal guard, "the basis of your argument was that what Star was saying was impossible. You kept arguing that she wasn't making any sense, her claims of Scatter Brain being behind Bri's disappearance being impossible. I understand your views on this, I do, but please put aside your pride for a moment. I looked into things a little and contacted the institution. Scatter Brain was released one year ago. It is possible that he is behind this."

"But why would he have kidnapped her? What could he possibly have to gain?" Terra defends.

"It's obvious when you do a little research," Chupa retorts, causing the stallion's jaw to drop from the sheer gall the little filly is showing, "Scatter Brain was dating Pinkie Pie during the time leading up to her running away. If he is behind her disappearance, then there's a few options to why. First of all, he might be looking for Pinkie Pie as well. He might have known that Bri was, or have found out. Either way, he could have joined forces with her. The second option is that he kidnapped her, thinking that somehow it'd allow him to be able to locate Pinkie easier, whether through interrogating her or something else."

"I get it. So I was right the entire time," Star proudly says, laughing in an almost taunting way towards Terra, who growls angrily back at her.

"Maybe, but now I'm going to deal with you. Star, you may have been closer to being correct, but you were being disrespectful in the way you confronted Terra about it, and you're doing it again now. You need to learn to respect your friends, because it's practically your fault that this entire fight started. If you have ideas, you need to tell your friends about it in a kind, helpful way. If they have disagreements, hear them out. And Terra, if you disagree, say so in a kind, respectful way. I know you're used to being in the military, but you're not anymore. You need to treat your friends with kindness. Now, I want you two to apologize to each other, and work together from this point on to find and help Bri. She's your friend."

"I'm sorry I was so hard on you," Terra says, turning to Star, looking ashamed and sorrowful, "I acted out of instinct. I'm just used to being tough on others like that, and enforcing my own thoughts. I now see that when you're friends, you can't always have it your way though. Can we start this over and work together?"

"Of course we can, and I'm sorry I was so pushy and disrespectful. I didn't hear you out and only shot down your opinions from the start. I would love to start things over and work with you from now on." Chupa smiles and hugs them both, to which they return the hug to her and each other. Suddenly, Devlin yells out in surprise, gathering everypony's attention. They've never heard him yell before, or even speak loudly at all. They look over, right as the stallion pulls something out of the nacho bowl, staring at it in confusion and shock.

It's a bright, shimmering golden scarf, emblazoned on the front with a beautiful emerald jewel. The stallion looks over it for a quick moment, and then in the same instant as the rest of his friends, his eyes widen and he begins to laugh in exuberance and excitement. Her eyes widening far more than everypony elses, Chupa slowly begins to walk forward, approaching Devlin. She then takes the scarf from his hoof, and holds it there, looking down at it in awe. This is it, an Element of Harmony.

"The Element of Peace," she says quietly, realizing exactly what she did, and remembering how Oblivion had once called her Peace as well. She quickly removes her orange and black scarf, putting on the new one in it's place. It feels softer than cloud, and lighter than air, and when she wears it, she feels a warmth flow into her body, like something about it is just...right.

The five of them hug each other, elated that they were able to find a new Element and are that much closer now to being able to fight Oblivion. However, they know that this means that their enemy will be looking to grow stronger as well. Their time might become tighter than ever now, and they've got to work to find all of the remaining Elements as quickly as they can. The five of them all agree to do their best so that they can find, and possibly save, Bri, and then stop Oblivion to save the entire world. This is their moment, their time to make their predecessors proud.

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Somewhere deep in a secluded mountain range, the sun has just begun to lower in the nighttime sky. Clothed in protective gear, both Scatter Brain and Bri Happer push hard against the blowing winds, trying to force their way through. They've been on their harsh journey for a week now, fighting against the fire swamp, ravenous jungles, and so much more. They even began with the Everfree Forest, and to Bri's surprise, Scatter proved to be a strong companion to have at her side. His ability to stop any and all creatures that got in their way is, well, surprising.
However, they've finally reached their first destination, a small camp set up on the side of the mountain path.

Already there are a small group of ponies that seem to be waiting for them. Each of them are wearing similar gear, and have their named written on the side. Mad Munchkin, Shan Mul, Clever Contraption, Cobalt Sky, and Sir Frog Finest are all there, just staring at them with keen interest. Then, one more walks up, shrouded in a special white outfit. He removes the hood, revealing himself to be brown coated with a yellow mane.

"Nice to meet you Bri Happer. I am Babe Chenko," he tells her, smiling, "welcome to the campsite of the Brotherhood of Silent Pathfinders. Our goal is...to find and save Pinkamena Diane Pie. Shall we begin?"

Preview for Episode 12
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It's the day before, and I haven't been able to practice as much. She disappeared, and that's been my top priority. Now I'm not prepared. Can I truly show them all that I have the talent they're looking for?