I ran through the boxes of my stuff, Dust out with Cosmic to sort out paperwork at the Canadian Embassy. "Hello?" A sweet voice sang through the entry. "Ms. Dust?"

I hopped upright, nearly knocking my head off the table. "Whoa, uh.... Hello?"

"Hello." The sweet voice returned, "Who's this?"

"Jason Sanders, who's this?" I asked, picking my head up and turning towards the door out of my new office. "God damn this place...too big. Hello?"

"Hello, yes, this is Princess Celestia! Um...do I have to yell?"

I continued down the white halls. "Uh...no, wait...no.... God damn it...." I continued to try and find my way out of the halls. "How am I lost in my own house, screw this!"

"Do you need help?" Celestia asked, her hooves clicking against the floor. "I could--"

"I heard that!" I shouted, following the clicking. "Keep trotting please!" I ran after the noise, head tucked under my arm. I carried on, eventually finding the way out and Celestia standing with a pair of saddle bags. "Oh, ma'am." I snapped to attention, slicing the air over my head with my hand. I stood there, bolt stiff for a few moments. "...It's not the same...." I lowered my hand, "Just, dead air."

Celestia smiled at me from the foyer, watching me as I walked down the stairs. "Well, good to see the money has been going to use." She laughed, looking around the manor. "How are you?"

I shrugged, "Surviving...."

Celestia laughed softly, "Well I'm glad, considering everything that's been going on, it's been a bit hectic."

I laughed, a fake, pained laugh, but a laugh none-the-less. "Lost my head at some point."

Celestia turned away quickly. "Indeed." She levitated the straps off her bags. "Speaking of your expedition...I have to ask you some things."

I watched as she pulled something silver from her pack, stained with dank navy paint. "Oi, is that--"

She levitated a steel mask out, two circular eyes the only features. "I think you know what this is." She levitated it over to my free hand. "I need to know what you know about this."

I took a deep breath, turning the metal faceplate over in my hand. "Yep, this was on...dead me." I felt a sickening shiver rush through my neck. "Still not sure what was up with that."

Celestia looked around. "From the notes you brought back, it's going to become rather common."

I scratched my head. "What's up? I didn't exactly read over what we took."

Celestia took a nervous breath. "Multiple realities, all colliding here, it's going to become a probably unless we find out what happened there. I think the situation in Canterlot is controlled. The way to your home I mean, but if this is starting to leak into Equestria through Storm Side, then we're going to need to remedy that."

I looked at the mask in my hands. "What you do mean? I'm not exactly up to date with the-- multiple...realities...theory."

Celestia cocked her head. "Are you--"

"So...if there was another version of me, that died, then in theory, there could be another version of Cosmic Dust, right?" I carefully strapped the mask to my head, the cold synesthetic straps digging into my hair. "But...there could be one where she never got split...so...I'm going to have to--"

"Excuse me?" Celestia caught my shoulder. "I was actually going to ask you about this as well." She levitated out a near identical mask, the second piece stained with black and red paint, a crude scratched up blade painted on the front. "My...mate, had this with him when he passed through."

I stopped dead, "Wait...so this isn't- so multipul places could be...hmm...." I turned to the window, "That means I could be dropped right on her if we did it right...but...sickness if you go from world to world to world...so...." I snapped around to Celestia, "You mind if I keep this thing?" I tapped the mask with my finger, "It fits really well."

Celestia looked to the side, "Um...alright, but I was thinking, could you maybe tell me about what you found? His accounts of home are quite a bit different from what I've seen on your Earth."

I scratched my head. "The dead me was...a little ragged, had a rifle, so it was either in a war or something else bad."

Celestia frowned hard. "I suspected as much." Her eyes started to glisten. "Hmm, I would have liked to have sent him home...given him what he wanted, but--"

"Probably not a good idea." I flipped the mask down, the inside dark. "...This thing...it runs off--"

"It's electric from my experience, yes." Celestia noted, tapping her hooves on the ground. "I've, had some time with it."

I rapped my finger on the mask. "I'll sort it out. But...now I have a question, could a door between worlds work on Earth? Like...could I do what you did--"

"Discord actually did it." She stated, looking a bit sheepish. "You'd have to talk to him."

I let out a sharp sigh. "I've got a mare with a plan." I smiled wide, so wide my cheeks started tugging at the side. "And now, I've got a plan. What happens next, I have no idea, but I can say, I'm going to unleash something amazing into Equestria." I pulled my head up, flipping up the mask. "Celestia-" I pushed my head forward, giving her a quick peck on the lips. "-I love you."

Celestia took a step back, "Um--"

"Dude, what the fuck!?" A sharp, angry voice cut the air. "That's my fucking wife!" A slightly small man ran in, glaring at me as he stormed over. "Asshole--"

I cut him off, throwing my free arm around his neck and pulled him against my chest. "Fucking love it all!"

"What the hell!?" He yelped, trying to push free. "Let go you psychotic!"

I laughed heartily, "I figured it out! Maybe.... But I still figured something out! I feel so fucking smart, aha!"