The sun was slowly rising over the horizon as Quentin's third day in Ponyville was beginning start. Usually, Applejack would be up at this time, but today she thought she would stay in bed a little while longer. In truth, she was thinking about Quentin, and what happened last night. That was the first kiss of any kind a boy has ever given her, and frankly, that thought of it warmed her heart every time she thought about it. After a while she finally rose out bed and made her way to her dresser and looked into her mirror. She looked at her reflection and smiled softly before taking a brush in her hoof and began to gently brush her blonde mane, which was untied at the moment.

She took her time brushing her flowing mane. With each brush she would recall Quentin's compliment from the previous night and every time she replayed it, the bigger and more tender her smile became. Quentin was also awake, but just laid in bed as the darkening skies slowly became a fiery orange, yellow. An hour later, he decided to get out of bed and take a walk outside. After making the bed, Quentin headed towards the door and opened it, where he almost ran face first into Applejack.

"Oh well, g'mornin Quentin,'' Applejack said, giving her friend her trademark smile.

Quentin smiled, "Hey Good morning AJ. I was just going to take a little walk before getting to work.''

Applejack nodded. "That sounds mighty fine Quentin. Would ya care ta join me fer a little breakfast?''

"Yeah, that sounds great,'' the earth pony stallion smiled.

They headed downstairs and into the kitchen. Quentin and Applejack had a delicious breakfast of apple cinnamon oatmeal and orange juice and afterwards, the two headed outside in the cool, early morning. Quentin noticed that Applejack didn't have her hat on which he found quite peculiar.

"Hey Applejack?'' Quentin began.

"Yeah Quentin?'' Applejack responded as they walked towards the fields.

"You're not wearing your hat today. Did you forget it?''

Applejack looked at her friend puzzled, but then smiled shyly. "Oh well I decided ta not wear it today, seein how ya said I look better without it.'' A faint blush came to her face as she looked away.

Quentin couldn't help but smile and he too looked away timidly. There was a few moments of silence before he spoke, "So, what's the plan for today Applejack?''

Applejack looked at him with a smile. "Well we don't sell on Saturdays, so pretty much just do regular chores. Clean the pigs, plant some corn and carrot seeds, and pick the ones that are ready fer pinkin.''

Quentin nodded. "Cool, do you need help on anything?''

Applejack chuckled. "Nah, I think I'll just take in this gorgeous morning fer a bit,'' she said, picking a straw and putting it in her mouth to chew it.''

Quentin chuckled at this. "And here I thought Big Mac was the only one that did that.''

"Nah, evry' farm folk loves to chew a good wheat straw evry now an' then,'' Applejack smirked.

They both shared a laughed and said their goodbyes for the moment as Quentin left to take his morning walk. He walked up the dirt road as Ponyville came into view. Quentin hummed a cheerful tune as he walked the streets of the equine town. The stallion greeted ponies as they passed by and could see that there were still some construction going on from the chimera attack. Ponies were opening their shops and getting ready for the work day. Quentin inhaled a sweet smell and sighed.

"That has to be coming from Sugarcube Corner,'' he said.

After taking in more of the mouthwatering scents, Quentin began walking through the town again. He found himself walking along some white, wooden fences in a meadow of some kind when suddenly, someone called his name.

"Hey Quentin!''

Quentin looked around to find the source of the call and looked up. He saw the grey Pegasus Derpy flying towards him. The human smiled as she landed in front of him. "Hey Quentin, how're doing?'' Derpy beamed at him."

"Hey, how's it going Derpy-'' Quentin them trailed off and tilted his head a little in confusion.

Derpy's face fell. "What's wrong?'' she asked.

"Well...I,'' he began uncertainly. It was just, her eyes weren't well...crossed like how they were when Quentin met her. They were actually normal.

It's just…your eyes actually looks normal unlike the time when I met you,'' Quentin finally spoke with a raised eyebrow.

Derpy blinked a few times then smiled. "Oh yeah, my eyes does that sometimes. I'm not always walled-eyed you know,'' she laughed.

Quentin scratched the back of his head, chuckling sheepishly. "Sorry about that Derpy. It was a little unexpected. You could've pass for a completely different pony.''

Derpy just giggled. "It's ok Quentin, I get that a lot. So whatcha up to?''

"I was just having a little morning walk before working. Care to come along? I wouldn't mind a little company.''

This made his friend's face beam as she happily accepted it. Quentin and Derpy walked down the road, enjoying a pleasant conversation. "So Quentin, where do you work at?'' Derpy asked as she walked beside the stallion.

"At Sweet Apple Acres. I'm helping the Apple family around the farm,'' Quentin answered, kicking a rock.

Derpy's eyes widened. "Ohh really? That sounds like fun, especially working with Applejack!'

Quentin chuckled. "Yeah it is. Doing all that apple bucking doesn't feel like work when I'm with her.'' Quentin smiled as he thought about the farm pony. It wasn't until he stepped on a twig and its snapping sound snapped him out of it.

"Well how about you Derpy? How are things going at the post office?'' Derpy smiled at her new friend.

"Things couldn't be better than ever! I'm glad I finally found something that I'm actually good at. I mean I still get lost every now and then, but I still love my job!'' The thought of a mail pony that should know her route backwards would still get lost occasionally was actually amusing, like yesterday for instant. Quentin chuckled and shook his head.

"Well that's great to hear Derpy,'' he said, patting her back. "And thanks again for that blueberry muffin, it was delicious.''

"You really liked the muffin I made?!'' Derpy asked hopefully.

He nodded. "Best muffin I've ever had. I'm surprised that your cutie mark isn't a muffin,'' Quentin smirked, cocking an eyebrow.

Derpy giggled. "If you want, I can make you a batch of muffins. I'm trying a new recipe I thought of. I call it, all berry muffins.''

Quentin scrunched his face a little. "All berry muffins?'' he asked slowly.

Derpy nodded happily. "Uh-huh, they're muffins that has every kind of berry in them. Now ponies won't need to choose what flavor they want, they could have all of them at once!''

The earth pony stared at Derpy, who smiled proudly at her ideology. Quentin finally let out a laugh. "You know, I've never even thought about that. That's a good plan Derpy.''

Derpy laughed in delight, but stopped when her eyes fell on his flanks. "Hey Quentin, where's your cutie mark?'' she asked, hovering behind him next to his bare flanks.

"Uhhh my cutie mark?'' Quentin asked nervously.

So far, the only ponies that knew that Quentin was from a different world were the Mane 6, Spike, and Zecora, and he wanted to keep the numbers to a minimum.

"Yeah, you don't have a cutie mark. Normally only little fillies and colts don't have cutie marks,'' Derpy said, checking all over Quentin's rear with a confused look on her face, her eyes becoming walled.

The stallion scratched the back of his head, trying to come up with an answer. "Yeah...well...I'm a special case,'' Quentin laughed nervously.

Derpy looked at him...sort of, as she listened.

"I don't know why, but I've never seem to be able to get my mark. I know it's weird but, that's the best I could explain it.''

Derpy just at him blankly before Quentin finally spoke. "Funny, I was kinda expecting you to start laughing or something.''

Derpy just blinked a few times before landing on the ground, her face falling slightly. "Why would I do that?'' she asked." You didn't laugh when I flew into that pole yesterday, or when I headed east not west.''

Quentin was a little surprised at her answer. It was true, he didn't laugh at her misfortunes, was he really expecting her to laugh at his. Quentin looked down a bit embarrassed. "Oh, well I don't know. I guess where I'm from...I was laughed at for being a grown ma- I mean pony and not have a cutie mark.''

Derpy looked at me for a moment before smiling. "Don't worry Quentin. I would never laugh at you. You're my friend and friends don't laugh at other friends, right?'' Derpy inquired, putting a forearm around Quentin's shoulder.

Quentin looked at Derpy a little impressed, surprised what she just told him. A slow smile came across the young stallion's face. "Y-Yeah Derpy, we are friends,'' he smiled, putting an arm around her.

Derpy beamed, "And since your my friend, I'm going to make you a dozen of my all berry muffins!''

"That would be great Derpy. I can't wait to try them,'' Quentin laughed.

A few moments passed and Derpy started to hover again. "Gee, I better get to work. I don't want to be late again,'' she said with a slightly worrisome look. Quentin nodded understandingly.

"Yeah, and I better head back to Sweet Apple Acres. I don't want to keep Applejack waiting. Take care Derpy.''

Derpy responded by giving him a warm embrace. It took Quentin quite by surprise and he blinked blankly a few times. "I will. See ya later Quentin, I hope we can talk later,'' Derpy said whilst hugging Quentin.

Quentin smiled warmly as he returned the hug. "Of course Derpy, after all we are buddies.'' Derpy smiled and nodded happily.

She flew high into the air and waved at her friend. After waving back, she flew off in the opposite direction, flying at a zig zag pattern. Quentin chuckled and shook his head. "Derpy is a trip,'' Quentin whispered to himself, but smiled warmly as he found a new appreciation for the Pegasus.

Quentin returned to the farm where he met with Applejack. True to her word, she still didn't have her brown Stetson hat on. She really did look a lot better without it. Quentin even thought if any of the other stallions ever approached her about her beauty, but he figured not to pry into her private life. Applejack, Big Mac, and Quentin went about doing various chores throughout the farm. Big Mac's jobs included moving hay bales, pulling loaded wagons, and of course his usual plowing through the soil. Quentin helped Applejack moved large, heavy bags into their cellar, chopped some wood, and painted their fence.

The two enjoyed happy conversation, joking and laughing, and just getting closer as friends. It was about noon, when Applejack, Big Mac, and Quentin sat together under a shady apple tree, resting from their work.

"Whew. It's warmer than a hickory log in a fireplace today!'' Applejack sighed, wiping some sweat from under her bang.

"Eeyup,'' Big Mac replied, he too whipping off some sweat.

"Yeah tell my about it. But it's a good thing you guys have a lot of shady trees around her,'' Quentin said as sweat trickled down his face.

"Well this is an apple orchard Quentin. Where else would apples come from, the ground?'' Applejack joked.

The three shared a laugh, enjoying the shade. The have been working since eight and it seemed to be a slow day on the farm. "Well I think that'll do fer now,'' Applejack announced, standing up.

"Eeyup,'' Big Mac agreed, stretching his legs.

Applejack turned to Quentin. "How bot we get washed up and see what our friends are up to?''

Quentin smiled and nodded. "Sounds great to me. But I'll head back to the house in a bit. I think I'll stay put for just a little bit longer.''

Applejack nodded with a smile. "Alrighty Quentin. We'll jus' meet ya back at the house.''

"Eeyup,'' Big Mac smiled softly with his calm, half shut eyes.

The two farm ponies left and headed back towards the house. Quentin laid against a tree, a refreshing breeze blew against his body and rustled the leaves.

"God that was nice,'' he sighed, closing his eyes.

After about ten minutes, the human turned stallion decided to head back to the house to shower. He got up and started to walk towards the barn house when a path caught his interest. "Hmm, I never really noticed this before,'' Quentin thought curiously.

Quentin decided to see where the path leads. He walked along the apple orchards, the sweet smell of the apples filling his nostrils. He followed the path deeper into the orchard until he came to a clearing and his eyed widened a bit at what he saw.

"Well hello, what have we here?'' Quentin asked himself.

Quentin was looking at a fairly cute tree house in one of the apple trees. On the ground was a ramp that led to another ramp that which in turn led to a golden brown, wooden deck. Nested firmly on the deck was the tree house. The house was of a light, pinkish red with a hint of white and the roof was of a dark burgundy.

Quentin looked at the tree house impressed. "Gotta admit, that is one nice looking tree house,'' he commented with a slight smirk, walking up to the first ramp.

His right ear twitched as he heard voices coming from the tree house. As quietly as he could, Quentin carefully walked up the ramps and onto the deck. He walked around to the window and peeked in and saw that the voices were coming from Apple Bloom and her friends Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle, huddled together in the center. The earth pony smiled as he watched them go about their business.

"Alright yall, any ideas on what we could try ta earn our cutie marks in?'' Apple Bloom asked the other two.

Scootaloo rubbed her hoof against her head as she thought. "Hmmm, oh. How about we try tiger taming?!'' she asked excitedly.

Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle gave each other uncertain looks before looking at the Pegasus filly "Yeah we could try that...it we wanted to be cat food!'' Sweetie Belle retorted uneasily.

Scootaloo frowned in defeat but then suddenly lit up.

"I know! We can do extreme waterfall surfing!'' Scootaloo suggested with determination.

"Umm that sounds a little TOO extreme,'' Sweetie Belle said with a fearful, uncertain gaze.

Scootaloo rolled her eyes. "Well duh. That why I said EXTREME waterfall surfing!''

Quentin blinked a few times before chuckling to himself. "Tiger taming? Waterfall surfing? What's next?'' he asked himself.

Apparently Apple Bloom heard his chuckling, for she look up out of her thought and saw Quentin at the window. "Quentin!'' Apple Bloom exclaimed happily as she ran to the window.

Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo saw Quentin and they too beamed and ran to the window. "Hey girls!'' the friendly stallion greeted.

The three ran out the door and to Quentin and Apple Bloom leaped and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Howdy Quentin. What brings ya here?'' Apple Bloom asked brightly.

Quentin smiled. "Well I was heading back to the house when I followed the path her to this awesome tree house,'' he responded, patting her head and causing her to giggle.

"You like it really?'' Scootaloo asked, beaming.

Quentin chuckled, ''Yep, the best one I've ever seen.''

Apple Bloom grinned. "Thanks, I built it myself.''

He cocked an eyebrow, looking unconvinced. "You built this...all by yourself?''

Sweetie Belle smiled and nodded. "Yep she sure did. Even we didn't believe it when we first saw it.'' Quentin gazed at the little farm filly impressed and she blushed.

"Well it was already built. It used ta be Applejack's, but she grew out of' it and gave it ta us. It was in pretty bad condition, so I fix it up.''

I laughed while rubbing the top of her head. "Wow Apple Bloom I must say, that's impressive. You're quite the carpenter.''

They shared a laugh and the three invited the stallion into their tree house. It was a cute little place. In the corner was a small table with a blue vase of flowers on its surface, with a picture on the wall above it. On the other side of the house was a brown podium with a stool behind it. There were a few colored pictures that decorated the walls. Quentin sat down on his haunches in the center of the house with the three fillies sitting in front of him.

"Quentin, we told everypony in our class how you beat that chimera the other day!'' Scootaloo said, a bright smile on her face.

"Oh that story again?'' Quentin laughed sheepishly and the three fillies nodded.

"Yeah, everypony at school keeps talking about it!'' Sweetie Belle said, putting a hoof on his leg. "Oh we've even made a poster about it!''

"Really, a poster...about me?'' Quentin asked, a bit surprised.

"We sure did. We'll show ya!'' Apple Bloom smiled.

She went to nearby table and took a large, rolled up piece of paper in her mouth and brought it back to the others. The three little ponies unrolled it to reveal a rather well drawn picture of the beaten chimera on the ground. The beast amusingly had X's for eyes with their tongues hanging out. Standing victoriously on top of the chimera was a rather muscular brown pony with a black, flowing mane of dreadlocks with a cape flowing in the breeze, taking a pose as if he was a superhero.

"And who is this supposed to be?'' Quentin chuckled while gazing at the drawing amused.

"That's you silly!'' Apple Bloom giggled.

He chuckled again, looking at the picture. "I look like a superhero. That may be a bit much.''

The three fillies frowned slightly. "Well...what you did WAS pretty super,'' Sweetie Belle said.

Scootaloo nodded. "Yeah, I bet that your cutie mark is about monster kill-'' but she stop in mid-sentence, after looking around at Quentin's flank to see that no cutie mark was there." Hey, where's your cutie mark?'' Scootaloo asked, looking perplexed.

This caused Quentin to sigh in slight agitation as Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle started to look. "Yeah I don't see one over here too,'' Apple Bloom said, searching Quentin's left flank.

"But I thought all adult ponies have cutie marks?'' Sweetie Belle asked innocently.

She and the other two looked at the stallion for an explanation. Quentin chuckled sheepishly. "Yeah, well let's just say I'm a special case,'' he replied, giving the same story he gave to Derpy.

Quentin didn't know what reaction to expect from the girls, who just looked at him with blank, shocked faces. "Ya mean, ya don't have a cutie mark?'' Apple Bloom asked. Quentin nodded cautiously, preparing for a barrage of questions.

But to his surprise, the three's faces lit up as they squealed. "That means you can be a Cutie Mark Crusader!'' they exclaimed in unison.

Quentin blinked dumbly a few times. "I can be a what?''

"A Cutie Mark Crusader!'' Sweetie Belle smiled. "It's the name of our secret club.''

"Yeah, only ponies that doesn't have their cutie marks can join. We team up to see what special skills we might have to get our cutie marks!'' Scootaloo added excitedly.

Quentin looked at them with a slightly amazed expression. "Ohh, so that's what those suggestions about tiger taming and waterfall surfing was about.''

The three nodded as Apple Bloom spoke. "Uh-huh an' now, we've found a brand new pony ta join our club!'

Quentin widened his eyes and waved his hooves in front of him. "Oh no, you girls wouldn't want me in your club,'' he refused.

"Sure we do. You don't have a cutie mark like us, so why wouldn't you want to join?'' Sweetie Belle asked enthusiastically.

Quentin tried to think of an excuse. "Well...you see. I'm working on the farm now. Work like that tends to be long and tiring, so I wouldn't be able to come to meetings that often.''

The three fillies' faces fell sadly. "Aw c'mon Quentin. You have to join. We're the only ones in our class that doesn't have cutie marks. We have to stick together!'' Scootaloo pleaded.

Quentin was still a bit hesitant, as he looked at them sadly. "Oh, I'm sorry girls, but-'' he began but was cut off by Apple Bloom.

"Please Quentin?'' Apple Bloom pleaded sadly.

The three girls were looking at the stallion with big, sad, soulful eyes. Quentin opened his mouth to object, but seeing their pleading eyes, he didn't stand a chance. Quentin was a sucker for those kinds of displays. He finally sighed in defeat.

"Fine, ok. You win.''

Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo exclaimed happily, bouncing around Quentin. He couldn't help but chuckle at the display. They finally stopped in front of him and beamed. "Great, now that you're our newest member, you get the official Cutie Mark Crusader's cape!'' Scootaloo announced happily.

Quentin chuckled. "Capes? That's much better then club jackets,'' he muttered playfully.

"Wait here, I'll getcha one!'' Sweetie Belle smiled and went over to a chest in the corner. She opened it and took out dark red cape with a blue patch with a yellow-shaped pony in the center. She trotted over to the newest member and presented the garment.

"Quentin, it is my pleasure to present you with your very own official CMC cape!'' Sweetie Belle announced with a bright smile.

Quentin smiled gratefully, but frowned a bit. "Thanks girls, but I think it might be just a teeny bit small for me.''

It was true, as he wrapped it around his neck and it couldn't even reach around the sides. "He's right. It's way too small,'' Apple Bloom said, observing the cape. Sweetie Belle thought, and her face lit with an idea. "Oh, I've got it!''

She took the cape and went over to a shelf and took a roll of fabric the same color as the cape. With some scissors, she cut some of the fabric and with a thread, carefully stitched the cut piece of fabric onto the cape. With her work done, she trotted happily back to Quentin.

"Let's see how it fits now!'' she smiled.

Quentin took the cape and tried to wrapping around his neck and to his surprise the ends wrapped nicely around. Honesty with his pendant hanging down to his chest, Quentin felt like Superman, with the longer cape the followed him along the ground. He smiled. "Nice, this is MUCH better!'' Quentin said, standing up and admiring the cape.

The three fillies squealed with joy. "This is gonna be so awesome!'' Scootaloo squealed. The human looked at the tomboyish filly and smirked. When she said that, she immediate reminded him of Rainbow Dash.

"Then it's official!'' Sweetie Belle declared and she ran to the podium and stood on top of the stool and looked over onto them.

Apple Bloom and Scootaloo looked at each other and nodded and they went over and each stood at one side of the podium.

"Quentin, please step forward,'' Apple Bloom directed, with a slightly serious yet cute face and tone.

Quentin smirked as he knew this was some sort of initiation. He did what he was told and stood in front of the three.

"We, the Cutie Mark Crusaders, elect Quentin to join us as a brother, friend, confi-um confidunt, ummm-'' Sweetie Belle stammered, trying to figure out the word. Quentin chuckled, finder her slight ignorance cute.

"I think the word is 'confidante', Sweetie Belle'' he said.

Sweetie Belle smiled and nodded. "Yeah that, thanks. Ahem. Ally and fellow Cutie Mark Crusader! You are solemnly sworn in on this day, in witness of your fellow sisters, friends, confidente…ummm.'' Apple Bloom and Scootlaoo groaned as she struggled with the word again.

Sweetie Belle frowned at them. "Well you wrote the speech, SCOOTALOO!''

Scootaloo giggled sheepishly. "Oh yeah. I gotta remember to revise that.''

Quentin laughed and shook his head.

Apple Bloom coughed. "Well anyway-'' "Congratulations!'' Sweetie Belle finished happily. "You're a CMC!''

The three fillies cheered. Quentin laughed. He knew this was a kids club, but he couldn't help feel honored to be part of them. After a little conversation. The stallion decided it's time to head back. "Well girls, I told Applejack I'd meet her back at the house. I'll see you later ok?''

The three fillies smiled and nodded. "Bye Quentin, next time ya can help us think of suggestions we could try to get our cutie marks!'' Apple Bloom said as she hugged him.

"Sounds like a plane,'' he chuckled.

Quentin then hugged Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo and said their goodbyes. He walked out of the house and down the ramps and onto the path as he headed back to the house. Quentin looked at the cape and chuckled. "I do make this thing look good do I?'' he said, flicking the cape.

Quentin finally made it back to the house. Inside, he went up the stairs where he met Applejack in the hallway. "Howdy Quentin. Bout time ya-what in tarnation is that?!'' Applejack asked loudly.

"What?'' Quentin asked dumbly, looking at where she was pointing and chuckled nervously, blushing a bit. "Oh yeah...it's an official Cutie Mark Crusaders cape. Apple Bloom and her friends gave it to me, since they made me a member.''

Applejack looked at him in shock, but then burst out laughing. "Really, a member? Aren't ya a bit too old ta be part of a kids club?''

Quentin shrugged and gave her an 'I know right?' look. "Hey you're telling me. I tried to refuse but then they looked at me with these big, sad eyes and...I didn't stand a chance!''

Applejack chuckled and walked towards him. "Well that's mighty fine an' dandy ta me. Besides, ya look cuter than a newborn foal with that cape on,'' she smiled, stroking the hem of her friend's cape.

Quentin's face heated up at her comment and he looked away shyly. "Plus, I think it'll do them some good having a man in their ranks.''

"Yeah, I'm surprised I'm the only boy in the group. You'd think there'd be young boys with no cutie marks,'' Quentin chuckled.

"I hear ya. An' maybe ya can keep the girls from doin' anything too stupid?'' Applejack smirked.

Quentin gave her a bemused look. "No argument there. They suggested to try tiger taming for a cutie mark of all things!''

The two both shared a laughed.

"Oh before I forget,'' Applejack said and she left back to her room. Quentin had a confused look on his face as she came back with a small brown pouch in her mouth. "Here ya go sugarcube,'' Applejack smiled, handing her friend the pouch.

In his hoof, Quentin shook it a little, hearing and feeling the sound of coins. "What's this for?'' Quentin asked.

Applejack grinned. "Payday of course. 20 bits, good enough fer the hard work ya did these past few days.''

Quentin was about to object, but then realized that he was her employee, for Quentin was now working here. He smiled at the farm pony and nodded in appreciation. "Thanks AJ,'' was all he could say. Applejack smiled and nodded. "Thank ya fer helpin' us out pardner.''

Quentin and Applejack decided that they should hurry and get ready to meet their friends and Quentin went to his room and placed the cape, my pouch of money, and his pendant safely in the dresser. The human then went to the bathroom, took a quick bath, and went downstairs, pendant in tow to meet Applejack.

"Now let's go see what the others are into today,'' Applejack suggested.

"Sounds good to me,'' Quentin nodded.

As the two headed out Sweet Apple Acres, they saw Spike running at breakneck speed towards them. Thy looked at the little dragon quizzically as he ran up to them. "Applejack...Quentin!'' Spike breathed in between breaths.

"Fer Pete's sakes sugarcube, what is it?'' Applejack asked, a hint of concern in her voice.

"Yeah Spike what's up?'' Quentin asked.

Spike caught his breath before speaking. "Twilight sent me to tell you two to come to her place, at once!''

"Why, is something wrong?'' Quentin asked, concerned for the unicorn's wellbeing.

Spike took another deep breath and spoke. "It's Shining Armor and Princess Cadence...they're at Canterlot. They just arrived!'