Twilight’s body flew through the air at a slow pace but her mind raced like never before. She was in a trance and was simply following her instinctual route back home. The hivemind’s library of information, The Matrix, was left mostly open to her by Blossom. The information she found inside seemed more and more incredible the more she studied it. The ramifications of what she found were insane, creepy, disturbing as she learned more about how the hivemind worked and her predicament. Her stomach twisted into knots, dread, glee, excitement, fear. These and other emotions chaotically came and left her mind. Her mind. Was it even her mind anymore? Was she some slave or subordinate node in this hivemind she was assimilated into? Never to be free and independent again? Did Twilight Sparkle die the moment she was consumed? Was Blossom reading her traitorous thoughts right now?

Twilight felt nauseous but took a deep breath, using the breathing exercise Cadence taught her so long ago. Calm down. You need to think through this rationally. Based on what she knew, correction, what she thought she knew, Blossomforth genuinely cared about her and was a benevolent dictator. However, for all she knew, Blossomforth could be manipulating her mind to think this way, interrupting her flow of logic and rewiring her mind as she thought. Blossomforth could even freeze her brain’s processes, rewire them and turn them back on without her even noticing a thing.

Twilight shivered, she was starting to feel nauseous again. She seemed to be spiraling out of control. She did her breathing exercise again, this time just a bit more slowly. Once again, she needed to calm down and think rationally with the information she knew. She was starting to seem to herself more and more paranoid. She just had to let go of what she couldn’t control and focus on what she could, there was simply no use in worrying about things out of her control.

So, what did she know? It seemed unlikely that Blossom would leave this trove of information open to her if she didn’t trust her. Or perhaps Blossom had not fully explored it yet. Moreover, Blossomforth had granted her brain the interfaces and the authority to alter her own flesh using the techniques found in the matrix.

Based on what she learned, it seemed that Blossomforth wasn’t really dependent on a conventional brain to think. The brain was there to provide her with conventional pony instincts/reflexes/nervous system. However, if her pony brain or even her body were to be destroyed, the core of her personality and memory, including skills and bodily memory/structure would still be redundantly distributed through the flesh she assimilated. She could recreate her body from proteins and cells with a reasonable accuracy to the original. It was a pretty robust system to preserve the integrity of the core of the hivemind.

Twilight’s brain was still a brain. Simple compared to the monstrosity Blossomforth’s mind had become. It wasn’t redundant and it wasn’t really merged into the hivemind although her brain was granted access to some of the hivemind’s stores of information and to some of the interfaces used to express biological blueprints with her now exotic alien flesh.

Twilight had to be careful when mutating her body. If she did something to screw up her nervous system she might end up paralyzed and have to figure out how to fix herself. If she did something worse then she might even have to wait for Blossomforth to notice and piece her back together.

Twilight landed in front of her tree house library. Her mind was still racing a million miles an hour. As she walked to the door she gasped. She had forgotten about her male equipment. It felt so strange to feel it rub against her leg as she walked. Twilight blushed and lowered her tail to better hide her sensitive and embarrassing predicament. She lifted her hind hoof up and with the top of her canon bone she felt one of her testicles and lifted it slightly. Twilight shuddered. No, she couldn’t afford to become horny again. She had a responsibility. She put her hind hoof down firmly. No more ball fondling, it was time for business.

Twilight strode up to her door and slammed the door open.

“Spike!”

A yelp was heard upstairs followed by some awkward scuffling and Spike appeared at the stair’s railing above.

“Yes, Twilight?”

Twilight smiled at her assistant but it was short lived. Her current situation was serious and she needed to take action quickly. What she did now may have far reaching consequences to the future of Equestria. She strode over to the door to the basement and stuck her flank inside the door to hide her ‘equipment’.

“I’m going to be downstairs in the lab. I’m going to be doing some important but sensitive work and I need some privacy while I do it. It’s some very sensitive research I’m doing. Do you think you can do me a favor and give me some time alone down there? Just knock and call down to me if you need me.”

Spike raised an eyebrow. “What are you going to be working on?”

Twilight huffed. “It’s a secret. You’ll probably find out soon enough anyway so please just leave me alone for a bit, alright?”

Spike was a little surprised but he shrugged his shoulders. “Alright, no problem, Twilight. I guess I’ll just be upstairs reading some comic books. Also, I’ll be going over to Big Mac’s tonight to play some O&O.”

Twilight was already starting to go downstairs but she stuck her head back out. “Just don’t stay up too late, ok? It’s not good for a growing dragon to mess up his sleeping rhythm too much.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know.” Spike started to climb the stairs but Twilight interrupted him. She just remembered.

“When are you leaving? I might have something for you to do before you go.”

“Oh, I’d say about an hour from now.”

“Okay, perfect! I might come by before then to give you something. Also, Spike, remember to have fun. I love you, alright?” Twilight’s eyes were shimmering. With all these strange new developments, perhaps it would be a good idea to express herself.

Spike blushed just a little. “Thanks, mo- Twilight.” His blush deepened and he hurried up the stairs, hiding his embarrassed face at his slip. Twilight smiled widely, there was a small hint of hidden worriedness in her face as Spike disappeared up the stairs. She felt a flutter of emotion, he really did feel like a son to her and she loved him very much. Twilight closed the door behind herself and descended to her lab.

Twilight looked over the familiar contraptions and scientific equipment she had down here. She wanted to continue to explore her body and the endless possibilities of being a shapeshifter. The desire to just stop and conduct experiments was almost overwhelming. Also, the scent of that damn penis that Blossom gave her forced her to constantly resist the urge to bend over her now very flexible, athletic and sexy body and fellat- Deep breaths, Twilight. Now was not the time to fall to temptation. There we go, she calmed down and felt her second horn ever so slowly slide back into its sheath. Twilight bit her lip. If she got out of this in one piece, being a shapeshifter would be such a wonderful thing. Despite her desire to touch and feel her new penis for scientific purposes, there were more pressing matters.

Twilight probed the hivemind. It was like a strange new sense but her brilliant mind had adapted quickly to it and organized the information she found. She carefully probed, and she was able to glean vague information about Blossomforth’s emotions. Was this an oversight in how Blossom designed her access to hivemind data? It seemed that Blossom was still “occupied”. Perfect. This was her best and possibly only chance. Twilight didn’t know if Blossomforth just hadn’t learned how to fully utilize her hivemind but if she did then it wouldn’t be hard for Blossom to have Twilight’s mind monitored 24/7. Twilight learned this through the Matrix’s information. Was Blossom just lazy? Overconfident? Perhaps Twilight’s mind was already compromised and monitored but she had to try. She had a duty to Equestria first and foremost. Blossomforth was powerful but she didn’t seem to be evil or a control freak so perhaps she had a chance.

Twilight picked up two quills and two pieces of scroll paper. On one paper she scribbled patterns and calculations to encrypt a message, on the other she wrote an encoded message. Her eyes shone as she completed the complicated task. Her face became pursed with concentration, her jaw was set at the seriousness of the task she was completing. The only intelligible words were the ones at the top, the text read: Encryption method: Twilight Sparkle, Alpha. After about ten minutes she was finally done. She prepared her personal magical seal, issued to her by the equestrian royal military. The encryption method was one that was discovered after close magical study of Anon’s phone device. A method of encryption that humans used. Public key encryption. It was a method to encrypt a message in such a way that only the person with the private key could have encrypted the message. The “public key” was required to decrypt the message and could confirm the identity of the encryptor assuming the encryptor is the only one with the private key. Her “public key” was registered in the military’s new secretive cryptographic agency. It was a relatively new technology but it was very useful, especially in a time like this.

Twilight sealed the encrypted scroll with her personal wax seal, bound by magic. She picked up the other piece of paper. It glowed in her magic. It was full of cryptographic calculations. She promptly burnt it with her magic. Ashes fell on the table. Twilight felt nauseous. She had limited time now, if Blossom was paying attention then she would soon figure out what she was doing. However, there was no change in Blossomforth’s emotions.

Twilight grimaced, no matter what happened now there would be big consequences for the future of Equestria. As soon as she sent the scroll, things would occur that could not be undone. She needed to do it now while Blossomforth was distracted with sex.

Twilight quickly trotted up the stairs, into the lobby and up more stairs until she was in front of Spike's room. She knocked and Spike answered, opening the door to his room.

“What’s up, Twi?” He looked at the scroll floating in her magic. “Got something for me?”

She smiled warmly and floated the sealed scroll into his claws. “I need you to send this to Celestia right away. It’s very important.”

Spike curiously looked at the scroll and noticed the odd seal. He shrugged and blew his magical dragon fire onto the scroll. It disintegrated and quickly wisped away.

Twilight smirked at his curious expression but then she sighed, relieved that the message was sent. Blossomforth couldn’t stop it now. Her sigh also interrupted what she knew was a question forming on Spike’s lips. “Don’t worry, you’ll find out what that is soon enough. I just need to prepare a few things. Don’t worry for now and have fun with your game night!”

Twilight ruffled his spikes with her magic and lowered her head to give him a peck on the cheek, smiling. Spike blushed. “Alright, Twilight, thanks!”

Twilight turned away and awkwardly tucked her tail downwards, remembering that she needed to conceal herself. She almost tripped down the stairs as she panickedly concealed her testicles. Thankfully Spike didn’t seem to notice as he closed his door. Twilight scurried into the stairs that headed down into the basement. She heard Spike climb down the stairs and leave the treehouse, she watched through the door crack as he closed the door behind him.

Twilight sighed and closed the basement door behind her and descended into her lab. Perhaps it was a bit selfish on her part but she didn’t want him to be involved. It was too much to deal with at once, perhaps it was better that he be kept ignorant and happy, playing O&O with his friends. Twilight reached the bottom of the stairs and stood still. Her lab was fairly well lit but it was extremely quiet. She could hear her heart beating and the sound of her slow breaths. She didn’t quite know what she wanted to do next. The sheer number of possibilities made her freeze with indecision. This first contact with this alien… Biotech? Shapeshifting? Lifecrafting? Well, whatever it was, this would probably be one of the most pivotal events in history and before she could even think about it too long she set the event in motion. As much as she wanted to trust Blossom, her duty was to her ponies first. She was afraid if she hesitated she wouldn’t go through with it or Blossom would find out and stop her.

Twilight gasped. She felt a sudden and strong disturbance of magic. A warm and powerful magic, probably a long range teleport. The kind that usually required an alicorn or powerful mage to perform. She had acted quickly, quicker than Twilight had anticipated. It made sense, she supposed. Utilizing the asymmetric encryption meant that the message was either certified to have come from Twilight or it meant that someone had managed to gain access to Twilight’s encryption code and impersonated her. Both serious possibilities that required an immediate response.

Twilight took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She thought she would have a few more minutes to think but it seemed now that it was one thing after the other. She briskly turned around and trotted up the stairs. As she opened the door to her library lobby her eyes were assaulted by a glowing golden light.

Oh no. In front of Twilight standing in the middle of the lobby was Celestia flanked by two of her guards. The guards had serious looks on their faces and each had a pike in their magic. Celestia seemed to mysteriously emanate sunny light and her horn shone radiant gold. Her face was serene, without expression but her eyes were sharp. Celestia was naked of her usual formal torc, tiara, and shoes missing from her beautiful white body.

“Celestia!” Twilight blurted. “I told you not to come! It’s too risky!” Twilight backed away, but Celestia only stepped forward.

“Twilight, my child. Whatever this is, I’m sure that we can get through it together.” Celestia’s serene expression broke to be replaced with one of worry but she stopped stepping closer to Twilight. Twilight was breathing heavily.

Twilight grit her teeth. “Princess… I guess I just wanted to try and give you a chance to understand a little about what was happening before you jumped in. I didn’t really get that chance myself.”

Celestia looked slightly puzzled but she stood back as instructed.

“You didn’t read my whole letter, did you?” Twilight said.

Celestia hesitated but then she bowed her head slightly. “I did not, I’m sorry Twilight. I thought it would be better if I came quickly. After decryption, I read some of it, I scanned most of the rest and teleported with my two guards.”

Twilight groaned with weary exasperation. “Oh Princess, you don’t know the gravity of this situation. This is a doozy, as Pinkie would put it, of worldwide scale or perhaps even galactic! We’ll be lucky if the world stays the same after what’s about to happen. Perhaps it was foolish of me to think that I could do anything to control it, really. To be quite frank, things may be out of my or perhaps even your hooves by this point.”

Celestia studied Twilight quietly as her ghostly mane blew in a non-existent wind. “If what you said is true then perhaps we should proceed with haste. To begin I must ask, what did I tell you that sent you on your way to become an element bearer and save my sister?”

Twilight sighed, Celestia was testing her to see if her identity was legitimate. “You told me that I needed to go to Ponyville and make some friends.”

“That is correct.” Celestia’s brow furrowed again and she frowned pensively. “Well, Twilight, I suppose you better tell me what’s going on. So far I haven’t been able to put it together which, frankly, is a bit surprising.”

Twilight concentrated for a moment to put her thoughts together. “Okay, I’m going to make my explanation as brief as I possibly can. This situation could become quite delicate at any moment. Blossomforth, a local resident and weather pony, seems to have fused to an alien life form originating from some distant galaxy. The form of life seems to be so advanced that it resembles some new form of magic. She has the ability to reshape her flesh into seemingly any biological design saved in her matrix of information storage, limited only by the amount of biomass available. Even more disturbing, she has a hivemind which allows her to control multiple bodies at once and can effectively infect and assimilate other less advanced life forms into her hivemind’s influence, effectively controlling the chemistry of any body her hivemind has infected.”

“From what I have been able to discern, Blossomforth is a good pony, altruistic and kind. However, she is affected by some instincts she inherited from her alien fusion. She doesn’t seem to be power hungry but seems to react a bit poorly if she perceives a threat.” Twilight stuttered but recovered quickly. ”P-Perhaps she’s getting a bit more assertive and confident now that she has this new power at her disposal. She doesn’t seem to be domineering, judging by what she could have done by now.”

Twilight had been staring to the side of Celestia while she gave her explanation but her eyes went back to meet Celestia’s. She was dreading this part. “Princess, I’ve been infected.” Celestia’s lips tightened at that statement. “However, I believe that I have developed some trust with Blossom. I think she is distracted at the moment which is why I chose to contact you but she could be listening through my own eyes and ears at any time. She has allowed me to control my own body but she can take control back at any time. I suppose at this point you may need to treat me as compromised.”

“I’m not sure what to do. If you were trying to think of containing her, I think her influence has probably expanded enough to make a magical barrier infeasible. I-I guess I wanted to try and become friends with her and strengthen that bond but my duty to you, our ponies, our nation is more important. Remember that Blossom can turn aggressive if she perceives a threat. I hope I made the right decision by coming to you without talking to her and didn't ruin what could have been a friendly relationship.”

Don’t worry, Twilight, I’m not angry or anything like that, and I’ll never force you to do anything if I can help it. …Yes, I spied on you, I’m sorry, I tried to kind of give you some space but I couldn’t help but peek and check up on you. I feel like I still owe you a debt for infecting you without your permission. I do want our friendship to grow. Also, I want to cooperate with the Princess but unfortunately I’m not willing to surrender all my mass into containment. I won’t spread out any more than necessary to ensure redundancy, I don’t want to enslave ponies but I do want my own freedom. I-I wasn’t quite ready for this development but I’ll be over there soon.

Blossomforth transmitted her message telepathically in the space of a few seconds, much faster than it would take someone to say aloud. Twilight jumped slightly, but then she half smiled half grimaced in a weary and apologetic way, her shoulders sagging.

Celestia’s eyes tightened, the only indication that she was angry. “This is a lot to take in, were you attacked? How were you infected?”

“No-” Twilight sighed. “Yes- It’s complicated. Her viral enzymes are inside me now, she infected me without permission. I guess she saw it as preemptive self defense, at that time she had little to no defense against magic. It caused her alien instincts of self preservation to react. She has treated me respectfully for the most part. I’m hopeful that our friendship can grow and we can unlock the secrets of biology together. She hasn’t given me a reason not to trust her but the alternative is not a good one.”

“Also, It seems that she already knows you’re here, she sent me a telepathic message implying that she has been watching. I don’t think we’ll be able to contain her even if we want to, she claims to have spread her bodies to prevent containment. She seems confident which means in my opinion she is unlikely to become aggressive.” Twilight sighed as if this fact lifted a weight off her shoulders, more messages from Blossom flowed into her mind. “She says that she’s willing to talk whenever you want and she is happy to submit one of her bodies for examination at your lab or to be interviewed.”

Twilight looked up at Celestia. Celestia still seemed to be trying to process what she had heard. “So do you believe me or do you think I’ve gone insane? Blossom and I can show you a demonstration if you are skeptical.”

Celestia stayed stoically still for a few long moments. “Frankly, I am having trouble fully understanding what you said. But I’ll summarize by saying that you believe that Blossomforth has been imbibed with some revolutionary alien biology and has infected you with this biology?”

“Well, yes, that is more or less correct.” Twilight ruffled her wings nervously.

Celestia studied Twilight. “Hmm, I suppose I will need to see a demonstration of this biology. At this point I’m a skeptic. I am worried about you Twilight. Whatever is happening, this is a very serious situation.”

Twilight nodded solemly. “That is a reasonable view. I can give you a small demonstration now but it might be better if Blossomforth showed you some of the more, eh, transformative features of her biology. My brain and nervous system aren’t really built for that kind of thing at the moment.” Twilight stood up from her seated position. “As you know, I’m not the most athletic pony in the world but Blossomforth is. She’s known as a flexible athlete around here. After she infected me, I asked her to transform my muscles into a more athletic build as well as some of her athletic muscle memory to help my nervous system control them. Now I can do something like this.”

Twilight closed her eyes and focused on the muscle memory of a very flexible pose instinctually guided her. She kicked her left hind leg backwards until it swung upwards. With the momentum she hopped her right leg off the ground and her pelvis lifted into the air as the muscles in her back and glutes in her left leg flexed to curl her spine. She quickly did a front-split hoofstand with her legs above her head and her torso curled to keep her center of gravity balanced above her fore-hooves.

(Image shows Blossomforth but imagine Twilight in this position)

Then she slowly rotated her legs around her pelvis until she was doing a mid-air straddle split, her legs stretching to either side of her body. Her spine curled further bringing her ass closer to her head and she raised her head up a bit as her center of mass shifted. Then she brought her legs together.

Twilight flexed the muscles in her ass and in her back and curled her spine until her butt rested on top of her head.

With her flank and legs resting on top of her own head, she looked at Celestia. She couldn’t help but smile at her new athleticism. There was no way she could have done anything like this yesterday. As she felt a variety of new personal and intimate sensations in her joints, her skin folding together and in her muscles, she felt incredible power and control over her own body. She easily kept up the pose and even began talking while her butt was seated on her own head. “Isn’t this amazing! Blossomforth was able to modify my muscles into those of an athlete and she was also able to duplicate her skills as muscle memory to my nervous system. She spent years developing those skills and flexible muscle structure. She gave it to me, who has not put in the effort to become an athlete. It’s odd to feel my body folding in such strange ways but it’s also empowering. I have much more physical flexibility and strength now.” Twilight took a deep breath through her nose and exhaled while she lowered one leg behind her slowly and gracefully to the ground. Her flexible body shifted easily to gracefully keep her center of mass balanced over her forehooves on the ground and then the second leg followed.

Celestia watched Twilight’s body twist like a contortionist. It seemed like she was starting to get overwhelmed with it all, she sat down on her haunches, seeming to be more exhausted than ever. “Twilight, did I see that you now have testicles?”

Twilight’s face instantly flushed. “W-well, yes, you see it was just an experiment. It’s only temporary, I can get Blossom to turn it back to normal. I might even be able to do it myself…”

Celestia shook her head in seeming disbelief. “Incredible. Are you fertile? A fertile stallion alicorn has not existed for thousands of years. If you are fertile then perhaps our extinct race could be revived. The elements transformed you into an alicorn using the long lost magics of genetic engineering, something that I had almost forgotten existed. I have tried to produce alicorns with stallions over the years but the pegacorns that I have given birth to were never immortal.”

Twilight had turned red. “W-well, it could be possible. I would really need to consult with Blossomforth and the hivemind’s stores of information to really know for sure. She may have gotten the male genetic information from a regular stallion or perhaps there is a way to rebuild the alicorn stallion chromosomes from a mare. Her hivemind has an incredible ability to analyze genetic information and the structure of the body.”

Celestia stared at Twilight. “I hope we can trust this Blossomforth. If she is nearby, I will need to meet her immediately. If this isn’t some elaborate changeling trick then this may well turn out to be one of the most significant events in our history. I sincerely hope that we can strengthen our mutual trust and friendship. It seems that friendship may be more important than ever before.”

The immortal princess looked tired and older now. Weary, and burdened by the responsibility of protecting her ponies. No matter what the truth was, this situation would change many things and probably lead to sleepless nights. What had she done to deserve something like this? There were a great many things, ancient things. With great effort, she accessed some of her oldest memories, they flashed in her mind.

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In ancient times, a master race of alicorns hoarded the secrets of magic and alicornhood so that they could exercise their magical power and immortality as if they were gods. For millennia, alicorns worked to unlock the secrets of magic, becoming more and more advanced. Magical knowledge was a currency of power and wealth. Alicorns ruled over the lesser pony races, planning political strategies that gave fruit after multiple pony life spans. They enslaved the other lesser races through governments and with their superior knowledge of magic. Kingdoms headed by alicorns used their pony populations as fodder for warfare. This status quo lasted for ages but eventually a great many circumstances conspired to culminate in a great war.

Celestia was one of the few alicorns that held empathy for the plight of the lesser pony species. She had learned that they were created by an ancient alicorn “god” who had mastered magical genetic engineering and crafted the lesser pony species to live shorter lives and only be able to attune with a small part of the spectrum of magic that the alicorns had access to. All this so that alicorns could live lives of comfort. The secret society believed that if ponies were not so enslaved that it would lead to a new wave of innovation.

She plotted with ponies and a secret society of alicorns to prepare and use the upcoming war as a catalyst to free the lesser ponies of their enslavement. Eventually the war broke out. Alicorn kings and queens were slain, kingdoms were assimilated into other kingdoms. The secret society had some of the world’s greatest alicorn mages that had knowledge of ancient magics hoarded by each of their kingdoms. Together they were able to devise a super weapon. This weapon held the combined efforts and knowledge of all the ancient magics. Things that the kingdoms jealously guarded. The only problem was that they lacked enough power and it was almost certain that if they used it, most of them would die in the process to power it.

The war became more desperate, they were losing. In their desperation they activated the weapon and destroyed the opposing force, including the alicorns but in the process, most of the members of the secret society were transformed into pure magic. Celestia and Luna were the only surviving members and with the last of their power they sealed the wild magic into vessels that they would later call the Elements of Harmony. An imprint of the members’ magic and wills was contained within. Their desire for harmony between ponies rested within.

The war was over and the only remaining alicorns were Celestia and Luna. Much of the ancient knowledge of magic was lost including the knowledge of genetic engineering. Also, there were no more stallion alicorns so their race could no longer reproduce. There were no more alicorns with their magic and immortal lives to manipulate the little ponies. Celestia was ashamed of the destruction and blood at her hooves. In her shame she became a hermit, leaving the ponies to govern themselves. Eventually ponies wanted her knowledge and wisdom to guide them. As an immortal pony, she knew a lot of magic and was quite powerful. She eventually relented and began to guide her little ponies, she loved to see them prosper and grow. Little by little the old ways of monarchy crept in until she became a princess and then a goddess. She grew disgusted with herself, it seemed that she became the very thing she wanted to destroy. An alicorn sitting at the top of society with all the riches and power she could ever want.

At least now she had the power to create the harmonious world that the alicorns in her secret society had dreamed of for so long. A world without slavery or cruelty of those with insurmountable power.

But now, millenia later, it seemed that a mysterious new power had emerged from seemingly nowhere. Was it real or a trick? She was still skeptical. An organism that can duplicate, shapeshift, and infect with a touch, controlling all the chemistry of the flesh it consumes? As described, the power seemed godly. Was this power just randomly bestowed upon one of her ponies? What if they decided to abuse their power? It seemed ridiculous, unfair, that all her millenia of work could possibly be undone by a force of nature that randomly appeared. But when was life ever fair? It was not fair to all those ponies who were not born as an alicorn. They could not resist her or the other alicorns’ power. Perhaps it was now her turn to feel helpless. Well, if this creature wanted to try and upend her life’s work, she would fight it with everything she had.

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Celestia stared into space as she was lost in thought. Twilight looked distracted, she was communicating telepathically with Blossom. Suddenly she spoke up. “Princess, Blossomforth is arriving!”

Sure enough, the door of the library slowly creaked open. Blossomforth awkwardly shuffled inside, eyes wide at the imposing golden princess. She looked nervous and perhaps even a little frightened, she averted her eyes, quickly scanning the room. It was silent, all eyes were on her, Celestia wearily frowned in her direction, the guards looked uneasy. Blossomforth was the smallest pony in the room. Twilight looked a bit nervous. Blossomforth quickly stooped to a deep bow, lowering her shoulders to the ground, and her face bowed to the floor.

“It is an honor to meet you, Princess. I admit, I was not prepared to meet you tonight but I come in peace and with the hope of friendship.”

It's been quite a while since I've last produced a chapter. I hope I haven't become rusty or changed my style too much since last time. I think one of the main reasons why I haven't been writing more are because I've been fearful of expanding the universe and adding more characters thinking that I wouldn't be able to do it justice. The other reason is that I have been more busy with my job and been distracted a lot by discord and video games. I'm not going to claim that I'll go back to doing regular updates but I will try. Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed.