Roden lay under the shade of a tree with his eyes closed, sleeping peacefully with his backpack hidden up in the thick leaves so it couldn't be stolen while he slept. He lay with his arms behind his head against the tree trunk, his breathing slow and controlled, the two voices talking quietly to one another as to not wake their vessel. Although the topic was...unusual.

"No Zerlinda, they don't actually cause that."

"Then why do people still complain about it if they don't?"

"Some people are just a bit dense, vaccines don't cause autism, there's no evidence of this. Sure there have been studies made, but even then those scientists don't know what they're doing."

"So people that think that vaccines cause autism are just being silly?"

"Exactly, although a good number of them are just worried parents, the other side of the group though..."

"Why are we talking about this again?"

"I don't know actually...huh, how did this conversation start?"

"I see you two are still trying to keep yourselves entertained." Roden said tiredly as he sat up after finishing his power nap. "What's the subject this time?"

"Vaccines."

"Oh, forget I asked then." After stretching for a bit Roden reached up and grabbed his backpack filled with his art supplies. "Alright. Let's go find a good place to set up."

As he started walking out of the park he noticed two teens, one carrying a large fish over his shoulder. "There's something you don't see everyday." Zerlinda said surprised.

"Now I remember why I never usually leave the streets of Maretropolis." Shaking his head he continued moving onward.

Sitting down on a park bench near Canterlot High, Roden began to sketch the wooded area in front of him, making sure to catch every little detail with his pencil and page. His eyes only moved from his page momentarily to scan the wooded area again to check the finer details.

Once he was done he looked down to it, finding a perfectly drawn picture of nature. "That's another one for the nature folder." He said to himself as he tucked the drawing away safely in his backpack. With some art done he decided it would probably be a good idea to give Canterlot High a quick check seeing as he was so close to it.

As he reached the front of the school he looked up and began examining the building.

"So this is the dump we'll be going to huh? Seems cosy." Zerlinda commented.

"The structure itself looks as if it's seen better days, but it seems to still be in relatively good shape on the exterior." Added Zanny.

Roden nodded at the voices comments in agreement, seeing a few cracks in the structures walls, but no major damage and would be pretty easy to patch up or paint over. The school seemed to have a sense of normality, most other schools he had looked into went out of their way to be the absolute best but just came across as either annoying or seemed to be trying too hard and lost sense of anything fun. This place seemed to have a certain feel to it, like something interesting could happen at any given moment.

Luckily Roden liked that kind of thing, finding nothing wrong with anything random or unexpected, as it just added more excitement to his boring life.

There was another thing that made him more comfortable about joining this school, that thing being his aunts were the principal and vice principal. Smiling at the thought of seeing his family members again, Roden began to walk towards the entrance of the school.

Meanwhile

Octavia and Vinyl walked with Mise and Treble, having decided to take a stroll around the school. As they passed the school Octavia thought she saw the end of a familiar scarf before the front door of Canterlot High was closed by someone walking in.

Shaking her head she turned to Mise who was taking a swing of his flask again. "So, what do you guys wanna do now?"

"Why don't we see what everyone else is up to? I'm sure there's something crazy going in right now that we're missing." Treble suggested as he took a sip,of the Pepsi in his hand. "Ahhhh, that's the good stuff."

Vinly rolled her eyes at her boyfriend and looked to Mise. "I'm down with checking up on the guys, what about you Mise?"

"Eh, I'm fine with whatever honestly, as long as it doesn't involve Star Wars." The group shivered as they remembered when one of their friends, Soul Writer, had forced them to have a Star Wars marathon just because they hadn't seen the movies before. He essentially kept them prisoner in his house with his dog gaurding the door, not allowing them to leave until they had seen all six movies plus The Clone Wars movie, only then were they free to go. Any time someone had mentioned to Soul that they hadn't seen Star Wars he would do the same thing to them.

They all remembered when Soul had tried to force Shard into a marathon and chuckled at the memory, Soul ended up with a broken arm and a hole cut in the wall of his house that Shard had created with his sword skills. There were a few students that had some kind of combat training or a weapo of some sort. No one knew exactly how Shard had become so skilled with a blade, anytime they asked him he told them the same answer. "That's not something you need to know...ever."

"We are never going to have normal friends are we?" Mise asked, resulting in the rest of them shaking their heads.

"To be honest you and I aren't exactly normal either." Treble stated.

"Don't remind me..." Rolling her eyes Octavia continued walking, thoughts circling in her head as she looked about, Mise close behind her.

'There hasn't been anything exciting lately, I wonder what will happen next.' She thought to herself as she began to hold hands with her Irish partner. Mise smiled and kissed her on the cheek, resulting in Treble to gag slightly and for Vinyl to shoot him a glare before kissing him on the cheek, something he had no problem with.

Author's Notes:

Updates will now be getting slower after chapter five. Hope you guys are enjoying this so far.

By the way, Chrysalis, Cekestia and Luna aren't sisters in this, they're cousins. Blueblood is Rodens cousin in this as well. Yep, old Blueballs will be coming up soon, but I have a plan to make him likeable.