Tabitha was the proud leader of their family. It had come as some surprise when Razz and Spring revealed they had formed a new bond. Though it didn't involve her in a way, she was also relieved. Dom/sub just wasn't her thing, and she was happy having the two of them as roomies she was allowed to snuggle when she wanted to. That one of them was swelling with her child? A curious side benefit, perhaps?

That wouldn't be an issue for some time, at least if Spring spoke truthfully.

Of course, then there was Spring and Horpip's master. He was all smiles and was as mellow as his two students were high strung. He signed his lease even as he commented on Tabitha's body. "She did fine work," he concluded, giving Tabitha a swat across the flank. "Take it easy, Caretaker."

The building grew in population. As time went on, more ponies moved in, as did things that only seemed like ponies. It was a strange place, but, mostly, a safe one. Tabitha was the Caretaker of her beloved home, and she was happy with that title.

Sure, her tenants would get into amazing arguments at times. A holy warrior trying to 'take care' of their cthuloid tenant, or a magical experiment that gave everyone a rash. Their building was never boring to be in.

Tabitha set a picture down on her living room table. It had herself, Razz, and Spring side by side with the whole population of their insane village behind them, everyone smiling and posing.

She could see all the ponies, but those who were not had a haze of their true form. It was an insane family in some ways, but it was hers.

She was happy.

Bubbles tackled Dark to the ground, only to catch several hooves to the undercarriage and be launched across the room. Bubbles twisted in midair and came down lightly as Dark had helped train her and they came together in a great crash.

Their practice sessions often left both sore and swollen in places.

She wouldn't trade it away for the world.

Dark snuck in a quick kiss mid-wrestle and got a hoof across the snout for her effort. She'd have to focus to keep up with her mistress and lover.

Bon Bon dipped her head. "I... Thank you. You, everypony here, you helped me so much. I'm ready to resume my life." She turned towards the exit. "Things here are in good hooves."

Jim gave a pained little smile. He'd grown quite fond of Bon Bon, but theirs was not meant to be. "I hope you two are happy together."

Bon Bon nodded once before a little smile quirked into place. "We will, even if I have to drag her by the tail. Thank you, again. Jim, you're a wonderful person, and I hope you find the perfect mare someday."

"I alr--" His words were cut off as she reared up and pressed her lips to his, sealing his words before they could hurt them both.

They hugged firmly, but she pulled back eventually. "Live well."

She left.

Trap sat in the office, nervously rubbing his hooves together.

The secretary looked up from her clipboard. "Mister Trap? He's ready to see you."

Trap slid up to his hooves and nodded. "Alright..." He was nervous, so nervous. But he'd done it! His hoof pick was ready.

He marched towards the door towards the pony that could see his device replicated, packaged, and sold all across Equestria.

It was his chance to finally succeed at something.

He wouldn't waste it.

"Thank you for making time--"

A flash of light was barely seen against the bright sunny day. The newsmare nodded softly. "There are still so many secrets to you, my delectable little mare. Don't think I've given up on you."

Celestia pushed a heavy scroll away. "This is quite a report."

Luna nodded towards her. "My former agent was very thorough, and intends to continue being so. She has the situation well in hoof. I would nominate her for a reward of some variety, but we feel that would simply discourage her. I leave her in your hooves, sister. Please, take care of her."

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