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"What are you doing?"

Nothing!

Chapter XI

I pull the chord tight and then wrap it five times around the end of my traveling sack. Thanks to Luna and Celestia, the local shopkeepers were begrudgingly willing to make me one. It’s difficult to find any kind of backpack or other kinds of mobile storage devices other than saddlebags in the land of ponies. It’s especially hard to find anypony willing to help a dragon, no matter how friendly they are. To be fair though, I’m the probably the only friendly dragon around in this age. Most others are the kinds that would burn down villages for shits and giggles.

I finish tying the top of my back and sling it over my neck and left foreleg, with the bag between my wings and the strap over my right shoulder going down to the left of my midsection.

I turn to walk out of the room that I’ve been graciously leant by my two royal friends for the past three months, but pull up short when I notice that Luna’s standing just outside my doorway.

“Greetings…” Luna says, her voice guarded.

I tilt my head sadly. “Come on Luna, don’t act all aloof when I’m about to set off for who knows how long.” I say.

She flinches, and then dips her head in sadness. “Do you truly have to go?” She asks, letting a little of her depression into her voice.

I look down into my open palm. “This isn’t a power I want to risk taking guesses at how it works and how to control it… I need to figure out how to keep it reigned in before some kind of accident happens and I hurt someone. And as helpful as training with you and running through the forest have been… they’re not going to be enough. I need someone to teach me, even if it’s not to control the power. But I need someone with the same instincts and body structure as me, and who’s trained to use it, like you have with Gale. I need a dragon to teach me.” I say with finality.

“I doubt that there are any dragons that have exercised any kind of discipline in anything.” Luna mumbles.

“Then I’ll find someone else. The world is vast Luna, if there aren’t any dragons that can teach me what I need, then I’ll find the next best thing. I’ll find another race that has draconic properties, or abilities, or both and I’ll learn from them. But I can’t just sit here, waiting for something to cause me to hurt someone with a power I barely understand.” I take a deep breath.

“Believe me Luna, I don’t want to go either. I don’t want to leave the only friends in the whole world that I’ve got to go searching for knowledge that I don’t even know exists. But I don’t want to hurt you or Celestia either.” I say despondently.

Luna stares at me for a moment before slowly stepping close to me. She wraps her hooves around my neck and pulls me into a hug. I hesitate for a moment before returning it.

“Remain safe Bael.” Luna whispers over my shoulder.

I give her a gentle squeeze. “I will. Thank you Luna.” I reply, pulling away.

And then I walk away through the castle corridors.

My eyes crack open, crust flaking away from their edges. I lie on the couch for several minutes, not willing to move yet.

My ear twitches from the sound of soft hoof-steps approaching.

I look to my right and see Twilight standing a couple pony-lengths away. “Hey Bael. Good morning.” Twilight greets me with a small smile.

I give a small smile back. “Morning.” I reply.

She stands there in thought for a moment. “Do you… feel alright?” She asks hesitantly.

I turn my head to look my claws on my chest. I think for a moment before answering. Am I alright?

“…Yeah. I’m alright.” I answer finally. I turn my head again to look at her. “Thanks.”

“Good… good.” Twilight says, relieved but seeming at a loss of what to say next.

I take a deep breath and then let it out as a long sigh. And then I slide off the couch to stand up.

“Do you want to get anything to eat?” Twilight asks me after I’m up.

I take a moment to answer. “No, I… think I’m just going to go practice for a bit… think about some things.” I answer, walking towards the door.

“Oh, alright.” Twilight says. She turns to head up the stairs.

I come to a stop at the door. “Hey, Twilight?” I say, turning to look back at her.

“Yeah?” She answers, stopping to look back at me.

“… Thank you.” I tell her.

She looks at me for a moment before smiling and nodding. I smile back, then step outside.

I close the door behind me and turn to start walking to the same spot I was in last time.

“Hiya!” I jump and whip around.

“Good morning Bael!” Pinkie chirps.

I take a calming breath. It’s just Pinkie.

“Good morning Pinkie Pie. What are you doing over here this earl-.” I get interrupted by Pinkie wrapping me up in a big hug. Then she quickly pulls away and holds out her hoof to me. There’s a chocolate chip muffin resting in it.

“What was that for?” I ask her, curious.

“My Pinkie sense told me that one of my friends needed a hug and was going to skip breakfast to go do something constructive to mope for a bit. So I gave you a hug and now I’m giving you a muffin for breakfast. You really shouldn’t skip breakfast Bael. It’s the most important meal of the day!” She answers with a smile.

I blink. “Oh… thanks.” I gently take the muffin from her hoof. “You’re not going to try and throw me a party to get me to feel better or anything?” I ask her.

“Nope!” She replies, and then hops away to go do… Pinkie… Pie… stuff.

I look down at the muffin in my hand. ‘Well… I might as well…’ I reason. I take a bite off the top of it, and then relax my tense muscles at the delicious flavor.

I’m… actually feeling a bit better now.

I smile and start walking to my practice spot, munching on the muffin as I go.

‘One, two. One, two. Oooo-ne, two-three.’ I count mentally, keeping pace with the beat as I run through one of the four-legged forms.

‘One. Two. Three. Fouuu-r, five-six-seven.’ I lash out with a front claw on one through three, sweep with my tail on four, then follow through with a swipe to the left with my left wing talon, left front claws, and right front claws one after the other on the five-six-seven.

Funny thing about dragon martial arts compared to pegasus styles. We use our wings to strike at our opponents. The spots on our wings that can withstand impact the best are called striking points, and there are a lot of them. The inside of our wing’s elbows, both the outside and inside of the wing talon, the middle of the outside finger of our wings, they’re all used for striking at something. And this means that we can keep all four legs on the ground and still have two appendages to block and fight with.

And it also means that I can have four limbs to fight with when I rear up on my hind legs. Dual wielding? Pu-lease. I’m a quad-wielder! And my weapons are attached to me.

I finish up the form on a “three”, and then take a moment to catch my breath.

‘Pinkie Pie really knows how to cheer someone up. I feel great!’ I think as I lean my head up and back a bit as I calm my breathing. I just stand there enjoying the bright day for a few moments.

‘Okay, time to get back to-.’

Something stabs itself into my right eye.

“AAAAAHHH!!!” I reach up and gingerly pull the object out of my eye. It’s a feather. ‘Gah! Damn it. I can’t even practice in peace without a harmless feather trying to mutilate me.’ I think as stare at the object in-between my claws, my stabbed eye squinting in pain.

“Heroes, villains, everyone or thing in between! May these items help guide you through your journeys. I don't know who's gonna get what but if the power they grant just isn't enough or if you just need a friend, raise the item and say these words: I beseech thee, Heroic Analog of Lore, aid me this day Azure Darksoul!"

I jerk from the sudden voice. “Uh, what?”

“-Good enough. I’m so flipping bored I’ll take anything.”

“What?” I ask again in confusion.

“Look, whatever you do, don't say override, you only get three of those and-”

Whatever he was going to say gets cut off by a rift opening above me and dropping someone on my back. Which wouldn’t be too bad if it wasn’t a bulky and fully armored man that weighs five times what I do diving headfirst out of it.

Suffice to say, my back doesn’t exactly hold up that well from the impact. And that in turn leads to me getting my torso slammed into the ground, which also causes the wind to get knocked out of me.

This has not been a good five seconds in my life.

“HAH! Told her I wouldn’t get hurt from diving in!” The armored figure exclaims aloud after standing up.

“Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…” I wheeze out, feeling kind of dizzy from having no air in my lungs.

“Summoner? Summoner! Oh...I uh...let me get off of you.” The armored dude says before climbing off me as gently as he can manage. And by that I mean his armor digs into my back in several places as he steps off of me.

Once he’s off me, I roll over onto my sore back and struggle to get air back into my lungs.

“Oh jeez. You alright Summoner?” He asks me, concerned.

“*gasp* Just-ugh. Just let me catch my breath.” I rasp out.

“Let me get that,” he says as a warm golden glow washes over me. Suddenly, the strain on my breathing is gone. “Healing Wings, for all your damaged needs!”

He extends his arm with a smile. “Business or pleasure?” He asks.

I reach up and grasp his arm, and he helps pull me up onto all fours again. “Uh, not exactly sure what you mean by that, could you elaborate a little?” I ask him. “Actually, could you elaborate on what just happened too? I’m a little lost, and I don’t get how another human is here in Equestria.” I add.

“Any odd job or a moment of my time. Seeing your confusion however...maybe we should be sitting down for this? How’s Sugarcube Corner sound?” Asked the man.

I frown. ‘How does he know about Sugarcube Corner?’ I think, suspicious. “I think Sugarcube Corner is an enjoyable place to sit down and talk… but I also think it’s too casual and open for the questions I’m going to be asking. If you don’t mind, could you please explain to me how you got here? Last time I checked, humans don’t exist on Equis.” I say to the armored man. I don’t feel any kind of malice or ill-intent emanating from him, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t good at masking it. I need at least a few answers before I’m willing to let him anywhere near the ponies in town.

“Right right...you must be new to the multiverse. Well, for the first question...I got here by locking on to the miscellaneous item in your possession. Those like me, and I guess after today, you, refer to items such as these as tokens,” the being then plops onto the ground, cross-legged with his hands on his ankles.

“I just sorta...ripped into your world because I was bored? I should probably close that door. Luna! Get Oracle and Lyra to close the portal!” He shouts at a rift above us that I completely forgot about.

Three different heads pop out of the portal, a feline humanoid, a ridiculously longhaired zebra and a blindfolded pony.

“I no longer have a-oh right…” “Luna” pulls the other two back and the portal seals itself smoothly.

“Right...now about how I’m here...did someone at a Con sell you an item of some sort that, once activated, stripped you of your humanity, turned you into a monster, and loosed you upon an unsuspecting….shit am I rambling?” He asks me, cutting off his own train of thought.

“Just a bit.” I reply to his last question. Then some of the things he said register in my mind. “Wait, wait… tokens, multiverse, merchant… Ah damn it!!! It all makes sense now! And I’m a fucking idiot for not realizing it until you straight up told me. I got DISPLACED!!!” I face palm.

“Watch your language! There are foals out playing!” Somepony randomly shouts out loud off in the distance. Was that Trixie?

The man cocks his head to the side. “Huh…the last and first guy I met knew about that too. How’d you know?” He asks me.

I let my paw drop back to the ground and I sigh. “Have you ever heard a part of the multiverse theory that says that the ideas we get for creating things, like for comics and stories and other things, are actually just feedback from other worlds that make their way inside our heads?” I ask him.

“Not specifically in those words, no and I've read up on a lot of chaos theory.” He says.

“Well, back on my version of Earth, the Displaced are a collection of fanfictions on the MLP fanfiction site. I enjoyed reading them back then.” I tell him.

His eyes widen slightly in surprise. “Huh… well I guess that falls within the parameters of ‘endless possibilities.” He says after a pause. “So does that mean you know about me?” He asks me with hope in his eyes.

“Um… no, sorry. I didn’t read most of them, just some of the more popular ones, like the one’s about Gilgamesh or Auric Fulcrum. I don’t even think I know your name or what you’re from. Sorry.” I apologize. I decide to lie down on my stomach. This guy doesn’t seem bad. He’s being completely open and friendly, and I can’t sense any deceit in his intentions.

“Oh, jeez I was kinda hoping you had any info on me...I cant quite remember my old name...oh well Rome wasn’t built in a day, and we won’t get anywhere in life with just sitting around.” He says standing up. I stand up with him.

“So, since we kind of never introduced ourselves before, my name, is Azure Darksoul, champion of Ponyville, Lord of Chaos, and part time grim reaper.” He says, sticking out his hand to me.

I chuckle at his titles and shake his hand with my claw. “Baelor. But my friends just call me Bael. Sorry for being suspicious earlier, but I’ve read more than just the heroic Displaced stories. Some of the darker-intentioned Displaced are scarily psychotic, or worse, sane after going insane. I didn’t want to bring anyone like that into Ponyville without trying to get a better feel of them first.” I apologize to him.

He nods with what I say. “Definitely a smart strategy to have when dealing with new beings of that caliber.” He says with appreciation.

“So do you want to head to Sugarcube Corner now that, you know, I’ve deemed you not a threat to Equestria as a whole?” I ask sheepishly.

“Hah! Yeah, sounds great. Let’s go!” He says with a wide grin. We start walking back into town.

“So where were you when you got displaced?” Asks Azure.

“I was at a convention with my dad.” I answer. “Wasn’t really dressed as anything because it was my first Comic Con, and I just wanted to get a feel for what it was like. A woman in one of the stalls threw a random necklace at me, and then stopped time and sent me to Equestria. But she did say something about making a split in the timeline. Looking back, I can only assume that there are two versions of my Earth now, one with me, and one where I disappeared at the Con.” I explain as we pass through the park. Strangely, nopony seems to be outside at this time.

“Yep, that seems to be the recurring theme. By the way, I’m a little curious...what would you have done if you deemed me a threat?” Asks Azure with a sly grin.

“I would have tried to steer you away from town and then tried to figure out how to send you back to your world. I don’t like starting fights, it’s stupid to instigate something when so many more alternative solutions are possible.” I answer.

“A strategist! Always take the road with the least amount of casualties!” He exclaims.

I chuckle at his energeticness. “I may not like starting fights, but I will end them. If you tried to start something, I would have thrown everything I have at you.” I tell him, half-serious.

“How bout a spar then, show me you won't need help to defend those you care about the most?” He proceeds to hop in place and shadow box.

I quirk a brow with a smirk. His upbeat personality is practically infectious. “How about we head off to Sugarcube Corner to introduce you to everypony first. I don’t think either of us wants one of them stumbling upon us and jumping to conclusions about you attacking me.” I offer in compromise.

“I'm surprised Rainbow hasn't tried anything yet! A five foot seven dude in spiked black and red armor screams “Edgelord McWrecks-A lot”,” He waves his arms up and down, which causes me to laugh. He looks down at his armor. “Honestly, I should have worn something less menacing...hold that thought.” He taps the skull motif on his chest and the armor folds back and away, with a quick tug and pull, a new set adorns him. Blue robes now flow in the wind, iron gray pauldrons lined with cobalt metal sit upon his shoulders.

“Something tells me that they’re going to be intimidated by you even without any armor… but that’s definitely a lot better than before.” I say. I look around town. “Though, apparently not good enough. Wow, this town really can become deserted at any moment. I just came out to practice barely five minutes ago, and there were ponies everywhere getting up to go do their daily routines.”

The streets of Ponyville are completely devoid of life besides Azure and myself. I try to wrack my brain for why this seems so familiar, probably another episode, but I can’t for the life of me remember.

Suddenly, I’m yanked off my feet and then set down, I’m standing in the dark for some reason. “Wha-?”

“Shhhhhhhh!!! She might hear you!” A voice whispers loudly from next to me.

“... Pinkie?” I guess.

“Yes?” She responds in her normal voice.

“Okay, so it is you. Why are we standing all alone, in the dark?” I ask her.

“Ah, but we’re not alone, for you see, we have our friends.” She says. My eyes adjust to the darkness and see that all of the mane six except Twilight and Spike are here in the building with us.

“Okay… so why are we in the dark?” I ask.

“We’re trying to hide from… Zecora.” Applejack says to me, Applebloom standing impatiently near her.

“Psssssst! Twilight, Spike! Hurry up and get in here!” Pinkie whispers loudly out the top half of the door, before yanking the two aforementioned beings inside with us.

“Gah! Pinkie? What’s going on?” Twilight asks her.

“We’re trying to hide from… Zecora.” Applejack repeats exactly the same as she just said to me.

“You don’t have to say it like that every time AJ.” I deadpan.

“Who’s Zecora?” Twilight asks, her eyes having adjusted to the darkness now.

“She’s an evil witch that comes out of the Everfree Forest every now and again to perform some sort ritual in Ponyville. Luckily, we Ponyvillians are able to hide away from her before she can cast some nefarious curse on us.” Rarity explains to Twilight.

Twilight frowns at Rarity, then opens her mouth to say something.

“*GASP*!!! We forgot about Trixie!!! And now she’s talking to Zecora!!!” Pinkie interrupts.

Everyone rushes to the door to look outside. Everyone but me. I just stare at the lot of them.

“Welp. You guys have fun with this. I’m going to go find Azure since I was so rudely pulled away from him.” I tell them while leaping out the conveniently open window.

I walk over to, and then past Trixie and Zecora. “Hi Trixie, hi Zecora.” I say to them as I pass.

“Hello Baelor. Trixie can see that you’re not hiding away like everypony else in this strange town.” Trixie notes.

“Eh, I’m not really feeling up for going along with the flow. I made a new friend today before Pinkie yanked me into…” I check back at the building. “...huh...Sugarcube Corner… and I want to find him again before ponies panic at the sight of him.” I say.

“Why would they panic?” Trixie asks.

“He’s not exactly… a pony. And he’s actually a bit more intimidating looking than I am, sooooooo yeah. I’m gonna go find him now. And Trixie, be the sarcastic voice of reason for them like always Trixie. Some ponies, I’m not going to say who, think that Zecora is an “evil enchantress” so be prepared to be as scathing with your snark as possible when the universe proves them wrong.” I tell her. She nods in understanding while rolling her eyes.

“Later!” I tell her before walking off. Now to find Azure.

If only I could remember where Pinkie plucked from.

…

Fuck… Oh well, I guess I’ll get to wandering. This is going to be annoying.

That’s when the music starts.

Looking for the source of the song I find Azure...wielding a long, thin guitar?

I just stand there watching him, idly noticing that there are one or two ponies doing the same.

Finally, Azure finishes playing the song with a flourish, smirking at me and the others.

“... I have so many questions right now, but I have a feeling most of the answers will be boiled down to “cartoon logic”, so I’m just going to not ask them.” I finally say.

“Good on you! Now what’s say we kick it up a notch!?” He exclaims as a pillar of fire harmlessly erupts behind him. Azure starts playing a frantic and aggressive tone on his guitar.

“Or,” I say, unplugging his guitar and cutting off his next guitar solo. “We could do something quieter and less intense to avoid noise complaints.” I say, pointing out the ponies behind me, varying degrees of shock adorn their faces from the sudden pyrotechnics.

“Right right…” He nods his and breathes rather heavily. “How bout this one?” Small winds begin to encircle him as the sound seems to travel despite being unplugged. I glance down at the plug in my hand, and then back to him, confused, and then shrug while tossing the plug on the ground. Magic, what else.

Azure continues to play the soft tune and eventually adds his own voice to the piece, and the ponies in the crowd actually relax and start to close their eyes and enjoy the soft melody, more townsponies actually start trickling in to listen over the course of the song. I decide to move and sit off to the side to enjoy the show.

As the song hits its crescendo, the winds slow down and disperse as his hands become blurs. I almost don’t notice them turning sharp and unnaturally beastial...only for them to revert to more normal human hands.

‘Wait, what?’ I think in surprise.

“Well folks,” He manages to say through his panting. “ I have business with my friend here. Thank you very much for your attention. See ya!” His guitar poofs out of existence and he walks off his impromptu stage. I stand up to walk beside him.

“Very nice. I’d say that’s enough to get the town at least willing to give you a chance. Anyways, sorry about disappearing on you like that. Pinkie kind of grabbed me out of nowhere.” I apologize to him.

He waves it off and shrugs. “It’s cool. So why’d she pull you away? Seems like she would have tried to surprise me with a party since I’m technically new to town.” He looks at me conspiratively. “Unless you’re just here to stall me until they’re ready for me.” He says with a wide smile.

I sigh. “No, sorry. That’s… not actually what’s going on right now. Turns out Zecora’s making her “first” appearance in the show today.” I say, giving yet another apologetic smile.

Azure makes an “o” in understanding. He rubs his hands together. “So does that mean we’re running intervention duty?” He asks.

I take a moment to consider. “Mmmm… no. That’s… probably not the best thing to do right now.” I answer.

He blinks. “How come?”

“The best reason I can give is that this is an important lesson that they need to learn and if we interfere, it could disrupt things enough that they learn a different lesson than the one they need to learn.” I explain. “Sorry dude, I’m not trying to rob you of all the fun stuff, I just think that some lessons need to be learned the hard way. Poison Joke is annoying, but harmless, and they really need to learn this lesson, considering they should already know it at their age.” I explain, apologetic for the third time in a row.

“No one should know what Poison Joke feels like…” He shivers as if a chill went up his spine. “I couldn't swear for a day! A DAY MAN!!!”

“Like, not at all, or did it make you say something else in their place?” I ask, taking a guess.

“It replaced my words with other words...oh and it made me a pony but that’s totally unrelated!” He says, flipping a hand dismissively at the last part.

“Heh, did it replace every curse with “BUY SOME APPLES!” or “yay!” or anything like that?” I ask between snickers.

“I definitely hit a yay.” He says in annoyance. He pulls a flask of liquid from seemingly nowhere and eyes it in contempt.

“It’s annoying that it's such a good tool for blending in. I have to keep transforming into a kid-friendly version of these guys instead of one that I can just express myself as.” He says to the flask.

“Is… that Poison Joke?” I ask, raising a brow.

“Liquid Joke to be more precise. Had my stunt failed I would have used it to hide. Might have even stopped the voices…” I prick my ears at this.

“Voices? That doesn’t sound good. Are you hearing voices in your head or something?” I ask him.

He shakes his head and motions to his ear. “The moment I fell through the rift I was surrounded by tiny whispers all saying the same thing. “Evil Enchantress”. It was getting annoying so when no pony was looking I brought out the guitar and tapped into Heartsong.” He explains. I take a moment to think about this.

“... Give me one second.” I tell him, turning away.

I take a big breath of air into my lungs. “PINKIIIIIIIIEEEEE!!!!!!!!” I shout out, my voice reverberating across town. Several passing ponies jump and look at me in surprise.

“Yes?” Pinkie says from behind Azure. I’m guessing he’s so used to Pinkie’s antics on his world that he isn’t surprised in the least to see her appear right behind him.

“Could you please stop teaching your song to everypony you meet? It’s causing everyone to start whispering it really creepily to ponies when Zecora isn’t anywhere near them. Also, this is Azure, he’s from another dimension. Throw him a party if you feel like it.” I say.

“Yo.” Azure greets.

“Hi! Nice to meet you Azure. I’ll have your party ready once this episode’s moral is over. And as for not teaching my song to everyone…” Pinkie leans in right up in my face. “Nevar!” She says defiantly before whipping back around Azure. I blink, then lean to look around him. She’s gone.

“Literal chaos engine that one…” Azure says in a whisper.

“Would she be Pinkie if she wasn’t?” I ask him rhetorically with a smirk.

He shivers as he shakes his head. “The only comfort I have is that she doesn't have contact with the Pinkie’s of the multiverse...if she did…” He shivers once again. I just laugh.

“After some of the things I’ve gone through, a little absurdity is really, really welcome. I wouldn’t have Pinkie any other way than how she is now.” I say with a smile.

“Not unless she found out I ski-” Azure stops himself mid sentence to look around in paranoia.

“If it’s something you’d rather Pinkie not find out about… the best course of action is to just not say it… or write it… or think it… Do that and you’re good!” I say to him with a cheerful clap on the shoulder. Had to stand up to do that one.

However I pull my claw back as he starts to... growl? He seems to catch himself and looks at me with an apologetic smile.

“Sorry, I haven't eaten yet...this’ll just take a second.” He pulls out a slab of strange star-filled blue meat and starts eating it raw. I just stare as he eats. What… the hell would be made of blue meat?

‘Just don’t ask Bael.’ I tell myself, deciding I neither need nor want to know what he just ate.

He finishes the couple mouthfuls of meat after a minute. “Ah, that hits the spot. So what’s next?” He asks me. It takes me a moment to snap out of it.

I rub my chin in thought. “Hmm… let’s see… the girls are probably going to be busy for the rest of the day, and I don’t want to introduce you till they’ve learned their lesson about judging a book by its cover-”

“*cough* racism *cough*” Azure says into his fist.

I snort a chuckle. “So really we could just hang out for the rest of today, maybe do… random Displaced stuff?” my eyes widen with inspiration. “Hey, wait. You said this feather was your token, right?” I ask, bringing out the feather from behind my ear, where I stored it earlier.

Azure leans down to take a look, his eyes light up in recognition. “Ah, The Feather of the Roc. That should come in handy for you. It gives its user extra agility and speed.” He says.

I look at the feather with interest. “Really? Huh, cool. But anyway, so from what I remember, Displaced use tokens to summon others and be summoned by others. But they have to make theirs first. Do you think you could help me out with that? I’m not positive I can send it out into the void with the abilities I have.” I ask.

“Right right...anything you own that can act as an anchor? Maybe a piece of yourself or something with a strong emotional attachment of some sort?”

I stare at him for a moment. Then I look at the ground and around me. “... This rock looks kind of interesting?” I say awkwardly, holding up a small rugged rock that was just lying there.

He deadpans. “Really?” He asks.

“What? I’m a dragon that’s been stuck on the moon for the past thousand years. I’d say gray rocks have pretty much been a defining feature of the landscape I’ve been on for most of my life.” I defend.

He sighs in defeat, shaking his head. But then straightens himself. “Okay then, now is there any defining trait about you?” He asks. “Something you can do that no other being living or dead can?”

“Yes.” I answer.

He stands there waiting. “Well?” He asks.

“Well what?” I ask.

“Are you going to tell me what this defining feature is?” He clarifies.

I smirk. “No. Not until we have our little sparring session. I’m not giving you any early advantages.” I answer.

“Aw come on! Info for info?” He tries to compromise.

My smirk turns wide-toothed. “Nope. I remember playing Dark Souls back before getting Displaced. Part of the fun is figuring it out on your own.” I answer.

“Ooh, catching the inspiration for the name I chose! Okay. We’ll save the good stuff for later. For now, I want you to cup the stone in both hands. Reach deep inside yourself...and open your heart to the item. That should charge it with your essence, allowing others to call upon you if you choose to heed their calls.”

He sits down and plops his back on the floor. “You know what you want your message to be?” He asks while lazily waving an arm.

I think for a moment. What do I want my message to be? I look down at the rock in my hand. I know I said that rocks have been a part of my existence for most of my life, but this is still going to be my token. What do I feel about it?

From the stories I remember reading, most of the tokens are from the media that they got transformed into, or things that they made. This rock… it’s not anything like that. It’s just a rock. You can find them anywhere and a person could easily lose it if they’re not careful.

Thinking about this for a moment, I actually smile at this. Something average would actually stand out among a flock of amazing and flamboyant tokens. But the energy within to hold the message is anything but.

“I’m not really much for giving speeches.” I state, red fear energy pooling in my hand. “I don’t like stating absolutes. Things can change, people can change, and those changes can make it so that anything I state now may be completely wrong in the future. So I’ll just say this. I am the dragon known as Baelor. Should you need my help, ask, and I’ll hear it. Should you like to visit though,” The energy lifts the stone up in my palm and slowly turns and sinks into the stone. “toss this stone into the air, gather your courage, and catch it. I look forward to seeing those that catch the stone.” The stone soaks up the last of the energy and then lands back in my clawed hand.

“May I?” Azure holds his hand out, reaching for the stone.

I toss it to him and he catches it, though he jumps a bit just before doing so. I smirk. ‘Good, it works.’ I think, satisfied that the fear infused into it works like it should.

“Okay so that's an element that exists here…” He notes, blinking from the brief effect.

He shakily gets himself up and dusts himself off.

“I’d step back if I were you.” He tells me.

I do so.

He gently puts the stone in his mouth...closes his eyes...and violently rips a hole through the fabric of reality with a large emerald claw. “Okay...now all I have to do is…” As he holds the stone, he plunges it straight into the void for a few seconds, pulls it out, and seals the rift.

As he does so, a smaller rift opens up above him and deposits an exact replica of the stone he’s holding, which he catches with his other hand. He hands me the original with a smile.

“Thanks.” I say.

“No problem. So, what now?” He asks me.

“Now… we just do whatever until tomorrow when the girls are cured.” I answer.

“Ah.” Azure says, nodding in understanding.

We stand there in the middle of town for a moment, contemplating what to do.

“Soooooo… want to go camping tonight?” He asks me.

I think it over. “... Sure. Just let me leave a note at the library for Twilight and Spike to let them know where I’ll be. You good with just a campfire and sleeping under the stars?” I ask him in return.

“Sounds great!” He says.

~The Next Day~

“Now?”

“No.”

“Now?”

“No.”

“Now?”

“No.”

“Now?”

“For the hundredth time! No! I’ll tell you when it’s time!” I snap at Azure. He’s been asking that for the past twenty minutes!

“Well So-rry! I’ve been bored off my ass for the past half hour, waiting for you to do something already. Why were we even watching them if we were just going to wait until the whole problem was already solved?” He asks me grumpily.

“Because we needed to know if they would need our help. Even though we want them to learn the specific lesson, and everything seems to go like it does in the show, I’ve noticed that things are actually much more dangerous here.” I answer.

Azure blinks. “How so?” He queries.

“During the time that can be classified as “Dragonshy” there were several parts of the mountain that are actually much more dangerous than in the show: Fluttershy fell from a greater height when the dragon caused her wings to lock up. The gap they had to cross was much wider and dangerous to leap over. And the dragon was really territorial and aggressive.” I explain to him while waiting outside the spa, listening in to the mane six’s conversation.

“How’d you handle the dragon?” He asks me, curious.

I sigh. “I… got my ass handed to me and then Fluttershy scolded him into submission like in the show.” I reluctantly admit.

“You can’t even handle a single dragon? Dude, I’m going to wreck you when we spar!” He exclaims.

“Under normal circumstances I could have handled him. But there were a lot of things stacked against me at the time. I had to keep the fight away from the ground so that the dragon’s fire doesn’t splash over the girls, the dragon’s massive size meant I had to use a lot of energy to deal damage in large enough areas, and I was also still weakened without knowing about it, so I didn’t realize how dire my situation was until after I was already in it.” I defend myself.

”You have a mage with a barrier...and you were worried about splash damage?” He says as he glares at me. “But at least the badass of the group saved the day right?”

I feel a little affronted at his glare, so I glare right back. “Yes. I was worried about splash damage.” I answer him. Then I smirk. “And yes, Fluttershy is a badass, and she did save the day. I’m glad you agree.” I say with a smirk.

“To Fluttershy! For being the only voice of reason!” Azure cheers. I quickly clap a hand over his mouth in alarm, then stay still to check that the girls inside didn’t hear. They’re still talking, good. And Fluttershy still has a deep voice from the sound of things, so it’s not time yet.

“Yep.” I quietly agree with him. “Fluttershy is awesome. But she wasn’t the only voice of reason. We were all ready to head back down and let Celestia know about the dragon’s uncooperative nature, when Rainbow decided to go in and give the dragon a buck to the face… things did not go well from there, as you already know.” I say.

He nods his head in understanding. “That girl’s gonna get herself killed someday.” He says.

I roll my eyes. “Probably sometime after she gets me killed first.” I add.

“Either that or she pulls a Trunks.” He retorts.

I look at him. “Okay, one, I didn’t watch much of Dragonball back then, so I don’t fully understand that reference. And two, did you remember something from your past?” I ask him.

“Hm? Oh no, I used to have a sword that kept a lot of videos from before...this happened. It's a long story.” He explains awkwardly.

My ears prick from hearing something.

“Applejack! Hey, where’s Applejack?!” Applebloom asks with alarm from inside. This is immediately followed by several gasps and frantic splashes.

“I’m righ’ here lil’ sis. I ain’t tiny no more.” Applejack replies, calming everypony down.

“Aaaaaand that’s my cue. Un momento mi amigo.” I say to Azure before stepping inside the spa.

“Ahh. I have never felt more lovely in all my life.” Rarity says to the others.

Pinkie pops out from under the surface of the tub. “Oh-my-GOSH!-I-never-realized-how-horrible-it-is-to-not-be-able-to-talk. I-mean-I-LOVE-talking-and-I-couldn’t-because-my-tongue-was-all-AAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!! It was the worst! Don’t you agree Fluttershy?” Pinkie asks.

Fluttershy stays silent for a second before saying a simple and somehow emphisizedly-quiet. “Yes.”

Everypony gathered around the spa tub start laughing.

“It sounds like you guys had quite an adventure today.” I note aloud, catching all of their attention.

“Bael?!” Twilight and the others all exclaim in surprise.

“Where’ve you been?! We haven’t seen you since you jumped out the window yesterday!” Rainbow Dash asks, throwing her hooves up.

“Well I did tell Trixie that I was going to hang out with a new friend I made. I kind of figured she’d let you all know.” I answer, looking to the blue unicorn questioningly.

“Eh heh heheh… Trixie… may have forgotten to mention it.” Trixie says sheepishly.

I level an even stare at her. “Did you at least remember to be scathing with your snark to the others when they figured out Zecora wasn’t evil?” I ask her.

“Yes, she did.” Twilight answers with a groan.

“Good job Trixie.”

“Why thank you Baelor.”

“So who’s this ‘new friend’ that you were hanging out with while we were all trying to get cured of Poison Joke?” Rainbow asks.

“His name’s Azure. He’s actually standing outside. I just wanted to introduce you guys to him before we sparred together so one of you doesn’t stumble on us and freak out. But we kind of couldn’t find you guys after I left you all to go find him again. So we just camped out last night to try again today.” I explain.

Applejack tilts her head. “Why’re ya waitin’ to spar until after you introduce him?” She asks me.

I shrug. “Cause Azure isn’t a pony and I kind of had a worst case scenario in my head where Rainbow flies over us, sees Azure fighting me, and then decides to dive out of the sky to “back me up”.” I say, making air quotes with my fingers.

Rainbow opens her mouth to protest, stops, then slowly nods in agreement with my words. Pinkie, Applejack, and Trixie chuckle.

“Anyway… Hey, Azure, you can come in now!” I call outside.

The doors open in slow motion as heavenly light literally pours off of Azure as he walks. He sings a gentle song, more than likely using it to get on everypony’s good side.

I lightly flick him on the forehead. “Cut that out dude. You don’t need to appeal to their love of music every time.” I tell him.

He smiles sheepishly, obviously embarrassed. “Too much?”

“Little bit, yeah.” I reply. I look back at the girls to see that they’re all staring wide-eyed at Azure.

“Everypony, this is Azure. Azure, meet everypony.” I think for a second. “And no, he’s not an ape, he’s something called a human. So now that that’s out of the way, wanna go spar Azure?” I ask him.

He blinks. “Wait, that’s it? We’re just popping in, saying “Hi, don’t be surprised at what I look like”, and just leaving immediately after?” He says in confusion.

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“... Okay then. Later everypony!” He says waving to the girls before turning around and walking out of the spa. I follow him out without another word.

“You shouldn't have lied to them...we both know I'm not human,” Azure said once we’re out of earshot. “But then again...what could you have said?”

I raise a brow at his statement. “You’re not human?” I shake my head. “You know what, never mind. If you’re not human right now, it doesn’t matter. As far as I know, you’ve got the mindset of a human and that’s good enough.” I say, dismissing the issue. If Azure wants to talk about his issues, he can bring it up. I’m not going to pry into it.

“So, just to give me an idea of where to head for our sparring match, on a scale of one to Canterlot’s gone, how much collateral damage do you usually do in a fight? ” I ask him.

“There once was a crater...it used to be a mountain,” He laughs a little at himself and sighs.

“But no seriously we should move this to the badlands. I don't want to blow anyone or thing up that doesn't need to get blown up...and I’d rather avoid interference from the royalty,” He then jumps up in glee. “This is gonna be HYPE!”

“I wouldn’t worry too much about it. If they come down to check what’s happening, I’ll just explain what’s going on to them. As long as we’re a safe distance away from everyone they should be fine with it. They’re pretty chill in this world… I think… Celestia could have changed a bit from a thousand years ago.” I trail off uncertainly. An idea pops into my head. “And can we actually make that the frozen north? I’d prefer to not alert Chrysalis to any of my abilities before Season 1 is even over.” I ask him.

“Of course, let us be off!!!” He announces, hunching down and putting an arm over my shoulder. Then with a twisting sensation, we’re in the middle of a raging blizzard.

Azure pulls away and leaps back several paces. “Before we begin, we must first set the mood.” He says, preparing to summon more music.

I hold up a halting claw. “No no, allow me.” Red fear flows over my claw, forming a deep red orb that floats away from me and up above us.

“Remember, this is only a sparring match. We’re not trying to seriously hurt each other.” I tell him seriously. Then I smile and raise my left arm, claws turned towards me.

“But that doesn’t mean don’t give it your all.” I add. I clench my claws and ice encases and interlocks all along my arm up to and over my body until I’m completely encased in a frozen chain mail of ice scales.

And then the orb in the air thumps three times before sound starts playing in a tune familiar to me.

“Aw I can DIG IT!” Azure tosses away his robes and in the blink of an eye he changes into a tall dark green beast with long crimson hair and a strange turquoise and purple light shining over where his heart should be. He’s carrying a large, sword-like tuning fork in his right claw.

“BURNING!” With a loud cry he rushes at me, fist outstretched in blazing cobalt energy.

I shift my weight slightly and the punch blows right past me. With a flick of my wing, Azure gets blasted to the side by a gust of air. I shake my head. “Too slow.” Three chunks of ice form above me at my words and then blast towards Azure, one after the other.

He shatters the ice one after the other, swinging the unorthodox weapon like it was a piece of plastic.

“Dodge this!” Energy sparks as an ethereal boar charges at me.

I flick my wing again and blast the boar away. I just raise a brow while smirking. Three more ice chunks fly at him.

“Hey batta batta hey batta SWING!” Azure swings his sword again.

Without so much as making contact, the ice shatters as a blast of high frequency sound whistles past my ear. I flinch from the sound.

I furrow my brow. ‘So he does have ranged abilities. Sound based, I should have figured.’ I note. In response, I start walking towards him in precise, measured steps, keeping an eye on him for any movement.

Azure moves his tuning fork-shaped sword back for another swing, and I snap out another air blast from my wings, but this time at the snow covered ground at my feet, covering us both with a wide cloud of snow.

Azure follows through with his swing and blasts the snow out of the way in the area that I was standing, but I’m already moving through and around his side using my wings, all while staying inside the snow cloud.

I rush in towards him from an angle at his right side, five ice chunks forming around me as I close in. He doesn’t react until I’m almost on top of him.

“The raging....STORM!” Slamming his hands into the ground, a vortex of violet energy rises from the ground surrounding him. All I can do is clench down, and take the hit. The energy batters me, but my body is protected by my ice scales, which I hardened after Azure blasted through my ice chunks.

With a flap of my wings, I’m out of the vortex, and flying above Azure. I hear a tinkling as some ice shards of my armor fall off me. Below me, Azure is smirking up at me, his violet energy storm still swirling around him.

I smirk right back and snap my fingers.

The ice slivers that came loose or got broken off inside the storm all simultaneously converge onto Azure, hitting him like frozen bullets from all sides and raising up more snow from the ground when they ricochet off his armor. Azure isn’t fazed from it though.

“Hey! What's your lightning resistance like!? Wait no, I'll find out!” He exclaims from the cloud as he fires off blasts of plasma from his mouth.

His exclamation sends a jolt through me, a flashback of a pitch-black alicorn snarling while thousands of volts of electricity surge off of the ends of her feathered wings directly at me.

My hands move on their own, my left catches the bolts, and my right takes aim with two extended claws, the combined voltage spins thousands of rotations per second within my core before I release it all in one massive lightning bolt, amped up even further than what Azure sent at me.

The bolt of lightning impacts Azure right in the shoulder.

Azure spasms and then slumps down into the snow with a groan, foul smelling smoke wafting from the impact point.

“AZURE!!!” I exclaim in shock and terror. I drop my ice scales and dive down to him as fast as I can. I barely notice the music coming from the sky stopping.

“Eck! Grk! Frazzle grizzle...ugh...oh what hit me...and why can't I feel my- oh that's why,” Azure gazes at his arm, or in this case the lack thereof. Still holding the tuning fork, the arm dissolves, leaving behind a mound of scale and bone.

“Doc’s gonna kill me. Wow I am a broken record…” He murmurs, still out of it.

“Azure, oh my god, I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry. I-I didn’t mean to… Shit! I’m such of fucking moron!” I berate myself. “Hold on Azure. Do you think you can teleport us back to Ponyville? We need to get you help.” I ask him, frantic.

“Dude, you’re freaking out. Take a breather, it’s not like this is the first time I’ve lost a limb,” He shakily grabs his sword and puts it away...somehow, and starts to breathe in long rhythmic breaths. His current form begins to pull itself into him until what was left was Azure at his normal height and covered head to toe in scales and fur.

With his one good arm he taps his chest and crimson armor folds over him.

“There! Now it’s like it never happened!” He flexes the arm, testing it. “Except for the fact that it totally just happened and this piece of armor is empty.” He adds, waggling around said empty armor.

I slump down into the snow in relief. “Oh thank God.” I say.

“Sometimes you get into a fight and you lose a limb! It's no big deal.” Azure says casually.

I snap my head up to look at him. “Most people can’t regrow limbs like us when they lose them Azure, and I didn’t know you could do that before now. I was worried you would go into shock and die! There are sooooo many dangers from losing a limb Azure.” I tell him pointedly. I sigh. “I’m just… I think we should just head back now Azure. I don’t think I have it in me to finish our spar. The terror of nearly mutilating a new friend kind of just took it out of me.” I say tiredly.

It probably doesn’t help that the lightning bolt took a lot of energy out of me, regardless of how little of the total energy was mine to begin with.

“Regrow? Oh I'm not getting my arm back till I get back from my next death! That's neither here nor there though, as for getting back…” Azure pulls a green ocarina from seemingly nowhere and begins to inch it closer to his lips, only to stop.

“Nah, I'll just hit the button.” With a click of said button, a large, mechanical green dragon forms out of the air and begins to circle around us. Giving a salute to the machine, Azure climbs atop it's back.

I stare up at Azure atop the machine, the red of his armor and the green of the dragon reminding me of Christmas to the point that it causes an image of a battle-ready Santa Claus riding a roaring Christmas tree to pop into my head. I shake my head to clear away the thought. Azure is just plain weird with how much stuff he’s able to conjure up, including his abilities. I wordlessly stand up and climb up behind him atop the green mecha-drake.

“Next stop, PONYVILLE!” The drake gives jerk and shoots upward like a round from a gauss rifle, the force threatening to rip us off. I dig my claws into the metal hide of the dragon while Azure whoops in glee.

Then, a moment later, we’ve stopped moving.

“We’re here!” Azure exclaims with a crazed grin on his face.

I look around us, we’re just outside of Ponyville. ‘Was that teleportation or just sheer speed?’ I wonder to myself. I climb down off of the metal dragon.

“Well my friend, I believe this is where we part ways for now.” Azure states, still on his dragon.

I look up at him in surprise. “You’re leaving?” I ask him.

“Fraid so Baelor. It’s been fun, and I really enjoyed our spar,” I wince slightly. “but it’s time I head home. Keep your world safe Baelor.” He holds his hand down to me from atop his mount.

I nod and grasp his hand with my claw. “Same to you Azure. And feel free to call me Bael.” I tell him.

A thought occurs to me. “May your experiences help you learn and grow, Azure Darksoul.” I tell him, making up a farewell statement.

Azure grins down at me. “If you ever feel the need to talk, just focus on the item.” He says to me in response.

We let go of each other, and I step back and say, “Azure Darksoul, our contract is complete.” I recite, remembering the phrase used to send other Displaced home.

“We never started one! Maybe next time though!” Biting my token, Azure rips a portal from my world to his.

I blink, I… don’t think he understands what I mean.

Azure turns his dragon to the portal. “~I’m coming home, I’m coming home. Tell the world I’m coming home.~” Azure sings as his dragon lazily flies through the portal back to his world.

After the portal closes, it turns quiet. The birds are singing their songs, the sun is setting, and it’s just peaceful.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath through my nostrils, and then let it out. Azure was fun to hang out with, and I finally have a little bit of an idea of why everything that’s happened so far has happened, but I’ve never really been a people person. Sure, I get lonely, but I’m still never going to be a social butterfly. And for now, I just enjoy my alone time.

‘Well, time to head back to the library.’ I think.

And so I walk back into town.

Night is falling by the time I reach the library. The first stars are just starting to come out, and the horizon has only the barest traces of red from the previously setting sun.

And the shattered moon just starts to rise from the opposite side.

I turn my gaze away from that direction. My craftsmanship isn’t exactly a good image to have before heading to bed.

I open the door in the tree and step into the dark library.

“SURPRISE!!!”

I jerk back a step and blink rapidly as my eyes adjust to the suddenly very well-lit library. Many large eyes attached to colorful ponies are all staring at me with large smiles.

“Bael! Were you surprised? Were you? Were you?” Pinkie says, bounding to look slightly up at me expectantly.

I blink again. “Very.” I reply simply, still processing the fact that a party was apparently waiting for me. “What’s all this for?” I ask her, confusion evident in my voice.

“Um, hel-lo!” Rainbow says, pointing up above her with her wingtip.

I follow where she’s pointing to see a banner hung up:

“WELCOME TO PONYVILLE BAEL!”

“I never got the chance to throw you one yesterday! So I set this up while you were off sparring with Azure. Speaking of, where is he?” Pinkie asks me, leaning to the side to see if he’s somehow hiding behind me.

“He, uh, left already. Wait, this is way more ponies than just the girls. Who else is here?” I ask her, noticing that the current number of ponies exceeds just the mane six and Trixie.

“Oh, I sent an invite to everypony in Ponyville!” Pinkie responds.

My eyes shoot wide open at that. “And they all came?!” I ask in surprise.

Pinkie shakes her head, hair drooping slightly. “No, not everypony could make it. They’re either busy or just not in the mood to party after the one I threw for Zecora earlier. Sorry Bael.” She apologizes.

“Are you kidding? You don’t have to be sorry for anything! This is way more ponies than I ever imagined that would want to welcome me at a party! Thank you Pinkie!” I tell her with a grin.

Pinkie grins back, a glint in her eyes. “So, now that you’re here, let’s get this party started everypony!!!” She cries. Everypony in the room cheers alongside her.

I chuckle at her exuberance. These couple days have had their ups and downs, but this is a good way to end them.

Author's Notes:

Chapter complete.

“Didn’t you say something about bringing the other Author over when you do a crossover?”

Oh yes, thank you for reminding me Ictus. *pop*

“Where’d he go?”

“*sigh* Give it a moment.”

*pop* I’m back! And I brought someone!

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

“Is he alr-.”

Where-am-I!? Who-are-you!? Where’s-my-room?!

“Oh, well, okay then.”

Azure! Calm down! It’s me, Falx_of_Lume. We just did a crossover chapter together. And now we’re in my Author’s Space. You’ll be back in your room in no time, just calm down and chat with us for a bit!

Oh… huh... So, what do we talk about here in this space of spaces?

We talk about the… uh… hm.

“No no no, the things we talk about are… er… huh…”

“You two are idiots. We’ve done ten chapters before this one and you still don’t know what we talk about.”

“Well you seem to know so why don’t you enlighten us, why don’tcha?”

“Okay, I will. We talk about… how…?”

“You don’t know either!”

“We… talk… about… how… stupid your face is-shut up!”

“Hi guys!”

Hi Pinkie…

“What’s wrong?”

“OUR ENTIRE EXISTENCE IS MEANINGLESS!!!!”

What he means is we can’t remember what the heck it is we talk about in the AN sections. *sigh*

“That’s silly. Everypony already knows that we converse over the various conundrums and contemplations that present themselves within our joint consciousnesses.”

…

“...”

“...”

“...”

...What?

“We chat about whatever the heck we feel like or whatever pops into our heads at the time!”

“OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH.”

“WHY ARE WE SO STUPID?!”

“Because that’s just how you all are.”

“Get back into the ice.” *SHINK*

Anyway, that’s what we talk about here Azure. So is there anything you feel like-wait… hold on… what’s…

… Uh, what’s wron-

WOO-HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

Gah! Jeez, what the hell?

“Oh damn it, what is it now Falx?”

THIS STORY HIT ONE HUNDRED LIKES! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

One hundred likes!? That’s an academy record!! Quick! Someone bust out the whisky!

No thanks, I don’t drink. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!”

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!”

Are… they going to stop any time soon?

“Probably not. Sorry.”

“To be fair, this is the most excited I’ve ever seen Falx get in one of these AN sections.”

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!”

“... So! You said something about whiskey?”

Yep, got it right here!

“Sweet! You gonna join in Aevum?”

“Mmmmm… sure, why not. Even if I don’t feel like being as enthusiastic as Falx or Pinkie, it’s still something worth celebrating.”

“That’s the spirit! And what about you Sombra?”

…

“I thought not. Pop it open Azure!!!”

Jim or Jack? Wait why is that even a question? *POP* OH you can smell the flavor!

“Cheers guys!”

“Cheers!”

Be-sure-to-go-check-out-Azure5555’s-story-The-Equestrian-Omni-Knight-guys! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!”