Two hours after the group of ponies had left, Trent had left to the Vault while Steven had spent the majority of his time either waiting near the top of the crumbled buildings watching the surrounding area, or simply scouting out the remains of the base for things that they may have missed when they’d looked around before.

He was currently sitting atop one of the broken buildings looking towards the sun on the horizon, knowing once it sets he’d find out the downfalls of his Semblance, whatever said downfall was.

“Steven?” Steven barely heard from below.

He then looked down from the building to see Twilight near the base of the building as he shouted down to her, “I didn’t expect any visitors to show up at this time of day.”

Twilight shrugged. “Any reason you're up there?”

“Why do you think I’m up here?” Steven asked as he rolled his eyes before jumping down to the ground just in front of her.

“I'd figure you've already explored this place enough by now.”

“Well I’m not exploring this place. I was more keeping an eye out on the surroundings since Church and Trent have decided to live in the vault right now.”

“What are they doing there?” Twilight asked, tilting her head in confusion.

“Wish I could tell you that, but I honestly have no idea what they are up to down there.”

“Hmm,” She simply replied.

“What, you thinking they’re up to something that would endanger you or the people here?” Steven asked.

Twilight shook her head. “No. I doubt Trent can do much on his own and Church doesn't seem to care about that. Besides, I didn't see anything dangerous down there. At least more so than the weapons you two already have.”

“Weapons I have no doubt you want to take apart and find out just how they work.”

Twilight chuckled a bit in embarrassment. “Maybe. Though really yours is the one I'd want to figure out. And that sword Trent has now. As for his guns, seem like normal guns that the griffons use.”

“So you're saying these griffons use similar weapons to Trent? That will be something that’ll interest him.” He then looked back to Twilight before he asked her, “Why are you here anyway if you don’t mind me asking?”

Twilight shrugged. “I figured I can take you guys to Sugarcube Corner and have a bite to eat. You guys still don't have anything to eat yet after all.”

“I guess you have a point. I’ll try to find the others and see if they want to come,” Steven replied as he began to walk towards the Vault, “You coming, or are you waiting out here?”

“I have a faster way of getting there.” With that said, Twilight closed her eyes and her horn started glowing. A moment later, in a flash of light, the 2 of them were instantly in the Vault, causing Trent to jump from his seat.

“Son of a bitch!” Trent shouted in surprise until he processed who it was. He then sighed. “Did you have to do that? Scared the crap out of me.”

“Sorry,” Twilight said. “But figured that it would be better than walking here.”

“You could have asked before doing that,” Steven replied as he covered his mouth with the back of his hand.

Trent shook his head. “So what do you want?” He asked as he sat back down and continued looking at a few blueprints on the table, with all his weapons nearby.

“I was thinking I can bring you two to Sugarcube Corner to eat,” Twilight told him.

“Sorry Twi, but I'd prefer not to owe any more favours than I do now,” Trent said with a wave of his hand.

“You wouldn’t need to owe me anything.”

Trent turned to her. “And why is that?”

Twilight shrugged. “You two are willing to help out with our Grimm problem and helped save me and my friends when Nightmare Moon sent those Grimm at us. Really it's the least I can do.”

Trent stood silent for a moment before looking at the blueprints on the table. “Church?”

“Got them saved, Wash.”

“Okay.” Trent grabbed his rifle, deactivated Energy Sword, and placed them on his back and hip. He then turned to Steven. “You need anything?”

“Do I look like I need anything? I literally have everything I own now on me,” Steven argued back.

Trent shrugged. “Just checking.” Trent then stood up and turned to Twilight. “Let's go,” he said, bracing himself.

Twilight nodded and her horn started glowing. In a flash, the three of them were back in Ponyville.

Trent waited a few seconds before relaxing. “That wasn't as bad as all the other times we teleported.”

“Still not used to it,” Steven responded once again covering his mouth.

“At this rate, we might need to.”

“Let's hope I do get used to it soon,” Steven responded, “otherwise those teleporters will do me in.”

After a few moments of walking, Trent said, “You think we can make some of our own in the future?”

“If we find blueprints, who knows,” Steven responded, “It’s always a possibility.”

“Your own what?” Twilight asked.

“Teleporters,” Trent replied. “Church and his old group used them from time to time. I didn't see blueprints for one in the Vault, but who knows. Maybe there's a blueprint in one of the other 98.”

“That is a likely possibility,” Steven agreed.

“Hopefully it won't be as painful to deal with,” Church commented.

“Okay?” Twilight said, unsure how to properly respond.

“Just don’t think about it, it may be for the best,” Steven responded looking at Twilight as they reached the door to Sugarcube Corner.

As the three of them stood outside the door they saw no lights on inside the building as Steven looked to Trent and said, “Want to bet this is an attempt at a surprise party?”

“Probably. Though not to good an idea to try surprising a guy with a gun in his hands. Especially with Grimm being a thing here.”

“Do you want the non-trigger happy one of us here to take your weapons then?” Steven asked.

“No, I'm good,” Trent responded. “If anything, I can use it to intimidate anyone who pisses me off. But you should go first.”

“So you’ll be intimidating everyone then,” Steven responded before opening the door as they found all of the lights inside the shop switched off.

“Seems like a good option for me,” Trent muttered while he waited.

It was then the lights suddenly turned on as they saw around 50 ponies crammed into Sugarcube Corner as they both saw a large banner that read ‘Welcome to Equestria’ as everyone in the room shouted exactly what it said on the banner.

“Why am I not surprised,” Steven thought to himself, faking surprise for the sake of Pinkie.

“How are all these people in here?” Trent asked as he entered the bakery.

“Ponies,” Twilight corrected as she followed. “And I honestly don't know. Something like this happened last night for my welcome party. Everypony in town somehow fit in the library just fine.”

“I’m not going to question it,” Steven responded with a shrug of his shoulders. “Anything we should know in advance?”

Twilight shrugged. “It's your welcome party. So all I can say is have fun and enjoy the snacks,” she said before walking to her group of friends.

Trent looked at one of the tables before turning to Steven. “I'll just be enjoying the treats if you need me.” With that said, he went to the tables, took off his helmet, and started eating.

‘Great let the one of us who doesn’t speak to people normally handle things,’ Steven thought to himself.

It was then that he saw Spike make his way towards him as some of the ponies seemed to somehow make space by moving around to the sides of the room, while others stepped outside to allow more space for everyone to move around inside.

Once Spike got up to him he looked up to Steven before he asked him, “umm… can I ask you something?”

“Sure ask away,” Steven responded with a kind smile.

“I overheard Twilight mention something about a Rainbow Dash that was covered in metal? Is that real or has simply not had enough sleep again and seeing illusions?” Spike asked curiously.

“Is that the only reason you're asking?” Steven asked.

“I may be curious about if it actually existed… it does sound a little cool,” Spike responded.

“Like something out of a comic book?” Steven added as Spike rubbed the back of his head, “I hit the nail on the head right?”

Spike simply chuckled nervously before nodding his head, “Yeah, she made it sound like that hero from my comic books, you know the one whose body was covered by weird alien metal, great with computers.”

“I see, well I can say that Twilight was right and told you the truth. A version of Rainbow did appear that had some of her features looking relatively cybernetic in nature.”

“Why did they come here?” Spike asked.

“As always when things go wrong, blame Trent… or Murphy if Trent's not around to screw things up.”

“That guy that your friend named me after?”

“Oh right, and no it’s not that Murphy, I’m referring to the concept of Murphy's Law.” Steven clarified.

“And that is…”

“It’s the idea that things will go wrong in any given situation if you give them a chance, or more commonly, whatever can go wrong, will go wrong."

“Okay… so what did Trent do?” Spike as, wanting to get back on topic.

“I wasn’t there when it happened, but I doubt you’d believe what he told me had happened anyway.”

“You two are aliens from another world and met an alternate version of somepony I know earlier today. Try me.”

“Repeat the same as before, and add from a parallel dimension which is most likely more advanced than here,” Steven admitted calmly.

Spike blinked for a moment then shrugged. “Okay.”

“I honestly expected you to be more surprised by that statement. It’s not exactly something you normally hear.”

“Neither is the fact that 6 mares defeat a demigod with rocks, or aliens with no proper combat experience beating a few monsters known to destroy cities or a cyborg version of somepony I personally know. So compared to the rest of the day, it's not that unbelievable.”

“In my defence, it felt like I’d been using those swords my entire life,” Steven argued back.

“Convenient,” Spike said, rolling his eyes.

“Need I point out the Gemstones saving your friends asses, with the power of friendship,” Steven retorted.

“Hey, those things have been known about for years. It's just that everypony thought they were just a story.”

“You always need to remember, that even the largest story has some truth to it, a legend needs some basis to begin from afterall,” Steven admitted to Spike as he walked outside the bakery with Spike following.

“Noted,” Spike said with an eye roll. Looking back at Sugar Cube Corner, he asked, “Don't wanna enjoy the party?”

“Believe it or not, I’ve never been one for parties, going out and being with others. I’ve always been the guy in Trent’s shadow clearing up his mistakes… or paying for his tab when we went out.”

“And you two are friends?”

“Is it that surprising? Is there not a saying that opposites attract?”

“Still, I can't see how that works.”

“Think of it this way, because we're both the opposites of each other in some ways, we cover for each other's shortcomings. In my case, he deals with the crowds and I make sure he doesn’t get himself killed by keeping my head clear and solving the disputes he causes without it becoming a fight when possible.”

Spike shrugged. “If you say so.”

“Spike… why do you care anyway, it’s not like I’m really anything to you, but the weird creature who simply appeared and has two guns.”

“I heard how you helped saved Twilight and the others from Grimm. Grimm! Nopony but Celestia has been known to defeat those things in decades.”

“All I did was fight them with my sword or shot them… I do not see how that's a task normal people can do, nor why Celestia was the only one capable of killing them before us.”

“There was a time that she wasn't the only one capable of killing Grimm, but all those ponies just ended up wiped out eventually. Most ponies don't like guns nowadays, so none are made here, despite the danger. Plus the fact that Grimm are immune to any magic less than that of an alicorn.” He then looked around before whispering, “Not to mention the guard are complete jokes, to be honest.”

“What, are you saying that's not common knowledge?” Steven asked back.

“The guard, the guns, or the magic resistance?”

“The guard, obviously the others are common knowledge from what I’ve heard.”

Spike shrugged. “The guard is pretty much just so the citizens can feel safe. I mean, anything that can be a problem to Celestia could easily deal with any guards.”

“In other words glorified statues,” Steven responded with a sigh.

“Yeah,” Spike nodded. After a few seconds he and a thoughtful expression. “Actually, there's currently one guard who is actually pretty effective. Not against Grimm, but still.”

“I suppose I should attempt to meet this single semi-effective guard at some point then… does this guard have a name by chance or do I need to go around asking for the only competent guard on Equestrian soil?”

“His name is Shining Armor. Last I heard from him, he has recently been promoted to Captain.”

“Well at least someone competent is at the helm of the guard.”

“Yeah,” Spike shrugged. He then turned around and said, “Well, I'm heading back to hang with Twilight. See ya, Steven.” With that said, Spike returned to the building as a griffon with red and silver feathers walked out of Sugar Cube Corner just after Spike had entered, taking a quick look at Steven before seeming to smile as she walked away towards the edge of the town as Steven sat on a bench outside.

A few hours later, after the party had finished and everyone had dispersed both Steven and Trent began to make the long trek back to their base. Steven had opted to take with them one of the gifts that had been given them which was a simple wooden box that had a letter tied to it, strangely addressed to him.

“How long have we been walking?” Trent asked.

“About 90 minutes,” Church told him. “At this rate, just another 30 to go.” Trent groaned at that part.

“Oh, what's wrong? You ate too much food?” Steven asked with a smirk.

“Shut up,” Trent sniped, a hand clutching his stomach. “Not like I knew we'd be walking back. Plus we don't have any food back at the base so I thought I'd eat enough so I won't be hungry til tomorrow.”

“Two things, how did you not consider the fact we’d need to get back after, and why did you not do what I did,” Steven added holding a small bag filled with leftover food from the party.

“The food was too good, and because I thought we could just ask Twilight to teleport us back.”

Church appeared floating beside them, looking at Trent. “Considering your reactions to teleporting earlier, I'd say you likely would've been puking everything out if you did teleport back.”

“That is also a good point as to why we are walking,” Steven agreed.

“Why did you tell me that now and not sooner?” Trent asked Church.

“I thought you'd know,” the AI responded.

“Well he clearly didn’t,” Steven chuckled.

“Fuck off,” Trent muttered. “Both of you.”

“That's easier for me than it is for Church,” Steven responded with a smirk as he looked at the gift he had picked up as they had left.

“First off, fuck you. Second, what's in that anyway?” Trent asked.

“I have absolutely no idea. It was left at that party specifically addressed to me, I haven't had a chance to open it yet.”

“Why not?”

“Honestly, I just decided to leave it for now. Afterall, why would I open some addressed to me, with no identification as to who actually sent it? I just found it too suspicious to open, and maybe too dangerous to leave near normal people.”

“What, you think it's a bomb or something?” Church asked.

“No… I just have no idea what it could be, and I think it would be better to be safe than sorry. I was going to open it away from anyone who could get harmed if it was something like a bomb.”

After a few moments of silence, Trent immediately took the gift from Steven and opened it.

“Let me guess. I’m too cautious right?” Steven asked before looking into the what the gift contained to find a large rolled up scroll.

“Yup,” Trent said, handing it to Steven. “Besides, who'd wanna kill us now? We haven't done anything to piss off anyone. Except for that prism bitch, but I think she hates only me and is okay with you.”

“I wouldn’t be sure of that, but okay,” Steven responded as he took the scroll from Trent, opened it and began to skim read it before saying, “Check the box this was in.” Trent simply gave the box to Steven.

It was then Steven quickly looked at the inside of the box to find three numbers engraved into it ‘079’ he then looked back to Trent as he said, “What would you say if I told you this was one of the vaults?”

“I would ask how you know that just by a few numbers.”

“Less the numbers itself and more the style of the text it is in. The style is a match to what was on the vault door in the base, admittedly the one on the door is heavily faded so I can’t use the colours to help, but being this is one of the plans supposedly left for us I’d take this as a pretty clear sign.”

Trent blinked for a few moments before looking a Church. “You have a translation?”

“Yes, I have the best translator ever,” Steven responded sarcastically. “It’s written in English.”

Ignoring him, Church said, “Basically he thinks that because the way the number is written is similar to our Vault, he thinks that's good enough evidence to say that it's another one.”

“Well Celestia didn’t tell us what else we have to tell if it was one of the missing vaults.”

“Remind me to ask her next time we see her.”

“That may be for the best,” Steven agreed as he continued walking while reading the scroll he had gotten from the gift while the group continued to walk in silence for the rest of the trip.

As the group got back to the base, they headed to the barracks to turn in. Trent sat down on his new bed and took off his helmet and placing it on the ground. “Welp, our first day in our new life is finally over. Man, it feels like it's been, like, nearly 2 years.”

“A little bit over exaggerated there, but I know what you mean.”

“Met a bunch of anthropomorphic horses from a kid show, fought Grimm summoned by this world's version of Satan, and no I don't mean Salem, got a job and a scavenger hunt, met a Displaced and learned about that whole thing, and learned the supposed fate of the guys who we saw Displaced.”

“Okay, this recapping has gotten old,” Church said, appearing by Trent. The hologram looked between the 2 Displaced. “ I gotta say, if this is just our first day, I can only just imagine what the rest of our lives will be like. But, at least by the looks of it, I won't end up with a migraine from you two.”

“Give it time, then we'll see if you still think that,” Trent said.

Before Church can reply, they all heard a knock at the door. Trent blinked and looked at his companions. “Um, were we expecting any visitors?”

“How could we? Very few people know we are even here,” Steven pointed out.

The person continued knocking, before straight up slamming it. Trent facepalmed before looking at Steven. “Can you see who it is and get them to stop?”

Steven simply sighed slowly standing up before saying, “Okay, okay. I’m coming.” as he walked towards the door before opening it to find Sunset standing there with a suitcase, duffel bag, and wearing a set of pyjamas.

“I have a feeling I’m going to regret asking this, but why are you standing outside?”

Sunset shrugged. “Well Princess Celestia figured you guys should have somepony who can keep an eye on you and keep you in contact with her. So, I'm your new roommate.” Sunset then walked pass Steven and set her stuff down by a random bed before sitting down on it.

Steven then sighed as he closed the door muttering to himself, “I don’t know why, but for some reason, I swear this is also Decades fault.”

“Who?” Sunset and Church asked, confused.

Trent waved his hand dismissively. “Just some Sentai nonsense he likes.”

Sunset nodded before blinking and looking at Trent. “Huh. First time I see you without your helmet on.”

“Well while I seem comfortable enough to sleep in my armour, I rather keep my helmet off during that,” Trent responded before laying down, putting his hands behind his head and closing his eyes. “If you're sleeping here with us, then don't disturb me when I'm sleeping unless it's important.”

“Noted,” Sunset said with an eye roll.

Steven then walked up beside her before saying, “You can still back out if you wish… he is a handful to deal with.”

“Actually, this was my idea. Besides, gives me something to do instead of being stuck in Canterlot now that Twilight is staying in Ponyville.”

“Yeah, now you're stuck in a crumbling building with almost no food or any basic necessities, what a brilliant trade-off.”

“Well the princess is giving us some bits tomorrow for supplies and getting some builders to help fix some things here. Like the plumbing.”

“Maybe make sure the actual foundations are safe before that,” Steven suggested with a sigh. “Look, even if you weren’t staying, we couldn’t send you back out as you are. So get comfortable for tonight and we’ll work everything else out in the morning.”

With that said, they all went to sleep, finally drawing the first day of their new lives to a close.

Author's Notes:

Yeah. This is way overdue. We greatly apologize. Honestly I have nothing more to say than that. Also, very sorry if it isn't good.