Cadance appeared to be taken an interest in Tipsy. The little filly was enthralled with her daughters. Both Flurry and Fall (her adopted daughter) were both cuddled up and held in the small pegasi's hooves. Cadance smiled. She knew the filly was harmless. In fact, from her observations, even the adult Gemini mares were harmless, almost like children. Sheltered form the outside world since their birth.

Tipsy's eyes sparkled as she looked at the sleeping foals in her hooves. "Th-their so cute."

The pink alicorn chuckled. "Yes, little one. They are very cute."

"Is it true they drink milk from their mother to grow?" Tipsy asked turning her sparkling eyes towards the mother.

Cadance nodded. "Indeed, Tipsy. Weren't you taught about this?"

Tipsy shook her head. "I-I only heard some things. Mother said we're not ready for 'that' education yet."

"That education?" Cadance asked. Then her eyes went wide when she realized. "Oh. Well. Perhaps you are a little too young to learn about... 'that'. But I think you have a right to know about your own body."

"My own body?" Tipsy asked, fluttering her wings nervously.

Cadance nodded as she shifted her position to show the filly. "Here, see. These are my teats. They produce the milk that the foals need to grow."

She demonstrated by pressing down on the pink bud and expressing a tiny white pear of cream. "See?"

Tipsy gasped, taking a quick peek between her own hind legs. Cadance laughed.

"You're too young to have really developed them yet, Tipsy," she told the filly. "And you won't fully develop until you have your first foal. That's when they get big and start producing milk."

Tipsy looked like her mind had just exploded. "Wow. Biology is more interesting then mother said."

Cadance was confused. Was Celestia hiding things from the Gemini mares? They were so innocent. Too innocent.

She could understand wanting to mold a brand new future in her own image, but this was something else. She was raising them to be ignorant. Perfect little followers.

"Tell me," Cadance said, getting up and walking around behind the filly to place her hooves her shoulders in a comforting manner, "did your mother tell you what would happen if you were... captured?"

Tipsy gasped and nodded with a smile. "She said we had to remain apart and pure from the outside influences. Because if we ever got corrupted they would play with our brains like she does the males."

Cadance stopped rubbing the fillies shoulders in horror. How could she be so calm and collected when she would be lobotomized if she ever returned to Celestia. She gave the filly a quick squeeze. "Excuse me, Tipsy. I need to go speak to someone."

She left the filly with her daughters, rushing to find Speedy and Dez. They needed to know. She was also so glad she had ignored Dez's idea of vivisectioning the one mare who was a clone of her mother. It would have been wrong regardless, but with this new information...

Gemini Garden 2.0 was quiet today. Mother was there, and she was quiet. That meant everyone else should be quiet too. Out of respect. Also because some of their sisters had been kidnapped.

Celestia meanwhile sat at a table, examining the fruits of her labor. The five gelded colts she had sent there sat on the table, lobotomy scars crisscrossing their skulls. One couldn't figure out how to stand, the second was too far gone and just drooled dumbly upon the table, the third couldn't hold it's head up straight, the fourth couldn't seem stop twitching, and the fifth... almost perfect. Transcendance was just out of her reach.

But... something was giving her pause. When #@$^)(^%(#$#$)%#$%:"?><>?":@#%#$%#$%^$%^&$^&$#@#$&^&% had attempted to exact punishment upon her for her diminishing tribute, someone... no... it was Speedy, she knew it. Speedy had hurt the Olden One. Somehow. It had saved her from some nasty scarring, but, now, #@$^)(^%(#$#$)%#$%:"?><>?":@#%#$%#$%^$%^&$^&$#@#$&^&% had a threat, one Celestia would have to remove.

"I will save this world, Speedy," she muttered darkly as she used a sleep spell on the geldings to cease their whimperings. "Equestria will survive this coming storm. And your interference will no more help your little cause than an ant can stop a train."

Then, she did something very different. She gave each of the geldings a kiss on the head and ordered one of her daughters to give them some proper bedding for the night. After all, they should be honored for bringing her so far.