"Shut it, Pinkie! We heard you!" Rainbow Dash yelled out from the skies as she soared down to silence Pinkie's incisive shouting.

"Starlight is fine, Trixie is napping, and they're with ah… ugh… Pinkie?"

"Yeah, Rainbow?" Pinkie replied.

Rainbow looked down at the two unfamiliar creatures.

"I don't think those are trolls or golems."

"What? Are you sure? Look. Red hair, pale skin, skinny body, that's obviously a troll," Pinkie said, insistent on this fact.

Rainbow Dash looked down on the two.

"Yeah… right. What about the golem, Pinkie? Aren't golems supposed to be made of rocks and stuff?"

Pinkie tilted her head, straining her thoughts to calculate the best answer to prove that she was right. "Hey! Golem guy! Are you made of rocks?!"

Cerb smirked and looked to his friend.

"Hey, Troll. Am I made of rocks?"

"No! But he does get rock hard when he's around me!" Benny belted out with an excited, open-faced smile.

Cerb didn't appreciate the joke and slapped Benny upside the back of his head.

"Not funny, dude."

"Come on. You know that's funny," Benny said, looking way too pleased with himself.

Cerb tried to keep it cool.

"Not in front of royalty, be cool."

Benny chuckled.

"She's not royalty." He pointed to Rainbow Dash. "She's just one of the warriors."

"Warriors?" Rainbow questioned aloud.

She had flown down next to the two of them without being noticed, and her voice made both Cerb and Benny flinch.

"So you've heard the legends of the Dash, huh?"

They looked down and made eye contact with the rainbow-maned mare. Before either could reply, Cerb felt something warm and dense press against his back and shoulders. His heart raced, wondering what else had snuck upon him.

Pinkie somehow placed herself behind Cerb and was testing him for Golem-like properties.

"You don't feel like a Golem. Can you get rock hard for me?"

Cerb jumped away from the pink pony with a less-than-masculine vocal response.

Pinkie made eyes at Benny and motioned them to Cerb.

"Hey! How do you make your Golem all hard and stonie?"

Benny was about in tears.

"I dunno, Pinkie—" Benny tried to hold back his laughter as he looked to Cerb, who was still trying to slow his heart rate.

"Hey, golem? She wants me to help you make you hard for her. What normally does it for ya?"

Cerb's face turned to crimson as he snapped to face Benny.

"Shut up, Troll! You don't make me hard!"

"Ooo! Maybe I can make him hard? What do I have to do?" Pinkie questioned enthusiastically before she ran up to Cerb.

She looked him over, darting from here and there at a speed only she could pull off. She examined him with no process or rhythm, hoping to find some clear sign to trigger this transformation.

"Do I do a dance? Is it a spell? Do you have to get really angry first?"

Pinkie flexed in front of Cerb with a Most Muscular pose, making her muscles grow to ridiculous proportions, veins and all.
"Golem smash now!"

Breaking the pose, she somehow reappeared on the top of his head, leaning down to look him upside-down eye to eye.

"Is there a button I have to push?"

Cerb jumped back, causing Pinkie to flip in mid-air somersaults, making a comical "Wah!" kind of sound as she spun. He continued his retreat, swatting at the air and frantically brushing at his hair like he had a spider crawling on his head.

Benny was laughing so hard that it left him feeling drunk.

"No!" Benny was doubled over. "No button. It's—" More laughter breaking up his words. "It's more like a lever. Ah, ha ha ha!"

Cerb stood still; this dick joke wasn't funny. Well, it was. Just not to him.

Pinkie lay on the ground, her chin and neck flat on the ground where she landed, her back arched over her head. Her eyes were spinning in a daze but came back to life with this new revelation.

"A lever? Of course! That makes perfect sense!" (No, it didn't.)

Cerb turned to the hillside and started walking back.

"Okay, fuck this, Troll. I'm out. Walk away. I'm going back to the house and tell everyone that we're stuck in a cartoon pony fever dream."

Pinkie popped up to her hooves and reached her hoof out longingly, sad to see her chance to make the golem turn to stone.

"Wait! I didn't find your lever yet!"

Cerb's voice lightly faded as he continued walking away.

"I hate you, Ben! Hate!"

Another lady's voice entered the conversation.

"Oh, no. This can't be good. First, an explosion, and then teleportation stops working. Now a troll and golem are having a friendship problem, but none of our cutie marks are glowing."

Twilight stood atop the hill in her usual panicky self. She reached for a book and began to flip through the pages.

"What kind of magic could cause all these problems? Are they even related?"

Benny started to calm his laughter and tried to stand upright long enough to catch up with Cerb so he could bring him back.

"Awe, come on, Cerb. The princess is here. We can find your lever later."

Benny doubled over again. He couldn't have stopped from laughing even if he had to.

Cerb marched his way to the hill and started down, not noticing two figures trailing behind him.

"Laugh it up, Ben! I'll get ya back. Don't you worry about it!"

Twilight was flipping through her book, looking for anything that mentioned spells that caused friends to fight but also had other damaging side effects.

Her concentration was broken by Starlight, who was able to bring Trixie back up to at least a seated position.

"Twilight put the book down. You're not going to find the answers in there."

"Huh? Starlight? What's going on?" Twilight closed the book, putting it back in a satchel on her side.

Starlight gave a weary sigh.

"They're not trolls or golems, and an anti-friendship spell didn't cause this."

"Oh? Really?" Twilight came to her student. "Do you know what's up with them or the explosion from earlier?"

Applejack had apparently finally caught up.

"Y'all had any luck figuring out just what the hay's going on with all the explosions and whatnot?"

Applejack walked around to join the three magic mares, where she saw the battered Trixie. So, of course, being the element of Honesty...

"Golly, Trixie! You look more beat up than Granny's twice-stomped apple fritter pancakes." Applejack leaned in close to Twilight's ear. "It's a family secret recipe."

Pinkie Pie walked up to interrupt the conversation, watching Benny try to catch up to Cerb.

"Are we going with Fluttershy and Rarity to help the troll and his golem friend? They looked a little beat up."

She faced the rest of the group.

"Hey! Trixie! You look beat up, too!" Her body tensed. "Wait! Did I miss a super-duper double unicorn and golem-troll fight? Did you get to see how the troll made the golem get all rock-hardy and stuff? I've been told he has a lever that turns it on, but I didn't find it."

Trixie sat and sulked like her soul was crushed. Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Yet!" Pinkie added after a needless delay; mischief alluded in her tone.

All the ponies looked up to Pinkie. She, in turn, looked them over, confused as to why they weren't following along.

"Yet," Pinkie clarified. "I didn't find it yet."

Pinkie's words might as well have fallen on deaf ears.

Pinkie raised a hoof to her chin, looking up to the heavens as she pondered.

"The lever! He has a lever. I never seen a golem that wasn't hard all the time. Actually… I've never seen a golem. Like, ever."

"Pinkie." Starlight quietly spoke up. "All of you listen."

The seriousness of her voice instantly changed the mood of the whole group.

"They're not trolls or golems. They're not from Equestria. They're called humans, and they're not even from our world."

The group gasped, but Starlight continued before any questions could be raised.

"It seems they were brought here by a spell that combined an excessively large portal, teleportation, emotion binding, and a bunch of others I haven't had the chance to fully understand. It wasn't stable, but it managed to bring those two, and at least five others here before it collapsed. That's what caused the explosion."

"Excessively large portal?" Twilight inquired. "How excessively large are we talking? Something more than six or seven meters?"

Trixie's cloak fluttered for a moment, her book glowing in her aura as it floated out for Twilight to see as it opened to her spell.

"Apparently, I made it 16 meters," Trixie squeaked out.

"What!" Twilight screamed. "16 Meters! That's not—"

She looked over Trixie's spell, trying to decipher it.

"Are you crazy?! Why would you use such a large scale in your dimensional breaching architecture? These binding spells can't support the magic needed with the output ranges to match any kind of stable bridging construct. They're not even properly attached!"

Twilight held the book close to her face, trotting back and forth as she read.

"Twilight…" Starlight tried to bring Twilight back from her rant.

“Passionate? Lov… Powerful devotion!” Twilight continued on.

"Umm. Twilight…" Pinkie spoke up but went unheard.

"There's no calculations even listed for the destination!" Twilight rambled on, oblivious to the world around her as she fixated on all the glaring mistakes.

"Twilight." Rainbow raised her voice.

"Most of these spell fragments are just fragments of fragments of spells! I'm guessing the swelling and bruises you have are because your spell literally Blew up in your face!”

Twilight felt something hard had struck her in the back of the head.

"Ow!"

Twilight turned as an apple thumped down on the ground, now dented from her skull.

"Twilight!" Applejack matched Twilight's volume.

"What!" Twilight fired back, only to see Pinkie, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, and Starlight all glaring at her.

Twilight didn't budge, flexing her anger. She held it all the way up until she noticed the only set of eyes not set on her.

Trixie had her face buried in Starlight's chest. She was crying. Clinging onto Starlight for any bit of strength that could be spared.

Twilight was struck with dé·jà vu of making the same mistake again, assuming the worst of Trixie. She lowered her head and slowly approached the weeping mess of a pony who was no longer looking Great or Powerful.

"Trixie… I'm sorry. I shouldn't have—"

"I messed up. I messed it up so bad. I thought..." Trixie sniffed and tried to catch her breath. "I thought the bindings would pull the partials together. Fill the gaps with the emotional bonds. I thought—I thought the passion would be enough to pull through the distance."

Trixie pulled her head up from Starlight, seeing how she was making a mess on her friend's foreleg. Her face held no secrets; her eyes were honest about the pain, and her cheeks wet from the tears. Still hidden in plain sight, the faint reflection of blood again gleaned from her nose.

"I thought the devotion would work as the foundation. If they were all strong enough, everything would hold."

Twilight looked again at the writings for the spell. So much of the calculations that were filled in were off. Nevertheless, where the spells that were incomplete or out of scale with each other, the values of the emotions linked to the bindings, theoretically, could have worked to support a spell of such complexity. The emotions would have to have been incredibly powerful to work, but still. Trixie's spell, in all honesty, was the craziest combination of cluelessness and genius.

Trixie sniffled again before choking out more confessions to the others.

"I started the spell, but it wouldn't hold with the bindings. So, I put in my own passion and devotion instead."

She smiled weakly through her pain.

"And it worked. It opened. Oh, it was so big and beautiful. I thought it was so big because of my fans' love for me."

Trixie thought back to the sight. Sitting on her bed, so comfortable and content. Bright and beautiful segments of light flowing and shimmering like a vortex of water and oil. Rippling and shimmering brilliant whites, crimson, and purple.

"It was so beautiful, Twilight." Trixie looked up to Starlight. "I wish you could have seen it."

Her smile breached through the pain as Starlight smiled back, surprisingly seemed impressed or proud. Their eyes met, and Trixie's smile trembled as all the pain and hurt came back.

"But then the bridge formed…" more tears welled up. "—the bridge was there… but… "

Her eyes slammed shut again.

"—but no pony was there on the other side…"

Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie were waiting for the other horseshoe to drop, but Starlight and Twilight understood what that meant. What followed was the voice of a broken heart and a defeated spirit.

"Nopony loved Trixie…"

Starlight did her best to comfort her.

"Oh, Trixie. That's not true. Think of all the ponies here in Ponyville."

Trixie swallowed hard.

"The spell didn't look here. I made sure it wouldn't so I didn't end up folding the linked ends in on themselves and create a loop."

Twilight walked up and laid a hoof on her shoulder.

"And it's a good thing you didn't. That could have made even a much smaller portal dangerous."

"Yeah," Trixie wiped away new tears that were streaming down her face. "But even though the bridge was complete, it didn't actually link anywhere. It couldn't, so, it started to crumble, and I panicked. I put more of myself into the magic and... I dunno. It's like I thought about what I was looking for, and it changed with me."

"You changed the spell after casting it? You mean you canceled it?" Starlight asked.

"No," She was quick to retort. "I— I didn't stop the spell. It just changed the more I thought about just finding any kind of love, or passion, or devotion. Even the smallest sliver of it that I could share. And for a moment, I felt it."

"Ugh… Just whereabouts did that feeling come from?" Applejack asked an excellent question. "Might it been them, humans, you were talking about?"

"Maybe," Trixie looked to both Starlight and Twilight, perhaps hoping for some confirmation from them. "I mean, I think so?"

Twilight encouraged her to continue.

"Well, what happened next?"

"I'm not sure. It's like everything started to pull up into the well above the bridge. The light inside stopped flowing above the bridge. Like it was frozen or turned to crystal. It cracked and splintered. Sounded like a window breaking. Then the whole bridge bent like something had a hold of it and was trying to rip it out. The cracked piece above the bridge started to glow brighter, kind of like hot metal as it melts."

Everything about Trixie's whole magic experience sounded so unfamiliar to everypony listening.
Even the two experts never heard anything that matched her descriptions.

"Where the melting fractures were, it swirled and pooled together, then it opened like another portal was forming. But there was no bridge, no structure, it just opened to emptiness. Crunching and swirling darkness. I panicked and tried to force the entrance to separate from the bridge. You know, create a gap of space not connected to the bridge or the portal." Trixie explained.

Starlight turned to Twilight.

"Twilight, is that even safe?" She never heard of such a thing.

Twilight thought for a moment.

"I guess so long as there is enough space between the constructs built inside and the entrance to the portal. It could be enough space to prevent the connection from being strong enough to let anything through."

"That's what I was thinking. But then, I don't know how to describe it other than silent lightning struck the bridge from somewhere in the darkness. But when it struck the bridge, it didn't flash away like normal lightning. It danced along the bridge, growing bigger and brighter. But then it became more rigid and dense, slowing down every second it was connected."

Trixie sniffed and took a handkerchief that Pinkie offered to her, blowing her nose and trying to catch her breath. Trixie offered the hanky back to Pinkie, but the offer was rejected, so she tucked the used hanky somewhere under her cape before picking up where she left off.

"I was trying to close the portal on my side, but it was so big. I just couldn't shut it. But then the lightning wasn't lightning anymore. It was thick with the same colored lights flowing around it, and it changed from the jagged shape of lighting to a long straight tube, thing. But when it straightened out, it slammed down onto the bridge inside and smashed the foundation... just... slammed everything down, pulling everything into the center. It even pulled the entrance closer to the foundation of the bridge… "

She was slowly shaking her head back and forth, remembering the terrifying experience all over again.

"And when it happened, there was no sound. Like I was in a vacuum. I couldn't even hear the air move around me as it was being sucked in. And that's when the explosion hit me,"—she rubbed her swollen cheek as she retold her story. "I didn't remember it all until just a minute ago after I woke from fainting."

Trixie covered her eyes with her hoofs.

"The Benny human knew who I was. I have fans of my show. Fans from another world, somehow… and I almost…" she ran her hoof down her swollen cheek again.

"I'm afraid to see them now." She was practically trembling. "What if they're really hurt? What if they're stuck here because of me? What if I've just ruined seven lives, and they all hate me? I don't know how to fix this. This is all my fault."

Twilight sat and thought about what all Trixie had explained.

"Well, not that I'm blaming you, but it sounds like your spell reached out to them. But why, or even how, it reached through an entirely different dimensional wall. That doesn't make any sense to me."

Applejack felt it appropriate to share another honest thought.

"Twilight, do you really have any idea how any of this here magic even really works?"

"Huh?" Twilight didn't know why she would ask such a question to a pony who was so well renowned for her mastery of magic.

Applejack went on to expand her question.

"Now, I know you know how to do spells that do all sorts of crazy stuff with magic. But how does it work when you're not the one in control? I mean. We all ended up with our Elements of Harmony, they're magical, but no pony gave them to us. We just plum had 'em show up out of thin air. What made them stay with us? How did we know how to make 'em work?"

Applejack started to question herself as she went further into her thoughts, the difficulties of trying to explain a concept about a practice she was admitting she didn't understand.

"Well, I know they respond to our emotions and such. But there's noth'n really logical or practical about them things."

Twilight had asked herself those same questions before but never could find an answer.

Applejack went on to complete her thought.

"I never really questioned it. Just figured that it is what it is, and it does what it does. But sometimes I swear that magic and some of yer' all spells just don-gun do what they want to. And for a good reason, I imagine, though. I mean, sometimes I think it knows more than we do and only does what it needs to do."

Applejack put a hoof on Trixie, trying to show just how honest and sincere she was being.

"So if that spell of yours knew what you was asking for, and it brought however many humans, or whatever they're called, here to Equestria, then it must be for a reason that we just don't understand, yet."

Trixie sniffed hard and wiped her eyes again before looking up to Applejack.

"You really think so?"

Rainbow Dash felt she had to share some helpful insight.

"Trixie, if you've spent more time around us, you'd come to realize that every time some emergency pops up because some pony acted without thinking, wanted to get revenge on another pony, or tried to use some power that's beyond their control, it always turns out fine in the end so long as that pony starts being honest with themselves and everypony else."

Starlight interjected.

"Is it really that common?"

The others all nodded and voiced their confirmations that this was, in fact, the case.

"Yeah. At least once a week, we go through this with somepony new." Pinkie added in. "Sometimes, even we end up being the ones who have to be saved from ourselves. I mean, how many times does Fluttershy have to relearn to be confident? Or Twilight doesn't need to always be in control and worry about pleasing everypony? Or Rainbow Dash being too overconfident and brash? Or that I can't keep a secret?"

All eyes were on Pinkie, making her realize the irony of her confession.

"Oops. Well, maybe one day I'll learn my lesson for good."

Twilight sighed.

"Yeah… that's pretty much how it goes around here."

"Oh!" Pinkie got excited. "I think that means Rarity is up next with a relapse on her vanity."

"Pinkie," Everypony said in unison.

"Or will it be Applejack lying?" Pinkie corrected herself.

"Pinkie!" They all tried to stop her again.

"Oops. Sorry again. Does this mean I'll get skipped next time since I went twice in a row?" Pinkie looked around for anypony that had an answer.

Trixie laughed for a moment.

"Thank you. All of you."

Starlight looked around, noticing two ponies, and the two humans weren't in sight.

"Where are the others?"

Fluttershy and Rarity were taking it upon themselves to fix a friendship problem that they thought was developing.

"Umm, excuse me," Fluttershy tried to get the attention of this hulking beast, but he seemed to be ignoring her.

Truth be told, Cerb went from rolling with the punches and just accepting this lunacy to being generally creeped out and a little scared. How these ponies seemed to defy all his constraints of reality was disturbing. Yet, he was still somehow remaining sane.

"Excuse me, sir? Umm, I was wondering if you could. Sir? I…" Fluttershy's voice trailed off lower and lower until she was essentially just mouthing words under her breath.

Rarity saw this as being her time to step up if any progress was going to be made, and she ran out in front of Cerb.

"Pardon me, my good sir, but you're being awfully rude to my friend Fluttershy."

Cerb stopped but nearly fell forward on poor Rarity.

"Hey! Sorry..." He took a gasp of air. "I'm just not ready for this. Not saying you all haven't been very nice and all, because you have. I just can't deal with the talking unicorns and pony things crawling all over me, or my boy trying to get me—god damn, you're gorgeous."

Cerb stared down at the blue-maned mare. He couldn't help but notice her beautiful white fur, styled hair, and enchanting eyes that could only exist in a world of fantasy. Actually, it dawned on him that, for a moment, he couldn't separate thought from action.

"Did I just say that out loud?"

Rarity was without a retort, and her obvious blushing only made it harder to put words together.

"Well, I was— I mean we, Fluttershy and I just wa—"

Why couldn't she get her thoughts together? She was used to flattery but somehow was caught so off guard and was a flustered mess. It took her a few seconds, but she cleared her throat and regained her posh, dignified posture and tone.

"Well, be that as it may. We have an obligation to help those in need, and do you really think I'm gorgeous?"

Her posh and pristine manners were replaced by making eyes at Cerb, no different than a high school flirt.

Fluttershy finally saw what was happening between the two and became uncomfortable at the scene of Rarity making a pass at the new arrival.

"Oh, we just wanted to make sure everything was okay between you and your friend...but, umm… If you two are doing fine without me, I can just, you know. Leave. I can just come back at a later time."

Cerb turned his attention to Fluttershy.

"Oh, you sweet thing, you."

This winged yellow pony looked so downtrodden and rejected as she fluttered in the air. He wondered just how much his rudeness must have upset her. After another quick look, he saw into her big, sad eyes, seeing a kind soul who was just begging to be loved.

"I'm sorry about that. I'm being a real jerk right now. Don't think that- no. You know what? Come here."

Cerb reached his arms out for a hug.

Fluttershy held out her hooves, hoping to ward him off.

"Oh no. It's okay, really. I can just—"

But it was too late. His long, thick arms reached under her wings and wrapped around her back. There was no escaping this sudden embrace.

"Okay, so I guess we're doing this then, but really if you want me to come back…"

Her words fell short, becoming overwhelmed by what she was feeling. Such warmth and tenderness, such generous giving of affection from a body that was so strong, yet it was also gentle and welcoming. There in his muscular arms, she had no sense of vulnerability, she couldn't resist.

"Well, I guess if you really don't mind me staying." She hugged him back, only amplifying the sensations she was already feeling.

The sound of masculine laughter crept up on the three, breaking all of them out of their haze. Were they even acting coherently?

Benny meekly dragged his feet forward.

"Oh, dude. I'm sorry about that up there."

His apology ended abruptly as he lost his balance and went back to laughing.

"I couldn't, haha."

He bent over, raising his hand with a gesture to wait, trying to compose himself.

"Woo..."

He tried to catch his breath.

"Everything was just so damn funny."

He fought back more chuckles.

"But then you—"

Benny fell out from under his knees, landing flat on his ass. He laughed again, even harder, like it was a joke in and of itself.

"Dude, why can't I stop…"

He breathed in and out heavily. His joyous grin momentarily faded to one of concern and seriousness.

"Dude, why can't I stop laughing?"

Cerb examined him from afar with concern next to the two ponies.

"Dude?"

Benny began to laugh again. Was he punking his friend? Was this some stupid joke that only he thought was funny?

Rarity didn't understand what the joke was, but something was clearly off.

"Is your friend normally like this?"

Benny looked up at the others. His eyes and motions made him look like he was drunk.

"No!" He loudly answered through his laughs.

Again, he giggled and laughed like he was out of breath.

"I think I must have hit my head too hard or something. Get me back to the house, man."

Cerb turned around to face his friend while still holding up Fluttershy.

"Yeah, brother. Let's get you to your bed, okay?"

"Do you live nearby?" Fluttershy asked, her face close enough for her breath to warm Cerb's ear.

"No, we're super lost right now." Benny rubbed his eyes. "Something brought my house here with me and my friends."

He was no longer laughing, but he seemed exhausted.

"Starlight said her and Trixie would help us get home."

Cerb readjusted Fluttershy in his arms, not releasing the Pegasus, and turned to face her.

"Okay, so I'm just gonna put you down, okay?"

Fluttershy blushed a bit, realizing how she was still being held.

As Cerb bent over to sit Fluttershy down, he asked for some help.

"Ladies, could you possibly give us a hand back down to his house."

He carefully made sure Fluttershy had all fours on the ground before turning back to point at the only house at the bottom of the hill they were already halfway down.

"That's us down there. I can introduce you to the others."

He pointed to the out-of-place house down past the bottom of the hill.

Apparently, the five others had all been standing in the garage watching Cerb and the ponies as they came back into view. Looking down, Cerb could make out that both Chris and Lumberman were holding two long guns.

"Oh, of course, dearie. Fluttershy and I would love to meet your friends and give you any kind of help we can." Rarity offered.

"Oh, yes." Added Fluttershy. "We'd be more than huggy, I mean, more than happy to help."

A red flush appeared on her face again.

"Hey." Benny sat, holding his head. "I'd appreciate the help y'all were offering."

The three helped Benny to his feet. Cerb could have done it himself, but the other two insisted on lending a hoof. (Their term, not his.)

Benny noticed the faint sound of crying. Unless he was mistaken, it sounded like Trixie's voice.

"Do any of you hear that crying, or is it just me?"

Fluttershy flapped her wings to fly just high enough to see Trixie crying into Starlight's forelegs and the others gathered around her. A mix of thoughts crossed her mind, namely, if she should go and check on her as well.

Uncharacteristically, she reasoned no. Trixie was with Starlight and the others, so she was in well-capable hooves. Also, she didn't really like Trixie, but that wouldn't be kind on her part. However, these two newcomers needed help. Physical help, plus something about them captured her curiosity.

She made up her mind that she was best suited to help with the humans.

"It's okay. It looks like Trixie is upset over something," Fluttershy informed the others. "But I mean, she did lose her wagon today, and she looks like she hurt her face a bit-" She looked at the others. "I don't think they need us, though. Let's get you two back to your house so you can lay down. I'm sure they can find us when they're ready."

"Thanks," Benny replied, sounding like he was sobering up.

The four made their way down to the house. Two of them not sure what they were walking into. The other two were not sure how to introduce or explain their newly founded four-legged companions.

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