18 months, 18 months had gone by since we arrived in Equestria. For those 18 months things changed instead of feeling like trapped survivors on a desolate island we began to feel more like colonists, being integrated into an alien world.

For the first couple months the others believed Boris’s promises. Time after time he’d give us a date and “If everything went right” we’d be back. After those first fearful months we began to feel more and more content about living in Equestria. We began to hear less and less from Boris, hell I thought he died.

The possibility of our lifeline dying didn’t stop us from working on careers. Lucky us the mayor formed a small barracks for the sake of keeping law and peace, me and my good friend Tyler took up the profession of being guards. Although we only had iron armor, unlike the gold armor of the Royal Guard, and a small fort, unlike the Royal Guard, it gave me a sense of pride knowing I was helping ponies (For the most part). The pay wasn’t bad either.

Dan made it his goal to join the Wonderbolts, for a while we all believed he was talking out of his ass, but surprisingly enough he pulled through. I convinced Ace to give Dan a shot, and like that Dan took off for Canterlot one fateful day. He came back a week later smelling of alcohol and other things (Best to not state) saying he had been accepted. Ever since then he comes by once or twice a month to drop by.

Conor wanted to become a baker; specializing in brownies. With Pinkie Pie’s help he got an apprenticeship from one Mr. Cake; he spends the most of his days merrily baking desserts of all kinds. It was pretty strange seeing Conor work; I always assumed he would go into smuggling or something, something where he wouldn’t have to wake up every day in a monotonous pattern, nonetheless here he is. Sometimes I even see the little rascal and Pinkie Pie giving each other looks, when I am on patrol of course, not like I spy on him…I really don’t.

For a while I didn’t know what the hell Nico was doing with his life. He normally just stayed at home pissing time away; except for a week every month where he’d go to Canterlot. I hadn’t the slightest clue what he was really doing. Then I realized he was going there every month to see Princess Luna. Got to admit Nico had balls, proposing to a princess at our 2nd Gala party! Hell I thought Princess Celestia would have the guards beat him to death; that was until Luna said yes.

Tyler ended up like me; working as a guard for Ponyville. Population, commerce, and tourism soared during month 6 or 7; that being that the Mayor wanted a sort of militia to enforce order, peace, and if the time came, war. Every day I still see him, during our routine of changing who was on duty. Frankly other than that we really never talked; he lived back at the old place, while I lived in the Barracks; I still here though that he was the old ballbuster that he always was.

Mike ended up being his whigger self; he went to Canterlot to become a disc jockey. That didn’t turn out very well; he got beaten up by the mob for stealing the lime light from another up and coming star named Vinyl Scratch; the same one who inspired Mike to become a disc jockey. Despite that major setback he became a star in Ponyville; opening up his own club and jockeying there. I heard things are going great for him; lots of bits I’ve heard.

Ayan did what he did best; being a juggernaut. He seems to be an agent for hire. A tool for the government, the anti-government, pirates, mercenaries, fellow agents and god knows who else. I still see him once in a while walking around clumsily in that suit of his, attracting the gazes of everypony who had never seen the likes of him. He still looks like an idiot; but seems to still be old harmless Ayan.

It was a weird feeling I had when I realized we were drifting apart. I was somewhat happy knowing we were all on the right track; we weren’t the same teenagers who one day stumbled on a secret, we were regular ponies working for a living. It was still sad though; they were the only things I had that reminded me of the old world; to this day whenever we get the chance talk about those old world things; like MW3 and what not. The last feeling I had was a kind of anger; the knowledge that I have the power to unite us again, but realize it isn’t the right thing to do. I knew that every pony had a life to live; who was I to change that? It was all for the best I kept telling myself.

Despite the fear of losing my friends I find solace in a new friend; Rarity. It was surprising; how most couples fight and argue, yet I and Rarity never fight. It was a hard thing to even tell my friends, but I was considering asking her to marry me. I even bought the most expensive ring I could find in Ponyville, which was 4 months’ salary. The problem was asking her; I doubt she would say no but it was still a difficult thing to say. I finally made myself say it. One day during the changeover period I confronted Tyler.

“Tyler” I asked in a stern voice “If I don’t ask Rarity to marry me in the next week stab me with a sword okay?” He laughed

“What have you been smoking Vespi!? I’m not going to stab you, just do it yourself”

“Come on you’re a bigger pussy then NATO” I said; he turned around with a steel desire in his face

“Fine I’ll do it; but make sure to tell me though so I don’t stab you on accident” He said

“Alrighty” I said walking back into the barracks for some coffee

I whether killed myself or saved myself

***

This was it; this was it! I and Rarity were eating at the fanciest restaurant in Ponyville; we were almost done eating and both ready to depart. If it wasn’t for Martha she’d probably ask me to come over for some dessert. But every time we’d try Martha would be there with a knife, or chainsaw, or axe, or nail gun; yea she was a crazy bitch.

“Hey Rarity there is something I want to ask you” I asked stepping out of my booth.

“Yea what is it?” She asked

Fuck how was I supposed to do this? Just ask her? I could feel myself sweat and I heard my heart beat.  Let’s see if this works…

“Rarity” I said, standing on one knee the ring out

Okay guys just want to say; long, sappy, philosophical, bull crappish speech INBOUND. Whether bear with me or just wait for the next chapter, even though you won't know what the hell happened.

“Sometimes I ask myself what I would do without you then I realize that I’d be nothing, because your my everything. I see you in the darkest night, your face in every star. I see your face in the autumn, your smile as abundant as the leaves on the ground. Every time you smile I swear a good deed is done somewhere. Every time you frown a storm cloud comes out [and kills a hippie]. Rarity will you do me the honor and marry me?”

Everyone gasped; I stood there for a moment, I couldn’t feel my heart beat at all. One beat missing, two beats missing, three beats missing, shit I think I’m going to die soon.

“Vespi I will I will marry you!” Rarity said that smile jetting from one side of the room to the other. Every other pony in the room began to clap and cheer. The two of us embraced for a moment, but sadly there is always one bull shit artist in the group.

“Chocolate Rain I have something to ask you too now” A earth pony said from the other side of the restaurant, o hell no, no one screws up the perfect night.

“No you don’t do it outside” I ordered “I’m a guard asshole!”

The disgruntled couple headed outside.

“Thank you” rarity said with a smile, before we hugged again.

***

I wasn’t there when Rarity told her parents; I thought I could hear Martha’s screaming from the barracks, on the other side of town. If I could I’d stayed long enough but I had to go for the night shift, perfect time to meet Tyler.

“Tyler I’m getting married” I said, nothing could stop my happiness now

“Good I was going to stab you 5 days early” He said with a laugh.

I couldn’t believe it!

“Your one lucky bastard” Tyler said with a wry chuckle “You got Rarity, Nico has the princess, hell Mike may be lying but I know he is dating that Vinyl Scratch” Tyler gave out a long exhale “You guys sure are lucky”

“Don’t worry Tyler” I said “Remember? 6 friends and luck”

“6 friends and luck…” Tyler repeated

That was all we needed

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