The kitchen was a big room with three long rectangular wooden tables, put next to each other in a line in the center. It was colored like the rest of the building. At the end there were shelves on the wall and a small oven. Six tall windows kept the room bright every day but today it was grimmer than ever because of the bad weather.

Often the ponies, working in the Office, would come in here and have a nice fast meal with their colleagues. It was a place, where after a busy day, the Royal Guardians could release the tensions in cider drinking games or in talks.

Lucky was sitting at the table with a gloomy face, that looked at the wooden floor. The grey unicorn came to him with a steady pace, holding a plate with two glasses, from which steam was rising from the liquid inside them.

"I'm sorry, Lucky, for what happened down there. Here, this will cheer you up." Quarter Key sincerely apologized. He handed to Lucky the glass, filled with hot chocolate milk. The pegasus was looking grumpy and reluctantly took the mug. He didn't feel like drinking at all.

"I'm a fool. I should have just walked away. Why did I feel the need to help him? Quarter Key was right, she is uncontrollable and I lost it to such a low-life-stealer. Better control next time, I guess!" Lucky thought.

Quarter Key finished with his chocolate milk and he had a look of a pony, who was distanced by the problems of the world.

"Noting like a good, warm chocolate deliciousness with milk." he noted with a smile but then his happiness disappeared, when he saw Lucky's untouched drink. "What's the matter, boy?" the unicorn asked with a concerned voice.

Lucky shook himself out from his thoughts and turned to the elder. He looked uncertain and not well, despite his fake smile, doing its best to cover his feelings.

"Noting, I just remembered I had a meeting in here." then he slowly drank a few sips of his hot drink.

"Meeting? With whom, if I may ask?" Quarter Key looked kind of surprised and rightfully so. Just recently he heard from Metal Eye that Lucky was in worse shape than ever but today the pegasus came here to meet other ponies and for him it seemed quite unbelievable.

"Should I tell him? I don't want rumors spreading about me. However, I do not want to play games, especially with the Old Horn." Lucky thought, while slowly drinking from his glass.

"It's just somepony with a job for me." he answered with a low voice. After that the pegasus put his half empty glass on the table and sighed. If his eyes weren't hidden by the silk towel, they'd look at the glass with a sight of an eagle. Quarter Key sat on the opposite side of the ping colored table. Now he looked serious but at the same time his eyes showed honest concern to his friend.

"Go on. You can tell me."

"I don't want this to fly around in here."

"My mouth is shut." Quarter Key was all ears.

Lucky had a last moment of split over weather to tell him or not but he took a deep breath and began:

"The thing is: I can't live like no pony anymore. I must move on!" Lucky whispered.

"It's understandable. Everypony, who would live one year in misery, would want to change. But how does this job get into the picture?"

"Well, I do not know yet. I was supposed to learn the specifics, when I meet this... Blooming Rose, I think she was called. She wants me to find something like a private detective but how am I going to do exactly that, when I'm blind?"

"I do not have the answer but are you sure its Ms Blooming Rose? The big artist?" Quarter Key was intrigued by hearing her name.

"Yes, her friend, Fancy Pants, told me so."

"Fancy Pants? The one and only famous pony in Canterlot? Kid, I'd say you had some extraordinary luck to talk to him in person. When this happened?" Quarter Key sounded energetic and pushed friendly the pegasus's shoulder with his hoof.

"Today." Lucky didn't sound very excited, more like uncertain in his upcoming question. He lifted his face up so that theirs met in one plane. "What do you think, Quarter Key? Should I take the job?"

The old pony held his enthusiasm and thought for a moment.

"Fancy Pants is a pony of his word and he means business. However, It bothers me why he chose you." Quarter Key said with serious tone.

"It wasn't him, Ms Rose chose me for this job."

The last sentence made Quarter Key look like a judge, who was about to give his verdict.  

Silence took over. The two ponies were siting against each other almost like statues. Lucky "gazed" at Quarter Key, who was lost in what advise to give in the pegasus's situation. Suddenly several lightnings lit the room from the windows for a second and then some moments later the piercing noise hit them like a mule. However, they didn't scare the ponies inside that didn't give any signs of life outside of their breathing. Outdoors the weather had become worse. Strong wind came out of nowhere and it violently pushed the coronas of the trees in the direction it blew. Big storm was about to unleash its fury upon the Capital that no pony saw it coming.

Lucky waited for a minute, when his patience wore off and couldn't stand this oppressive atmosphere anymore.

"Forget about it!" he said insistently. "I'm the one, who will make the choice, not you."

"No one said otherwise, sonny. I guess going for it is the best option. In your case, anything, which will get you out of your previous state, is the best option, I think. However, why Ms Rose didn't ask us for this? Last time I checked, we are supposed to sort ponies' problems, even if they require detective work."

"Maybe the thing she wants me to find must be kept in a secret? Or maybe she just lost her cat or something like that?" Lucky made a small smile on his face, which was illuminated by another lightening.

Suddenly the two ponies heard a ringing sound, which was coming from the reception and it immediately took their attention.

"I'd better check it. The other ponies might not have heard the ringing." Quarter Key said, while standing up and then with a fast paced went to the door. Before he left the kitchen, the unicorn turned his head and said: "I'll be back!"

Lucky nodded and then the older pony moved into the corridor, which led directly to the Office's reception. The pegasus turned to the table and propped on his hoof. He wondered what to do next after his meeting with the artist. There were a lot of things needed to be done, if he wanted to start a new and his thoughts consumed his entire mind.

Suddenly the small light bulb blinked a few times and then it turned off without making any sound. The kitchen went fully dark but there was no way the blind pony to notice it. Little did he know that something formed silently out of the tin air behind him. For a split second a lighting illuminated the room again, revealing a pony-like shape, standing on the wall. It grew in size and when its head reached the ceiling, the shadow opened its white scary-looking eyes. They focused on the little pony, who was silently sitting, unaware of what was happening. For some odd reasons, The temperature dropped rapidly and Lucky felt cold shivers on his back and it immediately broke off his thoughts.  

"Strange, it was not cold in here a moment ago... did I hit my head again?"  

"Lucky!" something spoke his name in front of him, which almost scared the living feathers out of the pegasus. The voice was kind of strange, as if it came from another reality. It echoed several times and each time the pony heard his name, he turned his head to, where the sound came. Lucky was confused of what's going on but tried to calm down and think straight.

"Who are you?" the pegasus sounded a bit scared. No answer was given and he didn't like it at all. Lucky then asked again the same question but this time with more punch in his words.

"So young, so innocent..." the voice now sounded in Lucky's head and it made him panic a little. However, his old angry feelings rose up and helped him combat the fear before it could consume him entirely. He gritted his teeth and hit the table with his hoof.

"If this is some kind of a cruel joke, It will better for you to stop or I'll make sandwiches out of you!" he sounded really threatening but the the powerful thing started laughing with very scary voice. However, it didn't make him more afraid, on the contrary, it made him angrier.

"Get lost, whoever you are!" Lucky shouted as loud as he could.

"Excuse me?" a mare asked at the kitchen door. Lucky numbed for a moment because of the new confusion. The room was again illuminated by the small light bulb and the temperature instantly rose to its normal levels. The mysterious shadow had magically disappeared into the tin air and noting indicated that something very strange had been going on in the kitchen.

"Lucky, what is this all about?" Quarter Key asked dazedly. He was standing next to the beautiful mare. "Anything wrong?"    

Lucky got a hold on himself and shamefully shrugged oh his chair.

"What's happening to me? Am I imagining things now or am I absolutely mad?" the pegasus asked himself. "Stay cool, Lucky! Just think of an excuse!"

"I'm sorry about this! Bad dream, I guess..." Lucky apologized embarrassingly. Then he thought: "Bad dream? I definitely was not sleeping!" he sighed. "This day just won the title: "The most awkward and the weirdest!"."

"No harm done! I'm Ms Blooming Rose and you must be Mr Lucky, if I'm not mistaken? You are in greater shape than I was expecting." she sounded very polite and her voice had an interesting aristocratic accent, which made her sound very intelligent.

Lucky quickly managed to wipe the embarrassing feelings out of himself and nodded at her general direction.

"The one and only, Ms Rose." he greeted with a smile. "Let's get to the point. You have a job for me. Would you like to talk about it here or somewhere else?"

"I'd prefer our meeting to be held in a quieter place, If you know what I mean."

"So it's something important after all. I'll have to be careful with her, I do not want to get into trouble." Lucky thought. He successfully hid what he was thinking by keeping his smile on his face.

"Quarter Key, is there an empty room, where we can talk in private?"

"Technically there are a lot of empty offices at the moment but the perfect room may be your ex-office, which we made into a storage room, because our old one is under renovation." the unicorn answered.  

"My office is a storage room? Last I remember, it was the smallest in the entire building." Lucky said ironically.

"It was one of the few rooms that were not being used by anypony. It may be a bit tight but It's the best choice, considering almost no pony goes there and here aint a lot of us here."

"Alright, it will have to do. Do you have any objection, Ms Rose?" Lucky asked.

"No, I don't." she looked indifferent.

"Will ya need help with the directions, sonny?" Quarter Key asked, when he walked to the table.

"I lost my sight, not my memory." Lucky noted, when he got off his chair. "Turn left to the stairs, get to the second floor and go straight through the corridor. It is the last room behind the corner."

"You are correct." the unicorn nodded at him. "I'll stay here, if you need anything. Gotta clean these glassfuls."

Lucky went to Blooming Rose and when he got near her, heavy aroma hit his smell. She had used a very expensive perfume, which had a nice scent of red roses. The pegasus stopped in front of her and felt kind of good for some reason. Was it her fragrance or that Lucky was about to find out what she wanted from him, he didn't have a clue and didn't care at the moment.

"Hm, very wealthy artist, I presume." the blind pony thought.

"Alright, I will have that in mind, Key." Lucky said to his ex-colleague and then turned his attention to Ms Rose. "Are you ready to go?"

She looked at him with her big purple eyes, which could hex even the coldest ponies with their charm. Small smile appeared on her angel-like face and then she answered with a lovely voice:

"After you, Mr Lucky."

"Her voice changed. Is she trying to please me or something..." the pegasus thought. He just nodded and exited the room, followed by the gorgeous Ms Rose. Their steps sounded in the corridor and after some moments silence took over again.

Quarter Key grabbed his and Lucky's half-empty glassfuls and he noticed something odd. The second glass was icy cold. He checked it carefully. There was the trace, where Lucky drank his chocolate milk but there was no ice on it and nothing visually indicated the liquid inside was frozen.  

"What the heck? Huh...Must be my imagination." the old unicorn said and then he proceeded with glassfuls to the sink.

The inner corridor, they entered, was very well illuminated. It was painted the same way as the reception. There were shut wooden doors put in pairs on each side. It was unusually quiet for this place, which two hour ago was full with ponies.

Lucky walked slowly at the direction of the stairs, which were at the other side of this hallway and it would take him two minutes just to get there with his current speed. Time was something Ms Rose didn't have, so when she saw him barely moving by her standards, the artist grabbed his hanging in the air hoof and gently helped him move faster.

"What are you doing?" Lucky asked surprisingly.

"Just helping a pony in a need." she answered quickly.

Lucky immediately stopped and ripped his hoof from her grab. He was not looking happy, not even the pink silk towel on his head could hide it.

"First of all, I need no sympathy. Second, that phrase, please do not use it again. I'm a capable stallion that can manage on his own." Lucky sounded rather serious and even little pissed off. Ms Rose looked astonished by his behavior because she honestly didn't expect him to act like this.

"I-I just... I understand you completely, Mr Lucky. My apologies. It will never happen again." she sounded honest but there was little note of sadness.

Lucky realized what he said and the pegasus felt perplexedly.

"I feel like a jerk now. Argg... I must not let my feelings control my words." he thought. "Better control, better control!"

Suddenly a powerful noise came from behind them, which scared Ms Rose but not Lucky, who had heard it already. She looked in the direction of its origin and asked with a concern voice:

"What was this loud sound? I hope it was not a lighting striking the building."

Then another strong noise hit their ears like a hammer to anvil and now the artist was rather losing her cool very fast. Lucky noticed that and calmly assured her:

"There is noting to worry about. Its the futile attempts of escape of a very unlucky prisoner."

"You mean the one called the ninja?" she now sounded more confident and quickly returned to her former self.

"Wow, you are informed very well."

"Thank you, Mr Lucky. In that case, let's get moving, shall we? Time is of the essence!" Ms Rose walked ahead of him and not a moment to lose he joined her.

"So, Ms Rose, could you tell me why you chose me for this job? There are a lot more competent ponies in here than me and they can actually use their eyes, unlike me."

Blooming Rose kept here steady pace and graceful look, noting showed that she felt a little nervous from his question.

"I'll answer every question you have, when we are in your ex-office. I'd like you to be patient until then." she whispered.

"Doesn't want to talk until she is sure we are completely alone. What is she afraid of?" Lucky thought.

A minute later, after a silent walk, they reached the stairs. Ms Rose started climbing them, when she noticed that the pegasus was standing motionless in front of the first step. She stopped on the middle and turned to him.

"What is the matter, Mr Lucky?" she asked concernedly.

"Noting at all." he lied, then he started carefully climbing. "I hate stairs!" he thought with a disgust, when he rejoined with Ms Rose. The artist looked at him like she'd look at a painting to analyze every detail and saw his thoughts, as if they were written on his forehead.

"Are you afraid of stairs, Mr Lucky?" there was a note of pleasantry in her question, which Lucky found not so amusing.

"I have a bumpy history with them, so I do not respect them, to say the least." he answered, when they made it to second floor. It seemed too quiet and empty of life. No pony was on this side of the building, which was perfect for their meeting.

"I see." she noted silently. "Then how do you expect them to respect you, Mr Lucky? I'm sure, you can make a better relation, if you change your feelings towards them."

"Is she referring the stairs or... the ponies around me? Maybe she is right..." the pegasus thought. Her smile grew bigger, when she saw him thinking about what she said. She liked influencing other ponies but in a good way.

The two continued to the end of the corridor and soon after they were in front of the glass door, on which were written three big numbers: 207. It looked like it hadn't been opened for a long time and small dust layer covered the handle.

"Here we are. Do you have a key to open the door?" Ms Rose asked.

"No, I don't. However, Quarter Key didn't mention it being locked." Lucky grasped the wooden round handle and turned it to the right. As he expected, no pony locked it and he slowly pushed forward, revealing a very dark room with one window. A lightening illuminated the entire place and for a brief moment, Ms Rose saw how cramped it was. There were shelves put on the walls, full with all kinds of junk. Papers and old stuff, which no pony would use anymore, were scattered all over the place in piles. Dust now covered most of the things like a cloak. It was very unorganized and unpleasantly to look at but at least there was little free space near the uncleaned bureau and the closed window.  

"Its quite dark in here, could you turn on the light?" she asked politely.

Lucky by memory found the light switch near the entrance and turned it on. Ms Rose entered in the ex-cabinet last and gently closed the door behind her. Lucky turned around, now facing her. "Question time!" he thought.

"First, why you chose me to find something for you? Second, what's up with all this secrecy? Third, what's it all about?" the pegasus spit his questions like a machine-gun that seemed to not run out of bullets.

Blooming Rose didn't answer at first, she went to the window, navigating through the mess on the floor and opened it. Immediately a cool wind enter the room and the silence was removed by the thousands sounds of the rain drops and by the roar of the lightnings.

"Mr Lucky, what you are about to hear must not leave this room. Can you promise me this?" her voice changed to more serious tone, which surprised him a little.  

"My lips are sealed." he said, when he tried to close the distance between them, although it was hard for him to not bump into something.

"We have a common tragedy, Mr Lucky." she sadly said, while looking at the rain wall outside.

"How so?" Lucky sounded confused.

"Like, you woke up in the morning, thinking what a beautiful day it was and then a disaster to hit you like a train, flopping your life on its head." she then slowly turned to face him. Ms Rose looked uncertain of what she was about to say. "I've been robbed. Somepony stole a very important letter from me."

"So the job is serious. Let's see how it goes on." Lucky thought.

"And why didn't you tell the authorities?" he asked. "They deal with things like theft. Why me?"

"Because I do not want it to become a public knowledge. I have a reputation to maintain and such a thing will only harm it."

"Smells like blackmail! But then, why didn't she tell me so." he thought. "I'll need to ask her more questions, if I'm to find the truth."

"Did the thief left a message or something? And what about Quarter Key? He knows you are here with me. Not much of a secret now, isn't it?" Lucky sounded provocative on purpose, so that he would make her more willing to talk in greater details.

Blooming Rose took his question with a calm mind and answered him:

"No, the robber didn't leave anything. I do not know what his or her intentions and requests are. As I said, I just do not want the ponies in my famous group to know about this. And for the question about Quarter Key, he will not drop a word about it."

Lucky was surprised for a second but immediately returned to his previous indifferent look.

"You know, bribing a Royal Guardian is a serious crime in Equestria." he sounded very earnest.

"I did not do such an awful thing! I only asked him politely to not tell anypony I'm here." she looked a bit offended by Lucky's claim but Rose was not about to call it quits just because of it.

"Sure. Another thing I do not buy into is why you want me to look for this thief. It not only sounds ridiculous but also I can't imagine of anypony, who would want a blind pony for a private detective."

She looked down at the dirty floor, then again at him. She was about to reveal her plan and Rose wanted to sound confident in her words.

"I chose you explicitly because of your inability to see." she tried to be as polite as she could to not hurt his feelings.

Now Lucky was very astonished by her last sentence, which for him had no sense at all. He tried to make a meaning of it but failed. He shook his head and then made a very mixed expression.

"Wait a second! You do realize that a detective needs to have a sharp eye to spot hidden evidence? How is a blind pony gonna do just that?" then he turned to more serious tone again. "Is this a prank by my ex-colleagues? If it is, It's not a good one."

"I assure you, everything I've said is the truth. Let me explain, the letter is not for the eyes of the ponies. I can not trust anypony else except you because I know for a fact you will never be able to read it." she sounded very calm.

"Quite the logic..." he interrupted with irony in his voice.

"That is why you will get a partner." she didn't take notice of the provocative attacks on her because she expected them to come from him.

"Partner?!" Lucky exclaimed. "But you just said no pony must look at what's written on the letter! And who is this pony?"

"I don't like the sound of it. Her answers are illogical and really I should just say no and be done with this." the pegasus thought.

"It's the ninja in the cells." she almost whispered. A lightening struck nearby, lighting the dark rainy clouds. Lucky stood still with an half opened mouth. Ms Rose looked concernedly at him, although she knew why he was stunned like that. Soon after, Lucky got a hold of himself and smiled.

"You've got to be kidding me! Really, I'm sorry but I can't take you seriously. The pony in the cell is dangerous and uncontrollable. No way I'm going near her again. Not even, if Celestia grows a beard! I think you need to find somepony else for this." he then unnoticeably made few steps backwards but he stopped, when he felt her hoof on his right shoulder.

"Please, you are the only pony I can turn to." she pleaded with a desperate voice. Lucky thought for a second but then shook his head negatively, while trying to get her hoof off him. However, his action was halted by her again. Rose closed her face to his and just a tiny space prevented their noses from touching.

"I'm sorry about this but.... I know about your painful year. Your life has been a miserable one ever since your accident. You've been living like an empty shell with hatred in your heart for anypony that was happy because you were left alone with your pain. Losing your sight must have been really devastating for you. I sincerely sympathize you and I wish no pony would ever be in your position. However, if you do not help me, I'll be devastated just like you were on your incident. Please, reconsider." her words spoke truth about him and they struck deep in his soul. He listened carefully everything she said, when suddenly he remembered the day, from which hell walked alongside him in his one year of suffering.

One year ago...

It was becoming darker, when Lucky and Metal Eye were making a final turn to Canterlot. They were on patrol duty, which almost ended. The two Guardians were flying over some green fields with long spread wings. There was a tailwind, which helped them in their long flight back home. The big orange sun was just on the horizon, giving its last warm light beams to this side of the world. There were no clouds to obscure the beautiful picture that revealed in front of them: the land of Equestria.

"When we are back, I'm gonna celebrate our long patrol with cider. What do you think?" Metal Eye smiled. Lucky answered his gesture.

"Of course! I'm all for some cider!" the white pegasus happily said.

Suddenly Lucky heard something, like somepony was shouting at them. He carelessly turned his head at the direction the sound came and then a big flash took over his entire vision. He felt great pain in his eyes, which made him lose control over his wings and Lucky started falling to the ground.

"Mr Lucky, are you alright?" Rose asked. The pegasus didn't even shiver because of the sad feelings, he was experiencing. These memories were too painful for him to revisit, so he tried to bury them deep before they'd overtake him again.

"How did you know all this about me?" he whispered suddenly.

"I did a research on you. One pony, called Metal Eye, told me a lot."

"And why the ninja? Did you do a research on her too?"

"I... I was the one, who notified the Guardians, when she tried to steal all those apples. It was on the day, on which I discovered that my letter was missing. I went out on the street and that's when I saw her. Out of panic, I thought that the ninja was responsible for the theft. However, it became clear, she had noting to do with it. I felt guilty of accusing her falsely, so I did a research on ninjas and learned that they were thrust worthy, when it came to work. That's why I chose her to be your partner." Rose was almost out of breath, when she realized that she might've been irritating to listen. So she honestly apologized: "Oh, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gone into such details."

"It's okay." he said, while trying to maintain his self integrity. A war between his feelings raged and the only way Lucky could stay above it, was to have their conversation going. "Is there anypony, you can think of, who would want to harm you in any way?"

Blooming Rose thought for a moment and then shook her head negatively.

"None I can think of. Every pony I've met, wouldn't do such an act and I have no enemies as well."

"Everyone has an enemy. It's just a matter of time, when you find who he might be."

"Does that mean you'll help me?" Rose looked at him with her big purple eyes in hope that the white pegasus'd changed his mind.

Lucky gritted his teeth because the turmoil inside him reached its peak and it was very difficult for him to not burst from it.

"How do you look?" he barely asked.

She looked confused by his question.

"Excuse me, why do you need to know this?"

"Just tell me!" he exclaimed, which frightened a little Ms Rose but she didn't have any choice but to answer.

"I'm a blue unicorn with a purple curly mane and I wear a simple white dress. Is this enough for you?"

He didn't give an answer, instead Lucky pictured in his mind a beautiful fancy pony that he could aim all his feelings into the image and soon he felt peace again in his soul. He sighed deeply and was glad that he could finally think more straight.

"Mr Lucky? Is something wrong?" the unicorn was beginning to fear that she hurt his feelings somehow, although he managed to cover up everything that went inside him.

"It's noting." he assured quietly.

"So will you take my case?"

"It depends on many things..."

"If you worry about payment, I'll pay you generously, when your work is done. Please, you are my only hope!"  

"Hm, I could use more bits, as of right now I'm almost broke but she manipulated me and I almost lost control over myself because of her. I really should decline her offer. More pain, than gain I'll receive from this." Lucky thought. He looked unhappy.

"I'll need a day to think. I guess you know where I live. Come tomorrow morning, then I'll give you my answer."

"Thank you very much for reconsidering. And again I'm sorry that..."

"Do not mention it again." Lucky interrupted her. "I want to be left alone now. Please, if you don't have anything important to say, just leave."

His words were cold. Blooming Rose understood that she wore her stay and just silently nodded. She carefully navigated in the mess to the door. The beautiful unicorn opened it and on her way out she turned to him.

"Good-Bye, Mr Lucky. May you have a pleasant evening." then Rose left the room, silently closing the door behind her.  

When the pony couldn't hear her steps anymore in the corridor, Lucky sat on the messy floor, looking at the opened window. The rain outside was pounding heavily, though there were fewer and fewer lightnings. He listened to the noise, the drops produced, when they hit hard surfaces. A lightening illuminated the clouds, as if an evil smile appeared in the rain wall. Lucky felt a bit depressed, which he utterly hated. He lifted up his head, stood up and closed the window. The pegasus didn't want to be a weakling anymore, so he had to face everything like a grown pony he was. The lone pony went back to the door, turned off the light and went outside quietly.

On his way to the reception, Lucky stumbled across Quarter Key, who was just leaving the kitchen. He looked surprised by the pegaus's grim sight.

"How it went, sonny? I saw Ms Rose leaving before you and she looked worried."

"You'd better not know. I'm gonna return home now, so I'll see you later, I guess."

"Outside, the beastly storm rages like no other. If you are going out, then you should wear something. Wait for me in the reception, kid." then the old unicorn went to the dressing room. Lucky had no intention to wait for him but he didn't want to be rude. The pegasus entered the reception and went for the exit. He stop near the big door and waited.

Few moments later Quarter Key appeared around the corner, with the old snuff-color coat. It had four brown buttons and two pockets.

"I've brought you your old coat! It's little dusty at the moment but I've kept it in check for you." the unicorn said, when he gave it to Lucky. The blind one took it in his hooves and felt nostalgic. It was his favorite coat, which he used to wear on his way to work or home, when there was a bad weather and even in one occasion, when he forgot the golden armor for the Royal Guards parade. It used to keep him warm and secure, while he wore it.

Lucky smiled and with joy put on the coat. It still fit perfectly even after one year.

"Thanks, Key."

"You are welcome. So, will I see you soon?"

"You bet." then Lucky opened the door and on his way out he said: "Thank you again. You made me feel welcome. See you later."

"Always my pleasure. Have a nice evening." the unicorn smiled.

Lucky nodded and left the building. Next Chapter: Chapter 4: The Show Must Not Stop Estimated time remaining: 16 Hours, 42 Minutes