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"So uhh. Where do we go from here?" Soarin asked awkwardly. They had shifted on the couch until he was supporting himself over Rainbow Dash, she couldn't lean on him or else they might reopen one of his new stitchings. Damage his wings even more than they had been already.
"I honestly do not know." Rainbow said, she squirmed a little, she didn't like being under something, she felt...trapped in a way. However at this distance she was close enough to count his teeth, close enough to see how much light reflected in his eyes. She didn't want to be pushed away from him and yet felt caged, it was very distressing.

"I could just, stay in Ponyville. If you think I could. Maybe get my own place. Any apartments around here?"
"Ponies don't come to Ponyville to find apartments." Rainbow Dash pointed out slipping underneath him, he nodded in understanding.
"The Wonderbolts performances racked in a lot of bits. I can live comfortably for a long time off of them."

"And when you're out? What are you going to do then? You got any thing you can do? Are you marketable?" Soarin grinned and shook his head.

"All I can do is fly. That's just about it."
"Same here." They both grinned at each other a little while longer, it felt comfortable, sitting side by side. Rainbow Dash felt the way she did when she was relaxing on a cloud. As if she didn't have to go anywhere anytime soon.

"Why were you attracted to this place anyway? It doesn't seem your style."

"Independence mostly, I was given an opportunity from Cloudsdale to get a senior position, before that I was just another cog in the machine. Here at least I'm my own boss. I get the work done right and fast and I can relax the rest of the day. My oldest friend also lives here so that helped a bit."
"Who's your oldest?"
"Fluttershy, we used to go to flight camp together, we stayed in touch over the years."
"That's always good. My friends were all on the Wonderbolts. Most of us were legacy cases, like Spitfire, just a bunch of ponies living out their ancestors dreams."

"I never really thought to ask this before, but honestly, what are the chances of a non legacy becoming a Wonderbolt?" Soarin thought about this, it was difficult to say, he had never really mulled on the subject much before.
"I would say...maybe a twenty-five percent chance? If they worked insanely hard, a twenty-five percent chance." Rainbow looked down, she sucked in her bottom lip. A quarter of a chance to get onto the team of her dreams. It would mark her as one of the greatest to ever live. She already knew that she was on the top, but having an official license declare it...that would be the epitome of coolness.

"You still have a better chance then the rest, you have a bright history. You're dedicated, you were one of the elements of harmony for Celestia's sake! You have a much higher chance."

"I also destroyed a few factories and public landmarks in my time."
"Who hasn't?"

Rainbow Dash slid closer to the colt and wrapped a leg around his shoulders. She nuzzled her face against his.
"I wanted something like this, I just didn't expect it would happen this way." Soarin whispered to her.
"So out of the blue?"
"More like so out of the sky, careening into me at high speeds."
"In my defense I apologized for that."

"I cannot believe him!" Cadance screamed at the ceiling. She levitated a pillow and slammed it against her face screaming into it in outrage.
"Well acting like this won't change anything. Go tell him off!" Shining Armor said from where he stood across the room. He was with his wife hoping that she would talk him down from doing something rash. He was just as willing as she was to assault Prince Blueblood with a crowbar.

"He went too far this time! I am going to kill him! That is it!" Cadance said. Shining quickly nodded his head.
"I'll start the preparations right away, we can make it look like an accident." He turned to find a few bags where they could store the body when she called after him.
"Shining Wait!" He cursed his luck, he had been close to convincing her that time.
"What he did was wrong but lets not overreact here."
"He fired some of the guards and servants! What sort of a guest does that?!"

"We just need to be patient, he can't go much further."
"Look sweetheart, we cannot just let him push us around like this. Everypony is unhappy about it, you me, the servants. And he's just busy living it up with his insane list of demands! It's irritating and honestly very insulting."

"I know, but he's family. You know how it is."
"I have never recalled Twilight trying to control everything that I do, or making insane demands. Most of his don't even make sense! Forks need to be at an angle to the plate, tea needs to be eighty one degrees, it is crazy!"

"I'll write to the princess's maybe they'll know how to deal with him."
"Hopefully they'll willingly take him in, I can't stand his drama much longer."
"We can't be that lucky." Cadance smiled, she began to compose a note to her Aunts. It had a few pleasantries, nothing very time consuming. She got to the point quickly, she wanted to send Blueblood away. He made their own blood boil with his childish antics.

She touched her horn to the parchment and it flared up and flew away.
"Now all we can do is wait, right?"
"Hopefully they'll get back to us quickly."
"I honestly cannot believe that you are related to the guy. He's unbearable and you,you're so perfect!"
"You don't need to constantly give compliments, we're already married."
"I intend to give you a compliment every day until we're no more." Shining Armor rubbed her forehead with his, she blushed and smiled at her husband. While he might be a little strange he was also the sweetest stallion that she knew.

They stood that way for a little longer, relishing the others company before he turned.
"I need to do some more work, will you be okay on your own?"
"What else can possible go wrong today? I will contact the mares that he fired and rehire them. Probably with a pay raise." Cadance didn't want any squashed toes or hurt egos so she thought that a kind donation to the fired would help smooth a few bumps out in the road.

Shining Armor went out the door and down to the training yard, he had expected to find his small troop of hoof picked guards ready and waiting. What he was not expecting was the source of all his ire hiking up and down in front of them. A neckerchief tied tight around his throat with a bright blue stone winking in the light. He appeared to actually be chastising the guards for something.

They could just look helplessly on as they were completely outranked in the matter and had to follow the royal decree.
"Oh Celestia now what?" Shining Armor trotted down to them to overhear what was happening.

"Now you see boys, a superiority is really made with great sacrifice. That is what I told Donevue any ways. He of course agreed. It would only make sense really. By the end of the month my troops were in the best shape of their life!" Shining rolled his eyes at the blowhard. The next part made him almost boil.
"Yes no need for unnecessary fat, so I was forced to trim a few unnecessary things from certain budgets. Rather good idea if I must say so."

"And what unnecessary things would that be?" Shining Armor hissed as he approached.
"Oh a few sleeping quarters and some food rations. The guards could stomach it of course, it probably reminded them of home." Blue blood said offhandedly with a smile. His long blonde hair was swept over an eye and he would adjust it at times.

"A well rested and fed army is a strong one."
"Do not be silly my good in law. A strong army is a strong one. And what creates strength for the masses then serving their elites?"

Shining Army twitched once. He didn't remember landing the blow across the arrogant stallions jaw, all that he remembered was looking down as he held the glass jaw that held up his iron mouth.

"Wh-what was that?" Blueblood muttered, he appeared dazed. Shining was surprised he had not fainted. He thought he hit harder than that.
"You're fine, stand up and leave the actual leading to me. I am captain of my guards not you." Blueblood got warily to his feet.
"You'll regret this captain. I'll make sure of that." He stumbled a little until he got his stride back. He began to gallop a little as he got closer to the palace.

"Nice right sir." Said a new recruit who had been watching politely at attention.

"No speaking out of turn."
"Sorry sir." Shining Armor smiled a little to himself, he would allow himself this at least. IT was a good right hook.

"And you are positive that you do not need to head back home anytime soon?" Discord said to Gummy who merely blinked in two different directions.
"Good I need something to bounce my ideas off of. And you make a good listener. I can tell that there is something deeper going on in that brain of yours." Gummy began to slowly tilt to the side. Discord repositioned him so that he would not fall off of the table.

They were back in that lab. For some reason whenever he needed to work on the paper they were returned here. He would just snap his fingers and he and his companion would poof away. It was very odd. Almost as if his magic was drawing him there.

In order to get a grip on his magic he turned off all but a few lower functioning magical elements that he possessed. Such as his deductive reasoning and the ability to shape shift and teleport. Those were always important to have around. Other things such as slight omnipotence and magic sensing he allowed to fade downwards.

He doubted that he would need to use them. Anyway if he did things the easy way what fun would that be? He would have taken over the entire universe long ago if he did things the easy way. And frankly he liked taking his time. Made him feel closer to the mortals. Such as the alligator with no teeth.

What was up with that?

"So if we imply that the parchment is from royalty who does that leave us? Honestly a substantial list." Gummy was gnawing on a sphere with a black liquid inside that would slam against the sides of the jar.

"We have the cow kingdom, the yaks, the bison, buffalo, and the countless pony societies. When it comes to royalty we are full of them. So how do we bring it down? Well first we observe the writing. No spelling mistakes or ink blotches. That can instantly remove the yaks and the bison. They are near illiterate. Now who else...hmmmm."

Discord continued to spin overhead, not any grammar mistakes, the writing was copiously neat. As if it had not been held... an animal with claws? Or hands? Not many of those. And the ones that he did know who would attempt to attack such as the juvenile dragon herds wouldn't send a threat, they would just attack.

"Maybe it was levitated? Moved over the paper? That would imply...magic." Discord had been spinning in midair, a few objects levitating around him. He slowly lowered them back to their original places.

"A magic user is just as rare as an animal with hands. So who...who had access to ancient papers, ink and magic? Also the time and energy and means to slip it into the royal palace?

"The only one who could get into an alicorn private chamber would need to be an...an alicorn. Or have enough magic to poof the letter into the chamber, and even then they would need to be at an incredible close range." Discord picked up the alligator and looked deep into it's eyes, the gator squeaked a little when he squeezed it.
"Gummy, you don't think that the one who did this was...was a princess?"

"HEY! You're back!" The pony from last time had managed to open the door into the room. Discord had left a pile of junk in front of it in order to hold the malnourished stallion back.
"Oop, caught yet again. I really will pay you back soon for using the facilities I am just terribly strung out in the purse right now. But the princess's will send a reparation fee soon enough."
"NO! Wait, please! You don't understand!" Pointdexter ran to the spot where the weird talking chimera had stood before it pooled out of existence. A small reptile had been clutched in it's arms.

Pointdexter slumped down, defeated. He wondered not for the first time if the bizarre animal had even existed or if he was just loosing his mind. The former sounded more and more appealing as time went on. The things he was being forced to do, the stuff he was tasked to design and make himself. So many abominations, and trial and error. He wanted to curl up into a ball and sleep away his existence, but every time he slept the demon thing showed up and then poofed away.

Pointdexter heard the beeping from the ball, the sphere had been left in the room for the kidnapper to contact him if he ever needed something else from the stallion. The mystery pony had taken everything except his blood, his sweat had been used to make the concoction, his soul sacrificed to perfect it, his tears at the realization of what he was doing and the threats leveled to his family.

It sickened him and many nights he would vomit before going to bed. Sometimes he wished to refuse, but he was not a strong selfless stallion. Some of his friends and schoolmates were and had been. But he was just a scientist, living a normal life doing menial tasks before he was jumped and woke up in his new prison. Imprisoned until death it seemed.

That was going to be his horrid fate, imprisoned until death.

He quickly went and touched his hoof to the sphere, his "Boss" hated being left waiting. He could take away his food, his water, his oxygen, anything that he wanted if he misbehaved. So pointdexter behaved, those were his orders, he was being forced to do it.

"Yes?" He had little fear for the captor, he was weary but he did not fear the stallion that was reflected in the sphere, with the melodramatic cloak and the sneer across his face.

"Are preparations almost ready?"
"Yes. I have been working extra long and hard. If what we expect to happens happens than you could have a powerful weapon on your hoofs. A dangerous army."

"And the royal family shall know fear and have the greatest enemy known to them! I shall take this and all other kingdoms as my own! It is my right!"
"Just, please, please I have one request."
"That would be?"
"Keep my family safe, when all of this happens, keep them safe."

"Of course. Now then where should we start?...How about Ponyville."
"You mean the new friendship capital?"
"What would be more rewarding then seeing the best of friends turn upon each other?"

"My families beaming faces."
"So petty, you really do only think of yourself, a true one track mind." Pointdexter did not rise to the bait, he remained sullen. "I will be removing the elixir now, I have a small trained bird that shall fly the poison to the town."

"How are you going to get it out of here?" The hooded pony touched his horn to the globe and pushed softly. His horn glowed dark and maliciously. It slipped into the picture and then as if he was breaking underwater it appeared out of Pointdexter's side. The scientist gasped and jumped back in surprise. The glowing horn searched the room, the black ooze with in the globe across the room levitated and floated to him. It reached the horn and slipped through and out.

The pony held it in his hoofs and gazed at it.
"Yes, this will do nicely." He whistled and a small bird lighted next to him, he placed the globe in the birds claws and with it's heavy burden it flew out a window and off.

"Everything shall be changing quickly soon." The stallion grinned his wolfish smile and cut the feed. Pointdexter sat in his darkening dungeon wondering exactly what he had just done, what he had released upon the denizens of Ponyville.

I own nothing, not even this computer, please remember to read and review. Sorry for the short chapter. Needed to get this out.