They arrived in Ponyville, and then the boy ran up to Twilight's library and unhooked himself from the chariot. He opened the door and lifted Snowflake out, carrying her inside the library and setting her on the couch. Her pain had recently subsided, probably due to his remedies. Suddenly Twilight walked in, seeing the boy and also Snowflake in their current conditions. "What happened?!" exclaimed Twilight, trotting over to Snowflake. "My chariot crashed," said Snowflake matter-of-factly, still with a smile on her face, "He saved me." She pointed to the boy. Twilight walked over and looked up at him. He was about two feet taller than her, maybe a bit less. He looked down at her. "Thank you," said Twilight, rearing and hugging him, a huge grin on her face, "What's your name?" "I do not have one," he said. "Well we can't be having that, can we?" said Twilight, "We'll just have to get you a name."

His hair was auburn, his face still bearing the berry juice marks in war paint-like stripes across his cheeks, his still vaguely beige skin the slightly darker than Snowflake's. "Red Runner," said Snowflake. For the first time since she'd met him, he smiled. He smiled and nodded. "Red Runner it is," said Twilight. "Um… May I…" said Snowflake, "May I call you 'Runner'?" "Sure," said Runner, walking over to her and running a hand down her face from her cheek. Snowflake blushed a little. She closed her eyes, relaxing, before she sat up not a half a minute later. "Runner?" said Snowflake, "Can you take me to the bed?" She pointed up the stairs. "I could just levitate…" said Twilight. "I have got it," said Red Runner, picking up Snowflake and bounding up the stairs. He opened the door with his mouth, and he carried her inside. Twilight smiled and sighed.

~Meanwhile, in Canterlot…

"Where do you think Snowflake is?" asked Celestia, "She should be back by now." Luna shrugged. "Not sure," said Luna, "But knowing Snowflake, it may be a while." "YOUR HIGHNESS!" exclaimed a pegasus guard, bursting through the doors, "SNOWFLAKE'S CARRIAGE CRASHED IN THE EVERFREE FOREST!" "Or that could happen," Celestia commented. "Rally the guards! Search the forest and all of Ponyville! I want her found!" exclaimed Luna, acting like a mother worried about her child, because that's what she was, and that's what she was doing. Meanwhile, Luna herself wanted to fly to Ponyville, but Celestia insisted that she come as well, so they rode in a sky chariot. Meanwhile, Twilight and Rainbow were pulling the balloon with Snowflake and Red Rider inside it. Those two were sitting inside the balloon basket.

Celestia and Luna's chariot, an open-topped one, flew toward Ponyville. Meanwhile, Twilight and Rainbow were pulling the balloon toward Canterlot. Soon, they met. Luna, when she saw the balloon, said, "Where's Snowflake?! Is she all right?!" She was incredibly worried. Twilight pointed to the balloon basket. Snowflake pushed open the door to the balloon, hung onto one of the ropes supporting the basket, and leaned out. Her hair flapped in the breeze, the high altitude and the wind blowing her hair out to the side. She leaned out the door, grasping the rope in her hand, then she smiled at Luna and waved. Her skirt blew with her hair and her Crusader cape, they'd let her stay in the Crusaders to help the rest get their cutie marks. She was now a 'Veteran Crusader', as they called her, and they'd had Rarity embroider her cutie mark onto her cape, just above the Crusader emblem on each side. "I'm not a veteran of anything yet," she'd say, "And you're still my bestest friends!" Then they'd all laugh and join in for a group hug.

Luna gasped. "Snowflake!" she exclaimed when she saw all the bumps and bruises and bloody scratches all over her. Luna winced when she spotted the bandage around her middle, the bandage that held her mending rib together. She was still in a lot of pain, though not as much as before, but still she smiled. Red Runner looked up at her. "I don't know why," he thought, "But girls are twice as gorgeous when they're all banged up like that. It's so cute…" He sighed and watched as Celestia waved back. He didn't know who it was. But then he noticed her cutie mark. That sun… it had to be…

She didn't look insane. She didn't look at all strange, she looked nice and compassionate, her expression was constantly a benevolent and nearly motherly one. And her radiant smile was all he needed to see that she wasn't the mare she'd been before. Celestia, the ruthless tyrant who killed off his entire race, had actually wiped her own memory, had actually become somepony completely new. And he actually managed to get up, he held the side of the basket and waved at Celestia, smiling. She smiled back and waved.

They went back to Canterlot, where Snowflake's major wounds were treated and her bandages removed. She was magically and non-magically treated by the Royal Physicians and Royal Magicians. Those were, respectively, ponies who specialized in healing, and unicorns of high levels that Celestia kept around, just in case. Red Runner sort of sat on the couch and waited as Snowflake was treated within an inch of her life. He realized that, if that had been him, he would have been itching to get it over with. But Snowflake stood perfectly still, smiling and answering all their questions about what happened. He heard his name mentioned multiple times.

After Snowflake was treated, her bandages switched for clean ones, and her fractured rib healed as much as they could for now, she walked over and sat by Red Runner on the couch. "Hi," she said quietly. "Hello," he said, and then he returned to looking at the wall. He wasn't quite comfortable talking with ponies around. "Want to come with me?" asked Snowflake. She stood up and walked, slowly, to the staircase leading to the upper level and their rooms. Runner pondered for a moment before nodding and following her, bounding up the stairs like some sort of rabbit.

They arrived at her door, a bright white one adorned with curly blue streaks and a snowflake at the top of the doorframe. She opened the door and ushered him inside. "I have to be in these clothes all the time, it's supposed to be comfortable, but I find it itchy," said Snowflake, facing her drawers as she took everything off, "You don't mind, do you?" He shook his head. She got into a robe, it was very shiny but he wasn't sure of what it was made. She lay on her bed and faced the couch. She pointed at the couch. "Sit," she said. He sat.

"So," she said, "Tell me about yourself."