It's getting harder and harder to remember that I'm the princess of friendship, but there are a few, even here, who remind me.
"Intruder alert! Intruder alert! Intruder alert!" Twilight was prepared to blast the bird man off the safe he was perched on, but he saw who she was, he stopped. "Whoa, sorry about that, but can't be too careful in a place like this." The bird man indicated his surroundings.
"Who are you?" Twilight questioned. "We're the ones who are going to get you out of here. That is, if you're willing to stop with the third degree." The bird man began kicking the vault he was perched on, "Wake up would ya! The princess is here!" A deep, metallic yawn sounded from the vault before its eyes opened, startling Twilight, who hadn't noticed the vault's face until now.
"What's going on…? Oh it you!" The vault said, smiling. "You… you know who I am?" Twilight asked. "Of course we do, you're the princess. It's a good thing you found us when you did, I don't think your soul can last much longer in here." The vault said. "My… my soul?" Twilight didn't understand. "Yep, this place messes with your spirit, look." The bird man pointed to Twilight's cutie mark, or rather, he would have, if she still had it. Her hide was blank and dull gray. Twilight gasped, she hadn't even noticed.
"It comes from being in here too long. Not a lot make it this far, especially when they've lost something. Lucky for you, we found it before old beady eyes did," The bird man said, "Open up already, Gregory could be here any second."
The vault seemed to nod, "Be careful, you might lose it again." The vault opened its door, revealing a glimmering field… as well as Twilight's cutie mark. "Why are you helping me?" Twilight asked. "Because we're awesome like that," The bird man said, leaning back on the top of the vault, "Now hurry up before rat tail shows up."
Twilight wanted to ask more questions, but she could hear scurrying from the path she had just come down. "Thank you." Twilight said before jumping into the vault. The vault door closed behind her and locked quickly. "I hope she makes it." The vault said, nodding off to sleep.
"Where is she?!" Gregory asked as he charged into the room. "Who? The runaway guest?" The bird man asked. "Yes." Gregory nodded. "About this tall?" The bird man held a wing in the air, indicating height. "Yes." "Lavender coat, alicorn, used to be a princess of friendship?" The bird man asked. "Yes!" Gregory said. "Never heard of her." The bird man yawned.