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Fire Walker nodded towards the kitchen and in moments, the butler, Oak Branch came out with an cart with cups of very strong coffee and a plate of buttercream cookies. These cookies had a rather adorable 'Discord' theme, with the cookies having a grey coloring with yellow and red colored cream. The draconequus' coffee had a special blend of honey butter. The butler would never create something that would give somepony a belly ache! That's rule #45 of the Butler Code! The coffee was very strong, but Oak Branch thought it was too harsh to the tongue, so he made sure to give it a proper blend of honey and cream that made it far more flavorsome. If Fire wanted it black, she needed to get it herself! He also hoped the good mare would 'mature' into drinking tea more and coffee less! The officer could not help but chuckle at the ancient, magical creature's bragging that he was tops in a school that mostly catered mostly to teenagers. Still, this was a VERY big step away from the horrible King Discord who enjoyed torturing ponies and made their loved ones watch. Swift would be VERY wise not to wake this beast up. "I heard you're also Miss Fluttershy's special friend." Good gracious, the yellow coated mare was probably the prettiest creature to walk on Equestria. She wondered if the whole 'shy' thin was a act to make her more enduring. And Tirek. She had poured through the papers the REA had on him. As terrifying as he was, his past was rather sad. His mother, the Queen had passed and his father remarried. He did not marry another centaur, but a gargoyle! This united two falling kingdoms into one mighty one! Still, young Tirek wanted more than even a kingdom could give him. "Oh yes. Yesterday...Got home, bathed and got some sleep.", she whispered. Discord's magic was on, even when he was not using it. She glanced back at Discord, "What sort of help do you offer?", she asked.

Goldendaze's little images on her posts never fail to give me the diabetes.

Fire Walker looked utterly shocked. Was that Siren speaking the truth? Was the mare’s sudden desire for ‘Picklechimichangas’ and Pear and Blue Cheese Ice Cream a sign? Or was the dangerous aquatic girl messing with her? She also felt rather sore after putting on her armor, not to mention the nausea. She was also starting to feel a little...What was that word? Forgetful! Oh sweet Celestia! "Um.", the mare started to sweat just a little, "Sorry Corporal and er, thank you.", she cleared her throat. She wondered what Swift would say. What her parents would say? Thankfully this wasn't high school. She had a proper job with proper insurance that took care of their soldiers. And she was not the first of her siblings to inform her mother that she would soon be a grandmother. When the eldest told his parents that they would become grandparents, his father was rather proud. His own father did not live long enough to see his first grandson. However, the Walker's mother was horrified! She had become officially old! Finding an card for the 'Canterlot Royal Association of Pensioned Ponies' was just the first part! Then came the grand kids. Then her bones would ache. This caused the poor mare to rush off and have everything dyed and her mane to be removed from that bun! She also took refresher classes in combat and survival. She was rather surprised to run into the Princess' mother in more than a few of those classes. The Red Pegasus shook her head. "I have a feeling the good Siren probably scared away anything that would have tried to menace us, but we should still move with caution...Swift Star.", she called out to the young Pegasus pony, "Please return to the sky and keep an eye out for the stork, ah.. I mean, danger." The mare saluted with her wing and leaped into the air to continue her air reconnaissance. "Corporal Applejack, Protect the rear.". The farmer was by far the strongest in the team, so she was best to serve there as very few would be strong enough to push by her. Once everypony was ready, Fire Walker called the squad to 'proceed with caution' and off they moved. "Forward march." Swift would hopefully be able to spot the temple or its occupants from where she flew. The officer just needed to keep her eyes on the path and not think of what will be happening to her body over the next few months. AJ looked incredible well into her pregnancy, but she has really good genes. As they marched on things were rather nice. No hoof prints. No calls of distress or danger. Just a rather familiar background soundtrack one would hear in a jungle or beach movie. She could even hear a Mourning Warbler! They always inserted those birds in the wrong scenery. Oh wait! That was her stomach!

The young dragon looked up from a school book she had been reading, "Oh hey Silver.", she placed what appeared to be a long, red scale between the pages of her book, closed it, and placed it into her bag. "I had to sit through Mr. Quills And Sofas' lecture earlier today. Didn't get very far.", she slowly got onto her feet as she spoke, "I got as far as step ten, 'Look For Ways To Say Yes' before I was out like a light. I had a dream where I was working at my own store selling something called a 'humdinger'. I have no idea what those are.", she said with a huff. "Professor Rarity thought it would be a good idea to invite that Rockhoof guy to talk about 'Fashion In His Time Period' and he kept changing subject and Rarity kept making obvious fake coughing sounds. They got rather loud when he mentioned.", she paused to clear her throat before she broke out into a rather impressive 'Rockhoof' impersonation, "''n thar I was back in me village t' see me fav'rit wenches'. He then got into a rather detailed story about how he had to rescue a baby Maulwurf from an Ophiotaurus...Or was it the other way around?", she pondered this for a moment, "And like always, he got into his story just a tad bit and now Rarity's class will be held in the library until they can rebuild her classroom. There's also this test I have to study for which involves qualities of leadership from the founders of the Wonderbolts, so I'm sure you know who assigned that." After she pulled her backpack on, the dragon felt her stomach rumble, "Ooh. I woke up too late for breakfast today, so I'm starving. You wanna get something to eat?"

Yay! I posted last!

“You’re not in my way...”, There was a faint tone of sadness in her voice. “But I understand, you have a mission! Take this...”, what appeared to be a whistle made of a tulip shell floated over to the farmer. “If you little ponies get into trouble, just give it a blow and I’ll show up, to like help and junk.”, she winked at the earth pony, “For now, I’ll be chilling over at this little sweet spot down the path.”, she pointed towards the direction their ship was near. “I have a little super secret place set up by this incredible waterfall. I’ll stay overnight, so if you don’t don’t end up needing me, and you finish your mission, just stop over there before you like, leave and tell me what happened? Good Luck!”, she started to move on. “See yah, Mama..”, she smiled at the red mare as she shuffled on down the path. The others waited until the odd creature vanished into the distance before they spoke up. “Wow.”, Fire Walker was utterly confused, “I thought Sirens liked to eat ponies...”, she was quickly cut off by a voice that could still be heard. “I’m a vegetarian, Mama...” The officer could not help but chuckle, “Right. But that thing she said about a extra heartbeat, she probably meant Swift Star. Congratulations on the upcoming foal!", she turned to the Pegasus who turned a deeper red than Fire's coat. "No...That's not possible.", her voice broke into a squeak, "I've never....erm. You know..Never had....", the poor mare was very close to passing out.... Fire Walker wasn't sure if she should break out out her first aid kit. "Star?", she glanced at the blushing pony. "Are you okay? Do you need some water?" The younger pony clearly was not okay. "I've never been with a stallion. She meant you...She even called you Mama' Like a bunch of times. She meant you. You're the Mama." "Oh, my...", the red mare gasped.

With a shake of her left claw, she was finally free of her pillow. She would have to fix the little holes later on. This, along with her rather school-inappropriate shirt were tossed into the room. The dragon did a quick little shake, which allowed her scales and quills and whatnots fall back into place. She was still a little sleepy, but she could manage. Hopefully they would soon find their runaway roommate and she could get back to sleep! She soon focused on Gallus and that weird thing he was doing with his beak. Opening and closing it, which she believed was called 'talking'. She gave him a dirty look. Dragons were never rabble, nor did they rouse any rabble. And any trouble they created was well deserved. He was right, there was an odd chill to the area. Maybe she should bring a jacket? Considering she was probably not going to leave the school, it probably would be for the best that she just handle the cold for now. Smolder grimaced as her friend turned into a tiny little firefly. It never failed to make her a little nervous when the Changeling turned into something so small. She worried that there would be a time where some annoying little fly or gnat would annoy the dragon, and instantly she would swat it with a newspaper or magazine, only to find out she just smooshed her friend! Thankfully this only lasted a moment, and she soon was back in her proper form. "So, what did you find out?", the dragon asked with a yawn.

After the series of very big bird hugs, Zelda cringed as something very large had fallen. Oy Vey Ist Mir! Was Griffonstone somehow managing to fall even more apart? Was the large rubble collapsing into smaller rubble? While there were some birds who insisted on trying to save the place, was it really worth it? it was all turning to plotz! Even the noble little ponies gave up on their original castle when the Everfree became too unmanageable. "Yeah.", she glanced at her own heavy pack, "We better stop at your place first, if you don't mind and I can drop off my pack.", she held a large backpack that probably contained more stuff than anyone needed. As she followed her cousin, Zelda studied the area. The more she saw, the more hope she had for the village, but it was still probably not enough, "So, how are you doing? I heard you wanted to be a Wonderbolt. And I could see you doing that..You're more than fit. You could probably fly circles around most of the last class I saw in Canterlot. Everypony was eh.", she shrugged her shoulders, "Except for the Rainbow haired mare. She could probably out-fly death itself, but the others..I think they're running out of athletes. Maybe next team will have a griffon, dragon and even a gargoyle...I would also recommend you join the R.E.A as only the best Bolts come from the military..." The pair stopped. Was this Gillian's house?

Can you do a Siren? I need a Siren Valley Girl. She just needs to not look like the ones on EQ Girls. And be a Valley Girl, like you know? And here's the temp image I've been using

Fire Walker frowned. A male siren? Was that a thing? Didn’t Sirens require males of other species to reproduce? In ye olden days, the Sirens would swim onto a rock, sing their songs, which attract a ship of stallions that had not been near mares in months. They would see the pretty creatures, smash their ship into the rocks. The sirens would then mate, and then eat the stallions once they were finished. The red mare glanced over at Swift Star, who shrugged her armored shoulders, "I believe male Sirens were called 'Tritons'.", she whispered back as he noticed her superior's confusion. What came first, the Sea-Pony or the Siren? Were Mermares a real thing? Was it really better under the sea? The Siren glanced over at the pair with a frown, before turning her attention back to the wise farmer. "Nah, he's like only been here once. Thought we could spend time together. Alone time. Smooch time", she sighed, "He's like so busy with his band. He like plays guitar and is the lead vocalist. They call themselves 'Reel Big Splash'. They're ska...punk...Probably tour Seaquestria during SeaquestriaFest! Probably like have lots of time for his bogus groupies.", she looked a little extra blue as she spoke. She did smile as Applejack spoke of her family. "You have a kid? Totally...And another on the way?", she paused, "We Sirens have really good hearing...I can hear two heartbeats. Very strong...And...", she glanced over at the officers. "I can hear another set. A little weaker..But.", she studied Fire Walker who let out a gasp. "That mare looks just like my mom. Red coat. Red mane. Wonder what she'll name her kid?", It took a little longer as she wondered why Equestria would send pregnant horses to do all the work. Was almost cruel. "Zap is a really cool name.", Toccata Tre was back on topic. "I could see him growing up and becoming a famous actor. And Ambrosia Apple....", she was lost once more into though. "I haven't been here in a bit, but the those little piggies are new. I think they're from another island. Sometimes they would hide on a ship and jump off when they would see another island.....But nope....No such thing as monsters or pirates..", she chuckled, "I could see somepony lurking around the old temple up the road....There were stories about it having treasure. Nothing of interest to me.", she whispered, "Temple has traps...Guards...Look like ponies but they walk kind of funny. My magic doesn't work on them, so I usually avoid the temple.. Not sure if they're alive. Wear cloaks that cover their bodies. Have red eyes. Tried to sing them away, but they just stood there..Looking at me with those red eyes...Like they were saying 'as if."

Smolder noticed Ponyville's own resident Donkey, Cranky Doodle Donkey was cover-boy AGAIN on her magazine. Geez. Try someone else. Smolder could be a good cover-girl. And with her hot dragon face on the cover, the subscription rate would double to possibly four readers! Maybe five! With slight disgust, she tossed the magazine on the top of her bunk. Hopefully they bothered to read and reply to her letter. But there was still the mystery! Where was Silverstream? And why did the dragon care? She was a big bird! She would be back. Smolder could return to her bed and get some needed sleep. The Hippogriff would be back in her back when they all awoke. Maybe she just snuck off to have a late night snack. The Cakes did make an incredible Genoise Cake that went well with Prench lessons. "C’est un délicieux gâteau, indeed!" As she made her way back to her bed. Images started to pour into her head. This was something a dragon would normally not think of. Images of what could happen. She pictured the horror on the Hippogriff's face as she accidentally turned into a seapony and for some reason she couldn't turn back! And she was now flopping around a dark hallway, gasping for air! And oh-oh! There was that creepy janitor! He looks like a guy who would try to eat a sea-pony! Yep! He's wearing a little bib with her friend's face on it! Watch out Silverstream! Another image had her locked out of the school and she could not get in! Was that an adult coming towards her! Oh no! It was Princess Twilight and she wanted to tell her about the latest boring book she just read! Silverstream, being the polite sort, listens and eventually dies of boredom! Not wanting to have any of these silly, made-up fates, the dragon slowly tip-toed out of her room. She did not want to wake up the others. Once out, she turned her head only to see Gallus and his tiny beak peek out of the doorway. What was he doing up? Ocellus was now also up. "No, I was just worried about Silverstream. She was not in her bed. Have you two seen her?", she whispered to the two. If she had external ears, they would have perked up. She was sure she heard something. "Window?", she muttered. Oh no! Thieves! Kidnappers! She could see it, creatures dressed in dark clothing with poor Silver stuffed into a bag. Probably snatched by those weird brothers Professor Applejack hated. Crim and Cram? She silently nodded her head towards the noises. Hopefully they had to have heard it! She was going to be put on display for a bunch of slack jawed yokels to stare at!

Here she finally was. Griffonstone. The former heart of the Griffon Kingdom that once rivaled Equestria and the Crystal Kingdom in beauty, but was now a retched cesspool. It was the land of her ancestors and a place someone thought it would be a good idea to build a large castle on top of a single branch of a very old and very large tree.The young griffon had planned to visit the shanty town and take photos of some of the older statues that lined the area. Hundreds of years of non-extant maintenance and poor weather had reduced the once meticulous statues into un-salvageable heaps of stone. Once she flew through Griffon Gorge, the black coated griffon found a nice spot to land and take in the ghastly sight of what would have been called a 'city' at one time. She pulled out a rather heavy tome from her backpack. It was one of her favorite books, 'Bygone Griffons of Greatness'. Here she would be able to use as a reference to fill in the blanks when she would later recreate her statue of choice. She was almost certain she would do one of King Grover as she turned to the page that showed the great king and his royal family. This wasn't the right page. This was King Gryphus III, a strong king who foolishly allowed his pride to get the better of him. He tried to conquer Equestria and managed to run into a Princess Celestia who was not in the best of moods. Thankfully the next King...Rhosus was far wiser than his older brother. She paused to admire the image of Gryphus's youngest son, Prince Alex. Who knew this adorable little creature would grow up into a beast of a bird that was an epic drunkard and philanderer? Thank goodness he never got his claws on the kingdom. Griffonstone would never have lived long enough for Guto to run it into the ground. Thankfully, there was more to Griffstone than rotten statues and dead kings, there was the remaining members of her family that never left the old city during the great migration to Rockwington. Her cousin Lil' Gilly was there. Poor thing was abandoned by her birth mother and would eventually be raised by her Aunt who was a total Mensch for doing so. The young griffon had a rather lofty goal of becoming an Wonderbolt. Had there been Wonderbolt griffons in the past? Zelda really didn't follow sport, so she did not know. As she schlepped her way through the residential zone of the ruins, the blacksmith and artist was pleasantly surprised that there were signs of some constriction going on. Apparently after a few hundred years, some griffons finally figured out how to fix a thatched roof. But for every restoration going on, there were ten homes that looked utterly unlivable. And wow. There she was. Her cousin Gill. She was no longer the cute little kitten like in the photo her father had given her. She had grown up to become a rather beautiful bird. "Hey! Gill, it's me Zelda!" Ho-Boy, that smile was so forced, she was surprised her beak didn't pop off. Still, she was not going to let that stop her from giving her cousin a hug! Thankfully she did not put her full strength into said hug as the blacksmith was very strong. "Nice to meet you cousin.", the bird flashed a comfortable, beaky smile. She gave the pretty bird time to respond. Then added, "If you don't mind, let's get something to eat as I'm starving....And I will be paying.." There had been nothing but snacks on the train for her to nosh on. She needed real food, griffon food. Hopefully there was something resembling a bar or restaurant somewhere under the rubble.

The little fillies seemed to be so lost in conversation and their anticking..... antiquing? Were those words? These pesky little ponies seemed to be really excited for their little trip. Which was good. However, she was surprised their crazy pony parents signed the permission slip and paid the required fee to have Gallus and her watch over them! What a horrible, horrible joke. Both she and the blue bird of sappiness were responsible for the deaths of five ferns, one Peperomia, one Calathea, which Smolder refereed to as 'Spike Jr' due to its color and five plastic Bromeliads. They were not sure how this happened. And now the crazy ponies wants them to watch real living children? Ho-Boy. Still, while they did ignore her, the bold dragon still did her best to herd them to their right spots. Get all their carry-on luggage, get off the train, and get the rest of their stuff. Once the kid's needs were done, it was then time for Smolder to make sure she had all of her items. And to help Gallus if necessary. "Gladiator Fights.", the dragon responded, "They're supposed to have recreations of the old gladiator fights at the Coliseum. We'll get to see ponies in armor pretending to poke other ponies in armor with tridents. Maybe they'll let us play.", she rubbed her claws together. That would be fun. And they would get to try some Cacio e Pepe and Carciofi alla Giudìa! Her dragon ancestors would frown upon her choices in meals, but Smolder wasn't the type to stick to the same ol' same ol'. Once off the train, and all of the foals were there with all of their body parts intact and still attached to their chubby little bodies, the dragon had time to give her little blue kitty pal some attention. Unfortunately it did not seem Gallus was in the mood for their usual banter. "You did? Seriously?", there was a chance they could have flied after the train, but that ship had sailed already. Or train had sailed. Or whatever trains do. To make things even worse, Sunburst stole her idea and brought a toga of his very own. Thus pushing the young dragon away from a cool-zone to his own brand of nerdieness. "Don't worry Blue.", she sighed, "We'll make sure you have everything you need.", she loved to tease the guy, but even her mighty dragon heart could not dare to see him really upset. Even if it was his fault he left his stuff on board.

“Hurt me, as if!”, the Siren huffed as she started to float down. Her size also shifted from really really big all the way down to pony size as her form drifted to the ground “And seriously like-please, like do not stick a cupcake in your eye as that would venture into the realm of the bogus and make me gag and gag and gag." The now fun-sized Siren was eventually within reach once she hit her last 'gag'. She gracefully landed on the ground and kept her self prompted on by her long tail and front legs. "Also, for the record. ", she glanced over at Fire Walker, "I hope you're writing this down! Cause this is like, so very important. Or something.", she turned her attention back to Applejack. "I don't live here. Nuh.", she turned to Fire Walker for a brief second, "Nuh." The second 'Nuh' was to make sure the red pony got it. "This is just my super secret place I sometimes hangout when the parental units or dumb sibs get on my nerves. Took my 'boo' here like once and he was like all.", she shifted into a parody of a male's voice, 'Uh-gee Tre-Ta, there an't nothing to do here!'", she returned to her 'valley-speak', "And I was like, hello? There's me! And he didn't get my meaning cause he's thicker than a whale-omelet. Dumb guys wouldn't notice a romantic moment if It painted itself purple and started to like, dance on the table while shouting 'I'm a romantic moment'." One thing really bothered her. Pony city names. San Flanknado? Really? They have a city with a 'butt' in it? Weird. "Nah, never heard of that place. I'm sure your cousin is a total rad to the tad, all the way to being all bad." "Oh." From where they stood they could see a large creature swim along the surf. This was a blue Tri-horned Bunyip. She was followed by several smaller versions of herself. "Hey Miss Princesa!", she waved at the creature who honked back. With this vindication, Swift Star could not help but grin. "And there's her kids: Conejito, Lil' Jefe, Chulo and Chuloa...They're twins and Pachuco. Cute lil' kids....So...", her attention slowly drifted back to the ponies, "So, why are you on my island?"

The others were right. The water looked incredible! Nice and clear and she could see all kinds of fish! What a fool she was! She originally just wanted to stay home and grumble to herself and read her favorite magazine, 'Grumble Weekly'. This was the best field trip EVER! They got to see some pretty awesome sights like waterfalls, old sea forts, legendary mini-islands that were supposed to hide secret pirate lairs and soon they would be heading over to a old amusement park called the ‘Kick & Canter Park’. They had ten wooden roller coasters! Ten different kinds of churros! SIXTY kinds of fried foods! And sadly, only one first aid station. Today, they were going to do a little snorkeling with her group. The young dragon made sure she had everything on claw. She had her bathing suit, which she looked pretty darn good in. She wasn’t ready for a bikini, but this look, she could handle. She had her snorkel gear and flippers. There was also this water-proof camera that she was going to use to take some pretty awesome photos. And not just the sad, sad sight of a soggy Gallus! Nope! She was sure she would have time for maybe two or three photos of some fish. Nah. she couldn't lie to herself. It was all going to be soggy kitties. And maybe a pic of one big wet Yak. As she slid the flippers on, an eerie voice could be heard. While the voice was kind of creepy, dragons don't scare easily. As long as 'vampony books' aren't thrown into the loop. She wasn't scared. Nope. But she was polite. "Nah, I'm good. I have all the gear need and dragons have really great lungs." But the voice continued and while Smolder could ignore it, this time it was backed with magic, evil magic! "No. I do have a choice. Which is no. What are you doing? Please no!" Her cries were ignored. Horrible magic covered the helpless dragon. She let out a scream as the painful spell transformed her into a ugly, ugly monster. Curse you Silverstream. Was the last thing the poor creature could think before she took the form. "WAAGH!" Thank goodness it was only a dream. As Smolder got into a seated position, she wiped the flop sweat from her brow, which confused her as she was pretty sure dragon's didn't sweat. Her other claw was holding her festive little blue pillow so tight, she was surprised it didn't explode and send feathers all over the room. That was the second time this week she had that dream! Spike was the true king of horror! The little dragon told her not only was he turned into a dog in that other world he was in, he was also transformed into a puffer-fish when he visited Seaquestria. Why a dog or a puffer-fish? Dragons were awesome. He should have turned into an cool scaly lion or a sea-dragon! But that park looked really. Oh poop. She had already forgotten about the dream. Or at least the good parts. She was going to need a drink of water. So with her pillow still in hand (it was stuck), the heroic young dragon climbed down from the top of her bunk-bed and proceeded to amble towards the mini-fridge. She had a full bottle of Cantermart Drinking Water waiting for her. Nice and chilly. But something was wrong? Where was Silverstream? She never wakes up early! The bathroom door was cracked partially open, so she wasn't using that, and it was forbidden for students to wander around the campus during the night. They would lose House points! And um. Wait. That was also from another dream she had. And like the one piece bathing suit, she also looked pretty darn good in green robes. At least she could remember that. Oh no. She forgot it again. Something else caught her eye. New issue of 'Grumble Weekly' arrived! Score!

The large Siren floated along with her eyes closed as her head bopped back and forth to a song nopony could hear. One could only assume it was similar to what the impressive creature was singing along to. “In a clothing store...Okay, fine...Fer sure....Fer sure....She's a....Like, oh my.....", Already looking down, her eyes opened up and was rather surprised to see a small army of adorable little horses! "Like, oh Wow.", she gasped. The little orange one with the funny accent was trying to talk to her. "Like wait a sec, my little Bettys.", she removed a red colored pearl-like earring from her right ear. She then placed it on a bracelet which was covered in pearls of the same size but of different colors. The unicorns in the group recognized it as a form of a memory stone or gem. Spell-casters could enchanted stones or other small items to record messages, which was unusually very helpful in school, meetings or other activities that required taking notes. This Siren apparently recorded music on hers. "Oh, gag me with a trident! Look at all thuh adorable little ponies!", at first her tone was cheerful, but it slowly shifted into less positive territory. "Little ponies wearin' armor canterin' around with weapons. On my island! Without an invitation. Messin' up my mournin' groove. Gettin' cute little hoof prints all over my sand.", she added as she folded her front legs, "And now you wanna me to get all shrinky so you can beat with your little horsey hammers. As if!" Fire Walker started to talk, "I assure you we were.." She was quickly cut off by the Siren. .."I am so not talkin' to you, little red, like I am talkin' to thuh country orange horse!', she glanced over at Applejack as she spoke before shifting her eyes back to Fire Walker for a moment. "Betch.", she sassed as her eyes rolled up. Her expression quickly reverted back to cheerful as she turned back to the farmer. "Okay Country Time, like, are you goin' to promise you and your little pony pals are not gonna hit me with your weapons if I get all fun sized?" There was just one more thing she needed to say before she opened it up to the Earth Pony, "Oh, and if you need to, like, know, my name, it's Toccata Tre, as in 'Tre-Awesome, Tre-Hot, and so Tre-Talented!", she broke into three different poses for each of her 'Tre's, "Just don't you dare call me, Tre-Ta. Only my boyfriend can call me that and he's, like, so-very super-hot. Wish he was with me right now. As we'd be doing stuff." And to make sure everypony knew what she meant, she started to rock up and down.

I could always use Fast Track. They'll have to visit Griffonstone...Rockville (Where Pinkie's parents live) Ghastly Gorge...Applewood (I think Whinny World is there)....

As the strange and scary dark world shifted away into the bright and colorful real world, Thrilly pointed to a sign. The cat, who was back to being a proper cat smiled, “Looks like you got the high total score. And look, Knife, you got the award for ‘cutest baby dragon’.” The dragon rolled up her eyes, “Ha Ha.”, she was not laughing, “You are so full of it your...oh..”, she was utterly amazed when there was an sign underneath Daze’s that proclaimed the little creature for being the ‘cutest baby dragon’ complete with a adorable image of Knife. “For the love of.” The threesome walked by an rather annoyed brown colt as they left the building. He knew they had been up to no good! Using the wrong comic! He said nothing to the group, but his cute little frowny face said it all. After noticing how late it was, the dragon waved a taxi and the pony, cat and dragon soon found themselves entering Thrilly and Knife’s hotel, where a friendly looking male dragon waited in the lobby. “Imagine..”, he muttered before he got up from his chair and made his way over to the group. “They told us you made two new friends, so we made sure to reserve a few extra seats.”, he smiled at Thrilly and Daze, “Thank you for looking over my little whelp.", he gave the dragon formally known as Knife a hug. "Dad....Not in front..", the reptile groaned as she tried to keep away a blush. "If you want to come with us...Follow me..", the large creature said with a grin before turning back to his child, "Mom is holding our seats..Let's go.." Being the types not to turn down a free meal, the brave group of 'heroes' made their way into the fanciest restaurant they had ever seen and ran into who was Imagine's mother who was covered in impressive white scales. "You'll have to tell us about your little adventure.", the male said with a wink. And that they did. And they made sure not to mention Imagine's short career as a thief. The three also made sure to exchange addresses and promised to write each other when they could. The cat had a P.O. box that would deliver the mail to the current location of her circus. Thrilly would contact them when her circus would be in their town. Imagine really wanted to find the right date so the pair could visit her home and meet her siblings. And Daze would need to inform the of her next show. She would have the most interesting cheering squad. Dragons and cats. Once their meal was finished, they retired to Thrilly's hotel room and planed their next visit to Canterlot..

Fire Walker smiled as they made their way onwards. With a skilled scout in the air and an honest to goodness experienced hero in the back, the young officer had confidence for their mission. She was in such a good mood, she almost felt a song in her heart. One that was telling her to keep up cantering. Everything was going to be alright. And nopony's gotta worry 'bout nothing. Don't go hittin' that panic button. It ain't worth spilling your drink. Everything's gonna be alright. Alright, alright. The mare could not help but wonder where that song came from? The old song just popped up in her head. This was a favorite song she remembered hearing back in college. The singer went on and changed her style to pop a few years later, which was far more popular than country. Boo. Normally, she would have considered this a 'dooming moment', when things were going well, and then the goofy hero thinks about things going well, and then things go right to h-e-double-hockey-sticks! But she couldn't even believe that. Things were going well. And if she had a drink, it wouldn't be worth spilling. But she had so much to look forward to. Her bachelorette with the girls. Her marriage with Swift. Grindecologist Coffee just shipped her a fresh box of her favorite coffee. Her mother's first romance-adventure novel was being released. Rom-Adv? Advent-Rom? Her old instructor, Greasy Spoon was visiting her parent's house in Ponyville and was going to make a big meal for all. And hopefully give a few lessons to her Culinary challenged family. Things were going just swell! As they cantered on, she could not help but be impressed by somepony who broke out into song. Who here had such a lovely voice? She knew it wasn't Applejack as it lacked her usual country twang. "Guys, I do appreciate the skill it takes to carry a tune, but could you stop with the....", she glanced behind her. Nopony was singing. "Um.". The creature who was singing was right in front of her. And it wasn't an Tri-Horned Bunyip, but an... "Come on Swift Star. Did you flunk your U.L.C.U.D test? That's a Siren!" For a moment, the large creature stopped singing and glanced down at the little ponies with a grin. Was she hungry?