Shining's Log

Chapters

Shining's Log: The Beginning, and the Birth
Shining's Log: Panic and the Decision
Shining's Log: What Do I Do?-To The Future!
Shining's Log: Training-Foalsitter
Shining's Log: Summer Sun-Book Learning
Shining's Log: Books and Family
Shining's Log: Academy-Letter
Shining's Log: A Day With Friends
Shining's Log: New Posting-Mission
Shining's Log: The Path
Shining's Log: Fallout
Shining's Log: Confessions
Shining's Log: Corridor of Interruptions
Shining's Log: New Year's Musings
Shining's Log: Sister Sister
Shining's Log: Coming Clean
Shining's Log: Not Quite Smooth Sailing
Shining's Log: Superior Officers
Shining's Log: Planning

Shining's Log: The Beginning, and the Birth

Dear Journal,

There must be a better way to phrase that. Dear Diary… Too girly.

Entry 1, too cold...

Captain’s log, too spacy...

I need something cool. Something me.

I know,

Shining’s Log! With that settled let’s start this again.

Shining’s Log-Entry the First

My name is Shining Armor. Well at least it is now. That is what my loving parents named me, and I’ve never had another name in this life.

Except that’s the key, this life.

This life I lead. This life where I’m a white unicorn stallion, living in a world of ponies. This life I live in a fairy tale city, with two loving parents, and sibling on the way. Except, it’s not the first life I’ve lived.

In my first life I was a human. I lived a relatively normal, if somewhat quiet life. I love my parents and my brother, even though we all had issues which we had to deal with. And then I died.

But none of that is really relevant to my life now, except for one teeny, tiny detail. The world I live in now is an almost perfect match for the one depicted in a cartoon which I used to watch, My Little Pony. I used to watch it almost religiously, even though it wasn’t really a show aimed at people like me. I have seen the entire first season, but they were only partway through the second season when I died.

The stuff I learned from the show was really helpful when I was born again. It really helped me make sense of this strange new world I found myself in. Although some of the things depicted in the show may give me a bit of worry, I know that Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Rarity and Fluttershy will be there at the right moments in time to save the day. So therefore my family and I have nothing to worry about.

Moving on to another topic, magic is soo cool! And being able to do magic yourself is even better! I never knew how empowering it can be to be able to do things, simply though a little bit of concentration. I wonder if that’s why on the show Twilight loves magic too. The only downside is the fact that my magic always glows pink when in use. Really, I mean I know in my past life I wasn’t exactly the paragon of manliness, but I really, really didn’t like pink. Although I guess if pink is the tradeoff to being able to use magic, I can’t really complain (especially in a world literally made of pretty pastel ponies, I imagine there are many, many emasculating ways things could have gone).

In fact, it’s by using magic that I can even write this log at all. Don’t get me wrong, hooves are great, and you can do far, far more with them than you would think at first glance, but I can be somewhat of a klutz at times, especially when trying to write (even in my former life, chicken scratch is perhaps a bit generous for a comparison to my handwriting), but fortunately magic makes up for a lot (especially my penmanship).

I suppose I should really get to why exactly I’m starting a journal, err, log. At first it started with a suggestion from my mother. She thought I could use a diary to keep my thoughts in order, get my anxiety out and practice writing (I’m fairly certain that the last one was most important in her mind). All three are good points, but what I decided I really needed is someplace to put down some of my otherworldly knowledge. And to that end, I’ve written this entire log in English, a language which I have seen absolutely no sign that anypony around here even knows exists.

I suppose I should get around to actually sharing my relevant knowledge. After all I don’t want this to just be one big waste of time, now do I? Most of this stuff are things that I don’t think I’ll forget anytime soon, but I want in writing so I can remind myself if something goes critically wrong. I suppose I should start with the characters in the show, first (and probably most important) is Twilight Sparkle, the personal student of Princess Celestia (and let me just say wow! Working with magic in this life gives me some appreciation as to how hard she’d have had to work in order learn all the spells she knows. Much less to catch the attention of somepony like Celestia!), who learned of the imminent return of Nightmare Moon, only to be sent to Ponyville to organize a celebration. It’s there that she meets her best friends (and fellow wielders of the Elements of Harmony), who I listed earlier, and redeem the Princess Luna. Now I know that hasn’t happened yet, seeing as how I’ve heard absolutely no information about a second princess, and given that I live in Canterlot (where the Princess rules from), those around me would probably be the first to know. So I am fairly certain that I’m probably before the start of the series, although I’m not really sure by how long, or even what I should do about it. There are other events which occur in the series, but I think I can wait for another log entry to write about those.

Besides this log entry is getting somewhat long, I should probably wrap up. But let me say, it’s a weight off my back to write this down. Anything else I need to say can be put in my next entry. After all, I have more important things to think about. Like the upcoming birth of my baby brother or sister!

Shining Armor, Signing Off

It was a bright sunny day in Canterlot. There were many ponies out and about, doing their daily tasks, but for two unicorns standing in the waiting room of the Canterlot Hospital it was far from a normal day.

The younger of the two, a white unicorn colt with an electric blue mane and tail, was pacing the room, muttering incomprehensible nonsense under his breath, regularly glancing at the door to the adjoining room where his mother was giving birth to his younger brother or sister. The other one, a blue unicorn stallion with an even darker blue mane and tail, and a cutie mark depicting a crescent moon with a small crescent moon inside it, was watching his son pace the room, a small glint of amusement in his eyes.

“You need to calm down, Shining.” The older one chided his son, “Pacing isn’t going to make things go faster.”

“But Dad,” Shining retorted, “Mom’s been in there for half an hour already! What if something’s gone wrong?”

“But nothing, son. It took your mother two hours to deliver you, and that was a completely normal birth. I’m not going to get worried until at least three hours have passed.”

“Funny thing for you to say!” a booming voice interrupted the father-son duo, “According to your father, you fainted five minutes in to your sister’s birth.” The one speaking turned out to be a gray unicorn stallion with dual white and green mane and tail, wearing a wide smile, “Or at least that’s what he told me at your wedding.”

“Don’t believe a word he said,” Shining’s father smiled warmly, “I passed out. Stallions do not faint.”

“Uncle Jewel,” Shining cried, “you came! I thought you said you’d be out of town.”

“Now I wouldn’t miss the birth of my new niece or nephew!” Jewel said with a wink, “Besides, Velvet would kill me, if I wasn’t here.”

“I’m sure she wouldn’t take it that far,” the other stallion said, “I’m sure she’d only keep it to a couple of comments at the next few family dinners.”

“You say that like it’s not as bad, Night,” Jewel smirked, “You know how good she can be with guilt trips, don’t you? I’d spend all evening feeling bad, and then I wouldn’t be in the proper mood to play with my favorite nephew,” he finished with a wink at Shining Armor.

“I’m your only nephew, uncle.” Shining pointed out in return.

“For how long I wonder?” Jewel retorted playfully, “After all, who knows, if your mother has another son, he might become my favorite!”

“Now Jewel,” interrupted Night, “that’s a terrible thing to say to him. We’ll all love all of our children equally. No favorites involved.”

“If you say so,” Jewel said, chastised. Before he turned his head directly to Shining Armor, brought a hoof up to his muzzle, to block Night’s view of him, and mouthed, ‘You’ll be my favorite!’ to Shining. Shining grinned broadly in response.

Night Light looked like he was about to call out his brother-in-law on his actions, but the trio was interrupted by a nurse coming through the door. “It’s done,” she said gently, “she’s given birth to a girl, and both mother and daughter are in fine shape.”

“It’s a girl,” Shining said, somewhat off-balance.

“It’s a girl?” his father echoed.

“It’s a girl!” his uncle shouted.

“It’s a girl,” the nurse completed with a smile, “Now come this way, please.”

The nurse led the three stallions through the hospital to a small private room.

In the room was a grey unicorn mare was sitting on a bed, cradling a pink bundle in her hooves. She smiled widely when she saw the three men, “Look,” she said contentedly, “Meet your new bundle of joy, Night. And your new sister, Shining.”

Shining Armor and Night Light moved as close to the bed as possible, while Jewel hanged back. Shining did his best to get his smaller form into a position where he could see the new foal inside the bundle his mother was carrying, but he was too short.

Eventually, Shining ended up putting his forehooves on the bed in order to actually get a look at his new sister. Inside the little bundle was a lavender filly, with a two toned blue and purple mane, and a cute little horn on her forehead. That specific color combination seemed somewhat important to Shining, but he ignored it in favor of asking a question to his mother, “What’s her name?”

“Twilight Sparkle,” his mother sighed with a content smile on her face.

“Twilight Sparkle,” his father said, seemingly chewing on the words, “I love it. And I love her,” he finished with a wide grin.

“Twili-,” with that half completed name, Shining Armor fainted.

Shining's Log: Panic and the Decision

Shining’s Log-Entry: Panic!

My sister is Twilight Sparkle! [Unintelligible Scribbles]! Why didn’t I see it before, Mom, the gray unicorn mare, with purple and white mane, and three star cutie mark. And Dad, the blue unicorn stallion, with that double crescent moon cutie mark. Oh, sure, they were only shown that once, in the episode which showed how each of the main characters got their cutie marks, but that’s no excuse for not realizing that Twilight Sparkle is my little sister!

Ok, deep breaths. I need to stop panicking. I mean my little sister is only Twilight Sparkle, one of the most talented unicorns ever. And the personal student of Princess Celestia. And the bearer of the Element of Magic. And the leader of the other Elements of Harmony. And the future savior of Equestria. At least twice! And probably more. Deep breaths. I’m breathing deeply.

I will not panic. I will not panic. I will not think about what will happen if I mess up. I will not think of what might happen if something I do might cause things to go off the rails. I mean it’s not like the fate of ALL EQUESTRIA is at stake. I mean, I don’t really fancy the idea of living in an eternal night. And I really, really don’t want to picture what would happen if Discord wins.

What do I do? I mean, Twilight never mentions having a brother in the series, does that mean that she doesn’t have one, or does it mean they weren’t close? Will anything I do cause very bad things to happen? How will my actions affect her? What if my interference causes her to do something her cannon self would never do? What if she doesn’t become Celestia’s student! What if she doesn’t go to Ponyville?

There are way too many what ifs! If I only knew what to do. I mean, I was looking forward to having a younger sister. Someone who I could grow close to, and share funny little secrets with. Someone who I could be an example for, I would help her when she needed help, teach her everything I know, and make sure no future suitors would ever dare take advantage of my little sister. But now, my sister is Twilight ‘freakin’ Sparkle, the future savior of Equestria. And I have no clue if doing any of those things with her will doom the planet.

Gah! I just have no idea what I should do! Should I even try to get close to her? Or will that possibly doom us all. I’m not meant to make this sort of a choice. I guess the best I can do is think about it, and decide later.

Shining Armor, Signing Off

It was another sunny day in Canterlot. Once again many ponies were out and about, cheerfully going about their daily business. But in the home of Shining Armor, his parents worried about how he seemed depressed and moody ever since he woke up from his faint at the hospital a week before, but neither of them have had time to talk to him about it because their newborn foal Twilight needed a lot of care.

At the moment, only Shining, his mother, Sparkle Velvet and his little sister Twilight Sparkle were present. All three of them were in the kitchen. Velvet was preparing food for her children, while whistling a merry tune. Twilight was cooing quietly in a high chair, and Shining was sulking in a corner.

The pleasant whistling is cut off, as Velvet checked the refrigerator, before bringing a hoof up to lie on her forehead. “I can’t believe I forgot to get the dandelions for my dandelion salad!” she berated herself, “I can’t exactly make it without them.” She put her hoof down, then turned and took in the state of the kitchen and her children with one quick glance.

Velvet seemed contemplative for a moment, before she came to a decision. “Shining, can you watch Twilight for a couple of minutes?” she asked.

Shining brought up booth forehooves up in a warding motion. “Me? But I’m too young!” he protested, “I’m not the right one for this.”

“I need you to be a big stallion and watch her,” his mother explained patiently, “I’ll only be gone for five minutes, ten on the outside. I’m only going to the corner store to pick up some dandelions, and I’ll be right back.”

“But,” Shining said, “But-”

“But nothing,” she cut him off, “It’s only ten minutes. And you’ve always been responsible for your age. I’d hate to see you shirk your responsibilities for the first time.”

“Fine,” he hung his head, “I’ll do it.”

“Great, I’ll be right back, sweetie,” with that she stepped out of the kitchen, and Shining heard her open and close the front door shortly after.

“Not cool,” Shining Armor mumbled to himself. He turned to his little sister, and walked over to her highchair.

“I can’t believe that you’re going to save Equestria one day,” he muttered to her, his blue eyes shimmering. “Can I really be your big brother?” he asked aloud, “You deserve a far better pony than me.”

Shining took in his tiny little sister, her wide lavender eyes, and her cute little horn. Noticing Shining watching her, Twilight cooed at her brother. He didn't respond, deep in thought. “I wonder, if I wasn’t here,” her stated, “would you still have a big brother? Would he treat you like a little sister? Should I?”

Shining continued to stare into Twilight’s eyes. “Is it the right thing for me to be an aloof big brother, who deliberately avoids his little sister? Would you be happy with that?” he paused, thinking over his last statement, before hanging his head, breaking eye contact with his sister and staring at the floor, “You wouldn’t, would you. You’d feel rejected, and wronged if I did that. But if it meant that you and everypony would be safe…”

“I hate this,” he choked out, his eyes brimming with tears, “I don’t want to have to choose between your happiness and your safety. It’s not right. No pony should have to make that sort of choice. And knowing, that if I choose wrong, the world is on the line,” he started to pace around the kitchen, “I’m only six. I didn’t ask for this. I don’t want the knowledge I have,” tears began to stream down his face, “I wanted you to be a normal filly, who I could love, protect and make happy. I can’t protect you and make you happy, nor can I make you happy and ensure your protection. I don’t want two out of three, I want all three,” he gasped for breath, “You deserve all three,” he mumbled looking at the floor.

He stopped pacing and was stared at the floor, occasionally lifting one hoof to glance at it, only to stomp it back down. After a minute of silence, he looked back at Twilight, who was watching him, cooing occasionally, but not doing anything else. “I really, really want to take a third option,” Shining said, “Soo,” he drew out the last word, he stopped crying, and a strong glint entered his eyes, “screw it!” he stomped one of his hooves down on the floor, laughed and grinned widely, “I’ll be the best big brother I can be. And if that causes things to mess up, I’ll be there right by your side, protecting you! I won’t let fear dictate what I will and will not do, I will protect you. If by making you happy, I accidentally doom the world, I’ll fight with everything I have in order set things right, and ensure everypony wins. I’ll be the best big brother you could ask for Twily. Just you wait and see!”

“Well, I guess you’ve cheered up,” said a voice in the kitchen doorway.

Shining Armor stumbled while turning around, and caught sight of his mother in the doorway, who had an amused grin on her face. “I ask you to watch over Twilight,” she said, with pride in her voice, “and here you are giving a motivational speech.”

Shining blushed, and his ears flattened, “Uh, how much did you hear?” he asked softly.

“Enough,” she replied, “to hear that you will be the best big brother ever!” she finished with a giggle.

She quickly stopped giggling, “Wait a moment,” she gasped, gesturing with her right forehoof, “Is that…” she trailed off, pointing at Shining’s flank.

Shining quickly twisted around, looking for what had his mother so startled. “Is that-” he questioned, staring at the blue three point shield with a six pointed star on it and three stars above it now decorating his hind, “-my cutie mark?”

Shining’s Log-Entry: The Decision Is Made

I don’t even know why I was even debating the whole issue in the first place. Twilight is my little sis, and I will do anything I can to make her happy. And trying to keep her at hooves length in some fool attempt to ‘protect’ her won’t do that. It would only make her miserable, and I won’t do that to my sister! I will be the best big brother that there ever was!

But that still brings up the question; ‘if I change things, what if I accidentally invalidate her saving Equestria.’ The answer is simple, I will protect her, and everypony else myself! If I accidentally make things worse, I will be there, with all hooves in, trying my best to protect Twilight and everypony in Equestria. After all, I know, here in this world, Friendship is Magic. So what does that make love?

Shining Armor, Signing Off

Shining's Log: What Do I Do?-To The Future!

Shining’s Log-Entry: What Now?

It’s been nearly a month since I got my cutie mark. My parents sure were surprised when they saw it, Mom just stood there pointing for over a minute, and Dad wrapped me up in one of the biggest hugs he’s ever given me once he got home. Little Twily though just cooed cutely, although, given she’s still young, I guess that’s expected. I swear, when Uncle Jewel found out he swept me off my hooves and swung me around, completing at least two full rotations, even more exuberant than usual.

Of course that brings me to the question of; what does my cutie mark mean for me. I mean, in this world everypony has one, and it always, always has to do with either their personalities or what sort of things their good at. So what does my cutie mark mean for me? I know most ponies don’t actually question their marks, but ordinarily they don’t have minds far older than they should be, so I can’t help but wonder; what does this mark mean to me?

A shield, obviously a symbol of protection. Probably because of my resolution to make sure everypony is safe. But the six pointed star on it… It’s nearly identical to the star in the middle of Twilight’s future cutie mark. Does that mean I put my sister ahead of protecting everypony else? Would that be right? Or does it mean that I want to protect everypony out of love, and it’s simply Twilight’s mark, because it was through my desire to protect her, that my determination to protect everypony grew out of? Arrgh, I’m no good at all this existential stuff. Of course, that’s not even getting to the three stars above the shield, so like Mom’s cutie mark. Does that mean I put love above protection? Or maybe I put happiness above those I love above keeping them safe? I’m fairly certain that I’m overthinking things. Ponies are probably meant to just accept their cutie marks and move on, so I should probably shelf any analysis of my mark.

Moving on to the next topic. I’m going to be the best big brother ever. That is my plan. Although, I guess it’s going to be harder than it probably should be, given who my little sister will be. I guess it would be hard enough to be an older brother to a normal filly, who knows how to have fun and has lots of friends. But being the big brother to an introverted bookworm, who admits she’d rather study than make any friends, like future Twilight, is going to be a challenge.

Although, is it really right for me to think of my little sister, who’s only five weeks old, by what she could grow up to be? I can’t constantly be comparing a young foal, to the Twilight I watched in the show. If I really want to be fair to her, I need to table all thoughts of who she could grow up to be, and instead focus on the her in the here and now. Otherwise I’ll probably be the worst big brother ever.

That doesn’t mean that I should forget about the future threats that she might face. I need to come up with a plan to deal with them. Fortunately, I have plenty of time, since I know that Twilight was at least sixteen (and probably older, although ponies do seem to have a lower age of majority than humans from what I can tell), that gives me at least a decade and a half to work out what I can do. I’m sure that there are many possibilities.

Shining Armor, Signing Off

Strong gusts of wind were rushing through the buildings of Canterlot, a storm was approaching, and many ponies were rushing around trying to batten down the hatches. But for two stallions, Night Light and Shining Armor, they were trotting pleasantly along the relatively empty streets, watching as the small number of ponies around them worked.

“Dad,” Shining inquired, after watching the ponies working around them, “don’t you have things that you have to do to get ready for the storm too?”

“Yes,” Night smiled, “but first I want to get you to your uncle’s house.”

“Aww,” Shining complained, “I want to help!”

Night Light laughed cheerfully at his son. “Don’t worry about it,” he reassured, “We adults can handle it. Little colts and fillies like yourself just need to be indoors, while we take care of things.”

“But,” Shining whined, while the wind mussed up his blue mane, “why do I need to go to Uncle Jewel’s place? What about Twily?”

“Your mother can handle Twilight,” Night said simply, “And your uncle volunteered to take you off our hooves for a day anyway. He said he had a couple of things he wanted to do with you. It’s just coincidence that the storm is coming on the same day.”

Shining looked like he was about to protest some more, but a loud cracking sound drew both stallions’ attention. Turning to the sound, the two of them saw a large tree limb, which had been weakened by the repeated gusts of wind, suddenly give way and begin to fall. Directly underneath the falling branch was a green earth mare, who hadn’t noticed the danger she was in.

“Look out,” Shining called, but his cry wasn’t in time. Fortunately, the limb was suddenly surrounded by a blue glow, and stopped falling. Shining twisted his head, to see his father’s horn was glowing, and he had a look of intense concentration on his face.

The mare, startled by Shining’s yell, looked around before glancing up, and giving a loud shriek. She scrambled to try and get away from the path of the temporarily suspended branch, but Night Light’s magic failed before she could get all the way out of the way.

Suddenly, there was a bright flash of red light, and the tree limb was gone. Or rather, the branch had been reduced to ash, which scattered to the winds.

Turning to the source of the flash, Shining couldn’t help but say, “Cool!”

For there was a unicorn with a red glow around his horn, wearing golden armor, he smiled when he noticed the expression on Shining’s face. Then he walked over to where the two stallions were standing.

“Neat!” nearly shouted Shining, “That was amazing.”

The green mare, having recovered from her shock, trotted over to the three stallions. “Thank you so much!” she said happily, “If it weren’t for you three I would have been in big trouble.”

“Don’t mention it,” Night Light waved off her praise, “I’m only sorry I couldn’t hold it up longer. I’m afraid I’m not the best a levitation magic. If it wasn’t for the guard here, you still would have been in trouble.”

“Just doing my duty,” the guard said in a commanding tone. With a wink at the young colt, he continued, “It’s the job of every member of the Royal Guard to protect anypony in danger.”

“Still,” the mare commented, “Thank you, all three of you. You sir,” she indicated Night, “for keeping the branch long enough for, him,” she gestured to the guard, “to intervene.” She turned to Shining, “And thank you young colt, your shout was just in time.”

Shining blushed. “It wasn’t anything important,” he muttered, scuffing his front hooves along the ground, “Dad and the guard did all the hard work.”

The guardspony shook his head, “Warning ponies of impending danger is just as important, kid,” he said, before glancing at the clouds gathering in the sky, “Now, you should probably move along, we don’t have long before the storm hits, and I’ve got to finish my rounds of this street.”

“Thanks again!” the mare called, and all four moved off, the mare heading inside, the guard moving in one direction, and the father son duo continued on their way.

The duo were silent as they walked. Both of stallions seemed deep in thought as they made their way to their destination.

After a couple of minutes of silence, they arrived at their destination. But, before knocking on the door, the two turned to face each other. Both started speaking at the same time.

“Dad-“

“Son-“

Both halted when they realized the other was speaking. The two stared at each other for a moment, before they broke out laughing.

Night was the first to stop laughing. “Why don’t you go first, son,” he told Shining.

“Uh,” Shining replied, “Ok, I guess.” He paused for a moment. “Dad,” he said, his voice level and as serious as possible, “I think I know what I want to be when I grow up.”

“Oh really?” his father inquired, a smile on his face.

“I want to join the Royal Guard,” Shining declared, with as much authority that a seven year old colt could put into his voice, “I want to keep everypony safe.”

Night Light just grins broadly. “Well then, I guess that ties into what I wanted to say, myself,” he took his son up into a big hug, “I’m proud of you, son.”

Shining’s Log-Entry: The Future

You know, I wonder if it’s this world, or if it’s just me, but sometimes things just seem to click into place. If I want to protect, I have to grow strong. If I want to get strong enough to protect against the threats I know are to come, well, there’s only one place I can grow strong enough. The Royal Guard.

Not to mention, the Royal Guard is generally the first on the ground in any emergency. So if I join them, I can help protect, not only during the big crises, but also the little brushfires which could potentially grow beyond their roots. It’s probably the best place in Equestria for a pony who wants to ensure the safety of those he loves.

My family seems to be extremely supportive of my decision. Dad is obviously proud of me, and Mom was beaming when I told her after I returned from uncle’s house. As for Uncle Jewel, he simply told me that I had set a high bar for myself; The Royal Guard only takes the best of the best, and if I want to join them, I’m going to have to work really, really hard. He then offered to help me train, or rather, to help me train when I’m older and the weather is better. He (and my parents) want me to be a normal colt for now, and I guess I can see why. I’m only seven, but mark my words, I’ll be in the Royal Guard, just as soon as I’m old enough!

My future course is clear.

Shining Armor, Signing Off

Shining's Log: Training-Foalsitter

Shining’s Log-Entry: New Log

This is the first new entry into my new ~~diary~~ log. My old one had a small accident. I kinda, sorta, accidentally ripped the binding when Mom walked in on me putting it away with levitation. The pages ended up flying all around the room, and it took me a while to gather them back up together, but I think I got all of them. Mom was curious about English writing I’ve been using, since the blocky English letters look completely different from the curvy Equestrian lettering. I ended up telling her it was a code I made up to prevent others from reading my logs. Not bad for an excuse made up on the spot, or at least I think so.

In other news, I’m 11 now! Dad says I’m old enough for the training Uncle Jewel promised three years ago. I wonder what he’s going to be doing with me? Maybe we’ll be going over combat magic. Learn sword fighting. Hoof-to-hoof combat? Or maybe some sort of super-ultra-mega-duper shield!

I can’t believe I just wrote that.

Moving on, Mom’s been talking about maybe getting a foal-sitter for Twily, so she and Dad can take care of some ‘things’. Apparently, I’m not quite old enough to be taking care of Twily alone, and as my parents were quick to point out, I’m going to be busy with training with Uncle Jewel. I just wonder who they’re going to get for the job. They better be good, because my little sis only deserves the best!

Shining Armor, Signing Off

It was another ordinary bustling day in Canterlot. Everypony was out and about doing their daily tasks. But for one white unicorn colt, staring at the door to an ordinary looking home, it was the beginning of a new routine.

Shining Armor stood uncertainly, having just knocked on the door. He had just made his way to the house as soon as school had let out. It was supposed to be the first day of his training under his Uncle Jewel.

The door opened. "Uncle Jewel!" Shining cheerily greeted his uncle.

Jewel greeted his nephew with a hug. “Great to see you Shining. I know your looking forward to this, so come on in!” He moved aside, and beckoned Shining to follow him.

Shining entered the home, and followed his uncle through the house, and out the back door.

The pair found themselves inside a small walled in garden. Jewel turned to his nephew, before plotting his behind on the ground, his smile fading. “Ok, Shining, I know you want this training, but we should go over a couple of things first.”

“Alright,” Shining stated, sitting down and watching his uncle carefully.

“First,” Jewel began, “the only special consideration I’m going to be giving you, is your age. While we’re training you’ll be my student, and everything else is secondary.” He paused, while Shining nodded, “Second, I don’t want you using this training against any of your classmates, this is meant for self-protection, and to protect others, not to show off, or beat up anypony you don’t like.”

“I understand, Uncle.”

“Good,” Jewel smiled, “then let’s start your first lesson.”

He stood and started pacing in front of the attentively watching Shining Armor. “Can you tell me the most important thing anypony, or rather anything needs to know how to do when fighting?” he questioned.

“Uh,” Shining hemmed, “how use a weapon?”

“Wrong.”

“Magic?”

“Wrong.”

“How to use a shield?”

“Wrong, although almost along the right line of thought,” Jewel stated. Looking down at his nephew’s disappointed face, he continued, “Don’t worry, most ponies don’t answer correctly the first time anyway. The correct answer is; the most important thing anypony needs to know is how to dodge.” He smiled widely, “And that is what we’re going to practice today.”

Shining shivered.

Shining Armor slunk into his home’s front door. He felt sore from his uncle’s training. He was dirty and sweaty all over, and his mane was a wild mess, but he was grinning broadly. His grin faded into a mere smile when he heard voices coming from the living room. Creeping to the open arch between the rooms, Shining saw his mother and father were speaking with a young pink unicorn, wearing a dress, he’d never seen before.

Velvet Sparkle was the first to notice her son in the entryway. “Shining! You’re home,” she greeted, “Come in and meet Cadence,” she gestured to the pink pony next to her, “She’s agreed to become Twilight’s new foalsitter. Come and introduce yourself.”

Shining entered the room. “I’m Shining Armor,” he introduced himself, holding out a hoof, “Pleased to meet you.”

Cadence giggled at the offered hoof, but still took it and shook it before speaking. “I’m Princess Mi Amore Cadenza, but please call me Cadence.”

Shining’s jaw dropped. “Princess?” he questioned, “Why would a princess want to do something like foalsit?” He ignored his parent’s frantically waving at him behind Cadence’s back. “Don’t you have other things to do, like do up your hair?” he asked rather rudely, gesturing to the ponytail her mane was in.

“Hey, I want to get out of the palace sometimes,” she shot back, before looking him up and down, then frowning “Besides, you look like you could do with some more time working on your hair. It’s sticking up all over the place. It makes you look like a blue hedgehog!”

“Well, at least I’m not pink!” he shot back.

“I’m cerise,” she snapped, “not pink!”

The two of them stopped and glared at each other for a moment. The two adults in the room were completely frozen in place.

Suddenly, Cadence started giggling, before breaking out laughing. “I can’t believe there’s actually somepony out there,” she said, still giggling, “that would, upon first meeting a princess, start an argument!”

“What?” Shining defended himself, “I’m just making sure your good enough for my little sis!”

“You know,” Cadence responded, “most ponies generally accept that a princess would be good enough by default.”

“Bah,” he dismissed, “princess is just a title. It doesn’t say anything about you as a person.”

“Maybe not,” she acknowledged, “but it is a pretty good indicator that you shouldn’t get into an argument with them. Never know what they might do to you. An insulted princess might throw you in a dungeon, or banish you.”

“If you were that sort of princess,” Shining Armor stated with an air of finality, “then you would make a terrible foalsitter.”

Cadence just started laughing again.

Shining’s Log-Entry: Cadence

Alright, so maybe getting into an argument with a princess in front of my parents was a bad idea. As soon as they recovered from the shock of what I was doing, they grounded me for a month. No protests that it was all to make sure that she was good enough for Twily could change their minds. Fortunately, Cadence actually rallied to my defense, and told them she didn’t mind our little fight, and it was actually the high point of her visit so far. Ultimately she managed to get them to reduce it to two weeks, for ‘being a bad host’.

I have to say, Cadence is actually pretty good with sis. Twily seemed to be fascinated, and was happily playing with her. That, combined with her performance in our little spat, is enough for me to at least give her a chance with Twily.

Although I do have to wonder, would Cadence have been Twilight’s foalsitter if I wasn’t here? I don’t recall Twilight ever mentioning that she had a foalsitter, much less that the sitter was a princess. You’d think that would be an important detail. Although, I guess, being all grown up like she is in the series, she probably doesn’t spare much thought to her fillyhood. Either way, I’m not going to worry about it, Cadence seems to make Twily happy, and that’s all that matters to me.

Shining Armor, Signing Off

Shining's Log: Summer Sun-Book Learning

Shining’s Log-Entry: Summer Sun Celebration

Ok, so maybe Cadence is turning out to be an alright foalsitter. She seems to have infinite patience when talking with Sis. She’s willing to answer almost any question Twily has, and always seems to know exactly what sort of games Twily would enjoy. After almost every session, Twily talks non-stop about all the things that they did together. She seems to be a genuinely nice pony, princess or not.

I just can’t seem to find anything wrong with her. Which is a problem. A very big problem, seeing as we, kinda, sorta have a tendency to get into arguments. It’s just not cool that I don’t have anything on her, while she keeps bringing up how I keep returning from Uncle Jewel’s training sweaty and dirty all over. One of these days, I’m going to take her with me to training, and see how she looks by the end of it.

In other news and probably extremely importantly, one of the milestones in Twilight’s life that I remember from the series happened. Namely, Twily and our parents attended the Summer Sun Celebration when it was held here in Canterlot. Twily had been talking about it all week, and it was be hard to not get caught up in her enthusiasm. Unfortunately, I couldn’t go, having pulled a muscle, and all that walking and such a large crowd would have made it worse. This meant that the festival happened almost exactly the way she told the Cutie Mark Crusaders.

Although, in the week since she’s been trying out using magic (and generally failing), she hasn’t tried reading yet. Which makes me wonder, is my presence making a difference? Twily wants to learn magic, just like in the series, but she hasn't yet trying to read every book she can get her hooves on. Is that my influence, or is it just that studying just hasn’t occurred to her yet?

Shining Armor, Signing Off

It was raining in Canterlot. Most ponies in the city had made their ways indoors already, but there were still one or two stragglers about. One of them, Shining Armor, was trotting along, with a smile on his face, not even making an attempt to stay out of the downpour. When he reached his home, he opened the door and let himself in.

Immediately, he was assaulted by small lavender filly. “Big brother,” she shouted, hugging him, “You’re home!” She then noticed that he was dripping wet. “Eww,” she scooted backwards, “you’re wet all over!”

“That’s cuz it’s raining outside, little sis,” Shining replied, “At least this time, Cadence can’t complain that I stink!”

“No,” interrupted the mentioned cerise alicorn, “but I can say that you look like the weather ponies attempted to drown you.”

“Naw,” waved off Shining Armor, “I just wasn’t trying to dodge the raindrops.”

“Like that’s even possible,” Cadence snorted.

“I’m fairly certain that Uncle Jewel plans to go over how to do it next week,” Shining said cockily.

“Wow!” Twilight interrupted their argument, “That’ll be soo cool!”

“I’m sure it will be,” Cadence told the filly, before turning to the colt, “Anyway, I’ve got to get going. Your mother said that she’d be back home in about an hour from now. But I’ve got some thing’s that Aunt Celly wants me to do, so I can’t stay.”

“No prob,” responded Shining easily, “I always love spending time with Twily.”

“I’m sure,” Cadence said with a smile. She opened the front door. But before she stepped out she turned to Twilight, “Now you be good for you big brother. Ok Twilight?”

“Always,” Twilight assured her, “I’d never do anything bad!”

“Of course,” Cadence laughed, as she closed the door.

The brother-sister duo looked at each other for a moment, before Shining Armor piped up, “So, what were you and Cadence doing earlier?”

“Oh,” Twilight said excitedly, “we did lots of things! We went on a picnic, then she told me a story. And then she showed me some of her magic!”

“Oh really?” Shining questioned in an interested manner, “And what magic did she show you?”

“It was really, really neat!” the filly expounded, “There were these arguing ponies, and they were all in each other faces like, grr.” She spead her forward hooves out and stuck out her face, giving an exaggerated growl, “And then Cadence came along, and her horn glowed, and all of a sudden they stopped going grr, and started actually talking! It was soo neat!”

The little filly started bouncing, “Magic is soo cool! First Princess Celestia raises the sun, and then Cadence makes the arguing ponies stop fighting! I want to learn how to do things like that!” she stopped gushing, and leaned forward conspiratorily, “In fact, I’ve started trying to do magic myself! Want’a see?”

“Sure Twily!” Shining said happily, “Show me what you’ve got!”

“First up, making things float!” Twilight cheered. Before closing her eyes and twisting her face into a super-concentrated look. A small spark flew from her horn. And a light purple glow surrounded a vase on a table next to the front door. The vase floated up, but the glow around it faded out, and it started crashing to the ground.

Shining Armor was quick to react, and a rose colored glow quickly surrounded the vase. It halted less than two inches above the ground. It then gently rose back to its starting position.

“Aww.” Whined Twilight, with a disappointed look on her face, “I didn’t do it right.” She turned to her brother, with an expectant look on her face, “Can you tell me how to do it right, big brother?”

“Uhh,” Shining hemmed, before raising a hoof and rubbing his mane, “I’m not really good at explaining things like that.” Seeing the disappointed look on his sister’s face, he quickly added, “I think I remember a good book on levitation that might help.”

“A book?” the young filly questioned, “What could a book tell me?”

“Books tell us lots of things, Twily,” her brother assured her, “They’ll be able to tell you the best way to do just about everything!”

“Everything, everything?” Twilight questioned uncertainly.

“Everything,” Shining said with certainty. He gestured with a hoof, “Now come along, I think I have just the book to help you with your levitation.”

The pair started trotting further into the interior of the house. Twilight wore a look of concentration on her face. Once the two of them reached the family library, Shining looked around the many shelves of books. Finding what he was looking for, he lifted up a particular book with his magic, and brought it over to the desk in the middle of the room.

“Here you go Twily,” he said, setting the book titled, Levitation for Children, down, “If you read this you’ll be able to get floating things down in no time.”

“So when I read this,” she began, “I’ll get better at floating things?” At her brothers nod, she continued, “What if I read the other books in here? Would they help me get better at other things?”

“I guarantee it,” he Shining told her with a broad smile.

“Then I’m going to read every single one of them!” she declared, “And by the time I’m done, I’ll be the best magic pony ever!”

“If anypony could do it,” Shining said, with an odd timber to his voice, “It’ll be you.”

Twilight hugged him. “Thanks big brother! You’re the best friend I could ever ask for.”

“Forever,” Shining told her, with a cocky smile.

Shining's Log: Books and Family

Shining’s Log-Exams

Huh, maybe telling Twily that reading will let her do anything was something of a mistake. For almost a year, she’s spent every free moment she has reading. Our parents and Cadence actually have to try and get her to do ordinary things a filly her age normally would do, she just isn’t interested in anything outside her books anymore. However, whenever I try to do something with her, like fly a kite, or go on a picnic, she’s always so happy. She’s actually started calling me her Big Brother Best Friend Forever (or BBBFF). And let me just say, I’m glad she’s never used it in hearing range of any of my classmates from school. I’d never live it down, but I just don’t have the heart to ask her to use something else. Unfortunately, Cadence heard her use it once, and she mercilessly used it in our friendly bickering for two whole months.

On the other hoof, Twily is so happy when she talks about the things she’s learned in the many (many) books she’s read. And Mom and Dad are talking about entering her into Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns. Let me just say, wow. It takes a lot to get into that school, and generally the applicants are older than Twily. But she probably has a better understanding of magical theory than many of the later year students from her reading, even if her practical magic is not very impressive. Yet.

I have to wonder, will her entrance exam go the same way as it did for Twilight? If I altered things too much, she might not take her exam at the same time as Rainbow Dash’s sonic rainboom. And if the rainboom doesn’t happen, she doesn’t get that extra push she needed to hatch Spike’s egg. But, at this point, there’s not much I can do to alter things. So, I just have to have faith that Twily will be able to pass, even if there is no sonic rainboom.

On a more personal level, I’ve been prepping for joining the military academy myself. I’ve been studying, and there’s a lot to learn. My Uncle Jewel thinks that I shouldn’t be worried about the physical portion of the exam. He said something along the lines of ‘you’re already better than most of their graduates! I’ve never seen a pony as deicated to learning as you’. I don’t really get what he means. I mean in after three years training under him, I still feel like there so much more he could teach me.

Back to the exam, I’ve already gotten the date, and it’s supposed to be at the same time as Twily’s entrance exam. Mom and Dad offered to have one of them go with me, and another go with Twily, but I assured them that they should both go with Twily, ‘cause she will need the support.

Shining Armor, Signing Off

It was a cool evening in Canterlot. In the home of Shining Armor, five unicorns are chatting merrily around a fire. Night Light and Velvet Sparkle were sitting together, sharing proud smiles. Shining Armor was sitting proudly, with a broad grin on his face, while Twilight was bouncing around, shouting “Yes, yes, yes!” While their uncle Jewel was laying down, watching the two younger ponies with a similar grin to Shining’s.

“So let me get this straight,” Shining asked his parents, “Twily not only passed the test, she caught Princess’ attention? And now Princess Celestia wants to make her, her personal student!”

“Yep,” stated Night Light proudly, “Your sister was just amazing,” a slight look of worried passed over Night’s face, “although, she needs a lot of practice to control her power.”

“Huh,” Jewel said, with an amused glint in his eyes “I guess next to that, the fact that Shining passed his test with flying colors just isn’t as impressive.”

The bouncing filly stopped bouncing. “Wait, big brother passed too?” she questioned excitedly, “He passed his test! He passed his test!” she started bouncing around again.

Jewel laughed, “Yep little one. Your big brother’s going to the Royal Guard Academy. He’s going to learn all he can in order to protect you.”

The filly stopped again, but this time she seemed to be considering something. “If I’m going to school,” she reasoned aloud, “And big brother is going to another school. Does that mean I won’t be seeing him anymore?”

Her brother just got up, and ruffled her mane with his hoof. “Nah, little sis!” he assured her, “A little something like going to different schools, doesn’t mean we won’t see each other. It just won't be as often.”

“But,” the filly said, bowing her head and tears starting to fill her eyes, “but, you're my BBBFF!”

Her parents and uncle just exchanged a confused glance. But her brother just used a hoof to lift her head, “And I always will be. Just ‘cause we won’t see as much of each other, doesn’t mean you won’t still be my favorite little sister!”

“Now listen to your brother, Twilight,” their mother broke in kindly, “You don’t have anything to worry about. Why your Uncle Jewel went to the Royal Guard Academy while I stayed behind, and we’re still as close as we were before.”

“Like you’d let me be anything else, Velvet,” Jewel chuckled, “You sent me letters every single day for the first three months. And then you’d get annoyed that I didn’t answer them quickly enough.”

“Well,” Velvet defended herself, “you didn’t.”

The adults shared a laugh. But Twilight looked uncertain, before a look of determination crossed her face. “Well I’m going to write to big brother every hour!” she shouted with purpose.

All four of the other ponies laughed harder. Night Light placed a hoof on his daughter’s head. “I don’t think that’ll work, Twilight dear,” he said gently, “Maybe just once a week would be better.”

“Fine,” Twilight pouted, “but if he doesn’t respond, I’ll move up to sending them daily. And then hourly. And if that doesn’t work, I’ll send one every minute!”

“Then I better make sure I reply,” Shining said, with mirth in his voice, “I wouldn’t want you to miss that much study time.”

All five ponies laughed.

Shining's Log: Academy-Letter

Shining’s Log-Entry: School

The Royal Guard Academy is alternately easier and harder than I thought it would be. On one hoof, the physical exercises are a synch compared to what Uncle Jewel put me through. On the second hoof, their far more academics involved than I would have thought. On the third hoof, I’m sorta surprised that there isn’t that much instruction on magic, although I guess that might be because the classes are mixed between Unicorns, Pegasi and Earth ponies fairly equally. On the final hoof, weapon training (in this case, mostly spear work), using hooves only, is extremely hard when your used to gripping everything with magic.

On another note, my classmates are a rather interesting bunch. Roll, Rough and Rock Boulder are triplet ponies, although weirdly enough each of them are different types of pony. All three of them are quite possibly the largest and strongest ponies of their types I’ve ever met. Rock, the Earth Pony is red, Roll, the Unicorn, is white and Rough, the Pegasus, is blue, and aside from their coloration (and/or extra appendages), all three are identical, muscular behemoths, they even have the same mane and tail (tricolor red, white and blue). According to Rock (who I’ve managed to befriend), they grew up on a rock farm, and have a number of cousins of similar… girth, and spread of species. Personality wise, the three are actually very different, Rough is proud, and seemed to almost go out of his way to prove his strength, Roll is quieter, I don't think I've even heard him speak yet, and Rock is a very friendly, if stubborn pony. If it weren't for their personalities, they'd be even harder to tell apart when they've got their armor on.

A different classmate of note is Fiery Hammer. He is another unicorn and he's also white, but has a red-orange mane and tail. He's extremely good at remembering small details, and is extremely good with our spears. He’s from Fillydelphia, where his father is a blacksmith. Apparently, his father's taught him a lot about making and using tools, including some basic weapons. If I keep on having trouble with gripping my spear properly, I'll probably ask him for some tips.

As for my teachers, two of them stand out. Thunder Flare, the pegasus in charge of teaching us logistics and tactics, let me just say, she really, really knows her stuff. I never really knew there was so much involved in maintaining the various guard outposts on the edges of Equestria. Nor that there were literally hundreds of ponies involved in moving, inventorying and guarding the various shipments to those outposts.

Then there’s Brawn Charger, the drill master, and I think his default voice may actually be louder than Princess Luna’s Canterlot Speaking Voice, from that Nightmare Night episode, and that’s when he’s not teaching. He's really good at ensuring everypony gives him their undivided attention. And I do not want to think about what he would do if any one of us didn't listen to every word he said, not that that's possible given his teaching voice. He can be an extremely tough taskmaster, but I guess I expected that, although his training itself isn't any harder than most of the stuff that Uncle Jewel was having me do.

My family is doing quite well. The letters from Mom and Dad say their doing fine, and Twily is all excited about her own schooling. Not that I was expecting anything else. Twilight wrote a letter almost fifteen pages long. At first, I thought it might have been one of the lists that Cadence taught her to make, so she's be more organized, but it turned out to be a very, very detailed accounting of everything that's happened to her since I left. That's almost worse than sending a letter every day. I think I'm going to have to explain to her that sometimes a summary of the high points is all that I really need to know. But I don't really want to disappoint her, maybe I should write Mom or Dad, and get them to talk to her instead.

The only unexpected thing from the homefront was that Cadence decided to write me a letter. it’s rather short, but I think I’ll include the letter in this log, if only because it made me laugh.

Dear ~~Shining Armor~~ Blue Puffball,

So how have things been going for you? I’m sure you’ve already managed to get covered in mud, and dirt, and managed to completely ruin your mane. And I’ve no doubt you’ve managed to trip all over yourself like that time when you crashed into me while carrying a pitcher of lemonade and spilled it all over your mother’s special shoes. Your coat may be white, but I think that’s more a warning to others to watch out.

I suppose you’re wondering why I decided to write you. Well, I’m bored. Without having to babysit Twilight as often as I used to, I no longer have a decent conversation partner. And her annoying older brother too, I suppose. Although I guess you’re more my argument partner, although, that does make your better than cousin Blueblood.

You had better do well there, or little Twilight and I will be very disappointed. And you should never disappoint a loved one. Or me.

From,
Cadence

You know, I’m not really sure how to take the letter. We’re friends, I guess. We haven't really talked that much outside of when she was foalsitting Twily. Although, I guess there was that one time in the park. I found her mopping around and we had a nice chat, that for once didn't include any insults, and instead talked about our families and how we feel about them. I told her I love my parents, and Twily, and I would do anything, anything at all if I thought it would protect them. She told me how she loves her Aunt Celly, but feels they have a such a distant relationship because of various court duties. I tried to cheer her up a bit, I told a couple of jokes, even managed to make her laugh. But afterwards, I think I might have said something wrong, because she left with a disappointed look on her face.

Regardless of that incident, I wasn’t really expecting a princess to try and keep in contact with a lowly student guard. And sending a letter, where the entire first paragraph is full of insults at the recipient... There is only one conclusion I can draw. She must be bored.

Shining Armor, Signing Off

Shining's Log: A Day With Friends

It was a bright sunny, summer day in Canterlot. Five ponies, two white unicorns, one with a red-orange mane, and the other with a blue mane, and a set of blue, red and white ponies were wandering the streets, chatting and laughing.

“-And I asked her, ‘please go out with me,’” Fiery Hammer, was telling his friends, “She sits there stunned for a minute, looking at me all covered in soot, and says-“

“-‘Sure. But if we go on a second date, make sure to let me know before asking, and I’ll make sure the chimney sweep comes first,’” chorused three of the other four ponies. The fourth, Roll, the tricolor unicorn, just snorted.

“You’ve already told us that one Fiery,” said Shining Armor groaned, “In fact I think you’ve told us that one at least three times already.”

“Well I don’t see you volunteering anything about your marefriend,” shot back Fiery Hammer, “And don’t deny you have one, I’ve seen those letters which call you all those cute names.”

“Cute names-“ Shining choked out, resisting laughter, “-you call Blue Puffball a cute name?”

“Well, there’s Drowned One,” Firey started listing out, while the three earth ponies sniggered, “then there’s Keeper of the Princess’ Idiocy, or maybe the Biggest Lout in Canterlot.”

“Wait a minute,” asked Shining Armor, his eyes narrowing, “I thought you said you only read the first letter.”

“I lied.”

Shining looked angry. But before he could do anything, he’s interrupted by Rough using a muscular blue wing to push Shining towards himself, “Come off it Shiny. We’re just curious, you’re the only one who hasn’t said anything about a marefriend back home. And we don’t believe you when you say you don’t have one.”

“Yeah, Shiny,” Rock supported his brother, “You’re just too nice of a stallion not to have one. So this ‘Cadence’ must be your marefriend, and you’re just too embarrassed to admit it.”

“Cadence as my marefriend,” Shining stated stunned, “you must be joking. Why would I want to go out with somepony who is constantly on my back about being sweaty and stinky from my training. Who constantly points out my every flaw. Who is perpetually disappointed in me. I have no clue what goes on in her mind. But I have no doubt, she is not my marefriend. In fact, we’re barely friends. Besides, she’s pink, and you know how I hate-“ A shoed, cerise hoof taps on his back. “-How she’s always there when I stuff my hoof into my mouth.”

“I’m cerise, not pink!” Cadence shouted at him, “Shining Armor, you dolt!” She then hugged him. “I can’t believe I haven’t seen you for a whole year. I’ve almost gotten to miss having to wipe up the mud tracks you leave everywhere.”

“Well it would have been six months,” Shining countered, “But you got impatient waiting for the newest fashions to come out, and took a trip to Prance.”

“I’ll have you know,” Cadence stated with pomp, “that Aunt Celly personally asked me to go to Prance, and I’d never turn her down. Besides, I didn’t make it. There was a bandit attack on the way there, and we ended up having to return to Canterlot.”

“What?” asked Shining confused and concerned “Was anypony hurt? Were you hurt? How many were there? Did the guards get them all? Are there any left that might come back for you?” he questioned rapidly.

“Definitely his marefriend,” whispered Fiery to Rock, Roll and Rough. Roll sniggered.

“I’m fine,” Cadence said reassuringly, “and the bandits are all taken care of. You know how the guard reacts when a-“ she looks at the four other ponies present aside from Shining, and modified her words mid-sentence, “-you-know-what is threatened. They tracked them all down before I even made it back to Canterlot.”

“Good.”

The two are silent, just staring each other in the eye. The moment is interrupted by Rough speaking up, “Well aren’t you going to introduce us Shiny?”

Shining and Cadence jumped. Before Shining reached up with a hoof and rubbed his mane, “Ah, sorry guys,” he apologized, before gesturing with his hoof at Cadence, “This pain in my rear is Cadence. Also known as-“ Cadence covers his mouth with her hoof.

“Ixnay on the prin-ay.” She whispers to him, as she removes her hoof.

“I was going to say,” Shining said annoyed, “My little sister's former foalsitter.” He then turned to his friends. Gesturing to the three tricolor ponies, he said, “These are Rock, Rough and Roll Boulder, the strongest ponies you’ll probably ever meet.”

“Eh, great to meet ‘ca” Rough called, offering a hoof to shake.

“Pleased to meet you,” Rock said, taking one of Cadence’s hooves and kissing it. Cadence giggles. “Can’t imagine why Shiny wouldn’t want to talk about such a beautiful mare.” Shining scowls.

Roll just sniggered.

“Moving on,” Shining rushed, getting in between Rock and Cadence. He gestured to the other unicorn present, “this is Fiery Hammer. He’s amazing with weapons, probably the best in our entire class.”

“Ignore the louts,” Fiery said in a soothing voice, “all four of them.”

“Hey,” three voices chorused.

“Don’t worry,” Cadence reassured him, wearing a large grin, “I always do.”

“Hey,” protested Shining.

Shining’s Log-Entry: Fallout

Of all the ponies we could have run into, it had to be Cadence. All four of my friends now have prime teasing material on me, and probably won’t be letting things go for the next decade, at minimum. After the introductions were over, the six of us wandered over to a nearby park, where all four of my friends disappeared. Leaving me and Cadence alone.

After some awkward silence, the two of us tried catching up with each other. It didn’t exactly go that smoothly, seeing as both of us felt the need to snark at each other every other sentence. But I will admit, if only in this log, which nopony will ever read, sitting there in the park, chatting and arguing playfully, felt good. There’s nothing like a friend who you can just sit there and shoot snarky comments back and forth with. Afterwards, the two of us went our separate ways. I went and checked on my friends, before returning home.

My family has been doing well. Things haven’t really changed much. My parents are much the same as always, although they’ve told me repeatedly how proud they are that I’ve managed to be the top student at the Academy. While Twily loves going on about what she’s learned at her school. Which is quite a lot. She’s actually gotten pretty good at using magic, and can do some amazing things. But she has quite the problem with side-effects. Like how when she tried changing the color of a sheet of paper, she accidentally turned the wall orange in addition to the paper. But I’m still proud of her, and I’m sure she’ll grow out of it.

Shining Armor, Signing Off

Shining's Log: New Posting-Mission

Shining’s Log-Entry: Graduation

Sometimes time just seems to pass so fast. It feels like only yesterday I was just a fresh cadet. New barracks, new duties, new commanders. And now, I’m a rookie guardspony. With new barracks, new duties and new commanding officers. Huh. I guess not that much has changed. But either way, I’m an official member of the Royal Guard, one the ponies who keep all of Equestria safe. I couldn’t be happier.

But now that I’m going to be going into active situations, I need to ask these questions of myself, even though I already know the answers; Am I capable of doing all that a member of the Royal Guard can be called upon to do? Am I willing to give my life to protect those I love? That answer is easy, yes, I would give my life in a heartbeat if it meant Twily, or my parents would live. Am I willing to give my life to protect those I serve with, my friends and Equestria in general. Yes, I love them all, and I will protect them with my dying breath. But now for the hard question. Am I willing to use my training, to fight, and possibly kill in order to protect those I love, my friends and this land in general? … Yes.

Moving on, my first posting is going to be a small fort North-West of Vanhoover. It’s not a large outpost, a dozen ponies at most, and there isn’t really that much to defend against with the magical barriers preventing any hostile forces from entering Equestria from the frozen northlands. This promises to be a boring post, but fortunately Rock Boulder and Fiery Hammer are both going to be posted there as well, so at least I’ll have some of my friends with me.

Shining Armor, Signing Off

An explosion rippled through the air, tossing two ponies against each other. “Move, move, move!” Sargent Lucky Skipper ordered, “Unicorns, front and center, use magic to attack. Earth ponies, give them cover! Physical attacks won’t work!”

The howling winds surrounded the small fort, as the dozen guardponies inside scrambled to face the enemy forces which had unexpectedly struck. Glowing blue eyes appeared and disappeared in the darkness around the fort, large semi-solid shapes forming and vanishing randomly.

The four unicorns present each had their horns glowing, and were shooting beams of light at the misty forms, but each time, the figures would just shift out of the way of the oncoming beams.

“I thought windigos were just supposed to make ponies fight, or make it freeze, not attack directly!?” Rock questioned, while attempting to block the strong winds battering his companions.

“I guess the stories aren’t right,” Fiery responded, “It’s been centuries since one has been in Equestria anyway.” He continued firing blasts of magic from his horn ineffectually.

“This isn’t working,” shouted Shining Armor, while still shooting magic from his horn, “They just dodge our shots!”

Fiery Hammer was next to his friend, also directing his magic to attack the windigos. “Then we’ll just have to try something else!”

Fiery stopped attacking, before a look of intense concentration came across his face.

Fiery Hammer’s horn glowed a fearsome, brilliant red, and instead of shooting a beam of light, a massive cone of fire spread before it.

The windigos just flowed around cone of fire.

The windigos then responded with tremendous gust of wind blew back the pony defenders. Two earth ponies are sent flying, but Sargent Skipper jumps and grabs them, before cushioning their fall with his body. Shining spared a glance at the pile, but it was obvious all three were out of the fight.

“What I wouldn’t give for some fire of friendship right now!” shouted Rock.

Yet another massive gust of wind buffeted the remaining defenders. This time Fiery Hammer couldn’t maintain his grip and went flying.

Shining Armor saw his friend in trouble, and the glow around his horn intensified in brightness. A matching rose-colored glow appeared around Fiery, and brought him back to the ground.

“We can’t keep this up!” Fiery shouted as he reached the ground, “But I don’t know what to do.”

“I’m not going to give up!” Shining responded, “If these windigos can cause this much damage here, just imagine what will happen if they reach a town!”

Shining dug his hooves in, and stood in defiance of the raging winds. “I will not let them past us! I will protect my friends, and those I love!” he shouted to the winds.

The glow around Shining’s horn intensified even further. “I will not give up. I will protect!” A beam of light shot out of Shining’s horn, but instead of going all the way to the windigos, it instead formed a glowing barrier around the small fort.

The windigos recoiled from the glowing shield, and the winds could not reach through it. They rushed around the perimeter of the fort, trying to find a weakness in the shield, but found none. With a final howl of rage, the windigos disappeared, to the north.

The defenders just stood there in the sudden calm, relived that it was over.

“Corporal Armor,” a large, roughed up pegasus, who had bruises on her side shouted, “Report to my office, immediately!”

Shining Armor stood before his commanding officer, poised at attention. The office was a mess, with papers strewn everywhere, and a hole in the wall letting in a stiff cold wind.

“Corporal Armor,” he saluted, “Reporting as ordered.”

“At ease,” Lieutenant Solar Shaker ordered, standing behind her disheveled desk. She shuffled some papers around, attempting to fix the mess a bit, before turning her gaze on Shining.

“Are you are aware that I personally asked for you to be assigned here?” she questioned.

“No sir,” Shining said, confused.

“I suppose you’re wondering what that has to do with the price of hay in Fillydelphia,” Solar questioned.

“Yes sir,” Shining answered honestly, before his eyes widened, “I mean, no sir!” he corrected himself.

Solar laughed, “Don’t worry son. Reflexes can get the best of us.” As her laughter faded, a more serious look crossed Lieutenant Shaker’s face. “I asked that you be assigned here because you have potential,” she smiled again, “And probably even more than I thought, given your performance outside.”

“Thank you, ma’am,” Shining responded, “But if I may. What does that have to do with the situation at hoof?”

“The situation at hoof, is that the wards protecting this part of Equestria from the dangers to the north, have failed, Private,” Lieutenant Shaker said sternly. She started to pace as she continued, “There have been signs that they were going to fail for at least three months now, but I was assured that they should have been strong enough to repel an attack like this one for at least six more.”

Shining Armor looked confused, but Shaker moved on, “I asked for an expert on defensive magic to come and repair the wards, but the experts, all three of them, are busy on the southern frontier, working on establishing safeguards against the dangers that wander the Badlands, and won't be available for at least four months.”

Solar Shaker stopped pacing and turned to face Shining full on. “Then I heard about you. An up and coming cadet, top of his class, who just so happens to have an amazing affinity for defensive magic. So I thought to myself, ‘if I can’t get one of the experts to come, then I’ll just have to make my own.’”

“But sir!” Shining protested, “I don’t know anything about these wards. I wouldn’t have a clue how to recharge them!”

“Don’t give me that, Corporal,” barked Solar, her whole body going tense, before wincing at her bruised side, “I am fully aware of your capabilities. Even if it seems, you are not.” Solar’s pose relaxed a bit, “You are the single most talented unicorn at defensive magic that your academy teachers have ever seen, and I know that Cobalt Shield went over at least the basics of warding with you. Although, I was going to have you brush up on the wards using the books here, before having Sargent Skipper lead a small expedition to the ward stone, so you could recharge it.”

“And now, that plan has gone belly up. Sargent Skipper is in no state to lead a party. I can’t do it myself, because I need to organize for a possible second attack,” Solar Shaker said with a gesture to her messed up office, “And I can’t even find the proper books anymore, even if there was enough time for you to read them.” A strange look crossed the lieutenant’s face. “But we still need to locate that ward-stone, and get it charged up, otherwise there will attacks all over North-Western Equestria.”

Solar turned her head, and looked Shining Armor right in the eyes. “I need you to lead a small team and locate and recharge that ward-stone.”

Shining Armor looked stunned, his ears flat on his head, and he looked down. A moment later, he raised his head, a determined look in his eyes. “Sir, I’ll do it. But I’d like permission to choose my own team.”

Solar Shaker smiled. “Permission granted, but I can only spare two ponies. We just don’t have the guards to spare.”

“Then I want to take Private Hammer and Private Boulder, sir,” Shining stated.

“Two rookies?” Solar questioned. Shining stiffened, but Solar just shook her head, “I shouldn’t question you. I’ve already given you an impossible task, and I’m not going to make it worse by ordering you to take ponies you are not familiar with.”

Solar took a deep breath, before releasing it slowly. “Very well, you know what your orders are. Time is of the essence. Take care, Corporal.”

Shining's Log: The Path

“So let me get this straight,” Rock questioned Shining Armor, “The Lieutenant has ordered you to take us and find the ward-stone. Which we don’t know the location of. And recharge it. Which we don’t know how to do.”

“Yep,” Shining said cheerfully, leading the way along the narrow mountain path. “Although, we do have a general location.”

“Yes,” Fiery Hammer said dryly, “Down this path, wherever that may take us. In a land infested with windigos.”

“Don’t worry,” Shining reassured them, “Between the three of us, we’ll be fine, I can protect us with my shields. Fiery can blast them with his heat. And Rock can throw rocks at them until they give up.”

“Heh,” Rock said sarcastically, “And what good does throwing rocks have against wind spirits?”

“Probably more than you’d think,” Fiery stated, “Although what annoys me more is the fact we don’t know what to do once we get there.”

“It’ll come to us,” Shining stated with certainty, a faraway look in his eyes. “If we don’t fix this now, it’ll mean chaos across Equestria, and all our families will be in danger,” he smiled gently, “Have faith, I’ve at least read the basics about wards in my family library. We’ll figure it out.”

“I guess you’re right,” Fiery stated, “Well, things could be wor-“ He cuts himself off as the three ponies came to an abrupt halt at the edge of a cliff. The path led right up to the edge, but from there, there were no further indications of where to go.

“That’s one large gorge,” breathed Private Boulder, “How are we going to get across that?”

“Look,” said Fiery, pointing across the gorge, “There’s a path on the other side.” He then looked around the edge of the cliff they were on. “Ah ha! There used to be a rope bridge across this,” he said gesturing to two points in the ground, which contained rotten wood, “But it looks like old age got to it.”

Shining Armor didn’t say anything, he just stood there with a thoughtful expression on his face.

“That doesn’t exactly help us, Fire,” Rock pointed out, “So what if there used to be a bridge. That doesn’t help us now. We’ll need to go around.” He looked around the cliff, before adding, “Somehow.”

“Wait,” Shining ordered, with strength in his voice, “I have an idea.”

He closed his eyes, and a determined look crossed his face. Shining’s horn began to glow it’s rose color, and a line of light shot out from it. The light resolved into a glowing partially transparent, path three feet wide across the gorge, connecting the two sides.

“Hurry,” Shining ordered, “I’m fairly certain it’ll hold us, but it’s a big drain on my magic.”

“I’m fairly certain this is nuts,” stated Fiery.

“Yes,” Rock said, “Yes, it is. But Shining hasn’t led us astray yet.” He took a step towards the bridge. “Here goes nothing!” He jumped with all fours onto the light bridge.

Shining winced, but it held.

“Woah,” Rock breathed, “You do good work Shiny!” he then ran across the rest of the bridge.

“You’re both crazy,” Fiery sighed, “Ah well, here goes nothing!” With that he crossed the bridge.

Shining Armor crossed last, he quickly trotted across the bridge. Once he was across, the glow faded from his horn, and the rose-tinted bridge faded out of existence.

Shining turned to Fiery with a grin. “We might be crazy,” he said, “but crazy works.” He then pointed with his right hoof. “Onwards!” he ordered smiling.

The three ponies trudged on.

An hour later the three ponies were still carefully navigating the old mountain path. The three of them had long since stopped talking, and were instead on full lookout for potential trouble. After rounding yet another sharp corner, the group came to a halt again. Before the three of them, was a large, flat expanse of snow and ice, which had completely obscured the path they needed to follow.

“Great,” muttered Fiery, disheartened, “how are we supposed to follow the path, if we can’t see it!”

“Isn’t it supposed to be Summer?” questioned Rock, “I didn’t think we’re up high enough for snow to be here.’

“Must be the windigos,” mused Shining, “We’ll just have to uncover it by hoof.”

“That’ll take forever,” complained Rock, “Maybe we should just follow the side of the mountain. I’m sure the path does.”

“This is a plateau, so if there’s anywhere that the path might branch off of the mountain from, it’d be here,” replied Shining.

“I have an idea,” Fiery interrupted, “I’ll just use my heating spells to melt the snow from where the path first gets covered.”

“Don’t we run the risk of being burned if we’re so close to it when you use it?” questioned Rock.

“Nah,” Fiery Hammer shook his head, “Dad uses it all the time when he’s forging something. This’ll just be a wider version of that spell.”

“Then do it,” Shining Armor ordered, “you take the lead, and Rock and I will follow you. If any of your magic gets out of control, I’ll use a shield to contain it.”

“Yes sir,” Fiery said. Fiery Hammer’s horn started to glow red, a moment later a red beam of light shot from it, forming a line across where the path disappeared under the snow, before tracking further into the snow. Instantly after the red lined passed it, the snow started steaming, and cleared up, revealing dirt and rock in seconds.

Once again the path was clear, and the three of them started trotting along it, Fiery first clearing the path with his magic, and then Rock and Shining, watching carefully for trouble. The path led them away from the mountainside, out onto the plateau, before abruptly disappearing. Fiery used his magic in order to clear away the snow for nearly six feet from the end of the path, but nothing other than bare rock, with a series of cracks running through it, was revealed.

“Great,” Shining said, running a hoof along a crack in the rock, “the path ends in the middle of nowhere. Did we miss anything?”

“I don’t think so,” Fiery muttered, “I-“ he stumbled, dazed, “I think maybe I used a bit too much magic. Didn’t think it’d take that much out of me,” He ungracefully plopped his read on the ground, “Ugg, I don’t think I’ll be much help.”

“Take a break,” Shining ordered, “Rock and I will check around here. You rest, it’s dangerous enough around here without the windigos, I think a tired soldier would only make it worse.”

“Yes sir,” muttered Fiery tiredly.

“So what are we looking for, Shiny?” Rock questioned, “’Cause I don’t really see anything around here except for a bunch of rocks.”

“Just look for anything out of place, maybe a cave or something where the ward-stone might be kept. Or maybe a continuation of the path.”

“If you say so,” Rock said doubtfully.

The pair wandered across the mostly snow-covered plateau, occasionally using their hoofs to uncover the stone in order to check the rock. Both were careful to keep in sight of each other, and the third member of their party.

After ten minutes of unfruitful searching, the two ponies returned to their starting point. “I don’t get it,” complained Shining Armor, while messing with the cracks in the rock again, “Why would the path lead us to the middle of nowhere, and then end at a completely unremarkable spot.”

“I don’t get it either,” Rock said, “I mean, the only thing I can see that makes this spot stand out is the rock type, and I-“

“-What’s different around the rocks?” Shining interrupted, as he abruptly stopped messing with the cracks.

“Well the rocks we saw on the mountain were all various metamorphic rocks, you know slate, schist, marble and some gneiss. While on the plateau, the rocks are all siltstone. Or at least all the surface I’ve seen uncovered is siltstone. Which is rather weird, I don’t know how sediment would have gotten deposited all the way up here.”

Fiery looked at Rock uncertainly, “You actually remember the different types of rock we passed?

“Well yeah” Rock shrugged , “I did grow up on a rock farm you know.”

“Siltstone doesn’t weather in any weird ways, does it?” questioned Shining, ignoring the others conversation.

“Not really,” Rock responded, “It might erode due to weathering more easily than most rocks, but it’s actually notable for not splitting like shale.”

“So forming perfectly straight lines, and ninety degree corners isn’t normal for this type of rock,” Shining said, pointing at the perfectly straight crack that he’d been messing with, which continued on, with a second crack meeting it at a 90 degree angle.

Rock examined the cracks. “Yep, that’s not natural. And actually I came across a couple of similar cracks when I dug up the snow.”

“So did I,” Shining stated, “In fact, I’ll bet those cracks run the entire length of this plateau. Which means that this plateau is probably pony-made. And given that the path lead us straight here.”

“Wait a minute,” Fiery said, “You’re not implying…”

“I’m implying,” Shining continued, “That this plateau is the ward-stone!”

“That’s great!” Rock cheered, before drooping slightly “But how do we charge it?”

“I-, uh, I don’t know.”

“You don’t know,” said Fiery flatly, “We came all this way, and you don’t know how to fix it?!”

“Hey,” Shining defended himself, “I said from the beginning that I didn’t know what to do. But I’m sure we’ll figure it out. I know a bit about wards, just not enough to know how to charge this one.”

“Great,” Rock said, “I was hoping that you were exaggerating. Well, what do you know that might help?”

“Well,” Shining mused aloud, “most permanent wards are attached to objects, and use that object as a power sink that they gradually drain. Depending on the type, strength and size of the ward and ward-stone, the power sink retains and drains energy at different rates. Given the sheer size of this ward-stone, I’d say this power sink is probably needs more energy to charge than I could channel for a decade. It probably took dozens of unicorns to set these up in the first place.”

“So your saying that it’s hopeless,” breathed Rock with dawning horror, “That we came all this way, and wasted all this time, for nothing.”

“Not nothing!” Shining defended, shivering slightly “Now that we know where the ward-stone is, we can go back and safely lead a group of unicorns up here and recharge it.”

“Go back?” questioned Fiery angrily, “You should have thought of this before we left!”

“I didn’t know the ward-stone would be this big, or that it’d take this long to get to!”

“It’s a ward that protects all of north-western Equestria,” retorted Fiery, “Of course it’d take a lot of power to recharge!”

“Well-,” Shining began, before shivering hard enough to shake his entire body, “Is it me, or has it gotten colder?”

“It’s not just you,” said Rock, before pointing with his hoof, “It’s them.” All around the three ponies were wind spirits, flickering in and out of visibility.

“Get close to me,” Shining ordered as soon as the shock wore off. With a look on concentration on his face, a rose color glow sprang up around his horn.

The other two ponies moved closer to Shining Armor, and a transparent dome of magic formed around them, but unlike at the fort, the windigos didn’t flee.

“Great,” Rock snorted, “now we’re trapped here, on an open plateau, with only a flimsy shield to protect us. What next, an avalanche?”

“Given the way things seem to be heading,” Fiery responded dejectedly, “Probably.”

“We can’t give up,” Shining implored, although his voice lacked authority, “We’ve come this far.”

“And what exactly are we supposed to do?” questioned Rock, “We’re stuck in the middle of nowhere, with only a flimsy shield to protect us from the evil spirits just outside it, with no hope of rescue. Let’s face it, we’re doomed.”

“I didn’t know you were such a pessimist, Rock,” Fiery stated, “There must be a way of defeating the windigos, or at least repelling them long enough for us to escape.”

“Well,” Shining mused, “what about the old stories about windigos?”

“Everypony knows the story of Hearth’s Warming Eve,” Fiery stated, “They were defeated by the fire of friendship. But that’s not much more than an old myth.”

“Every myth has some sort of historical backing,” Shining replied, “It’s all there if you look deep enough into history.”

“And I supposed you’re suddenly an expert on the history behind the Hearth’s Warming Eve story,” Rock said cuttingly.

“Not really,” Shining shook his head, but he wore a slight smile, and a distant look in his eyes, “But I do know that the fire of friendship is a real thing. I’ve seen it.”

“You’ve what?” questioned Fiery, “That’s impossible!”

“Not really, just very, very improbable.”

“Well if the fire of friendship is a real thing,” Rock replied cautiously, but with hope in his eyes, “Then how do we use it?”

“Well first,” Shining began ordering, with authority back in his voice, “we stop arguing. That will only make the windigos even stronger.” The other two ponies nodded firmly at him. “Next, try to think about everypony you love and care for. Think of all your friends.” He looked the other two straight in the eyes. “And always remember that you’re both my best friends. And nothing will change that.”

“Yeah,” replied Fiery Hammer with a broad smile, “You’re my best friend too Shiny.”

“Well of course you’re my best friend,” Rock said with a cocky grin, “Remember that time I got Major Mirage with that paint prank, and you convinced everypony that a griffin did it?”

“Or maybe that time when you and I tricked Rough into wearing a tutu to his date with Windy Twirl?” Fiery reminisced.

“Wait a minute,” Rock said laughing, “That was you two? Rough was red as a tomato for almost a week, but he didn’t tell me or Roll why he thought wearing a tutu was a good idea.”

“We told him that she really liked sensitive stallions,” Shining shared with a grin, “and that as a result, she only will date stallions who like ballet. It was his initiative to actually wear a tutu.”

While the three talked and reminisced about old times, the shield around them started glowing brighter. The three friends ignored the shield, caught up in their happy stories, but they couldn’t ignore it when the entire plateau lit up. The three stood there dumbfounded, as the snow melted, and the water ran off, revealing a massive, intricate inlaid pattern in the rock. The windigos around them screamed, and fled from the glowing rock, out to the north. After a minute, the rocks stopped glowing, but the pattern still glinted in the newly revealed sunlight.

“Wow,” breathed Rock, “that was amazing. But what was it?”

“I think,” Shining stated, somewhat dazed, “that was the fire of friendship, charging the ward-stone.”

“So we did it?” questioned Fiery with a grin.

“We did it,” Rock stated, also wearing a grin.

“We did it,” affirmed Shining with a matching grin.

All three friends shared a hoof-clap.

Shining's Log: Fallout

Shining’s Log-Entry: Friendship and Love

I must admit, there was surprisingly few repercussions from my friends and mine’s adventure. Aside from the guards at the fort, nopony even knew that the wards had failed. Rock, Fiery and I managed to recharge the wards before the windigos, or anything worse could get beyond the very edge of Equestria. And the only effects beyond the fort being attacked, which have been reported is an unseasonal drop in temperatures in the Vanhoover area, putting local temperatures about thirty degrees below seasonal average.

Still, that was my first actual bit of combat, and I think I’m still trying to process everything that happened. The fort was pretty badly damaged, the winds and debris from the windigos’ attacks caused a lot of holes in some of the less fortified buildings, and part of the outer wall collapsed, it’s going to take us a while to fix everything. Fortunately, on the personal side of things, most of the injuries were relatively minor, mostly from flying debris from the winds, I think the worst off was Sargent Skipper, who cracked two ribs. With some hard work, and some raw materials, I think everypony and everything will be back to normal in a couple of months.

I have to admit, in the thick of things, everything felt and looked worse than it actually was. If that was due to the influence of the windigos, or just part of the nature of combat like that, I don’t know. And on the mountain, I honestly don’t know if it was the stress of the situation, the windigos or some combination thereof that caused Rock, Fiery and I to argue. It might not have been much of an argument, but I honestly felt abandoned when things were at the worst, we were surrounded by malevolent spirits and my friends and I were fighting. If I hadn’t remembered that little detail from the show…

I don’t know if it’s this world, or just me changing, but I honestly cannot imagine living without my friends, all of them, Rock, Rough, Roll, and Fiery. And I guess that has a power all of its own. It was strong enough to restore the wards, and drive away the windigos. The fire of friendship is amazing, but there is still one detail of what happened that I don’t really get. On the stone itself, the windigos were able to come right up to my shield, it kept them out, but didn’t drive them away, the shield should have been more than powerful enough, concentrated into such a small area, given how they reacted the previous time I used it. Back at the fort, when I used my shield to cover the entire building, it made them retreat, as if they were repelled, but not only that, they were afraid of it. If it was just a repelling effect, shouldn't they have just targeted easier prey, but instead they retreated back to the mountains. Why? I wanted to protect my friends both times, I was, and still am willing to give everything to protect them, so why was that enough at the fort, but not later?

Friendship is magic, that is one of the fundamental truths of this universe, the manifestation of the fire of friendship is enough to dispel any doubt in that. But before I was in this universe, I’ll admit, I never really thought much of friendship, sure I had friends, and I cared for them, but that isn’t the sort of thing that would give a ~~pony~~ person power. But I was a firm believer in the power of love, I belived even in a universe without magic, that love would let the impossible happen. I was a hopeless romantic.

Friendship is amazing, friends will go to great lengths, do the impossible, sacrifice everything they have, just to help their friends. But love is more primal. Ponies who honestly love will go to any lengths for those they love, they can go beyond the impossible, can overcome any obstacle. And the best part is, it doesn’t even matter what type of love it is, the love of a mother for her daughter is every bit as strong as the love between two ponies just beginning to probe the mysteries of love. Love between family members, love between lovers, love of home and country. All are powerful in their time.

And I think that maybe that was the power at the fort which repelled the windigos. I care for my friends, but at that moment when the entire fort was in danger, all I could think of was that if I didn’t do something, anything, than those I love, Mom, Dad, Uncle Jewel, Cadence, and most of all, Twily, would be in danger. And I will never let that happen.

Moving on, Lieutenant Shaker has promised commendations for Fiery Hammer, Rock Boulder and me, she even shared that it’s likely that I’ll get a promotion once this tour of duty is over. That’ll only be a couple of months, and I’m told that everypony will get vacation time. I wonder what I should do. I guess I will visit my parents, and Twily, but reading back on this very entry of my log, I think I’ll also make sure to visit Cadence.

Sometimes when you write with the mere power of your mind, you can accidentally made a couple of slips, and reading back on some of my earlier logs, and the wording of this one, I think I might just care for Cadence. Possibly as more than a friend. Heh, can I get more sappy? That was just supposed to be admitting to myself that I think that maybe there exists the potential for an actual romantic relationship to grow between us, and I turned it into some twisted self-justification, which totally doesn’t help me. I guess what I mean to say is that I’m going to ask Cadence on a date when I’m next in Canterlot.

Celestia help me, because this is totally going to blow up in my face. I know it.

Shining Armor, Signing Off

Shining's Log: Confessions

“OK, so why did you want to meet me, Shiny?” Princess Cadence questioned her companion, the white unicorn stallion Shining Armor. The pair were standing on a bridge over a stream in one of Canterlot’s many parks. It was a beautiful sunny day.

“I-, uh, I-,” Shining stammered and blushed, “I wanted to talk to you about some things that occurred while I was away.”

Cadence raised an eyebrow. “This doesn’t have something to do with your promotion, Sergeant Armor, does it?”

“Kinda, sorta?” Shining replied uncertainly, “I mean back when the fort came under attack-“

“Wait,” Cadence interrupted, worry crossing her features, “the fort was attacked?!”

Shining looked taken aback, “Well yes, didn’t you read the report? I thought that was how you knew I was promoted, don’t you know the circumstances behind it?”

“Well, no,” Cadence admitted, “Aunt Celly just told me you had been promoted. For some reason, she thought I would be interested.”

“Ah,” Shining sighed and hung his head, “This is going to be harder than I thought then.” He raised his head back up, and looked in Cadence’s general direction, although his eyes were not focused on her. “I got promoted for fending off one windigo attack, and enduring a second one while fixing the wards.”

“A windigo attack!” Cadence spluttered, “Wha-, how-, huh?”

“Well, two windigo attacks,” admitted Shining testily, “But that wasn’t really what I wanted to talk to you about.”

“You drop something like that on my back, and don’t expect me to buck?” Cadence snapped, “I’m more concerned about you. Were you hurt? What exactly happened? How did you get away?”

“No I wasn’t hurt,” Shining replied, “I actually got through both attacks with barely a scratch. It’s more how exactly the attacks ended which I wanted to talk to you about,” he took a deep breath, before continuing, “You see, the second time we were attacked, the fire of friendship drove them off, and recharged the wards-“

“Wait a minute,” Cadence breathed, “you actually saw the fire of friendship? I thought that was just a story!”

“It’s more than just a story,” Shining looked around, avoiding Cadence’s eyes, “And it’s actually the second time I’ve seen it.”

“Second time?” Cadence questioned.

“The first time isn’t really important,” Shining replied carefully, “And the fire of friendship isn’t really what I wanted to talk about,” he paused before soldiering on, “The fire of friendship was able to repel the windigos’ second attack. The first time, it was something else.”

“Something else?”

“Well, what do you know about the power of love?" Shining questioned, although he winced as he did so.

“Well given that I’m the princess of love,” Cadence said flatly, “quite a bit,” She paused, disbelief crossed her face “Wait, you’re not saying-“

“-that the power of love was enough to force the windigos to retreat when they attacked the fort,” Shining finished for her, “I know it’s kinda cheesy. But I honestly think it was love. But to be honest the only pony I know who would know for certain is, well, you.”

“I guess I could check it out,” Cadence replied, with confusion in her eyes, “A love powered spell on the level you’re talking about would leave evidence long after it was used. Just bring me the caster and I’ll give them a once over.”

“Ah, I was the one who used it,” he admitted with a blush, “I created a shield large enough to cover the entire fort, which caused them to flee.”

Cadence burst out laughing. “Now I know you’re having me on!” she spoke between giggles, “A shield the size of a fort? You expect me to believe that?”

“Just check the magic,” Shining growled out angrily, “I’m not lying.” He took a deep breath, before looking her straight in the eyes. “I’d never lie to you,” he said softly, “On my honor, I will never lie to you.”

Cadence looked taken aback. “I guess it wouldn’t hurt to check,” she admitted, “Just hold still, it should only take a moment.” She closed her eyes, and a light-blue glow appeared around her horn. It stayed glowing as she started muttering, “Some powerful friendship magic. Rock, Fiery, the fire of friendship. And let’s see, under that,” she gasped, “A powerful love-based spell matrix…” she opened her eyes, and meet Shining’s gaze, “That’s some absurdly powerful magic. I didn’t know any pony other than me or Aunt Celly could use love magic that strong,” her horn continued to glow, “Love for your family, your mother, your father, your uncle, your sister. Love for your friends, love for your home. And-“ she blushed deeply and looked away, the glow from her horn fading, “-love for me.”

Shining Armor blushed deeply. “That’s, kinda, sorta what I wanted to talk to you about,” he stammered, “I, uh, wanted to-“ he stopped speaking, and his blush deepened.

Cadence continued to blush, and avoid Shining Armor’s gaze. “You wanted to confess?” she questioned.

Shining nodded.

“And here I go, ruining an evening I’m sure you planned out to the last detail,” she sighed.

Shining raised a hoof and rubbed his mane. “I, uh,” he stammered sheepishly, “I didn’t really plan it out,” he admitted, “I’ve been winging it.”

Cadence swung her head around, and met Shining’s sheepish gaze. She burst out laughing, a massive grin on her face.

“Hey,” Shining protested, wearing a matching grin, “I figured winging it’s gotten me out of fixes before, why not try it again?”

Cadence’s laughter intensified. “Shining Armor, you dolt,” she barely managed to get out, “You really have no clue how this is supposed to work, do you?”

“Nope,” he stated proudly.

“Don’t ever change,” Cadence stated wistfully, “You’re macho, dive right in attitude is just one of the things I love about you.”

“Just one of the things?” Shining questioned with a raised brow and a grin.

“Yep,” she chirped, “I also love your friendly nature, and your determination to protect everypony you can,” she winked at Shining, “If only we could pair that with some better planning skills.”

“Hey, everypony has their faults,” Shining admitted in good cheer, “I’m just not a planner. Nor have I ever claimed to be such.”

“The I guess it falls to me to plan our first date, then?” she questioned playfully.

“Yes it falls on-“ he did a double take, “Wait, what?”

“I said, since somepony’s admitted to a lack of planning, it falls upon me to plan our first date,” she rubbed her chin with a hoof, “Maybe something simple, maybe a picnic?”

“Date?” Shining questioned, dazed.

“Yes, a date, silly,” Cadence grinned, “You’ve admitted you like me. What did you think was going to happen?”

“I didn’t, I already admitted I don’t think things out.”

“Then I’ll make things as simple as I can,” she playfully stated, “Tomorrow, at 6:30, you and I will meet here in this park. Then you will escort me to a pleasant, but nearby restaurant, where we will have a nice meal. After which, we will return to this park, and do some stargazing for an hour or so. At the end of the date, you’ll escort me back to the palace, and we will part, only to spend the rest of the evening thinking of each other.” She grinned broadly, “How does that work for you?”

“Then I better clear my schedule for tomorrow then,” Shining stated with a grin, “I bow before your superior planning abilities.”

“You had better,” Cadence replied, “I’ve only been studying planning and management under the best mare in Equestria.”

“Twily’s been into the books on time management again?” Shining questioned playfully, “Careful you don’t want to start making lists about making lists to organize your life.”

“Shining Armor, you dolt,” Cadence replied with a grin, “No, although I think you could learn a thing or two from your sister.”

Both of them shared a long laugh.

Shining's Log: Corridor of Interruptions

Shining’s Log-Entry: Date

Ok, maybe I shouldn’t have worried so much about asking Cadence out. After only some minor altercations, she agreed to go out with me. Huzzah! And our first date when fairly well. At least I think it did, she was a bit disappointed that our stargazing was cut short, but I think she was in good cheer when I dropped her off.

Afterwards, the trot back to the barracks was a bit moist, but I didn’t really notice at the time. When I got back my friends ambushed me, and demanded to know every little detail of my date. Then they proceeded to tease me about the fact that I used to vigorously deny Cadence being my marefriend, and now we’re going out. Celestia save me from nosy friends.

In other news, I got my next assignment. I’m going to be posted as one of the guards at the palace. I’m really happy, because it means that I get to stay here in Canterlot, which means I’ll probably be able to spend time with my parents and Twily. Oh, and it also lets Cadence and I explore our relationship more. But on the other hoof, guard duty at the castle can be very boring. Although I guess dating Cadence is more than enough excitement for me, at the moment at least.

Shining Armor, Signing Off

The simple white walls of the palace were all that Shining Armor had to stare at. His post was a little traveled hallway which led to the guest wing of the palace. At that time, the guest wing was empty, but a guard still had to be posted, just to keep appearance. From the time he had relived the previous guard, Shining had seen nopony, but he had not slacked off, he still maintained a rigid stance, his armor gleaming and his spear at his side.

The silence of the empty corridor was interrupted by a soft clacking sound, coming from the direction of the populated part of the palace. Shining Armor shifted imperceptibly, but maintained his stance. Rounding the corner at the other end of the corridor was Princess Cadence, looking annoyed. She swiftly marched down the corridor, but did a double-take when she spotted Shining.

“Shiny!” she exclaimed, “I didn’t know you were down here.” Her countenance changed from annoyance to excitement at seeing her coltfriend. She quickly traversed the rest of the distance between them. “I really wanted to apologize for what happened the other night,” she said once she was standing in front of him.

Shining Armor, however, still maintained his rigid guard stance, although he smiled gently at her. “Your highness,” he stated politely, “I’m currently on duty. It would be inappropriate.” He relaxed his pose slightly, “Besides, you have nothing to apologize for. It was perfect as far as I was concerned.”

“Oh don’t give me that, Shiny,” Cadence replied, “I messed things up because I forgot to check the weather schedule. Right after I spent so long teasing you about not being able to plan ahead.”

“Don’t worry about it,” Shining assured her, “I honestly didn’t mind. One of us will just have to remember to check next time.” He stiffened his pose again. “So what brings you down here, your highness?”

“Oh,” Cadence breathed, before shaking her head with a smile, “Nothing too important, Sergeant Armor. I thought I’d check the guest rooms before that griffin delegation will be using next week. I’m just not sure if the rooms will be large enough for them. I don’t think we would want a diplomatic incident coming from having the ambassador suffer from claustrophobia because his room was too small.”

“I’m sure that’s very important. After all these rooms have only been used as guest lodging for centuries,” Shining replied with a faint smirk, “Have a good day, your highness.”

“Shining Armor, you dolt!” Cadence snorted, before continuing in a more refined voice, “I’m sure I’ll have a fine day, Sergeant Armor. After all, I don’t have to spend it looking down an empty corridor.” With that, she passed the guardspony and entered the guest wing proper.

Half an hour later, Shining Armor was still at his post, when a shout echoed through the corridor, “BBBFF!” A lavender unicorn filly ran down the corridor and jumped Shining Armor. He buckled under his sister’s weight, surprised.

“Twily?” Shining questioned, while trying to recover his dignity, “What are you doing here? And why did you jump me?”

Twilight picked herself up, and blushed. “Sorry, Shining,” she apologized, “I was just looking for Cadence, Princess Celestia wanted me to go over some of my studies with her.” She paused, before turning a stern look on her brother. “I didn’t expect to run into you though. Why didn’t you tell me you were assigned to the palace?”

Shining looked at Twilight surprised, “Didn’t you get my last letter? Or talk to Mom and Dad? I told you about this two weeks ago!”

“I, uh,” Twilight looked embarrassed, “I’ve been busy studying non-stop. It’s exam time again, and I don’t want to fail.” She looked thoughtful for a moment. “I think Mom might have mentioned something about it, but I was so busy studying for that history exam I don’t think I was paying attention.”

“Oh, Twily,” Shining sighed, “You’ve got to take breaks every now and then.”

“I take breaks!” Twilight protested, “I occasionally read a book because I wanted to, and not for one class or another.”

“That isn’t what I meant, little sis,” Shining remanded softly, “I meant, a break where you don’t pick up a book, and instead go outside and spend some time with other ponies.”

“But there’s so much to learn!”

“And you can learn it,” Shining replied immediately, “but every now and then you need to take a break. Otherwise you might burn yourself out.” He paused and thought for a moment. “I’ll tell you what, on my next day off, this Saturday, I’ll take you out to the park. We’ll enjoy the sunny day, and afterwards well go to an ice cream parlor. Does that sound nice?”

“But Shiny,” Twilight protested, “I have another test on Monday. I have to study for it, or else-“

“-Or else nothing, Twily,” Shining interrupted, “You need a break. And I’m going to make sure you take one. Even if I have to march right home and force you away from your books. Besides-” he winked at her, “-I’m sure you’ll pass the test with flying colors, even if you miss one day of studying.”

“Oh all right,” Twilight acceded, “I suppose one day won’t hurt.”

After a moment of silence between the two, Shining spoke up, “So what brought you down here anyway?”

“That right!” Twilight exclaimed, “I was supposed to find Cadence so she could explain Thaumic conversions to me. I don’t suppose you’ve seen her, big brother? Some of the ponies I questioned earlier said she was heading this way.”

“Yes,” Shining replied with a smile, “She’s in this wing, something about checking to make sure the rooms were large enough for the griffin ambassador.”

“Great,” Twilight chirped, “I better get going then. See you Saturday, Shiny!”

“See you, Twily!” Shining replied with a grin. With that exchange complete, Twilight moved on in search of Cadence.

Shining Armor resumed his guard position at the door to the guest wing. Five minutes after Twilight left, he heard the soft clacking of hooves again, this time from inside the wing. Only hearing a single pony, he spoke, “So did you find her Twily? I’m sure that Cadence is still there, given that she hasn’t passed me yet.”

“Oh, I’m sure your sister won’t have any problems finding Princess Cadence, Sergeant Armor,” a voice which definitely wasn’t Twilight’s or Cadence’s stated.

Turning around at the unexpected voice, Shining Armor was stunned. “Princess Celestia,” he apologized quickly, bowing deeply, “My apologies, I thought you were-,”

“-Your sister,” Celestia interrupted with a faint smile, “I know. I just saw her. She said something about you making sure she took some time off.”

“Ah, yes, your majesty,” he admitted sheepishly, “I thought she might be overworking herself, and since I’m in town…”

“You thought it would be best if you took matters into your own hooves,” Celestia finished for him. She smiled broadly, “I approve. I was actually thinking of making arrangements myself. Your sister is very dedicated, but she seems to have some trouble identifying her own limits.”

“I have complete faith in Twily,” Shining replied, “I’m really happy that she likes to learn so much. But I think she should enjoy her fillyhood and she won’t get a chance to if she reads all day.”

“Your concern does you credit,” Celestia replied, “and I agree completely.” She paused and her smile faded, and a serious look crossed her face. “Now, I was actually hoping to get a chance to talk to you, Sergeant Armor. You see I have some concerns I wanted to talk to you about.”

Shining’s ears flattened, and he started sweating. “Y-yes, your majesty?” he queried uncertainly.

“It’s about you and my niece…”

Shining’s Log-Entry: The Talk

I don’t believe it; Princess Celestia just gave me The Talk. About dating Cadence. The ruler of Equestria, wanted to talk to me, because I’m dating her niece. The god-like being who regularly moves around the sun and the moon, shared her concerns about my relationship… I really should have seen that one coming.

She was very polite about it, but to be honest, the entire time I was nearly out of my mind. You don’t have to be specific about what you’d do when you are displeased if you’re the ruler of the kingdom. I’m fairly certain that she didn’t need to say that if I mess things up between Cadence and I, then I’ll find myself with the worst postings imaginable, if I even get to stay in the guard at all.

But once we moved on from that, The Talk was actually somewhat pleasant. Celestia talked a bit about how pleased she was that I could make Cadence happy. She even offered some suggestions about which locations might work well for a picnic, or a romantic get together. Although, she laughed when I told her that she should talk to Cadence, because she’s the one who plans out our dates. At the end of the conversation, she even told me that I have her blessings. Which I guess is a big thing, I have the blessings of my marefriend’s closest relative. So I guess things could have gone worse.

Shining Armor, Signing Off

Shining's Log: New Year's Musings

Shining’s Log-Entry: New Year

You know, I think this past year has been the happiest time of my life, both this and the last, and I’m sorry that it’s soon to end. While guard duty at the palace can be extremely boring, being posted to Canterlot meant that I got to spend a lot of time with my family, and also got plenty of time in order to learn about Cadence as more than a friend. I think I'll spend this time as the new year approaches, to reflect on what’s important to me.

I have much to be thankful for. I have wonderful parents, who, while not always understanding their children (I don’t think either Twily or me were normal foals; I had too much experience, and Twily always spent far more time reading and studying than any other foal her age), they have always done their best to support us. I have a wonderful, if occasionally exasperating (particularly when trying to convince that she should take some time and have fun, rather than study all the time), sister, whom I dearly love, and I know loves me back. And I have a great, silly uncle, who treats me like his own and taught me all I know about fighting (alright, maybe I learned a bit from the academy, but what Uncle Jewel taught me was the foundation). Family is wonderful, and time shared with them, any time at all, is something I’ll always treasure.

I have four great friends, who I know will have my back, no matter the situation. While the fact that all five of us are guards, and go where we are assigned means that we aren't often in the same place at the same time, I think the time apart only makes our time together more interesting. ~~And probably more profitable for whatever establishment we meet at.~~ Although, one bit of advice, never, ever say anything about a mare to any of them, as three of them (it would probably be all four, but one of them is mute) are compulsive gossipers, and anything which even hints at a possible marefriend situation is a prime target for them.

I also am extremely grateful for the treasure who is Cadence. When all is said and done, we have a rather surprisingly simple relationship, but it works for us. Between my duties as a guard, trying to spend time with my family (especially Twilight, who I practically have to physically pry from her studies) and dealing with my friends, I don’t have that much time, and Cadence’s schedule isn’t much better (if not worse) due to the fact she’s a princess (duh), so we can’t get together as often as we’d like. But I really enjoy the times we do have together, sometimes on official dates, but frequently just doing things as close friends. Even doing something simple like taking a walk in the woods can lead to the two of us having an amazing time.

While Cadence can occasionally be exasperating, I find myself extremely comfortable in her presence. We can just ~~tease~~ talk to each other for hours, sharing things, about ourselves, about the world, about things which have happened to us, or even occasionally, about the weather. It doesn’t matter, we can share with each other, and playfully poke fun at everything, including (most often) ourselves.

I suppose I really should also be very grateful that my friends can never read this log, as otherwise what I’ve written would haunt me for the rest of ~~my~~ their natural lives. ~~For I will ensure they will be rather short and painful.~~

Although, thinking of my friends’ reactions reminds me that I should probably mention that Cadence and I agreed to try and keep our relationship on the down low. Not that either of us would lie about it or are ashamed or anything, we both agreed that we just wouldn’t talk about it with any other pony unless they bring it up first. It’s just that I’m fairly certain that if it got out, it would torpedo my career, or at least ensure that any further advancement in the ranks would be tainted by rumors of nepotism. I care for Cadence very much, but I need to be in the guard, and advancing in the ranks means that I’ll be better able to protect everypony I love. Fortunately, when we were still ~~awkwardly~~ attempting to define our relationship, Cadence was the first to bring it up. I’m not really certain why she thinks it necessary, but I can think up almost half a dozen reasons right off my hoof just stemming from her being a princess.

I guess life can just be that way sometimes. When you get something that you really love, and want to shout it to the world, but can’t, because it just wouldn’t be proper. I guess I really should get used to that, I’m in the military after all. A guard started shouting to the heavens while on duty would do wonders for our image. Huh, I guess that is something I haven't really considered much. The higher I climb in the ranks, the more visible I'm going to be, and the more stiff and proper I'll have to be. Although, given how relaxed the princess can be... Although, who would dare call out the pony who raises the sun every morning, and the moon every evening. I'm just glad that I have a loving family (and marefriend) who I'll be able to be myself with, no matter how high I rise.

Speaking of my career, things have been going fairly smashing on that front as well. As a sergeant, I end up with both command duties and regular guard duties. It can make an interesting mix, like pulling a surprise inspection of the barracks after having a boring guard shift staring at a wall expressionlessly for four hours. And running drills can be even better, as I get to both lead them in various routines, and it’s the sort of thing which helps give them better chances in any situations they may face in the future. In fact, according to Rock, I’ve developed something of a fitness nut reputation among those who didn’t know me previously. I don’t know why, I only make them to 5 laps of the castle every day, I mean I do 10.

Shining Armor, Signing Off

Shining's Log: Sister Sister

It was a quiet day for the library in the castle. Most ponies were outside enjoying the beautiful weather, but there were still a couple of stragglers who were taking advantage of the empty library to get some research done. Shining Armor was not one of those ponies. He was instead moving purposefully through the stacks of books, a grim expression on his face.

Sitting at one of the tables, with four massive piles of books around her was his sister, Twilight Sparkle, who was frantically flipping the pages of the book currently in front of her with her magic. Apparently not finding what she was looking for, she moved the book into one of the piles, and another book flew off a nearby shelf to hover in front of her. Her eyes were bloodshot, her mane was sticking out at random, and she had a slightly crazed look in her eyes.

As soon as he spotted her, Shining’s grim expression deepened a bit, before he marched over to her. “Twily,” he spoke softly.

She didn’t notice him, but her tail swished in agitation.

He reached up a hoof and nudged her. “Twily,” he repeated a bit louder.

Twilight startled, the book in her magical grip fell to the ground. “What is it? I told you, I’m doing research for a project given to me by the Princess, no inter-“ she turned around, and saw her brother, “-uptions. Shining? What are you doing here?”

Shining gave her a gimlet stare. “I think the better question is what are you doing here, Twily. You didn’t come home last night, Mom and Dad are frantic. They’re only a step away from calling the Watch.”

Twilight looked confused. “What? It hasn’t been that long has it?” she asked, “I’ve only been here a couple of hours.”

“A bit longer than that, at least according to Dusty Pages, he said you wandered in around noon yesterday and haven’t budged since.” Shining’s disapproving stare increased in intensity, “He said that every time he tried to get you to move along, you gave him a line about having some ultra-important project assigned personally by the Princess.”

“I do!” Twilight protested, “She said I’m about ready to receive some responsibly, so she was going to entrust the care of the dragon, which hatched the day she took me as a student, to me. So I need to learn as must as I can about dragons right away.” She picked up the book she had dropped with her telekinesis, and brought it up to eye-level before frantically turning the pages. “But I just can’t find what I’m looking for. None of these books deal with dragons under a century old, which is practically useless for me.”

Shining Armor sighed. “Twily, not every answer is in books-“

“-But it has to be here!” Twilight interrupted him, “You were the one who told me that books can tell you how to do anything!”

“Sometimes there can be situations which aren’t covered by books. Authors don’t know everything. But they can provide a good foundation for a person to work out how to deal with a new situation.”

“But I don’t have a foundation for raising a dragon! Nothing in any of my books comes even close to this sort of situation.”

“I’m certain that Princess Celestia wouldn’t assign you an impossible task. She must believe that you already have the needed foundation to deal with Spi-,” Shining abruptly stopped talking, a mildly panicked expression on his face. He quickly rallied, “Besides, you won’t be alone. If you need any help, you just need to ask and I’m sure that Mom and Dad, or Cadence, or even me would jump to help you, little sis.”

Twilight looked despondent. “But Celestia is giving me the responsibly. I can’t ask anypony for help.”

“Part of being responsible is knowing when to ask for help. I’m certain the Princess wouldn’t begrudge you a bit of aid when you truly need it.”

Twilight still looked uncertain. “Even if that’s true, I still should keep researching. Just because I haven’t come across the answer yet doesn’t mean it’s not here.”

Shining groaned and smacked his head with a hoof.

Shining’s Log-Entry: Sisters Are Frustrating
Twily can be so frustrating sometimes. She takes everything so seriously, it’s not right. A filly like her should be having fun with friends and only having to worry about homework. Instead it seems like Twily has no friends, and she feels that she has the weight of the world on her back because she’s Celestia’s student.

I know that this is how things are supposed to work out, but I can’t help but feel like I’m failing her as her older brother. I see more and more of Twilight Sparkle in Twily every day, and it worries me sick. What’s worse is I’m not sure if there’s anything I can do. She’s so determined to impress Princess Celestia, and to learn as much as she can that she just doesn’t realize what she’s missing. Maybe if I had done something different when she was younger then she would not be heading down this self-destructive path.

Twilight Sparkle was a friendless neurotic who only realized that she needed friends through a quirk of fate. I don’t want Twily to be that mare. But I feel helpless to stop that from happening, Twily’s already so enamored with her teacher, and so determined to learn everything under the sun. To take that away from her would destroy her. I could never do that to my sister.

But I can’t keep dragging her out to have some fun away from books. Eventually, I’m going to have another assignment outside of Canterlot, and I won’t be here to keep Twily sane. Mom and Dad might have been able to help, but I think they’re a bit intimidated by the fact Twily’s mentor is the Princess. They support her, but they don’t really do much to reign in her overzealous moments. The only other ~~person~~ pony I can think who might be able to help is Cadence.

I think maybe I need a talk with my marefriend.

Shining's Log: Coming Clean

“Shining, you really have no clue about fillies do you?” Cadence asked her coltfriend. “I think you’re worrying over nothing. Aunt Celly would never let Twilight sink as far as you think she will.”

“Princess Celestia is over a thousand years old, and most of that time has been spent here in the palace, where young fillies and colts generally aren’t allowed.” Shining Armor protested, “She’s used to dealing with adults who have worked their way up to her court, not a princess-worshiping filly.”

“Obviously you’ve never met Prince Blueblood.” Cadence snorted with half-lidded eyes.

“Well she’s not personally training him, and nor is she burdening him with responsibilities above his ability to handle. Blueblood may be a bit infantile, but he at least has some value of himself beyond his standing in the Princess’ eyes.”

“Tell that to him next time he starts hinting he would be the perfect stallion for me.”

“Besides the poi-“ Shining froze, “Wait what?!”

Cadence raised an eyebrow. “Well he is a prince.”

“He’s also insufferable,” Shining retorted, “You don’t hear the horror stories from the guards assigned to him. He treats the guard well enough, but he just doesn’t seem to care about most other-“ Shining paused and collected himself, “-And this is entirely beside the point. I’m worried about Twily. What can I do to get her out of her collection of books and to actually live a little.”

Cadence frowned, “She’s growing up and can make her own decisions, Shining. You’re her brother, not her father.”

Shining Armor started pacing the balcony they were on. “Mom and Dad are too intimidated by Princess Celestia to even dream of interrupting Twily’s studies. They’re oblivious to the fact that all this studying isn’t a substitute for actually living a life.”

“I seem to recall a colt who spent all his time practicing and didn’t make friends outside his family until he moved out.” Cadence pointed out, “I think she’s just focused on her goal, give her some time and she’ll come out of her shell.”

“Yes, and how many years will it take for that to happen?” Shining asked, “And how many opportunities for friendship and happiness will pass her by in the meantime? Twily can be the best of friends, the potential is there, but she’s so focused on whatever the Princess is teaching her that she won’t have time to consider the ramifications of her lifestyle.”

“And now you’re going in circles,” Cadence sighed, “Listen, I love Twilight like a little sister, but I honestly think you’re overreacting. Twilight’s growing into her own mare, and I think her older brother is having problems letting her go.”

“I do not have a problem with letting Twily go!” Shining protested, “I’m justifiably concerned about her wellbeing.”

“The fact you always use a pet name for her instead of her real name points otherwise.” Cadence used a hoof to poke Shining in the chest.

“Twily is Twily. I’ve never thought of her as Twilight. She’s not that person.”

Cadence had a bewildered look on her face. “Not that person?” She repeated quietly to herself, before continuing louder, “You speak like Twilight Sparkle and Twily are different ponies.”

“They are!” As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Shining Armor’s mouth slammed shut and he backed away from Cadence.

Cadence’s confused look increased, “You’re going to have to explain that one to me. How is your sister Twilight any different from Twily?”

Shining Armor stopped backing away from Cadence, but his eyes had a frightened look and his ears were flat. “I promised I would make Twily happy. That has and always will come first. The day I got this,” he gestured to his cutie mark, “I made a promise to Twily and myself; Screw destiny, fear of the future will not dictate how I treat her, I will be the best big brother I can be. I swore to her that she would never just be Twilight to me.”

“Oh Shining,” Cadence sighed once more, “You’re still not making any sense.”

Shining Armor could no longer look Cadence in the face. “I knew from the day she was born that Twily would be a special mare.” He closed his eyes, “That time and again she would be tested, and that the fate of Equestria would be in her hooves.”

“Twilight might be destined for great things, Aunt Celly doesn’t take ordinary ponies for students after all, but I don’t see how you’d know that from the day she was born.”

Shining sighed and didn’t reply for a minute, mulling something over, before taking a deep breath and meeting Cadence’s gaze. “I’ve known that Twilight Sparkle was destined to do great things years before she was even born. I just didn’t know that she’d be my sister.”

Cadence looked at Shining like he had gone insane. “That’s nuts! Did one of your friends buck you in the head or something?”

“I swore I would never lie to you, everything I’ve said or am going to say is the truth.”

“That doesn’t mean it has to be true outside of your head!” Cadence protested backing away from Shining Armor.

“I’m perfectly sane!” Shining retorted, “I just know a bit more than I really should. Tell me, do you know of reincarnation?”

Cadence neighed a nervous laugh, “Reincarnation is the idea of having a past life, emphasis on the past life. You wouldn’t know the future, even if you remembered anything at all, it just doesn’t work that way!”

“Oh Cadence,” Shining sighed, “I wish it did work that way. Then I wouldn’t have to try my best to forget what I had, and I wouldn’t have to worry about my sister’s destiny.” Shining looked down again, “Do you know what it’s like to lose everyone you once knew, your family, your friends, everything you knew, only to wake up in an infant body not your own, with strangers as your new family? I’ve spent years trying to suppress my feelings, trying to remember all I’ve lost and to instead focus on what I’ve gained.

“I will not let anything take away the happiness of my family. And I especially will. Not. Let. Twily. Down!” He stomped his hoof with each word.

Cadence paused in thought. “You honestly mean that,” she said with slight wonder in her voice, “You really believe that you had a past life, and that you know about events which are yet to happen.”

Shining snorted, “Well yeah! That’s why I’ve been trying to tell you.”

Cadence raised an eyebrow, “I guess that does explain some things. So what were you in that life?”

“A human,” Shining Armor did a double take, “Wait how’d you know I wasn’t a pony?”

Cadence laughed gently, “You’ve always been a bit, well, strange. You’re word choice at times can be downright bizarre, and the way you think about royalty is just downright bizarre for a pony.”

“What’s wrong with my word choice?” Shining asked confused.

“Most of the time you aren’t that bad,” Cadence explained, “But I’ve known you for years, every now and then you tend to slip and use person instead of pony. You did it the day we first met, I just passed that off as nerves meeting a princess, but you tend to mess up more when you’re upset about your sister, like how just recently you referred to Twilight as a separate person, not pony, from Twily.”

“Oh,” Shining replied sheepishly.

Shining’s Log-Entry: Coming Clean
Ok, so maybe telling Cadence about my past life could have gone better. Things are a bit rocky between us at the moment, but I’m sure that I have enough information to convince her I’m telling the truth. Although the fact that she thought that something was up with me before ~~hand~~ hoof helps. We still need to talk some more to clean the air between us, and I think I’m going to be groveling for a long time to come but I think we’ll survive.

She promised to keep the past life stuff to herself, at least after I promised her that most of the problems I know about are also known to Princess Celestia. Which lead to the topic of Twily’s destiny. Cadence was all for letting Twily know everything I know, but I don’t want to put that sort of burden on her. She’s already all worked up about Spike, and I think that dumping something like the entire fate of Equestria on her back would be too much. I just want Twily to be Twily, not living up to some impossible to measure ideal of Twilight Sparkle.

For now Cadence and I have agreed to disagree on what to do about Twily. But that hasn’t stopped Cadence from being curious about what other things I remember from my past life. We haven’t really had much time to just talk about thinks, what with the whole Twilight is going to save Equestria thing, but I think that eventually she’s going to pin me down and do a full interrogation about everything she can think of. I’m not sure if I should anticipate or fear the coming of that day.

Shining Armor, Signing Off

Shining's Log: Not Quite Smooth Sailing

Shining’s Log-Entry: Not Quite Smooth Sailing

So things aren’t quite going as smoothly for me as they were before this whole mess with Twily.

I miss the old days where all it took to keep her happy was spending time with her. And-

And dear lord, that just made me sound old. I’m only nineteen for Celestia’s sake! I shouldn’t be worrying about prying a workaholic sister away from her studies. Or worrying that my girlfriend might have taken my revelations about myself the wrong way. It’s enough to drive a ~~man~~ stallion to drink!

Well, at the moment, there isn’t much I can do about either situation. Celestia has entrusted Spike into Twily’s care, and now she’s running her hooves off trying her best to take care of him. I’m certain that eventually her frantic pace of dealing with him will subside. And I’m sure that once she actually starts talking with him, they’ll become friends. I also know that I’m not going to be able to talk Twily into making more friends anytime soon. She’s too preoccupied with Spike and her studies to listen to her older brother.

Cadence still insists that the best thing I could do is tell Twily everything, but I still vehemently disagree with her. She’s tried various arguments to convince me, but I’m holding fast. And no matter what she says, I do trust Twily. I just don’t want to burden her with the weight of the world, even if I could convince her I was telling the truth.

At least my job with the Guard is going nicely. Given the way things have been recently, it’s nice to be able to count on the regular regimen of guard duty. Guarding the palace gives me plenty of time to sort my thoughts and to make plans.

I’ve taken to increasing the amount of time I spend training, both physically and magically. This has admittedly cut into the amount of time I have to spend with my friends, but dangerous times approach, and I need to be ready. I’m sure they’ll understand. Besides, I don’t really have that much longer at this posting, I need to get ready for my next assignment, whatever that will be.

But first, Cadence wants me to attend to her in her private rooms.

Shining Armor, Signing Off

Cadence was pacing back and forth in her chambers. “I told Auntie I was interested in meeting the hero of Fort Vanhoover, so she suggested that you head my guard detachment for my next trip to Neighpon. It’ll be great because that means we won’t have to spend months apart, while still fulfilling our duties.” Cadence spoke with audible excitement in her voice, “We’ll just have to be careful to keep any romantic rendezvous under the table. I don’t want Auntie thinking I was abusing my position after all.”

“I’d be honored. But, umm… “ Her coltfriend paused to clear his throat before continuing. “You do know that Princess Celestia knows about our relationship right?”

“Wait, what? But, I thought-“ Cadence spluttered.

Shining raised an eyebrow, “She approached me only a couple of days after our first date. She told me that I had better treat you right.” Shining’s eyes were lidded, “She didn’t need to add an or else.”

To Shining’s surprise, Cadence reared back in agitation, “Why that interfering busybody! I’ve told her time and again that I can take care of myself! Doesn’t she trust me?”

Shining backed away from his angry marefriend. “She’s just worried about you. Isn’t that her job as your aunt?”

Cadence’s eyes narrowed in a glare directed at Shining Armor. “Are you taking her side Sergeant Armor?”

The guardspony backed away from the angry princess, shaking his head frantically. “No, no! Not at all. I’m sure she knows you can take care of yourself, she just wanted to make things easier on you. I’d never dream of commenting on your relationship with Celestia.” His back was to the door. With a deft kick of his backhoof he opened the door. “I have some guard duties to see to. Bye. See you later!” he fled the room.

“Shining Armor, you dolt!” Cadence groaned with a hoof to her forehead.

Shining Armor was pacing back and forth in the palace barracks, while his friend Fiery Hammer watched him from his bunk.

“Honestly Shiny,” Fiery commented, “You’d think you were assigned to the Wasteland border with the way you’re pacing. It’s just escorting a noble for a quick jaunt to Neighpon, easy peasy.”

“What?“ Shining stopped pacing, and looked at his friend. “it’s not that, I’m just worried about my sister is all. I’m afraid she’s going to end up in over her head while I’m gone.”

Three more ponies entered the room. “Ok, that’s enough worrying about your sister.” Rough Boulder spoke while crossing the room before putting a hoof on Shining’s back. “You’ve been such a downer these past coupl’a weeks, and I’m getting sick of it. And so are my brothers.”

“Yep,” Rock Boulder added, “You just don’t seem to have time for us anymore.” He walked over to Shining’s other side and also put a hoof on Shining’s back. “That’s why we’ve decided to have ourselves an intervention.”

“Wait a minute,” Shining sputtered between his two large friends, whose grips hardened “An intervention!” He tried backing away from his companions. “I don’t need an intervention!”

Only he bumped into Fiery who spoke next. “We think you do. You’re stressing yourself out, so much that even they noticed!" He gestured to the Boulder triplets with a hoof, "So we’ve arranged for a colts night out.”

Roll Boulder who was walking forward to prevent Shining from moving forward himself, just sniggered and nodded.

Shining Armor just sighed in resignation.

Shining's Log: Superior Officers

“Sergeant Shining Armor, reporting as ordered, sir!” Shining Armor saluted the armored Pegasus who was on the other side of the desk.

Thunder Flare, the large dark blue Pegasus who was the Captain of the Guard, frowned. “At ease, Sergeant.”

Shining Armor didn’t relax, even though he dropped his salute. The Pegasus was intimidating with his missing left eye.

The Captain of the Guard gazed over his desk. “I wish to discuss your upcoming assignment, in particular, your duties regarding Princess Cadenza.”

Shining barely held back a flinch.

“While Major Mirage’s briefing was probably up to his usual, rigorous, standards, there are certain, patterns, which you should be made aware of before beginning your mission to Nieghpon.” The Captain sighed, “Princess Cadenza is an important pony, and she has yet to have a trip outside of Canterlot which has not run into… Difficulties.”

The Captain shuffled some of the papers on his desk. “Let’s see, she’s been attacked by bandits four times, three kidnapping attempts, two attempted poisonings, and ten marriage proposals, just on her last trip to the Griffin territories.” Thunder Flare sighed, “And each of her previous journeys have similar numbers of incidents.”

Shining’s jaw dropped open. “Begging your pardon sir, but why?”

“Because she’s a Princess,” Thunder’s glare implied that he considered that obvious. “Anypony who’s got anything against Equestria is going to try something against her just for that. And that’s not taking into account the fact she’s an Alicorn, one of only two in the known world. There are certain, unscrupulous, ponies out there who might want her simply for her powerful magics, or her immortality, or even to try and breed children with her traits.” The glare eased up, slightly. “And it is now your job to protect her.”

“Sir, I would protect her with my life!” Shining’s eyes had anger in them, “I would never let anything like that happen to her!

“I know you would, you are a guard. That is not in question.” Thunder Flare paused a moment, before continuing, “I called you here because you are in a unique position among the guard.”

“Sir?”

“I’m referring to your ‘special’ relationship with Princess Cadenza.”

Shining Armor snapped into an alert position. “Sir, my personal life is personal and none of your business.”

Thunder Flare chuckled. “You’re in a relationship with a Princess, that makes it my business. The two of you may be keeping your relationship low key, but it is my job to know the comings and goings of those who live in this castle.” Shining bristled even further, but the Captain continued, “Fortunately there are no regulations which prohibit that sort of relationship, so long as you do not let it interfere with your duties.”

Shining frowned. “Sir, I’m unsure if I am able to make such a commitment. If it came between saving Cadence and completing a mission, I believe I would save Cadence.”

“Fortunately for you, the overriding mission of the Guard is to protect the Princesses, so that would be the correct choice for a guardspony to make. The value of the Princesses cannot be understated, and their protection is paramount.” Thunder Flare explained, a glint in his eye, “If I could I’d assign guards to them round the clock, if it weren’t for the fact that they wouldn’t allow it. But your relationship with Princess Cadenza opens up new avenues for me to explore. A chance for a guard to be with her at all times, at her invitation even, is invaluable.”

Shining backed away slightly from the guard captain. “Sir, I am certain that that is not appropriate. To use my relationship with Cadence in the manner you are implying is disrespectful to the wishes of the princesses. When I am with Cadence, I am her coltfriend, not her guard. Yes, if something were to come up, I would protect her, but when I am with her, I am there for her.”

“And again, that is perfectly fine. So long as you are willing to protect her if the need should arise. Quite frankly, I will sleep easier knowing that there will be a guard-trained pony within a leglength of her even when she’s in private.”

“Again, sir, that would be an abuse of our relationship. And besides,” Shining blushes, “we’re not that intimate yet.”

“I see.” Thunder Flare tossed his head and his nostrils flared. “Then I’ll make this simple. Keep Princess Cadenza in your sight at all times. I don’t care if it’s as her guard, or as her coltfriend, you will be near her at all times. Understood.”

Shining’s Log-Entry: The Captain’s Insane

I’ve never had a one on one meeting with the Captain of the Guard before today, but our meeting today told me all I need to know. He’s nuts. He’s a zealot when it comes to the protection of the Princesses, and he doesn’t care about who gets trampled under~~foot~~ hoof.

I can understand why he’d think protecting them is important, I guess. Princess Celestia moves the Sun and the Moon, and if anything were to happen to her, it’d be up to Cadence (at least until Luna returns), but that’s no reason to try and butt into their private lives. They may be Princesses, but they’re ponies first, and every~~body~~ pony, needs some time to relax as just themselves.

And any threat I can think which might be actually able to harm the Princesses? Well, I kind of doubt that a simple guard could deal with it. In fact of the two threats which I know the Princess can't deal with, namely Nightmare Moon and Discord, are so far out of my league it's not even funny.

And- And- Oh dear, what am I going to tell Cadence? That my superior’s gone nuts and wants me to butt into her personal life? She’d kill me. And then Captain Flare, but she'd kill me first.

Shining Armor, Signing Off

Shining's Log: Planning

"I believe that if we follow the North-Eastern main road we can easily make Vanhoover in about two days, while still remaining within emergency response range of a Guard outpost at all times." Shining Armor was pointing at a map of Equestria while explaining, "From there we can take a ship directly to Neighpon, with a Navy frigate escorting us until we reach two days to port. Total estimated travel time, seven days, plus or minus 12 hours. Does that meet your approval, Princess?"

"As opposed to three days if we take a carriage and fly there." Cadence rolled her eyes, "What's with the scenic route? Do you want to show me the sight of your first victory?"

Shining stiffened. "Of course not Princess, that would be unprofessional." He relaxed a minute amount, and a slight teasing tone entered his voice. "I am suggesting it because I have reviewed the reports from your previous journeys. I noticed a pattern."

Cadence perked an ear, "A pattern?"

"Your previous entourages, without exception, always traveled the most direct route from departure to arrival. While this minimizes the amount of time that you are vulnerable traveling, it is also extremely predictable." He gave a slight shrug, "If I had to guess, I'd think that they just used the plans they normally use for when Princess Celestia travels, and forgot to take into account that you are perceived as more vulnerable, and that certain third parties may take advantage of their predictability."

"Are you calling me weak?"

"Of course not." Shining assured her, "Only the absolute strongest beings on the planet could think to challenge your aunt, and everypony knows that, so most don't bother to even try. However, you're still new on the scene, Equestria's enemies, and even her allies are still probing you out, trying to figure you into their plans. You do not have the reputation you aunt has to deter them from trying direct action, positive or negative. It's not that you are not strong, its that you are an unknown factor, and they hope to get lucky. Following the same pattern as your aunt merely gives them opportunity to make such attempts."

"Then wouldn't following the same sort of travel plans my aunt makes tell them that I can handle myself?" Cadence questioned, seemingly very interested in his answer. "That I am a Princess of Equestria, with all that entails."

"No."

Cadence nearly tipped over at Shining's quick flat answer. She sat down.

Shining continued, "You are not your aunt. You are strong in ways that she is not, but you have not have over a thousand years to establish a reputation. You should not do things simply because Princess Celestia does them." He looked her in the eye, "Every person is in a different situation, different factors for different ponies. Quite frankly, I'd love to have a word with the Guards in charge of your previous travel plans, and give them a piece of my mind. They should have been aware of the external political factors, and modified their plans from the start to deal with your unique situation, rather than using a standard plan then adapting after things have already gone wrong."

He pointed to the map, "My plan takes into account that we are likely to encounter problems. Our land route will let us remain near reinforcements at all times, while the sea travel has us escorted as far as possible by a warship, formidable backup that any potential plotters should not be able to counter without tipping their hands."

"Hooves, Shiny." Cadence admonished him. "If you're sure this is the safest plan, then you have my approval. Although you should probably return those books on maritime laws, naval force comparisons and political theory soon. Your quarters must be completely cluttered given that I saw you leave the library with at least twenty books."

"It was only eight," Shining automatically defended, "And the knowledge they provided was invaluable. I needed the most information possible to make the best plan possible."

"So you needed to read eight of the most boring books in the library? You know that there were several more concise books covering the exact same topics which would have taken a quarter the amount of time to read."

Shining blinked, then shrugged. "One, they were not boring."

Cadence mimed gaging.

"Two, they were the most comprehensive books on the topics available. It is always preferable to go for the most in-depth explanation possible, and not risk missing something important because someone decided to leave it out of the abridged version."

Cadence waved a hoof sarcastically, urging him on.

"Third, I like reading."

Cadence gave an exaggerated huff. "You really are Twilight's brother, aren't you."

Shining grinned, "Well, I was the one who got her to start reading. It's not my fault that she's never stopped."

Shining's Log-Entry: Let's Get This Over With Already

I swear, the anticipation is going to kill me. My first command, my first time traveling outside Equestria, the first time I'll be so far from my family that even letters will take forever. So many things coming up, I think I'm should probably be freaking out. As it is, I've already gone over several dozen books about Neighponese culture and information about the Neighpon archipelago. Hopefully what I've learned will prove useful.

Although, I do have to question why I'm being given such responsibility given my rank. It is not normal for sergeant to be in charge of a Princess' guard detail while on a diplomatic mission. Given my previous conversation with Captain Flare, I'd say its because he wants me to stay close to Cadence, but all that would require would be placing me on the protection detail, not giving me a command. He's so fanatical about protecting the Princesses I'd think that putting a green sergeant in charge would be the last thing he would do, relationship with the Princess or not.

I've got a bad feeling about this.

Shining Armor, Signing Off