Bold: The Ranger and The Robot

The following day, after the citizens had returned to their normal lives and the town had been cleaned up, Strongbolt and Shiera gathered their belongings, some of which were still on the train platform.

"Listen," The Sheriff said, "we can't thank ya enough fer helping us out. If you ever need assistance in the future, you give us a yell, alight?"

"Will do, Sheriff." Strongbolt nodded.

"Take care of yourselves." Dale said.

` "Will do, ranger." The train whistle blew.

"Well, I guess we'll be going." Shiera said quietly. "Tell Specs and Braeburn we said goodbye."

"You can count on us ma'am." Strongbolt picked up a bag and trotted into the train, Shiera followed him. They turned back and waved one last time, before the doors shut and the train left for Manehattan.

Two days later, the Sheriff sat in his office in the town hall, Dale, his new right-hoof man and head of the newly appointed rangers, read through a book on quantum physics. There was a knock at the door, the Sheriff looked up from some paperwork.

"Come in." He said. The door opened and a pale peach unicorn with orange hair and a hood over her head walked in.

"Good morning." She said. "I'm looking for... two ponies, they go by the names of Strongbolt and Shiera." Dale looked up, now interested in the conversation.

"What are they to you?" He asked cautiously.

"How long ago were they here? Three days?"

"How did you- I never said we knew 'em." The Sheriff growled.

"I guess it is them, then." The hooded pony said. "The Princesses were right. At least I didn't make the trip for nothing."

"What are you talking about?" The Sheriff inquired.

"I have to leave now. I hear they've done much work in Manehattan." The pony headed for the door.

"Wait a minute. Can we at least get a name?" The pony turned back, she stared at the two of them.

"Iris." She said abruptly. "My name is Iris. We shall meet again." And then she left.