Forever Strong

by rednec0

Rating: teen
Tags: Other, Adventure, Twilight Sparkle, Discord, Crossover, Human, Princess Luna, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 5594

Discord takes concern over Princess Celestia's recent health and behavior. To solve this problem he enlists a starship crew to investigate.

Species 8472 has redoubled their efforts in destabilizing the Alpha and Beta Quadrants, renewing friendly ties between the major interplanetary governments. One ship is pulled from the conflict to patrol the B'Tran Cluster. While there a certain being of chaos enlists their help on a planet full of ponies. Their job: find-out what happened to Princess Celestia's magic.

These events take place in the year 2410 in Star Trek Online and sometime after the 2-part episode "Twilight's Kingdom"

Character focus will be updated as story progresses.

Published 2014-06-21 02:00:05 UTC
Last updated 2014-08-13 05:48:04 UTC

1: New Orders

Captain's Log: Stardate 87370.78

The Acca Larentia has been recalled from the front lines in the Solanae Dyson Sphere and ordered back to the B'Tran Cluster. With the renewed threat of Species 8472, Starfleet wasn't going to take any chances of these discovered worlds falling victim to the Undine. Our mission is to maintain security while continuing to chart unexplored regions of this sector. I remember our last mission in this region of space was an impromptu first-contact scenario involving dragons. If things go well we might be able to pay them a visit.

An Armitage Class starship cruised through space at a steady speed of warp five. On the bridge Captain Minevera MacDougal sat, quietly observing the activity. Meanwhile her thoughts were on other things.

Despite the mundane task of patrol, the majority of the crew was relieved to actually have a break in the action. This allowed for some side projects to get done and some much needed off-duty time be it on the holodecks, in private quarters, or just relaxing in the lounge. Morale was high. Perhaps she can take some time for herself with one of her sled-dog programs.

Hopes for that were quickly dashed as the Acca Larentia unexpectedly came to a complete stop. The helmsman, a Gorn exchange officer, struggled to enter commands into the controls.

“Why have we stopped?” Minevera asked, confusion and irritation ever so present in her voice.

“I don't know,” he said while still trying to enter commands. “Helm isn't responding to any of my inputs.”

Minevera stepped to the console and tried entering commands, getting the same results. She turned her head to her Science Officer, “Zeabe, what's our current location?”

Lieutenant Judsai Zeabe, a Trill, quickly glanced at the astrometrics data, “Captain, we're currently above the only planet in system E172121919. Our previous course was set to pass through the system.”

The information was convenient, too convenient.

Minevera's brow furrowed while she tried to figure-out the situation. “MacDougal to engineering.”

The comms registered a female voice, “Yes Captain?”

“I want you to run a level one diagnostic on the helm controls at your earliest convenience.”

What she did not expect was a disembodied voice to answer some of her questions for her, “Oh I wouldn't worry about your gadgets and gizmos as they're all working just fine.”

Just as the voice finished a bright flash appeared in the captain's chair, where an unusual being reclined. It had many different parts of various animals.

The flash of light only bought one name to mind for Minevera, “Q.”

Oh how mistaken she was.

“Q? Hmm, that's a name I haven't heard in a long time...” The being mused before asking, “How is that old bean doing these days?”

Minevera had no words.

“Oh where are my manners? Fluttershy would have my hide if I wasn't being courteous.” The being cleared his throat before fashioning a Starfleet Uniform¹ of his own, “I am Discord, Spirit of Chaos and the only resident draconequus of Equestria.”

Minevera, still confused, maintains her composure. “I am Captain Minevera MacDougal of the Starship Acca Larentia” – she stepped to Discord – “and you're in my chair.”

“So I am, but let's cut to the chase shall we?” with a snap Discord and Minevera disappeared from the bridge, sending the present crew into a controlled panic.

Commander Carie Christopherse immediately took charge, “Lieutenant Bogue, see if you can locate the Captain's whereabouts.”

“She's still on board, Commander,” Violeta said while gesturing towards the ready-room. “Shall I have security on their way?”

“Do it; we don't know what this being's intentions are.”

When both Minevera and Discord reappeared they were both in the ready-room; she seated behind her desk while he stretched across the couch². Though thankful for still being on her ship, Minevera was still growing more frustrated with his antics.

Cracking his neck with a relieved sigh Discord said, “Now that we're somewhere a bit more private I imagine you have a question or two for me.”

Taking a deep breath Minevera stated, “Asking you to release my ship would be the rhetorical question of the moment so I'll skip that and ask this: Why are we here?”

“An excellent question my dear!” he floated off of the couch and hovered to the front of the desk. “I am a being of all-things 'Chaos'; be them positive or negative. For the past four days my senses picked-up a potent amount of negative chaos. Normally I would just be swimming in it, but my tastes – along with my reformed nature – simply cannot stomach it. I've always preferred silliness and harmless shenanigans, even when I was allegedly evil, but I'm getting sidetracked.

He then stood back up as his face became serious, “I need your help finding where it is, Captain.”

Minevera leaned back in her chair, “I beg your pardon Discord, but aren't you able to find it yourself? I mean no disrespect, but it sounds to me you have an ulterior motive behind this.”

Discord raised both paw and claw in defeat, “You got me: part of the condition would be to have you meet at least my friends in Equestria – though I honestly consider it more of an added bonus.”

Minevera covered her face with both hands and gave an exasperated sigh. “Look, as much as I'd like to just waltz down there and say 'hello' I just can't. Doing that itself would be violating our Prime Directive: a rule citing non-interference with any developing culture.”

He pondered her words for a moment. “You do have a valid point, though you probably know that I still won't let you leave until the job is done.”

“Short of taking on a disguise and alias my ha-” Minevera was abruptly cut-off with an outburst.

“Disguises,” Discord slapped his brow, “why didn't I think of that? I'll figure something out for you and whoever you bring along. See you planet-side,” he smiled before snapping his paw and vanishing.

As the door opened two security officers stumbled through, nearly falling on top of each other. Violeta stood there at the entrance ready to ask if everything was alright, but stopped when she got a good look at her captain.

Minevera propped her elbows on her desk, face planed in her hands as she let-out an audible groan of pure frustration. “What did I get myself into?”

Author's Note

1: The most recent design is the 2410 Odyssey

2: On every Federation Starship bridge map in every ready room there is a couch. I don't know why there is, it's just there.

2: Homework

To say the ponies of Equestria had seen better days would be fairly accurate. Just four days ago their beloved Princess Celestia could not raise the sun, let alone do any magic at all. Thankfully her sister, Princess Luna, stepped-up to the plate and raised the sun to start the day. However it did not take long for panic to spread like wildfire. Accusations of power theft against Princess Luna shortly followed; ranging from the lowly conspiracy-theorist all the way to some nobles and even soldiers of the guard. The pony hit the hardest in all of this was the Princess of Friendship: Twilight Sparkle.

In the library wing of her castle¹ the young alicorn was actually fast asleep, face-down in a nondescript book. Another night of research having taken its toll on her.

Spike shortly walked in and grimaced at the sight in front of him. “She did it again. Twilight, time to get up,” he said while walking over.

Twilight groaned as she stirred from her slumber. After picking her head up she stretched in her seat. “Oh morning, Spike,” she yawned while trying to rub the sleep from her eyes.

“Morning Twilight.” He stole a glance at the book's contents, “Still trying to find the cause of Princess Celestia's problem?”

She nodded while placing a bookmark, “It's bad enough already that the doctors can't find a trace of magic on her anywhere. With every other pony practically accusing Princess Luna it's not making things any easier.”

“The best we can hope for is that it's just temporary.” Spike motioned her to follow, “Come-on, better get some breakfast and maybe take a good break.”

Twilight smiled, “You're right, maybe a distraction is what I need.”

Captain's Log: Supplemental

I've arranged a meeting with my senior staff to discuss the details of this irregular away mission. As expected most of my officers are against this, though there are a few who are rather optimistic despite the circumstances.

The observation room was filled with all of Minevera's officers. They included the Gorn helmsman Tthass, chief engineer Lieutenant Commander Zero of One (a liberated Borg female), chief medical officer Lieutenant Danny Fonder, and chief of security Lieutenant Violeta Bogue.

“What I'm saying is we have an opportunity to actually study the lifeforms on this planet,” Judsai explained. “The original expedition didn't have a chance to beam-down and have a look around. We'd be the first.”

Carie disagreed completely, “Opportunity or not, Lieutenant, this goes against the Prime Directive any way you slice it. We shouldn't even be bowing to the whims of this 'Discord'.”

“Even with the entire ship running at peak efficiency, Commander, we still won't be going anywhere,” Zero of One stated. “I've run every known diagnostic and even ran some Borg algorithms. Whatever hold Discord has on this ship it's a tight one.”

“I agree with Zero,” Minevera began. “This is still bound to leave a bad taste in everyone's mouth, including mine, but I'm proceeding with this away mission. This is my decision and mine alone. Any objections and grievances I'll have noted in the ship's log.

“Doctor Fonder, Ms. Bogue, and Tthass will accompany me on the surface. Zeabe, I know how much you want to be there, but I need you on board. I need every last bit of information known about this planet on Starfleet records as well as sensor readings for whatever anomalies that may appear; including fluidic-space rifts.

“Ms. Christopherse, if any rifts are detected I want you to do whatever you can to stop the Undine if they decide to show-up; even if it means literally ripping the ship apart.” Minevera made that last part clear. “We embark in one hour, dismissed.”

The senior staff soon left to return to their stations or make preparations for the coming mission. Minevera and Carie had remained behind.

“Minevera, I sure hope you know what you're doing,” Carie said with a hint of worry in her voice.

Minevera sighed, “I'd like to think so. I'm not forgetting why Starfleet Command assigned you here and replaced Commander Hoiseth.”

“Then you know the moment you set foot back on this ship you'll be confined to quarters along with the others.”

Carie then left, leaving Minevera to brood over what will happen.

“I really hope there's a soul in there.”

During the hour Judsai wasted no time gathering all relevant information on the planet: culture, anomalies, and government to name a few. Unfortunately the only significant amount of data available was about an unexplained phenomenon regarding the rotation of the planet dating back ten years. With Minevera's permission she sent a low-orbit probe to gather more details: one being major population hubs.

Minutes before Minevera, Danny, Violeta, and Tthass were to depart, Judsai intercepted them. While walking down the corridor to transporter room one she talked with them on what to expect.

“Lieutenant, do you realize the odds of two unrelated species sharing the same language?” Minevera was stunned from the images displayed on a PADD. Just about everything displayed from signs to books read in Standard².

“The kind of odds similar to getting a 'royal fizzbin'?” Judsai joked. “I still don't know about the spoken dialect used, but I have a good feeling it's the same.

“As for the main population hubs –” she took the PADD back as they walked into the transporter room “– there are several cities and towns scattered along this continent with their capital located here,” Judsai finished by showing Minevera and the rest of the team a general map marking each city and town. “I suggest beaming-down between these areas known as 'White Tail Woods' and the town of 'Ponyville'.”

Minevera smiled and nodded, “Very good, Lieutenant. This should come in handy if this Discord being overlooks something he should be telling us.”

Judsai joined the transporter chief as the Captain and the rest of the away team stepped onto the platform. “I've selected a secluded area in case there are any lifeforms present in the general vicinity. Good luck and stay safe, Captain.”

“Thank you, Lieutenant,” Minevera smiled before looking to Danny, Violeta, and Tthass; all nodding that they are ready. “Energize.”

The control console beeped in confirmation as the away team became enveloped in the familiar blue energy beam. When the transport was almost finished problems began to happen.

Judsai walked behind the console, “Chief, what's going on?”

“I don't know, sir. Something is interfering with the annular confinement beam,” said the transporter chief.

“Bring them back.” She tried assisting him, but the familiar buzz of a console lock-out was heard. The transporter soon powered down as dread shook through Judsai's bones, “Run a level one diagnostic immediately. Lieutenant Zeabe to Captain MacDougal. Captain MacDougal please respond!”

Author's Note

1) The place is big enough to have its own library. Deal with it. B-(

2) That would be known as "English"

3: Identity Crisis

“Captain!”

Nothing.

“Captain MacDougal, please respond!”

Minevera cracked her eyes open. She heard her communicator calling for her several times now. Her body was slow to movement. Something felt very wrong to her, but the cobwebs in her mind kept her from thinking about it.

Slowly she moved and tapped her badge, “M... MacDougal here. What happened?”

“Happy to hear you, Captain,” Spoke Judsai from the other end. “During transport something interfered with the annular confinement beam. Hearing you should be a sure sign that you're alright, sir.”

Minevera tried to laugh, “I'll let you know about the rest of the team momentarily. Stand-by.”

She laid back down and slowly began to notice her face was pointing in a direction most humanoid anatomies would find uncomfortable after a while. The fog in her mind began to clear out as all feeling in her body slowly returned. Still numb she tried standing up, but found it was easier to balance on all four of her extremities which made it all the more confusing.

“Good you're finally awake. I was beginning to wonder if you'd sleep all day like Rainbow Dash,” the voice of Discord chided from behind her.

“For your information Discord, there was something wrong with...” Minevera trailed-off as she turned to look at him only to see part of why her body felt odd. Sticking out from directly behind her was a black and white tail.

And she was covered with white fur with a wolf's paw print on both flanks.

“What the...!?” Danny yelled.

The Captain glanced over and took notice of his appearance. Just like her, he was standing on all four limbs and had blue fur. He kept his brown hair, which matched his tail, and had a picture of a hypospray on his flanks. What really surprised her was he was equine in shape, save for a horn protruding from his forehead.

Nearby Tthass and Violeta began to regain consciousness. His body did not seem all that different, but it was with having spines going down his back and having a thick tail. She kept her blond hair and was given a reddish fur coat with cross-hairs on her rear. What protruded from her sides...

“Are these wings?” Violeta asked confused.

At least all their uniform jackets were still intact, sans sleeves.

Doing her best to keep calm and from letting her anger boil-over Minevera asks, “Discord, what did you do?”

Discord chuckled before explaining, “Remember how I said I'd take care of your disguises? Well I figured why not do the next best thing and turn you all into Ponies... save for the big guy there,” he casually gestured to Tthass who grunted in annoyance.

Minevera moved to demand that they be changed back, but relented. He did say he would take care of things, and this would be more convincing than a holo-emitter. “At least that would explain what happened during transport.”

“Yes, more mention of your little toys. Speaking of...” Discord opened a hole out of thin air, rummaging around before presenting three sets of saddle bags and one backpack, each embroidered with the Starfleet Chevron. “I've taken the added liberty of storing your doodads in these bags along with some bits that you may need for your stay. Don't ask where I got them from.”

The shared glances between the three crewmen and their captain were enough of a confirmation not to pursue that line of questioning.

“We better start heading east if we're to reach this 'Ponyville' before nightfall,” Minevera stated as the group began to make their trek.

As they walked away Discord stifled a chuckle and commented aloud, “That's what I like about you, Captain. All priority while on the job. Though I know your playful nature will come out, especially if you run into them. And I know you will.”

Captain's Log: Supplemental

After checking back in with the Acca Larentia and ordering radio silence we continued our walk. As we neared the town we found ourselves in, I'm guessing, an apple orchard. I suspect things will only get stranger through our stay.

The group of four weaved through the trees as they got closer to town. The mid-afternoon sun slowly making its way westward. Though none of them would admit it, their transformation was well on their minds.

Violeta then began hovering off of the ground, too distracted by the aforementioned thoughts and following her captain to even notice what was happening. She was roughly five meters off the ground before anyone really noticed, particularly herself.

“WhaAAA- OOF!” was her reaction from looking at the ground then meeting it a split second later. This was soon followed by an “ow”.

Danny, being the only medic available, quickly attended to Violeta. He pulled his medical tricorder¹ out from his saddle bag and began scanning her. Familiar or unfamiliar territory health was paramount. “What happened?”

Violeta steadily got up. “One moment I'm in the air and the next...” she trailed-off and just stared at Danny. Particularly the tricorder that was enveloped in a magical aura that he was supposedly holding and his horn.

Minevera cautiously approached, “Lieutenant, mind telling me what's going on?”

Danny was not sure what she was talking about before actually looking at his tricorder. His eyes widened in surprise and the device dropped to the ground. “Was I doing that?” he asked no one in particular.

Tthass, having been quiet throughout this trip, finally broke his silence. “If I were to hazard a guess, Doctor, I would say 'yes',” he said before picking it up in his claws and finishing Danny's medical scan for him before putting it back in the bag. “As for Lieutenant Bogue I'd say she was flying.”

“Flying?” Violeta asked still confused.

“Seems perfectly reasonable, Lieutenant,” Minevera stated. “You do have wings after all. As for that little trick with the tricorder there, Doctor, it's probably telekinesis of sorts.”

The two crewmen mulled over this new information, but didn't have long as the sound of galloping hooves approached the four.

Tthass was the first to take notice, “Captain, I don't think we're alone anymore.”

Author's Note

1) The specifics of the design used in Star Trek Online is questionable, but this is the article pertaining to any and all versions of the tricorder Starfleet has used.

4: A Dinner and a Lie

Applejack rushed towards where she saw a pegasus crash. She was not sure if it was Rainbow or maybe Derpy who fell, the former seemingly less likely given the altitude, she did not care who. What mattered was if they were okay.

As she got closer she saw four distinct figures huddled close. The one sprawled out on the ground she figured was the crashed pegasus. The other three were a unicorn, a fellow earth pony...

Applejack skidded to a halt with eyes almost bulging out of their sockets, “... a-a dragon!?”

And they were all wearing similar vests.

The reaction took the four by surprise, oblivious as to why she took a defensive stance just now.

The white earth mare with a blue mane and black and white tail then spoke-up, “Excuse me, but is there a problem miss?” Not getting and answer right away she followed Applejack's stare to her dragon companion and nodded, finally understanding. “You don't need to worry about him, he's with us.”

Applejack glanced to the group's speaker, who she swore rivaled her elder brother's size, before relaxing. “Ah believe ya. Ah'm mighty sorry if Ah made y'all uneasy there. The last time we had dragons passin' through wasn't exactly pretty,” she idly rubbed the back of her head with a hoof. “Let's start over: name's Applejack.”

The white mare was about to reply, but hesitated. Applejack kept her friendly demeanor while inwardly wondering why it is taking her a moment just to answer. Thankfully she did not have to wait much longer.

“I am MacDougal. These are my companions Doctor Fonder, Violeta, and Tthass.”

Danny, Tthass, and Violeta were close to protesting their Captain's decision to use their real names. A quick glance from Minevera was enough to stay any grievances for another time.

Names were actually quite trivial given the situation.

“I hope we're not intruding,” Minevera said after finishing the introductions.

Applejack shook her head, “No problem, sugarcube. Given your fancy attire Ah figured you ain't from 'round here.

“Yer friend gonna be okay after that spill?”

Violeta was already up at this point, rolling her wings and trotting in place. “I've had worse; Doctor Fonder could probably tell you what I've had treated.”

Danny deadpanned, “You do realize I would need your actual log just just to refresh my memory.”

“At least you admit your memory could be fuzzy,” Tthass razzed Danny, earning him a glare from the target.

“Anyway –” Minevera began “– we were on our way to... Ponyville was it?” she looked back to her officers for confirmation. All three of them nodded before she continued. “Yes, Ponyville to find a place to stay for the evening. We're mostly just passing through while looking for leads to our investigation.”

This sounded odd to Applejack, “Investigating what?”

“I'm afraid that's confidential, Miss Applejack.”

Right there she knew Minevera was trying to hide something, but decided not to press the issue for now.

Off in the distance the ringing of a triangle and the hollering of Granny Smith could be heard: it was now dinner time.

Applejack addressed the group, “Ah'll tell you what, how about y'all come back to the house and have dinner with the family? Afterward Ah'll ask my friend Twilight to maybe let y'all crash there for the night.”

Minevera raised her brows, “Really? I wouldn't want to impose.”

“It's quite alright really. We usually end-up cooking more than we eat some nights. Come on,” she gestured the group to follow and started heading to a house off in the distance.

Tthass spoke-up after their host was out of earshot, “Captain, I think we should accept her hospitality. It would at least save us having to spend these 'bits' that Discord had given us.”

“Agreed,” said Minevera. “One can only imagine if these were ill-gotten. If they ask any questions about us try to be as vague as possible with your answers.”

Meeting the Apple Family was mostly a normal affair like one would expect. Sitting down for dinner started out slightly awkward at first for Minevera and Violeta as they were unsure how they would eat. Danny and Tthass had an easier time as they just used their unicorn telekinesis and claws respectively. Thankfully after stalling, as well as throwing anatomy logic out the window, they were well on their way to enjoying what Granny Smith had prepared for the evening.

As the meal progressed on questions began flying. The away party got a brief history lesson on the Apple Family and Ponyville; the latter including some of the adventures Applejack had with her other five friends. Hearing her calling herself the “Element of Honesty”, whatever that meant to them, made the Captain's earlier call about names a wise one.

When it came to questions directed at them Minevera did most of the talking. She did her best to remain vague and honest, but had to lie about where they all originated from.

Though it was all casual conversation it provided invaluable information.

The most troubling question came from the young filly Applebloom. “How'd you get your cutiemark?” she curiously looked at Minevera's flank.

This caused the Captain to almost lose her poker face. None of her other officers knew what a cutiemark was to begin with.

“Now Applebloom, Ah don't want ya gettin' ideas from these fine folk for your cusadin',” scolded Applejack. “Ah'm terribly sorry Ms. MacDougal, she and her friends have been tryin' so hard to earn their cutiemarks. Ah just don't want them gettin' anymore hair-brained ideas that'd get themselves hurt of worse.”

Minevera secretly thanked Applejack in her mind. “It's quite alright. I'm sure I'll be able to relay my story to young Applebloom here at a later time. Maybe even have her two friends over as well?” Applebloom beamed with excitement.

She was going to have words for Discord later.

Applejack then got up from her seat, “Ah suppose Ah better take you four over to Twilight's before it gets too dark out.”

Minevera got up, with Danny, Violeta, and Tthass following suit. “Agreed. Thank you very much for dinner, Granny Smith,” she nodded to the Apple Family Matriarch.

Granny cracked a smile, “T'weren't nuttin, sugarcube. Ah figured you lot need the best mah cookin' could provide. Don't be strangers now ya hear?”

“Ms. MacDougal, could Ah talk to you for a moment?” Applejack asked. She, Minevera, Danny, Violeta, and Tthass just entered Ponyville proper and were heading to a crystalline tree structure¹.

“Certainly,” the Captain motioned for her subordinates to follow from a distance. “What seems to be the problem?”

“Back there at the orchard Ah knew you were holding something back from me. Granted you said you couldn't tell me, but during dinner you lied to me and mah family. Why?”

Minevera met Applejack's stern gaze, “I'll be honest, Ms. Applejack: I hate lying. I wish I could tell you the amazing things we have seen on our journeys, but our line of work forbids it. I will tell you this though: the answers will still be there when everyone is good and ready.”

Author's Note

1) Twilight's Castle, Fortress of Friendship; whatever you like to call it.

I may go back and expand on the dinner scene some. I'll post a note in a future chapter if I get around to it.

5: The Game's Ahoof

Applejack thought hard about Minevera's words. She was still hiding something, but still sincere. There was neither malice nor ill-intent.

The Captain was telling the truth.

Still, something did not sit right with Applejack about those four. It felt like they really did not belong here. Not just Ponyville and Equestria, but the whole world. Like their existence was a lie unto itself. She made a mental note to tell Twilight to keep an eye on them.

“Well here we are,” she stated to the group.

Minevera, Danny, Violeta, and Tthass stood in awe of the large structure. They didn't have long though as their guide went inside.

“Twi? Twi, you home? Spike?” Applejack hollered down the main hall. The sound of falling books and an unceremonious “oof” from a room told her “yes”. “Figures,” she rolled her eyes before entering. “You alright in there?”

A small purple and green reptile crawled its way out from a mess of books. “I'll live. Not like it'll be the last time I'll have a shelf-full of books fall on me,” he said while brushing himself off. “Twilight's out at the moment. What brings you here this late, Applejack?”

“Ah was hoping to ask her if these four could stay here for the night,” she gestured to the three ponies and dragon right behind her. “Found them passin' through the farm earlier this evenin' and they say they're from out of town.”

Spike studied the group before his eyes took notice of the only dragon among them. “Wow, it's not often you see another dragon among ponies.”

Tthass asked, “Why? Is there a problem with that?”

“Not really. Both tend to keep to themselves,” Spike shrugged. “Plus there's the occasional rampage a dragon can cause, be it from migration to somepony stealing from their hoard. I take it you grew-up around ponies like I did?”

Before Tthass could answer that question someone called-out from the main hallway, “Spike, I'm back.”

Spike perked, “Twilight, in here!”

The purple alicorn entered the room. Glancing around she spotted her friend, "Oh hey, Applejack. I wasn't expecting you to be here. What's up?"

"Oh not much, sugarcube. These kind folk here were looking for a place to spend the night," she gestured to the three ponies and dragon.

Minevera stepped forward, "My name is MacDougal, and they are Doctor Fonder, Violeta, and Tthass. It's a pleasure to meet you Miss...?" she trailed-off, unsure how to properly address Twilight.

"Twilight Sparkle: Princess of Friendship, but just 'Twilight' is fine."

"I know it isn't much, but it should be comfortable for the four of you," Spike showed the team to a vacant guest room.

To say it was comfortable would be an understatement. There was a bed against the far end of the room large enough for them to rest on. A little ways beside it sat a window with a couch beneath, decorated with four throw pillows. Each of them were embroidered with the Equestrian Flag. By the entrance was a small table with various flora.

"The bathroom is just down the hall here in case nature calls. Are you alright with this, MacDougal?" Twilight asked.

Minevera nodded, "This will do fine. Thank you very much for your hospitality, Princess Twilight."

“You don't have to say 'Princess', just 'Twilight' is fine,” she waved a hoof.

“Alright then, Twilight. It would be best if we retired for the evening.”

“I'll leave you to it then. Maybe tomorrow will be a better day for both of us.”

Minevera had briefly mentioned that she and her crew were in the middle of an investigation to Twilight. Was she doing the same thing? “Pardon?”

“Oh, err... It's nothing you need to worry about. Well goodnight,” Twilight politely said as she and Spike left the away team in the guest room.

Further down the hall she met back up with Applejack and asked, “So, what do you need to tell me?”

Applejack went into detail about meeting them back at her family's farm, including the dinner conversation they had, and what Minevera had said to her on the way to Twilight's home. “Ah just don't like it, sugarcube. Mah gut is just yellin' at me sayin' they ain't from 'round here. And Ah mean the whole world,” she explained.

Twilight sighed, “You know you're suggesting that they might be aliens, right?” She got a nod from her friend before continuing. “I know if you said this to just about anypony else they'd call you crazy without giving it a second thought. I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt here and keep an eye on them alright?”

Captain Minevera MacDougal was seated on the bridge of the Acca Larentia. Her hand tapping away idly on a control panel built into the Captain's Chair. Pausing for a moment she focused more closely on her surroundings. Not a single console, wall panel, or chair was out of place. There was one thing that was missing from her surroundings though.

The bridge did not have any crew.

She got up from her chair, “Computer, locate Commander Christopherse.”

The computer did not respond, nor did it acknowledge her command.

Minevera stepped to the helm control and tried inputting commands into the interface. She could not get a response from it either, not even the harsh error beep.

“Okay, relax,” she said to herself. “Think carefully: I was in the middle of patrolling the B'Tran Cluster... This is a dream.”

“Very astute for somepony, or rather someone, to figure it out so quickly,” a regal voice spoke from behind Minevera.

Her blood running cold, the Captain turned around to face a dark blue alicorn before her with a flowing ethereal, starry mane.

“Do not worry yourself as your secret is safe with me, Captain Minevera MacDougal,” the mare spoke.

Hesitating, Minevera asked, “Who are you?”

“I am Princess Luna: Diarch of the Night of Equestira, but you may call me Luna if you so desire. We have much to discuss.”