30 years after the war

Florentine rushed to her office only to remember that today was her day off, not that it mattered to her she needed to finish an article that was due tomorrow anyway, more importantly though she wondered why of all the stallions she worked with did Velcore have to be here. Velcore, a brown stallion with a notepad cutie mark, the only thing interesting about him is his name, Florentine was never happy to see him because “Florentine, how are you did you get my letter I left on your desk”. Asked the extremely cheery stallion
“Yes Velcore and thank you the letter was sweet but as I've told you many times before I'm not interested in a relationship right now” she said with a smile as she started to open her office door.
“Come on Florentine why not go out with me at least once all you do is work or stay locked in your apartment, don't you have time for fun?” Questioned Velcore.
“Not really Velcore, some of us don't want to party all night” Florentine answered and then entered her office slamming the door in Velcore's face.

Hanz was eager to hear about the Fox's progress in his quest, he was very close to completing his other project, after Fox brings him Rainbow Dash his plan will finally be realized. A blue stallion entered the room his cutie mark was that of a wizards hat with star's flowing out of it.

“Ah Blue Star, how are you, I hope traveling here didn't take too much out of you friend.”

“If you don't mind Hanz I'd rather we get to business, I don't want to sound pushy but it seems the princesses are starting to go on the counter-offensive.” Hanz wasn't at all taking aback by the statement, he knew eventually that Princess Celestia as well as Luna would notice the weakness in their security, it would seem his spy's are going to need to take extra measures to not get noticed.

“Noted” Hanz replied in a monotone voice. “Well then what do you have for me” asked the curious stallion.

“It would seem that your agent has found a way to blend in with the ponies,” said the blue Pegasus “with the use of a zebra potion”. The gray unicorn had a sinking feeling, a feeling he hasn't felt since he was arrested his mind struggled to justify why he was feeling this way. Being lost in his own thoughts Hanz hadn't noticed that Blue Star was staring right at him; “are you okay Hanz” the blue stallion asked with a puzzled expression.

“Ah, yes Blue, thank you for the update was that all” asked Hanz slightly distracted with his thoughts, “For now yes” replied the slightly worried stallion.

“You may go then” Hanz said turning away trapped in this feeling of both sadness and betrayal, trotting towards his window he heard the puff of Blue Star teleporting followed by the smell of ozone, outside his window Hanz saw a shooting star fly by amongst the stars like a lighting spell flying through a crowd of Pegasus ponies.

The Fox looked at the yellow liquid in the jug, “so what does this potion do again” he asked smelling the contents in the jug, it's aroma was strong enough to make his eye's water.

“It's a transformation potion, in theory it should turn you into a pony for up to 48 hours, the only drawback to this specific potion is that you'll be the same color as you are now, not that it matters we need all the time we can get if our goal is to get close to Rainbow Dash.”

“So how exactly did you get this potion anyway” the fox wondered looking at the green mare then back at the jug on the kitchen table.

“I have a few friends who are zebras that sell potions, they give me a discount in return for insider information in the potion market” Florentine answered as a matter of facially

“What kind of insider information” questioned the fox

“mostly just business stuff, like heads up on regulation changes, what kind of potions are legal, where to get the best deals for ingredients, stuff like that.” Florentine replied looking through her cupboards.

“Ah, Florentine I've been meaning to ask you about your mom, she hasn't left her room since this morning, I'm kind of worried.” Florentine immediately stopped what she was doing and slowly turned towards fox, her usual happy warm smile corroded and reformed into a frown as she sighed and started to explain, “Everything started to change after my dad died, he was her rock you know, always there to say the right thing to make her feel better. When we...” she paused her eyes that were facing the gray tile floor looked up directly at fox, “found his body we were told that he was stationed on an island that was assaulted by one of Celestia's ships, the cannons were powered by devastating spells usually the only thing left after an island was attacked were stones and horribly burned, disfigured bodies. He lost his head his fur was burned he looked like a bloody yellow pony sack, ever since then my mom has become disconnected with the world,” Florentine just stopped speaking as she continued her search through the cupboards.

To fox the potion tasted like something, something really familiar if only his mind could connect the taste to a memory or perhaps the memory that gave him the sense in the first place, he wondered why he felt so familiar to not just the taste but to the sensation of his body slowly shifting from an anthropomorphic form into a ponyfied version, his spine shrinking and cracking as it bent and shifted while his paws began to form into hooves. Fox's sharp teeth began to dull as his mouth expanded and stretched his cheeks as well as his nostrils, his tail shortened as his behind began to flatten after all the bending, cracking, and shifting Fox was exhausted he collapsed on the red tiled bathroom floor in florentine's apartment he tried to get up but realized to late that he now has four legs, as he tried to get up on his rear hooves he feel backwards into the bath tub, “this is going to take some practice” the Fox thought to himself annoyed that he had to learn yet another skill to achieve his goal, but he reminded himself that a pony's life was on the line his first friend Fluttershy.

“So” Florentine started to ask as she saw the now ponyfied Fox in her bathtub “how do you feel”

“fantastic” replied Fox sarcastically “I can't learn how to use these” he said defeated as he held up his front hooves.

“You'll learn quick Fox” the green mare assured the blood orange pony “now come on we have to get you ready for tonight”

“what's going on tonight that's so important I have to become a pony to observe it” the irritable Fox questioned

“well Fox I have just happened to put two and two together earlier at the office” the mare answered “Hanz had it all planned out, you see tonight there is a celebration dedicated to the Wonderbolts it's been advertised for a few day's now, what's interesting is that Rainbow Dash wasn't going to go originally, what I've heard is that the Wonderbolts are tasked to obtain information on Hanz then on the night you appeared it is announced that Dash is going to the celebration after all”

“wait are you implying that the Wonderbolts already know that Hanz wants Dash?”

“It would seem so, she's not really into the politics of being a wonderbolt more the performing and protecting of equestria; anyway as it seems I need an assistant to carry some things and help with the interviews, that's why you had to drink the potion”

“so that's the plan, we go there ask Dash for an interview and ponynap her” the confused stallion asked

“not necessarily Fox, we most convince her to come with us, or do you really think you can take on all of wonderbolts and the royal guard”? Fox sighed and then agreed with Florentine with a shake of his head, “that's what I thought now hurry up we don't have much time and I need to teach you the basics of pony movement.” Florentine spent the entire day teaching fox how to be a pony, he learned quick too as the time flew by he got more confident in pony form from trotting to eating hay. You couldn't tell that Fox was just well a Fox hours ago, and soon his skills and confidence would be put to the test as Florentine and Fox left her apartment complex and headed towards the celebration, they didn't see a certain blue unicorn following them closely from behind.