ne'er–do–wells of the night watch.

So that was sorta sad.

Jeremy and Fluttershy started to wake up at the same time, she was in the corner of the office and Jeremy was laying on he desk. Jeremy got off the table and was surprised he wasn't dead.

“Huh…” Jeremy went and woke up Shy. She asked if they had anything to eat or of she should just leave considering what happened. After a short discussion that ended with ‘Lets pretend that never happened.’ Fluttershy asked for some food. Very nicely, of course.

“There should be a salad in the fridge.” Jeremy said. The day guard when it wasn't Scott always brought some sort of healthy food, be it salad or protein shakes. Nobody liked him because he was the kinda guy to insult you, then suggest something to help you, but the thing that help you is his favourite thing. Basically he was always “your faught, hev some saled.” He also had this annoying ass accent. nobody knew what kind of accent it was.

Jeremy jogged down to the kitchen and grabbed the salad in the fridge. It was in the generic plastic container. ‘Do they have plastic here?’ Jeremy thought, but never-the-less took the salad out of the fridge and peeked through the clear plastic container. ‘Caesars always nice.’ Jeremy walk out the kitchen and headed back to the office.

“Hope you like caesar.” Jeremy said as he slid the salad onto the desk. The buzz of the fan still prominent. Fluttershy looked into the now open container.  “Thank you very much.” Fluttershy looked around for a fork or something to eat it with.

“Do you have any… Uh… Forks?” Fluttershy asked quietly.

“Oh yeah… Uh. Hold on.” Jeremy ran back to the kitchen and once he entered he started to feel hungry himself. He grabbed a slice of pizza, tossed it onto a paper plate and opened the microwave.

“Oh yeah I forgot.” Jeremy yanked out the bag of popcorn and tossed it into the garbage. He slid the pizza in and turned the microwave on for a few seconds. He walked over to the cupboard with all the utensils and cooking tools and grabbed a plastic fork from one of the small containers they were stored inside.

Beep!

With the fork and pizza in hand, Jeremy went back to the office. Fluttershy was looking at the camera tablet.

“Whats this?” Fluttershy asked when Jeremy walked into the room. He placed the form and pizza on the desk and turned to her.

“That's the camera monitor. It shows every room in the building and what's inside it.” Jeremy went over to her and pressed the button for the door cam to the right of the office. “One second.” Jeremy walked out the door and waved to the camera.

“How does this work?” Fluttershy asked with a smile on her face. “Magic?”

Jeremy laughed. “There's no such thing as a magic. Maybe some sort of really visible electrical current, but no magic.” Fluttershy looked at Jeremy like he was spitting blasphemy out of his face.

“Yes there is. There are 3 different sub-species of ponies. Unicorns, can do magic. I'm a pegasus. They can stand on clouds and control weather. And earth ponies are extremely good at farming.” Jeremy though about how crazy that would be.

But then he realized that he was in a land filled with talking ponies that looked like it was a 5 year old girls wet-dream.

“Why not?” Jeremy asked and just sat down. The pizza still tasted like cardboard.

“Also. There are Alicorns. They rule Equestria. You’ve already met three of the four of them. Princess Celestia and Princess Lune raise and lower the sun and moon.” Jeremy started chocking on his pizza in a fit of laughter. Eventually he was ok and stared at Fluttershy.

“Do you know how stupid that is. The earth spins naturally. With the sun and the moon on each side.” Jeremy said.

Now it was Fluttershy’s turn to look at him with a bullshit look.

“RABBLE RABBLE RABBLE”

“RABBLE RABBLE”

“RABBLE RABBLE RABBLE RABBLE”

“CLAM DOWN!” Someone yelled from down the hall. Scott and Fritz walked into the light of the office. “THE GOD HORSE THINGS MOVE THE SUN AND MOON!” Jeremy yelled in Scott's face.

An hour of rabbling later…

“Ok then…” Fritz said. “I believe you butter horse.” Fritz said, hoping his face wouldn't betray his words.

“Its… Um…”

“Yes?”

“My name is… Uh…”

“Mmmhmmm?”

“Uh…”

“Okay.”

“Umm…”

“Yeah?”

“Its…”

“Totally agree?”

“Its… Um…”

“Yes?”

“My name is… Uh…”

“Mmmhmmm?”

“Uh…”

“Okay.”

“Umm…”

“Yeah?”

“Its…”

“Totally agree?”

“Fluttershy.”

AIRHORNS WENT OFF.

“Well, Fluttershy I completely agree that the points you have stated, are true.” Fritz was lying.

“Anyway, have any of you seen Mike?” Scott asked. “He didn't come back when he went to follow you.”

“He did that?” Jeremy asked, shocked that his buddy would spy on him.

“Yeah. If you knew Mike longer you'd know that he doesn't trust anything new to him.” Scott said, taking a sip of the tea he brought from the castle. “Man I miss coffee.”

“Ok… But no, I haven't seen him.” Jeremy said. “Should we look for him?” Fluttershy continued on for Jeremy.

Scott look up at the roof after noticing the unusual lighting in the office. The roof vent was open.

“He's in the vents.”

The group searched the whole building thoroughly, even checking the empty suits. Of course there were no bodies but it was still at a level of spine-tingling-creepy. They  checked the vents.

They all re-grouped in the middle of the room.

“Empty.” Scott said, and turned to leave with the rest of the group. Scott pushed the door open just as a loud clanging came from the kitchen.

“Did anyone check the kitchen?” Scott asked. Nobody said anything but said put on an embarrassed face for not taking the initiative to look. “Ugh.” Scott walked over to the door and pushed it open. In the corner of the kitchen was a pile of boxes, probably filled with metal pans and stuff that banged together when it fell over. However, something moved in the pile.

“What the hell..?” Scott walked over to the pile for a closer look until he finally noticed what it was.

Mike was laying in the fetal position on his side, hands on his head.

“Mike!” Scott yelled and walked over to him. “Are… Uh, you okay?” Mike slowly looked up to him.

“Hello Scott.” Mike whispered out, barley audible over Scott's own breathing. “H-how's your D-day?” Mike slowly picked himself up off the floor.

“…Mike…” Scott took a step back.

“Yes?” Mike picked the Night Watch hat off the ground and placed it back on his head, covering up the scars and stitches.

“Are you… Uh…” Scott took another step back.

“Scott why are you asking like in going to kill you?” Mike’s eyes suddenly went very calm.

“Uh…” Scott calmed down a bit.

“Can we go eat something?” Mike asked after his stomach rumbled.

“Yeah sure… Ok…” Scott turned and opened the door. Mike and Scott walked out and were met with a sight they kinda knew would happen one day.

The group was gathered around a small sheet of paper. Mike and Scott walked over. “Guess what?” Jeremy asked Scott. Jeremy handed the note to Scott and he almost died of a heart attack.

‘Building to open next week. Please have everything cleaned and fit for customers. Don’t worry, we’ve already checked everything and it seems like the building is operable.’ At the bottom, was Celestia’s signature.

“Oh shit.” Mike said.

-LAST SHORT CHAPTER SWEAR ON ME MUM-