The next few days were pretty peaceful and lucrative overall. Amelia’s fizzy drinks and Alice’s mediation services helped them gather enough funds for their trip to the capital during the days. And Alice kept things pretty light and playful at night as she began to train the others to be more comfortable with their other selves. So it was still a few nights before the full moon when they packed what they needed to head to Canterlot, and finally visit the princesses.

“I’m still trying to decide if I want to fangirl on Luna, or kick her ass for that wall nonsense,” Amelia said as she stretched, waiting for Justin to lock their door. Her backpack was stuffed with clothes once again, after having just gotten everything properly settled into the dresser.

Justin stuck out his tongue. "Now's not the time for considering trying to enact violence on royalty." He shook a little left and right, making sure his saddlebags were secure. "Besides, I'm certain she meant the best, and we did get past it, did we not?"

“True… fangirl it is then,” she said. “Though I might just get Hidden Treasure to pull off a prank or two with her stealth before I call it even.”

“We are going to see someone who controls the power of the moon… you should be respectful,” Alice countered with a frown. “She plays an even more important role in our lives now than others.” The reverence in her voice was quite obvious.

“Sounds like you have the fangirl side covered,” Amelia giggled.

Justin snorted softly. "It's not a 'fangirl' thing to say the truth." He sat on his haunches and raised a hoof at his house. "I'll be back quicker this time, promise." His departure stated, he moved to take the lead, guiding his new family towards the train station with an energetic trot. "I've never seen them besides a big public spectacle, and you don't get to really… see them then."

“Are you nervous?” Alice inquired as they walked. “They invited us, and it sounded like a friendly invitation. Everyone… everypony has been so friendly since we’ve gotten here. It’s kind of a bit unsettlingly alien to me, but I think I could get used to it.”

He glanced aside at Alice. "Surely you have big important leaders where you come from? Have you met and talked with them like anypony else? You just don't do that!"

Alice thought about that and shivered with fear. “Okay, now you have me nervous,” she admitted.

“Wolf-stuff aside, even for an average citizen, talking to the President isn’t something we generally got the chance to do,” Amelia agreed. “The Secret Service would quickly put a stop to you, if you weren’t invited. But from the show, the Princesses always seemed a bit more inviting than that. And we were invited after all. It’ll be fine. Fun, even.”

Justin lifted an ear. "Oh, she's great! I mean, she's in charge, but she's a good pony. Everything I ever heard about her was nice." He trotted towards the train station pointedly, tail swaying with each step. "And you're right, she did ask for us to be there, so, uh, deep breaths? We'll be alright."

With a round of deep breaths, the herd braced themselves for the journey ahead, and the approaching meeting with the Princesses. The prospect kept a layer of tension over their trip, despite everything else going smoothly. A few bits easily became train tickets, and those tickets easily provided comfortable seats to watch the miles, and the time, separating them from their meeting slowly melt away.

Author's Note

The End.

Will there be a sequel? There's certainly room for one. No promises for now, but feel free to imagine one in the meantime. :)