Life had been scary for a moment, but the Zebras just withdrew from decimation of the entire YakYakistan populous. Hacksaw was happy with his inventing, Tact and blade were somehow discussing pottery at the moment, and Eyes and Dagger were locked in a rather pleasant conversation about subtlety.

"You know, Tact would have pushed me away in an instant if he had any idea that I had some silly schoolfilly crush in him. I still find it funny how good we turned out together, and if I just came out and said anything about how I really felt, we might not even know eachother."

"Once, I had been hired to assassinate a crimelord down in Los Pegasus, you know, the only land pegasus city. And I was lucky he had a black fetish."

"Did you really, do that?"

"Of course not! I slit his throat before he could touch me. Then, I snuck out the window. Easy as that. He was filthy!"

"I know how that is. I had to get into a gang of diamond dogs to get some royal jewels back, I didn't like how close I was to rape by the end of it. Actually had to fight my way out." This conversation was taking a turn for the slightly awkward, and more so with the now expanding silence between them. Here goes normal life. Equestria's at the brink of extinction, the Yaks are dying out, and Tartarus is untouched. Soon, the changelings would be a threat, but that is a different story.

Author's Note

Now, family life. No more blood. Not right now, at least.