Bringing Harmony

They followed Orange Julius, making sure to watch out for other ponies. They got a few curious glances from the other workers, but nopony said anything or approached them.

Soon they saw a massive stone wall that ran as far as they could see.

        “Woah! That wall is HUGE!” Exclaimed Pinkie.

        “It doesn’t end.” Stated Applejack in awe.

        They continued on until Orange Julius approached a plain wood door. “This is one of the only doors in Mountreal that doesn’t have guards, and that is because it requires a key,” Julius

        “Woah, Julie! You must be important!”  Pinkie said, popping up behind the blue pony.

        Julius looked away. “Not important enough,” he muttered. Louder he said, “follow me. Don’t stray or get lost.”

        He opened the door and they stepped inside. The door reviewed a huge house. Marble floors and high ceilings. The walls were white and lined with expensive paintings of ancient ponies with fancy clothes, and white powdered wigs.

        “Wow,” whispered Rarity, “What I wouldn’t give to live in a place like this.”

        “Your freedom? Your job? Your friends and family?” asked Julius accusingly.

        There was a tense moment of awkward silence, before Pinkie Pie poked her head around the corner of a wall into an industrial sized kitchen. “Look at this kitchen!” She hollered, “Just think of how any cupcakes I could make in here!” she began to bounce from counter to sink to oven.

        “What is this place?” questioned Twilight.

        “This house belongs to the owner of the farm. Queen Gardenia decided he would be wealthy. So he has this house, and she has his loyalty.”

        Julius seemed sad about the statement.  He turned and walked out of the kitchen with the rest following.

        “I cannot leave the house without being questioned.  Look around town, but be very careful.  Tell nopony why you are here.  I suggest making your way over to the care center.  Doc Vigor should be helpful in your quest.  If you run into any trouble ask to speak with me.  Understand?”

        He received a few nods, two said yes, and one enthusiastic “Okie doki loki!”

        “Return here by eight pm. That’s curfew.  We should have enough beds.”  He finished walking the group to the door, and gave a short wave after opening the door.