The life and times of Lafayette Ryder

Warning: Random switch from 1st person to 3rd person.

Though the courtroom had experienced more than its fair share of noise, emotion, and chaos today blew all previous records out of the water.

One hundred and forty two changelings dead, screams and shouts not only equivalent of a WonderBolts crowd but actually exceeding it, a purple mare sobbing uncontrollably, a blue Alicorn declaring her sister and co ruler momentarily insane and sedating her, and most importantly the banishment of the first human to set foot on Equestrian soil for over two millennia to the moon.

The monetary damage was great; millions of bits worth of architecture and artistic windows destroyed or damaged beyond recognition or repair, but the emotional damage was far greater; Luna could no longer trust her sister and neither could any of the ponies in the court room, Twilight Sparkle could not speak for she was so astonished by her mentors violent outburst and her lovers banishment, Captain Armor could not bear to serve such an evil seeming princess and vowed to retire from the Royal guard immediately, all others were shocked and disgusted by the human’s killing spree and their goddess like ruler’s ages old corruption and her recent attempt at murder. All who left that courtroom today left it with a heavy heart.

Luna assured Twilight that Lafayette could be retrieved… as soon as Celestia was awake and once more in her right mind. The Alicorn of the night begged Captain Armor to stay with the Royal guard but only receives a ‘Maybe, we’ll see.’ as an answer. Without seeing her traumatized guests out she left for her chambers.

A squadron of guards carried their unconscious princes of the sun to her room as Twilight and her brother and sister in law fled from the castle.

Rather than wait for a carriage or attempt to drive Lafayette’s truck back to Ponyville the two unicorns and one young Alicorn used their combined magic to teleport themselves to the library where Twilight rushed to her room and promptly cried herself to sleep.

Cadance stayed at Twilight’s side as her husband made his rounds throughout the town to told all of Lafayette’s friend of the events that had unfolded at the castle and the fate that had befallen him. The story became more difficult for Shining with every telling and soon he was openly weeping along with whoever was listening to him as he spoke.

Two hours later, just as the sun fell haphazardly below the horizon and the moon rose shakily to claim the night for itself, Shining returned to the library to find his wife and baby sister crying softly over cups of cocoa.

“Twily,” He said as soothingly as he could manage. “We’ll get him back soon, it may take a few weeks or a month but we’ll get him back. I promise.”

Cadance brushed Twilight's mane out of her face and held her closely as she spoke.

“BBBFF, Shining, we’ll never get him back. Celestia hates him just because of who… because of what he is. As long as she hates humans she’ll never consent to him coming back. As long as we don’t have her consent we can never get him back. I’ll never see him again now and I’m…I’m…I’m…” Twilight faltered and started to sob again. Cadance
whispered quietly to her in an effort to calm her, it failed utterly.

Shining scooted closer to her and lifted her head up with his hoof. “You’re what Twilight?” he said softly.

“I’m pregnant; I’m pregnant with Lafe’s babies.”

“Babies?” Cadance asked in shock.

“Twins, I found out just this morning, I was going to tell him after lunch with our friends. Now he’ll never get to see them, he’ll never even know.”

Twilight leaned into Cadance and wept once more. Her brother and sister in law both embraced her and stayed with her until slumber took her again from the land of the waking. Together they carried her to bed and tucked her in, and then they went back to the kitchen where they held each other and wept together.

For the longest time there had been no reason for such sorrow as this in Equestria, but now because of Celestia’s attempts to banish an evil that would bring unhappiness to her people she had brought unhappiness to them herself.

Looking down from a dreamscape in the sky a broken man holds himself and rocks his body slowly. All he had ever loved was gone now, taken from him. He had nothing. He wept, but n one could hear his pain, no one could comfort him. He was alone, and he always will be.