Memories of You

University of Canterlot. Equestria. Year 1036 After Lunar Banishment.

In the newly built Safon Science wing of the University of Canterlot, a unicorn mare was give a lecture in one of the many lecture halls with students and peers eagerly listening to what she had to say. Her name was Dr. Trinity Ph.D, Sc.D. She was a middle aged mare with white coat and navy blue mane and tail and was dressed in a clean and pressed black suit jacket with a matching skirt, white blouse and gold floral neck tie. Dr. Trinity was at the age of 40 the world’s most foremost expert in the young scientific field of nuclear physics. Unlike the other experts in this field,she had the extreme fortune of learning from an extremely intelligent mentor when she was just 10 years old.

This mentor and his wife came into her life all those years ago and changed her life forever and perhaps even changed the entire world forever too.They weren’t a Pony, Griffin, Changeling, Thestial or even a Dragon. They were… they were something else entirely. This mentor who came from another dimension that had over 80 years of future knowledge on everypony else in the entire world. After spending 10 years with this individual along with some time in the military in the Great War 19 years ago, she was able to go to university where she graduated top of her class in her major and with several grants, letting her begin work into creating electricity with nuclear power.

“And as you can see under the right conditions uranium can produce more heat than coal ever could and thus make more steam to turn turbines which in turn will produce much more electricity! Now does anyone have any questions?” Trinity finished her lecture as she got a drink of water from her podium so the ponies listening have time to think of questions. As she put the glass down, a couple students were raising their hooves hoping to get her attention. “Yes you the one closest to me.”

The unicorn mare she called on looked to make sure she was actually the one being called on before responding. “Dr. Trinity, how do you hope to control this “reaction” that’ll produce the heat for the steam?”

“Ah that’s a good question.” Trinity said. “You see, currently my colleagues and I believe that the radiation shielding spell I developed in my youth will suffice, but we are looking into magicless means also.” She said as she picked somepony else. “Alright you next.”

The unicorn stallion she picked stood up and straightened his tie with his magic before clearing his throat.

“Yes... one thing I have to ask about using nuclear power is what do we do with the used up fuel rods? I mean those things have to be a huge environmental hazard for Equestria and you couldn’t possibly think your shielding spell would last forever. Now I, along with everyone else, know about your mentor and his wife, and how they came from another world. With that in mind I was thinking perhaps we could send it to another world much like where they came from?”

“Absolutely Not!!” Trinity snapped before seeing the faces everypony was giving her. “What I mean while that can seem like an option on the table when you consider Mr. and Mrs. Safon and where they came from. However there is a big problem with that. You see while I did assist in the construction of the machine that let them go home, Mr. Safon did most of the hard work, while I just helped build the reactor. Also, when they left us for their world, they destroyed all the notes pertaining to interdimensional travel. On top of that, they also took all the machinery that allowed them to travel between dimensions with them when they left. So with that in mind, we have to go for more simplistic means of disposal, which as of now are less savory to you and your concern for our environment such as disposing it in sights similar to those used to store our trash. Now don’t threat we are currently brainstorming much better ways of disposal.”

“I’m sorry Doctor. I was unaware of the extent Mr. Safon went to to ensure his results weren’t replicated.” The stallion said nervously.

“It’s alright that was certainly an option we considered but as I said there are too many factors stopping us from doing that.” She said calming herself down and looking at the clock in the room telling her she was out of time. “Now we are unfortunately out of time for today. I will not be in my office for the rest of the week due to prior commitments but I will be available next week.”

As all the other ponies left the stallion from earlier approached Trinity. “Again Dr. Trinity I want to profusely apologize for what I suggested. I didn’t know about what you did to help and…..”

“I told you it’s alright Mr…” Trinity interrupted before realizing she forgot the student’s name.

“Ivy Mike Doctor. My name is Ivy Mike and I’ve been studying your work for a while now. I’m particularly fascinated by your theory about the destruction that can be unleashed by an uncontained nuclear reaction.” Ivy gushed.

“Now I do hope you realize I included that theory to show why it was important to have a controlled reaction.” Trinity said looking at him getting uncomfortable with where this conversation was going.

Ivy chuckled. “ Of course. But you can’t ignore the possible military applications that kind of destruction can have. With what the Griffin Reich is doing right now in the Zebra continent it’s only a matter of time they come after us for revenge for what we did to them after the Great War and this kind of power can be what stops them.”

“Yes I’m well aware of this and trust me I don’t need you to remind me! The military did a good job at that already. What I want, is you and everyone else to realize is that atomic power can also lead to a golden age - an era in which we don’t have to worry about our power needs. Now then, I’ll have no more of this talk of the destructive power atomic energy could have. If you want to discuss my theories of atomic power with me, feel free to stop by my office and we’ll talk, but I want nothing to do with your ideas of atomic destruction!” Trinity said angrily.

“Of course, Doctor. I’ll try to keep those thoughts out of our future conversations.” Ivy nervously said.

“That’s all I ask,” Trinity said as she put her old military trench coat on. Checking her wristwatch, she mumbled, “Now I simply must go.”

“Of course, Doctor. I look forward to our future discussions.” Ivy said as he put his own coat and fedora on.

Trinity watched him leave before putting on her own fedora and checking the time again. “Should be enough time to drive home.”

Trinity drove home in her 32’ Fancy Pants Sadan, a simple automobile not really fitting of one with her social status but she didn’t really care, it was simple and that was what she wanted. She drove on through Canterlot, passing many protesting workers wanting a job or in lines waiting for a small amount of food. She sighed at the depressing sight of the economic turmoil facing the world these days. It was really disheartening to her to the point where she canceled her newspaper delivery subscription and didn’t get a radio installed in her car.

Eventually she reached her home just outside the city. The home was a rather large manor built by her parents and inherited by her when they died just before the Great War. While she hadn’t really kept it up to the standards her parents used to, it was still an impressive piece of architecture with an ornate style that wasn’t really used that much anymore, due to ponies beginning to go with a more ‘form follows function’ philosophy these days.

She pulled up to the front door and parked the car. Shutting off her car, she grabbed her briefcase of papers and got out of the car. As she walked into her manor, she took off her coat and hung it at the same time as checking the time on the big clock in the foyer.

“I have a few minutes before he gets here.” She told herself as she walked to her kitchen to get something to eat before her guest arrived.

A few moments later, she came from the kitchen with a sandwich and a bottle of cola. As she set the plate and bottle on the parlor table the doorbell rang.

“‘Bout time he got here.” She sighed to herself walking to the front door. Making sure she looked presentable in the mirror by the door, she sighed. “Let’s get this over with.” She said to herself heavily.

“Welcome, Newshound.” Trinity said with a rather fake looking smile as she opened the door.

On the other side of the door was a unicorn dressed in a black three piece suit and fedora. This unicorn was the world famous Equestrian reporter Newshound. He was the first to really use radio as a means of delivering the news to millions of ponies, griffins, threstials, dragons and many others across Equestria, giving them all the same news as it came in. During the Great War, he gained fame from reporting live from the bases near the battlefield, and even in the trenches, speaking to all the soldiers, nurses, and volunteers that he could.

Now, however, instead of reporting on brave stallions and mares returning home after a hard fought war, he was constantly reminding everyone about the economic hardships of today's world.

“Ah Dr. Trinity. It’s been years.” He said as he took his hat off. “How’re you doing today?”

Trinity moved to the side gesturing Newshound inside. “ Yes it indeed has been quite a while, and I’m doing fine... I guess.” She looked behind him expecting someone else. “Didn’t you say a technician would be with you?”

“Oh don’t worry. He’s unloading the equipment from the car.” Newshound told her as he walked into the manor.

After a bit of conversation and setting up of equipment, Newshound and Trinity were sitting in the parlor with a camera pointed at them.

“We should be ready sir.” The technician said adjusting the boom mic stand.

“Thank you.” Newshound said straightening his tie.

“So…” Trinity started looking at the camera. “You want me to go into detail about them?”

“Well yes that’s what we want to get.” Newshound said before noticing her nervousness. “If you want we can postpone until you’re ready.”

Trinity took a deep breath. “No let’s get this over with.”

“Are you sure? The Princess’ can wait if you’re not ready,” Newshound asked unsure. Trinity just nodded in response. “Well, ok. We can take a break when it gets too hard on you.”

Newshound cleared his throat and gestured the technician to start the camera. A small ‘click’ later and the technician returned the gesture. “Ok and…. We’re on, boss.” Newshound nodded and faced the camera.

“Hello future generations of Equestria. My name is Newshound reporter for the Canterlot Times. Our great Princesses have sent me on a mission to archive as much of the history of our great nation as possible. That mission has taken me all over this great nation from the dying buffalo tribes in the last of our untamed land to the high society of Manehattan, and now to one of the brightest minds of our time Dr. Trinity.” The camera turned over to Trinity sitting in the chair trying to not look nervous for the camera before turning back to Newshound. “Dr. Trinity was the assistant of today’s subjects, Henry and Lauren Safon. The two beings from another world who gave us technology, like the radio I use to talk to ponies everyday, or the automobile you drive to work and back. They both gave us so much, and they just... left us. Twenty years ago, after staying with us for ten years. That was when they left. In that time, Dr. Trinity served as an assistant to them, now she’s the pony who knows them the best. So with that, we are here to hear her tell us the story of them through her eyes for the first time.”

The camera then panned out so that they were both visible. Trinity was nervous but knew it was now or never to finally vent. She cleared her throat and began to speak clearly for the camera.

“Thank you Newshound. I remember my time with the two very well. It started Thirty years ago back around 1006 ALB when I was just a ten year old blank flank……”