Author's Note

The characters have all arrived. The mystery is starting to unfold. Will the killer be found amongst these celebrities? Was it Rainbow Dash!?

It isn't Rainbow Dash.

Wonderbolts Reunion 2 - Hectic Day

Suits watched the sun rise and with it two very annoyed thestrals as well. Nightingale was at the very least not scowling though the same couldn't be said for Midnight. He was a surly one whenever he had to force himself up for a morning shift.

“My innate sense of time says this is a load and my bullshit meter agrees.” Midnight groused as he took station with Nightingale.

“Can it Midnight. We know that it sucks but we're on the job. It's our jurisdiction and I'm not letting that prissy Sunbeam Shower take our work from us. The Day Guard had been breathing down my neck on trying to get us into a joint venture when you know that they just want to take our jobs.” Nightingale muttered in a conspiratorial tone.

“Yes, yes, I remember. The school system is full of bigots, the princesses put sugar in our water supply, and there actually is life on the moon that Princess Luna is hiding.” Midnight joked as he put on a stupid voice imitating what he thought a conspiracy nut would sound like.

“The schools are full of bigots. Remember Chancellor Neighsay.” Suits brought up which took the wind out of Midnight’s sails.

“Then what about sugar in the water supply and the little green ponies.” Midnight balked at my assertion.

“First one is more than likely Pinkie Pie and there already are little green ponies. They're called foals.” Suits snarked as he brought up the assignments he was holding on.

Midnight merely groaned as his entire world view was challenged and he more than likely muttered how it was too early for Suits shitty sense of humor. Nightingale didn't agree if her snickering was anything to go by.

“Put in your place, eh Midnight?” Nightingale jabbed at him causing him to groan.

“Shut it. It's too early for this.” Midnight shot back.

“It is but that's not why we're here for. I need you two to keep track of all our guests. Get to know their names and Midnight, you have the most important job of all. Mention Arctic Spire as casually as possible and keep track of their posture. If we get lucky then they'll all react how we think they will. Hopefully, whomever this killer pony is, they'll buck up quickly.” Suits explained though he only uttered Plan A. There were three others and Midnight gave them to him before he went to bed.

“So why am I here?” Nightingale groused feeling completely out of it.

“I needed someone pretty to throw stallions off guard since more likely than not it was a stallion who did this.” Suits answered in a completely neutral tone.

“See. I told those other ponies I still got that sexy strut.” Nightingale started clearly full of herself.

“Unfortunately I could only get you Commander, so please do your best.” Suits finished up with a smug grin on his face.

“Hey! Buck you too.” Nightingale growled out giving Suits the wing tips. “I know everypony enjoys looking at my flanks.”

“Uh-huh. Yeah you're very pretty boss… but focus. If we have the right information and Grove did a good job of screening the pegasi then maybe we'll actually have a decent showing. Drop the name check their reactions and hope that it provides something. Don't tell anypony why you're doing it, make something up to hide that part.” Suits quietly concluded as Gale finally traipsed into the main hall… noticing the two thestral guards.

“Uh… Suits? Why is the Night Guard here this early in the morning?” Gale gave him that questioning look she usually saved for when something was clearly going wrong.

“I’ll… tell you in a bit. Just… just follow me for a bit. You two know what to do, right?” Suits looked the two of them closely as they both gave their cocky grins that signified that they usually knew what they were doing.

“Of course.” Nightingale chirped up giving up a demure look of one of the noble ladies who petitioned the Canterlot nobles for recognition.

“You got it.” Midnight nodded and took position behind the desk with Nightingale while Suits walked over to Zephyr Gale draping a wing over her and trotting away.

“So… think he can explain this one well enough?” Nightingale snickered.

“Maybe. He’s good a weaving together stories when he wants to. Remember that crazy one he told about being friends with Discord?” Midnight chuckled clearly thinking it to be a farce.

“He is friends with him… technically.” Nightingale groaned as she looked at her partner for the day.

“Wait, what? I thought he was just being full of himself again. Like that time he said he fought Queen Chrysalis.” Midnight balked at the notion.

“No that was a load of horseapples. The Discord one, not so much.” Nightingale clarified as she looked through the ledger of potential ponies coming to the event. Midnight, however, looked mortified for some reason. “Why? What’s wrong?”

“I owe Cypress fifty bits… We made a bet that Suits was full of hot air when he said that he was friends with Discord.” Midnight groaned as he slammed his face into the desk.

“Ha! Sucks to be you.” Nightingale laughed as she handed the ledger over to Midnight.

As the two looked over the list they both adopted their work look, finally done with their general ribbing. The Noctis Wing were, if not the only, most informal branch of the entire military complete with their own mascot of Bella Nightshade. It hadn’t helped that Luna personally made sure to make the entire company of ponies out of the weirdest she could find in her entire entourage. Celestia had warned that that many random personalities would invite disaster. It also made them the most recognizable part of the entire Equestrian Military and strangely the most successful. That was, at least, if you counted solving cases with something exploding as collateral as successful.

Regardless, Nightingale gave off her sweetest smile while she sat at the front desk while Midnight gave one of his imperturbable stares to look as mysterious as he possibly could. While it never had the results he wanted it always got a mare’s attention. Whether that was good or not was between him and the mare in question… also the numerous slap marks that usually adorned his cheek after he was finished talking with them.

“So what’s going on then? I thought you weren’t part of the Guard anymore?” Zephyr frowned as she looked Suits in the eye. They weren’t exactly happy looking either.

“Something happened last night. Wonderbolt Alumni got murdered and tossed into the chasms that were formed from the Changeling Incursions.” Suits answered in the most monotonous tone he could manage.

“Really?” Gale’s eyes widened as she shook her head clear. She had taken steps to be a little calmer since the events with Tirek so long ago. “So they brought you back in? Why?”

“The Reunion. It’s being held here so Princess Luna, in her infinite wisdom, decided I needed to be reinstated to lead the investigation. We have several of the Noctis Wing working for us for the entirety of the Reunion and we don’t have to pay them either.” Suits chuckled at that idea. The Hotel needed a bit more maintenance and the extra help.

“Hey! Don’t take advantage of this. You need to focus on the job.” Gale warned him before she got as close as she could to his ear. “Make sure they clear the grounds and clean the fields. We needed help with that.” Gale nuzzled into him clearly hiding the devious smile she wore.

“Of course love. I know that better than anypony. But I need you to keep an eye on the two at the front desk. Hopefully get them to keep from bucking up. Also don’t get involved with talking with any of the Wonderbolts. I think you know why.” Suits knowingly coughed giving her that sign when she was getting too affectionate.

“Shush you. I’ll nuzzle you when I damn well please just like when you enjoy giving my flank a little spank until you chase me into one of the spare rooms to - “ Gale was stopped as a wing flew up to stop her from continuing.

“I get the picture. I was there.” Suits groaned as he used his wing to rub his eyes from how frustrating Gale’s mind could be whenever she got started. For her part, Zephyr merely gave off a cheshire grin. She knew exactly what she was doing. While she couldn’t enjoy getting Suits worked up quite yet, she made the point of having a bit of fun with her stallion’s mind. All she needed to do was provide the stimulation.

“I’ll go make sure that they got everything situated. Are the rest of your buddies also part of the staff?” Gale questioned as she pulled away and started to walk back up to the front desk.

“Yeah. All of them. The gang’s all here… for better or for worse.” Suits gulped at that notion.

“Don’t worry about it. It’s been a few months sure but things are more stable now.” Zephyr lightly chided making Suits nod. Her worries abated for the moment she trotted off for the front desk.

“Yeah… stable.” Suits muttered as he went to speak with Ratchet and Goods.

It took a few minutes of wandering but he eventually heard the tell tale sounds of Ratchet and Goods arguing once again. It was distinctive enough that he was certain that it was once again about the state of breakfast. Suits rolled his eyes as he meandered down the hall towards the kitchen area. He knew he needed all the subtlety and poise afforded to him by his family to make certain that both his employees, caretakers, and in some cases family would calmly and rationally calm down.

“So I got twenty bits on Ratchet finally coming on top while Zephyr places ten on Goods. What’s the topic to destroy today?” Suits loudly proclaimed as he slammed open the door and walked over the threshold.

Clearly, today was not the day for subtlety or poise.

“There you are Suits. What are all these thestrals doing out here? I saw a few inside the main dining hall sitting around a table with most of the good coffee we hoard.” Ratchet growled out.

“Quiet you old nag. That coffee was meant for the guests anyways.” Goods chided her excitable husband who merely huffed at the notion. “And yes I won that argument in case you’re wondering Suits.”

“Damn… I mean… no. No I was right the first time.” Suits coughed as the two looked at him expectantly. “Oh right, the thestrals are here to work at the hotel for a short time during the event. Something happened last night and they are here for it.”

“Suits… I know who they are. That group you worked with for a short while. Something bad happened, didn’t it?” Ratchet took a step forward seemingly knowing what this meant.

“Yeah… Wonderbolt incident and there might be more happening during the event. So I need you two to cooperate with them. They’ll also assist you when you need the help. They’ll all keep their cover during the event.” Suits explained as he went to the door out into the dining hall and looked through the small window. There were the other thestrals attempting to wake up once again.

“Will it be safe?” Goods immediately asked not wasting a beat.

“As safe as it can possibly be.” Suits gritted his teeth.

“We’ll keep an eye out for things then.” Ratchet announced before taking up his own cup of coffee.

“Thanks.” Suits mentioned before stepping out into dining hall.

“So… how much of the hotel do you think will be standing after this?” Ratchet muttered before taking another sip.

“Hopefully the kitchen will stay standing this time.” Goods sighed as she continued getting ready for the few guests around who would get breakfast.

Suits walked up towards the rest of the Noctis Wing. Most everypony was grousing around waiting for anything else to get their attention. Solitary and Nightshade were the only ones that were actually aware enough to look at him. Bramble, Azure, Cypress and Grove were still drinking their own coffee ignoring the world around them.

“Finally you lot got off your lazy flanks. I need you all to get ready for them to show up. All of you will have to work shifts around here to blend in. Any complaints?” Suits spoke up.

“Do we get snazzy uniforms?” Nightshade asked clearly looking enamored over the idea.

“Oh certainly… we’ll get you all maid uniforms complete with short skirts and headdresses.” Suits deadpanned

“Really?” Nightshade shouted complete with twinkling eyes full of hope that it was true.

“No.” Suits stated.

“Bucking buzzkill…” Nightshade muttered under her breath. The other guards just stared at her clearly unsure of what she was thinking of.

“Right… anyways Nightshade and Solitary. You two will be patrolling the grounds. If you can do some of the yard work as well to look inconspicuous. Make sure nopony tries to come in through any of the other entrances. The only ponies that were already here are Fleece, Clarity, Hope and Sombra alongside the staff.” Suits doled out the small list of guests and a few extra notes about where the entrances were.

“Great… I get to garden… lousy cheapskate…” Nightshade muttered under her breath keeping her scathing remarks to a bare minimum. Solitary merely nodded with a small smile. His ears were raised fully up and Suits knew he appreciated the choice to be outside.

There was a time where the two worked as partners and while Solitary never spoke much he did make it known, through his actions, that he enjoyed working outside. It was a pleasure he took whenever they had down time.

“Nightshade, suck it up. You are good at keeping ponies out so make sure you keep aware the entire time.” Suits snapped at the mare making her roll her eyes. With a deep breath she nodded and the two began their patrol… each holding a thermos full of coffee.

“Bramble, Cypress. You'll be working with Ratchet for the duration. You'll be able to go almost anywhere in the hotel as part of the maintenance staff. When the other ponies show up you’ll need to keep track of all of them.” Suits placed their own itinerary on the table.

“So we’re fixing things then?” Cypress questioned.

“Yeah. At least to have cover. Also I remember that you two were good with small tasks. I remember when you fixed that small alarm clock Dusty had.” Suits finished off.

“So why am I doing this as well?” Bramble quirked her eyebrow lifting it up high.

“You’re able to reach things that Ratchet and Cypress can’t. You’re very flexible.” Suits nonchalantly stated.

“I-I’m not flexible… you idiot.” Bramble blushed as she hid behind her wings. Suits just stared at her unsure about why she was but continued to look over the rest of the work they needed to do.

“Just… just find Ratchet. He should still be in the kitchen.” Suits groaned before rubbing his eyes with his hoof. He needed a nap to focus on the rest of the day.

“Got it.” Cypress stepped up grabbing his own thermos while Bramble reluctantly followed looking once more at Suits before leaving.

“Weird… Anyways Azure and Grove you’ll be helping Goods with food. I’ll admit this is more to keep you busy for your real job. You’ll be tasked with night patrols. So help Goods as best you can then sleep until it’s time for you to patrol. Stick together at all times. We don’t know who this pony is and I’d rather neither of you get plucked.” Suits finished off placing the last notes for the two of them on the table.

“See. I knew he cared about us even when he sometimes acts like a flankhole.” Grove grinned as she flapped her wings idly.

“He’s not that much of a flankhole. Maybe only half.” Azure chuckled in agreement.

“Yeah, yeah it is to laugh. Now if you two flankholes could get off your flanks and into the kitchen maybe we’d actually get something done.” Suits shot back to the laughter of his two friends.

Suits waited until they had left the room before sitting down at the now empty table. A smile slowly took its place on his face. It wasn’t something that happened often. Azure and Grave sharing barbs with one another as the three of them fought to be top dog. Cypress and his stalwart nature when dealing with problems. Bramble’s constant staring on him still seemed to persist. Solitary remaining a beacon of poise and control while Nightshade still was a terrible flirt whenever she had the chance.

“It really has been too long…” Suits muttered under his breath resting his face in between his front hooves.

The comradery he felt with everypony seemed to still hold strong even after several months of trying to put that life behind him. It wasn’t because it was a bad time of his life. He couldn’t place his hoof on why he didn’t want to be a guard anymore but something inside his soul seemed to resonate with the hotel and in the long run he knew where he needed to be. Still… there was always a longing to do a bit more with his life that never seemed to be satisfied just by staying within the hallowed halls of his ancestral home. Even if he thought that his ancestors were just shitty ponies in general for warping his father and grandfather into horrible monsters.

“Now for my part in all this.” Suits hissed under his breath as he made his way to meet with Hope and Sombra.

“You two ready?” Zephyr Gale smiled as she tucked in some extra notes and took out the special ledger she had been given for the occasion.

“Always.” Nightingale chuckled.

“Mm-hmm.” Midnight nodded and took out his quill.

“Ok. I’ll greet them with the hoof shake and you two work your magic.” Gale announced as she left the two behind the desk and stepped up front.

It was about ten in the morning when the first of the Wonderbolt Alumni appeared. His name was Thunderlane, a dark grey pegasus with a light cyan mane stepping into the hall with a suitcase hitched under his left wing. He seemed to be peer around pensively before stepping up to the front desk.

“Welcome to the Arcana Hotel. My name is Zephyr Gale and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Here for the reunion?” Gale smiled as Thunderlane shook her hoof.

“Yes I’ve been… looking forward to it for a while now.” Thunderlane answered as he reluctantly stepped towards the desk.

“Please don’t be shy. Just sign your name up on our ledger with our two helpful employees and we’ll have you situated very quickly.” Gale nodded as she returned back near the front door.

Thunderlane gruffly stepped up to the front desk as a ledger and quill was placed in front of him. He gingerly took it in his wing tips and signed his name.

“Nice to see a Wonderbolt regular once again. So did you know Arctic Spire?” Nightingale bluntly brought up slowly resting her head oh her right hoof as she half lidded her eyes slowly blinking them in an enticing manner. Midnight, thanks to years of training, didn't retch at the sight of the blatantly mediocre flirting occurring.

He instead watched Thunderlane closely. He noted how his wings slightly flinched upward. The pursing of his lips and the furrow of his brow. The pony was deep in thought.

“Oh, her. Yeah she was an old colleague. Nothing more. Didn't think she would be showing up…” Thunderlane admitted before trotting away, a worried look upon his face.

“What do you think, Midnight?” Nightingale brought up keeping an eye on Thunderlane.

“Bit twitchy but nothing concrete. He is hiding something though.” Midnight commented.

“Right then.” Nightingale circled his name on the notes she was making beneath the desktop.

“Welcome to the Arcana Hotel. My name is Zephyr Gale and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintances. Please sign the ledger up at the front desk.” Gale announced to the next pair of ponies.

“Likewise Ms. Gale. And might I add you look beautiful today.” The moderate cerulean stallion with the light sea green mane complimented Gale to the scowl of his company.

“What's that supposed to mean?” The light chartreuse greenish gray mare with the tricolor mane brought up to the cringe of the stallion.

“I didn't mean anything by it Vapor. Calm down.” The stallion quickly stated.

“I'm sure you didn't Sky Stinger. I'm. Sure. You. Didn't.” Vapor growled out as she approached the front desk.

‘Yikes… ‘ Gale thought as she returned to the front door away from the drama.

“Here you go, you happy couple you.” Nightingale shouted out clearly uncomfortable by the glare Vapor Trail was giving her. It wasn't helped by the fact that Sky Stinger was acting like a mare’s stallion. Or at least trying. The ledger and quill were placed in front of them

“Hey baby… how you doing?” Stinger tried to say as suavely as possible before Vapor kicked his back left hoof to get him to stop. With a scowl he signed his name and handed the quill over to her allowing her to do the same.

“Always good to see some of the new blood from the Wonderbolts. Wonder when my friend Arctic Spire will show up.” Nightingale brought up and nonchalantly rolled her hoof in tiny circles to appear as aloof as possible.

Midnight watched the two carefully as Stinger bit his lip and kept his gaze towards the ceiling. Vapor, on the other hand, looked extremely livid. Her pupils had contracted to pinpricks and her wings nearly flared in agitation.

“Yes. Wonder when she'll get here.” Vapor quietly stated her tone dangerous and low before she trotted off.

“I'm sorry about that. She's… been under a lot of stress lately.” Sky Stinger apologized before joining Vapor Trail who merely harrumphed as he got near. He quickly followed after her trying his best to schmooze his way back into her good side.

“Yikes… there's a lot of tension, eh?” Nightingale sighed out clearly trying to keep herself from having a panic attack.

“You're telling me. Are we even sure it's a stallion who did this crime?” Midnight muttered low enough that Nightingale had to strain her ears to hear.

“That's the working theory. Though I see what you're saying. There's something there, isn't there?” Nightingale answered back placing Vapor Trail’s name on the list as well.

“Well there's something but even I'm not sure if we should look too deeply into that hornet's nest.” Midnight admitted looking back over the guest list. Three of twenty members had appeared, not including Arctic Spire.

“Welcome to the Arcana Hotel. My name is Zephyr Gale and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Please sign your name at the front desk all you ponies.” Gale welcome the group of eight ponies, all mares.

The former leader has of the Wonderbolts, Spitfire, stood at the front of the pack her scowl well worn as she looked around the main hall. Being in the company of her… replacements was taking its toll on her. The brilliant gold pegasus with the vivid orange mane looked as though she wanted to be anywhere else than there.

To her left was Fleetfoot. She seemed a little aloof at the situation looking away from the group and toward Gale who politely waved at her. The light arctic blue pegasus with the light grey mane waved back.

Following her were the ponies Surprise, Angel Wings and Misty Fly each talking amongst each other. Surprise was a white pegasus with a vivid yellow mane that poofed up like cotton candy. Angel Wings, a light tangelo gray pegasus with a scarlet gray mane with crimson streaks running through it, politely waved back with an appreciative smile. Misty Fly, a grayish olive pegasus with a dual toned arctic blue mane, merely nodded before getting Surprise’s attention again.

To Spitfire’s right was Rainbow Dash, the fastest pegasus alive, allegedly. Her rainbow mane seemed to flow in the wind as she confidently strutted into the hall. Gale raised a brow when she hoof bumped her outstretched hoof. It certainly was casual enough.

Following her were High Winds and Wildfire. High Winds was a light goldish grey pegasus with a two tone cobalt mane who also waved to Gale. Wildfire, a pale light grayish amber pegasus with dark grayish brown mane, rolled her eyes at Rainbow Dash for her casual attitude.

The eight ponies all went up to the front desk and took turns signing their name.

“My... almost all the mares of the Wonderbolts in one place. Seems like you're missing two more. One of them was Arctic Spire, right Midnight?” Nightingale casually stated.

Midnight merely nodded his head and watched everypony’s reaction. It was a taxing prospect seeing as there were eight ponies at once. Spitfire looked disinterested for some reason. Fleetfoot and Rainbow Dash seemed to be reminiscing fondly about times long ago. High Winds and Wildfire both looked a bit more concerned about things that he couldn’t possibly figure out. Surprise and Angel Wings shared the same look as Fleetfoot and Rainbow Dash. Misty Fly, meanwhile, appeared annoyed for some reason.

“She’ll get here eventually.” Spitfire shrugged it off before trotting off for the dining hall.

“Hey Spitfire! What’s wrong?” Rainbow Dash called out as she and Fleetfoot rushed after her.

“That was weird.” Wildfire muttered as she flapped off after the three.

“Hey! Where’s everypony going?” Surprise called out confused about what was going on.

“Just let it go Surprise. It’s not worth the headache.” High Winds groaned as she trotted off as well.

“You need to let it go Surprise. You know how it goes sometimes.” Angel Wings sighed as she walked with the rest of the ponies.

“”You’ll have to forgive everypony… Arctic Spire was a polarizing pony.” Surprise admitted to Midnight and Nightingale.

“How come?” Nightingale whispered back completely going along with the gossip.

“I don’t want to say… just. She was just the reason we wound up falling.” Surprise muttered before trotting off.

Midnight wrote down more notes leaving off the rest of his thoughts until later. There was too much to go over at this point. Nightingale gave him a worried look since no one had ever heard about the reason that the Wonderbolts had disbanded. There were numerous theories and rumors floating around that nopony really knew what happened.

The official word was that nopony could decide on the next leader and there was a falling out between the three candidates Soarin, Rainbow Dash, and Fleetfoot. At first glance it was a flimsy idea seeing as Rainbow Dash and Fleetfoot were still friends and still close. There was no solid word from Soarin

“So… looks like there’s something more to this than we thought isn’t there?” Nightingale growled out feeling as though something else was going on throughout all this.

“Isn’t there always something going on beneath the surface? We got a hoof hold now in what’s going on at the very least. Now we have Arctic Spire at the center of everything. So far only Misty Fly and Spitfire seem suspicious. Though that’s not saying much if there was something bubbling underneath the surface.” Midnight muttered and closed his eyes fully lost in his thoughts.

“Don’t zone out yet. We still have the other half to greet.” Nightingale chided Midnight as they prepared for the next group.

“Welcome to the Arcana Hotel. My name is Zephyr Gale and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintances. Please sign your name at the front desk.” Gale nodded at the group of stallions that appeared.

“How you doing baby… so I’m new in the area how bout you and me - “ An arctic bluish gray stallion with light turquoise mane with light opalish gray mane started to hit on Gale.

“Sorry. I’m spoken for and I don’t date jocks.” Gale politely smiled as she ignored the pony in general to his chagrin and the laughter of six other stallions.

“Looks like you struck out there, eh Silver Zoom?” A cornflower blue stallion with a grayish phthalo blue mane chuckled.

“Oh shut it Soarin.” Silver muttered as he trotted ahead to the desk.

Amongst the group of Soarin and Silver Zoom were eight other stallions. A steel blue stallion with dark purplish blue mane by the name of Wave Chill. He chuckled and went ahead leaving Silver Zoom to glare at him.

Following them were the other four stallions each rolling their eyes or chuckling at the failure. The light goldish grey pegasus with the dual cobalt gray mane was named Wind Waker who was animatedly talking with a light blue pegasus with dual amber mane by the name of Lightning Streak. They didn’t seem to be fully paying attention to the others using their ears to figure out by context clues what was going on.

The white coated pegasus with the orange mane with pale streaks intertwined within it was named Fire Streak. Once retired to become a teacher he came back for a few shows due in no small part to the invasion a few years He seemed to carry himself with a little more dignity than the others though he was also wearing a scarf even though it was overly warm that morning.

Behind him were the last two pegasi who seemed to carry themselves as drill instructors. The light gray pegasus with the dark grayish brown mane by the name of Fast Clip was conspiratorially whispering to a gray pegasus with even darker gray mane following beside him. That pony was Whiplash, one of the harshest instructors in the history of the academy.

Gale made certain to keep her eye on them as they all traipsed up to desk. With the fact that some of the stallions had tried to check her out subtly she made sure her flank wasn’t pointed at them. It wasn’t so much a self conscious decision as it was more she didn’t want to entertain any wandering eyes. Celestia above, she knew that there were plenty of that when the actual guests were coming in. Besides… this was Nightingale’s big selling point.

What was more exotic to a daytime pony than a thestral… at least in her mind at this point. They still hadn’t attracted any zebra guests so this was the next best thing. Nightingale, meanwhile, looked over the spread in front of her. Her flirtatious assaults tempered only by the fact that one of them could possibly be a murderer. The other added problem was that she needed them to believe she was interested. Information didn’t come easy most of the time.

“Well… welcome colts. Glad to see that there are some handsome stallions around here.” Nightingale coyly smirked licking her lips lasciviously. Several stallions looked a bit nervous from her look and most nervously trotted up.

“Ease up Night… don’t scare them away now.” Midnight chuckled though his smile didn’t reach his eyes as he was looking over the herd… at least as best as he could since all of them were nervous.

“Oh… I’m sure I could find some backbone in some of them.” Nightingale smirked as she looked over the crowd.

“See I told you there were cool mares around here.” Silver Zoom announced looking extremely smug as he returned the look towards Nightingale.

“Meh… I prefer mares still. I’m still waiting to see Arctic Spire.” Midnight mentioned and turned his attention over to the stallions.

Wave Chill, Lightning Streak, and Wind Waker all folded their ears down making certain to keep their eyes averted at the mention of the mare in question. Silver Zoom was too busy making goo-goo eyes at Nightingale. Soarin, Whiplash, Fast Clip, and Fire Streak merely scowled at the mention of that name.

Midnight slowly placed the ledger in front of everypony as they took turns signing it. Soarin made many ink splatters, Whiplash nearly tore the page, Fast Clip wrote with his off wing, and Fire Streak slashed out his name once for some reason. Midnight said nothing of the peculiar ways that each signed but the gears in her mind were turning quickly. Wave Chill did a fancy loop de loop for his signature, Lightning Streak placed a lighting bolt for his, and Wind Waker made sharp strikes. Silver Zoom had to be mitigated to signing with Nightingale urging him with her wing under his chin.

Soarin rolled his eyes and dragged Silver Zoom away as everypony made their way to the main hall with the other ponies already within. Fast Clip was the last pony out of the room taking his sweet time and making certain to give all three ponies a curt nod. Zephyr merely returned the nod though her eyes harshened for some reason.

Nightingale quickly spit into one of the potted plants taking a bite out of a small hibiscus flower she pulled out of her pack she kept under the desk. She quickly scrubbed another hibiscus bud on her tongue and spit once again into the potted plant.

“That was horrifying… was it even worth it in the end?” Nightingale groused as her head hit the desk top.

“I think so.” Midnight admitted. “Three of them looked suspicious and the other four wanted to burn holes into my face when I mentioned her. Right now… stallions are most likely the culprit.”

“Is it that Silver Zoom?” Nightingale asked hope edging into her voice. “I hope it's that wannabe casanova…”

“Unfortunately… no he isn’t. I can guarantee that. He was too far into fawning into you to actually be suspicious… and if Arctic Spire was tortured as she was then she would have had this idiot wrapped around her hoof.” Midnight growled out looking as though he was disgusted by what he saw.

“Damn… so now we have all the stallions. Are we missing anypony?” Nightingale pouted as she remained annoyed by what she had to do.

“One mare. I don’t know her name but I know that there were ten stallions, eleven mares. Arctic Spire won’t be joining us though.” Midnight muttered and sighed as he looked over the ledger and his own words.

“Right… we have far too many mysteries going on right now though. And everything is revolving around Arctic Spire. The Wonderbolts are a team that was known worldwide and yet look at what happened. They fell to infighting and most likely something that involved Arctic Spire. We won’t know the whole story until we can get those ponies talking about it all.” Nightingale summarized as she found Suits bottle of Minotaur booze that was hidden in the desk shelves.

“Don’t. We still got a job to do.” Midnight chided her making sure she didn’t pick the bottle up.

“Yeah… I got it. Hope I get some by the time this is all over.” Nightingale groused as she placed the bottle back down.

“Maybe… you know how Suits is with his liquor. Let’s get ready for the last guest then.” Midnight sighed as he steeled himself for the last guest.

“Welcome to the Arcana Hotel. My name is Zephyr Gale and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Please sign your name up at the front desk so we can check you in.” Zephyr greeted the new mare who entered the hotel.

“Thanks… I guess. So… the Wonderbolts are here then?” The mare stated with a small bit of hesitancy to her voice.

“Yes… and you are?” Gale rolled her hoof trying to coax her name out of her.

“Blaze. Look don’t worry about knowing my name. Let me just get this reunion over with.” Blaze, the light yellow pegasus with the brilliant gamboge mane, muttered as she trotted over to the front desk.

“Hi there.” Nightingale waved though kept her smile muted.

“Yeah.” Blaze muttered as she took the ledger closer and signed.

“You must have been looking forward to all this.” Midnight cautiously stated.

“Yeah… looks that way.” Blaze gritted her teeth and trotted away before anything else could be said.

As soon as the mare left the main entry hall Nightingale and Midnight breathed deeply a sigh of relief. The intensity of her glare had left a deep impression on the two. Even as they realized that neither of them could mention anything about Arctic Spire neither were bothered by that detail. Her actions were suspicious enough as it was though without that clincher of information she would remain suspect throughout her stay.

“So… that went well. Was that the last Wonderbolt?” Midnight glanced to Nightingale who merely nodded and placed the ledger down.

“As far as we know. None of the other Wonderbolt Alumni even RSVP’d to the event. As far as I know these are the only ones who would be here for the reunion… or even willing to meet once again. It’s easier though… makes our job far, far easier.” Nightingale growled out as she looked over the names.

“You two good?” Zephyr Gale trotted up to the desk adorned a sympathetic smile while she looked over the haggard remains of the two Night Guards as they tried to keep themselves awake.

“For now.” Midnight muttered.

“Oh buck up. It’s fine. We’re the Noctis Wing, uber badflanks of Princess Luna and don’t you forget it.” Nightingale jabbed her elbow into Midnight who playfully rolled his eyes at the confidence booster.

“Yeah but we’re really out of our depth here. We need to get some of our Lunar Unicorn Corps out here just in case. At the very least we could keep the perpetrator from gaining anymore victims.” Midnight brought up a worried stare looking towards the front door.

“Don’t worry about it. Suits already has somepony on the case in case anything does happen. We’re very lucky that they wanted to stay here so long.” Gale mentioned as she ushered the two off to the kitchen to get the two some coffee.

“Really? Who does he got here?” Midnight asked clearly feeling the effects of the late morning on his body.

“Really? Don’t you remember the unicorns staying here?” Nightingale chided her partner… who was still staring blankly ahead. “Oh right… you get worse the longer the morning goes on. Zephyr… let’s just get him to bed.”

“Huh? Oh yes. Which room is he in?” Gale questioned looked over her shoulder at the two.

“He’s in 306. I’m 304.” Nightingale admitted.

“I’m guessing you want to sleep for a while then huh?” Gale tittered slightly covering her mouth with a hoof.

“Gale… I love you and all but if you start making any nocturnal jokes I will knock you into next week.” Nightingale deadpanned.

“Oh my… I hope my legs could take it.” Gale blushed before breaking into laughter.

“Great… I’m heading to bed and the only pony to actually hit on me rather than give me weird attempts of looking seductive and she’s already taken.” Nightingale snarkily replied never breaking the stride.

“At the very least you know mares will always check you out.” Midnight brought up to the laughter of Gale who could barely walk a straight line at that point.

“Shut it Midnight.” Nightingale blanched and blushed heavily flapping her wings and flying away for her room. Gale left Midnight at his room and immediately went to go find Suits… he most likely would need help for later.

During the Entrance of the Wonderbolts

Suits immediately went to room 108. It was one that he had personally gifted to two friends he had known over the course of these past five years or so. He usually forgot how long it was mostly from not caring about quantity of time and more the quality. Reluctantly, he raised his hoof and knocked on the door.

“Coming~” A voice called out before opening the door… and her eyes settled on Suits. “Oh… hello Suits. Is it already Wednesday?” Radiant Hope tilted her head a little confused since they usually met Wednesday to discuss things over tea and coffee.

“No it’s actually Friday. I’m sorry to bother you two like this but it is slightly important.” Suits admitted feeling like he wanted to get things over with quicker.

“I see… Come in. I have a feeling you want to tell both of us.” Hope smiled… though her worry broke through.

“Hope! Who is it?” Sombra called out.

“It’s Suits! He needs to talk with us!” Hope called back as the two ponies trotted into the small couch area where Sombra was reading one of the most recent books of the Daring Do series.

“Ah… I knew this day would come. We’re being kicked out.” Sombra immediately jumped to a point which Suits had heard before.

“No Sombra. I’ve told you several… hundreds of times over the course of the last five years. That’s not going to happen.now and it’s not going to happen later. It’s something else that’s far more important.” Suits quickly cut him off from going on his other tangents of how Suits would charge them more, or try to take Hope or any other excuses he came up with.

“Honey… I love you but he’s been on the level with us this entire time. You need to stop worrying about things like this.” Hope nuzzled into Sombra who finally relaxed enough to sit back down.

“Sorry… just used to those looks. Anyways this must be important since aren’t Fridays the days that Zephyr ties you to your room.” Sombra posited crossing his arms and closing his eyes in thought.

“Damn it Zephyr…” Suits muttered under his breath.

“Oh don’t be too mad. She only tells us it happens, no details. No matter how much I try to coax out of her.” Hope giggled as Suits and Sombra both sighed in exasperation.

“Ok enough. Enough! Jeez… look I came to tell you that we’re hosting the Wonderbolts Reunion. There will be Wonderbolts roaming the hotel for the next three days. We also have members of the Noctis Wing staying.” Suits informed the two.

“Something went wrong.” Sombra immediately brought up as a grimace stuck to his face. Hope didn’t want to admit it but even sitting next to Sombra and in his left arm she could see the grim look on Suits face.

“Murder. A Wonderbolt was plucked and tossed into the pits. For the most part it seems like it was one of them who did it. So right now we’re examining them and their reactions right now. The reason I’m telling you two is because I may need extra muscle on this and I was hoping you two could help me out.” Suits grunted as he had to admit that he needed help.

“Yes.” Sombra said without an ounce of hesitation. “You’ve given us a home, why wouldn’t we help you?”

“I agree. Though what did you want us to actually do? We’re not official guards or have any form of training.” Hope frowned since this could have been far more dangerous than anything the three knew.

“You don’t need to do anything but watch out for each other. I will admit that this visit is more precautionary… its for if the criminal does get his way. We can’t be certain he isn’t after another pony. If they do get somepony I need Hope to hopefully heal said pony before they die and I need you, Sombra, to protect her and the injured in case he tenaciously decides not to take no for an answer.” Suits explained detailing his plan out for the two to go over.

“You really think it’ll get to that point though?” Hope wondered aloud.

“Honestly no. But if my life is anything to go by anything is possible. I could justify my viewpoints to you by telling you about my father but we’ve done that song and dance before already and I’ll admit I’m tired of using it as an excuse for whatever paranoia is going on in my head. Just trust me on this.” Suits mirthlessly chuckled as he looked back at the two both staring at him with a bit of sympathy. “None of that. I’m a big colt now. Pay my own taxes and everything.”

“No I got it. Looks Suits, you’re like a brother to me. An annoying little twerp who constantly ducks back into, what did you call it… ah, yes you’re emo phase so I’ll do my best to help you out.” Sombra smirked as he was getting used to the lingo now used in the current age.

“Yes, yes, and you’re the older brother still holding on to that hair metal phase wearing whatever glam rock look was popular way back then.” Suits countered though it was usually for naught.

“What is hair metal… and glam rock?” Sombra and Hope both actually asked.

“Ugh… we’ll make it a double date night and head out for Canterlot sometime next week. We’ll teach you then.” Suits muttered forgetting how displaced in time the two actually were.

“Ooh neat. I get to get all fancied up.” Hope cheered as she hopped around a bit.

“It won’t be really fancy will it?” Sombra groaned out clearly not liking where this topic was going.

“Not too fancy… No black tie or dresses. It’ll be a bit more casual without meeting with the Princesses… thank the savior.” Suits muttered the last thing under his breath

“Oh thank the savior.” Sombra muttered under his own breath as well while Hope was far too busy glamorizing what was going on to hear us.

“Hope. Hope. Hope!” Suits cried out getting Hope to calm enough to not be bouncing around like a school filly.

“Yes Suits?” Hope sweetly smiles finally looking at him.

“Zephyr will come get you ready that day.” Suits sighed finally getting Hope to get a little calmer at this point. Suits got up to leave only to get a bear hug from Hope nearly choking the life out of him before she galloped off for their bedroom giggling like a filly.

“Thanks for this Suits.” Sombra quietly stated.

“Sombra. We are friends already. We’ve been at this for more than what? Four years? Five?” Suits motioned with his left hoof hoping to coax the length of time from Sombra.

“About four. I’ll admit that we didn’t expect to be here for that long but… what can I say? This is home now. So don’t worry, we’ll watch your back.” Sombra stated.

“Thanks. Keep yourselves safe and don’t worry about getting into any fight should anything happen. The rest of our secret guards will handle things while we’re here.” Suits nodded as if affirming to himself what he wanted to deal with.

“Take care.” Sombra chuckled as he led Suits out their door and back into the hallway and entered his room leaving Suits to ponder over things.

Gale immediately flapped her wings racing directly for Sombra and Hope’s room to find Suits… standing directly in front of their door and jumped into him. She immediately hugged him taking him in her arms and relaxing into him.

“Gale…” Suits sighed out loud as he was splayed to the ground with a large crystal pegasus covering him.

“Yes?” Gale cheekily smirked up clearly knowing what she was doing.

“It’s not night time, you know that right?” Suits peered down at the mare half lidding his eyes in annoyance.

“It is a certain thestral’s night time.” She countered back.

“Fair enough but this seems a little too random, even for you, to tackle me to the ground.” Suits mentioned wrapping his hooves around her as she got close enough to snuggle into his neck letting her mouth get close to his ear.

“So far all of them made different reactions towards the mention of the name, only the last mare Blaze didn’t show any reaction. All of them are in the dining hall where the other three are getting food ready for them. We may need to divide and conquer when it comes to questioning.” Gale whispered into his ear hiding her words beneath the act of snuggling.

It was something they worked out during the Second Changeling Invasion. The fields were a final battleground but certain infiltrators had managed to get into the hotel to undermine everything that the ponies had worked for. Gale and Suits came up with a more effective method of keeping information to themselves whenever something was going on. The fact it worked made Suits question just how smart the changeling hordes were… even if it did root out infiltrators because they couldn’t handle the intense love Gale put into her hugs.

“Yes love I know you want to snuggle but we have to get ready for the guests.” Suits sighed as he patted her back pressing below her wings telling her he understood the situation. In response, Gale tapped her right hoof four times against his chest confirming everything.

“Fine… I’ll wait till later.” Gale muttered with a hollow smile on her face as she let Suits get back up.

“So how did those two do?” Suits mentioned as his mind was awash with other things. The small fact that Blaze was extremely abrasive the moment she entered the hotel set warning bells off in his head.

“Fine actually. I was worried when Nightingale was being flirty with the Wonderbolt Stallions but she managed to pull it off pretty well. She was eyeing your liquor you hide under the desk though.” Gale chuckled though a bit stiltedly. She knew about the bottle but from the tiny glances she gave Suits he could tell that she didn't exactly approve.

“That was a gift and I don't drink nearly enough for that to be a problem. One glass when it is completely empty… plus I'm the owner. I should get a slight pass by that virtue.” Suits grunted.

“That's fine. I would rather you drink the ciders though since that yak brand is really strong though. Mostly because there is always the chance somepony could waltz in while you're blitzed.” Gale rolled her eyes remembering something that had happened.

“That was one time.” Suits shot back.

“Yes. To Princess Luna and you were lucky she is so quirky around thestrals. I don't think you muttering about how nice her full moon was was fully appreciated. Though I did like the tongue lashing you gave me that night.” Gale blushed as she recalled the little pats Luna gave Suits on the head telling him how precious he was and how frisky it made him afterwards.

“I didn't yell at you… oh, that lashing. You know one of these nights I'm going to figure out how you got this blatant about our sex life.” Suits sighed… a seemingly recurring theme at this point.

“I blame the fact that our first night didn't end until a week later.” Gale giggled as the two walked off for the kitchen and dining hall. She also secretly thanked that conversation she had with Cadence the night before she committed to seducing Suits.

From the door Hope opened the door and looked out at the happy couple trotting off to work.

“Sombra? Do you ever think we need to be more open like those two are?” Hope questioned as she stared off into the distance.

“Probably not. One public display of affection is enough for this hotel and us doing the same will just look like we're copying them.” Sombra muttered as Hope’s tail started to swish around.

“I call it a homage. Let's make them proud!” Hope shouted as she closed the door and jumped at Sombra.

“Wait, what?” Sombra managed to get out as he was tackled to the floor. For his part, he was just glad the Hope had closed the door this time.

Meanwhile…

Outside around the perimeter of the hotel flew the unlikely duo of Bella Nightshade and Solitary Confinement.carefully flapped around searching for anything out of the ordinary. Much to her chagrin, there was no sign of anything out of the ordinary. Nightshade growled out as she looked over the backyard noting the somewhat cleaned out pool and several topiary sculptures that were slightly overgrown.

“You believe this Solitary? We’ve been sent out to deal with random things while all the big things happen outside.” Nightshade muttered as she brushed off some of the debris on the sculptures.

Solitary looked her over and shrugged fixing his own sculpture carefully doing a lot more than Bella had done with hers. He then looked over the backyard seemingly content at the moment if the smile on his face was anything to go by. After trotting over to Bella he took over and cleaned up her sculpture much more thoroughly.

“Show off… You think there’s even going to be any way for the criminal to come around here? This place is so out of the way and only this hotel is out here.” Bella muttered as she crossed her hooves.

Solitary nodded somewhat enthusiastically as he pointed over at the small paths around the entire building. The windows all appeared locked at the very least. Then he unfurled his wing and pointed carefully at it. She peered around noting just how many places somepony could dump something around here and how well hidden they would be since Suits was too lazy, in her opinion, with keeping maintenance of the hotel yards.

The two continued their walk around and peered into the dining room. Solitary grimaced when he noted that all the guests were extremely wary of one another with small cliques forming from them. The only problem by who seemed to be able to mingle amongst the entire crowd was the rainbow maned mare flapping around keeper by the peace.

“She has her work cut out for her, doesn't she Solitary?” Bella chimed in half lidded her eyes in annoyance from the looks of distrust plastered against almost every Wonderbolts face. The few holdouts were starting to crack under the strain.

“Loyalties will be tested today.” Solitary muttered giving on of his cryptic warnings he sometimes doled out.

“This is a treat then. Got you to speak and all it took was for ponies to be at each other's throats.” Bella deadpanned despite the severity of the problem.

Solitary shrugged and nudged his head to the side clearly uncomfortable at being called out. Bella rolled her eyes but followed along as they continued searching around the perimeter. Unbeknownst to them one pony quietly looked out the window… watching the pair explore the main grounds. The pony in question snorted but kept their cool realizing that they could still succeed… rolling the small necklace with the Hanged Pony connected to it under his wing. Nopony seemed to notice that anything was going on.

Meanwhile, at the same time...

Grove looked over the spinach dip he was making placing it on the tray that Goods had been setting up before. While not a perfect it fit the very least with the rest of the vegetable plate. She idly began to lift the large tray when Azure stopped her.

“What?” Grove quirked her head to the side.

“Wait till we fill the other tray. At the very least we look can look professional before we turn in for the day.” Azure mentioned as he started to work on the next tray.

“This is kind of easy… Kind of wish we got the patrol job.” Grove growled out as Azure went on his tiny perfectionist kick they had tried to temper out of him.

“Oh don't be that way. We have a much harder job. When we go out there we're gonna have to do something more dangerous than that. You hear it don't you?” Azure got close while Baked Goods worked even through the harsh voices that echoed from the dining hall. Grove had to swivel her ears around when she heard a particularly harsh phrase calling one of the ponies a whorse… it was mortifying.

“Luna damn him. Why did Suits give us this job?” Grove splayed her ears down clearly not wanting to hear anymore.

“Because he knew the two of us were the right ponies for the job. We're gonna have the hardest parts since we'll be up close and personal with these ponies. Then we're going to keep watch dur by the night.” Azure eased her down patting her back to calm her down.

“Joy. Fine, if only because I enjoy my ego being stroked.” Grove muttered as she picked up her tray.

“Not the only thing you get stroked.” Azure joked while Grove merely glared at the stallion. “Sorry…”

“You give up far too easily Azure. It was funny but you need to have a little more spine when you joke around.” Grove giggled as Azure pouted at being tricked.

“Wait… is this why Nightingale still uses those nicknames for me?” Azure questioned as he picked up his own tray and Goods merely kept working on her things.

“Pretty much. She’s waiting for you to figure out those little social cues before she gives you the benefit of the doubt. Let’s get out there already.” Grove led on knocking the swinging doors open.

As soon as the two trotted in every single Wonderbolt stopped what they were doing. The two placed the tray alongside some of the other snack foods keeping quiet as they did so because of all the glares they were receiving. Grove stamped her foot down cracking the tiles below her hooves and snorting loudly after she placed the tray down. Through sheer intimidation Hidden Grove had caused all the ponies aside from Spitfire, who was still glaring, Rainbow Dash, who was still trying to calm ponies down, and Surprise, who was frowning confusedly over the anger that permeated the entire room.

The two quickly left the room taking cover behind the swinging door and each took a deep breath. Azure was still shaking from the pressure he felt while Grove growled out in frustration.

“That… that could have gone better.” Azure stifled out getting his legs back into working order.

“At the very least we know how the Wonderbolts as a whole were doing. We can sign two off the suspect list as well. Rainbow Dash and Surprise. Both mares were more focused on either fixing the problems or trying to hide from it.” Grove muttered out as she looked through the window back into the dining room.

“I’m glad that all their things made their way to their rooms. All of them are on the second floor right?” Azure questioned as he followed Grove’s actions to look out the window.

“Yeah… Cypress and Bramble are taking care of things. I think that they were the ones that were handling placement of all the guests.” Grove mentioned as she kept an eye on the guests.

Meanwhile...

“And this is where we’re keeping all of them then?” Cypress mentioned to Ratchet as he led them around the second floor.

“Yes. Suits was clear on this when he gave me my instructions. Mares are in 201 to 205 and stallions are in 206 to 210.” Ratchet explained as he handed the two a copy of the master key for the entire hotel.

“So we’re gonna handle this floor then?” Bramble brought up as she put the small master key in her mane.

“Pretty much. I’ll be leaving this to you two for now. Memorize this floor.” Ratchet mentioned. “I’ll be heading around the first floor for now. I trust you two can handle things here?”

“Yeah, we got no problems here.” Cypress chuckled as he bowed his head slightly and Ratchet trotted away to his own rounds.

The two thestrals settled into a small groove as they walked through the hall checking each room more carefully. From looking at the objects in each room they figured out where everypony was staying. Of the mares; Spitfire and Fleetfoot were sequestered in 201, Rainbow Dash and Blaze were placed in 202, Surprise and Misty Fly were going in 203, Angel Wings and Vapor Trail registered in 204 and High Winds and Wildfire are in 205. Of the stallions; Soarin and Thunderlane are in 206, Lightning Streak and Fire Streak in 207, Wave Chill and Sky Stinger in 208, Silver Zoom and Wind Waker in 209 and Fast Clip and Whiplash in 210.

“At the very least we know now where everypony stays at. Bramble. Bramble, are you listening?” Cypress shook his partner’s shoulder getting her attention.

“What? Sorry I was… thinking about something.else.” Bramble muttered averting her eyes from Cypress.

“You know it’s not going to happen.” Cypress sighed as he rubbed his eyes. It was a constant topic that sometimes came up from time to time.

“You don’t know that! It could happen!” Bramble countered and was forced to take a deep breath to calm down. “I know… I know. A mare can dream though.” She growled out and continued to look around the hall.

“I told you that you should take to them about it instead of just stare. This world is weird enough already and stranger things have happened.” Cypress sighed out and looked back over the hall as well… up until he noticed something that he didn’t notice before.

Off on the floor seemingly slid underneath the door was one solitary feather, white in color and appeared to be a primary feather. Both ponies slowly trotting around it. Cypress quickly took out the small camera from his saddlebags and took a picture of it. After placing a glove on his hoof he deftly used a plastic bag and placed the feather within as well.

“So… what do you think? Actual evidence or just somepony molting?” Cypress looked over the small bag and feather.

“I don’t know. We need to get it to Dusty eventually and get it checked out. From the prelims, it matches Arctic Spire’s color. Doesn’t mean anything though since Surprise and Fire Streak were almost the same color. What’s really important is which room it’s in front of.” Bramble mentioned as she pointed up at the number.

“Room 206… Soarin and Thunderlane. Interesting… so now we need to figure out whether or not this is an actual clue… or it was planted before they all made their way into the dining hall. Let’s get this to Suits and get to the bottom of this. We’ll also have to wait for Princess Luna as well.” Cypress muttered starting to trot off to find Suits.

“Right… this is going to get worse before it gets better then.” Bramble continued rambling disturbed by the way things were going now.