It's been two days since the whole ticket debacle and the removal of the cast, I've spent those days working on the metal statue almost non stop, only getting up from my desk to eat and at times to use the bathroom. It's gotten to the point where my eyes displayed exhaustion, my hair was a mess and I'm pretty sure I'm beginning to smell. Even now I sat in my garage carefully welding carefully cut pieces of metal onto the frame, slowly but surely. forming the hawk.

I suddenly stopped, my lit finger extinguishing as I looked towards my garage door having heard something outside but shook my head before resuming my work. Though I was soon spooked when the garage door suddenly opened, much to my dismay.

“Hey! What gives!?” I yelled at the person responsible, not taking my eyes off the hawk but I did squint upon being shone by the sunlight.

“What gives is that you’ve been in here for two days without coming out.” The voice revealed that it was Blake responsible for the sudden intrusion of the sunlight.

“I've been busy, like I am now.” I said with a frown, wanting to concentrate more on the statue. When I fully welded the piece that would be the belly of the hawk, I extinguished my finger and looked at Blake only to hiss at the light of the sun. “Gah! Too bright! Too bright!” I exclaimed, using my hands to block out the light.

“You know, for a guy who uses fire as a magic source you should be used to it.” Blake said before walking over and dropping a to-go cup and a small bag on my desk, nearly tipping over the statue. “Those are for you.” I looked down at the coffee and bag, soon noticing the sudden hunger I felt. I grabbed the cup and took a long sip of it, feeling some of my exhaustion subsiding for now. I opened the bag and saw one of Blake's famous mooncakes. My stomach rumbled at the sight of the mooncake.

“Maybe I have been overworking myself.” I muttered out loud before taking out the mooncake and biting into it.

“You think?” Blake asked as she looked around in my garage. She saw the messy state I had left in for the past two days, scattered bags that held scraps of metal, plastic cups that held the water Skyler would bring me every hour or so and a few scattered nuts and bolts but those were there beforehand. It still doesn't change the fact that it was a mess. “Did you ever go outside at all in the past two days since your cast came off?”

“Uhh...no.” I answered plainly, earning a bemused look from Blake before she sighed and rubbed her eyes. “So what did I miss?” I asked before taking another bite of the mooncake.

“Well, you missed Jacqueline being a hardass over doing something by herself.” Blake said as she sat down on a crate. “It took a long while just to get her to pull her head out of her ass and ask for help.” I chuckled at this before shaking my head.

“I would imagine it wasn't easy either.” I guessed and was quick to earn a nod from Blake. I stifled a laugh at this and said. “What about her brother James?” I asked her.

“He broke a leg, kicked a tree a little to hard for his kicking leg to handle.” Blake was quick to answer that. I could sense the irony in that but simply shook my head and glanced at the still unfinished metal statue. “Maybe you should take a break Isaac.”

“I'm so close though.” I said, my voice taking a whiny tone as I spoke. This made Blake arch a brow at me before she crossed her arms before I spoke. “I just need a few more days, yeah and then I'll take a break… maybe.” I said, whispering the last bit to myself but I had no doubt she heard this.

“Yeah no, you take a break now.” Blake said with a frown. “It’s a nice day out, don’t lock yourself up like I did when a new game comes out.” I frowned at this but ultimately sighed, knowing that if I didn't I'd be scolded by Wisp again and I didn't want that so I finished up my mooncake and coffee, then I tried to stand up and found out that I was slightly fused with the chair… ew. Blake made a face at this. “Yeah, okay go get a shower because… ew.” I rolled my eyes and managed to get off the chair and head on inside for a shower, briefly seeing Skyler playing her game as I walked up the stairs. It was almost an hour or so spent in the shower trying to get the smell off of me and when I finally did I was finally able to leave the shower relatively clean. Once I dressed myself in some actual clean clothes, a sleeveless dark green tank top and some cargo shorts, I headed down stairs and was greeted with Blake sitting beside Skyler as they played the new game I bought, seeing them clear room after room in a breeze. Blake looked back at me before saying. “Alright kid, you can take over.” Blake handed the controler over before pushing herself up and looked at me. “Wow, there was a person under all that dirt!”

“Fuck off.” I said with a roll of my eyes and a quiet chuckle. This got a chuckle from Blake as soon I uttered those words. “Let's go see what's new around town.” I said, walking past her and stopping just beside of Skyler and saying. “Don't burn down the house while I'm out, there's some money in the kitchen if you get hungry but don't use it for sweets.” I told the gaming thirteen year old.

“Okay.” she said without looking over at me. I rolled my eyes before Blake and I headed out.

“She spends way to much time glued to that screen.” I said as we walked down the cobblestone road just a few feet from my house. Blake looked at me with an arch brow before I sighed. “Yeah yeah, irony and all that jazz.” I said as I crossed my arms at this. Blake chuckled as we walked into town. The two of us chatted with each other for a few minutes before we looked forward and saw Rachael walking in front of us with someone. She was taller than Rachael but wore a brown jacket and two wings sprouted out of the back of this woman. The brown feathers go into a white colour before turning purple. Her hair was the same way, only the white and purple part. “Who's that with Rachael?” I asked Blake.

“Don’t really know, I feel like I should know…” She answered me as we walked. I hummed in thought, trying to remember I've met her before but I couldn't. The fact she hung out with Rachael was a clue but still, my mind drew blanks.

“Hmm…” I hummed loudly before a random memory played through my mind, it was during my two days of nonstop work that I was visited by Rachael. She mentioned how a long time friend of hers in coming over to town, she wanted said friend to meet the gang with me and Blake included. I had doubts with my inclusion in their circle of friends but I can't complain. “Oh now I remember, that's Ferea Griffin. She's Rachael friend from flight school… I think.” I said to Blake.

“Ferea?... err, I think I've heard of her before…” Blake said in wonder. I rolled my eyes at this before saying.

“How can you not? Rachael talks about her all the time whenever the chance is given to her.” I told Blake as we past by them.

“Honestly, she talks about that group all the time everything else she talks about gets mixed in.” Blake says before waving her hand in front of her face. “I just zone it out.”

“Can't really blame you on that one.” I said with a chuckle as we kept on walking by the many busy people of the town. Today was a rather particular busy day, when we came across the marketplace many of the stalls were busy with numerous customers and even a few hagglers. Many of the stalls wares varied from exotic fruits, exotic veggies and even spices while other ranged from clothing, antique items and even old timey weapons such as crossbows and swords.

Blake was going to each stall with anything food and spice related, probably thinking up something new for her store. I stood by her as she haggled a few spices, seeing her get into an argument with the merchant for the price that isn't even too expensive, Blake just likes haggling for a lower price. In the end she got the spices at a slightly lower price.

“It was like two dollars.” I said to Blake as she basked in her victory, now holding the bottle of spice she haggled over. “Two dollars and you paid one seventy five. A quarter off.” I added, a little ticked off.

“Hey, it’s a quarter for something else!” She said happily. I rolled my eyes at her and shook my head before catching a glimpse of bright pink within the bushes nearby. I blinked at this before gazing at the bush, definitely seeing the pink in what would normally be green.

“What the…” I said, stopping in my tracks and walking over to the bush, getting Blake's attention as I did.

“Uhhh… that's not normal…” Blake said as I got closer. I began to realize who this was and sighed before speaking.

“Dianne, what are you doing?” I asked the very pink baker/party planner. She was currently decked out in full camouflage, even her face was painted to fit the outfit. A pair binoculars and a large water flask hung from her neck as she shushed me rather loudly. “What- hmph!” She once again shushed me by smashing a finger to my lips much to my discomfort.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhh~!” She said before pulling her finger away and going back into the bush. “I'm camouflaged.” She said, leaving me with an odd taste of sprinkles in my mouth as I reeled back in disgust.

“What the fuck!?” I exclaimed in anger, my mouth feels a little violated. “Why are you camouflaged!?” Once again I could taste sprinkles and decided to add. “And why do you taste like sprinkles?” I asked more confused than angry.

“New person in town, friend with Rachael, also don’t ask.” Dianne replied, giving the answer to my my questions… Sort of. I was left with more question than answers, especially about the fucking sprinkles taste in my mouth. I decided to calm myself with a few deep breaths while Blake held back her laugh of my situation.

“Why exactly are you spying on them?” I decided to ask against my better judgement.

“Because.” Dianne answered. My eye twitched a bit and was about to say something but Dianne cut me off. “Now if you excuse me I have something important to do.” With that she, and the bush, headed off. As I watched her tip toe away in the bush, I began massaging the sides of my head.

“Ohhh sweet pain o’ mine, how you feel so fine.” I said to myself, my head aching after the brief encounter. Blake struggled greatly to keep her laugh in. “I swear if you start-” And like that she began laughing out loud to her heart’s content. She laughed for a good ten minutes, me standing there frowning as she laughed. A few passers by commented murmured as they walked by, no doubt noticing angered state, my clenched fists glowing a bright fiery orange. Without thinking ahead, I decided to slug the laughing woman next to me and to my surprise and hers, caused her to stumble back and stop her from laughing but when she did that I held my hand as it throbbed in pain. It felt like I just punched a brick wall! “More regrets!” I yelled in pain as I held my throbbing hand.

“Okay, maybe I shouldn’t have laughed but… ow man.” Blake said, rubbing her shoulder where I punch. As odd as it was for me to do such a thing, it was odder still when the pain subsided quicker than anticipated.

“Weird.” I muttered to myself, feeling my once pain filled hand good as new.

“Right so, you want to follow the pink crazy or no…” Blake said, holding her stuff in one hand.

“Yeah, it's not like I got anything else to do today.” I said with a shrug, more interested in why Dianne was spying on them than anything. Both Blake and I followed Dianne and spied on her as she followed Rachael and Ferea.

“We are spying on someone that’s spying on two other people… if I find out that there's another person spying on us, I’m calling inception on this whole event.” Blake muttered to me.

“If anything we're making sure Dianne won't do anything drastic, last time some guy from Manehatten left here nearly deaf after being shot with a face full of confetti with her cannon.” I said to her before adding. “Which reminds me, we still need to look for the guy that gave her the cannon.” I said with a slight frown, remembering the day she first got the damn thing. There was confetti everywhere.

“Noted.” Blake said as we watched Dianne follow the other two. For the past few hours of this we seen Dianna ‘coincidentally’ run into the other two. It gotten to the point when I figured out a pattern; Dianne spies on then, she shows up, get’s brushed off, continues spying, repeat. “Maybe Dianne’s jealous of Rachael’s friend?” Blake asked, sounding bored as she spoke. We were currently sat on a bench near the marketplace, the bush we followed waa in view from where we sat.

“What makes you think that?” I asked, equally as bored as her right now. To be honest it was beginning to become a chore, making sure she didn't do anything borderline insane.

“You know Dianne, she’s the kind of person that loves to be with her friends… Dianne just cranks it up to twelve.” Blake said as we watched another Dianne try to hang out with the two only to fail. This time around I notice that Ferea was getting very annoyed at this. I would be to if she kept trying to butt in every few minutes but I guess that's Dianne.

“Should we do something?” I asked Blake, not really knowing if we should or not. A part me just wants to go home and go to sleep. Before I could do something I saw that Racheal went off somewhere and Dianne when back into her bush, leaving a fuming Beastkin which someone bumped into her, said person was Angelina.

“FUCK OFF!” Ferea yelled at her, earning a silent moment before Angelina ran off crying. The I stared at this before I heard something break. Looking over I saw Blake… broke the armrest of the bench a bit.

“And we're doing something about.” I said as we both got up from the bench and headed over to the beastkin. As we got close the mad woman turned to us.

“Oh what do you-” Before she could finished, Blake punched her which sent her a few feet away and knocked out on the ground. No one talked for a good five seconds.

“Okay… that was my bad…” Blake said before adding. “But in my defence, I was mad.” I looked over at the groaning Beastkin.

“Listen here, there's only one major rule in this town and it's we one we'd prefer to keep unbroken.” I said to the beastkin as she looked at us with a glare. “Never yell at Angelina or even make her cry, so consider yourself on our shitlist.” Ferea looked like she was about to say something but her head lolled back as she passed out.

“Uhh… I didn’t hit her that hard…” Blake said as she looked at her hand.

“Whatever, let's go.” I said to her, not really caring for the beastkin’s well being. Why should I after she made Angelina cry. The two of us headed off away from the knocked out woman as we walked for ten minutes.

“I’m going to make Angelina some of her favorite cupcakes to cheer her up, want me to make a few for you and Sky?” Blake asked. I briefly thought about and nodded before saying.

“I'm going to check on Ange.” I said to her, earning a nod from Blake before we went our separate ways. While Blake headed back to her shop, I went straight to Angelina’s cottage. I never liked seeing her that way, it's just not right. When I arrived, I saw the front door half opened and only added to my worry. I walked up to the door and called out for her.

“Ange… it's me, Isaac.” I said, pushing the door open and seeing the living room of her cottage. It wasn't big but it was enough to be cozy and smack dab in the center was a crying Angelina. I sighed as I walked up to her. “Are you alright, Ange?” I asked, placing a hand on her shoulder. She sobbed and shook, not realising that I was there. After a few moments she turned just to do her trademark ‘Eep!’ and dashing away.

“O-oh… s-s-sorry I-Isaac… d-d-didn’t see y-you.” Angelina sniffled as she wiped away some tears as more ran down her cheeks.

“It alright, Angie, I just came by to see how you were doing.” I told her as calmly as I could. It showed her that I cared, that I could be trusted and it works most if not all the time. Slowly, Angie walked over to me, still sniffling.

“Th-thank you I-Isaac…” she said softly before sniffling as more tears welled up. “I-I just… having a bad time… I d-don’t know w-what I did w-wrong?” I sighed at this before answering.

“You didn't do anything wrong, Ange… the beastkin on the other hand, she had no right to do that.” I told her, a frown forming at the memory of what happened moments ago and the image of Ange bursting to tears. “Safe to say she's on my shitlist so next I see her anywhere near you, I'll be sure to torch them.” I said. Ange shifted a bit as she frowned at me, now her tears slowly stopped falling.

“Isaac, no torching others… you promised.” Angelin said with a frown, reminding me of the time of said promise. I sighed and nodded before saying.

“Fine, no torching.” I said while raising my hands. This got a small smile from Angelina and that was all I needed. I smiled back with a little chuckle.

“Do… you want some tea?” Angelin asked, looking towards her kitchen. “I only have green tea, I didn’t pick any up earlier today… sorry.”

“It's alright and… yeah, I'll have some tea.” I said to her. I wouldn't consider myself an avid tea drinker, it's not that I didn't like them it's more that I preferred coffee but when Ange’s teas are brought in, I'm first in line. I didn't know what made hers so special but I am not one to complain. Ange smiled at this as she went into her kitchen to start making the tea. It was moments like this that couldn't help but picture her smile, everytime she does it feels like nothing is wrong with world. I blushed at these thoughts before shaking my head.

“Weird.” I muttered to myself. I've rarely ever had these kinds of thoughts and whenever I do it's always relates to Angelina. Not really having an answer for myself, I shook my head and thought nothing of it for now and made mental note to ask Blake about it some time.

After a few minutes the shy Skyborn came out with two cups and a pot of tea. That odd feeling came back as soon as I saw her and I made sure to make myself look normal as we talked. Our chat lasted so long, we nearly forgotten about the event that transpired and led us here and it wasn't until Blake arrived that I noticed how long we've chatted. Blake came in with a bag of freshly made mooncakes for Angelina and saw us, well she mostly stared at me in surprise as I drank tea. Blake never knew that I would occasionally drink tea at Angelina’s every now and again.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked Blake as she stared at me. She just kept staring at me, I'm not sure if it was because of me drinking tea or she just thought she'd find Ange still crying.

“Didn't think you were a tea drinker.” Blake said as she handed Ange the bag. I merely shrugged at this before sipping some more of the tea Angelina made, humming quietly at the taste.

“Thank you Blake, these are amazing!” Angelina said with a smile. Blake grinned at this. At the sight of the smile, I lowered my gaze back to the tea cup hoping that a blush wouldn't form. I simply took yet another sip of the tea and took a few quiet breaths.

“Umm… you okay?” Angelina asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. I saw that both Blake and her where staring at me.

“Yeah… I'm fine...just fine.” I said, trying to come up with an excuse for my quiet behaviour. “I uh, I have to go now.” I said, placing the practically empty tea cup down on the coffee table and standing. “Thanks for the tea Ange.” I said to her. This got a questionable brow raised from Blake before I left but before exited the door, I caught a glimpse of a sad Ange before leaving. It wasn't long until I reached my house and it wasn't a surprise when I found Skyler asleep on the couch. She must tired herself out playing her games as evident by the pause screen.

With a little smile and a chuckle, I picked her up and carried her up to her room. Once there, I put her down onto her bed and draped her with a blanket. With that done, I exited the room and closed the door. When I turned to go down stairs I came face to face with Blake and the moment that followed after wasn't really my proudest moment.

“Sup.” Blake said nonchalantly. I was clutching my chest and breathing sporadically.

“Why?” I could only managed to say.

“Because it’s funny to hear you scream.” Blake answered. At the moment I began to regain my composure but I still leaned onto the door in case I blackout.

“Dear Celestia alive, you've nearly killed me.” I told her with a frown, she simply laughed at my words. “Why'd you follow me home?” I asked while rubbing the shoulder I had bumped into the wall.

“Just to tell you that Ange was worried that she must’ve upsetted you for leaving the place.” Blake said to me before adding. “Which I said that she didn’t but she somehow still feels bad even though she did nothing wrong.” I sighed this, now knowing that by leaving abruptly I had upset Angelina, now I just feel like shit.

“She didn't…She didn't do anything wrong.” I said with a forming frown. “It's just… nevermind.” I said with a shake of my head.

“Hey, you didn’t spend half an hour trying to explain that she didn’t do anything wrong. You know how she gets.” Blake said as she leaned onto a wall. And like that I feel like an asshole, great.

“I'll talk to her tomorrow about it, I really didn't mean to upset her.” I said to Blake. She simply shrugged at me.

“You do you.” she said simply. “By the way, you alright? You’ve been acting funny at Angeline’s place.” And like that my mind began to race, trying to think of some form of excuse for that.

“It's nothing… nothing at all.” I said with a smile that wouldn't even fool a blind person. Blake narrowed her eyes at me with a hum.

“Right… it’s nothing.” She said as she crossed her arms. The fake smile dropped and I sighed.

“I'm fine, seriously. I just zoned out is all.” I said to her with a straight face, this time my tone of voice sounding convincing. Blake stared at me for a few moments.

“Alright.” she said. I mentally sighed in relief at this, feeling a bit less tense of the situation. “By the way, I brought a bag a tea from Ange’s place, said that she’s giving it to you as a gift and to cheer you up.” I nodded at this before she headed off. She gave me one last wave before heading back to her own place and leaving by myself. Now alone, I headed downstairs and saw the bag of tea Blake spoke of and walked up to it, I opened the bag and found a neat little box, no doubt containing the tea. With nothing else to do and the thought drinking another cup tea sounding pleasing, I began to make some tea in a kettle and heated it up. The end result wasn't as good but it wasn't revolting, guess I wasn't made to make tea after all.

End of Chapter V

Author's Note

-List of Names-

Twilight Sparkle: Lydia Aurora
Spike: Drake
Pinkie Pie: Dianne Pye
Rarity: Sophia Belmont
Fluttershy: Angelina Calliope
Rainbow Dash: Rachael Dawn Wind (Wind is a real surname, it's Finnish)
Applejack: Jacqueline Smith
Big Macintosh: James Smith II (junior)
Scootaloo: Skyler Hawk
Gilda: Ferea Griffin