A knock from the bedroom door snapped Courier Six out of his focus. He shut the book, set the pencil down, and dropped both the book and pencil into the drawer, and stood up.

Opening the door to the room, he looked down at the mare, "Hey." He greeted, smiling down at her.

"It's dinner time, sir." She told him, to which Six nodded, and motioned for her to lead the way with his hand. She complied and began to step down the hallway, with Six in tow.

"So, I never really got your name." The Courier spoke to her. She seemed to freeze up for a split second, before continuing on.

"O-Oh, I never really expected you to ask my name." She seemed to be relieved at that fact, before she continued, "It's Water Lilly." She informed before they came across the dining room, "Well, here we are." She opened it for him and walked off to parts unknown.

Six stepped inside of the dining room and sat down at the spot he always did. Everybody was there, so he just folded his hands onto the table, and waited patiently.

"Excuse me, but who are you?" A voice broke his train of thought, and he zoned back in, matching the voice with its owner, the pink winged-horned lady. Six frowned and sighed.

"I'm Courier Six." He nodded, "You?" He asked.

"Oh, well, I'm Princess Cadance." She smiled, "Thanks for saving us at the wedding, earlier."

Courier Six smiled, "No problem. It's not like I had anything better to do." He shrugged, adjusting himself in his seat.

She seemed to smile for a bit, before leaning over and whispering something to the Unicorn. Six just shrugged and waited for their food to come out.

Once dinner was over, Six found himself in his room again, this time staring out of the window and out into the dark streets of the city. It had a charm to it, so he decided to exit his room with his AER-9 on his back, and wander through the corridors in an attempt to find the exit. He did find the exit, after making his way through the gardens and out of a gated off the entrance.

Stepping down one of the many streets, he kept an eye out for a bar, or something similar. He could really go for a nice, cold drink right now. He also kept an eye out for criminals, those dudes can be a pain in the ass to deal with, but he was a bit more well equipped than them, so he had nothing to worry about.

Finding a bar, emboldened with big neon signs that read 'BAR', which he found pretty amusing, he stepped inside, almost immediately recoiling from the smell of alcohol and smoke that hung in the air. He shook his head and continued on through the establishment.

Many turned their heads to stare at him, which he ignored and took a seat at one of the more isolated tables. It only occurred to him at the time that he didn't have any money, so he got up, and left.

Stepping down the street once more, making his way back to the castle, a few voices rang out from the darkness. He quickly pulled his AER-9 from his back, and could just vaguely make out that judging by the tone of one voice, and the other, it was a mugging. Figures.

He traced the voices back to an alleyway and brought the stock of his Laser Rifle to his shoulder. Six used the darkness as a cover and slowly advanced upon the two. A stallion was being cornered by around 4 others, each holding some sort of weapon. He frowned, lining the sights of his rifle up to the head of one of the 4. He pulled the trigger back, hearing the familiar cartoon-y 'Pew!' as the laser exited the barrel, and went clean through his head, frying his brain instantly.

All commotion stopped as they looked around for what had just happened, and another laser was already streaking its way through another's head.

Six smiled, dropping the rest of them effortlessly, before watching the stallion that was being mugged take a look at the bodies, before running off as his life depended on it. He probably gave the poor fucker a form of PTSD, but oh well.

After trekking his way back to the castle, Six wasn't exactly tired, so he just wandered around, trying to figure out something to do. He eventually found himself back into the gardens, staring at an abomination against man. It was a jumbled mess of body parts, looked like something out of a 3rd grader's science project.

"What the fuck are you supposed to be? A failed F.E.V experiment?" Six asked the statue, rubbing his chin, before shrugging and taking a seat at a bench near the statue. Eventually, he found himself growing a bit more tired with each passing minute, and deciding that he'd probably pass out before he made it to his room, decided to sleep on the bench.

Courier Six awoke to a bird pecking at his ear. He quickly sat up, shooing off all of the birds that had gathered around him, and ran a hand down his face, before looking around. He was still in the gardens, so that was a plus, but what wasn't a plus, however, was that he now had probably missed breakfast, judging by his Pip-Boy's time, which read 10:23 AM.

"Fuck.." He sighed, standing up, and quickly making his way back to the castle. He had a lot of explaining to do, and he was sure that Celestia had found out what had transpired last night. Oh well, he saved that guy, so it wasn't really a big deal to him. Possibly to Celestia, but not really to him. He was also probably going to get one hell of a chewing out for it.

Suddenly, the thought of putting himself as far away from the castle as he could sounded like a good idea. Not like it'd do anything, so he decided to brave it and hope for the best.

Author's Note

Sorry for the wait.