"I still can't believe you tried to walk out on a princess."

Snap Shot glanced at his wife. "They were wasting our time. I figured they didn't want to talk about anything, or they were holding us until-"

Mane Allgood rolled her eyes. "It's because of the maid. She was behind schedule, so they decided to wait until she arrived and left so she wouldn't interrupt at a bad time."

"So what? If she overheard something-"

"We've been over this before. The mere existence of Stands is a private matter. If anyone knows that half of what I do is because I have a Stand, there could be serious consequences."

Snap Shot rolled his eyes. "I'm sure there's a significant difference between a flock of Rocs and a Stand User."

"There is. The Stand user is twice as dangerous on average."

*Crash!*

The couple looked at the source of the sound. A wagon with a unicorn outside of it, struggling under a bunch of things that fell on her. "Stupid tools! Trixie demands you unhand her at once!"

Snap Shot raised an eyebrow. "What's with that doll?"

"The one made of feathers? I don't know." Mane shook her head. "Look, even if you don't have a Stand, you can't ignore how dangerous they are."

"I mean, your's isn't that strong."

Mane touched her nose to his. "Ursa."

"Er..."

She pressed hard. "Major."

There was a scream nearby.

"What was that?" Mane ran off, her husband trailing behind. They ran by a few ponies that were looking in the direction the scream came from. They came to a stop when Mane nearly tripped over a filly. "Scootaloo?"

The filly turned around. "Mom! Dad!" She quickly got behind them.

They looked back up. There were a number of fillies and colts that were backing away from a grown mare. The mare was violently shaking and frothing at the mouth. She was growling and glaring at Mane. "Staaaaaaand... Staaaaaaaand..."

Mane's eye twitched. "What is wrong with her?"

"That's our teacher. Miss Cheerilee. She's usually very nice and caring, but we were in the middle of class today, and she just... went mad! Started throwing things around and roaring at us!"

The husband and wife shared a look. Cheerilee continued to growl.

"You think it's because-"

"Has to be." Mane unbuttoned her shirt. "There's no other explanation for why someone like her would suddenly just snap like that."

"M-mom?"

"Stay back, Scootaloo." Snap Shot smiled. "Your mother is about to show off."

Mane removed her shirt, revealing all kinds of symbols under it. She then dusted off her front legs, removing the make-up and showing even more symbols. "Bud." She walked forward, leaving a few plants growing from the ground behind her.

"Staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand..."

"I don't know what's wrong with you if you're even who you appear to be, but it's clear to me that you're going to come after me. So rather than run from someone that I'll have to fight sooner or later, I might as well handle this here and now."

Cheerilee gave her a toothy grin.

Is this the right move? I've heard of a Stand Hunter. If this isn't her, then this might be because of their own Stand. I said I wouldn't run... but should I? Mane stepped forward.

Author's Note

Stand: Cherub Rock
Master: Mane Allgood
Destructive Power: E
Speed: D
Range: E
Persistence: A
Precision: A
Developmental Potential: D