Celly vs. Earth

You wake up late, its almost 11 am.

As you go int the living room, you see Celly asleep on the computer. You can´t help but smile at how adorable she looks.

Yesterday was a crazy day.

At this moment Celly stirs awake.

"Mhm. Ah. Anon? Uh, good morning."

"Good morning Celestia. The coffee maker is allready running. You´ve been busy tonight?"

She smiles.

"Yes. I think I´ve got everything."

-"Can you tell me what you´ve got?"

-"Oh you´ll see about that."

Suddenly she gets serious.

"Look, about last night. I don´t want to leave this unadressed. I like you, Anon. I like you very much. You are one of the most wonderfull persons I´ve ever met. And believe me I´ve met a lot of ponies, or people. The point is that a thing between us could never work out. We have to be reasonable. I will eventually return to Equestria, I must. My ponies need me."

It is a stab to your heart, but deep inside you know that she is right.

"I know. I wished you were wrong but you are right. I love you, but I know it is foolish. Never mind that."

You put up a brave face.

"So tell me what your plan is!"

She looks at you for a long minute, as if she doesn´t really believe that you are over it, just like that, but then she smiles

„After breakfast we go into the city again. I have figured out a way to "exist" in the system."

You are surprised, to say the least

"What? How?"

She smiles secretively

"Oh, you´ll see. At the end of this day Tia Prince is a citizen of this country.“

After breakfast you are ready to go again. Celly has transformed herself into her human form again, but this time she is wearing very formal looking clothes. She is wearing a greyish-blue business suit, skirt just above the knees, darkbrown pantyhose and simple black high heels. Her hair is tied into a strickt looking braid. She actually looks likea CEO or... like a politician.

As you walk to the subway station, you ask her again what she is up to.

„You still have not really told me what you want to do!"

She looks down at you, (those heels make her even taller than she allready is).

"Anon, what do I do in Equestria?"

-"You rule the country?"

-"And what else?"

-"You are a teacher!"

She sighs

"Yes, sometimes. But what else do I do? Like every day?"

-"You control the sun, I think....?"

You have no idea where this is heading to.

"Exactly! What do you know about the sun?"

-" It´s a gigantic burning ball of gas."

• "Go on..."

-"Its bright!"

-"And why is that?"

• "Because of light...?"

-"Light. I control the sun, I control light. Now light is an electromagnetic wave, like...?"

-"Radioactivity!"

She groans

"Electricity. Its just a question of wavelength."

You think about what she is planning, as you ride the train into the city. You get out at H-Plaza again. She storms up to the streets and marches straight in the direction of the city hall. You begin to have an idea what she is up to...

The city hall of F-city has two parts. The historic beautifull part, where guests of the city are welcomed and where the mayor has his office, where the city concil and the municipal parliament is meeting. And then there is the administartive building. A grey, brutalist monstrosity from the 1970s where the day to day business of running a large metropolis is actually happening. You go to the civic registry office in ground floor of this building.

Celly heads straight to the waiting room and pulls a number. You sigh and sit down next to her. You really hope she knows what she is doing. You don´t have to wait for long untill the switchboard over the door shows Cellys number. You head through the large office to the desk with the designated number. The clerk serving Celly looks like he was born to be a civil servant. A bald, overweight, short, middleaged man with a greying mustache and thick oldfashioned glasses. His eyes grow wide as he sees Celly appraching him.

"Er... Hello, Miss, what can I do for you today?"

Celly smiles at him, you can tell that she throws her full charme and charisma at the poor guy.

"Oh hello, sir. My name is Tia Prince and, well its a bit embarrasing, but it seems that I have lost my ID-card. I need to order a new one."

He gets to his computer.

"Thats no problem, Miss Prince. Lets see... Odd... I can´t find your name in the system. Oh, lets try something else, please place your right thumb on the finger print reader here, I will find you that way in no time."

Celestia does that, but... she is doing something with the finger print reader! Was that a spark? You can barely stop yourself from gasping, but the clerc doesnt notice it anyway, as he is busy staring at his screen.

"Ah, there we go! Tia Prince. Can you please tell me your DOB, place of birth and current residence for comparison?"

-"Yes, of course. July 22nd 1984, C-town, G-Ring 154, F-city at the adress of Anon Ymus."

• "There we go, we just need a photo, you can use the photo booth in the hallway. Your bank account is still at the P-bank?"

Celly beams at him.

"Yes!

-"Great. The fee for the new ID will be withdrawn from your account within a fourthnight. I´ll finish up the order, please bring me the photo when you´ve took it."

As you walk to the photobooth you try to keep it lowkey and whisper but you are a bit agitated.

"What the fuck did you just do?"

She gives you her trademark smile

"You said something yesterday that stuck with me. How easy it is to manipulate data, when you know how."

You try to keep your voice at a level that nobody exept her hears you

"So you just magically hacked the gouvermental computer system?!?!"

• „Not only that, also a bank account, health and social insurance and, as I currently dont have a job, unemployment benefits and so on. As you said, it is all connected and I read it all up last night."

-"You know that you just comitted a federal crime."

-"People know what the computers know in this world. And the computers know that I was born 33 years ago in C-Town. My parents died in a car crash and I grew up with my grandmother who died when I was 19. I went to School in C-Town and went to the university of G where I got a degree in social science and political science. And for a year I live at your place. Thats what the computers know, they know it is a fact and was always a fact. The computer of the middle school of C-Town? It knows me as a student in the years from 1994 to 2002. The computer of tax office know that I payed taxes in the time I had a job as well as the computer of the companys I worked at knows my as a former employee. I´m in the system."

You are speechless.

After she made her photo she returns to the clerk. He scans the image and adds it to the order for the ID-Card.

"Well, were done . You´ll recieve your new ID-Card in 4-5 weeks in the mail."

Celly beams at him.

"Thank you so much, I wish you a pleasant day."

She turns around and is about to leave.

"Now, wait just a minute!"

You both flinch.

"Miss Prince, you forgot your temporary ID. This paper is valid untill you have your new ID card."

You leave the city hall and walk across the square in front of it.

You are still disturbed.

"I can´t believe you just did that. And I can´t believe it actually worked."

All of sudden you are very happy that magical powers do not exist in this world. If criminals or terrorist had this kind of power...

"Oh yeah, in the next days my cash card, credit cards, health insurance card and social security documents will arrive too. I took the liberty to plant the information in the computersystens of those organisation."

She grins.

"And now I can go and search for a job!"

A couple of weeks have passed.

A lot of mail has arrived for "Tia Prince", each letter containing another piece of her puzzle of her identity.

The credit card companies were the fastest. Then her bank card and access PIN for online banking by P-Bank. Social security and health insurance cards next. Then a letter from the job center concerning her unemployments benefits. Then letters from schools and the university of G sending her copies of her report cards and graduation certificates as well as letter from her "former employers" with references. You are surprised how many of these letters were automated letters, there were actually only 2 or 3 that were signed by an actual person.

She thought of everything. You have to admit you are impressed. At that night before you went to the city hall she sure did her home work, she looked everything up, everything that was necessary, she created her identity from scratch, even used only companies for her CV where the staff after HR department changed after she "left the company", her professors of the university are all retired or dead. Her tax reports and bank statements reach back ten years.

Everything neat and unremarkable.

Its as if she has always existed. At the moment she is spending her time looking through job vacancies online. She has created a neat CV, her photo is stunning. Earlier this week she had her telepatic call with her sister. There have been some setbacks with the spell to bring her home.

Surprisingly she was more motivated to get a job by that than she was saddend.

She sighs in frustration.

"There are so many jobs, but I don´t really see myself in any of them. The titles don´t even make sense most of the time. What is an "assistant junior manager for cross-cooperate synergies"? And all those vacancys for call center agents. Why do they need so many of them?"

You let out a laugh

"Because they fire as many as they employ. I worked in a call center once, its a shit job."

"Hm. I wouldn´t have thought that this would be that difficult."

You sit down next to her.

"Maybe you are looking at this from the wrong angle. You look at all the job vacancies and look what may fit you. Try it the other way around, try searching for a position that suits you and your abilities!"

She think about it for a moment.

"You know Anon, thats actually a pretty good idea!"

-"Well, I think I have a little more experience with job hunting than you. Lets see. What do you WANT to do?"

She thinks for several minutes about it.

"Well, I always liked to help ponies To guide them and to improve their lives."

You clap your hands.

"Well, there you go. Try searching for positions in the social sector."

Celestia changes the setting at search in the online job portal.

"Lets see... That looks more promising... Oh... Thats interesting! And thats at least a maybe. I think I have a couple of jobs I can apply to here."

She looks at her CV

"Anon do you think the photo on my CV looks good? The photographer said I was a "Natural" and he would like me to model for him, but I think its a bit... I feel my smile comes not out naturally."

You look at her photo. Her human form is smiling up at you, wearing that blueish-grey business suit. She is having that typical awkward profile pose you have on application photos. She makes it work thou. You can see that her smile is a little forced, but only because you know her for a while now. To somebody who doesn´t know her she looks fantastic. You remember how you went to a professional photographer a few days after your visit to the city hall. It was funny to compare how confident and in control she was at the registry, but that the camera intimidated her. The photographer absolutely loved her, even thou he was obviously gay.

"Don´t worry, it will do the trick. If everything fails you could still take those modeling jobs. I heard they pay good"

She winces a bit.

"I don´t know, Anon. It makes me feel kinda unconfortable. Okay, now lets go to the applications..."

You gently stroke her etheral mane, it feels prickly, like static electricity, but not in an unplesant way.

"I think you need a break. Look, you´ve been burying youself in the computer for three days now. You will get a job soon enough. Relax a little."

She gives you a smile

"I know, its just... I´m just sitting around here all day. I want to make myself usefull. I want to do my part to make this world a better place! If you look at the news you will see that there a lot of people, especially world leaders, that direly need a friendship lesson or two..."

You laugh out loud.

"You can say that again. But you can´t do that if you fuck up your work/life balance. I know what you need. There is an event in the city today that you will love."

She raises a brow.

"Oh, and what may that be?"

-"You´ll see when we get there. Its a surprise."

She magically shuts the notebook.

"Oh, all right anon, I think I have earned myself a little break. Can we stop by at that little Café afterwards and get some cakes? Their cakes are amazing."

You grab your jacket and grin.

"Oh, I think that won´t be necessary."

A little later you arrive downtown at the convention center near the trade fair. Celestias eyes almost fall out of her head as she sees the banner over the entrance.

"48th annual F-City convention of confectioners and pastry chefs. Showcase of finest pastry and cakes. "Let them have cake!""

Celestia lets out a small gasp, she almost seems a bit... aroused.

"Oh Anon... This is... I´m... Wow..."

She is actually speechless and has tears in her eyes.

And drool on her mouth.

You take her hand

"Entrance fee is just 10 bucks and you actually can try some of the cakes. I thought you may like this."

"I... I... Thank you Anon!"

You enter the main hall of the convention center. Rows upon rows of booths of finebakers, full of all sorts of cakes, pastries and confectionary fill the hall. a sweet smell is lingering in the air.

Celly is overwelmed. This is her woodstock.

"My goodness. To think that my whole life did lead up to this moment..."

She grabs your hand and pulls you through the aisles with her inhuman strength.

"Oh look! Sacher style chocolate cake! Blackforest cake! Red Velvet Cake! *GASP* ECLAIRS!!!"

She runs up to a booth that has stacks and stack of eclairs on the table. A jolly fat chef with a thin mustache, he looks a bit like Oliver Hardy, stands behind the counter and greets her.

"Hello Miss, would you care for a eclair?"

-"Oh, don´t mind if I do!"

She takes a huge bite of the eclair the chef has given her. You can´t help but whince as she bit in the quite phallic looking pastry.

"Hmm...MmmmMMMHM... Incredible. That cream filling..."

She leans over the the chef.

"Its fantastic! Do I taste a hint of salted caramel in there?"

The chef smiles

"Its one of the ingrediences of my special cream filling. I take you know a thing or two about pastry, Miss?"

-"Well, not professionally. I am a long time connoisseur of your beautyfull craft thou."

She eats another two of thoses eclairs, as you are about to move to the next booth, a little girl, about 4 years old, stands in front of her. Celly gives her a gentle smile and kneels down to her. The girl whispers.

"You are a unicorn, aren´t you?"

Celly smiles at her and whispers conspirational.

"You can see it, right?"

The girl beams and nods

"U-huh!"

-"Whats you name?"

-"I´m Janet."

-"I´m pleased to meet you Janet, My name is Celestia. You can see me how I really look like. Well, that makes you my very special friend! Don´t tell it to anybody thou, this is our little secret, okay?"

The girl smiles.

"´Kay. I promise!"

-"Thats great!"

-"´Kay, see you Celestia!"

She skips down the aisle to her parents and waves to Celestia.

Celly smiles gently after her and waves back.

"I like children. They are just too precious, when you know how to handle them."

And she did find a way to handle them. She is using this tactic whenever a child is approaching her for a week now, and so far suprisingly it worked like a charm. She nods pleased

"Its all a question of making them special and appreci... Oh my! Are those marzipan-nougat cake pops over there?"

A few hours later. You knew Celly was a big eater with a sweet tooth, but you have a hard time to wrap your head around how much cake she actually devoured today. You spend far too much money on pastry today. Your fridge is full of cake and so is she. She was keeping her selfcontrol up incredibly well, on the way home, but as soon as you closed the door she dropped he disguise and her composure. Now she is lying on the couch, wings stretched to the side and all four legs as well as her stuffed, round belly pointing to the ceiling.

She is a blissfull mess.

You quip

"You do not look exactly regal right now, your highness..."

-"Guh... Don´t... care... urp...So...happy..."

-"Oh Celly, I told you to be carefull not to overgorge youself like...*sniff"* What the... DID YOU JUST RIP ONE?!?"

She grins at you and sticks out her tounge. You gag and storm to the window to open it.

"FUCKING LORD! How can somebody like you create such a hellish stench?"

You take a deep breath and turn around. You want to taunt her some more about her behaviour, but you see that she has fallen asleep. She happily snores in her sugar coma. You can´t help but smile. Its odd, to see her like that means a lot to you. It means that she completely trusts you, that she knows that she can be un-regal, un-above everything, un-princessy around you. That she can be a normal person (or pony) around you because you won´t judge her, because you are her friend.

The next couple of days went by without any incidents.

You went to your stupid boring daily job while Celly wrote applications and startet to explore town on her own.
She just got herself a phone as well as a monthly train pass, but she actually enjoys wandering through the city by foot, just as one human among millions. She tells every evening about her discoveries. At first you still had to explain her a lot of things but now she really got a hold on how things in this world work.

Its morning and as you have breakfast and prepare for the day Celly tells you about a Sandwich shop she has found yesterday and that she is planning to buy us dinner today.

At this moment her cellphone rings.

"Hello? Prince?...Oh! Yes of course!... No, that is not a problem.... Friday at 10:00 am, got it...Yes, I´m looking forward to it! Thank you very much!... See you on Friday...Goodbye!"

She grins and jumps up, flying through your kitchen.

"I have an interview!!! YES!!!!"

She lands and gives you a hug. You are actually happy for her, yet you wonder how she will do in it.
"This is great Celly! Are you sure you are up to it?"

She get a little worried

"I really don´t know anon. I have read tons and tons of texts on job interviews online, even seen some videos, but thats just theory, I guess I´ll just have to go and see."

You are Celestia now.

The days haven been passing slowly ever since you got the call with the invitation for a job interview. Anon has actually been practising with you job interviews, bless his heart.

Now you stand again in front of the city hall, were you startet your existence as Tia Prince a few weeks ago. You had applied to an open vacancy in the municipal department for social services which is located in the same building as the registry. You didn´t really completely understood what this job was all about, mostly that it was about helping people and this is something you are actually good at. You step into the building, ask at the front desk where to go and step in the elevator to the third floor. Something you will probably never get used to is how barren and utiliarian human office buildings can be, especially when it comes to public authorities.

You knock at the door of the office you were supposed to go to.

"Come in!"

You step into the office. A large, middleaged woman with a friendly wide face gets up and steps from behing her desk. She grabs your hand and gives you a firm handshake.

"Ah good morning, Miss Prince. my name is Jacobs, we talked on the phone a few days ago. Did you have any problems getting here?"

You smile at her

"Oh no, not at all! Thank you again for the invitation, Miss Jacobs. I am very happy and thankfull that you give me this opportunity."

Jacobs gets behind her desk again and points you to a chair in front of her.

"Well, I was very impressed with your application and I wanted to meet you in person. Now tell me, what do your think what the most important part of the job of us here in this department is."

You think about for a short moment before you give Jacobson another smile and your answer.

"It was always my opinion that is was this departments most noble purpose to help people. To be a supporting friend in the times of need"

Miss Jacobs is smiling at you.

"That is a beautyfull image, maybe a bit too optimistic, but I like it. We need that kind of optimism. You see, many people think that our job is just handing out wellfare. Thats not true. We organize everything from after school progamms for youth as well as activitys and support for seniors and disabled, aid for immigrants as well as resocialisation for recovering drug addicts and ex-convicts. That is a lot of work and we are on a tight budget. But it is important, yes we try to be a friend in need for those people, people who have fallen out of the system. I mean its not like you can just snap your finger and magically are back in it."

You smile and nod, inside you having a laught. But you really begin to like that woman. She genuinly seems to care about her work and you feel a kind of familliarity here.

"A fair warning, Miss Prince, this can be ery ungratefull and frustrating work at times. Do you think you are up for that?"

-"Oh yes, certainly, I´ve done tedious work before. I think every work is worth doing it, if you help to improve things at the end of the day. Even if you don´t see the result right away."

Jacobs is making some notes

"I see. Good. Well, in case you get the job, your tasks would include balancing budgets between the different parts of the departments and check if certain suggested programms are feasable, according to available data and statistics. But its not all number crunching, we have also meetings with the supervisors of the different social ressorts to develop new ideas for social progamms in the city."

You give her a warm smile

"That sounds very interesting."

-"Oh, it is. So, do you have some more questions?"

-"Not at the moment, I think they will probably come up later."

She hands you a small piece of paper.

"Well here is my card with my e-mail adress, just send them over when you have them. I think we´re basically done for now. We are of course having a few other interviews with other applicants, but, between you and me, so far you impressed me the most of them."

Jacobs continiues

"Of course the decision is not for me alone to make. We will have a few more intervievs today and on Monday and Tuesday, we will probably make a final decision on next Wednesday. I will call you then."

She shakes your hand.

"Well, thank you for coming."

-"Thank you for having me!"

As you walk out the building you have a good feeling in your belly. But what if you still messed things up? You did read all about the professional, social and cultural cues in this world in general and this country in particular, but what if you missed something? What if you were too friendly and eager? Humans tend to be wary of too much friendlyness, it seems to them like you are trying to hide something from them. We you certainly do hide something, but your intentions about this employment were genuine. Oh well, now you can only wait for their decision. You decide to reward yourself with a cake in that nice little café across the street.

Later that day

You are Anon again

Celly told you in great detail about her job interview. You think it sounded pretty good, but you could also be wrong. You had job intervievs that seemed good to you, but which you completely fucked up.

You pat her back.

"Well, its all in the air now. Maybe you should send one or two questions by mail, just to show you are still interested."

You can see that Celly is very nervous about the job interviev. She wants that job, she wants it badly. She did email a few questions, banal stuff about work hours and stuff, to that Jacobs woman, and did actually recieve answers pretty quickly. You think its a good sign, but Celly is still not convinced. Its Sunday now and you decide to take her mind of the job.

"Celly, you know what we do today? We take a walk in the mountains. Just you, me and nature!"

She looks a bit surprised but loves the idea. You take a train up into the mountains. The terminus is in the middle of the forest, a popular destination for hikes. You walk into the woods, despite it being a beautifull sunday there are few people around, You walk for a while in silence now, just enjoying the fresh air and the sounds of the birds.

"Anon, that was a great idea. I did need this."

She takes a deep breath

"You know what? I need to run. I´ll meet you on top of the mountain."

With these word she transforms into her alicorn form.

Shit!

"What are you doing? You are outside! What if people will see you?"

She gives you a smile. You have to admit that she looks beautyfull like that, its like a painting from a story book.

"Don´t worry, I´ll be carefull."

With these words she gallops away. You are shocked, but at the same time amazed. She is fucking fast!

You are Celestia now

Running.

Just running.

By the sun, you did need this. You have never been outside in this worl in your real form. The trees rush past you as you run up the hiking trail. You can´t even remember when it was the last time you did that. The wind in your mane and tail, the warm sunlight on your coat. Back in Equestria you are so entangled in the daily business of raising the sun and leading your little ponies that you never gave yourself time for simple things like that. Every day was in a strickt schedule, for centuries! Is this what freedom feels like? You gasp as you realize something.

Something disturbing.

Something that seemed unthinkable just a year ago.

A part of you doesn´t want to go back to Equestria.

You stop and lean against a tree. You are actually happy here, with Anon. But your little ponies need you! How can you be so selfish? Wait a minute. You gave them more than a millenum of your life, is it selfish to want to have some freedom for a change? To do what you please and not what royal protocoll demands of you? You feel like crying.

"What am I doing."

Suddenly you hear a sound. A familliar sound. Are those hooves coming up the trail?

You quickly transform back into your human disguise.

Just in this moment a earth horse comes around the corner, carrying a young human woman on its back.

This is the first time that you see this world version of an equine in real life. It is a suprisingly large creature, fat bigger even than you in your alicorn form, very muscular with a chestnut coat and a large elongated head. Its eyes look tiny compared to an equestrian pony. The horse notices you and walks straight up to you.

You wince a bit as you see the horsetack it...no, HE is wearing.

Oh my, thats what humans mean when they say hung as a horse...

Never mind that, the horse is coming up to you. The young woman on top of him seems to be a bit confused.

"WHOA, Fritz, Stop. Whoa!"

Fritz does indeed stop to nuzzle you.

"Huh, I´m sorry Miss, he never did that before. Normally he doesn´t trust people he doesn´t know."

You laugh

"Oh thats okay. I like horses, I, well, I feel kinda related to them. And this one here is a quite handsome fellow."

You stroke the horses head and look into his eyes. You feel a bit of a sting as you seen that it is indeed a quite intelligent animal, but then its just that.

An animal.

There is no sapience, at least not in the sense of Equestrians or humans.

The young woman smiles.

"Oh yes, he is my favorite horse. A clever boy too. I love horses since I was a little girl. We owe so many to those wonderfull, gentle creatures. Well, we´ve got to go. Oh, before I forget it, when I was riding on the other path down the hill, I thought I saw a small white horse running up on the trail here, did you see it coming by? Maybe Fritz was smelling it and that why he wanted to go up here."

You tense up a little.

"I´m sorry, I didn´t see a horse running by."

-"Huh, I must be seeing things then. Oh well, have a nice day, Miss."

You watch Fritz and his mistress trott up the hill, Fritz looks back at you several times. Can he recognize you too? You sigh and continiue your hike up to the close peak where you wait for Anon.

At the peak you sit down on one of the benches that have been put here.

You are alone. Its really peacefull up here and beautyfull. A bird of prey is circleing high above. Your dreadfull realisation returns. A part of you, and not a small part, WANTS to stay here.

With Anon.

This is horrible.

You owe it to your country, your crown and nonetheless your sister as well as your ponies to return.

You must fufill your duties!

But what about yourself?

You also owe yourself freeddom and happyness, don´t you? Anon said something about a "work/life-balance" a while ago. Did you really neglect that so badly in the last couple of centuries? All work and no play makes Celestia a dull mare.

Okay, if you return you will take yourself more "me-time".

But what about Anon?

You will miss him. He is the best friend you had in over a thousand years and the only one, exept for your sister, that treats you like a normal person, even Twilight Sparkle still treats you like her superior. Anon however, is a true, real friend.

You didn´t have this since...

Oh, no.

No, you shouldn´t go there!

It will end up in heartbreak for you and him! This another reason why you should go home. This must not happen!

But why?

Because you are not human for starters.

You are not even the same species!

Thats nonsense, this is between two souls, it is stronger than differences between races.

This internal struggle continiues for a while untill you see Anon coming up the path.

"Ah, there you are."

You are Anon now

Finally you made it up to the peak of the montain.

It took you a while to get here. Celly is allready here, whew, at least she had the common sense to change back into her disguise. You see that something is troubleing her, but as soon as she sees you she puts up her facade.

"Oh hello Anon! I´ve been waiting forever, you slowpoke!"

You give her a smile.

"Well, I usually have only two legs. What was that all about btw.?"

-"I just felt like it, I needed to power myself out in that form for a change."

You are probing her.

"But thats not all, isn´t it? Please tell me what is wrong."

She gives you a sad look.

"Truth to be told, I feel torn, Anon. I do want to return to my ponies, but... There is a part of me that wants to stay here and enjoy life without any royal duties, with you."

You feel how this is putting a knot in your stomach.

"I see. This sucks. Celestia, you know how I feel about you. But the thing is that it would be wrong of me to rob you of your ponies. They are your people, your family. At the end of the day this is not about what you or me want, but about whats best for everybody. “The needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few, or the one”, you know? I would be a bastard if I would take you away from them. So I want you to return to them as soon as it is possible for you."

She smiles and then gives you a big hug. You almost suffucate in her bosom. Well, if you have to dies, why not like that?

After a minute she lets go of you.

"Thank you Anon."

You just sit there in silence for a while before going back down to the train station.