Author's Note

Ok. Here is the full chapter. I had fun with this one so i hope you like it.

To those that forced themselves to forget what i had let out before by mistake, i thank you all.

A Roegadyn in Equestria. Chapter 30: Leap of Faith.

A Roegadyn in Equestria.

Chapter 30: Leap of Faith.

*Point of view: Brex Mith*
*Location: Canterlot*
*Time: Right after leaving the Fancy Pants manor*

As soon as Brex had left the room, he quickly made his way to the front door. They were thrown wide open and immediately closed. He then ducked into the nearby shade that was created by a large bush close to the front entrance to enter the shadow realm. From there, the Roegadyn began to navigate through the streets as he dodged and weaved between every pony that stood in his path.

Thanks to already coming to Canterlot at least twice now, he had a basic run down on the key buildings. One of which being the General Hospital. From what he understood, Fancy Pants had his house within ten city blocks of it. It wouldn’t have taken long but avoiding all the obstacles had stretched the time by leaps and bounds.

Rory spoke up after a minute of being on the streets. Her voice sounded as if she was coming out of a daze as she said, “Umm... Master, do you realize what you just did back there? Brex merely replied with a quick, “No, what are you talking about?”

Sounding a little confused by this point, Rory then answered with, “Well, it's just that, you didn't do the thing you would normally do when talking to others... What I mean to say is, you spoke to them like you would with me.”

It didn't take long for it to finally click in his head at what he had just done before leaving the ponies behind. He then said within his head with a frustrated tone, “Fuck, fuck! You're right, I really did do that. How stupid can I be! I did it without thinking. Gah! I just wanted to get out of there so I could take care of what's happening over at the hospital. But at the same time, I didn't want Blaze Caster to get worried while I was gone. Damn it all! I even went as far as to say that those ponies are my friends, what was I thinking?!”

“This entire time I've been trying to talk a little more normally around the kid but it’s now that I finally kicked that damn habit?!” He then let out a resigned sigh as he went over to one of the alleys that seemed empty and had gone in to get away from the crowds, he then rested his back against a stone wall.

He then said to Rory, “Well, I guess now this will make things a little easier whenever I need to talk to him about getting things done, I suppose. But, it's just gonna be with that group. If possible, I'm going to do the thing I normally do when around others. Would rather not take the chance of slipping up and saying stuff that I shouldn’t. Besides, when it comes to that set, they've been trustworthy so far.”

Rory made a door appear on the wall opposite of the one he was laying against, revealing a world of white on the other side as she came out of it. Afterwards, she sauntered on over to him and laid against the wall off to his right side.

She then leaned forward as to get a good look at his mask covered face and said, “Personally I think this will be good for you Master. At least now you have someone else to talk to a little more often. But I do wish that you had turned around so I could have at least caught a glimpse of their reactions, I bet it must have been just priceless.

Brex then released a small grunt of annoyance as he got up and made his way out of the alleyway. Glanced over his right shoulder, he saw Rory giving him a big dope grin before darting off into the imaginary doorway she had made, which closed as soon as she went fully through.

Before continuing, he then said to her, “Sometimes I really can't tell if you're making fun of me or really trying to help. It makes me a little scared to wonder just what kind of mischief you would get to if you were out here with me.”

Rory then replied with a tone that was clearly that of amusement, but had a underline layer of malice in it when she said, “Master, I can tell you one thing I would do for sure. That being, I would kick that winged, horned hussy so hard that she would be meeting her sister face-to-face by the time she landed for what she did to you.”

He then replied as he started back down the streets, “Oh I believe that. I have no doubt that with your demigod strength, you would be more than capable of booting her up that far. But if something like that was to happen with you coming to this world, I would appreciate it if you curved your tendencies a little bit so I didn't get into trouble.” This only got him a small harumph from the girl before going silent.

It took him about five more minutes of running pretty much nonstop to find himself coming up to a set of the large double gates that would lead to the building itself from the street.

When he had arrived, there was still a group of ponies with press passes hanging around their necks while some had them sticking out from their hats. Holding papers and quills, they would be asking questions to those who would be coming and going from the hospital. Brex figured this had something to do with the Sparkle family member still being inside and they wanted to get more information to be in their papers in regards to the theft.

It didn't take too much effort to get around them and get to the building. One problem he had was that he couldn't pass through solid objects while in the Shadow Realm and if he wanted to interact with something he would have to come out.

Brex found it annoying at times whenever he was in this state. He could only travel and observe. While doors were constantly an issue that he had to watch out for. That being said, he had to wait a few minutes for the front doors to be opened by any pony that would be going through them.

Finally, after nearly seven minutes had passed, did one exit building and Brex had to do that thing where he turned his body into a more malleable form just so he could squeeze through the small opening that was left just before the door fully closed.

When he had fully formed himself again after a moment of landing within, he thought to himself, “That's never gonna be something I'll be used to doing. I literally felt my organs shifting around when I do that. I bet that the anime character I got this power from didn’t have this sort of trouble… maybe I’m doing it wrong.”

After taking a quick glance around, Brex saw that he was in a large waiting room of some sort with a number of chairs neatly put into multiple rows. He then spotted the counter with a few mare’s sitting behind. All of them currently talking to other ponies and getting some paperwork signed. Brex would also hear them asking general questions such as to their names and the nature of the injuries they were in for.

What caught his attention quickly, was how there were no male staff members from what he could see with the uniforms after watching a number of hospital workers coming and going through the few doors leading into the waiting room.

He then mumbled within his head, “I guess they don't really trust males to go and do the work of caring for others either, now do they?” he then took a few minutes to make sure that he hadn’t jumped the gun but a few more nurses came by and still, not one stallion was among them.

He then went on with his internal ramblings and said, “I'm starting to think that they really just don't trust us with anything important at all. Just what do they do anyway? Makes me think that Night Light was lucky to even get a guard job at all, even if it was a cushy one within a history museum. They ones that hired him must have thought that nothing would ever happen to the stallion.”

Brex then kept an ear open for any indication as to where they would be keeping the Unicorn and his family. With it being such a big news and all in the papers, it didn't take long before he caught wind of a few attendants talking to one another.

At first, it was just some random nonsense as Brex just stood there with a blank expression on his face while waving his right hand in a circular motion as to somehow force them into moving on with something relevant, even though they had no idea he was even there.

While waiting Brex was beginning to show signs of agitation with his right eye having a twitch now and then. He began to think to himself, “Oh come on, really?! They’re talking about everything but what I wanna know about. Please don’t! Ugh, no, please just skip that one. I don’t wanna know about what you did last weekend when you went to get your mane done… The roles are reversed on this world, why aren’t they talking about other things?”

Finally, after hearing some personal tidbits that he would rather not have ever heard of. The pair had gotten around to mention something about a stallion in an emergency room on the third floor, in section F.

As soon as he heard that, he quickly ran over to a board that displayed a map layout of the hospital and begun to frantically search until he found the area question. It took a few seconds for him to memorize the layout and come up with a direct path that would get him there. It baffled him how all of the hospitals were made to be like a maze and he scratched his head for a moment before thinking, “I wonder if that's a multi-verse thing?”

After getting past that question, he shook his head and was on his way. To say that it was extremely aggravating for the Roegadyn was a drastic understatement right now. Being stuck in the Shadow Realm to avoid detection was something that he didn't want to experience any time again soon. He literally had to wait at every single door and elevator for some pony to open them in order to move on.

Now, the elevator was the most aggravating part for him. He had to wait at least a good eight minutes before any who stepped onto the elevator had pressed a correct button for the floor he wanted. Brex could have done it himself and pressed the button for the Florida wanted but the inside was well lit, so there was no way for him to have an exit from the shadows. It also didn’t help that there was always a pony in there.

All the while, he was tapping his foot impatiently with a aggravated expression behind his mask from having to listen to the same elevator music nearly nonstop. He swore to himself, if he ever found the pony who wrote the peace had to listen to, he was going to strangle them with their own harp.

As the elevator doors opened on the third floor, did he dash out and had to resist the urge to scream, “I'm free!” Afterwards, he went down the hallway until he came across a number of closed doors and just a short way away, on the left-hand side of the hallway was a small reception area that had two nurses standing behind the counter.

On the wall, opposite of the reception desk, there was a large white whiteboard with a row of names with numbers for the rooms listed. Brex went over and while pointing at each one, he went down the row of ponies until he had finally come across the one with the name Night Light.

It showed him to be in the extensive care zone, which is all the way down at ended of the hallway. When he turned his head left to look in that direction, his eyes blanched when he saw that there was a thick door that was currently shut that way.

Rubbing his hand down the front of his mask in frustration, he saw that it was one of those types that required the nurse at the reception desk to press a button in order to open.

He then threw his head back and looked up to the ceiling while grumbling under his breath, “Great just great... I'm gonna have to wait until someone goes through that.” He began to walk closer to the door slowly while examining his surroundings.

He then caught sight of an air vent off to the right-hand wall near the ceiling of the door and contemplated squeezing through in his more fluidic form. But that thought stopped within a few seconds as he realized that not even his head would have been able to fit through that small opening.

Again, his large stature was becoming a hindrance to his actions. He wondered what it would be like if he had chosen a different race, one that was capable of moving through places without the worry of getting stuck. With a heavy sigh, his shoulders sank and he just went over back to the reception desk and sat along the wall that had many waiting chairs that were currently all empty.

The minute's tick by at an agonizingly, slow pace. Soon those minutes became an hour and then another hour. Everything was becoming a blur with the ambient sounds seemingly getting louder has his hearing adjusted to his surroundings.

Brex was at this point, leaning back into the chair and was resting his head against the wall behind him. The hallway was filled with the nearly perceivable sounds of the heart monitors and distant ramblings of the workers of the hospital.

It had even gotten to the point that he was fighting himself from continuously yawning every few moments. There was this one particularly strong yawn that escaped his lips that had caused his jaw to get stuck open and he was trying frantically to close it, at the same time ignoring the pain it was causing.

At the same time Brex was yawning, the two mare’s that were at the reception desk were looking around and had worried expressions on their faces. By the time Brex had managed to close his mouth again, he had caught one of the mare’s saying something that made him feel a little embarrassed.

As it turned out, his yawning did not go unnoticed and they were talking as if they were worried about the hospital being haunted with the odd moaning sounds that they were hearing that were coming from nowhere.

Another hour passed, Brex had to sit there while listening to the pair speaking now and then. Thanks to the embarrassment he had felt, he was able to prevent any more yawns from escaping him. The last thing Brex needed, was to cause some type of panic right now seeing as there were other patients and it wouldn't be very good if the doctors weren't able to do their jobs very well. Especially if he was the cause.

It was now getting close to ten in the morning when he started to hear a set of hoof steps that were coming in the direction from the elevator. From his current distance, Brex could see that it was an adult mare and he could make out a small child that couldn't have been more than six years old.

The older one was about five feet tall and appear to be a mare with a light-gray fur coloring. Her mane and tail were that of a lighter shade of purple along some white streaks thrown in there. She was wearing a modest office work suit that had a skirt that was just going past her knees. When they got closer, he saw that she had a baby blue set of eyes and embroidered onto her right shoulder, was a set of three purple, five-pointed stars.

As for the shorter one, she was wearing a purple dress with a six-pointed star that was covering most of the front of the dress’s upper section. She was purple in color, while her mane and tail were that of a very dark shade of purple and a single streak of hot pink running through, or perhaps a type of purple, but he wasn't quite sure.

What he noticed next had caused him to tilt his head. On the girl's face was a set of big, wide glasses that she was currently fixing back in place with her left hand while a large tomb was held tightly at her side with the other.

There was no doubt in his mind that these were both Twilight Sparkle and Twilight velvet, the daughter and wife of Night Light.

Of course, he wanted to make sure that he wasn't mistaken seeing as a lot of ponies had varying color schemes, so he glanced up at the at their status bars and confirmed their names.

Twilight Velvet was apparently level thirteen. As for Twilight Sparkle, she was currently at level two. Internally Brex chuckled to himself after seeing as that was the lowest level he had seen so far since coming to Equestria.

The pair then went over to the reception desk and began to speak with the nurses. After a few moments of talking between one another, did the mare behind the desk motion towards the set of doors at the far end of the hallway.

Seeing that this was the opportunity he was waiting for after so long, Brex got to his feet and followed both the mother and child close behind. Being mindful of not making too much noise with his steps on the tile flooring.

When they had gone to the door’s, Twilight Velvet turned around and watched as the nurse from the desk reached over and pressed a hidden button, which then began the opening process.

During those few seconds, Brex could see her face clearly and even though she was putting on a brave front and had a little bit of makeup on, he was able to tell that she had some bags under her eyes from a lack of rest.

It was clear that the mare had been going through a lot with her husband in the hospital and keeping up with caring for her child. As for Twilight Sparkle, Brex couldn't get a good view of her face, but she was dragging her hoofs and was looking down to the floor pretty much the entire time while fixing her glasses every few seconds.

He had recalled that the only time he ever seen the girl wearing glasses, was back when they did the Equestria girl's version of the show. He silently hummed to himself as he began to think, “I wonder if she ever had those when she was a pony and got her eyes fixed later on?” He couldn't resist by going on to think that a small Twilight Sparkle with glasses was kind of adorable.

After the doors were fully open did the set go on into the next section of the building. Brex had to rush to get through before getting caught between the doors when they closed.

The three of them were now in an area that was mostly in an oval shape with rows of openings that would show some others sleeping to beds. Most of which could only be cut off from the rest of the room by a thin veil of curtains. There was one in particular that had a door with a very alarming picture of a skull in crossbones to the side of it that had the words, dangerous and caution printed in bold letters next to it.

Looking down towards Twilight, Brex brought his gaze backup to the offending sign and thought angrily, “Fucking assholes! They could have chosen something that didn't display such an image or those words when they have a kid visiting their father. No! no… calm down. No need to cause a scene.” Brex had to shake his head in order to calm himself down a little bit over the inconsideration of some of these ponies.

Brex followed them as they went through the door and into the smaller room. He found that there were a few lights turned on near the bed and one of the windows had its blinds open close to a third of the way to allow some natural light to come in.

There was a number of machines that Brex understood to be monitoring devices that were leading to the one that was resting in bed. Twilight Sparkle approach the bed and placed the book she was holding onto the night stand nearby.

In bed, was a greyish azure colored stallion with a dark blue mane, that seemed a little disheveled with how it wasn’t neatly combed while in the hospital. He had just opened his eyes a little bit upon seeing his wife and daughter entering the room and was now beaming with a weak smile.

Twilight Velvet soon joined her daughter and was now leaning in to whisper good morning to her husband Night Light. The pony in question was now opening their eyes a little more, be it slowly. Brex could clearly tell that the pony was having a hard time in focusing with how long it took him to have a bigger smile to cross his face before replying in a somewhat strained voice, “Good morning, dear.”

That was when the voice of Twilight Sparkle as she called out to Night Light by saying, “Daddy! You sure sleep a lot.” This got a weak chuckle from the stallion as they all look towards the one who had just spoken and saw how Twilight was trying frantically to climb up onto the bed. She was obviously too short to get on without any help. This was evident with her arms just barely able to cling to the fabric While giving off these adorable little grunts of exertion as she tries desperately to pull herself up.

It didn't take long before a pair of hands had taken hold of her from underneath her arms and hoisted her up so that she could sit on the bed. Twilight then thanked her mother, but not until she had finished giving a small pout of protest that she could have done in herself.

Brex felt himself smirking at the adorable site. He didn't know why all kids wanted to do things all by themselves and refused help from others when it was needed. He thought that it was most likely their stubborn streak and wanting to show that they were more capable than others thought.

Brex stood over to the far side of the room as to stay out of their way and observe their conversations to get some more details on the stallions condition.

After a little bit, Brex focused on Night Light and tapped onto using the Echo. The room slowly transitioned into darkness. When the lights came back, the room had changed to that of a large opened area that had stone columns spread all about.

There were multitudes of display cases that sat at the top granite pedestals. Just a little way before him stood Night Light who was currently wearing his museum guard uniform. It was mostly blue with a silver shield that was pinned to his left breast pocket. A top his head was a small blue cap that had a black rim going around and there were yellow words printed on the black area saying, security.

There was another guard nearby that was walking alongside of him. This one was apparently a mare wearing the same type of outfit, all be it a bit slimmer. The pair were making their way through the exhibits while keeping an eye out for anything odd by the looks of it.

The mare was a light shade of pink, with a little bit of green coming out from what little mane was sticking out that wasn’t hidden underneath her cap. Just as they were about to head into the next room, she said to Night Light, “So care to explain why you've been taking so many double shifts lately? All I know is that you're trying to get some favors for getting a day off on a certain day. What's going on? Got something going on with your Partner? Oh, let me guess, she's finally letting another join you both to start a herd?”

Brex then saw how Night Light was looking a little uncomfortable for a second before he shook his head and replied by saying, “Ha-ha, no, nothing like that I assure you. I'm a one mare stallion, you know that. No, I'm just trying to make sure I can get that day off so I can attend my daughter's entrance exam for the School for Gifted Unicorns that's coming up soon. She's been studying a whole lot and we both believe that she has a good shot at getting in.”

The look on Night Light's face was becoming more brighter with each word he spoke about his little girl. Brex began to feel the emotions coming through and a strong sense of pride was beginning to overload his senses. He had to concentrate a little harder as to keep the vision going.

Soon, the scene switched to another and this one showed that the pair was about to split off to go in different directions when they had come across a T-shaped intersection. Night Light chose to go to the right.

The guard mare waved to Night Light and called out, “Make sure you don't get yourself hurt. Oh, by the way, they just brought in some more pieces from that dig site. If you happen to see things scattered about, we need to document that. They need to be stacked correctly. Sometimes the day shift gets a bit lazy and just drops them wherever.”

After that exchange, the scene changed again. This time it was just Night Light by himself while walking through what appear to be a storage area that had a large archway leading into another part of the display area that was about halfway put together.

There was at least a dozen or so display cases and nearly all of them were covered with some white tarps. The ones that were left uncovered were empty, but there were a few wooden crates sitting next to the pedestals.

Night Light approached one of the boxes and leaned forward. Trying get a look at the item inside thanks to the lid being removed beforehand by one of the workers that day.

By the looks of it, it was some small trinkets of metal mixed in with some pieces of rocks of varying sizes. Unfortunately thanks to it being a memory from the pony and not being that of reality, Brex was unable to get a very good image to tell just what it was he was looking at.

He then heard Night Light beginning to talk to himself as he stood back up, “I wonder where they got these from anyway. Spot Light did say that they came from a new dig site. Maybe after we take care of the entrance exams, I can ask the curator if I can bring in my little girl to see these before they get shown to the public.”

“Shouldn't be too much of a problem. Aside from the library, Twilight pretty much lives here too. I bet if there was some old dusty scroll mixed in here somewhere, I would be hard pressed to keep her from busting down the doors to try and read it.” There was then a series of chuckles that came from the guy and Brex couldn't help but do the same. It then popped into his head. The scene of Twilight busting down the front doors like some bull in a China shop, just to get at something new to read.

It then struck him that Night Light had called the other guard Spot Light and wondered if they were related or if it was just another one of those names that simply sounded as if they were from the same family. Brex wasn’t sure if Twilight’s dad had a sister in the show.

The scene soon changed after Night Light went to another section of the museum. The next scene showed the same room, but judging from the amount of light being let in through the windows, the sun must have recently of gone down. Before, everything was pretty well lit up, now things were now relying heavily on crystal light fixtures and these were leaving much to be desired with all the dark areas being left out.

Night Light had made his way over to one of the pedestals and when he turned around, he was looking down to the floor several feet away. Brex watched as he walked forward and crouched down, only to pick up what appeared to be a small piece of metal that was heavily rested.

The stallion then said to himself, “Huh? That's weird, I could have sworn there was nothing like this on the ground earlier. Did I just miss it on my first pass? I'd better go find Spot Light and report this. Some pony could really get hurt if they step on some random object that was just left in the middle of the floor like this.”

There was then a loud crash that came from somewhere behind him. Brex saw how Night Light had charged over and was Immediately broadsided when one of the stacks of crates was pushed over on and on to him. The pony had brought both of his arms to shield his head but was brought down.

One of the boxes had tumbled over a few times and a contents within had spilled out. It appeared to be a large piece of rock, but it crashed into one of the stone pedestals and broke open. Inside was what could have been a jumbo-sized version of a fire cluster. Suddenly, the cluster exploded and this caused a series of miniature explosions nearby.

Apparently, all of the rocks held fire clusters within and there must have been at least thirty or forty of them scattered all over the ground after being released from their confines. The first explosion had caused a chain reaction with all the others that had spilled out from multiple crates.

With all the concussive blasts happening, most of the display cases were shattered, along with what was already placed within began to tumble around.

One of which appeared to be a ceramic urn that depicted a large plant with four long vines reaching to the heavens. When the urn crashed to the ground after being released from the glass case, it broke into dozens of pieces.

From that, came a black dust cloud that enveloped the immediate area. It didn't take long for to dissipate but Night Light had taken it in a good breath of it and began to cough violently. There was a large cracking sound that came from somewhere off to the side of Night Light as he laid on the ground. One of the tall supporting pillars for the roof had started to tumble over and fall near the pony.

But before the vision can go any further the link was broken. Brex stood there within the hospital room once again and was clutching at his head after experiencing such a long set of images. He thought to himself, “I really, really, need to get a better feel for that. It seems that the longer the vision goes, the more stress it puts on me.”

After taking a moment to recover his senses fully, Brex started to go over what he had seen. From the looks of it, Night Light had interrupted the robbery but ended up getting exposed to something that was sealed away in that urn with that picture of a plant. Oddly enough, it looked a lot like the creature that he'd come across when he exited the cave with a Tree of Harmony that had dropped the token for summoning Ryu.

A good twenty minutes passed by with them talking about daily life activities. Then it came to the subject about the upcoming exams to enter the School for Gifted Unicorns. Brex was beginning to tune things out but as soon as that subject came up, he began to take more interest in what they were saying.

His eyes went wide as dinner plates from behind his mask when he suddenly heard that Twilight was not going to go. Both of her parents gave her a warm smile, but tried to convince her into going even with her father still in the hospital. But in the end, she was adamant about being with her dad until he had gotten better.

It was obvious with how the two parents were giving her wide smiles, but as an adult, Brex was able to tell that they were wincing from just behind those faces. The pair knew how bad the father's situation was and they couldn't bring themselves to explain it to their daughter.

During their talks, he was able to glance over at all the machines, as well as the information that was currently being shown on the clipboard near the end of the bed that was facing him.

Without being able to interact with anything, Brex wasn't able to comb through all the medical information. Although, from what he was able to gleam, along with what knowledge he had gained from reading a multitude of books about their anatomy from both eight-hundred years ago and now, it was obvious that whatever was going on with Night Light, was something that couldn’t be easily cured with what they had available now.

Night Light's vital showed that his blood pressure was dangerously low. Also, his heart rate would spike erratically which was not a good sign with how he was not being exposed to any new forms of stress whenever it happened. There was even one of the graphs that was showing his internal body temperature. From the it, showed that it was several degrees above what it should be, which meant he was having a high fever, even though he wasn't showing any symptoms of it happening.

Soon, a nurse came in and the family that was visiting had to step aside while the stallion was getting another checkup. When the nurse was finished, she looked over to Twilight Velvet and gave a shake of the head while Twilight Sparkle was looking away.

Brex could see that Twilight Velvet was on the verge of crying, but had recovered enough to hide it from her daughter before it was seen.

The nurse then asked if the wife could come out and have a word with her and Twilight Velvet agreed. They closed the door behind them as they told Twilight Sparkle that they were going to go and talk about treatment options and that she should stay with her father.

The little girl agreed and went over to her dad and started to talk about her day. Night Light gave her a weak smile as he laid back into his bed and answered a few yes or no questions that the young one was sending in his direction.

Aside from Twilight Sparkle speaking, the room was filled with the constant beeps of the instruments monitoring her father.

A few minutes had gone by and Brex noticed that Twilight was still talking, however, Night Light was apparently out cold and now sound asleep. Taking a good look at the pony, the Roegadyn used the examination function and opened up a window that displayed the stallion. At the moment the only thing it showed him to be equipped with was one of those nightgowns that would be given to patients and a wedding ring on his left hand.

After a bit more of searching, he closed the window and glanced back at his status bar. From the looks of things, Night Light was down to about six percent of his health and it had just dropped down to five during the time he was looking at it.

Brex had expected to see some type of a negative buff placed on the guy, but he didn't find anything. He cursed to himself about it not being as easy as he thought it would be. If it was a simple effect that was being done by a disease or a poison, then it could have easily been removed with an antidote.

Now if the problem was due to a magic effect or curse, that would have been a simple matter with the use of his Esuna spell. He was brought out of his thoughts when he suddenly heard Twilight's voice that was turning into real concern when she was repeating her father's name over and over, but to get no response. It would seem that she had finally noticed that her dad was no longer conscious and was now beginning to freak out.

Seeing this caused Brex take an involuntary step forward. Luckily the heavy footstep was unnoticed by the girl who is frantically running in place at the side of the bed and was on the verge of hyperventilating.

Before he could do anything else, he watched as Twilight looked towards the table that she had placed her book and snatched it up in her hands.

She then began to scream at it as if it was a living creature while crying out, “MY DAD IS DYING! WHAT GOOD IS MAGIC IF IT CAN’T EVEN HELP MY DAD!? THEY HAVE ALL OF THESE DOCTORS BUT THEY CAN’T DO ANYTHING FOR HIM! DADDY… MY DADDY WORKDS SO HARD. HE EVEN WORKED MORE HOURS THIS WEEK JUST SO HE WOULD BE THERE WHEN I WHENT TO THAT… THAT! STUPID SCHOOL!! THIS WAS ALL BECAUSE I WAS SO FOCUSED ON LEARNING MAGIC! THIS IS ALL MY FAULT!! I KNEW THAT THE BOOKS I WOULD NEED FOR THE CLASS’S WERE EXPENSIVE… THAT’S WHY HE GOT THAT JOB… BECAUSE OF ME… My… My dad… He's going too…”

In one quick motion, Twilight raised the book high above her head and threw it as hard as her small arms could into the nearby waste basket. Brex had to hold in his astonished gasp at seeing Twilight mistreating a book. Such a sight was up there alongside of saying that the Earth really was flat or gravity was suddenly turned in reverse and everything was thrown into the sky. Or even worse... Pinkie Pie… acting normal. That very concept caused a series of, ‘Da da da~’ To echo in his head.

Brex thought, “This was really bad. Not only would Twilight not go to the school, but this would also destroy all her dreams in learning magic. If something wasn't done right now, then everything will fall apart. Nightmare Moon won't be stopped. Luna won't return. Discord will have free rain when he finally breaks loose. So many things will go wrong.”

Brex looked around the room in a frantic attempt to find out what he could try to somehow fix this. He knew that he couldn't use any type of potion seeing as there's no status ailments detectable. Healing would only be a stopgap seeing how Night Light's health points were going down on their own. They must have been using healing magic of some sort on him but it's clearly not doing enough.

He needed to do something right now. Something that would cause Twilight to not lose her father and regain her confidence in magic. To her, magic was failing her dad. His eyes were darting across the room even faster than before trying to spot something... Anything.

Lifting his right hand, Brex looked at his palm. He then glanced back at the scene before him before looking back down. Seeing this only caused Brex to feel a pain in his chest. He was on the verge of crying as if he was feeling what Twilight was going through right now. A sense of being powerless, the sense of hopelessness. A lump began to form in the back of his throat that threatened to prevent him from breathing.

He began to recall what happened when he had used that new skill. How it was able to purify the negative energy from whatever was infecting the elemental. The idea crossed his mind to use the same skill on Twilight's dad, he also started to remember what the repercussions were when putting it into use and how it was glitched as fuck.

He had no idea if using the skill would even have any effect on something like whatever was affecting Night Light. The sudden wailing of despair from Twilight broke him from his thoughts once more.

Rory spoke up from in his head and asked while seeming to be very worried, “What are you planning on? By the looks of things, he’s gonna be a goner soon at rate things are going.”

Sounding as if he was not anywhere near being one hundred percent sure on his next action. He spoke to Rory in a panic and said, “I'm, I’m about to do something incredibly stupid and way out of character, also, that I am sure without a doubt, that I am going to regret at some point in my life. Now, whatever happens, I want you to not interfere, OK?”

This got Rory to reply with a strained and stretched out, “Ooooooooookaay...” that showed that she wasn’t all that happy with what was just said.

Taking in a deep breath, Brex began to silently pray, “I know that I say, Buy the twelve, all the time... And seeing as this world is based off of that one... I really, really! Hope that one of them is listening to this... Daddy... Little Light... Little Moon... Anyone! What I'm about to do, I just hope that it does not hurt others. I'm fully prepared to get launched through another mountain if I have to if I could do something for Twilight's dad...”

Rory heard this prayer and quickly jumped In and yelled at nearly the top of her lungs in panic, “Master! Don't you dare do what I think you're going to do!” Before she could say anything else, he snapped at her in the most aggressive tone that he had ever used towards Rory and said, “Rory! I said… to stay out of this. If you're gonna continue calling me your Master, then do WHAT... I SAY!” Every one of his words at the end was emphasized with an intense rage behind them.

There was a small gulp sound that came from within, along with the familiar sensation of Rory retreating deeper within his mind. He then thought to himself, “I'm really, really sorry I had to say that to you. I just hope you won't hold it against me. I know you are only trying to protect me from making a mistake...”

After taking a few quiet deep breaths. Brex turned towards the bathroom that was connected to Night Light's room, which had its door wide open and the lights turned off inside. He's entered the smaller room and used the darkness to step out of the Shadow Realm and went into his windows. With a series of quick mental commands, he found himself in the armory tab for his character.

After several seconds of quick motions, he switched over to his white mage class of level 70. With a small flash of light, Brex was now wearing his maximum grade armor that had been glamoured to look like that of his iconic white mage level 50 attire.

In the game, his head would normally be fully exposed while wearing this, but now he was able to reach behind and pull the overly sized hood to conceal most of his face. This would only leave visible his chin, which had his black beard covering it.

( Here are some picture's of his gear set. )

Brex exited the bathroom as quietly as he could and began to approach the hospital bed. With how the room was set up, it had Twilight's back towards him while she was facing her father. So as a result, the young Unicorn was unable to see the sudden flash of light that Brex had made while in the bathroom, along with his entrance.

The site had made the Roegadyn pause in misstep, which only left him but a few feet away. Brex closed his eyes and began to take in slow numerous deep breaths in order to calm himself down. Getting too emotional was not going to help him and seeing Twilight in such a state was only exasperating things.

He started to think to himself, “You can do this, you can do this. Just breathe, in and breathe out. Just remember that you need to do this for her. No matter how scared I get, no matter how unsure I get, I must not show it. Think, just think. Think just think on something that would help.”

Brex took in another deep breath and held it for a few seconds before finally letting it back out. He then thought, “OK, how… How am I going to handle this? She doesn't need the paranoid version of myself. Twilight is hurting right now and she's lost all confidence in magic. She needs someone that can reassure her. Someone that can restore confidence... Right now, her father's condition seems impossible for any to help with....”

He had paused in his thoughts and had adopted an expression that show that he had come to an epiphany. From underneath his hood, Brex began to actively produce a smile that was threatening to fade almost instantly, but he managed to push through and make it stay.

His next thoughts were, “This is going to be so hard to do. Come on, you got this Brex! Just remember that guy. Put yourself in his shoes. Remember the suit remember, remember the running, remember the nonsense. Remember the bow-tie and that ridiculous fez that got shot off his head by his wife!” That was when an image of a man came to mind that was instilling a new found sense of confidence in the Roegadyn.

Scenes from a television show began to flood his mind. It was a man who was all alone and had done many impossible things. All the while instilling in a renewed sense of hope to those around him.

( The Doctor. Also, rest in piece, Red Fez hat.)

He looked over to his staff in his hand and placed it back into his inventory. Afterwards Brex began to flex a few of his limbs to loosen then up a little bit and felt how his throat was contorting in some way as to change his voice.

After a few seconds of this he opened his eyes and found that He felt almost light on his feet and there was a big dopey grin That was hidden away from underneath the hood. All the while he was on the verge of tearing up but was holding it back with a sudden flood of emotions that he was unaccustomed to filling his mind.

From within his head, Brex said the following to himself, but his internal voice had changed a little bit to soundings if he was British. “It's time I put on a show!”

He went on over to the waste basket and gingerly reached down for the book that twilight has just thrown away. By doing so, he ruffled a few of the contents inside which were comprised of some old papers that were no longer of any use.

The sound had caught Twilight's attention while she was still crying hard. She then to look over and see Brex just standing there while holding her old book in his hands.

*Point of view: Twilight Sparkle*

Twilight Sparkle had just caught sight of some pony that had just gone through the trash can. With a small sniffle escaping her lips, she used her right arm to wipe her eyes after she had first removed her glasses.

Once she was finished with the task of clearing her vision, did she put them back on and asked in a somewhat confused tone, “Who… Who are you and what are you doing in my Daddy’s room? I didn't hear any pony coming in.

The figure was wearing an odd type of robe that was mostly white but there are these red patterns on the sleeves and near the hood. The pony's face was mostly covered by the hood and what parts that would normally be visible were shrouded in its shadow. The only thing she was able make out, was the small amount of fur that was just underneath the chin, which was mostly black with just a few hints of gray on the tips.

She then heard the pony start to talk in an odd accent that was similar to those in Canterlot, but just not quite the same. It came out smooth yet at the same time deeply concerned, which nearly threw Twilight off with how distracting it was. “My oh my! Did this book say something mean to you by chance? You have to be careful when you read these days, never know what’s behind these covers. I was once told you can’t judge a book by its cover.”

She then caught him pointing an accusatory finger at the book and spoke in a disappointed tone, “Now here this, you can’t just go around saying mean things to little girls that just come around and open you up. Now, apologize this instant!”

Twilight felt as if she couldn't resist and replied with, “No it didn't say anything mean to me. It's just a book, it can't talk at all.” This got a small chuckle from the pony in robes as he replied with, “Oh but they can talk. After all, they do tell stories, don't they? Besides, I think there was one out there that would get all bitty-mic-bites a lot if it was in a horrendous mood.”

This only got Twilight to shake her head at the random word play that she was hearing from this stranger. She thought to herself, “Just who is this pony and why is even here? Also, what's with that accent, it sounds so much like the nobles on the streets.”

Twilight was about to ask her question again but the stallion began to open the book and was now thumbing through the pages at an astounding speed. This caught her attention as she had never seen someone skimming a book like that before. That one in particular having no pictures at all, so it would have made no sense to do such a thing.

After about thirty seconds of this, he gingerly closed the book and went over and placed it back on the nearby table that was next to the hospital bed. She then heard him say, “Ah, Star Swirl the Bearded. I can see that you are quite a fan of his. The book looks well used with how the bindings are so loose, yet at the same time I can tell that you've been taking great care of it. No if I'm not mistaken, I'm thinking that you are using it as your bedtime story book.”

Twilight Sparkle began to blink as she listened to this pony speaking nonsense again, but was now showing a rosy tint on her cheeks as she looked away with what could have only been considered a look of embarrassment as she replied with, “And so what if I am! I-I mean, what if I did?! I don't anymore just so you know, I don't want that book!”

The pony then asked her while apparently tilting his head a little bit from what she could see from underneath the hood, “Why would you suddenly not want your book anymore? I can tell that you really like it and you just said it didn't say anything mean to you, then why?”

Twilight was starting to get a little angry at the stupid questions and threw her arms into the air before pointing at her father in the bed. She then began to yell as she sent daggers his way with her eyes, “It's because it won't help my dad and it's because of it that, that I'm going to lose him! If I had never gotten into magic, then this might not have ever happened!”

She had suddenly come to a dead stop and had clamped her mouth with both of her hands as she stepped back. She then thought to herself, “Oh no, I just yelled at a stallion. I'm a bad pony, I'm a bad pony. We're not supposed to yell at the stallions.”

Twilight was about to apologize when the stallion went over and began to examine one of the monitors that were hooked up to her father. It wouldn't have seemed odd, but the way the pony was holding it and bringing it closer to his face, while knocking on the side of it with his knuckles gave her cause to stop the apology in its tracks.

She then watched as he continuously went over from one piece of equipment to the other as if seemingly excited with how he was moving at a rapid pace without stopping for more than a few seconds before moving on to the next.

Afterwards, he went over to the paperwork at the edge of the bed and begin combing through it while mumbling to himself, “Rubbish! Rubbish, just rubbish. No, that won't do, no this won't do at all. Ha-ha! Oh, wait, hold on, nope! False alarm!”

He then went on to move and was getting closer to her father from the opposite side of the bed, which was facing a large window and began to lean in. He then used his fingers to open her father's eyes for a few seconds. He then went on to examining the inside of his mouth before closing it immediately to lean way back. As soon as he had done this, he loudly proclaimed, “Gah! Well, I know one thing, they've been feeding your dad that horrible hospital food. Because that just stinks!”

This had caused her to lash out and yell at the stallion once more, “Hey! Of course, my dad stinks, he’s been here for a couple days. It's not like he’s been able to brush his teeth much!” There was a sudden, Eep! That came from Twilight as she closed her hands over her mouth once again. She had no idea what was going on with this pony, but he was obviously unwell.

Twilight had wondered why he was examining everything at such a high speed without giving it enough time to show all that much and had begun to look over her father. Only to instantly insult him.

Being such an intelligent young Unicorn that she was, her eyes suddenly shot wide open as she uncovered her mouth and quickly pointed towards the stallion before saying, “I-I see what you're doing! You're trying to make me angry so I wouldn't cry anymore, aren't you?”

The stallion turned a little bit towards her and quickly replied with a juvenile tone behind his voice, “Oh no! No, no, no why would I ever do such a thing? I'm not trying to make you angry. I'm just saying that the hospital food here is awful. Hmm, I don't know why it is, it must be a rule that it has to be bad. How else are they gonna get their patients to leave?”

Twilight quickly responded with an extremely confused, “Huh? What? No! They give you food that's meant to help you recover better and doesn't give you anything you don't need.” This only got a quick shrug from the stallion as he replied with, “OK, well believe what you want, but I personally believe that they intentionally give you really bad food that way, you try to get better and finally get out of their house.”

The young Unicorn had scrunched up her face in more confusion as she heard him call the hospital a house and went to correct stallion by speaking in a nearly exhausted voice, “This isn't a house. This is a hospital!”

She then caught how he was looking back-and-forth across the room and then went over to the window and looked outside after opening it. After a few seconds, he turned around and went back to the spot he was at previously and scratched the back of his hood before Saying, “I guess you're right. That would explain the lack of couches and refrigerators. Not to mention there's no television. Hmm… I thought that there were way too many chairs to be normal.”

Twilight began to scratch the back of her head in frustration at how strange the stallion was acting, along with trying to figure out what this television thing was, that he was just mentioning. She then asked, “Again, you still haven't answered my question. Who are you and what are you doing here?

The stallion then brought up his hands to slam his fist down onto his right palm and quickly said, “Oh sorry about that, I can get a little distracted sometimes. New things will do that. Well, as for my name...” There was a short pause before he went on with saying, “Oh that one's a little complicated. Can't really decide on what it is. I guess I take do care of things, so... How about you call me The Caretaker? We good? GOOD!”

Twilight tilted her head in confusion the as she asked, The... Caretaker of what? The stallion then simply replied with, “Just the Caretaker. Nothing more, nothing less. Now seeing as there's a problem that needs to be taken care of, maybe I can help you with it.”

She then looked down into the side with her eyes as she began to speak in a defeated tone, “There's nothing you can do. The doctors did everything they could and we don't have any magic or medicine that that will cure my dad of whatever is making him sick. I don't think even princess Celestia can do anything..." It didn't escape her when the stallion gave a quick flinch as soon as she had mentioned the princess.

This apparently had drawn out an amused chuckle from the stallion which only caused Twilight to look at him with an intense rage behind her eyes as she yelled, “Why are you laughing! It's not funny, my dad's going to DIE!”

The stallion then brought up his hands in front of him as a form of defense before quickly answering, “No, no, no, no. I'm not laughing at you or your dad's circumstances, but I'm just amused that you think they did absolutely everything.”

Twilight quickly snapped back by saying, “Of course they did everything. They used every magic spell in the book! I know, I even looked up the book that they used. There's just no helping my dad...”

She then saw how he was wagging his right hands index finger before he said, “Ah, I see what you mean. Are you referring to the medical text book on Pony Anatomy and Magic volume number 47?”

When she heard this, she felt her jaw nearly dropping at the sudden reference. That had been, in fact the same book that she was looking up only last night at home that listed all the known spells used in the medical field. Twilight asked herself, “How would a stallion know anything about medical practices?”

As far as twilight knew, there hadn't been any competent magic users or medical personnel with skills among the stallions for a good many years from what she had learned from books. Star Swirl the Bearded was the last in recorded history to be known as a competent male and had made great strides in multiple fields of magic. But after his passing, things began to decline rapidly when it came to the males doing anything important in society.

Twilight then asked with a skeptical look on her face, “Are you saying that you really did read that book?” This got her a quick reply of an overly enthusiastic head bob and Twilight was almost positive that she had seen a small smirk showing as the hood bobbed just a little bit.

She narrowed her eyes and leaned in a little bit just before she asked, “Fine! Then prove it to me. What's on page 61, 92... And.... Uh, Ah!... 116!” That last one had taken her a second to come up with and she herself had actually forgotten what was on that page, but wanted to throw in that third page number just for good measure.

The stallion quickly replied in a sing-song voice as he went back to looking over the monitoring equipment. “Page 62 talks about the inner ear canal of a Pegasus. To be more accurate, the part that helps with their ability to hear while under high amounts of air pressure as they fly at higher altitudes.”

“Hmm, now as for Page 92, that’s on the tail end of discussing the effects of what is commonly called as, Magical Exhaustion. Which mostly consists of the following symptoms, heavy labored breathing, trouble with focusing on tasks, blurred vision, migraines, extreme levels of fatigue and magic misfires which could lead to a Unicorn passing out. Also, in extreme circumstances, it can even lead to one's death.”

She then heard him coughing into his hand before turning completely around as he said, “Now as for page 116...” There was a slight pause before he continued with, “I'm rather surprised that a mare of your age would even know about that page. Really! There should be some kind of age limit on that book. But if you need me to tell you... Then that page talks about what happens when you stroke a female Unicorn's horn in a particular spot to gain a, *COUGH* Physical response of a certain nature.”

To say that Twilight was dumbfounded at how quickly the stallion was able say just what those pages were about, not to mention he was capable of reciting a few things from those was an understatement.

However, when it came to that last page number that she had given, Twilight had to think carefully over his response and quickly began to blush furiously. The young mare had completely forgotten that in that section of the book, was completely focused on mating habits and sexual intercourse.

Steam was quite literally coming off of the small pony as she stood there turning from purple, to a deep shade of red due to the extreme levels of embarrassment she was feeling.

Twilight had combed over that entire book in order to try and help her dad, but it had taken her a few pages into that one section before she realized what she was reading and skipped over the rest of it until she got to something new.

Now that she thought about it, there was a marker on the book that said it was for those of the age of thirteen and higher. Twilight had disregarded it thinking that it was nothing and only referred to one's reading capabilities.

She then quickly shook her head and shot back at the stallion; “OK, fine! You know about the book, so what does that got do with anything?”

She then heard the stallion saying, “How long do you think magics been around for?” Without even thinking, Twilight was about to answer that but as soon as she that opened her mouth, she clamped it down and began to adopt a thinking gesture with her hands scratching the back overhead.

She then answered, “A… Really long time, I know that. Sense as far back as the founding of Equestria.” When Twilight had finished, she had caught him raising his finger just as he was about to say, “Now, if magic has been around for as long as you say, tell me just how many spells do you think there are. Oh, and that was a rhetorical question, I'll tell you now.”

“On record, there are approximately 35,821 that are officially recognized. Now, when it comes to the medical profession, that number goes down to 3,195. Wow! You ponies have a lot of spells!” That last quip caused Twilight to scrunch upper face and confusion.

Twilights jaw just dropped after hearing how many magic spells there are in the world. This alone wouldn’t had been enough to gain this type of reaction however. It was really over how this stallion was able to know about something like the exact numbers, that is if it was even true to begin with.

However, what he said had dawn on her as to how he said that there were officially recognized spells. This meant that there were others out there that have yet to have been used on her dad. With a hesitant tone in her voice, she spoke out weakly and asked, “Y-You wouldn't happen to know of any spells that are not in that textbook, would you?”

Her eyes lit up when she heard him say, “But of course my dear! There are new spells being made every single day. There are also spells that have been forgotten every single day as well. Now, as for what can help your dad. I think I got something that just might work.”

Now with this new found sense of hope, Twilight leaned into the bed and spoke to the stallion on the other side and asked, “Can you tell me what it is? Maybe I can cast it!”

The stallion then said, “I'm afraid I can't teach you the spell, because it's not yet complete. I've actually only used it one other time and well… There was a bit of a kick back.” He had been making a so-and-so motion with his right hand when he had said that last bit.

Her mouth had just been dropped again after hearing that a stallion had been working on a new spell that could have an effect when everything else that had been tried by a female doctor had gone with little to no results. Hesitantly, she asked, “Do you really think that it would cure my dad?”

The stallion had taken on a thinking pose as he absentmindedly stroked his beard while turning halfway to the right. He had turned towards her a few more times before returning back to his original thinking pose before asking his own question, “Do you think we can keep this as our little secret? After all, I am just a male. Wouldn't want to step on any hoofs and discredit any of the doctors. Now, would I?”

Twilight thought it was odd that this stallion wouldn't want to gain any type of recognition, especially if it was for developing a new spell. Twilight began to wonder if there were others out there that had made a new spell as well, but never got the recognition. If that was the case, then it would explain why only the female Unicorns have been making them and getting published.”

But to her, if it meant helping out her father, then agreeing to keep the spell a secret was but a small price to pay. So, Twilight gave him a strong nod as she said, “I promise I won’t tell another pony about what I see here.”

He then clapped his hands together and quickly said, “Well then, we got a few things to take care of before I start. Let's get this window open and that door blocked. Also, we need to get anything that could possibly fly around put away. Don’t want to lose an eye from a runaway bed pan! Trust me, I seen those things do some damage to another.”

He paused again and asked, “Um, before we do anything, do you know if there are any rhinos around? You know, like the kind that have big horns and… like to take hospitals?” Twilight gave him the, are you serious look. Before replying, “I… don’t think so…” He then showed a relived sigh before saying, “Ah good! I don’t want to mess with them.”

Twilight quickly replied with, “Huh!” Before she watched the stallion running over and grabbing all of the objects that were small enough to be blown away and placed them inside of containers such as drawers and cabinets within the room. Afterwards he grabbed one of the spare chairs and use it to prop up against the door handles to prevent any pony from coming in.

By the time she knew it, something had been pushed into her hands. Twilight found it to be her book from earlier. Before she could ask as to why he had given this back to her, the stallion said, “Now you seem like a smart cookie. Tell me, if you were to say that casting a magic spell required parts, then what would you say those parts are in percentages?”

Twilight responded with, “Well there's the amount of magic you need, then there's the focus and... And...” Twilight was having a small breakdown as she was unsure how to answer such a question. No pony had ever asked her such a thing, but she was positive that she had seen it written down somewhere before.

She was going to try and say more but she saw how he was in the middle of doing something, but stopped in his tracks to look at her dad. As if some pony had lit a fire under his hooves, The stallion moved even quicker at getting the room ready. Which only took another minute at the rate he was going.

When the preparations were completed, he was now standing between the bed and the open window was directly behind him.

The stallion then brought his right arm up and was pulling it back as if to thrust is palm forward only a second later. As soon as he had done that, he spoke up and said, “Allow me to answer that question. Normally I'll follow this type of principle when it comes to casting a magic spell.”

“You see, I knew someone from a while back that was teaching me magic and they had a formula that they were trying to drill into my head. Mind you, I was having trouble at the time and the lessons were really hard to understand.”

“Now what she said was, a magic spell needs one to have a focused mind and a sound body. One has to use the following to cast an effective magic circuit. 20 percent energy, 40 percent calculations, 20 percent preparations and 20 percent concentration.”

After hearing this, Twilight nodded as she understood what this mare was saying when she was teaching this stallion. Now that she thought about it, it made it all seem quite obvious.

The stallion then went on to say, “Well… After one day, I was on a walk with her dad and I got around to telling him how the lessons were going. As it turns out, he was able to use spells just like his daughter. But he had explained to me that he would do things in a somewhat different way.”

“He went and told me that whenever he was to use any kind of magic, he followed these principles. “Its 40 percent calculations, 20 percent hard work, 40 percent imagination, 60 percent believe and 40 percent luck. That's how I do, EVERYTHING!”

After hearing this, Twilight's eye began to twitch and there was a stray hair that had just poked out on one side of her mane. She called out, “EH! But! But that doesn't make any sense! Putting aside the nonsense alone, that would mean he would be doing 200%?!”

The stallion then chuckled again and replied with, “Ha! You know, I said the exact same thing. But as it turns out, I got into a little situation a while back and I followed his way of thinking. Thanks to his ways, I was able to produce this new spell.”

Twilight couldn't help but the stutter repeatedly as she tried to say, “B-But that's just! It, you can't, but… But it doesn't! How can it? Magic doesn't work like that! Things need to be exact and precise and you can't just throw in stuff like, what you were just talking about! Most of what you just said, that has no effect on magic at all!”

( Start music here.)

Right then, as she had finished with her ramblings, did Twilight see his right hand that was covered in a glove, was now giving off a faint source of light that was starting at the center of his open palm. It grew until it had spread across his entire hand and had shifted into a small amount of green, white and blue. Which was now slowly bathing the room in its seemingly warm light.

Soon, the light had begun to shift until it was becoming brighter and brighter. It had progressed to the point that she was having a hard time with looking directly at it. Twilight hadn’t noticed until a few seconds after this was being done, that she had been holding her breath.

Inside her mind, the small pony was thinking, “Am I really about to see a spell that has only been used one time before now, by a stallion no less? Wait, what's with this feeling, why do I feel all warm and fuzzy inside? Could this be a side effect from his spell?”

The quiet room began to be filled with the sounds of crackling lightning that was being emitted from the stallion's right hand. She thought that this was all part of the spell at first, but began to worry when she saw how he was showing signs of struggling. The glowing hand was twitching its fingers rather erratically and grants of pain were coming from him.

Twilight was about to call out to have him stop after seeing that it was causing the stallion some form of discomfort. Another series of electrical discharges began to coarse from his fingertips and up to his elbow. Then she heard him speaking underneath his breath, “I don't know if any if you can hear me... But if you are... A little help, would be nice...”

Twilight had no idea just who the stallion was talking about. but she was getting more concerned by the moment. She had no idea that there would be a stallion out there that would go through with something that would cause them this much pain, just so they could help another that they had only met minutes ago.

Even more grunts of pain continued to escape the stallion as he seemed to be having trouble with keeping his arm stabilized in the same position.

A sudden gust of wind came out of nowhere to blow some of the equipment hard enough that it caused the number of the wires to sway back-and-forth. She then heard him say one more word, which she didn't make out over the heavy winds.

The sound of electricity became even louder and the light was now nearly blinding at this point. Twilight was beginning to get scared at how everything seemed to be escalating. If things went on any further, she was sure that there was going to be some damages in the room. Not to mention the stallion might end up injuring himself with this unknown spell.

But before she can say or do anything, the sound of electricity and wind within the room instantly vanished, only to leave the shining light that bathed everything in its white rays.

While trying to squint eyes as much as she could to keep an eye on what was happening, she saw how his green, glowing hand was showing that it now had a symbol that was glowing in the middle of the palm. It resembled a small plant with three leaves coming from the stem.

Expecting that this was the final stage of the magic the stallion was going to use, she was startled when the clothing that covered his hand and all the way up to his shoulder was being ripped to shreds. Or so she thought at the beginning

The white cloth was ripping away in a pattern that was just like watching a flower blooming with how it was in five long pieces. Those pieces then began to move in an odd way that made them seem almost alive. There was this wave of energy that coursed along to fabrics, giving them what appeared to be a metallic sheen.

At this point, the fabric seems more like sheets of metal as they began to fold and cling to the stallion's arm. There were a series sounds reminiscent to pieces of metal that were shifting into place and colliding with one another. Until finally it was finished and this revealed that his entire right arm was now clad in a white and silver set of armor with traces of blue and red as the arm guards. The only part that was exposed now, was the front of the hand that was facing towards her father.

Twilight had never even heard of any type of magic that would have such a unique spectacle. She knew that if she hadn’t seen this with her own two eyes, then she would have never believed it.

The hand was then thrusted forth and just before it had made contact with her dad, the hand seemed to have hit an invisible wall that was a mere few inches above the pony’s form.

Twilight could do nothing else but to stand there and watch through her squinted eyes as she saw something dark being given off from dad’s body in the form of small black dots. Said dots, were accumulating quickly to where the stallion had his hand right above.

During this procedure, Twilight was sure that the light was being so intense that it should have blanketed her vision in nothing but white. Nevertheless, the way the rays shined across the room; it was as if they were passing through the walls themselves instead of bouncing back towards the three of them. She had even noticed that in spots where there should have been a shadow being caused by what the stallion was doing, there was no shadow to speak of.

Her attention was brought back towards father and the stallion when there was an ear-splitting screech that came out of nowhere. When she looked back towards the accumulating black dots, she could see that it was about the size of her fist and apparently shifting its form Between that of an orb and tendrils that were attempting to reach out at her father and herself, but was obviously avoiding getting any closer to the glowing hand. That was a mere two inches away.

The sounds that the thing was making only grew an intensity. Twilight was sure that she was feeling the reverberations throughout her own body with how loud it was getting.

Just as she was going to cover her ears to block out as much of the noise as possible. She heard the stallion calling out in a booming voice that just radiated confidence with that odd accent of his, EVERYONE GOES HOME TODAY!!!” Before he clamped down on the weird object and began to crush it between his glowing fingers.

The thing was fighting off whatever the stallion was doing by lashing out its tendrils several inches in any direction, but was beginning to dissolve into nothing as the long grueling seconds went on.

Just before the last of it was gone, the light had gotten so much brighter that Twilight had to finally close and shield their eyes as she turned away. Several seconds had passed by after she had done this and the room was now dead silent.

The small pony was now holding her breath as to hear the stallion saying something about how the spell was a success. Unfortunately, as the seconds went by, there was nothing to be heard. Twilight found that she was beginning to take in quicker breaths and was on the verge of hyperventilating at the idea that it had ended in a failure.

Just before the water works kicked in, she heard a familiar voice calling out to her with a weak tone that said, “Twilight... Twilight? What's happening, on are you OK, are you hurt?”

Snapping her eyes wide open, Twilight turned on the spot and saw that her dad was now sitting upright in bed with a look of concerned and confusion etched into his expressions.

Without skipping a beat, she literally leaped into his lap and was now laugh as she began to nuzzle her face into his chest. She hadn’t noticed it, but she was still crying and this was staining his nightgown to the point that it was almost completely damp withing seconds.

Twilight called out through her muffled words, “Daddy! Daddy, you're up! you're up! It worked! It really worked! Daddy I was so scared! I thought that I lost you!!” Twilight would have most likely have stayed like that for quite a while if it wasn't for the sudden crash coming from the door, several ponies had falling past the now open doors and were now laying across the floor.

Seeing the other ponies in the room made Twilight remember about the stallion from earlier and hurriedly turned her head around, only to find that he was nowhere to be found. The doctors that were flooding in-and-in we're standing there with their mouths almost touching the floor when they caught sight of her dad sitting up and looking as if there was never even anything wrong with him to begin with.

Twilight's mother came rushing in and did pretty much the same thing as her daughter and dived for Night Light. The family instantly became a three pony pile up on the bed with all of them giving each other hugs while crying into one another shoulders.

The doctors then started to examine Night Light and found that he was as fit as a fiddle, which confused them all to no end. Twilight had even caught her mother saying that he looked a few years younger. This ended up causing the stallion to blush heavily and a few of the doctors chuckled at his expense.

Twilight had just removed her glasses to wipe away some of her tears of joy that had started to fog them up. Just as she was about to put them back on however, she stopped and blinked while looking straight ahead. After a few more times of blinking, she had brought her glasses close to her face once again, only to lower them immediately after and repeat the process a few more times.

The young mare couldn’t bring herself to believe it. Somehow, her eyesight had miraculously been fixed and she no longer needed the use of her glasses. The only explanation that she could have come up with for them suddenly being this way, was because of the stallion’s spell.

Twilight Sparkle's mother looked over to her and with a questioning stare. Twilight Velvet asked in a small voice, “Twiley, what's wrong, is there something wrong with your glasses? You’re fiddling with them a lot.”

She only placed them down onto her lap before she said to her mother and an equally quiet voice, “I don't know why, but I don't need them anymore now. I can see just fine.”

Twilight Velvet looked towards her daughter with wide eyes before taking her face in both hands and looking into the young Unicorns eyes more carefully. She then asked, “Is that true, can you really see without them?!” Twilight Sparkle nodded furiously and this got an excited gasp from the mother before she hugged the child nearly to death.

The smaller Unicorn then started to tap on her mother’s arm to let go, all the while saying, “Mommy... C-Can’t, b-breath!” to which she was released immediately.

Even with the pair speaking as quietly as they could, one of the Doctors overheard this and called out, “Did I just hear that you right, can see perfectly fine? I guess you're one of the many who are very lucky today.”

What the Doctor said only confused Twilight Sparkle along with her parents as they all look towards the Doctor that was speaking. Seeming to sense the confusion, the Doctor then straightened her white coat and cleared her voice before answering, “It’s just that, along with yourself miss Sparkle... It would seem that every one of the patients in the hospital has suddenly recovered from whatever that was ailing them.”

She paused for a moment before continuing, while showing a facial expression that just said that she couldn't understand either, “It's not just the simple things like being sick or having a broken bone. But even the small things like injuries that were already partially healed or scars have all been removed. It seems to have affected any pony who was within the building of the time of the exposure. I myself used to play Hoof-ball. Had a small injury on my knee that I would feel now and then, but even that was gone. If I didn’t know about it, I would think I was never injured.”

Twilight Sparkle upon hearing this, only sat there while blankly staring at the far wall. Within her head, she was thinking, “Oh my... By sweet Celestia... Did he really do all that with just that one Spell?! It was really able to affect the entire hospital?! That's just insane! To have that much power to affect such a wide radius to such an extent... No stallion Unicorn should even have anywhere near that amount of magic. Not even the works of Stars Swirl the Bearded mentioned him having any ware near this much. Could it be that he’s as powerful as the princess?!”

Her thoughts stopped in their tracks when she had a full grasp on the scale to which the amount of energy would have been required for all of this and thought, “Is it possible, that he could have been an Alicorn, just like Princess Celestia?! No, no. I didn't see any wings. Hold on! Maybe he used some type of magic to hide them... No, that can't be, there's only one alicorn in existence and that's the princess... But he wanted me to keep what he did a secret... Could that mean that he’s in hiding?”

Twilight tried as hard as she could to figure out just what the reason would be for a powerful caster like Mister Caretaker to be in hiding. Soon a memory of something she had once overheard came to mind. While out with her mom, there was a few mare’s on the street that were talking about some rumor about there being these herd cults hunting down stallions. She then thought, “Could it be that he didn’t want them to get word about his skills? What do I do? I promised I wouldn't tell any pony about him.”

Unknown to any others within the room, Twilight Sparkle was struggling with an internal dilemma. Things had barely begun to calm down after several minutes since the doctors finally got into the room. But it would seem that another commotion was about to start again when a new visitor came flying through the large open window.

Landing with a heavy thud, was a crouched down alabaster colored mare. She had a long main with three color tones comprising of light cerulean, turquoise and some light cobalt blue. There was a long spiraling horn on her head and a set of long white brilliant wings. There were also these amazing pale, light grayish magenta eyes. She stood at an impressive height of Six feet and five inches.

She was currently dressed in a long dress that would just touch the ground if she was to stand up straight. The style resembled something similar to a toga. She had on a set of golden regalia and a crown with a purple gem affixed to them. Along with those, were some matching of hoof guards and bracelets that had some golden chains running along the length of her arm and attaching to a loop on her forearm just above the elbow.

Twilight Sparkle, who was sitting on the bed along with her mom and dad, looked on with dumbstruck expressions as the rest of the ponies in the room began to bow Immediately upon seeing their princess. They were about to do the same when the Princess saw them making to motions but waved a hand and said, “Please, you are unwell. I ask that you don’t place any undue stress on yourself.”

She couldn't quite place it, but when Twilight Sparkle saw the princess standing straight again, there was something that caught her attention. Princess Celestia was looking around the room with an anxious expression that lasted but a few seconds before she regained that tranquil image that all knew her to have.

But it did not escape Twilight Sparkles notice that it seemed that a few of her feathers were misaligned, which indicated that she had been flying at a very fast speed. There was even further evidence with how the mare was slightly out of breath upon arrival. With being the only on looking in the direction of the window at the time, she had caught it quickly.

Twilight Sparkle wondered just what could have caused her beloved princess to come straight to the hospital in such a state. Then the image of the stallion popped into her head.

While trying to hide her nervousness, she thought to herself, “Is… Is the princess after the Caretaker? Did he do something wrong? Did he run knowing that she would show up? Wait… He did flitch that one time I mentioned her. He isnt a bad pony, is he scared that she would take him? It would make sense if he was this strong for the princess to want him as a partner.”

She had just heard the princess asking about the strong magical surge that she had felt only a short time ago, but the doctors around couldn't give her much information aside from there being a bright light that was shining throughout the hospital. Along with the reports on how all injuries within the walls had miraculously been healed.

Seeing that the princess was asking questions to the doctors about what was happening, Twilight Sparkle held her tongue and remained silent until all the commotion had settled down. It didn’t feel right to keep something a secret from the princess but she did make promise.

It was a couple of hours later and Night Light had gone through yet another examination before he was given a clean bill of health. After filling out some more paperwork, the family was now leaving the Canterlot General Hospital and had just exited through the front doors.

Upon stepping into the outside world, there was a sudden shout from a short distance away. Twilight Sparkle looked ahead and saw that it was her older brother, who was still wearing what appeared to be a set of training gear from his Guard Academy.

He was a stallion that was pretty good shape compared to most. His fur being the color of light gray. The mane had three colors that comprised of Moderate sapphire blue, cerulean and a dark phthalo blue streaks. He stood standing at the height of Five foot and eleven inches. Twilight Sparkle couldn't see his cutie mark exposed thanks to all the armor, but she knew that it was one that had a six-pointed star just like her own that was in the middle of a darker colored shield with three stars on the top.

Shining Armor had been away for over a week thanks to an off-site bootcamp that he had to attend. Since the incident with the museum happened shortly after he had departed, Twilight Sparkle didn't have any hard feelings towards her own brother for not being around to see their dad. She shivered for but a second when the idea of what kind of state both Shining Armor and her mother would have been in, if things had gone differently.

As soon as he had approached close enough, Twilight Sparkle leaped from her mother and father side to give her older brother a bone crushing hug onto his right leg.

Shining Armor asked quickly upon seeing his family, “I got worried about what happened, are you OK? Why are you out here? Did the doctors already fix what was wrong? Did they find out who-.” His ramblings were halted when Night Light raised his arms in defense and said, “That's enough. I'll fill you in on everything once we get back to the house. Don't know about all of you, but I am homesick. Also, hospital food is the worst!” He said that last bit with a dead-pan expression that just screamed that he was over it.

Shining Armor, upon hearing this, only cringed and flexibly took half a step back with his free leg. He then said, “If it's anything like the gruel that they give us in boot camp, then I sympathize. Wouldn’t surprise me in the least if that stuff was used in building the castle walls…” Immediately after, both of the stallions began to shiver in place after mentally re-living their experiences of the food.

Twilight Velvet and Twilight Sparkle could only look at the pair, then to one another before muttering to the other, “Stallions!” Before breaking out in a small set of giggles. At seeing a mirrored reactions by both father and sun.

*Point of view: Night Light*
*Time: Around Seven at night*
*Location: Sparkle family household*

Later on, when the entire family was back home. They had gone back to their daily routine and were enjoying each other's company. As far as they all knew, Shining Armor had a few days off due to the incident with their father and Night Light had at least a full week before having to report to his boss.

Things were up in the air on if he was going back to his job. It had taken some effort to getting the position to begin with. It was meant to be something that wouldn’t get him into any danger after all. Now that there was this incident all over the papers, odds where he might be let go out of fear for his wellbeing. It wasn’t like they needed the bits. It was just something to do. staying at home wasn’t so bad for the stallion.

They had just finished their dinner and were now sitting in the living room of their two-floor house while a small fire was lit in the fireplace that was surrounded by three sets of couches that were lined up in a half circle.

Night Light had just gone over in more detail with his family about what had happened during that day at the museum. He went through the entire process, starting from the moment he found that strange object on the floor, along with the detailed descriptions of the following events that came afterwards.

How he was nearly crushed by falling stone support pillar and found shortly after by some of city guards that quickly brought him to the hospital. From there, he went and talked about his horrible experience with the food, which only caused the two mare’s in the room to roll their eyes, But his son did flinch at the mentioning of the horrible meals.

During the whole tale, Night Light watched his daughter with a curious gaze as he saw that she was clutching at her favorite book much more than usual. He wasn't quite sure, but he thought that he had some strange dream where he could hear his daughter screaming about how useless magic was. Thinking that it was just something caused by a fever or whatever was wrong with him.

The stallion had neglected to share that dream with his family, thinking that it wasn’t worth mentioning, seeing as Twilight was doing just fine. Another thing that he neglected from his story, was what happened between the time that the pillar was falling and being found by the guards.

Back during the incident, while he was still in the midst of a heavy coughing fit after breathing in that strange black substance. Night Light watched as one of the nearby explosions caused a crate to fall over and land in the path of the pillar as it fell.

When it was being struck with the heavy stone support, The wooden crate was smashed and splinters were sent flying randomly. What was inside had prevented the column from reaching the ground.

From what Night Light could tell thanks to his blurred vision at the time, was that it was a large stone. Roughly the size and shape of a fully grown watermelon. Within seconds, cracks began to form thanks to the heavy weight sitting on top. Within the next five seconds, the following happened.

The cracks began to spread at an astonishing rate, this caused large chunks to begin falling away. Sections of it began to display what appeared to be the side of a face, as an eye was being revealed. Then a nose, an ear, until finally all that could be seen was a perfectly preserved stone statues head and it was facing directly at him.

What got his attention about it, was how it was not of a pony or anything he had seen. Thanks to the nose and ears. It had a chiseled jaw line and a fairly large nose that was not the same as a pony. From the looks of it, it was carved to give it the appearance of having a short beard and there were these markings edged into the cheeks that ran underneath the eyes. There were even these two small scratches on its right cheek, but they seemed to be placed there intentionally and not from being crushed.

Immediately after that, it too began to crack until it had finally had enough and gave way to the support pillar, which crushed it in the dust in an instant.

The reason why Night Light hadn’t told them about that bit, was because of what he had seen while still in the hospital bed. Shortly after having that weird dream of Twilight screaming and crying, Night Light had opened his eyes just a bit thanks to a shining light that was penetrating his eyelids and waking him up. Still feeling rather weak, his eyes roamed around as best he could until they landed on the figure who had an outstretched arm over his body.

For a brief instant before everything went white, Night Light had caught a good glimpse of the one underneath the hood and what he saw, had made his heart stop for but a second. The face of the hooded being, was an exact match to the stone statue's head that have been destroyed in the museum. Everything was there, the ears, the nose and mouth. Even the markings right underneath the eyes and those scratch marks.

Night Light found himself looking out of the window that was leading to the street and the lanterns with their turned-on crystals. The next thought that went through his mind was, “Just where in Equestria did they dig up that statue?”

*Point of view: Third Person*
*Time: A few minutes prior to Brex using the spell*
*Location: Unknown*

Somewhere off in the vast emptiness of space, where only the distant stars could be seen as the smallest specks, was what appear to be a swirling mass of luminescent gas that was comprise of a mix of blue, pink and yellow.

Near the very center of this, was a lone green speck of light that remained motionless as the rest of the cloud was clearly rotating in a counter clockwise fashion. Suddenly, the form of green gas began to move separately from the rest. Upon closer examination, it showed it to be having a pair of glowing yellow eyes that were just beginning to open.

There was then a sound that echoed through the vast vacuum of space, which shouldn’t have been possible that resembled that of a whale song being played. From where the yellow eyes were on the green mass, there came a gentle feminine voice. It came out sweet and endearing as it spoke in a sleepy tone, “Oooh… Come on~ Just… A few millennia or two... It's just so comfy here~.”

The whale like sound came again and the green mass began to move a little more while seemingly trying to turn over in place. There was yet another sleepy voice coming from it that sounded a little muffled this time that said, “But I'm so sleepy. Can't I just get another five-hundred year’s more~.

As soon as she is said those words, the gas cloud that was easily several thousand times bigger, had started to swirl at an accelerated speed before the green figure was thrown off and into deep space just a short distance.

Well, if one was to think of it in relation to the size of the large cloud, then it could have been a short throw. But in reality, it was far enough to be counted as the distance of the Earth's whole Solar System from one end to the next.

The green mass finally opened their eyes fully and called out while sounding playfully disappointed, “OK, OK. I'm up.” It then zoomed back to the cloud and what occurred next, was it was cuddling. Another wailing sound came from the mass, but this time it oddly sounded as if it was purring.

The feminine voice from before came back, this time cheerier than before earlier as it said, “Oh, I can't be mad at you. Whose mommy's little intergalactic space whale~. You are! Oh yes! You are! This elicited another series of the weird whale and purring sounds that was now loud enough to cause space itself to shimmer with its volume alone.

The voice then said, “So just what's got you all riled up?” The green mass then paused in its tracks and the eyes quickly shifted to turn in some far-off distance. A loud gasp escaped it as it proclaimed in an extremely, excited and giggly tone, “Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Is it really coming from there?”

There was then a sudden, loud girlie shriek of excitement before the voice went on to say, “I can't believe it. I thought I was just hearing things!” An appendage came out that went close to the glowing eyes and took on a familiar shape that was reminiscent of a person's hand that was cupped to listen better.

There was then another gasp, but this one seemed more urgent. “The feminine voice then called out in a panic as it said, “Oh! I'm so sorry. I'll come back and we can finish your nap another time, but I really need to go, like now!” There was another loud whale sound that came through and the feminine voice replied with, “Don't worry, I'll come back. Shouldn't take more than a thousand years, give or take a hundred. I'll be back long before you wake up again~.”

There was then the sound of what one would make when blowing a kiss to another. Suddenly, the mass of green shot off in the direction it was previously looking towards and disappeared into the distance. After a few seconds of this, the voice called out, “This is going to take way too long, I better take a shortcut.”

When it had said this, a portion of its body began to stretch out and become much thinner until it resembled the shape of a scythe and swung down in its path with a loud, swoosh. As soon as it had done this, a ripped open in which the green mass slipped through and rip in space slammed shut immediately afterwards.

It was now within what appeared to be an endless tunnel in the shape of a tube. Multicolored lights swirling along the walls and were mostly flowing in one direction and into a bright light source at the far end of the tunnel. From the way all the lights were circulating in random patterns, it was difficult to make out just how large this path really was.

The feminine voice which came from the green mass called out, “Now, where is the exit again? No… no… no… no, no. Not this one. Not over there. Is that it, wait, nope! Where is it? It's been such a long time. Oh, there it is!” It then brought out the scythe lake appendage once again and cut away at the wall before slipping inside.

It soon found itself in a sea of gold with a rainbow-colored sky. Holding itself in midair, it's spun in place while the yellow eyes began darting back-and-forth as if on the search for something.

The feminine voice began to speak again, but this time it was oddly sounding as if listening to listening to a little girl that was doing the. I need to go to the bathroom dance. “Come on. Come on, which way is it? Why is it so big here? I told them they need to put a sign down.”

After a few seconds, the mass just remained silent before it went rigid and turned in one random direction. Letting out another one of its excited gasps, the feminine voice said, “I hear you! I hear you! I'm coming! I'm coming! Just wait! Oh, please… Don't let me be too late. Don't let me be too late!”

It then darted at astonishing speed and even though it was clearly nearly a mile above the sea of gold, the rate at which it was traveling was causing the sea below to part with the force it was creating. Over the course of several seconds, it had managed to create a series of wind cones, in which it broke one after another as it increased its speed. Just as it broke what seemed to be the fifth cone of wind, it called out loud enough to be heard from over the wind, “DON’T WORRY! AUNTIE IS ON HER WAY!!!”

Soon, there was set of screaming coming from far up ahead. From it, there was a total of three. Two of which sounded feminine, while the last sounded as if it came from a shrill, old man. The old man's voice could be heard screaming, “Don't do it. You can't handle doing that right now! You need to stop this instant young man!”

The second voice came from what sounded like a teenager and she was screaming bloody murder as she yelled, “YOU IDIOT! WHY ARE LITTLE BROTHERS SO STUPID! DON’T YOU REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED THE LAST TIME? BIG SIS IS GOING TO BE REALLY MAD AT YOU IF YOU GET HURT! STOP IT RIGHT NOW! YOU GOING TO MAKE LITTLE LIGHT CRY!”

The last voice that came out, wasn’t nearly as loud as the other two, but this one seemed more startled than scared unlike the others as it screamed out, “Hay! I am not going to cry!”

From where the voices were coming from, one could see a large, brightly glowing circular table. The green mass upon getting closer began to dive down as soon as it was nearly directly overhead of it.

With it coming at such high speeds, it was nothing but a blur. It had come crashing down onto the center of the table, which then changed its coloring to match its own. Along its surface, it began to draw out the symbol of a tree with three leaves growing on it. As soon as it was done, the entire world of gold and rainbow colors became engulfed in a brilliant white light.

As soon as the explosion of colors that was known to be the sky came back into focus, it showed the three individuals standing on the side of the table. While what appeared to be their hairs being blown back and sticking in a cartoonish style.

The one with the blond hair, now resembled the state of one that just walked into a tornado. The one with the dark hair was blown back and was stuck in place. As for the shorter one, being that he had no hair at all, there wasn’t anything new, but they had lost their pair of sun glasses and now showed a set of squinting eyes.

The one that was apparently wearing the jumpsuit called out in an exasperated tone, “What in the name of us happened?!” The girl then Lifted an arm and quickly pointed towards the figure that was now sitting at the center on top of the table.

Instead of there being the green mass with yellow eyes from before, there was now a sitting, petite lady, wearing a set of yellow clothing and sporting a set of very wide, pink circular glasses. She was currently giving them the biggest grin one could make when they wanted to be praised for something.

(Here is a Picture of the girl. )

The one sitting on the table then raised her right hand and called out in a sing song voice, “Hiya! Long time no see! Ooh~ I'm just so excited that we finally got someone to call us again! Tell me! tell me! Tell me everything you know about him. I only got a glimpse through the connection. Oh, I thought I heard someone calling us for a while now! I'm just so excited!”

She then hopped off the table and began to jog in place as if overcome with an endless source of boundless energy. She then threw her arms off to both sides and ran right up to the three figures and gave them all a crushing bearhug, while at the same time lifting the shorter went off his feet.

Just as it appeared that the tallest of the set being hugged was about to say something, did the newly formed person say, “And if we're using code names, I want to be called Honey Lemon! I heard you being called Little Light.” The newly named Honey Lemon leaned in to rub her nose playfully onto the one called Little Light.

While still in a bone crushing hug, the smallest of the group called out, “Oh, I was afraid of this. Looks like the boy managed to call out far enough for even this one to hear. That means that even… she's gonna hear the boys voice too...” He then released a big gulp at the revelation.

This got another paired series of loud *GULPS* from the other two that were in the bear hug as they both turned to one another and said underneath their breaths, “Oh, right... Mother...”