Aftermath

Canterlot, Castle
1345 hours, March 20, 1980

Gears, Blueblood and the two guards got to the gates of the castle. The guard at the gate opened up and the group walked in. the four ponies trotting all the way to the throne room. Once they arrived, Gears dismissed Harvest and Green Day and entered the room. Harvest and Green walked all the way back to the barracks. Once the two entered, Harvest and Green laid down on their respective bunks.

“I can’t believe he said that.” Green said disappointed

“What, the fact he doesn’t believe in a stupid, useless movement”

“It's not useless or stupid, you misogynist, but how can a brother not believe”

“He’s not your brother, he is just a stallion who doesn't care for that crap”

“Why!?”

“I don’t know, ask him.” harvest was getting annoyed

“Okay, I will, but still any ideas.”

“I don't care”

“Oh, come on, please”

“No, you whiny prick”

“Come on” Green day gave her a pair of sad eyes. She glared at him for what felt like hours but was really more like three minutes. Harvest rolled her eyes and grabbed her book. She started reading a chapter that was titled ‘the silent shadow’. She skimmed it before reading it out loud.

“The silent shadow, an elite group of warriors who fought for the Dragonlords of old, the group comprised of dragons that had traits that made them physically and genetically Superior to any other. A more recent example is when ponies migrated to the Dragonlands in 1867, ponies who had the ‘Genetic markers’ were allowed into the silent shadow. Young hatchlings born from a warrior get taught the culture of the silent shadow. The last team comprised five dragons and one stallion. Hacksaw, Spines, Gunner, Spotter and Decimus, the Stallion was never Identified.”

“That's interesting”

“You have got to be bucking with me. This just makes things more confusing”

“How?”

“I’m trying to figure out who the Tartarus Gears is”

“The VIP?”

“Yes him, I looked at the immigrations records, nothing. I looked at the noble records, nothing, the princess told me this would be something that could help me.”

“But it didn’t”

“No, it hasn't” Green Day hopped off his bunk looking at the immigration records. He flipped through the papers and landed on the S page. He looked through all the names and stopped on one 'Sugar Sweets’

“How about this; Sugar Sweets migrated from the Dragonlands with her dragon husband down to ponyville in 1926”

“What does that have to do with anything, Green?”

“Well, his name is Gears Sweets, isn’t it? So I was thinking a stallion like him would probably keep the family name, so if it's sweets and he looks kinda like a dragon, I would say this is probably his grandmother.”

“That clever Green. Does it say who the husband is?”

“A dragon by the name of Spines”

“Well, that explains things, but who is he?”

“Well, maybe have a stack out. See how what he does”

“Good thinking.”

Canterlot, Castle
1345 hours, March 20, 1980

Gears and Blueblood walked into the throne room. The princess was writing on a piece of paper, which she then sent, most likely, to someone important. Gears trotted up to her and gave her a hug. Twilight hugged him back, while blueblood was just sitting there, awkwardly watching the teacher and student. Twilight saw Blueblood’s look on his face, causing her to raise her hoof and wrap Blueblood in the hug. Gears felt Blueblood pressed on the back of his neck. Once the hug ended, Gears levitated over the clipboard. Twilight looked at it over with interest.

“Thank you Gears. now I can come up with questions for the candidates.”

“No problem Twilight It was surprisingly calm”

“Mister Gears, I’m hungry. Can we eat now?”

“Sure, Twilight care to join us”

“I would love to do anything for the little prince.” She proceeded to ruffle his mane. The three walked to the kitchen. Twilight dismissed her chef, while Gears put a pan on the stove. He put in avocado oil and threw in a beef patty. Twilight grabbed Blueblood off of Gears' back and put him on the ground.

“Little prince, can you get us some burger bread?”

“Okay.” Blueblood said with a smile. He walked to the drawers on the other side of the kitchen.

“So Gears now that we're alone, how is Blueblood?”

“Good, but he’s starting to act up.”

“Well maybe you need to discipline him, now that he’s used to you”

“What do you mean used to me?”

“He doesn't seem to be as scared of you as he used to be.”

“He’s still scared of me.” he said with a sad look in his eyes. Twilight noticed it but didn’t choose to comment, instead continuing to chop up the lettuce. “You know Twilight he still hasn’t called me his father… I know it's early but at this rate he might not”

“Gears flipped the patty, getting a sizzle from the meaty patty on the pan. “Well Gears, I know he will in time, just be patient.”

Blueblood came back, holding a packet of wheat breed. After an extra hour of cooking and Blueblood complaining that he’s hungry, the princess and the colt sat down at the table. Gears came out holding a massive tray filled with two hayburgers and one meat burger. All three had salad with fries. Gears put the two hay plates down in front of them. He grabbed his own plate and sat down. Gears grabbed a bite from his burger and savoring the taste. Blueblood stared at Gears’ plate. He saw the meat patty.

“Mister Gears, why are you eating that and we're eating this?” Blueblood asked. The teacher and the student gave a look at one another. Gears put down a fry he just picked up and cleared his throat and answered him.

“Blue I’m half dragon. Dragons can’t eat hay like you and the princess.”

“Why?”

“Because I can’t digest it.”

“What does digest me”

“It means he can’t make it into energy to use for moving around.”

“Oh, Okay” Blueblood went back to eating his burger. Twilight eats her fries, pretending not to notice Gears smile. The three finished their food. And walked out of the dining room.

“Mister Gears, what are we going to do next?”

“Well, before we go home, I was thinking we should go to the gun range.”

“Really, can I play with one?”

“Blueblood guns are not toys!” Gears raised his voice slightly. Blueblood whimpered and nodded his head. Gears felt a tinge of guilt after seeing blue’s scared face.

“It's Okay, Blueblood, your father is just trying to protect you.”

“O-Okay sorry mister Gears”

“It's okay, blueblood you didn’t know. Come on, let's get to the range.” Gears picked up blueblood and placed him on his back.

Canterlot, Castle
1500 hours, March 20, 1980

Red harvest and Green day were firing rifles at the targets down range. Harvest fired her CETME Model C hitting a target twice in the black figure's chest. Green day had an M14 and hit his target twice in the head and once in the white paper surrounding the figure. Gears, Blueblood and the princess walked into the room. Blueblood immediately covered his ears from the guns going off. Gears used his magic to levitate three sound canceling headphones over to them. The three put on the headphones and went to the weapons rack.

“So Twilight, what do you want?”

“No, thank you, I 'd rather just watch you two.”

“Okay then”

Blueblood grabbed a sniper rifle and tried to pull it off the rack. Gears noticed it and pulled it out of Blueblood hoof. “Oh come on, I want to use that”

“No blue, this one is too powerful for you, you can use this one” Gears hooved over a Colt 1911 to the colt. Gears picked up an AK-47, and the two began walking over to the shooting gallery. Blueblood saw Harvest at the end of the Gallery. He got excited and trotted over to her. Gears followed him, keeping him in his sight.

“Mis harvest, Mis harvest. What are you doing here?” Harvest looked at Blueblood after hearing a muffled voice. She flick on the safety on her rifle.

“Hay blueblood what are you-” she saw the pistol in his hoof and immediately took it from him”

“Hey, why did you do that?!”

“A little colt like you shouldn’t have this. it's not a toy,” she said sternly.

“But mister Gears said he will show me how to use it.” Blueblood stated, annoyed. Gears walked up to Harvest and took the gun from her hoof. She was about to go off on him when he turned the gun over to show her under the gun. There was no magazine in the gun. He turned back over to the barrel where the ejector was. Gears pulled the slide back and revealed the empty barrel. He filched the slide release with his claw and it closed. He also showed the safety button and saw it was on safety.

“It's empty, Sargeant.”

“You can’t just give a five-year-old a gun”

“I was five when I learned.”

“What idiot would let a colt use a firearm that young”

Gears gritted his teeth in anger. His claws digging into the tiled floor, cracks forming on the floor. Blueblood noticed this and backed up. Gears slowly walked up to her. She never realized how tall he was. She was about 5,8 but when she looked at Gears, he seemed to be 6,8. Harvest wilted as black smoke came from Gears’ nostrils. Twilight got in between the two ponies, spitting them apart.

"Gears, why don’t you and Blueblood go home and come back after you get out of the lab?”

“Okay” Gears picked up Blueblood and walked out of the room. Harvest instinctively took a deep breath, not realizing she had stopped breathing.

“Um thank you princess I was kinda nervous there”

“Trust me, you were never in any danger. Gears would never hit a mare”

“What?! But we had a sparring match yesterday.”

“Well, if it's a fight that both he and his opponent agree to, he has no problem, within limits, of course.”

“Well, still thank you princess”

“Don’t mention it although I recommend you check out the personnel files for the war, I just want to make sure they're complete.”

“Yes ma’am.”