Canterlot, lock h'm up
1200 hours, March 21, 1980

Red Harvest tailed the two colts. She was flying above them. She kept her distance, not wanting either of them to notice her. Gears was taking a strange route, he was moving from alleyways and back roads. All leading to a lock up outside of Canterlot city and into the outskirts. She swept down and followed them on hoof.

Gears and Blueblood, got to a lock up "what are we doing here mister Gears"

"I need to get a few things from here blue"

"Okay”

Harvest peered from the corner and saw Gears open the lock up. The two entered ‌the lock up, followed by Harvest, who hid behind a set of boxes. Gears placed blueblood on the ground as he approached a box at the far end. He pulled out a cross from the box and placed it on his forehead. Harvest got closer and heard what Gears was saying under his breath.

"Forgive me god for I have sinned. I have been tempted, and I have fallen into a trap of my own making. God, please give me the strength to get past this and please help me with Blueblood, for I do not know what I’m doing. Please give me the strength and guidance for this endeavor.” Gears prayed.

Harvest heard the prayer and was surprised. “So you're a stallion of faith, aren't you?” she said with a smirk. Gears kissed the cross and placed it in his saddlebag. Blueblood approached Gears and tug on his pants.

“Mister Gears, what's that?” Blueblood asked, pointing at something Harvest couldn’t see. She moved to another set of boxes to see what the two ponies were looking at. She saw a wall covered in weapons. Harvest saw all sorts of blunt and sharp weapons.

"What's all this, mister Gears?”

"It's an Arsenal, most of this was my father’s”

"Have you ever used them?”

"Yes my father trained me in all of them, although I did master one.” Gears approached the wall and picked up a scythe. He placed it on his shoulder and smile at Blueblood.

"Cool… can you teach me.”

"I don’t know blue”

"Please, you said you would teach me how to use a gun, why not this" Blueblood argued

"Those are two different things."

"Come on, please" Blueblood said with puppy dog eyes

"Fine but we're doing it the way my father taught me and trust me. It's not easy."

"I can do it!" Blueblood shouted happily.

"We'll see about that" Gears said with a scowl on his face

Harvest glared at Gears. She backed up and knocked over a box. "Shit" she whispered.

Gears lightly pushed Blueblood behind him. Gears approached the knocked over box. He looked around the area, not knowing the mare was hiding on the roof. Harvest looked down on. He had a concerned look on his face.

“Blueblood, stay behind me.” Blueblood got behind Gears, holding a punching dagger in his hoof. Gears glanced at the weapon in Blueblood's hoof. Harvest saw the neck muscles on Gears twitch she knew He was about to look up at her. She quickly dived behind a box that was next to the weapon rack. Gears looked up to see a black steel ceiling. After a quick sweep. Gears placed Blueblood on his back and took the punching dagger in his saddle bag. He walked out of the lock up leaving it open.

Harvest got out of her hiding spot and looked around. She approached a box labeled ‘family’. She opened it and pulled out an old scrapbook. The book had ‘Happy Family’ inscribed on it. Harvest put the scrapbook and put it under her wing. She looked throughout the box and found a diary with ‘Gears Sweets’ written on it. She put it under her other wing. Harvest closed the box and walked out of the lockup. She heard hoof steps on the gravel. She quickly ran across the corner and peered out to see Gears close the lockup. The two colts walked away. Harvest looked at the two walking, her eyes looked lower and saw Gears’ behind, his dragon tail moved up and patted Blueblood on the head. Harvest didn’t notice it due to her eyes being focused on his flank. Her wings stuck up in the air and her face turned a darker shade of red.

"Well, I didn’t expect that.” she said to herself picking up the two items she 'borrowed'.

Canterlot, Retell Row
1320hours, March 21, 1980

Father and son were trotting down the city streets. Gears walked down the road, focus on the street ahead. He ignored the glares and the whispering ponies, no doubt the hushed conversation was about him and Blueblood. Blueblood looked around, scared at the ponies who were glaring at them. Blueblood moved his head closer to Gears’ ear.

"Mister Gears, why are those ponies looking at us like that.” he asked quietly

*sigh* "Blue, they're scared of me and you're hurt there, probably blaming it on me.”

"But you didn’t do this.”

They don’t care , they want to look good in front of others.”

"Why”

"It's called herd mentality. They just want to feel like they belong. Even if it means hurting others.”

Blueblood was about to say something when a stallion approached the two. “You leave that colt alone, freak”

Blueblood cowered in fear as the stallion yelled. Gears gave blue a sympathetic smile and looked at the stallion. “Sir, please don’t insult me, It’s disrespectful, and the colt is my son. He and I were going shopping for some clothes.”

Stop lying freak we know you hurt that colt!” the stallion shouted, Blueblood looked around at the ponies surrounding them. The ponies started to shout at the two. Blueblood started to cry as the ponies got louder. Gears placed him on the ground.

"Blue go and hide I will deal with this” he said trying to keep his anger contained ‘you assholes want to make my boy cry, well lets just hope you can be reason with’

Blueblood ran off as the mob let him through. Gears glanced up at Red Harvest who he knew was watching him. Harvest was staring at Gears who was surrounded. She saw Blueblood ran and hid behind a fruit stand. She flew over to him and picked him up.

“Ms Harvest, those ponies are yelling at Mister Gears!” he said with tears in his eyes

"I know bluey don’t worry I won't let them do anything to you” she said looking at Gears, worried

Gears stared at the ponies with an neutral look on his face. ‘Come Gears don’t show it twilight taught you better don’t lash out, remember what father taught you. Use anger, use pain, use fear’

Gears counted fifteen ponies six were mares, and the remaining were nine stallions. “Please, guys I don’t want to hurt you but I won't hesitate to defend myself. This is your warning.”

"Don’t threaten us freak, you'll pay for what you did to that colt!” the stallion yelled Gears could tell that the group was wary of standing by. Two stallions grab on to Gears front hooves and pulled him back a mare pulled a blade and approached him. Blueblood cried as the group closed in on Gears. The mare slash her knife at him only for a red foreleg to take the cold steel in its leg. Gears saw the mare who took the hit. It was Red Harvest. He saw the pained look on her face as she held her leg trying to stop the blood from pouring out. A fire lit up in Gears’ eyes. Before anyone could react, Gears got out of the two stallions' grasp and disarmed the mare. She was about to hit him, but was tossed to the ground. Gears looked at the rest of the group. All but three ponies ran away.

“Gentlecolts back away from my mare and leave if you choose to fight then this will be on you” Gears flipped the knife in his clawed hoof to emphasize. One stallion charged at him. He quickly rolled out of the way and tossed the knife at the stallion’s back leg making him fall on the stone floor, screaming in pain as he held his leg. The other two stallions ran at Gears. Gears performed a spinning hook kick on the first stallion, knocking him to the ground with a sickening crunch, then moved forward and grabbed the last stallion by the throat and lifted ‌the stallion with little effort.

“Before you do anything else, listen up. Your friends are injured, one with a knife in his leg and the other with a cracked skull. How about instead of getting your bones broken you help them to a hospital.” Gears let the stallion down and began to walk to Harvest with a sympathetic look on his face. Blueblood saw the fight behind the stand. He saw the remaining stallion pick up his two friends and ran away as fast as they could. Gears gently placed Harvest on his back. Blueblood ran to the two adults.

"Mister Gears, is Ms harvest going to be okay?” Blueblood asked worriedly.

"Well she will be after I fix her, so come on we need to get home as fast as possible” the two colts trotted down the road

Canterlot, Gears’ Condo
1800hours, March 21,1980

Harvest woke up in a bed. The room she was in had pictures covering the far end wall. She looked at one of the pictures. It was Gears and a draconic mare who had autumn colored scales and moss green mane. She looked at her body and saw her foreleg. It was covered in bandages. The door of the room opened, Gears walking in the door with a tray on his back.

"Hey, you're awake.” Gears said with a warm smile. Harvest blushed at his smile.

"Hay Gears, Where are we?”

"My home I stitched your foreleg together after dealing with the angry mob.”

"Yeah I saw that” harvest said thinking back to the fight. She began to blush as she remembered what he had said

"You uhm called me your mare” she blush harder as she saw the smile on his face. It went from a happy to a more playful expression.

"Well when a beautiful mare needs my help they become mine for the time being.”

Harvest began to laugh. She had no Idea why but she let it pass “well uh thanks for helping me but why didn’t you do that in the first place, that mare was going to stab you.” she said angrily

Gears didn’t answer her. He simply pulled out a knife and brought it down on his foreleg. Harvest was going for his leg to pull the blade out of his hoof but she was too late, but to her surprise the knife broke in two as the blade impacted in Gears leg. “What the fu-"

"Dragon scales can’t be pierced by most metals unless it goes at extremely high velocity.” Gears explained.

"Oh um yeah kinda wish I knew that now.” she said with an embarrassed smile.

"Well if your going to follow me again how about you just let me handle things”

You kenw!?” she said simultaneously surprised and impressed not many have been able to spot her when she is on their tail. He nodded and kissed her on the forehead, walked out of the room while her blush returned in full force.

Canterlot, Gears’ Condo
1813hours, March 21,1980

Blueblood woke up from his nap, Gears told him to get some sleep when they got home, he walked out of his room and saw Gears sitting at the table with his claw? Hooves? Blueblood didn’t know what to call them. He walked up to Gears and heard his muttering to himself

"Really a kiss on the forehead you just meet her f–idiot” Gears said under his breath

"Mister Gears, what are you doing?” Blueblood asked him tilting his head

"Nothing Blue, don't worry."

"Mister Gears, is Ms Harvest going to be okay?"

"Yeah Blue, her injury looked worse than it was."

"Okay"

“Come on, let's make her some ‘get well soon’ brownies.” Gears said with a joyful smile. Blueblood bounced up and down as they approached the kitchen

Author's Note

New chapter finished I've been busy so I didn't have much time. School sucks sometimes