"Wow, I'm surprised Applejack was so willing to let us come to Appleoosa for the annual rodeo competition." Scootaloo said.

"It didnt' take much to convince her honestly." Apple Bloom said.

Flashback

"Really? Me and the other crusaders can come? Even the colts?" Apple Bloom asked. She has just asked her sister about potentially coming to the rodeo.

"Of course ya all can. Just stick together for the most part you hear? So long as your safe, ah doubt anypony there would mind if you tried some lighter versions of the activities to get your cutie marks." Applejack said. "Who knows? One of ya might end up with a bonified cutie mark related to one of those activities." She added.

End of Flashback

"Of course the real victory was when you told Diamond Tiara your plans." White Flame brought up.

"Oh, I can still remember the look on her face." Apple Bloom said, remembering that Diamond Tiara pratically fainted straight away after hearing how many activities were at the annual redeo competition.

"Well, I guess it's time then." White Flame said. "My parents will be there too." He added. "I've...already told them about my secret." The colt admitted. "They didn't mind though. Said that means I don't have to be looked over as much." He concluded.

"Wow. I just realized we've NEVER met your parents before today." Rumble said. "Wonder what their like..." He added.

"Well lookie here, it's our son!" An earth pony mare said, hugging White Flame really close to her.

"Mom, your emparrassing me..." White Flame said.

"You know that's how your mother shows her love to you, Whitey." An Earth Pony Stallion said.

"They gave him a nickname?" Rumble asked, facehooving.

"Our son has told us a lot about you in his letters." The Mare said.

"...Yeah. Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, Rumble, Button Mash; I'd like to formally introduce you to Crop Circle and Crop Pattern. My Mother and Father respectfully." White Flame said. "Mom, Dad, this is well...every pony." He added.

"Pleased to meet you Mrs. Circle. You too, Mr. Pattern." Apple Bloom said.

"You can just call us Mr. and Mrs. Crop if you want Apple Bloom." Crop Circle said.

"He much prefer that anyways." Crop Pattern said.

"My family calls others by their first name rather then their last name if they have one." White Flame said.

"So, did White Flame get his name changed when he got his cutie mark?" Scootaloo asked.

"Nope. We thought that the name 'White Flame' would contrast with his dark purple coat." Mrs. Crop said.

"Can't argue with that logic." Rumble said.

"Well you kids stay safe. I hear there's an outlaw in these parts." Mr. Crop said.

"...An outlaw? You think it's The Wildman?" Rumble asked.

"Could be. That guy is wanted in every town in all of Equestra last I heard." Scootaloo said.

"Hmm...hunting a wanted criminal. Now there's a cutie mark I wouldn't mind having." Rumble said.

Rumble was proven wrong, when it was revealed who the outlaw really was: A stallion known as Trouble Shoes.

"Things are a mighty bit more dangerious then ah thought it'd be." Applejack said.

"But that's okay. The foals are with White Flame." Mr. Crop said.

"...Beggin yer pardon? You do realize he has little to no magic, right?" Applejack asked.

"He may not have magic, but he has all that wisdom from his past life right?" Mrs. Crop asked. "So it'd stand to reason, he'd know how to keep the other foals safe and sound." She added.

"...Can't argue with that logic." Applejack said. "Well then, so long as you all stick with White Flame, you can continue with the activities." She said.

"...That's strange though. A pony with an upside down horseshoe as a hoofprint? Something is fishy about this, and I'm detirmmined to get to the bottom of it." Rumble said.

Turns out, that when the group of foals found him, Trouble Shoes was just a stallion who had become cursed with bad luck. Thankfully, the CMC managed to turn his life around, and managed to get him on as a Rodeo Clown.

"Twas a nice thing you lot did for Trouble Shoes." Applejack said.

"Yeah. Not even we could've guessed that Trouble Shoes wasn't sabotaging anything really; it was his bad luck that caused all the incidents." The Sherif said.

"Alls well that ends well." Rumble said.

"By the way, whose your friend?" Trouble Shoes asked.

"Who me?" Rumble asked.

"No not you. Him." Trouble Shoes said, pointing over to a very specific figure.

Every Pony recognized them right away. "The Wildman?!" All the fillies yelled out at once.

"Nice catch there. For an ex-fugitive from the law, you have sharp eyes." The Wildman said. "That said, your not stopping me this time!" He added before suddenly, all the grownups became suddenly paralyzed.

"What did you do to them?!" Scootaloo exclaimed.

"Just gave them a small dose of paralysis. That way, they can witness me gutting you, pegasus filly, right open for all to see. I'm doing this because my efforts to warn you ponies to stay out of my way when it comes to finishing my unfinished business here in Equestria have gone not only to waste, but also actually encouraged you ponies to stop me. So I've decided, my method this time is going to be much more personalized..." The Wildman said.

"You...you just don't care who you hurt, do you?" Rumble asked. "Your so consumed by your new belief, you can't see how many innocent beings your harming in the process." He added. "I...I..." Rumble suddenly had fire in his eyes. "I WON'T ALLOW YOU TO CONTINUE THIS MURDER SPREE ANYMORE!" Rumble said.

"Bring it, you pathetic colt. I will show you why I call myself 'The Erazer'." The Wildman said.

The Erazer Wildson Mandoli
The Wildman

The Wildman drew his metal claws and started unleashing his attacks on Rumble, but Rumble effortlessly dodged them.

"...How are you able to so easily dodge my attacks?" The Wildman asked.

"I was there when you battled Twilight and her friends. So I know each and every last trick in your repitare." Rumble said.

"I see. But are you ready for something I've been practicing?" The Wildman asked. "Ready?" Suddenly, some of the stuff from around the area was drawn into a makeshift ceiling above the heads of both the feral being and Rumble.

"What the..." Rumble said before The Wildman suddenly teleported, attached himself to the ceiling, before dropping down and unleashing a double claw swipe which Rumble just barely dodged.

"This is my latent psychic abilities. Weren't expecting that were you? With them, I can create a ceiling out of anything, and unleash my attacks by dropping down on my foes." The Wildman said before teleporting to the make-shift ceiling again. But this time, Rumble was ready, and struck him right down.

"Did you forget numbskull? I can fly. Now it's time to strike you down!" Rumble said.

"ow. cheap shot!" The Wildman said. But as he got up, he suddenly held his head in pain.

"Huh?" Rumble was confused, but the fight resumed, yet for some reason, the Wildman's attacks came slower.

This lead to the Wildman having to once again, hold his head in pain for a bit, before regaining his compusure. Only now his attacks were even slower.

"That's strange. He's getting slower." Apple Bloom said.

"Who gets slower like this? I know you can get slower as you age, but this feels different." Scootaloo said.

Eventually though, not only did the make-shift ceiling fall away, but the paralysis on the adult ponies suddenly wore off. "Ngh...I underestimated my staminia for being able to do that." Wildman said. Suddenly, his voice changed and became dark. "Seems you got lucky this time. If I continue this fight, you'll mop the floor with me. So, I have no choice but to flee for now. But know this: I won't stop until I restore the proper heir to the Changeling throne." The Wildman warned before he suddenly teleported away again.

"He got away. Again." Applejack said.

"But Rumble that was awesome. You really showed him what's what." Scootaloo said. "Between that and solving the Trouble Shoes misunderstanding, you might just have a talent in solving issues." She added.

"I was only doing what I felt was right. Which was protecting innocent lives. Nothing more, nothing less." Rumble said. "All I did was act, and...it did feel good to protect the innocent." He added. A brief flash occured on his flanks.

"Rumble, your cutie mark!" Scootaloo said. Rumble's cutie mark was a sheild of sorts. But it was a shield within a sheild.

"...Whoa. Guess my special talent is defending the innocent huh?" Rumble asked.

"And you were worried about the foals." Mr. Crop said to Applejack said.

"...Guess ah don't have to worry as much now." Applejack said.

Meanwhile, in an unknown location...

"I was careless. I let my psychic abilities almost let out my inner beast. I have to keep that contained. At least until I put the proper heir on the Changeling throne." The Wildman said. He soon brought out a picture of a male and female changeling that looked very different from the ones in Queen Chrysalis's hive. Both holding two different changelings. The adults featured one more purple changeling without holes, and the other a pure pink without holes. One changeling nymph was a bright green without holes, while the other was still black, yet also had no holes. Plus, it wasn't the same black color as the changelings of Chrysalis's hive. What's more, the two adults had orange antlers of sorts"I made you two a promise: That I would put your eldest son on the throne. And I don't want to lose myself until I'm able to do that." The Wildman said. "It's the only thing I can do, after all you helped me with..." He added. "You'll be avenged, one way or another, King Morph and Queen Meta" The 'feral' being said.

Author's Note

...Couldn't resist doing the tittle once I knew what I was going to do.

And yes, before anyone points it out in the comments, the names of White Flame's Parents are indeed a reference to the speculation that aliens will leave strange patterns in crops known as a Crop Circle.