Canterlot Academy Trials

“What do you mean?” Lee asked.

“I’m here to finally rectify what I’ve done wrong,” Sha’Beel continued, “I wanted to speak with Fang now that I know my old master is dead.”

After a brief pause, the group would huddle up and hold a quick discussion.

“Okay do you guys think we can trust her?” Rufus asked, “She used to be on his side after all.”

“Maybe she feels free now that he’s dead,” Lee explained, “Maybe we can trust her now since she has nothing left to do with herself.”

Despite this, Spearklip was still a bit dubious. The zebra mare raised an eyebrow at the tiger abyssinan and looked back at her team. “...alright. I have a plan.”

The huddle broke, and Spearklip trotted up to Sha’Beel where she’d hand her a potion from within her satchel. “Here,” the zebra mare offered, “Drink this. That way we’ll know if you’re telling the truth or not.”

Sha’Beel tilted her head at the blue-colored potion. But she wasn’t exactly in a position to be difficult since that would only make things worse. “Fine,” she replied as she swiped the potion and drank it. The potion would take its effect, and Spearklip would ask another question.

“...well? Got anything to say?” the zebra asked, “Mind telling us one more time what it is you’re here for?”

“I told you…I’m here to apologize for attacking you all, and pay my respects to Jun Fang for killing Odu,” Sha’Beel spoke the truth by force of the zebra’s potion. At least now they could tell that she wasn’t lying.

“Well then…” Spear shrugged her hooves, “I suppose we can trust you now.”

Rufus let out a shrill whistle, “...damn. I didn’t think you actually had a truth serum, Spear.”

“Never underestimate zebra magic,” she replied with a flick of her tail.

“...now that that’s understood,” Lee would speak up, “I think we should allow her to see him. After he’s had ample time with his family of course.”

Once the potion wore off, the tigress would look on with a concerned expression. “...did something happen?”

One brief explanation later…

Sha’Beel looked down at the ground and nodded. “...I see. My apologies. I wasn’t aware of what happened to his family. I hope he’s doing well.”

“Well it’s likely gonna be a while before he’s ready to speak with anyone else,” Spear went on as she sat back down in her seat at the outdoor cafe table. “Better chill out for a while. Sit down. Have a bit of tea.”

“The diamond dogs have an interesting tea style,” Lee commented, “I thought we knew how to make it in Wukong, but they did something really interesting with it.”

The tigress flicked her tail with vague interest and decided to join them. “...alright then. I’ll bite. What do they have?”

Later that evening…

Fang would retire to his childhood bedroom after spending a fulfilling day with his siblings. His aunt Sparky would be there to give him a hug right before he went to bed.

“...your mom and dad wanted what was best for you, kiddo,” she sighed as she gave her nephew a tight hug. “I’m just glad you’re continuing to be there for your siblings and your friends.”

“...of course, auntie,” Fang replied with a smile as he held her close then let go after a moment. “I was honestly at a very low state of mind earlier, but thankfully my friends were there to save me from…myself, basically.”

His aunt ruffled his head and started to walk away. “...just stay strong. That’s what they’d both want for you. One day, I hope you find yourself a nice lady that will take care of you as much as you’d take care of her.”

Fang smiled and went into his room. His friends were staying at a nearby inn, so he was able to relax back in his childhood room that he hadn’t returned to in a long time.

“...here I am.”

A rather empty room with a neatly made bed. There were several boxes nearby marked with words such as ‘Toys’ and ‘Clothes’ that used to belong to the dalmatian man during his childhood. To be frank, their home was rather massive--standing at three stories tall to accommodate having so many children. Fang’s room was essentially one small room in a sea of dozens of others but with just enough privacy due to being on the third floor.

“Lots of memories here…but too many to get into right now,” Fang muttered as he glanced at the marked boxes on the floor and simply flopped into his bed. “I just hope everyone else is alright…”

Downstairs…

There was a knock at the front door. One of Fang’s teenage siblings answered it. “Hello? Oh…yeah, he’s in his room.”

The visitor would make their way upstairs, guided by Fang’s sister and there would be a knock at his bedroom door.

“It’s open,” Fang replied to the knock.

“Yeah, you got a visitor, bruh,” his sister announced as she let the individual in.

Fang looked up to find a familiar tigress standing in his room. The immediate raise of an eyebrow indicated that he wasn’t alarmed, but rather confused. “...you? Why are you here?”

Sha’Beel approached Fang, got upon her knees, and bowed. “...you are my master now.”

“...excusemewhat--”

“You killed my old master,” she replied as she looked up at him, “You set me free. I want to repay the favor by offering myself wholly up to you. Do with me as you see fit. I trust you with my life, Jun Fang.”

Fang’s tail started wagging uncontrollably with his heart racing. “...I…hang on a moment, this is a rather sudden development, Sha. I’m in need of some rest after today.”

The tigress flicked her tail and shot him a sly grin, “...allow me to help you, then.”