So, I suppose now a normal author would write about how he's thankful everybody read his story, who to thank, questions, and etcetera...

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NOPE.AVI

I'M NOT DONE HERE, I HAVE SEASON 3 TO DO, YOU SONS OF BITCHES!

That time, I didn't even bother sleeping. I stayed awake, sat on the rooftops overlooking the entirety of Equestria, thinking about the events that had brought me this far. I was the only one, it seemed, to remember: One year before that day, also the day of the Royal Wedding, my friends and I first decided to go left. Going left brought us to Equestria, going left got us into new lives, going left changed our lives. And I was the only one...thinking. My friends were all asleep in guest chambers with their lovers, blissfully sleeping next to those who had their backs the whole way through the year. And I was just sat on a rooftop on my own, my two lovers (Well, one lover and one misty bound servant) both asleep beside each other and blissfully unaware that I was on my own. I was fine, though: I needed the thinking time.

I looked down at the city streets below, and at the gently illuminated roads, alleys, and homes. No house lights were on from where I could see, not even Octavia's house, and she normally had some lights on, with soothing music coming out of the walls as well. However, those ponies I could see were making themselves unnoticable, trying not to cause any sounds that might awake everybody in the streets. They just trotted quickly, before going into their homes and slamming the doors. In the far off distance, I could make out the small lights of Ponyville, and just offset were the lights of Applejack's farm. I hadn't seen her for a while, not since she visited Solar. Apparently he was up and walking, but just...quiet. The experts were saying he'd be talking again a few days later, but I did worry for him.

My only thing I could think about after that was what I had become. I looked down at myself, at Thunder Mustang. I'd begun life in Equestria mildly insane, social, and trying to lay low. Now, I was a grenade, bullet, fire, and obscenity shooting stallion, using weapons to destroy all foes, with a job as an assassin and lover of the Moon Goddess. I sighed and looked at my hooves without the boots on. They were worn, ruffled, and had a few patches of dry blood on them, but they were...mine. I groaned and tilted my head back as I reclined on the roof. My hat acted almost as a pillow as I let my head rest against the tiles and simply stared at the night sky.

"Beautiful, ain't it?" a sudden voice asked, causing me to jump. Beside me lay Bush Whacker, wearing almost the same clothes as me, except the sunglasses. "Someone should take a picture."

"Uh, yeah." I replied, calming down slightly. "Y-You kind of get used to it when you date a moon goddess, and even more used to it with early mornings and late nights."

"How late?" Bush queried.

"About two-three-ish in the morning." I answered after a moment's thought. Bush persisted.

"How early?" he persisted.

"About two-three-ish in the morning." I answered again. "I've only been needing a short amount of sleep recently, so I suppose the Night Princess really has rubbed off on me."

"Yeah, I hear you. You really did win when ya bagged her, ya know that?" Bush suddenly said. He didn't even sound that guilt of admitting it. "Finest mare in Equestria. Bloody nobles have been trying to get in her chambers for years, using all sorts of crazy schemes. You get in through charm, then get it on with her bloody dark side? Crikey."

"Aye," I replied. "Suppose." There was about 10 minutes of silence as we watched the stars, before one of us spoke again.

"You lookin' forward to the weddin'?" asked the Austallion. "I ain't. Too cheerful an' happy."

"I hear ya. I don't much like weddings." I responded. "My parents had one back home, and...nah, I didn't enjoy it." Bush sat up and looked over at me.

"Ahhh, question." he said with a frown. "What is it ya mean when you say 'back home'? Is this another country we're talking about?"

"Well, I've already said I'm from another place. That other place is another dimension. I didn't do much, since I lived in the United Kingdom, but mostly I played games with my friends, did odd side-jobs, and the usual stuff. Then, I ended up here by accident and started this new life." Bush remained quiet. Suddenly, he raised a hoof to speak.

"Meh, seems legit." he groaned as he stood up. "Well, I'm off, mate. Gotta go sort a few last minute things out with my perch."

"OK, see ya later." I said as I we bumped hooves. Bush trotted to the edge of the building, slid down a part of the roof, and dropped down out of sight. Just then, the sun began to rise over the horizon, and I knew I had to do something to get everybody in the castle awake. They were all, ALL, supposed to be up at around 5:30, and according to the city clock it was 5:40. I thought for a moment as I stood up, tapping my hoof to my chin. Just then, I heard a trumpet being blown quite loudly.

Stood in the courtyard below was a single soldier, with a helmet that went over his eyes, and he was blaring the bugle and pumping a hoof. "Screamin' eagles!" he yelled, before the tiny figure began charging around, before running into the outdoor barracks and punching every door in the immediate vicinity. The pre-punched doors swung open, and I could see irritated looking guards glaring at the stallion. He reminded me of the Soldier, but I advised myself against approaching him, at least until I had the maximum heads for my Eyelander.

"Oi!" one guard yelled from his doorway, causing the stallion to stop, and run back to said guard. "Shut it."

"No U." 'Soldier' said firmly, but loud enough for me to hear from the top roof. Then, Soldier charged off again and disappeared inside. All the now awake guards I could see were putting on armour, making beds, and heading off to go get showers. I chuckled to myself, and looked over to Celestia's balcony. She was over there raising the sun, her horn was aglow, and Ebony was stood beside her, leaning his grey head on her shoulder. I gave a nod to her, which she didn't see, before looking down in the streets. As usual, the two mares I recognised were out doing, or going to, work. Colgate was out delivering mail, while slightly further down the street, Octavia was entering a music store. Her mane wasn't its usual swept down and pretty state, but it seemed more like Colgate had hers.

Hell, I hadn't seen a morning like this for a whole year.

Just then, I decided to go down and see how everything was going before the wedding. I turned, ran to the edge of the roof, jumped off, and slid down the tiles. Just before I fell, I grabbed the edge, swung down, and landed through an open window right outside Luna's door. I blinked, and looked at the open window, and then the door, and then the window again, and then at the two guards outside, who also looked confused. They shrugged. "Hell, that was easy." I muttered, before nodding to them and going through the door.

The birds began to sing as the doors to the chapel swung open. In trotted the Crusaders, spreading roses as they approached the front, and behind them walked Cadence, her dress carried by some birds. Her gown was nice. Yes, I said nice. Quiet chatter was coming through my earpiece, mostly random. I carried on watching from the front row, stood next to Inferno Cloud, Ebony Chopper, Solar Blast, Fire Trail, Sky Wheel, and Skipped Beat. I'd known these guys for years, and they were here even in another dimension, all of us living lives we never could have had at home. Just then, the music stopped as Cadence finally stood beside her husband to be. Celestia smiled, and gave the usual wedding speech. The moment they were declared married, the crowd erupted into cheering, as well as my friends and I. We'd witnessed the rise of Cadence. And I totally didn't get paid off by her a few days before to smash a paparazzi camera that had been taking photos of her flanks repeatedly. :D

The whole wedding speech happened, everything else happened, but the highlight came when Rainbow shot out the window to celebrate the kiss using TACTICAL RAINBOOM. I had no idea she had killed 25 ponies to be able to do that. It all went nicely. Just then, I noticed that a few ponies were crying. I smirked, and leaned in close to their face.

"Oh, dude," I said to Applejack in my best Spanish accent. "Are you crying?"

"NO." Applejack snapped grumpily. "I DON'T HAVE TO PREPARE FOR THIS WEDDING EVERY SECOND OF THE DAY ANYMORE, I'M GLAD THIS IS DONE." I gave a Lennie face, and laughed. That balcony where the two new monarchs were kissing would be where my brother and his possible marefriend would be set up after the start of the reception, and would be blaring the likes of Daft Punk, Nickelback (Unfortunately), and other such like into a crowded city square below. Once all the usual 'congratulations' were done, I turned and prepared to leave. Just before I did, though, a stallion caught my eye. No doubt, judging by the fact he wore his lab-coat, Das Ubersternmann, a Tuxedo shirt, and had a few smaller bags on his belt, it was likely that it was Medic. I trotted over.

"Dok, you made it!" I grinned. Dok looked slightly surprised I was speaking to him.

"Ahem, um, ye-ja...?" Just as I prepared to remove his head from his shoulders, I paused. that first part had a hint of French accent...is he the Spy...? I tested my idea.

"That Spy is an enemy." I said sharply. Nopony else listened but this stallion. He looked surprised.

"I think not." he replied.

"It seems I am not the only Spy."

"Non."

"The Spy is a double-agent."

"Ugh, but of course." he smirked. The disguise dropped sharply, surprising a few other ponies. "Fine job at guessing."

"Thanks. You'll be at the reception?"

"I'm part of your group."

"Oh. I didn't know that."

"Fine job."

"Hit the showers, Frenchy."

A few hours later, when it was darker, the reception began. I was wearing my new clothing in the form of a suit, fedora, and nice shoes, and also had the Eyelander and Targe hidden in a bush just in case anything happened. But, it was the Royal Wedding, anybody who did something wrong could be put to death. Anyway, my brother had his van up on the roof with the side door open to display his gear and masses of extension cables. He had his playlist ready, but first Vinyl had her set to do from across the roof. In the centre of the area, Shining and Cadence had their first dance to slow music. And then Pinkie decided t'was party time. I was stood beside Twilight.

"Heh, this is nice." I chuckled.

"Hmm, I suppose." she replied.

"Pinkie's now here."

"Well, that's a shame."

"This was almost peaceful."

"I'll just do a quick song for the evening, and then I can get pissed."

"You're going to do wha-"

Love is in bloom!

A beautiful bride,

A handsome groom!

Two hearts...

"...yeah, I had that coming."

"You did."

"Not right now, Spy. I have to have some time to facehoof at how cheerful this is."

"...merde."

With music playing in the background, my friends and I gathered in a group with drinks, all set in front of the setting sun. Fireworks detonated in the distance and parties were heard in the streets below. It was possibly one of the most glorious days I'd seen.

"People, we've made it." I said proudly to my male friends. We all nodded in agreement, smiling. "If we're going to live forever, so be it, and we'll watch the rise and fall of this country until we die. And we'll die with dignity, knowing we did it all."

"Cheers to the future!" Inferno cheered, raising his pint.

"Cheers!" we all laughed, clinking our pints together.

-Cue Alex Claire: Too Close beginning to play in the background as the camera moves upward to the sky as credits roll, and our heroes getting smashed for the morning after-

Author's Note

Well, I sure as hell didn't expect to get this far. I'll most likely go forward with this, into later seasons, the -shudder- FILM, and other such like. Expect more famous video-game characters to reference, or even appear, an entire section based on mares in heat, and possibly another thing I've had in my head for a while.
After all, this is MY world. You ARE welcome in MY world.
Welcome, dear readers, to the World of Okhly.