The Canterlot statue garden was founded 200 years after Luna was exiled to the moon. Statues were made of many things, Princess Luna, Nightmare Moon, Discord, etc. and more statues were added constantly. One statue shows a pair of ponies, a Pegasus and an earth pony, who are of no importance as of now. One statue, if it may be called such, is that of the attack on Pegasopolis, or what is now known as Cloudsdale, during the griffon wars. The ruined cloud-homes and images of sad ponies are only the exterior. For within these statues, there is a secret hidden: a secret which has been waiting and watching for a hundred years, and now is ready to be let out.
"Oh my gosh..." BonBon's sentence ended as they stepped off the train. Her eyes drifted up to the golden spires of Canterlot which sparkled above them. "Lyra! I can't believe you got us these tour tickets."
"It was nothing. I just bet highest in the auction at Ponyville Elementary. Those school auctions always have magnificent prizes. Hey, how about you go wake Ditzy up before the train leaves." All of the sudden the two were startled by a rather hyperactive grey pegasus.
*gasp*"I'm so exited for the muffins, muffins, muffins, muffins, MUFFINS!!!" Ditzy pushed out with her usual enthusiasm. "MUFFIN STAND!" She raced towards the vendor who was selling the tasty treats.
"What kind of muffin you looking for?" said the vendor in a Manehattan accent. "We got blueberry and corn muffins and, my personal favorite, cranberry-lemon-poppy seed muffin."
"I'll take...one of each!", said the pegasus as she derp'd and un-derp'd her eyes.
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Approximately 12 minutes prior...
"AAAAAH!!!" A scream could be heard approaching if you were one of the ravens sitting atop of the royal palace. All of the sudden, a great blue box labelled "Police Call Box" smashed through the top of one of the golden spires. Inside, a caramel stallion clung to the bigger-on-the-inside console, and the doors flopped open as he slid, his hooves missing the floor lattice. He had not yet noticed the hooves.
Down below, multiple small fuzzy animals scattered. The blue...thing...smashed into the finest of Celestia's jeweled bird bath's, encrusted with gold and rubies. But this was the least of his concerns. The caramel stallion stepped from the box into the wreckage of the garden. "Now...Where am I?" said the pony in a vaguely English accent. He licked a hoof and held it to the air. "Same birds, same trees, same winds, same ever-" he paused. "Did i just lick a hoof?!?!". He contemplated his hoof. "Ok, so I am a pony now, don't panic Doctor, you'll be okay, just a pony, nothing new, and I'M STILL. NOT. GINGER!!!!!!!!!" The stallion collapsed on the ground crying, and then...what was that smell? A delicious baked treat wafting through the air? He clambered up, ignoring the shattered bird bath, and ran to the smell. "Those smell...delicious. I wonder some kind of pon-" he was cut off by a distant, gleeful, squeak of "muffins". "Well, I was going to say scones, but that works too!"
