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Sweet Sauce knew how difficult his life was about to become. Even in the perfect world where Princess Celestia accepted his return and forgave all crimes, things would never be the same in Equestria again. But Sweet Sauce had a realistic idea about how likely that outcome was. The oldest sibling had always been a pony with extremely rigid views. Evidently that attitude had come up against more than just Sweet since his banishment.He was even prepared for anger—Celestia had been furious enough to banish…-
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Sweet Sauce wasn't sure how long he waited in that little prison room. It would have been easier if he thought the weight of punishment was coming to crash down on his shoulders for his crime—at least an execution would mean an end to this.But what was a pony supposed to do when he didn't have an identity anymore? He had come clean to every creature willing to listen to him, and still they rejected him.There was even a part—albeit a small one—that was forced to confront a terrifying possibility; what…
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Luna took Sweet across the palace, and up her vast tower to her private quarters. "There's no reason we should have to be so covert about the whole process," she explained as soon as they stepped inside.There was no longer any royal escort, just the two of them walking together. But why should anypony expect guards leading around a little colt who didn't even have a horn? If a Princess of Equestria couldn't handle such a minor threat, the whole nation had bigger things to worry about."But I fear what…
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Sweet Sauce listened quietly from the side-corridor, remaining as still as he could. His elder sister was no bat pony, with hearing that could pierce walls and stone alike. But she was still an Alicorn, one who had survived countless assassination attempts, fought in ages long passed, and had a body coursing with incredible amounts of magic. If she discovered him lurking here before the time was right, she could treat him like an assassin.If that happened, his adoptive parents might be implicated in the…
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Sweet Sauce opened his eyes, and saw another time. The Castle of the Two Sisters was no longer a ruin of nameless age, moldering in obscurity in a forest overcome by chaos magic. Instead it formed the capital of a great city of Harmony, with thousands of structures packed tightly around it. He found himself inside a vast laboratory, only one level beneath the surface of the castle. A stairwell led directly into the ceiling of the room above, providing quick access to the kitchens. But this memory had…
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Sweet Sauce was surrounded by the pain he deserved—the pain he had caused with a single, critical choice. But if he didn't overcome his weakness now, he would face his death curled up and helpless. He hadn't fought to invent his own school of nearly zero-energy magic only to face a pronouncement of death and eventual execution without a chance to face his judge.He struggled to his hooves, then turned towards his adoptive parents. In the judgment of these two mares, his entire future turned. Whatever…
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Amie couldn’t really run anymore.Her strange new body didn’t seem injured, despite the openings in her legs. She saw no blood emerging from those holes, or anything worse. But just because she wasn’t dying didn’t mean she was okay.She hobbled through the underbrush, which looked distinctly larger than she remembered. Grasses and wildflowers made it past her knees. Where there were no trails of trees, the foliage grew thick enough to make her vanish completely. Part of Amie wanted to walk that way,…-
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Amie headed straight for the building, cutting across camp with a growing sense of purpose. Her brother was safe, and for a little while she could count on him staying that way. Wes wasn’t good with people, but he was good at staying unnoticed. Besides, a set of eyes on the outside of camp would probably be useful. What will we see up there once the sun comes up? Maybe Lakeville was still at the base of the mountain, just concealed by their shock and disorientation. Maybe they were floating on a…
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Amie should’ve known that talking to her kids would be the easy part. They were desperate for someone to give them instructions, and explain the insanity they were living in. Amie couldn’t explain what she didn’t know, but at least she could impart a sense of order and legitimacy to an otherwise out-of-control situation.By the time evening came around and she had a chance to check on her brother, she found the tent empty. Most of his stuff was still there—but that meant very little. No amount of…
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Amie gestured urgently for her brother to keep his head down, watching as the mysterious figures vanished down the road. She kept them hidden in the building until they were far enough away that she couldn’t hear them anymore. Only then did she take her backpack from her shoulders, dumping its snacks onto the floor at their feet. “They looked so strange,” Wes muttered. “Not like you, or like me. You think they were from another camp? Or maybe down the hill?”She ignored the question, selecting the…
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