Hey Moony, heard the news. Name one of the foals after me!
Well, according to the test they’re all fillies… For that matter, We don’t know your first name either.
Alright
So apparently I’m gonna be a privateerin’ for Loony Moony (me own personal name for Nightmare Moony, I think it be a fittin’ name) according ta Future Arcel.
So here be me question: Doesn’t that mean I can change the timeline by not acceptin’ Moony’s offer ta work for her? I mean, if he be tellin’ us what the future is, we can effectively avoid it.
Or maybe we be stuck in the events, and the future be occurrin’ regardless of our actions.
We’ve spoken to three different self-proclaimed frequent time travellers, and got three different responses:
- Most events can be changed, but some things are fixed points that cannot be altered. (Doctor Whooves)
- The past can be changed, but history cannot. (That female gargoyle thing We met in the Everfree.)
- Events can be changed freely, but changes that deviate from some fixed ‘correct’ path lead to everypony dying. (That robot that works for Vriska.)
We don’t know who is correct.
Thank you all.
We haven’t considered names yet. Or rather We had, but Blood Moon told Us We would be having a colt, but the tests show three fillies. We will have to throw out Our considerations and start anew.
Galaxiour; Well I am assuming that Arcel is the father? How is he taking the news?
He is. And he is somewhat in shock right now, as is to be expected.
Well, I'm not so much self-proclaimed. Miss Celestia put my great-great grandfather in charge of protecting the forest after the, um, you incident a thousand years ago. It's just been passed down through the family ever since, I'm just the latest one.
Ah.
So, Our little projects haven’t disturbed you at all, then? We did clear a few dozen acres of the Everfree surrounding Our castle.
Galaxiour; My dear, you had not told me you were with child. This is wonderful news.
Thank you. We had suspected it the last few nights, but just confirmed it for certain recently.
Who was the last Guardian of Everfree?
That strange creature that used to hang around Twilight. We don’t know for sure that he called himself guardian, but he lit himself on fire and charged at Our party, shouting something about Our development projects and freedom and the Everfree. We sent him to the sun.
Pie!
Hello Soarin! Did you hear the announcement? We’re pregnant.
Here, have a celebratory pie. *She hoofs him an apple pie.*
