Unforeseen Consequences - The chaos carnival (Epilogue)

>You arrive to Canterlot at night. Your moms were of course with you, but instead of they going to work, or the three of you going to have dinner…both Luna and Celestia insists that you go to their private garden…
>You haven’t been in here for quite some time…since the first day you arrived to Equestria…and sadly you had forgotten about how beautiful this place was.
>A garden of fantasy, impossible by any natural law from Earth…
>But it was different than the first time too, and the reason for that was because the colors of the every piece of flora in this place changed their colors at night.
>The grass was of a dark shade of blue except on the very tip of every blade where they adopted a fluorescent cyan.
>The trees were gently flowing with the nocturnal breeze, glowing with that same cyan that the grass displayed, sometimes they varied with a darker purple and others their glow came from the vines that grew out of their branches and touched the ground.
>Those otherworldly and yet exquisite flowers also displayed a fluorescence of their own, creating a small rainbow of glowing colors like pink, red, purple, blue, green and many, many more…
>The pond that was at the center of the garden now served as a perfect mirror for Luna’s perfect night sky.
> You had a faint of urge of submerging there, as to feel like if you were diving into the stars and the great beyond…
>”We haven’t been here for a while, haven’t we?” Celestia asks with a gentle and motherly voice as she walks past you, resting below that same tree who served as witness of the formation of your little family
>”Indeed we haven’t, such a shame, I have so many fond memories of this place…” Luna replies with a melancholic voice, she hugs you and flies with you in her tender embrace to where Celestia was resting…
“Yeah…I have been here only once before…I can’t believe that I almost forgot about this place…but….I do have a question”
>”Is your question related to why we are here?” Celestia asks with a playful tone and boops your nuzzle
>As if it was a reflex, you scrunch your little muzzle and nod to your mom…
>Celestia closes her eyes and lets out a gentle chuckle “Knew it…” she sighs “Well…Luna, why don’t you start?”
>Your lovingly blue mom nods “Of course, Celie…” She gently puts you down on the ground but not before giving you a little kiss on your forehead “You see my little star, while technically this isn’t the place where we first met, this IS the place where we knew about the fate of your old world and where you graced us by accepting to become our son, basically when our small family was officially formed”
>Luna looks at her sister for a moment before returning her gentle attention to you “As you know, it is my duty to protect everypony’s dreams and my sister takes the job of making those dreams come true, and yet we had always have a dream of our own that we could never fulfill, that is, until we met you…we dreamed with having a foal to call our own, but you not only have made that dream to become true, but you have made reality even better than our century-long fantasy…”
>Celestia stands up and walks to you, standing at Luna’s left “And you have accomplished that by being the best son that we could’ve hoped for…that we could’ve dreamed of and we say that not only because of the constant display of love that you give to us…but also about who you are…and what your destiny entails…”
>Destiny? Are they talking…about your cutie mark? Your mind was filling up with question after question, but for this time….just for this time…you would keep your mouth shut and listen to everything before saying a word.
>Celestia sighs and makes an awry smile “Now…please don’t think that we think of you as a tool, our words doesn’t have such meaning, in the brief time that we’ve been together we have grown to love you, my sunshine, to love you more than anything else in Equestria. And that’s because you are our son, and there’s nothing that can change that…but…”
>Luna speaks once more, standing up too, her face still gentle but more serious than before ”But the events that transpired in the past two days have revealed something far bigger about you that we could’ve ever imagined…” She gives you a gentle smile “Once more, you made reality to surpass our dreams…”
“Are you talking…about my cutie mark?”
>Your two mothers nod at the same time, but it is Celestia the one who speaks “Precisely, everything about your cutie mark, from how you obtained to its meaning is something that I’ve never seen before…” Celestia lets out a little giggle “Exactly like the pony who bears it, if you ask me”
“But…I’m sure that it’s not that rare isn’t? I’m sure that others have gotten the same cutie mark as me”
>”My little star…” Luna continues “A cutie mark that represents harmony is not something that you could define as common. Celie and I have lived for a very long time, and while I spent some of it paying for the sins I committed in the past, I have to agree with my sister, your cutie mark is something unprecedented…” Luna sighs “And as such, your special talent, the primary thing that makes you shine with a different light than other ponies is also something that has never seen before…”
>”And yet…” Celestia speaks this time, taking a step forward “I do not think that this happened without a reason, as I told you one day, I believe in fate, I believe that it was destiny itself that brought you to us…and that same destiny might be tied to what your special talent is…”
“But…moms…I-I still don’t understand…why give me this talk? I-I…I’m sorry…I love you two too, and I’m always happy that I’m your son…but it’s just…I don’t understand…”
 >”Because…” Luna gently caresses your mane “It has come to our ears about how you deny your title, and why you do such thing… my little star, it fills me with proud to know about the humility with how you act, but even that has to have limits…I’m afraid that you can no longer run away from your position as the prince”
>You take a step back, looking at Luna and then to Celestia, you shake your head
“B-BUT! … but… I don’t want to just being known as a prince…I don’t want to constantly live under the shadow of my own title… I don’t want for my merits to be ignored in favor of just me being a prince…I…I…I’m scared that I will just being known as the son of Princess Luna and Princess Celestia…and nothing more…”
>”And you won’t…” Celestia gently takes you into her warm embrace “I promise you that you won’t get dragged down by your own title, and you know why?”
>You shake your head as you nuzzle into Celestia’s chest
>”Because  your words, your deeds, your actions and everything that defines who you are as a pony is what defines your title not the other way around. The word prince means nothing unless the pony who holds it gives it a meaning”
“I...so…I have to work hard, right?”
>You feel Luna joining the hug, she nuzzles into your mane and whispers into your ear “That is correct, every day, every minute… you have to give your very best and nothing less, even more now, since ponies will look at you in search of advice and guidance…you have to be their rock”
>Celestia helds you a little tighter, speaking this time ”Aegia told me about the kindness that you showed when helping that old mare in her time of need, and how you valiantly protected those three fillies when they were in fear…”
>And Luna whispers once more, in that motherly tone that you loved so much “Moonlight has told me about how you became her daughter’s brightest hope, about your bravery when facing a pony who was clearly superior in the use of magic…”
>”Believe it or not, we heard your speech in Ponyville… ” Celestia giggles “And while you do need some advice in public speeches, we were thrilled that you defended the spirit of chaos despite his constant teases, that you could see beyond that barrier that Discord places around him and saw the good heart that he holds…”
>”And of course, your cutie mark that symbol that says what you stand for…” Luna whispers as she nuzzles a little into your mane “Harmony is one of the fundamental beliefs of everypony in Equestria…you represent that...and so, your life will now take a different path, one that you might have not imagined and that will surely be filled with challenges to overcome…but you will surpass every single one of them, of that, I can be completely sure”
>”But as Luna said, even humility has its limits, my sunshine…” Celestia breaks the hug to look directly at your eyes “You have to start accept that ponies will start to look up at you from now on, that you will be no longer just another colt, you are now a pony who is in charge of spreading harmony, and I hope that you will become a pony who unlike many others in the past won’t have a title that is just an empty word“
>Celestia’s look was serious, powerful…moving  ” But I’m sure that you won’t become like them, and I’m sure that your fears will be nothing to worry about, because…” She closes her eyes and smiles “After all, the Prince of Harmony has done nothing but to make reality to surpass dreams, right?”
>You don’t know what to say…this was overwhelming…far too much to ask for someone like you…you were just a scientist…or were just a scientist…maybe…maybe they are right?
>You slowly nod
“I…I understand…I promise…that I will do what I can…No…that’s never enough…I’ll do more than my best! I’ll make everyone proud and I’ll make my moms proud too!”
>Celestia takes you into her sweet embrace once more “I know you will, my sunshine…and the best part is that you won’t have to do it alone…”
“I-I won’t?”
>Luna nods as she joins the hug “Of course not, we will be right behind you, cheering for you, giving you advice and lending you a hoof if you ever lose your way….that’s what a mother does after all”
>The three of you spend all night chatting, laughing and playing on that garden of dreams and fantasy, but not that you cared, your moms didn’t care, that’s for sure…that is, until a couple of guards came in and told Celestia that she was one hour late to raise the sun…
>After you saw the little spectacle of watching Luna lowering the moon and Celestia raising the sun, the three of you took the day free…to rest… so the three of you head to…Luna’s room, where the three of you decide to sleep in the same bed…
>Awww yeah! You were getting those nice cuddles, this was a guaranteed awesome slumber!
 > Your moms were out like a candle the moment they hit the sack… but so much had happened in the past few days that you couldn’t get any sleep…
>you decide that it would be better to contemplate things…for a little while, then you would enjoy your motherly snuggles.
>Because in the last few days you have travelled back and forth between dimensions, earned your cutie mark while avoiding being brain-washed and blasted to the death by a psycho unicorn with a bad haircut and met your lifelong friend now transformed into a sexy, teenaged draconequus with god like powers that she can’t control…just like with Tequila…
>And regarding inter-dimensional travel, there was the concern over that alternate Anon…if you could even call him that. Who was he? Why did he come to your dimension?
>Discord said that you shouldn’t worry about it, and he convinced Cherrywood to not get concerned about that guy and leave that matter to the side…and you trusted in Discord…despite everything that has happened…you still trusted him…but still
>Why did he want to pass as a changeling? Did he want to stir some trouble in your dimension? Did he want to cause an inter-dimensional trouble? Did he want said trouble to escalate to a full-fledged war?
>But for what purpose? No…let’s back track…you are already thinking way ahead, like way, waaaaay ahead… first of all, let’s piece everything together…that guy is from another dimension, that much is sure…because Discord said so…and you trust Discord.
>Secondly, there was that little changeling passing as a dog…Scrappy. Now, you remember encountering in front of a small treehouse…that was in an apple orchard…Oh…oh dear…he was at Sweetie Belle’s clubhouse!
>Okay…Okay…. Don’t get paranoid…Scrappy wasn’t that bright, in fact he was very, very simple minded, luckily he was also very friendly…heh, you wonder what could that little guy be doing right now? Maybe Sweetie Belle or Applebloom, or Scootaloo has taught him some tricks…
>That would be actually be very cute to see…maybe you could help them, after all, you feel that you got along pretty well with the little fella…hmmm, what if you go there and bring something? Like a nice collar for him or stuff that he and Sweetie Belle’s friends can eat together, like some muffins or nachos, or…Awww dude! You are getting sidetracked!
>Okay, okay! You have to stop planning your little escapade to see your friend and your alternate friends…for now! Yes, for now! Because you were definitely going back there to have some fun with your little changeling-dog-thing friend again!
>So, where were you before you got derailed? Something about Scrappy and nachos…hmmm…Oh, that’s right! The Anon from another dimension! Why did he come here? Wait…you already went over that…dang…
>Oh, yeah! He’s friends with Scrappy! Yeah, okay brain, let’s work! But, wait! You have to backtrack a little more! Because you have been calling him an alternate you…
>And was that really true? So far you are betting that he was a human just on his name alone, there’s not a single pony with that name, because ponies naming system is different from what humans has.
>You can confirm that the colt who visited this dimension and attacked Cherrywood was named Anon too, because that’s what your adorable bat testimony says
>You know that the dimension you visited has someone named Anon there…and yet, you can’t confirm that he was the same Anon who crossed to your own dimension, or that the guy who attacked Cherrywood was an impostor…
>You just can be sure that this Anon, or Anons came from that particular dimension, again because that’s what Discord said…and you trusted Discord…but let’s assume that there was no fake, and that Anon in fact was in fact the same who attacked Cherrywood.
>Now, you can’t be sure that this Anon is actually an alternate version of you that came from an alternate universe and was selected by an alternate Discord so he…hnnnng…this alternate talk is making your head hurt…
>Let’s just say that this Anon could be from your very own dimension, and he was just a human who got transformed…transformed into what?
>A new question should arise here, is that Anon even a colt? Scrappy never confirmed or denied that, just that he is his friend.
>Cherrywood never said anything about that guy using magic…so he’s not a unicorn … or a draconequus, or something else… He’s something without magic, so if he’s a pony then he must be either a Pegasus or an earth pony
>And she also said that he was a colt…an earth pony colt…right…you forgot about that. BUT nothing rules out that he could’ve just shape-shifted! HAH HAH! Take that, logic!
>Is that Anon even a pony though?! The transformation process works at random after all. He might be a human for all you know, and if you were right about how changelings work, he might very well be one of them…
>But there’s also the fact that Scrappy heavily implied that this other Anon as you now will call him, also knows personally or is possibly a friend of the changeling Queen,…
>And he did something to the changeling Queen that made Scrappy wanting to destroy that Anon, plus the whole not using magic against Cherrywood, thus not havng magic thing might put a hamper on the hypothesis about that Anon being a changeling
>How would that Queen even look like? Oh man, it would be totally awesome if she was like the Queen in Aliens, and she had like this double set of jaws and…AAAARGH! YOU ARE GETTING DERRAILED AGAIN! Bad brain! BAD!
>Okay, so this guy might be friends with the changeling Queen, if that’s the case, then why would he even want to frame here? Hmmm…what if he was scouting other dimensions so the changelings could invade them?
>Hmmm…then again…Scrappy wanted to destroy him, even with his cuteness and lack of…critical thinking, that would put a big hole in that hypothesis, and of course the other thing was
>Can the changelings even do that? Because that’s another big question, how did that Anon even got here? You assumed that it was by Discord’s hand…err, paw…no wait…
>Discord uses his talons to cast magic, so it would be by Discord’s talons, aaaaaand you are getting derailed once more…dang!
>Okay…How did that Anon crossed over to your dimension? Okay…one possibility are that the changelings can do that…and you don’t know how likely that is because you don’t even know how a changeling looks like!
>You already established that he can’t use magic…maybe…most surely…probably…so the only  means that he could achieved such feat are external to him.
>He couldn’t have used human tech because inter-dimensional travel is just theoretical, and the only way that humans has to even start to conduct “small-sized” experiments on that matter was the pride and joy of the AOSR: The anti-matter reactor
>Cheesy name…and it doesn’t actually does what the name says…don’t get derailed! That reactor must be powered by a frickin’ fusion reactor, and it can just sent, in theory, small sized objects to other dimensions by using…
>Whatever, you are boring yourself…point is, it can’t handle things bigger than a pebble, every object must be highly radioactive, you need the power of a whole state to power the thing aaaand…it comes with the miniscule risk of maybe, juuuuust maybe, burning the entire atmosphere in like two hours.
>So, the only option left, and the one that you know for sure that it can travel across dimensions is…chaos magic. So you can’t leave this alternate….you know what? Let’s scrap the alternate word! You can’t rule out that his Discord had something to do with this!
>But Cherrywood said that he was basically the poor man’s version of yourself…but Discord can shape-shift, right? But why would that Discord struggle so much against your bat if he’s all powerful and his ego knows no limit?
>So again, this was Anon…or a fake…ARGH! Remember that you ruled out the fake because you didn’t want to get a headache!
>Right! This Anon somehow… probably… got the aid of his Discord so he could travel to your dimension but his Discord must surely didn’t come with him
>Which puts another mark into the “framing the changelings” hypothesis: What could that Discord gain with this? He could just go like I’m the spirit of chaos, baby! And transform them into ice-cream or trap them inside his house, or make them a bunch of chairs or something…
>What if that Anon just crossed a portal that Discord made for fun, got curious and everything was just a big misunderstanding?
>T-That would mean that Anon is…not that smart if he just jumped like that…after all, you did it after being sure that Discord had your back, and you equipped yourself with a taser gun and a pair of magically enhanced thermal googles…
>That outcome would be kind of a letdown to be honest…all this rambling for a dude who could very well just be a simpleton…
>But if he isn’t…well, that means that he probably manipulated his Discord…to…to…
“*Yawwn*”
>Okay…now you were tired…and kinda bored…whatever, it’s not like you can get all the answers right now, and
“*Yawwwwn*”
>Okay…time to sleep…that Anon is a jerk, case closed…you will just have to…think…how to meet…Scrappy…again…
>Things go dark as you fall sleep completely…you can’t remember much…only that you dreamed about you, and your moms, and Cherrywood, and Aegia, and Moonlight, and Moon Dancer, and Eris, and all of your friends having an adventure related to knights and dragons….