The lights in the cave flutter and shines bright. Zipp can see the vibrant colors on the walls. She feels like it's magic around her.
She can't explain it further, but the only word is "wow!!" She said.
Ayla notices her sudden surprise at this cave. "We are almost there." She said. In her mind Zipp reminds her of herself when she was young. A challenging and kind pony that will not give up. But she's noticed something about her. She's in love!
"Ah, here we are." She said in a joyful tone. "Welcome to my home." Alya said. Zipp is stunned she can never imagine the house looking this beautiful!! But for so many moons underneath Zephyr Heights? How's that possible?
"Please come in. I'll give you a cup of hot chocolate." She came in and sat down on the couch. She took a good look at the inside of the house. The walls were painted yellow and the decorations looked old and new simultaneously.
"Here you go. I hope you enjoy it." Ayla places the cup on the table. "Thank you. I appreciate that." Zipp took a sip and it was delicious! "Wow you make better hot chocolate than my friend Sunny!" She said, drinking the whole thing. "Ok now umm if you don't mind me asking questions." She then took out her notebook and pen.
"How long have you been here?" Zipp said. Alya wondered the same thing. She had been down here for many moons now. "I don't know actually. It's been so long since I've been up there." She got up and took a picture frame. "Here this is my husband and me." She pointed. "We used to live in a tougher time." she placed it on the table.
Zipp then wonders about something. So she brought it up."In the museum they talked about a war between earth ponies and pegasi. Was all that true?" Zipp asked. "Yes, it was true." She said.
She got up and showed a spear. "This is the spear that I took in battle. They want us to fight each other but something has bloomed in my life. I am happy about it." Zipp grabs the spear and she can immediately tell it's old. "Wow this is amazing!! You've been there." Ayla nodded.
"But wait you must be at least a hundred years old but still look young." Zipp examined. "Yep it's this place. It has magic like no other and we choose to remain here." She then looked down. "It was a darker time. A time where things were different." She said.
"But enough about myself and how about I get to know you too." She said. "Well, I'm a detective and the daughter of a queen that wants me to be the next heir in line." She looked down. "But I think there is something else in you." Ayla places a hoof on her heart. "You have love in you. Something that I had to do when I was younger."
Zipp raised an eyebrow. "What I mean by that is you have fallen for somepony special." The pegasus detective now understands. "Oh wait how do you know." Alya giggled a little. "It's self-evident and I have instinct." She said.
"Well who is it?" Ayla asked. "His name is Hitch Trailblazer and how I met him was a long story."She then explained how she and her friends restored the magic of Equestria. The story was well-detailed. But it shocked her.
But in the end, Ayla is glad all pony works together in the future. "Wow things did change. But in the end, I'm glad it did." She placed her hoof on her chest. "Yeah it was Sunny's idea. When I met her, I met Hitch as well. Zipp said while pulling out her phone.
"See these are my friends." Alya can see her friends threw a screen? "What kind of magic is this." She grabbed the phone from her and inspected it. "It's called a phone. It where if they're far away or not." She also stated. "It can also take pictures too." Zipp said.
"Wow I'm amazed how the world progressed and I'm glad that everypony is united once again." Ayla looked down. "I wish things end differently in the past." She said. "What happen?" Ayla looked up. "A forbidden love that what happens." she said.
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My Little Pony The next generation The strings of Love
RomanceLove is strange in life but it can develop over time. When two different ponies discovered a mystery. A mystery that is old as time. Hitch and Zipp will discover something more than mere friendship. When two strings intertwin they become one.