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(Based on :iconegophiliac:'s simply wonderful "Accomplished Steampunk Scientist Twilight Sparkle" alternate universe as seen on her tumblr.)
Applejack could not help but grin as she looked over her handiwork. Massive piles of scrap metal, several tons worth of new parts, and a good load of new tools...all loaded successfully into the carriage, ready for transport back to Twilight Sparkle's laboratory. The orange-plated android gave a nod and playfully dusted her hands off as her creator approached, her mechanical dragon Spike trotting alongside her. "Job well done, Applejack," Twilight said, adjusting the goggles on her head a touch, "I'm just going to catalog our haul, make sure we got everything I ordered."
"Gotcha, Doc," the Honesty Unit replied, taking a step back to let the young scientist and Spike come up to the carriage.
A smile appeared on the "dragon"'s face as he overlooked all the pieces inside. "Wow, Apple
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Interlude Two: Secrets and Shadows
Luna did not much care for how well her voice echoed across the Ponyville Shelter's Royal Hall as she entered. The room was so silent...so cold. It was not what the younger Princess was used to when in Celestia's presence. She had hoped things might have improved while she had been gone, but no. There her sister sat, as she had when Luna had left. Still with her back to the door, still with her gaze fixed on the pitch-black sky outside the stain-glass windows. "Still not speaking to me," an irritated thought briefly passed through Luna's mind before she spoke again, "I...I'm back from speaking with the Royal Guards."
No answer was given.
"They say the town's repairs are going well, if slowly," Luna pressed on, "and Cadan