Midnight Rose stood in her garden, lounging beside a patch of Camellias with her best friend (and only friend) Sunny Melody. Rose had been able to catch a train to Ponyville after she joined the team, and hoped to get back to Canterlot before they left without her.
"I just don't know if I should go. I mean, it'll be really dangerous, and we might not even make it back alive." she spoke.
At this, Sunny Melody laughed. "Of course you'll make it back alive! They wouldn't be recruiting ponies for it if you won't!"
Rose shot her an uncertain glance.
"Really, how many members did they get so far? Twenty? Fifty?" asked Sunny.
"Five." replied Rose.
"Yeesh. Well, they're brave, I'll tell you that."
"Or just stupid."
"Aw, come on! Weren't you just talking about how you needed to prove yourself to your family and all that?"
"Well, my family would never let go in the first place."
"Are you talking about your mother? Because she means well, she really does. You should go on that trip! You'll come back a hero."
"It's just... what if I don't? What if everything goes wrong? What if..." Tears began to gather in Rose's eyes. "What if I'm a failure?"
Sunny's face fell. "Don't talk like that! You're never a failure, no matter what anyone says!"
Rose smiled at her friend. Sunny was her polar opposite in every way. While Rose was shy, Sunny was outgoing. While Rose was uncertain, Sunny was confident. While Rose took her time to decide and plan and ponder, Sunny catapulted herself into danger on the slightest whim. Rose could never be as spontaneous as her, even if she tried.
"Okay." said Rose. "I'll do it."
"Absolutely not!" cried Midnight Sky, Rose's mother. They stood in the sitting room of the family's mansion, if one could call it that, seeing that the building's previous glory had long been worn down by age.
"But mom, if we find the gem and the archaeologists, we'll be heroes!" retorted Rose.
"No. The Midnight family is not a family of heroes. We are a family of calm, reasonable ponies who should be feared like Nightmare Moon herself."
"Still trying that whole 'reasonable' thing?" remarked Briar Thorn, Rose's father, jokingly. he sat next to Sky on the sofa, across from their daughter.
"Stay out of this. This is between me and Rose."
"Darling, the only reason she's going is so she'll live up to your expectations." said Briar calmly.
"Fine. You want to tell our only child why she shouldn't risk her life on a wild goose chase, you can. Mommy needs some coffee." Midnight Sky stormed off to the other room.
A few seconds of silence proceeded.
"So dad? You're going to tell me not to risk my life on some pointless quest?"
Briar chuckled. "Quite the opposite, actually. I think you should."
Rose was taken aback. "Seriously? Is this about what mom said about my needing to grow up? Because the whole 'rite of passage' thing is just an old tradition in our family."
"No, Rose. It's not about that. It's about you learning to be yourself."
Rose looked at her father quizzically. "What?"
"You need to learn how to be confident. To be adventurous. To make new friends for once. This... quest, if you want to call it that, I think it's just what you need." spoke Briar Thorn.
"So... you're letting me go?" asked Rose.
"Yes I am." Briar smiled. "I'll go tell your mother, you pack your bags. Do it quick, before she ties you to a chair."
Rose's face grew into a beaming grin. For the first time in years, she leaned forwards to hug her father, then dashed out of the room.
I've got an adventure to pack for...