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Dear Lektra,

 

I received the letter from your mentor and friend, concerning your interest on my studies of the enchanting of living and breathing creatures. It is true that Professor White (my own mentor) and myself have conducted many experiments on the matter due to my expertise in biology, cytology, and for our plant subjects; botany. These experiments and the study of such a process were cut short due to matters I'll explain eventually, but for now this letter is a formal invitation to my residence/laboratory in Ponyville. This appointment will be only to pick up the files regarding the case, because I'm sorry to inform you that I can't take part in your studies and continuation of the project. I resigned from my professor status at Canterlot quite some time ago, but I wouldn't mind sharing with you what happened before I left.

 

This project was a large part of my life back when I worked with Professor White. I ask that when you obtain what you need, that you respect my studies by NOT using these methods on anybody other than willing subjects. I'll be the judge of whether you are responsible to have this info, but from what White and your own mentor tell me, you're a very responsible mare. Please be wise.

 

I ask you come between 9am and 6pm, and don't bring anything pertaining to the project. I have materials in my lab if you wish to borrow them. My address is 225 Cavalry Road in West Ponyville. Until then, good luck with your travels and work.

 

Best Regards,

Professor Annabella Alexandra Belle

 

OOC: https://mlpforums.com/topic/135832-best-regards-ooc/

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A most peculiar letter, this one. Sparky had picked it up for me between brainstorming sessions, and it had been a while since I'd filed the request with my master to find someone who would collaborate with me to be able to properly enchant living or formerly living things. There was nothing to do but take a break from work, take a chance, and meet her. I'd arrived in town only recently so I wasn't exactly sure where that address was located. Fortunately Sparky had scouted the town and was able to produce a map for image for me with his mag-scan function. Apparently this professor lived in one of the better parts of town, where ponies were well off. Not sure how well off she was, but the richer seemed to be living in that neighborhood. Did small cities even have neighborhoods? Guess I'd find out.

 

We took about 20 minutes traveling by air with Sparky strapped to my back, much to the confusion of passing Pegasi. Sparky's wingpack mode could fly sure, but it lacked speed. And we found the address and I reached out my right forehoot to knock on the door. I called out as I was knocking. "Hello? I was supposed to meet someone at this adress."

 

Anna's house was... surprisingly nothing impressive. With the exception of Hearths warming lights, the house was just as boring as the rest of the houses on this side of town. They were bigger, yes, but Anna's house was actually looking a bit smaller than the rest. It seemed to be older, with a more vintage farmhouse kind of look to it, instead of a typical modern Ponyville home. Ponyville was once a farm town, and this house was probably once owned by one of the first families to settle there.

 

Nobody answered the door, at least not immediately. Lektra would have to stand there, waiting in the cold. It was the middle of December, and there was fresh fallen snow. Though it was only 4, the sky was already growing dim. The start of winter wasn't officially until a week or so, however Ponyville was already bitter cold and snowy. There was at least a few inches of snow on the ground.

 

Out from around the house came some noise of something walking through the snow, packing it down with each squeaky step. To Lektra's surprise, it wouldn't be Anna... but instead a Bernese Mountain Dog. This was Checker, and technically he was a Greater Swiss Mountain Dog (a Bernese with short fur) but it didn't really matter because Checker was really big. He slowly approached Lektra, stepping through the snow. A notable feature was the fact he only had 3 legs, and one bionic metal leg. This bionic front left leg seemed to be some type of robotics with complicated wiring and such. It really didn't make him any less intimidating, it kinda of made him more intimidating.

 

Checker sniffed Lektra and her companion, and if either dared move while he was inspecting them, he'd let out a deep low growl. He seemed very serious about this process. This must of been Anna's dog because he had a red collar on with a tag that said his name in bold letters, with Anna's name in a much smaller font underneath.

 

Checker let out a short puff, then ran off back around to the back of the house. Lektra wouldn't see this, but there was a Checker size dog door in the back that was available for him to go in and out of when his owner was home. He bolted into the house that was all decorated and merry for the holiday, but quiet and dark. Annabella was half. on the couch, sleeping with her little foal Zeus on her chest while she laid on her back snug in a cover. They both snored loudly, which Checker took notice of.  The smart dog picked up his tennis ball and stuck it in Anna's mouth.

 

"shoooooooo- .... ACK...." Anna shot up and spat the tennis ball out of her mouth "CHECKER!" Anna yelled while Zeus also jolted awake and started crying. He was tossed off Anna and onto the soft couch... it was a rude awakening.

 

Checker pointed his bionic paw at the door, but put his ears down when Anna yelled at him. He just wanted Anna to be aware of the burglers at the door.

 

Anna picked up Zeus and rocked him until he quieted down (which didn't take long at all) then stuck a pacifier in his mouth and slumped him over Checker's back. The 3 of them headed to the door, with Anna looking completely disheveled, tired, and delusional as she opened the big door for their visitor.

 

"I didn't.... have... any mail orders coming in until.... Wait, who... What... Who are you?" Anna yawned.

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