[The feed cuts in and he's moving through the Everfree, breaking past some ferns onto an overlook to the river where the sun is setting. It's bright, just on the edge of the ever free a little ways from Flutter's cottage.

In the feed there is a tree. A large tree. One that has thick branches that hang over the side of the hill over the water. It's root system seemed to go deep, and even if it leaned a little bit out towards the sun, it still seemed stable. He tosses the scroll onto the ground and looks into it.]

I think I want that tree to be my home, ponies. But I don't really know where to start. It'd be nice to have stuff but I don't have any money yet. I didn't go to the bank yet, and I don't know how much it would cost to build something on that.

So I guess I'm just going to offer my services to pay off the work. Work for work. Is that okay?

Is there anyone who can actually help me with this or am I barking up the wrong tree all together?

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-no, get out of here, GET--

[If people haven't realized that Cecil and Khoshekth have been missing lately, they're back now. Khoshekth looks considerably different, being badly scarred, wearing an eyepatch and missing part of one of his front paws. Ceicl, meanwhile, is curled into a ball, seemingly ready to lash out at any attackers. He hasn't even noticed the change in his surroundings or his cutie mark, or the presence of the scroll.

It takes him a few seconds to realize what's happened. He then takes a deep breath, then, as he holds back sobs, clutches Khoshekth tightly with his forelegs]

I, um. I'm back.

[More sobs. It's been a really rough ride for him.]

Alastor? Anyone at the commune? I need to know how long I've been gone. [And then, his voice tensing up as he remembers something...] And I need to know if anyone named Lauren Mallard, or Kevin, or anyone claiming to work for Strexcorp arrived here, please, I can't let them desecrate any more-

I can't-

I can't.

[Greetings, fair Equestrians! Today, for your viewing pleasure, there is a white mare with an orange mane and a rainbow thunderbolt on her butt, looking for all the world like a drowned rat. And there is more water pouring down on her from above, as in nearly a monsoon's worth]

Umm... This is really embarrassing, but... Does anyone know how to make this cloud stop raining on me? I've tried and tried to get it to listen, but nothing I do will make it stop!

[And then it shocks her in the butt with a lightning bolt]

OUCH!