Two Stallions Midnight was a black-coated pegasus, with a red and black mane and a pink tail. red hair striped down her legs. Her brother has a silver white unicorn and a purple vest with a white/red mane. remain present in front of the door of an apartment in Manehattin. At midnight the older of the two approached the door and knocked. "Edward Is that you?" Midnight asked in her deep voice trying to talk about the part down the hall. "It's me. At midnight. I caught your son in the middle of a gang hideout." "Seth?" Edward asked in utter confusion. "Is he okay?" "Yes, he's fine but I have to stop the party first hallway so please bring him quickly." He turned to Seth "He's your father. Are you ready to talk to him?" Midnight asked. “Yes, I am.” Seth announced. Midnight turned towards the door "Edward, Seth is fine and wants to talk to you." "Well come in, the door is open Of course." Edward said. Midnight couldn't believe it. In just a few hours Ed had managed to make three pies and some turkey. “Dad. Is that turkey?” Seth had asked as he smelled the sauce. That aroma had always remained with him. His father was a professional chef, of course. But the smell was unlike anything you could ever smell. Like Thanksgiving dinner when the food is freshly finished and the turkey is golden brown. The salad is so sweet that the candy was beyond compare and the cake was made with the finest ingredients you could find."Seth. By Elisabeth's mane you are alive.––" Edward said and hugged his Sundun frantically with joy “––Did you get hurt? I mean, no one saw you-” Edward said. “No dad, I'm fine. This guy you sent to help me was really good to me.” said Seth "I think he said he was a private investigator." Oh yes," Edward said shyly. "Midnight. Um-" Ed couldn't tell the truth. After a moment he... middle of paper...tch hit him in the stomach. “Take the boss and let's go.” With that they left and the members of the bar there they kicked out. “Midnight! ” Seth shouted “Luminescent get your knife.” The bartender shouts “Monstrawno bring it to the counter. Whiskey and succinylcholine.» “Why do you take those?” «By day I'm a doctor. And a bartender at night. Now, at midnight, everything will calm down..." "Damn it, I've already got the stitches in." And they did it. The counter was covered in blood and whiskey from the deep cleaning. “So what do I owe you?” “Stay alive and keep him safe.” The bartender said. “and fifty-three bits” “Good man. You're a good man." Midnight said handing over the money, jumping off the counter and walking off with his brother. "What the hell was that?" Seth asked as he downed three ounces of hard whiskey and martini. "You'll regret drinking it all that tomorrow morning.".”