>Graduation Day from training school.
>Be Florence.
>Everybody was hyped.
>All who remain and have not been eliminated are going to be placed into different branches of the Guard.
>You are lined up in formation with everybody, as the drill sergeant at the front calls each of you up individually.
>Before you, your friends Midnight, Night Watch and Jasmine had already been called up.
>All of them were selected to be in the Night Guard.
>As was pretty much everyone else in the camp, since you were all bat ponies.
>...With you being a little exception.
>"Private Florence!"
>Your eyes widen as you get called up.
>The whole area is quiet as they all watch you walk up to the stage.
>Not all of them appreciate you.
>As you pass by a bat pony near the front row, you hear a passing whisper.
>"Aryan scum."
>You sigh.
>You get to the stage, and the drill sergeant is looking at you.
>"Private Florence. It is my honour to welcome you into... the Day Guard."
>He says it with a straight face.
>You can't tell if he's joking or not.
>You swear you can hear harsh snickering behind you.
>You seem to lose your breath.
>Spaghetti starts flowing from your cutie marks.
>"Hah... Uh. Yes, congratulations, Florence! You have graduated from guard training."
>You give the drill sergeant a disheartened nod and smile.