“It’s not a Love Potion, its Love Poison!”
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We stood in the cathedral. It was back to normal now. The mask had fallen off my face. I looked down at my hooves. I was a pony again.

Minty Love hugged the body of her dead mother in her arms. Tears streamed down her face.

The door leading back into the Humanity Museum was gone. I pounded on where the door should be then shivered. Why was I cold? My breath steamed the air.

Prophet Bless lay on the floor shaking and shivering. He still hadn’t woken up. I walked over to touch him. The buck jumps awake with a scream at my touch. His body was in a sweat.

“What’s happening to you?” I asked him.

“I took a too strong a hit of Dash,” Prophet Bless replied, “My withdrawal is stronger then I’m used to.”

He reaches into his bag and pulls out an inhaler of Dash.

“Please,” I give him a begging look.

Prophet Bless hesitates for a moment and puts the drug back. I wished he tossed it away.

Minty Love stands up and sighs. “Will you take me?” She asks without turning toward us.

I was unsure how to answer giving the confusing past relationship we had. But she wasn’t evil. The parasite was gone making her less dangerous and changed her alliance I think. Plus her medical skills would be useful.

“Sure,” I replied, “Is there any way we can get back into the museum?”

“Not from inside here,” Minty Love told me as she picked up her bow and quiver of arrows. She attached holding hooks to her forelegs.

“So, we have to go outside,” Prophet Bless said nervously. He looked like he wasn’t up for the task.

“Yes,” Minty Love replied.

My spine made my body shake. I was thankful I still had the Mare-Do-Well costume on to keep me a little warm.

“Is this cold normal?” I asked.

“No, it’s not,” Minty Love answers as she walked over to the doors.

A blast of cold wind and snow hits us. The streets outside were covered in frost. The Catfish, (well Minty Love corrected us and explained they were Bullheads) were laying on the ground moving sluglesly. I’m guessing because it was cold and these creatures were cold blooded.

I had to test my magic to see if it was working. It was working, so I guessed this wasn’t the Otherworld.

We stepped outside. The mist was going through one of it’s thicker spells. It was darker out then normal making me feel like it was night.

Little tiny things were flying about giving off blue light. First I thought they were some kind of sprite. But from a closer examination they were small insectoid ponies.

One of the nasty little buggers flew up to my face and bit my nose. I swatted the thing to the ground and stomped on it with my hoof. I then yelped as cold pain shot up my foot.

"What’s the matter?" Minty Love asks.

"They are so cold they burn the flesh," I answered waving my burned hoof.

The Bullheads didn’t seem to notice as we walked around them. Not that it was much help. A building blocked our path back around to the Museum’s entrance.

“That shouldn’t be here,” Minty Love notes.

“The building is just in the middle of the street,” Prophet Bless points at the ground. The street makes a sudden stop into the building's wall. “And there appears to be no doors or windows going in.” He adds.

“Have you seen this kind of distortion outside of the Otherworld?” I asked.

“Sometimes but not to this extent,” Minty Love replied.

“Can you fly over?” I asked Prophet Bless.

He looks at his shaking wings, “Not in this state.

We turned around, In the distance I could see a dark blue figure of a large pony. She outstretched her wings. From her size and color I knew who she was.

“Luna!” I shouted.

I ran toward the pony. She simply walked away.

“Littlepip wait!” Minty Love shouts.

I couldn’t catch up to the goddess. It could have been a trick that the darkness and fog seem to like to play on me. But I could see my princess’s hoof prints in the snow.

Thunk!

I face plant into a wall. It was an invisible wall if that makes it better. I didn’t think it did since my nose was bleeding.

I knock on the wall with my hoof. It was made of clear ice and melted a little from my body heat radiating through my nail. When removing my hoof from it, The wall started frosting over in spiky leaf patterns.

Lucky for me, Luna’s hoof prints walked along the wall. So I could still fallow her.

“Littlepip, Don’t run off,” Minty Love reprimands.

“You seen her right?” I asked the mint mare.

“Yes, I think I did,” Minty Love replied, “But Luna was back at Alchemilla and not as pretty looking. It’s probably a trap of some kind.”

“We have to check it out,” I demanded.

“Where’s Prophet?” Minty Love looks around noticing he was gone.

We back tracked and found the pegasus laying in a snow bank.

“Oh, Prophet,” I said sadly as Minty helped him up. I felt half sad for him with the state that he was in.

“We have to get him in side,” Minty Love tells me.

“What about Luna!” I shouted over the wind, “With this weather I’ll lose her trail. She could be my way back home!”

“Prophet will die if he stays out here,” Minty Love states.

I sighed giving up my pursuit of Luna to check the map for the location of the chapel. I found the map but it said I wasn’t on it. Brought up the PSA, The chapel was located on that map but was colored purple for out of date information and showed a different street and building then before.

“Minty, The maps are useless everything changed too much,” I explained to the mint mare.

“Check for thermal,” Prophet Bless gasped.

“Thermal?” I looked at my pipbuck and found a heat source detector. It made a dot appear on my EFS. The red dot also appeared on my pipbuck screen as radar view.

The dot was in the same direction as Luna’s foot prints.

“That’s a freebie,” I remarked.

“I’m not so sure,” Minty Love notes, “This could be a trap.”

I was already moving. Minty Love lets Prophet Bless down on his feet. The buck wobbles a little but nods to tell us that he could walk on his own.

The street turns into an alleyway that went downward underground. Steam rolls out the opening and an eerie red light glowed from it.

As I walked down the alley, I found that my hind foot got caught in something. It was stuck in the spokes of a turned over wheelchair that was half buried in the snow. Minty Love had to help pull me out of it.

We then cautiously walked down the steps of the alleyway. Steam hits us frizzling our hair. The steam it’s self came from rows and rows of cracked pipes.

“This isn’t good,” I reacted to the smell of cooking meat by pulling out my Keyblade.

I turned the corner and nearly screamed at the sight. Laying over a grill, (The kind you find in a car but much bigger) was a cooking corpse.

At first I thought it was a satyr due to the lower pony half and it had the chest and arms of a human woman. But I realized the head was of that of a pony. The hands were also gone replaced with long meat hooks.

I had to stop myself from showing emotion when I saw the flank. She had a half destroyed cutie mark. But what I could see was a fire ring.

“We should move on,” I suggested, Moral was bad enough. We didn’t need the dislocated corpse of one of our companions making things worst.

At the end of the alley was a door. It was locked but wasn’t immune to opening. yay.

From behind me there was a loud bony crunch fallowed by a scream that turned into a horrific neigh. I turned to see the zombie satyr Robinfire stabbing her hooked hand into Minty Love's shoulder. She bends over and bites a chunk of flesh from the pony’s neck.

Robinfire no!” I shouted.

“Robinfire?” Prophet Bless reacted fumbling with his gun.

Robinfire drags Minty Love around the corner. I chased after them but when I reached the corner they both disappeared. Not even tracks were left.

The red glow fades from the alley. The warmth disappears. I start to shiver, my breath was on the air.

“Littlepip!” Prophet Bless yells at me, “You knew!”

“I’m sorry, I was going to deal with it later!” I cried, “I didn’t think I needed to worry you!”

“Well we are dealing with it now!” Prophet Bless snaps, “She’s a fucking zombie, Didn’t you think?”

The pegasus sways a little and leans against the wall.

“Are you okay?” I asked concerned.

“No,” Prophet Bless venomed.

“I’m just as upset about this as you,” I snapped.

“Maybe even more,” The buck said in a tone that made me feel uneasy. He sighs, “We need to get inside. Being angry and bitter at each other isn’t going to help us survive.”

We walked back down the alley, entering through the doorway.

Cold air rushed into the hallway of the apartment building. Frost condensates on the dull gray walls making the spiky branching patterns again. Then the spiky branches popped off of the walls.

They were now plants, Plants with silver leaves growing out of the wall. I looked at Prophet Bless’s flank. They looked the one and the same.

Prophet Bless noticed my look and sighs, “I fear out time together maybe at an impasse.”

“This doesn’t mean anything!” I shouted pointing at his cutie mark.

“Littlepip, I use to live in these apartments,” Prophet Bless told me.

I was stunned unsure what to say. Then I froze as I spotted Luna at the end of the hall behind him. She looked at me and then turns her flank and walked around the corner.

I would have chased after her but I was supporting Prophet Bless's body. If she was staying in this building it didn’t matter if I went after her. I’ll find her later.

I helped Prophet Bless to his old apartment on the first floor. Room 105, It was a bare minimal for an apartment, much like the apartments of Stables. A mat for sleeping on the floor, a dresser and terminal of some kind. There was a closet in the back.

Putting Prophet Bless down on the floor. I looked through the closet. There I found a heating jar. Twisting it activated the low level heating talisman in side.

It made the room warmer, but Prophet Bless was still shivering. He fell into unconsciousness. I put my hoof on his side, He felt ice cold to the touch.

“He’s going to die on you at this rate, and then you’d be alone again,” The little pony in my head teased, “Then you’d be alone in this place with no friends. Like before, This place, it knows you, It knows your fears. Everyone you meet will die because of that, Because of you, and it will hurt every single time.”

“No!” I shout out loud rolling the buck over on his side. After removing my heavy barding and gear I lay my body on top of him. Hopefully my body heat will warm him up.

He was so cold to the touch, It made my own body colder. I shivered squeezing Prophet Bless’s body tighter.

Over time, as I fell into unconsciousness I felt a kiss on my cheek.

>

When I awoke, I was sweaty and coughing. Spiting the flam from my mouth, I pulled the upper half of my body up. I felt both hot and cold. Of all times for my body to be sick.

Prophet Bless walks up to me and feels my forehead. He was looking much healthier.

“It appears you absorbed my sickness with your unicorn magic,” The buck remarked.

“Does it work that way?” I asked out loud.

“It does if you love them” Prophet Bless answers.

I blushed, “You know I’m not into bucks.”

“I was talking about a different kind of love,” Prophet Bless smirks.

I blushed again from my stupidity. My stomach suddenly turned. Prophet Bless helped me to the community bath room.

It came at me, or from me at both ends. I sat on the toilet, one with the wider opening for bucks to squat over. It allowed me to lay over and throw up in the bowl.

I heard a flush from the stall next to me. Weakly walking out, I saw Prophet Bless flushing containers of Dash down the toilet.

“Prophet?” I said his name questionly.

“I got you sick Littlepip,” Prophet Bless said sternly.

Flush,

I couldn’t help but to make a parallel to him with myself.

Flush,

Prophet Bless hesitated with the last inhaler. I put my hoof over his and helped him drop it. With my magic, I pushed the handle.

Flush,

Prophet Bless moved in for a romantic kiss. I caught this and turned away from him. Putting my hoof on his lip.

“Please don’t,” I told Prophet Bless.

The buck gives me a sad puppy dog look. I walked away, ignoring him.

“That was cruel Littlepip,” The pony in my head remarked.

“He knows what tree he’s bucking,” I mumbled to myself as I walked out into the hall.

“He’ll leave you,” The voice teased singing. “Homage didn’t deny you in the same situation.”

I was hungry and made up a mix of dried apricot, sesame seeds, and dry field plants from the food supplies I had in my saddle bag. In my mope, I flip on my pipleg’s radio.

“My, my, my you have been a naughty pony, You haven't listened your old pal Pon3 in quite a while,” The DJ remarks to me. “I suppose you want to cash in your last loven chips. “If you look up your mission objective you’d find Cheerwitch Middle School on your map. You’re not far from there dear, but I have a feeling you’re not going to get there for a while.”

I was sneezing and blew out my nose. Prophet Bless enters the room. He does his best to avoid eye contact with me.

“See its starting already,” The voice remarked. Yeah, fuck that voice. When I look at mares it calls me an addict and a whore. A buck looks at me and I’m a bitch for not letting him poke me.

I was still feeling ill and wasn’t well enough to explore. Knowing the rules of the world if I explored any new area something would attack me.

Found myself looking at Prophet Bless as he moped in the corner. Staring at him from the back made me think of Homage’s body.

Finding myself aroused I turned my body away from him. I needed a mare’s touch badly. Then I found myself thinking of Prophet Bless.

His words back at the police station popped in my head. I had first told him about me liking mares. He replied about his way of love making being compatible.

I glanced back at the buck. I wasn’t into bucks but he looked good. He looked like Homage.

Prophet Bless as if sensing something, walks over and lays himself next to me.

“Sorry,” He said nervously.

I looked into his eyes not saying a word.

“I shouldn’t have made any advances to you, not like that,” Prophet Bless continued.

His eyes made my heart flutter, “I-I forgive you,” I said flushed, “It-Choo!”

I suddenly sneezed into the buck’s face. My spittle spider webbed across is muzzle and hung off his whiskers.

Prophet Bless looked at me dumbfounded. I blushed giggly and kissed him on the muzzle sucking up some of my spittle. I pulled back and looked into Prophet Bless’s eyes. My heart fluttered and solidified my feelings. I kissed him deeply on the lips.

After a few moments we released our kiss. Prophet Bless moved to my neck nibbling on it. It tickled ecstatically throughout my body. I rolled over on my back leaning against the wall as he kissed me.

“You’re not going to…” I stuttered to asked nervously. Motioning down between his legs with my eyes. The stallion was starting to bloom.

“I said that’s not my thing,” The buck said slyly sliding down and nibbled my udders.

He did indeed make love like a mare. Every bit as good with his tongue and mouth as Homage was. He also liked having his power over me and making me squeal.

Being a buck, in the back of my mind the whole time I was afraid he’ll lose control and take me fully. Prophet Bless didn’t, giving me a new respect and shattered some misconceptions about stallions controlling themselves.

Our love making lasted over an hour. Over which time the rigorous activity broke my fever. So, even though I was exhausted, with my illness gone I was feeling strong.

Prophet Bless stands up, his member was still swollen. I turned away from him blushing. Even though he’s been hard I wasn’t in a position to get a good look at him nor did I want too. Knowing he's aroused was grossed enough.

“Prophet Bless,” I spoke up. I wasn’t looking forward to this.

The buck turns to look at me.

“Thank you,” I told him, “I needed that.” I blushed. “I also shouldn’t have done that.”

“Well you did cheat on what’s her name? Homage?” Prophet Bless turned and smiled.

“No, not that, I think she would be jealous also proud of my conquest and then ask to join us,” I laughed back.

“Sounds like a fun gal,” Prophet Bless smirked.

“Yep, she is,” I smiled back, “It’s just you um, gave me a service a hundred times over and you-“

“I got a little back,” Prophet Bless answered.

“Yeah, but its…” I wasn’t sure how to say it.

“Littlepip, I know what kind of mare you are and I seen how you looked at me,” Prophet Bless explained, “I’m just on my way to the bathroom to fix that issue. You have no obligation to me other then the wonderful memories of your clit and the music of your moans to wax me off.”

I blushed so red, although I found the idea of a buck masturbating to my image in his head gross. Not that he didn’t refrain from pleasuring himself well pleasuring me. Things take a different perspective in your in the heat of the moment.

“L-look I want to do it, it’s only right,” I told the buck.

“Aright,” Prophet Bless smirked sitting down on his hunches and spreads his legs, “Do it how you like.”

I looked down at it, my lip curling in disgust. I nervously, slowly pulled my foot out. I gave it a quick tap and was repulsed back.

“It has no hide,” I whine.

“I thought so,” Prophet Bless closed his legs and turned to walk away.

“Wait,” I reached out to him.

“You have nothing to be ashamed of alot of mares have that kind of problem,” He replied.

“You can put it in me,” I told the buck.

“Littlepip no!” Prophet Bless yells at me.

“Pregnancy isn’t an issue,” I told him, “I just don't like putting things inside me. I’ll make an exception. I done it before. Not with the real thing I mean.” I blushed.

Prophet Bless sighs then smiles, “If it will make a lady happy.

I nodded back at him and turned around positioning my rear for mounting. I squeaked as his rod slid into me. Oddly it was ice cold. It’s stickiness made my skin crawl. With the (for me) unnatural feelings, I made a very weird face.

“Are you okay?” Prophet Bless asked concerned.

“Yes,” I groaned.

He started to move, Not too fast, not too rough. I was unsure how to feel. It was stimulating? I was physically aroused but I wasn’t in it mentally. Even when I orgasmed, I felt disconnected.

There was a nervous guilty feeling knotting in my stomach. With every thrust Prophet Bless made the knot grew stronger. He kisses me erotically on the neck. An attempt that didn’t help me any. Prophet Bless lifts his head to switch sides. Instead of seeing his face coming back around, I saw the black face of an insectiod creature with long needled fangs out of the corner of my eye.

I unleashed a scream and bucked. “Stop! Stop! Stop!” I cried.

“Woe, Girl Woe,” Prophet Bless shouts still attached to me, He grabs and tackles me to the floor.

“Get off! Get off!” I shouted in distress.

“Okay, just calm down, I don't want you hurting me,” Prophet Bless said as he pulls out.

He had came in me about the time I started panicking. This made the buck give me a sorry look.

“It’s okay,” I assured him, “You didn’t you anything wrong, I just had a panic attack-“

One of my hindlegs suddenly went numb. I turned to look at it. Then my lungs felt heavy.

Prophet Bless noticed the look of distress on my face. That and my face started to swell up. “Are you okay Littlepip?”

I went to the floor with a thud.

“Littlepip!” Prophet Bless shouts.

The buck checks my breathing. I was breathing lightly. The only part of my body that didn’t seem to be paralyzed.

“Littlepip!” Prophet Bless shakes me again.

My lungs stopped moving. They ached wanting to breathe again.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Prophet Bless panics and runs out of the room.

I could hear a loud porcelain crash outside. A moment later Prophet Bless came back in soaking wet holding a container of Dash and a syringe of Med X. He squirts out the Med X, then takes the syringe and pokes the needle into a port sucking out the liquid. He then injects it into my heart. I felt my chest jump and my lungs gave in a loud gasp.

In reality I would have rather die than to be given that drug. I couldn't say anything in protest. But my soul died a little because of this.

“Littlepip! Can you speak,” Prophet Bless shakes me.

“Pa, Pa, Pa,” Was all I could make. My body still couldn't move beyond some involuntary spasms from the Dash. My vision started to become bright and wavy. I would have thrown up if I still had that ability.

Prophet Bless looks down concerned, “That was anaphylactic shock? What could have caused it?” Reaching a conclusion, he looks at my rump still full of his seed. “I’m sorry Littlepip,” Prophet Bless nuzzles me with tearful eyes.

Noticing my breathing getting shallow, Prophet Bless makes up another syringe of Dash. I silently scream in horror unable to object as this time he puts it in my arm.

I suppose it was the combination of Dash and paralysis working together. I found myself having an out of body experience.

My body lay on the floor. A hissing black insect creature stance it. Then the black thing was replaced by Prophet Bless sitting next to me trying to comfort my unconscious body by stroking my mane and back.

I looked like a beast on it’s last leg and I had tubes coming out of me? The tubes were made out of magic aura each a different color. They entered Prophet Bless’s nose. He looks at me with eerie green eyes and exhales my fears, hopes, and love out his mouth in puffs of smoke. I did mention I have Dash running in my veins.

I found this hallucination very interactive. For the most part. I couldn’t interact with Prophet Bless nor use my magic.

It allowed me to put my barding back on and carry weapons and saddle bags. I was unsure if Prophet Bless could see this stuff moving as I lifted them. He didn’t react.

I open the door to the room and walked out. Deciding to head down the hallway I had seen Luna go down earlier.

A two headed Mirrorling T-bone me as I turned the corner. I was crashed into the wall. The wall broke like paper and I found myself in another hallway. No, This was the same hallway. Down the way at the end of the hall was a goat monster.

The goat sticks it’s head in the hole at the end of the hall. That same head pops out of the hole I crashed out of. Shot the thing in the face.

The hallway confused me. I was wondering where the doors were. This couldn't have been just an empty hallway. Then I spotted the door knob. It was part of the ripped wall paper I fell out of.

I pushed the paper to hold the door up and used my mouth to turn the door knob and pull it open.

The other side was a hallway full of doors. Cheese puff cornels littered the floor. I sniffed them, They were the greasy kind.

A light peers out from under one of the doors. An Apartment 120, I could hear recorded sounds on the other side.

The door slowly opens. I walked in to find…Wigs? It ended up being a puzzle. A dresser with manikin heads, and pony make up and a basket of wigs. On the dresser was a black and white photo. The photo was of five mares and a buck. I flip the photo over. Room numbers were written on the back and a note.
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518,120,105,420,600,408,
If I could remember the colors I could unlock the chest.
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I looked at the manikin heads, the photos and the makeup. Fuck, I’m going to have to run to all these apartments, find some kind of document or photo that tells me what these ponies look like, come back here and paint them all.

I turn the heads around to see that each one had one of the same room numbers on the back. I was smiling in side.

I looked at the photo again. The left meddle room number was the room I and Prophet Bless first went into. The one to the left of that was this room. I’ll just have to go back-

I was back in my body. Still paralyzed, still on the floor. I couldn’t see Prophet Bless anywhere. I could hear breathing behind me. Then the spiked black food steps in my view. A have insect half pony muzzle roots at the ground. It suddenly turns and looks at my face. The thing bares it's fangs and unleashes a hiss.

A loud stomp startles both me and the thing.

“Leave her be, she is mine!” A commanding female voice shouts.

“No princess, she is mine,” The creature hissed, “But I’m willing to share. The creature quickly slinks out of the room.

I sat up, and looked down at my body. This out of body stuff again. The next thing I noticed was Luna. She didn’t have her horn but she was here.

The blue pegasus princess suddenly bends down and plants a big passionate kiss on my lips.

“It’s good to be reunited with you my love,” Luna said to me.

Begpardon?

“Come lets us talk in a more secured place,” Luna takes me in her wing and tried to usher me off.

“Wait, what about my body?” I point at the figure of myself laying on the floor.

“You can’t move it honey no matter how hard you try.

Luna led me into a stair way. We walked up to the fourth floor. There were a few monsters in the hall. They saw Luna and gave her way. I found this creepy.

The apartment number 420. Ironically one of the rooms I need to check. The apartment was shockingly messy and larger than the rooms on the first floor.

My princess seemed to have been living off of bags of greasy cheese puffs and sugary food bars. There was a water bed for sleeping and a large terminal across from it with a weird device was connected.

The air smelt of incense. They appeared to have came from a glass jar with metal tubes smoking. I believe it was called a hookah.

Luna placed me on the bed and nuzzled me lovingly. It took me a moment to get used to the moving surface.

“Luna, how are you here I seen your body?” I asked calmly.

“Shadow bodies dear, without the power of the original,” Luna explains, “Haven’t you tried using your horn?”

No, By now I could tell if my horn had magic.

“So you rejected your body, unable to deal with the pain and you go here?” I noted looking at the apartment.

“In opposed to what?” Luna asks as she turns on the terminal and lights the hookah, “My people rejected me, I have no means of protection or revenge.”

My eyes narrowed at her,

“Do you disapprove of me?” Luna asks taking a breath in from the hookah and blowing it into my face. It smelt like strong tobacco.

“Revenge? On your own people?” I question.

“I’ve always been the more aggressive one,” I lead a war when my sister couldn’t, sentenced traders to death and had executed prisoners. I have done a million evil acts. Killing conspirators.” Luna sighs giving a sad look all I could do is hide like a hobo and wait for civilization’s amenable fall.” Tears rolled off out of Luna’s eyes. “When I died and I found myself in this place with all my subjects that died with me, I thought I’d have a second chance. But it was just another fuck up in my long line of fuck ups.”

“I pat Luna on the back, “You’re not a fuck up.”

Luna wipes her face and hands me the hookah. “Only if that was true little one.”

Being polite I take a sample of it. The smoke makes me cough, the tobacco mellowed my nerves. It didn’t seem like a strong substance but who knew what long term exposure could have on a pony. Out on the Wasteland most ponies got into things that were stronger.

“I never thought of you partaking in such things,” I noted.

“I partake in my vices,” The princess of the night gives me bedroom eyes. I felt uncomfortable and blushed.

“And you think, I’m your lover?” I asked, “No offence Princess but we never truly met each other before now.”

“Enough of these games,” Luna moves in for another kiss. I immediately pull back to get away from her touch. The uneven surface of the water bed causes me to fall backwards. Luna positions herself over me.

My chest feels tight. The Princes felt forceful. I wasn’t looking forward for another sexual experience so soon after how my last one ended, most of all not one like this. I found myself drawing tears.

“Luna, please don’t,” I cried.

“Well I like the new persona,” She nuzzles my neck lovingly and licks a salty tear, “I’ll finish this when you want to pony up.” She got off the bed making sure to give me a flash of her rump. Oh, goddess this is not happening, this is not happening.

The night blue pony went to playing video games on the terminal. Something violent with guns and shooting ponies. I didn’t want to watch I’v had too much of that in real life.

Luna seems to be ignoring me. This went on for a while before the princess was zoned out enough for me to move around the room freely.

I found a color photo of the mare from this apartment and of the mare (judging from the black and white photo) from Apartment 408.

The mare from this room had a navy blue mane and lemon coat. I could see her cutie mark. One a fancy clown that looked like a white upside down ice cream cone with two more scoops for ears, or maybe hands posing as ears? She was also pretty cute.

The mare from Apartment 408, Had a fluffy snow white mane and light blue coat. A sheet or a blade of ice was her cutie mark.

There was an old journal page with the photo.
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That buck from down stairs, That’s the one with the hair my color and bronze mane. His name was Prophet Bless. He showed up today well Shavie was over.
The buck showed himself to be a police officer and wanted some of my home supply of Salvia plant. I was nervous at first, The last I heard, it was still legal. But some Zebra been combining Salvia with White Claudia making a drug called Killer.
Normally Salvia can be taken straight or in refined and mixed forms known as Luna. It’s one of the most powerful psychotropics out there with an added bonus of being almost completely none addictive. In fact Salvia is a common herbal treatment for addiction. Luna can be a more effective at treating addiction with the right mixture.
The officer Prophet wanted the Salvia because it was cheaper to get hold of then refined Luna. After we talked I struck a friendship with the buck.
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I found my ear being nibbled on by Luna when I tried to walk over to the door. My body cried in pleasure. The pony must have gotten board with her game and turned her attention to me.

“Please stay,” Luna begged me.

I was sure the princess was insane.

“She’s not going to let you leave Littlepip,” The pony in my head told me. “Not without taking action upon her.”

Sighing, I decided to play into Luna’s delusion.

The Princess was shockingly submissive. I suppose it was her ego, She liked being stroked.

Luna lays on her back looking up at me with a grin on her face. I looked down at her udders. They seemed well developed, what prompted my question.

“Luna?” I said in an asking tone, “Do you have children?”

“That’s a silly question to ask,” Luna teased.

“Sorry I guess I never got a good look at a goddess down there before,” I pointed out,” Normally a mare that endowed foaled before.”

Luna kisses me on the lips, “You really have a scrambled brain don’t you?”

“What’s that suppose to mean?” I remarked.

“I lived a long time dear,” Luna guides my head to her belly.

Well, I wasn’t normally a giver, Homage taught me well. Our coitus felt like business from my end. I didn’t like that I was taking advantage of her. Even less that it was to one of the goddesses I held so relevantly.

After a few orgasms the Princess of the Night rolled on top of me. My heart thumps as my nerves pull on me. I flinched when the goddess’s hoof touched my tit.

“What’s the matter sweetie?” Luna asked concerned.

“Sorry, it’s been awhile I’m a little sensitive down there,” I lied.

Luna gave me a look as if she was assessing what I said. As if she could tell I was lying.

To keep my ruse going I reluctantly allowed her to have her way.

We exchanged control back and forth. To conserve my energy for my gambit, I had to break Luna’s control when she had it and keep control when she submitted. With how easily I came saving energy wasn’t easy.

The two of us lay exhausted. I had my head on the larger pony’s udder. My muzzle lay against her nipple. I stroked the tit gently with my nose.

My lover looked like she was drifting off. I slid myself up over her to gently nibble the underside of her ear. The Princess cued and purred then went lump as she drifted asleep.

Exhausted from my sexual battle I took a bottle of carrot cola and walked out to the balcony. I drank from the bottle and took in the cool misty air.

I looked down that the streets. They were no longer covered in snow. The temp was back to normal as well.

“Littlepip! I found you!” A gentle female spoke in a tingy voice.

Celestia damn it, Celestia.

“Mr. Black and Mira aren't respawning to my communications, but they gave me a bypass code so that I can access these spritebots on my own anytime I want,” Celestia told me.

I looked at the spritebot and started crying at it.

“Littlepip what’s wrong?” Celestia asks.

Things, things are confusing,” I told Celestia, “I found your sister’s soul.”

“This is good, but there is something you’re not telling me?” Celestia notes.

“Luna, this part of Luna appears to be insane,” I explained to Celestia, “She’s under the impression I’m a lover of her’s and won’t let me leave her side.”

“And?” Celestia questioned.

“I’ve been taking advantage of her sexually, I have a reason but still this is a sin.”

“So, you’re confessing to me because I’m her sister and your god?” Celestia’s normally casual tone left her voice.”

I looked at the spritebot helplessly.

“If you are looking for forgiveness I’m in no position to judged,” Celestia answers

“So, you don’t hate me?” I asked the goddess.

“No, child I don’t,” Celestia replied.

Ouch, she called me child.

“My other mission objective of finding Mane Mason and Cherry Emerald gave me the lead to a location called Cheerwitch. I maybe there next time you want to contact me.” I told Celestia.

“Celestia is that you?” Luna spoke as she walked out toward the balcony.

Oh Luna fuck me- Bad choice of words. Anyway I should have left when I had the chance.

“Celestia look who’s back,” Luna states as she walked up to me and nibbled on the back of my ear, “And he looks just as adorable as back in the day. What’s with the robot? Trying out some of the new fangled gadgets?”

“He?” Celestia said shocked, “Um, Sister will you be staying here in this location?”

“Yes dear sister,” Luna replied.

“My systems are showing a strange lag on the signal,” Celestia told us.

“I think I’m starting to get hacked out, I also have to continue to my research,” The spritebot turns to Luna, “I had put your liege on an important mission. You must let her go to complete it.”

“Can I keep the buck for ten more minutes?” Luna asks.

“If you desire, but for no longer,” Celestia answers.

“Celestia!” I cried to the spritebot as it turned at flew away.

Heavy hearted I turned and walked back inside. I flinched as the large tongue entered me. Luna walked beside me. “I let you win before.”

I left Apartment 420 limping. I was sure Luna left me sore as a way of making me think of her with every step. Homage was the same way. Since I wasn’t really Luna’s lover I didn’t find the jester as romantic as when Homage did it.

I walked over to the door of Apartment 408. I knew what the pony that lived there looked like but I might find some information I need. Judging from the black and white photo all the ponies I’m looking for appeared to be friends.

There wasn’t an apartment in 408. It was a large room with blue curtains. The floor was a wavy black and white horse shoe shape pattern.

Music, Smooth jazz played in the air as a white and brown spotted buck smaller then even I, danced. He was wearing a three piece black suit.

“TaKe aH sEAt,” The buck told me.

I lay on the mini couch. The little buck lays on the couch across from me. Next to him was another couch.

“YouR pIpBuck is Full of pArtyTime Ment-ELs,” The buck told me.

I looked at my pipleg. Twisting my arm the face of the device came off like a tin. A hand full of white pills fall out bouncing on the floor. I had the urge to take one, but when I reach for one of the pills with my hoof I found out they were only sticker stuck to the floor.

I looked up to see myself laying on the couch across from me.

“I Am mister BlacK,” The buck said to me then points at the me next to him, “DoesN’t my Grand DaughTER look lIke LIttlePIp? WE aRe of one MinD. SHE has sOmethIng to Tell yOu.”

“WOUld you Like to kNow the NaMe of thE pOnY that kills mE?” The other me asks myself. She walks over and speaks into my ear clearly. “Scootaloo.”

I was jarred awake. Luna was nuzzled up against me or was I nuzzled up against her? Her wing covered me like a warm blanket. Luna felt me wake and perks her head up.

“Souls with in souls and dreams with in dreams little one, I allowed a part of yourself to move on well another part stayed with me.” Luna explained.

“Isn’t that dangerous?” My body felt charge like I drank too much coffee.

“Souls are strong and recover quickly when divided,” Luna answers, “If your body wasn’t so sick it would be walking around. Possibly not knowing of your existence. When the two of you become one it will feel exhilarating.”

“Don’t do that again please,” Then I paused, “How did you do that without magic?”

“I have seen the bible, we are nearest its power. With it I could surely do something as simple as dream division,” Luna said boastfully.

“And what is the bible,” I hoped to get an answer this time around. One that makes sense anyway.

“It is forbidden to mortals,” Luna nuzzles me.

“May I be on my way then?” I said getting irritated.

“Sure,” Luna nuzzles my forehead.

I stand up to walk away, when Luna grabs my shoulder.

“You will come back?” Luna had tears in her eyes, “I have been alone for such a long time.”

“I will come back,” This was a half lie. I would like to spend time with her to relieve her pain of loneliness. But it was a trap that played on my emotions and guilt as dangerous as any drug.

What was creepy went I got away a second time, Apartment 408 wasn’t there. Just a blank wall. I wacked at the space with my Keyblade.

“You’re making noise out here,” Luna remarked as she walked up.

I give the Princess a look,

“Your still on this floor,” Luna replied innocently, “I can’t explore with you?”

I rolled my eyes and ripped at the drywall. There was a door behind the wall and it was unlocked. It opened with a sucking sound.

The door swings open to a dark room. When Luna and I stepped in, we gagged on the smell of rot. I used my pipleg as a flash light. It shines on the hanging corpse of a blue coated pony.

A suicide note lay on the dresser,
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He tricked me,
I gave him my heart,
I gave him my love,
All that he gave me in retuned was fear and called it love.
_

I heard a cracking sound behind me. The hanging corpse started freezing with frost growing on it. With a loud snap the body hits the floor and shatters. Frost expanded out over the floor then turned into silver leaves. Ice fairies fly out and nipped at me.

Luna smashed two of them with her hooves. I took out another with my Keyblade. The silvery frost leaves expanded out into the hall as we fled.

I stopped Luna in front of the door of Apartment 420. “Princess please go back in your room and allow me to continue.”

“I can defend myself,” Luna tells me.

“That maybe true but everything hinges on you,” I told the dark blue mare, “I have too many eyes on me for you to be safe.”

To seal the deal I reared up and kissed the Princess deeply on the lips. She confirmed that she was going to do what I said with her deep look in her eyes and a slight nod. I turn and run up stairs with a smirk on my lips. Littlepip god slayer.

518 was full of clocks. They clicked and they ticked. A life sized porcelain pony made of gold with orange hair laid on the floor. A wind up key was her cutie mark.

I found a side arm that looked every bit as well made as my old gun Little Mac sitting on a work bench.

It was a revolver type a bit larger then Little Mac, gold in color with a silver handle. The bullets it took were the largest caliber slugs I ever seen for a gun of that type. But the gun could only hold four at a time. Luckily due to the caliber, the slugs were a one shot kill to almost anything they hit. It came with a pack of twenty five bullets.

Something I could never hold if I fired even with my magic. There was a light weight battle saddle made for a small pony. Light enough I could even walk around with it.

The gun I acquired easily clicked into the weapon mount. When I bit on one of the triggers of the bridle the gun extends past my neck. The other trigger would fire. I closed one eye keeping the one closest to the gun open tracking the barrel of the gun out the corner of my eye. I mentally aimed. Without SATS aiming should still be accurate.

The porcelain pony shatters and a mechanical monster emerged from the rubble. It had long bladed piercers for legs.

The thing lunged at me. I ducked under its attack. I aimed the large gun between the belly and the chest and fire. The bullet burst through the metal clock works and past the ceiling.

The mechanical pony collapses as I slip between its hind legs. As I ran out the door, I heard a large metal crash behind me.

I turned to see a yellow and orange unicorn. Tears flowed from her eyes. She cracks in half as the door slams behind me.

A message appeared on my pipleg.

“He broke me, He broke me, He broke you too.” A mare’s voice cries.

600 had a strange memory orb sitting in the middle of the floor. There was a contact plate that came with it. If I had to guess the plate acted as a unicorn’s horn. With this set up none unicorns could access the orb. Maybe even add memories of its own. More evidence of the more advanced tech of this world.

I was in the body of a winged mare. I knew she was one of the mares I was trying to find coloring for. So I kept an eye out for reflective objects.

A pegasus buck was next to me. His coat was just as red as my host’s coat. His mane was yellow with streaks in the front and black on the rest of his mane. His tail black with a yellow lighting streak. A yellow hemp leaf was on his rump. The pony’s looked battle harden.

“Are you going to be keeping your eye me?” The buck remarks.

“You can stop playing games…” My host snaps pausing.

“Prophet, I like this kind of body,” The buck smirks.

We walked out into a room with a round table. My eyes went to Luna with a small earth buck at her side. The brown and white one I saw dancing in 408.

“Ah, Fire Storm and Prophet Bless,” Luna announces, “Have a seat.”

My host looks around the table, There was a blue coated pegasus with a maroon and pink mane. A golden yellow earth pony stallion. A red unicorn buck. Finally a robot Rainbow Dash? I’m sure there’s a whole other story behind that?

“There is a Zebra research facility we need you to invade.” The spotted buck tells the group. “Gather what information you can, bring back relics you can get a hold of. Our contract companies will deconstruct and reverse engineer them.

“Let me guess, you need me to sneak in?” Prophet Bless remarks.

“I have personally invested interest in this mission as well,” Luna adds, “I believe this facility is researching a way to assassinate me on my own dreamscape. You could imagine not going without sleep. With me it’s worst.”

From there it went to long and boring technical talk. I was having trouble fallowing. My host got up and walked to the restroom. After using the facilities.(Wish they could have cut that part out.) She looks at herself in the mirror.

Yes!

Her eyes were cloudy blue. The mane and tail ash gray. With dark red streaks. A chunk of her hair on one side was yellow and orange.

The mare, Fire Storm takes out a makeup kit with red paste and uses it to touch up the color in her fur.

Luna then walks into the restroom and starts applying makeup too.

“You want to talk to me in private ma’am?” Fire Storm asks.

“What makes you think I want to talk to you?” Luna answers innocently.

“Princess you don’t need make up," Fire Storm said slyly.

“What do you think of...” Luna starts to ask my host.

“He's calling himself Prophet Bless,” Fire Storm answers, "It could be his species but the way it appears he thinks and acts. He carefully mimics his emotions, every action is carefully planned out.” My host looks away from Luna.

“Fire Storm? Are you scared of him?” Luna asks concerned.

“I looked into his soul and it effects how you think,” My host's vision is clouds with tears.

“He didn’t hurt you did he?” Luna said angrily.

“Yes, but it is his nature,” Fire Storm replied.

“True, can’t blame one for breathing and eating,” Luna sighs, “As long as his predatory nature is focused in the right way.”

“Luna dear are you coming? We have plans to get to this evening,” The spotted buck’s voice calls out.

“Coming Pip!” Luna calls back walking out the room with her tail showing a cheerful mood.

My host turns back toward the mirror and exhales a sigh. A “P” shaped smudge appeared in the condensation. My host frantically breathes on the mirror revealing words. "Littlepip is watching, PP."

I found myself in the middle of Apartment 600. A note was on the floor.
_

You could imagine my shock when I saw the buck entering into Apartment 105. He was red like I remembered him. But his hair was a steel color with yellow streaks on the sides. Next time I seen him he was dark blue with yellow hair. After that an olive green pony with like blue hair with a blue streak. Buy every form he takes he has the same shaped cutie mark.

I think he takes these forms to judge the reactions of those around him and keep the forms the get the best general reaction. Emotions is what he feeds off of. I’m sure he takes a different form at his job then when here.

Once he settled on a form Prophet confronted me. Even though I knew what he was we struck a friendly relationship. Prophet Bless was always charming. I know it’s a trick of his.

He struck a friendship with the mares on the fourth floor. They introduced him to the orange mare on the fifth. Now the orange and yellow mare in the first floor is looking at him all flirty. Prophet Bless suggested that I’d invite them to a party.
_

I made my way back to Apartment 120. I took the manikin heads and started painting them.

The first one I finished was the manikin for Apartment 408. Light Blue makeup rubbed on the face for the fur color and a white wig for the mane.

When I finished a pin shaped key pops out the bottom. It fits in a hole in the dresser top making a loud click.

I painted the others. All revealed their keys but the head for Apartment 105. I thought back to all the information I gathered and came to one conclusion. The head was black.

The dresser clicks open. Inside the drawer was a paper “W” and a not that said. “”W” for Writer or Witch”. That was different?

I was of course kind of disappointed at first when I noticed the pin hole for a false bottom. Lifting it up I found another note.
_
I’m writing this thing to clear my thoughts. Last night me and a buck called Prophet Bless, In hind sight I think he raped me.

This buck has a power of persuasion that I only realized that was in play after the act. A form of hypnotism. I’m not even sure if he did anything. Part of me isn’t even sure I should hate him. I do fear him. I think this is where he gets his power. For when you fear you cry out for love.
_

I found myself waking up on the floor of Apartment 105. Prophet Bless looked down at me giving an unsure smile. I found his eyes relaxing giving out love and taking my fears away.

“Are you feeling okay?” Prophet Bless asks me.

I stand up rubbing my for head, “I had the weirdest dream.”

“I’m sorry for doing this to you Littlepip,” Prophet Bless nuzzles me. I was still feeling nervous and uneasy.

“Around here I don’t think dreams are just dreams,” I remarked as I spotted the battle saddle on the floor. “Where did that come from.”

Prophet Bless looks at the machine and gives a nervous laugh. “Honestly I haven’t noticed it until just now.”

“You know what he is Littlepip, Or maybe mommy’s little whore wants his dick again?” Out of the corner of my eye I could see Dr. Pip. I turn to look at her. “You see me?” Dr. Pip gives a curious look, “Perhaps it’s the drugs.”

“You’re the one that encouraged me to have sex with him!” I shouted at the apparition.

“Guilty as charge, I ‘am the little pony in your head but you have more pressing matters. You know the Changeling.” Dr. Pip smirks.

“Littlepip, if you have regrets about what we did, I’m sorry, If you want me to go,” Prophet Bless cries.

“I’ll deal with you later,” I snapped at the phantom mare under my breath.

“Oh Littlepip,” Dr. Pip says mockingly, “Is he really a monster, Did he rape you? If he didn’t he’s under the impression you think he did. Imagine how cruel that is to do to a friend. He is your friend? Or is that a lie? Think Littlepip there’s got to be an easy way to find out.”

“Prophet, it’s okay, I let things get out of hoof,” I replied to the buck as I turned my back to him and walked over to my saddle bag.”

“Thank the Quee-“ Blam! Prophet Bless sighs as a shotgun blast hits him in the shoulder. Green goo splatters the room.

I held a smoking gun with my magic as I walked up to the bleeding pony laying limp on the floor.

“Littlepip, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you, Please don’t kill me,” Prophet Bless cries.

“You’re not a pony!” I shouted.

“I’m not a monster!” Prophet Bless whines with green blood flowing from his mouth.

“Show it to me!” I shouted.

“Kill it now Littlepip,” Dr. Pip whispers into my ear, “It’s a rapist and a monster. But if you’re unsure kiss and make up then.”

“I’m scared, please I loved you,” Prophet Bless begs.

“Show me,” I said through my teeth.

In green magical flame the buck turns into a greenish black insectiod pony.

“Can I turn back now?” Prophet Bless whimpers.

“No!” I snapped, “Changelings can hypnotize ponies, Did you trick me into having sex with you.”

“No!” Prophet Bless shouts.

I bit my lip in anger. “Liar!” I shoot his hind leg.

The creature shrieks in pain,

“Littlepip, Is it a trick if you smell your lover’s musk and become aroused and asked her to take you.” Prophet Bless cries out.

“No, this is different,” I snapped, I was starting to feel mixed up inside.

“Why? Because I’m different?” Prophet Bless answered, “Like the release of pheromones it’s an uncontrollable action. I gave you every chance to say "no". I encouraged you not too. Yet you choosed too.”

“You could of pushed me away, Told me what was going on, shown me what you were,” I told the bleeding monster.

“And why don’t you wear a sign that says “I’m in Heat” next time you go into estrus,” Prophet Bless snaps, “There is a reason why I enjoy my pony form.”

“At least ponies can smell it when someone goes into heat!” I shouted blushing, “You’re just a predator hiding in the shadows!”

Prophet Bless sighs. “If you think what I am is so wrong. What I do is so wrong. Kill me now, Kill all of us like you ponies do.”

“What you mean?” I pulled my gun away and stepped back.

“You’re making a mistake,” Dr. Pip sings.

“When ponies became violent and started using guns who do you think suffered the most?” Prophet Bless asks changing back to the form I first met him in. He made sure to turn his green blood red. “The ponies slaughtered my kind. Those who assimilated survived.”

Tears rolled down my cheeks, “I’m sorry for all this, I just don’t know what to do.”

“Those who fear want love,” Dr. Pip whispers in my ear, “You are afraid of him, But you feel empathy for his plight. That’s what he wants Littlepip. In the deepest depths of fear, love is the strongest.”

“Littlepip, I’ve lived amongst you for years. Many ponies had accepted what I am. Please can’t you be that accepting?” Prophet Bless lift his head. Our eyes catch. A smoothness takes over my body.

“Just because he’s accepted does not make him right!” Dr. Pip shouts in my ear. “Sacrifice his life and make the world a better place!”

“Littlepip, You called me a predator for what I did,” Prophet Bless spoke up, “You are no different, I seen how you looked at mares with those lustful eyes.” He sniffs the air. “It smells like you had more than one conquest tonight. We could have been someth-“

Blam!

The Changeling’s brains slide across the floor. The gun clatters when it drops as I fall to my knees. My lungs lets out a devastating shriek as tears rain from my cheeks. My shrieks start to sound a lot like sirens to my ears.
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FOOT NOTE:
Alternate Ending triggered if Littlepip doesn’t kill Prophet Bless.
_

“We could have been something.”

“Your right,” I dropped the shotgun from my magic.

I walked over to my saddle bag and tossed the bleeding Changeling a couple of healing potions.

“Ack!” My stomach cramps in sharp pain.

“Ah, I was wondering what would happen,” Dr. Pip smirks.

“What’s happening to me!” I cried, my bowels emptying in a loud wet squish sound.

“Meet your new mate,” Dr. Pip points at Prophet Bless who was recovering from his injuries. “You made your choice and live your fate.”

Hard plates snap and crack under my skin. I let out a scream revealing sharp fangs poking out of my gums.

>

A centipede crawls down the alleyway. It’s antae twitch as it moves. A black knotted hoof smashed down on the insect. In aflash the small Changeling grabs the centipede with its mouth. The long bug splits in two as it crunched the thing in it’s jaw.

The end half of the centipede falls to the ground. Another Changeling scoops it up and eats it in two bites.

“You know you make a sexy bug pony Littlepip,” Prophet Bless remarks.

“I see you have no problem being in your natural skin now,” Littlepip flirts.

Prophet Bless nuzzles the female Changeling, “I don’t need to fit in like that no more.”

The two kissed deeply,