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Third Person POV

Isaiah walked back into the steel shelter in bewilderment. His mind replayed the good-byes the Princesses gave him like a broken record in his mind. He wasn't sure how to respond; he was perturbed in fact. Never would he think to see himself in such a situation that we was in.

The kisses that the sisters gave him weren't the only thing on his struggling mind. The confessions the sisters told him rattled his humble little mortal soul. Their words were kind and sweet like honey to him, but still encompassed him in confusion. The human knew that he was unusually close to the Princesses; but he didn't think that he was close enough for the sisters to announce how grateful they towards him. He expected them to have many friends, immortal beings such as themselves should've accumulated many friends over the years. Isaiah found it hard to imagine that the Princesses would be so loved, but yet so... distant from their subjects.

"Are they lonely?" The man asked himself.

Isaiah gave them his sympathy; never would he want to be in their situation.

He knew that he was unique, but they still shouldn't allow them to treat him so... different, should they? Maybe his lack of knowledge of the sisters granted them a more suitable chance to gain a close friend?

"All I ask is for a normal day, is that too much to ask for?" Isaiah questioned himself.

The human plopped his body onto the low hanging hammock. Despite the fun he had with the Princesses, he was still wide awake. Isaiah began to twiddle his thumbs as he began to flow in ideas for what he was going to do for the rest of the night. A checklist slowly formed in his active mind; things to busy himself before he calls it a night.

He walked over to where he had laid the G36C down, and brought it over to the workbench on the left side of the shelter. He placed it down on the bench and retrieved the needed supplies to perform the required maintenance on the carbine. He set the cleaning kit on the left side of the workbench and slid the firearm in the middle.

Isaiah's hands danced across the gun, disassembling it within seconds. He spread each component from each other, making it easier for him to know which part had been cleaned or not. A smile of relief formed on his face when he discovered that all of the parts were non-damaged during the fight. As much has he hated to admit it; one or two damaged parts would make the carbine useless. He lacked the replacement parts that the firearm would desperately need if that situation ever came to be true. Extra care would needed to be initiated to keep the weapon from further harm.

After he had spent ten-minutes cleaning the carbine, he reassembled it and disassembled it; repeating the action twice for his own amusement. He continued until he started to challenge himself by disassembling and reassembling the gun with his eyes closed. Isaiah stopped after the fifth time, the process had become dull to him.

He returned the weapon to it's rightful place in the armory at the back of the shelter.

Once he placed the carbine among the other firearms, he shuffled back to the hammock with boredom in stride. The projector and laptop were turned off, he didn't want to go through the hassle of turning on the devices. Even though everything seemed calm and laid back, Isaiah couldn't but help like he was forgetting something...

"Aww shit, the Playboy!" He yelled, excited with the hope of entertainment.

Isaiah removed his body from the hammock and got onto his knees to search for the magazine. His dreams were quickly crushed when he peered under his hanging bed.

The erotica wasn't there.

The disappointed Human dropped his jaw in confusion. "Where the hell did my magazine go?!"

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Flashback

Isaiah left Princess Celestia alone in the shelter. He didn't want her to abandon her, but he knew that Princess Luna would return shortly from rising the moon.

The goddess of the sun began to walk around the shelter; studying the objects that filled the shelves. All of the items made her think about all of their uses and purposes. The sight of all of the equipment was overwhelming; somethings the mare could recognize were shovels and common tools, others were completely unknown devices to her. Celestia knew that a large percentage of the objects she inspected were years ahead of pony technology. Even if Isaiah would allow her subjects to attempt to reverse engineering the technology; it would be hopeless, his kind was too far ahead.

Celestia sauntered off to the hammock to rest. She carefully rose her body onto the only seat in the human's shelter. Once comfortable, she grasped her saddlebag in her magic and brought it to her side. The mare searched around in the bag and fished out a vine of grapes.

She licked her lips as she picked off a grape and rose it her mouth in magic.

"I have returned from raising the moon-, wheres Isaiah Tia?" Luna asked, startling the white alicorn.

Celestia accidentally dropped a grape, it fell to the plywood floor and rolled underneath the hammock. The elder sister shot her sister a disgruntled look.

"It's impolite to not clean up after your self when you make a mess." The youngest princess hinted.

Celestia huffed. "I wouldn't have dropped the grape if you hadn't entered to abruptly."

"I didn't enter abruptly, it's not my fault that you get scared so easily."

The white alicorn ignored her little sister. She got off her resting place and bent down to look for the grape that had rolled under her resting place. She squinted in the dark while searching, she lit up her horn and illuminated the darkness in light. The only thing she could see was a magazine that was propped up and hidden away. The searching mare could spot an opening in the magazine.

"Maybe it rolled away inside..." She thought.

The mare grunted with frustration when her magic couldn't grasp the foreign object. She pressed her body further underneath the hammock. She was so focused, she didn't realize her tail drifting to a single side.

Her little sister gasped. "Tia, put your tail back where it belongs! How would you feel if Isaiah saw your naughty bits?!"

Celestia giggled. "I'm sure he wouldn't mind... I know I wouldn't"

Luna only shook her head in mild disappointment.

The eldest sister made a smile in triumph when she managed to snake a golden plated hoof around the magazine. When she pulled it in, not only did she find the grape; she exposed something she truly didn't expect.

Both of the sisters gasped in shock when the light illuminated the female human on the cover. The woman wore not only a seductive smile but something else...

"I...Is that lingerie?" Luna stammered in disbelief.

"I believe that is..." Celestia quietly said.

The magazine made it's founder open it in temptation. Celestia used a hoof to flip to the middle.

The sisters once again gasped at the magazine, not only did their cheeks turn a lovely shade of red; but made their large wings stiffened too. They ogled the human in wonderment, curiosity, and awe. The princesses's eyes gawked at the model's tanned body.

"T-this is like a Playmare magazine Tia!" Luna half shouted.

Celestia turned to the next page. Their tails began to swish behind themselves as the peered down at the human model.

"Look at the size of her teats, how does she manage to go throughout the day with those things on her chest?" The eldest alicorn commented.

"They look so soft... I just want to-"

Celestia chuckled to where Luna was going. "Getting interesting thoughts now, are we?"

"Admit it Celestia, you would like to feel them wouldn't you?"

The white mare was going to give her sister an answer, but the unveiling of the centerfold interrupted her.

"OH MY..." The sisters both gasped.

The alicorns both ogled the model, who was laying in the large bed with the higher-most portion of the lingerie removed. The sisters both stared at the erotica in amazement.

"Lulu... are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

Luna stared at her sister. "Taking it?"

Celestia nodded her head up and down with a sly smile on her face.

"I don't see why not..."

Both Princesses started giggling as Celestia closed the Playboy and slid it inside her saddlebag; eager to see more of it's contents in her personal chambers.

"I hope he won't be missing it." The dark blue mare commented.

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Present

"Where the fuck did it go?! That was my favorite one!" Isaiah yelled.

He threw his body down onto the hammock in annoyance. The sudden weight applied onto the hammock made the support beams collapse. Isaiah and the hammock fell to the ground with a thud; leaving a rather annoyed man grumbling to himself.

He let out a long groan. "...Why?"

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The next morning

Isaiah POV

I woke up, still irked from the night before. It wasn't rough; just annoying was all. I had to waste ten minutes fixing up the damn hammock and the supports that held it up.

I stretched my limbs and departed from the bed. I gabbed my canteen and took a long swig of the water inside; wetting my once dry mouth in the liquid. I chugged down the luke warm water, purging my thirst from me. I craned my head from left to right, earning multiple pops and moans in satisfaction.

I yawned loudly while thinking about my schedule for today. The only important thing that I could think of was the awards ceremony; and that was to take place at Canterlot Castle tomorrow. I couldn't decide whether to have nothing to do was a good thing or bad thing. The prospect of having nothing to do was appealing, yet unappealing to me.

"What to do, what to do..." I mumbled to myself as opened the doors of the shelter.

The pleasantly warm spring air graced my face with it's presence. I smiled towards the calm morning breeze.

I wasted the next hour by searching the area around my shelter. I made sure not to stray too far from the only piece of home I have left.

I studied the terrain with sharp eyes. The tree-line appeared to contain vegetation that would attract small game; traps could be used to catch a easy meal.

The thought of food made my stomach feel a little more empty that it should be. I didn't have any food on me; I ate all of what I bought the other day. I figured that before I set off for town, I would set up a snare trap or two. I hadn't eaten meat in awhile and that has be nagging me, squirrel or hare right now doesn't seem so bad.

What I really could wish for is some chicken or steak. Now that sounds amazing. My mind began to wonder off, thinking about meat; fried chicken, steak, hamburgers, bacon, fried catfish, started to float around in my head.

"Once I get something to eat, I'm going hunting." I thought to myself.

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I found myself back at the marketplace. I carried the bag of bits from the day before on my hip. I didn't have anything specific I wanted; just something to eat. The bag on my hip felt naggingly light, I hopefully had enough money to pay for breakfast. If desperation calls; I could always attempt at stealing.

I bit my tongue to restrain my inner thoughts. "Let's not."

The Princesses would be pretty upset if they found out I was stealing from their subjects. I could always ask for some food from them, but I don't like having to rely on them for basic supplies; especially when I might be getting some meat latter on.

"Good morning Isaiah, how's it going?"

I turned around to see Celestia's most prized student; Twilight.

"Hey Twilight, nothing much is happening. What about you?" I asked.

"Oh, I'm just planning on getting some breakfast."

"Same here, I'm not really sure where to get anything good for a plow price. Any ideas where I can get some cheap food?" I questioned.

She brought a hoof to her chin. "I do know some places but... how about you join me?" Twilight asked.

"Great, a chance for some free food." I thought before saying. "Sure, where are we going?"

She began to look at a sign, then to another sign. "There's a small little shop not too far from here. They serve a pleasant breakfast."

"Well Twilight, lead the way."

Elven minutes later...

"How come you think that it's strange that almost all of Equis uses the Imperial system?" The lavender unicorn asked.

"I kinda guessed that y'all used the metric system. Back home before everything when to shit, The United States of America and two other countries used the Imperial system; I just find it odd that it'd be used commonly here." I informed.

How Twilight and were discussing such a thing was a complete mystery. Our breakfast must've gotten pretty bad to the point that we were talking about measurement systems.

Our conversation was stopped when a flash of light appeared in front of Twilight; blinding both of us for a moment. When I opened up my eyes, they were greeted by a floating scroll, suspended in the unicorn's magic.

"Excuse me, it' a message from Princess Celestia." She politely excused.

While Twilight read, I began to entertain myself by playing with the remaining fruit in my bowl. It was rather tame compared to the mare sitting ahead of me; whom bought a sandwich that had daisies between the slices of bread. The meal was nice and all... but it really could've used bacon or some sausage with it.

I looked up from my bowl to see Twilight shooting me glances as she read away on the message, what ever the princess wrote caught her attention immensely. I can only hope that the message isn't anything bad...

"Why didn't you tell me about your ceremony that's happening!?" Twilight yelled, not only gaining my attention, but the other ponies around us. The lavender mare saw the looks she was getting and sheepishly darted her eyes around in embarrassment.

I propped my body up so I was a whispering distance away from her. "Because I don't want it to become a big deal, Twilight. Despite my efforts to cancel the awards, she would only allow to make it private."

She looked at me quizzically. "How come you don't want recognition? What ever you had done, really impressed the Princesses to the point that they are awarding you.

"Do you know what I even did?"

"Well... no, but it must've been impressive." Twilight said before adding. "Right?"

"Why would she be unsure?" I thought to myself.

I was about to give her the real answer but remembered that the Princesses would prefer that I kept the real events uncovered.

"Not too long ago, some royal guards went missing without a trace. I learned about the guards when I paid Princess Luna a visit at the camp outside the Everfree Forest. When I returned to the forest to search for some food, I discovered some Diamond Dogs messing about in the Everfree; one of which was wearing some dented Royal Guard armor. I then followed them back to their den without them noticing me. After I head that the missing guards were captured by the Diamond Dogs and were being held in the cave, I confronted them and convinced them to set the troops free. It wasn't easy, but I got 'em free for the Princesses."

Twilight stared at me in disbelieve. I could only hope she bought my lie...

"I-Is that true?" She stammered.

I shook my head up and down. "If you don't believe me, then ask the Princesses."

She kept quite once I said that, and returned to the scroll.

As Twilight read, her eyebrows would occasionally rise as if something caught her interest. After a full minute of reading, she let the scroll down, grasped her drink in her telekinesis and took a drink. My interest began to wonder off, but regained it by clearing her throat.

"Well Isaiah, it looks like me and you have plans for today. Princess Celestia wants me to help you prepare for the awards ceremony."

I wasn't entirely sure. "Oh?"

"That's what it says. Not only will you be receiving an award, some of the higher officers of the Royal Guard want to meet you, the scientists who were studying would like to ask some questions too." The lavender mare recited.

"Ah great... what do the fucking guards want?" I groaned in my head.

I let out a sight. "Do I have to meet the officers and scientists, receiving the awards is already pushing it."

Twilight let out a small chuckle. "It can't be that bad?"

"Great, you jinxed it." I groaned.

Our conversation was interrupted again by another bright flash of light; another scroll. The unicorn instantly began to read it's contents. A smile formed on her face when she set the scroll down on the wooden table.

"And it seems that the others and I will be joining you! Princess Celestia and Luna are treating us a stay at a new luxury hotel that opened up last week!" She chirped happily.

I groaned inwardly. I honestly didn't want Twilight and her friends to come, with the exception of Applejack; she's the only one I like. Twilight was okay, but isn't exactly my type to hangout with. I didn't know enough about Fluttershy to judge, so I couldn't say anything about her. Rarity would become a nuisance, she's not the type I would like to be around. Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash would make the whole experience worse. Rainbow Dash and I didn't get along very well the last times we met, which we often shot each other glares. Pinkie Pie... well I don't need to explain why.

"Why would I need to prepare?"

Twilight hummed to herself in thought. "When ceremonial awards are given, it's tradition for the owner to converse with the ponies who will be attending."

"And who will be attending?" I asked, annoyed at the prospect of having to meet others.

"I'm not entirely sure to say, most likely the Canterlot Council and because you saved multiple royal guards, high ranking officers would like to meet you too." She said.

"After this, will I be able to finally relax?" I spoke.

Twilight smiled at my unwillingness to go. "You can have all of the resting you want. As long as you go."

I leaned my body back to relax. "Well, where do wanna start for the 'preparation'?"

"Do you have any nice clothing?" She asked.

I don't have any nice clothing like a suit or a tux. The closest thing I had to nice was the clothing I wore on the night I had dinner at the castle. But in it's defense, it looked good and wasn't over the top. Nice and simple, yet impressive in my opinion.

"Sorta. I'm assuming I have to dress formal?"

She nodded her head. "Yes, you will have to dress formal. It is a formal event after all. Do you have a tuxedo, a suit, anything thats proper?"

Damn, I didn't want to hear that. "No, the nicest clothes I have wouldn't be considered decent." I admitted.

As soon as my confession left my mouth, Twilight's eyes sparkled with an idea. "You're in luck Isaiah. Remember Rarity?" I nodded my head to confirm. "Well, she just happens to own a boutique that's not too far from here. I'm sure that she's more that willing to create you some formal clothing for the ceremony."

I groaned at the thought of having to go to a woman's clothing store... if that's what a boutique is. Either way, I'm not too thrilled about having to go. As much as I hate to admit it, I do need the clothes.

"Well Twilight, let's get going. I wanna get this over with as soon as possible."

"But we haven't paid for our breakfast-"

"Dine and dash, come on and let's go." I quietly spoke.

She let a gasp escape her lips. "We can't do that Isaiah, that's stealing!"

I began to chuckle. "I know, that's the thrill."

Twilight rolled her eyes. "I will not risk doing such a thing. I don't want to get banned from my favorite restaurant."

I rose my hands up in submission. "Fine, have it your way..."

After an irritably long wait for the payment, I thanked the lavender mare as she paid for our meal; I was grateful that I didn't have to spend any money.

Twilight led through Ponyville with haste, I didn't know why she was in such a hurry. I was aware that we were on a schedule; but damn, it was like she was on a fucking mission at the pace we were going. She eventually stopped in front of a hideous building that replicated a damn carousel. Just looking at the shop made me want to gag.

"This better not be Rar-"

"And here we are, the Carousel Boutique; Rarity's shop." Twilight exclaimed, interrupting my thoughts in the process.

"Damn it..." I mused in my inner thoughts. "Let's get this over with."

Celestia's pupil and I walked up to the door, Twilight lifted up her hoof and knocked on the wooden door.

There was a brief moment of silence before Rarity's voice sounded throughout the building. "We're open!"

I grasped the door handle and opened the door, allowing Twilight to pass though first before I entered. As soon as I entered, I immediately regretted coming here. Now, I'm not expert on clothing design; but damn, some of the clothing is terrible. If the stuff that Rarity made passed as fashion, I'm fucked. The dressed that were presented through out the room were rather hard on the eyes and seemed like they were designed as Halloween costumes.

I leaned over to Twilight to voice my displeasure. "Hey Twi, do you mind if we go somewhere else for clothing? No offense to Rarity, but some of her clothing looks like shit."

Twilight looked at me as if I kicked a puppy. "How could you say such a thing?!"

"What thing?" Rarity broke in.

Before Twilight could do anything, I spoke up. "Nothing to worry about."

Our moment of uneasiness was ceased when the lavender mare cleared her throat. "We have some good news Rarity! Isaiah is going to be receiving an award tomorrow for his heroic actions during a crisis between a pack of Diamond Dogs and Royal Guards. The awards ceremony will be held at the Canterlot Castle, and he will be needed to dress formally for the event."

"That's wonderful news!" The white unicorn chimed. "It's not everyday that the Princesses give an award of such a high honor, you will be famous!"

"That's the last thing I want..." I thought.

She let out a over excited gasp. "So now I can finally design a suit for you to wear!" Rarity dashed towards the back of the building, most likely to gather measuring supplies. "Everypony will want to know who made you attire! You'll be the talk of the century!"

"Yeah, because the suit I'm wearing will be so bad..." I murmured to myself.

"I heard that." Twilight quietly said.

I pressed my pointer finger on my lips and shushed her. Earning an annoyed glare from her, making me chuckle a little.

The designer returned to us with a multitude of floating objects encompassed in her blue magical aura. She set some of the things on a desk, but continued to hold a measuring tape in her grasp. Despite un-wanting to comply, I spread my limbs far enough so she could take my measurements. I could feel the tool snaking across by body as it tightened and loosened around my arms and legs. As the tape danced on my body, Rarity was taking notes; most likely writing down my measurements.

Once she had finished with the measurements, she scanned her notes with her deep blue eyes. The pencil she had would occasionally jot down something as she read the scroll.

"Well..." She began. "your suit hopefully shouldn't take long. I've been having ideas ever sense I laid my eyes on you."

"That doesn't sound creepy."

"Therefor, the only time consuming part will be sewing it all together." She glanced up from her notes. "Do you have any special requests?"

I glanced over to her dresses. "As long as they're not like your other... creations."

"Will that be all?" Twilight asked.

"I think it is. Your suit will be ready at the end of the day; most likely around tonight at 7:00." Rarity informed.

I let out a low whistle. "Damn, that's fast."

She developed a proud look on her face. "Once you've been in the business as long as I have, you'll work faster as time progresses."

Twilight started to head for the door, I took that as the sign that we were beginning to leave. "Before Isaiah and I leave, I need to tell you that you and the rest of the elements will be coming to Canterlot too. The Princesses are treating us a stay at the luxury hotel that recently opened up. So can you please be ready by then?"

There was a brief moment of silence, I turned around to see what the deal was, only to discover a static white mare.

"Uh Twi, I think you broke her?" I spoke.

Twilight ignored my question. "Come Isaiah, let's get going."

I glanced back at Rarity for a final time before Twilight and I left. When we were about ten feet or so away from the building, we heard a girly shriek from within. I gave the mare leading me a cocked eyebrow.

"That's Rarity for you..." She announced.

I rolled my eyes at her statement, even if it was true.

"What's next? Getting some formal clothing was the only thing I could think of."

She turned her head to me as we continued into center of Ponyville. "Would you like to accompany me? All I need to do is inform the girls of their invitation to Canterlot."

I huffed. "Why can't the Princesses do that messaging thing to them? That'll save you some time."

"Because their has to be a certain spell casted on both messages. If one pony lacks the spell, they'll be unable to receive or send a message." Twilight answered.

"Whatever. I guess I'll go with you..."

She gave me a beaming smile. "Thanks!"

Twilight and I walked trough the town at a unneeded fast pace. When we came to a small market place, she advised that we should take a shortcut through. I only gave her a shrug of my shoulders as an answer; I didn't care.

As we passed, I noticed a small mass of mares gathering around a large wooded stand with an almost equally large banner hung high above it. The banner had some illegible words painted on it in large print, surrounding the works depicted some wavy lines; as if to describe that something was radiating heat.

"Hey Twilight, what's that stand over there selling?" I asked the powerful unicorn while pointing at the stall.

She turned to see what I was looking at and blushed. "I-It's a stand that's selling a special kind of elixir that supposedly helps dull the effects of the estrus cycle."

I don't know why, but I found it kinda funny. "Does it work?"

Somehow, Twilight's blush intensified when she heard my question." S-sometimes..."

Some dumb part of me wanted to laugh, but I ignored it and pressed on; I was enjoying unicorns awkwardness. "Sometimes?"

"Y-Yeah, it depends on the mare who consumes it." Twilight quietly informed.

"Damn, sucks to suck." I snickered.

The elixir stand disappeared into the distance as we carried on our schedule. When I looked down at Twilight, I could tell like she wanted to ask something, but couldn't get it out.

"Something on you mind Twi?"

The lavender mare focused on me. "Actually yes, but it's more of a scientific question of curiosity."

"Well, shoot. Ask away." I pressed.

Twilight's eyes averted away from mine, but struggled to regain eye contact. "I was wondering if human females go through a 'heat' like state, is that true?"

The immature part of me found her question rather humorous. "Pff, no. We evolved away from that millions of years ago. We don't need such a primal instinct to tell us when to fuck during a specific season."

"Fuck?" She asked, unaware of the small chuckle I emitted.

"It's basically profanity that's used to express distaste or anger towards someone. There's plenty of ways to use the word, but the away I used it was to refer to sex. I think it's the equivalent of buck in pony standards." I answered.

Twilight made a small 'o' with her mouth at the sudden realization of the word she used. "Pardon my language then... I wasn't aware of what it meant."

I let out some laughter. "It's alright, their nothing fucking wrong with using a little bit of profanity."

"But it's impolite." She shot back.

I rose my hands in the air. "Well fuck me! I'm shit out'a luck if those words are frowned upon here!" I yelled, gaining some odd looks from the ponies around us.

I peered down at Twilight to see her hanging her head down in embarrassment, I took that as my cue to stop.

As time progressed, we found our selves in front on a house that seemed to be a giant gingerbread house. I gave it a look of distaste as Twilight prodded my sides.

"Come on Isaiah. Once we give Pinkie Pie her invitation, we can carry onto Rainbow Dash, then to Fluttershy, and finally to Applejack."

I stopped in my tracks. "Like hell I'm going in there with Pinkie being in there. Go ahead and go Twilight, I'll wait out here."

"How can you dislike Pinkie Pie to the point that you refuse to be in the same building with her?" Twilight asked, somehow oblivious to the answer.

I leaned down next to Twilight's ear. "The mare is fucking crazy. There's something odd about that mare and my instincts are telling me to stay away from her."

"What'cha talking about..."

I almost yelled when I pulled away from Twilight to see a mass of pink grinning at me.

"GOD, FUCK! What the hell is wrong with you?!" I bellowed at the pink earth-mare.

"Ohhhhh, nothing... I just saw some of my bestiest of friends whispering to each other in front of my house!"

"Fucking christ, I'm getting out'a here!" I screamed in my head.

Before I could say that I was leaving Pinkie spoke before I could. "Ohohohoh, I have some AMAZING cupcakes that I just made! They. Are. DELICIOUS!"

I shot Twilight a glare that screamed 'I told you'!

"We would love to have a little bit of something sweet to eat, right Isaiah?" The unicorn said, trying to drag me into misery.

Oh hell no!

"I... uh gotta go." I started, before sprinting away.

I could hear Twilight's screams of disappointment as I dashed off into the distance; far way from the pink mare. I looked over my shoulder to see a happily waving Pinkie Pie and a frowning Twilight Sparkle.

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Two hours after abandoning Twilight...

I had found peace within a small patch of trees in Ponyville. I found my resting place when I left Twilight alone to talk to Pinkie Pie; good thing I did, the pink mare just creeps me out.

I've been around some fucked up people... but Pinkie takes the cake.

I stretched my limbs as I laid in the small wooded area. It felt nice to have the sun's setting rays beam down upon my body, the only thing to make it better would be a glass of freshly brewed iced tea.

"Damn, that sounds mighty fine right now..." I mumbled to myself.

My period of relaxation was ceased when I heard Twilight's voice. "There you are Isaiah! Iv'e been looking all around for you, we need to go and return to Rarity's. Aren't you excited to see how your suit turned out?"

"No." I bluntly answered.

The purple mare pretended to ignore me. "Come on, let's go!"

I rose from my resting position. "We're in no rush, it's not like she's gonna refuse to let us in if we're a couple minutes late."

"Sorry, I'm just too anxious to see your suit!" She exclaimed, way to excited to see the clothes.

"I'm not. Her fashion isn't human friendly by my standards." I took a large step over a bush to get out of my little enclosure. "If that's what you ponies are into; then I'm shit out'a luck when it comes to clothing."

Twilight ignored me once again and edged me to follower back to the Rarity's.

If I'm gonna have to continue living here for a long period of time; making my own clothing does seem like a good option. I'm pretty sure that the pony population would flip that fuck out if I strolled into town wearing animal hides.

Twilight and I moseyed our way back to the boutique. I dreaded for what was to come, I really don't want to wear the suit...

The door opened to reveal the tailor known as Rarity.

"My, my, right on time darlings!" She held the door open to allow us through. "I can't wait to hear what you thing about the suit I made for you. I absolutely sure you'll love it!"

"We're both excited." Twilight added, speaking for me without my permission.

The white unicorn lead both of us to large room with a set of curtains surrounding a slightly elevated platform. When twilight and I stood still, Rarity closed the door behind us and dimmed the lights; all but the ones above the platform. The tailor was sure to make quite the reveal for me.

"Isaiah, I present to you..." Rarity started her official announcement " Your suit!"

The drapes surrounding my formal attire dispersed to expose the clothing from behind. The suit before me was... quite the sight, and I don't mean that in a good way. I don't even know to register is as a suit, it was more like a weird set of clothing that a gay eighteenth century aristocrat would wear; the only missing part was the powdered curly wig.

The coat was a deep purple, (almost black) with a odd purple, diamond like pattern stitched into it. The vest consisted of a lighter shade of deep purple with horizontal stripes running up and down. Large buttons were embedded into the center of the vest; adding on to the ridiculous look. The pants (or what I think are pants) were the same shade of deep purple, by the looks of it, they looked rather restrictive. A bow-tie hugged the collar of the outfit; it reminded me of something that a circus clown would wear. Resting upon a hat rack next to the suit was a black tricorne hat with a large fake, white feather sticking out of the left side. I gotta admit, I just might wear the hat to acknowledge Rarity's generosity; as long as the feather was removed.

"So... what do you think?" The seamstress asked.

Time to crush her spirit.

"Rarity, please hear me out when I say this." I began, lowering myself to eye level to her. "This isn't something I would wear, honestly. I appreciate that you took your time out of your busy schedule to help me look my best for the ceremony, but something like this would make me look like a... flamboyantly gay, aristocrat clown; I don't want that."

"B-but this is what's in fashion in Canterlot, everypony is doing it!" She said, with sadness in her voice.

"Yeah, everypony." I hinted.

She understood what I meant. "I'm sorry that my design failed to meet her standards..."

I glanced over to Twilight while Rarity began to remove the clothes from the stand. Twilight looked at me with disappointment; making me somewhat sorry for the fashionista.

"But..." I started so I could catch Rarity's attention. "I will wear the hat; as long as the feather is gone."

The unicorn gave me a half-hearted chuckle as she levitated the now featherless tricorne hat towards me.

"These were the thing back where I was from." Yeah, a couple hundred years ago.

"Really?" Twilight asked, finally speaking up.

I nodded my head. "Yep, farmers and labors wore these around the seventeen-hundreds. I think they were like a 'social status' type of thing, I don't really know for sure."

I placed the hat upon my head, with a few adjustments; it felt surprisingly comfortable. "Not bad... not bad at all."

Rarity looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "Do you really like it, or are you just saying that to make me feel better?"

A little bit of both actually. "It's not that bad. Do you not believe me when I say that?" I asked while spinning the tricorne on my left pointer-finger.

"Those kinds of hats aren't as common as they were years ago, nor were they ever popular." Rarity admitted.

I scoffed. "Does it matter?"

"Well Isaiah, if you honestly like it; keep it."

I gave her a smile. "Thanks. Sorry that I didn't like the suit, it's just not my type of fashion."

She let out a sigh. "It's alright, I should've asked you for any requests or guidelines before I started."

"It's alright. You can't always get what you expect."

It was kinda awkward when Twilight and I left the boutique with just a tricorne hat; at least I had something. Apparently Twilight already had something available for her back at her house.

I was silently dreading the next coming day. I had never thought that the Princesses would give me an award for slaughtering a pack of sentient living beings. But then again, I did save those guards...

Sense I lacked any formal attire, I will be having to resort to the clothes that I wore to the dinner.

"Come to think of it, I might have another nice plaid work-shirt." I thought to myself as Twilight and I were escorted to the front door by Rarity.

"Well, it was a pleasure seeing you two. I wish you both a good-night." The seamstress said her good-bye.

"Later." I mumbled.

Twilight gave her good-bye; which was more friendly and heartfelt than mine.

I saw this a great opportunity to say my good-bye to Twilight too. "Well Twilight, I'm going back to the shelter. I'll be waiting at the little patch of trees that you found me at while I hid away while you talked to Pinkie Pie. I'll be there as the sun is rising, so theres no need for you to go into the forest to get me."

"Okay. But aren't you worried about going back into the Everfree Forest?" The lavender mare asked.

I shrugged my shoulders. "No not really."

"Then I'll be seeing you tomorrow, bright and early in the morning. Good-night Isaiah."

"Same to you Twilight." I said while walking away.

With the low setting sun to my back, I started my way back to my steel shelter; eager with the thought of peaceful slumber.

Author's Notes:

Hey guys, I hope you enjoyed the chapter. This took me longer than I expected, I found myself distracted multiple times this past two weeks.

I BROKE THE 'RARITY"S THE PERFECT DESIGNER' CLICHE! Am I the only one here who thinks that the dresses that Rarity makes are bad? Seriously, the clothes that are shown in the show are pretty... well you know. I'm aware that it's from a children's show, but still.

As always, constructive criticism would be much appreciated.

Now, I know that y'all are wondering about what I was talking about in the start of the chapter. I'll will start occasionally posting polls in the comment section at the end of chapters. In these polls, y'all are able to choose what you want to occur during the next chapter. I would like to say that the events that are optional in the polls will not be anything major. They'll be something like 'should he prank someone or not' type of choices. I don't want the voting to majorly change the outcome of the story; I REALLY don't want that to happen.