[Please read the authors note when finished, it concerns the next three chapter of Lonesome. Thank you.]

Princess Celestia kept his right arm down by wrapping her legs around it, Princess Luna did that same with his left arm. Isaiah couldn’t lift his arms up in the slightest, their body weight suppressed his ability to move them. Whenever he tried to move his amrs, the sisters would tighten their grip as if they were holding on for dear life.

Straddling him, Princess Cadance wrapped her hind-legs around his; preventing him from using his legs in an attempt of prying the sisters off him. Out of the three princesses, Cadance seemed to be the most confident as she pinned his torso down with her forehooves. Being the mare on top of Isaiah, she had the better ability to interact with him unlike her aunties.

Even though Isaiah’s body was completely restricted by the princesses, unlike his limbs, he still had total control of his head. He turned his head and looked at Celestia, then to Luna, and finally to Cadance. All of their faces told of wicked ideas and thoughts; their bodies slightly trembling with need and anticipation.

“Isaiah~” Celestia began. “do you know why we are here?”

The man adjusted his head so he could talk to her. “I’m not sure. At first, it seemed like y’all just really wanted to hangout for a while. But seeing how thing turned out into what it is now; I’m being tormented for fun.”

Princess Luna dug her muzzle into his chest and said, “All that is true, we can’t deny that…”

Isaiah wiggled his fingers, causing the sisters to begin laughing and slightly bucking their hind-legs. He could feel their grip lessen as he continued to tickle their bellies; freedom began to present itself.

Cadance notice what he was going and pressed her forehooves into his gut. The man winced and stopped his tickle assault on the princesses. The princess of love shook her head while tsking to him.

Celestia had to take a couple of breaths before speaking. “You know, we were about to play a fun game but I think you just ruined the moment.”

“Sorry, it’s just normal for something wanting to be free from captivity.” He sighed loudly to his captors.

“Shame, even if he didn’t act like he did, we would have enough time to inform him of our plans for our heat.” Luna stated.

Isaiah slightly paled when he connected the dots.

Cadance found joy in his expression and chuckled.

“Fret not my dearest friend, relax and listen to us explain our situation. I hope you can open your heart like we’re about to, right Tia?” Luna questioned her sister who nodded.

Simultaneously, all three of the princesses lessened their grip on the human and let him move freely. Instead of retreating away from them like he originally planned, he let himself stay in the same position. The mares scooted closer so they could be closer to his face. Their soft coats tickled his skin as they moved.

“Isaiah, do you know what the estrus cycle does to us; specifically to Cadance, Luna, and I?” The eldest alicorn asked the man who now held her and her sister in his arms as Cadance laid comfortably on his chest.

The man nodded. “Yeah I know, and I think y’all know that I don’t have to describe it. Seeing as how I was chased around town and stalked; I know a thing or two in the short time I’ve spent the cycle.”

The alicorns giggled at the human’s expense.

“But y’all are different… “ Isaiah started. “I know for a fact that each one of y’all shares interest in me and desire, yet y’all bare control, respect, tact, and maturity. Ignoring the fiasco that just happened not even three minutes ago, neither one of y’all has made a major advancement or push for settling desire. Why is that?”

Celestia was the first one to reply. “Being alicorns makes us beyond different than the average pony; we bear horns longer than any unicorn, wings more powerful than any pegasus, and physical strength better than any earth pony that has ever lived. Our magic is only rivaled by the most powerful beings of this planet, and as a mare with more than a thousands years of experience, I can assure you they’re rare and mostly gone.”

“My banishment to my moon had strained my mental capabilities, while it may had been traumatizing, I managed to stay sane until my banishment ended and Nightmare Moon repossessed me. Alicorns have greater mental abilities and fewer concerns for illness than any living being to ever live. My time of the moon tested my mental strength and failed to bring me down. It has been said that we alicorns are mentally unbreakable.”

Princess Cadance rose her head from Isaiah’s chest to look to him. “While we alicorns bear unimaginable power associated with divine beings, there are still drawbacks that will never cease to stress us. Our increased life span has left us saddened by the passing of many ponies who experienced their full life expectancy. We must witness tragic events unfold, sometimes knowing that they’ll happen once more in the future with no way of preventing it. While many more things are concerning, our very own subjects hurt us the most…”

Cadance’s last sentence made a connection in Isaiah’s mind. He remembered when both Celestia and Luna detailing how their subjects viewed them; both good and bad. When he had the chance and alone time, he thought long and hard about their words.

“Your very own subjects hurt y’all the most because they don’t see y’all as ponies. They only see you as divine being who are only there to rule; not to play, not to have fun, not to enjoy someponies company, only to rule and do business. Whenever y’all make an appearance or something, they believe that y’all are putting on a mask to seem presentable to the public.”

“I wouldn’t say that all of what you said is true…” Celestia interrupted.

“Maybe so but listen.” He encouraged. “Some even have the gall to attempt to take advantage of y’all. Ponies who believe that they are higher will peruse their dreams of taking your thrones but crash and burn along the way. If I do recall correctly, some pretended to be in love; hoping to bed a princess and brag about it to their friends while trying to gain a title and fame.”

The princess of loved sighed solemnly. “He’s right on the last statement you know. I remember when I was in school, all of the fillies and colts would pretend that they were my friends just so they could be cool and popular. High school and university was the worst, I stopped keeping count of the number of times a pony would try to have sex with me… at least I had Shining Armor get me through that period of time without things escalating into something monstrous.”

The man continued. “I’m not saying that all ponies are bad, I’m just saying that the most notable ones tend to make themselves stand out from the rest of the crowd. The three of y’all have a hard time knowing who to trust with what knowledge. Whenever you seek entertainment, it must always be formal, never like the conversations and hangouts we have with each other.”

While the man was wrong in some areas, the mares knew that he spoke of the actual truth; for a man who's been in their society for such a short period of time, he was very quick to notice how the ponies viewed the princess, both good and upsetting.

Princess Luna scooted up some more so she could be closer to his head. “Sometimes I dream that I’m not a princess. I would just be a plain ol’ earth pony working on the wheat fields south of Canterlot Mountain…”

“I also have those kind of dreams too.” Celestia spoke.

“I’m sorry if what I said was kinda harsh; it bothers me to know that ponies don’t treat you as ponies nor equals.”

The group laying on the hammock stayed silent, all thinking about what had been said. The music that Isaiah played on his stereo was the only source of sound. All of them rested comfortably on the hammock, Isaiah continued to use his leg to rock the hammock back and forth like a swinging cradle.

“Haven’t we forgotten our original motives?” Cadance spoke to her aunties.

“We didn’t know that our conversation would take the sudden turn into what it has turned into.” Luna stated, she lifted her head and looked at her sister who was on the other side of Isaiah’s body. “I believe that our heart to heart reveil went awry.”

“It was needed. Talking about what bothers you is always better than bottling it up; no matter how much it hurts to talk about.” Isaiah affirmed.

Celestia rolled onto her belly. “For the first time, we’ll be having a male accompany us during our heat. Never before have we ever asked for assistance-”

“-But when you came along and started treating us so heavenly… we changed.” Luna finished for her sister. “Celestia and I quake with love when you are with us. Not once has anyone or anypony else captured our hearts like you have.”

“As the princess of love, I can confirm what she said.” Cadance approved.

“Every year when the estrus cycle comes, the three of us are the only ones to accompany each other through such unusual times in everponies lives. While we may have somepony to be with, it tends to be repetitive.”

Isaiah raised his hands to halt her. “So the three of y’all have sex with each other? I know that you and Luna with spend that kind of time with each other, but with Cadance?”

“Hey!” The youngest alicorn whined. “It may be different with other ponies but not with us; we’re special! We are extremely close with each other and love one another due to our alicorn characteristics.”

“Alright alright alright, I’m just asking…”

Princess Luna chuckled. “Being the princess of love, she can perform quite well~”

Princess Cadance slid forward and hovered her lips above his and stared into his eyes. “I know all the right spots~”

Isaiah once again grabbed her and slid her back down to an appropriate distance. As she was moved back, she grumbled to herself while rolling her eyes.

“So… what now?” The man questioned.

“We have a special plan for what will soon come.” Celestia cooed. “Instead of partaking with each other during our estrus cycle, we chose to abstain from sex.”

“How come you’d do that?”

“When your time comes to be with us, our need for you will be greater than it normally will be if we performed with one another. We will be pent up and eager for sex, seeing how well you perform in bed, our time will be something from a dream. ” Luna partially explained.

Isaiah focused on Cadance. “And you?”

The mare he spoke to drew circles onto his stomach with a hoof. “I hope you know of our terms and agreement. I promise that everything will and always be okay if you and I have sex; didn’t Shining Armor say he was alright with you being with me?”

“He did the other night, right before he left.”

“Isaiah, there’s nothing to fret about. Everything will be well, all three of us can promise you that.” Princess Luna chimed to him.

He shrugged his shoulders.

“I think we are steering off topic once more again…” Celestia noted to the others. “Five days ago, the three of us have devised a plan for how you’ll be accompanying us during our cycles. As you may not be aware of, we are currently at the end of our heat.”

Luna sighed. “You have not idea how hard it has been for the past week.”

“Each one of us has made a schedule and a list of what we want during your stay.” Celestia’s niece turned to her. “Tia, you can go first seeing as how you won our little competition.”

“Thank you Cadance.” The alicorn cleared her throat and began. “You’ll be with me on Friday night until Saturday morning. First, we’ll have a small, quick bite to eat before we go and attend a concert that will be playing at six o’clock till seven thirty. Once the concert is over, we will then return to the castle and have a romantic dinner with just the two of us. After that… I think you know what will happen.” Celestia blushed lightly.

Honestly, Isaiah actually liked the sound of her plan. But one thing slightly worried him. “What about the castle staff? I don’t really feel comfortable that they’ll be around us on our date.”

“Don’t worry Isaiah, I went in advance and gave majority of the castle staff a week off. The only ponies there besides Cadance and Luna are the chefs and a small hoof full of maids; I promise they won’t bother us.” She assured him.

He nodded his head when he was told. Isaiah then turned his attention to Princess Luna. “What are your plans?”

“You and I will be with each other on Saturday night until Sunday morning. We will be having a night time picnic under my stars and moon in the castle gardens. While we are there, I would enjoy some storytelling from you. After we are finished, you will then carry me up to my room and tend to my desires.” Princess Luna explained with glee and confidence.

The man brought a hand and scratched his stubbled chin in thought. “Stories huh, what kind are we talking about?”

She paused in thought and spoke, “Stories of your species endeavours in outer space and the mission to the moon. I have been curious even since you spoke to us about it so many weeks ago.”

“Alright, I can do that. How about the stories of my planet’s constellations, I can bring a book about them if you want? Heck, I think I promised to tell you about them a long time ago.”

“I would love to hear them too.” Princess Luna answered with a beaming, joyful smile.

Isaiah the looked towards Princess Cadance. “And for us?”

She waved a hoof to him. “Nothing too extravagant, I can assure you. On Sunday around noon or so, I would enjoy a stroll around Canterlot park and maybe even a small boat ride in Canterlot park’s lake; with you rowing of course. Next, I would like to dine at a restaurant that I have been hearing such great things about. After that’s finished, I desire to have a nice and pleasant conversation at the castle. And once were done talking, then we can go to my old room and have our fun.” Cadance winked to him with a grin.

He shivered. “Okay, sounds like a plan. Need anything else?”

The princess shook her head. “Nope, just you!”

“I’m actually surprised that things are actually turning out this way. I was expecting y’all to just go nuts on me for the whole estrus cycle. And I must thank you for that.”

“There shouldn’t of been any worry.” Luna once more assured Isaiah. “We hope to please as you will please us.”

“Something like this is really interesting in my opinion. Let’s face it, enjoying some quality time with each one of y’all is going to very fun and adventures. The stuff that some of ‘yall picked sounds pretty relaxing too.” Isaiah praised the alicorns.

Princess Celestia shuffled her body closer to his, and pecked the man on his cheek. “I’m glad that you are interested in spending time with during such a strange part of the year.”

The man used his powerful arms and encompassed the princesses in a large bear hug. The mares giggled as he held them tight in his grasp and attempted to return the favor. All of the sudden movement caused the hammock to become once again unstable. Celestia had to strike a hoof out to the floor and Isaiah had to grab a support beam to prevent them from tipping over.

“You kinda have to be a motionless sleeper to rest in these things.” The man told the three with the small tidbit of information. “It sucks when you wake up in the morning on the floor with a bruise.”

“Would you like to own a mattress to sleep upon?” Luna offered to him.

Isaiah shook his head. “Naw, I don’t have any room for one. Plus, I can’t take it out and use it somewhere else. Every so often I would take my hammock out and sleep somewhere for a change of scenery and sense.”

“If you say so…”

For the second time inside the shelter, the group on the hammock went silent. The music continued to play more songs from different bands; each one held their attention. Song after song played as the mares cuddled with the human.

After the sixth song finished, Princess Celestia gasped and rose her head. “My goodness, we forgot about our plans for the rest of the day!”

Luna, who had her eyes closed and head resting on Isaiah’s chest, shot her eyes open in realization. “Don’t we have more time?!

“Isaiah do you know what the the time is?” Celestia asked to know the time.

He craned his head to look over his shoulder towards the digital clock. “It is estimated to be 4:36; give or take a couple minutes. I still haven't adjusted the time to this area, either way it’s relatively close.”

“Tia,” Luna gasped as she climbed over Isaiah and Cadance. “we’re six minutes late, and we’re not even within Canterlot!”

The mare of the sun climbed off the hammock like her sister did. She rushed to the shelters doors and opened them. “I’m so sorry for leaving so abruptly, we thought we had plenty of time to spend with you but we got carried away.”

“I also apologize for our sloppiness in time management!” Luna also apologized to Isaiah.

Isaiah waved a hand at the sisters. “It’s alright, it’s totally understandable. Now y’all should be leaving; I hope everything goes well for the two of you, bye!”

Celestia and Luna quickly said their goodbyes and left for their meeting they were late to; leaving Isaiah and Cadance alone on the hammock.

The princess of love lightly huffed and splayed herself out, stretching her limbs over the unoccupied space.

“Uh Cadance, don’t you have to go somewhere too?” He asked the mare on top of him.

“No actually. When my aunties told me of our visit to you today, I thought that it would take much longer. I ended up clearing up my whole schedule; therefore leaving me to no work today.” She connected her amethyst eyes with Isaiah’s blues. “Would you like me to leave?”

“No!” The man hollered, replying a little too loud. “Er-sorry, no you don’t have leave if you don’t want to. We can just hang here if you’d want…”

“I would like that, as long as I’m not preventing you from doing anything today that you planned.”

Isaiah wrapped his arms around her. “I don’t have any plans for today. Thankfully.”

The song that was currently playing ended, and a new one played and began to sing through the stereo speakers.

The man lightly chuckled when the princess flicked her ears towards the speakers and tilted her head slightly at the song. He could tell that Cadance became enticed by the beat, instruments, and voice.

“What kind of music is this?” She asked while slowly rocking her head side to side like a metronome ticking to the beat.

“This type of music is called reggae. The song that you’re listening to is called One Love by Bob Marley; he was a pretty chill dude during his time from what I’ve heard. Bob made a bunch of peace loving songs that captivated millions.”

Princess Cadance continued to rock her head gently to the music, even singing along with the chorus each time it came. “I like this. He sings such a lovely message while making me feel good and relaxed.”

“He tends to do that.”

As the song was reaching it’s second half, Isaiah had to resist from falling asleep. With his tired body, the feel good music and Cadance’s warm furry body all combined made it difficult to stay wake.

When the song finally ended, the princess whined in protest. Isaiah promptly reached out a hand towards his nightstand and grasped the stereo's remote and switched back to the song. Cadance squeed with delight when the song replayed from the beginning.

Restraining from falling asleep became hard than it was before, so to keep himself awake, Isaiah focused solely on the princess that laid herself on him.

“Hey Cadance,” The mare stopped her gently head swinging and opened her eyes to him. “I’d like to apologize if I seemed like an asshole over the couple of days concerning us. The idea of having sex with someone who is married is a little taboo for me. I know that Shining Armor and you are saying it’s okay, but still…”

The princess of love covered his mouth with a hoof so she could speak. “It’s okay Isaiah.” She sighed. “If you don’t want to, then you don’t have to.”

Isaiah could feel a pain in his heart when she said that. “Woah woah woah! Princess, you’ve gone through all of this trouble and hope knowing that you’d be accompanied for this estrus cycle. It would be extremely selfish of me to leave you alone and push you aside; I’m not that kind of guy. I am actually looking forward to spending more time with you on Sunday, to be honest.”

She laid her head onto his heart. “Thank you, it’s warming to hear you say that. When we are on our mock date, then we can decide whether or not to take things up a notch.”

The song that Cadance enjoyed so much ended; the next song was another Bob Marley song. Instead of asking him to replay the original, she kept quiet and allowed herself to listen to the newer one.

While mid-song, she sighed, “Oh shoot!”

Cadance’s cry stirred him away from the grasps of slumber. “Wha?”

“Princess Celestia and Luna forgot to tell you the information of getting to Canterlot and what you should bring. But don’t worry, I’ll tell you~”

The man listened closely to her instructions and made some mental notes along the way. Apparently, he would need to bring along some grooming products of his long with him and some extra clothing. Aside from everything else, all he needed to bring was the book on constellations for Luna.

“--and be sure to wash yourself thoroughly each day; both in the beginning of the day and the night. Oh and be sure to trim up your stubble, it’s getting out of line just a teenie tiny bit.” The mare advised and finished.

He brought a hand to his face and felt around; she was right, some hairs were a little too long and out of shape in some areas.

“While out on our dates, you need to look extra handsome for the public. Even though the other ponies don’t know that you are on a date with the princess and I, you still need to be very presentable. The ponies and nobles of Canterlot are a finicky bunch, so you need to be on top of your game when out there.”

“Let me guess, when the paparazzi see me with y’all each day, they’re going to go nuts. I’m slightly nervous about that; being popularized to the masses isn’t something that I’m familiar with.”

“Don't worry about it. When it comes to subjects like gossip and the paparazzi, the best course of action is just to ignore them. If you start reacting to something that’s on the lines of controversy or confidential information, that’s when they’ll really try to dig under your skin and spread it.” Cadance said to Isaiah.

The man groaned. “It must suck to be famous.”

“It must suck to be unknown.” She countered.

“...That’s debatable.” The course of the next song caused him to stop, listen, and think. “Do you think that everyone will believe that we’re going on dates? Do you think they’ll believe that the four of us are in a harem? Do they know that the three of you are in heat?” The man barraged her with questions.

She paused so she could think of an answer to all of his questions. “To answer your first question; I don’t know. Our ponies are an odd bunch, they tend to blow things out of proportion. Also, all of Equestria is in an illusion that Celestia and Luna are ‘undatable’ because of their position, power, and supposed immortality; it’s really sad when you think about it.”

Isaiah felt a kick in his heart, even though it wasn’t the first time he heard it, it still hurt.

“And for the harem question; probably not. Rumors and gossip stretched across Equestria and Equis about the princesses having no desire for sharing a partner let alone having one. This answers to the first question also ties back to this one.”

“Do they know that you three are in heat?” He asked her once again to remind her.

Cadance shook her head. “Not at all. Celestia, Luna, and I have masked our heat so well over the centuries, we have created the illusion that we are resistance to the estrus cycle. Little do they know, we are active with each other.”

“Hold on a sec,” The man interrupted the mare. “what about Shining Armor and you?”

“Shining Armor and I do have our fun, but he’s not as… talented as Celestia and Luna are. Plus, Shiny tends to be a clutz in bed; always falling over, thrusting awkwardly, me having to lower myself so he can somewhat mount properly and he isn’t exactly gifted with his--”

“Stop!” Isaiah boomed the command. “That was too much information Cadance, I just wanted to know if you toss him aside while you’re with Luna and Celestia!”

Princess Cadance brought a hoof to her lips and guiltily giggled. “Oops, I’m sorry. I really dropped the ball on that one didn’t I?”

“Can we forget what just happened? I would feel better not remembering how your husband performs…”

“Okie dokie!” The mare exclaimed, reminding the man of how Pinkie Pie would say.

The conversation then turned down into silence. The music of reggae, all Bob Marley, played through the speakers calmly; the harmony of the song pulled him closer to slumber. Isaiah could barely keep his eyes open.

A nap was in order.

“Hey Cadance, mind if I take a nap for a while? All of the running and moving around has made me exhausted. You can stay and listen to the music as long as you want…”

“You can take your nap,” She leaned in above his face. “as long as I can join you.”

He rose an eyebrow at her. “You’re tired too?”

“Isaiah, I didn’t just pushed aside all of my work that was supposed to be done today. I had to slave away behind a desk doing paperwork for three hours last night just so I could spend time with you can my aunties.”

The man felt a pang of guilt. “Really? Dang, thanks I guess…”

“I hope you don’t mind if I stay on top of you to sleep, you’re too comfortable to choose a different spot.”

“So I’m you’re mattress now?” He joked.

Isaiah gently leaned forward, grabbed the bottom of his shirt that he was wearing and pulled up to remove them.

Cadance, who had to scoot back so he could remove his shirt, looked at him confusingly. “Why are you removing your shirt?”

“I normally sleep without it; it’s not as hot or restricting with them off when the weather is hot like it is now.” He explained himself.

When the man tossed his short aside to the floor, the mare on him stopped the questioned that she was about to ask and stared at his exposed chest with a lightly growing blush.

“Umm… wow… okay then, I think I like this…” She purred as she slid herself back onto his chest; feeling his exposed skin of his chest for the first time. The mare rested her head onto the area near his heart like she did so many times before.

Isaiah couldn’t resist the smile that grew bigger and bigger.

“Celestia and Luna were not lying when they said that your body was interesting and captivating…” She mumbled aloud to him.

He brought his left hand up and rested it on her body; not bothering to say anything.

In a short matter of time, The Sandman won the battle and brought Isaiah into slumber. While Candace may had been tried from working so hard, her sexual urges were hard to ignore, especially with the exposed man she laid on. But over time, The Sandman managed to win once more and claim another victim.

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Isaiah awoke from his mid afternoon nap inside his shelter, his chest bare of Princess Cadance who had decided to fall asleep with him; on him rather next to him. The warmth she provided with her small and furry body had dissipated whenever she left him alone without a sign of her departure. He assumed that the princess didn’t want to wake him just so she could leave with his knowing; he’d learn anyway when he would wake from his nap.

The man leaned forward to stretch his limbs out. When he did, he felt the strange feeling of something wet slowly trailing down his bare chest. Isaiah brought a finger into it and rubbed it in a circular motion with his pointed and thumb.

“...She drooled on me.” Isaiah mused to himself as he wiped his fingers onto his pants.

He reached down to the plywood floor and received his shirt he discarded before he fell asleep, and cleaned himself of the mare’s saliva. When the mess was taken care of, he tossed the shirt back onto the floor. The man took note of the need for clean clothing.

His stereo still played music, a different genre than it was before he went off to sleep; with a press of a button the music died.

Several pops sounded from his back when Isaiah reached down to the bag of food Princess Celestia brought for him and pulled out a apple. As much as he loved apples, the common food was starting to become a little drab to him, he ate it anyway. There were multiple other fruits inside the bag, more than enough to fed Queen Chrysalis during his visit with her.

Remembering the time spent with the princess of love and the nap, Isaiah glanced over to the digital clock and read the time; three after seven, more than enough time with the changeling queen for a probable lesson.

A loud groan filled the shelter when the man stood onto his two aching legs, the muscles burned slightly. All of the running proved to be a warning from the lack of exercise. He ignored his legs and focused on fitting his machete and the bag with the notebooks, foalbooks, and writing utensils.

Isaiah knew the path to Queen Chrysalis’s cave well enough without any trouble. If he recalled correctly, the journey there was merrily more than a quarter of a mile. In the back of his mind he debated whether or not to construct a better trail to her cave. Doing so would make the trip easier and possibly safer, but on the other side it could compromise the changeling queen and his association with her too.

He found himself stuck between a rock and a hardplace; the princesses of Equestria and the Changeling Queen of the Equestrian Chapter. Picking sides, especially between the princesses and the queen of the changelings came painful to think of. Isaiah promised himself he’d find a way.

After putting on a new shirt, Isaiah grabbed the bag of food, the other bag with his schooling stuff, and his machete and left for the changeling queen.

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“So you came back to me again, but with things of question in your possession. Tell me, is it a gift or a message?” Queen Chrysalis spoke as Isaiah settled himself down onto the caverns cold stone floor.

The man smiled. “It depends. The food I brought you can be taken as both a gift and a message, either way it shows that I still care for you.”

Isaiah grasped the bag of food and presented it to the changeling queen, who he could see in the green light that her health was slowly but surely recovering. She plucked the bag out of his hands with her magic and placed it down in front of her. When the bag settled, it tipped over and some of it’s contents rolled out; apples and oranges trying to escape from their fanged doom.

While gathering the mess, she asked the man, “This bag of food is not the only thing you’ve brought, could you enlighten me of the other?”

“It’s full of schooling supplies, all associated towards teaching equish, specifically writing and reading. While I can speak the language, I just can’t write it or read it; there may be a time when I really need to know and when that time comes, I’d like to know how to write and read.”

“And your purpose for bringing them here?” She questioned.

“I was hoping that you could help me learn. I figured that you’d throw me a bone just this once, seeing as I have helped you…” Isaiah trailed until the changeling queen nodded her head.

“I fail to see any reason why I shouldn’t assist you in your quest for knowledge. You have done many unforgettable deeds for me and my changelings; denying your request would be traitorous and disloyal.”

A smile formed on Isaiah. “Really?”

“Isaiah, if you think I jest at such a subject, then you are mistaken. We changelings value education just as much as ponies. Unlike ponies who wait for their foals to grow until a specific age, changeling nymphs begin their lessons as soon as they connect to the hive mind, which is comparable to a foal just speaking their first words.”

“So changelings start their chil-nymphs off early so they could be quickly integrated into the colony as a knowledgeable addition.” Isaiah understood what the queen was leading up to.

Again, she nodded. “Exactly. But you must understand something about changelings and our education. As we may start them off early that’s beneficial to their colony, only majors and minors can continue on past basic education; drones can’t progress because they lack the ability to do so.”

“That sucks.”

“As it does.” She agreed. “But may I ask a question that dwells onto your education?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t see why not, but I gotta say, don’t expect anything too extravagant.”

Queen Chrysalis pulled some of the foalsbooks out of the bag to prod through while asking and listening to his reply. “Tell me, what is your education? Anything that stands out from the others that will interest me?”

“Like I said before, don’t expect anything too extravagant.” Isaiah momentarily paused to think of a right way to explain himself. “I ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed, but I can assure you that I’m far from the dull ones. I see myself right at the level of above average; nothing more, nothing less. Anyway, back home we didn’t have the level of luxury the ponies here have it for education-”

“Because your planet is in turmoil.” The queen injected, showing Isaiah that see was listening to him all those little times he spoke of his home.

“Yup. I won’t waste our time and pinpoint exact details. After a certain amount of time in school, there is a possibility of either staying to further education or leaving for other pursuits in live. I, seeing as how my dad died and left our family in a troublesome position, had to leave and help support my family and ranch so they could live a little easier.”

“Shame.” Chrysalis said, Isaiah nodded and continued on.

“I think the basics are doing just fine in my opinion. No need for learning unneeded things like odd science shit and math that doesn’t seem to fill any reason; how the fuck could memorizing the quadratic formula help me in any goddamn given situation I could find myself on Earth? All I needed from math was the basics, measure conversion and fractions.” Isaiah informed the queen, unashamed of admitting his lack of knowledge.

Queen Chrysalis had to hide a frown of disappointment. “Did you ever think about returning to school?”

He leaned back and rested against the wall of the cavern. “Naw, even if I wanted to, they wouldn’t allow me to. First of all, I’m too old. Anyone below the age of sixteen can’t enroll in Dustin’s schools and are left to figure it out for themselves. And second, I was kinda of a troublemaker… always starting fights n’ shit.”

“Imbecile.” The queen thought to herself before speaking aloud. “How about we tend to this subject later and focus on learning equish.”

“Alrighty then, lead the way Queen Chrysalis.”

The changeling queen began by bringing out all of the items inside the bag and presenting it onto the stone floor between her and Isaiah. She pulled out the alphabet books and stacked them neatly to her side with the papers to her other.

“I would like to ask you a question; can you speak another language besides english/equish? If so, how well are you?” She asked her first line of questions.

The man proudly smiled and began. “Creo que soy bastante bueno en español. Habrá momentos en que tendré algún problema en el medio de una frase, pero después de un rápido cambio de palabras, la frase sale bastante decente para obtener el punto.”

Chrysalis simply raised an eyebrow at him, not understanding a single word he spoke.

“I pretty much just said, ‘I think I'm pretty good at spanish. There will be times when I'll have some trouble in the middle of a sentence, but after a quick change of words, the sentence comes out decent enough to get the point across’. My closest friend helped me learn spanish so I could communicate with some of the spanish only speaking people in our area.” He translated and told her of his reason.

“Being multilingual will help you learn equish; so they say.”

“That’s good to hear I guess.” He commented before the queen asked her next question.

“First question regarding your knowledge of equish; how many letters are there in the quish alphabet?”

Isaiah thought of guessing but knew the chances were slim. “I have know clue.”

The queen levitated a foalsbook in her magic and quickly flipped through the pages to begin her lesson. “In the quish language, there are thirtyeight letters--”

(Several hours later…)

Queen Chrysalis masked her yawn with her holed hoof masking her open mouth. When the sign of her tiredness finished, a proud smile presented itself as Isaiah continued to read.

“The do...dog fo….followed the filly all...all the wa...way to m...ma...ma-”

“Manehattan.” The queen finished for him.

“-Manehattan… until… gold...en bell fo...found her. The end.” Isaiah immediately let out a sigh of relief when he finished the foalsbook.

Chrysalis, who sat next to him to follow his reading and assist him whenever he would have trouble, lifted the colorful book out of his hands and set it down with the other book he finished half an hour ago.

She was pleased, immensely, with his ability to catch on so quickly. Isaiah had the fortunate luck of equish having the same properties that english had aside from a few extra letters that would stumble him once in a while. Every other sentence, the man would have trouble reading and pronouncing a word, but with a gentle push of guidance from her, Isaiah would figure it out. Chrysalis knew that more time and practice would be in order if he wanted to read fluently and tackle more complex words; either way, she was proud of him for making so much progress in such little time.

Isaiah allowed himself to fall onto his back and lay on one of the blankets he provided for the changeling queen. Some of the papers he wrote and practiced on were scattered around him and the queen, each having attempts of written equish on them from Isaiah.

“I think that our lesson should end for today… or should I say night?”

The man who rubbed his eyes said, “I have no clue…”

Queen Chrysalis turned towards one of the drones resting in a far corner of the cavern. The queen’s horn developed a translucent green hue as she connected to the hivemind.

“Rise my changeling.” Chrysalis spoke to the changeling without actually saying words; speaking telepathically with the now awake drone. “I have a command for you. Go out of our cave and come back with the estimated time.”

Without a sign of hesitation, the drone quickly rose to it’s hooves and left.

Normally magic would’ve answered such a question but thanks to all of the energy she and her changelings spent in the past couple of days left her conscience of her usage.

“Hey Queen Chrysalis, can I ask you a sorta personal question?”

She looked away from the leaving changeling and turned to him. “The question depends. What is it that you wish to know?”

The man began to hold his hands together, as if you was nervous to ask. “I was wondering why you didn’t return to your colony or whatever you call home when you were blasted away from Canterlot? I know you said that majority of your changelings landed and died here, but after so long; why stay here?”

Chrysalis stared at him while deep in thought; thinking about everything that happened to her, her changelings, and her race. The queen couldn’t find the strength of why she wouldn’t return, she wasn’t ready to tell him, she had to lie. “When my changelings and I left for the invasion, there was an infection spreading throughout our hive at rapid speeds. Knowing how it spreads and the lack of control, it most likely infected majority of the changelings that were left to tend to the hive. If I even decided to return, the risk of becoming infected would be overwhelming.”

“What kind of infection was it?” Isaiah asked another question.

“An STI, or commonly known as an STD. I couldn’t recall exactly what was threatening us at the time…”

The man recoiled. “What kind of fucking STD causes that kind of shit?!”

“I often ask myself that same question. One of the most unpreferred traits of changelings is how easy it is for a disease or infection to spread amongst us. When a pony is infected with a STD or STI, the health does not decline much. When a changeling is infected with a STD or STI, it is seriously harmful and often ends in death to many others. A single infected changeling can cause chaos inside the hive if not dealt with accordingly…”

“I hope something like that doesn’t happen to me…” Isaiah mumbled while peering down at his crotch.

The queen noticed him staring. “Active?”

“What?” He didn’t understand what she was inferring to.

“Are you sexually active?” She repeated without a hint of shame or change in her voice.

He shrugged his shoulders. “As I’ll ever be… I don’t have anything, if that’s what your leading up to.”

“Good.”

“Why would you ask that type of question, a little odd isn’t it?”

“It may be, but I would feel better knowing that you’re not carrying anything that could cause me any harm. Seeing as how you’re so… active with the princesses.”

Isaiah jaw dropped like a ton of bricks.

“I know how they… entertain each other for the past couple years.” The queen inwardly laughed when the man tried to regain and keep his composure, failing to do so. “When I was disguised as Princess Mi Amore Cadenza, I was bombarded with many advancements from the princesses; I was so shocked, I almost lost control of my disguises on multiple occasions. Learning of such actions between the princesses is something that I’ll never forget.”

Being the man who he is, he just had to ask. “...Did y’all do it?”

Like a bolt of lightning, Queen Chrysalis struck his face with a holed hoof; causing a loud slap to echo off the caverns walls as she deathly glared at him. “How dare you suggest that I copulated with such incestuous harlots known as Princess Celestia and Princess Luna?! I, being the queen of The Equestrian Changeling Chapter, would never break my vow of chastity to those vile Equestrian princesses!”

Isaiah caressed his assaulted face while wincing as her thunderous roar bounced of the walls and into his ears. “Shit, I’m sorry!”

Queen Chrysalis was about to strike him again, but stopped; realizing she was going to hurt her one and only friend once more.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t of said that…” He groaned his apology.

“You’re right, you shouldn’t of said that.” Still angry, Chrysalis spat on his face, then instantly regretted her action but didn’t bother apologizing.

The man rose his left shoulder and wiped her spit off his cheek onto it. “I deserved that…”

The changeling queen didn’t show any remorse, she simply watched the man clean himself free of her saliva.

When he finished wiping the spit away, Isaiah began to grab his work and books back into the bag.

“I think it’s best if I leave now… Thanks for helping me out and dealing with me.”

She didn’t say anything as he finished packing his things. When he started to make his way towards the caverns exit she called his name. “Isaiah, halt.”

The man stopped in his tracks and looked at her over his right shoulder.

“Fully face me.” She ordered.

The man did as he was told to and fully faced her.

“I know what the princesses are doing with you in the next couple of days.” Queen Chrysalis began, her voice sounding betrayed. “I left this cave in search of both you and your shelter so we could enjoy your company and relax. After an hour, I had managed to find you; sadly with the princesses…”

Queen Chrysalis stopped and dropped her head in shame when she tried to expel the rest of her story. Isaiah walked back to her and crouched down so he could me eye to eye with her.

“Instead of retreating away, I stayed and eavesdropped on the conversation. While I can’t prevent you from going and fulfilling yours and their desires, all I can do now is wait until you return with happiness from others.”

Without having a chance to resist, Chrysalis was quickly enveloped in a hug. “Hey now, everything is going to fine.” He released her and cupped her chin in his hand. “If you want, I can visit you everyday until I have to leave?”

“When will that be?” She asked, wanting to know when he’d leave her for others.

“Friday, which is in four days; plenty of time to stay and hangout with you!” He offered to the queen.

“Are you sure?” He nodded his head at her question. “I-I’d like that.”

Isaiah rose to his full height, towing over her sitting form. “I was hoping to hear that. I’ll see you tomorrow morning then?”

She nodded as her wings buzzed. “Yes, tomorrow morning will do.”

He gave her a charismatic smile. “I will be here, I promise.”

Queen Chrysalis returned the smile and retreated back to the pile of blankets given to her by Isaiah that she called a bed. She then laid herself onto the blankets and nodded to the human who waited by the caverns only exit, giving him permission to leave.

Isaiah gave her a friendly wave of his hand as he left her alone in the cavern bathed in a green glow coming from the torches.

“Goodbye… my only friend.” Queen Chrysalis whispered quietly.

Author's Notes:

I'm so tired... but hey, 500 likes!

Here's chapter twenty-nine for y'all, I hope everyone likes it even though things turned out differently than expected.

Judging by the poll from the last chapter; the next three chapters will be uploaded one day after another. I was kinda surprised by the turn out, I was expecting majority of the vote favoring all three in one day, meh.

Of those chapters...

I need to make it clear that they will not come out for sometime, I can't say how long but I can assure y'all that it won't come out for a couple of weeks. Instead of making a chapter then uploading and instantly starting another one, I'll be making one until I finish then start on the next one. Once finished with all three, then I'll begin uploading them one day after another so everything is consistent.

I'll be sure to include this message in the beginning of the chapters...
"While this chapter does contain and leads up to clop, it still contributes to the overall storyline and should not be ignored. I know that not all of y'all like clop but please bear in mind that you don't have to read the clop; it's skippable! Anyway, I hope y'all enjoy!"

Isn't that nice?

I hope that the music of choice was all right with y'all. Knowing the overall mood, I'd figure that a princess of 'love' would enjoy a song like that; I know I do.

That's all I have to say. Feel free to leave a comment guys, I love hearing from y'all!