I set a bookmark in the story and looked to my mother. “Sorry, forgot. I have to go put my laundry in the dryer.,” I told her as I set the book aside. We had been reading for the better part of two hours and I had forgotten about my laundry.

I stood up and proceeded to the door, grabbing my boots on the way out. “Don't be long,” she called out and I gave her a nod. I hopped into the driver seat of Cadence, starting her up and not bothering to talk dirty. Maybe later...

I cruised through town at a gentle pace. It was getting on in the day but the afternoon was still young. Cruising my way to the laundromat, I made the trip longer than it would regularly be.

As I finally reached the building, I parked Cadence but left her running as always. I wouldn't be that long. I stepped inside and noticed how hot it was in here. The closed space coupled with the big windows really amplified the sun's heat.

I felt a little light headed but nothing severe. I went over to my washing machine and grabbed the wet clothing then made quick work stuffing it in a dryer. I didn't have any fabric softeners so my clothes would be clung together with static when they came out. The warmth was so nice and relaxing... I just wanted to sit down for a moment.

I let out a sigh and pulled up a chair near the front window. I took a seat, taking note to make my rest quick since Cadence was still running. I looked out the window and watched the small town as it bustled along in its own way. The sun rays beat through the window and made me drowsy. Warmth against my skin prickled up the hair on my arm, as if flowers directing themselves towards the sunlight. I leaned my head back a bit, my body wobbling a bit from side to side.

My eyes flickered from time to time, and every so often my head would dip and I'd start to drowse off, but the ticking from the dryer would jolt me awake with a startle. I let out a long sigh and continued to watch the town. I had told Twi I'd be back soon but... my eyes slowly began to shut. The light started to fade in my vision as my head dipped downwards.

'Maybe... I'll just... only for a second...'

I jolted awake, the sunny skies now dark, gloomy and giving off an eerie feel. The clouds were dark gray and let no sunlight through. I shook my head but as I went to stand up, I took notice of something that made my heart sink.

The town... it... it was just... rubble. “Ugh... AH!” I gasped in disbelief. The chair beneath me gave out and I crashed to the floor. The legs had rusted away so much it could no longer support my weight. I looked and noticed all the washing machines were toast, rusted out and tattered.

I stood up and turned around, looking to the interior of the building as I staggered backwards. It was severely aged... looking like it had never been maintained in the last few decades. Parts of the ceiling had collapsed, littering the floor with rubble.

A pony's skeleton lay nearby. I gasped in frieght. “Oh Jesus... Jesus Christ...” I huffed in fright. “What... what the fuck happened?” I staggered back further but ended up tripping on the windowsill, the window pane itself being absent and its glass shattered all over the ground. I landed hard on my back, glass crunching under my weight and some of it digging into my skin.

I scurried to my feet, glass shards having cut my body in several places from my fall. I stepped through the rubble. Turning, I saw Cadence, in a pile of flames. “Ca... CADENCE!” I yelled, rushing over.

She suddenly erupted into a fiery explosion that blew me back, my body tumbling across the coarse and ruined road of Ponyville. I stood up and looked in disbelief. A glint of something shining caught my eye. I scrambled to my feet and rushed over until I was nearly above it.

I kicked away the nearby rubble to reveal Belladonna in her leg holster. I strapped the hand-cannon to my leg while looking around in disbelief. “What... how did... no... no way! No fucking way!” I shouted. This... it couldn't be... I wouldn't have just slept through this. How could it have...

A bustling wind blew past me. A shivering feeling encased my body. There was a presence nearby, I just knew it. I took a deep breath and spun around only to be faced by a figure in a dark cloak that covered the entirety of their body. “Uhmm... he-hey... uhh...” I was a little skeptical about who, or what, it was.

The very sight sent more shivers down my back. The figure reached up to its face with one of its forelegs, though no body parts of any sort extended from the confines of the cloak. Alas, only a dark fog emitted from the base of the figure while the cape seemed to seep into the very ground itself.

The hood was pulled back and I nearly yelped in shock as I was faced with a smog and set of dark green eyes that had devilish pupils. The eyes themselves set off a fog of purple. Just before I could go for my gun the shadowy smog faded away, leaving only the face of a rather handsome stallion.

He spoke in a very suave voice that eased my nerves. “Oh, I do apologize. I didn't mean to frighten you. My name is King Sombra, ruler of the lands... but you may call me Sombra... if it is in your interests,” he greeted and I let out a long exhale.

“Oh... phew... oh man for a second there I... never mind, thank sweet Celestia,” I mentioned with another deep exhale. He suddenly grunted, stiffening and stuttering to himself. I outreached my hand. “The name's Burdick... Evan Burdick... but yah can call me Burdy if yah fancy.”

“Ce... Celes...” he grunted in anguish. I cocked an eyebrow. “Celestia?!”

“Uh... no... Burdy,” I replied unsurely as I tapped my index fingers together. 'Sombra... where the hell have I heard that name before...'

He stepped back staggeringly. “CELESTIA?!” He roared as his eyes flashed red and green, purple smog emulating from them.

“Uhm... Sombra... or whatever you said your name was... dude, do like... need some water or something?” I asked but he instead roared out, his back hunching as he let out an anguished yell.

Without warning his body figure began to change, his snout became a wee bit stouter and his nostrils hunches up a bit, like a crocodile's. His horn warped into more of a curved look, now glowing dark red.

Horn glowing, he shouted out in another distraught roar, though now he sounded rather angry and pissed off. The roar was so powerful it blew me back, slamming me into a crumbled down house. Dust blew off the spot I had hit as my body cratered into the building.

Blood dripped down from some of my cuts along with what would be bruises later on. My skin was scuffed up real bad. I leaned my head back and my eyes went wide. He had gleaming teeth, his canines razor sharp and looking like a vampire's or something.

I kept a straight face and did my best. “Yer one ugly mother fucker.” His nose twitched a bit as he stared me down. Suddenly his eyebrows arched upwards and he let out an angered roar.

I stood up, wondering to myself about this. I quickly went for my gun but just as my hand reached the grips, his horn lit up and shot out a blast of energy that slammed me through the decrepit brick wall I had already hit once.

The rubble cluttered around me and I lost my pistol as it slid away from my grasp. I stood up and realized how close he was to me. I cocked back and swung hard, my fist connecting with what I thought was his head. Instead my knuckles collided with a metal helmet.

I stepped back, flicking my hand in minor pain. I looked to my fist, then to his metal helmet. “Bad idea,” I said plainly in an Arnie voice. He blasted me again with yet another blast, launching me through another brick wall.

I groaned in pain. “Of course... just my luck,” I muttered. Sombra stepped through the busted down wall, hissing and snarling.

“CELESTIA!” He boomed.

I stood up, putting on a straight face, while adding to it with my best Schwarzenegger accent. “Da name-” I cut myself off as I plowed him back through the hole in the wall with a staggeringly powerful haymaker. “-is Burdy!”

He stumbled back but found his footing on his hindlegs and was quickly back to the offensive. I found my own footing and we both connected punches with one another, clipping each other in the cheek. I suppose his hurt me more than I did him... since he had that damned helmet.

He stepped back on his hindlegs, with great finesse, and cocked back a leg before swinging it at me with great technique. I followed through with a similar kick and our shins connected. I let out a grunt of pain, having hit another piece of damned armor.

We continued to duke it out, slamming each other with powerful strikes. He suddenly leapt back, his horn flashing brilliantly as he blasted me again. I flew out a window, glass shattering as I tumbled back into the streets of the destroyed Ponyville.

It clicked... it must've been this guy that destroyed the town... it had to be. Though how I didn't wake up during his rampage is beyond me. My vision passed over that of small skeletons... colts... fillies... oh goddess...

I stood up and turned to face him, my face twisting into an angered frown. “For what you did to them... I will never forgive you,” I said coldly, fists clenching and arms cocked at my sides.

“CELESTIA!” He roared out and I rolled my eye.

“THAT'S ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY?! IN A MOMENT YOU'LL BE BEGGING FOR DEATH!” I roared, leaping at him with great speed. As I zoomed at him, I swung hard, plowing him with all my force. His body skidded back as he braced himself. I plowed a barrage of punches and kicks into his body with such fury, it was all he could do but stay on the defensive. I stepped back then immediately leapt forwards while swinging my momentum into a brutal roundhouse kick that connected with his ribs and sent him tumbling back.

He stood up and I rushed him, roaring like an animal. I collided our bodies, slamming him to the ground with brutal force. Before I could land a strike, he headbutted me, knocking me back. I spun my body on the ground and flung myself up, landing on my feet. I looked him dead in the eyes but as I did... I felt something... deep down... I went a little light headed and fell to my knees. My arms fell and dangled by my sides as my body refused to listen.

Without body control, I went limp and fell to my side. He stepped forwards, chuckling to himself. My eyes couldn't focus on anything and I felt my body... my soul itself, become pale. He stopped just a few feet away from me, a dark smile spread across his face.

Before he could do another thing, a blur of motion hammered him across the ground, skidding him away from me. In that moment, I snapped out of whatever illness had ensnared me.

A figure in black clad fatigues stood in front of me. The chorus to the Soviet March echoed quietly in my mind. Derreck stood between Sombra and myself, the glowing white skull on the center of his shirt gleaming.

Sombra stared at him with anger and disgust. His helmet had been cracked and now just barely kept itself together, parts of it dangling off. He stood up slowly, snarling to himself and slowly removed what was left of his helmet. A flowing black mane smoked off his head as if it were merely smog.

“Embrace thy inner beast... to rid thyself the pain of being man,” Derreck muttered, his fists clenching and muscles tensing up. Sombra scrapped his hoof across the ground, dust fluffing up. Derreck reached up and removed his eyepatch. His eye, like mine, heavily damaged and fogged.

However, in this instant, his eye sharpened, the color distorting to a dark blue. In that very moment, his pupil returned in a slanted fashion much like a cat's. The iris seemed to be sucking inwards like a black hole or something.

A dark fiery aura surrounded him. Hellish red flames surrounded my friend in a fury, along with static electricity. Soon enough however, the flames changed to blue. Derreck stepped forwards, the crackling of his electrifying aura ever present. “I... am Derreck Parker...” he looked Sombra dead in the eyes.

For a moment Sombra stared back but then took a step back. Derreck took another step forwards. “I am filled with imperfect morals... volatile viciousness, ruthlessness... I AM all your worst fears come true. I...”

He jammed a magazine into Belladonna. “Am...”

He thumbed the slide release. “Your punishment-”

“ENOUGH!” Boomed a regal voice. Derreck and I turned, only to be nearly blinded by a flash of brilliant light. A figure began to step forwards as the light faded and finally, Celestia stepped into view.

With Derreck's attention to Celestia, Sombra lunged at him. With lightning reflexes, he spun and chopped at Sombra's neck with the side of his palm, knocking him to the ground with brutal force despite the seemingly effortless swing.

He left the sights of Belladonna trained of Sombra before turning back to Celestia. “Speak fast,” he said in a deep tone.

“You need not worry... for this is all just a dream,” she assured him as I stood to my feet.

“Sure feels real,” I grunted, stretching out my aching back. Celestia dipped her head and looked to Sombra who was struggling to get up.

“I assure you... it is but a dream.” Derreck looked to Sombra who was struggling to get up. Cocking back his foot, he booted the tip of his footwear into Sombra's chin, flipping him over and onto his back. “ENOUGH!” Celestia boomed before sighing.

Derreck cocked an eyebrow as Celestia spoke. “My sister... guides ponies in their sleep during the night. I have asked her many a time to guide you but she says... your dreams are like no other. Nothing she has ever seen or bared witness to before... and wishes not to partake in them,” Celestia said and Derreck rolled his eyes, his damaged eye returning to it's normal damaged state. He slid the eye patch back on, the strap becoming hidden in his thick grayed hair.

Celestia stepped forwards. “In the day, I can see ponies as they day dream, or in the uncommon chance like you... while they sleep and dream during the day,” she said, now looking to Sombra. “Though I feel... this is not your dream as much as it is mine... a reflection of the past...” a tear trickled down her cheek.

Derreck's nose scrunched up, probably a little agitated. He de-cocked Belladonna and handed her back to me. I stuffed her into her leg holster as Derreck looked at Celestia. She spoke first. “I will... deal with him... lawfully,” she said yet Derreck didn't give a body gesture of any kind.

“Do so as you will... just make sure it's adequate,” he said before turning to leave. “Or I'll be back.” With that he walked away, fading off and disappearing. My head drooped and I let out a sigh.

I heard Sombra grunting and turned to face him. As I did however, Celestia stuck out one of her forelegs to stop me. Her horn flared brilliantly and everything, even time itself, seemed to stop. However, her and I didn't. Tears continued to trickle out of her eyes. I scratched my head but my fingers ended up getting tangled with my eye patch strap.

I readjusted it perfectly and stroked my fingers through my grayed hair. “So... uhm... he's the bad guy... I think?” I asked and she just nodded while looking away.

“In this world,” she said quietly. I used my pinkie finger to rub the inside part of my ear.

“So... bad guy... buuuuut?” I asked in curiosity.

“I... it's personal,” she wept and I nodded with raised eyebrows.

“Affinity for the bad guys huh? I understand,” I replied and she turned to me.

“It's not li-” but I cut her off.

“I kinda like anti-heros too, but villains from movies always have a place in my heart, mostly Disney villains. Gaston... Clayton... oh man, Percival McLeach was nearly my all-time favourite movie villain, seconded only by the Terminator. McLeach was like an animal poacher right, and he had this wicked crazy double barrel pump action shotgun with a scope and this unreal half-track that had a totally duped up crane thing on the back and a gia...” I trailed off as I realized she was whimpering to herself, still crying.

“I-it's not the s-same,” she whimpered. I blinked, realizing this was some kind of emotional moment for her. I bit my lip.

“I-I-I'm sorry I... I got carried away... I guess our... uhm...” I sat down beside her and went to outreach my hand to her then pulled it back, making a fist and biting my lip. I opened the palm of my hand to reach out to her again but still ended up retracting my hand again. “So... uhm... he's bad but?” I asked.

“He is bad in this world... this timeline... but in another... I loved him...” she began to tell me about a mirror similar to the one I tried to use to get back home. And how in a different setting, this guy was really nice but then something about another her being bad and him absorbing the badness or something... unlike any long story I had heard thus far from the ponies... this one didn't end with a happily ever after... in fact it was kind of sad really.

I tapped my fingers together as she finished the story. “I see... well...” I swallowed deeply. Looking around to the town that was frozen in time, I took note about how it was in ruins. “I don't know love that well... hell, the love you're talking about... I don't even know it at all really... but I'll sympathize for you,” I said and she nodded. I rested my palm on the handle of Belladonna. “She might be a wee tad bit excessive for handling him... besides, it is just a dream right... no need to go to the extreme. But... ah never mind,” I scratched the back of my head and Celestia looked to me.

“Enough of that. I was supposed to talk with you about your problems, not for you to assure me with my own,” she said and I cocked an eyebrow.

“My problems... I ain't got problems... well... I mean my eye is screwed, but other than that... OH SHIT! CADENCE IS STILL RUNNING!” I yelled and she cocked her head to one side in misunderstanding.

“My niece is what?” she asked but I shook my head.

“No... Cadence... not the pony, the... my truck. This is a dream right? Well I left my truck running... oh well, not like she'll use much fuel just sitting there idling,” I replied and she rubbed the side of her face.

“Oh... I see... nevermind. I meant with your... odd parenting problem,” she replied but I just brushed it off.

“Nah. Ain't got one of those either. My mom's great,” I said and she nodded.

“That is exactly what I mean... I should've done this earlier but I entrusted my sister to do it... I suppose she had reason not to.” I blinked and just shrugged. “Twilight Sparkle, the one you consider you mother... is not,” she said and I just stood there.

“Uhm...” I trailed off.

“I came to confront you in a peaceful way about you... difficulties in accepting those terms,” she said and I just rose an eyebrow. “She is not truly your mother you know,” she said and I nodded.

“Well... of course she is,” I said back but she shook her head.

“But she truly isn't. How is it that she is nearly the same age, a different species and never gave birth to you... yet you think she is your mother?” she asked and I nodded.

“She is the one who took me in... gave me shelter... loved me when she really shouldn't have due to my... behavior... that's what a mother is. Someone who loves you no matter what. Because you're family... and that's what family does... like your niece right?” I asked and she was taken aback by the comment. “She's your niece right?” I asked and she nodded slowly. “And you love her like an aunt would?” I asked and she nodded. “Yet... she isn't related in blood, but you would defend that title to an end... am I correct,” I replied but she was astounded by my counter.

“Yes but... it's different between you and her. The love is-” but I cut her off.

“I know the love is different. The bond between mother and son goes far beyond that of niece and aunt,” I said, leaving out the fact I had sex with my mother... a shudder went down my back. No matter how much I enjoyed it, that was some serious taboo.

Celestia sighed. “Perhaps you should speak with her about her true feelings for you,” she said and I blinked.

“True feelings?” I asked and she nodded.

“How she feels about you,” she replied and I just nodded.

“Oh yeah, we've spoken about it before. And like I said. She loves me... like a mother is supposed to,” I said and she nodded.

“And what of your real mother... how did she love you?” she asked and my heart nearly skipped a beat as I went pale faced.

“S-s-sh-she... she loved me,” I stammered.

“Like a mother should?” she asked and my chest felt light. I had a shortness for breath. I chewed hard on the side of my mouth, trying to numb out the emotional pain with physical, trying to forget.

“Ah... I... she...” I couldn't put the words together. It hurt so much.

“I'm sorry... but this has dragged on long enough. I realize how hard it must be for you but... you need to realize it doesn't just hurt you. And you need to accept that she is not your mother,” she said and I was still trying to find the words to speak.

“But she is... I a-am...” I bit my lip, tears coming to my eyes.

“Whatever the problem with your real mother... you must confront it and come to terms with the truth, the real truth... no more hiding it,” she said and I tried to shelter myself.

“P-pl-lease... can we not?” I pleaded. She shook her head and stomped her hoof.

“Your real mother... your true mother... what was she like?” she asked sternly. “What is it she did to torment you so?” she asked. Painful words spoken to me echoed in my mind.

“No... please,” I cried out. She stepped forwards, placing a hoof on my shoulder as I sat on my knees.

“I'm sorry, but this must be done,” she assured me. Suddenly a blur of motion streaked past us. I felt Belladonna being tugged from her leg holster. Derreck skidded past us, sliding down beside Sombra's still body and pulling him up to his chest.

He pressed the side of the gun to his head as he held him like a hostage. “HE SAID STOP IT!” Derreck roared and Celestia went pale. Her breath was stuttered for a moment before she stomped her hoof.

“Enough of this! Let him go!” she yelled but Derreck shook his head.

“Nuh-uhh... nope. He asked you real nice like... please stop... but you kept fucking poking... so now I'm telling you..” Derreck pressed the gun harder into Sombra's skull. “Leave it be... you say it's what must be done? Well this must be done as well. He's killed too many innocents to just walk freely.”

Celestia curled her lips. “IT'S JUST A DREAM! He never did any of this!” She shouted and Derreck shrugged his shoulders.

“So then... I guess just like all their deaths... his too is just meaningless?” Derreck asked and Celestia bit her lip. “Now... one more fucking time... leave him be... or my friend here splatters this guy's fucking head all over the ruins he created,” Derreck snarled.

Celestia sighed and stepped back. “So be it,” she whispered. Derreck tossed Sombra's still frozen body aside and de-cocked Belladonna's hammer. He walked over and spun the pistol on his finger before stuffing her in my leg holster.

He turned to face Celestia. “He is delicate... don't you dare try to break him. The outcome might be worse than you think,” he told her darkly then walked off. Celestia blinked and watched him walk off before she started to cry.

I made my way to her side and embraced her in a hug. Celestia wept into my shoulder. “I'm sorry... who am I to judge when I myself am so flawed?” she asked but I shook my head.

“Nah... you're not really flawed,” I replied with a smile. She shook her head but I put my hand beneath her chin and rose her face. “Love is a strange thing. I don't understand it... not one bit... but the word itself doesn't mean anything. Saying you love someone is nothing... it's just a word. The connection is what is truly special,” I told her.

“So you do understand love?” she asked but I shook my head.

“I don't think I'll ever understand it. But I do know this... love is something that should never be tampered with, regardless of reason. Derreck shouldn't tamper with your love for...” I looked over to Sombra. “Him.” I turned back to her. “And you shouldn't question the love I have for my mother,” I told her.

I smiled and hugged her tightly. “Saying you love somepony means nothing... truly loving them and making that connection...” I trailed off, not needing to speak the words.

Celestia nodded. “I'm sorry... for this... I shouldn't have,” she said and I nodded.

“It's okay... nopony's perfect,” I told her. “I should know,” I said and a painful memory came to mind, painful words being spoken to me. I cringed and Celestia leaned back.

“Are you okay?” she asked and I nodded, shaking it off. The instrumental chorus to an old song began to play. I smiled.

“I think our time here is coming to an end...” I trailed off. Derreck's soft voice, a tone from him I don't here very often, began to sing. He wasn't good at singing.

“Company, always on the run...” he trailed off. Celestia turned to Sombra. “Destiny, is the rising sun.”

I rested my hand on Celestia's shoulder. “Go to him... it could be your last time like this,” I told her. Time seemed to return and Sombra struggled to get up.

Sombra turned to strike her but I grappled him into a hold. He snarled and grunted but was still weak from Derreck's strikes. Celestia nestled her cheek into his. “I'll always love you,” she whispered, tears flowing from her eyes. Derreck's voice continued to sing.

“The song he's singing is a good one...” I told her as time seemed to slow to a stop again. Celestia sniffled to herself. “I'm sorry... for what happened with him,” I said but she shook her head.

“Don't be... it wasn't your fault,” she replied. A buzzing chime began to echo in my mind. “I'm sorry... for what I tried to do,” she said and I just rolled my eye.

“Let's never speak of it again.” The buzzing chime began to overwhelm Derreck's voice.

“Oh, one more thing. You are coming to the Gala, yes?” she asked and I nodded. “Oh, splendid. I'll see you then,” she said and with that my world started to fade out...

I awoke rather drowsily. Derreck sat in front of me humming the tune to Bad Company. I shot up and immediately looked outside. Letting out a relieved sigh, I was grateful the world was as it should be.

“Pleasant dreams?” he asked and I rolled my eye with a 'You damn well know what happened' look. He had Trillium, the Mosin Nagant PU, in his hands as he ran a cleaning patch through her, probably just oiling the gun.

He looked to me as he tapped the scope. “What happened to the original one? This one's from an SVT-40,” he asked.

“The original broke. They gave me this as a replacement,” I said. Original Mosin PU scopes had a consistent tube diameter, whereas the SVT-40 PU scopes had a thicker rear end. He groaned.

“Uhh... how'd it break?” he asked and I shrugged.

“Screw inside broke along with the lens,” I said and he dipped his head.

“And why haven't you refurbished the stock yet?” he asked and I just shrugged. “Well... if you're not going to, I will. Anyway, see you later,” he said and with that he was off with the rifle. A buzzing chime caught my attention and I noticed my laundry was done.

I went over and began folding it. As I nearly finished, I reached my black shirt, the one that had the custom paint job done by Derreck. I nearly gasped and stuffed the shirt back into the dryer.

My eyes were wide. I quickly pulled the shirt back out and looked at it. My heart fluttered. I'd have said the paint washed off a bit, but my other clothes weren't discolored by what would've been soiled water. Some of the paint around the cross had washed off, and now, on the chest of my shirt, was a frightening white skull, though lacking the bottom jaw piece.

The teeth of the upper jaw looked a bit drippy, further evidence that maybe the paint had washed off. “Sweet Celestia...” I whispered. I quickly folded it up so the skull couldn't be seen and jammed it on the bottom of the pile. “Shit...” I quickly finished my laundry and headed out. My dream came back to me and what Celestia had said... everything.

“Bah...” I trailed off. “Twilight's my mom... she has to be,” I assured myself as I hopped back in Cadence. Though she had been running for an hour, it had barely made a dent in the fuel reserve.

I pulled away and headed back home. I made no detours and didn't go slow. The shirt thing just freaked me out too much to enjoy the town's sights. I brought Cadence to a halt in front of the library and shut her off, hiding the keys in the sun visor like always. I scurried in and nearly bumped into Twilight. “Guh!” I gasped, almost as if she had caught me hiding something... which I was kind of trying to do.

“Woah... are you alright? What's wrong? You looked worried,” she said but I gulped and swallowed hard.

“Sorry... I... I passed out at the laundromat,” I apologized, dodging the subject.

“Oh sweetie, that's nothing to get worked up about. Now, go put on a shirt and we'll continue reading... actually...” she trailed off and rubbed a hoof up my side. “Maybe... stay like this. I kind of like it,” she said.

“Uhh... uh, yeah of course. Just let me... get my clothes downstairs, err... uhm, put my clothes downstairs,” I stammered and she smiled. I rushed downstairs and quickly put away my laundry but kept out the skull shirt.

“Oh shit... oh shit oh shit ohshitohshitohshit... SHIT!” I hissed under my breath. “How the hell could this have happened?!” I gasped and kept looking at the damned shirt. “Shit... huh... kinda looks like The Punisher... ack! Dammit this is creepy... what am I going to do?!” I whispered to myself.

I wish I had've know about this before Derreck left. I'd have gotten him to take the damned shirt with him. I bit my lip and decided perhaps to hide it under my bed mattress. I did just that and let out a relieved sigh.

I sat down on the side of my bed for a moment and stroked my face, rubbing it attentively and closing my eye. I was starting to feel a wee bit peckish. With a quiet exhale through my nose, I puttered my way back up the stairs and to the kitchen.

I began rummaging through the fridge but... I had the oddest sense of... misdirection. I had no idea what I wanted, and felt rather lost. I scratched the top of my head in thought. “Hmm... let's...” I grabbed the jam and some milk.

Shutting the fridge, I went over to the cupboards, retrieving the peanut butter and a coffee cup. “And...” I went and grabbed a loaf of bread, setting all of the items on the counter. I swiftly made myself a triple-decker peanut butter and jam sandwich, plus a cup of milk. In moments I stuffed it down, licking up the peanut butter trails on the sides of my lips.

Clucking my tongue, I had a craving for another. Quickly slopping myself up another one, I heard my mother's voice from upstairs. “Evan...” she called in a sultry like voice. I quickly chomped down on the man sized sandwich... next time I'd have to try four layers. I put everything away and poured myself another cup of milk to help with the stickiness the peanut butter had caused in my throat.

As I walked up the stairs, I sipped the cup of milk. As I reached her room, I found her lying on the bed, her rump towards me and some kind of fluffy saddle on her back. “Care for a ride on this pony?” she asked with a cheeky look.

“Uhh... well,” I took another sip of my milk. “I'm kind of heavy,” I replied and she dropped her head into a pillow with a groan.

“No... ugh... I meant... do you want to ride me?” she asked with a most peculiar tone. I clucked my tongue around my lips, tasting traces of peanut butter on the sides of my lips and some on my cheeks.

“Hmm... I'm not sure,” I replied and she cocked an eyebrow. “I might hurt you. I am pretty heavy and... no offense, but you don't exactly look like your fit to be a riding horse,” I said and she let out another groan then hopped off the bed.

Trotting over to me, she put a very memorizing sway in her hips. As she finally reached me, she turned around and wiggled her rump. “Come on honey... I can take it,” she said and I blinked.

“Uhm... okay...” I trailed off unsurely then stepped over her and very gently set my body weight down on her. She let out a yelp of shock as she was pinned beneath my weight.

“What are you doing?!” she gasped and I just blinked.

“Uhm... riding you?” I asked. She groaned.

“Well... at least you didn't just flop all your weight on me at once,” she sighed with relief as I stood back up and let her out from underneath me. She stood up to her hindlegs and pulled me tight. “Now think hard... really... hard.” Her horn lit up and my belt was flung off. My pants fell to my ankles. “You don't need these, know what I'm saying?” she asked and I thought to myself...

I swung through the jungle on vines, wearing nothing but a little rag to cover my private region. I swung off the vine and did several flips before landing on a thick tree branch. I reached out and grabbed a bunch of bananas. I peeled one open and ate it with a primal look on my face.

As I finished the banana, I stood up and beat my chest with my fists while letting out a Tarzan like howl...

I blinked as the thought faded away. “Yeeeaaaahhhh... probably not,” I muttered to myself. Twilight stood to her hind legs and licked at my cheeks.

“Mmm... you taste good,” she said as she began to lead me downstairs, kissing my cheeks, nipping at my neck, and licking at the peanut butter around my lips. As she continued leading me, I realized we were going to the basement.

“Uhh... where are we...” I trailed off, knowing full well where we were going, just not why.

“Spike or Lassie are bound to come home soon... I don't have a door to my room, let alone a wall,” she said, shutting the basement door and locking it behind us.

As we made our way down the stairs, I lost my footing and we both tumbled down the remaining steps, myself landing first and Twilight atop of me. “Mmm...” was all I groaned out. "Definitely don't need pants for that." Twilight sighed from atop of me.

“Are you okay?” she asked and I just nodded, my face still buried in the unforgivingly hard floor. “That... was unexpected,” she mentioned and I just sighed. I stood up along with her but didn't get much time as she ended up pulling me over to the bed.

She sat me down and nestled her cheek up to my rigid man boobs. “Mmm... you're so strong... and powerful...” she laid me down, sliding herself atop of me and grinding against my body in a very sexual demeanor. With that my arousal started to come around. She caressed my biceps to which I twitched a little, my muscles tensing up.

She noticed my erection and giggled. “Oooh... someone's in the mood.” Her horn lit up and with that, my boxers also came off. I bit my lip figuring she'd do something but instead she turned around and reared her rump up to me, flicking her tail up and out of the way. “So how bout it... you sure you don't know whether or not you want to ride me?” she asked and it clicked.

“OHHHH! Like...” I trailed off, sitting up and nearing my hips to hers. “Like...” I placed my arms at her sides and mounted her from behind. As the tip of my erection pressed to her wet folds, her back arched, pressing her soft fur into my stomach. The feeling was so immense I couldn't help but to let out a gasp of intense pleasure.

I slowly slid the first few inches of my shaft into her, my back leg stiffening up and threatening to cramp. My mother moaned beneath me, pushing her hips back and taking the rest of my length inside of her.

Her horn lit up and the radio Spike had given me for Hearth's Warming began to play. The tunes to Neil Young began to play and I looked to my mother. “Nei... ahh... Neil Yo-ahh-ounge... isn't exahhh... exactly sensual music...” I trailed off as we slowly pivoted our hips together, back and forth and meeting each other half way with each thrust.

“Sho-oooh-uld I chaaaange it?” she moaned but I shook my head.

“Too late...” I whispered in her ear as I rocked myself into her with a bit more power, "I'm in the mood." I felt her rear end clench up, trying to pull me in deeper with each thrust. “I like it this way,” I said and she giggled as she reared her rump a bit higher, letting me seemingly penetrate even deeper into her soaking pussy.

She began to huff after a few minutes and her thrusts back at me became a little more erratic as her squeals of pleasure became a higher pitch and echoed off the walls. I kept thrusting her but soon found she wasn't thrusting back. I looked and saw her eyes were closed, heavy blush across her cheeks and tongue lolled out.

Her front legs gave out and she fell face first into a pillow as she moaned wildly. “M-mom?” I asked but she just moaned out a response.

“Keep... AHHH!” she screamed out and I blinked, stopping for a moment. “Don... stoaahhhh!” she moaned. I stayed stationary for another moment before obliging to her request and started to rut her again.

I thrusted her like a wild beast, huffing into her mane and from time to time giving her ear a little nibble. She squealed like a filly... ech! Bad image. She squealed like a mare in heat getting rutted silly... yeah... “Oh yeah!” I moaned out.

Her insides tightened around me and I felt an oozing liquid seep out past my balls that were slapping against her clitoris with each thrust. She howled out a sensual moan of climax as she pressed her rump firmly against me. I stopped for a moment and buried myself inside of her, letting her insides try to milk me.

After a moment, she let out a sigh of relief. “That was wonderful... but maybe now it's my turn to make you feel good too,” she said. She slid out from beneath me and pushed me to my back. “Now... I'm gonna ride you like the stud you are,” she said and I rose a brow.

“Stud?” I asked and she nodded but didn't say anything as she straddled herself atop of me. Without much warning, she plummeted my cock inside of her. I arched myself into her and she cooed delightful things as she rode atop of me.

I tried my best to match a rhythm but found in the end it was just better to lay there and take it. I looked downwards and saw her sweet, wet, pussy slopping up and down on my hard rod. I huffed and moaned in pleasure as I watched her small pony breasts bounce up and down with each of her movements. The feeling of her inside muscles rubbing against me was incredible. It felt like there was minimal friction yet at the same time she was hugging me so tightly.

My hands reached to her hips and I began to guide her movements. She gave her rump a wiggle, driving herself down and hard before sliding herself back up. She drove herself down again but ground herself against me, whining pleasurably. I gave her flank a little smack, just enough to get a little jiggle out of it.

She smiled. “Mmm... wow... this feels... aaahhhh,” she moaned, already nearing her next climax. She began to straddle herself again. “Buck me... buck me like the wild stallion you are...” I did as she pleased and began to thrust myself at her like a bucking bronco.

She let out wild screams of ecstasy that aided to the sensual connection. As she continued to get louder and louder, she rocked against me harder and harder. He mane swished around and he wings fluttered erratically.

As she reached yet another orgasmic state, her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her back arching forwards. Though despite how well she had rode me, at this point was when she fell off, spasming in climax.

I rolled to my side and held her close. She squirmed against me, her tongue rolling out of her mouth as she sighed in pleasure, still riding out her orgasm. For a few minutes I just held her, relishing in the moment.

As she finally returned she sighed into my chest, nestling her muzzle into the space between my breasts. “Mmm... oh my... sweet Celestia that was good... but you're still not satisfied,” she mentioned but I just shrugged.

“It's always satisfying to be with you,” I whispered back and she giggled.

“Ohh... you're sooo sweet,” she kissed me then pulled back. “Okay... but seriously. Let's make you feel as good as I did... or at least somewhere close... wow, I'm still shaking,” she said under her breath.

Laying back, she gave a very inviting posture, spreading her legs wide in a most alluring way. I positioned myself atop of her, her magic taking hold of my erection and lining it up with her entrance. Slowly rocking my hips forwards, I penetrated her with ease.

I felt every inch of her wet succulent pussy envelope me, hugging me tight and not wanting to let me leave. I began to rock myself back and forth, picking up a nice rhythm and sticking with it.

“Oh goddess... you... mom, you feel so good,” I whispered and she nodded.

“Mmm... give it to me... harder... deeper,” she whined and I obliged with utter loyalty to her request. The song My, My, Hey, Hey began to play and I sighed.

“Man... this is so depressing,” I muttered and she giggled.

“Sorry... I guess I have a poor choice of music...” she giggled but I just shook my head.

“Good music just... not really fitting for the setting.” I kept rocking my hips into her, feeling her insides squelch against my movements. Having been going at it for... however long we had been doing this, I started to feel that ever sensual tingling in the base of my cock.

“Oh... oh goddess... mom I'm...” I trailed off and she wrapped her hindlegs around my back.

“Mmm... do it honey... fill mommy up... fill her with your seed...” she whimpered through a moan. I kept up the pace and felt the feeling getting stronger and stronger.

I began to huff, figuring I had reached my point, but instead the feeling just kept getting stronger and stronger. “Ugh... ooh...” I kept huffing as my cock went rigid and started twitching but I hadn't came yet. “Ugh... m-mo-mom!” I moaned.

“OH GODDESS YES... CUM INSIDE ME!” She wailed. I looked into her eyes and as our stares met, I erupted inside her. The first spurt was so powerful it nearly rattled my body. My back tensed and I jerked forwards, plunging myself into her depths as I unloaded my sticky cum inside of her. Her legs tightened around my back, keeping me close to her.

A second load plastered her insides, albeit not as powerful or potent as the first wave. I continued to grunt and moan as my cock kept twitching inside of her. After several moments, the feeling ended. I let out a sigh of pleasure and flopped down beside her. My cock slipped out of her dripping pussy and I slowly started to become soft.

Twilight snuggled into me and I slowly started to doze off. The smell in here was intoxicating and we were rather indecent but... the door was locked so we didn't have to worry about Spike seeing us like this...

I felt my leg being shook. “HEY, WAKE UP, WAKEUPWAKEUPWAKEUP! HURRY!” I jolted awake, my heart pounding in my chest. Twilight awoke beside me, gasping awake with shock just like me.

Lassie looked me right in the face. “Hurry, get dressed, we gotta go!” she announced and my alertness kicked into high gear as all my motor functions hit overdrive.

I slid out of bed. “What's wrong?!” I gasped and Lassie just stopped and stood there.

“Well... nothing's really wrong it's just... okay you know that place Franchini's?” she asked and I nodded. “Okay, so tonight they're having oriental night. Problem is they won't let me in-” I cut her off with a snicker.

“Yeah cause we got banned from there. I don't know if you remember, you were just a pup, but we got kicked out cause I snuck you in... actually, it might've been because Dash and I had a burping contest.” She blinked.

“Cool! I don't really remember that but... anyway, yeah! They won't let me in. Not cause we were banned but cause they said I was a dog! A DOG! Can you believe that?!” she gasped and both Twilight and I snickered. “What?!” she asked.

“You are... a dog though,” I said and she rolled her eyes.

“No! I'm a famous person's dog! I get special treatment, like those seeing eye dogs!” she announced and I just chuckled. “I'M SERIOUS! Celestia would be allowed to bring her stupid bird there! And besides, I know Princess Twilight Sparkle!” she announced like a spoiled little kid not getting her way.

My stomach rumbled. “Oh... oh man...” I imagined some oriental food... rice... chow mein... some really nice stir fry... “We're going to Franchini's,” I announced and Twilight just blinked then shook her head.

“But we can't. We were kicked out,” she said and I smirked.

“I'm famous now, and you're princess... I doubt they'll kick us out,” I said and she groaned, muttering to herself about how this couldn't possibly end well. I stopped for a moment, realizing I was exposed and Lassie had saw us in an indecent way. “Hey! How'd you get in? We locked the door,” I asked and Lassie brought up a key ring. “Ugh...”

“Now come on, before the place is filled with other ritzy ponies!” Lassie whined.

I waved her to calm down and made my way to the dresser. I flipped through some clothes and picked out a nice pair of jeans and a V-neck shirt along with fresh underwear and socks. Slipping on everything, I also put on my holy necklace, watch and eye patch. I gave the other two a nod but Twilight stopped.

“If you get your truck running, I'll be out in a moment... I need to clean up,” she said to which I nodded and sped out of the house with Lassie. I hopped in the truck and rubbed my hands together.

“Mmm... Cadence... you up to it?” I asked, stroking the steering wheel. “Ooh... you've been sooo naughty,” I said as Lassie jittered beside me.

“Come on man... we can't miss this!” she squealed and I turned to her.

“Calm down... easy girl. We still have to wait for Twilight...” I turned back to Cadence. “Which gives us more time, isn't that right?” I said, nestling my nose into the frontal pad of the steering wheel. “Mmm... oh your such a naughty girl... oh, oh what's that? Oh...” I swiped the naughty key, the sensor emitting a beep. “Oh... you want me to put it inside of you... oh-ho-ho... oh you're such a naughty girl.”

I slid the key around the entrance to the ignition, as if teasing her. Finally I slid the key and activated the glow plugs before finally turning her on. Lassie patted one of her paws on my shoulder. “I have to say... you're one of the most messed up ponies... person, I know,” she informed me and I smiled.

After a few more minutes, Twilight came hurrying out, hopping into the passenger seat and shutting the door. With that, I pulled off, hurrying along but not at a dangerous pace. I rummaged around under the center console without looking. “Now... where did I... ah!” I announced to myself as I pulled out my wallet. I drove towards the restaurant, just puttering along.

It took me a few minutes since I didn't quite remember where it was, but Lassie's constant directions did help, even if they were annoying at times. We finally reached the restaurant and I pulled around back, parking the truck and hiding the keys where I always did.

We approached the front and the smell of fine cuisine entered my nose. “Oh man... oh man I am so hungry!” I exclaimed to myself. We reached the check in the the attendant immediately looked to Lassie.

“Excusez-moi, no pets allowed,” he said in a rather annoying, uptight, Frenchy accent.

“Woah... hold the phone... she ain't no pet. She's Lassie,” I said but he simply cocked an eyebrow. “She's my friend. I'm... you know... Burdick... the guy who climbed Mount Tia... and this here is the newly crowned Princess Twilight Sparkle,” I said, introducing the three of us. Twilight just blushed and did her best to conceal the fact she was shy about the subject.

The attendant just blinked in an unimpressed way. But before he could say another word, a rather plump stallion pushed him right out of the way. His hair was slicked back and he had a classic looking Italian mustache. “Please, excuse his-a rudeness. He new,” he said in a perfect stereotypical accent.

“Follow me, I have a perfect-a window for you all,” he said, leading us to a table. His accent nearly made me drop to my knees and burst into laughter. It was too perfect. He led us to a table and sat us down.

Ponies stared at us and some began talking to themselves, looking over their shoulders every so often to get a glimpse at us. I realized we weren't exactly dressed nice like all of them...

The Italian stallion returned with some menus and gave us each one, even Lassie. “Whenever you're-a ready... I cook it up nice and-a fresh just-a for you,” he said. I quickly skimmed through it. All of it looked so good... but that was probably my stomach doing most of the thinking. I began pointing to random things, not bothering to try and pronounce the names. Most of it was rice based, but some was sushi. For desert I ordered something that looked like ice cream with cookie chunks.

Lassie ordered the same for the most part, a large order. Twilight took a moment then spoke her order. “May I please have some Chow mein, with a glass of water... thank you.” The guy finished writing it all down.

“Whatta ah owe yah?” I asked but he shook his head.

“Nothing... how you say... on the house?” he asked, and my eyes went wide. That was... a lot of food, and the price would been well into a thousand at least... more than that considering this place put a huge hole in my wallet the first time I went here.

“R-really?! W-wow... thanks,” I gasped but he shook his head.

“No, thank-a you. And-a call me... Franchini,” he said, shaking my hand. I was stunned, and was left slack jawed as he trotted away.

“Wow!” both Lassie and I gasped at the same time. I just met the fricken owner!... I think.

Twilight groaned. “Evan... just... please don't let it get to your head,” she pleaded and I looked to her.

“W-what? I just met the fricken owner! How cool is that! And besides, didn't you want me meeting new ponies and making friends?” I said to her excitedly, though in a hushed tone.

She shook her head. “No, I didn't mean it like that. I mean this fame thing. Please, just whatever you do, don't let it go to your head, okay?” she pleaded and I just brushed it off.

“Oh come on. You know that won't happen. I don't even like being the victim of media coverage anyway... but oh man, I met the owner!” I hushed the last part to myself. It took a while, but Franchini returned with our meal, even before others that had ordered ahead of us had even been served. It seemed a little unfair but that thought was quickly pushed to the back of my head as the lingering aroma of cuisine hit my nostrils.

“Thanks F,” I gave him my thanks to which he nodded. Before I had even turned around, Lassie had already begun devouring her food. My eyes went wide. In the chow mein I had ordered, there was shrimp.

'HOLY SHIT YES!' I screamed inwardly. I remembered what Dash had said about fish... I just didn't put two and two together and realize shrimp would be a delicacy in some places due to the fact it was technically fish. Unfortunately steak, pork, and bacon wouldn't be on the menu but I wouldn't start complaining.

Twilight just sighed. “I wish they wouldn't make such a fuss over us,” she muttered. I reached my hand across the table, placing it over her hoof, and gave her a wink.

“Just this one time?” I asked and she sighed. Slowly, she began to eat her food with elegant grace. I had seen her eat regularly and this was out of fashion for her... but it quickly clued in to me that we were in classy place. I did my best to eat properly as well, but it proved difficult with chopsticks. 'Since when do Italian restaurants have oriental nights?' I thought silently while downing some stir fry.

The evening past on, and the night slowly encased the world. As we finished our meal, Franchini arrived with our deserts we had ordered. Well, Twilight hadn't gotten anything but Lassie and I had.

I looked at what I had thought was ice cream from the picture, only to realize it was yogurt with granola. “Ugh-huh-ha-ha... oh jeeze,” I laughed and Twilight looked to me.

“Something wrong?” she asked but I shook my head.

“Not really... just thought it was ice cream from the picture,” I said and Twilight gave me a stupid look.

“Didn't you read the title?” she asked but I shook my head, to which she sighed.

“Want some?” I asked. She thought for a moment then smiled.

“Only if you feed it to me,” she chimed and I smiled.

“Alright princess,” I chuckled back to which she blushed. Lassie just groaned.

“Hopeless romantics,” she muttered while stuffing down some kinda cake looking thing. I took a sponeful of yogurt and flicked it at her. It splattered against her ear and side of her head. She gasped and turned to me but I was already looking away, a spoonful of yogurt ready for Twilight. We both held straight faces.

“Hey!” she hissed. “I know that was you... now, I'm not gonna get kicked out for having a food fight with you, but I'm not letting this go to waste either... lick it off me,” she whispered and I looked at her with a puzzled look. “That's your punishment for hitting me with yogurt. Lick it off me or I'll wipe it into your shirt...” she challenged.

I groaned and she looked inquisitively at me. “Well... you shouldn't have tossed that yogurt at me now should you? You think I'll stoop to your level?” she teased in a playful voice. "Cause you know I will and we'll all be kicked out of here." I sighed and leaned over, licking the yogurt of her fur and ears. As I licked it off the tip of her ear, it flickered about, gently slapping me from time to time.

Lassie shook her head. “Mmm... much better,” she said in a delighted voice then started stuffing more food down her gullet. I swear... that dog has like ADHD or something

I took a spoonful and fed it to my mother who mouthed it around. “Mmm... pretty good,” she appraised the taste, to which I took a spoonful. I wasn't a huge yogurt fan... but it was pretty damn good. Maybe a bit too sweet for vanilla flavor but it was still good, and the granola added a bit different yet welcomed taste.

We sat for a while and shared the yogurt until finally it was time to go. The place had really died down and I think it was close to closing time. I stood up but as I did, Franchini rushed over with a camera pony behind him. “Can I get a picture?” he asked and I shrugged.

“Well sure... it's the least I could do after what you've done for me,” I said. He pulled Twilight to one side of me, stepped beside me, then had Lassie rushed to his side. He faced the camera and outreached his hoof for me to shake. I shook his hoof and the camera flashed several times.

He gave me a wide smile and with that he was off, and so were we. Heading back to the truck, I looked up to the sky. The moon wasn't very visible tonight, but the stars were out in full force. I sighed as I hopped into the truck with the others and started her up. The fog lamps illuminated the darkness and gave me a full range of view out the windshield.

As we puttered back home, I sighed to myself. Twilight rested her hoof on my free hand. “Evan... I'm sorry for complaining earlier. I shouldn't have... it's always wonderful to spend time with you. I just wish that they wouldn't make a fuss over us just because I'm a princess and you're... well, you know,” she said and I nodded.

“It's okay... I understand.” I replied. Lassie squirmed up over the center console.

“Say, can we spend the night out in the pastures? It's really nice out there tonight,” she asked.

“Well... what about Spike?” I asked and she just shrugged.

“There's food in the fridge. He knows what to do,” she replied. I bit my lip. Looking to Twilight, she just shrugged.

“He has been on his own before. We could if you want,” she offered. I smiled. It sounded pleasant actually. A night under the stars with no worries. I puttered the truck into the pasture fields just outside the town and shut her down. We stepped out, the grassy field weaving to and fro in the gentle and warm wind. The pastures seemed to go on forever in the darkness.

The grass was halfway up my thighs, and soft to the tough. Despite being late, it was still warm out. I popped the tailgate on the truck and lay in the back. The plastic bedliner was far from comfortable but Lassie soon came out with the blanket for the back.

We placed it underneath us and all lay on it. I snuggled into Twilight While Lassie curled up at the bottom of our feet/hooves. I sighed as I rested my head against her chest. “I love you mum,” I whispered and she stroked my hair. We lay there under the stars, the world barely illuminated by what little light the moon reflected... or maybe in this world the moon actually gave off light... I wasn't sure. I sighed as my world started to fade out. My mother kissed my forehead.

“I love you... son.”

Author's Notes:

So, good story about work today... and kinda makes me look like a dork. Had to break this plywood board in half so I booted it in half. Now... the top half swung up and slapped me in the leg. It didn't hurt but it felt a bit different then just getting slapped by a piece of wood so I thought nothing of it. But as I started walking away the fricken board was like stuck to my leg and I was like "What the fuck..." so I tried shaking it off but it but it was just stuck there. So I tried flicking it off but it was at that moment I realized there were nails that had stuck into the sides of my calves and I was like "Ohhhhh... that makes sense" so I pulled it off my leg and continued working... now I'm thinking "Shit... I probably need a tetanus shot...