Adalricus laughed as Fluttershy finished telling him the story of how she confronted a large red dragon into showcasing proper manners. The idea of a 300 year-old dragon yielding to a pony of average height amused him greatly, as Fluttershy did not struck him in such a matter that she could dominate one. Although, he felt that it was a bit unfair of her to have criticized the dragon, who reacted naturally after being kicked in the face by an aggressive Rainbow Dash. However he knew better than to contradict her when they were enjoying the conversation. Eventually, it came to their attention that they were speaking for nearly 5 hours since he arrived; it was already dark.

“Well I had a wonderful time today Fluttershy,” said Adalricus. He rubbed his head and looked to the side, unsure of what to say next. Thus, he simply looked at her again with a calm smile. They stood at her doorway, standing side by side.

The feeling was mutual as Fluttershy moved her hair out of the way, but also said nothing with a smile.

“So I will see you tomorrow?” he then asked.

“O-Oh yes t-that would be lovely…um…” Fluttershy looked to the side before adding, “Sugarcube Corner at noon?” When the changeling in disguise nodded, her wings spread with joy. “W-Wonderful! I will see you tomorrow then!”

“Great!” Laughing a bit with Fluttershy, Adalricus gave a wave as he started to walk back. He felt pleasure as he and Fluttershy continued to wave goodbye before he shifted his direction and walked across the bridge.

Fluttershy waited and waited until she could no longer see the dark stallion anymore. She paused for another second, as if expecting him to reappear before she closed the door. “…” Fluttershy’s expression remained the same: relief and happiness with a bit of excitement would not fade away as she leaned her back against the closed door.

He…seems nice, Fluttershy decided in her mind. While Fluttershy knew that it would still take time before she really got to know Adalricus in a legit matter, she was optimistic nonetheless. She already learned about his hobbies and interests, as well as holding a deep admiration for flowers. Although, there was one subject that seemed to dwell on her mind without rest.

“…I do wonder why he doesn’t talk much about where he’s from,” admitted Fluttershy. From their conversations, it seemed as if Adalricus was purposely trying to avoid the subject of his own heritage. While she did know that he was foreign, his accent didn’t give away anything that would help her guess. Maybe she would ask him tomorrow as she walked over to the kitchen to wash some dishes. Then again, should she just wait until he felt comfortable enough to bring it up? She did not know as she turned the sink fossett and waited until warm water started to flow out.

Adalricus whistled as he took his time walking back to Ponyville. The cool night air was pleasant and calm, allowing the changeling prince to look back on his day with Fluttershy without distraction. It seemed odd to Adalricus that a pony would grasp his attention in such a matter, as Fluttershy only originally sparked his interest in a minor matter. Not even Pinkie Pie’s colorful personality kept his mind occupied thinking about her. It also surprised him on just how loquacious the pink maned mare could be once she felt comfortable around him. Perhaps even more than Pinkie Pie herself, despite the frequent stuttering that was often noted.

Regardless, Adalricus was pleasantly surprised to discover more about Fluttershy’s past and what led towards her affection for animals. Although it also brought disappointment; he had hoped that she held a deeper passion for flowers just as he did. Then again, Adalricus should just be thankful that he even had such a common interest with Fluttershy. After all, he was becoming quite fond of her and it couldn’t be more blatant. Especially when he found her to be the most appealing of all ponies within Ponyville.

“I wonder if she’ll have lunch with me tomorrow,” Adalricus wondered aloud as he looked at the sky. “Then again, what I really wonder is how she feels about changelings…” With that, he stood right outside the first line of buildings that shaped Ponyville. He looked up at the night sky, frowning as he felt unsure about how Fluttershy felt towards changelings. Did she even know what they were?

His thoughts were immediately interrupted as he crutched his chest. “GHH!”

Dropping to one knee, Adalricus felt as if a thousand knifes had stabbed him within a split second. When the pain vanished after a few seconds, Adalricus gathered all of his strength to open his eyes. Oddly enough, it brought great discomfort when he was able to see again. He remained in the same spot and eventually started to blink again after some time had passed. Then, he stood up and looked at his hand with great interest.

“…”Adalricus’ hand had holes, the same characteristics that a changeling held in a physical appearance. Focusing his abilities, his hand was engulfed in green fire indicating a change. However his eyes widened in shock, as his hand did not change after the flames vanished. There remained the same characteristics that would identify him as a changeling. Fear drew within Adalricus, as he only experienced this particular symptom when he was young and first learning how to use his natural abilities to transform. Cursing silently, he attempted again and again but met with no success. Frustrated, he refused to give up and forced the matter at hand repeatedly until, “GRH!”

Pain and confusion continued to grow within him, as his hand finally began to change by the command of his will. Except, rather than green flames coating his flesh, it was black smoke that seemed to leave his hand before fading and revealing a hole-free hand. In reaction, Adalricus started to flex his hand by forming a grip, and then opening it again. He repeated this action for at least a minute before he then considered the rest of his body; he started to touch his chest and looked at his wings before feeling for anything ‘non-pony’. He felt some holes in his chest, but his clothing hid such features, and he did not pick up any other traits on the rest of his body.

“W-Why,” Adalricus started to ask, but then realized that only one ‘pony’ could help him now…

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Raúl continued to watch the ceiling as Pinkie Pie ate more and more brownies. The changeling in disguise was lying next to the crazed pink mare on her own bed, enjoying the full pleasures of Mother Nature itself. This time, Pinkie Pie decided to suggest that they use some of her special cannabis that she found most intoxicating. It didn’t take long before they were feeling the full effects, as Raúl felt a pleasant sensation of heat waves traveling through the veins of his brain. A feeling that brought fond memories of when he had his first bunt…and his first sexual encounter.

“…Are you high yet?”

“I guess…I don’t seem care either way…”

“…Yeah, we’re high!...”

“Huh, I guess so…”

Agreeing with Pinkie Pie, Raúl smiled as he shifted positions and started to kiss Pinkie Pie’s neck, before moving a hand towards her waist. “I think you’re my favorite pony…Pinkie,” he confessed. “You’re so…easy to socialize with,” he then added before kissing her some more.

While Pinkie Pie enjoyed the affection, she could only crack a smile and shift her position slightly. Obviously the pink mare wanted to return the favor as she looked at him with lust. That look in her eye showed hunger and joy, but for some reason she could only giggle and laugh as she tried to wrap her arms around him. And just as it was starting to get good, their little fun was interrupted with a knock on the door.

“Raúl? Are you there?”

Blinking, both Raúl and Pinkie Pie looked at one another with the same expression. “I am here,” Raúl responded back. “Who is it?” he then asked.

“It’s me, Adalricus! Look, I need your help-”

“Adalricus’ not here bro!” Raúl then responded loudly.

“What- I AM Adalricus! Don’t tell me that-”

“Hey, didn’t you hear! Adalricus isn’t here!” Pinkie then said loudly.

Cursing with a few mumbles, Adalricus then said, “Adalricus is knocking on your door!”

“OH!” both Pinkie and Raúl then said, before the latter somehow managed to move off the bed and make his way towards the door. “Hey Adalricus, did you know that Adalricus is here-”

“Come with me!” Adalricus interrupted, as he then grabbed his friend and yanked him out of Pinkie Pie’s room. When they finally got to their room, Adalricus slammed the door behind them and quickly said, “Raúl, something strange has been happening to me lately…”

Surprisingly, Raúl seemed to become more sober with each passing second as he showed a more serious expression. He said nothing for a few seconds as if he needed to comprehend the words of Adalricus. “Elaborate for me…”

Adalricus spent the next 5 minutes telling Raúl of the negative symptoms that he had been experiencing recently. When he was done, he held up the hand that caused him pain beforehand and said, “It still hurts…and I am afraid of what will happen if I try to fix this part.” With that, Adalricus removed his coat and lifted his shirt, revealing the holes that he discovered recently. “Have you ever experienced anything similar?”

Raúl continued to stare at his chest for a few seconds before he blinked and moved closer. Curious, he leaned in closer before asking, “And you’re sure that it was black smoke that left the area of where you were trying to change? Not even a hint of green fire?” When Adalricus confirmed with a nod, Raúl’s pulled back without changing his expression.

“Well?” Adalricus asked, releasing his shirt before he moved closer to his roommate. “I take it that you must have some idea!” he exclaimed impatiently.

“Well…” Raúl looked to the side before rubbing his neck, as if he wanted to avoid answering him before he looked towards him from the corner of his eye. “…I think that you’re lacking proper nourishment,” said Raúl.

Adalricus was dumbfounded. “Excuse me?”

“At least, I believe that to be the only explanation; when a changeling is unable to transform for example, that shows signs of a changing that is not well. Have you been feeding off of any form of love recently?” Raúl asked.

“I-” Adalricus started. However, he paused and thought about the last time he fed on a particular form of love. After a few seconds, he responded, “If I recall…it was yesterday morning when I walked by the cakes’ room. They were talking about what to do this weekend and they were showing affection to one another by rubbing their noses together.” He then chuckled at the thought. “I thought as much; that was not enough to aplease my body. I actually feel stupid for not taking that into consideration,” he then admitted.

Raúl gave a nod. “Well then perhaps you should try to wait by their room and try to absorb some energy during their ‘making-love’ session,” he suggested with a smirk.

Adalricus rolled his eyes. “Or perhaps I should wait until you and Pinkie Pie begin such a session. After all, her room is closer to ours.”

Raúl’s smirk vanished. “Surely you’re not foolish enough to think that what she and I have is something to that extent, do you?” Raúl asked.

Looking back at him, Adalricus responded, “You tell me Raúl, because I can tell that you like her more than just for her attractive rear.”

“Well, I do have a nice ass,” Pinkie Pie admitted.

“What-” Adalricus turned and realized that the pony in topic was leaning lazily against the door frame. Her reddish eyes stared dully at their direction, as if she had forgotten why she was there in the first place. He’ll for some reason, they didn’t even notice that she opened the door. “How long have you been-”

“Attractive? I guess since like, forever silly?” Pinkie Pie laughed, not shifting positions as she blinked one.

“No I mean-”

“How long have you been standing there Pinkie?” Raúl interrupted.

Pinkie Pie blinked as she looked directly at Raúl with the same expression. However, she did eventually answer with, “Um…I guess about the same time you did…?”

Adalricus’ eyes widened after hearing her answer. “Wait, surely you don’t mean that you know…?”

“Its fine Adalricus,” Raúl assured him, just before he got a confused look in return. “She’s known for a while but she promised to keep it as a secret.”

However, Adalricus was far from pleased as he glared at his trusted friend. “And just when were you planning to tell me?!”

“He just did!” Pinkie Pie giggled, apparently becoming more and more sober.

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And so Adalricus angrily listened to their explanation for nearly 5 minutes. As Pinkie Pie helped tell the story, she became more sober with each passing second. When the story finally ended, Pinkie explained to Adalricus that she made a ‘pinkie promise’ not to tell any other pony of their secret. She then went on to say that she became quite fond of the two changelings and could tell that they weren’t looking for any sort of trouble. It also became clear that Pinkie Pie thought of them as common changelings and seemingly knew nothing of their status within their kingdom. He honestly felt somewhat better after hearing everything and actually felt thankful that it was Pinkie Pie of all ponies. Regardless, he still lectured Raúl to let him know whenever a similar situation occurs in the future.

The next day came and Adalricus had a slow morning waking up and getting dressed. What was mostly felt reminded him of the time he attempted to learn how to fence, and Raúl showcasing no mercy whatever as his partner. His body ached as he wore a red long sleeve with basic khaki pants with a black belt. Wanting to feel comfortable, he decided to wear his black slippers before making his way down stairs. As expected, a few patrons were already enjoying the wonderful bakery that was made from the Cakes’ special recipes. He leaned against the counter and blinked a few times, trying to keep himself awake.

“Morning there! Or should I say, good afternoon?”

Adalricus tilted his head to see a smiling Mrs. Cake placing a tray of cupcakes next to him. Showing a small smile, he answered, “Likewise.”

“Please have one! You look as if you haven’t eaten well in days,” Mrs. Cake pointed out, scanning his overall figure.

Adalricus’ expression lightened, as her words cause him to wonder if last night wasn’t enough to appease his changeling needs. Yet he didn’t feel ‘hungry’ for love like his instincts would have naturally if required. It was strange but he also didn’t see a reason not to take on Mrs. Cake’s offer. “Well I can’t say ‘no’ to your famous cupcakes!” he responded, taking one for himself and taking a bite.

Pleased with his answer, Mrs. Cake moved the tray away and asked, “So, have you also noticed that Pinkie and Raúl are getting a bit closer together?”

While he did not stop eating, he gave no answer as he looked at her.

“Oh, I thought you noticed!” Mrs. Cake exclaimed surprised. “I never seen them separated every time they’re here at Sugarcube Corner at the same time. In fact…” This time, Mrs. Cake gestured over Adalricus’ shoulder.

Understanding what she was doing, he looked over his shoulder and stopped eating after finally noticing the ‘couple’ eating together. Adalricus didn’t swallow as Raúl and Pinke sharing an attractive ice-cream sunday together. Pinkie Pie giggled as she purposely dirtied Raúl’s nose with some whip cream each time she ‘fed’ him. Thus, she would then lick his nose to clean him affectionately before helping herself to some. It would then get more interesting as Raúl would get back at her; he would lean his lips near her ear as if he were whispering something to her before instead nibbling on the lobe. She would hold in her giggles as she tried to get away only for the changeling in disguise to wrap his arms around her stomach.

“Young love is quite something isn’t it?” Mrs. Cake asked with a smile, gaining Adalricus’ attention before adding, “Reminds me of when my husband and I first dated. And now I don’t regret marrying him one point!”

When Adalricus finally decided to answer, he decided to ask, “So how long did you two dated before settling down together and have a family?”

Mrs. Cake smiled at his question. “We were dating for a couple of years; about 3 of them before he popped the big question. I could easily remember that night as if it were yesterday: late during winter time, young and recently moved near one another. We were eating at a really popular dessert diner around closing time and he asked me the big question after he walked me home. And I could proudly say that we couldn’t stop thinking of one another when we weren’t around one another…”

Smirking, Adalricus chuckled and commented, “And you said yes, right?”

“No, I actually didn’t.”

Surprised, Adalricus then asked, “But were you not crazy for one another?”

“Oh but of course we were Adalricus!” Mrs. Cake exclaimed, as if she were offended.

“Then why-”

“Because I wasn’t ready. And I know that he wasn’t ready; he was simply desperate in not losing me to some other stallion. I don’t mean to brag but I was quite popular back in my day,” Mrs. Cake explained. “I wanted this to be done right, and I could tell that he also wanted the same thing. And so we waited for another few years where he worked and save as much money as possible for our dream home and business. He introduced me to his family around the same time I introduced him to mine. But I got worried after some time had passed…”

Raising an eyebrow, Adalricus didn’t understand. “Why were you worried? What were you concerned about?”

Mrs. Cake gave a somewhat sad smile. “I was worried that he wasn’t going to purpose to me anymore.”

“Why would you think that?”

“Well…” Mrs. Cake looked to the side, unsure on how to gather her words properly. “…I started seeing him less and less. I thought that he had lost interest in me because he was always going on ‘long trips’ more often than I was comfortable with. I thought that I had done something wrong and that it was a mistake for us to have waited so long. I also assumed that it was because I introduced him to my ‘wonderful’ family.”

That last line caught his attention. “Something about you family that you were concerned with?” he asked, wondering what was so bad about them.

“Well, they were quite prejudice; they would make comments about unicorns and pegasus that sickened my husband at the time. Not only was he against prejudice ponies in general, he just happened to have relatives that were not earth ponies like him and I.” Mrs. Cake explained, as she started to clean the counter with a rag.

Surprised with the mixed background, Adalricus had to ask, “I didn’t know that there were ponies that have a mixed heritage; Mr. Cake was a ‘mutt’ as some would use that term?” Of course, he tried to make the question seem less offensive by adding a joking tone to it.

Mrs. Cake looked at him with the same reaction. “I am sorry Adalricus, but is it not normal for bi-racial couples to exist where you’re from? I assumed because you weren’t surprised to see your friend, a pegasus dating an earth pony.”

“Oh um,” Adalricus responded, unsure on how to explain himself when he obviously couldn’t mention of the changeling culture that he was used to. However, it took him only a few seconds to say, “Well I am just not used to seeing actual married couples that have a mixed background.”

“Well it’s not as if my husband is actually a pegasus or unicorn; only his family genetics have passed on each of those traits to my children,” Mrs. Cake explained.

A likely story, Adalricus thought, smirking at the idea. In all honesty he thought that Mrs. Cake’s children were from another marriage. That or possibly an affair, which was his first guess, but he actually felt pleased that Mrs. Cake was faithful.

“I am just happy that my family kept an open-mind after the twins were born. Prejudice ponies are just the worse in my opinion, and I am happy that I didn’t end up like them,” Mrs. Cake confessed.

Curious with her remark, Adalricus asked, “So how would you feel about seeing a pony with something that wasn’t another pony?”

Mrs. Cake obviously didn’t need time to consider her answer. “I wouldn’t mind at all. Heck I’ve seen a zebra with a griffin who run a really nice shop on the other side of Ponyville!” she proudly answered.

While Adalricus didn’t want to get ahead of himself and possibly reveal his true identity, he needed to know of her view on changelings. “Even if you saw a pony with a changeling?” he asked in a joking tone.

This time, Mrs. Cake opened her mouth but said nothing. She then closed her mouth and looked at him funny. “Um…”

Adalricus’ smile vanished. I thought so, he thought, before chuckling to laugh it off as if it were just a joke. He then turned his attention back to Pinkie Pie and his roommate, who seemed to be enjoying himself. It was funny, as Adalricus was still getting used to the idea that Raúl was really enjoying himself with a pony after what he’s said about them for years. But was this really Raúl enjoying himself, or just a false socialization to attract less attention?

Adalricus’ thoughts were interrupted as the sound of the doorbell had rung, indicating that another customer had entered the bakery. As he turned his head, he caught the scent of fresh spring lavender with a hint of roses smacking him across the face. He happily recognized the pleasant scent to be none other than Fluttershy herself, who looked around while walking towards the counter. She wore brown shoes, beige pants, and a brown outdoor vest over a green long-sleeve. A light-looking book bag was on her back, appearing handmade from first glance by a talented tailor. “Fluttershy,” Adalricus greeted her in a calm tone.

“O-Oh, hello Adalricus!” she greeted in return, not realizing that Adalricus was at the counter. She gave a pleasant smile as she stood in front of him and asked, “Did you sleep well?”

“Not really,” the changeling confessed. “But I think that I’ll manage…are you hungry?”

Fluttershy did show some concern when he answered her question, but she went along with the subject change. “I wouldn’t mind a raspberry pastry if the Cakes have any out right now…”

Nodding, Adalricus turned to see if Mrs. Cake was still around so she could service Fluttershy. However, when he realized that she was in the kitchen he decided to get it himself and placed it on a small paper tray. Of course, he was considerate to leave the proper amount of money on the counter as he got one for himself as well. Afterwards, he moved from behind the counter and asked, “So, do you have any plans for us to do today Fluttershy?”

“W-Well, I wanted to go to the mountains today; some special herbs that I use whenever the animals are sick grow up there. I am r-running low and I would like to restock before I run out. I-If you’re ok with going with me?” Fluttershy wasn’t entirely sure if Adalricus was up to the idea, as she didn’t realize that she forgot to mention such an errand until she woke up this morning. She did hope that it wouldn’t become a bother for Adalricus, as she did wanted to spend more time with him but not stop her duties as a caretaker for the creatures around her home. Luckily, Adalricus assured her that it was completely fine, and that he was looking forward to seeing more around the environment outside of ponyville.

“Perhaps I should change?” Adalricus suggested, as he didn’t think that he would need clothing that was more appropriate for the wild life. In fact, he was pretty sure that he didn’t even have such clothing, which was worrying for him.

“O-Oh um, I believe that would be best…” Fluttershy blushed as she looked to the side, embarrassed that Adalricus had to go through the trouble of changing his clothing for a trip that he just learned about. Oh…why didn’t I tell him last night?? she asked herself, feeling guilty for no good reason again. Stupid Fluttershy! she then told herself out of frustration.

However, Adalricus didn’t seem to really care as he went to his room to find some clothing that would be appropriate. As expected, he had nothing of the sort since he decided to buy warm clothing that was made for socializing. “I guess I’ll have to improvise,” he said, as he knew that Fluttershy was waiting for him downstairs. He didn’t like to keep one waiting for him longer than what was needed. Thus, he focused and engulfed himself with green fire. After it vanished, he looked himself in the mirror to find himself wearing dark blue pants, black boots, a black outdoor vest, and a red buttoned long-sleeve shirt. Pleased with his new look, he hurried downstairs to meet with his ‘date’.

When he arrived downstairs, Fluttershy was sitting with Raúl and Pinkie Pie conversing over something. Approaching them, he said aloud, “I am terribly sorry for making you wait.”

The three of them turned their attention towards him and unsurprisingly, Pinkie Pie was the first to speak. “Cool, I didn’t know that you like to travel outdoors Adalricus!” she had said with a smile.

“Oh um, yeah I saw another pony wearing a similar attire and I thought that it would be good to have similar clothing. In the event that I had the opportunity to go see the surrounding wild life,” Adalricus lied. Luckily for him, it didn’t take long to come up with an answer as Raúl looked at him with a raised eyebrow for a few seconds before realizing what he did.

While that answer should have satisfied Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie didn’t feel the same as she said, “But why would you buy clothing when you can always-”

Realizing that her outspoken nature could be bad for the changelings in disguise, Adalricus attempted to interrupt her. However, his wonderful loyal servant took action and pulled her close to him before saying, “You’re just too adorable, you know that?” With that, he smiled before pressing his nose against hers in an act of affection.

As expected, Pinkie Pie’s attention shifted to Raúl with widened eyes. She couldn’t help but blush with a deep shade of red as he pressed his nose against her own even more. Eventually, her stunned expression soon converted into embarrassment with a hint of enjoyment, as a small smile showed before she closed her eyes and tried to turn away.

Thankful for Raúl’s quick thinking, Adalricus turned to Fluttershy and asked, “Shall we go?” However, he then realized that Fluttershy had turned towards the opposite direction, blushing deeply and showcasing her discomfort towards the public affection between the other two. It was funny to Adalricus, as he still found amusement in the way how Fluttershy reacted towards many things in general. In a way, he found that to be quite cute. “Let’s go,” he suggested as he led her out of the bakery.

“T-Thank you,” Fluttershy answered quietly, standing outside with him in a much better mood. “S-So do you want to walk or fly? E-Either way is fine for me, i-if that’s ok with you,” she suggested. In all honesty, flying would make the trip only 10 minutes, whereas walking could be around an hour. She hoped that Adalricus would choose her personal choice.

Considering it for a bit, Adalricus did want to spend as much time having a conversation with Fluttershy today. “I would prefer walking if that’s ok with you. My wings are quite sore this morning,” said Adalricus. While not a complete lie, he was more concerned about how his body would react today. Even though no pain was felt on his wings as of now, why take the risk?

“W-Wonderful!” said Fluttershy, as she also wanted to spend as much time with him as possible.

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Fluttershy and Adalricus didn’t say much until they were in the outskirts of Ponyville. By that point, Adalricus felt like his usual self again and stopped walking as if he were half asleep. He did yawn every a few minutes or so, which Fluttershy took note of and began to question him more on his ‘lack of sleep’ from last night. However, Adalricus didn’t mind her curiosity as he appreciated that care-like trait from her. In fact, Fluttershy even suggested that they could look for some herbs that were known for helping a pony’s health. Adalricus gladly took on her offer, despite the possibility of it not benefiting changelings like him.

“They’re known for having a scent similar to mint,” Fluttershy explained. She examined the wild plant life surrounding them, before moving slowly under a fallen tree trunk held between two large rocks. Afterwards, she continued on with, “A-And I know that they’re recognized for having a maple ‘bitter’ taste.”

“Interesting,” Adalricus commented. Following her, his eyes wondered around with curiosity. “Good thing you know where we’re going to Fluttershy. I take it that you’ve taken this path many times before?” he had asked.

“Y-Yes I have,” Fluttershy admitted. “Sometimes, I rather walk and this path way seems to be the fastest to where I have to go.” Fluttershy continued to walk until they found themselves within a large open meadow. The meadow was at most a quarter mile wide by radius, with no particular hill seen as the grass flowed perfectly towards the next line of trees from any direction. Although, there were distinctive patches of flowers that caught their attention as they continued to walk through. While Adalricus began to lose interest, Fluttershy led them towards one of the patches.

After closer examination, Fluttershy squatted down and moved her hands along the flowers and soon pulled away with some odd-looking leaves. Smiling, she placed one in her mouth and began to chew before offering Adalricus his piece. After swallowing, she closed her eyes and commented, “Q-Quite bitter.”

Chuckling as he took her offer, he said, “I hope it’s not too bitter Fluttershy, since this is supposed to help me like you said.” Smirking as she gave a small smile from his tease, he caught the scent of mint before experiencing that promised maple flavor. “Ah, that wasn’t too bad,” Adalricus said, licking his lips. “Hence, I would not mind having another if there’s more,” he added.

“Oh, I am surprise that it’s not too bitter for you,” Fluttershy commented before giving him another piece. As she watched him chew on another leaf, Fluttershy looked to the side, trying to think of a subject that they could talk about. When she heard him commented on how he admired the mint scent that the leaves gave of, she decided to work from there. “So um, is mint your favorite flavor Adalricus?”

Adalricus shook his head. “I actually enjoy strawberry as my favorite when it comes to sweet flavors,” he told her. “My mother used to always spoil me with cakes that focused around that particular fruit. In a way…” Adalricus paused for a moment, thinking of the times that he would sneak into the kitchen at night as a young changeling. Sometimes, his sadistic best friend and servant would either go with him to satisfy his sweet tooth, or tell his mother of what he had planned. “…it often brings me back to simpler times when I was young.”

“Ah I see,” Fluttershy answered, blinking slightly as she gained more interest in Adalricus’ background. “Your mother must be quite talented with sweets!” she exclaimed, trying to sound upbeat like Pinkie Pie.

“What-” Adalricus started, but started to laugh much to her confusion. “No Fluttershy, my mother is terrible when it comes towards handling food; we had our own chef to prepare meals whenever we saw fit,” he explained.

“Your own…chef?” Fluttershy asked, blinking even more as she tilted her head. However, her expression changed when she realized what he was talking about. “Y-You come from a wealthy family??” she asked with surprise.

“Um, yes I am from one?” Adalricus said, unsure if it was fine for him to tell her or not. Was it uncommon for ponies to be wealthy, or at least living in Ponyville?

“Oh my, I didn’t expect you to be wealthy- i-if you also hold wealth from your family- A-Adalricus,” Fluttershy then said, trying her best not to offend him.

Confused with her statement, Adalricus asked, “Why does it ‘surprise’ you?”

“W-Well, you share a rented room with another pony and it’s quite small so-” Suddenly, Fluttershy turned red, after something occurred in her mind. By Celestia, he’s GAY isn’t he?! she cried in her mind, realizing that she could have taken his approach towards jer differently than what she originally expected. “I AM SO SORRY!” she shouted, turning completely red.

Now dumbfounded by her suddenly burst, Adalricus nearly fell backwards before shouting back, “W-Why are you ‘sorry’???”

“I-I-I-” Fluttershy had difficulty controlling her voice, as the volume continued to rise. “I DIDN’T THINK THAT YOU AND RA- I-I-I MEAN YOUR PARTNER WERE-”

“Wait, my ‘partner’? What are you-” Adalricus started, but then realized what she was trying to say. “I AM NOT GAY!!!” he shouted loudly, also turning red. WHY does every pony keep assuming that?! he yelled in his mind.

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Raúl continued to laugh as Spike wouldn’t stop telling him the story of how the day he experienced his growth spurt. The two of them as well as Pinkie Pie and Rarity were at an old fashioned diner that just recently opened. The two mares were in the restroom while Spike and Raúl had the table for themselves. It was odd meeting Spike when Raúl first arrived with Pinkie Pie, as he only met 3 other dragons in his life time, and they were a lot older compared to the young purple dragon who sat across from him. Regardless, dragons were an interesting bunch, as their general ‘long’ life experiences were entertaining to hear, and Spike did not disappoint.

“Wait, wait, wait, so you actually thought Pinkie Pie blackmailed the Cakes and you basically raped her? I can’t believe you actually fell for that fake story!” Raúl laughed, but not loud enough for the other patrons to hear. “Not many ponies would just easily tell that story to any other,” Raúl pointed out as he leaned back, trying to control himself.

“Yeah, I am not exactly a pony,” Spike pointed out with a harsh laugh. “Besides, I am telling you because I don’t want anyone else falling into any ‘traps’ set up by the Cakes,” he then added.

Still laughing, Raúl then said, “Still, that’s a crazy story Spike. Hell you should write your experience as an erotica and sell it!” He gave a crazy grin, clearly still struggling to control his laugher.

Surprised by his response, Spike then answered, “Oh please, who the hell would read a story about a dragon bucking 6 mares that were close to him before his balls dropped?”

“Ponies that aren’t prudes, that’s who,” Raúl said with a smirk. “That and bastards like me.”

Spike looked at him with a stunned expression, not expecting Raúl to actually give him an answer to his question. Realizing this, Raúl then decided to attempt making him feel better.

“Well from what it sounds like, Pinkie Pie did consent so it’s quite alright, right?” Raúl asked, controlling himself as he leaned forward again. “How many know of what went on between you two?”

This time, Spike looked at him with a ‘smile’. “Pinkie Pie spilled the beans between her friends…ha.”

This time however, Raúl stopped smiling, knowing that even this was nothing to laugh at. “You poor bastard,” he said with sympathy.

“Yeah well, the only weight that is on me is guilt. But hey, no one is mad at me and Pinkie Pie and I are still good friends,” Spike said, smiling softly with a ‘what are you going to do’ gesture with his arms.

Smirking at what Spike said, “If it makes you feel better, I somehow had a feeling; I knew the cakes were evil…”

Spike chuckled. “I like to use the term, ‘misunderstood’.”

This time, both broke into laugher for a few seconds before Pinkie Pie and Rarity returned and sat next to their respective lovers. “Sounds like you two are having quite the time together,” Rarity commented with a smile.

“Yeah, I love this dragon; he’s a lot of fun!” Raúl joked, winking at Spike who rolled his eyes at the gesture.

Pinkie Pie giggled. “Yeah, especially in bed!”

This time, the other three stared at her for saying such a comment so casually. That and because their server had just came to their table with their order, making the situation awkward.

“Um…enjoy!” the mare said, blushing as she quickly placed everything down and left.

“Man, you really don’t have any limits do you??” Raúl said, actually still having difficulty with coming to terms with Pinkie Pie’s nature.

“It’s called being ‘open-minded’ silly!” Pinkie Pie giggled, winking at him as she took a couple of fries into her mouth.

“Yeah huh…”

“You’ll get used to it,” Spike commented, as he pulled his milkshake towards him while looking to the side in embarrassment.

“Really?”

“No, of course not!” Spike said. “Hell even though it’s mutually agreed that you don’t question ‘Pinkie Pie Logic’…”

Raúl frowned as Spike was serious. “Well buck,” he commented, as he started to scoop his frozen treat with his fries. The combination of sweet and salty was beyond satisfying, as he felt somewhat envious of how other living creatures needed to eat, while it was only an optional body pleasure for his kind. Regardless, he was enjoying the moment as Rarity began to shift the conversation.

“So Raúl, I never got to clarify if you and Adalricus were planning to live in Ponyville permanently? I know that the two of you have been here for quite some time already, but you two don’t seem to work, hence I believe that you’re on vacation?” Rarity asked, enjoying her frozen treat.

Raúl was well-prepared for such a question, as he knew that the topic would come up eventually. “Yes, we are actually planning to live here,” he answered, keeping it simple. Nailed it, he thought proudly.

Unsurprisingly, Rarity was pleased with his answer before saying, “How delightful! I was quite curious since you two really seem to enjoy yourselves here. And you two also hold quite a positive reputation from other ponies.” Rarity smiled at Spike, who also held a positive impression with Raúl despite their mixed conversation before.

Pleased that no negative attention was brought over to them, he smiled before stating, “That’s good to know!”

Rarity smiled at his reaction. “Yes, even if there’s some odd rumors about you two,” Rarity commented, rolling her eyes at the idea.

Raúl however was a bit concerned about these ‘odd’ rumors about them. “Could you elaborate?”

“Hmm?” Rarity was drinking her milkshake through a straw. Pulling away slightly and wiping her still-clean mouth, “It’s quite silly really Raúl, but some rumors about you two being changelings started to emerge around the time you first arrived.”

“Changelings…?” he asked with a ‘smile’. Laughing convincingly, he asked, “What kind of rumor is that?” Who the hell? he thought, wondering if he or Adalricus had slipped up somehow. He shifted positions, leaning forward before drinking his milkshake in a calming matter.

“Oh well I also find it quite hilarious if we’re being honest,” Rarity giggled. “But apparently, Scootaloo started telling the other young ponies how one of you threatened to eat her if she did not leave you alone. And apparently, you were even willing to disclose your secret, to her!” Giggling at what she just said, Spike soon laughed afterwards.

“Seriously? That’s the reason why she what would even think that they’re changelings? What kind of idiot would purposely tell such a secret knowing that they could potentially be exposed?” Spike laughed, finding it more amusing.

“Yeah, he would have to be a complete dumbass,” Raúl commented, ‘agreeing’ with them with a laugh before drinking his milkshake. Raúl you bucking dumbass… In all honesty, he should have properly thought of what he was doing when that filly wouldn’t let up on him.

As expected, Pinkie Pie got into the conversation for obvious reason. “Yeah, I bet he would also be stupid enough to drop his disguise after getting stoned after accidently finding out that his neighbor does it and letting it take full advantage of his judgment which leads them into sleeping together and hooking up after she finds out his secret!” she explained while laughing.

Spike and Rarity laughed too, not noticing that it took only Raúl half a second to realize what she just said as Spike broke the laugher. “Yeah- wait what?” he asked, looking at Pinkie Pie with a raised eyebrow as Rarity just realized what she had said. “That sounded oddly specific-”

“Just let it go Spike,” Raúl advised, rolling his eyes and hoping for the best.

“But what she just said-”

“I am sorry, didn’t you just tell me to NOT question Pinkie Pie’s logic??” Raúl then asked him, with an annoyed expression.

As Spike was going to say something, he then decided that Raúl had a good point. Thus, he nodded and just refused to give it another thought before taking a sip of his milkshake. Thankfully for Raúl, Rarity did the same.

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“It’s fine Fluttershy; you don’t need to apologize for the misunderstanding…again,” Adalricus said with a slight tone of annoyance.

“B-But I-” Fluttershy started again.

“I said its fine! Really, I don’t like it when you’re over concerned about things,” Adalricus confessed, showing a frown.

Fluttershy looked up at him. He had led the way towards the mountain path that they were walking for nearly 10 minutes. Deciding to listen to him, Fluttershy gave in and said, “W-Well if you say that it’s f-fine…”

Smiling, he continued to walk and said, “So, changing the subject…”

Fluttershy nodded, giving a small smile before asking, “So can you tell me more about your family? Heck I don’t even know where you’re from.”

Adalricus stop smiling, which Fluttershy thankfully didn’t get to notice. “My family…well, I have a mother and father,” he told her.

“And what are they like?” Fluttershy asked curiously. “You haven’t spoken much about them,” she pointed out.

“Well my mother…is commonly like any other: protective, caring, wouldn’t be satisfied until I am spoiled to death,” he explained, lacking a joking tone.

However, Fluttershy didn’t take note as she giggled before saying, “My, she sounds like a loving mother! I hope to meet her someday!”

“Heheh,” Adalricus laughed, before looking away and thinking, I doubt that it would be a wonderful idea…

“And what of your father?”

“Huh? Oh…” Adalricus gave it some thought. “I…have a somewhat troubling relationship with my father; we rarely see one another.” Adalricus confessed honestly.

Fluttershy’s optimism lowered slightly as she heard those words. “Oh I am s-sorry to hear that. Does that mean that your parents…?” she asked, hoping not to offend him in anyway.

However, Adalricus felt comfortable talking about his father openly with Fluttershy. “Separated? Yes they are currently, but they hold a positive relationship together and there’s no hostility between them. Heck you could say that it was as if they were dating again,” Adalricus explained, wanting to believe that as he showed a smile.

Fluttershy returned the gesture, as she did not enjoy seeing a pony unhappy. Especially if it was somepony that was becoming close to her. “Ah, there it is!” Fluttershy said, taking notice of what was up ahead.

Adalricus’ attention shifted, as he then realized that they had reached their destination. Walking for a few more seconds, they came across flat land, giving them a break from the steep-nature of the mountain. Looking closely, Adalricus noticed a collection of bushes and shrubs holding a collection of eye-appealing flowers. However, Fluttershy was more interested in the herbs that were the reason for this trip.

“This will take a few minutes Adalricus, i-if that’s ok!” Fluttershy remarked, as she lowered herself and began to collect what was needed.

“No rush Fluttershy!” Adalricus answered back, smiling at what was before him. “I actually like the scene from here!”

Fluttershy yelped silently, as she thought that Adalricus was commenting on how her rear was sticking out since she was on her knees and had her lower body closer to the ground. Hence her face turned red as she just hurried to collect what was needed. She was self-conscious of how her sex-appeal attracted intimidating attention from males; it was no secret to her that her large rear and breasts were the talk of the stallions back in Ponyville, hence it was hard for her to feel comfortable around males in general.

However, Adalricus soon appeared next to her much to her surprise. “Alright, I think these will do,” he explained, holding up a nice collection of flowers. Without saying a word, he actually thought that some of these flowers would be nice in his room. Thus he started to pick a good amount of them for decoration. “Would you like me to collect some for you Fluttershy?” he offered.

Embarrassed that she misunderstood his previous remark, she simply answered, “S-Sure!” with a smile. She turned away and actually laughed in her mind, really enjoying how silly she felt around him. Seriously Fluttershy, what’s wrong with you?? she asked herself.

Oblivious to what was going on with Fluttershy, he started to pick out the same herbs that Fluttershy was collecting after he gathered flowers for her. It took only another minute before Fluttershy told him to stop, meeting the amount that was required as they both stood up.

“Thank you for your help Adalricus!” she said cheerfully with a blush smile. Her expression was quite adorable, as she looked at him with perhaps the brightest of smiles while her wings spread gracefully. While they only met recently, Fluttershy really liked Adalricus, and hoped that they could continue to socialize like this for a long time.

“Oh, I am glad I could help you,” Adalricus said, not realizing that he was also blushing. Looking at her expression, Adalricus couldn’t help but smile as brightly as her. Why couldn’t I ever meet a changeling like her? he wondered, as she would have prevented him from ever leaving his kingdom if she lived in it.

However, those thoughts soon went down a dark path, as Adalricus blinked and started to feel an odd sensation. “Uah,” he softly said, as he closed his eyes and nearly fell, dropping to one knee.

“Adalricus-?!” Fluttershy reacted quickly, and immediately came to him, reaching out for his hand. “W-What’s wrong??”

“Fluttershy…?” he asked in confusion, as he blinked while looking at her hand. Her touch was so…soft. “I…” He couldn’t finish his words, as this odd sensation was new to him entirely. He blinked a bit more, but felt hotter within each passing second as if he ran a mile nonstop without rest. Each breath he took seemed to make him sweat, as he blinked more and more while looking at Fluttershy’s concerned face. She then used both hands to hold his, trying to get him to give her an answer.

“W-What’s wrong?” she asked loudly, showcasing great concern as he seemed fine from first glance. However, what she failed to notice- (or at least give care to)- was how his free hand was placed softly on her cheek, rubbing it softly.

“I…I feel…odd…in a good way,” he answered with a smile, as his body sweated more and more, and his erection was growing within each passing second, raging and already leaking against his pants. Fluttershy’s beautiful lips were mesmerizing, as they looked soft and delicious, tempting him to have a taste as he licked his own softly. Her scent was simply wonderful, as it was nothing like fresh spring, but something even better. Something, that tempted him to move closer…

Author's Notes:

Lay your hands off my Fluttershy you son of a bitch...