The Man Inside the Colt

Chapter 12: It’s just too soon

It was strange to come into the same place I was raped in, much more that it was just a few days since the incident.

I stood still, half naked in the middle of the room, while the unicorn with the curly purple mane looked over every inch of me.

“Hm… I would say a cobalt would complement those… eyes of yours,” Rarity’s said, as her hand traced over my chest. I spotted Twilight at the corner, her eyes trained on me and the mare, I couldn’t tell what was going through her mind, but I was sure that dreamy gaze of hers was probably me in a speedo.

I watched as fabrics of cloth floated around me, Rarity turned her attention toward Twilight, “Twilight… will you be a dear?” Twilight made some sort of sound in confirmation to the mare, “I seem to have left a spool of thread down stairs… can you please get it for me?”

“Yeah… sure.” Twilight said, as I heard the sounds of a chair scratched against the wooden floor, “I’ll be back in a minute.”

“Thank you dear!” Rarity called out, as Twilight left the room. When the door closed and we heard the sounds of clopping hooves on the stairs, she turned toward me with a smile on her muzzle, “Now that we’re alone.”

She grabbed the tuft on my chest and forced me to bend down. Our lips met and her tongue forced its way into my mouth.

Rarity breaks the kiss, a trail of saliva connected our muzzles together. She wrapped me in a hug and her chest firmly pressed against mine. I stared down into her sapphire blue eyes.

“You remember your promise?” She asked, my arms slowly wrapped around her. I smirked and her smile turned to a grin, “I’m glad you remember.”

Her head moved for a kiss and I bent down to meet her lips.

We stood there for a good while, until we heard the sound of hooves ascending the stairs, did we break away.

“I hope you’ll reconsider taking the cure,” She smirked, and I could feel her eyes stripping the rest of my clothes off, “until we have our fun.”

“If you want to,” I said, and kissed the tip of her muzzle, “We’ll need a place to be alone.”

“I can arrange that,” Rarity said, and the fabric was levitated around me, “how do you feel about going out to lunch?”

“Lunch… that sounds like a plan.” I nodded as I felt my stomach let out a pleased grumble. The door opened and Twilight stepped in with spools in hand.

“I didn’t know which one you want… so I grabbed all of them,” Twilight said, the spools were covered by a blue aura. They left the lavender mare’s hand and joined the floating parade of cloth.

“Thank you Twilight,” Rarity said, her voice like a chime from a glass, “Now… let’s get to work.”

I was a bit surprised how fast she could fashion a shirt, especially once she had a plan together. It seemed that the majority of the time I spent in the seamstress’s room, was spent deciding on a color and taking my measurements. Once the mare had it down, the shirt was made in seconds.

“Wow… that was fast,” I said, as I put the shirt on, “and it’s… form fitting.”

“Why of course,” Rarity said, her chest puffed up, “I do my best… even in such a short time.”

“You are understating things… Rarity,” Twilight said, she circled me and observed every detail. Twilight clapped her hands together, “So… why don’t we head to the spa and…”

“Oh that can wait Twilight,” Rarity cut in, her horn glowed and a purse matching her coat moved toward her. Rarity walked up next to me, her arm wrapped around mine, “Why don’t we go out to lunch first… I’m sure we can all use some food.”

“But...” Twilight began, she looked at us with her mouth trying to form words.

I raised my free hand to cut her off, “I agree… I’m getting kinda hungry myself.”

Twilight looked between us, she sighed then nodded, “Fine… I could use a bite myself.”

Rarity let out a squeal, and nudged me to start moving.

We made our way out of the building, Rarity crushed my arm between her breast. Twilight on the other hand, looked at us and had this questioning look about her. I acted like it was nothing, and continued to escort the mares.

Ponies around us looked on, with either raised eyebrows or glares. One of which came from a purple dragon.
“Spike!” Twilight said, and walked up to the purple drake, “How’s Owlicious?”

“He’s fine Twilight,” Spike said, but kept his gaze toward us, “Fluttershy’s says that it was just a sprained wing… she’s going to bring him over later this afternoon.”

“Really?” Twilight, clapped her hands a wide smile on her face, “That’s great news!”

Spike nodded, while his reptilian eyes trailed our approach. We stopped next to the two, and Rarity greeted the drake, “I’m so glad that your friend is okay… after hearing the news of those books falling on him.” Rarity shuddered with my arm still between those marshmallow orbs, “I thought of the worst.”

“Luckily it’s only a sprain.” Twilight sighed, but smiled nonetheless. We stood in silence for a few seconds until it was broken by the purple dragon.

“So what are you guys up to… and who are you?” He asked, but through it all he glared at me with hate in his eyes.

“Oh him?” Twilight pointed a thumb toward me. She looked to me then the dragon, “Spike I believe you know Button.”

Spike stopped his spiteful stare, and I watched with fascination as those eyes of his grew wide. His mouth moved to form words, “Button… as in that little colt?”

“Little?” I asked and raised at the dragon’s statement, “I’m taller than you even with this curse.”

Twilight turned to me with a dumbfounded look, “It’s not a curse.”

“Some magical plant that turns people into walking jokes is not a curse?” I said, and stared into her purple eyes, “If that isn’t a curse… then I don’t know what is.”

She was about to retort something, but a loud grumble echoed around us. We all stared at the lavender mare, a blush formed on her face.

“Hehe… well will you look at that!” Twilight smiled, she suddenly turned and started to move forward, “Let’s go get lunch.”

I tried to hold back laughter, but I snorted and felt the elbow of the mare next to me. I turned to face her with toothy smile plastered on my face. She almost laughed, but coughed into her free hand instead.

“Lets… get a move on shall we?” Rarity nudged me forward, and like an obedient dog, I obeyed my mistress’ orders.
Spike trailed behind us, while Twilight picked up speed.

“It really wasn’t that funny,” Rarity whispered, her hand clenched around mine.

“You're right,” I said, as I tried to kill off the laughter that threatened to break free, “ but you have to admit… that it just played out perfectly.”

Rarity shook her head, but I didn’t ignore the fact she held back a giggle of her own.

“We’re here!” Twilight announced as we reached a cafe or better yet, the only cafe in this town. Why we only had one cafe but a bunch of restaurants was a complete mystery to me.

We took a seat outside, especially with the weather so clear and sunny.

“I’ll have the...” I looked over the menu, while the waiter stood at attention. They only had sandwiches and nothing was speaking to me I looked at the waiter and hoped my question won’t make him squeamish, “Do by chance have any fish?”

He was a bit taken aback by my question, but he kept his sales pony face, “Yes we do… we have fried fish with a side of fries.”

“Then I’ll have that,” I said, and closed the menu. The waiter nodded, retrieved our menus and headed into the kitchen.

I took a sip from my glass of water, while the slackjawed expressions of the ponies and dragon threatened to make me spew the water through my nose.

“Y-you eat meat?” Rarity asked, as she tried to compose herself.

“Meat?” I raised an eyebrow at her question, “I’m not sure about meat… but fish… definitely.”

I smiled and took another sip from my cup, all the while I looked at the dragon. His facial features contorted between shocked and disgust.

“What’s wrong with you?” I asked the drake, but he looked away from me. “Okay… then!” I turned toward Twilight, “So I’ve been meaning to ask but… are there other dragons out there?”

Twilight nodded, “There are… but they’re rare sight in Equestria.”

“I see.” I tapped the table, a habit of mine when I’m in thought, “So how’d you two meet?” I pointed to Spike then the mare, “Cause what I know about dragons… let’s just say there’s good and bad.”

“And what would you know about dragons?” Spike asked, a puff of smoke left his nostrils.

“Baaz mal dovah (plenty little dragon),” I said, but he just looked on in confusion, “Dreh hi ni tinvaak dovah vun (Do you not speak dragon tongue)?” He just looked more confused, and Twilight tried to process what I had just said, ’Huh that idea went down the crapper… so much for those three years of high school.’

“D-did you just speak dragon?” I turned to Twilight, her eyes wide. Her mouth then formed a huge grin, “You did just speak dragon.”

’Holy shit… it’s actually a language here.’ I looked at Twilight as the corners of her muzzle rose, ’But wait a minute… how can she… how can a language based off a game be one here… why is she looking at me like that?”

Twilight’s happy disposition retracted into a frown, “How is it you that speak the dragon language?”

I sat there with my mouth open, not sure how to respond to her question. Luckily Rarity gave some time to think.

“Twilight dear,” Rarity said, distracting the mare from her question, ” what do you mean he speaks… dragon?”

Twilight turned to the white unicorn, “Remember when Spike went on the dragon migration?”

Rarity nodded and I couldn’t help, but listened in. All the while formulating a plan to ward off any suspicion or be a dick moment, either way they’ll try to piece through the lie.

Rarity nodded to Twilight’s question as she continued, “While we we’re in that costume… I was able to hear some of the dragon’s conversations and note them down.” Twilight turned her attention toward me. “And somehow… you can speak it.”

The table grew silent, and I took this opportunity to play my trump card.

“To tell you the truth… I don’t know how I know it but I just do.” I shrugged my shoulders, then took another sip from my cup. She looked at me and tried to ask a question, but Spike beat her to the punch.

“Then what do you know about dragons?” He asked, and as I looked at him, his eyes had this odd emotion behind it. Something that I couldn’t put my hand on.

“I… I get these odd ticks so to speak.” I pointed to my head, and his face slowly fell, “I can’t remember much… but I do get some trickle of who I was.”

The fins on the sides of his head, fell and he looked positively down, like someone beat a hungry baby otter with a fish.

“Then what did you say to him?” Twilight asked, and turned away from the sad faced drake.

“I asked him if he could speak in the dragon tongue.” I answered, while I placed a hand under my chin, “Come to think of it… it’s been something I wanted to say to him for a while now.”

Twilight clapped her hands and I could see her eyes sparkle, “Then would you mind teaching me?”

“Sure… I guess?” I said, a bit reluctantly since she somehow magicked a pen and paper. I quickly added, “But you’ll have to give me some time… it’s not something I can easily do.”

Like the dragon, she fell but luckily the waiter saved my ass from another day down the guilt trip road.

“Here are your orders.” He said, and placed our orders in front of use.

“Thanks!” I said, and I began to dig into my meal. The mares and dragon looked on with a bit of apprehension, and as I bit down on the crunchy flesh they cringed.

Though I stopped paying attention to them as the flavor of the moist fish, hit my taste buds. I couldn’t help, but grit my teeth at the blandness of such a dish.

“Is something wrong,” Rarity asked, and she looked worried at my sudden change in mood.

“No… everything's fine.” I said, and grabbed the salt shaker. Sadly they did not have any pepper, something I need to look into later.

“By the looks of it… you're not okay,” Twilight said, and I just sighed as she continued to pester me, “What’s wrong… with your dish?”

“It’s bland… okay?” I said, and took another bite from the crispy skinned meal. I swallowed and looked down at it, “It’s crispy on the outside and moist on the inside… but it’s just so bland.”

“Well you can’t really blame a pony.” Twilight grabbed a fry and dipped it into a red sauce, “Hardly anypony eats fish… usually the griffins that come by every so often do.”

“Still…” I stabbed into the mass of white perfection, “They could at least have cooked it with salt.”

Twilight shrugged and dove into her sandwich, while Spike gobbled down a pile of fried hay. Rarity on the other hand dantly ate her meal, and I just ate my fish with a side of moping from every bite.

I was halfway through, until I heard my name called out.

“Button!” I turned to spot mom, who drunkardly approach my table with Colgate to her side.

“Hey mom!” I gasped as she plunged my head into her tits and squeezed the day lights out of me.

“There’s my big boy!” She broke the embrace, then proceeded to plant a kiss on my forehead. She then began to nuzzle me and I could only turn to the blue unicorn that followed her.

“Care to ah… explain why my mom is so touchy?” I asked, and Colgate just sighed.

“Her tooth was pretty bad… so I had to give her the gas.” Colgate levitated a couple of chairs toward us, while we moved to make room for the two mares. As they took their seats, Colgate looked me over a smirk on her muzzle, “Wow… she told me what happened… but I still can’t believe it.”

I shrugged, and mom laid her head on my shoulder. I shoved a piece of fish into my mouth, and mom started to doze off on my shoulder.

“Wow… if I didn’t know you two were mother and son,” Colgate said, and took a sip from my cup, “You two look like a proper couple.”

I stared at Colgate, her face in an odd dreamy way. I just continued to eat, while the other ponies and dragon had conflicted emotions on their faces. Mom just slept on my shoulder, I took my napkin and wiped off the drool that slipped from her muzzle.

“You know.” Colgate looked at me, and smiled, “You really do remind me of your dad.”

“My dad?” I turned to look at mom, then back to the mare, “How so?”

She placed a hand under her chin, and struck a thinkers poise, “I can’t really...” She snapped her fingers and grinned at me, “Now I got it… you and him are both really good looking stallions…” She paused to look me over, “But it seems you have beat.”

“Really now?” I said, as I tried to hold back laughter, “So is that the only thing I have in common with my old man?”

“No.” Colgate sheepishly smiled, when she realized what she just said, “But I have to say… your dad was a pretty popular stallion.” She looked over my shoulder and smirked, “Like father, like son.”

I raised an eyebrow, and turned to see what she meant, there in my vision were mares. They looked at me, and I could feel my clothes being ripped off.

I turned back to the unicorn, “What’s that all about?”

Colgate smiled and just said, “Like father, like son”

“Okay,” I said, and continued to with my meal. The others did the same, while a waiter brought a menu for Colgate. Mom drooled on my shoulder and single thought plagued me, ‘Did she just say was?’