Life was getting progressively interesting. Kamina's new appearance was throwing everypony for a loop; they didn't know how to respond to him. Mostly he got lots of...lusty looks, from both mares AND stallions. It seemed he was just attractive to almost everyone; he had some physical trait that turned an individual on, be it is plot, his flanks, his body, wings, head, forelegs, tail, SOMETHING got someone to eye him. And it was seriously ego boosting...until it just got creepy.

In fact; last week, when Photo Finish was in town, when she saw him, she actually offered him a job as a Playfilly model! Saying he was so sexy in so many different ways; that he'd make record sales. He turned it down though, since while his ego would have loved the idea of being ogled by millions; he was a prince, and the indignity would bring shame to his family. At least to the stuck-up nobles, likely his mom and aunt would just get a laugh out of it.

Speaking of his mom and aunt, when they saw him again after the rescue, they both looked...scared for a moment. He couldn't tell why; he asked if it was because of how chimeric he was now, but they said it was just unsettling to see that he was so powerful that his Will allowed him control over every aspect of his body. They were hiding something...something much more personal. Kamina knew better than to pry though; if they were afraid of his appearance, it must have been for a good reason.

Anyway, Fluttershy did get a job as a model for a week, but she quit because she didn't like it. She originally went for it since it paid well and Rarity supported her, but Fluttershy spoke her mind and said she didn't like it because it was so stressful. It was so much easier for Fluttershy to admit it because Spike; like the faithful, doting knight he (and Rarity) proclaimed him to be, was at the spa with them when Fluttershy finally managed to meet up with them, and he was able to easily see through Fluttershy's feeble attempts to make it seem like she was happy.

This, along with several other examples; Rarity and Spike were clearly an item, you wouldn't see them apart for long, and he'd pretty much moved in with her, he was almost never at the library anymore. Just as well, since Zecora and Trixie had taken his role as the caretaker, what with them enjoying cooking and the upkeep, their respective rugged lifestyles making such things a relaxing task rather than a chore.

Rarity had finally gotten the most recent measurements for Kamina yet again, and this time she made hims swear that he would stop growing/changing body parts. He promised, but he hoped he didn't add anything soon. He had manticore in him too, and it was hard to repress the urge to get a scorpion tail, but the words of his mares saying it would have been ugly helped him resist getting one...however cool it would have been.

Right now, Kamina was enjoying a relaxing train ride...alone. Because of his unsettling/arousing appearance, Kamina was getting uncomfortable with the ogling he was getting from complete strangers on the train, and retreated to the caboose to relax with Applejack's donated apple tree: Bloomberg. Yeah, it had a name. They were on their way to Appleloosa to donate this tree to AJ's cousin Braeburn, who invited her down to visit, and she decided to bring it to help her cousin out since he mentioned his orchard was having a little trouble, and Bloomberg was one of her fastest producing trees.

Kamina was sleeping when he felt someone get into the bed with him, and he opened his see-in-the-dark dragon eyes to see it was Spike, who nudged him over and laid next to him. “What's up bro?”

“Mph...dang mares, won't quiet down and go to sleep....” Spike grumbled and snuggled his brother, who snuggled back. They were even closer now, despite not spending as much time together. It might have something to do with Kamina now being part dragon. Their warm bodies quickly relaxed as they started snoring. Having awesome dreams of fighting legions of monsters together.

===//////>

“What are they?” Kamina's ear twitched at the whisper he heard inside the caboose, and barely cracked his eye open to see the train car filled with large brown masses, with a single small, lanky tan one at the front of them. “That one looks like a dragon, but what's the other one?”

“I don't know, we didn't expect to take any prisoners, but we owe it to them to at least be polite.” A female voice replied, and then clear their throat. “Um, excuse me, sorry to wake you.” She nudged Spike who was still sleeping like a log, but Kamina snapped his exposed eye open, startling the young buffalo heifer who was trying to wake them up.

“Yeah? What is it?” Kamina asked in a whisper, since he didn't want to wake up Spike and cause a situation.

“Um...sorry but...we're kinda kidnapping you on accident. We were just after the tree, but...yeah.” She replied awkwardly, and Kamina blinked at her.

“I'm royalty, specifically; the son of Princess Celestia, so...yeah; great choice in target. I'd go for a good amount.” Kamina smirked cheekily at her, making her blush in embarrassment for their goof-up. “Eh, whatever. I'm sure you were doing this for a good reason, and I have a lot of authority. Just chat me up on what's going on and I can see what I can do to help.”

She perked up, and her big, burly, tough bull buffalo companions all did as well. “Really? That would be great.” She backed away as Kamina nudged Spike to wake him up.

“C'mon little bro, wake up. We've got company.” Kamina didn't stop shaking him, but the kirin slept like a brick. “Want me to drop you like a brick? I will.” No response. “Suit yourself.” Kamina then roughly shoved his little brother off the bed, making him crash to the floor...where he kept snoring. “Really?” Kamina tapped his chin with an index claw, and smirked devilishly, before he leaned down to whisper in Spike's ear. “Rarity's all dressed up in faux leather bondage gear, ready to ride her stallion with a riding crop in hoof.”

“WHERE!” Spike bolted up, almost smacking against Kamina's head, but he'd been ready for that and bolted away just after he'd finished his dirty envisioning. “Huh? What time is it?” Spike asked as he looked around at the buffalo, that all gaped at the sight of him. “What? Is something on my face?” They bowed, to both his and Kamina's confusion. “Huh?”

“Oh great dragon! Forgive us our trespass!” She then prostrated. “We meant you no harm! Please spare us your wrath!”

“Whoa, whoa! What? My wrath? Lady; I'm as about to rage as I am to spit in your face, which is way down on the “not likely” area of the list, since I just woke up. Why would I be mad?” Spike got up, and stretched his still new kirin body, getting the heifer to blush at taking notice of him, and Kamina grinned.

“No thinking like that little heifer. Spike here's already claimed by a very, very possessive mare.” Kamina teased Spike who simply beamed with his eyes closed at the fact that yes; he has a special somepony.

The heifer pouted after she sniffed him, and found that he definitely had a mare's scent all over him. “Dang...oh well. Anyway; scratch being prisoners, you're officially guests. You're free to leave if you want.”

“No, we'll be paying your current camp a visit. I'll need to have a talk with your chief. Because even if I am a Prince of Equestria, and obligated to resolve this situation; you've stolen my friend's tree, and I can't just let that go. So lead on young heifer.” Kamina got out of bed and stretched himself, getting her...and a few bulls to blush too, and he groaned as he rolled his eyes. “I have a herd already. Not looking to add more.”

“Dang it!” Kamina was both amused, disturbed, and pleased that some of the bulls joined in on that shout. Hey, he may not swing that way; but to know that possibly straight males could think he's hot? Ego-boosting as hell.

===//////>

Kamina tried to avoid physical contact with any of the buffalo, because he had no idea if he could resist adding a trait from the physically imposing, muscular, and known stamina-freaks that were the buffalo bulls to his body. He was currently still in an argument with Animak over it as he sat in the tent awaiting the chief. {Look, it doesn't have to be external. I can just give us the muscle mass inside the torso.} 'I'm heavy enough.' {Are you a mare?} 'No-.' {Then fucking do it you pansy!} 'I promised Rarity!' {Internal only.} 'Fine, maybe...if the chief offers to shake hooves.'

“I apologize for the wait.” Kamina turned his head towards the deep, thundering voice, and saw Chief Thunderhooves of the Thunderhoof Tribe. He was an utterly massive buffalo bull, he was even bigger than most of the others, and his fur was a much darker, muddier brown. He wore a suitably massive headdress of red-tipped white feathers, sewn into a contrasting blue headband. “I was just returning from meeting with my foragers.”

“It's fine. Unlike most ponies in my station or similar position; I actually have patience and genuine forbearance.” Kamina waited for Thunderhooves to extend his hoof in greeting, and was both pleased, and disappointed in himself for being excited about it, when Thunderhooves did so, and he gently gripped it for a shake. {Got it~.} 'Damn....' {Oh~ such dense muscle mass....} 'You can be really creepy sometimes....'

“So...you are Prince Kamina right? I'd heard you'd become a sort of alicorn hippogriff, but you seem...more.” Kamina blinked, he was surprised something like that would travel down the horn this far south into no-pony's land. “I am sure you're surprised I even know of this, but being a chief of one of the five biggest tribes of buffalo remaining; I am required to keep in the loop of politics at least a little. However, out here; it is much harder to send word to the capital of our problems, especially since we're still a mostly autonomous factor in your country's governance.”

“Yeah, I can see how that can be an issue. Is there a reason why you haven't been able to contact us?” The chief became visibly enraged at Kamina's question, but it wasn't directed at him.

“Those-those blasted, thieving, trespassing PONIES are why!” Thunderhooves roared, making Kamina lean back in surprise at the outburst. “They settle our land, which was fine at first since we're nomadic; but they've planted their orchards on our ancient stampeding grounds! We are stuck here, because they have blocked our rightful passage on our usual route through the lands. We will not deviate on this. For many, many, many, many, many, many-.” Kamina zoned him out, kinda getting the point, but Thunderhooves went on for about a minute.

“I get it!” Kamina interrupted, and Thunderhooves blinked before he looked bashful of his rambling. “Okay, so, some ponies have violated the Equestrian Native Land law, and built on your tribe's property?” Thunderhooves nodded. “What town?”

“Appleloosa.” Kamina groaned as he rubbed his temples. “What?”

“Great~! Appleloosa is protected under the Equestrian Frontier Land law! Ugh...mom...why so many conflicting laws? Okay, so we can't just force them to move the orchard. They have legal right to have it wherever it can grow. Is there somewhere else with fertile enough ground for them to move it to?” Kamina was very, very thankful for his extensive lessons on Equestrian law right now. But when Thunderhooves wilted and shook his head, Kamina sighed. “There's nothing I can do. They can't move it.”

“But....” Thunderhooves sighed. “Not even a Prince can help us....”

“Look; why don't you compromise? We CAN make them open a path through the orchard so your tribe could stampede through it. So not only that; you'd be helping them too since your stampede would basically knock all the apples down for them. Have you ever had an apple pie before?” Kamina asked deviously, and Thunderhooves shook his head. “An Apple lives there. If he makes some pie; you'll think you've gone to food heaven.”

“Hm...I'll...consider it. I'd have to speak with Sheriff Silverstar about it.” Kamina blinked and looked confused, so Thunderhooves shared it. “What?”

“The sheriff? What about the mayor?” Kamina was really, really hoping-.

“What mayor?”

“Ugh....” Kamina really wished he had a desk to slam his face into repeatedly. “No~...now I have another legal issue to resolve! None of this can go through without the town having a mayor! WHY doesn't it have a mayor!” Kamina screeched, his slightly avian vocal chords adding a slight shrill to it, which made Thunderhooves cringe. “Okay, look; none of this can be resolved until Appleloosa has a mayor. Why it doesn't, I don't know. Not even it being a frontier town is an excuse; every town, by law, is supposed to have a branch of government separate from direct law-enforcement to ensure that neither is corrupted completely. Also, it is supposed to be set that way to ensure that not all the town's judicial and executive power is focused in one place. And right now, by law; Appleloosa isn't even a town without an executive form of government.”

“What does that mean?” Thunderhooves asked, as somewhat in/out of the loop as he was, he didn't know all the finer intricacies of Equestrian law.

“It means, Chief Thunderhooves, that as of now; they don't even have the protection of the Equestrian Frontier Land law. You now have the legal right to boot them off your land, and they'd be shit-out-of-luck about it, and be forced to pack up and abandon the town.” Kamina then leered at the chief, who while bigger in mass, was still cowed by the massive hippogriff's intimidating gaze. “You don't want to put hopeful, innocent ponies trudging back home, with no prospects left for them, would you?”

“N-no...not if I can help it....” Thunderhooves was seriously scared right now. It seemed that while fair to a point, if His Little Ponies were threatened; Kamina was a seriously dangerous being to be around.

“Good. I'm going to Appleloosa, I'm going to appoint a mayor, and we're going to get this conflict resolved. I'll be back with the news.” Kamina turned and left the tent, and paused in surprise to see Blitz, Gilda, and Pinkie all sitting around the fire with the other buffaloes and Spike. “Blitz? What're you three doing here?”

“Well, we were here to kinda save your flanks. But it looks like you had everything in hoof anyway.” Blitz ate a piece of fruit, and looked to the young heifer that Kamina meet earlier, whom he learned was named Little Strongheart. “Strongheart here's told us what's up. And I'm going to have a talk with the others about all this.”

“Don't bother; I've got it under control. I'll handle it.” Kamina stated, and sat down next to them. “What's the grub? I'm starving, and I don't want to have to resort to hunting.”

===//////>

Kamina, Blitz, Gilda, Spike, and Pinkie who was being held by Gilda, all flew to Appleloosa the next morning. When they landed, Kamina had to ignore all the gawking, once-overs, and even a couple cat-calls. As he trotted towards the obvious sheriff office, Kamina yelped when somepony actually had the audacity to spank his flank, and he gaped at the fluttery-eyed mare in a tavern dress who smiled and waved at him. He blushed and quickly sped up his trot. He might find it absolutely flattering, but damn, boundaries, seriously.

He walked right into the office without a knock, eager to get off the street as his friends all dispersed to meet up with the others who made it yesterday. “Well howdy there, I'm...uh....” The sheriff; Silverstar, a humble gray earth pony with black hair and gray eyes sporting a well-groomed mustache, wearing a blue faux leather vest, and a matching ten-gallon hat, paused and looked up in surprise at the exceedingly large and tall hippogriff that entered his office. “Um...how might I help ya youngin'?”

“Why is there no mayor?” Kamina cut to the chase, and Silverstar looked confused.

“What? Why're ya askin' that?” Kamina gestured for the sheriff to sit down at his desk, and when he didn't, Kamina glared at him. “Oh-okay sonny! I'll sit!” After the sheriff had been suitably cowed, Kamina sat in front of his desk, as this should be.

“I am Prince Kamina, Son of Celestia, Heir to the Throne, and therefore I have the political power to handle this terrible situation. As of right now; if you do not have a mayor elected within the next twenty-four hours; Appleloosa loses it's claim as a settlement of Equestria, and will be forced to vacate.” Kamina's enormous bomb made the sheriff gawk in horror, and start to sweat.

“W-what?! B-but I can't let that happen! I have a-!”

“Responsibility to protect these pony's rights. I know. But you do not have the executive authority to run the town.” Kamina sighed. “I will have no choice but to order Appleloosa to disband if you do not comply. It is the law sheriff, I'm sure you understand.”

“I do! But twenty-four hours?! That's impossible! We can't run an election that fast! Not even for a town this small!” Silverstar got up and paced about frantically. “Can't do that...can't choose by lottery either; been outlawed....” He paused, and blinked, before beaming. “Wait-a-minute! Can the pony who's been doin' most of the managing of the town be automatically declared mayor?”

Kamina blinked. “Um, yes, if that pony isn't you.” Kamina had to enforce that the sheriff isn't the mayor, and vice-versa. He could have run for mayor if there was already an existing office, but not in this scenario.

“Braeburn Apple! He practically runs this town!” Silverstar was ecstatic at the fact. “He's the one who done got the orchard runnin', set trade routes, keep contact with the government, AND set up the post-office!”

Kamina blinked in surprise. AJ had gushed about how responsible and talented Braeburn had been, but he sounded like he belonged behind a desk rather than on an orchard. “Yeah, that'll work, but only if he accepts.”

“Follow me! Gotta get him.” Silverstar galloped out of the office and Kamina followed by air. While having talons that could fight, grab things easier, and manipulate things more dextrously than hooves was awesome; they weren't as good at running fast, and he didn't like messing with his forelegs too much. He and Silverstar approached Appleloosa Acres soon enough. However, the sight that met them was far from ideal. It seemed the half of Kamina's friends was arguing with the other half, and Braeburn and...Little Strongheart? Were off to the side, looking on worried. “Quiet down! Quiet down!” Silverstar loudly interjected as Kamina landed. “This be lookin' dang close to bein' a mob! And there're no mob gatherin' here in Appleloosa! What in tarnation has got ya'll in such harsh moods?”

As the more level-headed members of the group, such as Twilight and Fluttershy explained, Kamina groaned at the fact that it was over the situation involving the Thunderhoof Tribe and the orchard. “Okay, let me stop you all right there; NONE of you have the legal right to involve yourselves in this. You were merely going to cause the situation to escalate. Please, stand aside. Sheriff?”

“You heard the Prince! This is official business. Business that can only be fixed by one Mister Braeburn Apple.” Silverstar gestured to the...whoa.... Kamina had to pause and actually take in Braeburn.

{What the...are we having a gay moment here?} 'Huh?' {That...admittedly hot stallion with the natural bedroom eyes, toned muscles, and shiny coat with the fiery hair and luscious green eyes! We're TOTALLY checking him out!} 'A-AM NOT!' {Pull those wings in!} Kamina was blushing, and snapped his raising wings to his side, only Blitz seemed to notice, but when he saw the blush, and looked to Braeburn, who was astonished about the situation and talking to the others about it, and looked back, he smirked. 'SHIIIIIIIIT~! Blitz knows!' {He's coming over! Act natural!}

Blitz had carefully exited the riveting conversation involving small-town politics, and plopped down next to Kamina. “Hey.”

“...Hey.” Kamina didn't fail to notice his lagged response.

“He's hot.” Blitz threw out there.

“Yeah...wait-no!” 'FUUUUUUUCK!' {You idiot and your flapping lizard lips!}

“Dude! It's totally fine! I'm checking him out right now.” Blitz leaned into Kamina and hummed as he looked at Braeburn. “Dem Apples just know how to make their stallions. Look at those eyes, his chiseled, curved jaw. His tense, tight, rippling muscles. The sensuous curve of his hard, toned flanks. Imagine, how big is he between those rock-hard thighs?” Kamina was ashamed to admit it...but FUCK...he was totally gay for Braeburn! He hissed as he clenched his wings tighter, his blush intensified, and his Captain Kamina was struggling NOT to come out.

'NO! You will NOT stand at attention!' <YOU CANNOT STOP THE SPERMTROOPER LEGION!> 'YES I CAN! STAND DOWN!' <NEVER~!> Kamina suddenly punched himself in the dick, shocking Blitz, and making him wince at just how damn painful it must've been. <No~ We shall have our revenge by giving you fantasies of Braeburn in bed~!> Kamina panted in exertion at having overpowered his libido, and hissed at the pain he had to endure to surpass it. {Holy fuck...you just had a battle of will with your own dick.} 'Trust me; I'm as freaked out as you are.'

“Dude! What the fuck?!” Blitz stage whispered in concern.

“Don't...talk...about this. Ever.” Kamina glared at Blitz, who chuckled nervously.

“No problem. Sorry about that. But dude; it's totally okay to have gay fantasies. Doesn't make you any less of a guy.” Blitz nudged him, but it didn't exactly cheer Kamina up.

“Coming from the dude who used to be a mare.” {You know we can turn into a chick whenever we want right?} 'Not helping!' {We could totally bang him.} <Yes! Totally!> 'Really?! You're both teaming up on me?!' {Yes.> 'WRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY~!'

“Prince Kamina? Your Majesty?” Kamina came out from his violent internal debate on his sexuality to see that the object of said homosexual thoughts was addressing him with a polite smile. “If you would; I'd be honored to accept the role of mayor for Appleloosa.”

“Yeah, yeah. Blah, blah, yada, yada; Sexy's the new mayor, gotta go.” Kamina teleported away, leaving the stallions save Blitz confused, and said stallion and all the girls blushing.

“What? But Sexy Stockings isn't here, she's workin' at the saloon.” Braeburn commented in confusion, leaving Blitz to sigh, since he was the only one who knew what was going on, and had to break his word to Kamina so soon.

Author's Notes:

Bwa, ha, ha, ha, ha~! You can blame this!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wGaxLF6ZAas

Admit it! Braeburn just makes you all excited don't he? HA HA~!