Nothing important happened for a few days, so I haven’t really written anything about them. I spent some time cuddling with Twilight, had tea with Rarity and Fluttershy, talked to a local glass blower about making me a bong, and did some random scrapbooking with Pinkie to pass some time. I didn’t feel like writing about those days, so deal with it, Twilight. I probably already told you what happened, and if you’re not Twilight or myself, you should try crossing a busy street without looking both ways. Preferably a highway.

I woke up in a pretty good mood. I would most likely be able to go see Twilight, Rainbow told me that there wouldn’t be a cloud in the sky, and my coffee was even stronger than usual for some odd reason. The day was looking up early on, though I had a sneaking suspicion that something was going to come along and ruin that for me, but nothing happened. I made breakfast for myself and Rainbow, though I’m pretty sure the only reason she even got up was because she heard me scrambling eggs in the kitchen. I couldn’t blame her for following her stomach since I’d basically done the same thing, but I did point out that her lack of etiquette was a little off putting.

Rainbow straightened up after that and didn’t even bother asking if she could help me clean up. I found that to be rather rude since she’d eaten my food and invited herself to stay the night, but I wasn’t about to let it get to me at the moment. I was having a good morning and I wasn’t going to let anything bother me. There was even plenty of jerky for me to have a snack and I could have cooked myself a steak, but I didn’t want to go overboard too early in the day.

A surprise came around noon while I was writing. Instead of knocking on the front door like normal people do, someone had walked onto my porch and into my house. I heard the door open from the living room and grabbed Nacht off of the mantle to my hearth, preparing to strike down the foolish fuck who’d just up and wandered into my house before I saw the intruder. I quickly snuck my way into the kitchen and waited for them to come in further, but I heard them start complaining.

“Why do the Urbane always have to have such monstrous nests?” A distinctly feminine voice bitched. “I swear, the Ponies only know how to make testaments to vanity.”

Alright, so I could deduct from the lady’s words that she wasn’t a Pony and that she didn’t like modern society, but that didn’t tell me anything else about her. She didn’t have the gruffness of a Naga or the accent of a Gryphon. There wasn’t any of the telltale arrogance of Dragons in her voice either, so I decided to form my tentacle and keep it at the ready as I rose. I stood up and looked around until my eyes located another Human.

Another fucking Human.

Our eyes met and she glared at me, but I was too busy drying to draw in as many of her features as I could. Once I was actually paying attention, her slender form stood out to me; she was far too small to be healthy. Her hair was an inhuman red that was bright and bold, her feet dainty and a little pointed. I noticed that she had pointed ears like an elf, an angular face like an elf, and wore a dress that seemed to be made of leaves. Like an elf.

“Hey! You! Is this your nest?” She demanded testily.

“Damn straight, bitch.” I snapped. “Who the fuck told you that you could just walk the fuck in like you own the goddamn place?”

She recoiled at my tone. “I am obviously not a dog or a wolf!”

I curled my lip. “It’s an insult, dumbass. Why the fuck are you in my house?”

She crossed her arms and continued glaring at me. “I don’t like your tone!”

“I don’t like you walking in my fucking house!”

“Well deal with it!” She huffed.

I hefted Nacht and flipped it casually. “Give me a fucking reason.”

She seemed to lose a lot of her steam when she realized I was armed. “...Maybe we could talk this out?”

“Maybe we can take this outside.” I said adamantly.

She perked up a bit. “I do prefer to be out of your Urbane nests.”

I laid Nacht down on the standing island and started walking toward her. She turned on her heel and headed toward my porch, but she didn’t stop and continued until we were on my lawn. Once she stopped, I leaned against my house and levelled a stern glare at her.

“So who taught you that invading someone’s home is okay?” I asked harshly.

She shrugged. “I go where I want.”

“Not in my fucking house. Do it again and I’m arresting you.”

The elf gave me an odd look. “I know what that word means, but I don’t think you’re using it right.”

“I’m saying that I will hold you against your will if you stroll into my house without being invited inside. I know my scent is all over the place, and if you’re from where I think you are, then you should know that territory matters.”

She shrugged again. “Try if you want, but there is no holding a Dryad.”

“There is when I can leave you unconscious for days on end.”

She sobered up. “...Are you the source of the Dark Magic I’ve been feeling?”

“Most likely. Why did you come into my house?”

“I guess I was looking for you.”

A long moment of silence passed before I made a ‘go on’ gesture. “I was curious. That’s all there is to it.”

“That’s fucking stupid. I really hope you don’t expect most creatures of any kind to be happy about that.” I snarled.

She pouted. “Most animals are happy to see me, but I understand why a Dark Dryad would be less than thrilled.”

“I’m not a Dryad; I’m a Human.” I stated.

She tilted her head. “I don’t think I’ve ever heard of one of you.”

“I’m the only one in this world. Why are you inspecting the source of Dark Magic?”

“I’ve answered all of your questions! Why don’t you answer some of mine!?”

“I’ve answered a few of yours, you just don’t ask many questions.” I folded my arms.

She copied me and pouted some more. “...What’s a Human?”

“Something like you, but without pointy ears or magic. What’s your name?”

“If Humans don’t have magic, then why do you have so much of it?” She challenged.

“Because I’m not good at staying dead. Your name?”

“How do you not stay dead? No one comes back to life.”

“I do. Now if you’d quit being a rude twat: What’s your fucking name?”

She turned her nose up at me so I swatted her thigh with my tentacle. “Ow! That hurt!”

“It was supposed to. I swear, you must be brilliance incarnate.” I spat sarcastically.

“Brilliance? I’m not shining.” She rubbed her thigh and glared at me.

I rolled my eyes. “Great, I meet the most childish Dryad out of the bunch. That’s just my luck too.”

She huffed. “I am very mature for my age! The Matron even said so!”

“Then she lied. Who’s The Matron?” I asked.

She ignored the first part. “The Matron is the original guardian of the Gose Baio and the Lasai Baio. She’s been around since before the Watcher was even a hatchling.”

“Interesting. So are all of you ancient like her, or do you have finite lifespans?”

“Dryads don’t live forever, but I’m still young. I have another five hundred years before I’m even middle aged.” She said proudly.

I raised a brow. “Alright then. Do you have any questions for me?”

She tapped a finger to her chin a few times. “Well, I’d like to know why you can see me and talk to me.”

“Because you’re standing in front of me.” I said drily. “I’m guessing that Ponies can’t see you.”

“They can’t. You have to spend a lot of time in the Everfree and absorb some its aura to see most of us. We can show ourselves, but I thought that you were just a Dark Dryad.”

“What are those anyways? Dryads with Dark Magic?”

“Well, kinda. They’re like the spirits of plants like nightshade and hemlock. Nothing good ever really comes from messing with them and they’re happy enough to be left alone.”

“That’s interesting. Do you even have a name?” I inquired.

“Why do you keep asking for my name?” She huffed.

“I’d like to know who I’m talking to.”

“I don’t have one.” She sniffed. “Most Dryads don’t leave their trees, so we don’t really have a need for them.”

“Why not just tell me that and save us some trouble?” I asked irritably.

“You Urbanes are always so strange. I thought that you might give up eventually once you realized that I wasn’t going to say anything else.”

I gave her a bored look. “I’m persistent like that. Is there something I can help you with, or are we just going to have a chat?”

She seemed scared by that. “...Are you going to hurt me?”

“You’re not intruding on my property anymore, so no. Knock on the door and don’t just let yourself in, and I could see myself dealing with you for an hour or two.” Not that I’d put my dick in your crazy arse.

The Dryad tilted her head. “I thought you just wanted me to leave you alone.”

“No, I wanted you out of my house. You’re out of my house.”

She looked around and started wandering toward my greenhouse, so I followed her and let her in when she couldn’t figured out the sliding door. When she looked inside, she beamed brilliantly and started stroking the plants on occasion until she came to the little saplings that were beginning to grow taller. When she started singing to them, I could see them grow right before my eyes, although I wasn’t really all that surprised. The Dryad rose and bounced over to me, but nothing jiggled or wiggled due to her slim physique which saddened me a little.

“You take really good care of your plants for a being of Dark Magic!” She said happily.

“I like to burn them when they grow mature.” I smirked.

She shrugged. “At least you consume them for some other reason than just to make a silly nest. I don’t see why you would do that, but it’s not really my problem.”

“Would you like to try some good old fashioned cannibalism?”

She gave me a look. “I don’t eat stuff like Ponies do.”

“Would you like to burn some of these plants and inhale the smoke through a special tool is what I’m asking.”

“Oh. Well, I guess. It’s not like eating them, right?”

“Do you have lungs?”

“I dunno.”

I shrugged. “Then probably not.”

“That’s good enough for me. Why are we inhaling the smoke?” She asked.

“Because the effects are fun. Does your dress come off?” I asked casually.

She tilted her head for a moment and tried tugging at the leaves of her dress. They didn’t budge. “I guess not. I never really thought about it.”

I don’t think imma fuck it. “That’s odd, but I’m guessing that you’re part tree anyways, so it makes sense. Come on, I’m formally inviting you into my house.”

Her eyes went wide. “You’re not going to cut me down with that knife, are you?”

“Are you going to give me a reason to?” She shook her head quickly. “Then probably not. I’m giving you a name so I can address you by it.”

“Why would I need a name?”

“I just told you, Brilliance.”

“Is Brilliance my new name?” She looked at me expectantly.

“It sure is, love.”

“Why call me Brilliance if you’re going to call me love?”

“Because reasons. Let’s get a move on.”

And so we did. I took Brilliance inside, though she still didn’t like my house until I showed her the hot tub. I had her wait in the loo while I went to go change into something I didn’t mind getting wet and hopped in, giving her a hand since she was scared of it. I may or may not have seen that she had no genitals at all, so I couldn’t lay her even if I wanted to. Don’t get me wrong, she’s totally beautiful in an elfish kinda way, but her personality was just too… Immature, I guess. I didn’t like the way she seemed to pout at every other thing I said and when she told me that she was fifteen hundred years old, I wondered if befriending her would really be the best option since she was going to live as long as I would, at least, from this point forward.

I put those thoughts aside and wondered if Brilliance was going to drown in my hot tub. She’d sunk under the water a few times and I pulled her back out, but her hair seemed to grow brighter every time she went under, so I stopped pulling her back up. She stayed under the water for three minutes in one go before coming back up. She wasn’t even gasping and I wondered how long she could really go, but when she put herself in my lap, I was more worried about how light she was. I’m certain that I could pick her up with one hand if I really felt like it, and lifting her off of my lap hadn't exactly been difficult.

Brilliance was as cheery as Pinkie when we got out of the hot tub. When we were out, she dried almost immediately and she seemed to have filled out quite a bit while we were in there. I wasn’t paying attention or anything, but she’d gone from an undeniable A-Cup to a modest B-Cup and her posterior was a little plumper than when we’d gotten in, but I attributed that to trees liking water or some shit. I took a little longer to get dry, but by the time I was done, Brilliance was gone and I couldn’t help but wonder if she’d just wandered around my house some more.

A quick walkthrough proved that she was actually gone and I couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed. She was the most human thing I’d seen besides Noir in her own human form, but I tried to let it go as quickly as possible. She wasn’t human, she was barely sane, and I didn’t know her that well anyway, despite the talk we’d had in the tub. Still, I wanted to go visit Twilight for a little bit to clear my mind, so I threw on a tighter shirt and made my way into town.

I saw my favourite waterfowl while I was walking at their lemonade/grape stand and said hello. They actually had some lemonade for reasons unknown, so I dropped them a bit and grabbed a paper cup full that I’d had to pour myself. How they managed to make it? I didn’t know. What they planned on doing with the bits they earned? I didn’t care. Why they’d put grapes in the lemonade? Fucking beyond me, but it was good and the grapes were nice and sour, so I considered it a net positive and went on about my day.

When I got to Twilight’s, Spike answered the door and we bumped knuckles on the way it. Twilight was in one of her moods, so Spike was keeping his distance as best he could and I took in her disheveled state: Her blouse was only half buttoned, her skirt was on sideways, and she’d only worn one sock to go with her shoes, so I strode over and ignored everything she said to me in favor of clearing her mind with a kiss. She resisted a little at first, but when her hand pressed against my half of our book necklace, she relaxed and let me have control.

I pulled away and looked at her for a moment. “What’s got you in such a tizzy, cherry?”

Twilight looked at me strangely. “How did you know I’ve been worked up?”

I hooked my finger into the front of her bra. “I pay attention.”

She blushed and turned around, but I came up behind her and started undoing the buttons she’d messed up before correctly buttoning her blouse. “Thank you.” She said softly.

I gave her a kiss on the cheek. “You’ve got to fix the rest of your outfit too, cherry.”

Twilight giggled nervously and righted her skirt as she lead me upstairs to find her other sock. Once we’d gotten her settled down, we sat on her bed and she started drawing shapes into her comforter. “I’m sorry I’ve been in such a mood, but I was worried when you didn’t come by earlier…”

I grabbed her hand. “It’s no problem, but you should have written me a note or something. You could have stopped by.”

Twilight lived up to her pet name. “I wasn’t really thinking clearly. It’s that time of the month again.”

I sighed. “Is that why you were coming onto me so hard in Bridleland?”

She wouldn’t meet my eyes. “It’s a part of the reason, but not all of it.”

I waited for her to say something else, but she clammed up. “What’s the rest of the reason, cherry?”

“Well… I just think I’m ready…”

I grinned. “What if I told you that we could have sex but still wait until our wedding night?”

Twilight whipped her head to me and her eyes bored holes into mine. “What do you mean?”

“I still have my virginity as a woman and I’d like to give it to you. I want you to take my cherry, cherry.”

“B-But I’ve never done that as a stallion! What if I hurt you or I’m not good at it or-”

I put a finger on her lips. “I don’t expect you to be good, I’m assuming it’s going to hurt, and there’s no other way I’d rather have it. As long as I can give it to you, I’ll be happy.”

Twilight held my hand. “A-Are you sure? I mean…”

“You’re willing to give yours to me, so it’s only fair that I reciprocate. Whenever you’re ready, just let me know and we can do it.”

“I… Max, what about what you told me? You said you don’t put anything in down there because it freaks you out so bad you have panic attacks, right?”

You have me there. “I’d be willing to give it a shot with you anyways. You don’t even have to be a guy. We can go buy a nice toy and you can have fun that way.”

“I don’t know… I don’t want to make you uncomfortable…”

“Then try and make it more comfortable for me. I expect a great deal of kisses and foreplay to be involved.” I smirked playfully.

Twilight leaned over and kissed me, and the next thing I knew, my chest was heavier, my shirt was way too damn tight, and I had some more room in my trousers. “Alright, so we’re going to the joke shop with me as Roxy?”

Twilight nodded as I was stripping off my shirt. “We are. You still have clothes here, right?”

“I should if you left them in that chest.”

She magicked it open and a few things came out, but I had her pick out matching livery since I’m anal like that about how I dress. Twilight helped me fasten the bra, but let me get dressed normally, though I noticed that her eyes lingered as I did. I made sure to give her a good view and tried to be as sensual as possible, but when I went to put on the knee length skirt she’d picked out for me, I nearly fell over and she laughed.

Once I was dressed and ready for the day again, I lead the way outside and we took our time heading over to the joke shop since there was nothing else to do. When we got there, I showed Twilight a blue vibrating strap-on, but she wanted one in purple, so we didn’t get the one I’d picked out. I also purchased a wand that used magic to create electricity and asked if she minded giving it a shot. Twilight agreed on the condition that we use it on me first, though it’s not like I had any problem with that at all.

Twilight sent a note to Spike while we were walking, but I had her rewrite it because it was simply illegible even though she’d used magic to try and get it right. We actually stopped in place so she could put some focus into it and we sent it away so we could engage in super hot lesbian sexual healing.

I miss listening to Marvin Gaye.

I reminded myself to just jam out with Noir for a few hours and invited Twilight to join us when we did. She was all for it, but she wanted to try out our new toy before we did that. I warned her that Noir would know that we just did the mad sexums, but Twilight assured me that she’d made her peace with people knowing about us doing illicit things when her brother caught her with her legs open. Apparently she’d sparked a correspondence with him and asked if he’d seen me having sex, and he’d told her that he had, but that he didn’t know who with. Twilight assured him that she was still a virgin, but that I’d asked her permission beforehand so it was okay. I imagine that it had been quite awkward for both parties.

Once we got back to my place, Twilight practically dragged me up to my room so she could have herself a little fun. We stripped each other down and I showed Twilight why using your mouth to remove panties is far more fun than using your hands. My lover asked why I suddenly had a symbol on my breast and I told her that it was something I could explain later. She got the point when I pushed her onto my bed and started planting kisses up and down her thighs, taking my time before getting to the main event. I wanted both of us to get off at least twice before we tried anything with penetration, so I made Twilight lay back and enjoy the ride.

I knew how to work Twilight in just the right way after having spent so much time with my tongue dancing around her clit and lapping up her nectar. It was only six or so minutes before I got her off for the first time, and when I did, I went to my nightstand and grabbed my favourite rotor so I could get used to having something inside of me while I tried to get Twilight off a second time.

My hands were shaking so badly as I tried to put the rotor inside myself that I had to stop a couple times to pick it back up. Twilight noticed the trembling in my hands, but she moaned her approval rather than asking me to stop, though I was sure that she thought I was doing it on purpose. I settled for pressing it against my clit and continued giving Twilight the best my tongue could manage, which turned out to be pretty damn good. She bucked against my face and pressed my head firmly between her legs so I wouldn’t get away, but I was happy to taste her, though I noticed that her juices tasted a little more sour than usual. It was actually pretty fucking tasty, so I didn’t let a drop go to waste and spent a good three minutes trying to go deeper with my tongue so I could get a fresh taste again, but Twilight told me that she was starting to get sensitive.

I continued dipping my tongue into her honeypot because, for some odd reason, it was like I myself was in heat or something. I wanted nothing more than to continue eatin’ up dat pussy, but Twilight pushed my head away after a moment and gave me a kiss, the taste of sour grapes giving way to the sweetness of her lips. She licked my face clean of her multiple orgasms and asked me if I was ready for some attention myself. I let her magic me onto the bed and I spread my legs for her so she could try me.

I shivered as Twilight tried employing some of my own tactics against me and they seemed to be working, though her tongue lacked the fine control mine had. I wasn’t upset with the results and with Twilight using the vibrator to her advantage, she had me cumming in five minutes flat. She didn’t stop there and tried inserting her tongue inside of me, but my legs snapped closed against my will and I couldn’t help but try to get away from the intrusion, nearly kicking Twilight in the process.

“Amour, what was that?” She asked quietly once I’d gotten my breathing under control.

“Sorry, cherry. I freaked out a little bit.”

“If you can’t deal with my tongue, how do you expect to deal with something like the real deal?” Twilight laid her head on her arms.

“I-I’ll deal with it. I want this, Twilight.” I replied desperately.

“...I guess we can try again. Do you have a smaller toy?”

“We can try the wand and see if that loosens me up a bit.”

Twilight gave me a dirty smile and levitated the wand from the bed into her hand. “Then let’s give it a shot!”

Twilight approached with the wand and turned it on. It crackled slight until she turned the wattage down a little and I bit my thumb in anticipation. I waited for a good fifteen seconds before she lightly tapped one of my labia with the shocking toy. I jolted and shivered, whimpering in pleasure. Sure, it hurt and all, but it had felt pretty good so I allowed Twilight to keep going, teasing me as she saw fit.

She kept the wattage where it was and tapped my clitoris, making me have a smallish orgasm. While I was shivering, Twilight tried using her tongue to enter me again, but this time, I managed to keep my legs open for a full five seconds before before scrambling away again.

Twilight looked worried. “Roxy… I really don’t think is the best idea for you.”

I came back over to her and took her hands in my own. “I’m sure I can handle it, cherry. I’m just a bit skittish is all.”

“You freak out every time we try something like this.” She said quietly.

“...This time is different. Strap the thing on and try kissing me while you line it up. I think that might work.”

Twilight’s look didn’t change, but she did what I asked, though I had to help her put the thing on. When she was finished, I thought she looked goofy as Hell, but I couldn’t really judge her since she was following my orders and I’d asked her to do it in the first place. I wanted nothing more than to let Twilight have my virginity, so I steeled my resolve and let her rub the strap-on over my slit before she leaned down to kiss me like I’d asked. I noticed a strange taste in her mouth that I couldn’t really put my finger on until I realized that I was most likely tasting myself.

While Twilight was busy kissing, I held the fake dick and guided it to my entrance, but I couldn’t bring myself to do much more than that until Twilight slipped me some tongue. I’d asked her to just thrust one hard time when she lined it up properly, though I was all to aware of the fact that the thing was parting my lips as I kissed her. I tried to lose myself in the bliss that always came with locking lips with Twilight, but I couldn’t pull away from reality. It was crushing me, and I couldn’t breathe.

“Roxy?” Twilight murmured.

“Do it.” I replied shakily.

She let her lips meet mine again, but let me have control this time. My tongue wrestled with hers and I asserted my oral dominance, but I still wasn’t feeling the bliss. I felt the tip of the strap-on enter me and I seized up again, gripping Twilight’s hand tightly. It felt so… Bad. Bad is the best way to put it. I felt like I was being violated to the very core of my being, but my negativity was rivaled by my desire to give this one thing to Twilight above all others, so I dealt with it as best I could. Thankfully, she stopped prolonging the endeavor and looked down for a moment before giving me half the length in one go. The last thing I remembered was crying out before blacking out.
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I came to in Twilight’s arms, hearing the sound of her soft sobbing coming from behind me. Every muscle in my body hurt, and there was a little pain from inside, but other than that I felt fine. I put my hands over Twilight’s and she slowly stopped crying.

“What happened?” I croaked.

“Roxy…” She hiccupped.

“That bad?”

“You were so scared…” Twilight started crying again, hugging me closer.

I made her let go of me so I could comfort her. “I’m okay, cherry. I’m olay.”

“But you weren’t!” Roxy, you were screaming so loud and- and-” Twilight lost every ounce of her composure.

I embraced her, holding Twilight’s head to my chest as she bawled like I’d just died or something. Well, died again. “My beloved, I’m okay. I’m so sorry I put you through that… If I hadn't been so pushy…”

Twilight didn’t say anything to that, so I tried fondling her ears in the way I knew she liked, but there was no comfort to be found there, so I switched tactics and tried licking her face right up the middle, but Twilight was inconsolable. I tried every trick in the book that I had, but Twilight clung to me and I just had to watch her suffer.

It was a terrible feeling.

When Twilight finally got the last of it out, she was hiccupping. “Cherry, have I ever told you how adorable it is when you do that?”

She looked at me with her beautiful tear-stained face. “I’m so sorry, Roxy.”

“I asked you to do it.” I said hoarsely. “I didn’t know I was that opposed to it.”

“You kept screaming about how you couldn’t do it again... You begged me to stop… I-I-I just… I’m so sorry.” She said, nearly as hoarse as I was.

“It’s okay, cherry, I promise. We’re going to be fine.”

“I tried to bring you back, but you were so far away… It was like you weren’t here anymore, that somepony had taken you away and left somepony so broken…” Twilight started sniffling again, so I kissed her to forestall any more crying, but she pushed me away.

I didn’t know what to say, so I waited for her to say something else. “...I never knew how bad it was, Roxy. I knew you were suffering, but I never knew how badly.”

“Twilight, I promise you I won’t let you see me like that again-”

“Please. Don’t make that promise.” She pleaded.

“Why, cherry?”

“Because you can’t control it. I know that.” Twilight whispered.

“Then I promise that I’ll try not to let it happen again.”

Twilight rested her head on my shoulder, though it felt a little strange. “I love you, amour.”

“I love you too, cherry.”

We sat on my bed stark naked for a while longer and I felt like Twilight needed to talk about what she saw, so I had her join me in the shower, but she seemed to have taken the heaviest hit out of all of this. I noticed a little blood in the drain when I washed down there, so at the very least, I’d done what I wanted to do, even if it had turned out horribly. I kept my hands on Twilight and washed her since she just stood under the shower, most likely traumatized by what I’d put her through. Guilt ate away at my heart and I wanted to cry every time I saw the hollow look on Twilight’s face, but I kept it together long enough to get us out of the shower and out of my room. When we got downstairs, I got us both some water and a cup of juice, though we didn’t touch the juice. My throat felt infinitely better once I had a drink and I was willing to bet that Twilight felt the same way.

I broke down and cried once we got into the living room because I’d effectively broken my promise to myself that I’d never force Twilight to do anything she didn’t want to. I don’t know if it was the one sob I allowed to slip out or if it was Twilight’s natural sixth sense of knowing when I’m in distress, but mere moments later, she was holding me again and all the two of us could do was apologize to each other. I tried to tell Twilight that she’d just been doing as I’d asked, that she’d been perfect all the way through, but I could barely get my words out. Twilight apologized for making me black out and hurting me, but I didn’t want her to feel bad, so we pressed our lips together in a tear filled kiss and I clutched at my necklace because… Well, it gave me a small amount of comfort. Once I realized that I was feeling a little better, I opened my eyes to find that Twilight was doing the same thing I was. Without saying a word, we put our pieces together and I conjured up a small version of my seal to go on the blankish side of the book. We were halves of a whole, and if one of us were in danger or suffering, the other would know as it happened.

For some odd reason, I knew that the seal had been loaded with so much more than just distress sensing magic. When we were together, we would be stronger, and when we were apart, we would know how to find each other just by clutching our necklaces. Again, I don’t how I knew this since I hadn't thought about it at all. It seemed like a pretty good thing, and there was even space for Twilight’s Cutie Mark if she could magick it on there.

“Roxy… When did you get a seal?” Twilight asked, some of the life returning to her eyes.

“Noir showed me how to make it. I can show you too.” I offered. Anything to distract us for a little while.

“Can you please?” Twilight didn’t sound all that eager, but I was willing.

“Alright, so hold your hand palm upward.” I instructed.

Twilight did as I asked. “Focus my magic into my hand?”

I nodded. “It helps if you close your eyes until you have it in there.”

Twilight nodded and closed her eyes. It took her five minutes, but she opened her eyes slightly. “Okay, what now?”

“Imagine the magic like it’s in the palm of your hand, but don’t give it a shape; just let it flow.”

Twilight nodded again and in three minutes, her Cutie Mark appeared in her hand and she beamed at me. “I did it!”

“And you did it a lot faster than I did. I’m impressed.” I smiled at her.

Twilight let her seal shrink until it was tiny. “What enchantment did you put on your seal?”

“Danger Sensing, Pathfinding, and Mutual Bond.” I rattled off automatically.

“...You put three enchantments in one seal?” Twilight whispered.

“...Yes? I don’t really know how I did it, but they seem pretty good.”

“The Danger Sensing and Pathfinding ones make sense, but what’s the Mutual Bond?” She asked.

“When we’re touching each other, we’re stronger. I don’t know why, but I think that’s one of the few good things that I can bestow with Dark Magic.”

“Roxy, that’s Alicorn level magic!” She gasped.

“I have an Alicorn in my soul. I guess you could say I’m technically one of them.” I shrugged.

“That’s just silly. You’re not even a Pony!” Twilight chuckled.

I don’t understand the reason, but I started chuckling too, and before we knew it, we were both giggling our heads off about nothing in particular and ended up smooching because of it. Twilight accidentally put her seal on my left shoulder, but when she went to take it off, I told her to leave it there. Twilight asked me to put my seal on her and I told her that it had hurt like a bitch, but she was adamant about having the same marking as me. I conjured up another seal and didn’t load any magic into it before or after shrinking it down to the size Twilight’s seal had been. She didn’t even wince when I placed mine on her which made me realize that it only sucked when you put magic behind it.

Twilight added a Keepsake charm to the necklaces so that we’d never lose them and with that, we were pretty much set for enchanted gear. I told her about some of the things I’d learned about with Noir and she asked why I hadn't just used my Soothsaying to calm her down, but I explained that I would never use it against it if I had a fucking choice in the matter. Barring her imminent death or her doing something suicidal, I wouldn’t risk Twilight hating me just to make her do what I say.

She thought that it was one of the nicest things I’d ever said to her, but I maintained that it would take an awfully shitty person to force someone they love to do something they didn’t want to do and I nearly started crying immediately after the words left my mouth. Twilight took me into her arms and asked why I was so upset, and I told her that she’d tried to back out of taking my virginity multiple times and that I’d practically forced her to do it. It was my fault that she’d had to see me lose my mind and it was my fault that she’d been hurting so bad, but Twilight told me that if she didn’t want to do it, she wouldn’t have. That made me feel a little better.

It was night by the time we’d gotten ourselves under control and the necklaces enchanted, so we went to bed after changing the sheets and tossing the comforter in the wash. I just stole a blanket from another room since I could do that and we got real close and comfy for the night. We spent our time kissing until Twilight remembered to turn me back into ‘Max’ so we could carry on as we usually do. We’d forgotten to let Spike know that his big sister was going to be spending the night, but he was fine on his own for a little while anyways. Twilight’s already fallen asleep as I’m writing this and I can’t wait to get back to napping with her.
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Twilight and I spent the morning with cups of coffee and partaking in some Mary Jane until someone just walked into my goddamn mother fucking house again. I heard the front door open and I conjured up a seal that I loaded with ‘Moderate Pain’, stalking toward the door until I heard the hard clicking of claws on my floor followed by the sound of hooves. The clicking told me that whatever had come in first had opened the door and there was only one creature that I knew could open doors besides Bearett. I dissipated my seal and sprinted into the entrance hall, running straight into a mass of muscle and fur. I straight up bounced off of it and the hulking beast looked at me with intelligent blue eyes.

It was Fucking Lupa

My face broke into a thousand watt smile. “Lupa” I charged her and went for the hug.

She didn’t so much as budge. “I guess someone is glad to see me. I missed you, Max.”

I buried my face into her fur and squeezed. “You’ve been gone so fucking long! I thought you were dead!”

“As you can see, I’m perfectly fine you silly Human. Let me go for a moment and meet my friend. Again, I guess.”

I did as she asked and looked behind her. Trixie Lulamoon waved at me shyly. “Hello.”

“Wotcher. Are you here to start some bullshit again?” I asked.

“Trixie is not.”

“Then you’re welcome here since Lupa’s vouching for you. Pick a place, have a seat, and get real comfy. I’m gonna have a long chat with my pupper.” I grinned at Lupa and she whacked a hole in my wall with her tail. “Well shit.”

Lupa looked back. “I’m sorry for that. I’m far stronger than I was when I left.”

“I don’t even give a shit; I’ll fix it later. Are you hungry? Thirsty? Tired? All three?”

“I’m not, but Lulamoon is. If you could give her a meal and a bed, I would consider it a favor.” Lupa trotted further into the house.

I rose and looked at Trixie. “Are you hungry for anything in particular? I’ll whip something up if you want a real meal.”

She gave me a grateful look. “Thank you! Trixie would greatly appreciate that, but all she wants is something warm.”

“Sweet or savory?” I asked.

“Savory.”

“One frittata with a salad on the side, coming right up.”

I lead the way into the kitchen/dining room and told Lupa to stop trying to stare Twilight off of the couch until she told me that it was her spot. Twilight’s eyes widened and she said she could understand Lupa, so my wolf told my lover to move over to the loveseat if she wanted to keeping sitting next to me. I told Lupa to quit being a bitch when I heard her say that and she told me to shut up and cook food. I threatened to shave her and she said she would shed fur all over Twilight if I so much as tried. My lover balked at the thought of being covered in someone else’s fur and moved over to the loveseat like a punk.

I guess you can't be brave all the time.

I gave Trixie her salad first and she devoured it in seconds, not even bothering to let me hand her the vinaigrette that was supposed to go along with it. She blushed when I raised a brow at her, but I’d been paying too much attention to not notice that she was looking pretty slim and worn out. I told her to wait for the frittata to cool before eating it and she said that she only ate like that because she’d been living on short rations for quite awhile now. I let her know that I understood lean times better than most Ponies ever could and started on some pancakes since I knew what it was like to finally get a warm meal.

Trixie burned her mouth on the frittata, but her pain gave me time to finish up with the pancakes and I gave her some maple syrup and some peach preserves to go along with them. Before I headed out of the kitchen, I told Trixie to just put the dishes in the sink when she was done and to pick any room other than mine if she didn’t feel like joining Lupa, Twilight, and I for a conversation. She said that she didn’t know which she’d go for: A conversation with people or a soft bed. I understood that feeling pretty well too.

I joined Twilight and Lupa in the living room, sitting next to my lover on the loveseat. Lupa started off by telling me of her story, her ‘Path to Ascension’ and explained why she’d been gone so long. I’ll write her tale in a different book and make it a short story or something, but recording it here just wouldn’t do it justice. Long story short, Lupa returned to me and asked me to call her Nashoba from now on and I agreed since I had no reason not to. Nashoba returned with some markings on her fur that reminded me a lot of a black Amaterasu and she told me that she in particular had been white and red for some unknown reason. I chalked it up to amusing parallels and asked if I would ever get a chance to meet any of her fellow Wolfmothers. She said that they were only visible to her and other Guardians of the Forest and I asked if she’d ever heard of the Dryad Matron. Lup- Nashoba said that one of her predecessors had met her and that she could probably accompany me if I ever wanted to go and meet her. I told her that I’d met a Dryad already and Twilight started asking questions about that.

I didn’t know all that much about them besides some myths and legends from my world that seemed pretty true, though Twilight was pretty surprised that I’d invited her into my house after she’d just strolled on in. I shrugged and Trixie joined us, so I asked why she’d been travelling with Lup- Nashoba. I’m really going to have to get used to that, but asides notwithstanding, Trixie had been looking for a powerful artifact that would boost her magical power, but Twilight and I immediately told her that it would probably turn her evil or something. Trixie seemed to think that she could handle it until Nashoba told her that I had Dark Magic surrounding my soul and she gave way to my wisdom.

Lu- Nashoba told me about her two day journey up to the Moon and let me know that she had thought about me much of the way to keep herself going. I was deeply touched by that and gave her another hug, but when she returned it, she practically threw me onto the ground. She still doesn’t have much of a grip on her sheer strength, but she told me that she was working on it. While we were chatting away, she mentioned that Fluttershy had taken her loss pretty hard, so I should probably go and get some friends together to comfort her. I started writing notes while Twilight got a move on and I lead Trixie to one of the guest rooms on the first floor. She asked if I had a shower and I lead her to both of the ones that were downstairs before taking her to the second floor to show her my master bath and the assortment of soaps I’d gotten for my days as Roxy. I didn’t tell her that she smelled terrible or that she looked like she’d been dragged through Hell and back, but I did offer her run of Roxy’s wardrobe in case she wanted to change.

Trixie was a lot more humble than the last time I’d met her and I liked what I saw. She dropped the ‘Great and Powerful’ bit and she really seemed like someone worth getting to know now, but I suppose being with Lupa- Goddamit, Nashoba, for months can really make you into a decent person, especially if you’re travelling over rough terrain without civilized society present. She struck me as a little on the wild side since she looked lean and mean, but I couldn’t say much since I basically had the same body type.

When Trixie got out of the shower and picked some clothes to wear to sleep, she told me that she was grateful for the bed and breakfast. I grabbed Nashoba before heading to Fluttershy’s. We took our time on our walk so I could catch her up on the things that had happened like me falling in love for Twilight harder than I ever had for Celestia, me planning on making Twilight my wife, travelling to Bridleland. You know, current events and shit that I already wrote about.

We arrived at Fluttershy’s to find that most of the girls had shown up and that she herself just looked sad. She said that she’d lost animals before, but that Mr. Foxy had been one of her most intelligent creatures and had counseled her through quite a few tough times even before she could completely understand what he was saying. Lupa- God fucking dammit, Nashoba, gingerly placed her head on Fluttershy’s lap and told her that Foxy had been a trooper till the very end until he just couldn’t go on anymore. The girls, save for Twilight, were all shocked to hear Nashoba speak but she told them that it was ‘just how I do now’ and left it at that. I knew that she was the latest in a long line of Wolfmothers from her explanation earlier, so if she didn’t feel the need to spread the news, then I wasn’t going to put her business out there.

Fluttershy was stuck in a funk, so the girls opted for a spa visit and a slumber party later that night to celebrate. I was invited, but I just wanted to spend more time with L-Nashoba, so it was agreed by everyone except me that they would meet up at my place later once they were done at the spa, so I took Nashoba for a walk around town. I noticed that she seemed to be restraining every movement with careful attention and that her new color scheme was practically the same as mine if you took her eyes into account. She asked me about my new magic while we were walking around town and I told her about it, stating that Luna had accidentally fused Noir into my soul after I’d died in Rainbow’s arms after being beaten to death by Applejack. Nashoba started to turn around to go rip Applejack apart until I reminded her that she’d already known about that and pointed out that I’d actually died again here recently, hence why one eye was a different color.

Nashoba hadn't noticed it, but when I said something, she looked me in the eye and asked what colors my eyes were. I told her green and grey because they fucking were and she mentioned that she hadn't been able to see green up until recently. I had to ask about what being the Wolfmother meant for her and she told me that she would have to go and assist her old Pack if they ever needed it, but that she was free to do as she pleased otherwise. Suddenly, she stopped talking to me and seemed to be addressing someone to her left and I assumed that she was talking to one of her ancestors or something, so I tried focusing my magic into my eyes to see if that shit worked like I thought it did. Turns out, shit totally worked like I thought it did and after a minute or two of squinting so I could stop my eyes from burning so badly, I saw the faint outlines of like, twenty something dire wolves walking around us at various distances.

Shit was creepy as fuck.

“You can see the Wolfmothers?” Nashoba asked once she saw me looking around.

“Some of them aren’t much more than outlines, but yeah, kinda.” I replied, letting my magic recede.

“You’ve become powerful since I last left you.” Nashoba’s tail wagged happily.

“And you’ve become a fucking Demigod or something. Seriously, I don’t know how powerful we are together, but if I ride you into battles, we’re about to strike fear into so many hearts.” I grinned evilly.

Lu-Nashoba bumped me. “Who said I would let you ride me?”

“With you being as strong as you are now, I doubt it’d be much of a problem for you.”

“What about my pride? Being ridden is degrading.”

“Then I’m not going to ride you.” I said simply.

She bumped me again. “I would let you if you asked nicely enough.” Can I ride you all night long?

I put my hand on her back. “If it’s degrading, I wouldn’t want to put you through that. I’ve got my own legs for the time being.”

“I could always chew one off so you have to ride me.” She jested. That’s more scary than funny.

“Might as well get the other one while you’re at it so I’m not lopsided. Seriously, any fight involving you is going to be terribly one sided.”

“Then treat me as you would Celestia or Luna. Or you could treat me as you would yourself. I’m rather sure that you would win in a fight between us.”

“Depends on how fast you are now. My magic takes time to cast other than a couple things. Actually, do you mind if I try something on you?”

“That depends on what it is. You’re not asking for a piece of the goods, are you?”

I laughed. “Alright, you got funny while you were away. No, I want to try using some rather harmless Dark Magic on you to see if it’ll even do anything.”

She yawned. “I trust you not to do anything stupid.”

“I always do stupid things, but I’m pretty sure this won’t hurt at all on either side. Now, when I say something, I want you to ignore it.”

“I do that most of the time.”

“True. Nashoba, stop walking.”

Her ears flicked for a moment, but only faltered for a step. “Your voice sounds strange. Is that Soothsaying?”

“It is, though I’m curious as to how you know that.”

“The Wolfmothers have walked Equus since before it was named. We’ve seen pretty much every kind of magic and some of us even had it.”

“Do you have any?” I asked.

“For now, my magic resides within my body, making me ridiculously strong and fast. If there was a way to seal the power until I needed it, that would be lovely.”

I patted her back. “It just so happens that I’ve learned how to do exactly that. I don’t want to go flashing my seal around willy nilly, so let’s wait until we get home to limit your strength.”

“At least there’s nothing to break here in the open. Have you noticed how good Ponyville smells?”

“I have. When I first got back from the Everfree, it was complete sensory overload. I’ve learned how to deal with it since then, but being around Applejack after a long day at the farm, Rarity when she uses perfume, or Trixie when she came in are all good ways to make me want to gag.”

“Spend more time around Krel and you’ll slowly get used to it. Bears seriously reek, even if he isn’t as bad as most.”

I chuckled. “So did you let him get some or are you still holding out on him?”

“...I considered it longer than I should have.” She said quietly.

“Sore topic?”

“No, it’s just that Krel is a suitable mate and if he was a wolf, we would have pups by now. The curse of being a different species is frustrating at the best of times.”

“But what’s really stopping you?”

“The abominations our pups or cubs would be. They would be born from wild parents, but be forced to be domesticated and depend on the Broodmother their entire lives since the Everfree would stop them from leaving.”

“So why not have them live in the Whitetail Woods? I’ve heard that it’s pretty ideal for almost any creature.”

“Two Zgon rarely have Kendani and the Whitetail Woods are a place for Kendani to be free from the dangers of the Everfree.” Nashoba sighed.

“I’m sure you’ll find a way to live with it. You’re too smart to let it keep you down for long.”

Her tail started wagging again. “I suppose we’re both the ‘keep things moving’ type of people.”

“You’re not people, you’re a Demigod.” I corrected.

“Same difference.” She huffed. “If you had enough distance and a little time to get your psychic nonsense going, you could probably take me, so you’re a Demigod too.”

I almost stopped dead in my tracks. “I’m actually closer to a Revenant than Demigod I think, though with my powers, you could call me either and probably not be wrong.”

“Revenants are less pleasant than you.”

“Thank you. It’s nice to know that I’m better than the evil undead.”

“Any time.”

We quipped and jibed back and forth for the rest of our trip around town and I told Nashoba that I’d stocked up on meat while hunting in the Everfree so I could probably make her something tasty if she wanted me to. She told me that she would hunt for herself since fresh kill was always better, but that she would also pick up some of my slack since she was back. I took her up on that since she was a bundle of energy anyway and would probably tear me off a haunch of something tasty.

We got back to my house and I tried making the right seal for Nashoba, but it took a good thirty minutes of hard focus and concentrating to load a spell as complex as the one I was trying to get right. Eventually, I got it so that it would activate when Nashoba wanted to and deactivate when she so desired, but when I applied it, she yelped like I was branding her. She stayed still, however, and my seal appeared on her back. Once she’d shaken off the worst of the pain, I popped in to see if Trixie was doing alright and she was sound asleep, so I made a mental note to tell the girls to shut the Hell up while she was still sleeping and when they came in, I made it clear that I didn’t want them to disturb my guest.

“I don’t see why you even let her in here at all!” Rainbow practically shouted at her normal volume.

“Rainbow, quiet down. She’s just come from a long, hard journey and if you wake her up, I’m kicking your arse out of my house indefinitely. I owe her for taking care of Nashoba and I’m not about to repay her by denying her what’s likely to be the first night of decent sleep she’s had in a month.” I said in a low tone.

Rainbow furrowed her brow, but she still got quieter. “She’s a boaster and a show off-”

“So are you. No wonder you don’t like her” I replied evenly.

Her eyes widened. “I am not!”

“Raise your voice one more time and you’re out.”

“Rainbow, I think it’s best if ya just let it go.” Applejack said softly.

The technicolor tomboy huffed and turned away from me, going to have a seat somewhere in my living room. I watched her storm off and turned to Applejack. “Thanks, AJ. I appreciate that.”

She shrugged. “I’m pretty sure that you take helping ponies who help your friends seriously. I respect that a lot.”

I nodded and patted her shoulder. She went off to follow Rainbow and the next one I laid eyes on was Pinkie. “You heard me, right?”

“Gotcha! Keep it quiet!” She stage whispered.

I nodded and let her pass. I looked over Twilight, Fluttershy and Rarity. “You girls don’t need a warning. If Trixie wakes up, I want you to treat her like a friend until she gives you a reason not to.”

“No problems here.” Twilight responded.

“I’m sure she’ll be just fine.” Rarity smiled.

“...Do I have to talk to her?” Fluttershy asked.

“Not if you don’t want to.” I answered.

Fluttershy perked up and I let the girls pass, but since Lupa was taking up most of the couch, we had to move some of my chairs around. I could easily host a small party if I wanted to with the amount of furniture I have, but I don’t feel like moving the shit most of the time. As it was, I had plenty of space in my living room and levitating shit with Twilight’s muffling spell was pretty quiet, so that was nice.

I made some popcorn on the stove since Ponies don’t have microwaves and buttered it up so that it was actually edible and started bringing out more snacks. The girls had brought some of their favourites and I pulled out some random things that I hadn't had a chance to try. We did the usual shit, but Twilight asked me to sit out for spin the bottle since I wasn’t in my Roxy suit, but it’s not like I had a problem with it. If she wanted to be a little protective, then I wasn’t exactly complaining. I really do like it when Twilight stakes her claim and makes it known: It makes me feel valued, which is probably fucking pathetic or something, but I still like it.

Trixie woke up around Midnight and came into the house slightly delirious and more than a little disoriented. Fluttershy and I looked after her while she was wondering where she was. I made her some tea and we sat her down, explaining that she was in Ponyville and that Nashoba had brought her here so she could catch some rest. It all came back to her soon enough and she tried mixing and mingling with the girls, but Rainbow snubbed her hard and referring to one’s self in the third person is weird at the best of times. Still, Twilight and Rarity made her feel welcome and Fluttershy opened up to her a little when Trixie mentioned that she’d been with Lupa- Nashoba for most of her journey, though I was a bit confused by that. I was under the impression that they’d already met earlier in the day, but that seemed to not be the case. I brought it up since I was curious and Trixie said that she’d waited outside while Nashoba broke the news to Fluttershy, thinking that having a stranger in her house wouldn’t do Fluttershy any favours.

I agreed with her decision and so did most of the girls, but Rainbow had to be a twat and object, saying that Trixie should have just went in instead of being a wimp about it. I got real tired of Rainbow’s bullshit real quick and took her into my parlour to have a word with her.

“Rainbow Dash, you might be my friend, but Trixie is a guest in my home. If you can’t do anything other than bitch and nit pick, then go the fuck home.” I snarled.

She folded her arms and glared at me. “I’m not nit picking! I just don’t agree with her!”

“You’re being a twat and I’m not fucking having it. Get your shit together or go: you don’t get a third option.”

“Fine, if you wanna take her side over your friend's, then why don’t you go ahead and do that!” Rainbow shouted.
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“Are you- No, I’m not arguing with you. I’m not dealing with you. Stop acting like a pissy five year-old and get it together, Dash.”

“I’ll ‘get it together’ at home! I’m outta here!”

“That’s the same shit Gilda said.” I said coldly. She stopped in her tracks.

“What did you just say to me?” Rainbow asked.

“I said you’re acting like Gilda.”

“I am not acting like Gilda.” Rainbow barked.

“Yes. You are.”

Rainbow cocked her fist back and I stepped into her guard, staring her down. She tried to step away to get some decent distance, but I grabbed her chin and held her in place through sheer grip alone. “Get. Out.” I bared my teeth at her and she flinched.

I let her go and Rainbow ran out of the room, but I could see the tears in her eyes before she left. If she hadn't been such a fucking twat with Trixie, who’d been nothing if not pleasant, I might have felt bad. Actually, if she hadn't done exactly what I warned her against, we wouldn’t have a problem in the first time, so I couldn’t find it within myself to care about Dash’s bullshit. I still took a moment to have a deep breath and walked out of the parlour with all eyes in my direction. I came over and had a seat next to Twilight before grabbing a biscuit.

“Did I miss anything important?” I asked casually.

“...Max, Trixie knows it’s not her place, but you just sent one of your friends running out of here crying.” Trixie said softly.

I shrugged. “She should’ve followed the simple rules I gave her.”

Twilight grabbed my hand. “I know you were probably fed up with Rainbow, but you really should apolo-”

“No.” I said firmly. “She fucked up. She treated my guest terribly. She tried to throw a punch at me. I’m not putting up with that fucking bullshit in my own Goddamn house.” I could feel my lip start twitching and clenched my jaw.

“For what it’s worth, I heard everything. “ Nashoba chimed in. “Rainbow Dash was in the wrong and she refused to see it. You should be proud of Max for not hurting her like he wanted to.”

“Oh, if she wasn’t my friend, I would’ve let her throw that punch just so I had a reason. No one treats my guests like that.”

Applejack coughed. “I think what Twilight is tryin’ to say is that neither of you are innocent-”

Nashoba barked out a laugh. “And what did Max do wrong? He gave her plenty of warnings when she continued to take shots at Lulamoon, and she persisted with her so called ‘bullshit’. It’s a shame people like you are his friends if that’s really how you-”

“Nashoba, I’ll throw you out too.” I said icily. “You’re not above the same rules that everybody else is being held to.”

She snorted. “My point is that you all seem to think Max is the bad one whenever an issue arises and that’s just not the case. You mess up, he retaliates, and then you play the victim like he was coming after you in the first place.”

Rarity screwed her face up. “That is still not the case, and it hasn’t changed from the last time you brought that up, Max.”

“The incident with Fluttershy and the one with Pinkie. You personally were against me on both occasions and didn’t give a damn about what I had to say.” I reminded, trying to take some of the venom out of my tone.

Rarity colored and shut up. I looked around. And no one met my eyes. “So have you realized that you’re biased as fuck against me yet, or are you just scared that I’m going to chew you out?”

Twilight raised my hand to her mouth. “It’s mostly the second one, but I guess we do push you to apologize when you’re the one who got hurt first.”

“I’ve been saying that for months, but you girls never listen, or rather, you don’t do anything to correct it. I don’t like that it had to come from someone else’s mouth for you to see that, but honestly? I’m just glad you got it later since the alternative was never.” I said quietly. I closed my eyes and leaned back, sighing hard.

“Max, for what it’s worth, I’m sorry I threw that bag of brownie mix at you.” Pinkie said sadly.

“It was delicious, so I wasn’t mad about it. The only part I had a problem with was that you got Fluttershy too.” I replied calmly.

Pinkie giggled and I smiled. “Remember that same day when I made those brownies and tickled Rainbow and Applejack until they couldn’t move?”

Rarity sniffed. “That was just evil! Using your friends’ inebriated states to tickle torture them!”

“And if I recall correctly, we got ya back for it.” Applejack chuckled.

“And I remember you specifically getting a little too close to home.” I opened my eyes and grinned at her.

The cowgirl shrugged. “Not like I haven’t actually grabbed it before. Not exactly the most embarrassing thing I could do.”

Trixie looked on in confusion. “Okay, how are you going from being upset and nearing an argument to joking about the past?”

I sat up and looked at her. “You don’t know me too well. I don’t like to stay mad long and it’s pointless to stay mad at me because I’m handsome and loveable.”

“And Trixie thought she was arrogant.” She giggled.

“Well, he is handsome.” Twilight defended.

“You’re obligated to say that since you’re his mate.” Nashoba jabbed.

“And you’re supposed to be my lifelong companion or something. Would it kill you to inflate my ego just once?” I asked, faking a testy tone.

“I’m sure you could find a goofball such as yourself to do it for you. Don’t forget that I was there when you became Roxy. I saw you taking pictures of yourself.” Nashoba commented.

“Oi! Just because it’s me who’s sexy doesn’t mean I’m not allowed to appreciate it!” I chuckled.

Trixie shook her head. “At least Trixie never went to those lengths.”

“Yeah, you just plastered your face all over town.” I jibed.

Trixie tilted her head at me and looked to Nashoba. “Is that a joke?”

“Not quite. It’s funny if you don’t mind laughing at yourself a little bit.”

“Oh. Then Trixie believes it is funny.” She smiled.

“So you trust Nashoba’s judgement?” I asked

“She has only lead Trixie wrong once, but even then it was for the sake of a joke.”

“Ooh! Ooh! What was the joke!?” Pinkie asked.

“Nashoba once allowed the bear, Krel, to give me berries she knew would leave an awful taste in Trixie’s mouth for an hour! It was very unpleasant!” Trixie glared at the offending wolf until she yawned.

“What can I say? It was amusing and it made you stop talking.” Nashoba licked her chops and hopped off of the couch. “Max, I’m going to go see Krel.”

“Nuzzle his muzzle for me, will you?” I asked.

“I’ll be sure to give him plenty of your homosexual affection.” She said over her shoulder, trotting toward the door.

“...Does she need someone to open that door for her?” Rarity asked.

“No.” Fluttershy, Trixie and I answered in unison.

“I’m just worried that she’s going to bite through it. Lupa was a lot weaker than Nashoba.” I stated.

“I was gonna ask how you got that hole in your wall. It looked awful tail shaped.” Applejack said.

I scratched my chin. “That’s because she was happy to see me. Seriously, before I put a limiter on her power, she was a brick house filled with cement.”

“I don’t think anypony understands with that meant.” Twilight said.

“Nashoba is solid, as in very strong. She was able to carry Trixie with no problems before she ascended, and now she’s even more powerful. She nearly bowled over a bear with her tail, though Trixie is certain that she wasn’t even trying.” The blue Unicorn explained

“So that's how Bearett hurt his shoulder! He was too embarrassed to tell me earlier.” Fluttershy exclaimed.

“I’d be embarrassed too if a super wolf nearly broke my shit. Oh wait, no I wouldn’t because she almost did that when she hadn't ascended yet.” I complained.

“Nashoba was pretty strong when she was just a normal wolf.” Fluttershy stated.

I changed the topic soon after that since most of the girls hadn't been close to Nashoba when she was still known as Lupa and I didn’t want to exclude anyone because I knew how that shit felt from experience. I didn’t really care most days, but when the girls start talking about things I know nothing about, I know I start feeling left out like I’m just along for the ride. I don’t like putting people through shit I myself don’t like, which is really how people should treat each other anyway.

Oddly enough, Trixie was the first one to go to bed even though she hadn't been up for more than six hours, but I couldn’t say anything due to the fact that there have been days I only got up long enough to eat breakfast and went straight back to bed. The girls already had their designated rooms, so they slowly headed toward them until only Twilight and I were left awake. We talked about the thing with Rainbow in depth since she still felt bad about it, but I assured her that I would apologize if I felt like I had done something wrong. By the time I’d said my peace, Twilight accepted the fact that Rainbow was being a twat and deserved to be thrown out.

We retired to my room, but Twilight wasn’t really in the mood for our usual thing, though whether it was because of Trixie or Dash, I don’t know. I don’t really care either way since it barely even felt like it affected me beyond Twilight being a little colder in bed, but it’s not like she was being frigid or that she’d shut me down. I could tell that there was something on her mind, so when I asked, she mentioned that she felt bad for the bias I’d mentioned earlier. I told her that I couldn’t remember a single time where she’d done more than ask me to apologize, but she was still upset with herself, so I distracted her for a little while with kisses and caresses until we fell asleep.
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I say we fell asleep, but Twilight was the only one who got any rest. I ended up meditating and watching movies with Noir for a little while since I couldn't actually go to sleep, but there was just nothing in particular I wanted to do, so I headed downstairs and found my jar with my three little alcohol snakes in it. I kept an eye on them from time to time to make sure they had something to snack on, but there were still bits of pineapple left over from the first time I fed them. I thought that was amusing, so I stuck a finger in the jar I kept them in and waited for one to bite me, repeating the process with different fingers of the same hand. Once they let go of me, I went back upstairs, giggling my arse off, waving my hand about. I could already see mild after images, so today was going to be a fun one.

There was precious little I had to do, so I laid next to Twilight and stared at my ceiling, watching fractals and various geometric patterns shift across the surface. I’d always enjoyed a nice, tame trip, so I was just trying to keep my wits about me when I heard a knock on my door. I got up to see who it was and found that no one was there, so I chalked it up to tripping shit and laid down next to Twilight again. I looked at her for a little bit and watched her mane change colours for lit little while and started stroking it. Her hair/mane or whatever wasn’t as soft as Celestia’s or Luna’s, but it still felt great and she responded pretty well while asleep.

I spent a long time effectively petting Twilight until she woke up. She murmured something about being the prettiest Pony under her breath and I told her that I agreed, making her turn around to give me a look. I smiled at her and she smiled back, her teeth the most lovely shade of blue. I booped her nose and she did the same to me before sitting up, leaving a trail images of her lying down to the point where she sat up. When she stretched, she tore the air around her hands and I giggled.

“Max, is there a reason you’re so giggly?” She asked after a moment.

“I couldn’t sleep, so I got bitten by some little snakes.” I gave her a grin.

“What does that have to do with- Oh. Oh. Amour, maybe you should stay in bed for today.” Twilight suggested.

“Are you going to be here?”

“Well, I have to go home to Spike some time, and there are a few things I have to do today.” She said sadly.

“Then I’m going to go make breakfast and do my own things.” I huffed playfully.

“The last time you got bitten by those little alcohol snakes, you said you forgot about a lot of your day.”

“No, the last time I got bitten by these little snakes, I went to a beach with Celestia and Luna.”

Twilight gave me an odd look. “I’m going to see if I can have somepony look after you for a little bit.”

I grabbed her hand. “I can take care of myself.” I sat up and crawled out of bed. “I’ll be alright since I haven’t been drinking, and if I stay away from my weed, I’ll be just fine anyways.”

“Are you sure? I don’t think I should trust your judgement while you’re like this.” Twilight followed me to my side of the bed and gave me a hug.

I hugged her back. “I mean it, cherry. I’ll be just fine by myself until it wears off.”

“Maybe you could come with me and Spike could keep an eye on you for a little bit while I go see Mary?” She suggested.

“Maybe we could spend a day apart after we have some coffee?” At her hurt look, I added, “It wouldn’t hurt for us to not see each other for one day, and it doesn’t really even count since I’m seeing you now.”

“...I guess it wouldn’t hurt to spend some time apart.”

I waved at the other Twilight standing behind the one I was holding and she waved back. “It wouldn’t.

She turned around. “Max, who are you waving at.”

“You, but without blue teeth.”

Twilight teleported a hand mirror into the air and caught it. “My teeth aren’t blue and there’s nopony else in this room. I’m writing the Princesses to see if one of them will look after you for a little bit.”

“If it’s Luna, things are getting kinky.”

“That’s a risk I’ll have to take to make sure you’re safe. Please stop intoxicating yourself to the point where I worry.”

“I’m not intoxicated to the point where you should worry. I feel fine, if not a little whimsical. If you really want to make sure I don’t do anything stupid, have Lupa come look after me.”

“You mean Nashoba?”

“Sorry, it’s still a little strange to think that she’s going under a new name now.”

“Did you just alliterate by accident? You hate alliteration!”

I groaned. “I write with alliteration all the time. It’s exactly what you said it was: an accident. It’s not an indicator of any kind.”

Twilight gave me a funny look. “I never said anything about you alliterating.”

“Yes you did. That trick doesn’t work on me when I can tell that you’re lying.”

She rolled her bright green eyes. “I’m still writing the Princesses.”

“I’ll stick my finger in your bum if you do.” I warned.

“That’s just gross!”

“But are you still going to tell on me?”

“Yes! If anything then because you threatened to put something in there.”

I pouted. “That’s not nice.”

“Neither is putting stuff in there!” Twilight pouted harder than I was.

I matched her level of pout. “Well maybe I won’t if you don’t tell on me.”

She upped the ante. “I’m telling on you because I care.”

I grabbed her shoulders and looked her in the eye before putting her horn in my mouth and sucking on it. Twilight shivered and pushed me away. “Ew! Is that what you did in Bridleland? I thought you were joking!”

“Nope, I sucked on your horn until you came. It made my throat numb for a little bit. I felt naughty.”

Twilight blushed and swatted my arm. “You are naughty! You know what naughty little colts get?”

I frowned. “Hopefully not spankings.”

She sighed. “Bad colts get foalsitters. They get foalsitters, Max.”

“I heard you the first time. Do you think I’m dumb enough to warrant repetition?” She opened her mouth and I started crying, fake tears coming easily. “I can’t believe my own special some‘pony’ thinks I’m a dummy! Only dummies need ‘foal’sitters at my age!”

Twilight ‘awwed’ and hugged me again. “I don’t think you’re a dummy, amour! I just don’t think you can be left alone for today is all!”

I pushed her away. “Only dummies can’t be left alone!” Dummies and children that is.

She grabbed my hand and placed it over her heart while I sniffled. “You’re not a dummy and I’m not leaving you alone! Just think of it as us spending the day together and we’ll go have some fun! How does seeing my parents in Canterlot sound?”

I stopped my bullshit and cleared my face. “You’re going to go see your parents in Canterlot? I like them.”

Twilight blinked at my sudden change in demeanor. “Y-Yeah. I was planning on going to see them after my talk with Mary.”

“Why not invite Spike and I anyways? He doesn’t get to see your family much.” I wiped away the last of my crocodile tears.

“W-Wait! Were you even upset!?”

“What? No, I just don’t want to be looked after all day. Sounds tedious as fuck for everyone involved unless I’m spending that time with you.”

Twilight whacked my chest. “Will you stop doing that!? If you have the time to pretend to be upset, why don’t you go make breakfast and let me shower?”

“Because I’d like to to be in there with you, but I guess I could go do that.” I kissed her cheek, turned on my heel and walked downstairs.

Cooking breakfast with the little cartoon ponies was fun. Mini Twilight helped me flip the pancakes with magic, Pinkie helped melt some butter on them with a flamethrower, and Mini Rarity was telling me how to whip the batter so that there were fewer clumps. Mini Rarity was just as weird as the normal one, so I poked her butt so she’d stop talking at me. She blushed and trotted away in a huff while Mini Dash was rocketing about, flying circles around my head. Mini Applejack let me know that I was about to have company, so I looked around and saw Rarity and Trixie talking on their way over to the kitchen.

I gave them a wave and Mini Fluttershy hid in my breast pocket, which I thought was adorable. I served the real Ponies some pancakes and made some tiny ones for the fake Ponies that helped me out before I sat down to enjoy breakfast with some friends. They told me that I was really spacey and that some of my jokes weren’t making sense, so I told them that I just needed to have a lie down since I hadn't actually slept. Trixie offered to put me to sleep with a spell she’d come up with and I told her that I didn’t really trust magic that wasn’t from Twilight.

She didn’t take offense to that, surprisingly, but Rarity did. It was almost an argument before I pointed out that her mane was bright orange and simply hideous with her green coat, and she realized that I wasn’t quite in my right mind. Trixie offered to look after me while Rarity went to go get Twilight, but I told them that I’d already spoken to her since we’d slept in the same bed. We spoke of the sexiest devil and she did appear once we mentioned her and she asked Trixie if she had any plans for the day. The blue mare was devoid of any plans other than finding a way to make money, so Twilight offered her a few bits to look after me until I came down. I said I would quadruple the sum if she let me see her perform as much magic as she could manage .

Twilight gave me a funny look and I gave her a goofy smile as Trixie started one of her routines. I was in awe at the pretty colors and the flashes of light that appeared, often seeing faces and shapes in them while they happened. Trixie took a break about ten minutes in and asked what I thought since I seemed to be enjoying myself far more than I should have been, but as I was about to answer, I heard the girls give her various noises of approval. I hadn't even realized that they were there since my attention was entirely on Trixie. The woman in question blushed and humbly thanked her small audience for their praise; A far cry from the arrogance that she’d once possessed.

She asked me personally what I thought and I told her that her magic show combined with my intense hallucinations were just that: absolute and pure magic. She beamed happily and said that I didn’t have to pay her for doing something she loved to do, but she was leaving my house with at least five hundred bits one way or another. I’d only offered to give her like, a hundred bits in the first place, but I thought she warranted a few more coins for helping out my pupper. I changed my mind at the last moment and made it five hundred and fifty-five because I like repeating numbers and wrote her a check.

The girls had left after Trixie’s wonderful magic show and she’d been paying careful attention to me as I was writing out her check.

“Trixie thinks fifty bits would be more than generous, but she is surprised you don’t have it in solid currency.”

“I’m not giving you fifty bits.” I said disdainfully.

“Oh…”

I ripped the check out of the book and handed it to her. “I’m sure you understand.”

“Oh, it’s of no issue…” Trixie glanced at the check and did a doubletake, recoiling from it and blinking rapidly. “T-Tr-Trixie thinks you made a mistake-”

“Oh, there’s no mistake there. I’d give you more, but I don’t think I could convince you to take a full thousand.”

“A-A thousand bits!? For a magic show!?” She said in disbelief.

“No, a hundred bits for the show and a few more if you don’t mind. Four hundred for looking after Nashoba while she was away, and fifty-five because I like looking at five-five-five.”

“Trixie could buy a house with this!” She exclaimed.

“Then do it. Or buy an apartment and use some of the money to start up your magic show thing again since you don’t seem to have your wagon slash stage thing anymore. I don’t really care what you do with the money, just use it to do something that makes you happy or chase your dream.”

She leapt at me from across my coffee table and strangled me with a bone-crushing hug. That shit hurt quite a bit, but I kind of understood the magnitude of the gift I’d given her. “Trixie has never had anypony do something so kind for her! Thank you so much, Max!”

I hugged her back, aching a little. “No problem. Killing me, love.”

She let go and I saw tears streaming down her face. “Thank you.”

I pulled her in for another hug, but not as severe as the last one. “It’s really no problem. You’ve done me a favor, I just wish I could set you up in- Hold up, where do you want to live?”

“Tr-Trixie doesn't really know… She’s been travelling for so long…”

“Well, I can set you up in Ponyville and you could keep the money I’m giving you, or I can find you a place in Canterlot with a little help.”

She let me go again and looked at me like she couldn’t believe what I was saying. “Trixie can’t believe what you’re saying. Y-You would do all this for a pony you barely know?”

“I would do this for a friend of my most valued companion. You don’t understand how much Nashoba means to me, love. Doing right by her and helping her makes me want to help you in any way I can. I owe you for saving her life, and that’s a debt that can’t be repaid with just money.”

She furrowed her brow. “You’re not trying to buy your way into Trixie’s pants, are you?”

“I prefer using my own natural charm for that. If I can’t talk my way into your bed, then it’s not happening.” I assured her.

Her face relaxed. “Trixie is sorry for accusing you of something so detestable, it’s just that Trixie has known stallions to try such tactics.”

“I’ll let it slide. Trust me, you’ll know if I’m trying to sleep with you. Or you might not. Sometimes I’m just good like that.” I grinned.

Trixie sighed. “Perhaps Trixie will find herself a nice mare while she’s in Ponyville. No offense, but she finds that stallions are a little rough around the edges.”

“None taken. I’m not a Pony, thus I’m not a stallion, so it doesn’t apply to me.”

“You’re full of hot air and Trixie thinks that is amusing.” She smiled, sitting on my coffee table.

“Oi! I have chairs for a reason!” I chided.

Trixie jumped and looked around for a seat. “Trixie is sorry, she will find another place to sit.”

I gave her arse a glance while she was looking for a seat. It wasn’t as nice mine as Roxy, but once she had a few steady meals in her, she would be much better off if my guess was anything to go by. Once she located a seat, I started up the conversation again.

“So, Trixie, why do you refer to yourself in the third person?” I asked.

“What do you mean?”

“Why do you say your name or ‘she’ instead of ‘I’ or ‘me’?”

“Oh. Trixie’s father referred to himself in the same way. Before his passing, he taught Trixie the ways of showmareship and it’s all Trixie has ever known. Does it bother you?”

“No, I fully understand what you’re saying. There might be more people who ask, so I suggest that you keep that answer handy.”

“Trixie will keep that in mind. What about yourself? You can’t tell Trixie that you’re just a normal pony.”

“I’m not a Pony at all, if you don’t recall. I come from another world full of a race called Humans. In this world, I’m just a Royal Operative, though I don’t get many missions. I’m also the Baron of Ponyville and Cloudsdale, but it's hard to get up there so I don’t visit often.”

Trixie’s jaw dropped. “You are a Baron? I’m in a Baron’s house, eating his food, sleeping in one of his beds!?”

“You also took care of one of the Baron’s best friends, so you’ve earned a spot here. Feel free to stay as long as you need to until you find a place of your own.”

“Trixie would hate to impose, but she finds that keeping such a high society friend nearby could be more useful than she is aware at the moment.”

“Don’t try and make me abuse my power and we’ll keep being friends. Rarity tried to have me appoint her as the winner of some silly beauty pageant a while ago and that just pissed me off, so avoid doing that.”

“...Would it be too much to ask if Trixie wanted your help in finding a nice place in Ponyville?”

I stood and stretched. “Most of the places around here are nice or at least well looked after. Change out of the sleeping clothes and we’ll go to Mary’s office and see if there’s any houses or apartments for sale. After that, we can do some shopping, though I can’t say I’m going to be terribly helpful. I’m having trouble telling colors apart right now.”

“Trixie knows her own style well enough.” She sniffed.

“No capes.”

She gave me a pout. “But capes make the mare!”

“Not happening. They make you look cocky and arrogant.” I explained.

She pursed her lips. “Trixie does not want that, she supposes.”

“Exactly. Who knows, maybe we’ll see if we can find you a nice woman who can get over the whole third person thing. How good are you with your tongue?”

She gave me a look. “Trixie can tie a knot in a cherry stem, but she does not-” Her face lit up. “Oh.”

“I’ll see if we can work that into a conversation. I’m sure I can slip it in, if you know what I mean.” I gave her a dirty grin.

“How uncouth! Do you speak like this to every mare?”

“Yeah, pretty much. Come on, chop chop, love. We’re burning daylight and we’re wasting my perfectly fun hallucinations.”

She rolled her eyes. “Trixie does not think hallucinations are very fun and all of her clothes are dirty from travelling-”

“They are fun when you induce them yourself and just borrow some more of mine. They might be a bit loose on you, but I have some tasteful stuff that goes well with your fur, I think.”

“Roxy does, but you do not. I’ve heard you mention her before, and she obviously lives here, but who is she?”

“She is me. Roxy is the name I go by when I’m female.”

“...You have an alternate identity? That’s a little strange.”

“About as strange as referring to yourself by your name. Go find something you like so we can get a move on.”

“Are you sure you should be moving about while hallucinating? Trixie-”

“Nope, no thinking. Stop that nonsense right now and give into mine. We’ve gotta get moving some time today, so shoo.” I gestured with my hands for her to go upstairs.

She rolled her eyes at me again, but still did what I said. When she came back down, she was wearing a familiar navy blue skirt that I’d made Twilight orgasm in and a denim button down blouse that I was rather fond of. It was a nice outfit, but I thought it was even better when it turned transparent and I saw it turn into a mosaic around her body. That was something worthy of a giggle fit, but once I got over it, we left and headed towards Ponyville.

We saw Miss Mother Goose on our way over and I put some bits on her back so she could buy some grapes from the lemonade stand and get a few for her rapidly growing goslings too. Trixie looked at me like I was crazy, but when I told her that I could talk to animals, she said that she could too, but that giving money to them just struck her as odd. I shrugged and told her that I liked the mother goose and that was all there was to it. She just gave me a funny look and we continued onward.

Apparently I waved at a few people that weren’t there and Trixie got a few mild snubs when she tried to say hello to some people, but other than that, the walk was fine. She was a little disheartened from not really being able to talk to anyone, so I stopped an attractive random female pedestrian and asked if I could have a word with her.

“Hullo, love. Mind if I have a minute of your time?”

The pale pink mare looked around. “A-Are you talking to me?”

“That I am.”

“Oh… Well, yes. Yes Sir!” She added hastily.

“The 'Sir' part is unnecessary, love.” I gave her a disarming smile.

She smiled back. “Right. You are Maximus, right?”

“The one and only. Do you mind if I have the pleasure of knowing your name?”

“My name’s Orchid. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Maximus.”

“Max will do just fine. I was wondering if you’d be willing to give my friend a moment of your time, if you have the inclination.”

Trixie colored and grabbed my arm. “Max, Trixie assures you that there is no need to interrupt Miss Orchid's day to have a word with humble Trixie.”

I raised a brow at her and glanced at Orchid. She seemed rather interested in the conversation. “Getting to know people is a part of the small town life, love. Just give Orchid a shot, she seems like a nice woman.”

Trixie blushed harder and I picked her up with my telekinesis before placing her in front of me. “H-H-Hello.” She stammered.

Orchid gave her a warm smile. “Hello there. Your name is Trixie? You seem familiar.”

“W-Well Trixie put on a s-show here a-a little while ago.”

The pink woman’s eyes widened. “I remember now! You were the mare who brought that Ursa Minor to town!”

Trixie clutched her hands in front of her. “T-T-Trixie did not do that…”

I chimed in. “If I remember correctly, it was two foolish young boys who thought Trixie would take care of the creature, not her own doing.”

Orchid seemed disturbed. “Really? Why would they do that?”

“T-They thought T-Trixie was stronger than she really is...” Trixie stared at the ground.

Orchid reached out and touched her arm. “It’s okay, sweetie. We all like to brag sometimes, and I’m sure you learned your lesson.”

Trixie looked up. “Trixie has. It’s better to be honest about your abilities.”

“Why don’t you tell me about some of them over a cup of tea sometime? I’m sure you have more interesting stories.” Orchid asked.

“T-Trixie would like that.” She smiled gratefully.

I beamed and drew a tiny bow and arrow. I might not be cupid, but I had a pretty good start if this was anything to go by. Orchid bid us a good day and we followed suit, heading towards town hall, but all Trixie could do was gush about how pretty Orchid had been and how nice she was. The pink mare wasn’t really my cup of tea, but I was glad that I’d been watching where Trixie’s interests lay so I could hook them up.

We got to Town Hall and the receptionist told me that Mary was in a meeting. I asked if she was with Twilight and the receptionist gave me the affirmative, so I went on up anyways because no one was going to physically stop me. Well, Trixie tried, but I told her that I’d lift her skirt for the world to see if she kept trying, so she gave up quickly and readily. I knocked on Mary’s door to find her snogging my woman. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that, so I had Trixie wait outside while I watched as Mary orally dominated Twilight. The purple mare put up a little resistance, but not enough to convince Mary to stop until she turned her face away.

“I’m sorry Mary, but I just can’t! I need to let Max know before we go any further!” Twilight protested.

Mary gave her a sad smile. “I understand, Twilight. It’s perfectly okay.”

“For what it’s worth, you two are fun to watch.” I said from the door.

They both jolted and stared at me. “Max, how long have you been there?” Twilight asked softly.

“Long enough for the kissing bit. You have my permission to continue, if you want. I like Mary well enough to trust you with her.”

Mary turned bright red. “I-I’m sorry, Max, I wasn’t trying to make a move on your mare, I just- uh… We… Well…”

I lifted a brow. “I’ll be out of your hair soon enough. I need to ask a favour, if you don’t mind.”

Twilight tried to run out of the room, but I stepped forward and caught her around the waist before she could get out. She turned to me with tears in her eyes and I kissed her, trying to convey my feelings without using words. She melted in my arms after a moment, though tasting Mary on her lips was a little strange. It wasn’t a bad combination, oranges and grapes, though it made me awfully thirsty. I tried metaphorically drinking Twilight in and broke our kiss once Twilight’s breathing got a little ragged. I looked over to Mary and saw her biting her lip, a familiar hunger twinkling her eyes.

I turned back to Twilight to find that she was slowly rousing from her stupor, so I licked her horn while she could and she trembled lightly before opening her eyes again. “Twilight, cherry, if you want to try another 'mare', that’s fine by me. All I ask is that you hold yourself to the same rules we hold me to.”

She blinked a couple times. “M-Max, c-c-can I h-have… Q-Quality T-Time with M-Mary?” She stuttered.

“You may. Just let me know if there’s anyone else, okay?” I asked softly.

She nodded and hugged me, so I hugged her back. Over her shoulder, I said, “Mary?”

The older woman shook her head to clear it. “Y-Yes Max?”

“Be gentle with her, okay? She’s not as rough as we are.”

Mary gave me a little smile. “I know how to treat a mare.”

“But do you know how to treat my ‘mare’?” I asked, my voice carrying a little edge.

She recognized it for what it was and gulped. “I’ll be sure to take things at her pace.” She said quickly.

I nodded and let Twilight go, though she just gave me an odd look. “Thank you. Before you two cut some time out of your day, there’s something I actually need to get done real quick.”

Mary nodded. “Whatever you need.”

I returned her nod and had Twilight take a few steps away from the door so I could whisk it open and scare the shit out of our eavesdropper. Well, eavesdroppers. Plural. Trixie and the receptionist had been listening in with their ears pressed against the door and fell onto the floor in a heap.

“Looks like you ladies need a lesson in manners. I’ll be sure to spank both of you when I have the free time. Hell, I might do it now.”

Twilight covered her mouth while I picked up both of them in my tentacle and dragged the the rest of the way into the room horizontally, bottoms high in the air. Trixie struggled against her bonds while the receptionist seemed a little too excited by the prospect. “Trixie assures you there is no need!”

“Mary, do you still have your paddle?” I asked.

The Mayor grinned with a devious light in her eye and retrieved it from its hiding place while Trixie went into full panic mode. “Please! Don’t spank Trixie! Trixie has been a good girl!” Someone has severe emotional trauma.

Mary handed me her paddle and I pretended to think about it while Twilight gave me a worried look. “Hmm… I guess I could let you off with just a couple since you’re a first time offender.”

Trixie looked like she was about to cry, so I handed Twilight the paddle and let Trixie drop into my arms. When she was down, she gave me a hug and didn’t let go until Twilight pried her off with magic. The receptionist gave her an odd look and shrugged, so I took the paddle back from Twilight and gave her a few light spanks. She looked back at me like she didn’t give a damn, so I put some force behind the next one and Trixie started shaking, so I stopped there.

After letting the receptionist down, she rubbed her cheek and asked, “Is that it?”

I tilted my head toward Trixie who was standing behind Twilight looking terrified. “I’ll be back for you. Now just doesn’t seem like the best time.”

Trixie let out a little noise and the receptionist rolled her eyes. “I’ll just run away from you if you’re not going to try.”

I looked at her with a brow raised. “Don’t test me. I don’t even know your name.”

She looked hurt. “It’s Strawberry Petal. How many”

“Strawberry. I’d say I’ll abuse you until you can’t sit down, but I’d rather just prove it. Take a quick hike and I’ll find you when I want you.”

She huffed and left the room. “Max, you can’t just go around spanking mares because you want to!” Twilight said firmly.

“Oh, Strawberry’s been looking to get in on the fun for some time now.” Mary said. “She just wants to be hurt in all the right ways.”

Twilight and Trixie looked scared by that, so I skipped the topic. “Anyways. So Trixie needs a house or apartment here in Ponyville. Do you know of any openings?”

“I believe I can help you with that. Anywhere in particular you want to move?” She asked Trixie.

“...Somewhere away from most ponies.” Trixie said quietly.

Mary started looking for a place, but most of them were either in town or close by, so Trixie’s options were a little limited until I offered to have a house built for her. Three jaws dropped and Trixie and Twilight straight up objected, but I ignored them and had Mary contact some contractors to start getting a place built between my house and Fluttershy’s. There was a large amount of space in the land between the two points, and if I was willing to shell out an extra thousand bits for a rush order, it could be done within the week. I agreed, though Twilight, Mary and Trixie tried to tell me not to until I reminded everyone in the room that I could have a dozen copies of my house made, furniture and all, and still not be anywhere close to hurting for money.

Trixie broke down and had herself a cry, kneeling on the floor. Mary and Twilight went to comfort her, so I left since my shit was done for the time being, grabbed the paddle, and confronted Strawberry in the lobby. She swore at me for being a ‘weak loser’, so I grabbed a fistful of her hair and lead her to an empty room where I proved her hella wrong. By the time I was finished with her, both cheeks were a brighter red and she’d cum multiple times, her juices dripping down her legs. I was tempted to just leave her there until she called me a ‘dickless buckheaded ninny of a nag’, so I came back and slapped her around a little more.

Sado-Masochism can be quite fun.

I went back upstairs and Trixie rushed me as soon as I opened the door, pouring her gratitude all over my shirt. I looked at Twilight and Mary. “You girls couldn’t have convinced her to not glomp me on sight?”

Twilight gave me a tear filled smile and clasped her hands over her heart. “I’m so tempted to do the same thing. Amour, this has to be the single kindest thing I’ve ever seen a pony do for another.”

Mary removed her glasses and dabbed at her eyes. “It really is. The Princess may have done something similar for you, but she’s a princess. You were a bitless stallion when you first came here, and now you’re using your wealth to make other ponies happy.”

I made a face. “Really puts a damper on the whole ‘shitty person’ thing I have going on.” I thought for a moment. “Oh! Trixie, if you don’t stop showing me gratitude, I really am going to spank you.”

She let go immediately.

Twilight tried to frown at me, but she couldn’t. “If you hadn't literally just commissioned a house to be built for a mare you barely know, I’d be upset with you.”

Trixie cleaned her face up with magic. “If you want to spank Trixie, then she can’t say no.”

I gave her a critical look. “I’m not going to hurt you unless you hurt someone I like. I just didn’t want you hugging me again is all. Shit’s sappy as Hell.”

Twilight’s horn lit up and I levitated off the ground as she and Mary approached me. “Girls, I think we should show Max how nice he’s been.”

“Oi! I just got done abusing Strawberry! I’m not nice!” I objected.

Mary chuckled. “She’s been looking for a stallion willing to do that to her for years. Even on my hardest days, I can’t satisfy her.”

I shrugged. “Swing like you don’t care if you hurt her.” I did because I don’t.

Twilight hugged me and was soon followed by Mary. “Even when you’re trying to be mean, you’re still nice. You’re a good stallion, Max.”

“I’m going to hurt both of you for this.” I groaned.

They giggled and hugged me tighter. Trixie still looked scared until Twilight waved her forward and she joined in on torturing me. I threatened to treat them like I’d treated Strawberry, but Twilight told me that I wasn’t allowed to and promised that she would stick me on the roof of Town Hall if I tried, using my fear of heights to make me get all docile and shit. I put up with their hugs for a good three minutes before I started smacking arses with my tentacles, making Twilight and Mary squeeze me harder. My lover pointed out that I’d skipped Trixie and I told her that I’d spank her too if they didn’t let me go and they stopped when I told them it was their final warning in a dead voice.

I adjusted my shirt and coughed a couple of times. “It’s a shame when you get punished for doing something nice for once.”

“Getting hugs is a reward!” Twilight protested.

“Not when you just want to take someone to go shopping so you can go home.” I said irritably. And enjoy the last few hours of an intense trip.

Trixie’s eyes widened. “You can’t do that for Trixie too! You’ve already built her a home and let her stay in your own!”

Twilight ‘awwed’ at me. “You’re going to buy her new clothes too!? Max, I’m so proud to call you my special somepony!”

I looked at Mary. “Does it make me a bad person if I say I’m only doing this to buy Trixie’s love so she’ll sleep with me?”

Her jaw dropped until Twilight swatted me. “I know you too well for that. You’re just saying that so we think you’re a bad ‘person’.”

Trixie nodded. “Twilight is right. You told Trixie that you would only use your charm to try and sleep with her.”

I shrugged. “I lied.”

Trixie and Mary traded a look. Twilight rolled her eyes. “Say that to me instead of Mary or Trixie.”

I set my jaw and looked away, trying to appear mad. “That’s cheating.”

Twilight kissed my cheek. “It’s using my resources to my advantage.” She looked at the other ladies. “Max can’t lie to me, if that explains things.”

Mary looked worried. “Don’t tell me you put a spell on him.”

“It’s more like he swore that he would never lie to me.” She replied.

Mary touched her bosom. “Aww! That’s so sweet!”

I pointed at her. “You’re getting the Strawberry treatment when you’re done with Twilight.”

She gulped. “I’m sure that’s unnecess-”

“Nope, completely necessary. I’m a terrible person. Everyone understand?” I looked around and saw raised brows and crossed arms. “Alright, I’m going to drag Strawberry in here by her mane and show you.”

Mary balked. “You’re a terrible pony.”

Twilight winced. “Just awful.”

Trixie looked at them confused. “I thought we agreed that Max-”

Twilight shut her mouth with magic. “Why don’t you force Trixie to go shopping with you like the terrible pony you are?”

Trixie tried to object, but I grabbed her arm and opened the door. “I’m going to do just that. Thank you for finally seeing sense.”

I lead her out of the room, down some stairs, but had to stop by and check on Strawberry. I might like inflicting pain on other people, but I wanted to know for certain that she was actually okay.

I left Trixie just outside and walked in. Strawberry’s skirt was still up over her now bruised arse. “Strawberry slut. You going to live?”

“Shithead.” She croaked weakly.

I walked over, planted my feet, swiveled on my hips, and gave her arse a nice loud smack. She cried out rather loudly and came again, more of her juices running down her legs. I gripped one cheek firmly and she let out another low moan. “This is mine now. You ask me before anyone else touches it.”

She held up a thumb. “G-Gotcha. Sir buckhead.” She added.

I rolled my eyes and left the room. Trixie was standing on the far end on of the hall and looked at me funny. “Why is Strawberry in there?”

“Because she can’t move right now.” I answered simply, walking toward the door.

Trixie followed me after a moment. “...Did you really abuse her?”

I nodded. “She asked for it, so I gave it to her.”

Trixie was silent for a good moment. “Trixie does not understand.”

“You don't have to. It’s obviously not your thing, so don’t worry about me hurting you.”

“...It’s hard to be around somepony who likes inflicting pain.”

“I don’t like inflicting pain.” I lied. “I like making people happy. Hurting Strawberry made her happy, so I did what she wanted. I didn’t think a spanking was too much to ask of me.”

“...If Trixie tells you that you’re not a bad pony, will you hurt her?” She asked tentatively.

I sighed. “Telling you that I’m not going to hurt you obviously isn’t working. I just don’t like being praised sometimes. I only threatened to spank you so you’d stop hugging me; I never actually planned on doing it.”

Trixie actually started walking next to me. “Trixie think you’re just a good pony with really strange tendencies.”

I threw my hands up. “What did I just tell you!?”

She giggled, but stopped talking. We got her check cashed and I grumbled about people and their needless fuckery and she continued giggling at me, so when we got to Blues’ shop, I started picking the ugliest things I could find and showed them to Trixie. She gave me a distasteful look for each one I showed her, but when I brought her a frilly dress, she actually made an adorable gagging noise, so I started looking for similar things. I could find any, so I started tapping her shoulder from across the store until I accidentally knocked her over, making her bring down a rack. Blue asked her why she was tearing her store apart and Trixie started hyperventilating, so I explained to them that I’d done it on accident.

Trixie called me a terrible stallion after that, which made me smile a mile wide. Well, up until I paid for her shit. Then she and Blue teamed up to tell me that I was a nice guy and she told Blue that I’d just had a house commissioned for her which got me another teary eyed hug. I hugged my surrogate mother back and glared at Trixie while she pretended not to notice, though I immediately thought of something to get her back.

I channelled my magic into my throat and had Blue let me go, but before I could do what I was planning on doing, I realized that I was making a huge mistake that could possibly destroy whatever friendship I had with both women. I choked my magic down and walked over to Trixie, flicking her forehead.

“Stop telling people I’m nice.” I ordered.

She rubbed her forehead and gave me a womanly look. “That hurt.”

“Deal with it.”

Blue chuckled. “Don’t let him get to you, sweetie. He just likes his tough guy image more than he likes being praised.”

“Damn straight. Stop making me look like I’m soft or some shit.” I said sternly.

Trixie glared at me. “Fine. If you refuse to acknowledge that you are a good stallion, then Trixie will stop telling you so.”

Blue shook her head. “Don’t do what he wants, that’ll only make him happy. Max isn’t allowed to be happy around here.”

“You might be like a mother to me, but that doesn’t mean I won’t close your shop and take you to Onyx’s.” I threatened.

She laughed. “What’s that stallion going to do? Spank me?”

“I’ll tell him you want to give anal a shot.”

She stopped laughing. “That’s not funny.”

I smiled. “You’re finally getting the point!”

Blue rolled her eyes and looked at Trixie. “What else has he done for you? I’m sure there’s more than just shopping and building you a house. When Max goes on a good streak, it’s usually pretty noteworthy.”

Trixie smiled and glanced my way. “The clothes Trixie is wearing are from Max and he offered to let her stay in his home until the house he is having built for her is complete.”

“That’s such a nice thing to do, Max! I’m proud of you.” Blue sent a genuine smile my way and I turned away, blushing.

“Both of you should just shut up before I start pulling Dark Magic or something out of my rear and chuck it at you.” I warned.

Blue chuckled. “Fine, we’ll give it a rest, but I really am proud of you, baby.” She gave me another hug that I returned after a moment.

“Trixie isn’t proud of you, but she is grateful. She doesn’t know how to repay your kindness” Trixie smiled at me, but I could sense a little sadness in there.

An opportunity! “Hike that skirt up and bend over for me. That’ll be a pretty good start.”

Trixie blushed hard. “Do you really mean that?”

Blue tutted and let me go. “He doesn’t. He was about to lie and say yes, but stop you before you could actually do it.”

I groaned. “Why do you have to know me so well? And just for the record, I was totally going to let her do it. She’s been annoying me for the past two hours with all this talk of me being nice!”

Blue smacked my arm. “You should apologize!”

“You should get a smaller bum. Just look at that thing, it’s massive!” It really is.

She hit me harder and blushed. “Alright, that’s getting you kicked out. I’ll see you over the weekend, though.”

I gave her a shit eating grin and a hug. “I’ll see you then, Blue.” I let her go and started heading toward the door when Blue caught my arm. “Is there something I can help you with?”

“Trixie, can you give us a moment in private?” She asked politely.

Trixie nodded and stepped out of the shop. Blue turned back to me, but wouldn’t look me in the eye. “Blue, is there something on your mind?”

“Well… It’s just something you said earlier that stuck in my mind.”

“Was it the comment on your rear? It’s really not that big, but you know stallions love a lady with a bit more back there anyway.” I said.

She chuckled. “I know I have a big bottom, but that’s not it.” She took a breath and let it out. “You… You said I was like a mother to you.”

I nodded. “You are. If that bothers you, then-”

“I want you to call me Mom!” She blurted.

My heart skipped a beat and I blinked back a tear. “I don’t say ‘Mom’, but I’ll call you Mum if you want.”

My new Mum’s face screwed up and we hugged each other for a few minutes, neither of us wanting to let go. I’d wanted to call Blue my mother since the first time I’d had tea with her since she just felt like the mother I’d always wanted. It didn’t hurt that she always made time for me whenever I needed it and that she’d helped me talk about some of the things I couldn’t talk to Twilight about, like how I really felt towards some of our friends and the flaws I saw in them, or how much they really hurt me when they did or said stupid shit. The time when we came back from Bridleland after Applejack, Fluttershy, and Spike called me a slut was the perfect example. I know that I’m pretty promiscuous, but I thought that it was acceptable in the Ponylands to have upwards of twenty partners in your ‘herd’, and every person I’d ever asked had tales of people reaching the thirties or forties. Blue had talked me through it and assured me that I wasn’t a slut. Her sincerity had touched me as much then as it did now.

I knew that wasn’t all there was to it. Blue had a son shaped hole in her heart that I fit rather well, and with Onyx filling the role as her possible husband, she’d told me that she felt like she had a family again. That conversation had ended much like this one had, and at that point, I wanted to ask her if I could call her my mother, but I’d been too scared of being rejected. Her bravery touched me as well, and Blue… She was just perfect. She was even the perfect color for me, though that wasn’t really a part of it. She could be neon yellow and I’d still love her the same, but now my mind’s wandering and I need to end this paragraph before I cry or get all sappy or some shit. It didn’t help at all that it was Mother’s Day in Equestria, so when we dried our eyes and gotten control of ourselves, I told Blue that I’d be by her house tomorrow morning to make her breakfast since I’d missed out on the chance today. She bargained for dinner and I agreed so we could spend at least a part of the day together.

I parted ways with my new Mum happier than I was when I walked in. Trixie was leaning against one of the windows outside and asked what we’d talked about, though she was confused when I said that Blue was my mother now. I explained to her that she’d lost her son and her husband and that I’d lost both of my parents, so we agreed to fill those roles in each others lives since we had such a good relationship. Trixie mentioned that her own mother lived far away and that her father had passed, so I gave her a hug and told her that she should get in touch with her mother. She flat out refused and clammed up when I asked her if she wanted to talk about it. That made me ask if she’d been abused and her body language closed off completely, so I told her that the topic was gone with the wind and that she could speak to me about it if she needed to.

Trixie wasn’t terribly receptive, so I opened up about some of the things my biological mother had done and let be done to me. I probably shouldn’t have told her about most of what I shared since she started crying in the middle of the street. I tried to comfort her and told Trixie that it was all in the past on a different world, but she still kept crying. I don’t really know if it was for me or if it was for her own pain, but a few of the people that passed us asked if she was alright. I told them that it was just shaping up to be a rough day and a few of them reached out to Trixie to tell her it would be okay. The kindness of complete strangers almost made me join her in shedding tears, but I’d already gotten in my allotted crying for the week, so I wasn't about to do it again right after I’d just gotten done with it.

Masculinity is stupid sometimes, but fucking deal with it.

Trixie eventually got a hold of herself and asked if we could have a word at my house. How the fuck was I about to say no? I wrapped an arm around her shoulder and agreed, though we didn’t talk anymore during the walk back home. She shed a few more tears while we were walking, but she didn’t stop walking and said no when I asked if she wanted to take a break, stating that she needed to tell someone. Trixie had a few fits of tremors that took a few minutes to pass, but contact was usually enough to help her stop from breaking down entirely.

I got Trixie sat down and made us some tea since conversation needs tea, Goddammit. Any talk worth having should be had with tea, and it was shaping up to be a very long one. Once I came back with tea, I had to get Trixie started rather carefully, but once she opened up, the floodgates didn’t just open: They shattered. The things she told me are words that I have no right to record, secrets and pain that I would rather cut out my own hand rather than repeat. I’d never heard of a Pony experiencing her pain or of one inflicting such pain onto another. By the time Trixie had confessed the sins of her mother, I was shaking with pure, unfiltered rage that I swallowed and stored for the day I met the… No, there are no words for people that abuse their children like that. When I meet Trixie’s ‘mother’, I’m killing her. As it was, I left Trixie’s side for a moment after getting her and myself to calm down. Her ‘mother’s’ name was Elusive Lulamoon and she lived in a town I’d never heard of, but I supplied the information I had about her in a letter to Celestia and asked that I, personally, be allowed to assist in her arrest.

My hands were shaking while I was writing the letter, but I still managed to make it legible enough to be worthy of sending off, so I returned to Trixie’s side and put an arm around her while she stared blankly into her cup of tea. We stayed like that for a good while. Once Trixie slapped her face and slipped on a mask, she gave me a weak smile and thanked me for giving her the courage to finally talk about what had happened. I told her that she’d had it all along and that she’d just needed to know that she wasn’t the only one out there.

Once Trixie assured me that she would be okay and just needed to have a lie down, I started making dinner for the three of us and sent Twilight a note telling her that I’d be staying in Ponyville while she went to Canterlot so I could have dinner with me mum, mate. Twilight sent me a note saying that she understood and that she hoped I had a good night since we wouldn’t be able to see each other. As I was writing her back, Celestia sent me a reply and told me that she had just sent a team of Unicorns to apprehend Elusive so she could do some fact checking. I finished my note for Twilight and started one for Celestia, thanking her for her efforts and ceding to her way of doing things since she’d told me that I wasn’t going to get a chance to meet Elusive. The cock huffing, cum dumpster, shit eating, filthy piece of Ponified sewage mixed with the most rotten, spoiled rubbish/trash/garbage/refuse (whatever you want to call her) would go on trial if and be sent straight to Tartarus if Trixie’s words proved true. I already knew that they were since there hadn't been so much as a trace of dishonesty when she spoke or anything in her body language to tip me off, but I understood Celestia’s need to check before she started wrecking shit. I wrote back and told her that Tartarus wasn't good enough, and Celestia let me know that she'd been using Tartarus metaphorically and that Elusive would wish for a vacation there by the time she was through.

Blue came in for dinner and I greeted her as ‘Mum’. She returned the favor by calling me ‘Son’ and I may have broken my ‘only cry once a week’ policy. Switching gears back to the sappy bullshit I’d been feeling earlier was simple since my pain had faded in time and I knew that Trixie’s revenge was about to be exacted. That alone lifted my spirits, but something niggled away at my heart. I asked Blue if she minded that Trixie join us for dinner so she wouldn’t be left out and she agreed in a heartbeat once I explained that Trixie and I had spoken about being abused. She actually offered to go get Trixie herself and I allowed her to do it, just in case some emotional healing ensued since I hadn't been able to patch up the cracks in Trixie’s heart. Twenty minutes later, I reheated dinner and Trixie joined us, both her and Blue having some fresh tears staining their cheeks. I didn’t ask about what had went on, but Trixie ate like she’d never have another meal and Blue was pretty ravenous too. I’d ended up making enough food for a small army since I knew my Mum’s appetite was similar to mine, and I was glad I did since everyone managed to make it to thirds. I’d been expecting to have leftovers, but that shit didn’t happen.

Trixie, Blue, and I bonded over the telling of happier stories from our past. I told stories of myself and Max, Trixie of herself and her father, and Blue went with a few of her husband and her son. It felt like sharing our pasts concerning those who’d passed away brought us closer and I felt a connection to each woman. Trixie felt a lot like a sister to me and Blue was obviously my mother, so it was like having a one parent family, so I asked Trixie if she’d allow me the privilege of calling her family. I got fucking hugged again and that shit was gross. However, as gross as it was, it felt just as nice and we agreed to have dinner or lunch on the weekends, schedules permitting.

Honestly, it was a little weird that I’d grown close to Trixie so quickly, but once she stopped bragging all the fucking time, she really was a pleasant person. Humility looked good on her and knowing that she was close to my other sister, Nashoba, had only given me extra impetus to like her. That and sharing pain was a bonding device like no other. It wasn’t hard to stop looking at her as a woman and start seeing her as a member of my own family as we talked long into the night, just getting to know each other better. Dawn came and went and we were still talking about whatever came to mind, and I made sure to tell her about the big stuff in my life, and she shared some more hurtful experiences like why she’d stopped seeing stallions and switched to mares. She hadn't been assaulted or anything by one, but there had been a few that just wanted her for her body and I couldn’t really blame her for not wanting to go through that again. I did point out that not all men were the same and she told me that she was well aware of the fact, but that she just didn’t want to be with one again. To reciprocate, I told her about my aversions to being dominated or penetrated in any way, though she had to inquire why that was. I gave her a few stories and I earned myself another hug, but Trixie was a little dehydrated from crying so much the day before.

Twilight came by around noon and I told her that Trixie was now like a sister to me, which made both of them smile brightly. Twilight asked if we were going to celebrate with a party and I agreed wholeheartedly though Trixie wanted to catch some sleep before it happened. This was going to be my second or third day without sleep, but I couldn’t really keep it straight at that point, so Twilight hit us with a refined version of her sleep spell that would give us about ten hours of sleep in half the time. It was fucking lovely.

I woke up and had a look around my house for Twilight, but only found Pinkie and Rarity putting up decorations for Trixie’s welcoming party. I decided to lend a hand, but was confused as to where Trixie was. They told me that Twilight had taken her out to get familiar with the town and to do some bonding since Trixie being my sister meant that she would eventually be Twilight’s. The thought made me smile and I realized that the family I’d cobbled together here was well worth fighting for. Sure, I’d been through one Hell of a shitshow to get to this point, but I was glad for it since my trials had brought me to a pretty decent level of happiness. I wondered if this was what the old crone in Gryphonia had been talking about when she said my life would suck until I found my peace, but I shook my head when I thought about how long I would live.

Fuck those thoughts, I was having fun setting up for the party.

Pinkie and Rarity told me that Rainbow was still upset with me for kicking her out of my house, but I told them that she could deal with it until she apologized to Trixie and to me. Pinkie asked why in the world she would have to apologize to me and I told her that Rainbow had disrespected and nearly assaulted me in my own home. I wasn’t putting up with that bullshit from anyone; not even from any of the three Princesses. Rarity tried to tell me that I should have handled the situation better, so I responded that Rainbow should have respected me enough to not start shit with someone who hadn't actually done anything to her. The worst things I did was point out that she’d been acting like her friend and told her that she was every bit as arrogant as Trixie had been before she got her shit together. Neither of them could say anything after I mentioned how often Dash bragged about herself.

Random people started showing up to my house because Pinkie had invited them, so we had a bit of a pre-party and I brought out some wine and whiskey. The first thing Pinkie did was spike the punch, and the second thing she did was start pumping watermelons full of vodka. I helped Rarity make jelly shots, though I wished that I could have a few for myself. I settled for making some normal jelly in green so they would contrast against the light blue alcoholic ones and had a few of those instead. Lime is a great flavour for jelly.

A lot more Ponies showed up to the party, but I noticed that Rainbow Dash was missing. I suppose she thought better of showing up to a party for someone she didn’t like, but even then I thought it was stupid for her to avoid coming just because she didn’t want to apologize for being a fucking cunt. Rainbow was childish when it came to shit like this, and since she’d never actually apologized for sending a storm at my house, I was levying that against her as a part of my ‘Fuck Rainbow’ initiative. It was probably a good thing she decided not to show her face if she wasn’t going to be civil, so I guess that was something to appreciate.

In any case, we turned the lights off when I spotted Trixie and Twilight walking down the path to my house so everyone could find a hiding place. There were plenty of things to hide behind and my entrance hall meant that people didn’t really have to try that hard anyway. The front door opened audibly and I could hear Twilight and Trixie talking about me and my good points until they walked into the living room. Once they appeared, everyone popped out or stood up and yelled ‘Surprise!’ or some shit and Trixie jumped a meter into the air before she was swarmed by people wishing her well and welcoming her into Ponyville. She turned to Twilight and gave her a hug before trying to talk to everyone, Pinkie grabbed my arm and lead me into my parlour to tell me about how that was a proper reaction to a surprise party. I just rolled my eyes and told her that I’d already known that, but the main point was that I wanted everyone except my friends out by midnight.

Pinkie agreed, and when we came back into the main room, the party was in full swing. Trixie was downing every jelly shot handed to her like a champ until she had to have a seat and Twilight was munching on watermelon like she was a black person filling a stereotype. Applejack was going around, passing out shots on a platter and Rarity was pouring wine with a steady hand, helping people keep their glasses full. I manned my station next to Rarity and started pouring the liquor that I’d brought out, though there were fewer people looking for a hard drink at any given time. I’d brought enough alcohol out to make an impromptu open bar, so it’s not like we were going to be hurting for refreshments any time soon. I didn’t feel like drinking at all, so I grabbed my pipe kit and had Twilight come over to my little slice of the party so I could share my smokeables with her since we tended to do so whenever we enjoyed each other’s company.

A few people were interested in the Baron’s herb, so I let a few people give it a shot. There weren’t many willing to step up after the first few coughed their lungs out and called me crazy for doing something that hurt so much. Twilight and I traded a look before shrugging and going back to doing what we had been. Once we’d had our fill, we took the time to find Trixie, but she seemed to be doing alright on her own, although she still seemed a little uncomfortable. Twilight and I decided to make things a little less awkward for Trixie and joined her in greeting some new people for a little while.

The party went pretty well, all things said. Orchid was there and during the last call, she and Trixie were talking up a storm, trying to get it all out before I grabbed Trixie for a moment and told her I didn’t mind if she got lucky while still under my roof. She declined my offer, but she did ask that I find her some cherries so they could find out who could tie a cherry stem faster. I gave her a chuckle and checked my icebox, only finding a handful within and even fewer with stems long enough to tie. I sorted through them and handed off the most likely candidates to Trixie and Orchid, though I didn’t stick around long.

Twilight and the girls helped me clean up some of the party, though they mostly just consumed the left over alcohol and helped me put away the liquor since a lot of the wine was gone. My stores had taken quite the hit tonight, but I was glad to find that Trixie and Orchid were standing a little closer every time I checked on them up until the point where I saw them do a little kissing. I let them have their privacy and asked the girls to do the same up until Orchid took her leave. When she was gone, I asked Trixie if the spark was there and she just blushed and told me that she had a date the next day. Twilight and I both thought that was hug worthy, so we gave her some affection before Trixie went to bed.

Applejack was a little drunk since she’d been downing liquor and surprisingly strong jelly shots all night, so Fluttershy lent her a shoulder on the way home. Rarity asked Spike to escort her home for some bullshit reason involving politeness, but Twilight gave them the go ahead as long as there wasn’t more than a kiss on the cheek at the end of the trip. Pinkie was too drunk to walk home, so I offered her a room, which she gratefully accepted, which just left Twilight and I to do whatever we wanted. I took her upstairs and she asked if I would mind giving her tummy some affection. Who was I to say no? I gave her what she wanted and was rewarded through kisses and some other methods that were rather nice.

There just aren’t enough hours in a day for me to get all of my shit done, but at least I managed to get this entry completed. Twilight was reading until the part about Blue, but she fell asleep and now I’m just carrying on while glancing at her every once in awhile. Now seems like a good place to stop, I guess. Good night, sleep tight, and if you're not Twilight, go see the light.

Author's Notes:

I've been waiting to bring Lupa back for forever. The name change might seem like a downgrade if you know your mythology, but I like Native American languages, as difficult a they might be to work around.

Written on Mother's Day since I didn't feel like doing a short story. Most of my short stories are smut anyway, so it could've gotten weird. It would've gotten weird.

As Always, Stay Cool, Kids.