Author's Notes:

It's the crosover you've waited weeks for! Gilgamesh!

“So,” I sighed as I sat down on a stool. “You have three choices, Crisp Linen. You tell me what you know and denounce Hurricane and walk free, or you tell me what you know and stay in here until you rot.”

I was in front of the yellow mare’s cell in the dungeon and she was sitting in the middle of her cell with a defiant look on her face. I’m going to wipe that expression off of her, I thought, holding back a smile.

“And the third?” Crisp asked.

I let some of my rage and a hint of mania slip into my eyes as I gave her my creepiest grin. “We’re gonna have some fun before you tell me, and then I’ll leave you a broken mare in body, mind, and spirit. I know the most gruesome ways to keep someone alive and in pain for years and I know noise canceling spells that will block any sounds....” I watched her shudder as she stared into my eyes, terror filling her gaze with each passing second.

Slowly, she began telling me of Hurricane’s plans.

Finally going after this den of snakes, I thought as I stalked down the hallway. I was heading for the Parliament Audience Chamber with an entire battalion of (trained) guards behind me.

I stopped in front of the doors, looking back over my shoulder at the hard faces of my guards. They had been briefed only an hour ago on what we were going to do and knew what kind of ponies had been making the laws.

Sky and Shadow had finally gotten enough dirt on the so called ‘nobles’ in the room before me that I could make this drastic move and have the charges stick. Most had illegal businesses, bastard children that had died because of them, and -- in one pony’s case -- had taken bribes to help supply Hurricane with weapons and support.

I turned back to the doors and shoved them open, announcing my arrival with a slam that shook the room into silence. The room wasn’t that much different from the rest of the city, being made of an almost black marble with dark blue edging and decorated with stars. But I wasn’t focused on the decor.

All of the fifty-odd desks were filled with the nobles that had been ‘elected’ and they had the audacity to act surprised.

“G-grandmother? What-” Golden Plate started.

“You all have two choices; step down and relinquish your titles and rank....” I interrupted, making sure everyone could hear the disgust in my voice. “Or be arrested and tried for all of your crimes!”

I paused for a second and turned to face a white stallion with three crowns on his flank, my demeanor changing to a pleasant one, scaring every noble in the room. “Except you, Fancy Pants. You,” I blurred over to his side and caressed his cheek. “are completely honest in your dealings. So much so, that I’m debating on whether or not you’re related to Applejack.”

“Er.... Tha-thank you...?” Fancy Pants said, uncertainty clear on his frightened face.

Heh, just like anime; everyone’s afraid of the calm demeanor more than the cold and harsh, I thought as I turned back to the rest of the room, my face hardening once more. “What are your answers?”

Most of the answers I received were from the cowards, stating that they would back down and keep their reputations. The ones who said they wouldn’t were quickly rounded up and led to the dungeons to await their trials.

“Announcing Lady Applejack of Sweet Apple Acres,” the crier said.

Shit, this is going to be awkward, I thought as the orange mare walked into the throne room. And I’m still wondering if I should call Nemesis.

Court was just beginning and I had been pondering on the Token in my hand if it would be safer if I summoned him. I had been going through all my tokens, trying to find one I wouldn’t mind having on my side in the coming battle. So far I had only one maybe in the form of a Displaced Samus Aran.

“Good evenin’ Grandmother,” I heard Applejack drawl, pulling me back to the present.

“And good evening to you as well, Applejack,” I replied. “What is it you bring before Night Court?”

She sighed and lowered her head. “There ain’t no proper way ‘a sayin’ this.... Ah’m afraid Ah’m gonna need another month er two ta git tha taxes paid.”

I’m guessing this has happened before, judging by the looks on everyone’s faces. I focussed back on the mare in front of me and said, “I assume you have exhausted every other option before you came here? Asked for help from your close friends?”

“W-well...”

“It would be wise to do so before you came here.”

Applejack nodded once and turned to leave. Before she could do so though, a huge bipedal suit of armor came out of a portal between the mare and I and landed on its face guard.

"Why does this keep happening to me?" He asked aloud before he looked up and observed his surroundings. Before anyone could respond he jumped up to his feet and shouted, "Emperor Badass McAwesome presiding, and I'm here to say WHAT'S UP BITCHEEEEEEEEEEEES!?'"

In the silence that followed I said, “No way.... That-...” I squealed happily as the armored figured turned around to look at me and launched myself at him, wrapping my arms and legs around his helmet. “Ohmygoshit’sactuallyGilgameshintheflesh!!!!”

"And once again I am now reduced to theme park mascot. Not that that's too much a problem. And who exactly do I have the pleasure of receiving a glimpse from this time?"

“Oh, sorry,” I said, blushing as I let go and floated beside his head. “I am Maxine Caulfield, current ruler of this Equestria.” I brushed consciously at my dress, trying to seem more in control than earlier. FUCK YEAH! GILGAMESH!!! I giggled a little.

His enthusiasm noticeably drained from his form. "That last title gives me pause," he said, his tone now completely serious and a bit threatening. "Why are you the Ruler of Equestria?"

The mood immediately darkened in the room, centered around me. “Because a little shit who is a specist motherfucker that got stoned when he killed Star Swirl the Bearded and his mates escaped. That bastard decided to murder my lover and her sister, just because they were trying to make everyone equal.” I continued as I saw Gilgamesh’s eyes flash dangerously. “Hurricane’s life is mine and mine alone! You want to harm him, you’ll have to kill me.”

His eyes actually glowed red in response. "Very well. Then I'll limit myself to making him beg for death before I leave him at your feet."

I glanced around at the various nobles and petitioners, noting their somewhat scared expressions. “Court is canceled for tonight.” I gestured for the guards to escort everyone out and soon the room was empty aside from me, Gilgamesh, Mun, and Sol’s hull.

Gilgamesh inhaled deeply before exhaling, his glowing eyes fading. "My apologies for rubbing salt on such a fresh severe wound. Even though I couldn't have known, I still feel bad about it."

I grabbed onto his scarf and pulled him to eye level saying, “I mean it. You want to harm even a single hair in his mane, you have to kill me before you will be able to.” I stopped myself, realizing what I was doing. I let go and drifted down to the floor. “I am sorry for being so rude and inhospitable.”

Once my feet were on the floor I walked over to Sol’s hull and pulled out Kat’s Token from a compartment and said, “I imagine you are the Gilgamesh Kat has talked about?”

I could instantly see his mood lighten, not to what it was before, but still better. "Ah, so you've met my first student. She's still like a little sister to me, though I'm not entirely sure she feels the same. I suppose you've met Typhon as well?"

I nodded, showing him how I had more or less glued Typhon’s Token onto Kat’s. “They both helped me.... Well, you’ll see once we leave for the dining room,” I said as my stomach took that time to complain about not getting breakfast. I motioned to the door. “Shall we?”

"Let's. I'd very much like something to lighten the mood." He then stared at me curiously for a moment, then smirked. "Dude."

Wait, what? I stared at him for a few seconds before thinking, He can see who I really am? I shook my head and walked towards the door, Mun and Sol following on either side of me. “You know, I’m kinda curious about what you look like under that helmet of yours.”

"Oh, sorry. I'm so used to wearing it I forget it sometimes," he said, pulling it off and holding it at his side. What I saw was a grey-skinned and strong-jawed adonis with golden hair pulled back into a shoulder-length ponytail and an impressive chin strap beard.

I stared at him for an awkward amount of time before saying, “Forget breakfast, I want you~.” I moved a few steps closer to Gilgamesh, my eyes half-lidded, and jumped up to his level, floating there with my dress opening a bit to show him the valley between my breasts.

He looked at me, obviously surprised, before his expression changed to one of hesitation. "Hm... Tempting, but I'm not sure how I'd feel about that. After all, I may have had one fling in the past, but I'm kind of a spoken for man."

I hmph’d and crossed my arms, looking away from him and floating back down. “Cockblocker....”

"... Aw fuck it, it's been a while since I had sex with something bipedal, and Luna and I aren't official yet. So long as you can promise I'm not having kids with you, I can't have that on my conscience."

I shook my head and continued walking. “Fine, I guess I can see where you’re coming from with that.” I sighed. “Used to be I wasn’t into guys at all and wanted to be with only one woman. Now? I’ll happily get in bed with anyone as long as they’re willing.”

"Much more 'free love' than me. I might not have liked my life before becoming who am I now, but I guess I'm still a bit old-fashioned."

I chuckled a bit. “Nah, where I’m from that’s standard thinking. What was it Typhon said...? Something about contra-somethings are everywhere where he and Kat are from. They were surprised when I said that.” I stopped and turned around, gesturing at the statues. “Those are what they helped me create. I almost made them go nuclear, what with my messing around with time, but I managed to stop it just before the radiation reached me.”

He looked at them and I could see the awe in his expression. It soon turned to sadness and he approached Luna's statue, looking upon it with a longing gaze. "Oh Luna, even if it has has been few and far between, any time I hear of the death of one of your others, my heart breaks," he muttered before gently caressing its face. "I want to be with you again so badly. I wish the only way to protect you and the others wasn't to leave." At that he began to cry, touching his head against the statue's. "Please, please be there for me when I return."

Damn.... I floated over to his shoulder and placed a hand on it, trying to find some way to comfort him. In the end I gave him a light kiss on the cheek and whispered, “You’ll find a way to be with her again. Don’t worry about Time not being on your side, ‘cause you have me rooting for you.”

He chuckled and wiped his eyes. "Another time manipulator, eh? There was a time I would've feared you on general principle." He turned and smiled at me. "Thanks. I needed that."

It was my turn to chuckle as I said, “Manipulate Time? No, I’ve made Time my bitch. I can manipulate physics through Time, yes. I can even make someone die of old age or make poisons more potent....” My grin faded as I thought back to when Celly and Luna died. “The only things I can’t change is curses and if someone actually wants to die.”

I shook myself and pushed off of Gilgamesh, sending myself down a side hall towards (hopefully) the dining room. “Anyways, you might be able to meet my foals if we hurry.”

"... Something about the way you said that makes me think you actually had them yourself."

I giggled as I turned to face the armored warrior following me. “Yup~! Golden Spark and Light Sweet. Thank the Stars all I had to go through was labor, due to being digistructed to Handsome Jack’s universe -- Time flowing differently and all that.”

“Had to go there to get Rainbow some very advanced healing,” I explained as I turned back to watch were I was going. “Rainbow.... I found her in a cave with dead foals. I found the ones responsible for that and made them pay, but....” I sighed, stopping in front of a door and floating down to the floor. “I don’t think the mental scars will heal completely.”

He looked back at me, stunned. “Holy crap. And I thought having to fight a world war was bad,” he shook his head. “How bad does a place have to be where I feel like the slaughter of millions in a fight for the very future of the world itself seems like I got off easy?”

“Don’t know. Wow, I actually know my way around now.” I walked into the dining room, heading for my fillies.

“What do you mean by that?”

“I’ve been lost countless times. Literally.” I picked up Rainbow. “Gilgamesh, meet Rainbow Dash.”

He stared for a moment before looking back at me. “She’s a filly?”

“Yep. Spike’s actually the Element of Loyalty here, and Fluttershy’s a Thestral.” I kissed Rainbow’s nose and set her back down on the main barrel of Mun’s hull, picking up Golden and Light next. “These two angels are Golden Spark and Light Sweet.”

This time he gave a reaction worthy of their cuteness, grasping his chest in pain. “HNNNNNG! The cuteness! It burns us! Please, for the sake of us all, don’t let them meet the Cutie Mark Crusaders!”

I thought a moment, actually considering inviting the terrible trio over to play with my fillies. That... sounds like a good idea on paper. Especially with Sol and Mun watching over them. I finally said, “I think I shall once-”

A window shattered and a grey blur smacked into Gilgamesh’s head, bouncing off and hitting high on the wall.

“Now that’s more like it!” I heard from the pony shaped hole in the wall.

Gilgamesh rubbed his head, trying to ease the pain. “Not that I’m not used to getting hard knocks, but the fuck was that!?”

“Must you destroy at least one window every time you spar, Sombra?” I asked as I facepalmed.

“Well excuuuuuse me princess,” he said as he pulled himself out of the wall. “But I can’t bend time and space with my mind.”

I just glared at him.

“Sombra?”

I turned around to see Gilgamesh’s shocked expression as he faced my Guard Captain. In a moment his eyes turned harsh as he put his helmet back on.

“Sorry, too busy 'schooling newbs' as Max there would say, come back later,” Sombra said disinterestedly as he jumped to the floor.

“PREPARE FOR DESTRUCTION, FIEND!” he shouted before unclipping his naginata and swinging it in one quick motion. ”WIND SLASH!” he cried, as blades of wind launched from his weapon.

Sombra merely turned to shadow, dodging the blades while closing the distance. Once he was close enough, he pulled his scythe from his shadow and halfheartedly swung it at the tall warrior.

Gilgamesh responded by firing a beam of fire from his eyes the size of his own head right at the shadow’s ‘head.’

Sombra dodged once more to the end of the table, becoming physical again as he said, “Ah, a foe on par with Celestia.” He twirled his scythe to his left side. “I believe I have a bit of time for a spar. HAVE AT THEE!” Sombra launched himself forwards, forming five red-tinted crystals around him.

“SPAWN OF EVIL, BEGONE!” Gilgamesh shouted back, unleashing a Flash spell to temporarily blind his opponent before kicking him in the face and out of the room and jumping out after him. He then quickly clipped his naginata back before cupping his hands and gathering his energy, a blue ball of light forming in his hands, crackling with electricity. “Denjin Hadouken!” he shouted as he fired the ball of electricity and Ki.

One of Sombra’s crystals moved into the path of the attack, disintegrating as it destroyed the ball of energy. Sombra grabbed hold of another of his crystals and flipped himself, landing on his hooves with a crack. Shards of crystal shot up from the ground towards Gilgamesh in a line, a huge one popping up between his feet.

Gilgamesh bellowed and an explosion of wind and fire radiated from his body, annihilating the attack. As smoke began to spread across the sparring ground, an intimidating song began to play. “Sombra. This world has suffered enough without you present.” A pair of glowing red lights shone from within the smoke. “You die here.” The warrior then shot out of the smoke, his body aflame as he wielded his weapon.

Sombra pulled his shadow up, shaping it around himself and obscuring his body from view. Gilgamesh flew into the Shadows and came out the other side, his flames sputtering out.

Great, he had to use that? I thought as I watched.

Sombra chuckled and said, “Foolish berserker, rushing blindly into the Darkness.”

He and the mysterious warrior were in the warrior’s mind, which was currently portrayed as a black, featureless abyss.

“Now, you have no hope of winning.”

“Wait… you’re in my head?” Gilgamesh asked.

“I thought that was obvious, this being a plane of nothingness.”

Instead of getting angry, Sombra could almost feel the smugness radiate through the mental landscape. “You have no idea what you’ve just gotten yourself into.”

Sombra scoffed, “As if you could beat the madness I witnessed in Celestia’s eyes.”

“Let’s test that. Though I think we’ll start small.”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R33CrFxxy8w

“.... What.” Sombra glanced around, nervous a bit. “You aren’t by any chance related to Discord or The Pink One, are you?”

“Hm, nothing from that huh? Well, let’s take it a step up,” he said.

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

“The fuck was that?” Sombra said, clearly more confused than scared.

“You’re right, that was a bit too coherent, wasn’t it? Let’s try this instead.”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q2UVnY6tuCA

“Wh- I- But- Wha- HUH!?!?” Sombra shook his head, trying to clear it of the madness he just witnessed. “You’re definitely somehow related to The Pink One.” He shuddered.

“Actually, I just studied under her, But I also have the insanity of the internet to draw on. Now, let me be your guide.”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MdiPW8ICorg

Sombra ran away screaming and crying.

I was surprised when Sombra ran behind me crying, “IT’S WORSE THAN THE PINK ONE!!!!”

“Um....” I said, Sombra muttering something about “hawk-men”.

“GILGAMESH SMASH!” the warrior shouted, running in after him.

I pulled the numbers into my sight and stopped him in mid-jump, giving him a disapproving look as he landed on the table. “No killing and/or mentally breaking my Captain of the Guard.”

Gilgamesh sat up stared for a moment. “‘Captain of the Guard?’ Him?”

“Yes, Celestia scared him and made him lose interest in being even more powerful than he is right now,” I explained. “Look, Celestia’s the one that got banished here. Pegasi -- like Rainbow -- are basically seen as terrorists because of Commander Hurricane and the fact that they broke the pact that was made when Equestria was founded.”

“Wow… that’s a lot of differences. But not all pegasi are bad, right? And is Sombra good or just not evil?”

“No not all are, but the ones that aren’t must be in very deep cover. Unlike Hurricane and his merry band of mares.” I let Light fly back to her breakfast and walked over to the table again, Sombra keeping me between him and Gilgamesh. “Sombra is basically like Riku now, except he has a scythe instead of a keyblade.”

Gilgamesh hesitated a moment before clipping his naginata back and bowing to Sombra. “My apologies for making assumptions. I should’ve observed the situation more closely. I would be pleased to spar with you in a more honorable manner in the future.”

“As long as you don’t dive into any shadows I create, I shall look forward to that,” Sombra said tentatively. He turned to me. “I’m going to take the rest of the night off to cut out what happened.”

“Don’t cut too much, you’re liable to lose your head,” I joked.

Sombra just stared at me before turning into shadows and breaking the last whole window in his retreat.

I shook my head and set Golden back in her chair. “Anyways.... I’m going to be capturing Hurricane in two night’s time. Gonna need backup for his allies, if you’re interested.”

I saw his eyes turn dangerous again. “I’d be honored to help. But may I make a suggestion?”

“Oh, what kind of suggestion?” I motioned Silver Plate over and said, “I’ll have a stack of three strawberry-banana pancakes with bacon on the side. I’ll have a tall glass of milk to go with it.”

Silver turned to Gilgamesh and looked expectantly.

“Chocolate chip waffles with butter, ham and chili pepper omelette, and some red tea, preferably Zebafrican style, if you could please.”

Silver nodded and left for the kitchens.

“Are you familiar with the Warriors series?” I asked.

“I’m not, but it probably won’t be too hard to find out,” he answered, reaching behind him and pulling out an iPhone.

“.... Nope, not gonna question it,” Sol said, averting her eyes from him.

“Umbra Shadow Walker, A.K.A. Aaron Heibi, one of the few Displaced who reached Sys Admin level and sells anything in return for almost anything. This is basically his Token. Now let’s see, ‘Warrior’s novel series’... Huh, that looks interesting. Maybe I should get into that.”

“Trust me, it’s a very good universe. I used to own all forty-seven books,” I said. “Hurricane’s allies are a group of city cats called BloodClan, led by a cat named Scourge. They appear in the sixth book in the first series and get finished off at the end of the book. Scourge... is basically more greedy than a dragon, wears filed god teeth on his collar and claws, and can kill a Clan leader that has nine lives in a single blow. I’m talking about all nine lives, too.”

I pulled my arms off the table so Silver could set my plate down and picked up my knife and fork.

“Interesting. And yet, they’re all just cats? At least, that’s what I read made them sound like,” he asked, removing his helmet and taking a sip of his tea, sighing contently. “Surely there must be some notable difference here in this world.”

“Yeah, they aren’t from here originally,” I said, taking a bite of pancake. “And they’re as big as ponies, too. Makes Scourge more of a threat than Hurricane, actually.”

“Do not underestimate the ordinary housecat,” he replied. “But before we continue, may I elaborate on my suggestion?” he asked before taking a bite of his omelette.

“Sure. All I plan on doing is waiting until he makes a move and then rewinding to tonight to change up the positions of the guards so they’ll be in more advantageous spots so they can protect the citizens. I’m opening a new museum in Manehattan in two nights,” I explained. “If you have a better idea than that, I’ll gladly listen.”

“Not so much a better idea as an add on. I’ll admit, this realm is very different from those I’ve been to, and maybe I’m being optimistic here, but I think more than just being against Hurricane, you need to be for pegasi. I mean think about it, if the pegasi are so hated here that even the one’s that outright support you still have to hide their identity, perhaps it stands to reason that some of those under Hurricane’s command, or at least not supporting you, do so out of fear of prejudice and not merely supportive of him?”

“Basically be more obvious about liking Pegasi? I’m already going to be running a pro-Pegasus campaign and forming a special battalion for them in the Guard,” I said between bites. “Oh, I get it. Once they show themselves I tell them that and ask them to turn on him. The cats will still be a problem though.”

“Both actually. I can’t stand persecution myself, and when the ponies started having problems working alongside changelings in my dimension, I made it perfectly clear that I wasn’t having that shit,” he said as he cut and bit into a piece of the waffle. “In addition, having Hurricane’s members abandon him mid-battle could be more effective than having it happen before then. As for the cats,” he paused to take another sip of tea, “you give me the intel I need, and I’ll handle that.”

“I actually don’t know much outside of what I told you already, but if you can kill both Scourge and his Deputy, Bones, BloodClan will fold like a house of cards in a windstorm.” I finished off the last of my pancakes and reached for my milk.

“Hey Max,” Shadow said as she stepped into the room, the foal she and her sister saved walking next to her. “Me and Fleet Rain are bored and my sister’s off with Sawbones.”

I put on my thinking face and said, “Hmmm.... That is indeed a pickle. Maybe I could invite the Cutie Mark Crusaders for a sleepover.”

“Holy shit, lady, you must be crazy,” Gilgamesh said with a terrified expression.

“Nope, just wanting to weaponize cuteness,” I said, giving him my own cute smile.

“You’re already weapons-grade cuteness,” I heard come from one of the windows.

I turned to see Murphy, as always. Before I could respond Gilgamesh butt in. “What are you talking about? Personally I think she looks a bit too mature to be called ‘cute’, but I suppose that’s just me. Also, you know she used to be a he, right? I mean, I don’t mind, but just didn’t know if you knew.”

“Yeah. I heard it from Holo,” Murphy said as he flew in. “I’m Murphy, by the way.”

“Gilgamesh, wanderer of the multiverse, blessed by Faust herself, and unfortunately running away from home so everyone there doesn’t have to deal with my shit. How ya doin’?”

“Eh, can’t complain. Made my first Blessing a week or two ago, caused some trouble for some ponies.... You know, same old same old. By the way, would you like it?”

“Before you decide, he’s Murphy. You know, ‘Murphy’s law’ Murphy,” I interjected.

“Oh wow, a physical personification of misfortune? How’s that work out for you?”

“Still tedious. I’ve been doing this for... Ten thousand years? Twenty?” Murphy said, shaking his head. “I don’t recall the exact number, but it’s somewhere between those.”

“So, no job satisfaction?”

“Yeah, but I haven’t found anyone to slap my Mantle on,” he sighed.

“I guess not many ponies want to be associated with essentially a curse god… Actually, that gives me an idea. I don’t know if it’d work with your powers, but there was one character in a game I was a fan of that was a goddess of misfortune, but she helped others be absorbing their misfortune. I don’t suppose you could pull something like that off?”

Murphy opened his mouth to respond but stopped. Finally he said, “I guess that could work. Never tried removing misfortune before. But my Blessing does something similar by making your enemies more prone to messing up.”

“Sounds useful, though I’m guessing you’re having trouble getting others to believe that it won’t cause some other problem, whether intentional or not. Basically I’m suggesting if you can make others want associate with you, you might find someone willing to take on that mantle of yours.”

“You are kinda misunderstood,” I said.

“Okay, I guess I can try taking misfortune away from someone. Though I will probably need to put it onto someone else,” Murphy said.

“Judging how many nutjobs appear to be in this world, I’m sure you’ll find no problem finding some acceptable targets,” Gilgamesh quipped.

“Eh... I guess so. I’ve just done this for so long that I’ve gotten lazy with most of what I do and just let my powers do whatever they want, which sometimes leads me to getting a dresser to the face. While sitting on a balcony railing. In the Crystal Empire.”

“Ouch. Sounds like you need to micromanage a bit more.”

I grimaced and said, “No, that one was actually my bad. I was running on less than two hours of sleep and... somehow got offended by what his sign said.”

“Yup, that sounds like sleep deprivation, alright. So what, you threw a dresser at the sign and it hit him?”

“Actually, I threw it at his head if you go by what Cadence and Sombra say.”

“Anyways, thanks for the suggestion. I might use it within the next hundred years,” Murphy said as he flew back out the window.

“Interesting guy, overall. I hope he gets some more appreciation in the future,” Gilgamesh said, taking another bite out of his omelette.

“Yeah.... Anyways, you wanna share my bed today or find your own?” I asked, finishing my milk off after.

“Well, I think it would be a bit rude to sleep in a different bed after sharing one with you,” he said as he finished off his waffles. “Or have you lost interest with me already?” he added with a smirk.

“Oh I haven’t, you can be sure of that. I’m just asking in case you don’t want to have three fillies crawling on you while you sleep,” I said with a small smile.

He hummed in thought before taking the last sip of his tea. “I suppose I wouldn’t mind. It’s probably something I should grow to get used to, as I fully intend to have my own kids with Luna when I get back, biologics and magic permitting.”

“Still bored here,” Shadow said.

“Okay, okay,” I chuckled. “Since night court is canceled, why don’t we give Twilight an unexpected visit?”

Gilgamesh chuckled. “Why is it that no matter what universe I go to, Twilight seems to be the favorite prank target? I guess her reactions are pretty over the top.”

“Oh, I’m not doing this as a prank. She’s been sending me weekly updates about the Elements and their bearers’ trials. She mentioned something about teaching the CMC something tonight,” I said, an evil grin on my face.

He cocked his head for a moment before his eyes widened. “You’re not suggesting what I think you’re suggesting… are you?”

“Let Twilight handle all eight foals with only Sol and Mun,” I gestured to the two Thestrals and their hulls, “to help her keep track of them and sit back to watch the chaos?” I paused for a moment then said, “Nah, I’m gonna be right there next to her talking with her while helping her.”

“It still won’t be enough to prepare her for the slumber party from hell.”

“Gonna do it anyways!” With that I teleported all of us to the main room of the Golden Oaks Library.