Clanking and light cranking sounds echoed in the forge. The heat and sizzling of molten metal could be heard in tune with the heavy clang of steel being reforged. On the side, and on a special hanger set, the mechanized armor of Jerry’s Overlord suit stood-- with one scientist working on it.

Albert opened a small panel and began to take out parts, remarking back, “That must have been a hit. Most of the breakers went off. A few failed, probably why some of the armor shut down or stop working.” Then gave a look back to the robed man, telling, “This armor wasn’t made to be anti-lightning. Handel Electrical charges from wildlife-- but not something like lightning. You’re lucky you didn’t fry inside the armor.” Then remarked, “Then again… it was magical. Probably wasn't as hot or as powerful…”

Rubbing his face some, Jerry sighed out. “I’m lucky that they were basic shock spells.” slightly leaning on his good leg as he was still recovering from the entire event yesterday. “So, any idea how to fix it? Maybe upgrade it some?” and added. “Or do I need to switch back to my Arcanium for a while since the armor need more than a repair?”

Humming some, Albert told back, “It’ll take some work… and if you want me to make it more resistant on something like those electrical shocks? That might add a few days of work and testing. A week at most to fine-tune it.” He placed the damaged parts aside-- mostly for later recycling.

Getting up, Albert turned his gaze back to Jerry and told while pocketing his hands into his black lab coat. “If I fix this, I might suggest you change your fighting style. This is meant to take blunt force and possible armor penetration-- not plasma, heat or purer forms of energy hits. It might resist-- but that’s far from impervious.”

He thought some to himself and told, “If we used Plasteel and some other materials like Areo-gel, maybe use some knowledge I have about the Prawn, I could make it better…” Then mused with a hand to his chin, “But that would take possibly months of research. Time we don’t have.”

Grimacing some, he said. “Just try to work the best you can Albert, thats all I ask.” rubbing his face from the slight tiredness as well the slight headache of being questioned by Shining-- maybe Celestia and Luna as he knew by now they’ll know about him making thralls. Sighing some, he look back to Albert and told. “In the meantime, I’ll be wearing my Arcanium as usual, maybe keep using my titanium blade just to give me a edge.” He thought over some, as he asked.

“Albert...do you think I’m the same?” looking at him as Albert making a ‘hmm?’ sound as Jerry went on. “The same as the Caribous with my Target spell? I told you how it functions and...well, I can already imagine the Resistance will see me the same as the Caribous with that spell.”

Taking his hand away from his chin, mostly to brush back a few dark strands of hair in front of his face, Albert said, “That can be debatable. On one hand, you force unwilling minds to follow your whims.” Then once the hair was out of his face, pocketed that hand to go on. “On the other, you don’t just enthrall anyone. You have clear targets that had intended to kill you.”

Moving to stand before Jerry, Albert said, “You’ve used it before, and not once questioned it. What changed?” Seeming to gauge and analyze the man before him. While Jerry knew, in a sense, that Albert was nowhere near threatening or even powerful compared to him-- his shorter stature, just lean enough body and overall scientist like look that belayed his lack of strength…

Those green eyes, eyes with a slightly sickly yellow glow held onto something. A more brighter mind. Jerry wouldn’t admit it, but sometimes it felt intimidating to look at those focused, trained and watchful eyes that seemed to want to pick him apart. It was… unnerving at times.

Sighing some, he told. “It started with the whole mission. I had to use it constantly, and whenever I fought close with them...all they had were apathetic looks. Empty eyes, nothing of life in them, little more than just puppets for me to use.” rubbing his eyes some as he look to Albert, doing his best to not be unnerved by him as he went on. “Even when some were turned into Does and being raped...they didn’t react. Even more when they died, all their expression was? Apathy and a void within their eyes…”

“Lovely.” Was the first comment he made, “And I mean your mare. She used to be just like them, correct?” The infected man waiting and watching as Jerry slowly nodded. “Unlike you, Jerry? If I found the machine and mare’s blank of anything, I would have used it in the knowledge of what it could do.”

He went on, “Not used it for self indulgence. If I was ever given a machine like that, with many blank and unfeeling bodies that are nothing more than vegetables? I would have programed them to be what was needed. Workers, enforcers… soldiers, assassins, spies. All perfectly programed for the job.”

Albert let this stew in Jerry’s mind before telling, “You keep the bodies around in those little stasis boxes of thiers. Still blank and dreaming a dreamless sleep. So you tell me, which side is worse? The one that brainwashes for survival? The one that wipes memories clean for deplorable pleasures? Or to just take bodies and turn them into your strict needs?”

There was a bout of silence as Albert went on with a lowered head, shadow slightly overcasting his barely glowing eyes. “White, grey or black. The lines can be hard to seen. In your case, I would judge it as white in comparison to the current situation. Does it make you better?” Then mused, “Possibly not. Does it make you the more favorable choice?” The man looked up and shrugged, “Remains to be seen. So far, it looks like it.”

Snorting some, he told in slight sarcasm. “Although in this case, it would make me more villainous and probably make things more tense between me and the Resistance working if they’re waiting to attack me the moment I ‘use’ the spell on them.” rolling his eyes some. “Honestly, I think they’ll demonize me more for that, and really? I’m starting to just accept that I’ll be a bad guy for the rest of my life, why not embrace the fact the world will hate and fear me under the guise?”

“Because it would still be a fake guise?” Asked Albert in quarry. He lifted a brow and continued on, “Lovely doesn't fear you because you made her to be only for you. Shadow does not fear you because she knows about your good heart. Jasmine doesn't fear you because she knows there’s a kid inside your head. Jade lacks the same fear because she sees the potential of a good person.”

They stared at the other for a long moment as Albert went on, “And I doubt Celestia or Luna will be fast to wave you off, even with this.” Raising a brow and going on, “They know you’re being evil, but also a good person. They know our secret. They might not approve, but they also didn’t approve of the virus being used, but knew in the end it was the only move that could be done. When it comes to dire situations like this? The lines blur. The choice is decided by utter need than wants.”

Giving a slight chuckle as Jerry joked with a grin. “And in my utter needs, were the needs of survival and making sure that the mission was a success with the Resistance having low losses.” then sigh out. “Thanks Albert for the talk. It...really bothered me a bit since that troubled dream.” then shake his head as he asked. “Need me to get you anything while you’re here in the Forge? Water, more tools-- maybe get Giblet to craft you some things you need?”

Pausing to consider, Albert said, “Yes. A run to the beach where my Cyclops is. Find the young mare Deft. I’ll draw up a list for her to look over and get the supplies set on the beach for pickup.”

He nod, as he shouted. “Hey, someone go to the beach where Albert Cyclop is! Find a mare name Deft and escort her here!” hearing the small sounds of feet moving as it confrim his Minions heard and obeyed. He was about to ask more, until a Red came down and spoke.

“Master! Gate!” he pause, looking at him as he asked.

“Which one?”

“Mare Gate, mare Gate!” sighing some, he look to Albert with mixture of annoyance and exasperation.

“Look like they want to talk to me about yesterday now.” and added in a dry tone. “Or maybe want me to keep going on a new mission, a man can hope.” then told as he slowly walk to the armory. “Giblet, help me get my Arcanium armor on!” the Brown smith moving to assist his Master with other Minions to provide support.

Raising a brow, Albert observed, “You seem to put a lot of effort to keep up appearances.” Then went on, “And if anything? I would expect it to be Princess Luna or Prince Armor. Both are the more higher ranking individuals. Maybe showing as Jerry might be better.”

He then slightly smiled, “And, to be frank Jerry, this only adds to your stress. Putting up a front is a lot to do dayly. Maybe figure out who’s coming by gate before dressing for the wrong situation.”

He pause to consider that, raising a hand to make the Minions pause as he look to the Red and command. “Who was contacting through the Gate?”

The Minion thought, before telling. “Night-mane! Night-mane and Shield-bearer!”

“So Luna and Shining, eh?” then consider it before telling. “Eh, I’m still recovering, I think I can make do without the armor.” although did added. “But tell Lovely she’ll be assisting me in walking.” the Red saluted, rushing off to get the maid as he said to Albert. “If you pardon me, I’m off to see what they want to talk about.” slowly walking towards the stairway up to the throne room.

Albert watched for a moment before shaking his head and moving back to the armored suite. Looking it over as he kneeled down to keep removing broken parts or triggered breakers, the man thought about how to at least make it a bit more resealant. Hopefully the parts he was considering would work… Better write it up now so Deft can get to work gathering them.

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Seeing as Lovely was sent to aid Jerry, Shadow herself moved to the throne room to greet the royals that would be coming through soon. She straightened out her dress and stood up ready-- mostly to keep a good impression for Luna’s arrival. Part of her slightly smiled to the thought, being able to still believe and slightly serve her patron-- but not need for it to be a full on obligation or dedication as a subject.

When the gate charged, Shadow closed her eyes to take a breath, power and magic erupting as the ponies came through. She was going to greet, but counted a few extra’s. Prince Armor and Princess Luna were expected. What wasn’t were the three extra guards-- one of which gave a look around, but also smiled at her even while in the steel armor that was almost reminiscent to smoothed and almost rounded version of Jerry’s old steel armor.

She blinked some, looking at the mare and soon said with a wide smile. “Spree!” coming off by the throne seat, going to the middle of the room to hug her friend and said. “Oh I missed you-- it's been so long since I last saw you.” as she held the mare tight as she missed her friend.

Moving one free arm to return the hug, Spree leaned in a bit and smiled, “Same. I’m glad to see you’re doing so well still.” Firmly holding the mare for a moment before reluctantly letting go. She would of risked a small sneak feel-- but she was on duty.

“I would love to chat, but I’m sort of on duty.” Spree smiled, reminding her friend of just who was there. Though from the looks of it, Luna only looked amused, while Armor slightly smiled. Though the two guards in the back held looks of uncertainty, or mostly slight glares at the red collar around Shadow’s neck.

She gave a low giggle and said. “Alright, alright.” moving back and soon give a curt bow to Luna and Shining. “Hello Night-Mother, Prince Armor. Jerry will be coming soon, he’s still recovering from yesterday.” moving back to the throne seat as she was about to ask if they want refreshments, before a gnarly voice grumble out.

“Oh great, it's miss goody-two-shoes again!” glancing to see Gnarl by the throne as she still wonder if he came by magic or was good at sneaking. “I see you still wear the armor the Master graciously allow you to wear, whelp.”

Spree only smirked, “Nice to see you too, toad.” Almost taking slight pleasure at the glare the minion gave.

For Gnarl, he could only scowl more deeply. If Spree was bad from before? Now, now he could just smell the utter stench of heroics in her. The way she held herself, the sense of confidence and strength. The armor, once jagged and straight, now looked rounder… almost more welcoming.

“And I’m thankful Jerry let me have it.” Added Spree soon after. “It’s helped me a lot. Survived a few things that might have actually done me in.” Then patted at the crown-like-top of the helmet, smoothed and rounded back more. “But… I had to make some slight changes.”

She glanced back and gave a bow to the two rulers, letting them pass her up. Luna give a polite nod before speaking to Shadow with a smile, “It is good to see you faring well, Daughter of the Night. Tell us, how has your Master been? I heard from Prince Armor that the last battle was rough on his endurance.”

There was a slight frown as she admitted. “He’s recovering, Night-mother. It was a lot more than physical pain he endured. He might need a day or two to be in full health before going out to fight again.” then added with a low smile. “He’ll be coming along shortly, but may take a little time on his part, his muscles are still recovering from being shocked more than once.”

“But not to worry, after a good healing of the Blues, the Master will be back with his carnage.” told Gnarl with a sly grin, as he added to Shining. “And I must say, the looks of you are really, lightening. A shame the Master couldn’t take the corruption from you or that pink one you had so close when you two came here, but I suppose the Crystal Heart was a good substitute for raw energy of corruption than the tiny insignificant energy you and the pink one had, Prince.” Shadow frown at Gnarl, knowing the old minion was pushing the unicorn buttons.

Tightening his stance, Shining Armor said, “You should consider what you’re saying, Gnarl was it?” Making sure he had the name correct. “If your Master heard you were making this situation tense or trying to instigate something to compromise our alliance, then I think he might get a little angry at who was responsible.”

Giving Gnarl a sideways glance, Luna spoke, “Do not waste breath on his likes, Shining Armor. He merely wishes for easy rises from us both. It’s the only pleasure he can gain from us in his advanced age.”

Cackling some, Gnarl told. “The moon wench is right, when you get at my age, you have to find the little things to enjoy.” before going on more, they heard a few footsteps, as Shadow turn her attention to the stairs coming from the Forge. As did the ponies, seeing something was coming up from the flight of stairs. When a few more steps came, they saw Jerry in his robes walking up, having a slight tired look as Lovely pressed close to him, helping him up with each step as she had a concern look on her face.

Making sure her Master got up to the top as Shining was surprised to see Jerry without his armor, as did the two other guards. Luna slightly looked with a neutral expression as Lovely aided Jerry to walk to the throne, Shadow moved to the other side of the male. Mostly to help Jerry get there faster as he stood before the throne, turning around slowly as he carefully sat down as he let out a sigh.

Relaxing against the stone throne as he smile to the two as he said. “Thanks girls.” both smile as they went back to their respective sides as they stood near the throne as Jerry raise a shaky hand, waving some to Luna. “Hey, I know it's a surprise of me not wearing the armor-- but I think you can excuse me not looking the part with how draining it was for me to walk up a flight of stairs.”

With a simple nod, she spoke, “We can. From the way you hold yourself, your body is much too tired to simply lug around armor to place on a proper appearance.” Then gave a glance to Shining Armor for a moment, waiting for him to come out of his slight surprise before continuing. “I’m afraid I must inform you, that some are unnerved by your recent actions.”

Shaking his head just a bit, Shining straighten himself up and asked, “That spell you used on the Caribou, the one that had a force of them to follow you. What was it?” Sounding fairly tight about it.

Snorting some, he told. “It’s called Target. Something I acquired from way back.” relaxing more in the cool stone throne, despite the pouring of magma on the side of it as Shining pressed.

“How does it work? Where did you learn it from?” Jerry consider on answering...but with the guards around, he wasn’t sure if he should say it. Yes he might be willing to be honest with Luna-- maybe even more with Spree...but he wasn’t sure about either Shining or the guards.

Raising her brow, Luna spoke, “Is something the matter, Overlord Jerry?” Then blinked before speaking, “Prince Armor will be like myself and my sister in knowing what is to happen. And I am aware that Spree knows many things too.” Then added simply, “If it’s secrecy you are concerned of, it is but a decree away for me to order from our guards.”

Chuckling some as he look to Luna and told. “While I can trust Spree to keep a secret-- it was your guards I was concern of. I appreciate you making them keep hush about it.” then focus back on Shining as he went on. “And with Luna vouching for you? I can tell you on how it works. Simply put? I dominate my will over my target own, pushing down their minds and make them like thralls.”

While Shadow slightly knew this from his explanation, and seeing what gave him that power in the Magic room down below, it still felt a little uncomfortable he could do that. But she trust him to use it wisely. She refocus on him, while he explained on. “And as for how I ‘learn’ it?” chuckling a bit as he said with a grin. “Well, there’s a reason I took all those artifacts in the facility. One of them I know very well to the point I could use it.” While the two guards look disgusted by this, Shining clench his hands tight, narrowing his eyes at Jerry as he look like he wanted to accuse him of something.

Humming to herself internally, Luna spoke, “My sister once read over those. Reports by scientists that you recovered from a facility. Made mention that all artifacts but two were mentioned by you. I assume that these artifacts, and others, are reason to higher power for yourself then?”

Blowing out air, he said. “In more ways than one. While the other artifacts are with me for reasons I won’t tell yet-- the other two artifacts were, in a sense, crafted out of the same material and magic like my Gates.” gaining attention as he rolled his eyes.

“The two artifacts were a Spell Stone and a Spell Catalyst. Basically the Spell Stone allows me to learn a new spell, while the Spell Catalyst? It ‘powers’ the spell depending on how I use it.”

“I see.” Luna nodded in understanding. “Be it from those two, or possibly others, you gained the power to bend wills to align with your needs.” She rose a brow and spoke, “But let us not dance around the subject. I am plenty sure you and I both know why there is a mounting concern over this one thing. Correct?”

Sighing, he nodded. Looking at them as he told. “To be honest Luna? I don’t use that spell often, for exactly this reason. The concern and fear of me somehow might bend wills willy nilly. Maybe assume I’m no better than the Caribous.” but then gave a look and told. “But I’m nothing like them. Did I bend those Caribous to fight and die for me? Yes. Is it terrifying that I have this power and its something no one ever knew how to stop? Oh completely.”

Then told in flat tone. “But I don’t use it unless for the needs of survival. Unless I am in battle against my enemy, which is the Caribous. The ones who attack me to try to kill me. I hate using it for anything other than fighting, or as a last resort. It may be ‘wrong’ for me to have this spell-- but without that spell? The entire operation would be a failure because I was trapped and the Caribous were outnumbering me with numbers and runic shields that deflect me.

“As well having loads of transformation potions ready to toss at me, so I had to use the Target to keep me alive and able to keep doing what I was asked to do. Be a distraction.”

Calmly and cooly, Luna said, “We are not here to accuse you, Overlord Jerry.” Then motioned between herself and Armor. “We are here to confirm you will not use it on our ponies. That is all.” Then went on, “Perhaps a moment so you, I and armor may speak in length. He will be on the same terms as myself and my Sister. Even Cadence will be, once things have calmed.”

“As it is?” Soon spoke up Shining Armor. “All operations have been postponed. Screech has gotten some news from one of the resistance teams doing smaller raids, that something is going on. We’re waiting for new information before moving.”

Giving a long relief breath, he said. ”Good.” Looking to them as he said. “No offense, but yesterday gave me a total migraine, not to mention my titanium armor is in the repairs with Albert. Lighting and it does not go well.” then snort some as he added with a scowl to his slightly shaking hands. “I doubt I can even get up without Lovely helping me, let alone wield up a blade or wear armor for a while.”

Glancing up to the two as he asked. “Anything else that we need to discuss about?”

“Nothing too serious for now.” Told Luna. “If anything, I think this small window of time should be taken to just speak to one another. Gain more common footing.” Then slightly looked to Shining, “Prince Armor has plenty of questions he want to lay to rest, over a few things.”

Slightly turning her head, Luna then told, “I will be having our guards accompany us… bare Corporal Spree.” Making the golden mare blink, though the alicorn smiled. “She will remain here. Perhaps speak to Shadow. I have heard from Shining both had not had time to speak since they last seen the other.”

Spree gave a thankful smile, but otherwise didn’t speak.

Giving a slight bow, Shadow spoke. “Thank you, Night-Mother.” As Gnarl felt ill of all this happy feeling going around as he was going to prod at Luna or Armor, before they heard a jiggling of bells.

As some glance to the side, seeing Quaver cheerfully speaking. “The alicorn has come to greet the Master, the Night-Mother speaks of peace.” adding on to his poem. “The Master is assured, as the Night-Mother peacefully leaves!” Shining just looked at Quaver...and looks to Jerry with a questioning look and asked.

“You also have a Jester too? Why in Equestria do you need a Jester of all things?”

“Because Quaver makes good entertainment.” told Jerry with a shrug.

Spree held her giggle, though slightly grinned to this. Luna shook her own head and told, “Let the fool be. Many a court enjoyed their songs, rhymes and antics. Perhaps he may entertain us as well.” Then looked to Jerry asking with her normally regal tone, “May we depart to a place of conveyance to visit, Overlord?” Moving and planning to leave the mare’s to their own devices.

Aka, let's go somewhere we can talk privately. thought Jerry as he said. “Yeah, give me a moment.” motioning to Lovely as she took noticed. Moving before him as she gently grasp his right hand, pulling him up as he made a sound of getting up. He wobble a bit, before Lovely pressed herself against his side, holding him up with a smile up to him. With a hand around her shoulder, he look back to the two royalties as he said.

“Follow me,” then added with a look to Gnarl. “And inform the servants to bring refreshments, I’m certain we need it.”

“Of course Master.” bowed Gnarl, as he gave a slight stink eye to Spree, before heading off elsewhere. And while Jerry lead Luna, Shining, and the two guards off, Shadow stood by the throne, seeing her friend standing as she said.

“To be honest Spree, I honestly thought they were going to make you busy again so that you wouldn’t meet me.”

Signing, Spree laughed while moving up and leaning her spear over her shoulder, “To be honest too? I might have been if the Captain didn’t formerly assign me to this job.” Walking up the steps to place the spear next to the throne and sit on one of the armrests to ask with crossed arms, “How have you been? Jerry still treating you good as his new property now?” Then asked, “Tell me, did you shock him good with that stunt?”

Giggling with a hand over her lips, a wide smile showing as she nodded. “Oh I did. I made him paused and look shocked seeing me like that.” then placing the hand down as she told. “And I’ve been doing well, in fact better than ever.” moving to lean a bit on the throne as she told. “In a sense, I’m more than property, I’m actually more of his first mare and wife.” then shaking her head with a smile.

“Hard to feel like property with so much love and care given to you like a wife.”

Raising a brow, Spree pointed out, “But what about your collar?” Noting it was still there. “I thought you were fine with being a Love-slave? What happened? Finally believed what I said about being a free mare or.. Did something else happen?”

“A bit more than that.” said Shadow as she pat her stomach, giving her friend a knowing look as Quaver ‘helped’ in to give a clue as he jangle his cane.

“The Mistress bares the future, hail she that brings about joy. Rejoice this day, for she will birth the next heir of the Overlords first boy!”

Blinking quickly, Spree next to rounded on Shadow and asked, “He knocked you up? And with a colt too!?” Sounding between surprised and near elated-- knowing how much Shadow wanted to be a mother.

Rolling her eyes, she corrected. “He did knocked me up, but no idea if it's a colt or filly, too early to tell. Quaver just said that to rhyme his words.” then pat her stomach as she added. “And it will be a while until I develop them.” then a glance back to where Jerry went, as she look back and added. “Lovely too, surprisingly.” snorting some as she told. “Jerry had no idea of heats back then, made sense he knocked her up too.” frowning as she admit. “Although it was odd that her heat week was in sync with mine.”

Shaking her head, Spree said, “Might have been chance. My heat happened not too long ago. Maybe she was a mare from ponyville too, before she.. Well, you know.” Dragging off for a moment before smiling, “But, hey. A mom. You.” Giving a slight laugh before going on somberly, “That’s great news for you. I’m happy you got what you wanted.”

Something was wrong with her friend, that much she knew as she decide to ask her friend what happen with her, holding a soft look and asked. “And you? Did you managed to find anypony within the Resistance?”

Spree was rather quiet, and seemed to choose to glance away to that, slightly fidgeting in thought.

Furrowing her brows, she place a hand on Spree shoulder and press. “Spree, talk to me. What happen?”

Sighing, she looked back to Shadow and said, “I’ll say there’s plenty of good looking studs and mares… but nopony I’d feel… well, romantic over.” Then slightly laughed, “And really… I think a few are still sore I left you behind to the ‘Overlord's evil clutches’. Some think something’s wrong with me or I’m, well, slightly brainwashed. Or, they did for a while. Now I’m just some weird mare that has a good opinion about Jerry.”

Taking that in, she sighed, then slightly shake her head and asked with a knowing smile. “And I’m guessing you want me to get Jerry in the idea you want a herd with us?” knowing that it might come to this as Spree did mention of this back before she left to the Resistance.

Leaning forwards a bit, Spree admitted, “I’d ask… but after thinking about it? I think I’d be ripping the dork off on it.” Scrunching up her face at the thought.

Blinking some, she put her hand off her friend shoulder, thinking of what she meant...before slowly realizing it and ask. “You’ll only be in the herd for me...and not for him. That what you meant, isn’t it?”

“The sex sounds good, sure.” Told Spree, “You told me what he’s like once. Sounds like a good lay. And we even heard how he did Lovely more than once. It would be fun…” Then sighed, “But, I don’t really love him. Maybe if given time, I might… but let’s be real here. I only want in because I love you, not him.”

She nodded as she add in. “And while at first it might not be noticeable....Jerry would notice you’ve been spending time with me more than with him. Only coming to him with sex-- and not much else.” then asked. “So, what are you going to do then, Spree?”

Sagging and looking off to the side, Spree told, “I don’t know.” Lapsing into silence before saying, “I’ll… admit. A part of me is doing all this fighting for you. To get Equestria back… our home back… that little town Ponyville back so we could go back and just…”

Shaking her head, Spree sighed out, “I know it won’t happen. You’d stay here. With Jerry. I guess I just don’t want to let go of you. And really, how can I? It’s not like I’ll find another person like you. Or, ever really just love someone else.” Then gave a small laugh with, “I’d even settle with just buddy-buddy sex for fun… but I know that’s not even a option anymore. It wouldn’t be fair to Jerry. If I was part of the herd, or just as some friend-with-benefits to you.”

She gave a sympathetic look, knowing while part of her want to help her friend, she knew that her heart belonged to Jerry. And while she could try to have what Spree suggested, it would be unfair to Jerry. In a sense it would be...cheating on him. And really, she knew that her place was with Jerry, even if Equestria was won...Spree would be back in Equestria.

While they were in silence, they heard the jiggling of the bells, as Shadow ignored the Minion of his antics...before he spoke up.

“Perhaps the lady should stay here!” gaining their attention as Quaver went on with a little dance. “Stay in the Castle as more than a friend perhaps as a guard for the Mistress and her sired heirs! After all, while we Minions serve and cater with loyalty, we are but frail and stupid compare to you ponies!” looking to them as he said. “So, why not let Spree become the new guard, with more guards serving the Master? To live a new life under his domain, to escape whatever comes to them. To accept the ideas of this bard?”

Making a slight face, Spree told, “Not that I don’t like the idea.” Then told to Shadow, “And I really sort of do. I miss getting looks at you, Shadow.” Then shook her head, “But… what about the Princesses? About Equestria? It’s still my home. I want to help it too. I can’t be in two places at once!”

Shadow gave a sympathetic pat on her friend shoulder, to give her comfort. But Quaver went on with his words as he tap his chin, having a thoughtful look. “Aye, that is something, how can one be loyal for two different Masters?” but then gave a wide smile, as he popped his glass eye to play around with. “Maybe, just maybe, Spree could request the Princesses of people who feel the scorn and glares of the populus, to have a new life somewhere they won’t be judged harshly? To live somewhere that would cause such hardships on them?

“Perhaps even, turn the Master of a force of Evil, to a force of neutrality?” gaining Shadow to...blink at that.

Giving a sharp look to Quaver, Spree felt a odd sense of familiarity. Something about how he spoke was prodding something at her mind, but she wasn’t sure what. Still, what he said did bring up a point. “The Caribou and the few willing slaves.” Once more getting Shadow to look to her.

Glancing to her friend, Spree told, “The Resistance did what it could, but there’s still a few that either willingly accepted their role as slaves… or are just Caribous, and being the deer, leaves them stuck with being seen as a threat. I’ve had to act as guard more than once.” Then frowned, “Even keep the younger ones safe. Mostly kids that I’d find after a fight that have no place to go, or might have later became empty like their mothers.”

A deep frown came on her face, as to hear somepony wanting to hurt young? Even those left behind or be like empty shells? It didn’t sit well with her, as Quaver spoke on. “Yes, yes! The Dark Castle will be a Sanctuary for them! A place where the only laws they have to obey, is the Overlord own! He tolerates, he’s reasonable! And he cannot called hypocrite with owning a slave of his own!”

Putting his fake eye back into its socket, he look to them as he told. “As long as they give fidelity to the Master and obey his rules, they may live here and serve him with their jobs and experiences! After all, the Master doesn’t like wasting potential!”

Giving the odd minion a long and thoughtful look, Spree nodded, “I’ll run it over with Princess Luna to get her approval. It’s better than--” Pausing to a sound her ear picked up. She glanced and looked to a few minions passing by with odd metal boxes. Following them was a young mare, no older than fifteen and fixing her wide and round glasses on her muzzle while following them.

She also seem to berate, “Watch it! Some of the materials are fragile. I don’t want any of you to break them. You! Don’t try acting like your strong by pretending to lift it with one arm-- if anything breaks I’m giving your ‘Master’ a personal upfront complaint!”

While they waited for the young unicorn to go down to the forge, Spree thought about it and said, “I know her…” Then realized, “Wait… isn’t that the girl that rides with that weird--” Then recalled, “Right, that Albert is here.” Then glanced to Shadow deciding to ask, “What’s he doing here? I know Jerry said he was fixing his armor… but I didn’t think Jerry needed another smith with giblet around-- actually, I didn’t know Albert was a smith.”

“He’s not.” shaking her head as she explained. “There’s mechanical parts under the armor, suppose to help Jerry out with moving it and fighting with it. When it got shocked with lightning spells? It damaged those parts, so Albert is repairing the parts Giblet doesn't know how to work.” then glance to where the mare was going as she added. “But why would the Minions carry the boxes down there? I thought it was a simple repair?”

“The Master asked the Scientist to improve the armor, Mistress.” told Quaver as Shadow slightly nodded...before asking.

“Quaver, I know you’re being helpful for a reason...but why giving advice of people living here?” Quaver held a smile, as he did that little dance as he sang a poem.

“The Master is strong, the Master is mighty. The Horde serve him with all of Evil wrongs!” spinning the rattle around. “But this bard see a sight, see that change is coming. A change that is a must. So this humble bard must make his plight! Otherwise there would only be spite, and it cannot heal things that need to be turned right!”

Both mare’s exchanged looks of slight confusion. What was the silly minion going on about? What sort of change was going on he noticed but they haven’t? And turned to right? How would that work, Jerry had to keep some semblance of ‘wrong’ to keep the minions happy.

Looking down, Spree said, “I don’t think we totally follow, Quaver.”

The Minion laugh, as he said. “Change always happen Spree, it is part of life! Change happens with the scientist! Change happens with non-minions living here. And so Change will grow and grow until all is changed!” then told with a cryptic tone. “After all, the Master was never suppose to have a angel on his shoulder, yet there is!” Shadow slowly shook her head, feeling confused as she said.

“That's because Spree asked Jasmine, Quaver.” the bard simply dance as he told.

“As I said! Change is happening!” as he added. “After all, the Master wouldn’t have gone to war on the Caribous, if one of his property spoke out to him!”

Spree just rose a brow and said, “I’m still lost.” Then waved a hand, rolling her eyes, “Look, I’m glad for the advice-- but maybe you should go on and entertain Jerry, Shining and the Princess. Luna did seem to like the idea.” Then grinned, “Maybe to just annoy the old toad again.”

He laugh, as he said. “Very well ladies I will bid you adieu. But not worry of the Advisor, for one day, he might simply be removed!” and before they had a chance to ask or realize what he meant, he ran off with his bells jingling and laughing away.

It took a moment...before Shadow asked. “Was...Quaver suggesting Gnarl would be killed somehow?”

Thinking to that, Spree admitted, “I might not like the guy much… but the old grump does sort of grow on you.” Then went on, “Like the old grumpy uncle to some relative you have but never knew. Not someone anyone likes… but at the same time, you’d miss.” Then huffed out, arms crossed, “But… sometimes the idea of him keeling over isn’t half bad. I mean, with what he spouts out and the trouble he’s put us through.”

Nodding in agreement some, Shadow admit. “He also seem to push Jerry into evil acts without Jasmine around to stop him,” arms crossed as she told. “Ever since Jade found out about the Tower Heart, she kept her sister away from it as much as she could,” rolling her eyes adding. “While I can’t blame her for feeling worry, I know that as long as Jasmine isn’t too close, she’ll be fine.”

Looking down to that. Spree gave a nod and soon said, “To be frank, I asked Jasmine to help. But I don’t want her to risk herself.” Then looked up to smile, “I’m glad she has her sister back, I actually wasn’t aware her sister was found. I was a bit worried I had to tell a disappointed Jasmine that I didn’t find her big sis.”

Shadow gave a agreeing nod. “Jerry felt the same, he tried to look around, but it was hard to find a crystal pony with no actual way of spotting her while on the move.” then added. “Not to mention it turns out Jade was in the Crystal Empire all this time, we were lucky that Jerry founded her when he and the other's grabbed everypony in the city to the islands.” She also smile some, as she told.

“And I think she’s happy that Jasmine is well taken care of,” then admitted with a slight frown. “But she did ask now and then if Jasmine could stay on the island for a week or two or in the Alpha base. She knows Jasmine is sticking with my stud to keep a eye on Gnarl, but I noticed she feeling that Jasmine won’t have a good social life in a environment like this and surrounded by adults and Minions with no other foals around her age to play with.”

Scratching the side of her head, Spree had to give Jade that. This was not the most ideal place for a filly. “Well… that might change.” Then smiled a bit, “I mean, I know that it will be a big thing to ask… but I know that if we do send a few ponies and Caribou’s here? Then Jasmine would have more people around.”

“Maybe more kids around to keep Jasmine having fun?” added Shadow as she gave a light smile, but a part of her did thought of what Quaver said, about Spree staying here with guards to keep a eye on her and the foals. A part of her wonder why he suggested this, wasn’t he suppose to be a creature of darkness? Yes he was helpful...She held a confusing scrunched expression as she admit to her friend.

“Even though it might be great to have actual people here, even kids around-- I don’t understand why Quaver would suggest this idea at all, even guards that weren’t Minions.” adding on to her friend as she looked troubled. “There's just too much missing from his words, what would not only him, but the Minions gain from people living here? A sort of...lively castle.”

The yellow mare thought it over and gave a shrug. “I wouldn’t know Shadow. Quaver’s always been a oddball to the others.” Thinking a bit more before saying, “But it is sort of weird with how he just… said it.” Eventually she shook her head and told, “Maybe he’d thinking of something else and we’re the one overthinking it.”

Snorting in slight amusement, she said. “Probably.” then grin and asked. “Want to help me find a good ring to find within the Treasury? I’m certain Jerry has a few rings somewhere within the pile.”

“Um, duh?” Smiled Spree, “After hearing the clown call you Mistress a few times, I’m onboard with the idea.” Then went on, pointing at the thestral, “Makes me feel a bit more better that I didn’t possibly fail.” Then chuckled, “I mean, I know I supported your choice, but it still almost nagged at me, if I was completely honest.”

“And I’m certain the Resistance will be happy that one of the Overlord slaves ‘stood up’ to him to be a free mare.” teased Shadow with a smile, walking with her up the stairs as she added. “I mean, they practically made me unable to visit you before because of my choice. While I don’t blame them to keep moral,” having a slight exasperated look telling. “It was starting to be annoyed that they were subtly trying to keep me near the Gate and make me unwelcome.” then rolled her eyes going on.

“But that's in the past, and I’m mature enough to overlook it. With a ring on my finger and not a collar, they might be more tolerant with me.” then giggle as she told. “Not to mention with the pile smaller than when we first saw it? It's more easier to try to find rings now than what it was.”

Having taken a moment to grab her spear to bring with, Spree gave a frown and said, “It still doesn't excuse they could of let you through.” Then looked down, her maroon eyes glaring at the stone floor and telling, “They’ve changed, Shadow. Most of the ponies, the mares… they aren't the same. The whole Love and Tolerance ideal… it’s like it’s dying, they… It’s like they don’t want to accept it anymore. Towards willing slaves, towards the caribou, towards a few stallions cured…”

Sighing some, she gently pat her friend shoulder as she said gently as sympathetic eyes looked to her friend. “Its because of the forced slavery, the rapes, the breaking of minds and wills-- the entire pain and suffering the Caribous and even stallions done to us. We started to take in hate more and more as the fight goes on, we’re becoming more cautious. More suspicious, more hateful because of how mares and fillies are treated. They can’t love and tolerate because of what not only they witness, but endure as well.” then added sadly.

“Not to mention what they were forced to watch family, friends, even love ones do harmful and damaging things that they’re letting the wounds fester with that hate...it's just too hard to let it go and go back to what we had before.”

Hardly looking happy to this, Spree said, “But it isn’t fair to either side.” Then went on with a hint of agitation, “I get where you’re coming from and I know just as well as they do one was done to us-- I was a bucking mannequins to showcase and test a set of cloths I want to burn.”

Gripping her spear, Spree told on, “But… how can I hate these few good caribou when they are actually making a change?” Then asked, “How could I even hit a young buck! A ten year old, a six year old, they don’t deserve it-- they’re just kids! It’s not right.”

Frowning at this, she look to her friend and asked. “Did you try to bring this up to the higher ups? I know Commander Pearl or Screech won’t listen...but what about Shining Armor or even Cadence?”

“Oh, Pearl knows.” Snorted Spree, “She knows and has been trying to keep the problems at a minimum. But with so many in our ranks not at all sympathetic to the caribous or their kids, it’s almost more dangerous to set up guards.” Then rolled a hand, “Add in the fact that the mobs that might from is bigger than what small military power we have-- it’s a nightmare. I think the Princesses are more than aware of what’s going on. I heard from somepony spouting a rumor of them shipping them all off to some other island or underwater location.”

With a tired sigh, the golden yellow mare went on with sagged shoulders, “There’s a few sympathizers. And there’s a few mares that even still have the heart to adopt a few of the young bucks and does into their herd or just be with them. But I think you know… it still doesn't solve a few things, like getting ostracized.”

A nod and trouble look filled the thestral face, even while they were walking up the stairs, Shadow felt that if things were bad with not only couple of ponies and caribous, but even with mares willing to be slaves to their owners, and even the kids of Caribous? She soon held a determined look and told. “Then if we’re going to start giving them all a new home, we might make bigger room in the Castle. Maybe start constructing new areas so we have plenty of space.”

Thinking more and telling to her friend. “Maybe tell Jerry about this too, he might be skeptical with the adults…” then gave a smile. “But we both know that when it comes to kids having this sort of trouble? He’ll be a silly dork and rush in without a care.” then giggle. “Maybe making a big speech about it to the entire Resistance as some ‘evil plot’ of recruitment.”

Rolling her eyes, Spree told, “I think that he’s just being a bigger dork trying to put up the act. Or just plain stupid.” But, she shook her head of that and told, “I could ask Princess Luna about this, tell her it… I don’t know if it will go over well with her, but…” She hesitated before telling, “but I want to at least give them a chance. I know some of the kids personally, even being responsible in pulling them out of the rubbled more than once.”

Shadow nod with certainty as she told. “The Night-Mother won’t leave the kids in this position.” expression firming as she went on when they reached to the Private Quarters. “She might be doubtful of the plan at first, but she knows that this is a better alternative than what is going on right now with them all.” smiling as they were making a turn. “They’ll be safer here if anything.”

With a curious glance, Spree spoke, “Night-Mother?” Then thought before saying, “Wait, you mean Princess Luna?” Taking a moment to try and get her mind to catch up, “What’s with the other title, Shadow?” Then proceeded to add, “And why would you think she would actually be more for this idea?”

“The reason for the other title is because to us Thestrals, she’s our patron, our goddess, Spree.” started the mare as she rolled a hand around. “Since I’m not part of Equestria sovereignty anymore, I called her by what us Thestrals named her. Night-Mother. And as for why she would be on this?” smiling wide.

“She likes children, she’s the vanguard to many dreams, especially of the young as they are really free spirited, with great creative and imaginative minds. Something to her, is what she stands for and one of the things to represent to the Thestral race.” going on to tell her as they stop near the Treasury. “If we bring up this idea to her before she leaves, she’ll see the potential it’ll have for the new generation, one to have Love and tolerance ideal, be able to live safe and happy.” giggling some. “In a twisted way? The most dreaded and feared place to many ponies-- is one of the most safest and secluded home for them to be living in.”

Thinking to this, Spree nodded and said, “Alright.” Sighing a bit and going on, “It’s better than nothing.” Then glanced up and told, “Maybe I can ask for a transfer here while I’m at it. Mostly for their protection.” Then scrunched up her face, “Maybe help Jerry more. With him taking on so much more with the ponies working with him? I think he needs me more on the field than before.”

Sighing some, Shadow admit. “Jerry has been more overtaxed and stressed during each time he goes out in the field. Nowadays we usually cuddle and relax mostly because he’s too sore and tired for any sex.” having a amused look saying. “Don’t get me wrong, its great to cuddle and relax with us sleeping close, but I think Lovely is wanting a bit of ‘close-time’ with him when he's here longer than a day.”

With a slight snort of a laugh, Spree told, “If I didn’t think my place in the herd was so unfair? I probably would have done something to at least make her feel somewhat satisfied until she could have the stud all to herself.” Then scrunched up her face before asking, “How’s she handling the whole… you know, pregnancy thing?”

The mare the named off, “You know… like the morning sickness, or maybe any mood swings? I know those happen. I think weird cravings pop up too or something?”

Humming some as they enter in the Treasury, the pile of gold and treasure lacking as it was just small piles on the ground as she told. “Morning sickness is something she had to get used to now and then. At first she was worried she got sick and asked the Blues to heal her up. Cravings doesn’t happen until we develop more…” kneeling down she began searching for a ring as she went on.

“As for mood swings? Nothing too serious, but she has been seeking affection and comfort from Jerry a lot more.” frowning some as she went on. “She’s confused. Even with me and Jade helping her understand, she’s confused and unsure. A part of her feels happy she’s going to bear our studs foals, but another part of her feels...lost that she’s having young.” grimacing some.

“I think part of her...resented Jerry for not making her unable to have young.”

Thinking some as she leaned the spear on the wall and moved to help start going through rings, Spree asked, “How’s Jerry taking it?” Which in itself, made Shadow flinch to herself. Mostly due to what it was doing to him. Even if he ‘accepted’ her ‘request’, the fact remained, part of him was still… very unsure how to take it.

“He was...honestly surprised. He never thought we would have kids, must of thought since he wasn’t known before, we would of had kids.” starting to keep searching as she admit. “He’s trying to accept he’s a dad, started raiding baby supplies whenever he could...but part of him feels unsure how to be a good father. I think since he’s a nerd and never had a relationship before-- he doesn’t know how to fully handle the thought he was going to be a dad.”

Coins of gold clicking and sliding about form around her hand, Spree eventually found a ring or two, though some looked too big for her friend's hand and fingers. She picked through them and went on, “Maybe he isn’t ready.” Then glanced to add, “Don’t get me wrong Shadow. I know you’ve been wanting this for a long time. But, if Jerry wasn’t even expecting it?”

Holding her breath for a moment, Spree tired to find a nice way to put it, but sighed out heavily and said, “I don’t want to sound like one of the resistance that’s sort of been disbanded… but, if he was honestly surprised, does that mean he just wanted the sex, never actully wanted kids?”

Frowning some, she stop looking, looking to her friend fully and said. “I think its more than that, Spree.” gathering her thoughts as she went on. “While Jerry is sweet, and puts in a lot of effort as a husband to me, I think part of him is growing up in a sense. From what I gather, since he’s not a pony he doesn’t have full...values we have.” frowning more as she told. “To be honest, I’ve been questioning more and more of my position as a red-collar.” sighing some as she admit.

“I’ve actually was willing to hurt him if he thought of not having the litter.” looking to her friend as she went on. “As much as I love him and he loves me? My soon-to-be foals are a bigger priority than him. And while he may try to get his footing, I’m going to keep my young. Even if I have to stop being a love-slave, and more as a wife and equal.” then amended.

“I may love him and love the kinks we share,” then furrowed her brows as she search for a ring fitting for her. “But I am going to keep my foals, and I’m going to help him face the reality that he’s a dad and have to take up responsibility.” then added with a wry smile. “Something I know he’s going to do, me and Jade are going to make sure that he’ll learn how to be a parent and make sure that the next time there's a heat week? He’ll bring condoms.”

With a somewhat worried, if not more straight face, Spree said, “Shadow, you know that with things are… there is a distinct possibility of something going wrong when he’s out fighting, right?” Then paused to go on, “I know you wouldn’t want to think about it, but like it or not? He’s out risking his life.” Then frowned a bit more adding, “And… I’ll be truthful. I think you might need to do more than just help him face the reality, I think you need to give him a good slap of it to make your point. He’s… dense sometimes.”

Snorting in amusement, she told. “Yeah, I know.” then found a ring with a ruby on it, examining it some as she went on. “Which is why I’m going to give him a good talking when he’s free, and considering there’s no missions? I say I’ll have my chance…” then after seeing the ring won’t work, she place it down and added.

“And if...somehow he did died in the field?” being silent as she sighed and said. “Well, I handle the grieving process…” looking her friend and adding with a soft smile. “And maybe asked a good friend to help me raise my foals and tell them the stories of their father, who was a valiant, if not dense knight?”

Smiling some, Spree told, “I’d rather get a ring and give it to you.” eye catching a glint of one and picking it up. She looked to her friend and tossed it over, letting the thestral catch it and look it over, “But I think I can settle with being an auntie… I’ll always be there for you Shadow, nothing short of keeling over will stop me from keeping that promise.”

Looking over the ring, she saw it was a odd white ring, one with odd symbols on it as while it look weird...it did fit her ring finger. She examine it more as a smile came on her face, getting up from the ground, dusting her dress as she moved to Spree. Hugging her from behind as she said. “Thanks Spree...while I may not give the same affection as a lover...I’ll always consider you a great friend and family member to be with.”

Smiling some, spree took some comfort in that… though asking, “If Jerry does kick the bucket, we can still bang, right?”

Scowling as she let go and flick her friend ear as she told flatly. “You just had to ruined the mood. Didn't you?” getting up now as that good feeling she felt was gone.

Hands up, Spree said, “Sorry, I can’t help it!” Then pinned her ears back adding, “Ah, geeze… I really didn’t mean to place it like that.” Sighing to herself and going to get her spear before grumbling to herself, “After all that forced pleasure, I get the itch more than I like. Hate to say it, but my head get’s in the gutter more than I like. So… again, sorry. I didn’t…” Then gave a long grunting sigh.

Sighing, she move to pat her friend shoulder and said. “I understand you missed us being buck-buddies now and then, but you forget that Thestrals need time to move on from their lost loved ones. Its not...simple on just moving on like most ponies Spree.” then shake her head as she told. “Still, I can’t blame you too much...but it was too soon Spree. Just too soon.” then said with a low smile and told.

“Lets just focus on the now, alright?” turning to walk out of the near empty Treasury room as she went on. “Now knowing Jerry? I say the meetings is nearly over and he’s escorting them back to the throne room.”

Sighing and shaking her head, Spree gave a slight nod and moved to get her spear. She still gave a mental berating to herself for jumping that question. I might need another cold shower when I get back. Grumbling and feeling a touch frustrated at the thought while she followed her friend out.

The slight awkwardness of the situation wasn’t lost to either mare. Spree in particular feeling a bit sour at her little slip up. She wrapped her fingers over the spear she still carried along, trying to think of something else to say. It wasn’t until they were making their way down she said, “You know… I think I did find a coupe of someone’s to love.”

The sudden turn of conversation made Shadow almost pause and look back in confusion, or up until Spree said, “Well, not love like I do you. I mean, well, I sort of adopted?” Giving a slight smile.

Shadow couldn’t help but coo. “Aw,” smiling a bit as she asked. “How many foals did you adopt while in the Resistance?”

Sighing that her friend was at least not aiming her ire at her for now, Spree told, “Just two. A couple of sisters that I and the girls found while on a patrol near a camp just after a raid.” Then frowned a bit and shook her head. “I’m surprised they were still alive. They looked like they had been out in the wild for… months? Maybe a year or two?”

Spree gave a glance and smiled, “You Thestrals… tough survivors. When I found those kids, they were hold up in this burrow under some dying tree. Gave my squad a shock of all the hunting snares used as a defense measure.”

The black thestral couldn’t help but giggle at that, having a hand over her lips in amusement. Imagining some of the mares being strung up like prey, still she remarked with a sigh of relief. “If they’ve been taught on how to hunt and live in the wilds for nearly a year or two? It means that they know how to fend for themselves, or at least stay hidden from any Caribous.” then she had a frown on her face as she added.

“They‘re probably in their early teens, if they used hunting snares as defense? They’re at least around 12 or so,” shrugging some as she admit. “It's the usual age where most thestrals learn how to craft hunting snares.”

Shaking her head, the armored mare said, “Well, anyways. After we found them and I assured them we’re Resistance… well, they had no place to go, you know?” Lifting a hand to rub her neck. “I mean, if the Resistance had the choice, they would be placed with some of the other refugee’s to grow up with. But, like I said, things… they’ve changed. I didn’t want those girls growing up like most of the resistance was being.”

A hand place on the earth mare shoulder, Shadow having a grateful smile as she said. “It’s good that you took those two in, Spree.” then sighed and admitted with a shake of her head. “It would probably be worse for those two to be growing up like the other's, full of hate and bitterness.” but she did joked with a low smile. “But if you need help in some thestral knowledge, let me know, otherwise you might find yourself in a hunting snare with them practicing.”

There was a small chuckle from that, but Spree admitted, “To be frank, Shadow? I’m not sure if I did the right thing.” Dragging off to herself and telling, “those girls… I can’t always be around. Being off and fighting or guarding. It’s not all that fair to them, but like I said… most of the other ponies aren't what they used to be. I’m even a bit leery of some of the babysitters I hear!”

Blinking to that, Shadow move her hand off of Spree, placing it around her chin in thought as if Spree didn’t even trust the babysitters? It must be bad… thinking some as she glance and asked. “Spree, would it be okay if you send your girls here in the Castle?” shrugging some as she admitted. “I mean sure, they’re going to be around Minions, but hopefully if the Night-Mother allowed the plan to move those are being hated by the Resistance to here? They might be around good company.”

Shaking her head, the yellow mare told, “Daze, if this falls though and I’m posted here to help guard? It’s guaranteed those two are coming with me.” Then smiled, “Just… don’t be surprised if they’re a little shy. Those girls were scared out of their wits when I first found them. Lost most of their family when the Caribou’s came, from what I gather.”

A low sigh escaped her lips as she gave a understanding nod, knowing that it would take time to get not only those two, but other foals to settle in the Dark Castle. Shadow thought some and giggle in amusement as she suggested in a playful smile. “Maybe we should get Quaver stuck on foal duty? Entertain them and get them laughing at the silly Jester? Its how Jasmine settle down in the Castle the first time, with Quaver telling silly stories and making a mockery of himself and some of the other Minions.”

Smiling some, Spree told, “well, sounds like a deal to me.” Then sighed out, “Now to see if it actually happens.” Then went on, “And if it does? Well… we’re going to be a bit busy.”

In a sense, there was a lot of things to be done, for more than one person to deal with in their own time.

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