Hey, wanted to let you guys have a update. Yes, I'm still moving, progress is almost complete...but I managed to have enough time to get a chapter ready. So yeah, progress is almost done...although things might be set back for a while.

Deep under the waves, had growth further been made. The place known as Alpha Base, a place that was merely a small enough set up for one board scientist trying to find more things to do with his overly large amounts of time-- now was part of a bustling and busy community of many ponies.

His ship, the Dauntless, slowly eased up while he looked over the large expanse of buildings made up of the simple habitats provided for use. Albert had to just admire it all, part of him feeling partially pleased with himself. With intentions or not, he made this possible. And he felt a good amount less lonely now.

“Warning, Captain.” Spoke the ship’s AI, right as the holo images of a warning to impact popped up. With a slight pull, Albert moved the large ship to rise a bit and once more settled it downwards to float over his own label space of his make.

“Thanks Carol.” Tossed out the man, “And please, you can call me Albert.” He prattled on, moving towards the ladder to leave out. Just past the first bulkhead, Deft walked by and gave an eyeroll at the man.

He’s talking to the ship again. She internally sighed before moving on to get a few things from the large ship before leaving out herself. She still had her own work to do now they were back.

Below a deck, Albert opened the first bulkhead and soon after that the next, taking a dive and swimming himself downwards. He thought for a moment of using the front door… but decided to swim for the underside of one of the moonpools, just to be more quick about it.

He twisted around and swam under the lip of the building, hands reaching up to take the yellow bars of the ladder and pull himself out, a clear voice of, “Welcome aboard, Captain.” In a more feminine Ai’s voice was there to greet him.

In turn, he greeted back in thanks, “Thank you Caroline. It’s good to hear from you too, things going well here?” Shaking himself off some while the water ran through his hard suit for a moment. He heard no response, though his mind did, and it made him smile. “Good to hear things are going swimmingly.” Then chuckled out, “I do love your puns. Though I think Henry would of hated that one.”

Getting the PDA out, he commented to it, “You know Surly, you could pick up a thing or two form Caroline. Get a bit more self confidence in yourself.” Though while he walked along, the tablet in his hand’s made no form of comment while he tapped away.

Inexplicably, and with no eyes around to make sense of the sight but Albert’s own, a whirring clicking sound could be heard as the sight of his signature black and orange padded labcoat just took the place of his hardened divesuit on the spot. He didn’t pause in his walk though, only moving and continuing down the halls, only doing so to open and close bulkheads in his wake.

“No need to be shy Surly.” He spoke once more, right as Crisp was passing by a hall next to the one he was wandering down, “You don’t have to feel bad. It’s just a suggestion, nothing to feel upset about.”

The unicorn blinked, moving to glance down the hall. Crisp raised her brow, not seeing anyone but Albert walking on down. To say, the poor mare was confused. Though, she shook her head and moved on, figuring it had to do something with the tablets advance technology.

And yet, before she left, she heard him say while entering his main stomping grounds of the lab, “Henry, good to see you. I have some interesting idea I think we should both go over.”

Henry? Crisp paused in thought, turning and walking down the hall where the bulkhead leading to the center of the entire complex was left open. It allowed her to watch with… a slight bit of confusion as Albert spoke on to… apparently no one.

“Jerry had me look at that armored suit of his-- and the thing did have some pretty bad damage to its internal systems. Lightning based and merely overloaded some of the circuitry. Tripped most of the breakers I placed in.” The man moved about his lab space, going about moving a good number of things, this way and that. “He asked if I could upgrade it too, to be resistant or immune to shocks!”

There was a beat of a pause, before the man turned and spoke towards the cat poster on the wall, “I know, right?” Albert crossing his arms and going on while leaning on a lab counter. “I told him the exact same thing.” Then amended, “Still, I had a few days to make the repairs. So I took some of that time to try insulating and further making some new connections to redirect any sudden bursts of electrical energy. Mostly a extra-thick emp shield if anything.”

Scrunching up her face, Crisp had to just blink at the sight, slowly backing away and still hearing him babble on. “And you would not imagine the shouting Deft was doing with Jerry’s minions. The girl is smart, I’ll give her that. But something needs to be done about that slightly snooty attitude.” Then he spoke in confusion, “Huh, tough love? Well, I’m not sure if that would work Henry. She keeps to herself, remember?”

I’m not sure how to take this. Crisp slowly thought while turning around and making her way for her original destination. Her husband's labspace. She took a deep breath and proceeded back down the halls to find the place, though wondered about what she just… saw.

While she pondered this, she almost didn’t register that the bulkhead door leading to the next labspace was open, and had to blink to notice it. Though while she entered in, she could see why. Both Periodic and Magic were in some heavy discussion over something, Zealous cuddling on her stud’s lap and giving small giggles or coos while he idly played with her body.

Sighing and rolling her eyes to this, Crisp slightly shook her head, thinking, Will you ever have shame, Zealous? Walking herself in and making a B-line for the coffee machine.

“But how will creating a new genetic structure of stallions will help the population?” asked Periodic as he went on. “There is chances some mares won’t want stallions for the rest of their lives.”

Magic merely responds as he squeeze with the left breast. “Which is why I’ll be making ‘breeding studs’ with mixture of stallion genetic coding, to give a way to breed more males in pregnancy, with a 50-50 chance if the mares want to have boys. That way our society will have a slightly stable population, even if mares are turning for the same sex. My work with Albert and the theory I presented to the Princess’s show it can work.”

He however furrow his brows admitting. “But as I have never clone actual stallions, I am uncertain how the results may be, as the only thing I have cloned was mares from Zealous genetic coding.”

With a near sexy smile being given to the blue stallion, Zealous said, “Or, you could just tie me down with a few of my ‘sisters’ and we can all just help contribute to the effort of repopulation~.”

This time, Crisp had to laugh from her place and comment to it. “You’re the only mare I know that would find that a appealing form of contribution.”

“Hey!” Zealous pouted with crossed arms, “I want foals, and lots of them! When this is all said and done? I’m going to be the broodmare to my stud and be so full of his batter, I’ll be cooking lot’s of little foals.” Then told in a saucy tone, “Mama want’s to bake with her oven~”

Sighing, Crisp shook her head, ear flicking when hearing the machine announce her coffee was done. “Still, don’t go overboard. It’s stressful on the body with multiple births in a short time.” Then went on while scrunching her face, “And your idea is… interesting Magic, but you can’t expect a breeding stud to be the end of it-- don’t you remember your sex-ed classes?” Then pointed to her husband, “He provides half the genes.” Then placed a and to herself, “I provide the other half. Having a stud give a ‘50-50’ gender change, isn’t much since the mare already has a higher chance for girls in the first place.”

Thinking to that, Zealous said, “She has a slight point, Magic.” Wings shuffling when feeling him pinch at a nipple, making her spine shiver. “But there’s something else I gotta ask.” Screwing up her face with, “What will happen? I mean… Equestria’s a nation of mostly mares. What happens if there’s… suddenly more stallions than normal? It would change social standings!” Which, could be a possible concern once brought up.

He hum some, tweaking the nipple under the diving suit as he spoke. “A valid point, it would cause a huge concern later on,” then told. “However, Albert logic is valid, after we deal with the Caribous and set ourselves up. There will be a decline of stallions to 15%, in a couple generations we might have a possible stagnation of birth,” adding to Zealous with a amuse look. “And even if we both contribute, I know it will take more than us to boost the numbers of stallion back to the ‘usual’ rate for Equestria standards.”

“You don’t honestly believe that, do you Magic?” Asked Crisp aloud, which did make the stallion raise a brow at her. She shook her head and took a small sip of her hot coffee before telling, “It’s not as dire as Albert made it sound. It’s a concern-- for the this generation or the first one that was around. After that? It won’t be a problem. Things will get back on track and once more moving.”

“No offense Crisp, but I have to bring down your optimism,” said Magic as he told. “Not only mares give birth to fillies more than colts, but Equestria as a whole? Are losing the ideal of Love and Tolerance.”

Periodic took a low breath and admit as he glance to Crisp. “I want to argue with him, but he’s right. I had a good eyeful of reports with the other's as a Head. and the Resistance as a whole? Some of us are losing the Love and Tolerance we once preach as some mares are holding a lot of hate with a lot of things. Add in the facts Albert brought up? It’s possible that we may have a concern in reproduction of our species.”

“I don’t think they will have much of a option.” Crisp said rather flatly. “You remember what he said? The Cara virus is spreading. The original virus. Already we’re losing more ponies to it than to the caribous. We’ll have to repopulate anyways.”

She then pressed on, “And they’re only losing faith in our ideas because they have forgotten, Periodic. So many have forgotten what it’s like after all these years of being hurt. And we can’t blame them for that. If anything? It’s our job, under the Princess's own ideals, that we help remind them.”

Then she added in a rather flat tone, “Besides, I think you forget, Magic, that in a herd? You can turn out a lot of foals. It’s a cultural norm for mare’s to share a stallion-- even I will share Periodic if need be with a select few. And that alone will help keep the numbers growing.” Then raised a brow, “From there it’s simple numbers. Each mare is able to birth at the max, four foals if they’re lucky or unlucky enough. One’s and two’s are normal. If you went with that baseline? Times two, by four, and you turn out eight foals out of one herd. Give it ten years, a few more pregnant ones? And it’s up to 20 or so.” Arms crossed and letting them mull that over to see her point.

Periodic spoke first with a sigh. “You’re right dear,” rubbing his forehead as he admit. “I suppose I haven’t thought of that with how dire the situation is, with this plague around and the after effects.”

“Of course not.” Smiled Crisp, “You two boys aren't the ones that have to carry a foal in their belly for nine to eleven months.”

“Valid point.” spoke Magic, as he thought back, and asked to Zealous. “Which reminds me, did I misplace the frozen samples for the Overlord? I can’t seem to find them.”

“What samples?” asked Periodic with a raise brow as Magic told.

“Collected samples for the Overlord when there's a right time to bring him cloned servants.”

“Servants of what?” started Periodic as if dreading what Magic was going to answer with.

“Of clone mares, Zealous suggested I have a variety of samples, considering it is admittedly difficult of what the Overlord ‘tastes’ are for appealing of a feminine body.”

Zealous then added with a cheery smile, “Plus variety doesn't hurt. Maybe one day he feels like holding a pegasus with a firm flank. Or maybe wants to play with the chest of a busty unicron. Maybe even have a crystal mare with a nice pair of legs and sexy hips.”

“Are they for anything besides sex?” Flatly asked Crisp, “Honestly Zealous, you sometimes make me wonder if you’re part Caribou.”

Giggling, Zealous said, “Hey, it’s not like you don’t know about how I went about high school~.” Winked the mare.

“Don’t remind me.” Dryly said the mare.

Rolling her eyes and leaning back, Zealous soon answered to Magic, “They’re back on the island with Regal. Crisp thought it was a good idea to keep them there in cold storage and not accidentally melt on the way here.”

“Ah, my thanks Crisp,” said Magic as he added to the unicorn. “Also they’re there to clean up things, do chores, handle what servants do-- and are going to have numerous skills of self-defense and act as a added defense force. The Minions, while many, are dumber and are unable to act as ‘defenders’.” Moving his hand off the breast to rub around the leg as he went on.

“But the reason he would have maids is because I promised him I’ll give him some from something he gave me.”

“Answers on the mysterious magic?” asked Periodic as Magic nodded and added.

“And on allowing me to examine his Tower Heart and Minion Hives.” that made Periodic balked and nearly shouted.

“What!? Hives? What Hives!?” feeling utterly surprised of this new information. “And what Tower Heart?!”

With a pointed look, Zealous said, “Not so loud Periodic.” Then added to Magic, “And it’s supposed to be a secret-- you could have waited until we were back in our room to tell him.” Then turned to add, “And yeah, there’s a few stuff we found out and Jerry want’s to keep a bit quiet about for now.” She then smiled, “Because he likes us.”

Moving up and setting herself down in a empty chair, Crisp said, “Well you’re right, you probably should have waited until there was a place where you didn’t spring the surprise on my husband like that.”

“Its amusing sometimes to see him surprised.” stated Magic with a smile, as he added. “Beside, I added wards around to make sure nopony overheard us.” Periodic sighed, rubbing his forehead as he asked.

“So, are you going to explain what they are, or not just to keep the suspense up?” A low chuckle came from Magic as he told.

“Not yet, mostly because I’m still finding out how they work in the first place. They are...odd in a sense.”

“How are they odd?” asked Periodic as Magic explained.

“The Tower Heart is a very powerful and a very mysterious artifact-- something I doubt I can even scan without it detecting me. As for the Hives? Well they don’t run on souls like I first thought, yes they’re magical-- but they actually run on the something...different. It's hard to fully explain, they’re magically predatory itself, Lifeforce is actually a naturally occurring energy in any living thing which supports the body's ability to live. So when something dies, the life force itself fades away, unable to produce. It's almost like a ’aura’ in a sense.

“In a way, the lifeforce that gets ‘harvest’, is the Minions equivalent of harvesting meat from a fish, leaving the parts they can’t consume alone, like the soul for example.”

Adding to this, Zealous told, “In a funny way, it also is good for the ground. I mean, sure it’s gross there’s a bloody body on the ground-- but other things need to eat, and the body decomposes and lets things grow more nicely with fertilized ground.” Then shook her head adding, “I mean, it’s mean to just kill things left and right… but it seems natural for them like it would be with Everfree or if something just aged to it’s end.”

“It’s… a interesting bit of information.” Said Crisp carefully, “Almost as interesting as seeing Albert talking to no one…”

“What?” asked Periodic in surprise, turning his head to look at her as he asked. “What do you mean talking to no one? Like mumbling to himself or having ‘actual conversations’?” Magic perk in interest at this, as he lessen his fondling of the pegasus.

Thinking to that, Crisp said, “Well, I suppose he is talking to something, in a sense?” Tapping her cheek and telling, “I heard him in the hall talking to this ‘Surly’ we couldn't find. I thought he was using some feature on the tablet at the time… but then he greeted someone called ‘Henry’ once he got to his lab… but I didn’t hear a response.”

She shifted and admitted, “I may have… decided to eavesdrop on him and take a peek… but Albert was… talking to that cat poster on the wall, speaking to it as if it was a person.” Then scrunched up her face adding, “And I know that poster wasn’t alive in any way-- I might not be like Magic, but I know when something isn’t magical in nature…” Then went on, “Still… he spoke to that poster like it was a person-- holding a full conversation and maybe open debate with it!”

“Interesting….” mused Magic, thinking some as he said. “I suggest we check in on Albert, see how bad this situation is with him talking to inanimated objects.” motioning for Zealous to get off as Periodic asked.

“Are you sure? For all we know, we could be intruding on his work.”

“As long as we’re watching and not walking in the room-- it's not intruding.” said Magic simply as he added. “And I am admittedly curious of what other objects he’ll be talking with.”

Moving about his lab space, Albert continued on with his work-- and all the while talking onwards. “No Surly, I think it’s maybe a better idea to just try relooking at the spects to the Prawn and figure out what sort of adaptation I can make with it. While it’s good as it is, I have a feeling heavy modifications will be needed.”

He didn’t get a initial response, but he soon told, “I’m not trying to make you feel bad, so you don’t have to be quite Surly, really. Nothing wrong with speaking your mind, I’m just saying…” Dragging off to take up a vile of liquid and swish it around in thought.

He paused and glanced to the poster, and said, “Hmmm… maybe Henry. I mean, I’d rather work a bit on that Prawn suit project-- but maybe we should brainstorm a way to improve that armor of Jerry’s. I mean, what other things is he facing that it’s just not made for?” Then went on, “Granted, it’s mostly a prototype in a sense. All I did was mostly slap on a few air tanks, a rebreather, some lights, hydraulics and bits of electronics to make it all work. It’s not like it’s a real suite of mechanical armor.”

Moving to a microscope, he placed a drop of the liquid onto a small glass piece before going about putting it under and giving it a look over. “But trying to make a much more better version is still far off. Months like we agreed on. Even then I might have to find a bit of something different. Maybe consider plasteel instead of normal titanium. Not that the metal alone is bad, but it’s armor. We need the best.”

Raising his head, Albert smiled, “Mix the information we have about the Prawn Suits upgrad modules and include it with normal titanum set armor?” Giving a slight laugh and said, “That’s not a half bad idea Henry!” Then said, “Sure trying to integrate something like that into the armor is going to be a pain to figure out-- but it could be done!”

While off to the side, with a bulkhead slightly cracked open, four sets of eyes watched… with Zealous being the first to comment in a whisper. “I think I’m starting to believe the mares of the base that Albert has spent one too many years in the sea alone.”

“By Celestia,” muttered out Periodic. “He is crazy. Talking to inanimate objects as if they’re people, I’m surprise he hasn’t went to into this often.” Magic just stared at Albert, as he comment lowly.

“He almost reminds me of you when you’re off your meds.”

“I’m not that bad!” told the red stallion in a low hush.

“I think we can agree that you are kinda like him when we had to experience you as Pyro for most of our lives.” counter Magic. Periodic glance to the rosy unicorn, hoping she would at least help defend himself that he wasn’t that bad as Pyro, right?

Glancing at the expectant look given to her, the mare smiled and rolled her eyes at her poor studs worry. “Settle down dear, you don’t talk to walls and papers like they’re alive as Pyro. I think Magic is remarking how lively Albert is like this. Possibly the brilliance that bleeds through too while like this.”

Periodic felt relief at that, as he glance to Albert as he did remark. “But it would explain his genius with things. Or even explain how he works out problems.” then prod at Magic in a teasing manner. “Almost how you work out your problems with touching Zealous when working, eh?” Magic rolled his eyes, but didn’t deny it as he told simply.

“Zealous body is too appealing for me to not touch when working.”

“Aw~” Cooed the mare that soon hugged Magic, “I get all fuzzy and warm inside when you say I look pretty and sexy.”

“Settle down kids.” Joked Crisp, “Maybe focus on the here and now?”

Giving a glance, Zealous asked softly, “What’s there to worry about, Crisp? You’re seeing him now-- and know how he normally acts. He’s a stable sort of insane, I think we’ll be fine.”

“It's like working with Pyro.” agreed Magic as he told. “We should leave him to his work, my curiosity of him is sated.” then move a arm around the hugging mare as he kissed her cheek. “Not to mention, I do need to help Zealous with preening, they started to look like they need a good cleaning.” Periodic glance, and snort as while they pull away, he playfully accused.

“They don’t look that bad.”

Magic merely raise a brow and told. “That's because we’ve been swimming a lot,” giving a good eyeful at the pegasus wings as he went on. “I know my mare wings, and despite the constant water going through them-- they need a good preening.”

Pouting, Zealous said, “They feel crusty with all the salt in them.”

“Which is why I’ll be giving a through cleaning,” said Magic as he began leading her back to their room, then added with a whisper in her ear as a hand feel up her back. “Maybe use a spell to make sure they don’t feel too crusty with a few certain extra familiar and favorite limbs you enjoy me using for you?”

She gave a blush and a perverted giggle to that, next to gluing herself to the stallion and almost trying to lead him along by enticing him with her body slightly rubbing to his.

Crisp let her eyes roll up in exasperation to the action, but moved away from the bulkhead and carefully sealing it, using her magic to help muffle and quietly seal the door while saying, “Those two… and they wonder why the Resistance never let them in.”

She crossed her arms and told to her husband, “No sense of decency, the two of them. Zealous is possibly the real root of the problem, she get’s a little too liberal with that legal agreement to be his property to flaunt herself like a sex toy. I think she corrupted that friend of yours horribly with her sexual suggestions.”

Moving by her side, and placing a arm around her shoulder he couldn’t help but nod and chuckle in agreement. “And the worse part is that he enjoys owning her. Even more wanting that addictive poison she gives out to him freely.” shaking his head some as he remarked. “I wouldn’t be surprise if she wanted him to be committed with her as his property, I dare say she planned the legal agreements because she knew that was probably the only way for him to wrap his arms around her as ‘his’.”

“He was always hard to just please.” Remarked Crisp, moving her arm to be around his waist while they began to move. “The stallion can be so difficult with that self given perspective of respect to be given first before he can even give a single inch of it. A bit hypocritical when taken into a proper perspective, really.”

Then spoke in thought, “Though, I suppose I can’t fault him. Those parents of his were hardly the most ideal role models. I’m actually pleased Zealous ‘corrupted’ him so badly to keep them off Magic’s back.” Then dryly said, “Or the fact she broke into their mansion and trashed it while leaving a death-threat of castration both of them if they dare hurt her ‘beloved stud’. I’m still not sure how she didn’t get caught for that.”

“Maybe a couple of bribes or ‘warning’s to the guards?” joked Periodic as he told with a grin. “Though despite his hard to please nature and Zealous ‘corrupting’ him, Magic still has enough compassion or care to those he ‘respected’ highly.” then amended. “Granted, I think his respect to Zealous is mostly due to her willingness to devote herself to him, and making his parents never come near his mansion.”

“You mean her outright zealot and near religious like manner she submits to him like some god graced form Celestia herself.” Deadpanned Crisp. “Because I’m sure the sex she gives, added further with the large stroking to his ego makes her much too irresistible for him to keep that cold front up.” Then smiled, “But I will admit. She does make for a an ‘ideal’ sweet wife.”

“Just ignore the testing, the sex season, the multiple kinks they have, and the willingly to kill others to keep their love with them.” told Periodic with a wry grin, although he frown as he rub his head, feeling a slight headache as he added in annoyance. “He really wants out, Crispy. Been bothering me a lot more during work.”

Giving a concerned look, Crisp ask, “Do you want to let him out this time around?” And added with a comforting squeeze, “We have some time to maybe take off. And there’s nopony to judge you here. It’s not bad to just let loose for awhile, you know.”

Humming some, he slowly nodded and said. “I think I might.” taking off his glasses as he pocket them as he sighed out. “Let's hope I don’t cause too much trouble…” rubbing his head more as he took a deep breath and exhale out with eyes closed shut and allow Pyro out.

Meanwhile back in the Dark Castle, Jerry was near the fireplace in the Private Quarters, more specifically, in the bedroom. Sitting in a large sofa chair with both mares snuggling on either side of their stud, as while Shadow wore back her blue dress, Lovely was wearing nothing. The reason for her to not wearing anything? Was mostly because they were the bedroom, and while Shadow chose to wear her dress, Lovely chose to not wear one.

Mostly due to her Master wrapping around their bodies and fondling them. Shadow coo as she felt him feeling up her body, and while she was a free mare now, didn’t mean she was going to stop Jerry touch her like this. It felt nice having attention from her man. The same was with Lovely, although the earth mare took a step further as it allowed her Master to feel everything of her as she rest against his chest.

She nuzzle his neck, as the maid felt him squeezing her largely chests. Not minding his touch as she gave soft coos. Shadow merely smile in amusement, as she look to Jerry, seeing him having a content look, looking at the fireplace as he was feeling up his two mares. She lean under his chin, wing wrapping around him as her hand laid against his lap. She closed her eyes some, hearing his heartbeat beating within his neck.

Feeling him just moving his hand around her form at times, appreciating her body as well as sometimes feeling the stomach, that part made her smile more. Jerry himself glance down, smiling at the two leaning on him, they all enjoying some peace and quiet...as he look back at the ring, recalling it as he spoke. “Hey Shadow?”

“Hmm?” the thestral glance up, wondering what he was going to say as she felt his hand rubbing her waist.

“Where did you get that ring anyway?” making her blink some, as she raise her right hand some to look at the white ring. Lovely turn her head to see the ring, as she gave a small coo of Jerry still fondling her breast as he went on. “I never seen anything like that before.”

Shadow focus on the white ring, seeing the etched markings on it as her eyes narrow, as she admit while it looked nice with her coat...it was something odd as she glanced up and said. “Me and Spree found it in your Treasury….” then asked with furrowed brows. “You mean...you never took something like this before?” seeing him slightly shake his head as he told.

“Never, I don’t know where it came from, and how it got into my Treasury.”

“You mean you never looked into it at all?” asked Shadow in slight surprise as he shrug some.

“It was so big that it filled the entire room, you think I’ll be able to search all over odd things I picked up with gold?” Shadow recalled how big the pile was before they met up with the Resistance, as he made a valid point. Still it was odd for something like this ring to be in the pile.

Before she spoke, they heard a knocking on the door, as Jasmine voice called. “Big Bro, can you play with me? I’m bored!” they all look to another, as Jerry gave a helpless shrug and said to Shadow.

“It's been awhile since I fully play with her.” then letting go of both mares as he removed from the snuggling as Lovely gave a sigh, but knew her Master prioritizes. As she was getting her maid outfit on, Jerry tighten up his robes rope around his waist as he walked to the metal doors. Opening them up as he saw Jasmine looking up to him, although he glance and was about to ask where Jade was, before she told.

“My sister is on the island, she's talking with some friends from home.” then widen a smile as she raise her hands up and asked. “Piggyback?” Shadow giggle, having a hand over her lips as she walked beside Jerry as she remark.

“She seem to missed being on your back and enjoying being higher than anyone else.” Jasmine smile, before noticing something different. For one, Shadow wasn’t wearing her collar, and two...there was a ring on her finger. A white ring with etched symbols. Her eyes widen in surprise as she asked.

“Shadow, did you stop being Big Bro slave?” tilting her head as she asked with a confused look. “Why?”

The thestral smile, as she crouch down some, being on the same eye-level to Jasmine as she explain with a smile and gentle tone. “Because I felt more like a wife to him, I’ve always been a wife to him. I just felt like being his slave because we could spend more time,” then giggle. “But with foals on the way? I decided to take the collar off, mostly to not confuse them when they grow up.”

Jasmine slightly nodded, thinking the foals might be wondering why their mommy was wearing a collar and other mares weren’t. She glanced back up to Jerry as Shadow stood up and moved back, while the male chuckle, crouching down enough to allow the filly to climb onto him. Gripping the arms and body as she moved behind him while not trying to pull at his robes. Getting on his back as he held her legs while she wrap her arms around his shoulders, the man smiled as he stood back up and began giving a sound.

“Vrrrrrrrooooom!” already starting to run, as Jasmine gave a excited shout and calling out.

“Faster Big Bro! Faster!” Shadow smile, seeing the man heading off as while Jerry may doubt he may be a good father...she knew he was certainly good with kids. That at least, she can remind him of many, many times.

As for Jerry himself? The man was running around the halls, going down the steps as he came down into the throne room. Moving around some Minions as he heard Gnarl groan of how ‘unevilish’ the Master was. He chuckled at Jasmine raspberry at the old minion, while Jerry couldn’t help but laugh, he made a turn down the steps towards the large area of the Tower Heart, as Minions gain noticed of the Master and the filly, making ‘vroom’ sounds as they jump and cheer.

A few Minions decided to run with the Master, trying to outpace him as if they were in a race. Jasmine laugh and said. “Big Bro, look like they want to race!” Jerry grin, running more around the Tower Heart, as other Minions were jumping on other backs to piggyback. Like some Browns, other's Reds or Greens, some Blues attempted this. But not all Minions managed to do piggyback each other.

Only the Browns and Blues, as the Reds weren’t as strong as Browns...and Greens were just too stinky to ride on or to climb on another Minion. A few Minions stood on some rocks, cheering and jumping with their arms up. “Go, Master! Go!” “Run, run!” “Make filly happy!”

As they were running around and around the Tower Heart, with all four Minion Hives in their respective corner, Jasmine said in a slow dizzy tone. “Hey Big Bro, mind if we go elsewhere? I’m getting dizzy!” He grin, running up the stairs as the Minions followed.

When they were heading up to the top of the stairs and running around the throne room, Gnarl facepalm and shouted at the Minions. “Quit embarrassing yourself! It's already a disgrace for the Master to do it!” As he heard jiggling as Quaver was running along with them, having a stuffed pony doll on his shoulders as his ‘rider’ as he sang out.

“The Running Lord! He runs and moves around with a filly, oh fun and joy! I do so hope, oh very hope, that the filly is full of joy!”

“That didn’t even rhyme!” criticized Gnarl, as Quaver told.

“I don’t care! Hit it boys!” as a couple of Minions were playing some instruments to entice a sort of musical melody for the mood. Gnarl grit his teeth, seeing them all having...having...FUN! Where did Quaver even find the time to make the Minions play a silly, bouncy tune for this!?

“Damns be it Quaver!” only to get hit by pebble as the bard sang out.

“Language oh Adviser! There is a filly among us!” Gnarl grumble, deciding to go somewhere dark and creepy as to remove the cheer and happy mood that seem to spread around lately!

And as they move around the Castle halls and corridors, Jerry smiled along with Jasmine, as this was the best time they could enjoy one another as siblings.