As Jerry stared in those brief moments, did his mind thought over in the span with the blade hovering down his head, point ready to go for his neck as despite what was before him? He half-ignored whatever heroic blabbering Dulsion was making for a speech, as Jerry was reflecting he was at his end. This is it...I never expected this...but I’ll be finally paying for my crimes. My ways of evil. My deeds I've done since I came here... Finally, my time as a Overlord is at a end. His mind thought to Shadow. To Lovely. To his soon to be foals….to that sweet filly Jasmine as her ‘big brother’.

To even Alberts given friendship through the hardships they both faced since they arrived here.

His mind couldn’t help but think...think to a starting question he once asked to Albert. “Albert...do you think I’m the same?” he recalled Albert responding with “What changed?” before he heard that memory replay in his mind. “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? Possibly not. Does it make you the more favorable choice? Remains to be seen. So far, it looks like it.”

I wasn’t the best of choice, I was the last choice to be given. I’m no hero...yet what I done was ‘good’ in the situation. But yet despite what I done, what actions I took...I was better than what could of been. thought Jerry to himself, as despite his position as Overlord...he was the better alternative than the Caribous, and this other villian that was a necromancer. A villian who enjoyed his style of life.

To which Jerry thought back of his response at the time. “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 if I was a Overlord...why not embrace me as one? Why not let people hate me? Let them despise and fear me as I will always be the villain. Always be the one that many will fear. I won’t be anything but a bad guy, why not let them see it? thought over Jerry, as he accepted this life now, and despite seeing some good? He knew he was the Overlord forever. Or at least...until he died.

“Because it would still be a fake guise?” Albert had challenged “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.” At the time, Albert challenged Jerry’s notion of being a bad guy, of being the evil villian. He didn’t just challenge though, Albert seemed to… just know, back then… it was all one big act.

When they stared at the other during that time, Albert chose then to really drop it on him, “And I doubt Celestia or Luna will be fast to wave you off, even with this. 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.” It was the one time that Albert, almost made Jerry doubt on if he was good… or evil. For a moment, good and bad wasn’t so black and white. It was instead… just something that happened...

Like now.

Instead of being a Overlord, instead of being just a villian...He was someone who...who had people waited for him. That fear for his life. That loved him. That cared for him...He never had that much back in his old life. Did he ever have what he had now, in his old life? Two wives that loved him with all they had, holding his kids and wanting to both birth and raised them with him. To have a horde of loyal followers, willing to sacrifice their lives just for his cause, his dreams and wants. To have a friend that, despite his cold and logical way, did what he could to help Jerry through his own tangled feelings and emotions…

To have a young girl, look up to him and admire him as a hero, even when the world saw him nothing but a blight?

It was there….at that moment, something over came Jerry. Something overcame his despair, his fears, his worries...Something that gave him strength, spurred him to live. To see his family. To see his herd...to see things go through and defied everything.

When the blade came down, it stopped. Many stepped back, even Dulsion hesitated, as the Overlord ornament gauntlet held the blade up. As a slow force of Jerry body as Jerry was trying to think of how to get out of this mess alive as he stalled. “Dulsion…”

Of course! Albert mention something of a safety switch--- where was it!? holding the blade as his mind scramble as he tried to think while stalling even more. “You may give the usual hero shit, thinking yourself as some holy warrior...But really now?” gripping the blade as Jerry thought.

Shit, he’s still putting pressure on the blade, damn it! So heavy! Overlord magical gauntlet and it’s deus-ex-machina power aside-- trying to hold this armored arm, keep the grip on blade AND holding the Caribou holding it back? Really pressing my luck. Don’t know how long I can do this! Feeling that tingly and numb feeling in his arm as he told in a adigated tone.

“You are nothing more than just...a blind fool...with a magical blade.Good. Evil…” there was straining in his tone. “Evil always finds a way. Even in you so called ‘heros’.”

With a almost angered sneer, Dulsion pushed. Pushed down and Jerry faught with all he had. His arm was giving, the blade was closing-- and he was just now aware of the slight steam coming off the blade. He was sure, for a moment, he was going to die.

So it was a surprise when instead of the blade reaching, a body crashed into the caribou. Jerry felt his arm jerk aside, blade slipping through his gauntlets fingers while a armored form of curves stood over him. With spear in hand, Spree took a strong stance and said, “back off pal, I got a best friend that still needs this guy’s sorry butt to get home.”

Arm coming down, Jerry said in strained thankfulness. “Spree….you have no….idea how happy I am that you arrived. It was tough stalling him with words-- he just wouldn't shut up!”

“Yeah, well…” Spree started lamely, “we goody-two-shoes tend to talk about morals and stuff. Some weird obligation.” But soon readied herself over the guy and glared to the now standing Caribou. “Now back off, or I’m going to be the one you’ll have to fight.”

Readying blade, Dulsion breathed out, “One of your lacky’s, Overlord?”

Laughing out, Spree said, “more like his instructor. The dork can’t swing a sword right when it really counts.” Making Jerry groan at her bluntness. “I ain’t his lacky. More like… well.” Half thinking it over, “I kinda just stay at his place. Mooch off his food while I keep an eye on the place.”

While Dulsion rose to say something to counter, Spree shouted, “Shut it, horn-head! We didn’t come to fight, we came to help the Griffins. And if you even care about their lives, you’ll pull your head out of your ass and listen!” Causing a silence to wash over the crowd.

Sighing, Spree glanced to Jerry just a bit, only enough to keep her possible opponent in her sights. “Jer’... the minions got the boxes. I asked some at the castle to come through. Just give the signal for your minions, and the other’s will come.” And further pressed, “The ponies are here to help you.”

Staring off with the yellow mare, Dulsion asked, “and why should we believe you?” Half glaring at the Overlords currently stil form.

Snorting, Spree said, “how about because I could of just speared you instead of smacked you off Jerry?” A challenge clear as day in her voice. “So you going to pass up getting everyone here healed, or am I going to have to beat the sense into you, then heal everyone here?”

“She’ll do it too, and she’s cruel and unforgiving when she does! I warn you, save yourself!” called out Jerry as he felt a light kick to the side of his helmet for that comment, although Jerry didn’t felt too muchas he told. “Hey you were blunt about me-- fair enough I be blunt about you.” Jerry refocus as he ordered to Mortis. “Send them in Mortis. Lets give these lot the cure so we can be on our way.”

Already the Gate burst to life as Minions were coming out, carrying the boxes as ponies were assiting the Minions in moving the boxes. Blues rush by to start healing their Master, as Jade was among the many who volunetter and wince at Jerry form. Oh, Jasmine is going to dislike that. she was glad she didn’t brought the filly along.

Poor Jasmine would be heartborken to see Jerry nearly died.

While the griffins shifted, or those that could move could, Spree assured. “We’re just trying to help you all. No charges, no scams-- we’re here to just help.”

“I doubt that.” Gilda scoffed.

“Hey, you got a problem, say it to my face!” Spree called out. “We could of just left your sorry hides here, but we’re helping anyways. Take it or leave it.” Seeming a little aggravated, possibly more than usual.

Looking about with careful eyes, the Caribou Hero breathed in, and hacked out a horrid cough, nearly falling to a kneel. Many gave a look to him as he gripped his blade tightly. With it pulsing with magic, his hacking and coughing settled, and he slightly relaxed. For a moment though, it looked like the boils on his skin glowed more, and his skin seemed to crawl as if something living was under it.

It made Jade shutter in remembrance of such a feeling at the mere sight. And it still creeped her out to the point that it haunted her dreams from time to time.

With a deep breath, she tried to calm herself as she told to the griffons. “We are here to help. We just want to save who we can. I know how you all feel-- but believe us. We’re here to save you all.”

“But you’re with,” coughing a bit a griffon accused with a finger to Jerry. “With the one that caused the plague in the first place! Why would he help?! Why would you side with him?”

“He...maybe did do that-- but he’s not a bad person.” said Jade, as she still felt a pang of pain from that memory in the Empire. “He didn’t knew what he was using at the time, and now he does? He wants to stop it, it didn’t hurt his enemies, it hurts everything that lives. Especially the children.”

Many looked to that, and Spree pushed for it. “Guy can be relentless, but he’s got standards. He doesn't kill kids. Pony, Caribou-- don’t matter. They’re kids. They aren't part of the fight to him.” She didn’t relax her stand, not with Dulsion still prepared. “We got a big smarty pants that lives nearby. Told us this virus? It’s only getting worse. He knew it would reach here sooner or latter, and when it did, the griffins would die out if we didn’t do nothing.”

She let that sink in their minds for a moment, waiting for any to shout back. When none came for a moment, Spree breathed out. “Look… Jerry did a big bad thing, he’s a idiot that way.” Then gave a pointed look to Dulsion. “But he’s trying to make up for it. And if you’re even an ounce a hero you’re willing to call yourself--”

“I don’t claim it.” Dulsion told, “I am it.” The sheer confidence in his tone made Spree just glare back. But after a moment, he lowered his blade and let the glow fade. “But I suppose I don’t have a choice. Nothing else has cured the griffins.” Then motione his head, “prove that this cure can.” And glanced about for any volunteers.

With a half-scoff, Gilda rolled her eyes and shouldered past a few. “Fine, sure, whatever. It’s not like we were freakin’ fighting for you or anything.” Sounding half annoyed. “And what’s with you wusses?” Half sauntering up, “fine, if you’re so scared, I’ll be the guinea pig.”

“You’re not infected.” Pointed out Gabby moving up to Gilda. “Maybe I should go first?” (L

“You’re all infected.” told Jade, as she explained. “A few weeks of incubation usually happen before it breaks out. And even if she’s not? She can still catch it. Unless she have the cure, the virus will infect her either way.” opening said box for talking a syringe out as she went on. “Better have it injected before it become serious.” Already minions setted the boxes ready, as they seem to frolic to Jerry, attempting to find something on him as the Blues kept their healing glow on their Overlord.

Seeing the caribou was standing down for now, Spree laxed a bit. She moved back so she wasn’t over the Overlord and crouched down. “So… how you holding up?” She asked almost casually. “First time I caught you lying on the job.”

“Oh beside the burning sensation on my skin all over my body, the nearly drain magic that was restricted by his Order blade-- and the fact that said Order blade cause me to overheat, I’m just fine.” snarked Jerry. “And beside, not fully my fault. The armor didn’t hold up as best it could against the thing.” moving the gauntlet as he went on. “I’m just glad my left arm could be moveable--,” and pressing something on the inside, his suit of armor suddenly drop. Releasing all the armor pieces to reveal a slight exoskeleton as he shouted in near adigation.

“IT was on the bloody arm the entire time!?” Managing to get himself up, as he glare at the left arm as he said. “Of course. Of course it was on this arm, it couldn’t be anywhere else-- but this one!” then with a mental order, did his Minions carried the armor pieces into the Waypoint gate. Mostly to get Giblet to work on them once Jerry arrive in the Forge.

“At least you know that now instead of being dead.” said Jade as she apply the syringe into Gilda arm to inject the cure.

Sighing, Spree raised a arm and lightly swat the back of the guys head, “dork.” Reaching the same hand out to get under a arm and heft him up. “Now, you get back home. Shadow doesn't know what nearly happened, but knowing that blabbermouth of a clown you have? I’m sure people are going to hear about it.”

Groaning, Jerry agree. “Knowing Quaver, you’re right.” although he glance to Dulsion...and order to one of his Minions. “Make sure the deer head get a syringe too.”

Jade look a bit surprise as she turn her head to Jerry. “Seriously? I thought you...you know.” being surprise that the guy was willing to give the Caribou a chance to kill him in the future.

“Eh. I know...but as much as I can’t stand his constant blabbering heros love to give?” thinking of a ‘good’ reason on why he would allow Dulsion the cure as he finished. “I’m just giving a clear point that despite being a tyrannical evil Overlord-- I still have standards.”

Regardless of this, Dulsion said, “those must be low standards with what you’ve done.”

“Oh put a sock in it.” Spree shot back irritably. “I’m still not over how both me and my friend were brutally raped since we were invaded!” The mere frustration in her voice caused many to reel, none more so than the female griffins listening. “I’m half tempted to not give a shit, but you know what? That’d just be unfair.” Then breathed out, “get going Jerry. I got things here.”

Slowly moving himself, Jerry limped in his exoskeleton as he said. “If there’s any trouble. Let me know.” then mentally order his Minions to stay as added defense as he give a glance around to give one point to the griffons. “She is right. Despite what Dulison claim? The Caribou Empire is no better than me. I’m at least honest with my standards. And that’s saying something.” reaching to the Gate as he teleported out.

Jade let out a low sigh as she thought. Wonder how many of the female griffons will ask on our side of things...or if Dulsion can still hold still in his believes? then again...she doubted the caribou would let go. She was just glad the Caribou didn’t try to jump on some of the mares here...then again there was a chance he could in all sense.

Which begged the question in her mind, seeing the male wander off to the main tent… why didn’t he?

Maybe….maybe he’s like Dr. Kalvarn. Has a different view than most other's...has a sort of...mortality of sorts? it was honestly hard to say, and as much it made her question it...she didn’t feel brave or secure enough to ask him herself. Mostly from the fact of both him being a Caribou...and her still getting over the treatment she faced in the Crystal empire.

Plus she needed to help around here, mostly to get every griffon the cure.

She was about to go get the next vile, but seems to be beaten to the punch. The young teen, Gabby she recalled in the short moments she had been there, seemed to be there taking one up and holding it out to her. The young griffon gave a smile, not too dissimuler to her sister’s own. There was a degree of hope there, despite the grimness she was surrounded by.

Smiling abit, she took the vial and motioned the young griffoness to hold out her arm as she soon asked. “When I’m finish, can you and several other's who got the cure start gathering griffons here? We have a lot to give and this is a big place.” Then glance around as she added. “I’m Jade, and you must be Gabby, right?”

“Gabriella.” She seemed to tell, “but, people just call me Gabby. It’s growen on me.” Taking a moment to look about to say, “and I’ll see if I can get some help. Gilda will… sort of. And I think I can convince Girdle.” Then sighed. “It might take a while, not all griffions like… doing things for free.”

Giving a nod, she let the vial do its job, injecting into the young female arm as she asked. “The Caribou...Dulsion? Why did he help instead of...taken advantage over some of you? Caribous rarely help, even for a female.” she figure it might be better to ask her, instead of the Caribou himself. Plus give her time to help other's while learning.

While Gabby half flinched at the sting of the needle, she told, “I know he’s a little… weird, and says stuff about girls being under guys… but he never would do any of that.” Seeming sure of that. Even as the needle was pulled out and Jade help apply a quick bandage, Gabby went on. “But, it’s not like he wouldn’t help us. He kinda half-smacked the guys to help the girls out.”

That line alone made Jade pause and give Gabby a odd look of confusion. Even more when Gabby continued. “He said a lot of things about guys need to be responsible with their females and… other stuff. Gilda just thinks he’s got his head stuck in the past on traditions or something.”

“Right…” slowly said Jade, feeling a bit bewilder on hearing that. It made her slightly wonder and confused on why this Dulsion guy would be like this. At best guess she had? Dulsion was like Kalvarn or that other caribou scientist. Had some views of a female being under a guy but more...nicer about it? It something that she tried to wrap her head around, even more it was just hard to take in.

Already she had to adjust to the ‘nice’ caribous at the Castle, now someone who tried to kill Jerry was consider nice too? It was hard to take in, even more so thinking the Empire was in the right. If Dulsion thought the Caribou Empire was in the right, did that mean he was bought in the teachings and systems it had? Apparently so with how he talked.

“Did his empire really do that?” The question seemed to come out of nowhere and made Jade blink her eyes in surprise while looking to the young teen. And again, Gabby seemed to ask, “did his empire really… rape that mare and her friend?” Giving a half-glance over her shoulder to Spree, who seemed to have taken up to guarding the place.

“A lot more. So much worse.” said Jade in a strained tone. “The Caribou Empire...raped a lot of mares. Took over our nation, my own home...even did the same to the fillies. Did a lot of bad to us ponies. I’m just….” giving a sigh as she finished. “I’m just glad that the Overlord saved my little sister before one of them….” shuddering a bit to suppress the mental image of a thought.

Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she look to Gabby as she told. “The Overlord..may did brought the virus-- but I think I rather have him than the Caribous rule over Equestria. He...is a better alternative than they are in terms of evil.”

Frowning, Gabby looked at the main tent with a sort of confliction. And in a way, Jade could figure why. Gabby, with how the teen was going as far to take the box of vials and carry it along for the mare was? She… was sounding and looking like a nice girl. And if what was said was to be believed… then this Dulsion did indeed help them, or at least try. Hearing that someone that helped you was apart of something like mass-rape that encompased both adult mares and their young fillies?

It was probably similar to how she felt about Jerry when she first met him and saw Jasmin so close to the guy.

A sort of hero-worship… thought Jade as she thought for a moment...and soon told. “I know you may think Dulsion isn’t like his brethren-- and you may be right...but.” taking a breath to say. “He’s just one out of the population that’s decent. There are rare few like him...anyone that’s not like them? They’re the real bad ones. The ones that really hurt us ponies to the point we don’t know if...if we can’t fully trust guys again.”

When those eyes turned to her, Jade could almost just see that there was still some level of naive and child innocence in place. It was small, and seeing how things were… it was no wonder why Gabby didn’t completely have the eyes of a child. She knew a level of harsh reality. And right now, Jade could almost see that in a way, her words will help decide Gabby’s outlook of things.

It was a similar thing she had to do for her sister during her whole life. It put a lot of weight on Jade’s heart and mind, knowing her next words… were going to make some sort of impact on this young griffins life.

Looking at her, she thought carefully as she spoke. “The Caribous were...were really scary to us. They didn’t care of our feelings, our thoughts, all they view us were...were properties under them. Some didn’t even care about us as beings, just...tools for their own needs.”

“I know Dulsion is weird and is nice-- he probably is. But...but not every Caribou will be like him, in fact...some are like the ones I dealt with in the few years.Curel. Uncaring to us...and just wanted pleasure whether we wanted to or not. They...they even did the same to our Princess’s.” taking a breath in as she look to Gabby.

“Despite what you may know or see of Dulsion? You can’t assume everyone is the same...sometimes you have to be careful and other's...other times you simply know who they are once you meet them. Like with the Overlord for example. Despite him being...well a bad guy-- he…” thinking on how to explain this right as she soon said. “He’s has some morals, even if skewed...he does care, just...not in the same way like you or me do.”

“Sometimes people are...complicated at times.”

Slowly, Gabby looked down in thought, no doubt trying to fully understand. In a way, it hurt Jade to know that so many children… young teens and maybe even young babies were living in a time like this. “I guess.” Slightly said Gabby, half in thought while saying it.

Thinking for a bit...she soon said. “Not...everything is black or white sometimes. It’s all one big pile of gray….and we’re all stuck in the middle of it.” figuring that was the best she could give, at least for now as she was giving more of the cure to the griffons, as she just hope they were able to get everybody, or at least those who could be saved here.

“Atch!” hissed Jerry, feeling the slight sting of the burns slowly leaving as the Blues were working on him in the Private Quarters, as Mortis assisted, the Blue giving a glance to the mares as he spoke.

“Please wait Mistress and other mares of the Master herd. We are almost finished with the healing.” then made note to Jerry. “We’re glad you are alive Master, and not in too much harm.” hand glowing to remove another burn spot as Jerry said.

“Honestly I’m glad I’m alive too.” although the moment the Blues move away to show they were done removing the burn marks to reveal his skin all healed up, did Shadow slightly rushed to slap him over the head. “Ow!” as Shadow told in a stern manner.

“That's for worrying me you would die!” then hugged him as she soon told in relief. “And this is for coming back alive.”

Lovely went on the other side, hugging him as she agreed. “I’m happy you’re alive, Master. So very happy.” both keeping close to the man, at least until they moved away to give him breath from the tight hugs.

While Sea kept to the side for now, finding that her going in now would seem invasive to some extent, Sky asked, “so… what happened?” It was told in such a confused manner, the ditzy airhead went on. “I mean, you’re kinda invincible. What happened? I thought nothing could get through that armor of yours!” Which, Jerry knew was half-right. Lightning could harm it at one point. But not so much now.

But what happened to his armor? Well, he had a clue. Apparently while it resisted magic fine enough… it could only resist so much.

As both Shadow and Lovely move a bit to settle a bit by Jerry, Mortis jump down off the bed to explain. “The Master magic and the Hero magic overloaded the Master armor natural magic pathways-- even Albert ‘technology’. Master is of dark chaotic like magic. He is invincible to nearly all magic of the Caribous-- except of Order magic. Order, Harmony, Light is the opposite of the natural darkness the Master has.”

“But unlike most Caribous that were corrupted? This Hero is not of such, in fact, this Hero is unlike the rest.”

Shadow frown as this was a surprise, as Jerry asked. “So...just like the other's in here?”

Mortis nodded. “Yes Master, not evil. Just different point of view. Harmony, Good, and Peace aren’t fitting for the caribous way-- Order is the only thing that fits their system...and is your opposite.”

“But how, I do like order.” asked Jerry as Mortis replied.

“You have great anger Master. The anger turns to rage, and rage doesn’t differentiate targets. Rage is chaos in its own right, and you have plenty in you.”

“Well….great.” sighed out Jerry as Shadow glance to the two other mares and subtle motioned her head to allow them close to Jerry.

Sky flapped her wings and was more than happy to half-fly over and straddle his lap. Part of Shadow almost felt jealous that the pegasus was small enough to almost comfortable sit in her husband's lap and wiggle in a way that was enticing.

Sea, thankfully, had a bit more shame and moved around to just join from behind and gently massage Jerry’s shoulders. And in no way like Sky acting like a love-biten school-filly wanting a night of hot sex, calmly helped to try and relax Jerry.

Giving a sigh of appreciation, he raise a hand to head scratch Sky. Mostly to give her some attention as he was appreciating the massage, as Lovely asked. “Master, why did you allow the cure to that Hero? He will try to kill you again. Why did you give him mercy of a cure?”

Thinking a bit, Jerry hum as he scratch behind Sky ear as he admitted. “Honestly? I felt I wanted to prove him wrong about me. To prove him that despite being a villian, being the bad guy-- that I had a skewed morality. That I was different from what he thought. That despite being a Overlord-- I was one with mercy.”

“And we’re proud of you doing that.” Sea told, giving a small smile. “It shows that you’re honest in what your doing.” Then seemed to add in a little miffed, “but you’re not a bad guy, Jerry.”

“Nope!” Agreed Sky, “Just a bad boy~” Giggling in a very perverse manner that had the other mare’s roll their eyes.

“A bad boy huh?” chuckled Jerry as he teased with a small grin to her. “If I’m a bad boy, what does that make you all to me?”

With a thoughtful look, Sky asked, “your bitches?” causing Sea stop and splutter to that.

“I want to say that’s silly…” mused Shadow out as she said. “But...she’s technically right.”

Lovely giggle as she add in. “And we do bend for him whenever he wants.” To which Jerry held a thoughtful look and remarked.

“Never thought of it that way.” then glance down to Sky and gave a light peck to her lips, then grin at her in a slight joking tone. “Guess that means you’re all my special bitches?”

With a saucy grin, Sky soon asked with a wink, “want to find out real soon~?” Wiggling on his lap to coax the man. But her plans were foiled when a hand reached out and grabbed her ear, pulling. “OW!-- owowowowowowowowow!”

While Sky whined, Sea told with a deep flush on her cheeks, “Sky, now’s not the time to think about sex-- Jerry just pulled through a near-death experience! Give him time before you start seducing him to rut you!”

“But I’m horny!” Complaned the younger mare, “and we’re his bitches!”

“Bitches of not, he just got done being healed, he needs rest!” continued to tell Sea, Jerry barely hearing Mortis over the two mares.

“If it please you, the Master is at full strength, so any activities you do will not undo the work we did.” told Mortis, as Jerry motioned him and the Blues to leave the Private Quarters as Jerry told to the two mares.

“Girls?” gaining their attention as he said. “While it is thoughtful you two want to help me so much?” giving a smile to this as he admitted. “I really, really just..want a nude cuddling.” giving a look around as he added. “Because Sea is right. I just got through a life and death situation...I need to calm down after that.” then added to Sky. “but after that? Then I need you two.”

Shadow rolled her eyes, but with a glance at her and Lovely stomach, seeing the signs of their young, she figure a nude cuddling will work. So with a look to the two, she said. “Well?” getting up to remove her dress as Lovely did the same. “You heard our ‘bad boy’, get stripping for cuddles.”

While Skyward giggled to that, Sea only sighed out and shook her head. Even if she got around to start going nude, part of her just wondered what to do about Sky. her want for sex had to be addressed at some point, this much the mare was sure of.

But it could come later. After she removed the last of her clothes and more or less helped Lovely put them in a corner, did she join into the mass of naked bodies in bed. Really, a concubine to the Overlord wasn’t too bad. Not in the least. She just hoped to help Jerry a bit more than in just sex-- even if that was… very much fun.

The armor, was in shambles. While it could be placed back together, it was pretty clear that the electronics, hydraulics and even magic used to keep the thing strong… were gone. Jerry found himself thinking about using the other armors, but chose to wait.

Mostly because Albert was on his way back. The venture to the Hippogriff went… rather well. Apparently, the Khara had only minorly reached them, and not many were infected yet. Rather good news. The only bad news, was the Queen, Novo, wasn’t willing to join fully up until the Storm King was at least distracted.

And Jerry knew, that was not happening anytime soon. He had to inform Albert that he… broke the prototype. So, Albert told that he would be there… in a week. A week, Jerry spent mostly at the castle working on little things here and there. It was about at this time that Jerry had began to notice something and go deal with it.

It somewhat assured the herd that despite his nearly dying, Jerry was doing well. Sea, being the caring mare she was, kept a close eye on how Jerry was doing. Something that Shadow was glad for greatly when she wasn’t around. There was the matter of Sky, which Sea had more than once expressed concern over to Shadow…

But it was a matter that was just shelved at the moment.

Mostly since nothing could be done about it yet. Since there were other things to do. For Jerry case, it was the fact the Minions build a town.

Right around the Dark Castle as he found out it wasn’t so bad….if the Minions had yet to stop. So Jerry went down to find out what happen as he asked, why are there buildings more stone houses. To which the minions responded that Jerry never told them when to stop.

So as Jerry was dealing with that? Shadow was walking with her friend as they had some free time, for the thestral it was free time for walking around with her friend, and for Spree it was not training anytime soon. Or dealing with the three adopted fillies. “So what did happen in Griffonstone once Jerry left?” asked Shadow as she was partially concern and curious on any potential trouble.

With a short huff and rubbing the back of her head, Spree said, “well, since the Griffins are sort of in this really bad slum-city, and Khara’s dealt with? I think they’re trying to pick things up. I’m thinking about getting some ponies form the island we got to maybe help them out. I think a few of them want to get out of that place because… well, it’s a mess.”

“Hero-boy Dulsion left not long after. He’s still pretty set on his mission to get help for the Empire.” Continued on Spree. “Didn’t try making a fight out of it though. I half wonder if the guys thinking over the stuff I told him. Not sure if he listened, but he didn’t try to call Jerry out for a re-match. If that’s any consolation.” And to Shadows ears, Spree sounded… miffed. Annoyed. Bothered.

Probably to the fact that she wasn’t sure how to take the Caribou herself. A caribou that, supposedly, held righteous morals. But not in the same boat like Kalvern and his scientist. One figured they were wrong and were trying to atone. The other just believed he was right from the start.

“I’m guessing you’re annoyed that there’s someone like him who believes he is in the right.” remarked Shadow as she added. “Even more thinks he’s a Hero in his own right.”

“You’ve got to be like, sick in the head to believe raping young fillies is fine.” Spree said with a near spit of venum. “Sure, he ain’t nowhere as bad as the bastard on Equestria-- but sometimes he says stuff a little too close to the mark. Then has the gall to say.” Mockingly mimicking the male's voice, “the way it should be.”

Having a scrunch up face, she did agree. “That is messed up.” then felt a worry expression on her face as she said. “But…I’m a bit...worry about Jerry. He almost was killed...and who knows if Dulsion won’t try again the next time they meet.” placing a hand on her stoamch to gently rub the slowly growing twins in them.

Patting Shadow, Spree told, “relax. Next time the guy won’t have a chance.” Patting her chest to tell, “every chance I get, I’m dragging your stud’s ass down to the ring to make sure he’s ready the next time. I’m not letting him get killed after coming this far, dork deserves a bit of a break.”

Smiling a bit, she agreed. “He does.” then joked with a bigger smile. “Especially since he sacrificed his time to make sure we’re all safe-- or everybody get a chance to live.” she however lower that smile as she admitted. “But...I can’t help but worry. This time Jerry was lucky...I don’t want to think when his luck runs out…”

Giving a unsure look to that, Spree worked her jaw and told, “then he’ll have me, that’s what.” It was enough to make Shadow blink in slight surprise. “I mean, I like keeping tabs on what he does. Now that I’m around, I can chat with Jerry when he’s doing his work. No toady to get in the way of me coaching Jerry along. And if things get bad? I go and arm up to pull him out of the fire.”

Smiling a bit, she gave a thankful nod and said. “Thanks Spree….” then frown and asked. “But...what about the Tower Heart? Gnarl said it tends to corrupt anything near it.”

With a scoff, Spree told, “a bunch of hooey I say.” Waving a hand as she did. “If it was such a problem, I think Morty would of said something to me. Like him better than the Toad anyways.”

Giving a nod, Shadow admit. “Mortis seem really...helpful despite his attitude. Even help me with scans on the foals with his magic.” going on to add. “Do you think Mortis is helping because he like us? Most of the Blues I met are...” Trying to think of a good word as she finished. “Sometime apathetic, or tend to stare off into something.”

Shaking her head, the yellow mare said, “no clue. But, maybe it’s because we mean something to Jerry. I mean, the guy is pretty gung-ho about serving Jerry with every fiber of his being.”

Giving some thought into it...and nodding, Shadow agreed. “Mortis knows I’m the Mistress and he knows you help Jerry fight better...maybe he see we do matter to Jerry and figure if we’re alright, then Jerry’s alright.” Shadow hum a bit as she asked. “If you are thinking of going out with Jerry if he’s in trouble...did you want Giblet to make you a stronger set of armor? Sure that suit you got is good...but I don’t think steel is going to handle in some fights.”

On that, Spree agrees, “well… yeah, better armor would be pretty nice. More protection, better chance I get home.” Not at all oblivious to what dangers there were. “It’s not a half bad idea. I just don’t look forwards to the measurements.” Rolling her eyes as she did. “Custom-fits are great, but the measuring is just a pain.”

Laughing, Shadow agreed. “Even more when you grew a bit than last time.” then thought a bit more in thought a bit on another thing and asked. “Hey Spree...how are things with Dew and her sisters? Still having trouble or…?”

Making a sound of uncertainty and lifting a hand to wave it about, Spree told, “well, Dew took some time to warm up. I felt like that filly was eyeing me like Sombra’s second coming.” Turning to tell, “you weren't kidding about that girl being judging of me. It was like I couldn’t go a day without seeing two highly skeptical eyes. Like I was some green-horn cadet that just joined the ranks of the Royal guard or something!”

“I did warn you. She was groomed to be head of the household.” said Shadow in a slight sigh. Then asked with a curious expression. “Did she address you with a nickname or...was it a professional name?”

“Miss Spree this, Miss Spree that-- was about the only thing I could get out of her for a few weeks before I got it into her head I hate being called miss.” Told the mare with a definite tone. “She calls me Spree now, finally. But even now our… well, I guess relationship is still rough in some places. Trying my best but, like I said, I ain’t a thestral.”

Rubbing her face, Spree went on, “heck, I ain’t really mom material. I just took in Marsh and Haze because…. Well, they needed someone. And I couldn't just hand them off to a couple of ponies that would tell them to pick on the Fawns, that would of just been a disaster!”

“I’m really not cut out for it, honestly.” Continued Spree. “Give me trainee adults for the military any day. Fillies are… well, it’s no easy. You’d make a better mom than me. But like I said, I had to do something. I couldn’t do nothing.”

“And me trying to enter in would be more complicated than anything else.” added Shadow as she placed a hand on her stomach. “Especially when I’m carrying young myself.”

“But don’t you got help on your end?” Asked Spree. Well, until she added, “well, not half-counting Lovely, cuz she knows nothing about raising kids. And I don’t count Sky.” Then scrunched up her face. “That reminds me-- why?” Going on to press, “Just.. why Sky? Of all mares you could of picked, why… her?”

“Would you rather she try to work elsewhere?” asked Shadow in a dry tone.

“If it meant you don’t get brained by one of her mistakes?” Began Spree. “Maybe.” Then continued on. “I’m just saying, the girl is a… she’s just…” Trying to find a nice way to put it. “She’s not all there, you know?”

“From what I found out? She wasn’t treated right as a young filly, and was trained to be a racer-- wasn’t taught much else when she was pulled from school before the Caribous came...so you can say she’s like this because of both neglect and from lack of understanding of life. Even more? She sorta needs Jerry in a sense. Needs someone to give her the attention she never gotten before.”

“I’d think she’d need professional help for that.” Spoke out Spree. “I’m just worried, Shadow. Sky just isn’t all there, and I’m not sure if she’s… good for Jerry too.”

Sighing, Shadow said. “I know...but there’s not much we can do for now. Plus Jerry sorta agree she need help...but at the same time well...I honestly think Sky sorta need Jerry in a way…” then thought over a previous thought...and look to Spree as she admitted. “Plus I’ve...been thinking about your situation...and I think of a solution of sorts...I know how you feel about me and about Jerry….and I know it seems unfair.”

“So...what if...I...let you be a concubine too in a way? Come in the group, but not be part of the group in way.”

Blinking in half shock, Spree opened and closed her mouth a few times to process this. “Shadow, I thought we went over this.” Going on to say, “I don’t know if that’s fair to Jerry. I mean, yeah...I… still like you. A lot actually.” Then signed out, “but how…?”

“Well, you wouldn’t be part of the ‘traditional’ herd, and you don’t have too much of a obligation. You just sorta help in tending to Jerry-- but not be in a full relationship if you don’t want to. Plus you would stick around me…” then amended. “Granted I don’t...fully feel that way to you like you to me-- but I thought it could at least help you out Spree. Especially when everything is said and done.”

Rubbing the side of her face, Spree told, “while it hurts you don’t feel for me the same…. You know there’s gonna be something else for me to maybe do, right?” Giving a look to Shadow squarely in the eye. “The whole ‘sex’ thing.” Then held a hand up. “Don’t get me wrong, Jerry’s not half bad looking-- pink-monkey looking as he is.” Then shrugged, “it’s just… you know… it’s not something I can just do. Even if I was already raped like crazy, it’s…”

Sighing once more, Spree facepalmed, “why does this have to be so difficult?” Then looked towards the ceiling as if to complain to some higher being. “This all would of been more simple if the Caribou never came and maybe-- maybe I could of had a shot with just you. But no, this happened and I have no idea how to handle it!”

Sighing abit, Shadow knew it made her friend uneasy, as she soon told. “Its why I’m giving it as a option for you...if you do decided to take it or not. I know you would do anything for me, but I also know I can’t force you. Just give you the option.” then admitted with a light shrug. “To be honest I don’t know how to feel about it either, seeing my friend just...in a concubine position. I just hope to give you some sort of compromise of sorts…”

With a long look at Shadow’s eyes to this, Spree huffed out and said with crossed arms, “why do you have to be so damned cute when you reason things out?” Rubbing her face and sighing, “I… I’ll think on it. It’s… it’s hard, alright?” Seeming to want to sit down. “It’s hard not to get the girl you’re hoping for and knowing you’re going to be second fiddle to someone else they love more than you.”

While Spree sagged in place, thinking to herself, she did half joke, “well… I guess there’s three pro’s to this. If I do say yes, I can see you naked more often, I get to see how great Jerry is in bed as you like to brag about-- and maybe, just maybe.” Half looking around suspiciously, “those three kids I got will stop badgering me about liking Jerry or whatever they keep thinking!”

With a raise of a brow, Shadow asked. “I know Marsh and Haze used to do this-- but Dew too?” then asked with slight suspicion. “Did Jasmine do anything with this?”

“Oh no, I stomped that prankster out of the room before she could.” Told Spree with a definite nod. “Oh no, apparently Dew came to the same conclusion when I was trying to tell Jerry of how to properly use a sword in a fight. Now she’s got it in her head that I like him.”

“I did tell you how thestral couples tend to improve the other, and you tend to do a lot of work with helping Jerry.”

Raising to that, Spree said, “but it’s my job to improve him-- I don't exactly have a choice in the matter!” Rubbing her temples. “I honestly don’t know what to do about them when they snoop into my love life. I told them I don’t got a thing for Jerry, not in the least!” Then paused to go on, “but like I told you, he’s still got a hot bod. And I can still tell he’s packing.”

“And like that, you enforce their thoughts.” stated Shadow.

“Hey, I never told them that much.” Defended Spree. “You’re the only one I bother to tell.”

“Let me talk to them, knowing on what they look at with you? They think you’re eyeing Jerry a lot with his bod.” said Shadow as she added. “Plus, it’ll give you some spare relief that I’ll get through to them a lot quicker…” then joked with a amused look on her expression. “And I’ll make sure that you see Jerry as a friend than a potential mate.” then asked. “Where are the three anyway?”

“At this time?” Thought out Spree, “I think they’re in our shared room. Pretty sure that by this time they like to lounge around. Haze is a bit shy around the other kids, so her sisters like to take her back to my room after a few hours of being around others.”

Giving a nod, she look down to her 5 month stomach as she gave a light sigh. “Oi.” looking to Spree as she asked. “Mind helping me to there? I had Sonata do afew things for me in the Castle.”

“Yeah, sure.” Nodded the mare. “Those stairs aren't exactly fun for a pregnant mare to go up.” moving with Shadow while adding, “personally, I don’t know how any mare put up with a belly full of kids. I mean, I sort of get it… and while kids are great at times…”

“Sometimes it’s a pain.” said Shadow as she started to walk towards Spree room. “Oh don’t get me wrong, I love having the kids-- but dealing with mood swings of happy to nearly murdering a Minion, the constant food wants-- even bits of tiredness.” then amended. “Although Lovely doesn’t have to deal with the moodswings...although her...food tasting is very..weird.”

Looking, Spree asked while taking hold of one arm to help the thestral up the steps. “Do I even want to ask?”

“No. Trust me, you don’t.” told Shadow as she added. “It’s like her taste is just too much. Really too much.”

Silently going up the steps from there, they eventually reached the floor that Spree kept her living at. While they made the final stretch, they could hear gentle giggles from within, all but confirming the fillies were there. Giving a nod, Spree said, “well, I should probably get going.” The giggles going silent, and Shadow just knew they were listening in. “I wanted to get a jog in while I can. I’d ask if you want to join, but that’s probably not going to happen again anytime soon.”

“No...unless you want the Minions do it for me.” joked Shadow as she said. “But I think they could manage it.” then slightly open the door as she smile and said. “Hello Dew, Marsh, Haze. How are you all doing?” entering as she pause, before she took her head out to call out. “Servant!” waiting for a bit until a Brown Servant rushed up with a slight bow.

“Yes Mistress?”

“I need a plate of cheese, pickles, onions, and mushrooms.” although once the Minion bow and rushed? Did she enter in as she look to the three as she asked in amusement. “Any chairs for me to sit in, girls?”

Getting up from the floor, Marsh, Shadow believed, said, “I got it.” moving off to get a chair from a nearby table and move it over. While she did that, Haze picked up whatever they were doing and moved it to what Shadow thought was their room.

Dew herself stood up and looked curious, and asked, “where’s Spree?” Looking at the door some before back at Shadow. “I thought you liked to visit her?” Though Shadow knew very well these fillies overheard where Spree was. No, Dew was wondering what Shadow was doing here, the mare knew.

“Oh she went to jog a bit, plus while I do like to visit her-- I also know I can’t do much with twins in me.” moving to sit down as she relax as she asked to Dew. “How have you been with Spree, from one thestral to another?” asking this in a tone that despite being not part of the család, both knew they were heads of their own households.

“Alright.” Dew told in a almost short way. She seemed to wait for Marsh to come back, as well as Haze before saying, “she’s… different. But she seems to mean well.” Then half said, “but really doesn't like to admit things.” Making her sisters half giggle.

Raising a brow, she asked in a knowing tone. “Let me guess, you three see her aiding my mate in training. Any idea on why you think she likes him secretly? Beside the training I mean.”

With each of the three looking at the other, Haze half blushed while both Marsh and Dew told together, “She gets horny afterwards and does it in the shower.” though it was Marsh that went on, “well, really she’s horny more besides that…. But sometimes she’s like that with the Overlord after something at times.”

“When you say she’s like that with Jerry-- do you mean like after need of a male, or someone particular?” asked Shadow as she knew Spree had a thing with the thestral, but would it be obvious to these three?

“Only sometimes.” Dew told. “It’s not all the time. I think it’s when he just does something she really likes.” Though pointed out, “like when she’s with you.”

Nodding to that, Marsh said, “she really gets horny after meeting with you.” Causing Haze to redden further and duck her head.

Shadow was about to respond, before the door opens as the Minions rushed in, producing a footstool, a small table with a tea set, with a freshly made pot of tea. A few trays of food and snacks-- and a large tray of what Shadow requested as they rushed out as if they never came in. blinking abit, she glance at the sudden items as she remarked. “Still trying to get over the fact of how fast they are when I want something.”

While the fillies also blinked to the sudden interruption, Shadow had to take a moment to compose herself and once more go over what the three-- or rather two --had just told. Apparently, Spree was… aware of Jerry’s body at the very least. Not surprising with what the mare said.

But apparently Spree hadn't share just how much she was into Shadow herself. Getting horny after every meeting or something along those lines? Well it was at least half flattering to know she still looked good to Spree in some way. At least for her feminine pride.

Yet she had to let the fillies know that Shadow can’t really give back such feelings. “As much as...flattering it is to hear on that? I don’t think I’ll be ever to give such feelings back to her,” taking a cup of the tea to sip and taking a bite of the food as she told. “Mostly since...” trying to think on how to explain fully as despite her knowing how to talk to thestrals well...she also knew that these three lived with Spree and would notice a few things.

“We know.” It was Haze that said this, the shy filly shifting in her place with her sister while Shadow looked to her. “We know that Jerry is your mate, your only mate. But…” Seeming to flush a bit in thought.

Her other triplet, Marsh, spoke up in her sisters stead. “We know that she really has the hots for Jerry.” Then went on, “well… kinda?”

“She just has a itch and can’t get rid of it.” Dew added on, the young teens having to have… picked up a few terms they really shouldn’t know. Something Shadow wasn’t sure how to feel about. Thestral young or not.

Taking a bit of the mixture of food, enjoying the taste as she swallow and nodded. “And I can’t ease that itch due to my position and my young.” holding a thoughtful look as she admit. “I asked Spree about it, she said he looks good looking with his body alone.” then asked with a raise brow. “Why do you think she has the hots for Jerry? Sure his body does look appealing, but is there another factor she hasn’t told me?”

Haze looked away while saying, “she really wasn’t into guys approaching her.” Which was news to Shadow, in a sense. “I remembered when she took Marsh and me in, she would go and visit the other adults. Talk to them… try and maybe find a mate.”

“She didn’t like any of the guys.” Marsh more or less barged in. “I think she scares most of them. And she tried a few mares, but quickly sort of just not bothered after a while.” And soon asked Haze, “didn’t she and that one pegasus almost hit it off?”

Shaking her head, Haze told, “no, she was just trying to be nice.” Then shyly said, “I didn’t like her. She was a little… controlling.”

“Right….” Started Marsh, “Spree’s a real dom.” And like that, it half-clicked in Shadow’s mind.

Well that sorta explains a bit. I sorta know already she’s like a Dom. But if we were in a relationship-- Spree would on top due to that status...but in this scenario? Well...if Spree did accept the concubine thing, then they both would be in a sort of equal footing. Granted Jerry doesn’t Dom often...but he does get into it once into the action. And Spree sometimes is very hard to approach from either side...especially since she sometimes acts like a guy.

Then again, Shadow grew up together, and had a ‘fling’ in their youth.

And sure, Spree is a bit intimidating to Jerry, but in a different way. A more...understanding way in a sense. Shadow consider it while she was eating as she soon asked. “What makes Jerry different to you three?”

“He’s strong.” Spoke up Haze first.

“He’s fierce.” Dew told thoughtfully.

“He’s an idiot.” Marsh tossed in, getting looks from her sisters. “What? He is!”

“Eh, sometimes he’s a idiot. But that’s just his charm at times.” said Shadow as she took a sip as she went on to asked. “But really, you really think Spree is attractive to Jerry like that?”

“Maybe not completely.” Dew started out, “but if she had the chance, maybe.” And went on in a way that Shadow felt was more truth than anything. “Because she won’t ever leave your sight. She loves you too much. Even Haze notices!”

“And Haze can be oblivious.” Marsh nodded, though seemed to be a little regretful when the shy filly made a whine. One that Marsh was quick to try and say sorry with a hug.

“And we know I can’t give Spree back said feelings.” said Shadow as she sip her tea as she admit. “Honestly? I think she’s being a little stubborn about it. We both grew up together and she just can’t let go.” thinking about it….as she partially wonder why Spree doesn’t let go? She belong with Jerry, Spree knows that….so why doesn’t she let go?

Thinking it over as Shadow...consider that Spree doesn’t have anything to go back in a ‘life’. Since Equestria is nearly ruined. Ponyville is covered in icy snow, her home gone with her folks...and it’s doubtful their friends are alive or around. So Shadow is the only resemblance of ‘home’ left. As well as being Spree ‘love-interest’, Spree consider Shadow was beyond important to her...she was the last thing Spree had.

With another sigh, she admitted. “I do want to help her girls. Honestly I do. The only way I can see of a compromise? Is her being a sorta...concubine to Jerry.”

After a moment of processing, they went, “what?” With Haze going, “huh?”

Oh right, thestrals teachings. as Shadow thought for a moment, as she decided to explain in a way they understood. “It’s very hard to explain….but she gets to be part of the herd-- but at the same time not be a full member. She would be like...well...a rather complicated thing.” I want to say friends with benefits-- but I do NOT Want to open that can of worms. thought Shadow.

They all blinked, with Dew going, “but she’s still near you, and still can breed with Jerry, right?” Which nearly had Shadow face-falting in the sense that, yes… that was true… on both fronts.

“Yes...but she won’t be allowed to bear his youngs for a while. Since of me and with Lovely own needs of our own foals.” Knowing at least the three understood that.

But even as they did, Dew pressed on, “but at the end, she’s near you and with Jerry.” Which was something Shadow couldn’t say no to. “She can breed when she feels for it, and still love you too. She’ll eventually want to love Jerry too.” It was such simplistic thinking-- and unfortunately, very thestral thinking.

Yes they skipped over other traditions, but they knew Spree wasn’t thestral. They only applied the…. Other parts that would make sense.

“Well...its not only trying to get Spree to consider it thats the problem...it’s also Jerry.”

Marsh all but pointed out, “I though Jerry will bed any good looking mare if given the chance?” Making Shadow almost splutter as, in all reality in her brain… she knew that was right.

She was honestly doing her best to not cough up her tea at that moment and looked at the three, regarding the triplets carefully. They were smart for their age, and considering one of them was the head to their család with extra training from Albert to help manage a sea-base… it was possible these fillies were smarter than they looked.

I’m surprised they haven’t taken over the Dark Castle at this point. Unless Dew has been secretly gathering children as her minion army as she takes over with cuteness and sass. thought the marea she remarked. “Should I be worried of you taking over the Dark Castle anytime soon, Dew?”

“I think Jasmine's more interested in doing that.” Honestly told the filly. “Not that I’d let her. There’s enough trouble with minions running around chasing rats.” Then shook her head. “They’re not that great at hunting rats.”

“Sad but true.” nodded Shadow in agreement as she thought over it as she knew Jerry did consider doing it to Spree nearly a year ago….or at least until he knew the truth. And while Jerry would find it strange...he wouldn’t try to hold back with a willing mare before him. Which sadly...doesn't hold him back. Really she was the one to help hold him back.

Apparently her eyes of disappointment make him pause in making a move. She honestly consider he fear such yes because he hold her to such high regards...which is admittedly flattering. And she knew Spree wouldn’t be into it...unless Shadow seduce Spree into the herd...Which left a odd taste in her mouth.

Yes, Shadow knew she didn’t like Spree in that way-- but damn it was Spree just good in bed. It was maybe one thing to miss, though not that much. Maybe, if she could trick Spree into just one night with Jerry? Though that felt wrong, tricking her best friend into sleeping with the hunk of a guy that was Jerry.

But then again, Spree did have an interest. Sure she joked about it, but she was screwed by Caribou and given sex toys a lot. It was possible that Spree might change her mind after a night. But that wasn’t also fair to the yellow mare.

Really, when did this whole love-interest triangle get so overly complicated? But, considering it, Shadow considered that it probably started when she decided to not give her feelings in return to Spree way-back when her mind was just so… confused if she loved Jerry as a Master or… something else.

But I love him fully and unconditionally now. I honestly doubted he would handle it being alone...really, I think he would be so much worse without me or Jasmine. Even more that… she pause as Shadow...Shadow slowly realize that she was in Spree position in a sense. That it wouldn’t be fair to Jerry….but love was unconditional...So she would need to get Spree to understand that simple fact….but she couldn’t do it alone as she look to the three with a idea hatch in her mind.

“Girls? How would you like to help me get Spree to admit her feelings to Jerry?”

At once, all three young teens perked their ears up attentively.

Yes, you see right. I updated again. Maybe not as polish, but it’s here. And yes that cliffhanger was evil...but then again...the ‘hero’ of the story is a bad guy. But anyway I hope you enjoy, because it took all of my efforts on getting this after the New Years. Cheers for 2020.