I whistled a little tune to myself as I strolled to the breakfast table.I took my usual seat and smiled at everyone present.

“Good morning everybody, how are you all doing?”

“We are well,” Celestia said with a smile. “Though we can not say the same for others,” she said, turning to Jason.

“What?” Jason looked up from stuffing his face, blinking a few times. Being four months into the pregnancy he was definitely starting to show... And eat twice as much as he used to. Which is pretty impressive considering he ate like a one man army before.

“Nothing,” Celestia giggled. “Only that thou has not stopped to breathe since sitting down.”

He blushed frowning. “Yeah well...all that cake is going to your thighs.”

Celestia blushed, pushing her plate away. “We do not know what thou art talking about.”

“Oh hush you,” I laughed as I wrapped an arm around her. “The cake is not going to your thighs,” I told her as my other hand snaked down. “It’s making your ass even sexier,” I finished with a husky tone, groping her right on the cutie mark.

“Vash!” Celestia shouted, pushing me away. “Not at the table.”

“Fine, just wanted to make my lady feel beautiful,” I chuckled as I turned to Jason. “How are you feeling? Everything good?”

“Yeah, all good.” Jason nodded, giving a thumbs up.

“Glad to hear it,” I replied with a smile. “Just let me know if anything changes. Gotta make sure my baby mama’s okay,” I joked with a wink.

“Keep that up and you’ll never get rid of me.” Jason smirked, going back to stuffing his face.

“I dunno, I’m sure Chryssi and Rarity would notice you were gone eventually,” I shrugged as I filled my plate. “And something tells me I’d be the one to suffer the brunt of their wrath. My luck has been notoriously bad ever since I came to Equestria.”

“I suppose you're right.” Jason nodded, wiping his mouth.”Anyway, what are we doing today?”

“Well, much to my disappointment, your uncle’s scale seems to break any tool that I’ve tried on it. So the magic armor thing has been kind of a bust. On a brighter note, I’ve made decent progress on a dragon-scale chainmail outfit.” I reported. “And the work on the village of Gunsmoke has been really smooth. So, we’re free to do whatever we want.”

Jason pulled a hammer out of his pocket, sliding it over to me. “If you can pick it up, it's yours.”

I quirked an eyebrow at him, wondering if he was serious. His face didn’t give anything away so I just tried to pick the hammer up. I gripped it tightly with my right hand and started to pull. I strained for what felt like a few minutes before I managed to pick up the hammer, nearly falling over as it went over my head.

“Yes!” I cried, surprised by my success. “Does this make me an Avenger? Can I meet Samuel L. Jackson?” I asked with a laugh.

“I actually lived the first movie.” Jason smirked a bit. “I'm totally tight with Stark.”

"You can’t be serious,” I deadpanned.

“No, I'm not, but part of you believed it.”

“Jason, In the past few months, I’ve turned a spirit of chaos to stone, slept with and impregnated an ice giant, talked to a pokemon and been turned into a woman and baby respectively. I’ve learned to be ready to believe anything,” I told him with a flat look.

“Stop it, Vash, get any more serious and you’ll turn into Maud.”

“I have no idea who this Maud is… but she sounds weirdly funny,” I replied, scratching the side of my head.

“She has her moments but still, you don't want to be her.”

“Alright, I will do my best to get back to my usual self,” I told him with a smile. “So, since there’s no pressing issues to attend to, wanna go globetrotting again? Hopefully neither of us will have Poison Joke spilled on us.”

“Yeah, I'd rather not be a pregnant ten year old...” Jason muttered, sipping at his drink.

“No, you’ll probably become the god of another society. I seem to be the bigger bad luck sponge between the two of us,” I laughed.

“Its karma for knocking me up.” Jason grinned, finishing up his drink, leaning back in his seat.

“Hey, how is the pregnancy exclusively my fault!” I pouted. “Last time I checked, you didn’t say no when we were both drunk.”

“And how do we know that hmm?” Jason asked, raising his eyebrow.

“I don’t know, why don’t you ask the voices in your head?” I suggested with a huff. “They seemed to recall the evening in question with a lot more clarity than we do.”

“Relax Vash, I'm just breaking your balls.” Jason got up, rolling his eyes.

“I know, though I am a little curious what was the line that finally won you over,” I said with a snicker.

“Ya well, I'm not askin’ so, wonder away.”

“I suppose the mystery is part of the fun. So, where does the lady wish to go now?” I asked with a small bow towards Jason.

“I will hit you...”

“Is that your way of saying you love me?” I asked with a shit-eating grin. He drew his arm back, socking me in the arm. “Ow! If you keep doing that I think I’ll go numb in this arm,” I whined, rubbing my arm where he hit me.

“Buck up.” Jason crossed his arms, smirking.

“Fine,” I pouted, finishing my meal. “Why would I expect to get any sympathy from a literal ‘ice king’?” I muttered to myself.

“I am not the Ice King.” Jason rolled his eyes, leaning on the table.

“Yeah, you don’t kidnap nearly enough princesses to qualify for that job,” I chuckled. “So, where do you think we should go now? I’m up for anything. Though, with the way you’ve been eating, maybe we should go somewhere with really good food?” I suggested, looking Jason up and down.

“I dunno...” He shrugged. “Any suggestions, Moonbutt?” He asked, gazing at Luna.

Luna glared at him for a moment. “We do not appreciate that nickname, but the Marediterranian is famous for its food if that would interest thee.”

Jason sighed, putting a hand on his head. “The puns just never stop...”

“I feel ya buddy,” I sighed and shook my head. “They’re enough to drive ya to drink. Still, we might be able to soak up some sun at a beach somewhere.”

“Alright let's go then. Will you three keep an eye on the egg for me?” He asked, looking at the girls.

“Morning, wouldst thou do the honors?” Celestia suggested.

“Why wouldst thou choose me to keep watch over the egg?” Celestia just looked down at Morning’s lower half as if the answer was obvious. “Fine, I suppose thou dost have a point. My coils would keep the egg safe and warm,” Morning sighed, pinching her brow.

“Glad to hear it,” I said, getting up and kissing her forehead. “Have fun playing mama snake. Jason and I should be back soon.”

“Just go,” she sighed ignoring my joke. “And Jason, keep Vash out of trouble this time. I’d like him to be the proper age when he returns.”

“Of course and thank you.” Jason gave her a quick hug, walking out of the dining hall. He returned a few minutes later and gently handed Morning the egg.

“I will do my utmost to see that no harm comes to the egg,” she said with a fang-baring grin as she wrapped the egg in her coils.

“You have my complete and utter trust.” Jason nodded. “Well, let's get going.” He walked out again, humming softly.

“You got it!” I cheered, rushing to catch up to him. “And this time, I’m going to overcome my fears!” I beamed as I made it to his side.

“No you won't...”

“Oh, you’re not about to…” But I didn’t get to finish my sentence as Jason cast the Sleep spell on me. I woke up later when I was jolted and hit my head on something. I picked myself up with a groan and glared up at Jason. “Any particular reason you did that?”

“It was easier to be honest with you.” He shrugged, holding his hand up to help me up.

“Fine, not like I can stay mad at you,” I huffed, taking his hand. “Especially when I’m hopefully going to see you in a swimsuit soon.”

“Too bad I didn't bring one.” He shot back with a smirk.

“I did~” I smirked, reaching into my duster and pulling out a green and black suit for him. “I’m always prepared for things like this.”

“How do you do that...I know damn well I didn't give you a hyper cube...”

“The suit I got from Patty and Zinnia. The deep pockets is how I hold my apparently never-ending ammo,” I laughed. He sighed, shaking his head.

“But what makes you think I'll wear it...?”

“Kinda hoping that asking nicely will do the trick,” I said with a hopeful smile. “I know I can’t force you to do it. Not without having to get an icepick for my nards again.”

He looked at it before sighing. “Fine...I'll wear the damned thing...” He took it, grumbling a little.

“Yes!” I cheered, throwing my arms in the air. “Thank you!” I continued with a smile on my face. “Don’t worry, I brought a suit for myself too.” Jason continued to grumble in annoyance and disappeared to get changed. He returned a minute or so later with his arms crossed over his chest.

“Do I at least look good?”

“No… you look better than good,” I said, trying and failing to pick my jaw up from the ground. “In fact, I’m kinda having difficulties finding a good word to use at the moment.”

“Alright come on...” Jason turned away. “Let's get the exploring done shall we?”

“Sure,” I nodded dumbly as I followed after him. “Whatever you say.” The two of us continued to walk along, taking in the scenery as we did. “Man, this is a pretty nice looking place, huh?” I asked as I looked out across the ocean. “Next time we come here we should bring the girls.”

“That's not a bad idea.” Jason said with a nod.

“I’ve been known to have one on occasion,” I smiled at him. “Managing to get a bathing suit that fits you was definitely one too. Your bust was already impressive, but with the advancing pregnancy… I'm surprised you haven't been complaining about some serious back pain.”

“Vash, I’ve been through a lot more than most people dream of, a sore back is nothing to me.”.

“Alright ya show off, I know you're a very tough person,” I chuckled and roll my eyes. “Is there anything else you’re too tough for?”

“A lot of shit.” Jason shrugged. “Takes a lot to get to me.”

“Fair enough.” I shrugged before seeing a faint outline of something in the distance. “Hey, I think there's a town over there,” I said, pointing at the outline.

“Nice little place.” Jason commented, brushing his hair out of his face.

“Yeah, and considering where we are they probably get a lot of travelers from all over the world. We might find some scans and information on Sirens all at the same time.”

“We might even run into them... I really hope we don't run into the Dazzlings...” Jason muttered. “We might stop them from getting banished.”

“And what would be the downside of preventing people from getting banished?”

“Besides ruining Sunset’s redemption arc and preventing her from reinventing herself?” He tapped his chin. “Though it must have sucked being stuck as teenagers for a thousand years...”

“Yeah, especially if being stuck in a teenage body includes a thousand years of puberty,” I shuddered.

“Nothing about that high school world makes sense. You should see how freakishly long human Luna and Celestia’s legs are.”

“I dunno, I'm kind of a fan of long legs,” I mused. “Morning’s legs were amazing back when she had them.”

“Yeah but those legs should not be that long. Its Almighty Tallest levels man.”

“Oh… yeah, I can see how that could be mildly disturbing. Also, who is this Sunset girl? This is the second time you’ve brought her up.”

“I dunno if I should say really...” Jason sighed. “I believe the future is what we make it but... Equestria a thousand years from now is something to strive towards...”

“Dude, I already know about Nightmare Moon, and you’ve told me that my life is being written down as we speak. Are we really going to start worrying about affecting time as you know it now?”

“Eh I suppose you're right. Sunset Shimmer will be Princess Celestia’s student near a thousand years from now. I imagine she was grooming Sunset to be the Element of Magic but uh... Sunset got impatient and Celestia made one of the dumbest decisions ever.”

“Did they have some sort of fight, Sunset got angry and ran through some portal to this high school world where these Dazzlings you mentioned earlier wound up too, and the two of them never spoke again?” I asked.

“Yeah but it was totally Celestia’s fault. She had the stupid idea that she could fix her behavior by showing her a possible future where she was an alicorn... Then Sunset broke into a forbidden wing of the archives and Celestia cast her out.”

“And that's why you told Celestia not to screw up with her when you first came here,” I nodded.

“Yeah... Than she came back, stole the Element of Magic, corrupted it, became a she-demon and tried to take over Equestria with an army of brainwashed teenagers....”

“Not gonna lie, that sounds pretty metal.”

“I wasn't there to see but I was... ‘There’ for the Battle Of The Bands against the Dazzlings. Nothing stops The Beatles baby.” Jason smirked, crossing his arms.

“Hmm… what about the Rolling Stones? Could that stop The Beatles? Or would that be an unstoppable force meeting an immovable object situation?”

“You ruined the moment man. But uh anyway, Sunset, at least mine, is still living in high school world with Hughes, my human form as it were.”

“Huh, that's pretty cool,” I nodded. “So, what does this Sunset look like? Might as well know so if I want to help Celestia not screw up with her.”

“Yellow and red unicorn. Has a sun for a cutie mark.”

“Dude, don’t know if you noticed but… cutie marks are almost always covered here. But a yellow and red unicorn… almost sounds like…” I paused for a moment, gears spinning in my head.

“What?” Jason asked, turning to look at me.

“That’s a pretty similar coloration to Morning Star.”

“Eh, a lot of ponies share coat colors.” Jason waved it off. “Don't over think it.”

“Yeah,” I laughed. “For a second there I was thinking that Sunset might be a descendant of Morning’s. But I bet I'm way off on that one.” Jason just gave me a deadpanned look. “What?”

“Murphy’s law. Now that's exactly what's going to happen, with you as her ancestor.”

“Now you're being ridiculous,” I rolled my eyes at him. “That’s like saying a beautiful woman will fall from the sky because I said it would.” I laughed off, holding out my arms for emphasis. “See, I scoff at Murphy and his law.” That was until someone fell on me.

“See? Told you, don't invoke Murphy, he is a cruel deity.” Jason shook his head, looking down at me.

“I remain unconvinced,” I said with a muffled groan. “That was coincidental at best. Besides, is whoever landed on me a she and if so, is she beautiful?”

“Uh... Yes... Yes to both...”

“Still not totally convinced,” I said after pausing for a moment. “Now, can you get her off me? I’d like to get a look at who fell on me.” Jason obliged, helping whoever it was to their feet. “Thank…” My mind came to a halt as I looked at the one who fell on me. She had light blue fur, long purple mane with dark blue stripes, and rose colored eyes. Her very curvy body was covered by what looked like a greek chiton that was colored the same purple as her mane.

“Is thy… companion alright?” The mare asked in a lilting sing-song voice. “He seems to be afflicted with something.”

“His mother dropped him on his head as a child, sadly he never recovered.”

“Not funny, Jason,” I said with narrowed eyes. I then turned to the mare and smiled. “I am sorry if I seemed rude, I was merely...captivated, nay entranced by your beauty.” I said with my most charming smile.

The mare giggled and smiled at me. “Dost thou truly think it wise to flatter me so with thy pregnant lover next to thee?”

“Like I said, head trauma. “ Jason crossed his arms, looking her over.

“Jason, I was never dropped on my head. My mother caused my mental defects in other ways,” I replied, crossing my arms over my chest too.

“Did she tell you that?” Jason asked. “He’s very gullible, he’ll believe almost anything you tell him.”

“The two of thee are adorable together,” the mysterious mare giggled. “Thou must have been together for some time now.”

“Eh... Few months now...” Jason shrugged. “Anyway... Why were you in the sky?”

“Oh, I was on my way to the nearby village when a random bit of bad weather caused me to crash.”

“Sky's clear.” Jason pointed up, giving her a disbelieving look.

“I am just as confused as thee, but something did cause me to crash. I am just glad that such a kind soul prevented me from coming to harm,” she said, winking at me.

“Yeah... I think you’re a siren who saw us walking and decided we’re easy prey.” Jason raised his eyebrow, looking unamused.

“Thou believe me to be a siren?” The mare asked with a tilt of her head. “And I would not consider the two of thee ‘easy prey’. Thy lover is as tall as a minotaur and has a strange weapon at his side. Plus, there is a village a stone’s throw away.”

“Because Vash invoked Murphy and he is not a happy deity.” Jason argued, narrowing his eyes.

“If I were a siren, wouldn’t I have offered to sing to thee as recompense for crashing on thee and interrupting thy day?”

“No, you'd have just started singing out of nowhere.”

“And I have not done that either,” the mare countered with a smile. “Thou seems to counter thy lover’s gullibility by being near to paranoia.”

“Lady, you don't know paranoid,” Jason countered, looking at her.

“Perhaps,” she shrugged. “Now, if thou would excuse me. As I said before, I am on my way to the nearby village. I truly am sorry for landing on thee, Vash,” she offered with a wave towards me as she turned and started walking towards the village.

“Well...that was interesting...” Jason commented, scratching his cheek.

“Yeah… interesting,” I said as I looked between the mystery mare and Jason. “I’m still wondering if she really was telling us the truth, or she was a siren and figured we were more trouble than we were worth.”

“Only one way to find out.” Jason gestured to the town, starting to move toward it.

“Lead the way,” I said with a dopey smile, following close behind. The two of us eventually made it into the town. The smell of fresh fish and the ocean breeze filling our nostrils. Ponies and even a few minotaurs were milling about in outfits similar to the one that the mystery mare was wearing.

“Sup?” Jason asked, waving to the minotaurs, taking a deep breath of the ocean breeze. The minotaurs waved back, though they seemed to be a bit confused by his attire.

"Wow, I am really liking the look of this place,” I said looking at the various stalls filled with fish. “And that breeze is nice.”

“Eh, the fish is a bit much...” Jason muttered, looking out into the ocean.

“There is just no pleasing you,” I chuckled. “Why do I even bother taking you nice places?”

“Because I might go stir crazy or my Loki genes will kick in and I’ll turn on you for no other reason than to be an asshole.”

“Hmm, that’s a pretty good reason to take you places,” I nodded, gulping at the thought of Jason going full Loki. “Though, you did give me a magic hammer,” I offered as I patted my duster. “That might help me fend off your ‘full-Loki’ mode.”

“You realize that's just a normal hammer made out of uru right?”

“It’s magical because you gave it to me?” I said with a weak chuckle and a grin.

“No, it's just an otherwise normal hammer made of of some super powerful fictional metal.”

“Okay, I guess I won’t be going on adventures with Iron Man and the gang anytime soon,” I sighed as I slumped over. “That’s a shame though, if anyone could help me fulfill my number one childhood dream, it’d be Tony Stark.”

“What's that?” Jason asked, looking over his shoulder.

“Promise not to laugh?” Jason rolled his eyes and nodded. “I wanted to build Big O.”

“Big Duo was cooler.” He deadpanned.

"Big O’s pilot was voiced by Steve Blum, your argument is invalid,” I smirked at him.

“Yeah but flying giant robots are still better. Personally though, Jehuty all the fucking way.”

“Okay, as if anyone can deny the awesomeness of a mech that comes from a Hideo Kojima game. Also, heh, Jehuty has a pretty literal ‘cockpit,’” I snickered, remembering the game.

“You know, apparently the designer did that on purpose just for the joke.” Jason smirked, stopping and leaning over a railing, looking down at the ocean.

“That is one hell of a view,” I whistled as I came up beside him. “And it makes me a bit nostalgic,” I chuckled. “Though the water back home never looked quite like this.”

“I was never one for the ocean...” Jason shrugged, his hair blowing in the air.

“I always loved it,” I laughed, resting my elbows on the rail and staring at the water. “I grew up pretty close to the shore and my family made trips to a nearby boardwalk during the summer when my dad could manage to get off of work. Man, almost feels like a lifetime ago,” I finished, letting out a small sigh.

“Fuck Mr.Hughes.” Jason snorted bitterly, spitting into the water.

“You okay there?” I asked, snapping out of my nostalgia trip and turning to him. “What brought that on?”

“Just the mention of dads...” He grumbled, not looking at me.

“Oh… I’m an idiot,” I said, slapping my forehead. “You never knew your dad growing up. Well, I actually think you would’ve liked my dad,” I offered, smiling at him.

“Probably. I don't know the first thing about my dad besides that he had a vaguely asian name and could turn his hands into knives...”

“Ok… that sounds pretty cool,” I nodded. “Still, I can relate to losing a father. The difference was that I got to know mine first.”

“Lucky...” Jason sighed, letting out a long breath. “I just... Hope I'm a good dad...”

“You?” I asked starting to chuckle. “You’re a great parent from what I’ve seen. And I have first hand experience of your parenting,” I told him, starting to nudge his side with my elbow.

“Heh...thanks.” Jason smiled, looking up at me, some hair blowing in his face.

“Can’t believe someone that’s apparently the ultimate badass and a literal god is worried about being a dad,” I told him. “What you should be worried about is if our kid will pop out and start begging for donuts and hitting on the midwife,” I chuckled a bit.

“...I'm. Norse, not Greek...” Jason glared, narrowing his eyes at me.

I blinked a bit and replied, “Uh, I know that. I didn’t call you Greek. Where’d that come from?”

“Because that's that crap the Olympians did.” Jason snorted, moving away, moving his hair behind his head.

“Jason, I hit on girls all the time. Hell, I did it about ten minutes ago. Doesn’t make me friggin’ Zeus. I was just joking about the baby taking too much after me.” All I got in response was a snowball to the face. I dragged my hand across my face and shook my head at the jotun. “You are so lucky that I can’t use magic, otherwise I’d be forced to retaliate to that,” I smirked.

“And how would you do that?” Jason asked.

“I dunno, returning fire with a snowball of my own, turning that bikini you’re wearing transparent, magic opens up quite a bit of possibilities,” I said with a smile.

“You just keep dreaming.” Jason retorted, hopping over the railing, landing down on the sand.

“Hey, why’d you do that?” I asked, leaning over the railing.

“Because we’re at the beach, why wouldn't I want to enjoy it?” Jason asked, looking back up at me.

“Fair enough,” I sighed as I hopped over the railing and looked down from the ledge. “Really hoping this isn’t a bad idea,” I muttered to myself as I jumped down on the sand. Luckily enough, I landed on my feet and nothing seemed to be broken. “Whew, really glad I’m not human, otherwise that would’ve hurt.”

“See you’re fine.” Jason smiled, moving out toward the water. He sat down, letting the waves hit his feet. I decided to take off my boots, socks and my duster and sat down next to him.

“Ahh,” I said as I felt the first wave hit my feet. “Been a long time since I’ve just sat down on the beach. Though it is the first time I’ve sat down with a bikini clad ‘woman’,” I chuckled.

“Well, aren't you lucky?”

“Honestly I feel like my luck has been weird ever since I came to this world. I mean, one minute I get to be in a relationship with real princesses, and the next I’m turned into a baby. But, a quiet moment with a good friend, of course I feel lucky to get that,” I said as I laid down on the sand and watched a lone cloud roll across the sky. Jason laid down next to me, putting his hands behind his head.

“This is nice...” He muttered, sighing softly.

“Yeah, don’t know if it’s the sound of the waves, the refreshing breeze, or memories of good times, but the beach just has a way to relax me.” I mused with a short yawn. A few minutes of silence passed before I decided to break it. “There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you,” I said, rolling over to face him.

“What's that?” He asked, turning his head to look at me.

“How did you figure out I was faking that whole baby routine back at the zebra village?”

“It's not that hard, Vash, Poison Joke doesn't have secondary effects.”

“And you didn’t let Zecora know about me faking it because…?”

“Wasn't a fan of the sexism.” He shrugged, closing his eyes.

“Yeah, me either,” I chuckled. “Though bath time nearly made the punishment worthwhile.”

“I bet it did...” Jason smirked. ”You know, I still need to teach you to dance...”

I didn’t quite understand what he meant, staring blankly for a little bit before realization dawned on me. “Oh yeah, you did say that you’d do that. Nearly forgot due to everything else that happened,” I laughed as I scratched my cheek.

“You're going to scratch your cheek raw,” Jason teased, looking at me.

“Gotta wonder if you’ll cause my arm to go numb first,” I teased back. Jason smirked, socking me in the arm again. “See, that one didn’t hurt nearly as much as the others,” I laughed.

“I wasn't trying.” Jason laughed, looking up at the sky.

“Pretty sure you’d rip my arm off if you were,” I said with a roll of my eyes before sitting up.

“And beat you with it. Fatality!” Jason joked, giggling to himself.

“I’m glad you find that so funny,” I said with a roll of my eyes. “For some reason all I can picture is you shouting, “stop hitting yourself!” while bitch-slapping me with my own dismembered hand.” Jason burst out laughing, holding his stomach as he rolled around. He stopped suddenly, sitting straight up. “Uhh… you okay there Jay?” I asked with a quirked brow, shuffling a bit closer to him. He grabbed my hand, quickly placing it over his stomach. My eyes widened a bit when I felt something thump against my hand. “Was that..?” I asked, unable to finish the question. Jason just nodded, a bright smile on his face. “Wow… just wow,” I breathed, a smile matching Jason’s on my face. “Seems like the baby is growing just fine. Little thing’s got a strong kick for something that isn’t even born yet,” I said, a hint of pride in my tone.

“Yeah well, look at who his parents are.” Jason laughed, never losing his smile.

“Nah, I think the strength’s all you,” I beamed, patting Jason’s stomach. “If the baby’s a looker with brains, then that we can claim came from me.”

“Hahaha.” Jason gave me a flat, unamused look. “Perhaps I'll just make you a baby again....”

“Do it, and I’ll dump Poison Joke on you after the baby’s born,” I told him with narrowed eyes.

“Yeah? Being a preteen is better than being a baby.” He countered.

“Then maybe I’ll just find some of that Giggle Leaf to use on you. Or I should ask the castle alchemist, Eye Of Newt to whip up something fun to use on you.”

“Oh yeah? Ill have Hodge turn you into a Diamond Dog. In heat.”

“If you’re trying to intimidate me, it won’t work,” I countered with a nervous gulp. He got a devious smirk, one of his eyes becoming like Hodge’s. I started to tremble a bit and sweat formed on my brow. “Yup… totally not going to intimidate me, heh heh.” He moved his hand up, about to snap his fingers. I flinched and snapped my eyes closed, preparing for the worst.

‘Oh god, I’m about to find out how awful heat is, aren’t I?’ I thought. I then cautiously opened my eyes, only to find Jason inches from my face.

“Boo!”

“Gyahh!” I cried, more surprised than scared (honestly), as I shot up and fell flat on my back. Jason fell back, laughing his ass off at me “You are such a jerk sometimes,” I grumbled and sat up. “Threatening me with the reality warper that lives in your head is just playing dirty.”

“Oh, who said it was just a threat? Woof woof.” He smirked at me.

“If I look at myself and find out I’m a Diamond Dog… I’m not sure what I’ll do. I might finally snap,” I deadpanned, looking down at my body. I was still me thankfully. “Well, looks like what remains of my sanity will remain intact for today,” I sighed in relief.

Jason moved over, leaning on me. “At least until we get somewhere private. I got the perfect collar for you...”

“That had better be a joke,” I grumbled, “I’d like to think I’ve been turned into enough things for a lifetime. Though, I’m starting to think I’ll eventually become every sapient species this planet has to offer if I’m around you long enough,” I finished with a weak chuckle and a shake of my head. Jason didn't seem to be joking, giving me a rather sultry look. I blushed deeply and made it a point not to look at him. “Uhh… so… has the baby stopped kicking yet?” I asked with a nervous chuckle as I scratched my cheek. “Or has it calmed down?”

Jason blinked, shaking his head. “That was weird...” He grumbled rubbing his neck.

“Yeah, for a second there it was like you were suggesting… um, you know what, don’t worry about it. It’s probably just an effect of the pregnancy… Either that or Hodge could’ve been screwing with us there,” I suggested with a quick laugh.

“Well...maybe I was suggesting it...” Jason blushed, looking away.

“Oh…” I said, trying to come up with something to say. “Well… I mean… I wouldn’t exactly say no to anything I guess.”

Jason groaned. “I think I'm developing another personality...”

“Do you know which scan is getting the personality?” I asked. “I mean the most recent scans you’ve gotten are, Zecora, Morning, and pegasus me.”

“I couldn't tell...” Jason shrugged, leaning on me.

“So, how many personalities would that make this?” I asked with a chuckle. “If you keep it up you’ll have an entire apartment complex of people living in your greymatter.”

“Do you wanna be a diamond dog after all?”

“That depends, would you scratch behind my ear like you did when I was a foal?” I asked, joking… mostly.

“Yes, yes I would.” He nodded.

“I dunno, considering I’ve already been a baby, being a diamond dog is probably a step up. Though I would lose my dashing good looks…” I paused, pretending to consider it with a smile on my face.

“You'd gain an awesome rack though.” Jason teased, poking my chest.

“True, I could potentially have more breasts than that Martian hooker from Total Recall,” I said. “The fact I’d be in heat might be a problem though.”

“Eh, I'm sure I could satisfy you.” Jason waved dismissively.

I started to laugh and looked down at Jason with a large smile on my face. “This is certainly an interesting conversation to add to my list of memories associated with the beach. Family outings and now a discussion about getting turned into a dog-like creature and having sex while like that.”

“I hope good memories at least.” Jason pulled away, brushing some sand off himself.

“For the most part,” I chuckled. “Though my dad teased me for a while saying that a male lifeguard was my first kiss after needing mouth to mouth. But looking back on that now… that’s a pretty good memory too.” Jason chuckled shaking his head.

“But, back to dog thing. I bet you’d make a great bitch.” He teased, a grin on his face.

“You mean like how you make for a great mommy,” I teased back. “Also, lay off the puns, terrible jokes are my schtick,” I warned with a fake glare. Jason glared back, crossing his arms over his chest. “Is that look for the mommy comment, or the obvious joke about you laying off the puns?” I asked with a sigh.

“Gee, Vash lighten up, I'm just messing with ya.” Jason shook his head, his posture relaxing.

“You are one of the few people that’s ever told me to lighten up. Also, that fake glare of yours is pretty convincing.”

“I get it from Loki.” He beamed, laughing a bit.

“Well, according to Hel you’ve gotten more than that from him,” I laughed.

“Ok you must really want me to make you my bitch “ Jason raised his hand again, looking serious.

“H-hey, it was just a joke,” I stuttered, throwing my hands up defensively. “There’s no need to change my species… and genitals over it.”

He just laughed, getting up. “Come on, let's go get something to drink.”

“Alright,” I said, letting out a sigh of relief. “Y’know, when you think about it, I’m already your bitch. The change of species would just be a formality.”

“Think we should do it before I go?” Jason brushed the sand off himself, heading back up to the pier.

“Uhhh…” I started, not sure what to say about that. “I’d have to get back to you on that. For now, let’s just go get something to drink. And maybe a bite to eat. I’m willing to bet you’re hungry again,” I chuckled, glancing at his stomach. As if on cue it rumbled, proving me right.

“Yup. Let's go eat them out of house and home.” He grinned, rubbing his belly.

“I almost feel sorry for these people,” I sighed and shook my head.

We continued to walk back up into the village proper, looking for a place that seemed to serve good food. In the end we decided to just go with the place that had the best smells coming from it. We walked inside and it seemed like your typical look that you’d expect from a bar frequented by sailors and I’m guessing pirates. The one thing that seemed strange was a soft singing that seemed to be hiding under the din of the crowd. I ignored that and pulled out a chair for Jason before taking a seat of my own.

“Looks like a fun place,” I said as I looked at a group of minotaurs and ponies laughing and arm wrestling.

“Too bad I can't drink...” Jason muttered, looking a little sad.

“Don’t worry about it,” I said, patting him on the shoulder. “We could always share a celebratory drink once the baby’s born… though we’d have to be careful not to get you pregnant all over again,” I snickered.

“How about next time I knock you up?” Jason asked semi-seriously

“That would be pretty fair I guess.” I shrugged. “Whether or not we get blackout drunk before we do that I’ll leave up to you,” I winked.

“Oh I’m going to hold you to that.” Jason smirked. He waved over a waiter, his stomach growling again. The waiter gave Jason a strange look for his bikini before smiling at us in that way all waiters do.

“Hello there, how may I serve thee today.”

“Well what do you have?” Jason asked, looking up at him.

“We have a variety of items available due to serving various species. We have meals that are designed for, griffins, ponies, and minotaurs.” He then listed off a few items based around catering each of those species. No shock, most of the items for griffins revolved around fish.

Jason sighed, ordering some fish, disappointed he couldn't get any actual meat. I rolled my eyes at his antics and ordered two separate dishes. Figuring I’d need to do so considering Jason would likely steal some of my food. The waiter nodded and turned and quickly brought us our drinks and assured us the food would be out shortly. I ended up just getting juice in an attempt to not make him jealous.

“I’m sure we’ll like the food we get,” I assured him, sipping my drink.

“Smells good...” He agreed, closing his eyes, taking a deep breath.

“Well, this area is famous for its food. I’d hope this stuff smells good. Though knowing our luck…” I blinked, stopping before I could potentially invoke Murphy again.

“Don't finish that sentence...” Jason hissed at me, narrowing his eyes.

“So… have you noticed that singing yet?” I asked in a whisper, chuckling nervously. “I don’t know if you can hear it, but it seems to be soft, yet able to compete with the crowd’s noise.”

“Singing?” Jason asked, looking around. “What singing?”

“Wait, you can’t hear it?” I asked, confused. “Is my hearing better than yours, or is there some other reason you can’t hear it?” I closed my eyes and swiveled my head, trying to find the source of the sound. “Hmm, can’t tell where it’s coming from,” I relented.

“Just keep an eye on it.” Jason leaned back, closing his eyes, listening to the crowd himself.

“Don’t you mean an ear out?” I chuckled. He just sighed in exasperation. I continued to listen, but still wasn’t able to figure anything out about where the sound was coming from. “Hmm, can you see if anyone in the crowd looks like they’re singing?” I asked, eyes still closed.

“Not really...just a bunch of people talking.” Jason shrugged, looking around.

“Hmm, maybe this siren is hiding somewhere?” I suggested. “Like in a backroom somewhere, or even underneath this place?”

“Why don't you invoke Murphy so they’ll show up?” Jason asked, giving me a smug look.

“Do you really think it’ll work if I’m trying to do it on purpose?”

“I dunno but it’s better than just sitting here.”

“Okay, it’s not like the siren will just show up and fall into our laps,” I sighed, rolling my eyes.

“Anything?” Jason asked, looking around again.

“I don’t think so,” I admitted. “See, invoking Murphy does nothing,” I laughed. “What happened earlier was just coincidence.” Jason just smirked, crossing his legs, waiting. “What?” I asked, arching a brow. “Why are you looking at me like…” I didn’t get a chance to finish that sentence because the ceiling opened up with a loud *crash* and I felt something land on me and sending me sprawling to the floor.

“Owie, what happened to me?” A young sounding female voice asked from atop my back.

‘Ugh, fuck you Murphy,’ I thought with a groan.

“You fell through the ceiling.” Jason commented, looking at her. “And your name is...?”

“Oh, it’s Mezza Blaze,” She answered, a smile evident in her tone. “Who art thou?”

“You may know me as...Jacqueline.” Jason looked at her, sitting forward.

“Oh, that’s an interesting name,” Mezza nodded. “T’is a pleasure to meet thee, Jacky.” Mezza seemed to beam.

‘Has Jason forgotten that she’s sitting on me?’ I wondered to myself. ‘Or is he just screwing with me again?’

“Why exactly were you on the roof?” He questioned, raising his eyebrow.

“Oh, I was gathering… uh… I mean, just enjoying the pleasant breeze with a friend of mine.” She chuckled.

“Hey, Vash, what was that about Murphy? Because it seems like we found our siren,” Jason commented, a smug tone in his voice

“Vash?” Mezza asked. “Who is that, and why didst thou look at me when thou asked that?”

“Jason, just help me off the floor or I’ll make sure you stay in that bikini until you go home,” I groaned, twitching a bit.

“Yeah? How ya gonna do that?” Jason commented with a frown.

“I’m a crafty guy, I’ll figure something out.”

My voice seemed to get Mezza’s attention and looked down at me. “Oh! I was wondering why I was sitting on something soft!” She offered, jumping to her hooves. “I am very sorry about that.”

I got up and got a good look at our siren, and cute was the first thing that popped into my head. She had light purple fur with purple eyes and a long light blue mane with teal stripes in it. My annoyance nearly died on the spot.

“Yeah, it’s fine.” I sighed, slumping over.

“Heh Vash, don't fall under her spell or anything.” Jason commented with a frown.

“Y’know, just because I’m a sucker for a cute face doesn’t mean I’m completely unaware when I’m being manipulated,” I frowned at him. “What, would you be jealous if I didn’t pay enough attention to you?” I asked, joking and winking at him.

“Umm… I’m not a siren,” Mezza chuckled nervously, rocking back and forth on her hooves. “And I was certainly not planning on feeding on any adoration here.”

“Yes you were fish lady.” Jason gave her a look. “Now sit down and talk with us.”

“But I’m not a siren,” Mezza repeated with a pout before seeming to get an idea in her head. “See?!” She beamed, hiking up her blue chiton and showing off one of her legs. “See, hoof and leg, not a fish tail.”

“You can shapeshift. I know, not only can I shapeshift but one of my best friends is a siren.” Jason gestured for her to sit down. Mezza pouted again before sitting down.

“Well, maybe we should’ve ordered something other than… well, what we ordered considering who our guest is,” I said, gesturing toward Mezza, sitting to her left and Jason to her right.

“Well did we know our guest was going to show?” Jason asked before looking at Mezza. “So, you're here to feed?”

“Umm, maybe,” Mezza whispered with a weak smile. “Oh… sister is going to be so mad at me,” she muttered.

“Eh you’ll be fine.” Jason assured, giving a smile.

“Yeah, I’m sure your sister will understand. It’s not like you could know that this place had a weak roof.”

“Perhaps,” she muttered again, not sounding convinced.

“What's your sister’s name?” Jason asked with a smile.

“Fortissima Dusk,” Mezza sighed, putting her head down on the table.

“...You wouldn't happen to know a Dazzle would you...?”

“Yes, Capella Dazzle, she’s one of our best friends,” Mezza smiled happily. “Even if she can be truly grumpy at times.”

“I-i have no words....” Jason sighed, letting his head hit the table.

“What is it Jason? Is there something about that name?”

“Vash, the sirens I know are Adagio Dazzle, Aria Blaze and Sonata Dusk. Yes there is definitely something...”

“Oh… yeah, sounds like we’ve run into possible family.” I nodded.

“Um… what are the two of thee talking about?” Mezza asked, tilting her head and looking between us. “I am not sure I understand, but those names are very pretty,” she smiled.

“Oh nothing, nothing...” Jason lifted his head up in thought. “Mezza, do you know any sirens named Requiem?”

“Um, I think so,” Mezza started, tapping her chin in thought. “Is she green… or was she… um..? Fortissima has a better memory than I do, she might know the details better than I do.”

“Uh...yeah actually...” Jason nodded, looking rather surprised.

“Oh, then yes I do know a Requiem,” Mezza nodded happily.

“I...was not expecting that...” Jason blinked.

“What is it now?” I asked, whispering to him.

“Requiem is my siren form.” He whispered back.

“Seriously? Next you’ll be saying that you’ll run into a pony in your world that looks… like… my pegasus form.” I paused, blinking a bit before letting out a sigh. “I just invoked Murphy again, didn’t I?”

“At this rate, you’re going to end up his bitch.” Jason smirked.

“Would you quit saying…”

My sentence was interrupted by the door opening up and the mare from before along with an unfamiliar one that had a massive amount of curly hair. The two of them spotted Mezza and started to sing. It was really beautiful. Rising and falling at all the right moments. I hate myself for saying it, but it was really pitch perfect stuff.

“Jason, I think we should…” I started before I found it was hard to think, let alone talk. Jason shook his head, putting a hand on his forehead. He held his hand out, attempting to cast a spell.

I saw what he was trying to do, and reached for my revolver. Thinking that the bang would distract them and stop their song. Unfortunately, the room started to spin and I collapsed face-first.

“Fuck...” I heard Jason mutter, falling out of his chair, landing next to me. After that, I blacked out, though I was fairly certain I heard the faint sound of Mezza gasping.

I don’t know how much time passed, though a tried to sit up, only to notice that I was wrapped up in chains. I rolled over and found Jason still unconscious and wrapped up like me.

“Jason, you okay?” I asked, shuffling my arms to see if I could find some way to escape. Jason groaned, still obviously out of it. “Hey, wake up. We’ve been kidnapped and you’re the powerhouse between the two of us.”

“Huh?” Jason asked, lifting his head up, looking rather bleary eyed.

“Aww, did you have a nice nap?” I asked with a sarcastically sweet tone.

“C-can’t think...” He groaned, shaking his head a few times, blinking.

“That could be the chains tightly wrapped around us,” I sighed. “Also, those sirens are nowhere to be seen. We also seem to be in a building so I’m guessing we’re back where they live.” Jason nodded weakly, closing his eyes again.

“I can't believe they got us...” He muttered to himself.

“They had the element of surprise,” I sighed. “Plus Mezza’s singing before those two showed up probably made us more susceptible to their song. Now, this is not the time to complain about something going wrong. We need to collect ourselves and see if we can find a way out of here. So, can you use any magic?”

“I can't concentrate...” He shook his head, looking at me. We both looked away, hearing voices approaching. We both glared a bit when the door opened up, revealing all three of the sirens.

“Well, it seems we were right to bring thee back here. My little sister seemed to let thee know who we really are,” Fortissima said, glaring at Mezza a bit.

“Was that really any reason to knock us out and put us in chains?” I asked with a weak smile. “I mean, I would’ve been fine with this, but you needed to give me a safeword first.”

“It's not my fault!” Mezza whined, looking at her sister, her ears pinned back.

“Let me out!” Jason growled, it seemed he was coming out of his weakened state.

“Wouldst thou kindly be quiet?” Cappella growled. “Thou are not in any position to be making demands.”

“Oh… that might not have been the right thing to say,” I sighed.

“What art thou muttering about over there?” Fortissima asked.

“Oh, just wondering if these chains are made of magic suppressing materials,” I said, turning my head away. “Because if they aren’t then I’d suggest you start running.”

“And what wilt thou do if they are not made of such materials?” Cappella asked with narrowed eyes.

“Not me, her,” I replied, moving my head in a way to indicate Jason. Jason growled, the chains holding him starting to frost over, cracking as they froze solid. A moment later they shattered, allowing Jason to get to his feet. “And you done fucked up,” I sighed. “I’d start asking your god for mercy… because she’s fresh out of it.” I said in a dark tone. “Oh, before you do anything though Jay, could you be a dear and get me out of my chains? My nose itches and it’s kind of getting annoying to deal with.” Jason took a few breaths hitting me with a wave of ice, freezing my own chains. I flexed my arms, shattering the frozen metal and standing up next to Jason before scratching my itch. “Thanks, really lucky they didn’t use better chains, huh?”

Jason took a stepping forward, glaring at the girls, narrowing his eyes. The three of them seemed to be nervous about what he was about to do and started trembling and the two sisters were secretly holding each other’s hands.

“P-please don’t be angry,” Mezza pleaded. “We weren’t doing anything bad, we promise. We just needed to eat in secret because ponies and minotaurs don’t like sirens.”

Jason just snorted, moving closer, not saying a word, frost forming under his feet with each step.

“Umm, Jason, are you okay?” I asked, putting a hand on his shoulder. Seeing we were distracted, Cappella nodded at the others, starting to sing again. Before the singing could have a real effect on me, I drew my revolver and unloaded the thing in their direction. They all fell to their knees in shock and gaped at the smoking barrel of my gun. “Yeah, none of that. Otherwise you’ll have to deal with me too.” They just nodded, their ears most likely still ringing.

Jason let out a roar before collapsing against a wall, panting heavily. “That...was not fun...”

“What was that?” I asked, keeping my revolver out as I walked over to him. “You didn’t seem like yourself for a second there.”

“Orm was pissed...” Jason closed his eyes, sliding down to the floor, looking exhausted again.

“That’s the one that wanted to eat me, wasn’t it?” I asked with a gulp. He nodded, trying to catch his breath.

“Umm, what just happened?” Mezza asked, clearly confused.

“You three just got lucky, that’s what,” I answered. “See, Jacky here has some unique powers. And she nearly lost control of them. If she hadn’t snapped out of that state, you three, along with god knows what else, would’ve become a smear on the floor. And your singing would’ve most likely just made things worse.”

“Umm, then I suppose we should thank thee for stopping our song,” Fortissima nodded, starting to calm down.

“I was trying to help Jacky more than you three,” I admitted. “But you’re welcome.” I then turned back to Jason. “Are you starting to feel better?”

“Yeah...I'm good.” He nodded, getting to his feet, swaying a little. I went to his side and grabbed onto him.

“Easy there, don’t want you to collapse.” Jason nodded.

“Thanks,” he said, leaning on me. He looked at the sirens, narrowing his eyes.

“We art sorry for this,” Fortissima sighed. “But we could not afford our secret exposed.”

“Whatever.” Jason snorted. “Show us how to get out of here.”

“Okay, but maybe we should feed you first?” Mezza offered with a nervous smile. “We did interrupt thy meal, and it would only be right to make it up to thee.”

“Jacky, what do you think? Should we let them feed us?” I asked, looking down at him.

He sighed, nodding. “Kid's starving...”

“Well, you heard the lady, we can stay for a bite to eat,” I said with a smile before narrowing them and a dark smile on my face. “But if one of you even thinks of singing.” I paused chuckling a bit. “Well, you’ll end up like that wall behind you.” I finished, using my revolver to gesture behind them. The three turned their heads and paled a bit when they saw the bullet holes. They nodded and led us through what seemed to be their home. They led us to a dining room and Jason and I sat down across from each other.

“The food shall not be long,” Capella said. “Mezza is not good at much, but she can cook.”

“Hey! There is no need to be so mean, Capella!” Mezza huffed with a cute pout as she put on an apron.

“Just as long as it’s food...” Jason grumbled, laying his head down on the table.

“Do not worry, I will make something delicious, and good for thy baby inside thee!” Mezza cheered before turning to her cutlery. “Hmm, should I cook crab, or shrimp?” She mumbled to herself. “I’ll just do both,” she concluded with a smile.

“See, we’re going to get some home cooked food. And from the sound of it, we’re going to get quite a bit of it,” I assured Jason as I leaned back in my chair.

“Good, I could eat a horse...” Jason muttered, his stomach growling.

If Fortissima and Capella heard Jason’s turn of phrase, they didn’t bother reacting it. Fortissima then sat down next to me and stared at my revolver.

“I knew thy weapon was strange when I first saw it, but I did not think it would be capable of what it did,” she said, her eyes not leaving the gun.

“Yeah,” I chuckled holding up the revolver and spinning it on a finger. “It’s a one of a kind thing.”

“How does it work?” She asked.

“Hmm, if I told you, you probably wouldn’t believe me,” I laughed.

“With a weapon such as this, thou must be quite the warrior,” she said in a strange tone.

“Eh, it's a gun. The weapon matters less than the one using it.” Jason cast a glance at her, resting his head in his hands.

“Yeah, and the one using it is more of a lover than a fighter,” I laughed, holstering my gun.

“Thou seemed more than willing to fight a moment ago,” Fortissima giggled.

“I had proper motivation,” I dismissed. “I’m really just a simple guy who takes pleasure in simple things. Give me a stiff drink, and a lovely lady to share it with and I’m more than happy. And occasionally working down in my forge.”

“Give me some booze, good music and people to kill.” Jason shrugged, a smirk growing across his face

“Well, it seems the two of thee share at least one interest,” Fortissima chuckled nervously, uncomfortable with that last comment.

“Yeah, we’ve already indulged in that shared interest together,” I chuckled, rubbing the back of my head.

“It really sucks to be stuck in one form...” Jason grumbled, shooting a glare at me.

“Some of us like being in just one form,” I shot back, arms crossed over my chest. “Though I’ve already been forcibly changed on more than one occasion. And one of those occasions was because of you.”

“That was your own fault for peeping on misandrist amazons.” Jason shot back.

“I was referring to the Valerie incident,” I replied. “I’ll admit that peeping wasn’t the best idea. And I do regret it… mostly.”

“Hey, Hodge did that not me.”

“He lives in your head. And I’m sure he’s giggling to himself right now and thinking of new things to turn me into.”

“Dost thou understand anything they art saying?” Fortissima asked Cappella and she just shrugged.

Jason laid his head back down, starting to sing softly to himself. He got rather into it, much to the sirens’ interest

“It's called ‘the nameless song.’ Jason informed before going back to singing. He actually had a very lovely voice all things considered.

“Heh, adding some music to go with our dinner. If I didn't know better, I’d assume you were trying to seduce me,” I teased.

“That is a nice tune,” Mezza commented, not turning from chopping what looked like spices. Jason kept singing, closing his eyes and swaying to the tone. Our siren hosts joined in, though there didn’t seem to be any magic in their voices this time. Even though this was their first time hearing the song, they harmonized rather well with him. I just chalked it up to natural talent that comes from being a siren. Eventually the song came to an end and I was left stunned.

“You can take it either as hopeful or melancholy. “ Jason smiled, looking at me.

“I definitely got a hopeful vibe from it,” I told him with a smile, breaking out of my stupor. “And you ladies have lovely voices when you're not knocking me unconscious,” I told the sirens.

“Umm, thank thee?” Fortissima replied, not sure what to make of my statement.

“So...food?” Jason asked, looking at our cook.

“I only have a salad ready at the moment if that would work for now,” Mezza offered turning back to Jason. “The rest needs a just a little longer.”

“No...” Jason sighed. “Not a fan of salad...”

“Come on Jacky, you’ve got to eat a balanced diet so the baby comes out healthy,” I said.

“Do you know what a balanced diet for a Jotun is? Because I don't.” Jason retorted, raising his eyebrow.

“Uhh… snow cones?” I joked with a shrug.

“That was bad and you should feel bad...”

“I regret nothing, Zoidberg,” I shot back with a grin. He glared, tossing a snowball at my head. “I’m getting the distinct feeling you didn’t like being compared to a talking space lobster,” I stated evenly, the snow falling off my face.

“Bingo.” Jason smirked, tossing another one at me.

“Alright, the food is ready,” Mezza grinned, holding a few steaming platters and setting them on the table in front of us. “I hope it's good,” she said with a hopeful grin. I took a good look at it and my mouth started watering at the sight of the pasta and all the different sauces.

“It certainly looks and smells good,” I commented, having to stop myself from drooling as I picked up my silverware. “Jacky, what do you think?” he was already starting to eat, not caring about manners. “Yeah, saw that coming,” I chuckled as I took my first bite. My eyes widened and tears nearly started falling. “Mezza, this food is so good I’ve nearly fallen in love with you.”

She giggled at that and waved her hand dismissively. “Oh stop, thou art flattering me.”

“I never flatter my dear, I merely tell the truth poetically,” I replied with a charming smile, a sparkle in my eye.

“He’s such an ass kisser.” Jason wiped his mouth. “This is really good!” He complimented, diving right back in.

“I prefer to kiss the other end rather than the ass,” I laughed as I dipped a piece of bread in some sauce. “And my tendency to kiss asses meshes well with your tendency to kick them.”

“Or stab them.” Jason smirked, tossing a shrimp into his mouth.

“Stabbing an ass would be like stabbing the Mona Lisa,” I deadpanned.

“I have no qualms doing it.”

“You are such a savage,” I sighed dramatically. “I can only hope our child knows how to respect beauty.”

“I just hope they don't take after Loki...” Jason said with a shudder.

“Yeah, I can understand that. For one thing, I don’t know how I’d feel about having a giant serpent or wolf for a grandchild,” I joked with a quick laugh.

“I meant personality wise. Do you have any idea how much of an asshole he is? I mean seriously, the guy defined the word douchebag!” Jason ranted, his eye twitching

“Calm down, I'm sure the kid won't be anything like him,” I assured. “Want me to invoke Murphy to make sure they don’t?” I asked with a smile.

“Sure why not...can't bite us in the ass at all...” He mumbled, rolling his eyes.

“It’s not like our kid is going to grow up to be a good person or anything,” I sighed, rolling my eyes. “There, Murphy invoked.”

Jason just nodded, going back to his meal, making a bit of a mess. I just chuckled and rolled my eyes at him. “I can’t take you anywhere, can I? You eat like a shark on a feeding frenzy.”

“Bite me.” Jason smirked, laughing a little.

“T’is fine, Vash, Cappella will clean it up later,” Fortissima smiled. Cappella on the other hand rolled her eyes and muttered something unpleasant. “So, dost thou know any songs, Vash?” She asked. “Perhaps it is a bit silly, but we always do like to hear new music.”

I quirked an eyebrow and slowed my eating a bit. “I dunno, been awhile since I’ve done any singing.”

“Don't worry about him.” Jason waved his hand dismissively. “I know a ton of songs.”

“No, I’ll try. Just might not be as good as what you did,” I warned as I tried thinking of a song. In the end, I decided to go with a classic, Misty Mountains. Like before, the sirens joined in, harmonizing with me rather quickly. Jason rolled his eyes, obviously not a fan. I finished the song and frowned a bit at Jason. “Guess I sucked, huh?” I said, trying to laugh it off as I rubbed the back of my head.

“No, wasn't a fan of the song choice. You were good though.”

“I liked it,” Mezza chimed in. “Though it seemed kinda sad.”

“It wasn’t… awful,” Cappella shrugged.

“I liked it as well,” Fortissima nodded. “The two of thee certainly have interesting songs to share.”

“Like I said tons, from genres that haven't even been invented yet.” Jason leaned back, creating a toothpick out of ice, cleaning his teeth.

“Very true, though it’d be a lot better if we had modern instruments. We can’t shred on a lute,” I laughed.

“Oh ye of little imagination.” Jason reached into his pocket, pulling out of guitar.

“Nice, now that opens a lot more options,” I said with a thumbs up. “Gotta love having a personal pocket dimension handy.”

Jason smirked, playing a riff, his hands flying across the strings.

“Yeah, nice going showoff,” I said with a roll of my eyes. “But maybe we should introduce these ladies to something a bit lighter instead of melting their faces right away.”

“Melting our faces?” Mezza asked, confused and a little worried judging from the look on her face.

“It's an expression.” Jason chuckled, taking the time to tone the instrument.

“You thinking what I’m thinking?” I asked, looking between him and the guitar.

“No, why don't you you tell me?”

“I was thinking we start by introducing these ladies to a certain band that started the British Invasion,” I said with an ear to ear grin.

“Sounds good to me.” He nodded, strumming it with a smile. We broke out into a song, the two of us smiling as we did so. The sirens seemed interested and joined in like they had done before. We continued this for a while, going through several genres, though there was one or two songs that Jason started up that I didn’t know. Eventually we stopped, and Mezza then looked out the window and seemed to get excited.

“Sister, the sun has gone down!” she cheered, bouncing in place.

“Perfect,” she smiled, her and Capella getting up. “We art going for a swim if thou would like to join us,” she offered.

“Sure.” Jason put his guitar away, getting up. “Come on, let's get going!”

“Wow, you sure seem excited,” I chuckled. “Hmm, guess that means I’ll have to put on a swimsuit of my own.” The sirens led us out of their home and to a nearby cove, It was a rather nice and secluded spot. The sirens shrugged out of their chitons revealing a thin covering over their breasts. Then they all strode into the water and a flash of light surrounded their bodies their legs becoming a tail and some other fins appeared along their bodies.

“This is perfect,” Fortissima sighed contently and turning to Jason and I. “Come in, the water is wonderful this time of night.” Jason walked out into the water, not even caring about the cold waters.

“It's not too bad...” He commented, getting used to the water.

“Alright, you girls can start without me,” I commented, strolling over to a nearby boulder. “I’ve got to get changed. I reached into my duster and pulled out a suit, getting out of my clothes and slipping into the trunks and walking back up to the water. I dipped a toe in, nearly jumping from the temperature. “Gah! It’s like an ice tray!” I said with a shiver.

“Stop being a bitch, Vash.” Jason splashed me, seeming very much in his element.

“Last time I checked, I’m not the ice giant,” I shot back, putting my hair back after the splash.

“Oh come now Vash it’s not so bad once you…” Fortissima started, before her gaze locked onto my left arm. I noticed where she was looking and started to laugh.

“Oh yeah, forgot to tell you about this,” I said waving the arm. “Sometimes I even forget I have the thing,” I finished as I strolled into the water up to my waist, shivering all the while. “Man, must be nice being a jotun at times like these. I feel like I’m going to turn into an ice block here.”

“Aw, here let me warm you up.” Mezza swam over, wrapping her arms around me, snuggling up.

“Thanks,” I smiled down at her, feeling her body heat. “I might have to cook you something to return the favor.”

“There is no need, this feels nice,” she giggled, pressing up against me. Jason floated on his back, closing his eyes, small pieces of ice forming around him.

“Jason, are you making that ice on purpose?” I asked, starting to shiver again.

“Hmm?” He asked, lifting his head up. “Oh uh...no...sometimes it just happens...” He said rather sheepishly.

“That would be kind of cute if it wasn’t causing me to freeze my nuts off,” I chuckled keeping my teeth from chattering.

“Nuts?” Mezza repeated with a tilt of her head. “Didst thou bring snacks in thy swimming clothes?”

“Uhh no, it’s just an expression for a body part,” I explained with a laugh.

“Which body part?” She asked innocently, still clinging to me. I paused, not sure how to respond to that.

“Umm, the crotch,” I answered with a nervous chuckle.

“Oh, I could help thee warm that up if you’d like.” She sounded so innocent when she said that, but I still couldn’t help but blush.

“Umm, ya know what, I’m fine. I suddenly feel a lot warmer now.” Jason snickered, shaking his head at me I shot him a look for that just as Mezza started to tug on me.

“Come, there are spots in the water I want to show thee. If we’re lucky we may see some schools of Silver Fish,” she said with a large grin.

“Ok- Gyahh!” I cried as she started using her tail to quickly pull us through the water.

“Have fun, Vash!” Jason called after me with a laugh. Mezza continued to pull swim until Jason and the other two sirens were hard to see in the distance.

“Here we are! Tell me, how long art thou able to hold thy breath?”

“About…” I paused, back when I was human I was able to hold my breath for nearly a minute. But I wasn’t a human anymore. I had no idea how long Vash could hold his breath underwater. Considering he lived on a desert planet, I don’t think that situation came up very often. “I’m not sure, I’ll just let you know if I need to come up for air,” I told her with a shrug of my shoulders.

“Ok.” she smiled as I took a deep breath and she pulled us under the water. I wasn’t able to see much, but I could make out some basic shapes of what looked like rock formations. That was until a school of fish came by. Their scales seemed to catch the moonlight just right and allowed me to see the area much better. I continued to watch the school for a bit until I felt the need for air. I gasped for breath the instant we surfaced and smiled at Mezza.

“That was really cool. Thank you for showing me that.” She just smiled and shook her head at me.

“I should be the one to thank thee. Thou could’ve killed us with thy weapon, but thou chose to miss. Plus, Jacky and thou have not called us monsters once when thou found out about us being sirens.”

“I never was one to believe in monsters,” I laughed. “Just animals and bad people doing bad things for an infinite number of reasons. Plus, I don’t kill anyone, it’s just part of who I am.”

“Thank thee,” she repeated, giving me a bone-crushing hug with tears in her eyes.

‘Jesus, she’s a lot stronger than she looks,’ I thought as my spine popped.

“Don’t mention it,” I managed to get out. “But you’re hugging too tightly.”

“Sorry,” she replied as she loosened her grip.

“Ahh, much better. Now, were there any other spots you’d like to show me?”

She nodded and started pulling me along at breakneck speeds to the next destination. This continued for a while until she took us back to where the others were.

“You two have fun?” Jason asked, sitting on a small, floating patch of ice

“Yeah, this area has some really cool spots,” I nodded, just letting myself float. “We should take a look during the day depending on how long you wanna stay here. Bet we could find some sort of crazy sea life that only exists on this planet.”

“Yeah well I don't exactly have access to Ripjaws...” Jason reminded, rolling his eyes.

“Oh so between your magic and that crazy hyper cube of yours you don’t have anything that would help us do some sea exploration?” I asked with a chuckle. He sighed, laying back on his patch, closing his eyes. “Guess that’s a no. Oh well, we could still find something else to do,” I shrugged.

“I could always torment you. That never stops being fun.” Jason smirked, winking at me.

“I’m starting to wonder why I put up with all this,” I mused with a shake of my head and chuckle. “Between you and the universe in general, I always seem to end up being the butt of the joke.”

“Eh, it’ll find another punching bag at some point.” He assured, giving me a smile.

“That would still leave you using me as a punching bag,” I smiled back at him. “Plus you threaten to turn me into insane things with Hodge’s magic.

“Keep that up and I'll put you in the doghouse.” Jason warned playfully.

“What is it with you today and wanting to see me as a diamond dog?” I laughed. “Does it have something to do with that new personality you thought you were developing?”

“Oh Yggdrasil... I'm developing a voice of lust...” Jason groaned softly.

“Heh, it’s like you have a little me or Zinnia whispering in your head now,” I chuckled. “Though I’d lean more towards her, she had more of a thing for using collars than I do.” Jason just groaned, burying his head in his hands. “Oh come on, it can’t be that bad,” I said with a roll of my eyes. “Considering you have a voice in your head that wants to eat people, I think one that likes sex is a giant upgrade.”

“Just...shut up will ya...?”

“I’ll try, but it’s never been my strong suit,” I relented as I just decided to relax on the water. Jason stayed quiet and things started to get...awkward. “So… why do you think the omnitrix started making this new personality?”

“Oh no, I don't think it was the watch.” Jason shook his head. “Probably formed from all the sex...”

I tried to hold back a snicker, letting out a weird snorting sound, but eventually I started laughing and had to collect myself. “Sorry, just found that funny for some reason. Have other personalities popped up due to you doing something a lot?”

“No...this is a first...” He grumbled, looking away.

“Man, that is weird,” I shook my head. “So, still don’t know which form has the new personality?”

“No idea.” Jason shock his head.

“Would Hodge know?” I wondered. “Or is the personality still forming so it’s still hard to tell?”

“Vash. I. Don’t.Know.” Jason spoke, annoyance in his voice

“Sorry, I was just trying to help,” I sighed. “So… this little cove the sirens have here is nice,” I said, awkwardly trying to change the subject.

“Yeah...wait...where did they go...?”

“Hmm,” I said, looking around. “Yeah, they don’t seem to be around. Maybe they went off to deeper waters for some reason?” I suggested. “Still, maybe we should get onto land in case they’re planning something,” I whispered. Jason nodded, slipping back into the water, swimming to shore. I came in beside him and jogged over to the rock where I left my duster. “My stuff is still here, so that’s something,” I told him as I held up my duster and holster.

“Yeah? What about your gun?” Jason asked, gesturing to the holster

“Shit,” I hissed as I noticed the empty holster. “Good thing they didn’t seem to know about the bullets,” I said, patting the duster. “And, they don’t know about my other gun,” I said, holding up my left arm.”

“Uh girls?” Jason called out, looking around. After a moment, a nervous looking Mezza popped out.

“Um, hello,” She said with a weak smile and a wave.

“Where is Vash’s gun?”

“Fortissima and Capella said they wanted to look at it,” she admitted, flinching slightly. I told them not to, I swear!” She burst out.

“Is looking all they’re doing?” I asked, unconvinced.

“That is all they said, if they have other intentions then they did not tell me them.”

“Well then, take us to them. Now.” Jason commanded looking less than pleased. She nodded and led us back into her home. Once inside we spotted Capella and Fortissima looking the gun over and messing with it in various ways.

“How did he work this thing?” Capella asked.

“I do not know, but there seems to be slots. Perhaps something is meant to go in them?” Fortissima suggested.

“Having fun with my gun?” I asked, getting their attention.

“Oh, Vash, Jacky we did not see thee there,” Fortissima smiled weakly, holding out the gun for me to take. “Umm, we were merely curious about thy weapon.”

“Yeah, just keep being curious. Next time you try touching this without me knowing it, you’ll probably get hurt. If not by the gun itself, then by the angry Jacky who I’ll have a hard time holding back.” I warned them. “Oh, and if you think that taking that from me can keep me from being a threat, then you’re wrong,” I said with a smile.

“Well the thing is…” Fortissima shared a look with Capella and Mezza and the three started to sing. This time with magic laced in it again.

“Oh no you…” I started, trying to reveal the gunbarrel in my left arm. Trying being the key word. The music worked on me rather quickly and I collapsed to my knees, feeling dizzy and oddly warm. I managed to look over to Jason to see if he was doing any better. Jason growled, taking a step forward, cringing as he fought the effects of the song. They intensified the song, causing Jason to stumble a little. They picked up the song further, finally bringing Jason to his knees.

“Sorry about that, but that was simpler than explaining ourselves,” Fortissima explained. “Plus, I’m sure thou has noticed certain effects of our song,” she smiled. I paused for a moment, thinking about how oddly warm I felt before looking up at her. As soon as I did though, I was struck by another feeling, lust. And a whole lot of it. My body went flush and I let out a small groan of frustration.

“B-bitch...”’Jason groaned, pressing his legs together, glaring up at them.

“Oh come now, it’s not like we’re going to hurt thee,” Fortissima waved off. “And something tells me thou art going to like what we’re about to do,” she winked. Jason just blushed and I assumed the lust was getting to him too.

“Any particular reason for all this?” I asked, shifting due to my rising body heat.

“Well, it is rather lonely being the only three sirens in the area,” Fortissima answered. “Plus the two of thee are rather cute,” she added with a laugh.

“We sirens rarely get to enjoy the company of ones such as thyselves.” Mezza nodded.

‘That would make me feel kinda bad for them if I wasn’t under the influence of an aphrodisiac song,’ I thought.

“Anyway, there are three of us and only two of them, so as always Mezza, we will have to share.” Fortissima nodded over to her sister. “Ok, Capella, thou can have the first pick.”

Capella licked her lips, moving over to Jason, cupping his chin. “I do believe I'll be taking Jacky.”

I let out a growl, trying to move my left arm, only succeeding in making it twitch. Fortissima just laughed and leaned down to eye level with me.

“Thy attempts are admirable, but thou art under our spell now. And it seems like thou art lucky enough to have two lovers tonight instead of one.”

‘Under different circumstances, I’d be laughing about that.’ I looked up to Mezza who seemed to mouth the word “sorry” at me.

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Mezza moved over, stroking my chin before pulling me into a deep kiss. My eyes widened for a moment, but the effect of the song melted away any resistance I would’ve had. From the corner of my eye I noticed that Cappella had pulled Jason into a kiss as well. Only hers seemed a lot more wild than the one Mezza was giving me.

Jason just closed his eyes, doing his best to keep himself controlled.

“Just imagine sister...” Fortissima licked her lips, looking me over. “The child Vash could sire...”

‘Oh… that can’t be a good thing for me.’ I thought worriedly. Though that seemed to encourage Mezza because her kiss intensified and she started trying to take off my duster. Fortissima laughed, tapping her sister’s shoulder and pulling her away.

“Thou can keep removing Vash’s clothing, but I would like a taste as well,” she said as she pulled me into a kiss as well, adding tongue instantly. Before I knew it, all my clothes were off and I was exposed before the two sirens.

“Well, that is certainly a pleasant surprise,” Fortissima purred, looking between my legs.

“I was not expecting that...” Mezza added, looking over her sister’s shoulder.

“True, the last male we brought in wasn’t nearly this big. Though he was also a disappointment in more ways than one. But thou art not anything like that, art thou Vash?” She asked with a smouldering look.

“I-I’ve been known to please a woman or two in my time,” I replied, compelled to answer her.

“Perfect, as I said, we do not get to enjoy the company of others often, so I’d like to enjoy this to the fullest,” she winked, reaching down and grabbing me. She started to stroke me slowly, causing me to moan softly as I hardened completely. I glanced back over to Jason to see how he was faring.

Cappella was all over him, slowly, almost teasingly pulling his bikini off. Jason kept kept himself silent, though his breathing was getting faster.

“Thy companion has quite the will...” Fortissima commented, running her hands over my chest.

“Or maybe your little song isn’t as strong as you think,” I chuckled weakly, trying not to react to her touch.

“It seems to work on thee well enough,” She giggled as Mezza’s hands joined hers.

“I’m always a horny bastard,” I said with a shudder.

“If thou says so,” Fortissima replied with a smirk as she laid me down. “If thou does not mind, Mezza, I will take the first turn with Vash,” she said as she sat down on my stomach. She reached behind her and grabbed my length as she started sliding down to my hips. She then lifted herself up and started to hover above my hips. “Art thou ready Vash?” I didn’t bother answering, just before she lowered herself down, taking half of my length in one go. “Ahh!” Fortissima called out, smiling down at me. “This has truly been worth the long wait. I do not even know if I will be able to fit all of thee inside me,” she laughed, starting to sink down on me slowly. I groaned, throwing my head back a bit, allowing me to see what Jason and Cappella were up to.

Jason finally let out a moan, Cappella’s head in-between his legs.

“I am curious Vash, what is that thing on Jacky’s wrist?” Mezza asked, rubbing my pecs.

“Oh… just a piece of jewelry,” I lied, letting out a groan as Fortissima hilted herself on me.

“Come now, no need to lie...” Mezza pouted, kissing at my neck.

I moaned again and smiled weakly at her. “Heh, it’s uh… kind of a tool to understand different cultures,” I answered.

“How so?” She asked, nipping at my ear.

“By becoming other species,” I groaned, starting to move my hips in tandem with Fortissima.

“Really now? Tell us more ..” She implored, smiling down at me.

“Sorry, that’s all I know,” I lied again, angling my hips and thrusting up in an attempt to distract her.

“Now, now, Vash, stop lying to us.” Mezza frowned, biting my neck.

“Even if I told you anything,” I said with a wince. “You wouldn’t be able to get it off her wrist.”

“We’ll see for ourselves, now talk...” She commanded, licking my neck.

“Heh, that wasn’t a lie,” I chuckled weakly. “And if you try to hurt her then it’ll take more than a song to save you.”

“Oh? Than why don't you tell us about her, since you're so confident...”

“Fine, it’s able to scan life forms and lets the wearer become whatever scans it has available. Plus, it fuses to its wearer and messing with it without knowing what you’re doing can result in a massive explosion,” I answered quickly.

“Is that all?” She pressed, kissing at my chest.

“I’m sure there’s more, but those are the important bits I can remember.”

“That is such an amazing piece of armor...” Cappella pushed Jason onto his back, climbing on top of him. She ran her hand over the Omnitrix, letting out a coo of wonder as it scanned her. “To be able to become any race at will...”

‘Kind of glad I didn’t tell them about that splicing function,’ I thought. ‘Could only imagine what could happen if they got one of the crazier aliens in there.’

“I still feel like Vash is not telling us everything...” Fortissima gave me a sinister look, slowing her movements to a tortuous pace.

“Of course I’m not,” I groaned. “Because I don’t know everything about it.”

“Oh come now, surely there’s something else you know,” she said, running a hand along my thigh.

“Nothing that would be useful,” I said shuddering slightly.

“Unless you tell us...we’ll just leave you like this...” Mezza threatened.

“Okay, there may or may not be a timer that lasts a few minutes,” I answered with a grin. “All depends on whether or not she figured out how to correct that.” Fortissima gave me a look, starting to lift off me....painfully slow… “Oh come on, that’s everything I know,” I whined.

“Tell us, Vashie...” Mezza prodded, kissing me.

“Why don’t you ask Jacky if you wanna know about it,” I panted with a hard look. “She knows the ins and outs of it better than I do.”

Jason panted, giving me a death glare.

“Alright then, we’ll just make her talk...” Mezza smiled at me, moving over to Jason and Cappella. “Is everything Vashie told us true?” She asked with a sweet smile, cupping one of Jason’s breasts.

“Y-yes...” Jason moaned out, arching his back.

“And is there anything else we should know?” Cappella asked, grabbing his other breast and tweaking his nipple.

“I-it can s-splice someone with another species...”

“Oh, can it now?” Cappella asked with a grin. “And art thou capable of doing that?” She continued, tugging at Jason’s nipple until milk leaked onto her fingers.

“Yes!” He shouted out, squirming under her touch, biting his lip.

“Very nice,” Cappella smiled as she continued to run her other hand along Jason’s body. “If thou would be a dear and do that. Then I’d be more than happy to give thee a release.”

He shook his head, doing his best to glare at her.

“Aww, won’t thou please reconsider?” Mezza asked, leaning down and giving his other nipple a quick lick.

“Eh...” Jason moaned out, squeezing his eyes shut, trying to wriggle away.

“Please?” She asked with a tilt of her head as she shared a look with Cappella and nodded, both of them wrapping their lips around Jason’s nipples and sucking sharply. Jason arched his back, his breath hitching.

“F-fine!” He cried out, whimpering softly

“Very good,” Cappella smiled, patting Jason on the thigh. “Do thy splicing, and then thou shall be rewarded.”

Jason nodded, weakly holding his arm up. “O-Omnitrix...splice target with...Jotun DNA...” The Omnitrix flashed. Hitting Cappella with a blast of energy. She shook her head for a moment before looking herself over.

“I-I do not feel different… just a bit of hunger,” she commented. Jason dropped his arm, doing his best to sit up. “Still thou hast done something, so I suppose I should reward thee,” she shrugged, dipping her head between Jason’s legs and ran her tongue up and down the edges of his slit. He gasped, arching his back, grabbing her head. She ignored his grip and started dipping her tongue in and out of his folds before she started thumbing his clit with one hand and toying with his breast using the other.

“S-so good...” He moaned out, seemingly at her mercy. Cappella took that as her signal to start working faster, her one hand squeezing at his breast while the other started pinching and tugging on his clit and she buried her face into his folds, her nose bumping against the hand toying with his clit. He let out a cry as he climaxed, collapsing down out the floor, out cold, milk still leaking from his nipples.

“Oh that’s no fun,” Cappella pouted, extracting herself from Jason’s weak grip. “She passed out before she could pleasure me.”

“Sorry Cappella,” Fortissima giggled, starting to pick up the pace atop me. “But thou chose Jacky so perhaps thou can nurse like a newborn until she wakes up.” Mezza strode over to me, stroking at my body as Fortissima bounced on me.

“Hurry and finish, I wish to try with thee as well,” she whispered in my ear before nibbling on the lobe. I groaned as Fortissima started slamming her hips onto mine.

“Too bad Jacky is not male...” Cappella lamented, stroking Jason’s cheek.

‘Heh, if only you knew lady,’ I thought as I looked up to Fortissima, a look of pleasure on her face as her breasts bounced wildly. I shuddered as she hilted herself one last time and let out a long moan as I finally climaxed. My orgasm seemed to set off her own because she cried out and I felt her clench down on my length. After a while she slumped down and rested her head on my chest.

“That was far more satisfying than the last male we found,” she breathed, stroking my cheek with a shaky hand.

“We are sorry to do this Vash, but this is truely the only way to keep us going. None of us have seen a male of our kind in ages...” Mezza sighed, looking away.

“Could’ve just asked,” I groaned. “If you had said all this earlier then you wouldn’t have needed to manipulate us.”

“How could we have known thou wouldst have agreed?”

“Because I can never say no to a lady in need,” I said with a weak smile. She smiled back, pulling her sister off.

“Tell us about thyself Vash and of thy companion.”

“There’s not much to say about me,” I laughed. “Most of my life has been spent studying how to make things. Other than that, I just do what I can to help others. And Jacky is pretty complicated,” I smiled. “But, she’s a good person even if she does love to torment me to no end.”

“Come now, that tells us nothing...” She got in position, starting to slide down my length.

I moaned a bit and chuckled. “Sorry, I’m not really good at talking about myself. Anything in particular you want to know?”

“Thine exploits, what exactly thou are...” She kissed my neck, closing her eyes.

“Don’t really have any exploits. Most of what I do is down in a forge. I make weapons, armor, and helped create the aqueduct system that’s been spreading throughout Equestria. As for what I am, I’m something called a Plant.”

“And Jacky?” She asked, starting to move up and down.

“A jotun, or ice giant if you want a translated term.” I answered before letting out a small moan and matching her movements.

“Tell us about these ‘jotun’, I have never heard of them before.”

“I’m the wrong person to ask that,” I chuckled. “And you haven’t heard of them because they’re from… a faraway land. “All I really know is that they’re beings of ice, hence the name.” She seemed to accept that, kissing at my chest. I shook my head at her actions as I wrapped my arms around her and picked up the speed of my thrusts just a bit.

The others watched, with Fortissima rubbing her belly. I nearly quirked an eyebrow at that, wondering if she thought that she could tell if she was pregnant or not already. I shook that feeling off as Mezza matched my new pace and started to kiss and nibble at my neck. I moaned out loud and held onto her tighter.

“Thou art...amazing...” Mezza moaned, locking lips with me again. I accepted the kiss, giving her a bit of a squeeze to show that I heard her compliment. I started running my right hand up and down her spine, my fingers tracing along her vertebrae. She shivered, picking up her pace. I moaned into the kiss, speeding up my thrusts as I felt my orgasm approaching. I broke away from the kiss, moaning into her shoulder as I climaxed inside her. Mezza let out a long almost lyrical moan as she clenched down on me and rode out her own orgasm with a blissful expression

“T-thank thee Vash...” She stood up, catching her breath.

“Don’t mention it,” I said before I felt myself pass out from exhaustion.

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“Hey...get up...” Jason commanded before giving my side a light kick.

“Ugh, please tell me last night was a dream,” I groaned as I sat up and rubbed where he kicked me.

“I honestly don't know...do you remember checking into an inn free of charge?” Jason asked, having changed back into his normal clothes. “Because I don't.”

I looked around the room we were in and spotted our things folded in a corner, including my gun in it’s holster. “Well, at least our stuff is here,” I said with a sigh of relief. “Well, if last night did really happen… and Fortissima and Mezza were looking to get pregnant. And you said you know of sirens in the future with similar names to them… then do you think…?” I asked, my brain trying to process everything.

“That you may have fathered two of the Dazzlings? Told you Murphy was a bitch.”

“Well, at least you got a scan of a siren,” I groaned, falling back onto the bed I was on.

“Hey Vash...cheer up.” Jason looked down at me, giving me a soft smile. “You helped a race keep going.”

“I wasn’t groaning because I fathered them. I was just thinking about what you said happens to the Dazzlings. If I really am the father then I’m going to need to worry about that happening to my daughters. Life just keeps throwing curve balls right into my groin.”

“Everything will be fine.” He assured me, holding his hand out. “Come on...let's go get breakfast...”

“Yeah, guess breakfast doesn’t sound so bad,” I sighed, taking his hand and getting out of bed. “Though this world is missing something for a perfect breakfast,” I said with a weak smile.

“What's that?” Jason asked, helping me up.

“Did you really just ask Vash the Stampede what makes for a perfect breakfast?” I asked with a laugh. “Donuts obviously!” Jason let out a sigh, rolling his eyes, a small smile on his face as he left the room.

“Hey!” I called after him as I scrambled to get dressed. “Wait for me!” Luckily the inn had a small restaurant on the bottom floor and we were able to grab some food.