Author's Notes:

NOTE: THIS SECOND HALF IS DEFINITELY UNFINISHED

This chapter was going to contain four different authors including myself for Crystal and Freya's wedding.
shinigamisparda as Gilgamesh from The Mighty Warrior of Epicness and For Glory! For Equus! For Epicness!
thunderclap as Vash the Stampede from The Reluctant Gunman
shagohad12 as Freya from And Then There Were 10...Er...67 and The Equestrian Edda

Oh, the four kids Crystal and Freya were going to have? Here are the names we came up with but couldn't decide on.

Names (Girl) = Kyouka, Raven, Kairi and Kurisu

Names (Boy) = Corey, Kaneki, Coryn, Natiel

“Are we going to try calling everyone up again or wait around a bit more?” Crystal asked, swinging her legs a bit as she sat on the edge bed and looked up at Freya expectantly. For the past month they’d been trying to figure out how to get everyone together for the wedding but they all seemed to be busy.

“We’ll just call.” Freya shrugged. “It’s easier.” She kicked open her father’s stash of tokens, looking through them. Crystal slid off the bed and had a look through the tokens. She picked up what looked like an anklet and studied it for a second.

“Whose token is this?” Crystal asked.

“Oh that's Zinnia’s.” Freya looked over, retrieving Vash’s bullet.

“Zinnia? Hmm. If you can, would you and your family like to come to my wedding?” Crystal asked the anklet uncertainly after giving a shrug.

Freya cleared her throat, speaking into the bullet. “Hey Vash, if your not busy, can you round up Tamara and your side of the family? I’m getting married and it’d mean a lot if you guys could make it.”

All of a sudden a fake crackling noise came from the bullet and a voice came from it. “The number you have called has been disconnected. Please hang up and.... Ow! Okay Morning I get it no more jokes. Yeah Freya, I can get everybody. We wouldn't miss your big day for anything.”

Much like the bullet, a slight static noise emanated from the anklet for a moment before a woman’s voice could be heard. “We apologise for the inconvenience, but this token is no longer in use. Please whistle an inverted Epona’s Song, and a Void Dragon will arrive to give you an up-to-date model, thank you!”

Crystal remembered what Epona’s song was and did her best to whistle it backwards, wondering if this was just a joke. Moments later, a large black Dragon’s head with a flowing mane of pink Stardust rose from the ground, seeming to ripple into existence from nowhere. It looked around for a moment before seeming to bow to the two, placing a small, purple device on the ground and leaving again. Crystal picked the device up and gave Freya a weird look before looking it over. She found a latch and flipped it open, making it look like a phone of some kind. She put it to her ear and spoke into it, repeating the same question as before once it seemed someone had picked up.

“Who is this?” The voice on the other end questioned. “Vash, is that you? You’re not funny with that girly voice y’know.”

“I’m going to pretend to ignore that. My name is Crystal and I’m getting married to Freya. We were wondering if you and your family would like to come to our wedding?” Crystal asked after giving a small sigh.

“Oh! Well why didn’t you say that first!” Zinnia cried happily. “Tell my little Frey-Frey I’ll be right over, and congratulations to you both!”

“Yeah, sure, thanks,” Crystal said before closing the phone and turning to Freya. “Zinnia said ‘tell my little Frey-Frey I’ll be right over, and congratulations to you both,” she repeated the message to Freya with a cheeky smile.

Freya rolled her eyes, grabbing Gilgamesh’s token. “Hey grandpa, when you can stop being all warriory, can you drop in? I’m getting married.”

“Usually when you speak into a token, a portal appears. Does it take that long to round up the family?” Crystal asked before grabbing an hourglass token.

“It is short notice.” Freya shrugged. She dropped the tokens back into the chest, sitting down. “And there are time differences...”

“Don’t I know it. Hey, Draigo? Remember me? Before you act all huffy, I’m getting married and wondered if you could drop by for the wedding,” Crystal spoke into the hourglass before putting it back in the chest and sat next to Freya.

A portal opened before then and out stepped an armor clad man. His armor was black with gold details with horns on the helmet and pauldrons. A black cape with purple lining flowed from his shoulders as a glowing yellow orb roved back and forth. A single ring could be seen on his ring finger that was gold and silver with a sapphire crescent moon and a ruby sun set into it.

“Of course, I remember you, Crystal. My wife and I wouldn’t miss your wedding for anything,” Draigo told her.

“Wow that armor is gaudy.” Freya shook her head. “Looks like you're trying to be a Final Fantasy villain.”

“It may be gaudy but it gets the job done,” Crystal said with a shrug and looked at Draigo. “What do you mean ‘wife’? Last I remember you didn’t have any courage at all to get with anyone,” Crystal asked him.

“That was quite a while ago, Crystal. I’m married to Celestia and Luna now. Luna just prefers to stay low key until she knows how people will react to her appearance,” Draigo told her, looking down at his shadow.

Another portal opened up and a tall man in a red duster flanked by several other figures stepped into the room. “Hey, Lovebug. Sorry we took so long but some of us were being difficult,” he said, shooting a look at three diamond dogs.

“Love bug really?” Freya asked, crossing her arms. “Still as lame as always Vash.” she moved over, pulling him into a hug.

“Hey, I thought the nickname was cute,” Vash chuckled as he returned the hug. “So who's the lucky lady that you're marrying?” He asked with a grin.

“This pink haired anime trope right here.” Freya pulled Crystal over, kissing her forehead. Crystal giggled before waving at the man.

“Hi, I’m Crystal. I may be an anime trope but that doesn’t mean I can’t embrace it fully,” Crystal introduced herself to him.

“Glad to hear that. And it’s very nice to meet you Crystal,” Vash grinned.

“It’s nice to meet you too, Vash,” Crystal replied, mirroring his grin. “The one in the gaudy armor, he’s like a brother to me,” she then gestured to the man in the armor.

“I could just be a dragon, you know,” Draigo said, giving a wave to Vash.

“That had better be a man-sized dragon,” Vash chuckled. “Otherwise you’d probably destroy the room. And I don’t think these two would appreciate that.”

“Oh, I can be a range of sizes, but I think I’ll keep with this ‘gaudy’ armor for now. I don’t want to freak anyone out,” Draigo replied.

“Yeah, I don't think there's anything you can do that’d freak me out,” Vash shrugged. “I’ve seen and done some crazy stuff in my day.”

“Oh, I believe it, but I was thinking about those who have seen me before. Even Luna and Celestia freaked out when they saw my new look,” Draigo told him with a shrug.

“What new look?” Crystal asked him.

Draigo sighed before looking at her, “Do you really want to see?”

“I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t want to see,” Crystal pointed out.

“We’re getting off topic.” Freya tapped her hoof. “We still have introductions to do.”

“Right, right. Sorry, sweetie. Freya, this is Draigo. Draigo, this is Freya,” Crystal smiled apologetically and gestured between the two of them.

“It’s good to meet you, Freya. This is my wife, Luna,” Draigo said, gesturing to his shadow as Luna materialized from it. Except it seemed to be Nightmare Moon instead of Luna.

“Greetings, We are happy to attend your wedding,” Luna said.

“Huh, wasn't expecting that to happen today.” Vash commented. “And here I thought I'd be the only one here with Luna as a significant other,” he continued, gesturing to his own Luna.

“I would have brought Celestia with me, but Luna is a safer bet when visiting Displaced’s worlds. You were right about coming in your true form, Luna,” Draigo said, running a hand through Luna’s mane.

“Yes, it is strange seeing another version of one’s self,” Luna said, gesturing to her counterpart.

“And both Nightmare Moon and Luna exist here.” Freya chuckled. “It’s a Lunapalooza.”

“Or a Lunafest, whichever you prefer,” Vash added in with a chuckle of his own.

“Sorry, bathroom,” Crystal said quickly as she ran out the room, holding her stomach as she went in search of one.

“So, who’s world are we in? I don’t recognize it so far and I’m curious,” Draigo asked after Crystal had left to find a bathroom.

“We’re in my world.” She grinned cheekily.

“Oh, so we should be expecting Jason at any time then?” Vash asked.

“Jason? Last time I saw him he was threatening/asking some elves for help solving his ragnarok problem,” Draigo mused.

“It wasn’t Ragnarok.” Freya rolled her eyes.

“It was about a god who caused ragnarok and Jason didn’t really explain it much further than that. So, I assumed he was trying to stop another ragnarok or something very similar from happening,” Draigo explained. “Anyway, I’m guessing he solved that problem. How long ago was that anyway?”

“Eighteen years.” Freya gestured for them to sit.

“So, figured out any names for your kids yet?” Draigo asked as he took a seat and his Luna curled up next to him.

“Kids?” Vash asked. “This is the first I’m hearing of this,” he frowned.

“Yeah, Crystal is pregnant. I’m only assuming they’re Freya’s kids,” Draigo informed Vash as he gestured to Freya and where Crystal was last seen.

“Well congratulations are in order again,” Vash smiled.

“Of course they're my kids.” Freya grinned. “Anyway, these are my siblings.” She gestured to the others with Vash.

“Tamara, Tiberius, Rover, Toya, Dot and uh... is that.. Zecora?” Freya blinked a little.

“Yes,” Tamara laughed. “She’s my daughter.” Freya blinked, just staring at her. “What, surprised that I became a mother?”

“No...just that its... Zecora....” Freya rubbed her neck.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Zecora waved. “How do you do?”

“Pretty good you?”

“I am fine, even if we are only meeting for the first time,” she smiled. Crystal walked back into the room and glanced at the new positions of everyone before sitting next to Freya.

“Did I miss anything?” Crystal asked them.

“Just some introductions and some catching up. Turns out that it’s been eighteen years since I met Jason and all of these are Freya’s siblings,” Draigo said gesturing to the group around Vash.

“Oh and that's not the craziest part,” Vash laughed. “This one here, Jason and I had together,” he explained, putting an arm around the only human-looking one among the group.

“That’s a lot of siblings. How did you and Jason have a kid together?” Crystal asked after giving a wave to the others.

“Jason shapeshifted into a woman and became the mom… after we decided to have a drinking contest.”

“Huh. Another case of genderbending. How did Jason take it?” Crystal asked, eyes widening in surprise at Vash’s explanation.

“His first reaction was to choke the life out of me,” Vash chuckled weakly.

“That must have hurt,” Crystal commented, wincing a bit as she imagined it.

“Eh, it hurt more when I was choked by the cyborg,” Vash shrugged.

“Cyborg? What did you get Displaced as?” Crystal asked him as she wrapped her hands around her middle.

“A Plant named Vash the Stampede,” Vash chuckled. “But the cyborg that choked me was another Displaced.”

“You don’t look very leafy if you got Displaced as a plant,” Crystal observed and shook her head at his next sentence. “Someone got Displaced as a cyborg? That has to be worth something,” she added.

“Wrong kind of plant,” Vash laughed. “I’m more like a… energy being.”

“You don’t look like a plant but you suck up energy like a plant does?” Crystal asked, frowning a bit in confusion and leaned against Freya.

“Close enough,” Vash shrugged.

“I’m marrying into a big family, aren’t I?” Crystal asked as her eyes wandered over Vash and his family, now only noticing how many there were.

“And you haven't even met Zinnia and Rita yet,” Vash chuckled and grinned at her.

“I may not have met her, but I did hear her voice. Before I introduced myself she thought I was you,” Crystal informed him and picked up the device from the floor that had enabled her to call Zinnia to show what she meant.

“Weird, though I guess pretending to be a girl to trick her would be something I’d do,” Vash admitted, rubbing his chin.

“Oh, speaking of weird. Crystal, remember Joseph from that robot pony incident? The one who had the talking potato,” Draigo said with a grin.

“The Aussie that had trouble with Aperture? Yeah, what about him?” Crystal asked, looking at Draigo curiously.

“Well, turns out we were right. He really is crazy. He’s got two other personalities that can take over his body if he’s not careful,” Draigo said.

“Really? He’s crazy?” Vash asked. “Guess I'll have to be careful if he summons me again.”

“Yes! I knew he was crazy! But that’s a bit of a bummer, what with him having two uncontrollable personalities,” Crystal crowed and then mellowed out as she spoke and turned her attention to Vash. “He’s summoned you before, Vash?”

“Oh yeah, twice actually. I’m actually the one who had to give him his big Displaced talk,” Vash explained.

“Wait, really? What happened the second time then?” Crystal wondered, leaning forward a bit.

“He summoned me in the middle of this firefight in the dark with like a dozen turrets in the dark. Lucky for me though I can dodge bullets so I was able to help him take them out pretty quick. After that, the chamber changed and I ended up having to help him with a short puzzle.”

“So the both of you were puzzle solving? The chamber changing sounds like something Aperture would do but it doesn’t really matter. It’s just nice getting to know you,” Crystal replied to Vash with a smile before turning to Freya. “You okay there? You seem really quiet, Freya,” Crystal asked her concernedly, gently rubbing the small of her back.

“Huh... oh just uh... I'm related to Zecora...”

“Is there something wrong with that?” Tamara asked.

“Who’s Zecora?” Crystal asked, looking at Freya in confusion.

“Zecora is a zebra who lives out in the Everfree.” Freya gestured to the side.

“I’ve never met her,” Crystal shook her head as she looked at what appeared the only zebra-looking figure in the room.

“And now an anthro version of that zebra is my niece...who is older than me...”

“That is the trouble with the time differences between our worlds,” Tamara sighed. “I may technically be your little sister, but I’m many years older than you.”

“I can tell ya old croon.” Freya smirked, winking at her sister.

“I thought you not seeing me for three years was bad enough,” Crystal groaned, rubbing her eyes. “You can’t even see your siblings for long stretches of time.”

“An old croon am I?” Tamara chuckled. “I think someone's just jealous I ended up with a better figure than her,” she smirked. Crystal glanced at Tamara and immediately blushed upon seeing what she looked like. To hide it, she pulled her scarf up and did her best to cover the lower part of her face.

“I think I’m jealous of your figure,” Crystal mumbled, her voice muffled further by her scarf.

“Ha! I’m only 18 Tamara, I’m not done yet.” Freya smirked, shaking her head.

At that moment a tear in the reality opened up and out stepped Gilgamesh. “Hey Freya! Sorry for not responding immediately, needed to get some things in order. Now c’mere you!” He called before rushing over and hugging Freya tightly. “Still being the terrifying warrior that you were back in the colosseum?”

“Yeah,” she grunted out, looking up at him. “Your uh... cracking my chitin.”

“Oh, um, sorry,” he apologized, releasing her. He then took a quick glance around the room, his eyes stopping on a few in particular. “Oh boy. And here I thought it would be confusing with just two Lunas in the same place,” he said as his own Luna stepped out of the portal. “Lulu, we’re going to need a way to distinguish you from the others.”

“‘Others?’” She asked before seeing what he meant. “Oh, I see. Um… suggestions?”

Gilgamesh thought on it for a moment before reaching behind him and pulling out a black kimono with silver lining. “How ‘bout this?”

“Ah, one of my favorites. Yes, that will do nicely,” she said as she levitated the clothing onto herself. “So, I think introduction are in order?” She said as she put her forelegs through the sleeve.

“Well I’m Vash,” Vash waved. “And from my world we have my Celestia and Luna, Morningstar, and all of Freya’s siblings: Toya, Tamara, Rover, Tiberius and Dot. Oh and Zecora, Tamara’s daughter,” he pointed out.

“Oh boy. And here I thought that you impregnated Jason was going to be hard enough to wrap my head around. I think I’m gonna have to make a list for this extended family,” Gilgamesh commented.

“And Zinna’s side still hasn’t shown up.” Sif strode into the room, dropping it a few degrees with her presence.

“Ah, Sif! Good to see you, too!” He said. “By the way, where’s Jason? I assumed he’d be here as well.”

“Father is a little tied up at the moment, the American ambassador is throwing a hissy fit.”

“Hi, I’m Crystal,” Crystal waved at Gilgamesh. “I’m the only one here from my world and kind of new to all this.”

“Ah, is that a genderbent Natsu I see? So you’re the one who’s gonna hitch up with Freya? Don’t worry about the whole Displaced confusion thing, I’ll help you out with that. I guess it’ll be a test run for me as an IDC Ambassador,” he replied.

“Hi Sif, great seeing you again,” Toya chimed in, waving at her.

“Yes, yes, and thanks for the help,” Crystal answered Gilgamesh, “Hi, Sif. Didn’t see you there.”

“I just walked in.” she waved. “Does anyone need anything?”

“A stick of dynamite would be nice. I could use a spicy snack,” came a new voice. Moments later a white draconequus with a teal mane and tail, pink eyes, two ram-like horns, griffon talons, and pony hooves floated in out of the tear in reality. He was also dressed in a blue hawaiian shirt, red swimming trunks, a straw hat, and neon green sunglasses. He was also sipping from a can with a radioactive warning label on it through a straw.

“Dearest nephew, you may be half-draconequus, but if you keep eating and drinking such things you’re going to give yourself an ulcer,” Gilgamesh’s Luna chastised.

“Meh,” he replied simply and continued to sip. “So, gettin’ married, huh Freya? That’s cool.”

“N-nephew?” Vash’s Celestia questioned, her eye twitching. “Someone please tell me that doesn’t mean what I think it means.”

“Did Discord and Celestia get together in your world, Gilgamesh?” Crystal asked, her eyes widening at the sight of the draconequus.

“Yes, this is Celestia and Discord’s sun, Flux,” he answered.

“Ooh! A brother from another mother!” Eris teleported in, grabbing the new arrival and pulling him into a bone crushing hug. “Now we just need Bedlam and Hodgepodge!”

“Say no more!” Toya beamed, pressing the dial down on his Omnitrix and changing into a draconequus.

“Did somebody ask for me?!” The new draconequus grinned, floating up.

“I don’t think this world can handle three draconequii,” Crystal commented, looking uneasily between the three floating beings.

“It already does my fine genderbent friend.” Eris grinned.

“Yeah, and the most you’ll have to worry about are some references and maybe some candy weather patterns… and gravity hiccups. But other than that we’ll be fine,” Bedlam waved off.

“Yeah, and dad decided to stay behind and help mom out a bit, so you all won’t have to worry about two Discords,” Flux stated. “Oh, and speakin’ of family, where’s the Blueblood of this universe? Never asked that last time, right unc?”

“Oh yeah, I guess we never did,” Gilgamesh agreed.

“Permanent exile to Midgard,” Freya cleared her throat. “She isn’t allowed back here. Ever.”

“Oh. I guess we’ll have to coordinate that another time. Blueblood really wanted to see how his other turned out,” Gilgamesh said. “Also, where are those two? I’ve never kept a portal open this long, I don’t know if it’ll cause any-”

“Coming! Just a minute!” Called a panting voice. A moment later a familiar alicorn and a changeling queen stepped out. “Sorry. We, um… we didn’t get much sleep last night,” Twilight said with a blush.

“Oh, really subtle, Twilight. I’m sure they have no idea what you meant,” Nectar replied with a smirk.

“Sh-Shut up!”

“So, any eggs yet?” Freya asked with a snicker, frowning as Sif kicked her in the leg. “Killjoy...” Freya muttered, brushing some frost off her leg.

“N-No! I mean, we only just… I mean it was only yesterday we-” Twilight stuttered only for Nectar to cut her off.

“Oh just let me,” Nectar said. “See this?” She said as she held up her left foreleg, a gold band around it. She then used her magic to levitate Twilight’s left foreleg up, showing off a similar gold bracelet. “Boom. I wanted it, so I put a ring on it. Just yesterday, actually.”

“I’m… still having trouble believing it honestly,” Twilight muttered, her face flushed red.

“I’m going to go get some water, anyone else want anything?” Crystal asked, rubbing her temple as she stood up.

“Painkillers, I’m going to need some after hearing about Twilight’s sex-life,” Vash chimed in.

“Same,” his Celestia nodded.

“Hey... uh...where’s Adagio?” Freya blinked, looking around.

“Uh… still in the mirror world,” Vash sighed.

“I don’t hear anything from anyone else so I’ll be back with the water and painkillers,” Crystal said, walking out of the room.

“What about your dynamite, Flux?” Gilgamesh asked.

“Eh, auntie’s right, I should probably lay off a bit,” he shrugged before finishing off his can and snapping, causing it to burst into glitter. He then snapped again and summoned a lemon which he then bit into.

“Okay then Vash, go back and get it.” Freya crossed her arms, tapping her hoof.

“Do you want her to sing at the wedding or is she another member of this vast family of yours?” Draigo asked.

“The latter,” Vash sighed again. “And I would go get her, but I’m not that far in the timeline.”`

“Oh that's just lovely.” Freya sighed, shaking her head. “Alright.” She brought her hands together. “Now, the room’s getting crowded and who knows who else is going to show up. Why don’t we go to the rec center?”

“Actually, I’d like to check on Bartz, and then Luna and I… well, we need to have a talk with your Luna,” he said nervously. “Flux, you make sure not to give Twi and Nectar trouble, okay?”

“Hey, I’m here to relax, unc. You go and deal with your younger gallivanting,” he smirked.

“Mouthy little prick,” Gilgamesh muttered before turning to Freya. “So, any idea where they’d be?”

“In Canterlot, dealing with their jurisdiction.” Freya shrugged.

“Oh great, so we’re going to have to deal with the earth-relations?”

“No idea what they’re talking about, but a bigger space sounds nice,” Draigo commented.

“I agree,” Vash nodded. “And Freya, I’ll be sure to record the wedding and show it to Adagio. I know it's not the same as her being here but… it’s the least I can do.” Freya kissed his cheek before moving toward the door, gesturing for them to follow.

“We’ll see the rest of you later. Especially you, pal,” Gilgamesh said pointing to Draigo. “Anyone who models their armor after Golbez is someone I want to know.”

“I’d like to get to know you as well, Gilgamesh. I have always liked your character and would like to see the man behind the character,” Draigo said with a smile and a thumbs up.

“Glad to hear it,” he said before summoning his weapon and cutting another tear in reality. “After you, Lulu,” he said motioning towards it. She hopped inside and he followed after with the tear closing behind them.

“You guys coming or what?” Freya asked, leaning on the door frame.

“I’m coming,” Vash nodded. “Come on guys, let’s follow Freya.”

“Alright,” Bedlam grinned and floated over the changeling’s head.

“Oh, and who are you? I don’t think I was here to hear it,” Flux asked, floating besides the other draconequus while lounging.

“Name’s Bedlam, I’m the personality Toya’s Omnitrix created,” Bedlam commented and poked a talon against his Omnitrix symbol.

“Cool. So what’s your brand of chaos?” He asked as he bit into the lemon again.

“Depends what mood I’m in,” Bedlam shrugged. “Usually I just mess with Toya’s head when he isn’t changed into me.”

“I’m so glad my Discord is still a statue right now. I’m not sure I could handle twenty-four seven shenanigans being pulled,” Draigo said as he followed after the draconequii.

“Yeah, I heard how dad used to be. Now he’s kinda doing the ‘I’m going to help you, but I’m going to annoy you to death first’ thing,” Flux said. “Me, I’m like a Rube Goldberg line of dominoes kinda guy. It’s like trying to see how much chaos you can cause with as little influence as possible.”

“Ooh,” Bedlam said, jotting down notes. “I’m gonna have to give that a try. I bet the best part is just watching everything fall into place,” he snickered.

“Hey! Both of you knock it off!” Eris stepped in. “We don’t just do chaos here!”

“Hey, I promised Unc I wouldn’t be causing any problems, and I keep my promises,” Flux responded, holding his arms up in surrender. “I won’t be causing any chaos, I’m just making small talk,” he smirked. “Not my fault if someone else gets ideas from it,” he muttered under his breath.

“Don't worry Erry, I’m not gonna cause any trouble,” Bedlam smiled, a halo appearing over his head.

“It’s my experience that someone who says that is just trying to get whoever is yelling at them to lower their guard,” Draigo commented after seeing the halo above Bedlam’s head.

“Hey Freya, been meanin’ to ask you somethin’,” Flux said to his relative.

“What’s that?” She asked, looking at him.

“Jason said that he, Chrys and Rares sometimes had others join in like with Zinnia right? That ever happened with anyone else? Like Cadance and Shining?” He asked with a smirk.

“Nope. Why?”

“Flux,” Nectar said in a warning tone.

“Oh just wondering what else is different in this universe,” he answered with a trollish grin.

“FLUX! WHAT THOSE THREE DO IS THEIR OWN BUSINESS!” Twilight shouted, only to realize what she’d just blurted out. “Oh no.”

Nectar sighed. “Just couldn’t keep those pretty lips shut, could you?”

“Can you keep it down? I’m back with the pills and water,” Crystal told her as she walked back in, rubbing her ears before handing Vash and his Celestia the pills and water they had requested.

“So, let me see if I got this right. Shining Armor and Princess Cadence are letting the one who impersonated Cadence join in on their bed time fun? THAT’S A HORRIBLE IDEA!” Draigo said as he tried to rid his mind of that imagery.

“And that is the reaction I wanted,” Flux said smugly as he tossed the last bits of the lemon into his mouth, earning him a roar of laughter from Bedlam.

“Three years of fighting alongside one another, nearly dying to save each other, and about a decade of getting to know each other personally can do a lot to change how you view someone else,” Twilight answered. “I certainly never would’ve thought that Chrysalis would become one my best friends… or that I’d be marrying a changeling,” she finished with a blush.

“Ah, okay. That changes things. I thought it was sooner than that,” Draigo said, calming down a bit after hearing the backstory of the situation.

“I don’t see what has you all so worked up,” Vash shrugged. “In my world, changelings and ponies have been getting along for a long time. Though… I did help with that a bit,” he admitted with a chuckle.

“Which my parents helped with.” Freya smirked at him. As they moved through the hive, numerous guards, both ponies and changelings, saluted, not batting an eye at the strange group.

“It’s got nothing to do with Chrysalis being a changeling. It’s got everything to do with her being an enemy of theirs. I wouldn’t be comfortable allowing an enemy share my bed. Now that I know she wasn’t an enemy of theirs when it began I’m good,” Draigo explained.

“What? Never heard of hate sex?” Freya asked with a big grin.

“I don’t think he has,” Crystal said as she narrowed her eyes at Draigo.

“What? So, I’m not as socially experienced as you guys. You can’t blame me since I was alone for most of my life as a Displaced,” Draigo told them defensively.

“Well it's a shame you haven't heard of it.” Tamara chuckled. “Some zebras find it very therapeutic.”

“It’s a hard concept for a lot of changelings to grasp.” Sif closed her wings, noticing a few in the group were shivering. Crystal saw a few of the members shiver so she went close to them and lit her hand up on fire, hoping that it would warm them up.

“It may be a hard concept to grasp but some changelings do get it,” Crystal replied to her.

“Yes but, changelings feed on love, the idea of ‘hate sex’ is a ‘does not compute.’ For most of the drones.”

“Hate and love are opposites so I can see why most of the drones can’t grasp it properly. Are we going to the rec room?” Crystal asked when she noticed where the group was going.

“That's what I heard,” Vash said, shrugging. “I don’t recognize this place with all the changeling stuff around.”

“Why don’t you recognise it?” Crystal asked Vash from behind him.

“Because it’s hard to recognize a castle that's been converted into a changeling hive.” Freya chuckled as she pushed open a large set of doors, opening up into the village. Crystal put her flame out when she figured that they were warm enough and took a quick look around the section of the village the group was in.

“I don’t think I’ve been outside the castle since I got here,” Crystal muttered.

“It's my first time in this part of their universe too,” Vash said.

“Welcome to Valhalla! Changeling capital of Equestria!” Freya threw her arms out, a look of pride on her face.

“Meh, Gunsmoke is cooler,” Bedlam shrugged.

“Never heard of it, so I wouldn’t know,” Crystal shrugged, her hands in her pockets as she looked over to the draconequus. “Which draconequus are you again?”

“I’m Bedlam,” he huffed, snapping his talons and creating a flashing neon sign with his name on it to appear over his head. “And Gunsmoke is a village/small city in Vash’s universe.”

“You compensating for something with that sign?” Crystal asked, smirking a bit as she pointed at it.

“No, just making sure you don't forget my name again. Reality warpers don't need to overcompensate. We can be whatever our partners want us to be.”

“Gunsmoke is not better than Valhalla.” Freya snorted indignantly.

“Never seen Gunsmoke so I can’t make a comparison. Besides, you sound a little bit biased towards Valhalla,” Crystal told her with a friendly smile.

“Don't be upset,” Bedlam grinned. “Gunsmoke has had a thousand years to expand and make improvements. “Valhalla will catch up someday… maybe.”

“I will fire a kamehameha up your nose Bedlam.” Freya narrowed her eyes. “Or do something worse.”

“Pffft, as if you could do anything to me,” he waved off dismissively.

“I could, I dunno, take your binky.” She grinned evilly, dangling said object from her hand.

“Wh-whatever… I grew out of that thing ages ago,” Bedlam faltered, paling and turning his head up.

“You don’t sound like you have,” Crystal teased.

“I guess you won’t mind if I get rid of it then.” Freya hummed, conjuring a fireball in her other hand.

Bedlam gulped loudly and started sweating literal bullets. “N-nope. W-wouldn't care at all,” he said, trembling at blurring speeds.

“You really don’t sound like you’ve given it up~,” Crystal said in a sing-song voice as she walked over to Freya and lit her finger up on fire, placing it close to the binky. “You sure you don’t care what happens to this?”

“Okay, I’ll be good,” he slumped over, his normal color returning. “I forgot you knew my one weakness,” he huffed.

“Relax baby brother, I wouldn’t have done it.” Freya popped the binky in his mouth, kissing his forehead.

“You're the worst,” he grumbled, putting the binky in a kangaroo-like pouch on his torso.

“Love you too Bedlam.” Freya smiled, waving at a few passing nobles.

“Sif is cooler than you,” he muttered.

“Literally or figuratively?” Crystal asked, scratching her cheek a bit.

“Both.”

“Well thank you for thinking so Bedlam.” Sif smiled up at him.

“And thank you for never threatening to destroy my stuff,” he smiled back.

“Where’s your brother? I don’t think I’ve seen him around here, Sif,” Crystal asked with a curious look.

“Heimdal prefers hot places. He’s normally out with the dragons.” Sif shrugged. “It was time for him to leave home anyway.”

“I’m sure old Hothead will be here for the wedding no matter the weather,” Bedlam shrugged. “No one in this family misses things like this. Even the grumpy members.”

“Adagio is...”

“Why do you want this ‘Adagio’ to come to the wedding so badly, Freya?” Crystal asked softly.

“Because she’s my sister. Family means a lot to changelings and she deserves to be here with the rest of us.”

“I might be able to help with that,” Bedlam said, scratching his chin with a talon.

“Oh yeah?” Sif asked, tilting her head.

“Well, I may not be able to fully bring her here, but I might be able to rig it so that her and the other Dazzlings can see and talk to us,” Bedlam explained.

“How ya gonna do that?” Freya asked, raising her eyebrow.

“Eh, to keep it simple I’ll just say cross-dimensional wankery,” he shrugged, conjuring up a hand mirror.

“If there’s a gem trapped inside that thing I’m going to chuck a spirit bomb at you.” Freya warned.

“Why would a gem be trapped in a mirror?” Crystal asked confusedly, looking between the hand mirror and Freya.

“We can get you caught up on your lesbian gemstone cartoons later, right now I’m doing something important,” Bedlam dismissed, creating an orb of magic in his paw. “Believe it or not I’m not screwing around right now, Freya.”

“Thanks.” Freya smiled, pulling him into a hug.

“Easy there, you do not want this magic to touch you,” he warned, holding the orb away from her. “Now let me do my thing.”

“Sorry.” She backed off, looking at the orb. Bedlam scrunched his face up, putting the orb in the surface of the mirror and causing the surface to ripple like water. All of a sudden, the image of three young women appeared and he handed the mirror to Freya.

“Hello?” She asked, looking into it.

“Who's there?” The orange haired one asked, staring in the direction of the mirror.

“Adagio, it’s me, your big sister Freya.”

“Sister?” Adagio asked, her eyes widening. “Is that really you?”

“Yeah its me, big hair.” Freya chuckled.

“You hardly look different,” she commented, her eyes starting to water.

“It’s been eight years for me sis...” Freya paused, looking down, “It’s been a long time for you hasn’t it?”

“Far longer than I'd like,” she sighed, looking down as well. “But it’s a relief to see you again.”

“I’m getting married soon.” Freya smiled. “I really wanted you to come.”

“I wish I could… but we’re still trapped in this world. But at least I can see it from here,” she offered with a weak smile.

“You gotta be strong Adagio, things are always darkest before the dawn.”

“I’ve been staying strong for about a thousand years now,” Adagio chuckled, winking at Freya.

“Well that's good to hear. Though I’ve been meaning to ask, how do you get all that hair under a hood?” Adagio blinked, looking confused.

“Good question… I have no idea. I just kind of… do it.” Freya chuckled.

“We aren’t interrupting you guys are we?” Sif asked, peeking into the mirror.

“Sif!” Adagio beamed. “It's good to see you too. Still the number one ice queen?” She asked with a smirk.

“It’s nice that they can see each other again,” Crystal told Bedlam after walking away to give them a bit of privacy.

“Well, family is important to me too,” Bedlam said, scratching his cheek.

“Freya’s the only family I know so I don’t know if I can say the same thing,” Crystal replied with a small shrug.

“Not anymore,” he replied, hugging her tightly. “You're my sister too now. Welcome to the madhouse.”

“Ah...thanks…” Crystal managed to say from the within his tight hug. All of a sudden, Bedlam’s symbol started blinking red.

“Whelp, looks like that's my signal to get out of here. Hope we meet in some other chapter or crossover,” he said before turning back into Toya. Crystal covered her eyes as he changed back and smiled at him.

“Welcome back, Toya,” Crystal greeted him.

“I didn’t go anywhere,” he chuckled. “I was watching and listening the whole time. I even teased Bedlam about his binky along with you.”

“Huh. Didn’t think you were still aware. Is the mirror still functioning?” Crystal chuckled a bit before gesturing to the mirror Freya was holding.

“The fact that it's still there at all means it's working,” Toya replied. “Bedlam weaved some serious mojo into that spell. I could even feel it from my corner of our head.”

There was a screech as Valkyrie suddenly dive bombed Toya, grinning as she pinned him down. “Sup bro?”

“Sup to you too my kinda sorta twin sister?” Toya grinned, not even bothering to struggle.

“My head’s gonna hurt after this wedding’s over. There’s too many relations to keep track of,” Crystal groaned, rubbing the side of her temple and closing her eyes.

“Bedlam says he has an educational song for that if you think it’ll help,” Toya chimed in.

“Seriously? There’s a song about this family?” Crystal asked in disbelief.

“He says he just wrote it. Got inspired while watching Animaniacs reruns in our head,” Toya shrugged.

“Oh no. Please don’t tell me it’s sung to the tune of ‘Yakko’s World’,” Crystal groaned rubbing her eyes at the thought.

“Freakazoid was better.” Valkyrie stood up, offering a hand to Toya.

“Yeah, but Animaniacs had more educational songs to choose from,” Toya said as he took the offered talon. “So seriously, how have you been Val? Still getting caught stealing from pantries,” he smirked and socked her arm.

“That was one time!” Valkyrie huffed, giving him a shove. “I’ve left my thieving past behind me forever.”

“Really? One time?” He smirked. “Because I could start naming dates and times, Birdbrain.”

“It was the only time!”

“You are still so easy to mess with,” Toya laughed. “And those feathers of yours look like they're about to fall out they're so ruffled.”

“If this is what twins are like, I’m really looking forward to my own,” Crystal muttered sarcastically.

“Well, they’re not really twins. They were just born on the same day,” Sif explained.

“Yeah, that’s why I call her my kinda sorta twin,” Toya shrugged.

“They definitely act like twins though,” Crystal told them and moved back over to Freya to see how she was doing. “How’s the catch up going, Freya?” She asked her, standing just out of range of the mirror’s view.

“Hm?” Freya asked, looking over her shoulder.

“Are you alright?” Crystal asked her.

“Yeah.” She smiled, gesturing for her to come over. “Come here babe.”

Crystal moved closer and stood beside her and looked up at her with a smile. “You sound fine, at least. Is the mirror still working?”

“You tell me?” Adagio chimed in with a chuckle. “And good job picking up the anime cliché,” she said to Freya.

“Yeah, it’s still working. Hi, I’m Crystal and I don’t care if I’m an anime cliche,” Crystal introduced herself when she looked at the mirror.

“And I’m Adagio. Nice to meet you.” Adagio introduced herself with a smile.

“Crystal is my fiance.” Freya purred, nuzzling Crystal’s head.

“I figured that out, Freya,” Adagio chuckled. “And I hope the two of you are happy together.”

“I wish I could be there,” Sonata pouted. “I’d so love it to be able to catch the bouquet.”

“We wish you could be here as well,” Crystal smiled at them warmly. “There isn’t a way for any of you to come here?”

“Not that we know of,” Adagio sighed. “We were just dumped here in the middle of an empty field by that old pony’s spell. The only one who might be able to help us is Dad. But his token thing he gave me hasn’t worked since we've been trapped here,” she explained, holding the token up.

“Could the spell have interfered with the token in some way?” Crystal asked, peering at the token Adagio was holding.

“Maybe,” she shrugged. “I don’t know anything about how it works.”

“You keep saying you’ve been trapped somewhere. Where would that place be?” Crystal queried as she snaked an arm around Freya’s waist.

“In some world filled with these things called humans. Though… places here are named like back home in Equestria. I hear there's even a Canterlot somewhere,” Adagio explained.

“There’s a human version of Equestria? I don’t think any magic I know will be able to help where you are. At the very least you can see us, so I guess that counts for something,” Crystal said quietly with a slight frown.

“True, it is a small comfort seeing the family again,” Adagio nodded.

“You know...dad could come get you...” Freya muttered softly.

“He could?” Adagio asked hopefully. “That… nothing would make us happier than to be there for your wedding.”

“Of course he could. He just might be awhile.”

“We can wait. I mean, we’ve waited this long, haven't we?” She smiled.

“Which would be what? A thousand years or so? That’s how it usually goes with these banishment spells,” Crystal shrugged.

“Yes, thank you for that reminder, Crystal,” Adagio frowned.

“That’s what family is for Miss Adagio. Annoying you, reminding you of things you don’t want to be reminded of and being there for you when you need it among other things,” Draigo commented, having just heard the tail end of the conversation.

“I’m sorry but… who are you?” Adagio asked with a tilt of her head. “And what’s with that… interesting armor?” She finished, trying to be diplomatic.

“I like it!” Sonata chimed in.

“You would,” Aria frowned at her.

“My name is Draigo and the armor is for many things, but chiefly for intimidation. The ponies of my world need to learn to not bother Celestia and Luna with petty worries that can be handled by someone other than the Princesses. So, I make sure they are learning bit by bit,” Draigo said, inclining his head in greeting.

“Oh, nice meeting you I suppose. I’d shake your hand but,” Adagio said, tapping her hand against the mirror.

“Of course. I hope Jason is able to get you soon. Having as much of Freya’s and Crystal’s family here as possible means a lot to them,” Draigo said.

“You and us both,” Adagio nodded. “Do you have any idea how awful it is to be a teenager for a thousand years?”

“It’s affected Aria the worst,” Sonata said. “Her diary is filled to the brim with angsty poetry.”

“I thought I told you to keep out of my stuff!” Aria boomed, the two getting in a squabble.

“No idea how bad that is, but I was banished to the moon for a thousand years during a visit to another world,” Draigo informed them.

“How did you get banished to the moon?” Crystal asked Draigo, not able to take her eyes off of Aria and Sonata arguing.

“That world’s Luna shot me with the Elements of Harmony after I got corrupted and I’d beaten Celestia and another Displaced named Skye,” Draigo replied.

“Well this got depressing...” Freya sighed, shaking her head. “Big hair, what possessed you to get yourselves banished anyway?”

“I have no idea,” Adagio shook her head. “I don’t remember it very clearly. But those two say something about me seemed off and told them to do crazy things,” she said, pointing at the still arguing sirens.

“I see.” Freya sighed. “But don’t worry, we’ll get you out.”

“I’m sure you will. I believe you, sis.” Adagio smiled.

“I’m not sure what I can do to help but we’ll both try. The rec room isn’t far from here, right?” Crystal told them with a smile before looking at the parts of the village she could see.

“Nope, it’s right there.” Freya smirked walking up to a large building. She opened the doors, strolling in. The group followed her in and arranged themselves around the spacious room.

“Are there books on magic here?” Crystal asked.

“Why would magic books be in a rec center?”

“For recreational spells? Maybe? I don’t know. I wanted to help bring Adagio here but I’m not sure if I can even devise a spell so I don’t know what I was thinking,” Crystal replied. There were a few young ponies and changelings around, stopping whatever games they were playing to look at the group.

“I’m sure they’ve tried this, but they could always find the connection between that world and this one. I remember Celestia telling me about a mirror that Starswirl used to travel between worlds, but I’m unsure if that exists here or not,” Draigo said with a shrug.

“Oh it does but we try not to mess with it. It’s Hughes only way back.” Freya shook her head.

“Ah, I see. If I knew how this mirror was connecting to them then I might be able to do something, but I think it’s safer and better to just wait for Jason to pick them up,” Draigo said, rubbing his chin in thought.

“Yeah, Jason does have that transportation technique,” Vash commented.

“Yeah. It’s so unique to just teleport to someone.” Sif rolled her eyes.

“No one likes a smart ass, Sif.” Vash frowned.

“It’s better than being a dumbass, though,” Draigo pointed out.

“I have my moments.” Sif giggled.

“What kind of jokes do you like doing, Vash?” Crystal asked him.

“Usually ones that make the entire room groan,” Vash chuckled.

“So very lame jokes, got it,” Crystal nodded with a smirk.

“The lamest of jokes.” Valkyrie grinned. “He defused a mob once with a terrible joke.”

“Hey, someone has to do it,” Vash shrugged.

“Toya, I think that relations song that Bedlam thought up of will come in handy right about now,” Crystal told him, rubbing her forehead as she looked around at the group.

“Alright,” Toya shrugged and changed back into Bedlam. The draconequus appeared in a flash with an accordion and a grin on his face. He started playing the instrument and belted out into song. He hopped around the room and used his magic to create colorful visuals.

“...And that's all the members of our hectic little clan~” he finished, sliding on his knees.

“That cleared everything up now. I didn’t think Freya had such a big family,” Crystal commented after watching the performance and sat against an empty space of wall.

The children present started to stomp their hooves in applause, many cheering for an encore.

“Looks like I’ve got fans now,” Bedlam smiled, tossing the accordion over his shoulder and making it explode into glitter.

“So, not that the song wasn’t entertaining, it was, but what can we do while we wait for new arrivals and everyone else to finish up their different tasks?” Draigo asked.

“We’re in a rec room. Who wants to play a few games?” Freya asked, grabbing a basketball off the rack.

“How would we play basketball if we can use our powers?” Crystal asked, eyeing the basketball warily.

“Isn't that what makes it more interesting?” Bedlam grinned.

“No, we’re not using powers. Just a nice game of basketball.”

“I’m fine either way. I would have probably deflated it or burnt it to a crisp if we played with powers on anyway,” Crystal shrugged, leaning her head against the wall. “Power Basketball sounded like a fun idea though. I could referee the game if you want,” she suggested to them.

“No, we are not destroying the rec center.”

“Okay, fine. How about I referee the normal game instead?” Crystal asked after shooting Freya a glare.

“Yes.” Freya nodded.

“Glad we got that sorted. Now we just need teams … the team sorting may take a while,” Crystal sighed as she observed the group.

“We can’t even do boys versus girls since the girls seem to outnumber the boys, once again,” Draigo commented as he looked around the group.

Out of nowhere, the phone that was apparently Zinnia’s new token began ringing, filling the room with a light-hearted jingle that nobody could quite place. Crystal looked for the source of the jingle and soon realised it was coming from the token in her pocket. She brought it out, opened it up, and placed it against her ear.

“Hello?” Crystal asked with a strange look.

“Crystal, right?” Zinnia’s voice asked. “Listen, could you put me on speaker phone? I wanna gauge how many people are there and how many guests I can bring.”

“This is Crystal and, sure, but there are a lot of guests here,” Crystal warned before taking the phone off her ear and managed to put it on speaker without ending the call prematurely.

“Hello?” Zinnia called out, greeted with a variety of replies. “Oh damn, that is a lot… Hey, uh, how many people would you say is acceptable for me to bring as guests? Because I have over eighteen people who all show varying degrees of interest and I need to know how many to cut out.”

“Just bring as many as you like!” Bedlam cheered with a manic grin. “Vash already brought a gaggle of people, why can’t you?”

Silence greeted the group from the other side of the phone for a few seconds. “...some of these people are as big as Canterlot Castle,” Zinnia said finally. “And they really wanna come. Maybe just the kids?”

“Aunt Zinnia, you’re talking to a room that has reality warpers in it,” Bedlam deadpanned. “I think we can manage to shrink down a couple people.”

Hushed chatter came from the phone’s speakers for a time before Zinnia spoke again. “I’m restricting myself to five, but thanks guys. I’ll be over faster than you can say ‘cum soaked fucknuggets’.”

“That’s an odd choice of words,” Crystal said in surprise.

“For Zinnia, no, it really isn’t,” Vash offered, rubbing the side of his head. “In fact, kinda surprised it was that tame.”

“That was ‘tame’? You’ve got to be joking,” Crystal replied with her mouth hanging open for a few seconds.

A ripple in reality spread out from one of the room’s walls, a random brimstone door forming in it and swinging open, allowing Zinnia to walk through dressed in a black suit, her shirt made of what looked like fine purple silk and her large purple wings poking out of the back. Her long, raven hair was tied into a sensible ponytail, and a simple black cloth eyepatch sat on her face, covering her left eye. When she turned to the door, a stylised purple wisp could be seen stitched into her suit jacket.

Following behind the Draconid was a young, silver-haired man with sky blue Dragon’s scales covering his body. Like Zinnia, he wore a simple black suit, though his shirt was a fine silver with the faintest signs of a scale pattern sewed into the jacket sleeves. Shortly after him came a young girl with a long braid of brown hair, dressed in a simple black dress with small, ice-blue snowflakes sewed into the hemline. Shortly after the two teenagers came a pair of Pokemon - a Noibat wearing a red cravat and a Tyrunt in a slate grey bow tie.

“Hello all!” Zinnia cried happily, quickly rushing Freya and pulling her into a crushing hug of congratulations. “To anyone who doesn’t know me, I’m Zinnia, the half-Salamence nymphomaniac aunt who hopes the incredibly lucky spouse-to-be will treat my little Frey-Frey right otherwise she’ll end up in my next batch of stew.”

“Yeesh Zinnia, I doubt even Jay threatened the poor girl like that,” Vash said, digesting the entirety of the threat.

“No, he did a pretty good job of it,” Crystal said with a shrug.

“Nice to see you too Zin,” Freya chuckled, not seeming to be bothered by the bear hug, “You doing good?”

Zinnia chuckled, setting Freya down and stepping back. “Frey-Frey, the last time I saw you, I had both my eyes. I can’t actually believe how long it’s been. You do still remember your sister and your cousin, right?”

“Sup Rita?” Freya looked at the young woman, shooting her a grin.

“How you doin’ Frey,” Rite shot back, smirking and crossing her arms. “Last I saw you, I didn’t even know you weren’t single! Keeping things from me were you?”

“Am I that different?” the young man asked incredulously, looking down at himself. “I know I’m in my Human form, but still…”

“Behind you, is me. I’m Crystal and the soon-to-be wife of Freya,” Crystal introduced herself from her spot on the floor.

“Stew!” Zinnia let out with a smirk between fake coughs.

“No, anime cliche. Nice to meet you too,” Crystal said with a grin.

The Draconid stared at Crystal for a few seconds before snapping her fingers in accomplishment. “Genderbent Natsu Dragneel!”

“Got it in one,” Crystal said with a chuckle.

“...And what if she can’t keep her hands to herself?” Floyd asked, walking into view, Megan striding beside him.

“I’ll make sure Zinnia doesn’t try to jump your bones again. No one wants a repeat of last time,” Megan assured him.

“...I feel like I’m out of the loop,” Vash said, scratching his head. He looked between Zinnia’s group and one of the new arrivals. “That’s the last time I take a one thousand year trip to the store.”

“I hate to ask because Zinnia sounds like a sex demon, but what happened last time?” Crystal asked cautiously.

“You don’t wanna know,” Zinnia said quickly, cutting off any other answers. “But I can safely say nothing like that will happen unless you’re in my Hoard already, and not during the wedding. I’m cutting down since I’m engaged myself.”

“Aww, good for you Zi,” Vash said with a thumbs up. He ignored the flat look he was getting from his three mares.

“Meh, just wondering. Congratulations on the engagement,” Crystal grinned at Zinnia.

“Thanks,” Zinnia chuckled.

“Still waiting for my family to recognise me…” the silver-haired teen grumbled.

“Oh don’t be so silly Stryker,” Zinnia giggled. “Of course they won’t realise who you are as a human!”

“Alright, I believe introductions are in order for a few of us,” Megan cut in, “I’m Megan, Jason’s mother and this is Floyd, Jason’s cousin.”

“‘Sup?” Floyd asked, looking the group over.

Chuckling, the Draconid waved politely. “Pleasure to meet you. Zinnia Kazoku, close friend of Jason and mother to his daughter Rita, who is the lovely young girl in an original Rarity Pokenid line of dress. The scaled young man with the silver hair is my son Stryker, he is normally a Salamence or a Bagon depending on his mood, but due to a gift from Arceus, my world’s version of Odin, he can shift into this human form whenever he likes.”

“Finally,” Stryker groaned good-naturedly, rolling his eyes.

“Hello,” Rita greeted, curtseying politely.

“We’ll all get along fine... as long as Chesty La Rue keeps her hands to herself.” Floyd glared at Zinnia, crossing his arms.

Zinnia looked down at her chest for a moment before grinning. “Flatterer~” she cooed, winking with her good eye at Floyd, though the effect was lost with the other eye covered.

“Hi sis!” Bedlam beamed, rushing over and hugging Rita. “I don’t know if we’ve already met yet considering the place in the continuity this is all in.”

“I’m starting to feel like an outsider now,” Crystal commented as she slowly stood up and leaned against the wall.

“Eh, you get used to it,” Valkyrie commented, offering Crystal some jerky.

“What’s this?” Crystal asked as she took the piece of jerky and looked at Valkyrie curiously.

“Boar meat. Made some this morning.”

“Hm. Okay, thanks,” Crystal shrugged and began chewing on the jerky.

“I’ll let Sah know you liked his meat,” Valkyrie chuckled.

“Wow sis, phrasing,” Bedlam snickered, floating over the griffon’s head.

Valkyrie just shrugged. “How else would you phrase it?”

“It’s the way you said it that makes the difference,” Crystal pointed out but grinned just the same.

“It seems you picked up your dad’s knack for not understanding double meanings in things,” Vash commented with his own chuckle.

“No, I just don’t care.” Valkyrie shrugged again.

“That’ll certainly get you far,” Crystal chuckled.

“Heh, looks like the family’s almost all together again,” Vash commented. “All we need now is Jay, Chryssi, Rares and the straggler kids.”

“‘Straggler kids’? Other than Heimdall, who else is there?” Crystal questioned.

“Is Elusive here? The room’s so crowded now I might’ve missed him.”

“I actually don’t know if Elusive is here or not,” Crystal said with a furrowed brow as she gazed around the many guests in the rec room.

“Nah, he’s getting his mane done.” Valkyrie shook her head.

“Considering his mother, that’s actually not surprising,” Vash said with a shrug.

“It seems like most of the guests are actually here with the exception of Gilgamesh, who is helping Jason out with something. What are we going to do now?” Crystal asked the group.

“I can already feel my Rarity’s disapproving glares if any of us mess our outfits up,” Zinnia muttered, shivering slightly. “Doesn’t help that she’s part Ghost Pokemon… I’m gonna try and avoid any and all chances to crease, stain or tear this suit.”

“Ditto,” Rita and Stryker toned simultaneously, faces pale.

“Your Rarity is part Ghost Pokemon?” Crystal asked.

“Mhmm,” the Draconid hummed, nodding. “Dusknoir, to be exact. She’s surprisingly good friends with Giratina.”

“Mismagius would have been better,” Valkyrie commented.

“Really? I thought Misdreavus would have been a better fit,” Crystal shrugged.

“I dunno, Frosslass is a pretty fabulous pokemon that might fit her,” Vash added.

“I never picked it,” Zinnia shrugged. “The whole ‘half Pokemon gene splicing’ thing is decided by your, and I quote, “Destined Pokemon Partner”. I just wait for the partner to show up, ask if they wanna go through with it, and splice away.”

“Huh. That’s interesting,” Crystal commented before walking up to Freya. “Any idea on what we should do now, Freya?”

“Mom,” Stryker said in a hushed tone so as not to disturb anyone else. “You think we should go find a couple rooms for us? I feel like we might be here a while, maybe a couple days.”

“Good idea,” Rita agreed.

“Yeah, let’s,” Zinnia said with a nod, straightening out. “It was nice to talk to you all, but we’re gonna go claim a couple guest rooms. I’ll hang my symbol on mine so you know where to find me later, it’s the one on my back.” Turning to give a quick look at the symbol - a flaming wisp of energy with three horizontal lines in the centre - Zinnia and her group promptly made their way out of the room and down the hall.

“They didn’t stick around long. Maybe it was night when I summoned them?” Crystal wondered as she watched Zinnia’s group leave.

“It could’ve been,” Vash shrugged, “Time zones are weird between different universes.”

“Eyuppe.” Valkyrie agreed, nodding sagely.

“Time zones are weird anywhere,” Crystal said with a wry smile. “It seems like all the guests have arrived, huh?”

“Yup, everyone important is accounted for,” Vash commented, looking between everyone.

“This is a lot of guests for a wedding,” Crystal said quietly as she took it all in and tried to not freak out. “How and where are we going to fit everyone?”

“You could always do an outdoor wedding,” Bedlam pointed out. “There’s plenty of picturesque locations in Equestria. I hear Rainbow Falls is nice this time of year.”

“Rainbow Falls? Never heard of it,” Crystal said with a shake of her head. Bedlam snapped his talons, a brochure of Rainbow Falls appearing in Crystal’s hands.

“Rainbow Falls has a brochure?” Crystal asked in disbelief before she read through it.

“We’re having the wedding in Jotunheim,” Freya stated firmly.

“I know that, I just didn’t expect all this,” Crystal replied, gesturing to the people around the room.

“No one does,” Megan giggled, shaking her head.

“And there’ll be even more guests at the next wedding if Vash or Toya ever work up the testicular fortitude to pop the question to their girls,” Bedlam remarked, filing his talons casually.

“Vash doesn’t even need to, they got him whipped already,” Freya teased.

“Then why doesn’t he get married already?” Crystal wondered.

“He’s afraid of commitment.”

“I’m right here Freya, and no,” Vash pointed out with a frown. “And no, I’m not afraid of commitment.”

“Then why not get hitched already?” Crystal asked Vash. “If you’re telling the truth then why aren’t you married already?”

“Well, first there was the fact that I left their lives for nearly a thousand years, then I had to wait a decade for Luna to return, and then there was waiting for her to get back to full strength after the elements hit her and now I’m trying to come up with a grand, over the top way to ask them… along with making three rings,” Vash rambled off. “Does that answer your question?”

“Yeah, it does,” Crystal said with a nod. “I can’t think of anything we can all do together other than get you settled in and prepare for the wedding.”

“Hopefully dad doesn’t take too long...” Freya muttered, buzzing her wings.

“He shouldn’t but you know how these things go,” Crystal told her and held Freya’s hand comfortingly.

“Yeah, even with the slow grind of politics, he’ll find a way to be here before you can say, boo,” Vash offered with a smile.

“I’m feeling tired so I’m just going to head back to your room, okay?” Crystal said.

“Alright babe,” Freya acknowledged, kissing her forehead.

“Let me know how everything else goes,” Crystal smiled and hugged her before waving to the others and slowly walked back to Freya’s room.

“So, the wedding is in Jotunheim. Are we going to have Jason’s Rainbow take us there? Cause that’s going to be rough with so many people,” Draigo wondered.

“Nah, we’ll just take the gate.” Freya shook her head.

“Ugh, I don’t like the cold,” Morning commented, bristling on her lower half.

“It’ll be fine,” Valkyrie assured her.

“Says the one that’s completely warm blooded,” Morning muttered.

“If you don’t like the cold then stick near me and I’ll warm up the area around me to a more comfortable temperature without affecting the actual environment of Jotunheim,” Draigo said with a smile.

“Thanks,” Morning nodded. “One of the downsides of being a naga is that heat regulation becomes a concern. I constantly have to put a heat spell around myself in the winter otherwise I’d start hibernating.”

“Ah, my dragons and I don’t have to worry about that, but that does seem to be a pain to worry about when the weather turns cold,” Draigo said with a nod.

“Pro tip, don’t mess with anything like that, you’ll piss my dad off,” Freya commented, “And you know, the rest of us who are actually from there.”

“So, even if it’s just enough to keep those that can’t stand constant cold warm and doesn’t melt anything I’ll still piss him and others off? That’s harsh,” Draigo said with a shake of his head.

“I dunno, how would you feel if someone went to your ancestral home, and decided to start fucking with its enviroment?”

“I’m not messing with the actual environment. Just keeping people from freezing and hibernating during your wedding. So, excuse me for trying to keep your guests happy and awake,” Draigo said defensively.

“Like I said, it’ll be fine,” Freya said, waving him off.

“Yes, I’ll just need a few layers to cover up my tail,” Morning offered. “I wouldn’t want to disturb a place sacred to the family just for my comfort.”

“Alright, is there a place where we can just go all out with our abilities or let off some steam somehow?” Draigo asked. “Or maybe just a scenic area to fly around?”

“Yeah, Nifelheim.”

“So, this world has nothing to see when you’re flying around outside?” Draigo asked curiously.

“You’ve seen one Equestria, you’ve seen them all.”

“I have a feeling you’re generalizing a bit too much there,” Vash offered. “Though I guess some landmarks are usually the same,” he admitted with a shrug.

“Well, I’m going to go flying if anyone would like to join me,” Draigo said as he stood up and looked for a way to the outside.

“I’d join you, but I can’t fly,” Vash commented, pointing out his wingless back.

“Are you fine with riding on the back of a dragon?” Draigo asked.

“Nah, I don’t have any problem with that,” Vash said. “I’ve already ridden on the back of a Noivern before.”

“Not sure what a Noivern is, but I’ll be able to fit you and your entire family on my back. So, you can bring whoever would like to come along for the ride as well,” Draigo said.

“Well then, I’ll go with you, it’s a rule.” Valkyrie moved away from the wall, stretching her wings.

“Sounds like it could be fun,” Bedlam said, slapping the Omnitrix symbol on his chest and reverting to Toya.

“Alright, would someone lead the way outside?” Draigo asked. “Everyone who’d like to join us. Follow us to the outside.” Valkyrie moved out of the room, leading the way.

“So, this is where Freya’s hive is located. Interesting,” Draigo said as he took in the scenery around them once they were outside.

“No, this is Valhalla formerly known as the castle of Two Sisters,” Valkyrie corrected.

“Your world is a lot different from mine then. This castle is all by itself in the middle of the Everfree in mine,” Draigo commented.

“We are in the middle of the Everfree.”

“Yeah, but we’re in a town right now and this castle doesn’t have a town around it in my world. It’s by itself,” Draigo said.

“If you wanna see something different, you should check out my world’s Ponyville,” Vash commented, walking up to Draigo. “It was the first place where changelings and ponies lived together. And it’s not even called Ponyville where I’m from.”

“Huh, that sounds like an interesting place. I’ll have to check it out if I get summoned to your world, Vash,” Draigo said as he looked around. “Now, is there an area where I can turn into a dragon without smashing anything that shouldn’t be smashed?” Valkyrie rolled her eyes, leading them into the forest. Once they were far enough into the forest, Draigo began to change. His armor became scales, claws, talons, and fangs. A tail and wings sprouted from his body as he went onto all fours. Once the light hit his scales a multitude of colors could be seen along his body. His eyes had black sclera, golden irises and slit pupils while his spines, talons, and teeth were serrated. Once he was done transforming he grew until he was fully sized and took up about a football field worth of space.

“That's highly inconvenient...” Valkyrie muttered, looking him over.

“My size, having to change into a dragon, or something else?” Draigo inquired in a deep, booming voice as he laid down and laid out a wing so everyone who couldn’t fly could get on his back.

“The size...” Valkyrie shook her head.

“Yeah, well, I can’t fit everyone on my back if I’m any smaller and I don’t care if you think it’s inconvenient.” Draigo replied.

“Don’t worry Draigo,” Vash started, climbing up and patting his back. “It’s not the size of the dragon, it’s how you use it.”

“Don’t need to be a dick about it,” Valkyrie huffed as she spread her wings, taking to the sky.

“Thanks, Vash. At least someone on this world isn’t insulting and criticizing my appearance and size. Is everyone ready for takeoff?” Draigo said as he looked over his shoulder at his passengers.

“All systems green, captain!” Vash said with a thumbs up, slipping a pair of orange tinted glasses over his eyes.

“Alright, let’s see what this world is like from the air,” Draigo said as he slowly beat his wings to gain altitude before flying after Valkyrie at a leisurely pace. Twilight’s tree castle loomed in the distance, with the half mountain of Canterlot resting on the horizon. “I hope the ponies don’t panic too much when they see me flying overhead.”

“You worry too much, I’m sure that the ponies here don’t just panic at the drop of a hat,” Vash assured him, patting one of his spikes.

“I’m sure you’re right, Vash, but they’re prey with intelligence. Their instincts should kick in when they see a predator like me flying around. I mean, I’m all for intimidating and frightening the ponies back home to help them get rid of their reliance on Celestia to solve their problems, but this is different,” Draigo replied as he flew towards Ponyville and Canterlot.

“I guess you make an alright point,” Vash admitted. “Just try flying in a nonchalant way?”

“Yeah, nonchalant. Okay, let’s gain some altitude as well,” Draigo said as he climbed to just below cloud level and tried to be nonchalant as he flew along. “Think Valkyrie is leading us somewhere or are we just flying around for now? I’m fine either way, though.”

“With Valkyrie it can be hard to tell,” Vash shrugged. “She usually just does whatever she feels like.” The fact of the matter was, no one really seemed all that bothered by the dragon, except for a handful of human tourists.

“Hey, do you see the humans down there or am I just hallucinating?” Draigo asked as he noticed the bipedal forms below him.

“Yeah, the tourism trade is booming,” Valkyrie nodded her head.

“Tourism? From another of the worlds in this universe or do humans naturally live alongside the ponies here?” Draigo inquired.

“They live on Midgard, ya know Earth? We’re on Asgard.”

“Right, that’s the name for earth in norse mythology. I wasn’t sure I remembered correctly,” Draigo said. “Why are only the humans worried about a dragon my size flying around?”

“My dad can turn into a million species, they’ve all seen worse.”

“Ah, right. Omnitrix. That makes sense,” Draigo said as he flew down to a more leisurely altitude to fly at. “What is it about your family that makes you criticize how I look whenever I show up? Jason did it, Chrysalis did it, and now you and Freya.”

“Hey, feel lucky the only thing Jason’s done to you is criticize how you look. When he was pregnant with Toya he smacked me through a wall,” Vash chimed in. “It took me forever to fix the damn thing.”

“Dang, that must have really hurt. Is he always in a sour mood then?” Draigo inquired.

“No, as he likes to say, he’s a bit of a dick. And the reason I got sent through the wall is because I was asking dumb questions while he was going through morning sickness.”

“I guess being a dick is genetic considering the impressions a few of his kids gave me,” Draigo said with a grin.

“You’re probably right,” Vash said with a chuckle. “Even Toya has his moments of being a dick.”

“Well, should we check out somewhere to kill some time?” Draigo asked.

“Sure, I’m up for anything,” Vash said, looking around at the landscape below them.

“Alright, Canterlot, Ponyville, or somewhere else? It seems like we’d be fine going anywhere, though. So, maybe just Ponville?” Draigo said as he looked around for places to land.

“Eh, Ponyville works, it’s a nice enough place even with tourists seeming to be everywhere.” Vash shrugged.

“Well, if you think about it. We’re kinda tourists ourselves right now,” Draigo said as he slowly descended towards an open area on the edge of Ponyville, landed, and laid down with a wing extended to let his passengers off. Vash and his group all jumped off, a few of them stretching their legs due to the slight discomfort that came from dragon transportation.

“We’re not tourists, we’re guests,” Vash corrected, putting his glasses away.

“Well, you’re not wrong, Vash,” Draigo said as he shrunk down to Vash’s size. “Any idea what that giant tree is? I’m not talking about Golden Oaks Library. The other one.”