Jack wandered out of his room donning his usual attire; Baggy red cargo pants, a sleeveless black shirt, and a pair of running shoes. However, he decided to change up his look a little bit. After a quick trip to a couple of stores in Ponyville, he managed to find black and white face paint which he used to cover his face. He set down a white base over his features and used the black paint to add a hawk-like design over his eyes which a long spike that going from the top of the design over his eye brow and up to his forehead, he then repeated the process with his other eye. After that he put a simple black dot on his nose, and finally a smile that looked like it would belonged on the mouth of a scarecrow. He made his way out to the throne room, seeing that both his brother and Twilight were sitting there talking about god-knows-what. It was probably something nerdy, Tumor was a bit of a science freak when it came to certain topics. Hard to believe from a guy who claims to be christian. Jack took a seat in one of the chairs and put his feet up on the table. "Hello, ladies, what are we talking about?"

The two looked over at him and their eyes became wide, Twilight's out of confusion, Tumor's out of irritation. "Did you really have to paint your face?" Tumor asked in an annoyed tone.

"I don't see why it matters," Jack started, "I'm still better looking than your ugly ass."

"You realize that we're twins, right?' He asked, thinking that maybe Jack was just drunk or something.

"Yes...but I'm still prettier regardless."

"Why did you paint your face?" Twilight asked after letting out a light chuckle, being genuinely curious about his reasoning for this.

Before Jack could answer, Tumor stepped up to take his spotlight. "It's part of his stupid fucking clown religion."

"Excuse me, bitch?" Jack added, being slightly offended by his brother's rude remark. "Last time I checked it was my religion and it goes off of the same principles as yours, only slightly more complex. So why don't you watch your fucking mouth before I come over there and punch your god damn teeth in."

"Yes, because dying, going to a dark carnival in the sky, and being judged by demonic-looking clowns is more believable than simply being judged by God and going to heaven or hell." Tumor threw in sarcastically, only further annoying the clown man on the other end of the table.

"Just what the fuck are you getting at, you blaspheming prick?" Jack just wanted this to end without a fight, he didn't want to have to repaint his face after beating Tumor's ass, too much hassle.

"You sir, are a fucking freak. You always have been, you always will be. Your so-called religious views are garbage and they're stupid." He stated, believing that he had won the argument.

Jack put his hands up as if to emphasize his next words, moving his hands as he spoke. "So hold on. Let me get this straight, okay? I like to wear face paint like a demented clown to represent a family built on loyalty and trust, okay. But, you fuck horse...and somehow, I am the weird one."

"Go fuck yourself, Jack."

"I mean, I never would have thought you'd do some weird shit like that. I mean, I've suspected you of being gay a few time, but to have sex with an animal..."

"I mean it, shut the fuck up!"

"I never would have thought someone in my bloodline would do something that disgusting. But hey, at least the horses can talk here and that just makes it so much better, doesn't it?" As he finished his insult Tumor jumped over the table at Jack, but he managed to catch Tumor and slam him into the ground. "You got a three ring dark carnival coming your way asshole, and I'm the motherfucking ring master!" Jack raised his fist to the air and brought it down only for it to barely touch his brother. Jack could feel his energy as well as the very life in his body being sucked out of him, he could feel himself dying by his brother hand, him and his bioleaching ability. Jack fell over and Tumor climbed on top of him still draining his energy.

Tumor was too blinded by his anger to stop attacking his brother, but finally stopped when he felt something solid slam into him. The force alone was enough to launch him across the room, but the brutal thickness of whatever hit him made his body feel as though it was met with a wrecking ball. Tumor managed to pull himself to his feet but not before being pinned to the wall by one of the throne chairs surrounded by a purple glow.

Twilight flew over to Tumor, holding him against the castle wall. She stood atop of the floating chair, glaring daggers at the energy conduit as she pressed a hoof to his chest. "Look here, jackass. I don't know what your problem is, but I will not tolerate you acting like a wild animal. If you don't like something than you can just leave the room. And, if you don't like Jack, your brother, your blood, the man who convinced me to let you stay here because your loud mouth got you kicked out of your other place, then you can fuck off and leave!" Twilight hopped off of the chair and let it fall to the floor releasing Tumor from his small prison.

He stared over at her, beyond shocked at how she dealt with this situation, but above all he was angry. He wanted nothing more than to finish what he started, but there was a part of him that was kicking him in the head. This wasn't supposed to act like this anymore, he was falling back into his old patterns and it scared him. Tumor walked out of the castle and took off into the sky.

Jack pulled himself up, despite being damn near dead he managed to hear what had happened. "Damn, girl...Never would have thought you'd have it in you to actually turn into a raging bitch." He chuckled weakly at his own remark before falling to his knees, still not being quite strong enough to function properly.

Twilight trotted over to jack and put a hoof to his chin, lifting his head so he would be able to look at her. "Are you okay?"

Jack noticed that the tone she was speaking in was a bit off, it sounded sad. After his vision started to clear he could see her eyes watering up. He couldn't understand why, but he figured he'd just drop it and answer the mare. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just need to get the fire rekindled is all."

"I can't believe he would do this to you, he was about to kill you..." Her tone seemed to only get worse as she spoke.

"Don't worry about it. The guy might be a bastard, but he wouldn't kill me."

"But he-"

"No buts. Just drop it, okay?" He waited in silence for a moment, but eventually Twilight nodded. "Try not to let it bother you, alright. The guys like the the fucking pope when it comes to religion, Tumor's got a much larger stick up his ass and no kids to molest."

Twilight chuckled. His remark was disgusting, but she was starting to get used to his weird sense of humor. She found herself staring into Jack's eyes, becoming mesmerized by the bright orange rings within them, but something in her head clicked and she came back to reality. "We should probably get you to bed."

"Yeah...sure..." He felt a little weird about how Twilight was staring at him, and what was worse was that he could feel himself staring back. He started to wonder if unicorns had some weird magic that plays with people's minds. Was this purple horse going to rape him using mind control? Never-the-less, Twilight helped Jack get to his feet, balancing him with the use of her own body. Once he was up they stumbled over into his room so that he could rest from the days stressful and draining events.

Sebastian floated effortlessly, practically pressed against the ceiling so he wouldn't be noticed with Maud held tightly in his arms, Tumor floating beside him with a grin on his face. Sebastian looked over at Tumor, Maud's gaze following. "Remind me again what the point of this was?"

"I would like to know as well." Maud commented, her curious thoughts being on par with Sebastian's.

Tumor looked over at the two, quietly shushing them. "Jack thinks that this will help bring Twilight out of her shell?"

Sebastian and Maud looked at each other, both giving each other blank stares, but somehow it seemed like they knew what the other was thinking. "We do not quite understand the logic behind this."

"Okay...uhhhh, fuck. Remember how back in our world whenever Jack looked at someone he could always tell if they were good or bad?" He asked.

"I remember," Sebastian replied, "It became a very useful skill in a majority of our missions."

"Well he's convinced that, despite Twilight seeming so innocent and shit, that their is a bad girl inside of her." He explained, using air quotes to emphasize the words 'bad girl'. "So he's trying to put her into positions where she has to stand up and basically become a bad-ass in order to draw that side out of her. He thinks that the more she uses it and the more he forces her into a fucking thrill-seekers paradise, the more she'll open up the to the rebellious side of her."

Sebastian and Maud looked at each other again before facing Tumor once more, this time Maud being the one to speak. "Your brothers past accomplishments are admirable, but I do not see how doing this will allow Twilight to open up to what he considers a more 'exciting' life."

Tumor shrugged. "I know it doesn't sound like it'll work, but give the fuckin' guy a break. He may worship a bunch of clowns in a floating ass carnival in the sky, but he's managed to pull of the impossible more than once." Tumor thought back to all of the times where they had been in a bind that even he couldn't get them out of. Jack would always be the first to rise up and take the challenge head-on and whenever they tried to stop him he would always look at them with a smile on his face and say 'Watch me make a fucking miracle happen.' Tumor sighed, he was happy. His family might be a bunch of homicidal freaks, but he figured that it was better than being alone. His thought were interrupted with a loud bang, like a door being slammed and he looked back down to see if he could find out what had happened. Sebastian and Maud doing the same in turn. Suddenly Jack and Twilight walked back to the table and Tumor could not help but facepalm.

Twilight looked fairly normal, her purple fur was bright and clean, her wings were well preened, and her horn still looking like it could kill a man if used properly. As many horns could. But, she had a slight change to her features in the last five minutes. When she walked out standing by Jack's side, the resemblance they held was slightly disturbing to Tumor. Twilight was now wearing a layer of white paint over her face, complete with a small black circle over her nostrils, a long smile, and a star over either of her eyes.

The three stared in silence as the two sat at the table, talking and laughing about god-knows-what. Maud lifted her head, looking at Sebastian then Tumor, then back at the two seated at the table. "That's hilarious." She said in her normal flat tone.

Author's Notes:

That's right, it was all a cruel ploy to fuck with her head. Deal with it, bitch!