"What the hell is a Special Sompony?" Tumor asked in a confused manner. He still hadn't completely figured out how the lingo here worked, seeing how most of it was dumbed down as if he were living in a children s cartoon.

Carrot Top was a bit taken back by his reply, she was at least hoping for a straight answer, but instead he just asked her what she meant. "I wanted to know if we could make our little relationship official." She explained, wearing a nervous smile on her face.

Holy shit, he thought to himself. This woman is looking for a commitment. Instinctively his brain demanded he say no, but when he opened his mouth the words didn't seem to come out. It was like something was keeping him from saying what he wanted. Maybe it was the wrong answer. He took a minute to think about it.

The silence was eating her alive and she was silently praying he would give her the answer she so desperately desired. She wasn't sure why she felt this way about him, but she couldn't help it. The feelings only seemed to get stronger with every passing day and now she felt like they were going to be crushed by the unbearable silence between them.

Tumor took a deep breath before finally deciding on an answer. "Fuck it, why not."

Not exactly the way she wanted to hear it, but for him that translated to yes, so her excitement finally exploded. She practicaly lunged herself over the table and forced him into an embrace. "Thank you,thank you so much!"

Tumor looked around the room, once again all eyes were on them. "Sweetheart, you're starting to attract a little bit of everyone attention." She didn't seem to care so he jumped to the next best thing. That being to raise his middle finger at all who watched them and mouthing the words Fuck Off.

"So, you think you can help me out Rare?" Jack asked after finishing his order.

She was silent for a moment as she looked over the actually rather expertly sketched clothing he requested. "It will be a challenge, with your stature and what not. But, I am more than up to face it. I just need to get your measurements and we can get started."

Jack stood up straight and tall as Rarity levitated a role of measuring tape over and stretched it across his limbs.

As she collected the length of his body and wrote them down she imagined his appearance in the new attire he requested. "I must say that I think I will prefer this new look you're going for over the one you have now."

"What's wrong with the look I have now?" He asked somewhat offendedly.

"Well, first off the red color of your pants are heavily faded, not to mention they look two sizes too big for you. Your shirt is filthy and just because you have a muscle tone doesn't mean you should go around showing it off like you're some sort of brute. That doesn't exactly earn you a very positive judgment."

"Well fuck those assholes, they can judge me all they want. I don't give a shit."

"Then why are you looking to change so much?" She asked curiously. If he wasn't doing this for the public eye then what was he doing it for?

He thought for a moment, "I'm not completely sure, somethings just been nagging me for the last couple of days that it's time for a change. I figured this would be as good a thing as any."

She hummed to herself as she listened to him, "Well, if I might make a suggestion, you could also do something with your hair." She commented, watching him reach up and run his fingers through the discolored rats nest on his head. "Your roots are showing quite heavily and a here in Equestria we have this thing called a hairbrush. I would recommend investing in one." Rarity walked over to a nearby table, levitating several fabrics to her and getting started on his order.

Jack looked in a nearby mirror. She was right, his hair was a mess and his blonde roots were making themselves known beneath the shitty black colored disaster. He looked like he hadn't showered in days too...which was kind of true. "Rarity, do you mind if I use your shower?" He asked, suddenly starting to feel a bit self-conscious about his appearance.

"Of course dear. It's upstairs. help yourself to whatever you need." Thank Celestia he asked, she was heavily debating on whether or not she needed to take him outside and spray him with the hose.

"...Also, what do you know about cutting hair?"

Finishing repairs on the house was fairly easy with all of the Sebastian clones working in relative harmony with each other. In a matter of hours the house looked brand new and the clones all turned to smoke, flowing back into the original that stood in the living room, scanning the house with his eyes and making sure everything seemed to be in place. "I believe this should be adequate. Now all that's left is to purchase furnishings. Then this place can be a proper home."

Before he could continue his thoughts he felt a slight tugging on his pant leg, prompting him to look down at the naked mare by his feet. "Hello, Sebastian." Maud said in her usual emotionless tone.

"Maud, it's unlike you to be so under-dressed. Is the room to hot for your liking?" He asked with a genuine concern for her comfort.

"No, in fact I just figured since you were being so open about your body that I could do the same."

He quickly examined his body, completely forgetting that he was completely topless. He had been so busy working it had slipped his mind that he had tossed his jacket aside. "I guess that is understandable. However, I feel I would need to bathe soon. The work from today has left me with a rather unclean feeling."

Maud grabbed Sebastian's leg and forced him down to his knees. Once he was at her level she rose to her hind legs and forced him down with her forehooves. "Maybe I want you to be dirty."

"This is quite the change in character for you, my dear. Are you ill?" He asked, wanting to make sure that what she was doing was truly in her best interest.

"You brought me into a house full of clones of you, it's been getting me rather excited since I came in this morning." She explained, before licking up the side of his neck. "Not to mention how your wonderful figure seemed to glisten the more you worked. You've been unintentionally teasing me all this time."

[Okay, this is about to get weird, let's leave them alone...How about we go see what Tumor is doing? Yeah, that'll be good.]

Derpy buried her head into her pillows, doing her best to down out the sounds of aggressive coitus coming from just across the hall. "This has been going on for hours, sheesh how do they survive?" She grumbled to herself. She eventually found her room completely noiseless, allowing her to both sigh in relief and contently drift back to sleep. [You're welcome, you adorable bastard. If only she knew that they wouldn't be done for another couple of minutes. Oh well, the poor girl needs a break.]

*Waits*

Tumor exited the bedroom, leaving a now exhausted Carrot Top to plummet into dream land and sneaking away to the outside world. He took a deep breath of the fresh air. It was weird how things here seemed to be settling down and how his life was improving as time rolled by. Part of him felt bored because of this, but another part was enjoying it, it was happy that things seemed to be going back to normal. Like how they were before the blast, before the beast, and before Cole. Minus the whole colorful horses and magic and shit, it was like he was human again and living in his parents house with little to nothing to worry about.

He was pulled out of his thoughts as he saw a ball of fire shoot into the air and dive toward Twilight's castle. "What the hell are you doing you fucking hot-head?" He asked himself before deciding to fly over and see what was up.

Tumor walked into the castle, looking around for any sign of his brother. Finding nothing he figured the next best thing to do was to look for Twilight. He found her in the kitchen getting a late night snack. Some sort of weird vegetable sandwich.

"Hey, Twi," He began, making her yelp and jump slightly, "did you see Jack come in?"

Twilight put a hoof to her chest and started panting. "Sweet Celestia, Tumor. Haven't you ever heard of knocking. You scared the living daylights out of me. No, I haven't. Why?"

"I saw him headed this way, figured I'd see what he was up to since everyone at my place is dead asleep." He explained.

"Last I heard he was at Rarity's, said he needed something made."

"Oh...you think he decided drop the whole fucking clown thing and look normal for once?"

Twilight did her best to stifle her laughter, but was finding difficulty in it. "Hey, don't be mean. He dresses however he..." Twilight's face suddenly turned to one of shock as she stared pass Tumor.

Tumor found her behavior a little odd and turned around only to share her expression. Wide eye'd and slack jawed he stared at his brother in complete and utter shock.

Jack stood only inches behind his brother donning something way too new for his brother psyche to bear. He had on a pair of brand new black running shoes and fighting gloves, covering his legs were a pair of well fitting blue jeans, his torso donned a clean black sleeveless shirt and a uniform fit black leather jacket which he left unbuttoned. They could have looked at those with only minor issues, but the real kicker was his hair. All of the black had been shaved off, leaving him with short blond hair that looked almost gold in the light.

"I see your mouths are open, but I don't see a cock in them. Seems like a self-defeating purpose if you ask me." Jack quickly said, wanting to get his insult in before whatever verbal hell they were going to unleash came to light.

"what the fuck are you wearing?" Tumor asked, "You look like some wannabe Eminem, you faggot."

"First you don't like the clown suit and now you're gonna talk shit about this?" Jack asked, tightening his fists.

"At least that didn't make you look like a fucking poser." Tumor was suddenly met with his brothers powerful fist slamming into the side of his head, causing him to fall to the ground slightly dazed.

After recollecting her thought Twilight walked over to Tumor, leaning down to his side so she would be in his line of sight. "You kind of deserved that."

"Fuck you, book horse." Tumor replied, placing a hand to the side of his face where a small bit of blood had been drawn, which told him that his brother was wearing rings beneath that glove. Keep that in mind, he mentally demanded.

Twilight moved from Tumor's side to Jack, looking up at him with a slight blush on her face. "I think you look very handsome, Jack."

Jack looked down at the friendship princess with a smile. "Thanks, book horse."