Luna collapsed on to her bed. Court had been the very definition of a long day. Hours upon hours of sitting around and listening to the snobby nobles complain about such pointless garbage has left her both exhausted and annoyed. But that part of her day was over and now she could kick back and relax.

She would prefer to partake in such spoils with her mate, Ryan. Laying in bed beside him and snuggling up to his hairless form. It sounded absolutely wonderful to her right now. But, alas, he was not here.

The reason being because he was simply getting bored of just sitting around waiting for court to end so he would have something to do. So he came up with a few ideas on how to keep himself busy. Then the day came when he finally found a way to keep himself preoccupied long enough for court to end, and even give himself a little something in return.

In short, he got a job. Small-time construction, mostly just a few minor repairs on the homes of the lazy nobles. He had requested this job from Celestia several days ago and explained that, back in his world, he was taught how to do a number of repairs and even build small structures much like the ones in Ponyville. Minus the hay for rooftops thing...And the houses that appeared to be made of candy.

Celestia agreed to give him a job in construction and he was on his merry little way to being an honest worker again. The work was taxing and slowed him down a bit throughout the days, but it kept him from being pent up in the castle, being bored for hours on end, and allowed him to go out and meet new ponies.

The ponies at the jobsites were not only interested in him and what he was, but also his relationship. Rumors about Luna finally finding a suitor was spreading faster than herpes. Almost everypony had heard and they were starting to ask questions. With him finally being out and about, these questions instantly became directed at him.

At this very moment, Ryan sat on top of a building in Canterlot, surrounded by a small group of stallions. They were asking questions like; whether the rumors were true or not, if he came from a far away world, and yada-yada-yada. This would go on for hours almost every day. It didn't matter if he was working, or in the bathroom trying to take a piss. They were always there trying to pick his brain for information.

Luckily for him, the work day was coming to an end. Soon enough he'd be able to stop answering the same questions over and over again and be able to head back home to his gorgeous marefriend. Right now, all he wanted was to curl up in bed with her and snuggle the day away. He knew that sounded cheesy, but he was content with the idea and fully intended to make it happen.

"Alright, slackers!" A firm and powerful voice yelled from the ground below. Rusty Nails, was his name. He was Ryan's new boss. Despite being kind of an ass, he was a good stallion. All he really wanted from his workers was loyalty, dedication, and a willingness to work. As long as the job got done and was done right, he was happy. "Pack up, it's time to head out!"

Ryan hopped up from his spot on the roof and made his way down a tall ladder, being careful not to let anything drop from his tool belt. His body was covered in dirt, debris, and sweat. Lots and lots of sweat.

This didn't bother him though. Being able to go out and do something always gave him a certain feeling of satisfaction. Like he actually did something good for the world and he wasn't just some waste of space.

It's nice to know you serve a purpose.

Just as Ryan was about to start walking back to the castle, he heard a strange noise coming from behind him. He turned around and saw nothing but a simple bush. It rustled a couple of times, telling him that there was something hiding in it.

If this isn't the most obvious set-up, I don't know what is. We've seen enough horror films to know exactly where this is gonna go.

Knowing that walking over there was likely what somepony wanted him to do, he simply shrugged it off and continued making his way back to the castle.

Before he could even take more than a few steps he felt a light stinging in his arm. His eye lids became heavy and trying to continue walking was almost as hard as lifting a car with your bare hands. He looked around, but saw that everypony was already gone, no one was there to help him.

Seeing no pony around he drowsily investigated the stinging, poking sensation in his arm, finding what looked like some kind of dart sticking out of it. "You've gotta be...ffffuuckin...kidding...mrrr."

Ryan's body collapsed to the ground with a light thud.

Luna continued to lay in bed, awaiting her mate's arrival. After some time had passed she decided that after a log day of work the both of them could use a little bit of relief. She got up out of the bed and after a bit of searching she managed to find a black, see-through, night gown and removed all of her clothing so she would be wearing nothing but that.

She walked over to look over herself in a nearby mirror, analyzing all of her curves that could be seen almost perfectly through the thin material. Just looking over herself was making her excited. The way the gown hung loosely over her body, how her large breasts caused the chest region to bulge out some with her nipples forming small pointed ends at the tip. The way her thighs would shake whenever she swayed her hips was almost hypnotizing, causing her to do it several times.

The show she was putting on for herself soon came to a grinding halt as she felt a sudden shiver run down her spine. Something was wrong; something was very, very wrong. Thoughts of Ryan began to flood her mind, and not in the way she would have liked just moments ago.

She closed her eyes, trying to focus on nothing but him, using her thoughts to try and communicate with him.

Ryan? Ryan, are you there?

She received no reply, leading her to assume that he was unconscious. That was the only time he wouldn't respond to her mentally calling out to him. With that being the case, she should be able to track him. She focused even harder, wanting to find him as soon as possible. However, she could not get an exact location. This must mean that he's moving. But how could he be moving if he's...

"SISTER!"

Oh my God...Don't throw up, don't throw up, don't throw up...

Ryan's eyes just barely opened enough to register that he was sitting in a chair before he turned his head to the side and began emptying his stomach contents onto the floor beneath him.

Fucking Hell!

He lifted his head up, doing his best to ignore the pain that became ever-so present in his gut. It was almost like that night he spent at his friend Don's place. Everything started off fine and dandy; there was topless women, soda, liquor, everything you needed to have a good time.

Unfortunately for Ryan, that was the day he found out that his body REALLY hates vodka.

One bottle was shared amongst everyone there, but no one had the guts to even get started on the second one. To him, that was a challenge. So he popped off the lid and chugged it until there was nothing left. This stupid decision led to a night of laughing, crying, burying his face between some girl's thighs, then eventually passing out on the floor and waking up naked in the bathtub.

I still remember the taste. Never again will anything that is salted caramel apple flavored ever touch our lips...EVER!

Snapping himself out of his own thoughts, Ryan looked up to see that he was in a very dark room with dim green lighting in every other spot. That was the first thing he noticed, the second thing was a pair of glowing green eyes staring directly at him. He started to struggle, leading him to discover one more thing. He wasn't just sitting in a chair, he was tied to it.

Son of a whore!

"Don't bother struggling." An odd feminine voice spoke out from the darkness. Likely coming from whatever was watching him right now. The voice itself was weird though, like two people were talking at the same time, almost perfectly in sync. "You'll never be able to break out of those bonds."

The green eyes that watched him moved closer and a light picked up from atop of its head. Standing before him was a tall black mare, if you could even call her that. She looked like she was some kind of humanoid bug, what with the rough looking skin, the almost bee-like wings, and...

She has holes...all over her body...that is fucking hilarious.

Ryan could help but snort as he looked her over. Her body was actually rather attractive. Large breasts, slim stomach, large waist, likely to accompany a pretty nice ass. But, the idea of her having random holes in her limbs was simply too amusing for him to not find it funny.

Bet money she's had at least one guy in every hole on her body.

He couldn't hold it back any longer, Ryan started busting out laughing, causing the mystery mare to flinch in confusion. She couldn't understand why he was laughing. Usually when something looks at her it becomes terrified beyond all belief. But, this thing was laughing at her!

Her expression turned sour and she leaned closer to the human, so close that her muzzle was nearly pressed up against his nose. "Silence, you cur!"

"I-I cant!' He said between laughs while struggling to breathe. "It's just too much!"

She pulled herself back and growled at him as his laughing fit started to calm down.

"Okay! Okay...mhm..." He coughed to clear his throat, an amused smile still plastered across his face. "I'm sorry. Where are my manners? What's your name, sweetheart?"

She raised a brow at him. Even now, he doesn't seem the slightest bit frightened by her appearance. In fact, he looks like he just walked out of a theater after seeing the funniest comedy act known to ponies. "My name is Queen Chrysalis. I am queen of the-"

Guess that explains why she looks like a giant bug.

The queen's words were interrupted as the human started laughing...again. What was it that he found so amusing about her. "What is it now?" She asked in an annoyed fashion.

Ryan didn't reply, he couldn't. Instead he continued busting out in guffaw while stomping his feet as best as he could. Before too long, the so-called Queen delivered a rather painful punch to his jaw.

Luna started rubbing at a spot on her chin that was beginning to feel a bit sore. If she weren't so focused on developing different strategies and tactics to the guards on how to rescue her mate, she would have sworn that somepony had come up and flicked her really hard.

She rose from her seat and approached the commander of her guard, a thestral by the name Shadow Beam. "How's the plan coming along commander?"

Shadow rose up from his seat as she approached and bowed. "It's coming, Princess." He said, raising to a full standing position. "I believe I have come up with a plan that should get us in and out with minimal casualties."

Luna nodded, but there was something else here, there always is. No good plan comes without some sort of downfall. "What's the catch?" She asked, looking to skip passed all of the bullshit so he could get right to the point.

A drop of sweat worked its way down his stoic face, showing just how nervous he really was with the information he was about to pass. "Well, in order to do this right. We would have to move slowly, your highness."

She glared at him, urging him to explain himself with her eyes.

He choked slightly before speaking. "W-we want to do everything we can to bring Prince Ryan back safely, so we must be subtle in our pursuit. Which means we would have to drag out our approach as to not be discovered."

"For how long?" Her voice was filled with venom as she asked this, leaning closer to her commander.

"Um-uh..a couple...of...days..."

The room seemed to grow much colder as he said this. Luna's eyes stared directly into his; one of them twitching, which only succeeded in frightening him further.

Ryan managed to bounce back quickly from that last hit, but something told him that there was no way in hell he was walking away from this without a black eye.

Girl's got one hell of a hook.

After hitting him the first time, the queen began questioning him about all kinds of things, mostly about Canterlot. The questions consisted of the status of the guards, their defenses, and any change in structure to the city. The only thing he really knew about any of this were a few select buildings that he had worked on. Everything else was just going in one ear and out of the other.

He didn't know anything about Canterlot's defenses and the only thing he knew about the guards was that they stood as still a statues. The only time he would see them move was when they blinked and even that was a rarity. It was actually kind of creepy. They kind of reminded him of mannequins.

Honestly, Ryan had a huge disliking for mannequins. He always felt like any one of them could be a real person just playing themselves off as some sort of beauty prop.

As time passed, more unanswerable questions were asked, more punches were thrown, and more laughs escaped Ryan's lips than anything else.

Before too long, Chrysalis became fed up and left, abandoning him in the dark crypt of a room.

The queen growled as she made her way back to her chambers. "What could that crazy princess possibly see in a buffoon like him!?" She asked no one in particular, mostly just speaking to herself. "He's clearly an idiot; he's lived there for months and doesn't know a single thing about it!"

She kicked open her doors out of anger and took a seat on her bed, angrily! "How can something be so dense!? His only good quality is that pretty face he has and now it's a bleeding mess!"

She paused to take a breath before letting her body fall down onto the bed. "No matter, everything shall go according to plan." She babbled on to herself. "The princess will come looking for her little boy-toy and we will be ready to apprehend her. After that, nothing can stand in my way."

Ryan sat in relative silence, still bound to the chair. Not much else could be said. He was stuck and really had no way of getting out. All he could do now was listen to his own thoughts.

So, let's recap! She asked us questions about stuff we don't know, beat us harder than a limp dick, then stormed off all pissy cause that's just how queens are.

"Yep, pretty much."

We've taken worse, this aint shit.

"Mhm." He hummed, actually sounding rather unphased by everything that had just transpired.

Well, since we're stuck here we might as well have a little fun.

"How do you suppose we do that?"

I have a few ideas.

Two changeling guards stood outside of the room where Princess Luna's mate was being kept locked up. Their queen had demanded that they make sure he does not escape. The only ones allowed to enter would be her and the occasional changeling to hose him down and feed him so he wouldn't die, nor smell like a barn animal.

Things were pretty quiet once their queen left to go back to her room, but that ended quicker than they expected as the creature behind the door began chanting something very odd. It's voice echoing through the halls.

"Ooga chaka, ooga, ooga, ooga chaka. Ooga, ooga, ooga chaka. Ooga, ooga, ooga chaka. Ooga, ooga, ooga chaka."

They both looked toward the door, occasionally glancing at each other with a questioning gaze. Neither of them knew what was happening. Was it calling for help? Getting ready to cast a spell? Summoning an ancient evil?

"I, I'm hooked on a feeling!

I'm high on believing!

That you're in love with me!

I'm hooked on a feeling!

And I'm high on believin'

that you're in love with me!

Said I'm hooked on a feeling!

And I'm high on believin'

that you're in love with me!"

The two guards groaned in unison, knowing that whatever this thing was, it was not panning on being pleasant. It's obnoxious yelling/singing was already giving them a headache. It shouldn't last too long though, it's gotta get tired at some point, right?

"`You and me, baby, aint nothing but mammals!

So let's do it like they do on the discovery channel!

Do it again now.

You and me, baby, aint nothing but mammals!

So let's do it like they do on the discovery channel!

GETTIN HORNY NOW!

Bada, bum, buda, nana, nana! Buda, bum, buda, nana, nana!"

The guards were practically bleeding out of their ears as the creature continued to assault their brains with it's never ending list of songs. Each one becoming either more obnoxious, annoying, or just plain dirty than the last.

One of them finally snapped at. "Will you shut up!"

"Hey, fuck you!" Ryan screamed back at them.

A smaller female changeling approached the guards, carrying a silver platter with fresh fruit on it in her hands. "Um, excuse me." She shyly spoke, earning the guards' attention. "I'm here to feed the human..."

The guards nodded and allowed her entry, using their magic to open the door for the small changeling.

She walked in, nearly jumping at her own shadow as she made her way to the tied up creature sitting just a few feet from her. "Hello...I'm Silver. I'll be feeding you today sir..."

Ryan stared awkwardly at, what he could only assume was a child. She walked closer to him and grabbed an apple from the tray she was holding and held it out in front of his face.

"So...Silver, right?" He asked, taking a bite out of the apple. It wasn't that bad actually. He was assuming that the fruit was drugged but, seeing how he wasn't passing out, his assumption was wrong. Thank God.

She nodded, keeping her arm held out so he could eat. "Yes, I'm supposed to come here and feed you so you won't starve."

This was very odd for Silver. She usually felt so inferior around others, but for some reason she didn't feel that around this creature. Something about him seemed different; it seemed nice.

"Nice to meet ya." He said with his mouth full before swallowing. "I'm Ryan, Princess Luna's boyfriend."

"I-I heard." She replied with a smile. "It must be fun to be dating royalty."

"It's alright. I mean, she can be kind of a bitch sometimes." He chuckled at his own remark and smiled when he saw Silver giggling. "But, she's only like that when she needs to be. And trust me, I give her a thousand different reasons to every day."

Silver couldn't seem to wipe the smile off of her face. She was enjoying talking to Ryan. He was funny, weird looking, but funny. She would have to come down here more often to talk to him.

Author's Notes:

Sorry for the lateness. Been busy with work and life and such. I hope you all enjoyed the chapter regardless. Feel free to leave a comment below, comments make me feel special. That being said, I'll see you all in the next chapter. Adios!

Songs: Blue Suede- Hooked On A Feeling

Bloodhound Gang- The Bad Touch