It took a few minutes of talking with zero results what so ever, and a bit of a temper-tantrum, but after casting a really, REALLY strong relaxation spell, the young alicorn agreed to talk to a psychologist. He has been contained in a small room with the best mental health doctor in Canterlot for several hours now. Twilight had long since departed, but Celestia promised to keep her updated on any progress or otherwise.

Now, both Celestia and Luna waited outside the door for the doctor to exit. In time the, brown unicorn stallion with a silver mane, donned in a tie and reading glasses, exited into the hallway. As he did so a loud screaming could be heard coming from within the room. When he closed the door though, all was silent. Sound proofing magic was a pretty great thing

"Well doctor," Celestia began, being very curious about the appearance of this alicorn and his mental well-being. "I hope that we can be met with some good news." She said, her sister sitting just opposite of her in silence.

"I'm afraid there will be no such news." The doctor replied, levitating his glasses from his face and cleaning them with a rag. "His human delusions seem to follow him down to the very core." He replaced his glasses and watched as the two mares frowned in unison. "We spoke of several topics and none were met with any positive results, nor separated from the psychosis. He seems very well convinced that he is from another world full of these human creatures and that he too was one of them. He spoke of his family; his father being a schizophrenic who had been charged for several counts of murder, and his mother whom he 'hates with a grueling passion.'" He explained, not helping to improve the mood of either princess.

Luna, as shocked as she was, put a hoof on the doctor's shoulder. "Was there anything else."

He nodded in response to her question. "The colt also spoke of several friends of his. Most of them criminals, drug dealers, drug users; Even claims to have lived in the sewers for a short while. He also shows signs of amnesia. There are several gaps in his memory, including that of his own name. There are subtle hints in some of his wordings that are commonly found in those who were molested at a young age, more specifically his open use of swearing and making threats of a sexual nature. Lastly; he is showing signs of schizophrenia, claiming the small voice in his head to be, and I quote, 'An annoying cock-lick who, at best, deserves to be raped.'"

The two alicorns were in a state of awe, how could something like this be running through a child's mind and just what kind of trauma could lead them to believe such horrible things. And on top of that he may have been molested!

"Your highness’," he continued, "you have found yourselves a very troubled child."

"Is there anything we can do to help him?" Luna asked almost pleadingly, showing an oddly large amount of care for this child.

"I'm afraid not. With the state he is in, all we could do is put him up in the mental ward, or simply hope that he comes to terms with his dark past and breaks this delusion." He finally finished, being sure to add one last thing before he departed. "However, if you choose the latter, then there is one recommendation I can give."

The royal sister leaned closer to him, listening intently as this may be the only way to help the poor colt.

"Give him that of which he did not have. In all of his delusions almost everything I found was negative. If you are to keep him, keep him happy. Show him that life is worth living and that things aren't as dark as they might seem. Finally, given the circumstance with his parents, give him love."

The doctor finally makes his exit, leaving the two sisters to speak among themselves.

"What shall we do, sister?" Luna asked almost pleadingly. "This poor child may be suffering as we speak!"

"I know, Luna." Celestia began, trying to come up with a plan of action. "If he were a normal child then the decision would be simple, but that's not the case. Alicorns don't just appear out of thin air." She continued, recycling idea after idea after having zero results in any outcome she could predict. "I wish there was a way we could at least help him break his delusion. Maybe then we would be able to identify his origins."

Luna's eyes scanned the area nervously, making sure that no pony else would be listening in on them. "Well, there is one way..."

Celestia shot her sister a curious look, unsure of what she about to suggest. "What do you have in mind?"

Luna swallowed, trying to formulate the best way to word this to her sister. "The doctor said that if we gave him love it might help free him from his delusions." She began, her front hooves taping themselves together as she continued voicing her idea. "We were thinking that...We could raise him as our child."

The elder sister's eyes widened in surprise. She knew her sister always loved the idea of being a mother. Back when they were filly's playing house in the Canterlot gardens, Luna was very insistent on being the mom. However, this wasn't a game. She would be playing a huge role in a child's life, and a mentally damaged one at that. While she had faith in Luna, her mind was still stuck back in a time far behind the present. This made her wary of some of her younger sister’s ideas from time to time.

"Luna..." Celestia paused, a look of concern working it's way on her face. She didn't want not say something that might hurt her little sister's feelings, but she had to know what she was getting herself into. "Are you sure this is something you could handle? This is a huge responsibility."

Without hesitation, Luna nodded in response. "We understand that much, sister. And we would be more than willing to take the necessary means to raise and nurse this child."

One of Celestia's brows raise at her sister. "You seem eager, sister."

Luna was caught off guard, but was cut off by her elder sister when she went to respond. "Luna, you must realize how important this will be to this child. You would be taking place of one of the most important ponies in his life."

Her expression became something of annoyance as she eyes Celestia. "We are well-aware..."

"He also may not willingly allow you to step in." Celestia continued, doing her best to deter her sister.

Celestia's attempts were in vain as Luna still held strong to the idea. "We will do the responsible thing and request the appropriate permissions. Should he decline, we would still be able to form a bond with him as a friend."

Seeing that she wasn't going to be able to sway her sister's mind, and she really didn't feel like getting into an argument, she decided that she would accept Luna's decision. "Very well, but I will be keeping an eye on him as well."

"We would expect nothing less."

That bastard! Putting me under a spell to get information out of me. That's fucked up! Hell, it should be illegal! Prick even strapped me to the bed when I started coming out of his bullshit mental voodoo! "Come on, God dammit!" I yelled to myself, struggling against the implements of my imprisonment, growling as I did so.

I don't know how I did it, but a light over my head lit up and the straps holding me down burst into flames. In less than a second they turned to ash. As curious, and confused, as I was, I couldn't focus on it right now. I have to get out of this fucking room. I jumped off of the bed and, much to my surprise, the door opened.

"Hello, young one." The blue alicorn greeted, offering me a warm smile. She closed the door and walked over to me, taking a seat next to my standing form. "Seeing how we never got the chance to make a proper introduction, we have come to do so now. We are Princess Luna."

I stared awkwardly at her for a moment, unsure of what to do, and finding it very odd how she would speak of herself in plurals. If I tried to make a break for it she could easily snatch me up with her voodoo, putting up a pitiful child act wouldn't do me any good either as there wasn't a single doubt in my mind that the psycho-fuckwit already told her everything.

"I guess we didn't...What do you want?"

"If you wouldn't mind our asking; Could you tell us about your mother?"

Why the fuck does she want to know about my mother? Fuck it, honesty has already brought me this far. "Who gives a shit? She was an annoying psycho-bitch and she can go die in a hole for all I care."

"Why do you say that?" She asked, looking somewhat pleased with my answer.

"Because she was an ignorant, single-minded, fuckdamn cunt who would look for any reason to argue and could never be wrong. Fuck her! Hell, the bitch has thrown me out more than once just because I called her out on her bullshit." My words were the complete truth, down to the T. I hated that woman more than I hated country music, and trust me, that's saying something. "Why do you even care?"

"Because..." She began, pausing and wearing a look that told me that she was nervous. Why was she nervous? Is she trying to ask me on a date? Great, another baby-fucker. Maybe I could break her shin and- "We would like to make you an offer."

"An offer?" What is this bitch getting at? What could she possibly offer me? Well, she was royalty. Maybe she would reimburse me for having a shitty family...I highly doubt that will happen, but who's to say that it can't be a possibility?

"Yes, an offer." She confirmed. "We would like to give you the chance to have a proper childhood."

Have a proper childhood? I guess I didn't really have what one would call a normal childhood. I mean, most of my days were spent either hiding from people who wanted my family dead or visiting hospitals because of my mental condition. From time to time I could sit down and watch a movie, but they were usually horror or slasher films. Not that I'm complaining, they were good movies, but I'm not sure if that's how normal children live their day to day lives.

She's planning something.

As much as I hate to admit it, Ol’ Jeffy has never steered me wrong and it's very rare that he ever turns out to be wrong. "I feel like there's some sort of catch here. What's your angle?"

Her eyes widened and she waved her hooves defensively. "No, no, no! There is no angle. It's just...We were wondering if..."

I tried to be patient for a good five seconds, but that was way too long! "Spit it out, woman!"

She swallowed, why was she so nervous? "We were wondering if maybe...you would let us be your mother?"

"Uhhh..." Holy shit, I have no idea how to respond to that. "Hold on a second." I said, turning around and pointing my muzzle toward the floor. "What actual fuck?" I said in a hushed tone.

Way to be put on the spot.

"What the hell should I do?"

Say yes

"What??? Why!?"

"Are you okay, Ebah?" I heard Luna ask from behind me. I turned my head to make sure she hadn't moved. She was still in the same spot, but she looked worried.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just one more minute." I replied, returning to my previous position.

There are two major works in play here, but only if you say 'yes'.

"You have five seconds to elaborate."

Would you use your fucking brain for once! If you agree to this you will be seen as royalty. You will have money, power, and anything else your heart desires. And if that doesn't satisfy you then there is part two, which is; you will be released from here and can search for a way to escape.

Well, skin me alive and have a fucking picnic on my crotch. He's right....again.

Aren't I always

I turned around to face the dark mare, clearing my throat. "After a bit of thought, I've decided that I will give it a shot."

Luna was suddenly wearing a smile that, by the laws of physics, should have ripped the very skin from her face. The next thing I knew, I was wrapped in her hooves, having the literal life squeezed out of me. "Oh, most glorious of days!" She practically yelled into my ear. "We promise to love you, and care for you, and do everything in our power to help you."

"Okay, good to know." I somehow managed to say, despite the lack of air or blood flow in my body. "Kinda being choked out here..."

Luna released me, letting me fall back to my hooves and take in a massive amount of oxygen. My breathing could only be matched by that homeless guy at the end of the street, huffing god knows what from a paper bag. "I apologize mine son."

Mine son? What is this, the dark ages? Regardless, I found it very weird how she was so excited to be considered my new mother, as well as how she's already calling me her own son.

"Also, if we might make a small request?"

Oh god, here we go. I'm freshly adopted and she's already looking to make demands. Fuck it, have at thee! "What?"

"Would you mind...calling us mother?" She asked, once again looking extremely nervous.

Again, I was unsure of how to react. Part of me thought that if I was going to play the part then I should at least play it right, but another part of me just felt weird about it. I already have a mother, granted she's in another universe and is a total bitch, but it still didn't feel right. "I...I'll think about it."

I know this wasn't the answer she was hoping for, but she seemed content with my wording. With a bright smile aimed directly at me, she picked me up with her voodoo and set me down on her back. "We understand, child. Come now, let us show you to your new room." She said as she carried me out of the small isolation chamber. "You shall be sharing with us for the time being."

Terrific...

Luna, who I soon learned to be the princess of the night, carried me down hallway after hallway, being sure to address what each one connected to, what certain rooms were used for, and where certain important things were; like emergency exits, the throne room, which I saw earlier, and the dining room where she claimed that they serve ANYTHING. That's good, cause I could really go for a burger right about now. This place should have them, it's a castle for shit sake, even Psyche Wards have burgers.

Once we got to her room I made sure to scan anything and everything. It was actually pretty damn cool. It was big with a dark color scheme, no surprise there, and the ceiling was very mesmerizing. It looked like I was staring up into space, the stars even moved. In the center of the room was a large bed, queen sized if I'm judging correctly, and the comforter had the same symbol on it that she bared on her flank.

I'm still trying to figure out if that's their version of a Tramp Stamp or not.

It was kind of cold for some reason. Not uncomfortably so, but enough to make me huddle into my jacket a bit. Then finally, there was a stained glass door that led to a balcony. All in all, it was pretty nice and strangely welcoming. However, I am more than sure that the balcony will end up being a means of escape at some point. I can only hope that, by then, I learn how to use these wings.

"Welcome to our room, Ebah. We hope it is to your liking." I wasn't always a fan of the color blue, In fact, I hated it for the longest time. This earned me some questions in the past; ‘If you hate blue so much, then why do you wear a blue jacket?’ To break it down to its simplest form, I look damn good in blue. This mare also pulled it off pretty well. The room was tasteful with its designs and coloring, but after staring at the ceiling for a bit I was starting to feel nauseous. Note to self; eyes to the floor.

"It's interesting...I like it." This made Luna smile.

"We are so glad." She said, carrying me over to the bed and using her magic to set me on the edge. "A quick note for you; We are the princess of the night, therefore we will have to run the night court until sunrise. We are sorry to say that you cannot be with us during this time." At first I wasn't sure why she was bringing this up so suddenly, then I looked out the window. It was getting dark fast.

"Aww, that sucks." I lied! This got some kind of a reaction out of her. She was upset that I couldn't be with her, but seemed pleased that I wanted to be.

She pulled me into another forceful hug. "We're so sorry mine son, if we could have you at our side we would."

Seriously, why does she speak of herself in plurals? This isn't right!

She released me from her grip of death and stared lovingly into my eyes. Creepy as fuck! "But we shall not leave you by your lonesome."

...What?

Luna walked outside the door, calling out to one of her guards. When she came back in she was followed by a grey, HOLY SHIT! IS THAT A FUCKING VAMPIRE!?

The grey mare, clad in royal dark armor, entered behind Luna. She had a dark purple mane with a silver streak going down the left side. Her eyes were practically glowing a bright green color and she had slits for pupils.

Luna smiled at the mare before speaking. "Good afternoon, Garnette." She turned her attention back to me. "Ebah, this is Garnette, one of our thestral guards." She explained before turning her attention back to the thestral. "We would appreciate it if you could watch over our son whilst we tend to the night court."

Garnette nodded and looked over at me with a smile that flashed her fangs in my direction. "I would be delighted to." She replied, walking over so she was standing just a few inches from me. "Aren't you just the cutest."

BACK, DEMON!!!

My new mother squee'd with delight before giving me one last hug and taking off for work. "Goodbye mine son, mommy loves you!" She called out from the hallway, the door shutting behind her.

Now I'm just sitting here with this possible creature of the night staring at me. However, her smile faded away as she looked to the door then back at me. "Listen kid, I treasure that mare; so if she wants me to watch over you, I will. But I want to get a few things straight; I am not here to be your friend, I will not play with you, clean up after you, and I'm definitely not changing you."

She's got quite the mouth on her, doesn't she? I think I may grow warm to the idea of making her carcass into a lampshade.

If this freak of nature thinks that she's gonna get away with talking to me like that, then she's got another thing coming. "No, you listen, bitch!" She recoiled slightly, likely surprised at my colorful vocabulary, as they called it. "I don't appreciate that sassy little attitude of yours, so you can either close your fucking mouth or I'm gonna sew it shut, cock-breath."

Once the initial shock vanished from her face she started grinning at me. What, does she think that just because she's bigger that she has an advantage...cause that's kind of true, but I won’t go down that easily! "Aren't you the naughty one. You better watch that little trap of yours or I'll have to put you over my knee and spank you."

"Sweetheart, threatening me with a good time isn't gonna get you anywhere but in my bed." We had a brief stare down before, and for reasons I don't quite understand, we began to share a laugh.

...Yeah, I don't understand it either...

"Wow, you're definitely not like any other child I've seen before. Cheeky little bastard." This is kind of weird, first we were insulting each other, now we're talking as if this were completely normal interaction.

"I feel like I should be getting that a lot more often. I gotta say though, you're the first blood-sucker I've seen all day." I added, still ready to sock her in the jaw should she go for my neck with those sharp teeth of hers.

"Oh, fuck off." She said with a giggle. "So what's so special about a brat like you? I've never seen the Princesses just running around with foals and calling them their own before."

"Believe it or not, I'm actually an alicorn." I replied, earning me a gasp and a pair of wide eyes staring directly at me.

"You're joking."

"I know, surprised me too. See for yourself." I turned to my side, allowing her to have access to my jacket. She slowly reached over and lifted it, quickly taking notice of my small wings. I can't really explain why I was being so open with this random pony/vampire thing. I just have the strangest feeling that I can trust her. Which is weird, seeing how I normally don't even trust my own friends with something as mediocre as my birthday.

"Well smack my ass and call me a carpet muncher, you weren't joking." She seemed genuinely surprised by this. "But I can't imagine that being too comfortable." She let my jacket fall to my side before moving over to one of Luna's drawers and rummaging through it. After she found what she was looking for, which turned out to be a pair of scissors, she walked over, holding them in her wings.

"How the fuck can you hold shit in your wings like that- Wait, you're not gonna fuck up my jacket are you?" She rolled her eyes at me and put a hoof on my shoulder.

"Just shut up and let me do this."

Arguing against a vampire who was twice my size probably wouldn't work out too well in my favor, so I sat still and let her violate my favorite accessory. After hearing a few snipping sounds I felt a sudden release of tension in my back. A few more snips and that feeling doubled. I looked behind me to see that she had made small incisions in my jacket, just big enough to allow my wings out into the open.

I had to admit, it felt a lot better than just having them pinned down to my body. "Alright, you've won me over." I said, laying down on my back. "You may ravish my body if you so choose."

The mare almost cried with laughter. It's good to know that making the girls here laugh was much easier than back in my world. They all would just assume I wanted to sleep with them. Sometimes I did, but other times I was just looking to get some sort of reaction for my own amusement.

I got back up into a sitting position and waited for Garnette to calm down, feeling pretty happy that I had met someone like this. Or would it be somepony...I don't know, everything here is weird. Nevertheless, I was happy to have met this mare. Finally, someone/pony I could talk to with a sense of humor. "If only the princesses were like you, man. That would make my stay here a hell of a lot easier to deal with. But nooo, they think I'm delusional."

"Why would they think that?" She asked, "You're just a little brat with with a filthy mouth. I'd say that's a plus."

"I told them I was from a different world."

"Excuse me?" She asked, cocking an eyebrow at me.

"Let me explain..."

"So after passing out in a bathtub, I woke up in an alley, found out I was a horse, made my way to a group of mares and pretended to be a lost colt so I could get something to eat, then all hell broke loose when one of them offered to take my jacket. I was sent to Twilight, who brought me to this castle, was forced to talk to a psychologist, Luna offered to be my mother, I was introduced to a vampire, and now here we are."

Garnette stared at me blankly for a few moments. Which led me to immediately assume she was thinking the same thing as the others. "You don't believe me do you?"

"Well, you have to admit, it does sound a bit far-fetched."

"Maybe to someone who actually lives in this world, but I'm telling you, that's what actually fucking happened. They all think I lived some fucked up past! Granted, they're not wrong, but I didn't live it here."

"Assuming your story is true, it would definitely explain your eyes."

I'm sorry, but what the fuck..."What about my eyes?"

"Call it a thestral's perception, but you're eyes are old. Older than you at least."

Okay, so maybe she's the crazy one. I'm just an innocent victim of circumstance. "That reminds me, how old am I?"

She put a hoof to her chin and squinted her eyes at me, observing my body rather closely. "If I had to guess, I'd say maybe eight or nine."

"Okay then, let's just assume that I'm nine. That's one extra year closer to being my actual age...Which is a full fucking decade away!" I placed my head into my hooves. "Even in my world I was diagnosed paranoid schizophrenic, I know in all reality I am a bit delusional, but this is fucking crazy! And all I can do is sit here and hope I wake up from this goddamn nightmare..."

"Is it really so bad?" Garnette began, "I mean, think about it for a second. You had a shitty childhood back in your world, now you're in a completely new one and you have the chance to have a much more enjoyable one. And if that wasn't good enough, you're a fucking alicorn! You're literally royalty now."

"I know, and I should feel great about it, but I don't. It just doesn't feel right, you know? I'm in a completely new world, with completely new bullshit to have to deal with, and on top of that, everyone already thinks I'm nuts!"

I heard the mare sigh as she got up and walked closer to me. "Look, you're clearly not a normal colt. You're mind is older than your body, this much I can see with your dirty mouth and sex drive."

"Sex drive?"

"I've seen you looking at my ass, don't pretend that you haven't been."

Shit, she saw that? Oh well, at least it's helping to improve my case, I guess. "Alright, you caught me. What's my punishment? Please, let it involve handcuffs...or hoofcuffs? I don't know, shit here is weird. Anyway, what are you getting at?"

She shot me a toothy grin before continuing. "What I'm getting at is; You need to calm down and milk this cow for all it's worth. And, if you need somepony to talk to, just come find me. I'm not gonna judge you for being a foul-mouthed little cunt-waffle. If you need a friend, I'm here for you, little one."

This bitch is mocking me! "You can go right to hell. But, thanks. I guess it'll be nice to have someone to talk to that isn't some brain-dead, child humping, psychologist."

"My point exactly. Now, you need to be getting to bed."

"We just went over this. I'm nineteen, I don't need to go to bed!"

"Your brain may be nineteen, but your body is nine and you look like hell."

"That's probably just alcohol poisoning." Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised. I went completely nuts at that party. Fuck it, if I die it was for a good cause.

"Would you just lay down and go to bed, you little prick!"

"Fine!" Might as well. Who knows, maybe I'll wake up back in my world. Even if I don't, tomorrow is another day.

Author's Notes:

Just for fun, I'm going to make at least one reference in each chapter. If you can spot it, then you'll get a cookie :P
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