The next day found my belly back to normal, as well as a trio of ponies I’d had the pleasure of being pleasured by chatting together at the dinner table. I was a little disappointed that my hijacker had left, but I suppose I couldn’t just keep it in forever, as much as I wanted to.Still, I got up and joined them for breakfast. I decided to cook up some fried eggs, despite none of us needing physical food. Changelings could still taste it though, which meant they were treated to a delicacy, especially when I made some bacon and toast to go with it.

Bacon was the first thing gone from my plate, mainly because I didn’t want Peeko to keep trying to steal it.

“So, uh… is it just me or does having everyone who’s screwed me in the same room feel kinda awkward?” I said as I sat down at the table.

“Is that true Shinkiro? I didn’t know you were into...” Widow said teasingly.

“Real form has one, so no, i'm not. And i would appreciate if you didn't say such things around Peeko, Summer.” Shin replied. I chuckled.

“Sorry. So, uh… yeah, sorry about how rude Eclipse was. Getting shoved into control was not pleasant… for either of us.” I apologise, mainly to Widow and the slime pony.

“Wait, you have multiple personalities?” The slime asked with a confused look. I blinked.

“What? No, I have multiple souls. The other one’s a broken fragment of the Nightmare that once possessed Luna.” I replied.

“Eep!” said slime literally melted into a puddle in fright. Not at the mention of Nightmare, but of Luna. I stared for a second.

“...What?” I asked, confused.

“She was the one who lead the hunts!” she squeaked in fear.

“Oh. Well keep in mind she’s as weak as a little filly right now.” I said, hoping that would comfort her. The puddle on the floor eventually stopped quivering.

“R-Really?”

“Yeah, when the elements ripped the Nightmare out of her, it took all her magic with it. She’s still recovering, and regrets everything she’s done to hurt anything.” I said.

The feeling of getting glomped by a slime was weird, but not unlike when you get hugged in a pool.

“Thankyouthankyouthankyou!” Peeko soon joined in by hugging my face again.

“... Not that I don’t appreciate the hugs, but I don’t even know your name.” I said to the slime.

“O-ocean Breeze.” she replied. Before I could reply however, someone knocked on the door. The changelings present immediately threw on their disguises.

“Come in.” I called out. The door opened, revealing that it was Soul who was knocking.

“Summer? Girls said something about…” Soul said, stopping when he noticed the situation I was in and stared for a second. “Ok, I don’t even know what I was expecting, it’s always something weirder than the last time.”

“What, weird? Dude, it’s just thursday.”

“Really, another changeling?” Widow lamented, as both her and shin let their disguises drop. Soul for his part only jumped a little, before shaking his head and fully entering.

“No, he’s just a very weird ex-human. He was actually that filly from yesterday.” I replied.

“Summer, both of those are practically top secret information, you let them slip again and you’ll be going someplace cold.” Soul said with threatening undertone.

“Well I’m sorry you have trust issues.” I said sarcastically. “I could give a damn about that being secret.”

“Ummm, who's that?” Ocean hesitantly asked.

“Name’s Soulfire, call me Soul.” he said in his normal tone, before switching back into threatening one. “And I have reasons to keep that down, Summer. Don’t make me regret trusting you.”

“So the scary stallion is really a cute little filly? How adorable!” Widow squeed.

“It’s the other way around.” Soul groaned. I giggled.

“Hey Soul, should I tell them it only happens when you die?” I asked, while making it blatantly obvious it was just a taunting way of telling them.

“Strike two! Get a third one and you win a ticket to Moon express!” Soul said slightly angry, though I just giggled in response.

“What? I asked this time.” I said.

Please don’t. I don’t want to go back to the moon… Eclipse begged. I sighed.

“Alright, fine. My lips are sealed.” I said before shifting into myself with a zipper on my mouth. Ah, the magic of shapeshifting.

“That’s at least something.” Soul muttered. “I only came here to make sure you were alright, girls had some concerns about you because of yesterday.”

“Like what? I got the Poison Joke cure. All that happened was me walking away heavily pregnant with a slime. I even talked with them… and I think Fluttershy’s interested in Widow.” I said, confused about their concerns.

“Oh Dear. You mean the shy little yellow one?” The arachnide changeling said with a smile.

“Yeah, that’s her. I told the girls about how I got so stuffed, and her nosebleed turned into a jet.” I said with a giggle.

“I might just have to oblige her.”

“Ughh… Is that all you can think about Summer? All your weird kinks and fetishes? You know what? I don’t care, I came to check on you and you are obviously fine. Unless any of you have anything against it, I’m leaving.” Soul said, already turning to the door.

“Why don’t you stay a while, we’ve got bacon?” Shinkiro asked.

“...Why? Why do you want me to stay? You obviously have a lot of… changeling matters to talk about or something.” Soul said after a moment of hesitation.

“Oh, no Deary, it was a social visit.” Widow said, before Peeko turned to look at Soul with an expression that would make anyone feel like a horrible person for saying no to. Soul tried to resist for a few moments before finally giving up and walking to the table.

“Fine, you win. Still don’t know what you want me here for.” Soul said as blue flames washed over his body, darkening his fur and making his eyes slitted. “What, you are without a disguise, I thought I would follow suit.” Peeko was right in Soul’s face just… staring at him intently.

“Peeko. Why you being so creepy?” I asked. She pointed at soul's face without breaking eye contact. I intensely stared at the intense staring contest, waiting for a real answer.

“You don’t like my face?” Soul guessed. Peeko giggled but kept staring intensely. “Alright, you win.” He relented and blinked. Pekko startled giggling and clapping, and backed off.

“So, Soul, do tell. What brought you to Ponyville?” Widow asked

“Keeping an eye on miss walking apocalypse over here.” Soul answered and pointed at me.

“Really? She doesn’t look like Pinkie on caffeine.” she replied. I sighed grimly.

“If I die, so does the world. It’s part of a deal I made to get here in the first place.” I explained.

“Oh…” Widow said, now look a bit glum.

“W-wait, t-the world going to e-end!?” Ocean stammered out, latching onto me like a barnacle.

“If Summer get’s killed, then it’s pretty much it for the whole world. Real dumb decision on her part if you ask me.” Soul calmly said. “I never got half of your names by the way.”

“O-ocean B-breeze” The slime replied

“Widow.”

“Pleased to meet you.” Soul politely said.

“Breeze… you seem a lot more shy than when you dominated me.” I stated inquisitively.

“I was angry, you woke me up…” She replied. I nodded.

“Ah… Well I wouldn’t mind if you ever decide to do it again.” I said with a smile.

“So, Soul, tell me…” Widow spoke up. “Do you like being the pretty little filly?” That question prompted a subtle eye twitch from Soul.

“I don’t mind that form from a personal standpoint, what irks me are limited access to magic and how others tend to see me. But playing the blunt and highly observant to annoy those that dismiss me can be fun.” He replied, glancing at Shin.

“How cute! Maybe I should baby you next time that happens!” Widow squeed. Shinkiro sniggered at her response.

“Don’t.” Was Soul’s sole response to that. I could tell he’s getting annoyed.

“Okay, I can tell the jokes overstayed its welcome.” Widow said, still chuckling a little.

“Thank you. Now, what even brought this odd gathering on?” Soul asked.

“Basically, yesterday.” I answered.

“Right, all because you just had to go and pick a Poison Joke flower. How did you dispose of that thing?” Soul said.

“I burned it.” I said, pointing to the burned flower in the vase I left in the center of the house.

“Good. And a warning for all of you, don’t try to hit me with a Poison Joke curse as a prank, or anything else. I have severe, violent and immediate reaction to it.” Soul warned.

“...Violent how?” I asked warily.

“Blast of coldness strong enough to freeze a wendigo solid. That violent, you wouldn’t get away in time.” Soul said with a serious look on his face.

“Have you actually tested that on a windigo? Or are you exaggerating?” I asked.

“I… never found a wendigo in the first place, but every measuring method available failed to record just how cold that blast is, always goes below the scale. Machines break and magic just… fails to get it.” Soul admitted.

“Wow, that is cold. I’ll take your word for it.” I muttered.

“Sounds like it could kill…” Shinkiro added. Ocean shivered at the thought of being frozen.

“Yeah, never actually tested that but all the data points towards it being able to. But you know Poison Joke, you can’t take anything for certain with that plant.” Soul said. Before anyone could say anything else though, a small cloud of smoke flew through a window and transformed into a small stack of papers in front of Soul.

“Um… Wow.” I muttered as I stared at the stack. “I’m afraid to ask what all that is.”

“Ughh… It’s paperwork Celestia keeps sending me. There is going to be more, so I probably should go now.” Soul groaned, but before he could do anything, another stack arrived. I winced as it arrived, already imagining how big it’ll get. Probably bigger than my belly yesterday. As Soul picked it all up in his magic and started to head towards the door, few more showed up, there was enough to stack it higher then he was, and it wasn’t stopping.

“Oh dear god… Here, let me help.” I said, jumping to pick up a bulk of it and rush to get it out.

“Thanks… but I think it’s too late.” He said as he pointed towards the window. There was a smoke cloud the size of our dining table squeezing its way in.

“Oh god i’m getting paper in meeee!” Ocean shouted in mock distress. I deadpanned for a moment.

“Well what do you expect me to do? I can’t stop that message.” I stated.

“I know. I shouldn’t have stayed.” He said, voice full of regret, as the cloud of paper-doom finally got in and started hovering above him. It stayed there for a second before erupting into a shower of paper and scrolls, completely burying Soul under literal mountain of paperwork. I sighed as I started helping dig him out. It took us about ten minutes to get him out from under all that paper and gather every loose bit of paperwork that flooded the entire room. “Thanks for the help, I’ll just teleport it all with me. I don’t think it’s a good idea to be lugging this much stuff across the town.”

“Good idea.” I replied. I turned back to the Shifter group and left Soul to his stuff. “So what now?”

“See you all later? Sometime...maybe?” Soul called out to us before his spell finished charging and he, and all of the paperwork, were gone in a big flash and a loud BANG. I noticed one got left behind though, and almost took it and teleported with it to him, but then I noticed who had written it.

“Oh well shit. Hang on, I’m gonna add this to the Flower.” I said, tossing the piece of shit to the vase. It burned on the way. “Heh… just what Blueblood’s trash deserves… Too bad he’s too important to kill.”