Since the shouting tirade by one of Cosmic Compass’s supporters, things at Blubber King had been quiet. Well, busy actually. Business as expected had picked up immensely under the support of Farthest Reach. What Di was actually thinking was it had been quiet in terms of having to deal with any crazies. Since he had been hauled out by the police they hadn’t had another incident. Clearly though ponies really didn’t have much loyalty as long as food was available for them to purchase, she had observed a number of supporters of the Governors rival who sported shirts similar to the disruptive pony. It had put her and her staff on edge every time one entered, but all they wanted to do was order food.

“Di?”

“Yes Sunny?” Di halfheartedly replied, she was concentrating on a stock evaluation report she was preparing to send back to corporate and only half listening to what her employee was saying. The next words got her attention though.

“There is a pony who’s ordered a number of meals, but he says he needs some help carrying them outside. Apparently the pony who has ordered them is too big for the drive through and wants them brought out…”

“That drive through is rated for pads supporting ponies up to twenty thousand pounds in terms of their width. Must be an Equestrian visitor. Okay fine. You all say behind the counter serving and I’ll take the meal out with whoever has asked for it.”

When Di got to the front, it was actually surprising for her to see a relatively in shape stallion waiting for her with some sort of custom made apparatus across his back that had a large flat surface. Clearly it was for putting things on, Di wasn’t sure if it was for things besides food though.

“So uh? This for you?” Di asked, having the order placed on his back as she watched the pony struggle a little now he had a weight on it.

“No, please miss Di. Do I look like an eater? This is for my employer.”

“I see, the Equestrian outside?” she asked.

“Equestrian? No no. My employer was born on Sleipnir. Anyway, he’ll be hungry. Please can you bring the rest outside with me?” the stallion asked, turning around to exit.

“Alright. Wait how did you know my name and who’s your employer?” Di said, now filled with even more questions.

“Most ponies know your name for running this place miss Di. The second well...will be answered in a moment.”

She was surprised that she hadn’t noticed the gigantic mass of blorpy blubber almost blocking the street...almost. Outside on a humongous pad was a pony of such hefty size and weight that there was little left that actually resembled much of the original stallion, well, she assumed it was a stallion inside the fat prison of his or her body. Clearly the pad they were on was at its weight limit, it kept dipping to the side slightly and each time it did, ripples were sent through the body of the occupier, fat jiggling in response to the jolts it made trying to keep the weight aloft.

She watched as the unnamed pony who had been in her store got on a smaller pad nearby and was lifted up towards a small hole around a spare tyre neck and simply dumped the food inside it, bags and all. He didn’t even bother to unwrap the food as it vanished. Di watched as the pony on the pad ate. No actual eating was visible but its whole body shuddered in delight as the food was consumed, the fat rippling in pleasure as the food was digested and eventually after only a moment or two completely eaten. She did hear a very obvious sound of enjoyment as an “Urrrrrrpppppp!” erupted from somewhere in the neck hole where the ponies head was sunken in.

The stallion who had fed him returned to her side. “He’ll be satisfied now for around ten minutes. He wants to speak with you.”

From the side of the pad a small drone detached with a holo-screen that flickered into life in front of Di’s face. It was dim, but clearly somewhere in that neck hole was lighting so that the stallion’s face could be lit up. There was no chance of speaking face to face when the face of who you were trying to speak to was buried in such a huge amount of fat.

“Excellent...bwarrrpppp!..Just as good as I thought it would be. Although it lacks enough calories. No wonder ponies are still so small.” the stallion said with a food-stained grin. Di surmised cleaning flotsam from around you maw was pretty impossible at his size, she could make out a number of food packages wedged in fat rolls that had clearly missed its target. “Di yes? I am Cosmic Compass. Apologies for one of my supporters invading your establishment a short time ago. They’re just as passionate about immobility as I am.” he said with another smile, stretched his mouth as wide as possible into his overly bloated cheeks that pressed against his face.

“No trouble. The police took care of it. So what brings you here. You know we support Farthest Reach of course.” Di replied.

“Indeed. I may be unable to see normally but technology is so wonderful is it not? I can see that your establishment firmly supports my opposition. A mistake of course.”

“We’ll see. Wait, was that a threat?” Di asked, she wasn’t a fan of them in any situation, especially after already having dealt with one crazy supporter. What if he had more?

“A threat? My dear no. You misunderstand. You’re supporting the clear...uuurrraaaappp!...excuse me, loser in this race! Farthest Reach can’t fatten up the citizens of Sleipnir fast enough! Look at me! I can show them exactly what they can become. ‘Bigger Than Equestrians!’ is my next motto. Catchy huh?” Cosmic Compass replied, another small burp finishing his sentence.

“I see, and if everypony on Sleipnir is a great fat immobile blob who is going to feed them and keep them alive?” Di asked, a serious question.

“I already said technology is wonderful Di. Who needs ponies like you serving up food the old fashioned way when we can automate everything? I see a future where ponies as big as mountains are fed like the Princesses back on Equestria. Mutual gaining I call it! It will be glorious.”

“Isn’t that a fetish thing?”

“I’m sorry?”

“Never mind...uh. So you really think that Farthest Reach is done for? He’s doing rather well still in the polls. In fact, aren’t you behind him by quite a margin?” Di recalled, she wasn’t hugely politically interested but she knew that much at least.

“Not after my next public broadcast, then everypony will know what I can do for them. As you know already my supporters are very passionate about gaining.”

“Still, you’re behind because ponies still have brains you know. They might be obsessed with gaining but even they can see that some promises are impossible to fulfil. I’m one of them.”

“I can see that, which is why you still sadly support my opposition. Watch my broadcast and everything will become clear. For now, I need another meal and I’m on a tour of the colonies establishments. It was nice meeting you Di, maybe next time that ugly decor on your fine establishment will have come off.” with that and a final food-stained grin the drone switched off the broadcast from within the fat mass of Cosmic Compass and retreated back into the pad. The stallion who had been next to Di had his pad coupled to the larger one of Cosmic Compass and Di could only assume he was now piloting him to his next destination. It was all very curious, it did make Di smile though as she watched the pad dip from side to side as it traversed its way down the street. She was expecting to see some sort of news story in the coming days about him being stranded.

She went back inside and piloted her own way back to her desk. Ponies were swayed easily. All Cosmic Compass really had to do was say “Look at me, I’m huge, you can be this huge too if you elect me.” and Di was sure that would be enough for most, bar the logistics of actually feeding a population up to his sort of size that was currently the reserve of the rich and a few outliers. She made a note to see what the plan he had was and another to keep an eye out to see if more ponies came in with clothing that supported him. She had a feeling Farthest Reach had a bit of a battle coming up and as per the agreement she’d do whatever was needed to make sure the deal was met. Di never went back on her words.