The feeling of a warm blanket hit my senses when I woke up again. The lights were off and at present there wasn’t any pony in the room. It looked like any other recovery room that was almost exactly like someone would expect to be in a human hospital. There was a window to my right and by the looks of it Celestia was just now raising the sun. Sitting up in the bed with a light groan I checked everything and stretched a little. Again I felt fine, just a little stiff. Of course now I knew that her healing spell would be doing it’s finer touches for the next couple of days. Right now though, it looked like I was free to go, although I would ask the doctor first.

However, the first thing on the agenda was the restroom. So, I got up from the bed, immediately wincing at the stone cold tiled floor, and went into the restroom, that was about five feet in front of the bed.

Once done I quickly changed into my ninetales form in order to save my tootsies from getting cold. This form certainly has its advantages. Walking out of the room had me wondering which way to go. I didn’t know where the hospital was in Canterlot. In reference to the castle that is. However, if the layout here was anything like the human hospitals then at the end of the hall would be the nurse’s station.

Looking to my right there appeared to be a desk where two other hallways met and formed a “T”. So I turned right and headed down the hallway at a slow walk.

There was a light pink mare with a light blue mane and tail dressed in a nurse’s outfit sitting behind the desk. “Good morning,” I said softly to get her attention.

She looked up from what she was studying eyeing me like a typical nurse. “Morning,” she said a little stoically, “Can I help you?”

“Yes my name is Emmit,” I began, “and I was just wondering if it was alright for me to be released?”

She hummed while using her magic to flip through pages and after a minute she gave a “mhmm” then looked up at me. “Says here that you were brought in and determined that when the Princess bucked you it disrupted the previous healing that was still underway. You were coughing up blood, but sometime during the night it stopped,” she read out the report. “How do you feel now?”

“Fine,” I told her, “the third party healer paid me another visit and don’t worry I won’t get bucked anymore.”

She raised an eyebrow at me and continued in that stoic nurse’s voice, “By asking to leave I’m assuming that you don’t want to wait for the doctor’s approval?”

I nodded to her and shrugged my shoulders, “It’ll be no different than last time. Take it easy for the next couple of days while staying away from rear hooves.”

She narrowed her eyes at me, “You will need to sign a waver form.” She presented the form. I signed it. She took the form back, read it over and with a nod of approval she filed it away. “You are released, be careful and have a good day,” she told me.

“Thank you and good morning,” I replied while walking down the hall to my left toward the stairs at the same time wondering if she ever changes her voice from that annoying monotone. Once downstairs near the entrance I walked up to the front counter to ask where this hospital was in reference to the castle. It was just down the main thoroughfare from the castle about three blocks. If my thinking was correct then this morning would be the morning that Rainbow would be accused of sending that letter to Spitfire. Which means in about three or so hours they would be at a certain bakery to find out about a certain cake. I asked the stallion behind the counter where it was, which he told me that it was about five blocks down and seven blocks over. Which gave me enough time to get there while looking around the city.

It was a nice cool morning as the sun had just risen from over the horizon while I walked down the street. I also looked out for anything that seemed familiar from the show. Canterlot’s library and the School for Gifted Unicorns I recognized while walking passed them. Perhaps one day I could take a tour.

The battle with Blueblood spread within Canterlot and it was obvious through the looks they gave me. Some of them had obviously seen the fight between Blueballs and I. Some of them I recognized as nobles, which they didn’t give me any good looks. However, I did hear something.

“I say aren’t you that Emmit fellow that fought Blueblood?”

After turning around I recognized the pony, and the mare, standing now in front of me. It was Fleur de Lis and Fancy Pants. “As a matter of fact I am,” I smiled then tilted my head as if trying to recall something, “Aren’t you one of the good nobles...a mister Fancy Pants and Fleur de Lis?” Both of them smiled and walked up to me, while Fleur still draped over him.

“Then you are definitely a...uh...creature I’d like to meet and yes I’m Fancy Pants and my marefriend Fleur De Lis,” he said while holding out his hoof to me.

We shook hooves, or hoof and a paw, “Pleasure to meet you both. I’ve got two forms. This one is a fictional one from my home that isn’t suppose to exist. It’s called ninetales.” I wiggled each of them with a smirk, “One ability for each tail. The other is a bipedal form called a human.”

“It’s a pleasure for me as well,” Fleur said with a smile, “It’s not everyday that a stallion will let a mare have the last word.”

I chuckled with a happy smile at that and motioned for them to walk with me, which they did, “Well I wanted to considering what had happened between them before at the Gala. It seemed fitting.”

“I for one,” Fleur said with a flick of her mane, “am glad to see that there are true gentlestallions around today.” I responded with a slow nod and a smile in her direction.

“I say chap,” Fancy spoke up, “Would you happen to have time for a little bit of breakfast and tea?”

“I do yes.” From there I spent the next hour and a half having a very nice simple and elegant breakfast with Fancy and Fleur. They are even better than what was portrayed in the show. Fancy showed true class and silently applauded what both Rarity and I had to say. Fleur was happy to see a stallion fighting for a lady’s honor. And although we talked about a good many things, I kept from telling them about what could happen with Blueblood. An hour and a half later we had said our goodbyes for the day. Meaning I could make my way over to the bakery shop to meet up with Rarity and Rainbow. Because seeing Rarity do her detective stuff getting Rainbow off the hook was something I wasn’t going to miss.

When getting close to the store Rarity and Rainbow were already there. Rarity was already speaking with a mare outside of Cinnamon Chai’s, so not wanting to interfere I kept my distance until she was done. Wanting to see this is person was something to look forward to. Heck seeing anything from an episode play out in front of you was something to see.

“Who was the lucky pony?” Rarity asked while I myself was skipping above them on the rooftops. Landing softly on Chai’s rooftop my ears tilted down in order to catch the rest of the conversation with a grin on my face.

The mare thought for a second while cleaning a glass, “I can’t even say!”

Rarity got in close, almost nose to nose with the mare, “Why? Because it was somepony famous?”

“No,” the mare continued, “Because it was hard to tell.” She tilted her head and up slightly in order to recall the details, “She was wearing a trench coat, sunglasses, and a scarf around her head that covered most of her face. But I do remember she had a really deep, raspy voice.”

“What do you mean raspy?” Rainbow decided to stupidly ask.

“Well, kinda like yours,” the mare replied making Rainbow blanch at her with wide eyes.

“If there’s anything else you can remember, dish!” Rarity intercepted.

“Well, have I got a story for you!” the mare leaned on the table excitedly with Rarity doing the same, “They pony who bought the cake threw a big fit when she accidentally got chocolate ganache on her scarf.”

Rarity gave her a shocked look with a gasp, “That’s terrible! What color was the scarf?”

“White,” the mare replied then waved a hoof, “No, maybe more of an ivory.”

“You don’t say,” Rarity said quietly before Rainbow spoke up losing her patience, which was never that long to begin with.

“I can’t believe you’re talking fashion at a time like this,” Rainbow nearly yelled then walked up to her.

Rarity put a hoof against her friend comfortingly, “Rainbow, don’t panic. I need you to trust me.”

“Trust you, you’ve spent more time changing clothes than trying to help me. I’m doomed!” Rainbow cried out in hopelessness, but Rarity just smirked and started walking away.

“No you’re not, come on,” Rarity smirked walking back toward the coliseum where the Wonderbolts were located. That’s when I decided to make myself known. Choosing an alley between buildings down the street from them I leapt from one wall to another parkouring down to street level, then waited for them to pass by.

When the were passing by I chose that moment to step out and start walking beside them. Rainbow was too glum to see me right off, but Rarity did. I put a paw to my muzzle to shush her before she could say anything while slowly putting a couple of my tails over her to comfort her. Rarity knew and just smiled with a nod. It pained me to see the look of near hopelessness in Rainbow’s eyes. I didn’t even have to draw her close to me because she did it all on her own. As we walked Rainbow started walking almost against me. For a little bit I just let her take comfort in my presence.

“I’m doomed,” she finally said at last while gazing at the ground not really paying attention to anything.

“No you’re not Rainbow,” a smile adorned my face when I encouraged her looking down to her, “You just need to trust that Rarity knows what she’s doing.” After that it took Rainbow all of about five seconds before she stopped dead and looked up to me.

“Dude you’re out,” she exclaimed happily buzzing in place for a second, “Already?”

I nodded and kept walking while giving a wink to Rarity, “Yeah, my visitor paid me a visit again, so I left a little early. At first the nurse wasn’t sure, but after telling her that it would be nothing different than the last time I heard the doctor say to take it easy she let me sign the waver forms.” Then I winked down to both of them when Rainbow caught back up to us, “I’ll make sure to keep away from Celestia’s back hooves, plus to keep my quips down to a minimum.”

“I would say,” Rarity agreed with a nod, “it really wasn’t nice.”

I sighed slightly, “I know, but sometimes I can’t help myself. She left too good of an opening for me.”

Rainbow giggled and nudged me with her shoulder, “I wouldn’t mind paying some of that admission.” I just raised a curious, and a little devious, eyebrow at her. She just wiggled her eyebrows at me licking her lips, then sighed lowering her head again, “That is if I’ll ever get paid again. At this point I’m starting to think that I really did do it.”

When I faked confusion Rarity spoke up, “She’s been accused of sending a letter to Spitfire saying that her mom was sick and for her to come home just to get her out of the show. I’m investigating.”

With a nod I put a couple of tails around Rainbow again pulling her against me slightly, “Of course we know you didn’t do it. You would never do that, so trust in your friends ok?” Rainbow gave me a soft smile as we kept walking toward the coliseum.

When we got to the coliseum we saw two wonderbolt mares fly down and enter inside the private entrance right before we walked up. “We looked everywhere and we couldn’t find Spitfire anywhere, not even at her mom’s house,” one of the mares said after the door shut behind her.

“Where could she be?” came another voice that I recognized as Stormy Flare, Spitfire’s mom. We heard her right before we walked in.

Rarity shoved the door open with a bang dramatically with a hoof staring into the gathered crowd. “I have found the culprit,” she announced dramatically right after a thunderclap went off behind her. Oh yeah, it had suddenly started raining. Almost every pony there gulped at that while others just looked to each other quizzically in wonder. I was the last one in and shut the door behind me with a tail. Man they are soo useful. “Somepony sent Spitfire away and framed Rainbow Dash for it,” Rarity went into her monologue while strutting in front of Wind Rider and Stormy Flare. My own eyes latched onto Wind Rider like a hawk watching its prey. Luckily for me though all of the attention was on Rarity at the moment, so they really weren’t interested in me...yet. However, I put myself in front of the closed door, just in case a certain Wind Rider tried to make an exit. Which I highly doubted. He thought he had this in the bag, but I knew better. “And that pony was none other than,” Rarity paused here for dramatic affect then quickly turned around pointing a hoof at him with a hard glare, “WIND RIDER.”

Another clap of thunder struck outside lighting him up in the process helping to dramatize the scene. After a few gasps from every pony, except Wind Rider, Rainbow face hoofed, “Rarity I can’t believe you would accuse Wind Rider of framing me. He’s a living legend, for pony’s sake.”

Grinning like a Cheshire cat I was loving every minute of it.

“All the evidence points to him,” Rarity continued.

“What evidence could you possibly have?” Rainbow asked before zipping over to one of the cakes at the food table. “All you did was ask about cake, admire decor, and changed outfits a gazillion times,” Rainbow complained zipping back over to Rarity knocking off her hat.

“Let me explain,” Rarity began calmly putting a hoof to Rainbow’s nose then walked off passed Wind Rider again, “I never believed you would send Spitfire away. And when we found the rainbow hairs in Spitfire’s room, I could tell they didn’t fall out; they were cut!” She pulled out a small bag of Rainbow’s mane clearly showing the smooth lines of being cut from the whole, “No pony loses hair in a chunk. And look at the ends; it’s a straight line! They were clearly cut with shears! Which means somepony planted it.”

“Then when we were examining Spitfire’s room,” she continued by turning toward Wind Ride glaring at him, “I smelled something on the envelope. Juniper Phoenix! Wind Rider’s cologne of choice. Then, in the castle hallway, I noticed some of the damask curtains fell out of their velvet rope holder, indicating that somepony had been hiding behind them, perhaps after they dropped off the fake letter.”

“Juniper Phoenix is a very popular fragrance and anypony could have moved those curtains,” Wind Rider retorted defensively.

“Precisely why I questioned the castle guards,” Rarity used his retort to continue with her evidence, “They were at their post at the entrance to the castle hallway all night except for a small window of time when somepony brought them cake.” She started sashaying across the floor in front of him confidently. Damn she’s good. “A cake that was ordered by a girl pony with a raspy voice,” she continued, “whoever ordered the cake got a chocolate stain on their ivory scarf, and I couldn’t help but notice that Wind Rider’s scarf is tied in a tight Windsor knot instead of his usual loose slipknot. And why is that? Is it to hide...the chocolate stain?” Rarity yanked on the scarf exposing the chocolate stain for all to see while, I myself, was looking at him like a hunter looks at prey.

With a dismissive grunt he jumped down from his chair and up to the Wonderbolts, “This is preposterous. Wonderbolts, you don’t believe a word of this, right?”

“Just admit it!” Rarity walked up to him glaring at him again, “You’re as guilty of framing Rainbow Dash as you are at ruining that ivory scarf.”

“Fine!” he growled turning around to face her, “You caught me! I did it.

Rainbow looked at her idol in horrific shock, “But why Wind Rider? Is it because I took the last broccoli and you really really wanted it?” I couldn’t help but chuckle quietly because she really had no clue.

“No,” Rarity put a hoof to Wind Rider, which at first I thought that she’d punch him, “He was afraid that you would break his long distance Wonderbolt record.”

He growled turning to her, “Yeah that’s right. I thought that if I got Rainbow Dash out of the Wonderbolts forever, that my record would be preserved.”

“Really? That was the reason?” Rainbow looked at him with a shake of her head almost not believing what she had heard, “That’s soo not cool. I thought that you were the coolest pony of all time...until now.” She finished while hovering in place with her front legs crossed over her barrel.

He turned on her, “I did what I had to do to protect my record. Sometimes, you gotta play dirty to be the best.”

“That’s not what being a Wonderbolt is all about,” Rainbow rounded on him with a glare and landed on the floor.

“She’s right,” Soarin agreed now stepping up to Wind Rider, “Wonderbolts look out for each other. Which reminds me, where is Spitfire?”

“Should be near the Crystal Mountains by now,” Wind Rider grinned wickedly with a chuckle, “Yeah I wrote the letter pretending to be Stormy Flare saying that I had Pegasitus.”

SMACK

You know I had never seen a woman, of any species, just rear back and strike like that. Stormy Flare’s hoof strike had sent Wind Rider tumbling across the room and sliding to a stop against the far wall. With a few choruses of “ooh’s” when he was done sliding. Then all eyes were on Stormy Flare. She was literally shaking with raging anger.

Rarity and some of the Wonderbolts surrounded Stormy Flare to calm her down.

“What do we do now?” Rainbow asked softly.

“Wind Rider,” Soarin stepped up to the dizzy stallion on the floor and yanked off his Wonderbolt pin, “I hereby strip you of your Wonderbolt status.”

“But you can’t do that,” Wind Rider said weakly as he tried to look up at Soarin, “I’m the best that ever was.”

“Watch me,” then he turned to Rainbow, “Rainbow Dash looks like you’ll have to take his place in the show.”

“But,” Rainbow hesitated a second, “Spitfire...”

“No pony can get her in time I’m afraid,” he replied with a sigh.

When no pony said anything for a couple of seconds, I decided to make myself known, “Rainbow can.” Not surprisingly there was some gasps while most of the Wonderbolts stood up starting to form a line in front of everypony. Rainbow flew up and over them landing in front of me.

“But Emmit,” she started to complain to me but I shushed her with a smile putting a paw to her muzzle.

“I know you can get to her and back in time Rainbow,” I encouraged her, “You can do this. Fly high, higher than anypony has ever flown. Use the air currents as your superhighway.” Looking into her eyes I wanted her to see the trust, confidence, and fire in my eyes for her and her abilities. Out of the corner of my eyes I watched the rest relax while we conversed with each other.

“Even if I catch her, she’s still not as fast as I am.”

“Then be her wind breaker,” I smiled to her while opening the door, “Break the wind for her so she won’t have to work as hard. Tell her to stay glued to your butt the whole way.”

Rainbow looked at the door then to me.

“Go,” I whispered with fire in my eyes and voice.

Then, finally, that fire started to burn in her eyes as well as she steeled herself and was off in a blur of Rainbow colors. “That’s our Rainbow,” I proudly saw her fly off through the clouds hearing her signature Rainboom thunder in the distance. After a few seconds the sounds of hoof beats was heard in my ears. Rarity and Stormy Flare walk up beside me. I smiled down to Spitfire’s mom, “Don’t worry Misses Flare, they’ll make it.”

The only pony that didn’t stay in the large staging room of the coliseum was Wind Rider. He was escorted off the grounds and into the city shortly after Rainbow left. Which left us with everypony else and me.

^_^

“It’s an hour before show time,” one of the mare Wonderbolts said quietly while staring out the window where Rainbow had taken off.

“If any pony can do it,” Rarity encouraged, “It’s Rainbow Dash.” And true to Rarity’s word a few minutes later the door burst open with Spitfire walking in, along with an exhausted Rainbow.

“Spitfire,” Soarin, along with the others, rushed over to them, “I wasn’t sure if you’d make it back in time.”

“I wasn’t sure either until Rainbow started being a wind break for me,” Spitfire said happily and hugged her mother.

“Oh I’m so happy you made it back in time,” Stormy Flare hugged her daughter then turned to Rainbow, “Oh my dear, you’re simply exhausted.” Stormy Flare stepped up to Rainbow putting a wing over her letting her lean on her while she tried to catch her breath. Rainbow looked a little ragged with sweat nearly pouring off of her, feathers ruffled due to the long high speed flight, and panting up a storm. But she also had a mile long smile on her face as well. Her eyes held thanks in them as she met mine.

“Fleetfoot, why don’t you get some of my special vitamin water for Rainbow here,” Spitfire looked over to a light green mare with a white mane and tail. The mare nodded with a salute and took off to go get it. Then Spitfire turned to Rainbow with a smile of her own, “Because she is going to take Wind Riders spot in the show.

“Really?” Rainbow panted out.

Spitfire nodded, “Really. You’ve practiced with us, so you know the routine. Just drink up slowly and rest up before the show alright?”

All Rainbow could do is nod happily with stars in her eyes as she started taking sips of the water that Fleetfoot brought over. “Thank you Miss Dash,” Stormy Flare said to her while hugging her with a wing.

“You’re welcome,” Rainbow panted out the words as she was beginning to get her breath back. “I think I’m going to take a nap now,” she said after drinking the rest of the water before falling asleep.

A second later I had an idea, but I needed a towel. Or at least something to cover me up when I turned into my human form. Rarity walked up to me as I reached the two towels that were available.

“She really ran herself ragged getting Spitfire here,” she said with worry in her face, “I don’t know if she will be rested enough for the show.”

I just smiled to her and taking a quick glance around and seeing that she was the only one watching my body morphed into my human form. Rarity’s eyes widened when she saw my body right before I took the towels and wrapped them around my waist. It turned out that my human body was effected by the “power up” as well, which Rarity noticed. “That’s why I have a plan to help her.” I left Rarity there gawking slightly at me while I made my way back over to Spitfire’s mother and Rainbow. The other’s had left to make their preparations leaving just us four. Stormy Flare gasped up in shock when she saw me. Holding up a hand I knelt slowly and calmly, “It’s alright Misses Flare, it’s me Emmit, the Fox.”

“I didn’t know you had another form,” she whispered to me so not to wake up Rainbow.

“Long story, but for now why don’t we get Rainbow ready for the show ok?” I whispered back with a wide smile, “Would you mind preening her wings while I massage her muscles and joints?”

She still looked nervous because of my new form, but she did smile and nod, “It’s the least I can do for her after she worked so hard to get my daughter here.”

“Thank you,” I whispered a reply as I moved in front of Rainbow, “And don’t worry I’ve done this before.” Stormy Flare took care of Rainbow’s wings, which only took about ten minutes. She was taking her time and treated her as if it was her own daughter, which I smiled at. So when she was done with Rainbow’s wings, I was still working on her muscles. Mainly her wing muscles because of her long flight. True to being Rainbow she slept very soundly through the whole thing. Matter of fact it got both Flare and Rarity blushing when Rainbow let out some rather throaty moans as I worked on her. They smiled anyway.

It was about fifteen or so minutes before the show was suppose to start and Rainbow was still lightly snoring away. This time she was in my lap using it as a pillow with my fingers still slowly massaging away. Rarity and Flare were talking away quietly off to the side when the door opened and the rest of the Wonderbolts walked in. Naturally they all stopped and stared at me when they noticed me, and especially with Rainbow in my lap. Rarity excused herself from Flare and walked up to the group telling them about me and my forms, plus what Flare and I did for Rainbow. That took a couple of minutes. Then they fanned out while Spitfire walked up to us. “Gave her a massage huh?” she asked me.

I nodded with a smile, “Yes, ma’am. To ease and relax her muscles so she’ll be ready for the show.”

She raised an eyebrow curiously, “Any good?”

Obviously regarding my ministrations. I smirked taking one of Rainbow’s front hooves in a hand and raised it then let it drop to the floor with a soft thunk.

Rainbow still snored away.

Spitfire gave out a quick laugh when I looked to her rather smugly, if I do say so, “Wow, she’s in deep, but we need to wake her up.” When she said that I just leaned back to give Rainbow the room she would need when she got startled awake. “UP AND AT 'EM RAINBOW DASH,” Spitfire yelled out as loud as she could.

It worked as Rainbow got startled awake with a loud “Aaahh” of her own and hovering in the air looking around, “I’m up I’m up. What I miss?” There was some chuckles and giggles as Spitfire held up a hoof.

“Nothing yet Rainbow Dash,” Spitfire smirked, “That was just the best way to wake you up from your deep slumber he had you under.”

Rainbow looked at me for a minute as I wiggled my fingers with a smile as she landed, “Massaged your muscles while you slept and Misses Flare preened your wings for you.”

She smiled and hugged me, which was easy this time because I was still on the floor, “Thanks big guy.” Then she turned to Flare, “Thank you too ma’am.”

“You’re quite welcome dear,” Flare replied happily and I nodded in agreement.

“So how do you feel rookie?”

Rainbow checked everything like a pilot going through a pre-flight checklist then straightened up looking at Spitfire with a sharp salute, “Ready to go ma’am.”

Spitfire saluted back with a smirk, “Good. Now go suit up we start in ten.”

“Yes ma’am,” Rainbow said and started to trot off then stopped and turned, “Oh by the way captain, you have got to try his hands.” Then she ran off to go get suited up.

Spitfire chuckled then turned to me, especially my hands and fingers. I wiggled them teasingly. “You know I think I will,” she smirked at me, “After the show come to the locker room. We already have a table setup there and you can show me what you can do. If you’re good enough we’ll hire you. We always could use another masseuse around.”

“As you wish Captain,” lowering my head I bowed respectively.

She nodded, “In the meantime you, Rarity, and Misses Flare have a spot to take up in the Royal box.”

While I stood up my body morphed back into my ninetales form and took a bow toward Rarity and Flare, “Ladies, shall I escort you?”

Flare looked a little nervous, but Rarity calmed her down, “Now don’t worry Misses Flare. There is no safer place nor honorable a stallion...er fox...as our Emmit.”

“Alright,” Flare said with a giggle and started walking with Rarity. Of course I took the rear and followed them from the backstage room toward the royal box up in the stands.

It was early in the evening, so Luna was there as well as Celestia, which they both greeted us when we walked in. “Stormy Flare, Miss Rarity,” Celestia beamed at them when they entered, “Glad you could join us.” Then she saw me and looked at me a little bit sheepishly, “Mister Emmit, I’m glad you are feeling better.” Rarity and Flare both said quick greetings and took their seats on the other side of Celestia. By the look in her eyes I could tell that she was feeling somewhat guilty about kicking me.

I couldn’t have that so after walking up to her I smiled and licked her lips slightly, “Don’t worry about it.” She snorted slightly when I licked her lips and got her nose a little but her mood had brightened. Moving to the other side of Luna I sat my rump down, “How are you two doing?”

“I’m fine thank you Emmit,” Celestia said sounding much better and even smiled to me before turning her attention back to the center of the coliseum.

Looking over at Luna she gave out a long wide yawn as a response. Chuckling lightly I moved the tail closest to her slowly to her and placed the tip just above her tail joint. She either didn’t notice at first or was just too tired to care. So, the tip of my tail lightly ran its way up her back slowly and adding a little bit of pressure along the way. By the time my tail had reached the spot between her wings not only was she wide awake but was glaring at me with fire in her eyes. And it wasn’t the passionate fire either. I smirked to her out of the corner of my eye and kept trailing my tail slowly up her back.

That didn’t last as her own tail reached up, took mine by wrapping itself around it, and then quickly forcing it down to the floor with a very soft and almost unheard thump. She kept it there too and thought she won as she grinned to me. However, she forgot about my other eight. I just used the next nearest and started it again. She gave out a soft growl at me.

“Do I have to separate you two?” Celestia asked sounding like a mother scolding two of her kids. And did it without looking at us.

Chuckling to myself I let my tails rest, “Sorry, couldn’t help myself. She’s just too much fun to mess with.” Luna gave me one last glare before turning her head to watch the show like me. I was so glad and happy for Rainbow while watching her fly. She had worked hard for it and nearly lost it if not for Rarity. Taking a glance at Rarity I saw a wide smile on her face. She’s happy too, and not only for Rainbow, but that she also got the chance to show off her Femme Mystic Chic collection, I think it was called. She looked good in it too and was a great detective as well. Of course that stood to reason sense she’s a fashion designer with an eye for details it’s no wonder she caught all the clues. It’s too bad that the other girls had to go on home back to Ponyville, but that was alright. I would see them during Nightmare Night I thought with a wicked grin. I leaned over to Luna and whispered to her, “We still on for Nightmare Night?”

She took a glance over at me before going back to the show, “Yes we are, so meet me later in the throne room and we’ll discuss it.”

“Alright,” I whispered back, “I just have to see Spitfire first.” I smirked to her when she gave me a curious look, “She wants to see if I’ll be good enough to be hired as a masseuse for the Wonderbolts.” Luna just nodded at that and went back to the show. I wondered about it as well. It would give me a chance to earn some bits for myself. For now, I just watched and enjoyed the show.

The show lasted for about an hour and I could tell that Rainbow had enjoyed every minute of it. It was obvious that she was tired from the hour long stunt flying, but she also was sporting the biggest smile I had seen yet. We all had met again in the backstage area of the coliseum to congratulate them on their show. The princesses didn’t stay all that long, but long enough to hear about why Wind Rider wasn’t in the show. After that they had said congratulations one more time and dismissed themselves. Celestia was headed for bed while Luna was starting her day in night court.

“Looks like somepony had enjoyed themselves,” I mused happily and smiled to Rainbow as she gulped down some water, “You looked good up there Rainbow.”

“Thanks both of you,” Rainbow replied with a tired smile and chuckled lightly, “You know I’m tired, but I feel better than ever.”

Rarity and I both chuckled happily at that. “Well Rainbow, I’m glad you had your moment, but it’s time that you and I head back to Ponyville,” Rarity mentioned.

Hearing that I held up a paw, “I’ll be staying here in Canterlot. Luna and I have plans for Nightmare Night that we have to go over. However until I speak with her tonight, Spitfire took you up on your offer Rainbow and letting me massage her.”

“Really?” she asked with a smirk, “In that case have fun. Come on I’ll lead you to the locker room.” I nodded to her then turned to Rarity giving her a hug.

“You were a great detective Rarity and I love what you did with your line,” I told her.

“Thank you darling,” she replied returning the hug, “Now off you go.”

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I had thought that the locker room, being singular, was for both of the sexes. Turned out that, for some reason, even though ponies normally didn’t wear any clothes they had separate locker rooms for mares and stallions. And Rainbow was leading me inside the mares locker room. Hey, not that I minded any. Going into a females locker room was every guy’s wet dream, but I tried not to show it. At first glance it looked like any other human type locker room.

And every Wonderbolt mare there was getting undressed and I even heard a couple of showers running already. Oh man this is going to be great. My mind went right to the gutter. Naturally I stayed by Rainbow’s side as I walked in. Only when Rainbow and I passed the first mare did the startled shouts start. It was like dominoes, when one gave out a shriek the others turned and did the same. Even Rainbow was startled by it.

“What is….he doing in the mare’s locker room,” Fleetfoot questioned fiercely after she caught her breath again.

Rainbow turned and stepped up to Fleetfoot while the rest of the mares stopped what they were doing and paid very close attention, “Relax Fleetfoot, he’s invited.”

“Yeah?” she questioned with a raised eyebrow and a glare, “Who invited him?”

“I did,” came Spitfire’s voice. She stood completely undressed from her uniform standing about ten or so feet from us. Everything stopped while she stepped up to us with a smile, “He could be our new masseuse if he’s good enough.”

“Good enough for the princesses to let him wash them,” Rainbow smirked as the other mares looked to me, some with shock while other’s with curiosity. I just nodded with a smile.

“Alright then,” Spitfire winked at me and turned around, “Let’s see what you got. Alright ladies just pretend he’s not here.”

I just could not stop myself. Right then I morphed into my human form, with my manhood and the family jewels for all to see. Rainbow’s eyes flowed up and down my form while wiggling her eyebrows at me. “Um…Spitfire?” I heard from Fleetfoot right before Spitfire turned around and eyed me.

I let her look. Rainbow quickly trotted up to Spitfire a couple of seconds later and whispered something to her. My mind could guess at what it was because of where Spitfire’s eyes locked onto me. That and the happy grin she was now wearing and a soft, “Really?” from her. “Alright then, forget the table, we’re going to the shower and you are going to wash me like you did the princesses and Rainbow.”

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“Yes ma’am,” I told her giving her a salute with a grin of my own and followed her from the lockers right into the showers. There was some quiet murmurs and gasps when I walked in behind Spitfire. However, they quietened down as they saw me turn on the water. Motioning for her to wait a minute I checked the water temp. Once it was warm I took the shower head off it’s crutch, for it was detachable, and watered down the floor in front of it. “Please lay down on your stomach and I’ll wash you back first.”

She laid down, but tucked her legs under herself. Bemused at that I set the shower head down and gently coaxed her legs out from under her one by one. The wings came next as I spread them out carefully letting them lay limp off to her sides. Even on my knees the shampoo was in easy reach. The raised platform from the princesses private bath would have come in handy right about now, but I could make do. After grabbing the shower head I started to wash her like the rest of the girls. Starting her off with basic relaxation exercises with the water gently soaking into her coat and mane. Of course with her short mane I didn’t have to worry about its length. The tail I could deal with later.

I started off wetting down her head and mane telling her to close her eyes. She did right away to my pleasure, so my fingers gingerly worked the water into her head and mane. Meanwhile behind me, and to each side of me, mares were taking their showers. Kind of a rush really as I could tell they were taking glances at me. With the shower head in one hand I used the other to massage the water into her neck, shoulders and each front leg, and then worked on her back and wings. She sighed at my ministrations and begun to relax. I wasn’t all that good at preening wings, so I just soaked them keeping in mind just to straighten them later.

Now soaking down her haunches and rump was going to be interesting. My fingers worked their way into her coat around each of her cutie marks, which she moaned slightly. She even whined slightly when my fingers left to soak her tail.

The fun part was going to start as the massage part of her wash I was going to do during the soap down phase. After taking the shampoo I put a good measure of it on her head, mane and back to start off with then put it down on the floor next to me. Now using both hands I gently massaged her head working the soap into her mane. “Relax yourself completely and let all your worries fade away while listening to the soft soothing sound of my voice.” Spitfire sighed and relaxed under my hands. Going from her head and mane to her neck I worked the soap into her coat while using massage techniques. Her back came next and she reacted with a soft low moan when the space between her wings were done. Speaking of that I grabbed the soap after getting her back done and soaped down her wings. I was careful here and just soaped it down while straightening her feathers.

When all that was done she was nearly putty on the floor. That’s a compliment to any masseuse. As I washed away the soap from her mane and head I kissed the top of her head. Doing the same for her neck upper back, each wing, and paid close attention to the middle of her back between her wings. Her wings stayed limp on the floor, but she moaned low and long as I kissed her there slowly. Her hips moved slightly as I kissed down her back and whined softly when I pulled away.

Next came her legs, haunches, and tail. Soaping them down and then kissing her there didn’t take all that long, but I did get a reaction from her when I kissed her cutie marks. It was like I was turning her on. All the signs were there. With a smirk I moved up and gently folded her wings preparing to turn her over. “It’s time to turn you over, so just relax and put your trust in me,” I whispered into her ear, “For you are safe and cared for.” Then after giving her a soft lingering kiss against her neck, getting a long sigh from her, I gently, carefully, and slowly started rolling her over.

The only thing left at that point was her barrel and marehood basically. Now she was on her back with her limbs spread eagle with her head laying on one side on the warm wet floor. This time I started kissing her right away to let her know, and reinforce, what I said was true. I softly kissed her muzzle first, “I’m here for you Spitfire. To serve you.” Then I kissed her neck and took my time there while using my fingers to gently massage around each kiss. Her chest was next as she sighed completely relaxed under me. Slowly I kissed and massaged my way down her chest and barrel. I took my time telling her where I was headed giving her the desire to want me there. Reaching her private spot my thumbs worked their way around her lips. Firmly each thumb traced around the outside.

She started moaning softly, still with her eyes closed and her body relaxed. But the mares that were still there were staring at us rather intently. One in particular was just standing in the hot stream of water looking at us with an intense look. Taking a quick look back I noticed that she was looking at me specifically with one hoof reaching back toward her own second pair of lips. The look on her face showed intense lust as she stroked herself, not caring who saw and keeping perfectly quiet.

Spitfire’s moans got louder when I turned back to her and gave her lips a long lingering firm kiss. However, I didn’t stay there, but moved up her body again to start soaking and soaping her down. Even though her eyes were closed the look on her face told me that she didn’t want me to go away. She relaxed again as I washed her completely. Even went so far as to slowly kiss down her body after I washed all the shampoo away.

When I started kissing her second pair of lips again I saw the lustful mare now standing off to the side instead of behind me. Spitfire was facing the other way so she didn’t see her. My eyes locked onto this other mare while I slowly licked Spitfire’s lips. She was the only other mare in the showers now and when I licked Spitfire’s lips she mouthed the word “buck”, stroked herself harder and faster, while moving her hips.

Spitfire gave out a loud long moan, so I put my lips against Spitfire’s while licking her. While Spitfire slowly started moving her hips against me I used my fingers and thumbs to rub around it making her whine softly in the pleasure I was giving her. The other mare however, was staring at me intently as he body started to shake slightly. She was close to her climax and then it hit her hard with her mouth hanging open in a silent shout of pleasure with her hips bucking slightly as she rode it out.

She wasn’t the only one though, because Spitfire gave out a moaning, “Don’t stop,” at me. So I didn’t. My tongue dashed inside of her licking against her walls while sucking gently against her lips. Her reaction was immediate. Spitfire gasped hard then let out a long loud whining moan of pleasure. Her eyes went wide as her head tilted up to watch me. The other mare was gone now, so my eyes locked onto Spitfire’s as I worked. My fingers dug into her coat around her lips as I sucked and licked her. Her body was shaking slightly, her breathing got heavy and quick, with her tongue hanging out panting out pleasurable moans. “Buck I’m close already,” she moaned out to me moving her hips slightly in time with my head movements.

With a smirk I moved my thumbs to just above her clit and sucked firmly against her lips while my thumbs moved in circles. Her body went stiff and her eyes went wide as her climax hit her, but I wouldn’t let her go just yet and continued to suck against her lips while licking against her walls. By the look on her face I could tell she wanted release. That and how her back legs were wrapping themselves around my head with her mouth giving out a silent plea for release. A few seconds later I let her have it. My fingers stopped rubbing, my tongue stopped licking her, and my lips sucked hard against her sending her over the cliff of her climax. She took one hard gasp then let out a loud scream of release of “BUCK YES.” Her body went stiff with her eyes locked onto mine as she rode out her climax. Her hips bucked a couple of times as her walls tried to suck my tongue off then suddenly she relaxed against the floor panting hard and deep.
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With my job, and my fun, ended I morphed into my ninetales form and laid myself gently over her and looked down to her with a smile.

“Wow,” she giggled softly and took a satisfying stretch under me. Her eyes locked onto mine once more and she sighed contently, “That was the best I had in a very long time. I can only imaging what you would feel like inside.”

I looked down to her with a smirk and wiggled my eyebrows, “Is that an invitation captain?”

“No,” she said sternly then grinned up to me, “It’s a command because you are officially part of the Wonderbolts as the mares masseuse.”

Suddenly there was a chorus of cheers coming from the other side of the wall.

I’ve never heard a groan and a chuckle come from a mare before, but that’s what Spitfire did when she heard that. “Alright,” she said then started to get up so I moved over to let her, “Let’s go confront them.” Once she was up she took another stretch with a happy sigh, “Oh yeah us mares are definitely keeping you to ourselves.” I just chuckled softly in not only calm amusement, but rather happy as well. Not only will this give me a steady income, but have some fun along the way. I think I could get used to this. I followed Spitfire around the corner where the mares were waiting for us on the other side.

When we turned the corner all the mares were looking at us expectantly, some even with hungry eyes. “Alright ladies,” Spitfire stood before them with a smirk, “Meet your new masseuse.”

“Emmit Knight,” I bowed to them introducing myself.

“How is he captain?” one of the mare’s asked.

“If the captain’s scream is any indication,” Fleetfoot giggled, “then he’s quite good.”

“At ease ladies, everypony will be scheduled with him.”

“Pimping me out are you my captain?” I chuckled after leaning down and whispering to her.

She smirked up at me, “Surely you’re not going to argue.”

I shook my head with a wide smile, “Of course not.”

“Good,” she straightened up and looked to the other mares, “He’ll start tomorrow, if that’s alright,” I nodded in agreement, “and he shall start with-”

“Me,” A mare stepped up, which I recognized as the mare who was pleasing herself behind me.

“Alright High Winds, you’ll be the first tomorrow morning after our first practice. By then I’ll have made up a schedule.”

“Yes,” High Winds celebrated throwing a hoof into the air then rushed up to me gazing up into my eyes. “See you in the morning big boy,” she whispered, rather seductively, then kissed my neck slowly then ducked under me rubbing her back against my neck and chest. Then with a wink and a giggle she left skipping off out of the mare’s locker room. Wow, talk about being forward. I grimaced watching her leave.

“I think I know what you’ll be doing in the morning,” Spitfire smirked up to me bumping me slightly with her hips.

“Yep, apparently. However for now captain,” I bowed to her, “there’s a princess of the night I need to meet up with.”

“Oh?” Spitfire raised an eyebrow curiously.

“Yep we got plans for Nightmare Night.”

She hummed in thought, “I might have to attend then.”

“In that case let me extend that to all you girls,” I told them with a smile and started walking off through them.

“Thanks,” Fleetfoot said with a smile, “What will you be going as?”

I stopped and lowered my tails to look back at them with a wicked grin making my eyes glow bright red. “As myself,” a low deep dark chuckle escaped me as my teeth bared themselves to them, “A predator and servant of a nightmare.” Some of them actually shivered as I slowly left with a dark chuckle. Epic exit. I’ve always wanted to do that. For now there’s a nightmare waiting for me. There was a skip in my step all the way to Luna’s chambers.

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