The unicorn captain Swift Spell of the Manehatten guard looked out the window of the city’s barracks, eyes strained by a single ray of sunshine. Normally he wouldn’t care a bit; he loved the daytime (He really couldn’t understand how those Lunar guards enjoyed being out at night). As he surveyed over the billowing smoke in one of Manehatten’s districts, however, he couldn’t help but be a bit irked by today. Turning he address the other unicorn, Willow Wisp. The Corporal dared not look at his Captain, not after that mare had magically caused him to become infatuated with Swift Spell and try to mate with him. Swift Spell disregarded the guard’s awkward feelings.

“Willow Wisp, go and get Swift Storm and Thunder Blitz.” The Captain turned back to the rising smoke. “It’s gonna be one of those days.”

Another concussive blast ripped through the Kaplan District of Manhattan, sending smoke billowing up into the sky. Suddenly a form burst from the cloud, covered in smoke and soot. As she flew through the air the smoke and soot rode off to expose the purple coat underneath. Lust finally landed and backpedaled a bit before coming to a stop and rest onto her right foreleg. Looking up the fragment moved out of the way just in time to avoid yet another blast that erupted from the smoke. Green magic blitzed around and struck the ground, throwing up all sorts of foul types of what could be considered dirt. Though the blast was concussive and therefore non-lethal, the Kaplan region was notorious for never being clean and having dirt cover the streets. Though Lust had dodged blast one, blast two was skillfully created to meet her as she landed. This time she was hit hard and slammed into the back wall of the dead end she had been corralled into. Hitting the wall with a loud thump, she slid down until her back legs hit the solid ground. Raising her head up once more she spied Logic emerging from the smoke, an annoyed look on her face.

“You have been quite hard to track Lust. Still, we have found you. You will answer for the attacks you committed.” The logical fragment stated.

Lust rubbed the back of her head. “Why does everyone think that’s me? I’m a lover, not a fighter.” A personal bliss caught Lust. “Oh yes… Quite the lover. There was this one stallion who had a fetish for socks and let me tell you…” Logic sent a blast at Lust, whacking her against the stone wall once more.

“I am done with your games.” Logic stated blandly. “It took me sometime to figure out you were behind the attacks and then even more time still to formulate a plan to catch you. All in all, it has been a very tiring week. So, to ease this process along, any last words Lust?”

“At least I’m going out with a raging arousal.” Lust slapped her hoof in between her legs; Logic heard a squelching sound. Another blast sent Lust against the wall.

“And still, every time something comes out of your mouth I become more annoyed.” Logic yelled, gritting her teeth.

“Ya know Logic you’re sending some mixed signals here. You say you dislike me and yet your helping me get off like it’s nobody’s business!” Lust laughed, rubbing her marehood some more.

Logic’s eye began to twitch. A scowl developed. “I am done! Time to end this!” Logic charged up her magic and prepared to knock Lust out for an easier capture. The sex fragment’s eyes widened as she realized Logic’s intent. Finally figuring that this situation was unfavorable, Lust scanned her memories to find a suitable place to teleport to. Logic fired her attack. Lust gasped and teleported, her mind focused on the memory she was currently looking at.

Rarity, Pinkie Pie, and Fluttershy appeared on the scene to see Logic staring at empty space. Rarity walked up next to the fragment. “Umm… Logic? Logic are you ok? What happened?” Logic didn’t answer her and simply walked forward; entranced at the spot she had been looking at. The three other mares looked at each other. They had been scattered all around to help corral Lust to Logic but had no clue of what had just transpired. Rarity took a step towards Logic with the intent of asking her what had happened. She jumped back however as Logic turned around, her horn ignited green.

“Come on, we must leave.” Logic set off down the street.

“What? Where to? Why?” The three mares asked all together.

“We are leaving, to Ponyville, because Spike is there.” Logic had a slight pause between each piece of information. She headed off towards the teleport spell glyph in the nearby park that would bring them to Ponyville fast. The others looked at each other and quickly followed suit.

Logic’s deep scowl never dropped for a second.

Lust slid back into the material plane with a thump. It was never wise to teleport so quickly, unsafe landing procedures usually followed. The fragment shook her head as she brought it up and looked around at her surroundings. She was in Ponyville, in front of the library to be exact. Looking around she saw no one else around. Her attention shifted to the library. So this is where mom lived, She thought, geez… it just screams ‘needs to be laid’, guess I can’t blame her though. She came to Ponyville to learn about friendship, not friendship with benefits. Lust got up and decided to head inside, what was the harm after all?

Inside the tree house library Spike worked aimlessly in the back of the main room, cleaning up dust. Logic had been rearranging some things before she left for Manehatten and it stirred up a lot of the annoying substance. There was already a large pile in his pan; he’d only been working for a minute! As he worked the dragon’s eyes shift to Logic’s bracelet, it’s emerald eye still as bright as ever even without light to provide a sparkle.

Spike heard the door open and someone walk in. It sounded like a mare of Logic’s size and weight. Without turning around Spike begin a conversation. “You back already Logic? Did you catch Lust?”

Lust’s eyes widened, a smile crossing her lips. She coughed a bit and took on a very monotone voice. “Umm… yeah, I’m home. Just got back. The others they… umm… they’ve all gone home because they were very tired. As for Lust? No… we weren’t able to catch her. Still there’s always tomorrow.” Lust smiled at what she thought was an impressive rendition of her sister. With each second the two spoke she took a step towards Spike. Oddly enough a voice in the back of her head said no to her saucy thoughts but she dismissed them. When was she going to have a chance to have sex with a dragon, much less one she knew.

Spike had stopped cleaning, instead he stood in place, contemplating. After a second or two he made up his mind. “What did you just say?” The dragon asked nonchalantly.

Lust was only a few steps form her next conquest. “I said we weren’t able to capture Lust and that the rest of the girls went home because they’re all very tired and whatnot.” Almost there…

Spike nodded. “Yeah… That’s what I thought you said…” To Lust’s surprise Spike reared forward with the dustpan in one claw, throwing all of its contents into Lust’s eyes. The fragment backpedaled in pain and shook her head to try and evict the dust that had infected her face. Finally taking a hoof and wiping her eyes clean Lust looked up, just in time to see the broom. Spike was a baby dragon; this fact was true, but still he was a dragon. The force knocked Lust back into the nearby table, slamming her head into the side.

Spike shook his head. “If you’re going to pretend to be Logic at least talk like her. Logic doesn’t use apostrophes to shorten her words.” The dragon smiled at his victory but it was short-lived. He took a step back in disbelief.

Lust picked herself up from the floor. Feeling her nose with her hoof she felt the warm feel of blood, hitting the tableside had done a number on her nose. She turned to Spike smiling, her right nostril bleeding. “Wow Spike… I didn’t know you were into that kind of thing. It’s ok though; I’ll totally adjust to that and all your Rarity fantasies.” She took steps towards the dragon. Spike in turn began his backward stride, flailing his broom at the fragment. Lust back up a step to avoid his pathetic attempts and then snatched the broom away with magic, throwing it off to the side. Spike had reached the stairs leading to the second floor now and he was lost at what to do. The little dragon had made it up several stairs before Lust reached the bottom. “You know, I could just grab you with my magic… but what’s the fun in that?” The fragment chuckled.

Spike shook all over; very aware of what would happen to him if Lust caught him. He had nothing left to defend himself with and running was futile, Lust would use her magic if it was the only way to catch her prey. His eyes shifted wildly about, to the left, then the right, then the left again, down to his bracelet, to the ceiling… wait, back to the bracelet. Staring at Logic’s gift Spike could see from its current angle that the emerald was not securely in place. It could pushed down, like a button. Logic wouldn’t make a design oversight like that, the gem could fall out otherwise. Unless of course that was part of the design. Spike’s mind returned to what Logic had said when she had given it to him: “With it I can always know where you are, whether your playing outside or are being pursued by lustful intentions.” Being pursued by lustful intentions. Lustful intentions… Lust’s intentions. Spike almost smacked himself in the face at the realization. Though it made sense to him that Logic had the forethought of an Alicorn and the ability to back it up.

Spike looked down at his bracelet. “Oh please let me be right…” Spike took another look at the advancing Lust, readying to pounce, and pulled up his right claw. Slamming down on the emerald bracelet, Spike disappeared in a blinding flash of green.

Logic and the other Elements were racing towards the park where Logic’s teleport glyph was. After using magical fallout to determine Lust’s arrival point, Logic was adamant to stop her from taking Spike’s virginity. Logic had not told Spike of the bracelet’s teleport spell on the count it has a limit amount of usage. She’d hoped to capture Lust and then tell the dragon when they had gotten back, a poor lapse in judgment as of now. As the group raced about the streets of Manehatten Logic began feeling queasy, as if something was affecting her. Stumbling about Rarity caught her.

“Logic? Logic what’s wrong!” The white unicorn inquired.

Before Logic could answer there was a blinding green flash that dissipated with Spike landing right in front of the group. “Spike!” All four mares cried out.

Logic’s queasiness subsided with the teleportation complete and she went to the dragon. “Spike? Spike, are you ok? What happened?” Logic was positive she already knew the answer.

The dragon was breathing heavily. “Lust… Library… Tried to…Stuff…” He was unable to create complete sentences, but Logic was able to understand nonetheless.

Logic scooped Spike onto her back and turned to the others. “Come on. Spike may be out of danger but we still have a chance to catch Lust. We must make haste. I do not want Lust to get to any of Ponyville’s innocents.”

The group nodded and continued to the glyph, hoping Lust would stay put and not do anything. Luckily enough, one of those things was actually going to happen. The other one… not so much.

Lust stared sadly at the spot on the staircase where Spike had once been. “Awww… I wanted to have some fun with him, it’s not like he would regret it.” She moped a bit at this unwanted turn of events. Sure there were a lot of ponies in Ponyville in which to partake lovemaking with, but Spike was going to be something special. Lust’s ears turned back and she sighed loudly.

“Logic? Logic is that you?”

Lust’s ears perked and turned her head towards the library’s basement door. It opened to reveal a purple mare with lime green eyes and cutie mark. Lust’s surprised face cocked an eyebrow, in confusion and arousal. Curiosity stepped out into the main room of the library and instantly jumped when she saw Lust.

“Oh Lust, it’s you. What are you doing here?” The fragment cocked her head to the left in questioning.

Lust’s eyes shifted back and forth between nothing. It made sense that Curiosity was helping Logic, they went hoof in hoof after all. But seeing as Logic wasn’t here and they had at least some time to themselves, a foul idea crept into Lust’s mind. She smiled. “Well Curiosity I’m simply visiting, nothing more. I wanted to see how Lodge is doing, you know.”

“Oh.” Curiosity replied. “I see. Well Logic isn’t here right now. I believe she is hunting for you and…” She was unable to finish her sentence; Lust was usually very blunt after all.

“So my dear Curiosity.” Lust said, sliding up close to the other fragment so that their muzzles were mere inches apart. “Have you ever experienced lovemaking before?” Curiosity shook her head. “Really?! Oh wow that’s a shame! Don’t you wonder what it would be like? To have intercourse? Aren’t you the least bit curious my dear fragment?”

Curiosity stared at Lust, an awkward silence setting in. Lust began feeling just a tad uncomfortable with Curiosity’s lapse in movement. As Lust began to pull away, for safety reasons you understand, Curiosity tackled her to the ground in an impassioned kiss. WHOA NELLY! Lust thought as she hit the floor, her lips and tongue wrapped sexily around Curiosity’s own. Not even Lust had expected to convince Curiosity to mate with her so quickly. Geez… even I wait a bit so that I can get the mood going… Lust admitted to herself. Despite what one would think, Lust enjoyed consensual intercourse much more and found infinitely more appealing then rape. With rape there’s no equal ground, no place that both sides can enjoy and despite being the fragment of lust there was still love buried deep within her. Sure what she planned for Spike could be considered rape, but the fragment knew the dragon would have consented and enjoyed quickly. Lust expelled the thoughts of Spike from her mind, instead focusing on her current love toy. The two had a nice position on the floor, their bodies intertwined and their tongues furiously circling around their mouths trying to please the other’s sexual desire. It was Curiosity who broke off the kiss, panting heavily as she raised her head to stare at her exact twin, spittle connecting them to their moment of passion. Curiosity picked herself up and, using her right foreleg, brought up Lust’s back left leg and moved her own body into position.

“Ooo I see. Already connecting the caverns huh?” Lust said with giddiness in her voice. Lust was usually very submissive than one might think. She was adaptive, letting her partners choose the path they wanted. Lust was going to be aroused no matter what they did, so it only seemed fair to the fragment to let her partners take the lead so both parties could have the ultimate sexual experience.

Curiosity wedged her sex closer and closer to Lust’s. Hesitating for but a second, Curiosity slammed her cunt into Lust’s and began to thrust. Lust bit her lower lip as she herself began to rock her pelvis forward, moving the two pink slits together lovingly. Already both of the mares were extremely wet, juices spilling from their sexes in small, but numerous, droplets. Curiosity’s cheeks were a deep red as the ecstasy of the moment took hold over her and she began rocking even harder. Lust, not to be outdone, began to rock herself. The two moaned with ecstatic pleasure as the rubbing of their slits together was accompanied by a fleshy squish sound. Lust closed her eyes and trusted even harder, extracting more love juice from her partner. This scene of sexual bliss pleased both mares to know end. But as Lust felt her tipping point coming on oh so quickly everything stopped.

Lust’s eyes opened to ascertain why the pleasure had stopped, and what she saw would have made her cum right there if it had not been for experience. Curiosity had fled the passionate thrusting to reposition herself, on the couch. Lying on her haunches she spread her legs wide to expose the dripping marehood. Placing her hoof on top she slid across it seductively, bringing it up to show just how wet it was. Lust licked her lips and wasted no time, understanding quite well what her double wanted. Lust jumped over to her twin and getting on her knees. Grabbing Curiosity’s legs with her own forelegs Lust dove in, a true dive-bomb if you will. Her whole muzzle penetrated the squishy flesh and the tongue began its work. Lapping up all the inside juices with precise, skillful laps, Lust gave Curiosity the eat out of her life. Making sure to massage every inch of the precious flower she was currently devouring, Lust made her way to the clit. Nibbling on the pearl ever so gently to not cause any pain, Lust lapped her tongue around the small thing. Ways of pleasure rode through Curiosity’s body. The curious fragment couldn’t believe that sex was this good; then again… she was having sex with Lust, who was an expert. Next she’d have to do it with stallion, that way it be new again. Curiosity shook uncontrollably, her end was near and she was more than willing to climax with the beautiful mare below her. Lust lapped up more and more juice; it was like lemonade to her. She made yet another nibble and licking motion to Curiosity’s clit before pulling her head out and doing yet another dive-bomb on her sister fragment, this time with her tongue already out. That did it! Curiosity was close to her first orgasm! So close, it was heaven to her right now. Almost… 3…2…1… Wait… Where’s the finish? Curiosity was confused. She had read books about this; there should be a climax! Why hadn’t it happened? The fragment looked down to see Lust rising up, licking the last bits of juice off herself. The curious (and rather unsatisfied) fragment looked at Lust with a pleadingly look, begging her to finish her off.

Lust smile. “Oh no, not yet. We’re ending this together, like sisters should.” Lust chuckled at the remark, for all intensive purposes this was more akin to super masturbation than actual incest. “Ready?” Curiosity nodded. Lust’s horn lighted up and her body filled with magic.

Curiosity’s eyes widened in amazed shock.

Anger breathed heavily, her eyes closed. Her cheeks were as red as her eyes from the blood rushing to them. Slowly cocking one eye open, she looked up from her submissive position. Mute was above her, smile gently and thrusting hardily. Anger’s body let out another spasm as Mute dug the strap-on deeper into Anger’s marehood. The fire next to the illuminated all around them, causing their lovemaking shadows to dance on the wall to the right of them. Anger had been nervous at first but now as she looked into Mute’s loving eyes all her nervousness vanished. Anger willingly accepted the fake cock being slammed into her each second, as long as Mute was the one that committed the act. Only at times like this did Anger forget her hatred and revenge and instead basked in the glory of love.

A good distance away Morality laid with her back on a rock, her own fire blazing next to her as she stargazed. “You owe me a hundred bits sis.” The fragment’s black and white eyes rolled. “I do not. Oh yes you do! We made a bet and you lost! Now pay up! I do not gamble, it is a horrible habit and I am above such things. It’s not gambling! It’s a bet, there’s a total difference! Now pay up!! I bet you a hundred bits that when those two had sex that Mute was gonna be the top and stick it up Anger! You lost cockbite.” Morality became distraught. “I call fraud! It seemed so obvious that Anger was the type of fragment to be in control! It’s totally out of character for her to be submissive like that! Then again she’s always different around Mute.” Morality mumbled that last part. “Besides, you have no physical representation! There’s nothing to give the money to! So there, you loose.” Morality pouted a bit, she hated to be upstaged by her other half. Suddenly a sound came from beyond the darkness. Morality turned her head towards the sound, then back to her lovemaking sister. The two had decided to change their position and now Anger sat on Mute’s lap, making out with her lustfully while Mute pumped her full of fake dick. After conferring with her darker half that there was no way Anger could hear them, Morality made a move. “You can come out you know. I’ve know you were following us for some time now.”

Out from the darkness appeared two stallions. Morality remembered them fondly: they were the two slavers who had escaped Anger’s massacre. The grey one stepped forward and bowed to Morality, the other soon followed.

“What do you want?” Morality questioned. “Haven’t you done enough?”

The grey stallion Pickpocket leapt up. “No, no! Please. You don’t understand. Me and Hat Trick here… we wanted to… to apologize for what we did.” The stallion’s voice was raspy; Morality could tell it had been from many tearful nights.

“A lot of good that does, to Mute and the countless other’s lives you’ve ruined.” Morality stated coldly, letting her darker half take more reigns than usual. “Mute was raped, do you really think your apologies can fix that? Creation only knows if she’ll ever truly get past it. I can’t even began to mention the others you’ve probably hurt…”

“Only Mute.” Pickpocket interjected. “We were new, the two of us. We’d never taken part in any of it. Your group was actually our right of passage.” The stallion looked down the ground, tears forming. “P-Please… we’ll do whatever you want! We want to make amends! They offered so much money and they all seemed like nice guys we… we were just tired of living off table scrapes and what we could steal.” Both stallions’ eyes became waterfalls as they lamented their actions. Morality’s gaze softened. Sometimes ponies didn’t have a choice at good and evil, they just needed necessity. A bag fell between the two stallions, heavy with coins. Both of them looked at the bag, then Morality.

“Take this, it’s some money we took from what was left of the slaver operation. I want you to go to Canterlot and wait. That’s it: just wait. You wait for my signal and when you see it, and I assure you that you will know it when you see it, you come find me and listen to my orders. Until then, use this to buy food and necessities. ONLY necessities, nothing else. If you waste this second chance I will find out.” The stallions looked at each other, then back to Morality. They truly wanted to make amends so they nodded to Morality, picked up the bag of coins, and ran off into the darkness, wishing only to help with the damage they’d done.

Morality watched them leave and then turned back to her stargazing. She had to do her best to ignore the moans of ecstasy that escaped her companions mouths. She rolled her eyes. Bloody hell, it’s like they’re wild animals… She thought.

Steadfast gasped for air, looking down between his legs as the mare sucked more and more on his cock. “Oh... oh yes Creativity… that’s great.” The stallion said between breathes. The recruit’s fragment master had returned yesterday and she was treating the stallion to a little something special for her victory. Stress release, she had called it. Steadfast didn’t care; he was lost in ecstasy as he looked at the mare engulfing his dick. It was so impressive that she could take the whole thing in her mouth and still have room to skillfully move her tongue to caress Steadfast’s sex. Then again Steadfast never considered to himself to have a sizable meat stick in the first place. Still he was impressed. Steadfast could feel his breaking point. He gasped more as his penis convulsed and began to shake. “I-I, I’m c-c-coming!” He roared as he let his master’s mouth be filled with his seed.

Steadfast jolted up in his bed almost instantly, breathing heavily. He pawed at his face and his eyes shifted around the dark room of the Royal Guard Barracks. Realizing where he was at last he let out a relieved sigh. Suddenly his eyes shot open and his hooves went for his crotch, feeling about. Still dry, thank god. Steadfast had to shake his head, had he really just had a sex dream about himself and Creativity? “What is wrong with me?” He foolishly asked out loud.

“Oh any number of things.”

Steadfast almost jumped out of bed when the voice came from the shadows. Suddenly a light flicked on to reveal a brown unicorn looking humorously at his fellow guard.

“Oh… It’s just you Radiant Point. Ugh, don’t scare me like that.” Steadfast’s eyes rolled, not amused by his friend’s choice in scare tactics.

The stallion Radiant Point chuckled. “Sorry, but once I saw you shifting about I just had to try something. So whatcha thinking about buddy? Considering what I saw I’d say it’s mare problems.”

Steadfast sighed. “You could say that.”

“Wet dream?” The other stallion guessed.

“No I’m still dry… by some miracle of nature. To tell you the truth I don’t even know where the dream came from, I don’t think of her like that. She’s, well…” Steadfast tried to come up with a word.

“Abrasive?” Radiant offered.

“To say the least.” Steadfast replied.

Radiant Point chuckled. “Maybe she’s got some redeeming quality that makes her tolerable to you.” The unicorn thought for a bit. “That or you’re just horny and want get some mare meat.” The stallion had to magically shut his mouth to keep from waking up every other sleeping guard in the barracks with his laughter.

“I don’t know… it’s complicated. It feels like I just can’t escape and I just don’t know how to feel…” Steadfast sighed; he wanted to sleep more.

“Looks like somepony’s got a case of Stockholm Syndrome. Heh heh." Radiant Point chuckled at his joke, unaware at how literal it really was. Steadfast drowsily glared at his friend. "Alright Steady, I can see you want to sleep. I have to get back to my shift anyway.” The unicorn put a hoof on his friend’s shoulder and looked at him sincerely. “But hey, really think about what you want from this mare Steads. If she’s not the one than it’s all good, just be friends. There are a lot of mares in the stable buddy. Alright, see you around Steadfast and please, try to get some sleep. You look awful.” With that Radiant Point flicked off his horn, turned, and exited out the barracks.

Once again in complete darkness, Steadfast placed his head on his pillow. He only wanted sleep now and pushed out all thoughts of Creativity for now. Regardless of his romantic feelings towards his captor, he still worried for her. It had been a week since she’d left and she hadn’t returned once. Weariness taking over his body, Steadfast began drifting off to sleep.

He’d worry in the morning.

Curiosity tongue was lolled out of her mouth as her lust had overtaken her. The fragment Lust had used her magic to spawn a penis and was now effectively shoving herself deep inside the other fragment. Lust chuckled over her own moaning, recounting where she had learned the spell. And who says bookworms never get any? She laughed some more at the thought, ensuring her pelvis continued to thrust the large cock in Curiosity’s marehood. Squishing noises from their connecting sexes alone made Lust horny and ready to finish this. Curiosity for her part was greatly pleased. She had acquired many books detailing this action but actually doing it was something that a book could never explain. The fragment began to wonder how she might dirty talk with Lust, like it was down in the books.

“Oh Lust.” She moaned. “Keep thrusting! Fill me to the brink with your cock! I want it all!”

Geez, what’s she been reading? Porn? Lust thought as she pounded harder. “Don’t worry Curiosity, you’re gonna be filled to the brink with my seed soon enough.” She could already feel the end nearing.

Curiosity smiled. “G-Good. I want it so bad. I… I want to have your foals Lust! Fill me to the brim so I can birth out so many little Lusts!” Just like in the novel Curiosity had read.

Well that had done it for Lust. She couldn’t take another second. She thrust hard into Curiosity’s cunt and let loose, spilling her fake, white seed all inside the mare’s hole. With each pump of Lust’s sex white filled the marehood, eventually overloading and spilling out onto the floor. Curiosity’s own climax had mixed with Lust’s, creating a gooey concoction of sex fluids dripping to the floor. Lust collapsed backward in release, her fake cock dissipating with its job done. Curiosity slumped to the ground, exhausted by her first lovemaking. The two laid there, in their own sex juices, for what seemed like forever.

Panting, Lust finally lifted her chest and head up, balancing on her right foreleg. “So. Ready for round two sis?” She said as she smiled coyly at Curiosity.

“I am afraid that shall not be happening today sister dearest.”

Lust turned her head to see Logic and the others standing at the doorway. Spike was there but had a blindfold of magic wrapped around his eyes, per Logic’s demands. I’m old enough to know what the birds and bees are… The dragon grumbled silently.

“Oh… Hi Logic. Care to join in? Oh who am I kidding, you’re too much of a stickler…” Lust gave her sister a drab look.

While the scene appalled the other mares, Logic stood with her eyes half closed. “You know… I am not even surprised at this… I actually sort of expected it. After all I cannot blame you given your nature.” Logic’s voice was cold.

“See, this is why you are best sister Logic.” Lust replied. “You accept us and all of our faults, still loving us in your own special way.” The sex fragment smiled at Logic.

“I am going to enjoy catching you and watching you get sucked into a capture device.” Was Logic’s reply, she glared poison-tipped daggers at Lust.

“Not today sister! Bye Bye!” Before anyone could act Lust, who contained a lot of stamina (for obvious reasons), used what she had been holding back with Curiosity to teleport herself away from the library. Logic scowled, but quickly became clam once more. Truthfully the past week of work had put her in a lazy, uncaring mood.

“Once again: not surprised…” The fragment sighed. “Curiosity get yourself off the floor.”

Curiosity jumped up, finding new stamina from fear of Logic. She frowned greatly. “Logic I… I’m sorry.”

Logic put a hoof on her shoulder. “I know, and I cannot blame you for your own nature either. Hopefully your curiosity has been sated.” Curiosity nodded shamefully at this remark. “Good, now clean up.” Levitating a mop and bucket to Curiosity, Logic gave her sister an ice-cold stare in which to cement the deal.
Curiosity hastily went to work cleaning up the aftermath of the shameful acts she had committed with Lust. Her frown never left her face.

Logic stretched all her legs about in preparation for bedtime. Using her magic to close the blinds and hide the starry night, she yawned heavily. What a day. She didn’t know what was worse: coming home to find Curiosity had had sex with one of their sisters, though Logic knew it was technically masturbation, or doing so with the others present, especially Spike. It had taken a long while to persuade the others that everything was under control and that Logic and Spike would be fine. Logic even had to bribe Rarity with a picnic together to make her leave. Hearing small footsteps Logic turned to the door.

“Geez, that was a weird day huh Logic?” Spike the dragon proclaimed rather nonchalantly. He chuckled. “Man, I’m glad Rarity didn’t fall for Lust! I’d have no chance then!” The dragon burst out laughing, forgetting the intense fear he had felt when it was him in Lust's sights.

“You seem rather calm Spike. Especially when it comes to Rarity. I have seen no outright signs of jealously from you, considering it I she is entranced with.” Logic could not help but probe about for information.

“Why should I worry Logic?” The dragon smiled. “Like you said: You don’t feel love or lust. Anything Rarity tries with you is a lost cause. Rarity’s so smart and pretty, eventually she’ll figure that out and move on… giving me a chance once more!” The dragon grinned widely at his fragment friend.

Logic grunted humorously. “I see. You do seem to have it all planned out. Would you like to come along on our picnic? I know I would enjoy more company… and a witness to ensure she does not pull a stunt on me like Lust has done here.”

“Nah, I gotta help Fluttershy out with some of her animal friends… I sorta promised her I would.” Spike scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

“Never be embarrassed at the performance of a good deed Spike. Now let us get off to bed hmm?” Logic cocked an eyebrow playfully.

Spike nodded and climbed into his basket. Logic did the same with her bed and snuggled in, using her magic to cut off the lights in the room. As she closed her eyes she was glad that this saucy day was well and over.

Morality’s eyes opened slowly as her ears heard approaching hooves. Anger plopped down on her haunches next to her sister, an annoyed glare on her face. Morality could only sigh as base natures took hold.

“Is something wrong Anger? You look… distraught, to say the least.” Morality genuinely cared for her sister’s well-being, but still… it was Anger.

“I couldn’t finish…” Anger replied, motioning to where Mute was sleeping peacefully after intense lovemaking.

Morality cocked an eyebrow. “What? Why not? I’m sure Mute wouldn’t mind going all the way with you.” Shit, she’s probably the one who said ‘let’s fuck till we drop!’ in the first place.

Anger grumbled. “She finished… multiple times… I, I can’t finish…” The fragment looked away from her sister.

Morality stared blank faced at Anger. Oh. My… Abort. Abort, Abort, Abort! Abort, Abort… Fall back! FALL BACK! All units pull your asses to the minimal safe distance zone to escape the incoming shit storm. Retreat, run, evacuate the conversation immediately! Ignoring the voice in her head, Morality continued. “Do you want to talk about it?” There was a pause in Morality’s head. Dear Maker you didn’t… That’s it… I’m out. Goodbye, see you later. I am not staying for this one…

“I don’t know what happened… Mute was so pleased the entire time and so was I. We thought of every possible thing we could do. We even took the strap-on we bought using the slaver money to…” A hoof slammed into her mouth.

“Please, with all due respect, do not explain.” Morality just shook her head. Surprisingly, Morality’s darker side did not resurface. She really did want no part of this conversation. Morality looked at Anger. “Sister, some ponies are just different. That’s it. Maybe you can’t climax because you’re an anger fragment, who knows? Or maybe it’s because of your lifestyle… maybe if you stopped seeking revenge on Trixie you’d be able to…”

“HELL NO!” Anger interjected, taking Morality’s hoof out of her mouth. “I will find that bitch and make her pay! Stop trying to convince me otherwise Morality, it’s not going to work!” Anger turned her head upwards, towards the glittering light in the darkness that was Canterlot. Tomorrow they would arrive in the city and find Trixie; it has been a long time coming.

“Still you protest!” Morality had lost some cool. “Can you not see that this quest will only end in pain?! Can you not look past petty hate and become more than what you are based off of?! For fuck’s sake Anger look yourself in the mirror and ask, is this who I want to be?! Do you truly want to be some monster who attacks ponies that have wronged her even in the slightest of ways?! Dammit, think before you act for once in your life!” Morality had stood up and was panting heavily at her sister.

Anger got up and snorted. “We’ll just have to disagree about that now won’t we sis?!” With that Anger got up and left, walking back to Mute to snuggle lovingly with the pegasus.

Morality stared off towards them for some time. Eventually she shook her head. “So it seems.” The fragment laid down on all fours and began to dowse off. “So it seems…” She yawned.

Swift Spell looked at the magically illuminated nighttime scene. The Kaplan District had wide but shallow craters spread all around. The smoke that had billowed out from the blasts had pegged the fighting to be much worse, but in reality it was clearly a minor brawl between unicorns. Swift Spell heard some commotion behind him and turned to see what was causing it.

The Captain instantly stood up straight, banged his legs together and saluted. “Superior officer on the scene!”

“There’s no need for that Captain Swift Spell.” General Duncan smiled. “It’s much too late for formalities.” The General remarked nonchalantly as he yawned and strode up to Captain Swift Spell, flanked by two escorts.

Swift could not help but look at the General’s entourage. One slender but muscular brown pegasus on the General’s left and an equally slender, but not as buff looking, beige Earth pony on his right. Their armor was bright silver, just like Duncan’s. It was very apparent that it was no guard’s armor. They wore not helmets and the armor was not embroidered at all like normal guard armor, just plain metal plate covering the pony’s entire back and undercarriage too. Their armored boots went all the way up to their knee, stopped to allow for movement, and continued to the base of the shoulder blade. The bottom boots had an extended piece of plate in the front to cover and protect the knees. There were no spaulders or any kind of armor on their shoulders (to assist with mobility yet again). The same system of armament could be seen on their back legs as well. Large red crystals were etched into each of the pony’s foreleg boots on the side, parallel with the shoulders. Swift Spell knew full well what those crystals were and wanted to be nowhere near them. Swift Spell couldn’t help but feel intimidated; the stallions behind Duncan were Equestrian soldiers, some of Duncan’s own force.

Swift Spell recomposed himself and answered Duncan’s remark. “It’s never too late to be formal sir. I suppose you’re here to pick up the attack details?”

“Yes, indeed I am. In fact I have already done so, but when I heard about the brawl that happened today I couldn’t help but check it out.” Duncan smiled happily at Swift. “Also I heard your patrol had encountered the attacker yes? I want to ask you some questions.”

“Oh… I see.” The stallion felt nervous but shook it off. “Very well sir I will answer what I can.”

“Excellent!” Duncan exclaimed; he turned his head to his guards. “Tesuu, Pen Stroke (What a stupid name), go over there and help the guards with whatever they need.” The soldiers nodded and trotted over to help in anyway they could. Duncan brought Swift Spell farther away from the group so no one could eavesdrop. “Ok Captain let’s be blunt, we both know these attacks are fake. What I want to know is why go through the trouble of faking something like this.”

Swift Spell blinked at Duncan. “W-What? How can the attacks be fakes? We have all the testimony we need to support the accusations.” The Captain couldn’t believe this.

“Please.” Duncan rolled his eyes. “No pony can attack over forty innocents, not leave a single piece of evidence, and have it so that the large amount of victims, who I like to add have never all been in the same room or seen together, not speak a word of his/her identity when it certain that at least one would speak, at least that’s what looking back into the psych profiles of reported victims states they would. So Captain, why do you think somepony would stage all this fake cat-and-mouse bull crap?” Captain Swift Spell couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

It really had been one of those days.