“No.”

The colt stood firmly on his decision. “I have done lots of things in my life but the last thing I want to do is that.” Trying to get me to go to the spa, are you kidding me? “Now put me down.”

He floated several inches in the air held by the magic of his sister. The soft delicate trots of his special somepony, Twist, were to follow. Standing next to her though was Diamond Tiara whom had casually invited herself along after hearing Mary’s plan. Trailing behind them was the Crusaders and Selfie who was content getting her first spa treatment.

Twist was however on the borderline of the greatest day and the worst day of her life. Her ‘punishment’ she received from her special somepony was him refreshing the mark on her neck to the point it became a pure black patch. It felt so good… The idea behind it was that it would clash with her coat and be a fashion fopa. Rarity would have a fit.

I know she is up to something; she is clinging to Gary like SHE is his very special somepony. I know he said he never cheat on me. Mary also said he would never, but still that little hussy is going to try something. I just know it. Twist watched her nemesis out of the corner of her eye. They may be friends but if she tries anything funny…

“You’re coming with; today you’re treating all of us.” Mary informed absolutely.  Buying all the girls a dress and not me, you’re also paying for dinner too.  

The Cutie Mark Crusaders watched Diamond Tiara like a hawk. There watching gaze never left the side of the filly with the pink coat.

Selfie however was eagerly ready to go to the spa. Her tail swished back and forth as she eagerly skipped alongside her friends. I wonder if sis would get a hooficure with me.

It was a short walk to the spa; Gary cursed himself for trying to get a house in the center of tower. “Seriously Mary, I do NOT want to go to the spa. Now put me down.” The colt kicked helplessly midair.

Gently Mary placed the colt on the ground. I know what I have to do.  “Il give you one warning Gary, you go or i'll use my trump card.”

Please. she has nothing on me. “Oh and what is that?” he said facing down the small herd of fillies.

“Selfie I need your assistance, brother doesn’t want to play.” She chose her words carefully. Although this time around she was a far cry taller than her brother, she kneeled down to face him at eye level.

Mary had said the magic words as she quickly trotted to her sister’s side. Yay, we haven’t done this in ages. Together the alicorn sisters in unison pouted her lips ever so slightly. Two sets of huge globe sized pink and blue eyes stared back at the colt.

“Really, puppy dog eyes? I have matured beyond the point of that working on me.” They however did not stop, the pout became for featured as their lips start to form into a frown. “Not going to work.”

The face of the crusaders joined the death glare, huge swollen puppy dog eyes that pleaded, please. “Oh, c’mon, you to?”  Next was his special somepony, her eyes magnified three fold thanks to her purple spectacles. “Et too Twist?”

Diamond Tiara took a more direct approach as she leaned against his side, “Please Gary?” She was watching out of the corner of her eye making sure Twist saw her touching him. Watch me you take your colt right from under your nose.

Gary didn’t even notice her leaning so close, “No, nope, nada, nich, nine… other ways to say no.”

“Please?” they all said in unison like this had been rehearsed from the very start. They shot back the most pleading death glare they he had ever seen.

His eye twitched, “I said…”

^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^_^

“Seven please for the Royal Princess Package and one…” God I can’t believe I’m saying this. “Perfect Prince and Polish please.” The gang of fillies and the grown mare acting like a filly giggled in unison as the colt sighed in bitter contempt.

“Oh what a cute colt, I should bring my son with me next time.” said a mare that was getting her hoof polished.

“I tried to get my husband to come with today, but he just absolutely refused. It nice to see a family that brings her son with them.”

Gary’s ear twitched as he got a twisted idea. He whipped around and trotted right next to Mary, “Mom can be please go out to eat after please?”

“Oh did you hear that, that’s her son. But she is so young? She must have had him when she was just a foal. Kids today.”

Mary blushed, “No SON, now shut it and get into the back.”

“We have a Hearts and Hooves Day special going on if you’re interested?” Aloe informed, “Since your groups has an even pairing we can set you all up with four couple’s treatments. It basically the same thing, but you get a twenty percent discount.”

Maybe me and Twist can get a dual massage, “Sure that sounds great.”  A warm coat brushed up against his fur. As the lisp filly nuzzled against his coat.

“Thank you for coming with.” It was nothing more than simple thanks. He had received hundred upon thousands before, although this one made the young colt feel warm and fuzzy on the inside.

His face ran scarlet “No problem…” Man up Gary, there is nothing about this situation that warrants blushing.

Aloe finished writing down the primaries for the large group. “Yes, now if the young gentle colt would come with me we shall begin treatment.”

Gary looked over and raised a questioning brow, “I thought this was a couple’s treatment, shouldn't we be going in pairs or something like that?”

The young spa mare smiled. “Yes, but the first part of the treatment is separated by gender. Don’t worry your special somepony will be joining you in your own private room after you have been prepped.”

The colt was nearly shoved forward by the now older mare, “Just go with the flow.” Mary stated. I want to get to my massage.

Gary and Twist looked longing at each other before the doors to the male side swung shut. Well for a couples package, this kind of blows from the start. He turned to face the mare that he was supposed to follow, “So what now?”

“Please follow me.”

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The mare guided the young colt up two stories of stairs he had to make sure to keep his eyes to the floor. Whether or not the mare was doing it on purpose, her tail kept swinging just a little too far to the left revealing something she should have kept hidden.  Damn hormones, why do you torment me so.

“Here you are,” the mare gestured to one of many doors. “Please step inside and get rested on a bed, face down. One of our associates will come and prep you.”

Gary looked up and the door was clearly labeled for colts, while the one next to it was labeled for stallions. They have this place cut into age and gender? He paid no mind as the business practices of the spa as he crossed the threshold into his assigned area.

Inside were four beds, each with a hole for one to rest face down easily. Although he was not alone in the room.  There was another colt in there with him. He was remarkably thin for his age and he had a cream coat and matching feathers for a pegasus.

Both made eye contact, it was a little weird being in a place that was primarily meant for girls. They looked away from each other. “So… your mom dragged you here or did your special pony?”

“My mom brought me here Gary. She wanted to get a discount for the mother son package.” Featherweight said.

“You know me?” he questioned.

He deadpanned, “Yah, were in the same class.”

“Oh right, right,” Gary said feeling slightly bit more comfortable. He took the bed next to his classmate. ‘You’re Fluffy or something like that.”

“Featherweight.” He corrected.

“Sorry, I’m horrible with names,” Gary said honestly.  “So have you been here before?”

Featherweight looked down slightly ashamed, “Yeah, my mom brings me here whenever they have specials. Dad never wants to go because he says its too girly. So mom drags me along. How about you? You’re here with Twist right?”

“I’m here with half our class, somehow got dragged into it. Yes though I am here with Twist. We took the couples package. Although for some pony reason they threw me in here.” The colt flopped on the bed and gestured to the room.

Featherweight nodded, “Yeah pegasi have to come through here for prepping. They put this white gooey stuff that smells like grass on our wings. It supposed to numb our wings while we're here.” He looked away. “You know, them being sensitive and all.”

Gary smiled and chuckled as it clicked, “Oh I get it. No happy endings. Now it makes sense. Don’t want the young colts having too much fun when the masseuse is working over our wings.”   Well at least I don’t have to worry about that when I’m here. “So are you hitting up the dance later?” The colt’s nerves calmed down, it had been a long time since he had had a conversation with another male.

“No… the filly I like won’t give me the time of day. She hates me.” Featherweight sighed as his fell face down on the bed.

Gary followed in suit, “That sucks what you did to make her mad at you…” Then it clicked. “You’re the colt that was picking on Dinky. Oh now I see what’s going on. I thought it was like that but I wasn’t for sure. You didn’t seem like the type to bully a filly.”

Featherweight’s eyes went wide as his deepest darkest secret was torn apart in the matter of moments, “I-I don’t like Dinky! She’s stupid and gross!”

Gary plopped his head in the hole, “Right, and I’m Mrs. Cheerilee. Look here is a piece of advice from one colt to another. The whole being a jerk angle never works. Trust me I tried it a LONG time ago.”

“I DON’T LIKE HER!” he shot back.

“Fine, fine, it’s not like I have experience or anything and am willing to give you some free advice on how to get Dinky to not hate you.” Five, four, three, two…

“Hypothetically, since you do have a very special somepony…”

Called it.

“I am not saying I like her…”

“Of course you don’t.” Gary said. He eased down into the comforter on the bed. This feels nice. He let the warm air blow over his wings.

“What would you say I should do so she doesn’t hate me?” he didn’t want to admit he needed help, but the advice he got from his dad wasn’t working.

Gary took a moment to think, “Well… if I was you. First off I would apologize for making an idiot of yourself. Seriously, if you're a nice pony this shouldn’t be too hard. Then give her something to show that you mean it or do something that would benefit only her.”

Featherweight just pondered, “I tried the nice guy thing, it doesn’t work. She didn’t even notice me when I tried to just be nice.”

“That’s if you did like her…” Gary shot back. This kid can’t even get his story straight. “Look, she noticed you. Now she thinks you’re a jerk who picks on her. So listen to what I have to say and I can get you into the friend zone, from there you can work your way to become her special somepony.”

The younger colt looked up, “Really!?”

The door eased open as a young mare with a auburn coat passed the threshold of the room. On her back was a large metal pail with a white pasture looking substance. “You two must be the young gentle colts, my name is Fire Wind and I will be prepping you.”

 “Let’s talk about this later; guy talk should only be amongst guys.” Gary finished.

Featherweight didn’t want to stop talking; there was something very calming about how open he was with his classmate.

:Red Light District – Canterlot Lower East Side:

The stallion licked his lips as the taste of cider drifted into his system.  Even before he opened his eyes he drank down the cider that was at sitting on the nightstand next to him.

Lazily he opened his eyes as he examined his body to make sure his greatest assist was not damaged in the festivities of the previous night’s playtime. His black coat shimmered like with a fine gloss under the evening sun. The black draconic wings now folded at his side. On his flack was a white rabbit cutie mark.

Gary cracked his neck; I can’t believe I fell asleep. He examined the bed he was laying in. In it were seven mares he did not know the names of.  Well it seems I certainly earned my pay. Man I love hearts and Hooves day. Horny mares, great pay.

With a few beats of his wings he flew off the bed and landed on the floor. None noticed his departure as the group of mares was completely exhausted, in a good way.

The stallion passed the threshold onto the streets of Canterlot, his eyes narrowed as he adjusted to the bright rays of the sun. Damn Celestia, she should move the sun when I get up. Hmmm, still I should see about expanding my territory to the castle; I might get lucky and get a crack at that alicorn flank of hers.

The flight back home was uneventful, only couples roamed the streets below and couples did little to profit the stallion as he made his way towards his destination.  It was a rather large building made completely out white washed limestone. The black tiled roof was the only exception.  I wonder if Gingersnap has the coffee ready.

 The stallion touched down just outside the doors and made not time pressing his way passed the threshold into his place of work. The cramp office decor was the only thing that greeted him. This place feels like a dentist office. 

“Hey Ginger is the coffee ready, I need my pick-me-up.” The stallion called out lazily as he walked past the front desk to the back of the office into the employee’s only section.  Again there was no pony there and there was an even bigger worry for the stallion.

The coffee wasn’t made.

He clicked his tongue in irritation, “Seriously, nine ponies work here and none can make a single pot of coffee.” Wait a second… where is everypony? This place is never empty, ever. The stallion check from the furthest maintenance closet to the hidden door for emergency services.  

“They're not here Gary, I sent them away for a while,” came a chilling voice from behind the stallion.

Gary nearly flipped as he did a hundred and eighty degree turn, ”Don’t scare me like that… wait who are you?” he examined her features. It was a unicorn with a pitch black coat and a red mane. From the neck down she was covered in a black velvet cloak.

Next to her was a foal that was completely covered in the black cloth.

Who in the hell are these weirdoes? “You’re not supposed to be back here. I need to ask you to leave. If you want some service come back when the staff gets back. I don’t handle the paperwork.” He looked down at the foal, “Foals are nearly triple the price if that is what you wanted to ask.”

“Come with me, I would like to have a few words with you.”  The stallion didn’t have a choice in the matter. Reality shifted around him as the image of the hallway faded into the background and the world became white. Alas, this did not last long as endless white began to fill with line and shapes. Next was the color that the hues and tints of every color imaginable filled the lines like a giant painting.

He blinked and it was over. It was the employee’s lounge that wasn’t even one room away. Seriously what a show off.  The stallion wasn’t impressed, “So what do you want?” the stallion said nonchalantly as if this was a normal everyday occurrence.

The mare sat down opposite him the foal stood silently by her side, “It’s been a long time Gary. How have you been?”

He took a seat opposite her as he rested his head on his hoof. “You would excuse me if I don’t remember you; I attend to a lot of mares during this time of the year. So what do you need with me, I have seven more appointments today alone.”

“Don’t worry, the business I have for you is something of a personal nature. With every single pony in the world, only you can do it.” Her violet eyes narrowing in on her target.

If I had a bit for every mare that said that. “So what is it. You want a discount of a package deal or something? I don’t do stallions if that is what you’re wondering. I also have the right to refuse service for extreme fetishes.”

“I did not come here seeking sex. Although I know a few mares that might suit your fancy.” She said as she licked her lips.

One of these mares. “Look I already have a pimp, she may be a stingy bastard but she is good at what she does.”

“Will you shut your trap and listen—“

The stallion got up, “We’re done here, whatever you have to say I’m not interested.”

“How about a crack at your alicorn sister, Mary?” The stallion froze in his place. He turned back slowly as his eyes examined and reexamined the mare.

“Who are you, nopony knows who I really am?” he said nearly breathlessly.

“I see when you split off from Gary he took the bulk of the memories with him. I am your mother, Prota-Gonist.” She said with a devilish smile on her lips.

How does she know that, only Gary should know? “So… you know who and what I am. You had my curiosity, now you have my attention.”

“Good, how that I have your attention. Let me ask you a question. How would you like to reunite with your better half?”

“I would say i rather kill him off, but that would kill both of us off now wouldn’t it. So no I wouldn’t like to reunite with him. I like things the way they are right now. He can run off and be the hero and I can do whatever in the hell I want.” His eyes narrowed.

“Really? You can do whatever you want? How about Mary? Can you ‘DO’  her?” she smiled.

“Well I see you did your homework. Not since he made a deal with Lust, I can’t touch her, but neither can he. Seeing as Mary and Self haven’t killed him I assume they forgave him.”

A twisted smile grew on her lips, “Gary never told either of them what he did, but within the next three days he will be forced to tell them both.”

He started to chuckle, “WAIT, wait, wait, hold it. Stop.  He never told them? Seriously?” The chuckle grew into a hardly laugh. “No way, they don’t know. How have they not figured it out yet? He started to hyperventilate, “Oh god this is priceless.  Oh please tell me you’re not kidding.”

“Yes, he hasn’t spoken a word and neither of them know of his sin.” She licked her lips.

“Oh, I want to be there when he tells them. Where has my other half gone off to?” Gary nearly shivered with excitement.

“Good things come to those who wait. Now however I need to talk to you about reuniting with your other half.”

He waved a dismissing hoof, “No way. There is nothing you could say or do that would make me want to join back up with that bleeding heart.”

Prota shuddered, “Didn’t you say you wanted to score a nice piece of alicorn flank? Only five in the entire world. If you join back with your brother, you could get close to Mary or even Self if you wanted a nice piece of young flesh.”

How did she know… if I join back with that wiener I can finally get a crack at an alicorn. “Say if I did join back up with him, how you are going to get him to go along with it. We both have to willingly agree to become one again. I highly doubt he is willing to since it was his idea to purge me in the first place.”

“I have been preparing for this long before you split. He will join back with you and he will be begging when he does.”

“So what are you going to do to convince him? That self-righteous little wiener is completely loaded. No pony in the world could beat us in a fight, so power is out of the question. With our cutie mark no female could resist us, so mares are out of the question. There is quite literally nothing you could offer.”

“Oh I wouldn’t say that. Do you know of Glass Heart?” The stallion’s heart fluttered as his face grew serious.

“Yah I know of her. It took me three weeks to hunt down that slimy bastard that cut her that day. She died far too young,,,” If only I was there… “What about her? I know you can’t bring her back from the dead. I already tried.”

She shook her head, “No, no form of magic can bring back the dead. Glass however didn’t die without leaving a present for you and your other half.”

The stallion raised a brow, “What do you mean?”

A twisted grin grew on her face, “She was carrying a foal in her womb at the time of her death, that foal in question was nine and a half months along.”

The stallion  held back the memory, “Yes, it was tragic what happened to Autumn Wind. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of her. Sometimes this world is truly unfair.”

The foal shifted in place, she wasn’t allowed to move just yet. She closely examined the features of the stallion sitting across from her.

“Well what if I told you her demises were sorely exaggerated and that her good old grandma and grandpa have been taking care of her all these long years.”

The stallion eyes narrowed, “I would say either you’re a liar or a saint. Playing on my emotions is a quick way to lose your head.”

“Gangrene is a horrible way to die. I feel sorry for Glass, I really do. Gangrene however doesn’t infect the womb as it slowly kills from the inside.” (A/N: I really did the research on this; there have been numerous reports of babies surviving after the mothers passing. Now you know.) “You can take your cloak off now Autumn, and say hello to your father.”

The stallion froze as he watched the young foal trying to take off the black velvet cloak. Alas the four layers of clothes did nothing but deter her from her goal. She struggled and twisted and turned in the cloth until a very impatient mare made the clothes disappear.  “We don’t have time for this.”

The filly flopped on her side as she was release from her duties, now was the moment she been waiting years for. She was finally allowed to see her father. Her coat and mane where that of her mother, Glass. On her back was a set of black dragonic wings a symbol of his personal bloodline. She had his eyes, large deep pools of emerald green stared back at his.

“Hi… Dad.” she said in a whisper, her charcoal mane covering one of her eyes.

The stallion didn’t respond back, this was far too much for him to handle in such a small sitting. He did do the only thing he could do.

He covered the distance between the two in the matter of time that could never have been recorded. If this is a dream, I never want to wake up. As he grabbed her and wrapped her in a tight embrace. He still didn’t say anything.

He started to cry.

They were tears of joy that fell. As a chained reaction, Autumn started to cry as well. Both held each other, each refusing to let go.

Prota got up from her chair, “I am leaving her in your care; make your way to Ponyville in four days’ time.”

He only nodded.

Prota vanished and left the father daughter pair to catch up. Nopony but her noticed that a large section of his black mane took on the color of silver-white.  Soon, very soon.

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