Twilight lay on her side, quivering in her compartment.

So...you wanna have a three way?

She shook her head in denial.

No. Peter is dead. He can't ask you to have a three way.

"Uh...sugarcube? Are you...alright?"

"Why...yes, Applejack! I'm quite fine!"

"Uh...y'sure?"

"Yes, fine quite I'm!"

Applejack took a step back. "Oh, geeze...there she goes with that crazy grammar thing again...Ah think Peter's...passin', is gettin' to her." She gulped, Fluttershy sniffing as more tears were brought forth.

"I can't imagine what Rainbow Dash is going through right now..."

Rainbow Dash, now sitting on Peter's chest, (his pants now back around his waste,) punched the latter on the shoulder.

"Ow! What was that for!?"

"You just asked Twilight if she wanted to have a three way!"

"And? Ow! Would you stop that!?"

"Peter, she thought you were dead!"

"...Go on..." He wasn't giving her another reason to hit him.

"And she saw you having sex with me. That must've been a bit jarring, don't you think?

Peter nodded. "Yeah, I guess you're right...Ow! What was that for!?"

Rainbow Dash shrugged. "I dunno. It's just fun to hit you. Anyway, you just asked her if she wanted to have a three way. This goes against everything she knows. Now, she'll be freaking out, and we'll have to explain your un-death to her..."

"Okay...anyway, can you stop hitting me?"

Rainbow Dash raised a hoof to her chin, and seemed to be thinking hard.

"OW! I'm taking that as a no..."

Rainbow Dash grunted. "Come on, I'm not even hitting you that hard! Hay, you came back from the dead!"

"Yeah, but I'm still a total pussy..."

Rainbow Dash chuckled lightly, but her laughter was cut short by a sudden question.

"Hey, speaking of which...how did you come back from the dead?"

Peter smiled. "Well, let's just say that I kicked some ass!

"Kicked the ass of a Suitor from Amnesia: Justine...

"Killed a few Grunts from Amnesia: The Dark Descent...

"And totally dodged a fucking Darkside!"

Rainbow Dash raised an eyebrow. "Suitor? Grunt? Darkside? You do know that I have no bucking clue what any of that is, right?"

Peter shrugged, and put a hand on the back of Rainbow Dash's head. "Well, it doesn't matter. As long as I'm back with you, and not dead...y'know...anything is better than death...besides being away from you..."

Peter felt his heart explode with love again, and Rainbow Dash smiled. "Geeze, Peter...you're being awful sappy..."

Smiling, Peter pulled Rainbow Dash down onto his chest, and his mouth and her muzzle instantly locked in a long, passionate kiss.

As soon as they parted, Peter held her close to his heart, and said something that felt more true in that one moment, than it ever had before.

"I love you, Dashie. I love you more than I can ever say. I got the chance to come back, to you, to our child, or foal, our family. I got a chance to come back to our family. And I will never leave you again, so long as I live."

He kissed her again, and she him, both of them then realizing how truly deep their love went...

"Peter..." Rainbow Dash began, once they had parted once more. "I love you just as much...if not more..."

After several moments, the both of them pulled back, aware of a responsibility they both had, to Twilight, and to their friends.

Fluttershy shuddered at the thought. "Oh, my...it must be terrible for her..."

Applejack bowed her head, but looked up as Twilight began to ramble.

"No, Twilight, he's dead...he can't ask you if you want a three way..."

Fluttershy and Applejack exchanged a glance.

"Uh...Twilight? I...I think that you and I need to have a little talk..."

The lavender unicorn simply twitched an ear.

Fluttershy walked towards her, an anxious feeling filling her stomach.

"Twilight...what's wrong?"

The lilac unicorn jumped up, causing Fluttershy to shrink back with a small squeak.

Hyperventilating, Twilight pulled the membrane on the compartment shut. She turned, her chest heaving, and ran up to Fluttershy, throwing her hooves up in hysteria. " I went to check on Rainbow Dash, and Peter had his finger in her vagina!!"

"Umm...I'm sorry...what?"

"And then, he asked me if I wanted to have a three way!" Twilight started pacing, and Fluttershy winced in shock and confusion.

"Wait...Peter's alive, and he had his finger...where?"

"But he's dead! He shouldn't be able to ask me questions!"

"He had his finger...where!?"

Twilight stopped carrying on as Fluttershy hunched over, her face becoming slightly green in complexion.

"Uh, Fluttershy? Are you...?"

Just then, the Pegasus retched, now hyperventilating as well.

"Ugh! That's...that's disgusting!"

Twilight rushed over, and started patting her friend on the back with a hoof, the both of them voicing their opinions.

"I know, right!? But what's worse is that he asked me if I wanted to have a three-way!"

"Wh...What!? Eugh!"

"I know! Just the mere idea of touching either of them like that is repulsive!"

Fluttershy took a deep breath, clearing her mind. "Okay...we need to tell everypony else that Peter's alive...scratch the whole..." She burped, still dazed by the news. "Vagina and finger thing...and the...three...way..."

Fluttershy swooned, and her vision went slightly hazy. "I...I think I need a...a lie down..."

She passed out, and Twilight immediately grabbed her with magic, putting her down on the bed as she cleaned the bile off of the floor, her nose scrunched up as the smell reached her nose.

Pinkamena Diane Pie sobbed into her pillow once more.

Oh, Celestia...he was my friend...why...

She hit a hoof on the mattress, screaming into the feathered pillow with wordless shouts.

Why!?

She sat up, her heart ablaze as she stared at the membrane in front of Peter's compartment.

Pushing herself up to all four hooves, she watched as the membrane was pulled open by a cyan wing. She walked over, ready to comfort Rainbow Dash, when suddenly...

The orange work pony lowered her head in submission.

Ah guess he really is gone...

She looked up, examining how her stetson hat sat perched upon the hook. So sturdy, yet so fragile, just like-

"Zombie! Kill it! KILL IT WITH FIRE!"

Applejack stood, immediately throwing her hat on. Running out of her compartment, she saw something odd, yet wonderful.

Pinkie Pie, her inflated mane and tail flying about crazily, was on top of Peter, struggling to hold him down as they had a verbal debate.

"I am not a zombie!"

"Yeah, that's what they all say! Zombie!"

"I'm not!"

Rainbow Dash came over, and tugged Pinkie Pie off of the human.

"Rainbow Dash, let me go! That zombie's gonna eat our brains!"

"He's not a zombie! He beat death!"

Applejack trotted over, eying the panting human with an air of incredulity.

"Wait...what?"

Peter stood, dusting his sweatpants off. Clearing his throat, he began to speak.

"First off, hi! How are you? Yeah, I'm back from the dead. Just got tackled by Pinkie Pie. Obviously very happy to see me."

The pink pony chuckled lightly, then looked down at the ground, which came up to meet her as Rainbow Dash let her down, gently. "Oh...I guess you're not a zombie...zombies aren't really great comedians..."

Peter raised an eyebrow, and smiled. "Yah don't say! Anyway...yeah. I'm back from the dead."

Applejack shook her head, confused. "But...how?"

Grabbing his crotch, (effectively causing Applejack to wince in utter horror,) he shouted in victory.

"I made death suck deez nuts! Yipe-ki-yay, mothah fuckahs!!"

Applejack took a step back, and Pinkie Pie started laughing in earnest, while Rainbow Dash simply smiled at Peter.

"Pffffffffffffffffffffffft hahahahahahaha!"

Applejack, Peter, and Rainbow Dash all raised an eyebrow at what Pinkie Pie had said. They were used to laughter, but not somepony actually pronouncing each individual 'ha'...

Finally calming down, Pinkie Pie taclked Peter once more, this time in a hug.

"Thisissoamazingthatyou'rebacktolifewherre'sTwilightFluttershyandSpikeIhavetotellthem!"

"Uh...wat?"

"Yep!"

Peter raised an eyebrow, once more, as Pinkie Pie jumped off of him, and practically flew towards the membrane leading to Twilight's compartment.

"Uh...what just happened?" Rainbow Dash asked, totally baffled as to what Pinkie Pie had been saying.

Peter smiled at Rainbow Dash. "The world will never know," he said, ushering light laughter from the two mares standing with him.

Applejack smiled as Peter stood. "Well, Ah don't wanna seem unhappy to see you again, now, do Ah?"

She drew Peter into a strong hug, expressing the true happiness that now flowed out of her as she realized how amazing this all was: her friend had come back from the dead.

Stooping down to her height to give her a less awkward hug, Peter smiled, patting Applejack on the back.

After a few moments, he gently pulled her off of himself, and stood, ready to-

"Hoobity booppity zippity zop!"

The strange exclamation surprised even Peter, who had shouted it, but not as much as the lavender unicorn that had tackled him to the ground.

"You're not dead, for real! Great!"

Peter raised a hand to pat her on the back, but she immediately terminated the embrace, glaring at him with scorn.

"Did you wash that hand!?"

"Uh...no?"

"Then don't touch me!"

"Uh...why?"

Pinkie Pie popped into view, smiling wide. "Because you were dead, silly! You have those dead body germs all over your hands!"

Twilight shook her head, eying Peter's left hand with distaste, not noticing that her mane had slapped him in the face twice.

"No! He had his fingers in Rainbow Dash's vagina!"

Everypony went silent, and simply stared at Peter and Rainbow Dash, all of them sharing a lively blush as the words settled.

Peter rolled his shoulders as he lay on the therapeutic chair, (which Pinkie Pie had oh-so-conveniently pulled out of her mane,) and looked over at Rainbow Dash, who was on a second therapeutic chair, the red, velvet cushion in stark contrast to her cyan coat and rainbow mane.

Twilight cleared her throat, sitting between Peter and Rainbow Dash, everypony else watching on anxiously. "So, Peter...would you mind explaining why you had your finger in Rainbow Dash's vagina?"

Peter pinched the bridge of his nose, blushing madly. He sighed as he attempted to explain the inexplicable.

"Well, humans...pleasure, each other like that. Humans do it to themselves, as well. Women will put their fingers in their...vaginas...to please themselves. Well, not all women. Some. It's very unladylike, and most women have high self-esteem, and wouldn't dare to even think of doing that."

Twilight nodded, and turned to Rainbow Dash. "Now, why did you allow him to carry on? And how did it feel? Strange, odd, disturbing..."

"Bucking, amazing! I'm being serious. I mean, I had my first orgasm, just as you walked in!"

Applejack released an audible gasp, and Twilight blushed, slightly-wait, no, VERY-taken aback.

"O...Oh. Uh...just...just a bit too much information..."

Rainbow Dash shrugged, and chuckled, her shell of cockiness going just a bit too far. "Yeah, yeah. I bet you're just jealous!"

Twilight was about to defend herself against the claim, when Peter somehow managed to make things worse.

"Awwww, shit! She just called you jelly!"

Pinkie Pie stood, enraged. "Jelly is a hard-working pony, Peter! He tests the pH of Granny Smith's giant jelly jars," she explained, ending on a rather chipper note.

Applejack rolled her eyes. "Okay, we're gettin' nowhere. I think we should just end this."

Twilight released a small exclamation of agitation. "But we just started! I need to know more about the human culture!"

"Yes, but Ah doubt that either of 'em appreciate you snoopin' around in their sex lives. Ain't that right, you two?"

Peter and Rainbow Dash nodded, blushing furiously.

"Exactly. Now, let's just...put this behind us."

Twilight nodded, and walked away, which begot a hefty sigh and a rolling of the eyes from both Peter and Rainbow Dash.

"There she goes again..." Rainbow Dash complained, not knowing what Twilight was actually doing.

What Twilight was doing was, A., waking up Fluttershy, and B., explaining to said Pegasus what she had learned, and that Peter wasn't actually dead.

Peter sighed once more as Twilight disappeared from view. He stood, rolling his shoulders, relieved that-

His vision doubled as his head collided with the mahogany floor. Fluttershy rubbed her cheek against him, forcing the air out of him in a debilitating hug. "You're alive! Oh, thank Celestia!"

Peter chuckled lightly, and painfully, smiling down at the yellow Pegasus.

So fucking adorable...

He ruffled her mane, and slowly attempted to extricate himself from the hug. He finally gave up, and managed to squeeze out a sentence, just as a new pain sent distress signals to his brain. "Fluttershy...you're...crushing...my..."

Fluttershy stood, blushing as she smiled sheepishly. "Oh, sorry..."

Peter's eyes began to water, and his hands flew to his crotch as he entered a fetal position, his voice reduced to a hoarse whisper. "My balls..."

Fluttershy blinked in surprise, realizing that her leg had been pressing into Peter's crotch. However, what surprised her more, was that his...genitalia, had been present for her to hurt. "Uh...Peter...why do you have them out in the first place?"

Twilight's eyes shot open wide, and she grunted, already preparing the therapeutic chairs for a second use.

Twilight cleared her throat, and began once more. "So, Peter, why did you have your genitalia out?"

"Humans can't put it away. Happy?"

"So...you're always...'ready'?

Peter sighed. "No, when I get an erection, I'm 'ready', and right now, I'm 'flaccid'..." He explained, his words stretched as his voice adopted a drawl similar to that of a child being scored by their mother.

Twilight blinked, and blushed. Everypony but Rainbow Dash took a large step back, staring at his crotch in utter horror and disgust. Peter rolled his eyes, desperately searching for a subject he could change the conversation to.

His stomach supplied it, as it ravenously roared, crying out for nutrients to enter the system, and matter to leave the system. He clutched his midsection, suddenly feeling rather sick, and confused.

Jesus...I thought that when someone dies, all the matter in their body is forced out...then again, I didn't exactly die all the way, my body was still functioning a small amount...I think...fuck it, I need to go to the bathroom!!!

"Ugh...I need to go to the bathroom...and eat...really, really badly..."

Twilight blinked as Peter's stomach rumbled once more.

Bathroom? We were always told to go to the bathroom in the pit stops...is there even a bathroom on this train!? Is that why we had to go in the pit stops all the time!? What a huge design flaw!

Peter moaned in discomfort, and Rainbow Dash winced in sympathy.

"I think that there's a bathroom somewhere on this train, Peter...I'll look for it. Just...hold on, okay?"

Rainbow Dash zipped off, searching every square inch of the train in about ten seconds, flat. Finally, she found a door to a compartment that, apparently, hadn't been noticed by anypony prior to her examination. She tore open the door, and there, gleaming in all of its holiness, was a white, ceramic toilet.

She rushed out, and picked up Peter, (much to his surprise,) bringing him over to the toilet. She closed the door, and walked over to Twilight, who was now holding a quill and a piece of paper.

"Eggs, please. For the both of us."

Twilight nodded, and wrote down the order, using the mindset she normally used to deal with Pinkie's antics to deal with the antics of Rainbow Dash and Peter.

Fluttershy helped Peter, who had, rather woozily, just stumbled out of the bathroom, over to the food, where Rainbow Dash was already awaiting his arrival. She gave Rainbow Dash a rather scornful look, then moved over to her own food, watching Peter cautiously.

"Finally...some food!" He started eating, and Rainbow Dash frowned at her food, obviously disappointed with something. Fluttershy had to use all of her self control not to shout at the cyan Pegasus for being selfish. Peter had just come back from the dead, and all Rainbow Dash cared about was whether she liked the way the eggs had been made...

"Hey, Peter?"

He looked up at the cyan Pegasus, swallowing some eggs before he spoke. "What? You okay, 'Dash? You want something else to eat?" Fluttershy smiled. At least he truly cared for the other in the relationship...

"No, it's fine...just...sorry for not helping you over to the food...I should've helped you, when you almost fell coming out of the bathroom..." Fluttershy smiled, but everypony else donned a surprised expression. Rainbow Dash wasn't normally so...considerate. Then again, this was her husband-to-be, and he did just come back from the dead...

Peter smiled, as he was now used to this other side of Rainbow Dash coming out for him. The side that needed a hug, and that needed to feel accepted when she messed up, which was something that made him love the athletic pony so much more...

He hugged the cyan Pegasus, smiling wide as he did so. "It's fine. As long as I get to eat with you...and I'm not dead." Fluttersy released a small 'aw', and so did everypony else, even Spike, (who had torn himself away from Rarity long enough to learn about Peter's antics and not being dead anymore.) Rainbow Dash pulled back, rolling her eyes. "Yeah, yeah. You're so sappy, Peter!"

No matter how hard she tried to keep up her 'cool' composure, she couldn't resist smiling lovingly as Peter hooked his left arm around her shoulder, pulling her close and rubbing her shoulder. She let her head rest against his broad shoulder, and closed her eyes, smiling wistfully, and happily.

Peter wiped his right hand on the napkin, (as he had somehow managed to get some egg on it despite using a fork,) and placed the now-clean hand on her belly, wanting nothing more than to curl up with the pony he loved, and sleep...

But then, he noticed how...strange his palm felt as he pressed it up against Rainbow Dash's belly. Where he used to feel the bandage sag in, was a sudden resistance. He looked up to Twilight, and voiced his realization.

"Hey, Twilight? My palm feels kinda weird. Could you maybe...take a look at it for me?"

The lavender unicorn smiled, and nodded, immediately examining the bandage on the now-outstretched hand.

"Well, the bandage appears to be fine...do you mind if I...remove it?"

Peter shrugged. "Go ahead."

The bandage was peeled off with magic, which yielded little to no resistance, and everypony gasped at what it had been covering.

Where a small hole had once been, flat, superfluous skin now completed the palm. Peter grinned, and removed the bandage from his other hand, this time without Twilight's magic. He was greeted with yet another perfect palm.

"Oh, sweet! I guess Zecora really knows how to fix stuff up, huh?"

Rainbow Dash smiled wide, and rubbed her cheek against Peter's shoulder. "Well, it's nice to see that your palm is back to normal...and you're not dead."

Peter smiled, but his attention was diverted from the happy coincidence as Twilight cleared her throat. "If you don't mind, I would like to magically examine your hands. Just to make sure that nothing went wrong."

Peter nodded, and extended both of his hands across the table, careful to keep his sleeves out of the food. Twilight pressed her glowing horn to each palm in turn, then pulled back, a small frown contorting her features. Peter gulped, slightly nervous as to what was wrong with his palms.

"What's the matter, Twilight?"

The lavender unicorn shook her head slightly, still frowning. "I...I found something...odd. Your palms are fine, but...I need to research something. I'll get back to you in a bit."

Peter gulped, and looked over at Rainbow Dash, who simply shrugged and put a hoof on his shoulder. "I'm sure it'll be fine, Peter..."

Fluttershy cleared her throat, and relayed a new realization.. "I just noticed that you seem to have been totally healed. I...I gave you CPR, and broke a few of your ribs..."

Rainbow Dash frowned. "What? Fluttershy, shouldn't you have stopped?"

Peter put a now-healed hand on the cyan Pegasus' back, marveling at how different it felt without that linen barrier...

"No, she shouldn't have. When you break ribs, you know you're doing it right. Trust me, I'm certified in CPR. Or, at least, back on earth. I'd probably be arrested here..."

Fluttershy nodded in agreement, and spoke once more, this time rather assertively. "Peter, you've been through a lot today, and you, too, Rainbow Dash. How about you two go sleep in the hammock, for a bit? It's only noon, so you two can take a small nap for now. We'll call you down when Twilight finishes her research."

Peter smiled,and nodded to Fluttershy. "Good idea. Rainbow Dash, could you...?"

Smiling, the cyan Pegasus in question grabbed him by the armpits, and floated up to the hammock, immediately pulling the screens around the fabric closed as he lie there, contently waiting for his fiance.

Rainbow Dash lay down next to Peter, and put her wings around him, the human curling up into a ball in the warm embrace. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to himself, and, effectively, himself closer to her, her heartbeat thudding through to his chest as he nuzzled up against her shoulder.

"So, Peter...what do you plan to do in Las Haygas..."

Peter smiled, and closed his eyes, his earlier giddiness now replaced with a content tiredness.

"I dunno...go to the beach, relax...maybe we can go to the pool together...you do know that we can't drink any alcohol, right? Because that would hurt the baby..."

Rainbow Dash nodded, and closed her eyes as well.

"Well, then...while we're setting down ground rules...here are a few for you.

"No checking out anypony. No matter what. Got it?"

Peter simply nodded, too tired to engage in a full conversation.

"And do not talk to any Pegasi that seem to be flaunting their wings. All they want is sex, and lots of it."

Peter chuckled. "So, they're like hookers?"

"No. They're just sluts."

"Same thing, only one gets paid and one doesn't."

"Yeah, I guess you're right...anyway...

"This is the biggest rule. No. Dying. I know you may feel tempted to at times, but don't. I want to have you alive when we get married."

Peter chuckled lightly, but agreed to it nonetheless, nuzzling Rainbow Dash's neck as he spoke. "Don't worry, Dashie...I'm not going anywhere..."

Rainbow Dash smiled, and rested her chin on his forehead, closing her eyes for a small nap...

"What did you see in his hand, Twilight?"

The lavender unicorn looked back at Fluttershy. She sighed, still unsure what to make of the odd discovery...

"I found small granules of the Soul Gem in his hand. It seems as though his nervous system has integrated them into its own wiring...which, in all senses, should make them conduits for power, but only when an insane amount of emotion is pumped through them...but, I can't find anything to back that up!"

Fluttershy blinked, tilting her head slightly in thought. "Well, you have to apologize to Celestia, right? Why don't you ask her in your letter?"

Twilight nodded. It made sense, to ask Celestia in a letter. That way, she could raise her suspicions with the wise deity. Peter said he can't do magic, which is one of the reasons as to why he couldn't be the wielder of the Seventh Element of Harmony. What if this means that he is? He was Loyal enough to crush that soul gem, and now, if he has enough emotion blasting through him, he can do Magic. I simply must bring this up with Princess Celestia!

Twilight bit her lower lip. She didn't want to worry Fluttershy with the idea that they were possibly readying a weapon for Celestia, but neither did she want to keep her friend in the dark. She steeled her nerves, and explained to Fluttershy what had occurred, preparing herself to show the yellow Pegasus her memories.

"Hey, Peter?" Rainbow Dash asked cautiously. She remembered how opposed Peter had been to the idea, but she still wanted to know.

"Yeah, Dashie?"

"Remember when Twilight said you might be the Seventh Element of Harmony, or at least its wielder?"

Peter sighed. He had no desire to pursue the topic any further than the question, but he decided to humor the cyan Pegasus' question with an answer.

"Yeah, I remember. I truly doubt that I am. Even if I am Honest, Kind, Generous, Loyal, and able to Laugh things off...none of which could ever be used to describe me...I still can't do Magic. And I never will be able to do Magic."

Rainbow Dash laid a hoof on his chest, looking deep into his eyes. "Peter, you're every one of those things. You're Kind, Generous, Honest, and most definitely Loyal. More Loyal than me."

Peter shook his head, remembering the show based on this world...or rather, that just so happened to emulate this world. "Rainbow Dash, I'm not Honest. If I were, you'd know something that nopony else can ever know. A true secret, one that I will forever protect."

Rainbow Dash nuzzled him on the neck, feeling slightly hurt. "Peter, you can tell me anything. Trust me. I love you. I would never give away one of your secrets..."

Peter sighed, thinking hard. She deserves to know...she's going to be my wife, for Christ's sake...

But I can't let her know the full truth...that could send her spiraling into insanity.

So, he spun the following tale:

When Peter had woken up, on Equestria, all he remembered past his last memory on earth was a voice. This voice had spoken of Six Elements of Harmony, and something called 'Discord'.

Rainbow Dash gasped. "So, you knew all about the Elements of Harmony? And Discord? Why didn't you tell us!?"

Peter shrugged. "Ianno. I guess I was just afraid, what with previously being shoved in a cage..."

Rainbow Dash put on a really, really bad poker face. Peter raised an eyebrow, and she broke the futile effort within a few seconds.

"Hehehehe...sorry 'bout that. I kinda freaked out, since you were muttering to yourself, right after you had burned a giant hole in the Everfree Forest, and I kinda...uh..." She gulped. "Kicked you into the cage. I thought you were the creature that would destroy Ponyville, like in my dreams...and I had to stop you. Celestia was going to shove you in and sentence you to immediate death, but she wanted you awake for it, though, so I accidentally bought you some time, during which Fluttershy argued with Celestia. So, in the end, I guess I saved your life..."

Peter smiled, and ruffled her rainbow mane. "You don't have to say sorry. If anything, I should be saying thank you, for saving my life." He smiled, knowing just how cheesy his next line was going to be...

"I guess you're really the best thing that ever happened to me. In every way possible. You saved my life, and now, I'm going to have a family with you...the most amazing Pegasus to ever bless Equestria with her presence."

Rainbow Dash smiled, giggling lightly as she nuzzled his shoulder. "Wow, Peter...that was, by far, the sappiest thing you've ever said..."

She stopped nuzzling his shoulder, and kissed him on the cheek. "But is also the nicest, and the most accurate. Because you're the greatest thing that has ever happened to me, Peter. You saved me from those dreams, and I can trust you with anything. And I love you. I love you, and I can't wait to have a family with you."

Peter felt a pang of regret as he cuddled up with her (which he just then realized was odd: he never thought that a pony like Rainbow Dash would enjoy taking it slow and cuddling...then again, this Rainbow Dash was the sensitive, loving Rainbow Dash, not the brash, uncaring generalization the show pinned her down as and DEAR GOD THIS IS A LONGASS PARENTHESES EXCERPT).

He wanted to tell her. He wanted to let her know what the strange, goat-pony-thing had said...that the Grunt that had stabbed him was sent by Discord. But, alas, he could not bring himself to end this care-free, loving state of mind.

Ignorance...truly is bliss.

He sighed, both a heavy conscience and a tired feeling weighing down on his mind...

Fluttershy held a hoof up to Twilight's glowing horn, effectively doubling the lavender unicorn's vision, as well as sending her into a debilitating headache. "Wait, Twilight. This sounds kind of important. Don't you think we should let Applejack and Pinkie Pie know? You know, since you told everypony else about it..."

Twilight nodded, still somewhat dizzied by the hoof-to-horn connection. After a few moments, she nodded to Fluttershy, who was continually apologizing for the horn-tapping.

Together, they walked up to the orange work pony and pink party pony, who were currently having a light conversation as they watched Spike, who was on his knees next to Rarity, never leaving the white unicorn's side.

"Hey, you two. I have something to tell you, something I should've told you a while ago."

Pinkie Pie pepped up, obviously excited. "Oh, I love secrets!"

Twilight shook her head. "This isn't a secret. It's important that you two know. I'll show you all what I showed Peter, Spike, Rarity, and Rainbow Dash."

She showed them the vision and the memories, and shuddered as only she heard the words that Ditzy Doo had shared with her...

You will know who the Wielder is...

When his memories try to kill him and those around him.

When the show of memories had finished, the pink party pony shook her head in confusion.

"And you're saying that the Seventh Element of Harmony is...Peter?"

Twilight nodded, but shook her head after a moment's thought. "Yes, but I can't be sure. I believe he is, but I don't know whether he is or not. However, I fully believe that he is its wielder."

Applejack blinked, confused. "But, wait...why would we need a Seventh Element of Harmony now? Equestria is at peace, ain't it?"

Twilight sighed. "I'm going to ask Celestia about it. Also, I found Soul Gem granules that were assimilated into he nervous system in his palm. They should allow him to do amazing feats of magic, but only when a surge of emotion blasts through his body with the power of a freight train. This means whenever he's unbelievably angry, happy, or in love, he could possibly do magic without even knowing it."

Applejack and Pinkie Pie exchanged a glance. After a moment, they looked back to Twilight, obviously worried.

"Uh...are you two-"

Twilight gasped, immediately realizing why they were so worried.

"He might do magic and hurt Rainbow Dash!"

A sudden glow, coming from the small luggage that Rarity had loaned Peter, distracted them. Throwing each other nervous glances, they slowly approached the bag, staring at the glow emitting from its slightly opened zipper. They opened it, rather cautiously, and gasped at what the contents had in store.

Peter woke up after five minutes. He couldn't sleep, as he had the cyan Pegasus next to him on the mind. He looked over at her, and she opened her eyes after a moment, not saying anything as they silently examined each others eyes.

After several loving moments of simply gazing into each others' eyes, Rainbow Dash broke the silence.

"Peter, we should get married in Las Haygas."

Peter smiled. "Great idea...but where? And how much would it cost? I have no bits whatsoever, remember?"

The cyan Pegasus blinked, looking away from his eyes, and down at her wings as she continued to speak.

"We can get married in the Tower de Celestia, which I believe is free for courtesy guests..."

Peter smiled. "How do you know that? Did you ask Twilight for a place to get married?"

She gulped, now openly blushing. "N...no. My...my parents got married in the same Tower de Celestia that we're staying at..."

Peter's smile faded as he remembered the light Pegasus' dark childhood. His brain sent bursts of emotion through his body, telling every single organ that it was experiencing major bursts of love.

Peter lay his (strangely) tingling palm on Rainbow Dash's cheek, and stroked the curves of her face with his fingers. "Rainbow Dash..."

The cyan Pegasus gulped. "I'm sorry, it was a stupid idea..."

Peter kissed her, his heart hammering as a new wave of emotion surged through him, his palms tingling and itching like crazy.

"It was a brilliant idea. We should get married there, and your parents will look down from heaven and be so proud of you...because you're an amazing Pegasus, and you deserve everything and anything that you could ever possibly want."

He kissed her again, and a huge burst of love washed over his mind, breaking the barriers of his nervous system as the particles in his hand were pushed to their holding limit of emotional output.

Suddenly, he felt a burst of...something, in his hands.

His palms burning, Peter tore his hand off of Rainbow Dash's face, staring at the glowing palm. He lifted the other, and gaped at it. Rainbow Dash joined him in the gaping, and, together, they watched the light show make two images: on his left hand, an enigmatic image, which neither of them could define. On his right, was a lightning bolt: the same as Rainbow Dash's cutie mark, which also (strangely enough) had a faint glow to it. Around the tiny lightning bolt were five clusters of light, which had no definite shape whatsoever.

Suddenly, the light show stopped, and Peter and Rainbow Dash looked at each other, shocked.

"What the fuck just happened..."

The cyan Pegasus shook her head, not knowing what to make of the light show. Besides one thing.

"That was awesome...Peter, I think you just did magic..."

Just then, the screens were pulled open by a magical aura, and six Soul Gem fragments were presented to him, all held within the same, purple, magical aura.

One of them was shaped like a lightning bolt.

As everypony was going about their rather...odd, days, Rarity was having a horrible nightmare.

Drøm Mester peered into the black substance on the wall. It had started as a mere thought bubble, but had transformed into a true nightmare. Dipping his horn into the substance, he watched as the nightmare unfolded.

Everything was dark and black. Nothing truly was anymore.

Rarity was bound by chains from the ceiling...wait...what ceiling?

The chains clinked from their invisible origins, high above Rarity in this dark place.

Footsteps...Not hoofsteps...

Rarity looked up, silently hoping that her new friend had come to relieve her of this torture...

It wasn't him. Or rather, it was him, but he had changed...

This 'Peter' was completely blacked out. The only part of him that wasn't black, were his yellow, gleaming eyes.

It spoke, sending chills down the white unicorn's spine. "Rarity."

That single word sent her into hysterics. She tried to shout out to him, but to no avail.

She glanced at his hand, in which a small, black object was grasped.

It looked suspiciously like the 'Desert Eagle' Peter had shown everypony.

He moved it, and seemed to be concentrating on the two small panels in the back.

"Goodbye."

The muzzle of the gun exploded in light.

And all the darkness went dark.

Drøm Mester gritted his teeth, pumping more and more energy into the dream that had congealed along the walls.

It has already begun...the memories of the 29 year old Peter Roose...if soul and memory meet...

He stopped thinking about it, and, instead, focused on vanquishing the nightmare before him. A growl met his ears, and the Skygger was met with the Soul Metal blade of Sølv Brann. Drøm Mester pumped more energy into the hemorrhage on the wall.

Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, and about twenty Skygger, the nightmare burst like a balloon, filled with Light and Hope.

Panting, Drøm Mester reeled back, barely keeping his balance as his hind legs shook.

Finally, he lost his balance, and the three marauders were ejected from the Realm of Dreams, as Drøm Mester could no longer hold up the spell required to keep other ponies in the Realm of Dreams with him, and one could not sleep in the Realm of Dreams.

"Ah. You're back."

He swiveled his head, and saw Metall Kant peering down at him, a distant, sad glint in his fellow Leader's eyes.

"Who did we lose this time, Metall?"

"Gammel Hjerte. The Elder of Death. The Elder of Time is still happily...half-alive. However, the soul pushed Gammel Hjerte through a Rift. According to the Pool, said soul is currently making his way up to the Temple, to take the Blade as his own."

Drøm Mester winced. If Gammel Hjerte had been pushed through a Rift, he wouldn't be himself by the time he escaped its clutches. And, if that damned soul got to the Sword...

"How can we stop him?"

"We can't. And I won't be sending anypony on a wild goose hunt for the doors to the Realm of Death in the Realm of Dreams."

Drøm Mester nodded, and turned to Sølv Brann. Nodding to the silver pony, he walked back so as to address the both of them.

"I am afraid that now, all we can do is delay the inevitable. We shall descend into the Realm of Dreams each day, and attempt to halt the memories' progress. As for the war, we shall slay all Skygger we see. However, as I said, at this point, all we can do is delay the inevitable."

Suddenly, Drøm Mester twitched. His horn glowed, and his eyes went vacant. Metall Kant and Sølv Brann watched on with growing interest.

When he returned, Drøm Mester smiled at what he had seen.

"Alas...not all hope is lost."

Celestia watched with growing anticipation as Ditzy Doo's Eye of Dreams glowed at an intensity greater than it ever had before. The entire throne room was awash with the golden light.

Finally, the grey Pegasus returned, and smiled.

"Celestia...it's beginning...with Loyalty..."

Celestia smiled. She knew it would be Loyalty. Undoubtedly, her subjects would have noticed the change in the Soul Gem fragments by now.

However, there was more in store for the regal deity.

"Also, he has been Tied to Loyalty."

Celestia blinked, confused.

"I don't understand. 'Tied', to Loyalty?"

"Yes. Their souls are connected: they are now connected by a bond stronger than marriage."

Celestia blinked once more, this time in astonishment.

They continued to converse for some time.

However, what they spoke of, is not meant for us to know of.

The blacked out soul pushed open the door to the inner chambers. Finally...after navigating this maze of a building, he had found it.

There, in the center, lay a blade of black Death Metal, which bearer an uncanny resemblance to an Ebony Sword.

Grinning in success, he stepped forward.

However, as he reached the pillar of dark light, within which the blade gleamed, he felt a sudden thud in his very being.

Like it or not, he was still bound to his own soul: the soul of the fifteen year old that had replaced him. And now, he could feel through that bond, the Tie to another being.

He dismissed it. Sooner or later, they would all be his, and he could remove his fifteen year old murderer from the world...

He grasped the hilt of the sword, and yanked it from its spot in the pillar of light.

The intricate engravings and designs were immediately absorbed in a black substance that flowed from Peter's very being. It slowly crept up the length of the blade, absorbing the curves and delicate intricacies that lined its length. As the black substance fully enveloped the blade, the pillar of light flickered, and finally, died. The Realm of Death's last light had been extinguished, and yet, it thrummed with the light of a thousand souls.

When the substance retracted, the blade, to the naked eye, appeared unchanged.

However, to the eye of a dark soul, it was completely different: its purpose was changed, and so was its name.

A booming voice echoed through the halls, the soul's master quite pleased with the turn of events.

Discord grinned at his greatest success.

"Good, you have corrupted the Blade of Death. From now on, it shall go by the name...the Sword of Souls. With this in your hand, I shall truly gain control of Equestria within mere days of war...

"I can sense your confusion. What nags at your mind, my worthy accomplice?"

The soul sneered at the darkness, and slapped the flat of the blade against the palm of his hand. "How the fuck is this sword different from any other? Besides looking nice, how will this help us conquer Equestria?"

Discord resisted the urge to kill it then and there. He still needed the soul, like it or not. "Listen carefully, boy.

"That blade is no ordinary blade. That blade reflects your very soul. Seeing as how you are a soul, this blade reflects you.

"And, when all of your being is directed towards killing a being...no matter how strong, or insignificant...

"You shall destroy that being's soul. Completely. No remnants of body nor soul shall remain. This is the only sword that can both kill, and end.

"In addition to destroying souls, you now control souls. With the Sword of Souls in your grasp, you can direct Skygger, and any other soul you wish. So long as you have first destroyed their body."

Peter grunted, and gave the sword an experimental slice. The sound of it whistling through the air played music to Discord's ear, as it was perfectly oriented to the soul's body and overall being, and was perfectly oriented to how Discord would set it to use...

"Hmph. Well, then...that changes the odds quite a bit."

He snapped his fingers, and snatched the materialized scabbard from the air. Turning on his heel, Peter walked out of the hall, and Discord simply smiled, pleased with the forwardness of his new pawn...

"Come on, Rarity, wake up...I'm sorry, please, wake up..."

Spike had been sitting there for the past hour. He wasn't leaving her side, not for anything...

She was still in a coma, as Spike had split her liver and intestines when he had attacked her in Pinkie Pie's mane. And while Twilight could heal that, she couldn't wake somepony up from a coma.

The white unicorn awoke, panting, shocking Spike, as well as everypony else on the train into immediate action.

NO, I DID NOT MEAN ANYTHING RACIST BY HOW I DESCRIBED THE EVIL PETER.

By the way, speaking of the evil Peter...

What should I call him?

I had a few ideas: Anti-Peter, (much like Anti-Sora,) Peter's Soul, Soul Peter, Old Peter, and Retep (Peter backwards).

So, vote on which one you want me to use when I refer to him from now on...

Or submit your own name for Evil-Peter! Cunt Whore and Analaids...

Are viable options.

Also, do you like mad-libs?

Well, I mad-libbed an excerpt from one of my own chapters for you guys, on my SOTP Collection. So, have fun with that! (Be warned, each blank is a letter, and it goes from A to Z. And it's about ten or twelve sentences long...)