This chapter does contain some sexual themes, though not many.

    I can't believe I'm doing this. Luna walked through the many hallways in the castle. Ever since she brought DJ into her world, Celestia put her in charge of keeping the nobles quiet. It was a pain, mainly due to the first couple nights, of the scientists and him playing the music on and off. As much as she hated it, she was looking forward to the Gala, when she would no longer be in charge of keeping his presence a secret.

     But now it was even harder. Twilight and her friends had all arrived earlier that day. And, of course, Twilight wanted to see the human. And Luna had to tell her no. What was even worse, was Twilight almost getting past the guards into his room. While, yes, he was still at work at the spa, Celestia had permitted him to acquire his knife and shotgun, for safety reasons. It would have been very bad if the purple unicorn got ahold of either one.

     But now, Princess Luna was tired, and she just woke up. She was sore. She was stressed. And she was overworked. (Or, so she thought.) And from all the nobles in the court, when they weren't complaining about the way things were going, or asking questions about DJ, they were givinh praise to the newest addition to Canterlot Luxury Spa. DèJà. Luna knew exactly who it was, and as embarrassed as she was about it, she had no choice.

     Luna walked up to the two guards posted by the door. "He is in there, correct?"

     "Yes, your highness! But, he requested to be left alone?"

     Luna raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really?"

     "Yes ma'am."

     "Why would he request to be alone, I wonder?" She said to herself. She looked at the guard. "I wish to see him."

     "Of course!" The guards stepped to the side, allowing Luna to open the door to the room.

     Luna walked in to see DJ, with only shorts on. No socks or shirt. He had sweat pouring off his body. He was looking at the wall opposite of Luna, with the same motion. Left elbow, right knee, right elbow, left knee. Extending the opposite leg to full length each time. He had his earbuds in, the music loud enough they Luna could hear the beat from the doorway. When three louds beeps from them sounded off, he rolled from his back to his stomach, into a pushup position. Never looking up. Three more beeps sounded, and he began to push himself away from the floor, only to fall back down.

     Luna knew just speaking to him wouldn't work, she popped the buds out of his ears. His head immediately shot up. "Busy. Be  gone." He said in a monotone voice, continuing to work.

     "You will not talk to Princ..." One of the guards started.

     "Shut your mouth, bitch! I wasn't talking to you!" DJ put his buds back in. "Leave."

     Luna looked at the guards, slamming the door, and popping out DJ's earbuds again. "I have a favor to ask."

     DJ stood to his feet, breathing heavily. He walked over to Luna. "A favor? You interrupted me to walk the trash to the curb?"

     She let out a sigh. "Is DéJá in?"

     DJ turned around. "You have to have an appointment. Days in advance."

     She chuckled a little. "I thought you would say that." Her magic flashed, a bag hit the floor. "Five-hundred bits."

     His eyes got wide. "Sweet Jesus!" He looked at Luna. "Let me take a shower first,  then you teleport us."

     "Of course."

     As DJ made his way to the shower, he stopped, pointing at Luna. "If you tell ANYONE about this, I'll get you."

     She laughed.  "How so?"

     He smiled. "I walk into Canterlot, no guards, with my gun, firing into the air, demanding glue." He gave a wink as he closed the door behind him.

     "So, is this the music you were listening to in your room?" Luna asked as a violin and bass combination filled the air.

     DJ looked at the labels on the different scented bottles. "No, this is much more calm." DJ grabbed a third bottle with his little fingers, comparing the stats on each. "Whenever I work out, I tend to end with sore muscles and ringing ears."

     Luna laid herself on the table. "Why were you working out this late? It's almost eleven?"

     DJ shrugged. "The same reason you want this." He looked over to Luna. "Stress relief."

     She frowned a little. "How so? It doesn't seem like it?"

     DJ adjusted the subwoofers for more kick, then made his way to Luna. "Pain is weakness leaving the body. Stress is a mental pain, however, it doesn't leave. So, I strain my muscles, changing the mental pain, to physical. Water and protein then wash it all away."

     Luna smiled a bit. "I still don't understand."

     DJ sighed. "Listen, this is awkward as fuck already. Not only do you know who I am, but you don't have the facial cooking on your face to keep your eyes sealed shut. I'm going to treat you like any other customer though." He let out a longer sigh. "Roll over on your back..."

     Luna blushed a bit. "Huh?"

     "Just do it, dammit! This is already awkward! Do I need to put a towel over your eyes, knock you out?"

     "Okay." She replied, rolling over, closing her eyes.

     "Alright, are there any areas, besides the obvious, thag I need to steer away from?"

     "N-no... I don't think so." She replied.

     "Alright..." DJ cracked every bone from his neck to fingers. "Let's get this over with."

     SORRY GUYS, NO UNDERSIDE MASSAGES, TOO CLOSE TO BELLY RUBS, AND I DON'T WANT TO BE THE CAUSE OF DIABETUS!

     After nine minutes, DJ removed his hands. "Alright, I'll give you a minute to roll over and get ready for the back."

     Luna was a tad disappointed, shw wanted more! She wanted those ten digits to dig into her stomach more, but she knew that he wasn't enjoying it, so she complied. She rolled onto her stomach, stretching out her wings to a more comfortable position. "Alright." She said.

     DJ walked out from his curtain. "Same drill, any areas that you want me to steet clear from, apart from the obvious?"

     "No." She replied.

     "Alright, well, since you are an alicorn, this may take a little longer." Luna smiled. No problem. "Don't smile!just, lay your head over, and relax. Now, I'm going to do something that may seem uncomfortable at first, but trust me."

     Luna nodded her head, before laying it on the soft pillow. DJ grasped his fists into a tight ball, applying pressure from the lower back, all the way up through the flight muscles, which caused her to squee a little, reaching the back or her neck, where he opened his hands, resting his fingers on her shoulders, digging his fingers through the muscles.

     His hands fell back down her back, falling in the outsides of her wings.his fingers wrapped around the wings, as close to the joint in her back as possible. He gave a gentle tug, emitting two loud pops, and a moan of satisfaction from the princess.DJ laughed a little. "Haven't had that done in a while, huh?"

     Luna kept her eyes shut as his hands worked between her wings, releasing every knot, stretching every muscle, and almost putting her to sleep. "Huh-uh." Was all she could get out.

     "I usually talk with the customer during this part, would you like a conversation or just relaxation?"

     "I have a c-c-c..." Luna was stopped when DJ's fingers made their way between her wings again, this time, each individual finger pushing against the muscles, separateing them the same way you would your bicep. When he moved up to her shoulders, she continued. "A couple questions."

     "Alright." He said as he placed a magic restriction ring at the base of Luna's horn, for safety reasons once he began to work that area. "What's on your mind?"

     "How do you know so much about dreams?" She asked, before she was unable to speak. DJ's fingers with the sweet scented lotion traveled down her horn in the spiral. No Luna! Stay awake! She screamed in her head.

     "It's called 'lucid dreaming' and was discovered a long time ago by these monks. They learned that it was possible to get the conscious mind into dreams."

     "And everpony knows of it?" She asked as he removed the ring, moving his fingers down her sides, before reaching the hind legs, just under her flank, making her blush a little.

     "No. Everyone has dreams every night. However, most of your dreaming happens in REM sleep, which is when your eyes dart back and forth under your eyelids. When you remember a dream, it is most likely due to waking up during the REM sleep. When you sleep in, you may not be able to remember the dreams, because now, they are no longer images in your head, to just thoughts that vanish." He chuckled a bit. "However, I do know about the capabilities of dreams, and I use it for whatever I want. Because it's a dream, I can literally do anything."

     Luna thought on this for a second. "How are your dreams so vivid?"

     "This probably won't make any sense to you, but it's the only way I can describe it. You have two TVs. One is a shitty, black and white TV, while the other is a HD3D TV that comes with WiFi. The shitty TV, is shit, and the HD is amazingly better. Now, once you learn to lucid dream, for me anyway, it was like real life, reality, right now, is the shitty black and white TV, while the dreams are the HD3D TV. Understand?" DJ asked, right as he got back to her shoulders, giving her an extra thirty seconds longer than normal.

     "No, not really." She said, almost fading into a sleep of her own. DJ removed his hands, and started to gather his things.

     "That's it. I hope you enjoyed it." DJ said as he sat behind the curtain.

     Lhna got up from the table. "Yes." You have no idea! Luna stood up from the table, extending her wings out, there was a glow coming from her, the lotion used. "I actually have another question, if you don't mind?"

     DJ locked up the stuff, grabbed his phone, and walked back to Luna. "And what's that?"

     "What's a nigger?"

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     "Twilight! Twilight hurry up! We're gonna be late!" Pinkie said as she jumped up and down on the large sofa.

     Twilight let out a long yawn as she brushed her mane. "Why did Rarity have to schedule it so early?"

     On que, Rarity walked through the door. "Because, Twilight, this was the only time I could get us all in at once!"

     Twilight let out a sigh. "Alright, I'm ready. Let's get going. Don't want to be late." She said as they made their way out of the room. The other three were patiently waiting outside.

     They all started down the many hallways in the palace. They chatted about the Gala, how much better this one would be, what they would do, all that good stuff. They talked about the plan at the spa, and how they couldn't wait to be under DèJà's control. Rainbow still wasn't happy about it. Twilight looked over at one of the hallways. The one that was off limits. The one with the human.

     Completely unguarded.

     Twilight looked over to her friends. "You girls go ahead, I'll catch up." She said.

     "Alright, just don't be late, remember, you're first!" Rarity said.

     Twilight smiled. "I won't be." She said, as she started down the long hallway.

     There were six doors. Three on each side. She opened the first four, with the same things in each. A well made bed, and clean everything. Twilight walked to the next door, and surprise surprise, it was locked, unlike the others. She left it be, checking the last room, which was the same as the others.

     She walked to the locked door. Her horn started to glow, grabbing the lock from the other side of the door, rotating it until there was a loud click. Twilight smiled as she rotated the handle, allowing the door to swing open.

     The first thing Twilight noticed was the bed, which was made, but sloppy. Like ot was just thrown together. She looked by the dresser, which is what drew her into the room. A large blue bag, a pile of armor, a black stick, and a long item made of wood, with multiple red and gold items in a box beside it. There was also a black watch, a silver ring with a blue gem, a blue and yellow braided bracelet, and a black one with white writing. As well as four books, and multiple notebooks. A black bottle and wite bag, and a larger white bottle, with a metal spiral ball in the bottom.

     Twilight grabbed the books with her magic, reading the titles out loud. "Physics, To Kill a Mockingbird, Holy Bible, and Day Planner..." She put them down, grabbing the top notebook. "If an apple, weighing zero point four kilograms falls to the Earth, using what you know, what is the Earth's acceleration?" She smiled a little. So, he's intelligent.

     She closed the notebook, grabbing the black stick. When she picked it up, it extended, leaving two black sticks, and a silver blade. Her eyes got wide. "So, he's armed too..." she folded back the blade, picking up the silver ring next. A large 54 on one side, with MLB underneath. The other side had the head of a roaring bear, with 2013 underneath. She grabbed the black bracelet as well. "I Am Second." She shrugged, setting them down, looking at the armor.

     She laid out everything from the pile, but mainly looking at the helmet. All the different color marks, the deep gouges in the black mask, revealing rusted metal. "This was used.... and a lot." She said, before putting the pile back together.

     Then she looked at the wood object.

     She picked it up with her magic, looking at all the features. The wood was sturdy, and the metal still strong. While she was looking, her magic shifted, emitting a loud click from the object. Twilight rotated the object, seeing a large hole. She looked at the box that was next to the object. "I wonder..." she grabbed one of the red objects, placing it inside the hole. Her magic shifted again, another loud click, and the hole closed. She smiled. "Alright, now what..." she looked all around, the only things she could find was a lever, and a button. When she tried the lever, it would hardly move. She pressed the button. "Huh, that didn't d..." her magic caught the lever, igniting the shell, causing a massive explosion inside the gun, sending multiple metal bullets through the ceiling. Twilight hit the floor, her ears ringing. She heard hooves coming straight for her. She used every last ounce of concentration she had, and teleported out of the room, to a bathroom. Just as her friends were walking by.

     As Twilight and her friends walked through the door to the spa, they were met with a warm smile. "Good morning, and welcome to Canterlot Luxury Spa! I am guessing you are here for the full experience?" She asked.

     Rarity walked forward. "Yes, we have an appointment, for each of us to rotate in the stations, then get a massage from D..." she stopped talking when the black mirror and all the pony's bones started to vibrate.

     Gentle Hooves gave an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, DèJá likes to test his equipment's capabilities." She said as she knocked on the window. The shaking stopped, and two knock sounded back. "There, he is getting everything ready." She said with a smile.

     "You just knocked, what does that mean?" Twilight asked, looking at the mirror.

     "Oh, it was just to get his attention. You see, what we see as a mirror, is just a dark window for him."

     Applejack stared at the mirror. "So he can see us, but we can't see him?"

     Gentle Hooves nodded. "Correct, now, we'll start you all off w..." she stopped, eyes getting wide as the door opened. She bowed. "Princess Celestia, mind I ask what you are doing here this early? You don't have an appointment."

     Celestia nodded. "I must speak with D..." Her eyes saw Twilight and her friends. "DèJá. Something has come up, and we need him."

     "But, what of our massages?" Rarity asked, sticking out her bottom lip.

     Celestia smiled. "It shouldn't take too long. We just need him for a short while." She started walking towards the door. "He's in there, correct?"

     Ms. Hooves nodded. "Like always."

     As Celestia closed the door behind her, Twilight's curiosity went through the roof. When nopony was paying attention,  she teleported to the door, pressing her ear against it. A male voice was already speaking. "...e's been in my room?"

     Celestia's voice came next. "It appears somepony made it into your room, setting off your shotgun."

     "How did they set off my gun? Safety was on and it was unloaded.  I checked it before I left, like every morning, only thing different was I didn't latch my butterfly."

     "Ponies heard a loud explos..."

     Her voice was cut off by the male. "There's a shadow by the door. Someone's listening." Twilight's heart skipped a beat. "Let's continue this elsewhere." There was a clicking noise, then a bright flash. Twilight slowly opened the door. Nopony in sight.

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     DJ threw the door open, scientists and guards surrounding the things. "Get out." He looked at the guards. "You didn't do your jobs." He turned to the scientists. "And you already know everything. Get out."

     The guards stood up, rage burning in their eyes. "We did your jobs with perfection!"

     DJ had a sarcastic baby voice. "So, is that why the big bad boom stick went off?" He went back to normal. "If you did your job, I wouldn't fuckin' be here right now!"

     Before the guard could say anything, Celestia entered the room. "I believe we should respect DJ's requests. He knows more of how these things work than we do." She looked to DJ. "Is anything else wrong?"

     DJ walked over to the dresser. "My gloves aren't tied together, cleats aren't tied to helmet, my watch is undid, bracelets aren't ontop of one another, notebooks rearranged." He looked at Celestia. "They fucked with everything."

     "Is anything missing?"

     DJ grabbed the gun, emitting a clicking noise, as a red shell fell to the floor. "Nope, all here." The clicking continued,  to be sure it was not loaded. "By the looks, it was just curiosity. "

     "I do not know anypony that would try and get in here."

     DJ looked at Celestia. "Are you serious?" She nodded. "Who did Luna get onto just yesterday for almost sneaking past the guards,  while I was in here?"

     Celestia sighed. "Twilight...."

     "Damn straight." He looked at the shotgun. "In all honesty, I think this would be safest with me."

     Her eyes got wide. "At the spa?"

     He nodded. "Think! We leave it here, someone is going to get their grimy little fingers on it, and go on a killing spree." DJ grabbed the box of shells. "Best bet is to have it in controlling hands."

     Celestia rubbed her chin. "I suppose you are correct."

    He sighed. "I need to get back to work." He looked at the gun. "I'll keep 'er hidden. With me at all times." He grabbed the knife, putting it in his pocket. "This too."

     DJ finished Twilight's underside without having to say anything except what was required. He cleared his throat. "Alright, I'm gonna go sit down while you flip over."

     "Uh-huh." Was the responce.

     He grabbed his tools as he waited, the restrictor, more lotion, and a comb. When he assumed she was ready, he walked out, Twilight laid out on her stomach. "Alright, any places i need to steer clear of?"

     "Uh, my horn is kinda... sensitive..."

     No shit. "Don't worry." DJ's fingers wrapped the restrictor around Twilight's horn. "This is just for my safety." He laughed a little. "First day, had some mare almost blow the place apart."

     There was a short rapid nod. "I-I-I u-under-understand."

     He squirted lotion onto his hands, working his way down her horn. His fingers found the spiral, and followed it down. "So, what are you and your friends doing in Canterlot?"

     "G-Ga-Gala..."

     "That's nice, here to see the Princess?" Fucking bitch.

     "N-No.... H-hu-human...."

     DJ laughed. "So, is that why you're so tense? Worried about a human?" She gave a quick nod. "They don't even exist."

     He grabbed a towel, wipping the excess off her horn. "W-wha-what's a-a sh-sh-shotgun?"

     DJ froze. It was this dirty whore that was in my room! "When me and some buds ride in a chariot, we tend to fight over who sits where. The front is the best, so, when we get ready to go anywhere, one of us yells 'shotgun' and they get to sit there."

     As he removed the restrictor, small sparks shot out of her horn. Fuck! I read Xenophilia! No good! No good! she let out a soft moan. "Oh............"

     DJ held his hands up, backing away from the climaxing pony. Fuck.... I'm a prostitute? People pay me for pleasure... A male prostitute. And I don't even get any! "Erm, you gonna be alright?"

     The sparks finally died down. "Y-yes."

     DJ grabbed another bottle of lotion. "Alright, I'm getting your back now."

     "Alright..."

     His hands started to rub the knots out of the pony. And she had a ton. "Geeze, this human's really got you on edge?" She nodded. "What's so bad about him? What's it done?"

     She thought for a second. "He hasn't really done anything... more like I'm just really nervous and curious about him."

     DJ nodded. "I can relate. Sometimes curiosity can bite ya in the a... butt."

     "Want to share your story?"

     DJ's heart stopped. FUUUUUUUUUCK! "Well, what do you mean?"

     As DJ's fingers continued to massage Twilight,  she answered. "How did it bite you?"

     "Well, I play a game. A very strategic game. And when I play it, sometimes I forget what I need to do, and let my eyes wander. When they wander, they pick up on t things I shouldn't be worried about, and they fill my head. I wonder what they do. Why they're there. And I forget my job. When I forget my job, I fail at it. When I fail, I get chewed out by my coach."

     "What game?" She asked.

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     Twilight was confused. "What game?"

     At that time, a low beep rang out. "I'm sorry, but that is all." His hands lifted from her back. "Thank you for coming to Canterlot Luxury Spa. You may clean off your face, and could you send in your friend?"

     As Twilight sat up, she heard a curtain close. She wiped off the the ointment to see the room for the first time. White walls, candels all over, and a single black curtain. "Sure." She said. As she stood up on the floor, and she felt amazing. Better than she had in a while.

     She opened the door, turning to look in the room, hoping to catch a glimpse of the one that made her feel amazing. Nothing. She sighed as she walked over to the pegasus with the rainbow mane, and ointment on her face. "Rainbowdash, it is your turn."

     She nodded. "Alright. I can't see though... how do I go in?"

     Ms. Hooves walked over. "I can handle that." She levitated the pegasus into the air. "Just one second."

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     "Alright,  you can roll over now so I can get your back." The voice said. Rainbowdash complied, but had a single thought going through her mind. What the buck just happened? She felt like she had been stretching for days, but it only took ten minutes. She was ready to go. Ready to take down the human the first chance she got.

     "Alright, are there any areas I need to steer clear of?"

     "No."

     "Okay, then let's get started." Rainbow felt the fingers dig into her shoulders, and could already feel the tension releasing. As his hands get to her wings, he laughed a little. "Athletic, aren't we?"

     "Fastest flier in all Equestria!" She boasted.

     The voice chuckled as his hands wrapped around the base of her wings, tugging until they popped. Rainbow went to scream, but could only let out a moan. "You know, if you want to get better,  massages are actually a great thing to get. It allows your muscles to grow more."

     "Oh yeah?" She asked. "Hey, when can I take this stuff off my face?"

     "When I'm done. And yes, it gives them more room to grow. I knew a pony once, called himself Jay Cutler. He was massive. He got a massage every morning before he started working out."

     She laughed a little. "No way I would go to the spa every morning!"

     "I have to..." the voice mumbled. "I honestly hate massages, I don't like people touching me." There was a pause. "Almost broke one of my friend's arms once because of that..... I wasn't in the greatest mood and he snuck up on me."

     "What happened?"

     "Well, I was in a business competition, DECA, and it was my first time there. I was expected to win by my father and coach. Failure was not an option, I was stressing out. Ever had that feeling? Knowing if you failed, it was all over?"

     "You have no idea!" Rainbow thought back to when she was curled in a ball in fear of just that. Failure, afraid she wouldn't be able to pull off her routine, the sonic rainboom.

     "Well, I was not in my comfort zone. At all. Black suit and tie, couldn't breath, just horrible. I was stressing out. I felt my heart racing, faster than ever. I had no way to practice this. I was to assume the role of a vice president for a major natural gas company, and solve problems. I was five minutes away from going in, my head racing. What do I say? How do I look? What will the problem be?

     "So I'm pacing, and I see a blue shirt out of the corner of my eye. I just ignored it, continuing to pace. Then, I felt a hand grip me shoulder. In just a second, I had the wrist wrapped in my hand, and my other hand on his 'bow. I was not in the mood. But then I realized who it was. An old friend that had moved rhe last year. Wil."

     "The minotaur?"

     "...Yeah..."

     "So what happened?"

     "I got first place, and was signed up to go to Cali. A six thousand dollar scholarship to OCU in buisness management."

     She sighed. "You're an egghead."

     "Egghead? Really? You think I just sit around and read books all day?" The voice laughed. "Not quiet. I hate reading, but, it's required. We have to read things we hate all the time, so might as well be good at it."

     Rainbow was confused. "Wait, so you are a minotaur going to a college, with... dollars instead of bits, but you hate to read..."

     Rainbow was about to wipe the ointment off, when there was a plee. "No! You can't wipe that off yet!"

     Her hoof made contact to her face, wiping the stuff away from her eyes. She opened them, seeing candles everywhere. The turned her head to the voice. "So w..." her eyes got wide. "You..."

     The human put his hands up. "Please, don't do a..."

     "TWILIGHT!"

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