Love is Magic, in My Little Changeling.

This timid mare got wind of the opportunity of her life, if she managed to snag the position; the Nurse in the Crystal Empire, and at the Crystal Castle of all places in Equestria.

A place and position to die for. It would be heaven, for as long as it may last. She would be the hub of the Imperial Love. Caring for the Princess foal is a breeze.

Sanguine is commonly the blue-eyed and optimistic Pony. When her exterior is speaking for her, and when it is speaking against her; she is known to kick back, or buck circumstances with equal measures.

To the best of her knowledge, Bat Ponies are rare, as are the Tentacle Ponies; while the combination is next to unheard of. Kind of like the Alicorn.

In the end; her tastes are taking her by train, to Ponyville. The word had it, they have bright, red harvests every year; even if they are on the rim of the Everfree forest.

Having a Pet or Companion is fun and exciting, and not just to alleviate the loneliness.

I had ended up acquiring my very own Rarity. The choice had been easy, she feels like my kind of person.

The one and a half foot high Pony is kind of like a small dog, but with a highly developed personality to boot. You don’t even have to raise her, like with a puppy.

What I had not quite gathered, are the consequences of the choice.

01.11 Twilight had found a book of spells; and as she flipped through the pages, one special spell she could not resist trying out.

With this spell, one could catch a Unicorn; or it is what the book told her. Maybe she should have read just a few more pages before trying it.

Now, what would one do with the trapped Unicorn, but she had chosen Trixie to be the play-mate.

There was an engraved invitation in the mail the other day, including both Escort and a clear balloon.

Once I accepted, the Escort picked me up at my home, only that is late at night and in my bed room. Where was she taking me, and who is she?

Seems I ended up in Ponyville for the night.

01.01 A group of people, entering the Boutique of Rarity’s, with a few questions to ask.

One of the people had a list of exact and intimate details, promptly making an extensive and highly unusual order. Garments and accessories.

Who they were, and what they had in mind will come into light, once the order is completed, but the pay is on the more generous side of the note.

At the end of the party to welcome Celestia’s prized pupil and protege; Twilight Sparkle to Ponyville, we had gone to the Summer Sun celebration, when and where Princess Celestia was supposed to be.

The problem is; she never arrived. In her stead, her younger sister appears. Twisted by emotions, and a millennium in the Moon; bent on having her revenge through the eternal night, just as she had originally promised.

One can never permit a small detail, or a few to get in the way of party and fun; this is why I am here. I have a job to do and a purpose fulfill. I have a new friend to make, and I be damned if I fail her.

I had noticed the trend of wearing what was referred to as a Gas-Mask, both out of fear, but also as a fashion statement. The problem with either is that they are ugly and highly uncomfortable to wear.

Involving Rarity from the fashionista’s perspective was an easy sell. Knowing her passion for what is looking good; but preferably is comfortable to wear, was making a kill.

Now I just needed some additional help, this is where Sunset Shimmer and Midnight Sparkle entered the picture. Just that once I had the project going, the rest of the gang is joining up behind the project.

As a good friend, and the lover of all things fun; how could I exclude them, or even consider not to include them? This is where the fun hit the road.

Pinkie Pie woke up early one morning, and Celestia had not even gotten her sun up just yet. Actually that is more than an hour away; but this would not be important, right now.

She had found herself with a straight mane, and a few gifts too many left by her bed. She knew the gifts had to be delivered, and before the sun hit the horizon.

Presenting herself as Diane Pi, she is posing as a sales woman; but with the intent to present a product as a gift to spread joy and cheer amongst the people, rather than actually making a kill on the sales in the first place.

Naturally, she does give them a means to reach her; just in case they would choose to buy more, without any obligations on the recipients or future customers part. She had stressed this, a bit farther than expected.

Spike had grown used to being a servant to Twilight in the old library; slaving away most of the day to Twilight, Rarity and Pinkie Pie. Wearing the Apron is just part of the deal.

He is always that odd one on the second row, with no real chance at anything he wanted. Even if they consider him a Hero at the Empire.

His desires are squarely aimed at that beautiful mare at the Carousel. It may be a high goal, but it is what he set out to get from his first day in Ponyville. This dream never faded, the way crushes commonly does.

One day, he found a new and odd Apron down in the basement of the castle. Trying it on more out of curiosity than anything, it leads him on the discovery of his life and Heart.