//------------------------------// // Joy's week // Story: Life of a Nobody // by Xinrick //------------------------------// “Okay…” I sigh out, taking off my Samurai cloak and hanging it up. “Time for, hopefully, a relaxing day.” I smile, walking out and wondering if I’ll have a better day than Ben does most of the time. “Maybe I could have a quiet day for once, no work, no girlfriends trying to glomp me...just a quiet day.” I knew The CMC was playing with my...nieces….yeah, nieces. Jenny might still be binge watching anime. Wonder if she's watching something new. So I decided to walk over and knock on Penny's door. “Hello?” There was no answer. I opened the door and saw Jenny asleep, large headphones on and music blasting from them. I frowned a little at that. “How does she even sleep with music being that loud?” I mutter to myself, kind of confused on how she can even stand loud noises to begin with. I saw in her hands that eight ball that jump started my love life was in her hand. What caught me off guard was it was flashing slightly. I carefully snuck over and tried to sneakily take the eight ball out of Jenny’s hand, hoping not to wake her up as I wanted to make sure the magic eight ball wasn’t about to blow up. I grabbed the eight ball and carefully took it out of her hand. ”Pleasedon’twakeuppleasedon’twakepleasedon’twakeup… I mentally chant, hoping to god she doesn’t wake up and probably smack me. After taking it out of Jenny’s hand I quickly looked over the magic eight ball, wondering why it was glowing and checking the hole to see if there was a message saying anything. There was indeed a message. Answer changed. Fate altered. Shake again. ”Oh no…” Joy thinks to himself. ”Uh...who will I marry?” He thinks to himself and shaking the thing. ”Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, Jenny Ventral, Gabby the Griffon, Diamond Tiara x2, Lupa, Lovely Days, Aileen. My eyes widened at reading that...before frowning. ”Who is Gabby the Griffon?” He mentally asks, shaking the ball again and hoping for an answer. Gabby the Griffon is an overly energetic griffin from the kingdom of Griffinstone. She is the youngest there at age 13, and despite the locals known to be rude or greedy she is rather friendly and caring. Wishes to understand how to get Griffins to make friends again. ”Cool.” Joy thinks to himself. ”Who is Lupa? He thinks to himself and shakes it. Lupa, a young female Diamond Dog. She is 13 years old and to some in their kingdom she looks like the wolf goddess the diamond dogs revered, not for their greed or lust, but for her strength and care for those that weren’t a diamond dog. She is caring and wise, but quick tempered and willing to fight for those she cares about. ”Nice.” Joy smiles. ”Who is Lovely Days?” Lovely Days is the only descendant and child of the Baltimare mafia. While she has no records at all, she is 11, wishes to explore the outside and see more of what life holds. She is born with a rare magic disorder that makes her pupils appear as pink hearts, letting her see the love of living things around her. She is no pushover but likes to play with others… if she could. ”I’m sensing she’s related to Cadence in some ways…” I think to himself. ”Why was my fate changed?” I mentally ask the big question, forgetting about the last girl for the bigger quesiton. Unknown. ”Cripe…” I mentally sighs. I scratched the back of my head before continuing. ”Who are the Diamond Tiara’s I’m going to marry?” One from this reflection. The other from an ally. ”An ally?” Joy thinks to himself. ”Zeke’s Diamond Tiara?” Joy thinks, wondering if that’s the right one. Yes. ”Well shit...Zeke’s probably not going to be happy with that…” I thinks to himself, trying to figure out any other questions Before Joy could continue Jenny, still sleeping, grabbed hold of Joy’s tail and turned around. I suppressed a yelp, and found myself being used like a blanket on top of Jenny. ”Damn it Jenny! Great, now I’m a blanket and it’ll be a pain just to get out of this… I think to myself bitterly. ”How does Ben deal with this so easily?” I think bitterly, trying to get my tail out of her hand carefully. Moving in her sleep again, Jenny somehow made it that I was now a body pillow. Time kinda froze there as, well, Jenny has yet to develop her body, but at this moment she was pressing ALL she had tight against my side. If she was Sweetie Bell I’d have a nosebleed, but either way I was blushing at the close contact. ”Shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit~!” I mentally chant, not believing she was pressing so closely on me. I tried getting out of her hold, making sure my hands didn’t suddenly go awol and grab something they shouldn’t have. ”Come on…” I think to myself, finally getting out of her grip before touching something soft and firm. ”Uh…” I think to myself worriedly, looking over and seeing that I’m now accidentally groping her butt. I went stop still, my hand unconsciously groping the soft bum as my face and ears just started burning in embarrassment. Then. The second worst thing happened. Jenny let out a moan of pleasure. That sent a trail of blood to slide out from my nose. “Uh…” I said accidentally, not believing I heard Jenny just moan “Oh….dear…” I mutter, my thoughts escaping my mouth. ”She just...she just...oh god...age doesn’t really matter at this point in some cases but...oh my god…” I think to myself worriedly, trying to get out of here faster even though my hand wouldn’t stop groping her soft rump for some reason! It was then that something worse happened next…Luna walked in… “Oh.” She said in a low, but surprised voice. “It’s not what it looks like~...” I whisper whine pitifully, my eyes showing how scared and embarrassed I was. “Halp…” I whisper to Luna. She merely winked before using her magic to summon a blanket to cover us with. With that she grinned and was clearly trying to suppress joyous cheer as she left, closing the door and turning off the lights. ”NOOOOOOOOO!” I mentally scream, wondering why Luna has forsaken me to the hell that is being treated as a body pillow and accidentally touching Jenny’s butt. ”God how can this get any worse!?!” Well apparently everything hated me cause it got worse! I was right in front of Jenny’s face as she slowly opened her eyes. Upon seeing me she, at first, was confused, then as she woke up, she realized what was going on. “...So… if you like them sleeping that can work out for roleplay.” She said, her face betraying her witty reply. “It’s...not what you think.” I whimper, Jenny noticing the gentle grope of her rump that I have yet to stop. “You grabbed me by my tail...then you...uh…” I stutter, my face so red and hot I could swear there was steam coming out of it right now. “Stop.” She said, increasing her grip on me then grabbing MY ASS! “Ten more minutes and then we never say this happened.” “Alright…” I nod nervously. “Your...butt’s soft…” I mutter to myself, hoping she didn’t just hear my out loud thought. “I’m...glad you’re not mad…” “Not gonna lie and say I haven't dreamed this once or twice. Though in my dream we were older.” “As in just cuddling or…?” I ask. “But I’m always here if you want to cuddle. Cuddling is fine.” I say with a warm smile. “But...sorry for touching your butt…” “Didn't think you the handsy type. But as long as you ask in the future~” Jenny whispered in my ear, steam flying out of my head like a coal train. “Uh…” I mutter, my eyes wide at hearing that. “Um…” I start, taking a deep breath and trying not to think about that just yet. “But...you kind of...moaned in your sleep…” Joy mutters worriedly. “heh…Don't tell but my butt has always been my weakness. Kinda got shot there when I was a baby still. You can guess my dad made the shooters death painful beyond words. But after I healed the nerves in my butt just…over exaggerate. Sitting is fine but falling on it hurts like crazy and you grabbing it like this I’m suppressing my desire to drool.” “Oh…” I mutter. “I’m sorry to hear that...but I suppose butt rubs would be out of the question until we’re older?” I ask, wanting to make Jenny feel better after telling me about her injury but not wanting to do something silly. “For now, this is our secret.” Jenny said as she kissed my cheek. I took a deep breath and kissed Jenny on the lips quickly and looked away sheepishly. “I love you…” I say with a smile, moving my hands up and wrapping them around her back carefully so I don’t do something to her wings. “And I'm learning to love you.” Jenny said as she did the same. “So far, I think I’m close.” She said as she nuzzled my neck, quickly falling back asleep. I smiled and nuzzled Jenny’s cheek gently and just cuddling up to her. ”She’s a toughy...but I’m glad she’s my tough girl.” I think to myself happily, just being there for her while she slept. After what felt like ten minutes I carefully and gently got out of my sleeping lady’s hold and wiped my nose clean from the dried blood, opening the door and closing it silently for Jenny as I headed off to do more things. “Well...maybe it was a good thing Luna left me there...at least I got to talk with Jenny.” I went to the bathroom and washed off the dried blood and made sure my ears were okay after blowing out steam. “Probably cleaned out my ears actually…” I mutter. “Oh well…” I sigh out, grabbing a washcloth and drying my face off. “Let’s see now...what to do?” I mutter before my stomach growls. “Oh...well I could get a snack at least before going back to just roaming around.” With a snack in mind I grinned, quickly heading to my room and searching for my infinite sweets box. As I opened the closet where I had the box my eyes widened. There on the floor sat Sweetie Bell, holding my infinite sweets box, with a milk jug next to her. “Hi.” She said, mouth full of cookies. “Sweetie...why do you have my infinite sweets box?” I ask honestly. “It's a box of unlimited sweets. That's self explanatory.” Sweetie said, opening it up and pulling out a cupcake. “Fine fine.” I say while sitting down and grabbing a cookie out of the box as well. “Where’s Apple Bloom and Scootaloo?” I ask, munching on my chocolate chip cookie. “Apple Bloom is with her sister helping out today. Scootaloo is out shopping. She rarely shops with her allowance.” “By the by you said Scootaloo had parents right?” I ask curiously. “Who are her parents again?” I ask, if my memory...or well Ben’s memory serves we were either never given confirmation on Scootaloo’s parents or was just straight up told she was an orphan. ”I’ll just go with ‘never given confirmation...that seems too sad for Scoots…” Joy thinks to himself sadly. “Scoot’s parents live in Cloudsdale, they let her live in Ponyville with her aunt. You know the house that's bigger than Diamond Tiara’s?” “Wait really?” I ask, my eyes widening at the sudden realization. “Her family must be rich, sheesh.” “Her family owns the weather factory. Her parents have seat right next to the Princesses on their courts.” “Ha!” I laugh at hearing that. “I wonder what Diamond will think when she realises your dating royalty.” “She actually has been…skipping school lately.” Sweetie said as she drank some milk. “Huh...wonder why.” I say, finding that a tad strange. “Maybe I should go out and see if she’s alright. Just to be nice at least.” I say while grabbing a few more cookies and getting up. “Sorry I couldn’t stay longer Sweetie, but I think I have to help a girl from a bad situation.” I say while leaning over and kissing Sweetie’s cheek. Her face turned cherry red before blood shot out of her nose like a fountain before fainting. I couldn’t help but chuckle at that and closed the box, grabbing a paper towel and helping stem the fountain of blood Sweetie’s nose was giving off. With Sweetie’s nose bleed fixed I put her on the bed. She had the most adorable goofy smile. I pulled a Ben and jumped out the window as I summoned my/Ben’s glider. I flew off to the school house, hoping to find Cheerilee for some kinda answer. I was in luck as I saw the lady walking up to the schoolhouse. “Hey Ms. Cheerilee!” I call out before landing down and hopping off my bike and walking towards the mare. “Oh. Hello there…a friend of the White Knight?” She asked. A hint of confusion in her voice. “I am not his friend actually, I’m his partner, the White Squire. I’m just not wearing my cloak.” Joy shrugs. “But the names Joy, I’m dating with Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom and Scootaloo, and I was wondering about why Sweetie told me about Diamond Tiara not coming to class as often.” “Oh… right…” Cheerilee said with a sad tone. “All I know is that her home life isn't the best right now. Her father is angry after losing some client and her mother is just a plain bitch. I can give you her address in a bit if you want?” “Yes please.” I nod, wanting to help Diamond in her rough life. “Is Filthy normally mad? I can see why Diamonds mother is a bitch though...rich people can always be terrible.” “Normally no, he is a rather nice stallion but after the Manehattan incident his stocks dropped to zero. His store does well but majority of his profits came from his Manhattan locations.” Cheerilee said as she opened up the schoolhouse. I followed her in. “Well...that’s not good.” I frown. “I hope I can help him and Diamond from their terrible time.” I sigh out. “How big of a bitch is Spoiled? I could tell she’s a big enough bitch by her name alone...have any bar to set for her?” “From my experience working with her since she's on the Ponyville Education committee she's not the kind of pony you like to run into. She does whatever to get her way most of the time but knows when she's hit a brick wall. Sadly though she was in Manehattan when the…thing appeared.” “She...died?” I ask worriedly. “Yeah...so’s Silver Spoon. Was with her family vacationing, so they said, not many ponies knew Silver had growing issues with her health.” “Where’s Diamond’s house?” I ask sternly, feeling terrible that Diamond not only lost her mother, whether she was a bitch or not, and lost her only friend in the same day. “She doesn’t need to be sad right now...she needs help…” “Well her house is the older estate Downtown, the one with big bits on the gate. But if I were Tiara I’d be at Ponyville cemetery. That's what the foals were saying before classes let out. Technically she should be here for summer school but I’m not pressing the issue much.” “Where’s the cemetery?” I ask, feeling upset that neither me or Ben could have stopped it sooner. “Not hard to miss. Go passed Sweet Apple Acres til the trees are replaced with tombstones.” “Thank you.” I nod. “Anything else I should know before just bolting to find Diamond?” “Just be cautious with her. She's not talking much but I have noticed her new fashion. She always hates long sleeve anything so that's been concerning me the few times I’ve seen her. After Manehattan that is.” My eyes widened before I ran outside. “Thank you!” I call out to the mare before I summoned my glider and flew off to Sweet Apple Acres. “No no no no….please don’t do that Diamond…” I mutter to myself, flying as fast as I could to the cemetery. Seeing the cemetery next to Sweet Apple Acres must have been what it's like to see Light and Darkness next to each other. One side happy and alive and the other sad and empty feeling. It didn't take long for me to spot the filly sitting under a willow tree, dressed in a grey hoodie with blue jeans… She's never worn that before. I landed a few feet away without hurting any of the gravestones and hopped off. “Diamond?” I ask gently, hoping to at least talk to the poor filly. She didn't react. She didn't talk. She didn't even look up from the ground. I walked over carefully to the seemingly motionless girl. “Diamond?” I repeat gently, reaching out and putting a gentle hand on her shoulder. Still nothing. “Diamond!” I shout, my worry over her safety freaking me out a bit and fearful of her safety. I checked her arm and tried to find a pulse, hoping to god she wasn’t dead. There was a pulse, but when I lifted her sleeve back further my blood ran cold. Bloody wrapps covered the length of her arm. I checked the other one and it was the same. “Shit!” I yelp, bringing out my assistant and buying a health potion. “Sorry Diamond.” I mutter before opening it and opening her mouth and forcing her to drink the health potion. She gagged a bit as I forced the potion down her throat. I quickly stopped and pulled it away, worried that I just fucked up big time. “I’m sorry...I’m so sorry…” I mutter worriedly, feeling even worse about this all for doing something so fucking stupid. “Can you now actually talk to me? Even though I was trying to force medicine down your throat?” “Go away.” She said in a voice soft and hollow. “No.” I frown. “Not when I see a filly doing this to herself!” I bark, lifting her arm up and showing the bloody bandages. They unwrapped as I lifted it up, the cuts healed up from the potion left scars that looked like her arm had been sent through a wood chipper. “Jesus christ Diamond why were you doing this to yourself!?” “Took away the pain...a bit. Lost my mom, my only friend. And as of this morning I’m all alone now.” “What?” I ask worriedly. “What happened to Filthy?” “Check dad’s office. He should still be hanging there…” I couldn’t believe my ears when I heard that. “Oh…” I mutter...only to grab Diamond into a hug. “I’m sorry...I’m so so sorry…” I whisper sadly. She sighed. “You know. After mom and Silver died I was told what happened by that Dorlu guy when he was giving the news. Mom was found crushed under what was once a shopping mall… new clothes my size. Silver was found still in the MRI machine, also crushed, she had early bone cancer. Was gonna be a bitch to treat but she had a fair chance since her grandma had it and survived.” Tiara broke the hug, pulling out two urns from behind her. “Silver’s parents died with her, but they had to be ID’d from DNA. Apparently a giant foot can leave only paste behind.” “I’m sorry…” I mutter, feeling like crap here. “But...you don’t need to be alone…” I say, hoping my dumb thought would work. “And turn to who? I’m a bitch like my mom was but at least she did care enough to consider and think about me half the time. Silver was a friend since we were newborns. Not even sure why you're here.” “Because...I care.” I say gently. “I care about you. Sweetie said she was worried because you weren’t at school half the time...then Cheerilee told me everything...I’m sorry...but remember.” I say gently. “I’ll always be here for you alright?” I tell the poor filly. “Thanks I guess…” She said, sighing. “Wonder what happens next for me? Parents dead, best friend dead, no home to go too. Especially not now…” “Well…” I say with a little thought. “What would you think...if you became my girlfriend? I’m the White Knight’s younger brother after all so technically I’m a prince and I can help you out.” She chuckled. “And live as a housewife? Little young aren't we?” “We’re dating, not getting married.” I chuckle. “Listen, I don’t want you to be so depressed...and I don’t want to see you kill yourself…” I explain. “You need someone who will love and care for you in such a dire time...and I’ll be that guy who will love you and care for you.” “Heh. Aren't the CMC there too? They'd kick me out when your back is turned. Wouldn't blame them either with how I treated them before.” “I’m pretty sure this alone will make them think otherwise.” I state, lifting up her arm and showing her blendered arm. “Cheerilee said you hate long sleeves, and I’m pretty sure the CMC would be smart enough to know you wearing long sleeves would be a bad thing. There’s also the fact that telling them your parents and only friend died is also a good way to make those three make sure they never stop hugging you for at least three days.” I explain to her with a little grin. “Do I have a choice?” “There is but...” I trail off. “I think you want to be happy with someone special.” She sighed. “Fine.” She said, getting up. “So…how's this work cause my dad's corpse is still at home and I told no one… oh wait, maybe the maid saw? She might have.” “Well...let’s go to your house...I want to at least see…” I say, my voice trailing off to bitterness at hearing someone’s father kill himself because of some reason. Rather than use the glider I walked along side Diamond Tiara. This would give me opportunity to talk some more. “So...what’s your favorite food?” I ask, trying to make this conversation a little less upsetting. “Black licorice. Even before. I just like the sweet and bitter taste. Not actually a food but still.” “It’s alright.” I nod. “Do you read any comic books? Play games? Anything like that?” “When I was younger. I still play some handheld games every now and then but that's it.” “Honest...why is your tiara so special to you?” I ask, always thinking it was a ‘parents little princess’ kind of thing but finding her antics, looks, and cutie mark just plain weird on all of it. “In my name or cutie mark talent?” “Yes.” I nod. “Sometimes pony names confuse me…” “Well they wanted the word Diamond in my name when they found out my gender. Tiara came a month before my birth when they were shopping for baby clothes and there was one that had a small, baby safe, toy tiara in it. That's where the tiara part comes from and this tiara I wear is the same one. When I turned five mom replaced the fake diamonds with real ones. Thing was silver already so it's worth about seven thousand bits. Expensive hat huh?” “Pretty much.” Joy nods. “As for special talent it's actually in structuring. I look for any flaws in anything. Buildings, work systems, others… I try to make it like a...diamond tiara. Elegant, and perfect.” “Sounds like you if you weren’t so…” I trail off, not wanting to say the word. “Bitchy?” Diamond Tiara finishes. “Yeah.” I sigh out. “Sorry, but you being a bitch kind of ruins your natural talent and beauty…” I say...before realizing the last thing I said. “Damn it…” I grumble to myself, not understanding why I say these things as my face turns beat red. “Heh. Nice of you to say, but to be honest I never actually saw myself as pretty. Overly pink, yes, but never cute or pretty. It's why I let mom pick out my clothes, she had a sense of fashion. Even if it was just more pink.” “Have you ever met Pinkie?” I ask. “Your overly pinki? Let’s talk to the woman that is all pink all the time. You on the other hand are not overly pink...and honestly I would say Rarity has better fashion sense then a ton of people.” I shrug. “So besides all that, do you have any hobbies?” “...it's stupid…” She said, trying to shrug the question off. “I doubt that.” I deadpan. “Come on, tell me.” “You'll think it's weird.” “I’m related to and work for the White Knight who is going to marry ten women so far. Try me.” I frown. “...I...collect and search for haunted things and locations.” She admitted. “Ghosts, demons, angels, things like that.” I stare at her for a moment. “Really?” I ask. “That isn’t weird, and it’s not stupid. Trust me on this, I’ve seen weirder, and I’ve seen creepier.” “Heh. I also record the stuff. Got over a thousand hours of various footage from my trips with Silver. Dad knew and joined in on it. Hehe…one time, in the Zebra lands, dad ran out of a supposedly cursed cave because a bat was giving birth.” “A bat was giving birth and he ran away? Really?” I chuckle, finding that thing all sorts of silly. “He was grossed out. Man…if I ever get back to that it’ll feel weird without dad and Silver there…” “Well...you’ll have me.” I smile. “And I’ll always be there for you. No matter how haunted it is.” I say with confidence, puffing out my chest and trying to act tough even if I was still young. “Heh. That...might be nice.” Diamond Tiara called it. When we arrived at her home police and an ambulance were taking her father's body away while the police were talking with the maid. They told Diamond Tiara what she already knew and I managed to get the cops to let Diamond Tiara come to live with me and Ben rather than take her to get dropped into the system. I called Ben and he and Jenny agreed to help gather Tiara’s things. Since her father's company went under after Manehattan, the banks were gonna repo whatever was left behind to auction off at a public auction. Diamond Tiara’s room was surprisingly normal if not big. She had posters of horror movies, pictures of what were likely haunted places she visited, and photos of family and friends all over her walls. “These are technically all your belongings…” I say to Diamond. “Do you want to keep any of them?” She sighed. “My head says burn them and my heart says hide them. Gonna go with the heart for now.” She says, taking the full toll of how much her life has changed. “Need any help?” I ask, knowing she’s gonna need help with all the crap she has to collect and hide. “My gear for urban exploring/ghost hunting is in the closet. Mind getting those?” She asks as she’s placing a rather expensive looking laptop onto her backpack. I nod while walking over to the closet and opening it, ready to collect all of Diamonds things. Inside the closet besides some unpacked clothes were still hanging. In the corner was a dark blue hikers backpack. I took it out and inside were all kinds of high tech items...and a locked wooden box? “Hey, what’s in the box?” I ask curiously, taking out the wooden box and just checking the outside of it. “Oh. That's just...personal things.” Diamond replied, quickly taking the backpack from me. “That should be all.” “Alright then.” I nod. “Let’s get going...oh also...just to warn you before we get to my place...it’s very big, filled with a lot of people...and weird things normally happen on a daily basis.” I say sheepishly. “Sounds distracting. Just what I need.” Diamond Tiara sighs with the smallest smile. “Let's get goin.” “Right then.” I nod. “Yay.” Jenny said. “Got a surprise for Joy when we get home.” “Oh hey Jenny.” I say to her. “What are you doing here?” “Spoiler!” She shouts in surprise. “Damn been hanging with Pinkie too much…” We arrived home and when we entered the front door Luna was there to greet us. “Joy, Jenny, this a new friend?” She asked. “This is Diamond Tiara...she...needs a lot of help.” I say. “And...is maybe going to be my new girlfriend if she so decides.” I add sheepishly, knowing full well that’s still up for massive debate here. ”Can’t get women as much as Ben can so just going to say ‘maybe’...” I mentally add. “Oh. Perfect!” Luna cheered as she pushed us all to my room. “Jenny thought of this and while you all are rather young but it will be cute.” “Should...I even ask?” I ask worriedly, wondering why she specified ‘while you all are rather young’. “What do you mean by that?” “We’re here.” Luna said. It was my bedroom door. She opened it and I was staring at a living room…of a HOUSE! “Welcome home.” The unison voices of the CMC caught my ears. I turned, seeing them all. Scoot’s was in short shorts and a black tank top. Apple Bloom was in a green shirt with blue jeans and Sweetie was in a white and blue sundress that went a little below her knees. “Uh…” I blink multiple times at seeing this before shaking my head. “Okay...so my room is now a living room of a house…” I take a breath and stare at Luna. “Luna...what in thine lunar ass cheeks happened while I was gone?” “This is a whole house now.” Jenny spoke up. “I was messing with that thing gramps put in the kitchen. I messed with the thing for your bedroom while you were gone and made it into a house. Complete fully furnished, three stories, and somehow has a front AND backyard that goes for the size of Sweet Apple Acres then you hit the wall. Feel like when you reach the maps end in a bethesda game.” I take a deep breath and pinch the bridge of my nose. “Okay then...what brought about this sudden change? Did people not like being so far away in their own rooms or something?” “That and this was cheaper than moving out.” Jenny said with a laugh. “You weren’t going to move out anyways. You enjoy messing with Ben too much I say with a shrug. “Anyways, it looks nice. Glad to know I have my own house in a giant castle. You three like our new house?” Joy asks the CMC. “Yeah. It's snazy.” Apple Bloom said. “It's got so many rooms!” Scoot’s said. “It’just the right size.” Sweetie finished. “Also.” Jenny said as she clapped and one of those Mr. Handy robots from Fallout came out of the, what I’m assuming is, the kitchen. “Joy, Gearbox, Gearbox, the man of the house/room.” “Pleasure to meet you master.” It said in its iconic mechanical british accent. “It’s nice to meet you to Gearbox…” I nod, only being kind to the robot. “So...I hope all my girls have been nice enough to you considering some of their...past exploits.” He says sheepishly, remembering how much property damage the CMC normally rack up. “The girls have been extraordinarily nice sir, as well as impressed with my abilities to cook, clean, and provide the necessary daily activities.” “Thank you.” I nod. “Hey Diamond? What do you think?” I ask, looking around for the filly that came in with me. “Looks...nice.” Diamond Tiara said, when the CMC came it they were a mix of concern and worry. “Well you’ll be living here with us…” I say with a smile. “Do you want to tell them or should I?” I ask Diamond, wondering if she want’s to tell the CMC about her depressed state and her scars. “You can if you want. I’ll… just be ‘outside’.” Diamond Tiara said as she left through a glass sliding door into a pocket dimension yard. “So...she's not good?” Sweetie asked. “Where to start…” I sigh out. “Okay so...the incident in Manehattan...the monster killed both her mother and killed a sick Silver Spoon.” I start. “And because apparently Filthy’s entire company was based there for some unknown reason, his entire company dropped like a rock. So with the thoughts of his wife dying, his daughters only friend and family dying, and the fact that he feared he couldn’t support Diamond anymore...he sort of...decided to hang himself.” I explain bitterly. “I saved Diamond from killing herself...she’ll be wearing long sleeves for a long time...there are too many scars…” I explain, tears brimming at the corners of my eyes. The CMC looked mortified while Jenny kept a calm expression. “W...what was Silver Spoon sick with?” Sweetie asked. Her eyes the size of pin pricks from the information dump. “Silver Spoon had the early stages of a bone condition. She would have been saved considering her grandmother pulled through...she never made it out of the hospital…” I explain sadly, shaking my head and knowing full well I have to be strong here. ”I have to be strong...even if it hurts…” I think to myself, my ears pressed against my head in sadness as I rubbed the tears out of my eyes. The CMC looked like they were gonna have panic attacks before Jenny spoke. “Well?” She asked. “W...well what?” Scoot’s said. “There’s a broken, lost girl out in the backyard alone and confused. Show her you care dummies!” The CMC all shook their heads, their panic replaced with determination. “Jenny’s right. Let's go give Tiara a welcome to the Herd-to-be she’ll love forever!” Apple Bloom said. “Yay!” They all said, rushing ‘outside’ leaving me and Jenny alone. “Thanks Jenny…” I sniffle. “But I better head out and help show Diamond I care as well. “Same. Been in her shoes once and I know a way to convince her this family in a family is for her.” She smiled, grabbing my hand and pulling me to the yard. It was like being outside, sun, clouds, WIND! Wait, did we pass an Olympic pool?! “Dear god you sure went all out when making this.” I say in surprise. “Yup. There's also a baseball field, tennis court, outdoor bowling, mini golf course, and a race track with your choice of cars.” She listed off as we were approaching the CMC, who were all hugging Diamond Tiara who wasn't resisting but clearly felt awkward about it. “And that's just outside.” “Good lord.” I mutter. “Sheesh that’s a lot of things...but Diamond looks so silly…” I mutter with a little chuckle and a grin on my face at seeing the adorable sight. “They came out of nowhere.” Diamond said, still squeezed between the CMC. “Little help?” “They want you to feel happy. And maybe a little ‘welcome to the herd if you want’ a bit.” I say with a smile. “If I say yes will they let go?” She asks, trying to wiggle her way to freedom. “Maybe.” I shrug. “Come on you three, let the diamond girl go. She’s feeling awkward and wants her freedom.” I tell the CMC. They let her go and I caught her as she almost fell. “Air… thank you.” She said as I laughed. “Your welcome.” I smile. “Phase two.” Jenny said before I felt her kick my back. She knocked me and Diamond Tiara over. I fell over her, my arms keeping me from falling on her…but during the fall we landed lip locked. “Mmh!” I muffle yelp into the kiss, my eyes wide as saucers and my face beat red at this sudden turn of events. Diamond Tiara was in shock at first, before she wrapped her arms around my waist and went in for more. ”Why do I always get into these kinds of situations!?” I mentally shout in worry, wondering why I was always in embarrassing situations as I just kept kissing Diamond. ”Cause you're perverted like me~” Ben spoke to me mentally. ”Go to hell Ben!” I mentally shout only for Ben to mentally laugh at my predicament. Two minutes passed before Diamond Tiara broke the kiss. “That was… my first kiss.” She said with a smile, breathless. I panted gently. “I’m...glad you like it.” I say with a smile. “So...you want to be my girlfriend now?” “For now…I hope for more in the future.” She said she kissed my lips quickly before tossing me off of her and getting up. “Well...there will be more in the future.” I say while getting up. “Welcome to the herd Diamond. And welcome to the family where things are always a happy kind of weird.” I say with a smile. “Now for the support of the head wife to be.” Jenny said. She grabbed Diamond Tiara and went in for a KISS. She lip locked the pink filly, who turned bright red but slowly let the kiss happen. I fell backwards, blood spurting from my nose like a miner struck oil. “Why does this keep happening to me?” I whimper, wondering why I always find lewd things like this. Night came and we had dinner with the family, introducing Diamond Tiara as my new Girlfriend. After dinner I showered up and upon opening the door I was glad I got dressed before I got out because Jenny was outside the door. “Sup pup?” She asked. “Hey Jenny.” I nod nervously. “Uh...what are you doing here?” I ask sheepishly. “Wanna give you the tour of the noteworthy rooms I added.” “I have a feeling at least one or two of the rooms involve ‘adults only’ right?” I ask. “But alright, let’s get going on the tour.” I nod, following Jenny for the guided tour. “First up, bedroom.” She said, opening the door and inside was a tall room with the upper half claimed by some kinda indoor balcony where a large bed and several dressers sat. Under the balcony and on the floor was like a second living room with three couches, a LARGE flatscreen T.V., and a Soda Bar in the back. There was also a computer desk, well, desks, with a computer for one each, and a...ball pit? “You like?” She asked. “There is sure a lot...but what’s with the ball pit?” I ask in confusion. “I like the ball pit but...seems weird to add a ball pit here for some reason.” “Why not? Any age a ball pit is just plain fun. Also.” Jenny practically dragged me over to a door on the bottom half of the room next to the Soda Bar. She opened it and it looked like one of those japanese public bath houses…where the CMC and Diamond Tiara were bathing...my nose dripped blood instead of a fountain. “I’m...so confused on why I haven’t died from blood loss…” I mutter, not believing I was seeing the four bathing together. “Uh...okay then...that’s...nice to see.” I nod. “Anything else Jenny?” “AAAHHHH!” The yelled upon seeing me, Jenny quickly closing the door. “Couldn't resist. I’m reformed but hey, still a troublemaker.” She said. “And I wouldn’t change that at all.” I smile warmly. “So...anywhere else we need to look? Cause so far our room is huge and the bathroom is also big...and filled with lewd imagery in the known future…” She chuckled, dragging me by my arm again and took me to the first floor of what would normally be the basement but was instead a hallway with five rooms. Two doors on each side and one in front of us. “To our right, the game room.” She said, opening the first door on the right and inside was another massive room filled with a TV, one for every game station ever made, a lounge looking area where handhelds were laid around like dirty clothes, a library shelf of games that went all around the room from top to bottom, a line of super high end looking computers, and scattered around it all tabletop games and one small area where there were board games. “Was the hardest one actually.” Jenny said. “Showed Luna, had to drag her out with Ben’s help.” “Where have you been all my life?” I ask Jenny, my eyes wide at such a holy ground for gamers. “Wait….” I mutter, realising what I said and my face turned beat red. “Uh...s-sorry. But seriously this is a massive game room...it’s amazing.” I say, looking around at it all. “But I find it a little weird that Ben and Luna haven’t already made a game room. But I suppose Ben would want to have some ‘father daughter game time’ sometimes right?” “Maybe. Next room.” She said, closing the door and opening the first door on the left. In there was a library that is bigger than it should be…this magic stuff is odd. “Figured it be classy.” “Classy indeed.” I nod. “Maybe I’ll be here a few times...me and Ben have been behind in reading.” I shrug. “So, how many books and or mangas are here?” “In total, including books, manga, comics, and audio records…over sixty trillion.” “Hot damn.” I say, honestly shocked by the amount of reading material here. “Yeah. All received copies from the family home. Ya know, Cript.” “Oh yeah.” I nod. “Okay...so Library, Game room, our amazing bedroom...what next?” I ask, already excited about the next room that my tail was wagging. “Next room.” She said, closing the door and opening the second on the left. Inside was...heaven. Candy and sweets everywhere, licorice grass, candy apple trees, chocolate milk river, you name it, this made Willy Wonka look like a sad candy store. “Haven't showed Pinkie or Sweetie yet…and I don't plan on letting Pinkie know about this room.” I could have sworn my jaw was on the ground at the sight. “You...made all this?” “Yeah. Best part all this stuff grows right back after a while.” “Are….are you an angel?” I ask breathlessly, my eyes glittering at what Jenny has made in this single room. “Sixteen for that role play love.” She said, booping my nose. I shake my head at that sudden boop. “I don’t think it needs to be a role play if it’s true.” I chuckle happily. “Anyways, before I start drooling and or stuck in this room forever, let’s go to the next room.” “Alright then. Next room.” She closed the door and then opened the second right one. Inside was…weapons. Weapons and ammo boxes scattered everywhere. Also there was swords and such, a shooting range, and a ring for close combat. “Gotta stay in shape right?” “True...oh dear I don’t want the other girls getting hurt…” I say, starting to think and fuss over all the ways the four fillies could get hurt. “This place is also stocked with potions and such so that's covered for practice injuries.” She added. “Oh thank god.” I sigh out happily. “So...training room, sounds good enough...and it’ll be good to show the others how to defend themselves.” “Yeah. And now the final room for the basement.” She said, closing the door and opened the final door. Inside was my Samurai outfit on a mannequin in a glass display case. The room was painted like the realm of Nothingness. And this case with my outfit was all that was here. “Tada! Your place to hang the cloak, and a trophy room for you to customize.” “Wow…” I mutter, my eyes wide at seeing such a nice place. “This...looks amazing...thanks Jenny.” I smile warmly, glad to see my own trophy room to show how well I’ve been as a hero. “You may be the sidekick, but remember. Ben is a Dusk, you're a Samurai, how many other nobodies can make you two an organization?” “Well actually...if memory serves Dusks aren’t apart of the ‘Organization XIII’ in Kingdom Hearts 2...but we’ll make an exception about it considering he can literally summon every kind of Nobody and considering the whispers I hear in his head every now and then…” I trail off worriedly. “But honestly...we have literally no idea how many Nobodies there are. We’ve only known about the original fourteen Nobodies in that game but we’ve seen wolves, Medics, and those whispers...it makes us think there’s something ancient that we have no idea about…” I shake his head. “But oh well. We have enough problems to be honest.” I say. “But besides me going off on a tangent...we have no idea actually. The game only had thirteen people but an organization could be any amount all things considered.” “Well whatever the case things will only ever get weirder. Come on, let's hit the hay.” Jenny said, closing the door and swaying her tail...which made mine wag like crazy. I gulped and followed Jenny, not believing my tail would betray me here. “Y-yeah...let’s hit the hay…” I woke up in a dog pile…literally. “Huh?” I mutter, wondering why I was in a dog pile. I opened my eyes and I was cuddling Apple Bloom. Sweetie and Scoots behind me, Jenny behind Apple Bloom. Where’s Diamond Tiara? I looking around trying to find Diamond and wondering where she was. “Diamond?” I whisper, wondering where she was. She was nowhere to be seen. Using the utmost of the stealth I could muster I snuck out of bed and went into the lower living-room, only to kneel down and stop at the top of the steps. Diamond Tiara was on the couch down there, staring at the box from that bag. “Need to talk?” I ask, stopping my sneaking and walking over to the teen pony. She jumped. “Joy? W...what are you doing up… It's almost four in the morning.” “I’ve had 282 year’s worth of sleeping Diamond. Waking up now is nothing more than a little nap considering I was also stuck in Ben’s head for eighteen extra years.” I explain, walking over and sitting next to Diamond on the couch. “Come on, we’re all here to help, and talking to me about this box will help out...also I was worried about you when I didn’t find you in our cuddling dog pile.” “N...no…what's in this box is…family business…from my dad’s side.” “You may be my girlfriend but you're apart of this family...please, you can tell me anything.” I say gently. “Want to know something about me that’s personal just so you can talk about your personal stuff?” “...You first then.” “I...wasn’t actually a person technically.” I say honestly. “I was originally Ben’s ‘Joy’, which is actually my name. But when Ben’s parents were murdered and made to look like suicides Ben felt like it was all his fault...so I slowly turned from Joy...to Rejection.” I explain sadly. “I don’t remember how long I’ve been Rejection...it was horrible...and only when Ben finally did his Keyblade Mastery Exam did...I finally became Joy again…” I explain, tears forming in my eyes at that horrible but wonderful memory. “I...thought I wouldn’t be myself again...but...he unknowingly promised me...and he fulfilled it...and it was only when I was brought back did he remember…” I say sadly. “I tried killing the bastard all because he was a sassy bastard that was slowly, and unknowingly, killing himself in a special way…” I shake my head bitterly. “Ben told everyone his side...but I’ve never told anyone my side...it was cold...uncaring...all my friends in his head all feared me because I was nothing more than his rejection of everything...I don’t...I don’t want to feel that way anymore…” I whimper, bringing my knees up on the couch and tried not to cry over it all. “Okay...that's pretty bad…” Diamond Tiara went over and opened the box. Inside was one book, bound in metal with some kinda seals wrapping the majority of it. “My family from my Dad’s side…when we find them, use this book to capture demons. It's why I always went looking for haunted places. Three hundred years of captured demons are in this book.” “Demon hunters eh?” I say honestly. “But...that’s still raises the glaring question...why would Filthy hang himself? I thought it was because he feared he couldn’t help you but that would be weird…” I say. ”Unless it was that bitch that killed our parents.” I mentally growl. “Not entirely. You see…every male in my family has killed themselves when times of high stress and little hope appear. A curse of the first demon we ever captured. In the book it's nicknamed Depression. The curse not only kills the male but...also turns them into a demon after death… “ “Oh...shit.” I frown. “That’s not good…” “You can guess why I brought it out then huh?” “But...we can save him right? There has to be a way? Demons aren’t mindless killing machines.” “Nothing my ancestors tried worked. Once Nothing, there's not enough of the original soul to save. Like trying to replant a tree after it's become toothpicks.” “Then you haven’t seen our extended family. You see, me and Ben originally don’t look like human dire wolf hybrids. We were actually originally human, but because of a family curse we became this because the curse made our new biological mother, Den. I’m sure either she or Cript would know.” I say with a growing feeling of hope at least. “No one should ever lose their parents...me and Ben know that from experience…” “So they can do what? Where are they?” “Hold on…” I say while pulling out my Assistant and checking the people that are available for helping. “Ah, here she is.” I say before tapping on Mama Den’s name and calling her up. ”I hope this would be a little derp on my part…” I think to myself, knowing how Den can be. “Baby!” Mama Den called out from behind me before I was tackled by her and underneath her massive body...and chest. “How's my puppy been?” She asked. “Hi mama.” I say with a massive blush. “Uh...Diamond, this is Den, mama, this is my newest girlfriend, Diamond Tiara...and I’m doing good.” “Newest girlfriend?! When did you first get one?!?!” “Magic Eight Ball...from my Cherubim mama most likely.” I say sheepishly. “Diamonds my fifth girlfriend, but anyways that’s not important at the moment. Diamonds father needs help and I don’t know what to do…” I say sadly before explaining to the giant Dire wolf the situation with Filthy Rich, and somehow managing to say all this while being muffled with big wolf breasts. “My goodness that's sad.” Mama Den said, still not getting off me. “Do you think you can help us save him?” I ask. “Please...sure Diamond has me and the other girls but...I don’t want her to feel like she’s going to have to seal away her father forever without a chance to help…” “Well demons aren't my area of expertise. But I know someone who is.” “Please help.” I say. “That’s all I ask.” “Alright, one moment.” Mama Den finally got off of me before typing on her assistant. After a bit a small patch of ground erupted in fire as a human crawled out of it. “Getting old Adam?” Cript said, appearing out of thin air like he does. “Parenthood is tiring.” The man from the fire, Adam, replied. Once he was out the fire left, no sign it was there. “Uh...who the hell?” I ask with a frown. “Joy, Adam, Adam, Joy.” Cript said. “Adam is Hell’s current king, aka, the devil.” “Huh…” I start. “For some reason I thought ‘Adam’ from ‘Adam and Eve’ for some strange reason...don’t know why.” I shake my head. “Anyways, it’s nice to meet you Adam.” “Sup.” Adam said. “So you call me at ass crack in the night for what exactly?” “Demon issue.” Den spoke up. “These two could use some advice and/or help.” She finished, motioning towards Diamond Tiara and I. “Diamonds family was cursed by a demon some hundred years ago or something, and it just so happens that it involves ‘if high stress and little hope are in your way, hang yourself and turn into a demon cause fuck you’.” I explain. “Is there anyway to help him? Get his soul back or just...plain old anything to bring him back?” Adam pondered. “Huh…well if his soul has turned into a demon then there’s nothing I can do there. I can break the curse but anything involving souls it's safest to use Cript’s Reset ability. Any other way would be dangerous for both parties.” “I just want Diamond to be happy and have her father back…” I sigh out. “And frankly I don’t care about the danger, Core already want’s me and Ben dead eight ways to sunday so...there’s that.” I shrug. “So, is there any way to save her father that doesn’t involve him becoming an infant? Anything at all, any idea’s cause I don’t care about the danger...besides dying...dying would be bad.” “What about a memory transfer?” Cript offered. “That might work, but getting him still is the bitch. I’m the king of hell, but not every demon bows to me.” Adam replied. “Can you at least tell me where he is though?” I ask. “Also, do I need to beat the crap out of the demon Filthy Rich just to make the memory transfer easier or no?” “I can summon him but I recommend something...new, I’ve been working on.” Cript suggested, pulling out a small red gem, tossing it to me. “Once you got his memories use that and it will make a body for him, how he sees himself anyway.” I grabbed the red gem. “Alright then...this is gonna be a thing. Never fought a demon before...wonder how well or bad this will go…” “Best we not do it here for starters.” Cript said as he pointed up to the indoor balcony. Right… The CMC and Jenny...how are they still asleep? “Yeah, let’s take this outside…” I nod, not wanting to hurt the four girls that are still somehow asleep. “No need to do something stupid…” I mutter before walking towards the door and opening it and walking out into my new ‘outside’ for my massive as hell room. After walking to a more or less clear spot in my yard I summoned Lindworm and readied myself for what’s to come next. Cript threw a small ball of fire at the ground, it burst in a fiery wind as a skeleton emerged, it's bones bound by chains, eyes like snakes and teeth like needles. “Wow…that's kinda cool.” Cript said. “The fuck is this?” I ask with worry. “Filthy Rich.” Adam said. “The demon he turned into.” “I know there’s hundreds of demons but...this doesn’t look like a demon I’ve ever seen and or heard of.” I say worriedly. “So...what now? I’m still new to all of this.” “Now, duck.” Cript said as the demon Rich howled before charging at me. Teeth bearing and it's mouth open like a snakes. “Shit!” I yip and duck away from the monster, my lances creating a wall of wind around me to help protect me as well. The demon hit the ground but jumped back up, it reached my wind wall and started throwing its body against it. The force was pushing me and the shield back, making marks in the dirt. I grab one of my lances and swung it at the charging demon to get it off me. I hit it's jaw, which broke off but it seemed unaffected as it kept at it. “How long do I have to fight this thing?” I ask, pushing the demon away in a sudden gust of wind as I charged for a Jump attack. “Just long enough to let me gather the memories, well, copy them anyway.” Adam said, holding a small glowing orb. “Should take… three more minutes.” “Cripe…” I mutter. “Jump!” I shout, leaping high into the air and floating up there for a moment, pointing all my lances down and launching myself at the demon, making sure I wasn’t using enough strength to completely damage or kill the thing. The lances largely missed the thing, one hitting though it’s ribs. That broke the chains though… Once the chains fell it’s bones changed, reshaping, breaking and reforming until it was wolf...no, big cat like. It snarled up at me. “Uh...that’s not good…” I mutter, readying my lances again and using them to summon up a whirlwind shield around me. It jumped up at me, and when it made contact with the shield it somehow was STANDING on it, and started to scratch at it, snarling the whole time. “How in the wide hells?” I mutter, starting to channel Nothingness in my right hand. “Anytime now!” “One more minute.” Adam replied. The thing sliced through my shield, pouncing on me and then sending me crashing into the ground. “Twilight Fist!” I shout, forcing my fist into the thing and sending the debuff Ben figured out into the demon hopefully. “And… now.” Adam said, the orb turning a light blue. “Okay, kill it.” “Winds of Despair!” I shout, my lances glowing green as I started shredding into the Demon with my lances, before the six lances turned into a dragon head and opened up and sent a giant whirlwind of cutting wind that enveloped the blind demon. After the dust cleared, the demon was standing, but heavily damaged. It gave a faint growl, then it’s body began to break apart, the bones turning to ash in the wind. When the bones were gone, all that was left behind was a gold ring that Diamond Tiara ran over and picked up instantly. “This was his… a family heirloom…” She muttered. “Should...I have actually killed it or no?” I ask worriedly, feeling like I just screwed up somehow. “Well let’s see what happens.” Crips said, walking over to me with the orb from Adam. “The stone?” I handed the stone over to Cript. “I hope I didn’t screw something up…” “Well, be warned, this rock will make a body based on what Rich saw himself as so… just a warning.” With that said Cript put the orb in the stone, it glowed and began floating. We backed up a bit and after a while the light grew out, gaining form as the gem began to dissolve. What appeared was Filthy Rich, but…younger…MUCH younger, like my age physically. “Well… kid at heart?” “Dad always acted like a kid around me.” Diamond said, walking up to her young father. “Dad?” He looked up. “Diamond. I, wha… wait.” He looked himself over quickly. “How am I… I’m ten?” “Because you were resurrected in a body made by your own thoughts. I’m Joy, Diamonds new boyfriend by the by.” I mention, just wanting to bring that up. He stared at me for a moment before I blinked and I was on the ground with him choking me. “Who said you can date my princess!” “Dad!” DIamond screeched, trying to take her father off of me. I swiftly got the young Filthy off of me suddenly. “I DID AFTER YOU ABANDONED HER YOU PRICK!” I bark at him in anger. “I… what are you talking about?!” Cript gave a cough, then whispered something into my ear. “That curse was strong, he has no memory from when it kicked in, so...last thing he remembers was before hearing about Manehattan.” “Oh…” I mutter. “Oh.” I nod...before my eyes widen. “Oh god damn it!” I shout, flinging my arms in the air. “Is he still cursed?” I whisper to Cript worriedly. “No, broke that on Tiara, and since he’s still technically dead, he’s no longer affected.” “Okay then…” I nod. “Congratulations Diamond, Filthy, you are no longer cursed. So I can tell you all the bad shit that happened that you suddenly forgot.” I say. “Unless you don’t want to hear a bunch of bad and depressing things right now Filthy.” “I just want some answers honestly.” He replied. “Manehattan’s destroyed, your wife, Silver Spoon and her parents are dead, your company tanked harder than the Titanic, and you killed yourself because of your family curse.” I list off. “...Oh stars damn it!” Rich yelled. “Company I can care less about but fuck I broke the chain. I would have been the fourth male in the family to break the curse by not being depressed… so… Spoiled is dead?” He asked, his tone turn somber. “Flat as a pancake in a mall getting stuff for Diamond and or herself.” I say. “But do you want to know everything after you hung yourself in your own home office?” “...I own ten guns and I hung myself? The hell?” Was his reply. “No idea.” I shrug. “But hey, just be glad Diamond here didn’t see your blood and brains staining the room at least.” I frown. “Fair point. “Rich said, turning to face Tiara. “I’m so sorry sweet heart.” “You’re back dad, that’s all that matters.” She said, hugging him. “Want me to continue or...you just happy?” I ask curiously. “That’s enough for now.” Both Tiara and Rich said. “Alright.” I nod before turning to Cript and Adam. “Thanks you two. It...means a lot.” I smile to Adam and Cript, glad to have had their help in making Diamond happy. “Well normally I’d snap my fingers and fix this issue but this was more fun and I wanted to try something different.” Cript said before he and Adam vanished. “Well...good enough for me.” I nod. “Hey, want to go inside you two?” I ask Filthy and Diamond. “Yeah, we should get to bed.” Dimond said. “I’ll show dad to the guest room.” SHe said as she and Rich walked off and I went back inside and plopped on the bed. I woke up to sunlight hitting my eyes. I was somehow cuddling Diamond Tiara. As I looked up I saw her father looking at me...shotgun in hand. “Mind explaining?” He asked, cocking it. Breakfast was...awkward to say the least. I sat across from Rich, who was showing his black eye Diamond gave him with a monotone expression. “I am still your father Tiara.” He said. “You pointed a shotgun at Joy in our bed.” She replied. “You’re eleven.” “You were six when you and mom first kissed.” “And you killed yourself when Diamond officially joined my herd.” I state to Filthy. “Just going to bring that little point up for you to stop being pissy at our choice.” “I didn’t even spend a night with your mother till we were dating Tiara, at age seventeen.” “Mom said you two had sex at age fourteen.” Diamond Tiara retorted. Rich dropped his fork. “Damn that woman…” He said, his face red. “And here I am waiting until my girls are sixteen to have sex.” I frown. “So what’s your excuse now?” “...Spoiled was an early bloomer…” He said, head down in defeat. “And so is Sweetie Belle but you don’t see me hounding her every five seconds.” I state. “Wait till she get’s her first heat.” He said simply. “With your dog body that will be too good a sniff to not indulge.” “That is what leads to most undarage sex.” Diamond added. “What age is it legally?” I ask curiously. “Cheerilee said sixteen legally, but in Ponyville the age is fifteen.” Rich said. “Some old thing from back when the town was founded that never got changed in the modern age.” “Right then.” I nod. “So technically I am of legal age because my actual age is three hundred.” I state. “But that’s not important right now. How long are you going to pull this ‘you're not allowed to date my princess’ schtick here Filthy?” “She’s my daughter, if you had a daughter would you not do the same?” He replied as I started to think about it. “Would I immediately do it like a jackass? No.” I state. “I judge people by who they actually are. Not by looks, not by ‘my daughters weird goth phase’ for some dumb ass reason, I actually ask the person, whether male or female, if they actually love and care for my daughter.” I state. “Not just immediately pull out a shotgun and make a good person, that could have been a nice pick for your daughter, run for their lives and ruin your daughter's happiness.” I explain. “There’s a saying out there, ‘don’t judge a book by it’s cover’. Do you understand?” I ask, staring Filthy straight in the eye. “Yes, but words are easier to say than actions.” He replied, taking a sip of his coffee. “You won’t understand my perspective till you spend your best years caring for something so innocent, you will overreact like me when that innocence begins to fade for maturity. Spoiled’s father broke my legs and yet I still went after her. It’s a tradition as old as time.” “Makes sense.” I nod. “Question, why did Cheerilee tell me your wife was a straight up bitch? I mean sure the nickname ‘Spoiled Bitch’ comes to mind but I have no idea why she would tell me that.” I explain, not entirely sure why. Rich sighed. “Spoiled was born into money, a lot of money. Her family owned the Equestrian National Banks. Sadly Spoiled was the only Earth pony in the family, a family of Canterlot unicorn nobles, so can you guess what that made her?” “Sooner or later Ben’s gonna have to go up there and revoke some nobility.” I groan. “Seriously, from what Ben has told me is that they are nothing more then stuck up bastards that do nothing nine times out of ten.” “She was the daughter of a maid the youngest son had a fling with. Mother died in the birth but he cared for her, even when the family disowned him he managed to keep a quarter of the company shares and built an import-export business. Spoiled was raised by him, servants, and the few family members who cared enough to do business. She thought if she acted like her family she’d be accepted as one of them. It was or not though, they were racist bigots so she grew rather hard, only nice around me and Tiara.” I raised an eyebrow. “Well isn’t that just ironic.” I chuckle. “Want to hear a little story about myself?” I ask. “That girl Jenny told me some things...she’s interesting.” Rich said. “Wow I just remembered…” “What?” I ask. “Now that my company has fallen my brother is likely going to buy out everything I own from the auction house.” “Uncle Gold?” Diamond asked. “Yes Gold Trot dear.” “Who?” I ask. “Also...I had the sudden fear of something that’s probably non-existent here…” “Well as I said, Gold Trot is my brother, younger brother, he ran away from home when he was sixteen, ended up the husband and co-boss of the Baltimare Mafia. They aren’t bad, in fact the crown funds them to deal with other underground organizations and keep the peace in the streets when the police or crown can’t. After Manehattan I can only imagine they’re working overtime.” “Oh, that’s interesting.” I nod. “Glad to hear your brother is doing good for himself...I wonder how he’ll react to not being the ‘little brother’ anymore.” I chuckle. “Oh ha, ha. Gold probably might try and take in Tiara after hearing about my ‘death’...question, how would you deal with an eccentric borderline radicalist?” “That depends on how eccentric and radicalist he is. But Gold is not taking Tiara away because she is my girlfriend and under the protection of the crown technically because I’m a prince.” I explain. “And he once bitch slapped Celestia for taking his donut away at a meeting. Trust me, Gold gives ZERO fucks about who you are, he’ll judge you when he meets you.” I frown. “It depends on how much of a dick he is then. Cause if he’s a dick then he’s not going to be happy about his life choices.” “You’re talking about a stallion who once took out a whole prison of criminals, with only a single shot shotgun, five shot revolver, and a dictionary.” “Hmm…” I take a moment. “Meh, I’m not here to counter his achievements with my own. Oh well, let’s hope we don’t come to blows.” I shrug. “No need for fights when there doesn’t need to be any.” I say while sipping my orange juice. “So, how long until the auction?” “Soon I’d imagine.” “Well cripe...where does it take place?” I ask, hoping to find it soon. “In cases like this, mine, whatever, the items in the house are catalogued and then the list and pictures of the items are shown at town hall for the auction, once that’s done everything is mailed to the buyers.” “Right then.” I nod. “Glad to know I’m going to go to town hall...ya know I have a feeling none of us ever went to town hall...weird.” I frown, just noticing that in all the places of Ponyville me and Ben haven’t gone to town hall. Diamond, Jenny, Rich and I left to see about town hall. Ben didn’t come since he was on a date night with Bridget. We went to town hall and the main lobby was like the show on the first episode with rooms connecting to other areas. The lobby was our main place though as people were sitting in fold out chairs while pictures of items from Rich’s and Diamond’s home were on on display. “And sold to the gentle stallion in the back, one Alicornien era painting.” Mayor Mare said, standing on a podium. “Well...glad to see things are already selling out well.” I mutter. “So...look for Gold or what?” “The one who bought the painting.” Rich said, pointing at the stallion in the back. His coat was the same as Rich’s and his mane was gold yellow. I noticed there was a peach colored filly next to him with a blond mane and dark black sunglasses. “Go over there and ask him to come over here or just let him buy as much as he can?” I ask curiously, not entirely sure what to do during an auction since it was the first time either me or Ben have been to one. “Might as well.” Rich said, leading us over to Gold. “Goldfish.” Rich said as we stood next to his brother. The stallion turned around, looking down at Rich before his eyes went wide. “...Rich Bitch?” “Glad you remember.” “...How in the five fucks?” “Let’s talk somewhere private.” “Rich bitch?” I whisper to Diamond worriedly. “Dad and uncle Gold had dumb nicknames for eachother as foals. Dad’s was Rich Bitch and Gold’s was Goldfish.” She explained. “Weird…” I mutter. “Well let’s hope this all doesn’t go to hell.” We walked outside the building, that sunglasses wearing filly following us. “So… how did this happen?” “Long story.” I sigh out. “Names Joy, or ‘White Squire’ as the public would start knowing me given my cloak.” I explained everything to Gold, he took it surprisingly calmly. “Alright then.” He said, sighing. “So, all I got from that is you are dating/taking care of Diamond Tiara and I’m now the older brother.” “Basically.” I nod. “So...any problems?” “No, but I do have a favor.” He said, shoving the filly with the sunglasses in front of me. “This is my daughter Lovely Days. Diamond’s cousin. Please look after her as I am not trusting my house staff at the moment and if anything happens then meh, more to the family.” “Dad!” The filly, Lovely, finally spoke. “I make no promises on not trying to date the Lovely girl that’s in front of me.” I say and motioning to Lovely Days, making a poor attempt at both a pun and a pick up line. “But what I do promise is her safety. That’s something I never make shitty puns about.” “Well either way, look after her and I will be taking my brother with me.” “Wait, what, why?” Rich asked. “As you know Lovely has been kept hidden as my child since her birth for safety reason. Just recently word fell into other, not so friendly hands, that I have a child, but their name, gender, and such are not known to them. I trust Rich to be able to help himself while Lovely is safe with the wolf boy.” “Lovely will be safe with me.” I nod. “But my name’s Joy, not ‘wolf boy’ just so you know.” “Whatever wolf boy.” Gold said. “Rich, you ready?” Rich sighed. “Fine...Diamond, I’ll visit when I can. You all just...go home I guess?” “Sure dad.” Diamond said as she, Jenny, Lovely and I walked out of town hall. “So Lovely...how have you been today?” I ask, hoping to at least start a conversation. “So so. Wow…” She said, staring at Jenny, Diamond and I. “What?” I ask, remembering what my eight ball said and told me that she could see love but wanting to play dumb just for it. “You three… really are meant for eachother.” “How can you tell?” I ask “...Might as well.” She said, taking off her sunglasses, revealing her eyes that looked like pink hearts. “Magic disorder, it affected my eyes and I can see the colors of love between pomies. Same colors or similar enough means they can be really happy together. For you three it’s the exact same color.” “I’m pretty sure a certain princess of love would want to have a word with you if she figures this out.” I chuckle. “But hey...can you tell if you're connected to anyone if you look into a mirror or a reflective surface?” I ask curiously, just wondering if that’s a thing. “Nope, can’t see my love’s color, never could for some reason.” “Hmm…” I hum to myself. “Strange...mind if I ask what color you see from the three of us?” I ask curiously, trying not to lose track of things from those magically beautiful eyes. “Like a silver with a pink tint.” Lovely said. “Okay then.” I nod. “Thank you for telling me that.” I say, still thinking about how and or why she couldn’t notice her own love. “Hey, what’s this?” She asked, grabbing the arm with my Assistant. “Something very special in many ways.” I tell her. “It’s called an Assistant. Jenny? Do you have anything to say about this thing?” I ask, knowing she’ll be better at explaining things. “You can buy cool stuff from it.” Jenny added, pulling out a syringe from her pocket filled with a pink neon glowing liquid. “This was just called Neon and I have no idea what it does.” I decided that seeing the syringe and hearing Jenny not knowing what something does to swiftly, and perfectly fine, hide behind Lovely Days. “Nuu...” I mutter, using my possible future wife as a shield to make sure I stay away from the needle. “A-anyways...Lovely, want to see your new home?” “Kinda wanna see what the Neon glowy stuff does.” She replied. “One way to find out.” Jenny said, taking the cap off the needle and sticking it in Lovely’s arm. “Ow! Hey!” Lovely replied, Jenny already taking out the empty syringe. “Wow, I feel…” Lovely said before her eyes glowed with a neon hot pink as her arms began to get covered in lines of the same neon hot pink. “Lovely are you okay?” I ask immediately, my ears flat against my head and just me feeling a whole tons of worry for Lovely. “I feel so...good.” She replied, her arms flowing the neon towards her hands as she twirled her fingers, making the neon lines spiral around in a rather bright and colorful manor. “Mind looking that Neon stuff up Joy?” Lovely asked, still looking at her self generated light show. “Uh...sure…” I nod, pulling up my Assistant and searching it up, glaring at Jenny for a moment for  possibly hurting Lovely as I looked down and saw it. Neon. A fully active and flexible Conduit gene that gives the injector the power over Neon Light Energy. Abilities are all listed, effects permanent. “Well as far as I see the effects are permanent and you now have the power to produce Neon Light Energy...Lovely.” I groan, not believing I just made another pun off of her name. “Uh...no pun intended…” I mutter while looking over the other possible abilities besides ‘produce light’ this thing gave her. “Cool.” Lovely said, the lights fading and her eyes returning to normal. “That's gonna be fun to mess with.” “It can be.” I shrug. “But...hmm…” I hum again, my mind wandering to ‘if she’ll literally glow beat red if something embarrassing happened to her’. “So...head home?” Jenny asked. “Yeah, Lovely has a lot to see and a lot more people to meet.” I nod. “Let’s hope the others won’t do something silly.” I sigh out, moving around so I wouldn’t be behind Lovely anymore. “So, ever lived in a castle before Lovely?” “On a trip to the sheepland isles once. Was old and creepy. So which way if your home?” “This way.” I say while leading the way. “Who want’s to fly home?” I ask the three girls honestly before we just start walking. “Race!” Lovely said, but as soon as she ran she was a mile away in a second, covered in Neon light, leaving a hot pink neon trail in the air and an after image of her in every footstep. “Jesus hell…” I mutter, summoning my glider. “Alright, who want’s to hop on and follow after the hyper girl?” We followed the trail she left and found her waiting outside the castle front door. “This Neon stuff is REALLY going to be fun.” Lovely said, twitching with excitement. “Slow down you silly girl jeez.” I chuckle. “But anyways, this is the castle we all live in. There’s a lot of things to look at, experience, and explain.” I say while walking over and opening the door and leading Lovely through the house. Introducing her to Ben and his wives went well, but the nieces and nephews was...time consuming. Once that was all done with we went into my room/house and when we finally found the CMC they were on the couch in the bedroom, Applebloom and Scootaloo patting a beat red Sweetie on the back. “Uh...what did we miss?” I ask. Before anyone answered Scoot’s ran up to me and put a clothes line pin over my nose. “Sweetie just went into her first heat.” “Oh for the love of god…” I groan. “Anyways! This is Lovely Days, she’s going to be living with us...so she might accidentally be apart of the herd I don’t know that’s up to her.” I explain while showing them Lovely Days, summoning Frozen Pride just incase Sweetie tries to tackle me. “Hey.” Lovely said. “Sorry about suddenly bringing you here while Sweetie Belle is in her first heat…” I say sheepishly. “Just uh...don’t be surprised if Sweetie tries to chase me…” “Meh.” Lovely replied. “Right then, so let me show you around the entirety of our house and everything that is in my room.” I say while showing Lovely around. She saw the candy room and started munching on the “grass” which was liquorish. And she, alone, devoured a whole candy apple tree...where did she put it all? “Uh...Lovely? You do know you just ate an entire candy apple tree...like...the entire thing...how?” I ask, wondering how in the world she did that feat of magic. “No idea.” She replied, licking the caramel from her fingers. “Maybe this Neon thing changed me more than just giving me pretty light powers.” I checked my Assistant for all the ‘powers’ and ‘side effects’ the Neon thing gave her. “Well let’s hope it’s nothing too bad…” I mutter. Neon abilities. Neon Drain Neon Beam     Rapid fire Phosphor Beam Light Speed     Photon Jump     Endless Speed Laser Insight     Laser Focus     Speed Laser Stasis Bubble     Extended bubble     Enhanced stasis     Deadly stasis Radiant sweep Listed above are standard Neon Conduit powers, each individual can create their own unique powers, new injectors of the Conduite gene syringes will experiences rapid metabolism increases and hunger for ten to thirteen hours after injection. “I figured out your problem Lovely...Jenny literally injected a different species genetics into you.” I frown. “And that race would be a ‘Neon Conduit’ apparently...so you're going to have to stuff yourself for possibly ten to thirteen hours...great...and here I was hoping for my day to get back to some normalcy.” I grumble. “Instead of trying to talk and hope to see if Lovely will actually like me I have to see her stuff herself for hours on end…” I mumble to myself. “Hey Joy.” Applebloom said as she entered the room. “So Lovely still eaten?” “For the next ten to thirteen hours yeah.” I nod. “How’s Sweetie doing?” I ask, hoping she’s alright and not hurt because of her heat. “Sore, but that’s about it for the moment. Rarity said she's early, like she did, so she wasn't too surprised ta hear.” “Well that’s just splendid.” I sigh out. “No cuddling from me until it goes away...in however many days it lasts…” I sigh out. “How long does a mare’s heat normally last?” “A week or two, but they only spring up two or three times a season.” “Right then.” I nod. “But is it best if I keep my distance from Sweetie?” I ask Apple Bloom, not entirely liking how I need to literally leave someone I care about. “Well Rarity said Sweetie has two options in this situation since the obvious third one is out til age sixteen.” “And those two options would be?” I ask, hoping there’s at least something to do for me to help her. “A spell that reduces the...effects, of heat so she's so so normal or a lot of masterbation.” “Was the ‘a lot of masterbation’ the second option or no?” I ask. “Yeah.” “Right then.” I nod. “But it’s up to Sweetie, I can’t force her into a decision.” “Especially about her body.” Applebloom chuckled, quickly hugging me. I hugged Applebloom back with a smile. “Thanks AB...I’ll try to talk to Rarity and Sweetie about it all...hopefully Sweetie just doesn’t tackle me to the ground though.” I chuckle nervously. “Let's hope.” She said before kissing me…deep throating me with her tongue before parting and leaning in close to my ear. “I called dibs on ya first~” She playfully whispered as she let go of the hug and skipped happily away. “W-woof…” I mutter, my face beat red and my tail wagging back and forth. “I love my girls…” I mutter with a smile. “H-hey Lovely! You still here?” I call out, shaking my head. “Saw the whole thing.” She replied, munching on a candy cane. “That was sexy.” “You can...join the herd if you want…” I say nervously. “But only if you want to.” I add quickly. “Meh, might as well.” She said, tossing the candy and walking up to me. She grabbed one of my ears but started scratching at the base…my tail and twitching leg ratted in my pure bliss state out. “Who’s a good boy?” “N-not this c-crap a-a-again~...” I pant, not believing how good this felt. “But...I am…” I moan in pure bliss. “Good pup.” She said, kissing my cheek before walking off. When she stopped scratching I fell over, but didn't care as I was in the afterglow of her scratching. “Life is grand.” I sigh out happily, my tail wagging lazily from that wonderful time. The rest of the day was rather…Joyfull… Ugh, can I stop with the puns today? “Okay...so I made two girlfriends...helped one of them get their father back...had an otherwise weird and embarrassing few days…” I sigh out. “I shouldn’t be surprised about the weird and embarrassing part…” I grumble. “Oh...wait...Lovely might have told Jenny about…” I trail off as my eyes widen and my face turns beat red. “Oh no…” I mutter, before shaking my head. “Well...I suppose video games wouldn’t hurt get my mind off of things.” I say to myself while heading off to the game room in hopes of just getting my mind off of somethings. There wasn’t anybody in here so I decided to skim through the selection on the shelves. Huh, Fallout 4 game of the year edition? About time they made this game. Thirty six hours later “GAH!!!!” I screamed. Damn Deathclaws got an upgrade in both toughness and fear. Where the fuck did this one even come from?!? “Joy?” My red eyes looked behind me, seeing Scootaloo at the door. “You alright?” “No, a Deathclaw appeared out of nowhere and killed me.” I huff. I rubbed my eyes a little bit just to help them refocus. “How are you doing?” “Well rested unlike you. You’ve been playing that game for over a day already.” “Wait what?” I frown. “No I didn’t...I was only playing for five hours or something…” I say nervously. It was at that moment the lack of a day and a half’s worth of food hit me as I curled up on myself. “Oh god…” I groan, holding my growling and in pain stomach. “Halp…” I whimper, my eyes also starting to burn at my own realization of how long it’s been. Scoot’s laughed before walking over and grabbing a sandwich out of the mini fridge...how did I forget about that? “Here.” She said as I took it and scarfed it down. “Damn, you’ll give yourself indigestion eating that fast.” “I didn’t eat for a day and a half.” I say. “But how is everyone else?” I ask, hoping there fine and haven’t been looking for me. “Lovely has already come off her hunger thing and is also coming off her sugar high as well as you’d expect. Applebloom’s been baking some recipies her sister and Pinkie lent her, Sweetie’s better though no idea which route in her options she chose, and Jenny is teaching Diamond Tiara about firearms in the armory next door.” “Right then…” I nod. “I’m gonna need more food though...and maybe hug you all in apology for staying away from you all for a day and a half…” I sigh out, getting up shakily. “Okay...I...need some help.” I say, my legs numb as hell. “Legs...asleep...help…” She chuckled again before wrapping one of my arms over her neck to help me stay up. “This good?” “Yes.” I nod, kissing Scootaloo’s cheek gently. “Thank you.” “Yeah yeah I’m great.” She laughed. “You know, out of all the things I expected to do with my friends, being in a herd was not on that list.” “Really?” I ask. “Though that does sound about right but...all three of you are practically inseparable.” I point out. “What was on your list of things you expected?” “Get cutie mark…finally fly, and just stay friends.” Why did she pause after the cutie mark part? “Why did you pause?” I ask. “Huh?” “When you said ‘get cutie mark’ you paused then said ‘finally fly’. Is something wrong?” “Well those two are kinda connected…” Scoot’s looked around, then opened a random door as she walked me in. It was the library. “So… I can’t fly despite most pegasus foals my age flying like pros, heck, even Dinky got new wings and can fly with them well, same with Jenny, but I can’t fly cause…I have brittle bone.” “Brittle bones?” I ask. “It’s a disease in which my bones aren’t as strong as they should me, a bad fall and I break a leg or arm with ease…the bones in my wings included. I get lift off and they break under my own body weight.” “That’s...terrible.” I say sadly. “You always looked strong and felt just the same...I didn’t…” I mutter, holding her close. “I’m used to it, fact is I broke several bones hanging out with the girls already, but I’m so used to it I can muscle through the pain. And here’s the part involving my cutie mark.” “What does your cutie mark have to do with your brittle bones?” I ask, feeling upset that I couldn’t help my girlfriend. “As far as the girls know I don’t have one, but…” She pulled down the side of her pants, showing her hip. I blushed a bit, but my eyes widened when she smeared some kinda make up off her hip, showing her cutie mark was an X-ray of a pair of wings. “W-w-what?” I stutter. “Had it before I even met them, painted over it cause I thought, hey, new school, maybe some pity friends would be nice. Never expected to make friends for life honestly.” “But…” I mutter. “Your amazing Scootaloo, it would be weird if people didn’t want to be your friend. And...it would be wrong if I didn’t love you…” I say gently. “When did you get your mark? And what does it even mean?” “I was three and broke my arm falling off the bed, doing that on a CLOUD floor means something. I wanted to know why I was always breaking, so I picked up books on anatomy and forced myself to understand all the big words. Two years later the doctor showed me an X-ray of my latest break in my arm and I started naming off all the individual bones. When I finished it appeared. Doc said I didn’t get any wrong or miss one.” “So...your special talent is being a bone doctor or something?” I ask curiously. “Anthropology, anything to do with bones, and their injuries I can get with ease. For example, from how Ben walks I could tell he broke his leg at a young age, but it didn’t heal right, causing an arch in his walk that will never go away.” “Even if he breaks it willingly and is set right?” I ask, not believing Scoots just said a secret Ben was hiding for a long ass time. “You can’t ‘set it right’, the bones have healed in ordinance with the original resetting. They’re slightly curved and even so walking the way he does now, even if that was somehow possible it would be habbit of him to still walk like he does now.” “Wow.” I say, honestly impressed by her knowledge. “That’s impressive.” I say honestly. “But...I’m pretty sure no one will judge you on having a cutie mark...I mean Jenny probably already knows given that she’s Jenny.” I roll my eyes at that. “Meh, you can tell from her walk she’s broken both legs twice. Best guess is from some kinda head on collision, judging from her reactions I’ve seen her when we played laser tag she double checked everything around her feet so the second breaks happened likely right after the other.” “Jesus.” I mutter. “Anything about me or the other CMC?” “Sweetie’s normal, nothing wrong there, Apple Bloom, from her walk, has broken her right leg and a rib, leg when she was really young, and rib I was there for that one…you though I notice have issues raising your left hand, you write with it yet you fight with your Keyblade right handed, unlike Ben who fights and writes with his right hand. Something happen with your shoulder?” “I honestly don’t know.” I say while rolling my left shoulder. “It was probably something so long ago that I don’t even remember.” I say, a crick heard from it and I winced. “Okay...that’s either because my shoulders are just not relaxed or...something else.” “Let’s see.” Scoot’s said, feeling my left shoulder. “Huh… did you do a lot of heavy lifting with this arm at a young age? Like how you’d have a strap bag on it loaded with stuff?” “I’d need to look at my history three hundred years ago…” I frown. “That’s the problem...” She squeezed it a bit and felt along my shoulder, still squeezing. “This is unaligned, likely from either heavy lifting of a hard tug at the arm at a young age. Now this is gonna hurt.” She acted quickly, grabbing my arm and yanking it with her full body weight. I yelped, not able to move my arm but then she quickly applied fast pressure and I yelped again from the spike in pain. It lasted only a few seconds though and lifted my left arm...all the way over my head. I couldn’t do that before! “There.” “Wow…” I mutter, moving my left arm around and feeling it was perfectly fine. “That’s...Scoots this is amazing!” I say with a warm smile. “Thanks. Felt kinda good working with a skeleton again. Used to have toy ones and use scissors or rocks to make them look injured and think about how they got them if they were real people. Demented, yes, but bones are what I do best.” “Yes they are.” I nod. “Um...do you want to tell the others or should I?” I ask, wondering if she wanted them to know about her cutie mark. “Maybe...but not now. I’ll tell them when I feel I can, till then, not a word, alright?” “Alright.” I nod. “Thank you Scoots...it means a lot.” I smile. “But what do you want to do today besides fixing my shoulder?” “Was gonna just watch tv, you?” “I was gonna do whatever my lovely girlfriends were doing.” I shrug. “I don’t have much to do unless I’m told something special.” I say honestly. “So you’re a follower?” She said, poking me in the chest. “Only when I want to spend time with my lovely girls.” I smile. “Especially a smart and tough one like you.” I smile, nuzzling the brittle pegasus lovingly. “Hehe, well then maybe you can follow me to the couch so I can see how different a wolf skeleton is from a pony~” Scoot’s said, a sway in her tail as she left the library. I blush brightly at seeing the sway. “Gods…” I mutter. “These girls are needy…” I mutter to myself while following along quickly, my stomach growling again. “Well...the kitchen’s on the way…” I mutter, hoping to at least get some more food before things like that happens. I entered the kitchen and saw many pies, a few cakes, and…Braig? “Po!” He declared, pointing at me. “What are you doing here Braig?” I ask curiously, walking over to the kid. “And...did you make all these?” “That was me.” Applebloom said, coming up from behind me and giving me a kiss on the cheek. “Pinkie and my sis gave me some recipes to try out. Pinkie also has me looking after Braig here for practice she said.” “Honestly I thought Braig was making this all cause he’s Pinkie’s son.” I chuckle. “Wouldn’t surprise me because of Pinkie but remember, he was a mercenary before your gramps turned him inta a baby when he died.” “Yeah that’s true.” I nod. “But oh well, mind if I try some? I haven’t eaten in a day and a half.” “Yeah, try this one.” Bloom said, handing me a yellow colored pie. “Thank you.” I nod, taking the yellow colored pie and just eating it happily. The taste was...odd. Was creamy but very fruity. “Like it? Pinkie’s recipe for mango cream pie.” “It’s...odd.” I point out. “Maybe it’s the texture or something…” I shrug. ”I am not running into a ‘that’s what she said’ joke.” I mentally frown. “Anyways, anything else you want me to try?” “Well there is this pie but I don’t get it?” She said, pulling out the card, which was just the picture of a Y with cream topped in the middle top with a cherry…OH! ”OH MY FUCKING GOD!” I mentally scream, my face turning beat red. “Come on that’s not cool Pinkie. I maybe old enough for this but everyone else isn’t.” I frown. “Old enough for what?” Applebloom asked, still holding that card. “Nothing.” I state while taking the card away from Apple Bloom. “You're too young to understand.” I state while putting the card in my pocket. “Okay… Well try this then.” She said, handing me a green colored pie. “This one was called the Athletes pie, made with a lot of nuts, and you replace all water with an energy drink called Monster.” “Oh dear god…” I mutter, shaking my head. “That’s not how you make pie…” I frown before taking it and biting into it. It wasn’t as bad as I was expecting, tasted kinda like a candy bar. “So, how was it?” “Not as bad as I was expecting actually.” I say honestly. “Takes like a candy bar to be honest.” “Cool, now, try this one.” She said, giving me a normal looking pie. I took the pie and ate it, it was gooey, like a really ripe peach, the inside was green and it tasted not too bad, like...a pudding, but I couldn’t get the flavor. “I don’t know if it has a flavor and it tastes like pudding…” “Dang it. Pinkie got this recipe from Zeke’s wife Toriel. Made from snails, it’s supposed to taste like Vanilla and mint…maybe not enough mint?” “Wait, when did Pinkie meet Toriel?” I ask in confusion. “What do you think they do when you and Ben are off doing hero? They like to be social too, who better than others who REALLY understand what it’s like to be married to a hero type. Awkward when they’re the same person but they’re used to it already.” “Oh god...poor Ben.” I mutter. ”Ben’s going to be in so much pain if he has to experience anything they learned from Rune…” I think to myself. “Anyways that’s good to know...wonder why snails don’t taste like crap though...weird.” “Pinkie said they’re normally flavorless, but full of protein and stuff like that. Since it’s a Monster Food recipe maybe I need ingredients made and grown by them?” “Maybe.” I shrug. “Who knows really. But what next?” “Just your standard pies. Eat what ya like, I’m gonna look through the pantry for more ingredients.” “Alright then. Thank you.” I nod while getting water and started to eat my fill. After about five minutes I smiled. “Thanks Apple Bloom, it was delicious.” “Your welcome.” She replied, still rummaging through the pantry. “Need some help?” I ask. “I’m good.” She replied. I nodded and headed into the living room, Scoot’s slouched on the couch watching...My Little Pony. “Wow this show makes me look like I got ADHD.” She replied. “I mean...you looked up to Rainbow Dash.” I point out. “Yeah, but that’s fangirling. You’d freak meeting someone you admire too right?” “I haven’t fanned over something so I wouldn’t know. But there’s a point between ‘fangirling’ and ‘literally wanting to be like them’.” I say. “Well Rainbow has arthritis in her wings and still flies like she does.” “That doesn’t sound good for a pegasus.” I say worriedly. “Especially for someone that want’s to be a Wonderbolt...I mean...she has a kid so…” “Yeah. You can tell she has it because of her expression, her wings shouldn’t handle the pain she’s in flying like she does, they should lock up immediately at speeds above twenty but she’s flying near a hundred. She’s gotta be on some kinda pain medication.” “That’s true…” I say with a shrug. “But you know, ‘work through the pain’ as it were.” I shrug. “But what else have you noticed through the show?” “From seeing this, along with some other things I could tell everyone’s life is a reality in some form elsewhere, but other realities can view on or more of them in the alternate versions that exist within the multiverse. Basically originality is crap and fiction and reality are the same thing in the multiverse.” “Pretty much.” I shrug. “Glad you figured that out and haven’t panicked. Not everyday you realise ‘oh hey, in one universe I’m just a children’s show even though I’m real here.’” “Meh, check channel 5009890.” She replied, grabbing the remote and changing it to the channel...it was Ponyville, but with a silent hill theme with Fluttershy the main character. “Not so TV-Y huh?” “That’s because she’s in a Silent Hill version of Ponyville for some reason…” I frown. “Poor Fluttershy.” I sigh out. “But enjoying the more...light hearted versions of the show instead of this?” “Meh, check this one out.” She said, changing the channel again and...we were on the tv. “Looked around too, no cameras.” Scoot’s said, the her on TV saying the same thing. “I’m concerned…” I frown. “And pissed.” I growl. “Well...life is a show to the afterlife if what Cript said was true.” I sigh out. “So, any other shows you enjoy?” “Well...This is the same channel, but shows the ones from ‘yesterday’.” She said, searching for the right channel then finally finding it…it was when Jenny had me in her bed…“Daw, you blush so cute.” I blushed brightly. “Shush you...also Jenny is going to be so pissed when she finds this…” I say worriedly. “Already know.” The girl in question replied, petting my head. “Kinda turns me on.” A small trickle of blood started to pour out of my nose. “Uh…” I mutter, my face as red as can be. “Um...I...didn’t know that…” “Wonder how this is filmed anyway?” Jenny asked, hopping up on the couch. “Afterlife stuff or something?” I guess. “But I feel worried...cause now everyone’s secrets are just plastered all over the t.v. and nothing can be kept hidden, even when it’s not bad secrets…” I frown. “Also...I suppose people saw the magic eight ball stuff?” I ask nervously. “Likely.” Scoot’s said. “Shit…” I mutter. “Has Sweetie gone to talk with Rarity about that ‘heat spell’?” I ask. “Likely.” Jenny said. “She’s been walking around just fine for a while.” “Should I try to talk to her?” I ask. “I don’t want to leave her alone…” I trail off, not wanting to feel bad about ignoring her just because of her heat. “Well she’s with her sister at the moment so, she should be in the sewing room.” Applebloom said, walking in while carrying five pies, two on each arm and one on her head. “Alright then, looks like I’ll need to go down there. Also I need to thank Rarity for my cloak, it’s still awesome.” I smile warmly. “Anyways, I’ll be off.” I say while heading off to the Sewing room. As I was walking through the hallway down I bumped into a familiar six breasted lady, before I was crushed by her hug. “Baby!” Mama Den said, hugging the air out of me. “Hi mama.” I groan. “Need….air….” I manage to say. She loosens her grip, enough fmr me to breath but lifted me up to just under her neck, still in her chest. Damn I keep forgetting how tall she is. “Sorry pup.” She said, giving me a kiss/lick. “You heading to the sewing room for?” “Yes I am. Why do you ask?” I ask her. “Is it ‘private’ right now?” “No, just wondering.” She said, giving me another kiss/lick. “I’m still glad it washes out.” I say while kissing my mama’s neck. “But thank you mama, but why are you here today? Something come up or did you just want to see us?” “Wanted to see you. Plus I...let’s just say Ben’s stocked up on milk.” “Really?” I ask, looking up at the dire wolf mother. “Well that’s something. Is it your breast milk mama?” I ask, having the memories of Ben drinking her breast milk and remembering it was heavenly. “Yup. Had six milking machines hooked up to me and I’m still full, but enough about your...mothers milk, hehe, I hear you got yourself some new filly.” “Yes I did...and I still have...I think two or three more girlfriends to get if my magic eight ball is correct.” I say honestly. “A griffon, a diamond dog...and I think a human...I don’t remember the last one because of all the stuff that’s been going on.” “Well I hear you got that Jenny girl, the one… well, Ben, you know, and her sister…” “Jenny, Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, Diamond Tiara, and Lovely Days.” I list off all the girls I’m dating right now. “I’m most likely going to date Gabby the Griffon, Lupa the Diamond dog, another Diamond Tiara that happens to be Zeke’s daughter...and if memory serves Aileen.” I explain. “You leaving soon?” “Not really. But I do wanna ask you something.” She said, putting me down and giving me a serious look. “Does Jenny miss her sister?” “I...haven’t asked…” I mutter sadly. “You...want me to go back and ask her? Cause I can and you can tag along, it would be best if Diamond and Lovely met you as well.” I say, wanting her to at least know who I’m dating and maybe help Jenny. “I’m sorry I didn’t ask because...I didn’t want to upset her…” “I ask because you know I can do something about that, right? Death isn’t my territory but the mother Twilight that pulled up your records from when you were alive can do something if you ask, she’d be back baby and all.” “Wait...really?” I ask, my eyes as wide as dinner plates. “W-well...I need to ask Jenny...she would either love to hear this...or be upset about this...I don’t know…” I say worriedly. “But mind putting me down? I can’t lead you to where Jenny is right now.” I say, my mind already divided between how happy Jenny would be...or how horrifically pissed she’ll be from this news. “Sure, I’ll be in the livingroom when you’re ready.” Mama Den said, giving me one last kiss/lick before putting me down. “Thanks mama.” I nod before rushing off back to my house to tell Jenny about this. ”Okay, I’m gonna have to stay calm about this. Jenny will probably be royally pissed about this...but maybe her sister won’t be mad considering Cript said the afterlife get’s the best live tv…” I think to myself worriedly, and before long I entered my house. “Jenny?” I ask, hoping she’s still here. “Attic!” I heard the girl yell from above. Huh, she didn’t show me the attic. “Kay!” I call out. “Uh...where is it?” I call out, walking through the house and hoping to find a ladder or stairs. I found a set of stairs near the kitchen and went up. Once there I saw the attic was another hallway, longer than the house should be, but all the doors were missing and the rooms small and empty. I saw Jenny looking into one of them. “Jenny?” I ask, moving over to the girl. “Mind if I ask a...personal question?” “Sure.” She said, still looking at the empty room. “Um...do you...miss your sister?” I ask nervously. She looked over to me. “Well, yeah, when...Mom, Nancy, wasn’t acting like a friend she acted like a mom, said raising me made her want to be a mom. Aside from her skills in bankrolling her skills in preparing for mothering were rivaled by only, well, maybe Cript’s family with all the babies and stuff.” “Maybe.” I nod. “But...what would happen if...both your sister and her baby could be brought back to life?” I ask carefully. “Ben’s, and subsequently mine’s, parents back on earth were brought back to life, and told us their murderer. And Cript told us that they saw everything in our lives because of some weird tv show…” I explain, or ramble I don’t know, to Jenny. “It’s...up to you…” “Wait, you mean… MY SIS CAN COME BACK!?!” She screamed, shaking me hard enough to induce whiplash. “Yes yes stop shaking me!” I shout, my face turning green for a moment. “Oh god my head…” “Then where!?” She said, almost tossing me as she let go. “Hold on a fucking moment!” I bark, grabbing Jenny by the shoulders and stopping her. “Christ...let me get my head on straight.” I frown while taking deep breaths and calming down, my head still in pain but it’s getting better. “Fine...okay so follow me.” I say bluntly, getting her hands off of me and leading her to Den. After five minutes of walking with a very hyper and excited girlfriend we finally made it to the castle living room and saw Den. “Yes, she’s really excited about getting her sister back. Gave me whiplash…” “Hehe, alright then.” Mama Den said, sending a message on her Assistant and not stwo seconds later the same grim reaper Twilight appeared in front of us. “You got them Twilight?” “Yeah, wasn’t hard.” She replied, taking out a white and pink stone. She wrapped it in some...clay? Then placed it on the ground as it glowed, growing until it was the size of a person. “This lady really wanted this baby, not many souls hang onto their unborn children’s souls in the afterlife.” Twilight commented as the light took shape, quickly turning into a blond woman, blue eyes… and is naked. “Gah!” She said, filling her lungs with air. “Jesus what...what?” She asked, looking around, then noticing Jenny. “Sis?” Jenny hugged her instantly. “You’re back!” She cried, and kept crying with happiness. “How are you doing?” I ask Jenny’s sister, not knowing her name but just glad to see Jenny happy. “I’m...naked.” She replied, making us all laugh a bit before mama Den summoned up a blanket for her. “Well our work is done, shall we go Twi?” Den asked. “Sure.” Twilight said as she and Den vanished in a flash of light. “Hello.” I say with a little wave. “Hey…” Jenny’s sister said, looking at Jenny. “The fuck is he and why are you a dog sis?” She asked. “Long story.” Jenny replied. “Good to see you again sis. So… Joy, this is my big sis Kristy, sis, this is...my husband to be.” Kristy was silent. “...Horny bitch.” She said with a sly smile to Jenny, making her laugh. “This coming from the girl who slept around for a month straight before finally getting knocked up.” “Okay so...where do you want to start?” I ask Kristy bluntly. “Cause you have...a lot to catch up on.” I say. “Start at the beginning on how Jenny is how she is or…?” “I’ll figure it out.” Kristy replied. “So...clothes?” Ben sat across from Joy in Rarities sewing room, Jenny and Rarity both working to help make some clothes for Kristy. “So...how’s she gonna work?” Ben asked me. “...Any ideas?” I asked. “Well…” Ben starts, thinking over it all. “Okay first did you even explain things to her?” “Nope, she said she’ll figure it all out.” I told him. “Right then…” Ben sighs out. “Yo Jenny, what’s your sister good at besides murder?” “Mothering and sex! Other than that a master thief. Could rob fort knox blind in a well timed day!” The young girl replied from behind the blinder where Kristy was trying on clothes. “Thank you.” Ben nods. “Hmm...I can think of two things...one involves her helping with security and the other is being a good nanny for my two hundred and seventy kids…” Ben says with a little thought. “Dear lordy…” The man sighs out. “Well she could fit there, she and her kid would also be safe here to. As far as Core and her not so nice family members know she's still dead.” “That’s true.” Ben nods. “I just hope she likes it here though.” I point out. “But...what would happen if the rest of your family figured out that she was brought back to life?” I ask curiously. “They will either think it’s a trick, think it’s a miracle, or something else.” Ben shrugs. “Hey...do you think Cript can bring back Nancy too?” Jenny asked. “I...don’t know.” Ben says slowly. “She cracked and broke apart, not actually ‘died’ normally…” He says nervously. “I’ll have to check...but I make no promises on if she could be brought back.” Ben says while checking his Assistant if Cript was free and to see the ways of resurrection cause the way Nancy died, it didn’t feel like she could be brought back. “Oh he’s free…” Ben mutters while calling Cript in hopes of figuring out this issue. Ben felt a poke at his back and when he turned around Cript was there. “You rang?” “Yes I did.” Ben nods. “What’s the rules about resurrecting someone that shattered like glass?” I ask. “Like...when they were dying they just started cracking and fell apart like glass.” I fix, not entirely sure how to describe how Nancy ‘died’. “Same as any since her soul was intact unlike her body. But I did check and there’s an issue.” “No heart?” Ben asks. “Not that, her soul is already in for reincarnation. Or recycling as the angels call it. But I can do a work around with that.” “What can’t you do?” I ask. “I can't ride a skateboard.” Me and Ben just stared at him. “Really?” We both deadpan at the most weak and unimpressive thing he can’t do. “Yeah. Can't. Get too skittish when it starts moving.” Cript said as he started to think. “Ben, how guilty do you feel about her death?” “Royally…” Ben says sadly. “I...didn’t want to...it still hurts sometimes…” “Then that settles that. Where’s Rarity?” “Right behind the blinder.” I say while pointing to where Rarity probably is. Cript walked over there. “Cript! What are you- what! Oh~” Rarity’s voice spoke. There was the sound of a baby’s crying as Cript walked out behind the blinder, holding a white wolf puppy with Ben’s messy hair. “It’s a girl.” He said, giving the baby to Ben. “Uh…” I start, Ben holding the baby girl. “Um...I’m rather concerned…” Ben says worriedly. “This is...rather sudden don’t you think?” He asks, gently cradling the crying pup. “Hey, you killed her, now you raise her.” Cript replied. “Just be glad her soul was still waiting for a body.” “Right then…” Ben nods slowly. “So...Nancy is now a wolf puppy and is now my daughter…” The worried half direwolf says. “Yeah...I think I can make this work…” “Well good luck with it. FYI, kill anyone else and I will do this again. Maybe modify it…” Cript trailed off getting lost in thought. “I’m going to try my best not to kill anyone.” Ben frowns. “But I have made reservations on who I will murder, and those three need to rot in hell.” “Let me guess...evil you, Core, and... ?” “Okay five people then.” Ben sighs out. “Two Ventrals that are probably as bad as Core, the person that murdered my parents, Core and Evil Me.” Ben explains. “So we both have a massive to do list here.” I agree. “Not to mention I also have to help take care of all my wonderful kids.” Ben points out as well, still cradling and caring for his newborn daughter. “So much to do…” “Thank you for doing this.” I say to Cript, glad to know that someone special is getting a second chance. ”But I know it can’t be done all the time...even if someone proves me wrong…” I think to myself bitterly. “Well it's a hobby.” Cript said. “Well when you're a god and have literally nothing better to do you tend to make ‘god send’ kind of things into hobbies.” I shrug. “...oh my god I just realized that…” Cript said, shaking his head. “Well, later.” He waved, vanishing in a flash of light. “Well...alright then.” I nod. “So...Nancy’s back as an adorable white wolf puppy.” I point out. “Well that was...sensational.” Rarity said, walking out from behind the blinder. “I miss anything?” “Meet Nancy, our new pup.” Ben says while showing the wolf pup to Rarity. “Isn’t she adorable?” “Oh my.” Rarity said, walking over and sitting next to Ben. “She's divine. She has your eyes. And messy hair…well nothing some proper conditioners can't tame.” “But she looks adorable with messy hair.” Ben chuckles. “Yes but she is also going to be a lady sweety, and my daughter, not just yours.” “I know I know.” Ben nods. “So, Jenny, Krysti, want to see the new pup?” “She’s adorable.” I smile, seeing the little pup calm down in Ben’s arms. “In a sec.” The two replied. “Alright.” Ben nods. “Isn’t this family wonderful?” I ask. “A tad confusing but each family has their quirks.” Rarity said. “One baby out...infinity to go with all the sex Ben’s been having with us. You have a pregnancy fetish darling?” Rarity asked Ben, giving her best seductive gaze at the poor man. “I...don’t know…” Ben blushes at hearing that. “All of you are too needy half the time.” “Can we not have talk of your sex life here?” I ask, not believing these two are talking about that. “I’ve seen your thoughts about when you’re all sixteen.” Ben huffs. “I did no such thing.” I tell him quickly, looking away in embarrassment. “Anyways...glad all of you are happy.” “Same.” Rarity said, picking up Nancy and she began feeding her...didn't think Rarity the breast feeding type. “Wonder when Applejack will find someone? She's busy with her farm and all but still. She needs her own life.” “I’m sure she’ll find someone.” I shrug. “But who knows.” “It's just doing this reminds me of when she lost her parents. Applebloom was only a month old and here Applejack was bottle feeding and taking care of the infant. I know she's one for big families but her work takes her away from her own life.” “Yeah…” Ben sighs out. “I don’t know...should I?” He asks Rarity. “Should you what darling?” “Should I date Applejack or should I not?” He asks. “Oh darling you don't know Applejack. She never accepts offers like that. Never has for as long as I’ve known her. Only way for her to be with someone is for her to go after them.” “Right then.” Ben nods. “Well hopefully she finds the right person.” I shrug. ”This has been a long week…” I think to myself, finding all the things done this one solitary week to be very long and filled with so much stuff. “How do I look?” Kristy asked, walking out from behind the blinder, dressed in a, proper, not sexy, proper, maid outfit. “This was a hobby I picked up during a crime spree in Japan.” She said, twirling around. “You look wonderful.” I say with a smile. “Nice maid outfit.” Ben nods. “But your hobby was being a maid or dressing up as a maid?” “A bit of both. I forgot the name it goes by but from what I overheard I can wear this while being your nanny… speaking of, I found this guy and tada!” The moved the blinder aside...showing Jet...in a maid outfit... Me and Ben stared at Jet. “Uh...why?” I ask Jet. “She is my new master.” Jet said. “After Braig died I stood still till someone with the proper darkness came along. She appeared and is now my new master.” He replied plainly. “Right then...but couldn’t you...put him in a butler outfit instead of a maid outfit?” Ben says nervously. “Later. This is too fun to not do.” Kristiny said, chuckling. “Well glad to see your happy.” Ben nods. “And don’t worry, while you work for us you will get free food, housing, and your child will also get proper care and treatment.” Ben explains to the pregnant woman. “Yay! I get to freeload and be with infants. Best life ever!” “You're not going to freeload.” I say. “Cause you’re going to have to be a nanny and help out with two hundred and seventy children...and when the time comes that number is going to go up by the millions or possibly billions.” I explain. “You can still try to find a date but…’freeloading’ is not something you're going to do.” “Dude, I’m getting free food, living space, and taking care of babies and kids. You're describing my days off from crime.” She retorts. “Well we barely know much about you or your family besides ‘they love crime’.” Ben says. “But we do know a bit.” I add. “But glad to hear we basically gave you your dream job.” “Well then I’ll get to working. Come on Jet, we got kids to meet.” “Yes ma’am.” Jet says as he float follows Kristie out of the room. “Come now Ben, let's show the others little Nancy here.” Rarity said, still feeding her. “Alright.” Ben nods. “I’m sure the others will love meeting her.” He smiles, following Rarity out, leaving me and Jenny alone. “And I’ll be off doing...something.” I say, not entirely sure what to do after all this. “Come on pup.” Jenny said, tugging my tail playfully. “You deserve a reward for this~” “A reward?” I ask. “What kind of reward?” “Oh Sweetie~” Jenny calls, Sweetie Bell coming out from one of the dressing rooms...in a VERY revealing bikini. “Shall we make use of the new pool? Give Joy a show?” “Yes. Yes we shall.” She said, walking out with a sway in her hips and tail. My eyes are as wide as dinner plates, staring at my lovely girlfriend. “W-woof…” I mutter, a little trickle of drool trickling out of my open mouth. “Oh, and Joy.” Jenny said, making me turn around to see her in her own, extremely adorable, swimsuit. “When we find those last few girlfriends you saw in the eight ball, try and keep your drool in your mouth~” She said, using her wings to tickle my chin with her feathers as she left. I blush brightly and wipe away the drool from my mouth. “Uh...but...uh…” I stutter, trying to find some way to speak when I was just royally floored by what I’m seeing between the two. Needless to say the pool was...VERY fun. The girls were teases as they had me rub each of them with lotion… Sweetie and Jenny three times. Sweetie, even with that spell on was very...out...as in it was clear what she wanted, and she was acting almost Rainbow Dash confident. Heat really changes them. “Glad to know you two are happy but why must you tease me so much?” I ask with a frown. “We gotta have something until we’re old enough.” Jenny said, sunbathing. “We can jerk off later, then again…” Jenny sat up…and took the top half of her swimsuit off and folded it around her belly...showing her chest… “No girl wants tan lines~” She said as she layed back down. I held my nose to stop it from bleeding. “Christ...you're all going to make me die from blood loss one of these days.” I shake my head with a little smile. “So...happy that Nancy came back in some way?” “Kinda. Glad sis is happy and maybe since, ya know, reincarnation, she doesn't remember me. But I’ll treat her like an aunt should treat a niece.” “Makes sense.” I nod. “But glad you're okay with that. And glad to hear you’ll treat her okay. Sweetie? How does it feel being an aunt?” “Makes me feel older, but in a good way, mature… That's two things that say I’m growing up.” She said, taking off her bikini top… “Hey, Jenny’s right about tan lines.” “There’s...another reason why you feel mature…” I mutter, blushing brightly and looking away and not wanting to stare at their uncovered chests. I decided to jump in the pool and the take a swim. It was fifty yards long and the deepest part was a mile long...needless to say I stay in the “shallow” end. After swimming around a bit a familiar hot pink neon girl began circling me, somehow running on the water until she stopped, the literal heart eyes girl now in front of me in the water. She was in a bikini too and since Lovely’s body was only slightly smaller than Sweetie’s it...gave a view. “How’s the swim?” Lovely asked. “How's running on water?” I ask, now just floating on my back. “Not bad.” She said, laying her arms on my stomach like a counter or table top. “Maybe that Jesus guy from the bible was a Neon Conduit.” She joked. “Not really, just magic.” I say. “Also I'm not a table top. But how are you doing Lovely?” “Better. That indigestion and sugar crash was a pain but glad it's over. Happy spending time in relaxation?” “Just getting some relaxing in after so many teasing bits…” I sigh out. “It's been a long few days or a week…” I say, honestly surprised about how much stuff happened to me and the people I care about. “Yeah. That's life. So, was told you played a game for a day and a half strait. What level were you when you finally stopped playing?” “No idea.” I shrug. “Lost track after everything happened today. I could probably go back and check but meh.” “Hehe. Ya know, I didn't talk to anyone my age before you came along. Now I’m practically engaged to you and got a normal...ish, life. I owe you.” “You don't owe me anything.” I say gently. “All I want is to see my girls happy and healthy. Also no I'm not going to make another pun out of your name...at least today.” “Awh. You think I’m taking no for an answer~” Lovely suddenly got on top of me. A few splashes and I managed to keep balance with her body weight, she had her legs around my waist, arms around me back...chest squeezed against mine, and lips locked on mine. “At a girl Lovely!” Jenny cheered. “Mmm…” I mumbled while kissing Lovely back happily, my arms moving around her back and holding her close. ”This is nice…” I think to myself happily. After what felt like minutes I broke the kiss. “Thanks Lovely.” “Hehe. Ya know, when your nose isn't bleeding you get a knock at the barn door~” “Wait...what?” I ask, my eyes widening at the implications. “As...as in?” “Hehe. I’ve been poked.” I blushed brightly, indeed feeling something down south betray me and poke against Lovely. “I'm...I'm sorry.” I say nervously. “Why? Four more years you’ll be plowing us all a lot~” “Anyone else feel like we take this too far at times?” Applebloom asked Scoot’s “Sometimes, but I blame the gender difference, evolution, and Ben’s not so good example family.” Scoot’s replied, dressed in normal clothes and reading a magazine. “I heard that and yes!” I call out to Apple Bloom. “You all do take it too far...sometimes it's fine and sometimes it's not.” I sigh out. “Can you get off Lovely? While it's nice to cuddle I need to...cool off…” I say, royally embarrassed because of this. “No. I don't wanna.” She said, squeezing me tighter. “Oi vey.” I sigh out. “Fine fine...but Jenny or Sweetie might tag along just so you know.” “Hmmm. Sweetie, get his back, Jenny, his face!” Lovely yelled. I looked up and the two, still topless, were swimming after me. “Don't I get a say in this!?” I yip worriedly. “Nope!” My girls say at the same time, causing me to whimper worriedly. To be continued...