Lilly helped Orange and with some effort they brought both changing forms into what might have been a guard house, once.
Orange tilted his head at the two of them, contorting and twisting as they were. "Something's not quite right."
Lilly tapped at her chin. "I think they're swapping."
That was one way to describe what was going on. Both were losing the specific human markings of their initial sex while gaining equine ones. The confusion came from the fact that neither matched their human starting point. Where once a woman, there matured a stallion. Where once a man, a mare grew to match their lover.
Orange leaned over the two, looking them over as they stretched and contorted the clothing they were in. "I think they should wake up soon." He looked a little petulant a moment. "I wish I could have been awake for it."
Lilly winced in imagined pain. "Why would you want that?! It sounds like it hurts a lot. I was asleep for mine too, and I'm not upset about it."
Orange looked over his shoulder at her. "Sure, of course it'd hurt, but it'd be my hurt. Changing while asleep, it's like the old me died."
Lilly tilted her head at Orange. "Didn't he?"
Orange shrunk back a little, but a little squeak from the changing ponies caught his attention and he leaned in over them in time for two pairs of eyes to snap open and focus on him.
"We are ready--" begin the new mare
"--to serve you--" continued the new stallion
"Master," they both said in unison.
Orange scrambled away from the two. "N-no! I'm not the master, he is!" He pointed up into the main manor house.
Neither of the two new bat ponies seemed to understand. They both stared at Orange blankly a moment. Lilly nudged Orange with a wing. "You have to name them."
"R-right, name them." He frowned as he looked them over, taking in their features. The stallion was a bright golden color with vibrant red mane and tail. The mare was the opposite, with the shocking red for her body and golden brilliance for her mane and tail. They were still a couple, even as bat ponies. He pointed at the stallion. "Sunrise."
The mare suddenly smiled. "I'll be Sunset."
The two seemed pleased with their names even as they kicked away the last of their old clothing.
"How can we serve you--" begin Sunrise as he helped sunset with the socks that still adorned her hind hooves.
"--Master," finished Sunset, kicking off those socks and smiling up at Orange brightly.
Lilly hopped to her hooves. "I'll tell the master!"
"No!" Orange tackled Lilly to the ground in a frantic dive. "Please, don't! He'll think I'm challenging him! Please! Help me make them stop calling me master first."
"Would you rather sir?"
"Maybe president?"
The two shrugged at one another. The mare leaned forward. "It doesn't matter what we call you, you're in charge."
Lilly squirmed up to her hooves from under Orange. "Oh wow, they really do... think that..." She glanced towards the main portion of the castle and back at the two. "Hello, Sunrise, Sunset! Want to play a game?"
Sunrise and Sunset perked at the offer, but their eyes moved to Orange silently. He noticed the stare and stiffened. "Yes, yes, you're allowed to play!"
With permission given, they fixed eyes with Lilly, looking eager. "Alright, the game's simple." Lilly held up a hoof. "Follow me, and help me make some snacks and drinks for every single pony and vampire in the castle. If you're good at it, you'll make your master happy."
The idea of making their new master happy made them smile and fall in behind Lilly, following her out into the courtyard. Orange sagged against the doorframe. "This can't end well..." He looked up towards where Richard von Dracula likely rested. Maybe... "Maybe if I go to him first, he'll forgive me." He trembled with fear, but his wings spread of their own accord. With their powerful motions, he was lifted up and soon had the sense of mind to guide himself up towards Richard's coffin room.
He landed with a stumble, his hooves still new and rebellious despite his growing familiarity with his wings. "Richard? Master? Have you a moment?" He stepped lightly inside from the balcony to find Richard gazing into a mirror, which was a funny thing for a vampire to do, as there was no image to see there. "Master?"
Richard turned to regard Orange a quiet moment. "My newest... mistake." He took a slow breath. "That isn't fair. You've followed my directions, and your loyalty is clear, even to me. Come, my servant. Tell me what troubles you."
Orange flashed a fanged smile as he approached, tail wagging in what he hoped was an encouraging manner. "I have good news, master."
Richard raised a brow. "That would be a first. What is it?" He clasped his hands together. "You've found your lust for blood, or perhaps raw flesh? Less tasteful, but I would be satisfied."
Orange shuddered softly, for he had neither of those things. "Not quite sir, but two more chances!"
Richard stood up. "You don't... You don't mean..."
"They survived, sir." Orange dipped his head. "They're with Lilly right now, assisting with chores."
He ran a tongue over his lips, quiet a moment. "Are they... human in form? Dare I dream?"
Orange's ears fell, and that was answer enough.
Richard heaved a loud sigh. "Leave me. The sun comes soon. See that I am not disturbed. When the night comes... We'll face the night as it is." He marched for his coffin, resigned to end the evening.
With Richard tucked in as well as any vampire could be, Orange stepped out into the hallway and let out a loud breath. He had come clean, but only in part. He could still be punished severely when the rest of it came out... "Tonight is another night." He trotted off, looking for his new family.