• Published 6th Nov 2013
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Spellbooks, Dating and Why Humans don't like the Arcane - Emerald Oracle



The magical story of our own amateur sorcerer, Kenneth Washington Lee the 4th. Join in his story as he combats the greatest threat he has ever met, the famous technicolor ponies of Equestria

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"Die Bitch!" Kenny yelled as he slammed the buttons on his controller. Luna had found a home console while gallivanting and quickly bought it. It was hooked up to a television set in her room where they met to enjoy some good, clean, light-hearted fun. Like now.

"You will not win, bastard!" Luna yelled back as she manipulated her controls with her magic. Some would say that doing this was cheating, but her magic could only go as far as Kenny's hands could when using the simple controls. In that regard they were evenly matched. The game they were playing was Warlock: Griffon's Age. The game's premise was about utilizing custom classes of spell-flinging characters to roast the opposition. It was face-paced, fun, and infuriating all at the same time. It would often result in fights for Kenny and Luna, which always ended with about minute of cold-shoulders before they made up and played again. The process allowed for a deeper bond to be formed as the two became more and more accustomed to each other, the good and the bad.

"Sonnuva!" Kenny exclaimed as his Gryphon was vaporized by Luna's Unicorn. The Kenny through the controller onto the bed behind him in defeat, letting out a long sigh as Luna performed her victory dance beside him.

"Yes! I told you I would not allow you to win! Now I will claim my prize!" Luna yelled as she also tossed the controller on to her bed. She fixed Kenny with a mischievous leer as what she said broke through his gloom, spiking his curiosity.

"What prizEE-MMMMPHmmmm...." Kenny found himself deep in a kiss with Luna, the first they had shared since truly becoming a couple. At first he resisted out of pure instinct, but once his initial 'Anti-Luna Rape' senses wore off he simply sank into it. He found the entire experience enthralling, her fuzzy muzzle tickling him while her soft lips were, based on previous instances, surprisingly gently locked with his. Luna had done this as a test of his affection. He had from the beginning seemed somewhat aloof, never forthcoming about whether he had feelings for her. She had grown afraid that he still thought of her as a friend, not a potential lover. Luna wished for the kiss to be reassuring statement that he felt for her.

She had never been so glad to be right.

Luna pulled back on the kiss, opening her eyes to see Kenny lazily opening his. Not a word was spoken, they just stared into each other's eyes like this, seemingly enthralled by what they saw. Kenny reached a hand out to the side of Luna's face and she leaned into his touch. She had come to love his fingers and the way they effortlessly made her melt with a few well-placed rubs. They were so much more dexterous then hooves and were far more gentle then claws. Nothing compared to them. There was often a night where she dreamed about him using his wondrous hands for more than just his playful scratches and belly rubs. Right now she felt just fine with his palm placed ever so perfectly on her cheek, going as far as to hold it there with her hoof.

Kenny didn't know what to think as he was faced with his feelings for Luna. Never in his life did he ever even think he could have something like this with someone that wasn't human, much less what was once a fictional uber-equine that was co-ruler of an entire motherfucking nation! He couldn't help but whisper a word of thanks to the little pocketbook that had made this all possible. As much as he missed his parents and friends, he found himself with no desire to go back. He had a girlfriend, a great best-friend, and a degree of fame that he could never hope to achieve back home. Why go back?

He didn't bother answering his own question, instead diving in for another kiss with Luna. Luna wrapped her hooves around him, pulling him taught. He was more forceful this time, remembering that Luna liked it rough. He knew he was doing it right when Luna let out a cute little moan.

"Kenny, dude! I need you out here right now!" Kenny and Luna practically blew apart when Flash's voice interrupted their fervent make-out session. They gave each other looks that said the exact same thing, 'We'll finish this later.'

Kenny walked to the door while Luna straightened her regalia. He opened the door to find Flash Sentry waiting with a familiar envelope tucked in his wing. Kenny worked to keep his disappointment out of his voice, barely succeeding, "What is it Flash?"

"You need to read this!" Flash said. He pulled the envelope out from underneath his wing and placed it into Kenny's hand. "I found out in on your desk earlier today. When I saw what it was, and what it pertained to I had to make sure you knew about it."

"About what?" Kenny asked as he pulled out a letter from the envelope.

"That Princess Edith of Greifland has asked you to escort her at the Royal Ball! Tonight!"

"WHAT!?!?!" Luna and Kenny yelled at the same time. Luna rushed to the door way as Kenny quickly read the letter that he had neglected to read for a little more than three weeks.

Dear Kenneth Lee,

I have heard much about you, Kenneth. A n brand new, alien being that is as menacing as it is impressive. Tall, dark, and exotic, you have caused quite the stir, especially with the whispers of courtship with the fair Princess Luna. I wish to see if you live up to the legends. Enclosed with this letter is an invitation to my father's Royal Ball, a formal and stately event. I would ask that you escort me to this event as my guest. I know that this is very forward of me, but meeting you outside of parties would be quite difficult for me, what with my duties keeping me busy and all. I hope you can understand. I expect that you will be even more thrilling in person then your reputation has lead me to believe. I have been seeking something to make my sheltered existence a little more invigorating, if at least for a little while. You need not send a reply, if you are willing to do this simply meet me at my palace August 1st at seven.

Awaiting your arrival,

Princess Edith Greyfeather

Kenny breathed easier after reading the letter. Flash had made it seem like this was a date or something. All the Princess wants was to meet him. He then noticed the sound of heavy breathing. Looking up he saw the expression of whimpering terror on Flash's face as the pegasus saw something behind him, which also seemed to be the source of the heavy breathing. Kenny slowly turned to face a obviously distressed Luna, what with the fake smile, pinprick irises and overall crazy demeanor. Also the heavy breathing.

"Well?" Luna said, failing to keep the edge out of her voice. "Care to explain the situation, my dear, faithful, Kenny? I mean I'm sure you wouldn't do something like accept a date from somepony else whilst dating a demi-god, right?"

"Luna, I want you to listen for a second. Okay?" Kenny asked timidly. "Miss Edith only wants to meet me, nothing more."

Luna's face softened a little and she gave him a more stern look, "Nothing more?"

"Nothing more."

Luna gave a much warmer smile. "Good. I almost thought for a second there that I would need to break out the clamps." Before anyone could question her words she slammed her door shut, smacking Kenny square in the rear.

Flash flew up and patted Kenny on the back, "Buddy, you may have one of the hottest mares in the world, but your standing on very thin ice. I can only wish you the best of luck and hope it doesn't go south. I'll go get a carriage set-up."

Flash ran off, leaving Kenny to prepare for the party later that night. Kenny never really believed in any god here or back home, but he needed all the help he could get.

Oh dear Goddess... Kenny silently prayed, Protect me from misfortune, so as that I do not invoke the wrath of the Night...


Princess Edith was preparing. Her claws held a jeweled brush her father had gotten her years ago, brushing her fur till it was as smooth as silk. Once her coat was in order, she preened her feathers, making sure there wasn't a single thing out of place. She thought of her other preparations for this night. She had invited quite the guest to this sorry excuse of a party to liven things up. If any of the news she has been hearing from Equestria is true she would be getting far more than she bargained for. A male so dashing and fantastic as to win the favor of the Night itself? The first non-unicorn to use magic in a thousand years? This was going to be great.

Assuming that he showed up of course.

Edith decided not to worry about that as she retrieved her dress from the cavernous room that was called a wardrobe. Her eyes saw the dress in question, a rich blue and gold piece with none of the frill and all of the regal. She hated that her father never got her anything 'cool', just these extravagant and unbearable ballgowns. This one was the only dress she could stand to be seen in. She pulled the dress from the rack and began to dress.

Edith walked out of her room, crown on her crown and her paws and claws manicured to perfection. She hated being royal, but she still loved being pampered. She clapped her talons together and various servants were at her side in seconds. They began at once to ensure that everything about her was in absolutely perfect condition, from her golden coat to her pristine silver feathers. These feathers she shared with her father, and her grandfather, and his grandfather. They were her namesake.

It was quite literally the coolest thing she had.

Edith thought it was pathetic.

"Your Highness?" Edith smiled when she heard the voice of her ever present and talented butler, Armin.

"Yes Armin?"

"The human has arrived and is waiting for you in the lounge." Armin said in his ever polite and gentle voice. "Would you like for me to give him a message?"

Edith smiled, happy her guest had arrived on time, "Tell him that I will be along shortly, Armin."

Armin gave a bow. "Of course m'lady."

Armin left Edith to her preparations and navigated the same halls he has walked through for years. He wasn't too old and worked to not let it show. Still he had been servant to the Greyfeathers as long as the old gryphon could remember. His rich cocoa colored coat was grizzled and his white feathers were not untouched by time. Yet he still strives to be the best servant he could be. It was what he was born to do.

Armin gave the door to the lounge a solid knock before entering. He found the room's two occupants to be lying around in separate couches. Flash was lying on one couch quietly dozing, resting up from the flight he had made here. Kenny was also laying down, but having been sitting during the long flight there was growing restless. Kenny sat up when the old gryphon had entered. Armin once again had to withhold his amazement with this creature. He wore the same starry robes he had during his performance at Canterlot. The robes had made such an impression that it was now a new fashion trend. Even the gryphon nobles had begun wearing constellations.

Kenny was eager to get started, "Is her Highness ready?"

"No, she is yet to be presentable. She is, however, almost done. She asks you wait just a little more."

Kenny nodded his head as he laid down again. "Okay, I guess I'm stuck here till she is. Thank you mister..?"

"Armin Hammerclaw." The primped gryphon said with pride.

"Mister Hammerclaw then." Kenny said.

Armin left the room to Kenny and Flash Sentry, no doubt to go check on some other party preparation. Kenny sighed as he settled back in to couch. The whole setup was distinctly foreign.Equestrian architecture was archaic yet familiar. Gryphon architecture was more rigid and regal. The palace was very practical, sprawling over the land rather than soaring into the sky and was made of simple yet luxurious materials. The outer walls were gray stone and rugged wood. Numerous large windows allowed lots of natural light in during the day, not that it mattered now as the sun set. It washed the room in elegant oranges and yellows, the sky outside a distinct purple.

"It's so pretty..." Kenny turned to see Flash had woken up and was staring lazily out the window from his perch. "I've always loved this time of day. All the colors blend so perfectly."

"Is that so?" Kenny asked as he observed the sunset as well.

"Mmhmm..." Flash said before yawning and stretching out. This process was strangely reminiscent of a cat. "Is that gryphon Princess ready yet? I almost never get a full nap waiting around at these things."

"You know how long woman take to get ready." Kenny said.

"Woman?" Flash questioned, confused by the new word.

"Human word for female." Kenny explained.

"Oh. Kay."

They both went back to watching the sun lazily set over the distant mountains. Kenny did a silent-countdown in his head, re-counting a total of four times and sadly failed regardless. The sun's last rays faded and the stars slowly twinkled into existence. Kenny took notr that the constellations looked, well, off. Luna was always careful to ensure her stars were just right. Had something happened? Kenny hoped that it didn't have anything to do with going to the Ball. He began to wonder if he should call the whole thing off. He would probably break the poor girl's heart, but it was her or the one that could tear him a proverbial new behind without moving a muscle. The Princess... Kenny then remembered another hiccup. Princess Edith was the daughter of a King! Kings don't take kindly to their daughter's being upset.

Looks like I'm not going anywhere... Kenny thought solemnly.

Kenny was broken out of his lament by the sound of the door being thrown open by a vivacious, young gryphon lioness. Edith reveled in her own splendor. Her polished claws and beak shone brighter than silver, beat only be her pristine, jeweled crown of gold. Her dress accented the curves of her lithe body, one she was sure to keep nice for any potential suitors. She skulked into the room like a cat, head held high and proudly. She wanted to impress her guest, show him she was surely to be respected and loved. She was glad to see a stallion on one of the couch pratically drooling from her display. She turned to see Kenny's reaction.

"Oh good, you're done." Kenny said with barely a yawn. "I was about to doze off there. Ready to go?"

Edith put on her best smile while she screamed internally.

"Flash, up and at'em" Kenny said as he hopped from the couch and straigtened his robes. "We've got a party to attend."

"Wuh-huh? Oh, right." Flash snapped out of his daze and Edith would have marveled at Kenny's size and stature were it not for the fact that he seemed completely immune to her charms. Even the most chaste of males had succumbed to her feminine wiles. This thing was truly a creature of legend. If looks didn't impress him she would have to try something else. For now she would settle with showing him off at the party.

"Follow me." Edith said with more than a little excitement. "I'm sure tonight will be well beyond any of our expectations."


Luna knew this was wrong. She should have stayed home and forgotten about the whole thing. But she couldn't forget, that was why she was approaching the Greyfeather Palace. She shouldn't have kept thinking about Kenny and the party. She shouldn't have have worried about Kenny and Princess Edith, but she did. She never should have stopped working on the stars to rationalize her fears to herself in a failed self-pep-talk. Most of all, she never should have snuck out of the castle with the intent to spy on her boyfriend and show that she had no faith in the man she has been in a perfect relationship with for several weeks, nope.

Yet here she was.

Luna hated herself on levels she was sure none could match.

"I'm the worst marefriend in at least a couple hundred years..." Luna would have said a thousand, but this doesn't beat the mare that had ripped off her lover's penis during an intamite moment with him. With her teeth, Luna added with a shiver.

She saw the various lights coming from the castle courtyard as she approached. She landed on an empty balcony overlooking the courtyard and observed from there. As she did she cast a spell that slightly reduced her size to a less noticeable fashion. She cutoff the magic giving her mane and tail their ethereal qualities and watched as they drooped down into their crystal blue color, no longer floating in the arcane. Next was an illusion spell that rendered her horn invisble to the naked eye. Luna pulled up the hood of a special cloak of hers that was older than Canterlot. It was a simple eggshell white affair with modest design, showing little flair and yet still quite nice to look at. At first glance most would call it 'normal' for lack of a better word. That was it's sole purpose. It's lack of any outstanding features, be they good or bad, meant anypony wearing it could blend into almost any situation. The only way for anyone to notice her was if they were purposefully looking for her, and even then she could use it to easily slip away. This was Luna's infiltration gear.

Once it was all set she looked into the crowd for her target. It was easy, all things considered. Luna's eyes easily found the tall bipedal man that towered over his four-legged brethren. The shining golden armor of Flash Sentry helped as well. Luna saw Kenny was talking with a large group of gryphon nobles at a table. They would occasionally laugh, telling Luna that he was probably making idle small talk with them. Edith was also there, sitting next to Kenny. Luna suppressed the jealousy welling up in her upon seeing this, remembering that all are innocent until proven guilty. That was why she was here, to ensure that no one was guilty of anything.

In theory.

With her target's location established she began to look for a way to actually join the party without catching anyone's eye. She noticed a large hedge maze a little off to her right. It was no Canterlot maze, but it would work perfectly for her. She leapt from the balcony and performed a short glide to the maze, landing just inside of it. She then moved for the exit. Upon reaching it, she checked to see if any guards had seen her. Satisfied that none had spotted her she silently blended with the crowd of nobles.

Kenny was trading stories with a group of Princess Edith's close friends. After a short while of being paraded around like a trophy Edith had thanked him for coming and offered to introduce him to some real nobles. They all had admired him for a couple minutes and asked if he would like to tell them a little about his time here. Flash had come with, sitting one over from Kenny next to the Princess. He had spent a good while talking with them. Flash too put out a couple fun tales, including one where a changeling had almost gotten him into bed. That was an interesting tale. Right now one of the nobles, Hannes, was telling a story about a hunting trip with his pals in the Black Forest near his home.

"So, my bud Deringer 'anks out his scimitar and charge's the damn thing." Hannes said with an accent reminiscent of TF2's Sniper. "It just glares right back at'em with this eval gleam in its eye and roars. The bugger scared Deringer right out'a of his boots. I had to shoot the blasted beast before it turned my friend into fresh meat. Hit the wanker square between the eyes."

Kenny let out a low whistle while the rest of the table gave Hannes praise for his skillfull kill of a wild boar. Kenny couldn't help but notice that all of Edith's friends were dudes. He decided to find out why.

"Your highness," Kenny started. "Why are all your friends guys? Surely you have some galpals, right?"

Edith blushed a little in embarrassment.

"The lassy doesn't quite take to being a prissy princess." Another gryphon, Carlton, said in her stead. "She's much to brash for the job. Drinks when she should dance, brawls before she gossips, as likely to hit a lad as kiss him. Still, us rogues love 'er all the same."

"Oh hush Carlton, you're making me blush!" Edith said covering her face with a claw.

"We would if we could sweetheart." Grant, the last gryphon at the table said. "You're much too pretty to not praise."

"You know flattery won't get you in my bed right?" Edith snidely said.

"Right, there's never been a male to take you to bed it's all ways been the other way around. Who is it today?" Grant sneeringly said back.

Edith put on a face of mock horror, adopting a fake fancy accent in her response. "Whatever do you mean? Do you mean to imply that I am some floozy? I assure you that I am not!"

"Floozy, no. But you've never kept a guy around longer than a night. It's why your father is so insistent you finally settle with one and give him an heir."

"Pfft. Like I give a damn. I'll marry when I damn well please."

"Amen to that." Carlton said raising his glass of whiskey.

"You have quite the friends Princess." Kenny said as he sipped his wine. He was no stranger to alcohol, having enjoyed fine wines with his parents at parties.

"Please, after all that you've done, call me Edith."

"Only if you call me Kenny."

Edith gave a small nod and turned to the stallion next to her, "So Flash Sentry, I haven't yet been told how you have come to know Kenny."

Flash took a break from his hard cider to answer, "I'm Kenny's personal guard in service of the crown."

"Oh? But you seem like such good friends.."

Kenny answered, "We are, it's just he knows me because he's my guard. We hit off on his first day and we've been bros since."

"So is he, you know, you're brony?" Edith said with a snicker. Kenny fought to avoid spitting his wine and Flash contemplated the nickname for a little bit.

"I like it brony. I'll take it." Flash said. "But only if Kenny's my broman!"

Kenny's heart was warmed by Flash's response, bumping hoof and fist with him. "You got it brony."

"Well if you two are done, there's been something I've been dying to find out." Edith asked.

"Shoot." Kenny said as Flash went back to his cider.

"So, Flashy boy, got a mare back home?" Edith had been expecting the same flustered response she had seen all night, not the look of dejection and sudden lift of his cider mug.

Kenny answered for him, "He tried to ask out his crush the other day only to find out she's gay."

All the gryphon's at the table let out remarks of sympathy, Carlton giving him a brotherly pat on the back.

"Ah, fuck this. I say we all get a drink at the bar in the name of our fallen comrade, those who agree say 'aye'."

"Aye!" Rang the voices of the table.

"You guys really know how to lift a dude's spirits." Flash said as he was pulled to the open bar.

No one noticed the white cloaked mare following them with a proud smile on her face.


"Uh, what happened last night?" Flash said as he layed on what felt like the most comfortable bed ever. He knew he must be dreaming because there was no way in hell he would be this comfortable in his own bed. He decided to enjoy the dream bed more and sank deeper into it, but felt something hard press against his side from inbetween the bed and his hide. He lifted the blankets to see talons wrapped around his middle and evidence of a lot more than cuddling.

"Do I dare turn around?" Flash whispered to himself.

"Mmmm... Morning hot stuff..." Said, undoubtedly, the voice of Princess Edith.

Author's Note:

WOOOOOOOOOOOOO HUGE MOTHER LOAD OF A CHAPTER!!!