“How is everything?” Jerard asked. As he walked into the room and closed the door behind him, Sethi looked up from a few charts she was checking.

“She’s perfectly healthy. After everything you’ve done to her, I’m surprised she’s even alive. Honestly, she should be dead. Had you not come, she would’ve died from blood infections in two days. I gave her medicine and did everything else I could. A few days of bed-rest and she’ll be as good as new.”

“That’s good.”

“But,” Sethi said quickly, “she is border-line for at least a day. If you hit her over the head, she could go into a coma and probably won’t wake up. If you cut her, she’s on blood thinner for a few hours; if she does start bleeding, she’ll bleed out.”

“That’s fine.”

“She told me about your little bet, while I didn’t do that on purpose, I would very much have wanted to. You used to be so kind.” Sethi said.

“And you’ll act as though I still am, or do you want me to enact the sub section of your contract?”

“What’s that?” I asked and Sethi sighed.

“‘By signing this contract,’” Sethi started, having it seemingly memorized, “‘I, the undersigned, am to accept all orders given by Prince Jerard whether for purposes sexual, harmful, or otherwise questionable, regardless of the order's legality or the undersigned's morality.’” I stared at her. “You’re probably thinking, ‘Who in their right mind would sign something like that?’”

“Yes. That’s what I’m thinking.” I said.

“I received a bonus of twenty thousand gold bits for signing it. I didn’t have to, but my family needed it. And it put me through med school at the time. It’s binding for ten years; I have another three before I would have to sign it again.”

“And you know what,” Jerard said and she looked at him a little scared, “I want you to lie down and have Scootaloo eat you out.”

“What!? B-but I didn’t do anything.”

“I never said you did.”

“No.” He looked at me smiling. “I’m not going to do it. You can kiss my plot for all I care, and if you don’t like it, hit me. I'll do it then.” He gritted his teeth. “Remember our deal: I don’t have to listen to you.”

“Fine, but she does.” I paused.

“Now wait a minute! You can’t order her to hurt me either! That’s the same as if you were to. Whether you like it or not, these are my terms, not yours. I'll kill myself, and you won’t stop me.”

“I wasn’t going to have her hurt you.” He pulled her close to him. “I was going to hurt her till you did what I want. You see, I don’t have to hurt you, hit you, or touch you to make you do what I want. If you think about our deal that wasn’t included…” I bit my lip.

“You…just…” I stepped back. “Lost.” I whispered.

“What?” I reached for a scalpel and he grabbed me with his magic without hurting me, but stopping me.

“Let me go!”

“No! What do you mean I just lost! I didn’t hurt you!”

“You just hurt me emotionally!” I shouted and he paused. “You lost, now let me take my prize.” He stared at me.

“No.”

“Yes.” He put a scalpel to her neck and I gasped a little.

“Her life for a redo!”

“Go ahead! She has no value to me.” He pressed it to her neck drawing a bit of blood and tears went down my face making me whimper.

“Fine; if you die, Dash will die. I'll make her beg for death.” He set me down and a scalpel went over to me. “Then once I’m done with her, I'll move to Sweetie Belle. I'll do everything I’ve done to you to her, and then to Apple-Bloom.” Tears went down my face and I looked down. “I'll feed your mother to them. Then I'll shove your father’s stallion-hood down your mother’s throat before I slit it.”

“Y-y-y-y-y.” I stepped back shaking. “You win.” I said tears flowing down my face. “I won’t kill myself. I’m yours.” He set the scalpel down letting out a breath.

“Good, now come here.” I went over to the edge of the bed, and he hugged me tightly. “You’re not going kill yourself and our bet isn’t over; you never said emotions.”

“And you never said you could hurt others.” He sighed.

“Fine. Deal?”

“You have to promise you won’t hurt them.”

“Alright, do we have a deal?”

“Deal.” We kissed, and I sighed a little.

“Alright, if you don’t eat her out, I'll screw her.” I paused.

“What?”

“You heard me.” I blushed a little.

“You-you can’t do that!”

“Completely within the deal, and we’re not married yet. So I can have as many mares as I want.” I paused, thinking.

“You do that and I'll, um.” I couldn’t seduce a stallion, that would just be seen as playful or shocking. “I'll make the next three times I give you a blow job last a minute.” He gasped a little as Sethi eyed us a bit.

“No, that’s not funny.” I chuckled.

“You know very well I can do it. I'll make you finish so fast it’ll be a passing notion; you’ll feel good for about ten seconds.” He chuckled.

“Oh, then I'll have my maids do it instead of you.” I thought again.

“I'll, um.” I looked around. “I'll brand any that you touch.”

“Okay that’s going a little far. Our deal goes both ways.”

“Fine, um, I'll brand myself.” He paused smiling.

“Wait, how is that…? Oh, you wouldn’t dare!” I grinned. “Fine, fine. Gosh, you throw low balls, I swear.” I chuckled. “Well let’s go, we have a fun day ahead of us. We’ll be seeing you later Sethi. If anything else, I'll be seeing you tonight to talk; make sure you’re here.”

“Yes sir.” she said grimly.

“Nope. Won’t allow it.” I said and he eyed me.

“Oh?”

“Yep. If I’m going to become your wife, you’re not allowed to hurt her.”

“I wasn’t going to hurt her.”

“Good.” He kissed my forehead, I smiled a little. I jumped off the bed and we walked out of the room into the hallway. I frowned a little as we past a golden-framed picture (in fact, several) lining the hallway.

“What’s wrong?” He asked seeing my expression.

“Why do you have to flaunt your wealth, it makes me feel like nothing. Every time I see something like that,” I pointed at a golden painting with a solid gold frame, “it makes me think you really are just going to kill me. Even if you do win the bet today, which I doubt, I'll still feel that way.” He stopped, and I did the same.

“Alright.” His horn lit up with a white aura and a ringing started. Al jogged over to us after a few minutes.

“You called, Sir?”

“Remove all expensive pieces of art throughout the manner. Leave nothing to the sight; put them in the vault.” Al’s eyes went big. “And melt down the full-size statues in the front. We need to have some decency.”

“Um, that will take some time.”

“Have the maids help you.”

“Yes sir.”

“Make sure they don’t steal anything.”

“But sir, why do you want to do this? These paintings and all kinds of art are the pride of your family. I remember your mother putting up a few herself, and even your grandmother back when I was a filly.”

“Half of this was put up by my father. Leave any of my mother’s works alone. But anything my father had, put up, sell and melt down. I don’t want his stain on my home. Also, Scootaloo doesn’t like it, so if it isn’t pleasant to the eye, then we shouldn’t have it up.” Al looked at me a bit bewildered.

“Sir, I don’t mean to be rude, but…” he paused.

“Yes?”

“Are you planning on marrying Scootaloo? I understand that she’s young, but it wouldn’t be that uncommon to expect, especially considering you’re doing this on a whim.”

“If I were,” Jerard smirked, making Al’s expression change, “the secret would not get out. Scootaloo is still a few years away from a decent marriage age, but if I were, I most certainly would refurbish my home to her liking.”

“I see sir, is there anything else?” Al looked at me more than him. Jerard did as well making me a bit nervous.

“No, I-I didn’t mean to give you trouble.”

“Oh it’s perfectly fine, we’re happy to do it,” Al said with a nice smile. “We just don’t have the Master around that much anymore, especially after his late mother’s passing. So we’re happy to take on any order you have or need.”

“Thank you.”

“I'll get on it right away, and I'll exchange the gold frames of your mother’s paintings. Is that to your liking?”

“Yes.” Jerard said with a smile. I followed Jerard and I looked around a little. A soft, but loud ringing went throughout the entire manor. A maid ran by us, but first stopped, bowed and then ran again.

We stopped by the front door and he turned toward a painting on the wall. It had vases on either side. The painting was of a beautiful single flower, but small. I paused. Looking around, there were tens of other paintings that were much bigger; in fact, this one stood out a lot because it was so small.

“That’s a…” I couldn’t think of the right word, he looked at me and smiled faintly. A few maids looked at us from the corner of their eyes as they took things down.

“That painting was the last one my mother ever did.”

“I love it.” He looked at me bemused.

“Really? She did it with basic supplies. It was a very cheap painting. She normally could paint gold, but at the time, my mother was...” He sighed. “Still it isn’t a very nice piece of work, compared to the...”

“It’s the best one I’ve seen in this whole manor.” He paused and stared at me; the few maids that were in the room stopped. “You don’t see it do you?”

“See what?”

“It’s small, it’s cheap, and it’s still the most beautiful one you own.” He frowned. “Your mother never cared that you had only a little bit of money or a lot, did she?” I looked at him and he looked down.

“No, she never did.” I smiled. “In fact, it wasn’t till my father started to put up things.” He bit his lip. “Why didn’t I see that?” He mumbled.

“From what you’re saying your family was going through a rough time.” He looked at me. “I bet she wanted to give you something nice even if she had nothing.” I paused and looked around. The room was quiet, and the maids were all still. When he noticed, they started working again, acting like they weren’t listening.

“That’s a...” He cleared his throat. “A beautiful thought. But let’s go; we have shopping to do.” His voice sounded sad, though it still had command to it.

“Sounds good.” I said cheerfully as he smiled. Walking outside, a large, solid gold carriage waited. It had gems all types of gems all over it with huge diamonds at the center of the wheels and six very large stallions at the front. Just moving it looked like an enormous task for them. “You’re kidding right?” He sighed.

“What now?”

“We’re not going out in that!?”

“Okay the home was one thing, but we have to go around in this.”

“That’s solid gold, and has a ton of gems in it. No. I don’t know why you like sticking out so much, but that’s not how I roll.”

“Fine! Go, get the other one.” They nodded, moving it and pulling hard going around to the back. Two blue stallions came out a few minutes later with a black wooden carriage with sheets of metal on it. “Is this one to your liking?”

“Yes, it’s much nicer.” I smiled and he smiled as well. We went inside and I looked around a little. The inside was like any carriage really: just two seats on either side with two doors and windows on them with black curtains. Everything was in dark red, but gave a very plush feeling to the pillows.

“You probably noticed, but this one was made to protect me in dangerous areas. It was also made very well for comfort.” I smiled, hugging a pillow as he opened a small window having sat on the front side. “You have my list.” He said though the window and the carriage started to move. I looked at him and he was smiling very kindly. I moved across the row and kissed him.

“So where are we going?” I asked pushing him down and lying on his chest. He hugged me while I nuzzled his chest.

“The first place is a surprise; the second is a book store. Third is a play; fourth is my jeweler; and finally, the last is going to the university to go look at it, if it’s not too late. I want you to get excited about going. That place is wonderful.”

“Let me guess, you went there?”

“Nope; never did higher education. I never needed it. I make more than enough that it doesn’t matter. I couldn’t spend enough to bankrupt.”

“Oh, wait, if I’m marrying you, why would I need to go to school?” He chuckled, petting me a bit.

“To gain a title, first of all; second, if I were to pass on and you had my foal, I need to know you can take care of yourself; and finally, to pass the time.” I paused. “It’ll be a few years before we can marry, and I don’t want you lying around my house. I normally don’t have this much time to spend.”

“I’m a little insulted. I wouldn’t just be lying around your house; if anything, I wouldn’t be within ten yards of you. I would be off with my friends, having fun, or on…” I sighed, realizing I no longer had my scooter.

“On what?”

“My scooter, which you broke!” I snapped.

“You were trying to get away, and by the way, you’ll never be able to outrun me. Not in a million years.” I frowned a little. “After that, we’ll retire home, and have dinner. We’ll then start our night activities. I think you’ll enjoy it; best of all it won’t hurt a bit.”

“That’s good, because till we wake up tomorrow, our bet is still on.”

“I know.” He grumbled. The carriage went for a while making me smile, I loved his warmth. Just the feeling of his skin on mine was wonderful. “Enjoying yourself?”

“Yes, now shut up.” He smiled. “I’m enjoying myself.”

“You know, I’m starting to like how you talk to me.”

“Quiet you.” I kissed him and laid my head down. A bell rang and he rubbed my back a little.

“We’re here.”

“I figured.”

“You’ll like it.” I sighed and we got out. My eyes went wide seeing a scooter store, and he grinned. The store was on the bottom level of a three story building. “I figured you would like it.” I had never been to a scooter store before, I had made mine, even the wheels.

“I don’t need a new one.” I turned to him. “I don’t even need new wheels. If you want to give me a scooter, you’ll repair the one you broke!” I growled. “Dash gave me that one and I want it repaired, not replaced!” I stomped shaking. This was just putting salt into the wound at this point, and rubbing it in.

“I figured you’d say that. Come inside.” I followed him inside and a pony was at the counter talking to a few other ponies. I looked around; the store was like a dream to me. I had always wanted to come here, but I never had the time or a way to get here. “What, you don’t see something you like?”

“Not a single thing.” I said looked away from him biting my lip. There were dozens of scooters in the center of the room with wheels and other parts on the walls, then a glass counter all around the sides.

“Really?” Jerard asked. The shop clerk looked at us, freezing for a moment.

“Excuse me, I’m sorry, Whiplash, come here and help them.”

“Yes sir.” A green unicorn stallion said. He had a scooter with arrows in a circle around it as a cutie mark. He walked over to other customers, replacing the clerk. The clerk went into the back. He came out coming over to us with a box. The clerk had coin wheels on a skateboard as his cutie mark; he was a gray stallion with white mane.

“I assume that’s my order.” Jerard Inquired.

“Of course, Sir.” He opened the box, pulling out the scooter from Dash. My eyes went wide as I bit my lip. He gave it to me, and I hugged it as tears went down my face. I honestly thought I would never see it fixed or be able to ride it again. “Wow, I can say I’ve never seen someone cry over a scooter.”

“It was a birthday present.” He looked at me. “It got broken.” I gave Jerard a sour look and he chuckled. “I thought I was never going to ride it again.” I said as if the air had been sucked out of my lungs.

“Well had it been made of wood, or anything else, I would’ve said it couldn’t be fixed, but since it was made of metal, we repaired it. Fixed a few major flaws and put it back together. I hope you don’t mind that we fixed the symbol on it.” I turned it over and looked at it. It was Dash’s mark, and it looked even better than before.

“This is wonderful, thank you.” I bit my trembling lip.

“I’m glad, um, but we had to replace the wheels, they were cracked so.” I looked at the wheels and I grinned. They were rubber! My old wheels were made out of wood and metal bits I found.

“But these are...” I paused. “Do you have wood ones to replace them?” Both of them had a bit of shock go through them. “Yes, wood ones.” I said, I looking at Jerard. “I’m not about to let you disgrace Dash’s present by putting on new wheels, which, if you forgot. You broke it in the first place. This is about as much of a present as a rock to the head, you ass.” He grunted a little, and the clerk eyed him. Jerard was about to hit me, but he frowned. Seeing me smile made him know very well I knew he was on the edge.

“Well, you’re not getting different wheels.” He said smiling a little. “If you don’t take those ones, I’m going to make sure you never put on different ones.” I frowned. “So you’ll take it, and be happy.”

“I'll be happy when you stop being mean to me every day, and actually act like a decent stallion.” He groaned slightly.

“I'll be in the carriage. Pick something you like out.” He growled. “I bought this shop for you, and you’ll enjoy it.” My jaw dropped. He turned and left, stomping a little hard. I chuckled a little bit.

“You know those wheels are a lot better than any wooden ones.” I looked at the clerk which was uneasy.

“Yeah I know that, and I really do want them, but if I accept them, then…” I let out a breath. “He’ll… Never mind, do you have some wood ones, or really cheap ones that I can buy off you.”

“Well, he is the owner of this shop. He bought it off me for a considerable amount. It actually surprised me, and he had me rush the job. If it weren’t for the fact I’m a world class scooter shop, I wouldn’t have been able to fix and paint that in an hour.”

“Thank you though. It’s very nice.”

“Just a question, how did you get a metal one? They don’t come out for a few months at most, and it doesn’t sound like you got it from him.”

“No, I got it from Rainbow Dash. You probably know her as the ‘Rainboom Master.’” He grinned a little, realizing who I was talking about.

“Oh, I know her; she came into my shop a few weeks ago, asking about where she could find the best present. I pointed her to the scooter factory in Las Pegasus; I guess they must’ve given her one early.” I smiled.

“Yeah.”

“Are you sure you don’t want those wheels? You look like quite the athlete.” I flexed a little showing my toned body.

“Oh, you know I am.” I gloated and he chuckled.

“May I ask why you’re with a royal, though? And why you were provoking him; you don’t sound like a brat.” I smiled.

“I’m trying to win a bet against him, and he needs to get mad for that. Also, it’s not really my choice that I’m here with him.” He paused frowning. “Not like it matters.” I looked away, hugging the scooter tighter. The clerk’s body fell a little. “So, those wheels?”

“One second, I'll see what I can do.” He went into the back and I went over to the counter getting onto a chair.

“Rad scooter.” I looked at the green pony, or Whiplash, as the clerk had said.

“Thanks.”

“I heard you talking. What’s up with that; why’d he break it?”

“It’s not important.” He frowned.

“Since he bought the store, you can come here and hang out any time, little dudette.” He said smiling. “I can always show you a few tricks.” I laughed a little.

“Oh please, as if you got the skill to beat me.” He grinned.

“We’ll see about dat.” The clerk came out and put down two rubber wheels. They weren’t as nice as the ones on it, but they were still made of rubber.

“How much?” I asked.

“Five bits.”

“What, no way! Those are easily twenty! I know my wheels and scooters.”

“Well, actually, no. These are five, normally ten, but we have a fifty percent discount right now on starter rubber wheels.” He pointed at the window and a sign was hanging. “So it’s the real price.”

“Wow, that’s cheap.” I pulled out the bits and he exchanged the wheels for me. “Thanks for everything.” I went out to the carriage and Jerard frowned as I got inside.

“I thought I told you to keep the other wheels.”

“And I told you screw you.” He gritted his teeth. “This is my scooter, and I'll do what I want to it. I don’t care if you don’t want these wheels. They’re better than any that you could ever put on it.”

“You want me to break it again?” He snapped I held it closer.

“You-you can’t, it’s my friend and you promised.” He went forward inches from my face and tears started to roll down my face. “Do it.” I said, clearing my throat a little. “Hit me and let me win.”

“You have no idea how much I want to right now.” I bit my lip flinching.

“Then do it.” My voice squeaked. He licked my tears away and then kissed me.

“I'll enjoy that soon enough.” He whispered into my ear. “Of course, I’m going to win this bet, and then you’ll be mine forever.” He sat back down frowning. He tapped the wall and the carriage started moving.

I wiped a few tears away as he smiled across from me in the carriage. The carriage stopped after a while, and we got out at Book Beard, I made sure to leave my scooter inside the carriage. I followed him inside the shop. I looked around a little amazed; it was like a large library.

This made the library in Ponyville look tiny. It in itself was a library, but prices were clearly marked. The four story high walls were lined to the ceiling with high shelves. Tables with lights on them were in rows allowing for reading. It had nice carpet as well, and a large information booth was off to the right being in a half circle shape for the corner.

“Hello.” An unicorn stallion said walking over to us with a few books. He set them down and Jerard held out a ticket. The stallion took it and looked at it for a few seconds. “I'll get you these right now.” He walked away.

“So,” I said and he looked at me. “Are you still mad?” He smiled.

“No, I’m not mad, I’m furious.” He rumbled and I swallowed. “But I’m not going to hit you, and I’m not going to hold it against you because of the bet.” I looked down. “Now just be quiet for once in your life.”

“No.” He looked at me gritting his teeth and I smiled forcing him to take a breath. “I didn’t realize you had this much control.”

“Shut up.”

“Nope.”

“You will, or I'll not talk to you for an hour.”

“Okay.” He growled making me want to back up, but instead I went forward making him start to shake mad. “Come on, just one little tap is all I need.” He backed up a little and I jumped pushing him into the wall. Surprise went across his face along with a few other ponies as a few books landed around us. “Come on, you can’t be that spineless.” His scorn went right through me like blades.

“Excuse me!” I looked at the pony he had given the ticket to. “This is a store and library, little miss! You will respect it as such, and not attack other pony!”

“Buzz off.” He gasped.

“Get out.” He growled pointing. “Get out now or I'll refund your money, and you’ll not be allowed back.”

“And I should care why?” I growled back at him and he frowned. I looked at Jerard frowning. “Come on, you stupid royal; you can’t even manage a little filly! Does your name have nothing but empty words to it!?” He slapped me sending me across two tables and crashing through a few chairs. Pony gasped shocked.

“You just had to say it!” He shouted getting up. I got up, spitting out blood. Blood ran down my forehead, making me grin. He frowned.

“I win.” I said jumping up onto a table. “And I don’t need to kill myself now. I’m on blood thinners you idiot!” I shouted at him and pony stared at me as I started to bleed out, it wasn’t stopping.

“DAMN IT!” He shouted. “No, this isn’t over.”

“How is that?! You couldn’t stand to not hit me for one day! Just one day!” Tears poured down my face. “No, you had to do it! You just couldn’t hold yourself back!”

“I would hit anyone that disrespected my family name!”

“Oh, was that like your dead mother? A whore to end!” Silence fell on everyone and his face fell.

“You.” His face went red, and I grinned. He was going to beat me to death, and I was going to enjoy every second of it. “Fine.”

He completely relaxed and I paused as I started to feel dizzy and light headed, I was losing a lot of blood, but not nearly enough. I was going to pass out, and if I didn’t die... I took out the pill and his eyes went wide as I tossed it down my throat. I passed out for some reason, causing me to hit the blood drenched table.

Author's Note

And a major shout out to Midnight Legend for editing this chapter, he did an amazing job, especially compared to my crap editing skills! check him out!