Silver Tip moved surprisingly fast as he gripped the lip of the doorway, flipping into the hallway, and then touching off, launching off the ground with impressive speed. He made it to the entrance in seconds to see an extremely pissed off white unicorn mare standing at the door.

“Now just calm down,” Master said.

“I know my sister is—” Rarity growled seeing Sweetie Belle on Silver’s back. She pushed Master back heading right for Silver. “You’re coming home right now! You’re not marrying a pony at your age!”

“Who’s this?” Silver Tip asked, looking at Sweetie Belle.

“My sister, her name is Rarity.” Rarity went to grab Sweetie Belle and Silver Tip stepped back.

“It’s nice to meet you, Miss Rarity, but you’re out of line.”

“So you’re the foal fucker who stole her. Give me back my sister right now! I don’t care if you’re a royal. I’m not letting you have my sister!”

Silver Tip frowned sidestepping as Rarity reached again. She growled, pissed. “Listen, I don’t know what you’ve been told, but I haven’t done anything to Sweetie Belle, nor do I plan to till she’s plenty old. So—”

Rarity’s horn lit up turning red, his body tensed as she leaned forward. “You will give me back my sister, or I will kill you,” she growled, red energy started flowing from her eyes. He backed up unsteadied. “You don’t understand or know what’s happening here, and I will not involve my sister in this blood bath,” she snarled at him and stepped forward making the ground crack.

A large gust of wind made everyone turn as Dash landed by the entrance. “Calm down, Rarity,” Dash said. My eyes quaked in amazement seeing Rainbow Dash in a golden and sapphire armor set making her shined brightly. “This is not the place for you to get mad.”

“I’m not leaving my sister!”

Twilight appeared next to Rarity in a white flash of light blinding everyone. It was hard just to look at Twilight. Her gold, amethyst, and ash colored armor shined like the sun. “Rarity calm down. You need to come back, we weren’t done with the training session. We need to go back.”

“I don’t care! I’m not leaving my sister here in Canterlot!”

Another lighter gust of wind made us turn as Fluttershy landed. “Then grab her, and let’s leave,” Fluttershy said, being in gold and pink armor. Rarity reached with her magic this time and Silver Tip shot back using his wings to get out of her reach quickly.

“Whoa now. I think you’re not thinking clearly. She is betrothed to me. I have consent from her parents, and she accepted. You’re not taking her anywhere.”

“He’s right,” Master said, and they all looked at him as he walked forward. “I don’t care the reason you came here, but none of you are permitted to enter my property. You will all leave this instant, or I will call Celestia here and have her deal with it. I promise you won’t like what happens.” Dash growled.

Two loud thuds outside made the ground rumble. Pinkie and Applejack walked into the room. Applejack was in gold and orange armor while Pinkie was in gold and red armor. “What’s happening?” Applejack asked.

“You are all leaving this instant without Sweetie Belle, or I am calling Celestia!” Master shouted.

“Go ahead,” Twilight said, walking toward Master. A weird magic aura appeared around Twilight looking like heat waves.

Master sighed, rubbing his head. “Get out of my home,” he said in a flat tone. Twilight started to sweat as a sense of dread passed through all of them. Dash, Applejack, and Pinkie quickly took up her flanking positions. “I will not ask again, Princess Twilight Sparkle. You are intruding on national ground of several countries. You have no authority here.”

“This is Canterlot!” Twilight stomped. “I am a Princess of Equestria, and you will stand down.”

“Fine, I'll step down to you, Princess Twilight Sparkle,” Master said, bowing and stepping back. “Scootaloo come here, now.”

Dash moved and Sweetie Belle grabbed me stopping me from getting off. “She’s also coming with us,” Dash said.

“Dash, we—”

“NO!” Dash shouted cutting off Twilight. “We’ve waited long enough, we need to take her now!”

“And what makes it your choice?” Master asked, walking forward to Dash, going inches from her face. His body seemed to tell me things, his stance was low, loose, as if he wasn’t going to fight her, but was going to edge her into one. It was weird noticing all these small details about Master, causing him to glance at me for only a moment, and I understood, tensing my muscles. Silver Tip glanced at me as I readied for what was about to happen.

“Yes!”

“No, you’re not taking Scootaloo, and I do believe you understand very well why you aren’t allow—”

Dash punched Master in the face, sending him flying into the wall and cracking it. His body fell to the ground as blood ran down his head from a gash. “I DON’T CARE ABOUT YOUR FUCKING LAWS!” she screamed, shaking hard. “I won’t let you! No, you don’t get her for one more second, not while I'm breathing! I'll burn Equestria to the ground if I have to, she’s mine!”

Quickly I looked through my right eye, and then my left, they were the same, this wasn’t a trick. Master had let her hit him. Why did he do this? What was he planning? Looking at him as he slowly got up drooping.

Seeing standing wasn’t a good idea, he sat down, and I understood what he was planning as he wiped the blood from his eyes to look at her. “You want to hit me again?” Dash moved forward and raised a hoof ready to hit him, he didn’t flinch, just smiled lightly. “Go ahead, I won’t stop you.” She went to punch at him and Applejack grabbed Dash’s foreleg, stopping her instantly.

“Whoa there sugar cube.” Dash turned to Applejack. “I know hittin’ will feel mighty right and fun, but that ain’t the way. Ya know we have ta do this right. We can’t just take her, and that’s the truth we have ta face.”

“You have my permission to take Scootaloo if she wants to go,” Master said, and everypony turned to him instantly.

“Excuse me?” Twilight asked, walking forward.

“Al!” he called. Al came a few seconds later, and then proceeded to bandaged Master’s head with a first aid kit. “If Scootaloo wants to go with you, she may. Don’t leave the country, and I don’t care what you do so long as you don’t hurt her.” They stared at him dumbfounded. “So ask her if she wants to go.”

“Scootaloo!” Dash ran over, almost appearing in front of me, lifting me off Silver and hugging me. But she froze when a bit of blood dripped to the ground from my burns. She stared at me. “What—happen?”

“Dash will you help me get the strap off my wings please?” Dash quickly helped to remove the strap unbuckling it and helping me push my wings out. “Set me down.” She hesitated. “Now,” I ordered lightly, and she did.

Rainbow Dash’s joints froze solid as I walked past her and over to Master. Leaving a small trail of droplets of blood. Master smiled seeing me shaking lightly in pain, and I smiled sitting down in front of him. When I motioned, he lowered his head down to me letting me look at his wound.

“Are you alright?” My words were liked knives to all of them, but I didn’t care, Dash had hurt Master. When he let her hit him, everything became clear, and I understood who was in the wrong. This wasn’t about who was right, or even my well being, this was about me loving Master, nothing else.

“My head and back hurt a little, but I'll live.”

“We should probably call Sethi and have her check you out for once.” Both of us giggled, making him smile. “I love you, Master.” He pulled me close, and we hugged each other tightly, his warmth was the best thing in the world.

“No, Scootaloo,” Dash said, walking forward. “You can’t, come on, let’s leave, you don’t have to suffer anymore! He said it, you can go, you just have to come with us and leave this property! We can protect you!”

“Miss. Rainbow Dash.” I didn’t need to see it as her body went like ice. “You need to leave, and take your friends with you.”

“No!” Dash stomped her hoof. “I'm not leaving without you.”

“You already hurt my husband, what more do you want?” Everypony in the room went dead silent. “I can’t beat you in a fight, I can’t protect my family. I know that, but that doesn’t mean I won’t break every bone in my body to try and stop you.” Getting up, I turned toward her. She had an unsteady stance, staring at me with desperate eyes. “I will not tell you again, Miss. Rainbow Dash, leave my house.”

My house, this was my house, this was my home. This was no longer just a place I was tortured, it was a place which I lived and was mine. No longer was it a prison, it was a castle by which held me to a standard of life.

“Al, please contact Princess Celestia and tell her that her princess has broken into one of her prince’s homes.”

“Yes Scootaloo.” Al ran toward the front door and Fluttershy went to block him, but he moved too swiftly, going around her and running out the door. All of them stared at each other for a moment.

“Dash, we can’t take her. I think you understand what all this means,” Twilight Sparkle said.

“No, she’s just trying to protect us!” Rainbow Dash shouted, and I looked at Master, I understood. It was almost like Master was filling me with information, everything I’d need to know.

“Maid.” A maid came over to me. “Please get me my scooter.” She nodded leaving for a few minutes before coming back and giving it to me. I sighed and walked over to Dash holding it out to her. Her body went white and tears ran rivers down her face. “Please take back this, I no longer need something from a pony like you.” She stepped back, falling over her own legs and hitting the floor with her armor.

“Scootaloo!” Twilight shouted, going in front of me, but Dash got up running, then took off flying away. “Dash wait!” Twilight turned with scorn, looking at me. “Scootaloo, do you realize what you’ve done?! Why did you do that?!”

Tears went down my face, and I smiled sitting down and setting down the scooter. “It was because I love her.” Twilight’s expression went blank. “And sometimes the best thing you can do is let them go.”

“Come with us,” Fluttershy said, going up next to me. “Please Scootaloo, we need you in Ponyville. Let this monster stew in his own filth, you don’t need him. You’re much stronger than that.” Master frowned, gritting his teeth a little. It was only a little click, but I knew Fluttershy shouldn’t have said that.

“I love you all deeply, but you have to understand, you cannot save me. This is my home, and I'm here to stay. Do not get in trouble because of me, please.” I could see it on all their faces and the way their bodies moved.

“Come on girls… let’s go,” Twilight said in a weak voice.

“Not without, Sweetie,” Rarity said, turning to Silver Tip.

“No, I'm not giving you her,” Silver Tip said, pouting his cheeks and turning away from Rarity.

“Augh! Don’t act like a—” Rarity halted and looked around for a moment. “You really won’t will you?”

“I promise on my life, I’d never touch her in a way would ever in a million billion years hurt her.” She went to his face sneering, and he hugged her, surprising Rarity. “I'm glad you care so much about Sweetie, I know she comes from a good family. Talk to your father, he’ll explain everything. I promise, talk to him.”

Their eyes glimmered for a second as if exchanging information. She nodded stepping back away from him. “I understand, I'll talk to him. You better keep her safe, or I'm going to kill you.”

“I’d never allow her to come to harm, she’s the only family I have. She’s never going to leave my side.”

“Good.” They all turned and left closing the door behind them. Silver went over to Master and Sweetie Belle jumped off his back going over to me. I stared at my Scooter in front of me, trying to wipe tears off my face, but they wouldn’t stop. She put a hoof on my shoulder, and pulled me close to her.

“I'm fine,” Master said, waving a hoof to Silver Tip.

“Why’d you let Dash hit you? I’ve seen you fight several times, she shouldn’t have been so lucky.”

“You’ve seen me fight?” Master scoffed. “Oh please don’t make me laugh, and whether I let her or not doesn’t matter. I defused the situation and they are out of my house. That’s all that should matter.”

Silver frowned turning away from him. “Scootaloo are you alright?” he asked, and Sweetie hugged me tighter.

“She’ll be fine,” Sweetie Belle said, clearing her throat. A few maids came over and patched me up as well as cleaned up the blood. My eyes never left my scooter as I was wrapped up.

“How about some ice cream?” Master asked. “You know, to cool everyone’s nerves. Maid, please get me Scootaloo’s clothes, a full set. As well as one of my vests.” A maid nodded, jogging away.

Master came over to me, and Sweetie moved away, letting him hug me. My body shook, and I cried silently into his chest. Was it really the right thing for me to do? If I had gone though, would they be safe? I highly doubted if any of us would be, Master didn’t seem like one to let go of what he wanted.

The maid came back a minute later, and Master dressed me in a full blue outfit, he put on a black vest with white spirals making sure to tighten the strap around my wings even more before setting me down. “Thank you, Master.” He kissed my forehead and got up, floating me onto his back. Sweetie Belle got on Silver’s back.

“Let’s go.” We started walking leaving out the front door and then out the front gate going out onto the street.

Both Sweetie Belle and I shared a glance after a moment. She closed her eyes and started humming a soft melody. Silver Tip couldn’t help but smile and dance along, matching his hoof clops with her melody. Master moved along as well, enjoying her humming, her music quelled my mind.

Sweetie Belle’s melody echoed around Canterlot’s street making ponies turn to see the source of the humming. I smirked as her song made dozens of ponies stop and listen. They noticed her quickly.

However, I easily noticed the other ponies. The ones which whispered, making remarks about us. Whether Master liked it or not, it was now known what he had done to me. It was clear that almost no pony supported his actions. Many just went on, not doing more than a quick glance to see where the music was coming from. We reached an ice cream shop after turning the corner a short walk later.

Silver Tip and Master went to the back of a five pony line. Several other fillies and colts were in line with their parents. A glass counter stood at the front with large tubs of ice cream under the glass. I looked around at the colorful shop. It was made for parties, having a large open dining area with tables, balloons, confetti, and other such things. It looked as if Pinkie had decorated here.

My heart sunk remembering Pinkie. It hadn’t clicked right away, but Pinkie didn’t look like she was in a cheerful mood at all. In fact she was ready to kill. If anything, I had turned all my friends into creatures willing to kill for nothing. I bit my lip; I wasn’t worth the trouble or even the thought.

Master looked at me. “What’s wrong?” he asked, and I looked away. Looking around he frowned. It was clear to him what I was thinking about, but to me it was just as easy to see what he was thinking.

“You’re going to make me fat at this rate, and I refuse to give you that soft booty.” He chuckled, but an eerie sudden silence made him look around. His body tensed realizing every pony in the shop had gone silent. I looked around and every pony within earshot was staring at us.

“Did she just say, what I think she did?” a mare asked a stallion sitting next to her, and he pulled two colts close to him.

“Quiet, and stop staring,” the stallion said with a stern look.

“Please leave my shop.” We turned to the clerk, he stood in front of Master. “We don’t serve royals here anymore.” He had come around the ice cream counter, but the line in front of us hadn’t turned around even in the slightest, one pony was forcing her filly to stay facing forward.

Silver Tip went up to the clerk’s face. “What’s your name?” he asked in a low growl angry.

“N-n-none of your business.”

“No, I do believe it is my business because you’ve just been disrespectful to a Duke and a Prince of Equestria. You do realize that this entire block doesn’t need to pay tax because it’s all owned by—”

“Silver,” Master said with power in his voice making every pony lose a breath. Silver froze scared. Master let out a breath and looked at the clerk. “Please pardon us shop owner, we did not know royals were not allowed inside your establishment.” Master bowed and Silver Tip bowed as well following Master’s example. They both straightened up. “We will leave promptly to not distress you more. Come Silver, if they don’t want our business then that’s their loss, not ours.”

Silver Tip followed Master as we walked outside the shop. Silver looked behind us when we got a ways. “Why’d you do that?” he asked.

Master frowned and kept going, not stopping for a second to talk. “Silver, do you realize how self-righteous you sounded in there?”

“It was clear that they only meant you. I don’t let ponies disgrace my family and friends like that.” He looked away. His words clearly stung himself more than anypony else. Sweetie hugged him.

“I know.”

“You basically own that shop.”

“Just because I own these blocks, and they happen to be some of the richest shops in all of Canterlot doesn’t mean we can simply walk into any shop and demand anything we want. This is Equestria. We have laws that we have to follow. Just because we’re royals doesn’t mean we are better than any other pony walking these streets.”

“You’re always too kind when it comes to these… things. You know that right?” Silver asked, slightly annoyed. It was clear by his pause he was skipping over the fact that Master was cruel to me.

Master chuckled. “And that’s the way it should be. Equestria is one of the best places to live, and that’s why I live here. If I can help ponies by using my tax exempt status on all my properties. Then that’s a great thing to do. Plus while in Equestria, we are to act a certain way. Do you understand that Scootaloo?”

Breaking out of my mental bubble, I blinked. “What?” I asked confused.

“You’ve only really seen me act in public twice. The time with your mother, and when we went to the other country yesterday. Tell me this, did you notice how differently I acted there and here?”

I thought for a moment. “I-I think?”

“While in Equestria, I am required to act a certain way. To keep up appearances. Every country is different depending on tradition. Such as while in Hegi Zebira I am expected to act in a certain way. For me to be accepted and respected in that nation, I am needed to act bloodthirsty and cruel. Royalty is expected, if not required to hang their position over the poor. If you noticed, the royals not only toted around slaves, but were naked while everypony else wore clothes.”

“I knew that was weird.”

He laughed smiling widely. “Yes, I suppose to us it would be. To them, royals are war heroes. There is not a royal alive in that nation which did not take part and wasn’t a major player in their war. That is the only nation by which I don’t actually have blood ties to but considers me to be completely blood related. I played a huge part in their war which is why I’m so important there.”

“But why don’t they wear clothes?”

“Not wearing clothes in public is considered rude, but the fact the royals can do that freely means, they are flaunting that they don’t have to follow common logic. Also if any mare is undressed then they can freely seduce them. So you won’t find a single mare undressed unless they want that.” Master chuckled.

“I’d hate to be from that country,” Silver Tip said. “I’d probably get raped all the time then.” Sweetie Belle bit his ear. “Ow, ow, ow!”

“Don’t even think about it,” Sweetie Belle threatened.

“I was joking, gosh.”

“I’m starting to get the vibe that those aren’t really jokes. So don’t even think about it. I will find you, and I will drag you back. Do not think that you could hide from me.” I chuckled. They were getting along much better than I thought.

“Okay I got it. You don’t need to be violent.” He rubbed his ear. “That hurt a lot. Don’t bite me.”

“Don’t joke around like that, and I won’t.”

“Speaking of, there’s a mare that would not wear clothes purposely.” Master pointed and we looked up at Sethi walking through the crowd. A bag was on her back. “That mare could use a good rutting.”

“You better be joking,” I growled, and he smirked.

“Who said I’d be the one rutting her?” I bit my lip. Sweetie Belle and Silver Tip both blushed. “Sethi!” Master shouted, waving and she looked at us. She paused for a moment debating whether to come over or not, but we went over to her taking away the choice of whether to be seen or not.

“Hi,” Sethi said a bit unsteady.

“So how goes the hospital?” Master asked. I could see it on her face, she didn’t quite want to talk right now.

“Actually I was just heading back to tell you something wonderful, a doctor at the hospital knows a way to remove scars and burns.”

“Really?” Master asked going uncomfortably close to her face.

“Yes, I got caught up in a conversation with him about it. He can do it any time, and he said each scar should only take a few minutes to get rid of. I explained that she had a lot of them, so it might take a while, but he said come by any time.”

“Great, we’ll head over there soon then. I’ve been wanting to remove a few bits from Scootaloo’s skin.”

“Hoofen Cough is his name. Now I have other business to attend to.” She turned and started walking without a second glance. I looked at Master for a moment. His expression was odd, but he didn’t like that she just cut him off like that without a second word. He turned and we headed toward the hospital.

“So no ice cream?” Silver Tip asked.

“Why don’t you two go buy it, and then we’ll meet up at the hospital,” Master said, putting on a smile. Silver nodded and headed in another direction away from us. Master didn’t say anything as he walked. We reached the hospital easily, and he went to a nurse behind a counter.

“Can I assist you?” the brown earth pony asked, she was in a nurse outfit, and like everything, she was clean.

“Doctor Hoofen Cough.”

“Do you have an appointment?”

“No.”

“Alright, his schedule is open right now. Go to his office B three, second floor.” Master nodded and started walking, knowing the way. This hospital was much bigger than Ponyville’s hospital. It also was treating a lot more ponies. I counted at least twenty ponies running around in the hospital, all of which were nurses.

After going up stairs we reached a brown door. Master didn’t bother to knock before entering the room. An orange unicorn stopped, looking up from a sandwich as Master entered the room.

“Doctor Hoofen Cough?” Master asked, and the pony wiped his mouth.

Author's Note

Editing done by Refro check him out!