The Blueblood Special

Chapters

Clevery Censored Smut
End of Ambiguity
Character Specific Reactions
Jolly Confrontation: Part 1
Jolly Confrontation: Part 2
Cavaliers of Traquility
Rarity's Totally Legit (And Not Crazy) Plan
Shining Rolls for Initiative

Clevery Censored Smut

His movements were slow. Agonizingly slow. He followed the gentle curve of her body like a ship on the calmest of waves.

The mare beneath him had a good mind to tell him to hurry the hell up, but her mouth was already occupied. For as methodical as the stallion was being, his motions were full of purpose. A glorious, most satisfying purpose.

She loathed, neigh, hated him for being able to do this to her. She'd done this before, of course. She could reach those spots herself. And on the occasion she couldn't, she had two great friends that could easily get the job done for her. But her sessions never, ever felt this good. He had to be cheating. Some kind of spell had to be the cause of it. And she resolved to figure out which one it was. Right after it stopped feeling so good!

She clenched her face in concentration, trying to think of something, anything than the source of pleasure above her. She denied him any knowledge that he successfully got her to enjoy herself.

Right up until the smooth glides of his head stopped and he gave her body a gentle, yet forceful bite.

Her mouth slipped. "Ah!" she cried out. The stallion above gave his signature shit-eating grin.
"Oh, I’m terribly sorry. Was that too much for you?"
"Sh-shutup." she panted. "Just…keep going."
"Sorry, didn’t catch that."
Her face scrunched in indignity. He wanted her to beg. And when her heart rate began to slow, she realized she would have to.
"Please."
"’Please’ what?"
"Please…give me more. I…I want more."
Reveling in this victory, the stallion leaned over her, eager to continue his work.

But fate had other plans.

So caught up in their mutual delight, they never heard him knocking. Or his opening the door and entering.

"Hey, Twilight, Celestia wanted me to tell-What the-what?! Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

Fortunately, the scream did get through the haze.

Author's Note

Don't worry. A few questions should be answered by next chapter.

End of Ambiguity

Half an hour and a clap of Prince Blueblood's hooves later, the two royal ponies stood aways away from a terriffied-looking young dragon holding a warm mug of hot cocoa. They migrated to a royal kitchen, where few servants would be at the time of night, barring the occasional maid. Princess Twilight was handling the the situation in a decidely predictable manner.

"Ohmygosh, ohmygosh, ohmygosh!" She paniced. "I can't believe he saw us! What will I do?! What will I tell him!? What if he tells someone!? What if-" she was cut off by a hoof on her shoulder. Blueblood looked remakably unshaken by Spike's intrusion.

"Don't worry, dear Twilight. I will have a talk with the boy myself. I'm sure he'll take it better if I confront him man to man about it."

Had she not thought the situation so dire, Twilight would have stiffled a scoff. 'Man' was hardly a description she would use to describe Blueblood, but he had a point. She had no idea how Spike would react to talking about what he saw. And if flame-spewing anger was even close to it, well, better him than her. So with an extended hoof, she bade the prince to go ahead. With an exagerrated flick of Blueblood's mane, he set off.

Spike didn't seem the least bit calm about what he barged in on. He didn't drink the warm cocoa the royal hired help had given him. He seemed content to simply stare into it. He...he was...on top of her, the young dragon thought. And he was...using his mouth....his mouth to...to- He simply couldn't finish the thought, his claws trembling around the drink he had.

"Ahem! Spike, is it?"

At the sound of a voice behind him, Spike lept with a yelp, much of the mug splashing out of the cup and onto the marble floor. Blueblood made a mental note to have it mopped up before the stains set in. But he would have time for that later.

"Sorry for the second scare of the evening, but, I'd like to...elaborate on what you saw."

Spike grimaced at the prospect. There could be no excuse, none whatsoever for the horror he witnessed. Reject Rarity on top of being a douche to her, he could get over, given time. But getting....intimate with the mare he looked up to as an older sister? No. No amount of time, pleading, or therapy would make him take that lying down. And if there was any doubt that his disgust was well placed, Blueblood's attempt to remedy the problem killed it rather thoroughly.

"Now, I know what you saw was rather, how you say, unusual. But, you'll have to realize that adult ponies like us have needs. And your princess chose this stallion to fufill hers. And one day you'll look back on this and realize what you bore witness to was actually a beautiful thing."

Spike, during the course of this little speech, shifted rapidly between confusion, fear, and revulsion. By the end, however, he was stuck rather squarely on rage.

"Beautiful?....beautiful!?" He shrieked, throwing his mug down, smashing it and sending the rest of its contents all over the floor. All it took was a stern look from Blueblood to get a passing maid clearing it like her life depended on it. Every servant knew he abhored a mess. Spike, meanwhile, was collecting his thoughts.

Once he calmed down, he spoke up.
"Blueblood. Foals frolicking in a meadow. A delightful nap on a sunwarmed rock after a big lunch. Rarity in an evening gown. These things, to me, are beautiful and always will be. But what I saw you two doing," He took a deep breath before snapping at the prince, "was the most vile, perverted thing I have ever seen in my entire life! It was practically hera, hora, hair," He stammered, trying to find the right word.

"Heresy?" A voice piped up from behind them, drawing their attention. Twilight sheepishly approached them, Blueblood wearing a look of bewilderment to Spike's still off-putting glare.

"The word you're looking for is 'heresy', Spike."
"Yeah. That." He responded notably softer. His face was now one of forlorn puzzlement. Twilight tried to comfort him. "Look, Spike, I," He held up both his claws, urging her to stop. When she did, he decided to continue.

"Just...why? Twilight? Why this guy? Can't be his money. Can't be his magic. And I'm willing to bet he's no Starswirl in terms of brains." Blueblood just turned his nose in the air at the insult, trying look as arrogant as possible. But Twilight tried to reason with him.
"Spike,"
"I know you do this kind of stuff with Fluttershy or Rainbow, and, to be honest, I was kind of okay with that since we knew them well."
"Spike."
"Even if you asked Aj or Rarity, I would have been a little dissapointed, but still understanding."
"Spike."
"I mean, for goodness' sake! I was sure even you would give Pinkie the old college try, but..."
"SPIKE!" Twilight finally shouted. Spike was scared silent by the outburst.

"I know, I know all that. But, just understand that none of my friends were an option here. Only...only Blueblood could get the job done." She said quickly, as though she couldn't bare the sentence lingering in her mouth. The prince simply smirked.

"Why, thank you Twilight. That was quite nice of you to say."
"Well good, cause you won't be hearing it again."

Spike leapt down from his seat on a nearby stool. "Make that ditto for me, Twi." He snarked, stomping off.
"Wait, Spike!" Twilight called, bounding over to him. Spike turned to her. Her face looked serious. "Promise you won't tell anyone. Promise!" she begged him.

The dragon snorted. "Oh, trust me, Twi. I won't want to relive this anytime soon." He made his way out of the room quickly, casting an accusatory look at the two royals one last time before closing the door behind him.

"That goes for you as well, by the way." Blueblood snapped to the maid that had been listening in. She nodded frantically, before grabbing her supplies and rushing out behind Spike.

Twilight simply watched the spot where he left, befored letting loose a huge sigh. "Of the times to walk in on me," She returned to the room and flopped down on the comfy bed where their activities had begun. Even it's luxurious softness couldn't comfort her. What was she going to do? Spike rebelled so strongly. What if her friends found out? What of her family? Goodness, if the princesses were to-

Her thoughts were halted by a strong hoof on her upper back. It felt so soothing. So loving. The issue with Spike seemed so distant, so unimportant at the moment. Then it dissapeared. She spun her head back to look for the source. She found herself face to face with Prince Blueblood.

"You know," he said, in a low, smooth voice, "I don't believe we were done."

A mere five minutes later, Blueblood found himself shoved out the door, flat on his back. He scrambled to his hooves, and huffed indignantly. All the work and preparation done for this night, and she was just going to blow him off like this? No matter, He thought. I know she couldn't get enough of my skills. She'll be begging for another Blueblood Special by tomorrow. With this in mind, he prepared to march straight to his own room, before coming to a realization.

"Hey!" he bellowed, pounding on the door. "This is my room!" The response from the other side was muffled, but clear enough.

"Not tonight it isn't!"

Character Specific Reactions

Come the next morning, Twilight Sparkle had almost forgotten what had her irritated so. She went through her morning rituals with nary a care in the world. Then she went into the dining room for breakfast. It all slowly came back to her.

Spike, currently feasting on precious gems with a small glare directed across the table, had discovered her and Prince Blueblood in the middle of some rather risqué acts. Prince Blueblood, daintily eating breakfast with his curlers still in his hair, had used some underhoofed technique to pleasure her. Blueblood's tongue, currently cleaning one of her feath-wait, what?

Yes, the prince had noticed her come down to breakfast and had taken out a purple feather he procured from somewhere. He then proceeded to make quite a show of licking it clean. And he was being quite thorough with it. He ran his mouth along the rachis without so much bending the vane. The downy portion of the after feather was straightened out and arranged in a beautiful, flared position. Every individual barb of just one of her feathers was being serviced and made so clean, Twilight was sure she would be able to see her face in them all. She felt rather hot all of a sudden.

Spike coughed. "Really, Twi? While we're eating?"
She looked to either side of her self. Her wings were spread wide open and Twilight could swear they were "throbbing".
"Oh!" she yelped, quickly willing them to fold again, though they proved reluctant to do so. "I just, I, well uh.....what, where are the others?" she stammered, inquiring the location of her dear friends.

"They decided to get a head start on the day," he explained. "and you know what? I'm gonna follow their lead." he continued, taking one large gem from his bowl and heading briskly towards a door leading outside. He turned to the ponies' general direction just before leaving.

"I know I can't tell you two not to do anything, but I would appreciate it if you kept it in your royal pants. I'd rather have last night be the extent of the kinkiness I see out of you." he huffed before leaving the room. Twilight didn't have time to defend her self before he was gone. With a groan of her own, she made to leave the castle herself.

"Skipping breakfast, dear?" Blueblood called mockingly from his seat at the table.
"I've lost my appetite. And don't call me 'dear'." she grumbled.

Unfazed, he shook the curlers from his mane, making sure it was neat, and galloped after her. He reached her quickly and slowed to a trot, so as to walk beside her. He gave her a smile. She brought her head low, avoiding his eyes. He inched closer to her, brushing lightly against her wing. She blushed furiously and brought her head even lower, almost scraping the ground. In that position, Blueblood had a clear path to his target. Without warning, he gave a quick nip at the base of her neck. Twilight yelped, her wings springing open and knocking over a precariously placed vase on one side of the hallway. A maid zoomed out from a nearby room to clean it's shards, seemingly summoned by the noise. Twilight rushed up to Blueblood's eerily delighted face, and glared at him intensely.

"What. Are. You. Doing?" she growled. The prince chortled.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm just giving a mare what she wants." He said, the smile his face practically begging to be caved in with one well-placed punch.

But Twilight knew he was right, and the scowl faded from her face. Last night had been, for lack of a better term, magical. Spike's interruption had kept the prince from finishing her, and made the following night very difficult to sleep through. She needed him. As much as it made her want to telekinetically choke him, she needed another Blueblood Special.

"Maybe," he began, "I'll do it for you again if you ask nicely."
Twilight took one look at his smug face. She had only one course of action. She backed away a few steps and motioned him down to her. He confidently bowed down and put his ear next to her mouth, ready to hear her beg him to make her feel good with his mouth.
She inhaled deeply and blew a huge raspberry in his ear.
"Eeyah!" he yelled, and reared back in disgust. Twilight had a good laugh at his reaction. Even the maid, still pretending she had work to do, stifled a few chuckles. When he was sure his ear was clear of spittle, he whipped around to her, wild-eyed.
"Why you little-!" he began to say, a hoof raised threateningly. All of a sudden, a high-pitched voice piped up.

"Hey! What are you guys talkin' about?"

They two royals turned to find Pinkie Pie, one of Twilight's good friends from Ponyville, staring at them curiously.
"Sky Pirates!" they both answered quickly, giving each other an awkward glance at the simultaneous thought.

"Really? Those exist?" She asked incredulously.
"Oh yeah. Totally." Twilight assured her.
"As a matter of fact," Blueblood added, "they're kind of a big secret right now, Miss Pie. We'd like it if you kept it to yourself. Don't want the country panicking, now would we?"

Pinkie gasped, but then made a zipping motion with her mouth, then a digging motion, then a pushing motion with visible strain, before making a striking motion in the spot she was pushing towards. The prince just watched, puzzled, before turning to Twilight, his face begging for answers.
"Don't ask." she said flatly, before walking away quickly. Blueblood considered following her, but decided against it. She would come around on her own later, he was sure. And she would pay for what she did to his ear. He took off in the opposite direction, leaving Pinkie alone with the maid, who had long since cleaned up the shards of vase from the floor. She grinned rather strangely at Pinkie.

"Um, Miss Pie?" she said quietly.
"Oh, hi!" Pinkie said, finally noticing her. "What's your name?"
"Loose Lips, but that's not important. Would you like to know what those two were really up to?"
"You mean...we don't have to worry about pirates in the sky?"

Applejack stopped her feverish mixing and set her bowl down. She then took off her hat and rubbed her temples, unable to believe what she'd just heard.

"Alright. Let me get this straight: Spike, our Spike now, found Twilight, and this is our Twilight, making hay with that varmint Bluebeer?"
"Yes!" Pinkie shouted.
The apple farmer just looked at her. Her disbelief was palpable.

"And you're sure yer not tryin' to pull the wool over mah eyes?"
"No, it's 100%, super duper, royally true! I mean, I thought Bluebud was the stickiest stick in the mud ever, but I guess he's really good at that kind of fun!"

Applejack seemed at a loss for words. Her best friend Twilight. And that low-down, rotten snake?

"I...I just don't know about this. I need some time to think." she left the counter she was working on, still shaking her head trying to make sense of it all.
"But, aren't you gonna finish this cake?" Pinkie called after her.
"Uh, think you can handle that, sugar cube?"
Pinkie smiled broadly. "Sure can!"

"No way!" Rainbow Dash yelled aloud in pure disbelief. "No friggin' way!"
"It's true, Dash. Pinkie told me all about it. And I'm havin' trouble connectin' the dots myself."

Rainbow snarled and turned in every direction, as though searching for something to take her anger out on. Twilight, her best bud and new flying partner doin' it with Bluebutt?! Dash always thought she had bad taste before, but this really took the cake.

"He has to working some kind of angle!"
"Beg yer pardon?"
"Ya know, he must be getting something out of her for this! She wouldn't just let him touch her like that for no good reason!And we gotta find out what it is!"
"Well, let Pinkie tell it, she was really enjoyin' herself..."
"Oh get real, Aj. Like Blueblood knows how to please a girl!"
"And you do?"
".....oh, shut up."

"So, Fluttershy, can I count on you for backup or not?"
"I don't really understand, what are we doing?"
"Blueboar is sexually extorting Twilight! And we have to stop him!"
Fluttershy sighed and petted the joey in front of her. He had alot of other baby wallaroos he could play with, but she was glad he had decided to spend time with her. Until Rainbow showed up with her wild accusations.

"Rainbow, how can you be sure this is all Blueblood's doing?"
Rainbow raised an eyebrow. "You mean, Twilight might be extorting him? Good one, Shy, I'll have a good laugh at that later."
"No, no. None of that. I mean, what if, maybe, they both want this?" she put forth, letting the joey hop away to bat at Rainbow's tail. Dash waved it away.

"You mean, like, they're dating? Why wouldn't she tell us about it if that were true?"
"Well think about it, Rainbow. You found out and came to me planning an attack on royalty based just on them being...intimate." she reasoned. "Would you have taken it any better if she was honest with us?"

Rainbow paused to give it thought. "I guess not." she admitted. She landed and turned to walk away. At the last second she called over her shoulder,

"But if you're wrong and I end up tackling that jerk?"
"I'll have your back." Shy responded.
"Thanks, Shy. Knew I could count on you."

"Um, Rarity, could you please stop pourin-ow!"
"Oh dear! terribly sorry, Fluttershy." Rarity apologized, grabbing a few napkins to soak the hot tea off of Shy's lap.
"I was just rather...distracted. I could have sworn you said that Twilight and Prince Blueblood were having some sort of affair!" she said, chuckling. She began to take a sip of tea.

"But, I think it's true. Rainbow heard from Applejack who heard from Pinkie who found out from a servant in the castle that they were...together." Fluttershy urged, taking a moment to choose her words.

On 'together', Rarity spit out her tea at a rather high velocity, hitting Fluttershy directly in the face. It was still hot.
"Ow."
"Sorry again, dear." she said distantly, handing her yet more napkins.
Rarity simply stared at the remaining tea in her cup, her thoughts gathering strength again.
Twilight and Blueblood. Blueblood and Twilight. No. That doesn't sound right no matter how many times I hear it. My dear, sweet friend Twilight and that worthless ingrate, Blueblood. Together? A couple? Husband and Wife? Princess and Prince? No! This will not do! This will not do at all!

She stood up rather suddenly. Her face was stern. She was now a mare with a mission.
"Fluttershy, I must fix this."
"Fix it? What do you mean? How?"
"I'm going to go to the one pony in charge of such matters of the heart. Once she has her say, he will have to break up whatever little game he's playing! Wish me luck, darling!" and with that, she sped off without another word.

"Rarity wai-oh. It's Rainbow Dash all over again."

"...and that's why I've come to you, Princess Cadance. As the Princess of Love you simply must stop this mockery of it!" Rarity begged.
"Stop it?" Cadance asked, her puzzled look slowly cracking into a manic grin.
"Stop it?! I love, love, love it!" she cheered, leaping out of her seat. "Just think, Rarity. Twilight and my precious Blueblood! Together! Oh, this is wonderful news! I wonder how long they've been seeing each other? Or how Bb managed to win her over? Eeee, I'm so excited!" she exclaimed, prancing in place out of sheer joy.

Rarity was pretty shocked by her reaction. How could she possibly be celebrating this?
"Princess, this is no time for happiness!" she shouted.
"Twilight is currently being strung along for some reason by that virtueless cad! Whatever end he is utilizing her for cannot bode well for her! You simply must stop that beastly stallion from preying on her!"

Cadance's smile ran away from her face. Far from being convinced, she gave Rarity a rather piercing, dirty look.
"Watch it, Rarity," she warned. "That's my little brother you're talking about."

"Blueblood is...your brother?" Rarity responded, in very sincere surprise. She shuffled her hooves a little before asking, with a very straight face, "Are you sure he's not adopted, dear?"

"Here you go, honey." Shining Armor said as he offered his wife a bag of ice. She gratefully took it before gingerly applying it to her blackened eye.

"Now, if you don't mind me asking, what on earth were you and Rarity fighting over? You two get along any other time."
"Oh, it's nothing, dear. She just made a little comment about my brother that I didn't agree with."
And so I obviously had to clean her prissy little clock! she thought to herself.

Shining sighed.
"Cadance, I know you love your brother and all, but you have to realize he's not the easiest guy to get along with."
"Oh Shiny," she whined, "not you too! I'm telling you, he can be a real sweetheart if you get to know him! Why, just ask Twili-" she stopped herself, covering her mouth with a hoof. But it was too late.

"What? What about Twilie?"
"Oh, darn." Cadance muttered. "I wasn't going to tell you this soon, but, Twilight and Blueblood," Shining held his breath.
"are dating!" she finally blurted out.
"They're WHAT!?" he shrieked.
"That's what me and Rarity were talking about. She wanted me to break them up, can you believe that?"
"Yes! yes I can!" Shining yelled, practically sprinting to the door. "and you should probably reconsider, because I might have to kill him otherwise!" he shouted over his shoulder before slamming the door shut.

"Shining, wait!" Cadance called, running after him.

"We do not understand your distress. What exactly is troubling you?"
"Princess Luna," Shining said slowly, trying to regain composure. "Prince Blueblood is...he's...involved with my sister." He spoke as if the words would corrode his mouth on contact.

Luna's eyes widened. "Blueblood? The Princess of Magic has been courted by our grandson successfully?"
"Yeah, and it makes me sick to my stomach just thinking about it."
"Well, we can comprehend thy strong resentment well enough. We are mainly surprised at such an outcome."
Shining looked up at her, some momentary relief easing into his face. If Luna was on his side...

"Really?" he asked.
"Why yes. We knew that he was a stallion of hidden talents, but we never would have fathomed he was hiding abilities sufficient to win the heart of the Element of Magic!"
Shining's face fell.

"Sir Pony of Joe, we wish to confide in thee." Luna explained, as the aforementioned waiter brought the princess her usual order.
"Oh, of course, Your Highness. You can tell me anything." He said, some nervousness evident in his voice.

Luna reasoned she would go unheard in a packed environment like Donut Joe's.
She was wrong.

Author's Note

Whew!
That was a long one.

Points for whoever can figure out what Pinkie was signing out.

Oh, and Feedback is encouraged.

Jolly Confrontation: Part 1

"Alright, let us run through it one last time." Blueblood commanded the dark-furred pegasus guard attending him, whom he had yet to learn the name of. The guard wordlessly followed him through the streets of Canterlot, extending a wing to take out the list of to-do's the prince had intended to complete that day. Once the scroll was extended, he read it aloud.

"Replace the lime green rug in your room with an emerald green rug, Checked." Good, Blueblood thought, that thing was an eyesore at this time of year.
"Polish the Southern Coastal Region of your extensive duck collection, Checked." This gave the prince a smile. He couldn't wait to get to the Southwestern Coast.
"And, of course, accompany Miss Photo Finish to brunch, sire. Unchecked."

"Well," Blueblood responded, straightening his bowtie. "wouldn't want to keep her waiting, would we-" he stopped, distracted by the sound of loud, clearly panicked hooves. They rounded a corner in front of him, and he saw the source: an orange, blond-maned earth pony wearing a Stetson on her head and a very worried expression on her face. Blueblood turned his nose up in her direction. He had no intention of engaging the mare, as he recognized her first as the mare who set up a concession stand (of all things!) in the last Grand Galloping Gala (of all places!) he attended. His nose lowered only slightly when he realized this mare was also a Bearer of the Element of Honesty. What was her name again? Fragglejack?
Applejoann?

The mare however, upon spotting him, rushed towards him. His guard took immediate notice, stepping her path. She skidded to a stop in front of him, attempting to stammer out an excuse to get by.

"Uh, 'scuse me partner, if I could just get by. I kinda, got some important, things to say to that, er, stallion." The guard simply shook his head. Blueblood stifled a chuckle.
"Sorry, Miss, but I've got better things to attend to." He walked around her, his guard taking special care to stay between them.
"But, you don't understand, it's about Twilight!" she shouted, prompting Blueblood to freeze in place. She couldn't possibly know! "Yes? What about her?" he asked her innocently as he turned back around, motioning his guard to step back.

The mare took a deep breath. "Are you and Twi, you know, together?" Blueblood internally panicked. She knew!
He quickly came up with an answer.

"What on earth would give you that idea?"
"Well, I just heard from a friend that you were, ahem, getting kind of personal the other night and well," she stepped closer to him, seeming to build some confidence midstride.
"I wanna know how deep you two are." said, sternly looking him in the eye.

Blueblood knew he'd have to be clever here. He could calm down some worried farmer, right?
"Well, Miss...?"
"Applejack."
"Right. I can assure you, that whatever rumors you've been hearing about life in the castle, you can trust my word: me and Princess Twilight are in no type of relationship."
"Well then what was Pinkie talkin' about? Let her tell it, you two were in your room when Spike came and saw y'all doin...somethin'." Blueblood took a second to glower. That pink imbecile!
"Uh yes, she was only there to settle a prior disagreement. Spike was only surprised to see us alone."

Applejack raised an eyebrow, clearly suspicious of him, but she seemed satisfied with the answer.
"Well, alrighty then. I guess I got worked up over nothing. Thanks, Your Highness, I guess." She said as she went off the same way she came, in considerately higher spirits. Blueblood's however, had been dampened. Somehow, some out-of-her-element country bumpkin had learned of the prior nights events. How many others knew? Would they dare to question him like she did? Oh lord, if his aunts found out about this...

He didn't have time to dwell on these thoughts, however, as vision picked up an emerald green blur coming up to him at a disquieting pace. Stopping just short of him, was a mare of blue coat, a gray mane, wearing an emerald version of her normal dress and a pair of purple shades the prince had rarely seen her without. It was Photo Finish. Blueblood noticed she was without her usual entourage. Seems she meant business.

"Ach! Blueblood! I haf been looking for you all over Canterlot!" she spouted. "I 'ave 'eard such rumors about you!"
Blueblood grimaced. "What kind of rumors?"

"Just zhat you haf set your royal sights upon a mare. Zhe mare of..." She paused for effect and struck a dramatic pose. "Zhe Magics!"
"Ugh, great. All of Canterlot must be in on this by now."
"Zo this is true, zhen? Zhe mare known as 'Twilight Sparkle' 'as caught your fancy, yes?"
"No, Photo. She has done no such thing." he grumbled, some venom evident in his voice.

Photo Finish looked puzzled. "Well zhen, set zhe record straight for me, Blueblood. Why was Princess Twilight zhighted in your chambers?"
"Listen, I cannot-"
"Actually, yeah! I'd love to know myself!"

Blueblood was cut off by a rather harsh voice from behind. He whipped around to see a blue pegasus, with hair that was just way too loud for his taste, glaring at him from just above his head. Another one of the elements bearers. Rainbow Something, of Loyalty.

"Just why did you have Twilight in your room?" She asked accusingly.
"Well," the prince huffed, "I hardly think that's any of your business."

With a growl, she landed and marched towards him, only stopped by the guard's grunt and extended wing.

"It is my business! Twilight's my best friend! And I know you two were up to something funny last night. And I also know there's no way she'd let some prick like you touch her without a good reason," she said, rearing up on her hind hooves and adopting a boxing stance. "so I suggest you start spilling the beans, Pretty Boy!"

Blueblood smirked. He would love nothing more than to smack this insolent mare and show her proper behavior towards royals, but he saw opportunity here. Perhaps he would have some fun with her first.

"Huh, well if you really must know, Twilight heard of my skills and she, you know, wanted to take Blueblood for a spin."

Rainbow stifled her guffaws. Poorly.
"Hahaha! What could she hear about that would possibly make her want to do it with you?"
"Why, my fabled Blueblood Special of course!"

Rainbow raised an eyebrow incredulously.
"A...Blueblood Special. That some kind of weird unicorn thing?"
The royal pony gave a hearty chuckle.

"Ohoho, no. There's no magic required at all. And for your information," He got very close to her face. "She loved it. And was begging me for more."
Rainbow gave one glance of surprise before shaking her head and giving a defiant look.

"I don't believe you."
"Then perhaps you'd like to experience it yourself. Unless, of course, you are unable to handle it."
Rainbow never broke her gaze from him, thinking he would crack under the pressure, but she did think hard about his offer. If he claimed to do something so good as to make Twilight consider sleeping with again, would it be worth letting this sleaze touch her?

"You know," Photo Finish piped up, forgotten by the two until then, "I haf a studio not far from here, if you require...solitude."

Rainbow needed no further pushing.
"Alright, you're on. Show what you've got, fatso." she taunted, poking the prince in his chest before following Photo Finish.
Blueblood considered her back before mumbling, "It's not fat. I'm muscular." He followed her anyway, his guard in close pursuit.

Rainbow couldn't believe it. Her mind was blown in so many ways. If Twi ever gave up this guy, she would be lying if she said she wouldn't consider swooping him up. Her Blueblood Special was everything he'd said it would be on the way over.

She had to held down under the prince's bulk to keep her from thrashing. And that tongue. By Celestia, that tongue! It got to places she didn't even know she had! She could swear her mind was going blank, and he wasn't even done yet!

"Ma, make..." she gasped.
"Make the little, ah, little circles again..."

Blueblood granted her request, and was treated to a long moan punctuated with a delirious squeal. Things were going just as he planned. He was sure this little firebrand of a mare would be far more respectful after her "treatment". On the other side of the room, Photo Finish had set up her camera, and was moving around frequently to get the best angle on the spectacle.

"Yes, zhow it to me!" she cheered. "Zhow me your lust, your heavenly pleasure! Show me zhe power of the Prince's Magics!"

Even the guard, whose very line of work required he be stoned-faced, had a hard time keeping his arousal, or his wings, hidden.

So absorbed were the four ponies in the act, they didn't notice the winged figure hovering outside the window of the studio, who had just decided it had seen enough. It would report back to the safe house. There was work to be done.

"Disgusting." he spat, before flying off.

Author's Note

I have no idea how to write a German accent.

And yes, Blueblood has the same hobby as Hugh Neutron.

Jolly Confrontation: Part 2

Dear Esteemed Chief of the EarthShaker Clan,

We are well aware of the circumstances of your illness, and extend our deepest apologies that you will not be able to attend the coming Summit.

Twilight began, as she wrote her letter to one of the chieftains that ran the minotaurs' native land. He apparently was too sick to make the journey to Canterlot, which was a very unusual happening in itself. Their secretiveness about it was even more cause for concern. What sickness could be so bad that that Equestria couldn't know about it?

These thoughts occupied Twilight enough that she didn't notice the two mares that entered the office she had chosen to work in. They crept in quietly, making their way to her. One tapped her shoulder, prompting her to turn to it.

"Um, hello Twilight." mumbled her friend, Fluttershy. Twilight would have returned the greeting, but was cut off by a loud noise on her other side.

"Hellooooo, Princess!" It rang, starling her. She leapt up excitedly, knocking her inkwell over what was to be her letter. She glowered at it, then at Pinkie Pie.

"Oh no, come right on in, not concentrating or anything." she grumbled.
"Oh, I'm sorry Twilight, but," Fluttershy said, shrinking back a little. "we're just so excited for you!"

Twilight looked at them, puzzled. Fluttershy had a smile, but seemed to also have a slow developing blush. Pinkie grinning was no shocker, but this one in particular seemed to hint at something more mischievous than per usual.

"What did I do?" she asked them, as she cleared away the mess of ink and retrieving her quill.
"You got a coltfriend, didn't you?" Fluttershy asked.

At the accusation, the quill in Twilight's magical grip snapped in two, and the alicorn herself carried a look of shock. Slowly, she turned back to her, an uneasy smile on her face.

"W-What would give you that idea?"
"Aw c'mon, Twilight! You can't fool Ol' Pinkie Pie. There's no such thing as sky pirates! Me and Flutters know all about you and Prince Blueblood's, ahem," Pinkie got close to Twilight's ear, and said just above a whisper, "Secret Bedroom Butt Fun."

Twilight stood there, looking at them both for the briefest of seconds, before leaping on Pinkie with a yell.

"WHO TOLD YOU!?" she shrieked.
"I have my sources?" the mare under her added hopefully, her smile faltering upon seeing her distress.

Twilight grew wild eyed and raised her hoof in a threatening manner, but felt a weak tug on it before she could send it in any direction. She could see a yellow hoof holding it. Whipping her head around, Fluttershy was straining to keep it back.

"Stop, Twilight!" she squeaked. Getting off Pinkie, Twilight advanced on the pegasus instead, with a dangerous look in her eyes. But just as quickly as it had come, her rage subsided, her face falling as she slumped to the floor and put her wings over her eyes. She sighed deeply before asking them,

"Who else knows?"
"Well, I told Applejack."
"Rainbow Dash told me she heard it from her, and I sort of told Rarity..."
"Fluttershy!"
"Ah! I only told her in passing, and she seemed really upset about it! She said she was going to get someone else to stop it..."

Twilight gave a huge groan. This wasn't good. It was a catastrophe. If all of her friends knew about last night and thought she was straight-up dating that douche, than there was no telling what the rest of Canterlot was brewing up in their minds.

"Soooooo, Twilight?" Pinkie started, inching up to her face.
"What makes the prince 'The Best Lover in Canterlot'?"
The princess's jaw dropped.

"I never called him-!"
"Oh, does he have like a super sexy spell? Any royal kinks?"
"Pinkie, I wouldn't know anything about-"
"Gasp! Or maybe he does something special to your horn?"
"No, it has nothing to do with my horn, per say."

Pinkie looked at her blankly for a moment before donning a look of comprehension.

"Oooooooh, I get ya," she said, nudging and winking at her. She brought her front hooves together and slowly began to separate them.
"Just tell me when to stop, Twilight."

"Pinkie!" Twilight shouted, "I don't know or care how big he is and I am not going to talk about the sex I do not have with Prince Blueblood!" she said, punctuating her statement with a stamp from her hoof. Her hyper friend went silent and stared at her, then looked away somewhat awkwardly. Twilight stepped back and did the same, uncomfortable with her own outburst. It wasn't very long before her third friend in the room, whom had been content to simply blush at Pinkie's questions, voiced her own inquiry.

"Does...does he have like, you know....toys?"

Twilight gave a bright blush of her own, and stood up, fed up of the situation.
"That's it, get out."
The two other ponies started at her.
"I mean it! Get out! Out, out, out! Both of you!"

She reared up and herded them to the door, despite their protests.
Once they were out of the room, Pinkie quickly spun around.

"Okay, bye Twilight! Remember, me and Shy are rootin' for-"
Bam!
Twilight shut the door on them and walked back to her desk. Still stained with ink, she resisted the urge to slam her face down on it. Concentrating, she used her magic to summon a rag to mop the mess up with. In no time at all, a blue rag appeared in front of her, which was a little odd. The other ones had been violet. Shrugging, she cleaned up the rest of the mess before sending it back from whence it came.

There was a knock at the door. Twilight ignored it at first. She was in no mood to entertain.
"Twilight! You in there?" a familiar voice rang.
Realizing who it was, the princess got up quickly to open it. It was her sister-in-law and fellow princess, Cadance.
With a slightly faded but very noticeable black eye.

"Cadance, wha-what happened to you!?"
"Oh nothing, just got in a little fight."
"With who!?"
"Not important. May I come in?" she said, passing around Twilight nimbly.

Perturbed that she dodged her questions, Twilight followed her. Cadance stopped in the middle of the room, looking at her knowingly. Twilight rolled her eyes, but smiled anyway as she went in front of her and began to prance.

Sunshine, sunshine.
Ladybugs awake.
Clap your hooves,
And do a little shake!

They giggled at the completion of their childish hoofshake, which cheered up Twilight considerably.

"So, Twilight I came because I wanted to talk to you about something....important." Cadance began.
Twilight held her breath. Please don't be about Blueblood, please don't be about Blueblood, please don't be about Blueblood! she desperately thought.

"I was just wondering what you would like in a coltfriend."
Twilight let out her held breath. She didn't know. She wouldn't ask about something like that if she thought she was already with someone.

"Oh, I guess I really don't have a 'type' if that's what you mean."
Cadance smiled a little wider.

"Well, surely you would want him to be brainy."
"I suppose being well-read couldn't hurt a stallion's chances."
"Do you like them muscular, Twi?"

Twilight recalled one spring long ago, where she visited Applejack's farm for a reason she couldn't remember. On that particular day, her brother Big Macintosh was hauling an enormous train of wagons all bearing slightly more fruit than Twilight thought could exist in the world. The stallion showed the bare minimum of effort, even as his muscles rippled from the strain. Little beads of sweat were showing here and there as his body glistened in the low light of the afternoon. He looked in Twilight's direction, gave a small smile, and waved. She smiled goofily, and waved back. Mac and a good eight minutes had passed before Applejack was able to get her attention again.

"Yeah," she finally responded to Cadance. "I like muscular."
"Any particular coat colors you're attracted to? Orange, blue, yellow....white?"

Twilight thought of all the white-coated ponies in her life.
Her mom: Always there to support her.
Her brother: Protective and loving.
Rarity: Beautiful and generous with all she had.
Celestia

"Oh, I definitely could go for a white coat."
Delighted at this, Cadance seemed to be through with her questioning for the time being.
"Well, I think I have everything I need. I'll see you later, Twilight."

As she made for the door, a thought occurred to the purple alicorn.
"Why did you ask all those questions?"
Cadance had time to spin around and give a very knowing grin.

"Nothing at all, Twilight just wanted to know. I was just a little curious." she said, closing the door.
Twilight shook her head. She knew what she was up to. She was trying to set her up with some stallions. While that would be annoying, it might be enough to convince others she wasn't shacking up with the prince.

Suddenly, Cadance popped her head back in the door.
"You don't care if he's royalty or not, right?" Momentarily surprised, Twilight answered,
"Of course not, Cadance."
"Okay, just wanted to be sure."
She closed the door again.

Twilight chuckled a little. She was grateful at least one pony hadn't been caught up in this ridiculous mess.

Cadance rushed down the halls of Canterlot castle, her smile so big it threatened to swallow her face.

"I knew it! I knew it! I knew it! They're together and they are perfect!" she sang.

Cavaliers of Traquility

The pegasus, a faded gold in color, streaked through Canterlot's alleys on foot. He swerved through piles of garbage, wove between buildings, and only stopped long enough to make sure he was not followed. He would even double back and suddenly change direction, anything to get any hopeful spies off his back. After several minutes of this, he faced his goal. A simple red door in a secluded back alley.

He crept up to it quietly, raising his hoof to knock on it. Five knocks. Four in succession, slight pause on the fifth. He stepped back and waited. Nothing happened for a while. The door simply stood, unmoving. There were no sounds of movement from inside. He was just about to try again when he heard his cue at last. Five knocks, much like the ones he made, but the pause before the last was longer. Wasting no time, he pushed his way inside and closed the door behind him as quickly as possible.

The room he was now in was a kitchen, an attractive setup for any stallion that could be considered well off in Canterlot. In a breakfast nook sat a unicorn with pink fur, and a cutie mark of a stallion's head similar to a chess piece. He was reading a book and hadn't paid the least bit of attention to his visitor.

"White Knight, I have some terrible news!" he said quickly, his previous, reserved demeanor gone in a flash.
"I was keeping tabs on the prince like you asked, and I saw, I saw-Gah!" he cried out, recalling his own initial disgust.

The pony named White Knight sighed, bookmarked his page, and set his literature aside. The state of the pegasus didn't seem to affect him at all. He even seemed to find it comical. Getting up, he patted the shaky pegasus just above his cutie mark, an odd little golden ball with feathery wings.

"Just calm down and give your report, Golden Snitch." he said softly. His friend took a deep breath, touching his chest with a hoof before extending it forward.

"Okay. So I kept a tail on Prince Blueblood like you asked. He met with another mare in the streets, Mrs. Photo Finish. She questioned him about, well, the rumors about him and the princess. But they were accosted by yet another pony."

White raised an eyebrow.
"Another pony?" he asked

"Yes! It was the Element of Loyalty herself! She confronted Blueblood on his deed with the princess!" Golden assured.
"And how did he react to that?" White probed further, developing a smirk.

"The prince...that disgusting excuse for a stallion talked of his depravity full of pride. At first, Miss Dash wasn't fooled by his charisma, but he managed to peak her interest in his...ugh, lewd talents." he said with a grimace.

"I see," White nodded. "and then what happened?" Golden took another deep breath.

"She followed him to a studio owned by Mrs. Finish, White. And he did things. Unusual, perverted things. I am no stranger to intimacy, White Knight. And I can tell you with confidence I have never seen a mare so pleased before. I mean, every move he made elicited some response from her! He just kept working her and working her...." Golden went on.

White had stopped listening. He had instead taken to pulling apart his curtains and gazing out of his window. Outside he could see a multitude of ponies. Unicorns, mostly. A few working pegasai. Of all ages, creeds and codes. And any one of them could be their next target.

The Defenders of Harmony were dedicated to keeping all who would carelessly antagonize the Bearers in their proper place. That griffon from Rainbow Dash's past was sent kicking and screaming back to its homeland. The FlimFlam Brothers switched towns at a far faster rate when they found their gadgets sabotaged. It didn't take much to get Ms. Dust in an asylum. The traitor Sunset was only safe by sheer virtue of being in a entirely different dimension. And Trixie. They destroyed that girl.

But not Blueblood. Oh no, not Prince Blueblood. That particular pony-shaped slime had eluded them at every turn. Every attempt at ruining him, every chance to oust him as crooked turned up a failure. It was either because the dirt just wasn't strong enough, or Blueblood was just that exceptional at dodging criticism. White was tempted to believe the former. But this time was different. He had already sexually manipulating Twilight Sparkle, the very star that kept the nation afloat, if his ear at Joe's, Tattle Tail, was to be believed. And now he had the Element of Loyalty in his clutches. Trying to get the Elements at his beck and call using the only thing that he knew how to use? Celestia would vaporize him on the spot.

"Golden!" he called out suddenly, startling the pegasus out of his still unfinished musing on the prince's sordid activities.

"Get the other defenders in town. Tell them we're sending the prince a hard lesson. I will inform her Majesty."

Blueblood felt rather good about himself, all things considered. His plan was bearing some sweet fruits before the tree was finished growing.

Upon the completion of Miss Rainbow's Special, she was incomprehensible. Nothing would come out if her that wasn't a satisfied moan, an exhausted whinny, or some kind of pleading/proposal garbled through the filter of incredible pleasure. As he sipped tea in the private balcony of one of his favorite shops, he inwardly chuckled remembering the fiasco it became to get the mare back to her lodgings at the castle. She could barely move in a straight line, let alone flap her wings without having to suppress a shudder of residual euphoria.

Photo Finish was too busy gawking at her pictures capturing the performance to help him and the guard drag her out of her studio. Eventually, he ordered his companion to let her ride his back and to take her back to her lodgings at the castle in one piece. He was sure, even with the usual competence of the guard in mind, he could manage that.

And, once that happens, the prince thought, giving another sip of his delicious brew, Twilight will see what she's missing out on. She will come running.

The thought of his Aunt's favored student and the idol to hundreds at his hoofs, desperately begging for him to touch her again was so pleasing, so incredibly indulgent, that he didn't hear the approaching wingbeats. The pony landed on the balcony some distance away.

"Ahem!"
Blueblood snapped out of his fantasy and turned to the voice. It belonged to pegasus, with a shiny, off-gold coat and a woefully out-of-date manestyle. He was also wearing some gaudy pin on his chest that resembled a silver shield, with six colored gems emblazoned on it. He seemed quite angry.

"Prince Blueblood, I presume?"
The prince allowed himself a chance to glance to either side of him. They were alone.
"Um...yes?" he responded unsurely.
The pegasus continued to glare at him as he approached. The prince just smiled condescendingly.

"We know what you're up to, Your Highness, and we will not stand for it!"
"Who's 'we'?"
"We all know you've chosen to twist our beloved princess for your own ideals!
"Which princess?"
"Princess Twilight, you arrogant twit! You're doing some kind of devious mind game with her!"

Blueblood's smile faded. It had been less than a day, and already another citizen was up in arms about the ordeal. And he was convinced he had some grand plot to take over Equestria through sexual favors. He decided to run with this lowborn's delusions. A little fun wouldn't hurt him, would it?

"And just what makes you think I can't?" he asked mockingly. The intruder seemed a little taken aback. He had expected the prince to balk at the accusation.

"W-We'll expose what you're doing to the public!"
"Oh ho, yes, because Prince Blueblood can't handle another sex scandal!" he said as he imitating a fainting motion. The pegasus wasn't amused.

"You've also sucked the Element of Loyalty into your clutches. One element could be explained, but you can't explain two!"
"Pah! You think they're the only ones?!" Blueblood barked. The pegasus's harsh look and tone seemed to dissipate before his eyes.
"What do you mean?" he asked, a hint of fear evident in his voice. The prince leaned both his hooves over his table, putting them together and looking down their center at the pony before him. He was led to believe the look was intimidating.

"I may have serviced both the Princess of Magic and the Element of Loyalty, but trust me, this plan was in effect long before they sampled my talents. No, I started earlier. Let's just say that me and my darling Cady are even closer than you think."
"Cady...you mean your sister!? My god, you're sicker than I thought!" he yelled, grimacing at the news.
Blueblood broke into a wide grin.
"And I can get sicker! Guess who need one of their oh so lonely nights to be spiced up by yours truly?"
The scared pony was shaking his head wildly at this point.

"No, no, no! I refuse to believe that the Princess of the Night would lay down with you for any reason!"
"Oh, don't be such a prude, she really appreciated it when I 'Tripled her Fun' as she put it!"
"You. Are. Scum!"
"Hm, call it what you want, plebian. But you know what? Perhaps I shouldn't be resting on my laurels, eh? Better head on to my next target, the Element of Kindness. That high strung little thing could use a nice long Speci-"

Suddenly, the other pony slammed his front hooves on Blueblood's table, causing his still warm tea to jump from its cup and splash over his chest.
"YOU PUT ON HOOF ON FLUTTERSHY AND I'LL GUT YOU, YA RAT-BASTARD!" The pony screamed.

Amazingly, Blueblood didn't even register the threat. He was more focused on the liquid currently dripping down his chest. The hot tea had all over the collar he currently wore, just missing the blue bow tie he wore regularly. It was a mess. And everyone knew Blueblood detested a mess.

Calmly, he put both his hooves down. One slid stealthily under the table, as the enraged commoner stared daggers at him, daring him to retaliate. The prince took a deep breath, and with one fluid motion, flipped the table on its side, the rim striking his assailant square in the face. He quickly set it back down. The pegasus had a goofy look on his face before stumbling and collapsing on his back. Blueblood looked over his dazed expression and gave a deep snort. Some ponies just had no sense of respect.

"Excuse me, Your Highness? Is zere something going on up here?"

Blueblood turned to see his waiter, unsurprisingly puzzled to see him standing over an unconscious stallion. He recovered quickly though.

"Uh no, no. Nothing happened here, but I really must be going." he said, throwing him a bag of bits and swiping his rag to pat himself dry with. As he descended the steps that would lead to the front desk, he caught himself wondering if he had gone too far in provoking that swine. He had practically been assaulted. But surely, he thought, There can't be too many ponies like that in Canterlot. Right?

When he finally reached the bottom of the stairs, he noticed several things about the clientele of the establishment. They had all gone deathly quiet. They were all wearing the same badge as the pony knocked out cold in the balcony. And the looks on their faces were undeniably murderous.

"Oh, bother." Blueblood groaned.

Author's Note

Snitch missed Applejack by a few minutes.

Sorry about delays. Gets hard to write sometimes.

As always, critique is encouraged.

Rarity's Totally Legit (And Not Crazy) Plan

"There she is!"

Twilight froze before she could sample the rose she'd been eyeing. The yell had come from the entrance of the Canterlot gardens. At it stood Rarity, flanked by several guards. Before she could react, one ran towards her, bended his head, and in one motion pushed her onto his back. Rarity then sped off back into the castle, with the guards in close pursuit.

"Rarity! What's going on?!" the princess shouted.

Her friend slowed down only long enough to say, "Do stay calm, dear. This is all for your own good." before running back to the head of the back. They ran through Canterlot's halls for five minutes, finally stopping at a large painting of Star swirl the Bearded.

"Open it!" Rarity barked. At her command, one guard, a pegasus, flew up to a chandelier hanging from the ceiling and took hold of it. He gave one swift tug, and the fixture dropped a foot down. The painting shuddered, then slid from its place on the wall, revealing a hole that led downwards into the castle. Rarity thrust a hoof in its direction. The guard carrying Twilight gave an understanding nod, and moved in front of it.

"Wait, stop! What!?" she asked, alarmed. The guard ignored her as he reared up and stamped down of the floor, sending his back half flying upwards. This flung Twilight off, sending her down the tunnel. Her screams could be heard all the way down.

"Thank you, darlings. You know what to do if...he comes along." Rarity told the her cohorts. They all saluted her as she climbed into the tunnel herself, and slid down after Twilight. The guard holding the chandelier released his grip, allowing the painting to slide back into place. They took quick glances at each other, then ran back to their stations.

Miss Rarity could take it from here.

Twilight's journey through the passage came to an abrupt halt in the form of a pile of hay. Getting up and shaking her head from the fall, she wondered where Rarity had sent her.

The room she was in was made of stone. It wasn't terribly large, but big enough for a decent-sized group. There was a table with various magazines, chairs, a radio currently playing static, and a blue cooler in one corner. Hanging on the opposite wall were a series of dartboards. Twilight huffed indignantly, seeing each held a member of royalty as an image. Celestia, Luna, and even Cadance all held their fair share of darts. She did note with a smile, though, that Blueblood had the most by far. She could only guess, since that particular board had so many darts the image was obscured entirely. Her board, she noticed, had but one one dart in it, which was reassuring. Even though it was lodged rather deep into her paper eye.

She noticed that besides the hole in the ceiling she had come down from, there were two other openings above her head. She was sure she could fly through one of them to get back into Canterlot. Flapping her wings to get ready for takeoff, she suddenly heard dainty grunts coming from the tunnel she had been thrown down. She turned just in time to see a white and purple blur crash into the hay bale she had landed in. Up from it sprang Rarity, who wasted no time in clearing her hair of straw and giving her a wide smile. One that was was missing a few teeth.

Rarity rushed up to her royal friend before she could question why.

"Oh Twilight, dear! Thank goodness we found you so quickly!" she said, holding Twilight's face in her hooves and sounding like she was on the verge of joyful tears.

"Just what did you need me for? And why did you need those guards?" Twilight asked, too used to Rarity's dramatics to be fazed by them.

"Oh, to protect you, dear! From that excuse for a pony, Blueblood!" Rarity said, leering at the very mention of the prince's name. "Those guards were oh, so generous as to tell me the location of this little hideaway. They even helped me sto- I mean, bring you here to keep you safe from him. There's no way he would find you here."

Twilight felt a severely strong urge to grab a nearby chair and beat herself with it.

"Rarity," she started slowly, "I do not need protection from Blueblood. In fact," She thought of her wings that had gone untouched for quite awhile. "I kind of need him at the moment."

"Oh no!" the white unicorn wailed. "He's already got a hold of you! I swear, Twilight, whatever sick, twisted things he's done to you, I will undo it."

Twilight sighed deeply. Maybe her friend would like a chair to the head instead. "Rarity, trust me." she said sadly, running a hoof over her wing and repressing a shudder, "You can't undo something like what he's done."

Her friend looked puzzled for a second, but suddenly covered her mouth with her hooves. "He...he.." she choked out uneasily, beginning to breathe heavily. She covered her entire face and shook her head, as though she'd received horrible news. Twilight could only stare in amazement at her acting. Oscar-level stuff.

She finally collected herself. She strode over to her friend and pulled her into a tight hug. She tried to speak in between sniffles.

"Twilight...I swear to you...I swear to both of you....that you don't have to go through this alone. I don't care what happens....me and the girls will make sure you have everything you need." There were actual tears in her eyes. Twilight couldn't fathom what she was going on about.

"But all that will have to wait. Because right now, I need to find Blueblood. SO I CAN SHOVE HOT DARNING NEEDLES DOWN HIS RANCID DI-!"
"Aaaaaaaaaugggggggh!

Rarity's declaration of violence was drowned out by a scream that rang from the tunnel opening above them. A large, white mass fell from it, landing on Rarity. It was a unicorn covered in scratches, bruises, a few burns, and some rather rude drawings.

"Blueblood!" Twilight shouted.

It was indeed the prince, who got up on stiff legs. Rarity got up from under him, and shook her head. Upon seeing Blueblood, her eyes grew wide. Then she leapt at him with a savage yell.

"You monster! You got my best friend pregnant with your spawn!" She began to strike at his side rapidly, strike after vicious strike. Blueblood looked at her blankly before pushing her back with one hoof. Even this didn't deter her assault, as she flailed her hooves uselessly in his direction.

"Well, I'm glad she's of consistent sanity at least." Blueblood grumbled. "I certainly hope your day has been as eventful as mine, Sparkle."

"I've been interrogated by my friends and thrown in a hole. Normal stuff for me, really." Twilight said flatly.

The prince scoffed. "I've been interrogated by my friends, grilled by your friends, forced to "perform" for both, assaulted by the citizens of Canterlot, chased into the same hole, and then attacked by my least favorite of your friends."

Twilight considered him for a moment, then giggled, which got a smirk on his face. Not the usual arrogant smirk that seemed to summon hooves (and more recently, angry mobs) directly towards his person, but an actual amused smile.

"Yes, I've gotten into my share of messes, but this one, not unlike my aunt, really takes the ca-OW!" he suddenly yelped. Rarity, tired of being ignored, had latched onto his arm and sunken her teeth into the prince's forearm. He reared up and swung his hoof around trying to dislodge her. "Ow, ow, ow! Release my royal hoof, you tarted! up! urchin!"

"Rarity, stop! Let him go!" Twilight yelled, quickly using her magic to tug her friend off. This proved fruitless, even as Blueblood pulled in the opposite direction. The fashion pony refused to detach herself. With a roar of pain, and more than a little frustration, Blueblood tore away Twilight, ran to the corner of the room, and began to beat his Rarity-equipped hoof against the static-spewing radio, changing the station with every hit.

Bam! The night I can't forge- Bam! -and One Trick Pony sings- Bam! -even trust the air you breath, cau- Bam! The new royal couple- Bam! -sightings of Chalicotherium reported today,

"Wait, wait! Go back a station!" Twilight shouted.

Bam! "If you all are just joining us, we here at Station 101.1 The Graze are honored to speak with the one and only Princess Cadance about the romantic tensions taking place in Canterlot's halls. We're very grateful to have you here, Princess." the host, Sweet Nothing, said softly.

"And I'm very grateful you could make time for me." Cadance's chipper voice responded.

"So, your highness," Sweet continued, "you say that you not only support the apparent union of Princess Twilight and Prince Blueblood, but that you actually thought they would hit it off well from the beginning?"

"Oh, yes! I knew my little brother would prefer a mare of real intelligence and substance, and I could think of no pony better suited than Twilight. Not only that, but not too long ago, I asked her what attributes she liked in a stallion. And based on what she told me, it's no wonder they hooked up! And I'm just so glad he's finally found a good mare."
"Interesting, interesting. Tell me, what do you have to say about reports that Blueblood himself has denied the relationship?"

Cadance chuckled. "Don't let Bb fool you with that act. He's just being shy about it! So adorable!"
"Yes, yes, quite so. And it looks like we have a caller. Caller, you're on The Graze, what's up?"

"Ah, yes. This is Time Turner." Cadance gasped

"The famous actor?"
"Yes, the one and the same."
"To what do we owe the pleasure, Turner?" Sweet asked.

"I'm here to say that I find the pairing of these two quite logical."
"How so? Quite a few are expressing some real disbelief at the fact."
"Well, Mr. Nothing, it's quite simple. Twilight has, in a few short years, burst through the ranks of Equestrian society to emerge as a princess. Blueblood has quite noble standings and ability as a member of the royal family, aside from all his pompousness. But a courtship with Miss Sparkle would mean an entirely new perspective cast on him and future endeavors. And personally, the princess can't do much better than Equestria's only prince."
"Whelp, you heard it here first, folks. Twilight Sparkle and Blueblood gets the Doctor Whooves Seal of approval."

"Although, I doubt BB is doing this for anything regarding status." Cadance grumbled.
"Of course, of course, Your Highness! I-I'm sure they do care for each other!" Turner stammered.

This got Sweet to chuckle deeply. "Yeah, that's what it's all about. And it looks like we have another caller. Second caller, you're on The Graze, you want to weigh in on this?"

"Uh, yeah, this is Scratch. And I think all three of you need your heads examined!" a very irate, female voice declared. "That prince is a jerk and isn't suited for anything but a shovel to the face!"

Cadance gave another audible gasp. "H-How could you say that about Bb?" she said, her voice shaky.

"Because Bb is a Big douche....Bag! And you know what, Doctor? She can do waaay better than that jerk!"

"Ma'am, please, there's no need to be hostile." Turner reasoned, trying to calm down the mare.

"Well Canterlot obviously doesn't agree. They chased his stuck-up ass through town earlier today."

"THEY WHAT!?" Cadance shrieked, causing many who were listening to jump.

"Uh huh, that's right, princess. They finally got tired of him and united against his dickery. Wouldn't be surprised if they ran him out of tow-"

There was a bang and a minor scuffle before they could hear Cadance's screaming.
"DON'T YOU EVER TALK ABOUT MY BROTHER LIKE THAT AGAIN, YOU LITTLE BITCH! YOU'RE NOT EVEN FIT TO HAVE HIS NAME GRACE YOUR FILTHY LIPS! AND WHATEVER SONS OF WHORES TRIED TO HURT HIM BETTER HOPE I DON'T FIND THEM, BECAUSE IF I DO I'M GOING TO STICK A BOLT RIGHT UP THEIR-!"
BAM!

Blueblood struck the radio one last time, finally turning it off and dislodging Rarity, who fell unconscious immediately.

His frown of displeasure could be matched only by Twilight's agape mouth.

Shining didn't need this. He really didn't.

Outside Canterlot's front gates, a large crowd had gathered. And boy were they pissed. They all held torches, hammers, and other tools menacingly. Their enthusiasm was to be admired, since it seemed several of them had already been in some fight. There were some limping and some bruised and clinging to consciousness, so the guards held them back easily.

He stepped up to them, being careful to stand behind his fellow guards.

"Everyone, will you please calm down!" he yelled over their ruckus. The noise did come down considerably. "Thank you. Now, what are you all here for?!"

"The prince! We want the Prince!" they called out.

"Prince? You're talking about Blueblood, right? What did he do this time?" Shining groaned.

He could hear a mare speak up from the back. "He's taking advantage of your sister!" The crowd cheered for her.

Shining cast a look back at the castle. "Oh, is he now?" he said, a dangerous tone in his voice. Another pony, a stallion closer to him, spoke next.

"And he's doing the same to her friends!" This caught Shining's attention, causing him to step closer.

"What are you talking about?"
"We believe he is manipulating Twilight to gain control over the other elements. The Bearer of Loyalty has already fallen to him! He must be stopped!"

The Captain of the Guard paused. He looked at the slew of angry ponies, all calling for the blood of royalty. He turned to one of his officers.

"Send them all home. This ends today."
"Yes, sir." the stallion responded as Shining retreated back into Canterlot Castle.

Author's Note

Next Chapter: The Showdown you've all been waiting for.

Shining V. Blueblood 2013!

PS. Comments are scientifically proven(somewhere) to improve my writing and your reading comprehension.

Shining Rolls for Initiative

Twilight and Blueblood were mostly silent as they followed the tunnel he had pointed out would take them directly into the throne room. Rarity was still out cold on the prince's back, an arrangement he would have whined about if the day hadn't been worse already. They simply walked, not even making eye contact with the other. Twilight decided to end it. Taking a deep breath, she asked,

"So...you really know these secret tunnels well?"
"Hm? Oh yes, I suppose I do. All the time I've lived here, I'd be disappointed if I didn't." Blueblood responded.

"Well, I've never heard of them before." Twilight said, huffing. This got a scoff out of the prince.
"Come now, Twilight. Surely you have some degree of curiosity. Why, I first found this tunnel when I was just a colt, playing on Auntie's throne."

The image conveyed brought a grin to Twilight's face as he continued.
"Yes, I recall her being out for the day and her guards mysteriously absent. I thought it a marvelous idea to explore the seat of power in our country. Never knew I'd figure out where all those guards had been lazing about. I even remember the time me and Cad-Oh, what is this doing here?"

The tunnel they were came to an end at a circular cut into the wall. Inside it was a stone platform imbedded in the ground. There was a switch to activate the device, and leaning underneath it was a sword held in a very ornate sheath. Pulling Rarity off his back and transferring her to Twilight's, he rushed over to the weapon and held it aloft. The handle had a single blue gem at its tip, its wrist guard of carefully crated silver. Removing it from its black casing encrusted with gold, Twilight could see the blade shimmering even in the low light of the tunnel. Blueblood gave it a few experimental swings, each of excellent form, before resheathing it and hanging it over his shoulder by the sash.

"This should be in my room! Who on earth had the nerve to put it down here? Does no one have any respect for other's property?! Why I-"

Rolling her eyes at his indignant rant, Twilight herded him onto the stone platform, flipping the switch inside. The stone beneath them rumbled, then began to gently ascend into the chamber's top. She peered upwards, and could see on it's ceiling a square slab of stone cut from the rest of it. As the platform slowed to a stop just above it, Twilight's horn lit up as she used her magic to push it. It gave way easily, and with a little difficulty carrying another pony, she climbed out of the underground at last. The prince followed her as his little tirade concluded.

"-and throw him or her right back into the dungeon! Oh, good, she's not here."

One look around her was enough to answer who 'she' and where 'here' was.

"This tunnel leads directly in front of Celestia's throne!?" she inquired loudly. Blocking the entrance behind them, the prince tried to shush her.

"Shhhh! Yes, yes it does. Keep it down, do you want everyone in Canterlot to hear you? Or Auntie herself?" he hissed.

Twilight winced before shaking her head. "Oh nononono, she can't know about this! Or any of what's happening!" she panicked, jostling the mare on her back. Now it was Blueblood's turn to roll his eyes.

"Twilight, please. She's not going to find out about this." he said as he approached the doors leading out of the room. "She's the kind of mare that won't recognize something like this until the reality of the situation smacks her right in the-"
Bam!

The door opened before he could touch it, hitting him square in the face. In the doorway stood a white unicorn stallion clad in purple with a very determined look on his face, which melted as he saw his little sister.

"Twily! Thank goodness! I've been hearing some real bogus rumors about you and-"

At that moment, the door creaked away, revealing the pony in question. He rubbed at his bruised muzzle, but upon seeing who caused it, he tried to creep slowly out of the room. He was spotted quickly.

"Blueblood! Ol' buddy, ol' pal,.....We need to talk. said Shining Armor, his voice giving way to a tone that suggested nothing but ill tidings. Nevertheless, he put on the fakest smile he could muster and followed Shining as he headed outside towards the courtyard. He shot a pleading look to Twilight as he did so. Thinking quickly, she carefully put Rarity down in the closest chair she could find and ran up to her brother's side.

"Wait, Shining! I swear, me and him aren't-"
"Twily, please!" he interrupted. "This is just between me and B. Just stay out if it." His sister looked hurt, but she stood back anyway.

As they entered the field turned orange by the setting sun, Twilight stood back on the stairs, watching them. Her brother faced the prince with a stern look, who himself was beginning to falter.

"Now, B. I know you think you're a big hit with the mares."
Compared to you, anyway, but go on. The prince thought.

"And I know you might feel compelled to talk a big game about your success with the ladies." he continued in a manner that suggested the words he inflected were less than believed.

"But I have to ask you to please, for all our sakes, keep my little sister out of it?"

Blueblood raised an eyebrow. "Keep her out of it?" he repeated.

"Yes, dude." The other unicorn urged. "I mean, you've got the whole city worked up over it! You even fooled Cadance into thinking you two have something! Just, don't go saying things about my sister, alright?" he said, beginning to turn away.

"Hold it right there, Armor." the prince said dangerously. "What makes you so sure I'm spreading rumors? And what makes you think they're just rumors?"

Shining turned back to him, holding a good-natured smile, but with a hint of anger evident.

"Because, I know you, and I know my sister, and I'm pretty certain that nothing you do to her would be worth bragging about."

Blueblood got a furious look about him, and looked around. Twilight was still watching, quite unaware of how the situation was progressing, but he also noticed that a steady stream of royal guards were congregating on the sidelines, spectating them as well. He gave a strong huff, and put on the grin that was the bane of those who knew him and those that thought they did.

"Well, I think Twilight would disagree with you."
"Why's that?" Shining asked, rage gradually building on his face.

"Because, Armor. Just over a week ago, Miss Sparkle made some quite similar assumptions. Do you know what happened a week later?"
"I don't know, B. What?"
"Me. Her. My bed! Face down! Ass up! Moaning my name!"

Every other pony listening in either gasped, or turned to Twilight, whose entire face was reddened by the outburst.

In a split second, Blueblood found himself on his back, his forehooves pinned, his sword removed, and Shining Armor punching him in the face. Each blow came down harshly, his face was pushed in a new direction every time, and the only thing he could hear above the sheer force behind them was Shining growling threats between thrusts.

"Don't!-you ever!-touch!-my!-sister!-again!"

His vision was obscured by the hoof hitting him, but Blueblood could still see the guards watching them. Just watching them. Not rushing to help, not raising any fuss, not even cheering for their captain. Just watching. With only the occasional mocking cringe.

Once again, Blueblood thought, even under the assault, Canterlot's wondrous and formidable Royal Guard prove utterly useless. Because they're idiots. Worthless idiots!

A toothy scowl crossed his face as he slowly rose up, the punches beginning to make him flinch less.

And they're idiots because they're picked, chosen, and trained by this bone-headed simpleton! He brought his forehooves in front of him, blocking Shining's next blow. To his brief surprise, there was a bright, purple energy field surrounding them. And I'll be damned if I let this lowborn moron get the better of me!

Shoving Shining's hoof aside, Blueblood swung it back, catching him in the jaw, then swinging it back and hitting him again. With a savage yell, he thrust them forward, hitting Shining in the chest and shoving him off. He tried to quickly jump to his feet, made difficult due to still being restrained by Shining's magic. the unicorn himself had recovered quickly from his counterattack and charged at him again. Ready for him, Blueblood raised the bright bubble over his head. Shining stopped in front of him, confused. Blueblood then brought his hooves down on his head savagely. The shield shattered with a sound like glass, and the bits flew away into nothingness.

This didn't halt Shining for long, however. he brought his head back up, barely missing the prince's, then through several punches to the prince's front. Undeterred, Blueblood rammed his shoulder in to the other stallion before following up with strikes of his own. They traded blow after blow, a punch there, a kick here, even abandoning hooves entirely to butt their heads together, like dueling rams.

Twilight saw every bit, and was shocked to witness it. She had never seen her brother fight so savagely, and had thought the prince without a violent bone in his body. She had always pegged him the cowardly type. So wrapped in the bewilderment and subsequent concern, she had yet to notice that the fight hadn't been broken up by the assembled guards. But when she did notice, she reacted immediately.

"WHY AREN'T ANY OF YOU STOPPING THEM!?" she bellowed. The guards present looked at her and back to the fight uneasily.
"I have requested they not intervene, Twilight." said a voice behind her. Whipping around, she came face-to-face with the Princess of the Night, Luna.

"But, but why!? she begged, "They're gonna kill each other!"
"I assure thee that I will step in if either of them are in real danger. But this fight must happen, Twilight. It will do both of them well to work out their aggressions now. Surely, you wouldn't want them doing this at, say, your wedding?"

Twilight's face dropped.

"Yes," Luna responded to her expression. "I am well aware that you have become quite taken with my grandson and I must say, I heartily approve of your courtship. And don't worry, I have yet to tell my sister of this news."

Twilight let go of a breath she had no idea she'd been holding. Luna chuckled and watched the fight with her. Blueblood had gotten the upper hand and was shoving Shining's face into the dirt, laughing heartily in triumph.

"Interestingly, I had planned long ago for such fights to be traditional in Equestria. I feel it gets rid of tension between friends and family quite easily. Pity my own stallion hadn't gotten his chance to partake. My sister would jump at the chance to face him. Not to mention I've found mares of this day and age can quite get quite....stimulated by the activity." she said, looking at Twilight knowingly. Twilight didn't understand until she felt the throbbing sensation at her back again. Blushing madly, she turned back to the fight.

Shining was back on top again, this time sitting on Blueblood's back, and pulling one of his back hooves backwards. Blueblood was clearly in pain, his face twisted and his front hooves scrambling for a foothold. All of a sudden, he touched something glinting in the grass, upon seeing it, his face lit up, and he sneered at the unicorn atop him. His horn began to glow, and from out of the grass came his sword, still covered by it's sheath. He brought the butt of it to the back of Shining's head, and when he turned around, he swung the weapon at him, getting him in the mouth hard enough for the prince to buck and dislodge him.

Blueblood got back on his hooves, his sword floating in his telekinetic grip, and a manic, but somehow elated look on his face. Slowly, he withdrew the sword from it's covering, and tossed the beautiful sheath onto the ground. His blade shined in the sunset's light, and he charged to engage the Captain of the Guard. He gave it a mighty swing for his head, only to find it blocked. Shining projected a single plate of magic to protect him. Pulling back, Blueblood swung again, only to be blocked once more. Again and again, Blueblood made as many thrusts, slashes, and stabs as he was able, only for each and every one to be blocked with Shining's magic. Finally, on one particular strong jab, Blueblood tugged at his sword, but this time, it would not budge. It cut through the barrier Shining had made, but was tightly gripping the blade. The unicorn smiled, and his eyes shut as the shield sputtered, then burst. The force of the magic sent the prince flying backwards.

He landed a short distance away, with his sword beside him. At first, he slumped, unmoving. Then he slowly rose to his hooves, and his sword rose with him. The sword began to shake, his magic beginning to glow brighter on it. He reared his head back, then swung it forward. His sword followed his movements, at the end being released and spinning, seemingly on its own volition, towards Shining. Thinking quickly, Shining erected a shield in front of him, ready to catch the sword. It struck his protection, but it did not stop moving, and simply kept spinning, striking the shield over and over, creating a sort of vile grinding noise and a shower of sparks.

Shining Armor concentrated on keeping the weapon at bay, but out of the corner of his eye, could see Blueblood, strolling over to him. When he was in full view, he could see he had inexplicably calmed down, and held a quite serene and controlled visage. While his eyes darted between him and the sword, Blueblood simply watched him struggle with mild interest. Sneering, he set his horn aglow. The sword sped up considerably, the sparks flying faster and the grinding of magic on magic deafening.

Shining began to sweat from the strain, when he could see his shield begin to crack. Fearfully, he decided to dive away from danger, abandoning his shield and letting it be destroyed. The sword struck the ground and stopped abruptly. Unfortunately for Shining Armor, the direction he had chosen to dive in led directly into the prince's outstretched hoof. He fell to the ground, panting, his energy spent. Blueblood walked over to him, pulling his sword out of the ground, and held it over him. He got a glare from the captain, full of venom. But the prince knew it was over. Turning, he walked back towards Twilight, who was on the edge of her seat, wings fully extended, and mouth agape in amazement. Luna was there as well, smiling softly at the clear winner of the fight. Blueblood began to smile back, but felt a sharp pain at the back of his head. He turned to see Shining, standing but weak, and levitating a trio of stones.

Blueblood dropped his sword. He stared at the defiant unicorn some yards away. He began to breath deeper, and more harshly. His eyes burned. The look he had on his face was now one of monstrous brutality. Shining dropped his stones and looked at him with fear. His eyes...they were changing. Their normally light blue areas were beginning to glow green, and a thin, purple mist was coming from their corners. Shining recalled in one minute, a great, black cloud in the north, that had come close to extinguishing him. In the next, he feared for his life again.

Blueblood starting advancing quickly, the same harrowing look about him. Shining casted a full body protection spell. the dome spread out before him just as Blueblood broke into a charge, lowering his horn. Seeing the barrier, his horn flashed, and Shining suddenly felt a great, horrible squeezing sensation on his mind. He clutched his head in pain, but stopped when he noticed something crucial. His shield was gone.

"BRAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHH!" Blueblood gave a great, unponylike roar as he as was upon his opponent. Shining could only brace himself as he was jabbed by Blueblood's horn. At first, he believe he had been stabbed, but looked down to see it was only hooked into his armor. It was hardly much relief, as Blueblood reared up, hoisting him into the air. He gave him an evil, teeth-filled smile. Which Shining could only return weakly.

Then, with a sound that was halfway between a fog horn and a muffled cannon blast, Blueblood shot Shining Armor off his horn with a burst of magic. The captain sailed high into the sky with a yell that became more and more distant till he was nothing but a twinkle in the sky.

Blueblood fell back to his hooves, and the dark energy faded from his eyes. His breathing was labored. He simply stared ahead, coming down from the adrenaline rush he had just expunged.

The two princesses now both had look of boundless surprise. Luna was the first to recover.

"Well. That was quite exciting." she kicked off from the stairs and walked to her grandson, with Twilight following in shocked silence. They moved in front of him, with his eyes darting in their direction the only means of knowing he registered them. "Prince Blueblood!" Luna spoke loudly, "You have proven yourself quite formidable! I declare you the winner of this stud match and hereby allow you to claim your mare as you see fit!"

"Claim his what?" Twilight asked. Luna didn't answer, but simply used a hoof to shove Twilight in Blueblood's direction. She was stopped when she bumped into his broad chest. His broad, dirty, muscular, sweaty chest. she caught herself thinking as she gazed into his own surprised eyes. The guy who just....beat my big brother. She closed her eyes and pursed her lips, giving in to the strange feeling that had grown in her since the fight started.

Blueblood just stared at her. Then held her closer as he moved towards her waiting mouth.

Author's Note

Originally, the prince called Shining 'Wrath Sponge' before charging.
I figured berserk screaming worked better.

And you tell me B wouldn't have this in his repertoire.