Rarity analyzed her work, searching for anything that might look out of place. Her hands ran over the dark blue coat, adorned with a rainbow lightning bolt and a cloud on the back of it. Carefully adjusting the long slim sleeves, and the matching dark blue pants. Her final step was tightening the neck tie she had made for the suit, complimenting the design with thin lines of purple and pink. She took a step back and grinned at a job well done.

Rainbow Dash wasn’t so amused. “What the hell did you put me in?” The two stood in Rarity’s room of the manor. When Twilight asked Rarity to design a uniform for the new driver, the butler was ecstatic and quickly went to work.

“It’s your uniform, dear. Custom made for your slim build and athletic physique,” Rarity replied, she turned around and grabbed a dark blue flat cap from a nearby table. “Hat or no hat? I think it would look dashing on you… no pun intended, dear.”

“No hat…” Rainbow growled, running her hand through her mane.

“You will need to look your best while you are transporting our Mistress, dear,” Rarity stated.

“Don’t call her ‘Mistress’, it’s sounds so lame. I bet the skank would agree with me,” Rainbow groaned, undoing the buttons of her coat and loosening the tie a bit. “I swear this thing was trying to kill me.

Rarity resisted the urge to slap Rainbow for calling their employer a ‘skank’ but instead glared at the new driver. “Our MISTRESS is the one who pays the bills and our pay checks, and I do recall that I have the power to fire you and send you into the streets like the street urchin that you are. So bite your tongue and do try to behave yourself,” she retorted. Redoing everything that Rainbow just undid.

“Jeez, do you worship Twilight’s purple cock or what?” Rainbow uttered in discomfort.

Twilight entered the room just then, curious as to how the two were doing. “Am I interrupting anything?”

“Yo, tell your slut that she needs to make her clothes in a way that doesn’t strangle me and that she doesn’t need to worship your ass by calling you ‘Mistress’ like a cock-loving whore,” Rainbow said. She felt her lips freeze over, unable to open them anyway.

“How dare you! You clearly have no eye for style or detail, and those manners. I feel sick being in your presence. Mistress, please tell your… ‘driver’ that the uniform is perfect and that she needs to watch her tone around me and yourself, like a good little pony,” Rarity scoffed, pleading to Twilight.

“Rarity, the uniform looks great but I will allow Rainbow to make small alterations to make herself comfortable in it, like loosening the tie, nothing drastic like removing the sleeves. And while it is late to say this, Rainbow is right about you not needing to call me ‘Mistress’, ‘Twilight’ is fine. But I suppose Miss Twilight would be fine for public appearances” Twilight said, she then turned to Rainbow Dash. “You need to watch your mouth. Since you are employed by me, your idiocy can affect not just me but everypony under this roof. I technically do have enough political standing to permanently change your name to ‘My Little Bitch’ in such a way that you’d have to become a citizen of the Griffon Mountains to change it back. Also, calling me Mistress is a butler thing apparently. If she isn’t calling me ‘Mistress’ or ‘Your Grace’ without any input as to what else she should call me, then she isn’t doing a good job and it would mean I had sex with Vinyl for no real reason other than sexual gratification.”

The two mares glanced at each other then back to the Duchess. “To make things simpler for both of you: Rainbow Dash, apologize to Rarity or you’re fired and I’ll have your stuff thrown into the street, regardless of what Vinyl told me about you. Rarity, while I love the look of the suit, I’d rather not have my driver die from suffocation, so don’t get on her case unless she rips holes in it,” Twilight ordered, removing the ice enchantment she placed on Rainbow.

“Sorry I called you a cock-loving whore,” Rainbow muttered, looking away from everyone in anger, trying to get feeling back in her lips.

“Apology accepted, and I suppose I could let you make some adjustments,” Rarity said, turning her view to Twilight. “May I ask why you are here, Ms. Twilight?”

“I came to introduce Rainbow Dash to the vehicles she’ll be driving,” Twilight stated, she noticed Rainbow’s eyes lighting up like a Hearth’s Warming Day candle.

“Did you say ‘cars’ as in more than one?” Rainbow asked, a smile forming on her lips.

“I do believe I did, come on,” Twilight said, gesturing Rainbow to follow her. Rarity followed along in the event that Twilight needed her assistance.

After a few minutes of walking, the trio reached the garage. The massive dome had a skylight that shone down onto a silver helicopter in the middle of the room, which itself was held aloft by a large and powerful looking power jack. Other than the chopper, there were a large motorcycle that was placed by the small door where the girls came in, a limousine that was on the far end of the garage, two sports cars, a jeep, and a Lamborghini that was parked at the front of all the vehicles. “My brother took most of them, even the jet, that jerk. But these will be your responsibility while you work for me,” Twilight said, giving Rainbow a soft smile.

“Holy… shit, I think I came,” Rainbow uttered, her face was blank with shock as she stepped forward. She examined each vehicle as carefully as Rarity was with her uniform, running her hand along the hood of the cars, testing the tires, feeling the grip of the motorcycle’s handles. “Yeah… I came.”

“I don’t think Rarity appreciates you having an orgasm in your uniform,” Twilight commented. Rarity was glaring daggers at the blue pegasus but remained silent.

“Do you have the keys to these babies?” Rainbow asked, ignoring Twilight’s remark. The purple mare gave a brief nod to Rarity, to which she sighed and tossed a set of keys to Rainbow Dash. “Sweet.”

“I trust you’ll be careful?” Rarity asked, venom dripping from her words.

“Yeah, yeah. It’ll be a snap,” Rainbow said, she opened the door and sat in the lamborghini. The Ursa Major leather seats gently caressing Rainbow’s back and rear as she got comfortable. “Oh sweet Harmony, these seats are the best. Either of you got a cigarette? I think I need one after this.”

“Rainbow,” Twilight called out. The blue pegasus turned to her boss, curious as to what she needed to say. “Go change your pants and get ready to depart. We’re going to Sparks’ Designs as I have a meeting with Hoity Toity about the company’s next issue. And it’ll be rather embarrassing for the CEO to be late to work.”

“Got it,” Rainbow exclaimed. She got out of the car and quickly ran to her room.

The pegasus’ speed surprised Rarity as she was pushed down by the very wind that followed the blue mare. “My word!” Rarity gasped, dusting herself before attempting to stand back up.

Twilight turned to help Rarity up and sighed. “As long as she doesn’t do anything stupid, everything should be fine…. right?”

~Dood~[/hr]

Luckily for Rainbow, Rarity had prepared a second (and third) set of dress pants for her in the event she got her current pair dirty. The happy pegasus sat in the red sports car of her employer, letting her body adjust to the feeling of real manticore fur of the red sports car gracing her back and butt. Twilight got in the back seat and put on her seat belt. “Well Miss Dash? Shall we?”

“R-right,” Rainbow stuttered, she caught her embarrassment and shook her head and went to give a witty retort. “I mean, give me a second, jeez.”

“You’ve been admiring the wheel and the seat for ten minutes,” Twilight stated, she leaned her elbow against the door of the car and rested her head in her hand, awaiting her driver to do her job.

Rainbow put the key in the ignition and turned it on, a shiver of excitement running down her spine when the engine roared to life. “That sounds awesome,” she cooed. Reaching for the stick, she set it to drive and pressed down the pedal.

Twilight was expecting a speed demon, but Rainbow drove rather professionally. While the Duchess never learned to drive, she knew enough to know what to do and Rainbow Dash was doing everything right. She went the speed limit, she shoulder checked and put the turn signal on when she turned a corner, she gave pedestrians the right of way. “Why do you look like a ghost? I’m driving fine, Aren’t I?”

Twilight shook her head in disbelief. “Actually, I was expecting you to run red lights, test the speed of my cars, and causes accidents while screaming at people.”

“Ha, shows what you know. I told you I was a safe driv- WHAT THE FUCK? That long thing by your hoof is a gas pedal, use it dumb ass!” Rainbow screamed, glaring at the small green car in front of her.

“At least I wasn’t completely wrong,” Twilight chuckled, reclining in the seat as Rainbow drove.

“Dude, the speed limit is sixty, not five. Who ever gave you your license should be butt fucked on the damn moon by Nightmare Moon’s horn, you fucking slut,” Rainbow screamed, the driver in front of her reached his arm out the window to flip the blue pegasus the bird. “Twilight, please tell me I can fuck this guy up.”

“No you can’t, I may govern this land but even I need to follow its rules. As do my employees,” Twilight stated, causing the blue mare to groan. “But he is a hazard on the road and we should do something.” Twilight snapped her fingers and the green car began to float high above the ground, allowing Rainbow Dash to drive under the jerk.

“Okay, that was sweet. Thank you for finally being awesome, boss,” Rainbow grinned, driving down the road at a leisurely pace.

Twilight gave a weak grin as she fought off a magically induced headache. “I won’t do it all the time, and I hope he didn’t have kids in that thing,” she uttered. She glanced back to see her victim land on the side of the road with a deflated tire.

“Fine by me, that was still cool,” Rainbow chuckled. They soon reached Sparks’ Designs, the security guard gave the blue pegasus a confused look, until he noticed his boss sitting in the back. He quickly raised the gate and gave a brief nod to Rainbow Dash.

They reached the door and waiting for them was Bonez. “What’s with the dog?” Rainbow asked.

“That’s Bonez, Prince Blueblood’s bodyguard. But I don’t know why he’s here though,” Twilight answered, stepping out of the vehicle. “Go do something productive for five hours, okay?”

“Whatever, later,” Rainbow said, rolling her eyes as she drove away.

Twilight turned to the Diamond Dog standing at the door. “Please tell me the Prince isn’t here.”

“He isn’t, Miss Trixie and the Prince are in an argument over the kind of breakfast cereal Princess Celestia would prefer this morning. I’m merely here to ask a favor,” Bonez stated.

Twilight raised a brow. “A favor?”

“Yes, there is a maid that works for the Prince that, much effort on my own part as well as some of the other maids, managed to help her keep to her oath of celibacy for the year she has been working for him. The Prince remembered this fact and began stalking her. Here.” Bonez handed Twilight a picture of a happy pink mare with poofy dark pink mane. Just like all of Blueblood’s maids, the pink girl only wore an apron that failed to cover the mare’s large chest, and emphasized her curved figure.

The sight caused Twilight to wipe away some drool from her mouth. “If she swore an oath of celibacy, why is she naked?”

“The apron is the uniform for all maids that work in Blueblood’s mansion. The Chefs wear something similar but they usually have something tasteless written on the front like ‘lick the chef’ or ‘rear entry only’,” Bonez answered.

“Well, that sucks for his hired help, but what do you want me to do about it?” Twilight asked.

“I have a letter of termination for Ms. Pinkemena, and my hopes is that you will hire her,” Bonez said.

“Why, because she’s a nice girl?”

“Her mother is a friend of my wife and she’s the babysitter I commonly hire for Roxy and Sasha. When the two wives found out that she is working for Blueblood as a maid… No pony or dog was pleased. The ladies tasked me to help her leave Prince Blueblood’s service. After some digging, I learned that you are in need of a chef and have more than enough funds to pay her,” Bonez explained.

“Wait, how did you find out about my living arrangements and my finances?” Twilight questioned, glaring at the grey mutt.

“Your Butler, Rarity was one of my sources, as was the previous Butler, Vinyl Scratch. As for your finances, I did a little bit of math on what Spark’s Designs itself made and went from there.” Bonez looked up at the lewd building and shook his head. “Your uncle has poor taste in architecture.”

“Well, I can’t change it yet. That costs a lot of money, especially if I’m about to hire some pink mare to be my chef. And why am I hiring a maid to be a chef?”

“Ms. Pinkemena has been our replacement chef for when the current chefs either become ill or about to become ill when the Prince demands their attention in his bedroom,” Bonez replied, walking back to his SUV.

“So, when can I expect her?” Twilight asked, glancing back at the picture of the pink mare.

“I will be dropping her off at your mansion an hour before you are done here, hopefully Ms. Rarity will have her integrated into your manor by then,” Bonez called out. He stepped in his vehicle and drove off, leaving Twilight with the picture.

Twilight gave the naked yet happy mare another look before smiling softly. “At least we won’t need to order take out anymore, or worry about choking on pepper.”

~Dood~[/hr]

Rainbow returned to the manor, and parked her car in the garage. She still had to unpack her stuff and smiled as she went searching for Rarity.

“Hey, help me move my shi…” Rainbow stopped when she saw Rarity placing a band-aid on an orange filly’s leg, while the white unicorn filly and dragon girl stared at her. “Stuff. Help me move my stuff after you finish patching the kid up, please and thank you, Rares.”

“Can’t you do it yourself? You have plenty of time before Mistress returns to get your things to your new lodgings,” Rarity retorted. She stood back up and gave a bemused look as the filly ran up to Rainbow Dash.

“Hey, Miss. Uhh… do you work here like Ms. Rarity?” the orange filly asked, her hands behind her back and blushing.

“Yeah, I’m the driver apparently. Just call me Rainbow Dash, kid,” Rainbow said, giving the kid a cocky grin.

“Okay, Rainbow Dash. I’m Scootaloo, a friend of Barb’s and Sweetie’s. Can I ask how you got so cool?”

“She ain’t cooler than Twilight, close but not enough!” Barb shouted, glaring at Scootaloo.

“Nuh uh, Rarity is pretty awesome too, she practically does everything anyways,” Sweetie added, pouting as the three got into an argument.

Rainbow shrugged and turned to walk away only to be stopped by a hand on her shoulder, she turned to see Rarity smiling like the cat who ate the canary. “I must admit, it was adorable of you to watch your language around children.”

“Shut up, Rainbow Dash doesn’t swear around kids. I got standards for,” She turned to see the kids still arguing over who was the coolest. “crying out loud.”

Rarity merely giggled. “Very well, let us help you get situated then.”

“Didn’t you just berate me for asking you?” Rainbow asked, puzzled by Rarity’s change of mind.

“While you were horrendous earlier, you are not a lost cause. I can see you improving here very much,” Rarity chuckled, walking out the room.

“You and Twi aren’t going to turn me into you, are you guys?” Rainbow asked, out of genuine concern for her own mental safety.

A phone rang in Rainbow’s pocket, demanding her attention. “Yo, what up?” Rainbow answered.

“Put Rarity on the phone,” said the voice, recognizing it as Twilight.

“Why the heck did you phone me?” Rainbow yelled, angered.

“Rarity doesn’t have a cell phone and I had a feeling that you would ask Rarity to help you move your things, just put her on,” Twilight ordered.

Rainbow rolled her eyes and handed her phone to Rarity. “It’s the ‘boss’,” she said, sarcasm etched into her tone.

“Hello, Mistress,” Rarity said, smiling calmly.

She heard Twilight sigh on the other end. “Didn’t the three of us have an argument earlier about what to call me? Twilight is fine, Rarity. Anyway, there is a mare coming by-”

“Yes, Miss Pinkemena Diane Pie. Mr. Bonez told me about this earlier in the day and asked me to prepare for her,” Rarity answered.

“Oh… That’s great, thanks! So yeah, make sure she has a room prepared. And tell Rainbow to be nice, this girl had to deal with Prince Blueblood for a year apparently,” Twilight stated. “I’ll be back in a few hours to check on things.”

“Of course, Twilight. I will have everything ready for her,” Rarity said, she hung up and passed the phone back to Rainbow Dash. “Change of plans, dear. I will need to set everything up for our new chef.”

“Our new what? Who usually cooked?” Rainbow asked, her eyes wide in surprise.

“Barb generally took over cooking, and ensured that the biggest and most hearty meals went to Twilight, until of course, Twilight noticed this and began splitting her food for myself and Sweetie Belle. But commonly we ordered food from some other places, because Barb… her love of pepper seasoning is only rivaled by her love for her sister,” Rarity explained, turning the corner and away from Rainbow’s room.

“Wait… no one knew how to cook? Why wasn’t she the top priority of people we need?” Rainbow asked, realizing that Rarity didn’t hear her. “Fucking unicorns! At least tell me the new girl is a pegasus. Hell, I can hang with an earther if I need to.”

~Dood~[/hr]

On the upper floor of Prince Blueblood’s mansion, there was a set of doors that were lined with gold and silver with a special blue wood that was enchanted to enhance the sound that left the room. In large gothic letters, the room was labeled ‘the Sex-narium’, the room Blueblood uses to have his way with his staff; only ponies that he lusted for or workers that did exceptionally well were allowed to mate with him in his master bedroom.

Inside was very spacious, a heart shaped bed was the centerpiece of the room with a dim red light above it. Many erotic novels lined the bookshelves that sat along the left wall, while the right side had various toys, chains, clothing made of leather and latex.

In the middle of the room was a pink mare with a poofy pink mane, hard at work cleaning the Sex-narium. Her tail wagged to and fro as she stuck her rump out. While she wasn’t a chubby mare, she was well curved with large breasts that would make most mares envious. Every so often her apron would bother both her nipples and she’d have to re-adjust to make herself more comfortable, she would be more comfortable wearing more than a apron but the Prince did say this is protocol, so who was the pink mare to argue with that?

She heard the door open and turned to see Prince Blueblood watching her, wearing his usual set of red robes and a smirk as his eyes traced her body. “Hello Mr. Blueblood! I’m almost done with the Sex-narium, just a few stubborn stains to deal with and it’ll be ready for whatever you plan on doing with it,” the pink mare exclaimed, giving her boss a big smile.

“Excellent, I knew I could count on you Pinkie. Not like these other wretches that pollute my air,” Blueblood said, stepping towards the kneeling mare. “I must say, is that a new apron? It looks splendid on you.”

Pinkie merely smiled. “Nope, this is the apron I’ve been wearing for the year I’ve been one of your maids, silly. Also, who’s polluting the air? We breathe that after all, you should tell them that fart jokes are only funny every once in a whole, once a day is my motto.”

Blueblood smiled and laid a hand on Pinkie’s head. “Well, it looks lovely on you, Pinkie. I believe it would look better with a nice string of pearls around your neck.”

“That’s funny, a lot of maids say you’ve given them pearl necklaces but I never see them. And they usually groan when they talk about it. I think they’re a nice gesture for working hard, especially since they are so expensive,” Pinkie said, surprised that her employer would give her such a gift for just doing her job.

“Don’t you fear, I have a… cheaper method of giving you a pearl necklace,” Blueblood cooed, undoing his robes.

Pinkie’s smile faded when she saw the Prince’s dick, hard and ready for her. “Why is it blue and purple? Shouldn’t it be white like your fur? Or maybe Black with some mottled tan spots?” She asked, she wanted to get away but Blueblood’s hand kept her head in place.

“Don’t mind the colours, some think it’s… exotic, now pucker up and get ready for your necklace,” Blueblood said, pulling Pinkie’s head closer to his cock.

“Sir, we have a emergency!” Bonez cried out from the open door.

“I’m busy, Bonez. What is it?” Blueblood growled, turning away from his maid. Pinkie took this chance to squirm away from her employer and hide behind the Diamond Dog at the door.

“Some of the lower class children have snuck into the mansion again, they’ve gotten into the kitchens,” Bonez exclaimed, trying to hide Pinkie better behind his massive paw.

“Street Rats!” Get them out, Bonez! Call the exterminators! EEKKK!” Blueblood squealed before passing out. He landed flat on his back with his robes open, causing both Bonez and Pinkie to cringe.

“Thank you Mr. Bonez, I thought for sure he was going to… make me touch that,” Pinkie uttered, hugging the Diamond Dog from behind.

“Of course, Ms. Pie. If you would please, follow me,” Bonez said, walking out the room and down the hall.

“Why? And what did Prince Blueblood mean by Pearl Necklace? I’ve heard of some of the others, but that one is new to me,” Pinkie asked, curiosity in her eyes.

“A Pearl Necklace is when a stallion or hermaphrodite lines the collar bone and neck of their mate with cum, making it look like a pearl necklace,” Bonez answered in his usual monotone voice.

The answer itself made Pinkie sick. “Ask a silly question…”

“Indeed, now Pinkie. I have a serious question for you,” Bonez said, turning to the pink mare. “Do you like working in Blueblood’s manor?”

“Kind of a hit or miss thing, Mr. Bonez. There are plenty of things I like, like how my room is super big, and how nice you and Mrs. Penny are to me, and the funny names that the Prince has for some of this rooms like ‘Sex-narium’ or ‘The Ten Hump Den’ or the ‘Blow Job Parlor’, that was a weird room,” Pinkie said, now thinking about the atrocities that were committed in that room with her serious face.

“Makes me glad Her Highness found the parlor and ordered its removal, or we’d have more nobles trying to use the Prince’s help,” Bonez commented, shaking his head. “What is it you don’t like?”

“The Prince was kinda creepy the last few months, like that time he ordered me to act natural while another maid took pictures of me taking a shower. Or that time he told me to bend over the railing to see if I could touch the chandelier, good thing I jumped to grab it or…” Pinkie shuddered at the thought of Blueblood’s true intentions that day. “or what happened like a minute ago in the Sex-narium.”

“The Prince is like that when he doesn’t get what he wants,” Bonez replied.

“Oh right, he was butthurt over the fact that the purple noblemare left before he could put his willy in her. She didn’t seem to like the Prince at all,” Pinkie uttered, sitting down on a nearby bench.

“The Prince doesn’t like her brother, and… let us say it lead to some disagreements, is that everything you dislike about working here?”

“A lot of the maids aren’t all that nice, like one of them tried to stick a rubber wee-wee in my vee-vee, but Mrs. Penny stopped her and told her to service the Prince for the week with HER vee-vee, and her mouth and bum. She REALLY didn’t like me after that. And all the other girls don’t seem to like me because you and Mrs. Penny don’t like me going to the Prince’s slumber parties, and then I found out what happened at those slumber parties and I can’t thank you enough for keeping me from going.”

“You’ve thanked me enough by helping me with my young ones,” Bonez remarked, giving a faint smile.

“So… why are you asking me if I like it here?” Pinkie asked, rocking back and forth on her bottom.

“I'll try and make this simple. You’re fired,” Bonez stated.

Pinkie stared at the Diamond Dog, her eyes wide in fear. “What? But… I… I live here. It may not be the best but… this is my home, Mr. Bonez. How could you?”

“Let me explain. Your mother and my wife recently found out that you have been working for the prince and asked me to… remove you from his employment.” He took out a envelope with Pinkie’s name on it. “This is your letter of termination, the moment the Prince sees this. You no longer work here.”

Pinkie still looked sad, lowering her head as Bonez explained. “But… I thought you and Mrs. Penny liked me, all my hard work and… I’m gone? Just like that? Just because Momma and Mrs. Yew don’t like me being here?”

“We do like you Pinkie, that’s why you are being fired. And transferred to a better place.”

“Wait, transferred? As in, I still have a job and home?” Pinkie’s smile slowly returned.

“Yes, sorry for beating around the bush like that. Mrs. Penny and I have discussed this and believe you would be better suited to work for the Duchess of Everfree, Ms. Twilight Sparkle.”

Pinkie’s ears twitched at the sound of that. “You mean the lady that blue-balled Mr. Blueblood?”

“Yes. I have already discussed it with Twilight herself and she is willing to hire you and give you a place to stay.”

“Oh boy! Is she nice? All I know is that she doesn’t like Blueblood, but she did think the maids were neat. Would my uniform be the same? Or am I completely naked this time? I don’t mind it, but aprons chaffe my nips super bad sometimes especially when you’re on your knees cleaning the floors and cleaning things naked seem unsanitary to me, don’t you think so?”

If he were able to, Bonez would roll his eyes. “As far as I am aware of, Twilight has her employees wear normal clothing, that cover sixty to eighty percent of a pony’s skin. And I wouldn’t know as I don’t wander around wearing only a apron.”

“I bet Mrs. Yew would love to see that,” Pinkie joked, trying to hold her giggles in.

“I’m not so sure about that, especially with our children around,” Bonez commented, leading Pinkie out of the mansion.

Outside she found Bonez’s SUV filled with her things, her party cannon strapped to the top of the vehicle. Next to the vehicle was a grey maned mare, unlike most of the maids, she wore nothing but a golden necklace and a smile. Despite her elderly face, her body was impeccably fit. Her large yet perky breasts slowly raised with her breaths while her hands covered her marehood, which hid between large child-bearing hips. “What are you doing out here, Mrs. Penny? Shouldn’t you be dealing with the kids that snuck into the place?”

Mrs. Penny merely chuckled. “You should know by now that we only use that excuse to incapacitate the Prince so we may do these things, and to keep a certain pony from breaking her oath.”

Pinkie chuckled in embarrassment when she remembered how many possible sex sessions were stopped by Bonez or Mrs. Penny claiming that there were kids from the streets in the Mansion. Each and every time, the Prince would go limp, scream and faint. “Right, sorry.”

“You have nothing to apologize for, child. All your things have been placed in Bonez’s car, I’m relieved to see you leave this horrid place,” Mrs. Penny said, reaching forward to hug the pink mare.

Pinkie happily accepted the hug. When the moment passed, the former maid had to ask. “Why don’t you two leave?”

“I owe a debt to the Prince’s family line,” Bonez stated.

“As do I, they took me in when I was a little girl and raised me like their own. Times like this, I wish Blueblood the third was still alive,” Mrs. Penny sighed, gazing towards the mansion.

“As do I, his wife is what created the monster we work for. But regrettably, it wouldn’t feel right for me to quit,” Bonez uttered, staring deep into the sky.

“What did Mr. Blueblood’s mommy do?” Pinkie asked in confusion.

“A story for another time, let us be off,” Bonez said, walking over to his SUV.

Pinkie gave the elder mare another big hug, a lone tear leaving her eye. “I’ll miss you, Mrs. Penny.”

“I’ll miss you too, dear. Be good for Twilight, and enjoy your life as you always do,” Mrs. Penny said, rubbing Pinkie’s back.

After the mares said their goodbyes, Pinkie hopped into Bonez’s vehicle. “So, let’s go!”

“Very well, but first,” Bonez said, turning to the pink mare. “Please go put on some clothes, we can’t have you meeting your employer and fellow co-workers wearing nothing but an apron.”

“I don’t have clothes, remember? The other maids burned them as a prank, and when you and Mrs. Penny got me some more, Blueblood accidentally urinated on them when he was drunk and we had to burn those for obvious reasons a week ago,” Pinkie replied.

“Very well, I think I have an old vest back here you can wear until we reach a clothing store,” Bonez said. He climbed out of his vehicle in search of Pinkie’s cure to her nudity.

~Dood~[/hr]

Rainbow had managed to get her things in her room and decided to reward herself with some TV. Twilight has yet to give her the location of the porn stash and there were kids around so Rainbow can’t reward herself properly yet.

“Four hundred channels and it’s all cartoon crap, talk show crap, and news crap. This is going to drag on forever,” Rainbow uttered. Looking through the guide to find something she might enjoy and failing to do so.

She was soon found by Rarity, her expressionless face made it impossible to determine what she was thinking. “Don’t you have our employer to get from work?”

“Not for another thirty minutes,” Rainbow answered, continuing her channel-related journey. “Would that be all?”

“I would much rather you not be here when Ms. Pie arrives. Before Vinyl left, she notified me of your… interests in mares, and considering she worked under Prince Blueblood, others being interested in her body is not something I’d like to subject her,” Rarity explained, turning to leave.

“Then you better make sure me and her don’t meet ever, otherwise she’ll be warming my bed every night when she’s not cooking. Does girl cum wash out of Ursa Major Leather? I kinda wanna find out now,” Rainbow said with a cocky grin.

“You are already on thin ice with myself and Twilight, don’t test it,” Rarity warned. Rainbow turned off the television and began following Rarity. “Could you do something that doesn’t involve following me?”

“I’m going to rebel and see the new chick, even if I don’t get a new fuckbuddy I might actually have someone to talk to that isn’t a total bitch,” Rainbow muttered, glaring at the butler.

“Why did Twilight hire you?” Rarity asked as she opened the doors.

They heard the intercom buzz with life, unfortunately for Rarity, Rainbow answered it. “What do you want?”

“Open the door, I have your new chef,” said the calm yet very deep voice. The sound confused Rainbow greatly.

“It’s Mr. Bonez, open the gates for him,” Rarity scolded. Rainbow fumbled with the controls for a moment until she hit the green button.

The two mares saw the black SUV roll forward, rather dumbfounded by why the vehicle would have a cannon strapped to the roof. As it stopped at the stairs, a pink mare bounced out, wearing a blue skirt and a bright yellow blouse, she skipped to the back and grabbed several bags, two in each hand and one bouncing in her mane. The large Diamond Dog from earlier managed to grab what was left as well as the cannon as he stomped up the stairs.

The pink mare suddenly popped up into Rarity and Rainbow’s view, surprising both mares. “Hi, I’m Pinkie Pie. I’m super happy to meet you, neither of you look like the mare that walked away from Mr. Blueblood when he wanted to have sex with her. Where is she? Is she at work, that was rude of me. Sorry! Anyways, what’s your names?” She said, smiling happily.

Rarity was taken back but quickly regain composure. “I am Rarity, I’ll be conducting your interview in place of my mistress. If you would follow me, Ms. Pie,” she said, walking back into the manor.

Pinkie smiled, but her ear twitched, alerting her to the leering pegasus next to her. “Hey, I’m Rainbow Dash. How are ya?”

“I’m doing super, thanks for asking. Rainbow Dash is kinda a mouthful, I think Dashie would be a great nickname for you, don’t ya think?” Pinkie greeted, smiling at the rainbow-maned pegasus.

“There is a reason why my name is a mouthful, if you wanna find out later,” Dash said, her hand gripping Pinkie’s hips.

Pinkie noticed this and gave an uneasy smile. “Sorry, but… I think I should get situated first, if that’s cool with you. Because you seem like a cool pony, and giving me time to get a better feel for my new home is a pretty cool thing, right?”

“Of course, I don’t like rushing things too much. I’m three doors down the hall to the left, if you want some company for the night,” Rainbow cooed. As her hand left Pinkie’s backside, she gave the pink mare a quick squeeze, causing her to cry out in surprise.

Bonez noticed this and let out a loud cough. “Miss Dash was it? Please refrain from your actions and respect Ms. Pie’s celibacy.”

“She’s celibate? With that body? What a waste, we could have had so much fun,” Rainbow groaned, still smirking as she watched Pinkie’s ass.

“The Prince seemed to think so as well, now… please keep your advances away from Pinkie or else,” Bonez warned.

“Or else what? I can kick your ass,” Dash said, shooting a cocky glare at the Diamond Dog.

“Nuh Uh! One time I saw Mr. Bonez pull off a Germane suplex on the Dragon Ambassador for trying to light the Prince’s tail on fire, Princess Celestia had to explain to the King of Dragons why one of his councilmen were returning home in a body cast,” Pinkie added.

“Don’t say things like that… at least without pointing out the damages he inflicted to me as well,” Bonez commented.

“Pssh, your right leg was broken and you had to wear a neck brace for a few months, and it took forever for your fur to grow back. You still knocked punks to the ground with your good arm, except that one guy who hit you in the head with a chair. Then the guards came and threw him in jail and they bought you a drink, that was nice of them,” Pinkie giggled.

“That’s all very nice, but we are nearly there, Pinkie,” Rarity called out, continuing her pace.

“So you fight? How though? Wrestling?” Rainbow asked, now curious about the hulking male.

“Mostly boxing, but I have some skill in classical wrestling,” Bonez remarked.

“I… know a little bit of judo, and I took four years of Hapkido. Hey Rarity, you know if Twilight knows any fighting styles?” Rainbow called out.

“Not a clue. ask Barb,” Rarity stated.

“Twilight doesn’t know any fighting styles because she focused on her Spellcraft, she did try Tae-kwon-do for a day, but she broke her arm when she tripped and fell on her and Shiny’s instructor,” Barb answered, appearing out of no where.

“Sweet Harmony, where did you come from?” Rainbow gasped, jumping back.

“When anything Twilight related is being discussed, I’m there to protect her name,” Barb uttered, glaring at the pegasus.

“Oh, a dragon!” Pinkie exclaimed, grabbing Barb’s cheeks and pinching them. “I always wanted to meet one but I never get the chance! Your scales is soo tough, it’s hard to pinch them you know? but you have SUCH a soft underbelly, do all dragons have a soft underbelly? Maybe not the guy dragons because some mares think it’s romantic to be held by a guy dragon, do you think so? I’d like to experience it one day, but I heard Dragons are super greedy so he may not let go and that would be Bad News Bears for me. As for fighting style… I know the Fist of the Seven Stars, do you know a fighting style? I wonder why so many of us have fighting styles, are we going to be in a game or is there going to be bad guys we’ll have to beat up? Mr. Bonez is Prince’s Bodyguard so would that mean that we might have to fight Mr. Bonez if Prince tries to seduce one of us with his weird purple and blue wee-wee? Why does the Prince have a blue and purple wee-wee? I never got a answer to that because the Prince wanted me to suck on his willy at the time and then the street rats thing came up. Where was I? Oh right, what’s it like to be a dragon? Is it awesome or is it AWESOME?”

Barb, Rainbow, and Rarity stopped to stare at the strange mare, trying to process her words. “She’s like that in new locales, may we continue?” Bonez uttered, beginning to feel the full weight of his burden.

“Of course, apologies,” Rarity said, walking forward quickly, stopping at one of the doors at the end of the hall. “This will be your room, Pinkie dear.”

“Cool beans!” Pinkie exclaimed, walking into her room, her smile faltering very slightly. “This… isn’t as big as my old room in Prince’s Mansion, but it’s so cozy looking.”

“Twilight’s mansion is smaller than the Prince’s, but it should be safer here than there,” Bonez stated.

“Oh I know that, silly. I think my biggest danger is Rainbow Dash since she acts a little like the Prince, but I know Rarity will have my back… right? You’ll help me keep my oath?” Pinkie asked, holding Rarity’s dress.

“I’m sure our Mistress will be doing more of that then myself, but I will try to make an effort to defend you from our driver,” Rarity chimed, only to hear Rainbow blow raspberries at her. “Speaking of which, don’t you have a purple mare to retrieve from Sparks’ Designs?”

“Whatever… later,” Rainbow uttered, leaving the mares and Bonez alone.

Bonez placed his burden on the floor and stretched his back. “I must return to the Prince as well, he may awaken soon and he believes that if I leave him alone for too long, assassins will attack him.”

“Okie Dokie Lokie! Thanks… for everything, Mr. Bonez,” Pinkie said, running over to hug the Diamond Dog.

Bonez patted the pink girl on the back, giving a small smile. When Pinkie broke the hug, the grey dog turned and left.

Rarity walked up to the chef and patted her on the back. “Don’t worry darling. Everything will be fine, you’ll see. I’ll let you get settled, then I’ll show you to the kitchens.”

“Thanks, Ms. Rarity. I hope we’ll all have fun here. Between you and me, no fun can be had if we have a gloomy gus bringing the mood down,” Pinkie giggled. Rarity let out a soft chuckle as she left.

Pinkie soon found that only Barb was left. “There is one rule in this house: Don’t touch my sister.”

Despite Barb’s seriousness, Pinkie merely chuckled. “Oh silly, I’m celibate! No sex until the wedding for this pony!”

“Oh, well. I’ll see you later, Pinkie!” Barb exclaimed, suspiciously walking out the room. She turned her head back to shoot a cautious look at the pink mare.

When Pinkie was sure Barb walked out the room, she frowned and shook her head. “Ugh, Incest… we meet again.”

~Dood~[/hr]

Twilight and Rainbow were walking down the hall. Rainbow remained passive while Twilight seemed rather annoyed, further ways down was Rarity, giving her mistress a bow. “Welcome back Twilight, may I ask how your day was?”

“The stallions of the office section of my building are perverts, someone drilled six holes in my office and every hour they had penises sticking out of them. I managed to catch one and last time I saw him, he was packing up his desk. I would LOVE to know why the lingerie models are better behaved than the office ponies,” Twilight grumbled, walking past Rarity.

“I… I’m sorry to hear that, Twilight. Maybe now your staff will now know that such things will not be tolerated in the workplace,” Rarity said, frowning slightly.

“That is why I’d rather bang mares, most stallions are jerkwads and perverts,” Rainbow commented.

“Surely not all stallions, what of that nice red stallion model we met when we talked to Photo Finish?” Rarity asked, hope in her eyes.

“Big Mcintosh? He’s okay, he keeps to himself though and I’m not that interested in him,” Twilight uttered.

“What about Ms. Centerfold of last month’s issue?”

“Fleur de Lis, she likes swimming, poetry, and crepes. Forty-two, twenty-eight, and thirty-eight. She is bisexual and her favorite sexual position is doggy-style, but only if the pony behind her is fondling her breasts while they have sex,” Twilight stated. She blinked and noticed Rainbow’s hand in the air.

“For that, you deserve it, Boss,” Rainbow said, her eyes wide with a coy smile. Twilight gave a weak smile and gave her driver a high five.

“It appears, mares are just as bad,” Rarity uttered under her breath.

“What was that, Rarity?” Twilight asked.

“Nothing, Miss. Shall we meet your new chef?” Rarity asked, shaking off Twilight’s glare.

They reached the kitchen and found Pinkie making dinner while orchestrating a musical with the pots and pans. “Whee! This place has so much rhythm!”

Twilight grimaced slightly, but quickly walked forward with a smile. “Hello Pinkemena, My name is-” She was interrupted by a pink blur stopping a few inches away from her.

“Hi Twilight, you can call me Pinkie Pie or Pinkie for short or Pinks for shorter, Pee is kinda gross so don’t call me that. The kitchen may be smaller but there is SO MUCH ROOM to do things in. Prince Blueblood’s kitchen had like everything so cluttered and it was awkward but this feels so free! Where are my manners?” Pinkie exclaimed, she first took Twilight’s lips with her fingers and inspected Twilight’s gums. “Nice and healthy here.” She then feeling the purple mare’s biceps. “Kinda boney here, you don’t work out much, do you?” She then held Twilight up with one hand while lifting one of her hooves. “This looks like a good right hoof, nice and strangely, perfectly pedicured.” She finally slapped Twilight’s butt and squeezed, causing the duchess to let out a screech. “Your butt is decently toned but that surprise screech was nice and hearty, could you excuse me for a second?”

Rainbow was trying to keep herself from laughing while Rarity stood baffled by what Pinkie just did to Twilight. Said mare became rather confused with anger slowly rising in her gut. “What was all th-” She was interrupted by a pink finger pressed up to her lips.

“Shh, I need quiet for this last bit,” Pinkie cooed, she ran to the window and looked to the night sky searching for something. Appearing to find what she was looking for, she dashed forward and brought Twilight into a big hug, forcing the purple mare’s head into her breasts. “Yay, we’ll be bestest of friends. Aren’t you excited?”

“How… did you figure that, Pinks?” Rainbow Dash said, holding back her snickering.

“Well, if you look outside. The Little Dipper is above the Big Dipper and EVERYONE knows that means that the momma bear is letting the baby bear play, which means that Twilight is a cool gal!” Pinkie exclaimed, sticking her thumb up at Rainbow Dash.

Rarity stepped to the window out of curiosity. “What would it mean if the Big Dipper was above the Little Dipper?”

“That means the mommy bear is protective of her cub… and that me and Twilight are going to be the worst of enemies and I should start poisoning her food. but the cub is playing so sweets for everypony!” Pinkie cheered, confetti raining from above.

Twilight was rather disconcerted by the idea of her cook poisoning her based on constellations. “Well… Pinkie, as terrifying as that was. We’re… glad you could join us, how was the interview, Rarity?”

“Interview? But I thought she was hired like that? She had all her things here already and… heh, apologies Mistress,” Rarity said, chuckling awkwardly, causing Twilight to stare at her butler with a disappointed face.

“Mr. Bonez said I was hired because he and Mrs. Penny didn’t like me working at Prince Blueblood’s place because of my-”

“Your oath of celibacy, I am aware of that. I’ll have a chat with Bonez later about your credentials, just keep doing what you're doing, I guess?” Twilight said, walking out of the room.

With Twilight gone; Pinkie quietly slid next to Rainbow and Rarity, spooking both mares out a bit. “What’s the deal with Twilight and that dragon girl?” She asked, with a rather dark tone.

“Uhh, I just know Barb is protective of the boss,” Rainbow uttered, unsure with how to answer that question.

“They are in a one-sided incestual relationship, Pinkie. One sided in the way that Miss Twilight would rather have her sister fraternizing with others instead of seeking her company,” Rarity explained.

“Okie. Dokie. Lokie,” Pinkie said slowly, sliding away and back to her cooking.

“Was that super creepy to you?” Rainbow asked.

“The part where she just slid across the floor without moving her legs or the part where she seems interested in the relationship between our mutual employer and her sister?” Rarity replied.

“Both?” Rainbow added. The two left the now happy mare alone to her devices.

~Dood~[/hr]

“Auntie!” Blueblood called out, marching to Princess Celestia, wearing his royal attire which consisted of blue dress pants with a golden trim along the legs, and a white coat with various badges pinned to it. “Auntie!” Bonez tried to follow but remained a few feet behind the prince.

Celestia, the Princess of Equestria, strode out of her room with a mane that flowed in a unknown wind in a beautiful blue, pink, and green colours. Her white fur, pristine and groomed to perfection. Her tiara resting on her long horn delicately yet very stable. Her large wings flexed behind her, as her white vestments dragged across the room, showing off her large bust.“What ails you, my nephew?”

“I demand that you punish the Duchess of Everfree! She stole one of my maids!” Blueblood bellowed.

Celestia was slightly confused, but her soft smile masked it. “Explain, if you will.”

“She forged a false letter of termination WITH MY SIGNATURE, and gave it to Bonez and Bronze Penny. How dare she take my virgin!” He roared, stomping his hooves down like a spoiled child.

“Will you shut up, Blueballs?” said a voice far behind Celestia, a blue unicorn wearing a thick nightgown, she glared at the Prince with sleepy eyes, blowing a strand of silver hair out of her face. “I need my beauty sleep as I must awaken early to temper my skills.”

“Silence harlot! Your ‘beauty sleep’ is a trivial matter compared to MY problem, and MY problem requires the Princess to banish Twilight Sparkle to the moon for taking my virgin maid,” Blueblood ordered, staring at his aunt as if he was her superior.

“Bonez, you have some rationality. Could you explain?” Celestia asked.

“Ms. Pinkemena Diane Pie’s occupation as ‘Maid’ was terminated earlier today. She was then hired by Duchess Twilight Sparkle as ‘Chef’, her documents of termination, your majesty,” Bonez explained, handing Princess Celestia a few papers.

“Don’t trust those Auntie! Who knows what that witch has done to them. After all, I would have remembered signing such a ridiculous thing,” Blueblood scoffed, turning his head in disgust.

“Didn’t you call her a beautiful flower a week ago?” Bonez asked, curiously.

“That was before I learned she is a maid-stealing witch, I bet she’s tasting that sweet pink nec- I mean, vandalizing Miss Pie at this very moment,” Blueblood coughed.

“So you fear that someone else will take your maid’s virginity? It’s about time you learned that not everything can be yours,” the blue mare laughed.

“Will the Flat and Tasteless Trixie please shut her trap?” Blueblood yelled, glaring at the blue mare.

“How dare you! Trixie is still growing there, and she is not tasteless!” Trixie retorted.

“Calm down, my little ponies. Let’s not get excited now, and Blueblood… this is your signature,” Celestia said, handing the papers to Blueblood, who searched it for any imperfection found on the offending scraps.

“Aha! This tittle is off center! I’d never make that mistake!” Blueblood proclaimed.

“You do that on purpose to throw off low class criminals that try to steal your credit cards, Your Highness. You try to ensure that every bank teller in Equestria knows this fact so that no one steals your identity,” Bonez stated, only to be barraged by a series of Blueblood’s weak slaps to the chest.

“You are indeed a moron, Blueballs. You thought your own handwriting was a mistake, there is hope for you yet,” Trixie laughed, kneeling down as she giggled relentlessly.

“Silence whore! Don’t you have several guards awaiting your return to bed so they may stuff that black hole you call a vagina!” Blueblood snarled, glaring at the laughing mare.

“Pfft, you think Trixie let these lesser males mount Trixie? I have my sights on better stallions. King Sombra of the Crystal Kingdom, Sir Shining Armor, or even Lord Fancy Pants of Las Pegasus. I must admit, your mutt has caught my eye a few times,” Trixie cooed, winking at Bonez.

“Forgive me Miss Trixie, but I am married… and I prefer my woman to have more… meat on their bones, but I’m sure any male you choose will be fortunate to have you by their side,” Bonez said.

Princess Celestia kept her smile but slowly shook her head. “My little ponies, and loyal diamond dog. May we stop yelling in the middle of the hallway? Ponies need their rest after all,” Celestia asked, calming Blueblood and Trixie down.

“Very well, Princess. I shall return to my room and await your lessons on the morrow,” Trixie said, bowing with her arms stretched apart and hooves crossed before leaving.

“But Auntie… what about Twilight Sparkle? She stole my maid…” Blueblood whined, on the verge of tears.

He felt his Aunt’s hand cupping his cheek. “If it will please you, I shall send someone to check on your missing maid, and if she is being used by Twilight Sparkle, we’ll have her relocated back into your care. Otherwise, she will stay as the Duchess’ chef.”

“Very well, Auntie. Bonez! We need to plan our next move,” Blueblood uttered, motioning his bodyguard to follow. Bonez gave the Princess one last look before hurrying to follow his employer.

Celestia smiled and re-entered her office. A large dark blue room with a roaring fireplace, and purple silk couch that adorned the center. A tall window stood opposite to the fireplace and nestled against the corner was several bookshelves and a desk. Celestia sat down at her desk and took out a mirror.

The mirror itself didn’t show her reflection, instead it showed her the events that transpired eighteen years ago, the explosion that shook Canterlot, the appearance of a strange long necked dragon, and the purple filly dressed in a knee-high skirt and white blouse that stood in the center of the chaos, her eyes glowing white while her mother held her tightly. “Congratulations Twilight, and I wish you luck on your future. You may need it with the upcoming events.”

Author's Note

Huzzah, new chappie, dood.

Thanks to everyone that l;ooked over this story, including neobrony7, Wrabbit, Peppy GreySkull, and Blaze3713

I'm not going to work on the next chapter until I finish Minuette and the Alpha chapter, by the by, dood.

Also... I'm trying to decide on making the next chapter world building (Like Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle ask Barb for help and they get tutored about all the races and who Ponies evolved to being human-shaped, dood) But I'm not sure a lot would like where I'm going with that. Or a Fluttershy chapter where she asks Twilight to the Wonderbolts show as a friend thing but Rainbow Dash tags along, dood.... Or somehow do both, I guess, dood?

Also.... I updated the Twishy sex scene of Chapter 15 so I hope you enjoy that.... it's near the end if you don't want to read all of it and wanna skip to the good bits, dood.

If you find any problems, could ya PM me, dood? As much as I appreciate help in the comments, it can be a bit jarring to hunt for them in the comments section and just leave it there for others to see and go 'this guy sucks at the english language' and hits the back space for that reason and not for the clop or the futa or the awkward incest.... or Blueblood, dood.

EDIT: God dammit, dood. I'm sorry about the random Chapter 15 and ignored everyone talking about it. I thought you all meant what was in the author's notes not what was at the very bottom of the story, dood.