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my editor recently had to resign because of problems but I don't want the story to stagnate so I'm uploading the unedited chapters until a new editor can be found sorry about that

Log16, morning glow

Waking up hurt, and was fuzzy on top of it as far as I could remember taking that stuff and well bucking (to put it nicely) I felt different, rolling out of the massive bed I headed into the bathroom to look in the mirror only to find there was no mirror so that was disappointing a loud knock on the door made my head hurt trotting over Sunny had let herself in and was taking steps around anything she saw
"so I take it your head hurts?" I nodded "and nightlight is asleep" looking over I could see her on the bed curled up so I nodded again "and she has been fucked to the point of your relationship advancing?" All I gave her was a stern look my head hurt too much to deal with her right now. Half pushing half simply falling over myself i managed to get Sunny out of the room and get the door shut. Trotting around for a few minutes I started to wonder what had really happened, life in the stable while very open socially was very quiet about what happens behind closed doors it was, normal enough for ponies’ in relationships had sex to reproduce and some according to the books in sex education used some medicines to help and prevent reproduction. But being out here in the wasteland all that seemed to be worthless ponies out here lived how they wanted to live I remembered how Boom talked about her parents they seemed to just have sex for the fun of it since she never mentioned any other members of family.
I picked up the inhaler this was something we didn’t have in the stable this stuff I inhaled why would she give this to me the harder I thought on it the more my head hurt recalling the night wasn’t helping, I just did trying to recall anything after inhaling the stuff I seemed to have just acted without focus, this was a new world to me for a good few months now I’ve travelled out here but I always had Boom to help explain why it was like that, I just felt lost I have no idea how relationships work out here, I have no idea what I took last night and I have no idea what to do about it. Nightlight on the other hoof she understands it, asking her would seem stupid but i had to just shake this feeling off me. giving her a soft push I eventually got Nightlight to wait up giving me a soft smile I smiled back and sat on the bed “Hey, was what we did last night was great it was defiantly something new” (Wow this is hard to say) “back in the stable it’s more something we don’t talk about afterwards” I started to rock the inhaler back and forth with my hoof seeing this she sat up sliding over too me
“if something is wrong you can ask me I know it’s hard being a stable pony but out here we at least try to express ourselves so what’s wrong “ looking at her my head still hurt but if I was going to ask I should now
“Last night I don’t know why I acted like that I think after I inhaled this stuff it seemed….” Nightlight moved closer and put on a face that looked like she couldn’t understand a word of what I said so I just blurted out “Is this stuff normally what ponies use to have intercourse out here?” I gritted my teeth and braced for her reaction.
“Of course it is” Her smile brightened and rapped her hooves around my neck placing a kiss on my cheek “life in the wasteland for ponies is hell drugs like this help us enjoy what little pleasure is left in the world” then following another quick kiss “Everypony wants to forget that the world around us is a wasteland of shit stuff like that helps sure mines a little different to some but just for that time you can forget the worries and focus on the pleasures of being with somepony but let’s keep this between us Stitch or Boomageton would just complain that we are wasting supplies think of it like our own erotic secret” giving me a quick lick (which is both odd and strangely pleasant) she got up and headed for the door “come on unlike you” with a quick wink “I have to feed two mouths”.
Breakfast was for no better term awful the royals seemed to be quite stuck up Sunny was taking the status of a higher class pony to an extreme, Stitch was stuck in the royals medical centre because according to him a good stable doctor is hard to come by but with Torchlight and Boom still outside the walls that leaves me and Nightlight sitting here getting glares from the guards. The fruit was not well cooked despite how it was prepared the menu said it was ‘lightly fried’ but it’s clearly not been giving a good fry at all, flipping through the pages of my copy of ‘Dragons guild to wasteland cooking’ I found the part on frying, the oil used according to this came from the ruins themselves and was a massively used product before the war, I flicked on to find the recipe for fried fruits and it was for the most part easy to do, half a pan of oil to every four pieces of fruit between us we had about nine and while some where nice a fare few looked half done. Deciding not to focus on it I pulled out my ‘future pony today’ magazine the articles ranged from reports of the advancements of the ministry of war time technology to simple stuff like a new firmware upgrade for a terminal system nothing really caught my eye until I came across the picture off the cover, a suit of magical armour the picture was of a battlefield with zebras fleeing in droves with the worlds ‘Steel rangers fighting for you’ in bold text above it the article itself was a letdown most of it was just how this new suit of armour was going to change the war but there was nothing actually about the suit in it which I found a shame. Before I had a chance to complain about the fruit to Nightlight one of the guards approached us with a piece of paper rapped in his magic “you are hereby summoned to council with his majesty King Leonheart” the paper was dropped on the table and the guard left unrolling it the note itself was little more than a time sheet saying it was after ‘late noon’ despite having a clock in my PipBuck it was not set for wasteland time so I had no clue when ‘late noon’ was but considering it was still breakfast I felt we had time.

The King Leonheart was to put it simply what I would imagine the royal sisters to be if they were stallions and lacked wings, Sunny thankfully found us around ‘mid noon’ and brought us to the meeting hall the place was massive with guards dressed in gold armour as high as the top floors Stitch was more than focused on our backs and kept glancing at the door, the king kept an eye on Sunny who in turn looked at him dead pan “lady Sunny you stand here before us as part of a group who we recently hired to remove raiders from the many plazas around Tottinghame” those words struck me as dangerous what’s more these were the people who refused to pay us, I had to chuckle at that “Do you find this funny turkey?” I looked up at that ‘turkey’ was a common taunt used by bullies in the stable I had learned the hard way to just ignore it in the stable, as if on cue Sunny spoke up
“yes, yes we all know this you tried to fuck us over at the ruins of the Starbucks coffee house by wiping out our guys with one last job that was actually an ambush by your ponies” Sunny took a moment to compose herself “But alas you lot don’t listen to much that’s not classical so you missed that our major heavy hitter was back and she took out a fair few of your best in that fight before being knocked out of it herself” Sunny took the fact the King was not answering to continue to rant “and now look what you got here Boomageton and Torchlight outside just waiting and you know the best part about having Boomageton outside?” the king shook his head.
“well two ponies from her new life, Stitch a good friend and Slashy her personal reason to keep coming out here harming either of them would raise this place to the ground from explosive death, Slashys marefriend which if harmed would cause Slashy to go on a rampage and while doing little damage would give Boomageton enough reason to fight you too, not to mention I’m a close friend of Torchlights and if I’m harmed well you get the picture” the king sat there for a time mulling it over but with each second Sunny looked less confident in what she had actually said.