The first thing Gilda noticed was the steady drumming of something near her head. She blearily opened her eyes, blinked a few times to get the sand out, and sat up to look around. The first thing she noticed was the lack of clothing on her, the second thing was that she was not in her usual bed, and the third was that there was body next to her...a male body. Gilda's mind finally caught up to her body and she resisted the urge to go like her old friend and squee in delight.

She had done it; she had slept with the Overlord and what a night it was! She pulled the covers back to see the dried cum around her thighs and pussy. She had forgotten how many times she did cum, but judging by the soreness, a lot. She nestled back into the chest of her new lover; that was an odd thought, but it seemed to make her warm all over. The drum returned and she gaped a little as she figured out what it was; the Overlord's heart. It was steady, showing that he was still asleep from their activities. She smiled as she nestled back in and closed her eyes to returned to sleep.

MLPOV

An unknown set of hours later, Gilda awoke again, this time to the sight of the Overlord not being there. Panic settled in as she sat up and winced; the pain in between her thighs had not died down in the slightest. She so badly wanted to know where the Overlord was when the sound of footsteps reached her ears. The Overlord's form entered the private quarters carrying a tray loaded down with food of all sorts; fruits, a stack of strange round objects, two glasses of juice that was colored orange and a bouquet and a container full of a brown liquid. The Overlord paused for a second seeing Gilda up and smiled warmly.

“Morning, Gilda.” He said brightly as he walked to the bed and set the tray down. He caught her look of relief and frowned. “What's wrong?”

Gilda blushed at being caught, but sat up and spoke her mind.

“Thought you had left to go do some more Overlording.”

The answer made the Overlord's face twist into a frown. He set the platter down, went and sat on the bed before he pulled Gilda into a hug. Her blush deepen as he stroked her plumage, while he stroked her back and wings with his other arm that was wrapped around her.

“After a night of the second best sex I ever had, you think I would just up and leave to go back to work?” He asked with a humorless tone. “Gilda, you still got a lot to learn about me. I'm not going to do any Overlord business today...just stay around the tower.”

Gilda smiled as she embraced him with a few tears leaking out; she was glad that the Overlord wasn't going to go back into the fray so soon. Call her greedy, but she wanted the Overlord to stay around as she stroked the back of her lover. The Overlord's laugh made her look up and pause in her ministrations.

“There's the girl who seduced me last night; affectionate and sexy. Come on, I brought breakfast. Let's dig in before it gets cold.”

Gilda grinned as he brought the tray to the two of them via levitation; the tray was set in front of them and the overlord handed her a fork and a knife. He grinned as he picked up a jar and poured the brown concoction on the round gold disk. He offered the jug to Gilda who stared at it in confusion. Realizing what was wrong, the Overlord set the jug down, grabbed his fork followed by grabbing his knife, cut up a piece of the golden disk, swirled it around in the strange liquid, and offered to Gilda.

“Open wide, Gil.” He said in a light tone that booked no argument.

Gilda shrugged, thinking it was sweet of the Overlord to offer her a small bite of his meal. She opened her beak and the fork with the piece slipped in. She closed automatically allowing the fork to pull out but not the piece. As she chewed, her taste buds EXPLODED with flavor; the golden dish was fluffy with air with a slight creamy taste to it, a hint of buttermilk mixed in to the odd object and the taste of maple. She swallowed the bit of fluff and looked at the Overlord with stars in her eyes.

“What are these!? They're so~ GOOD!” She gushed making the Overlord burst out into laughter.

“Buttermilk pancakes with maple syrup,” He explained as he turned back to his own meal. “Wormrot, the minion cook, always outdoes himself.”
Not one to be left out, she grabbed the jug of syrup, poured out a healthy amount, grabbed her utensils, cut off a piece of the pancake, and brought it to the Overlord who was busy cutting his own.

“Master~,” Gilda sang out making the Overlord look up with his mouth open.

“What is it Gi-mpfh!”

He instantly clamped down on the invading fork out of reflex before he watched Gilda pull the fork out with a smirk. The Overlord chewed the piece of heaven several times before swallowing. He glared at Gilda playfully who sported a teasing grin.

“Thank you for that.”

The two lapsed into a comfortable silence as they ate. Gilda's mind was abuzz with the information she was going to give to Lyra and Bon-bon; the two of them were going to be so jealous of her for bedding the Overlord first on her end. Oh, she knew he was no virgin, she got that from the various pictures of Celestia and him together untold years ago and the pair of panties that was next to his throne in a glass case for EVERYONE to see with a big sign next to it stating that they were the panties of the Sun Princess. It made her giggle like a loon at seeing Lucky see that for the first time and his eyes bugged out.

The Overlord grinned too, thinking that Gilda was laughing about an early event. It made his heart swell with joy that he was making Gilda comfortable around him, yet at the same time fill him with pain as he recalled Celestia. You never do forget your first love after all or the amazing acts that came with it. As he put down his utensils, a minion ran in carrying a letter. The minion wordlessly passed it to him before it turned around leaving the room. The Overlord opened the letter, chewed another part of his breakfast, and turned his attention to the letter. His eyes darted back and forth several times before he grimaced.

“Ouch...poor Lucky,” He muttered. “Fell down some steps and twisted his leg something bad.”

Gilda swallowed the rest of her own breakfast before turning to him with a questioning look on her face.

“Why would he be writing to you about that? Seems pretty tame to me.” She said off-hand. The Overlord didn't answer as he read the rest of the letter. His own hand clutched the Letter and his face turned into a massive scowl.

“Oh that conniving son of a...Clover got invited to the Grand Galloping Gala in Canterlot.” The Overlord explained.

Gilda cocked her head in confusion; what did the GGG have anything to do with Lucky being a conniving mule? She reached over and took the letter from her master's hand as he got off the bed and began to get into his armor once again. She skimmed past the first part of the letter detailing Lucky's injury. It was the second to last line that made her pause.

“...appoint you, the ambassodor of Prance, to attend the Grand Galloping Gala in my stead.” Gilda breathed out. “Oh that...”

No more words were said as the Overlord stormed in his full armor, minus the helmet. He looked at Gilda and nodded his agreement with the unspoken words.

“Agreed. But I got to ask, are you able to walk at all after our rutting?”

Gilda blushed red as she tried to stand and succeeded though both of her legs were bowed in. She smiled sheepishly as the Overlord chuckled good-naturally.

“Yeah...just don't expect me to dance too much. I'll probably dance like a lame duck.”

The Overlord nodded his understanding as he tossed her an article of clothing. He left the room to give Gilda some privacy and to discuss somethings with Gnarl. Gilda smiled was dopey as she rushed around to get dressed; she couldn't wait for the Gala. She knew she was going to tempt fate but she so wanted to casually mention that she had sex with the Overlord to both Rainbow Dash AND Princess Celestia, picturing their reactions in her mind's eye. The insane cackle that came from the master bedroom made many Minions add more brown to their loin cloths.

MLPOV

Gnarl looked up from his work as his master walked in. He saw the frown, closed his book, and turned to the Overlord. Curious about what was bugging the Overlord, he made the question known.

“Master, what has got your hackles up?” Gnarl inquired. “Surely the night of passion with Mistress Gilda wasn't that bad?”

The answer was a whack upside the head for Gnarl, who hissed in pain. He rubbed it soothing the pain away as he looked at the Overlord's visage. He got the posture right away; it wasn't the night before that had soured, it was something that had happened this morning. The only thing he could recall was seeing Harrison running by with a letter from Prance; that gave Gnarl pause. Why would Prance be sending a letter to the master?

“I see you got that the night before was nothing but Heaven to me.” The Overlord said with a bit of joy in his tone. The tone shifted to one of annoyance. “It's this morning that has soured me. Lucky, the new leader of Prance, injured himself while I was away, just after he got invited to the Grand Galloping Gala in Canterlot...so guess whose going in his stead tonight?”

Gnarl began cracking up at the information; if there was one thing the master loathed, it was going to social functions to hobnob with the 'elites' of society, hearing them prattle on and on about their money, their status, the status of their homes, everything to do with their status was enough to make one go insane. It was the ultimate torture for his master; slowly going insane from the puffed up and the snobbish. The Overlord's fist met Gnarl again this time sending the aged minion into a nearby Iron Maiden which clanged shut. The muffled cursing and shaking of the iron maiden made the Overlord and the minions laugh as it jumped around, sending other minions to the ground. The Laughter reached its peak when Gnarl managed to get it on its side and go rolling around the area; the cursing got more profound as it did its California roll into a pool.

The Overlord summoned some blues through his laughter and directed them to get the maiden; it wouldn't do for his sanity to lose Gnarl. Still chuckling, he headed off to see Gilda.

MLPOV

Gilda smirked as she entered the room where Lyra and Bon were living in. The two looked up from their reading to see her and waved in greeting as they got up.

“So, how long and how was he?” Lyra asked making Bon and Gilda blush. “Before you ask, Gilda, You and he made the ENTIRE tower shake with your bedroom antics. No joking.”

Gilda's beak dropped as she heard that; she and the Overlord had made the tower shake from their activities last night? She knew he had strength but that was just nuts! She sat down with a grimace before looking at Lyra and Bon.

“He's not as hung as a stallion, but he's damn near close and has girth to match.” Gilda said as she fanned herself, just remembering got her all bothered. “You also saw...or rather felt...his stamina. But...I think he was holding back.”

Lyra and Bon both looked at each other and then at Gilda, each one sporting a look of confusion. Gilda sighed; she knew she'd have to explain this part.

“The Overlord is immortal right, which means he had a LOT of time to work on his endurance and his stamina, thus increasing his fortitude and strength” Gilda began. “However, I'm not immortal, I break easily if he went all out on me. I'm nothing to sneeze at, in those terms but compared to the Overlord, he's in a class all of his own.”

Bon's eyes went wide as she caught on to what Gilda was trying to convey without it being said.

“He could easily break any one of us in half.” She whispered in shock. Shaking her head, she spoke to further explain it to Lyra. “I mean, he's obviously not afraid to make love with us, but he has to treat us like fine china due to his immense powers.”

Lyra's jaw dropped as she thought it over and came to the same conclusion that Bon had.

“Now it makes sense, Celestia is the ONLY one who could quite possibly stand up to his massive endurance and stamina.” Lyra said with a shake of her head. “Even if it was all three of us, he'd still be going.”

Gilda nodded sadly.

“I wish I could be like Celestia...that way he'd not feel so unsatisfied.”

The voice the spoke wasn't any of theirs and made them jump.

“I don't want you to be like Celestia, Gilda. I want you to be you.” The Overlord said from the door as he leaned against the frame. “I was satisfied with you last night, Gilda. I even said it this morning that it was the second best sex I ever had.”

The Overlord got off the frame, walked to where Gilda was sitting, and embraced her in a huge hug. Gilda meeped in shock at the sudden contact, but she burrowed down into his armored chest with a dopey grin on her face. Lyra and Bon d'aww'd at the sight making Gilda's fur go up some, her old attitude of not wanting to be cute flaring. Not that she could do much though, as the Overlord still had her in his arms. He leaned down and kissed her head, making her go red as Lyra and Bon giggled. The Overlord put a stop to that with a single statement.

“Just remember you two still have to bed me...until then, Gilda is in charge of you two from jobs to...” He grinned evilly making the two's spines crawl. “Punishments.”

Both Lyra and Bon too one look at Gilda and bolted; the look of glee on her face would make even Nightmare Moon think twice before messing with her. The two laughed at the rapidly fleeing mares as the Overlord loosened his grip but still kept his arms around her.

“Come, we got a gala to prepare and go to.”

MLPOV

The night was beautiful; the stars and moon shone brightly as ponies cantered into the massive castle that housed Celestia and Luna for the best night of the entire year; the Grand Galloping Gala. The time the elite and sweet of Canterlot could gather and party with the princesses. Said princesses were currently in the front wearing what could only be described as interchanging dresses on them; Celestia wore a white dress with golden frills lining the edges of the sleeves and gown, many had mistaken it for dark blue in the lighting while Luna had on a dress that was dark blue with black frills, that again was mistaken by many to be white and gold in the lighting. Twilight and Cadence were alongside the two as they greeted the guests and ushering them in. Twilight work a royal velvet dress with the bust area showing her cutie mark and Cadence wore a maroon dress with trimmings of blue around the waist and sleeves, an emblem of the Crystal heart on her belt. The guests were the nobles of Canterlot, helping make the city a better place for them(selves). Twilight looked around with a smile as she said hello to Duke Goldo and Duchess Goldine before waving them into the main hall where the Gala was being held.

“It looks like it'll be a fantastic night, everypony. The nobles are being polite after...” Twilight trailed off as she blushed recalling the very first GGG she and her friends had gone to. “Two years ago...”

Celestia tittered as she finished up with Lord Upper Crust and Lady Wind shear.

“The nobles may act stuffy at times, Twilight, but some did see it as a fresher course.” Celestia explained as Discord popped up in a checkerboard tux with a puce top hat on his head with Fluttershy in a forest green dress next to him. “Ah, Discord, nice to see you again...after last year's fiasco.”

Discord had the decency to look sheepish as Fluttershy giggled. Celestia smiled as well at seeing Discord's discomfort.

“I jest, Discord. I've come to expect the Gala's to become more lively with Twilight, her friends, and now you.” Celestia explained as she looked down at Fluttershy. “You really should tell him your first Gala, Fluttershy, I'm sure he would get a very good laugh.”

Fluttershy blushed red as Discord looked at her with a cocked eyebrow. Now he was intrigued; what had the shy wall flower do at her first gala? The two went in making the four princesses sigh in relief.

“That's the last guest.” Twilight said with a smile. “Shall we head in-”

She was cut off by a blast of the trumpet making the four turn back around in confusion. The trumpeter lowered his instrument and bellowed out.

“INTRODUCING THE AMBASSADOR OF PRANCE AND HIS CONSORT, THE OVERLORD AND MISS GILDA GOLDCLAW!”

Celestia's eyes became tiny pinpricks at the shock of the announcement as Luna coughed and sputtered in surprise. Twilight's right eye twitched several times as she clenched and unclenched her fists in rage at hearing the first name. Cadence was confused at the three's reactions; she knew of the Overlord but had never fully met him. She turned to the door and bit back a gasp as a large figure filled the door frame with a slightly smaller figure at their side. Cadence knew right away that the large figure was male as while there were females who worked out, they were not as muscled as he was, plus there was the natural musk around the body; it smelled of blood, sweat, and metal. She had been around Shining Armor enough to know that was the smell of any man.

The princess of love felt her thoughts freeze as his face entered into the light; she thought Shining was handsome, what wife wouldn't? But the Overlord's face was drop-dead gorgeous; silver-white hair that cascaded past his shoulders, a chiseled face, strong jawline, cheekbones that were high enough to be mistaken for nobility, yet still low enough to show off a roguish charm to them, and the purest blue eyes she ever saw.

But when she looked in the eyes, she was reminded of the old saying; the eyes are the windows to one's soul. She saw creatures twisted and foul being torn apart by sword, mace, axe, or by bare hands, the ripping of beings good and just into tiny pieces before casting them into a fiery caldron, and finally, things that words could not describe like they were pure embodiment of virtues, getting hacked to apart and devoured by the metal figure as a means of food but still hungered. He was ageless, unending, never dying, and always there, if only in the remotest parts of the mortal mind.

Shaking herself from the visions, she looked at The Overlord in general; he wore armor in the shape of golden skulls with a long black cloak trailing behind him; the cloak itself had embroidery of a large red dragon curling around a tree that seemed to shimmer like it was crystal. On his arm was a Griffon who wore a modest black dress with an open back for her wings with a hole large enough to allow her tail out while keeping the sight of her undergarments hidden and a pair of heels on her paws. The two came up to them and bowed, Celestia returning the bow, only from her waist down, Luna doing the same. Twilight's posture had not changed one iota and she refused to follow common courtesy that Luna and Celestia were showing. Cadence, on the other hand, bowed to the Overlord before she spoke.

“A good evening to you, Overlord,” Cadence said in a diplomats tone. “But I was under the impression that Lucky Clover, the new president of Prance, was to attend tonight.”
The Overlord's posture straightened as he looked at Cadence.

“President Clover had a slight mishap with his staircase,” He explained as he pulled a letter and showed it to the princess of love. “He ended up breaking his leg and sent me in his place. He apologizes for that; he was really looking forward to the gala and discussing further political agendas with you all.”

Cadence looked the letter over, passed it off to Celestia who read it once and frowned; the letter was in Clover's handwriting all right. She had kept in contact with him over the course of the months, so she knew the handwriting well and thus ruling out the chance of forgery. That meant that this was legit and not a ruse done by the Overlord. Celestia looked at him and wordlessly moved aside, pointing to the grand hall. The Overlord's face showed a myriad of emotions that Cadence saw; pain, regret, understanding, annoyance, worry, and of all things, love. The two went in, the Griffon looking at Celestia with a minor scowl before she trailed after the Overlord. Once the two were gone, Cadence spoke the one question that bothered her.

“Why did no one tell me he was THAT good looking?”

MLPOV

The Overlord and Gilda made their way to a table, sat down, and looked out at the 'party'. Various ponies milled and chatted as they waited for the princesses to make their opening remarks. Gilda cupped the Overlord's face tenderly and stroked it.

“I...”

She was cut off by the Overlord kissing her passionately making her wings fluff out in surprise, but she melted into the kiss. The kiss was short, but oh so sweet as she licked her beak, savoring her master's kiss. The Overlord's face was one of gentleness and he took her hand in his armored one.

“I know, Gil...I know. Still, I do want to dance with Celestia if that's alright with you.”

Gilda grinned like a loon, both from the high of being kissed and from how he differed to her in regards to his pursuit of the Solar Princess.

“What are you asking me for? She was your first, you do what you want to do.”
The Overlord's face broke into a smile as he leaned over and kissed her temple. Gilda blushed brightly at the small affection but she smiled all the same. The gong sounded and the two turned along with the rest of the party-goers to the four princesses as they appeared at the top of the stairs. Celestia strode forward with a gentle smile, but only the Overlord and the other three could see it was plastic.

“Welcome, welcome my little ponies, to the one thousand and twenty-third Grand Galloping Gala. Do enjoy your time here tonight. Thank you.”

Celestia and the other three walked down to mingle as the conversations picked up again. Both the Overlord and Gilda noted that several of the nobility seemed to regard them with looks of annoyance, others indifference and a small minority with disgust. Well, the Overlord's response to that was to meet the annoyance with one of cold indifference, the cold to met with looks of disgust, and for the ones who were disgusted with him...well, he flared his aura a bit at them making them instantly freeze and go scurrying away like the rats they were. The Overlord snorted in amusement, his eyes scanning the crowd for anything noteworthy and exploitable when he spotted something that made his heart pause in mid-beat.

Over at a table, all by himself, was a tall green and purple scaled dragon. The Overlord looked at the dragon more intently and noticed that there was a haze around the dragon's eyes and most of his scales. He cast a look at Gilda who looked at him inquisitively, wondering what was going through his head.

“Gilda, why don't you mingle a bit...find out anything regarding that ring we discussed about getting you?” The Overlord said cryptically.

Gilda got it after a second of thinking; eavesdrop on the socialites to find out where the underground slave trade was here in Canterlot. She nodded as she got up from the table and headed for the buffet, the most common place to overhear tidbits of information. While she did that, The Overlord headed over to the purple and green scale dragon.

MLPOV

Spike the dragon sighed as he nursed a cup of Apple Family Fizzy Cider; another gala and he was left alone AGAIN by the girls. He took a long swig before swallowing.

“Every time...Every single damn time...” He swore under his breath. “They always leave me. The First gala, Rainbow's time in the young fliers, Twilight's birthday, the Equestrian games...”

He wasn't aware of the figure in armor silently sitting next to him as he ranted to himself, lost in his own lake of self pity. He took another long drink when a voice cleared its throat startling him. He gave out a spit-take that shot across the room and hit a pink colored earth pony with a gold diamond ring for a Cutie mark, drenching her. The voice snickered at the wail of shock and disgust from the pony.

“Nice range there,” The voice said as Spike turned to face him. His eyes got wide at seeing the armored being and knew right off the bat who it was from the various descriptions Twilight ranted about.

“You're the Overlord.”

The Overlord checked himself over several times. Once he was done, he looked at Spike with a mock expression of surprise.

“Whadda ya know? I am!” The Overlord said in a mock Brooklyn accent making Spike snort some. “And you look like a dragon trying to drown his sorrows, but don't have access to REALLY strong stuff. So, mind me asking what's wrong?”

Spike was conflicted; here was a source of Evil that made even his mother, Princess Celestia, afraid. Yet at the same time, the Overlord was asking him what was going on in his life, something nopony had ever done before. They always assumed he'd be fine and spoke for him, never letting him speak for himself. Granted his mom did listen, but what could she do? She couldn't force the others to accept him and besides, he wanted to do it all on his own. Spike sighed as he leaned back in his chair, looking at the patiently waiting Overlord.

“I...I'm...Spike,” Spike started and stopped before sighing. “and everything's wrong; my life, my love life, my ideas of what I want to be as opposed as to who my 'friends' expect me to be, and what I generally want in my job.”

The Overlord sat there silently as he listened carefully to the dragon rant and rave about his life until then. The more and more he heard, the more and more he got annoyed at Celestia and her newly revealed student, not daughter, Twilight Sparkle. Spike told the Overlord of every fiasco that had happened to them moving to Ponyville, him meeting a mare called Rarity who didn't even bother to give him the time of day, Three other mares who made fun of him constantly for not being a 'real' dragon and always shunted to the sidelines whenever something major came up. Soon, Spike was panting as he rested his head on the table, unshed tears gleaming in his eyes.

“I...I just want to be part of it all...not in the background.” Spike choked out. “Mom didn't even ask me if I WANTED to remain in Ponyville.”

The Overlord caught the word 'mom' and gently rubbed Spike's back.

“And who's your mom, Spike?”

Spike sighed again as he sat back up, the tears no longer in his eyes, but flowing freely down his face.

“Princess Celestia.”

That cinched it for the Overlord; he knew EXACTLY who Spike's father was. After all, one does not simply forget the fifth year of the terra-forming being a success when both he and Celestia transformed into Dragons to mate alongside the firstborn Dragons. He knew that just before his fall, Celestia had a large purple egg with her at all times.
He was Spike's father...and he was not happy at all at the way his son had been treated. He brought Spike closer and hugged him, sending as much love and comfort as he could.

“Spike, I'm going to give you some advice I should have taken LONG ago. Forgive them for their actions, but never forget what they did. Talk with them, or if that fails, well...Evil will always need a Champion when the time comes for it.”

Spike had gone ramrod straight at the Overlord's hug, but for some reason, he felt...comfortable in the man's embrace. Like something long lost and forgotten had finally found him. The Overlord's hug ended as swiftly as it had begun making the hole in Spike's heart return, though much smaller then before. The Overlord's face broke out into a small smile.

“Mind telling me what your hobbies are, Spike?" The Overlord asked, waving a finger intricately, almost if it was in tune with the slow music playing, but was really undoing the spells that hid Spike's eyes and scales.

Unseen to the rest of the party and Spike himself, Spike's green irises became blue, he gained several black stripes across his arms, legs, back, stomach and shoulders, his spikes became more pointed and jagged looking, finally his tufts became a lighter shade of green. He still retained the purple scales, though they became darker, closer to royal purple. The Overlord settled back as he listened to his son tell him the hobbies he had gained over his short existence.

MLPOV

Gilda looked at the spread that was lined on the buffet table and grimaced; no fish of any kind. Don't get her wrong, the ponies food was excellent having been on it before back at Flight camp, but there was nothing better then smoked trout. She grabbed a small cheese cube on a toothpick and popped it into her mouth, grabbing the cube and chewing slowly. So far no pony had dropped anything in regards to the ring, but then again, who'd loudly proclaim that they were tied to a ring of slave dealers or were part of said ring? So all Gilda could do was stick around and listen in; all she's really gotten was some ponies who were boasting about some deal or moaning about how they didn't get approval for their project from Celestia. She got a cup of punch and took a sip just as a butter-creme Pegasus came up, humming happily.

The Pegasus didn't notice Gilda right away, but Gilda did and instantly froze as memories of Ponyville came rushing back. Oh Ra, where was the Master?! She did NOT want to deal with Rainbow Dash at all tonight. Sadly, the sun god did not answer her prayers as the cyan mare with the rainbow mane walked up, wearing Rarity's latest creation, a rainbow gown with a cyan lightning bolt and cloud on the side shoulder strap. The Mare said hello to the butter-creme one before turning around to get a drink, accidentally bumping into Gilda. The mare looked up with a apologetic smile on her face as she addressed the one she had bumped.

“Oh, hey sor-” Rainbow began when she saw just who she had bumped into. Her apologetic smile melted away as she stared in shock at the demure griffon. “Gilda?”

Gilda winced a little before she sighed through her nose, giving a worried smile to the two mares.

“H-hey Rainbow.”

The greeting made Rainbow's face morph into a scowl, making Gilda shrink back some. The cyan mare stood at her full height and then some, thanks in part to some high heels.

“You got some nerve after what you did back in Ponyville.” Rainbow said coldly. “So how'd you get in to the Gala? Suck off some Noble?”

Gilda clenched her cup at the insulation that she gave head to get to the party; well, she did, but it was to the ONE person who mattered to her, not some puffed up prissy pony. Plus it had happen in a night of great sex, not some weak showing where all the noble did was thrust a few times before releasing. She too drew herself up to her full height, her feathers fluffed out, showing that she was pissed off and attempting to intimidate Rainbow. The shy butter Pegasus cowered away from the two as they stared each other down.

“Matter of fact, I did not Rainbow, more then I could say for you,” Gilda said back just as coolly. “Why they invite you, the tomboy, I don't get. Maybe you're really the entertainment for the evening?”

Gilda's beak curled into a smirk at seeing Rainbow's face get red at the insult. Several of the ponies back off getting the sense of tension between the two females. Even the shy one back away a few feet, noting the lightning that cracked around Rainbow slightly, an effect that most Weather Pegasi could pull off by drawing static electricity in the air to them. Gilda saw this, but ignored it as she glared down Rainbow.

“Big words from the chicken.”

Gilda scoffed as she took a sip of her drink. Once she swallowed, she went right back to glaring at Rainbow.

“Insults now, Crash? I'd be offended, if I didn't find it so dull. Chicken. Like I haven't heard THAT before.”

Rainbow seemed to tense up again, almost ready to spring at Gilda when a powerful presence made itself known.

“Ah, so this is the Element of Loyalty.” Came a voice that made Gilda sag in relief while also getting her slightly aroused.

The new voice made Rainbow turn around and crane her neck up to just see the figure's face, due to the fact that he was HUGE. She made a scrunchie face as she regarded the newcomer before she flapped her wings some until she was eye-level with the being. She noted his silver-white hair, his blue eyes and face, but largely ignored it, passing him off as some sort of pretty boy.

“Who the fuck are you?” Rainbow snarled as she hovered in the air, glaring at the figure with a stink eye.

The answer made her instantly regret getting up close and personal with this guy as a sinister aura sprang up and surrounded him, draining all light from the small area of the room.

“I'm the Overlord,” The Overlord said as he beckoned Gilda over who happily went to his side, wrapping a hand in his own. “And you were accosting my date and lover, Gilda, Loyalty. Be glad I have mercy for tonight, otherwise I would make your worst nightmares become a reality.”

Rainbow just nodded dumbly as both the Overlord and Gilda left for another part of the gala, leaving her there. After they had left, she shook hear head several times before looking down and gasping; her right hand was trembling violently and she had felt an emotion she had felt years ago at the Young Fliers Event.

Fear.

The second part of the conversation hit Rainbow like a ton of bricks as her eyes went wide.

"Wait...Gilda, his LOVER?!" She hoarsely whispered.

Elsewhere, an alabaster pony in an elegant dress and orange pony in a more fancy looking version of a farm girl outfit saw the entire affair and they both looked at one another. With a nod, the two went off to find Twilight and Pinkie; they had to get the Elements.

MLPOV

Gilda sighed as she leaned against her master, waiting for her rapid heartbeat to go down after the encounter.

“Thanks.” She said as she snuggled up to his arm, much to the hidden ire of one princess who was watching from a group of ponies she was roped into talking with.

“It's alright, Gilda. I know how hard it is to confront the past. How about a dance? I know the perfect number.”

Gilda agreed wholeheartedly making the Overlord head to the area where the band was playing. The band paused as did the rest of the patrons, watching as the giant figure headed up to young stallion at a drum set.

The Overlord looked out at the crowds with a large grin.

“Let's rock this place!”

The figure grabbed the stallion much to their shock before spinning them around, a wave of magic encompassing them. When the stallion stopped spinning, he was no longer in a tux, but a Zoot suit and fedora. He checked himself over before grinning madly, going at the drums like a man possessed. The other band members all began to tap their legs to the beat, now sporting the same suit as the drummer and various trumpets and saxophones. After a few moments, they blared out trumpets. The Overlord hurried down the stage to where Gilda was waiting, looking on with amazement at the energy that the Overlord was now showing.
As the trumpets blared, he grabbed Gilda and began to dance to the new tune, Gilda happily following his lead. The two moved in ways that made many jaws to drop in shock at the swing of the dancing. As the Overlord spun Gilda around his waist, up onto his shoulders before raising high over his head, all spinning around with a determined, but happy look on his face. He spun her down his waist again and pulled her through his legs, looked down at her with the big grin.

“S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-S-Smokin'!”

During the entire performance, the nobles had clapped or followed the beat in their own way, the music acting as a form of magic over them, not really bewitching them, but getting them to ease up some. They watched the two pick up their bizarre dance routine as the solo of the song hit. Gilda laughed gayly as she was picked up and the two began to dance again to the jazzy tune as the singer belted out the lyrics to the song in the background. Unseen by the two dancers, Celestia sat in a nearby table, her hand gripping the arm so hard, it was cracking as she watched the two happily dance with reckless abandon. Luna looked at her sister with a frown as she recalled both the Overlord and her sister once doing such a thing.

This does not bode well for ANYpony. The Moon princess thought as she turned back to the Overlord and Gilda, dancing like fools, but it was a sight that made her heart melt some. Seeing the Overlord's face lit up like that...it brought back happier times of eons long gone.

On the dance floor, the Overlord bowed low at the side, grabbed a rose neatly in his teeth and proceeded to do the tango with Gilda. Once the impromptu tango was done, he spun her around him, with him standing perfectly still. Smoke emerged from the floor as Gilda went faster and faster until she was nothing but a small twister. With a deftness that surprised everypony, he tossed Gilda into the air as she cried out in shock. The speed she was at coupled with the force of the toss made her go somersaulting into the air. The Overlord watched the display for a few, bit back a yawn before he looked down at an imaginary watch. His face morphed into one of fake shock before holding out his arms, intending to catch Gilda.

His face changed to that of an ACTUAL shocked state when she stopped spinning, but instead of dropping like a stone and into his waiting arms, she opened her wings, flying all around him laughing at his expression. Once she landed, the two resumed their dancing as the song wound down. Once it was complete, The Overlord and Gilda stomped their feet together and posed, much to the enjoyment of the other party-goers. Once the final note hit though, Gilda stunned them all again. She wrapped her tail around the Overlord's neck, spun to face him, and pulled into searing kiss. The kiss made the Overlord's face go deep red and his ears to let out a loud whistle as steam escaped.

That tore it for Celestia; the chair's poor arms shattered along with a glass flute fill of sparkling juice. She was determined to 'talk' with the Overlord about this new development if it was the last thing she did! She watched the two separate, the Overlord sporting a goofy grin on his face as did Gilda. The two headed back to a table as the band were turned back to their tuxes and dresses much to their disappointment. As soon as Gilda was down, Celestia was up and moving, making Luna squawk in surprise as she was toppled over. The squawk made the Overlord turn around thinking it was a warning from one of his hidden greens, yet he saw Celestia gliding over to him and Gilda.
He shot a look at his griffon love who gave a sly look.

“Ah, Princess Celestia. I hope you enjoyed the performance myself and the beautiful Gilda did.”

Celestia gave a curt nod as she plastered on the plastic smile. Both the Overlord and Gilda saw through it though; the Overlord due to his past with Celestia and Gilda due to her home style before her leaving for Flier's camp. The Overlord shook his head with a sigh.

“Stop using that plastic smile, Tia. It is most unbecoming of you.”

Celestia didn't panic, but she did grimace; she had forgotten that the Overlord could see all her tells. Come to think of it, that was how he always...

“Oh you son of a bitch.” She whispered angrily. “That's how you always beat me in Strip poker! You found all my tells!”

The Overlord's face broke into a VERY Cheshire cat grin at the accusation.

“What's the matter, Tia? Mad that I could read you like a very sexy book?”

The banter made her flush so red it made Gilda giggle like a loon. She shot a withered glare at the griffon who just seemed to giggle even harder. She looked at the Overlord with a defeated and resigned look on her face. The Overlord bowed before she could get out the sentence she wanted to get out.

“Shall I have this dance, Solar princess?”

The sudden question made her stop dead; he was asking her to dance? Celestia bit her bottom lip, thinking and worrying at the same time. She worried what the nobles would think of her dancing with what they deemed a commoner, but at the same time, it got her thinking; this was her golden opportunity to get any gleam of a plan from him and find out what he was doing with Gilda. Steeling her nerve, Celestia spoke in that gentle tone, but it still reflected iron.

“You may, Overlord. But a word of warning,” Celestia said. “Get fresh with me and I will make your days as a male over.”

The Overlord burst out laughing much Gilda's confusion. After he got over his attack of the chortles, he looked Celestia dead in the eye.

“I seem to recall you saying the same thing when you laid a purple speckled egg.”

Celestia's heart and blood froze at hearing the last part. Though it was said in jovial terms, she felt the underlying anger in the Overlord's voice.

Mother, he knows about Spike! Celestia swore in her head as she followed the Overlord to the dance floor. She barely acknowledged him leaving her for a brief moment as he headed back up to the stage where the bands were playing. He handed over a book of notes to each of the band members who looked it over a few times before nodding to the Dark King. Celestia looked at him confused as he returned to her side. She was about to ask when the band started to play a slow tune. Celestia's soul was pierced as the music swelled from the band box; the small tune from the much smaller piano before it was joined by the strings. Flutes starting in fits and spurts.
She was dimly aware of the Overlord taking her right hand in his and began to lead her around the dance floor as the music quickened. She got her senses back as she looked at the blue eyes of her former flame.

“You...you remembered.” She choked out in a hoarse whisper.

The Overlord's split into a small smile as he danced to song, the Gown of Celestia swishing with each turn they did.

“Celestia, I always remember. Come...enjoy the night for once and let us forget the past that has haunted us just this one night.”

Celestia nodded her head silently as she followed the Overlord steps, the music making them lost in times long past and forgotten.

MLPOV

Luna listened to the music that was playing and choked back a sob. The song was heard the first time when Celestia and the Overlord had their very first date; he had taken her to a small area that had flourished in the chaos that was home. 'A tiny piece of Eden', he had called it. A strange place as it played this very song when the moon reached a zenith. It had faded as the moon left orbit, but that night, it was the loudest it had ever been. There under the first night she had EVER made, they danced, they ate, they drank, and danced again until the morning. The two had returned to the tower, full of energy despite their exhaustion.

She watched as her sister and her sister's old love dance away; dipping, gliding, twirling and more like...well, like a prince and princess from a fairy tale that was as old as time itself. She felt the tears as the song picked up and the two's dancing became more fast paced. She felt another presence near her and she turned her crying eyes to the right. There was the Griffon that had come with the Overlord, who too had tears in her eyes, not of sadness, but of joy.

“He still loves her.” The griffon said with a smile. “Does...”

Luna sniffled as she too broke out into a smile of joy.

“She does not admit it aloud, but she still does.” Luna said with a wet chuckle. “She dreams of him almost every night, each of them very...”

Here she blushed making the griffon giggle.

“Kinky? Sexy? Risque? All three?”

Luna's blush got deeper, piercing right through her dark blue pelt making the griffon laugh again.

“All three then,” The griffon stated with a smiled. “I wouldn't mind actually to have a chance to eat her out.”

Luna got the insulation real quick and her blush made her go deep violet. The griffon snickered happily as Luna watched the two former lovers dance, each one sporting big smiles. Luna looked at the Griffon who was staring at the Overlord with the look she only saw on those who had puppy love.

“Did you and him...?” Luna started when Gilda gave a very coy smile. If she had been drinking something, she'd spat it out. Well, that certainly explained it all now; the teasing, the flirting, the public affection. This griffon had been bedded by the Overlord. Luna's head shook as she looked back at the two dancing, Celestia now leaning on the Overlord, her face peaceful and serene, without a care in the world. Ah, Luna wished that look would stay for all eternity rather then tonight. But her face turned to one of shock though when she saw six shadows at the sidelines, moving on the two dancers.

“Wha...” Luna began before her eyes went wide in recognition. “Sparkle, NO! THAT FOAL.”

MLPOV

The music came to end and with it, Celestia's high. Dancing to that tune again after so many inexplicable eons, it had waken something that she thought was long dead and buried; the joy of being a young teen again, carrying out secret rendezvouses with their lover, stealing kisses, the first time they had mated. It all made her rather weepy. But she did not cry, so as not to show weakness to the Overlord. But it seemed he knew as always; he easily captured her lips in his and it made fireworks explode in her soul. He still tasted the same; salty sweet, but with a hint of peppermint. She moaned in the kiss and whined as he pulled away before it could go any further. She looked at the Overlord with half-lidded eyes.

“You're a tease you know that?”

The Overlord gave a small laugh as he rested his head against hers; mother, she forgot just how he was an inch or two taller then her when they dated, now they seemed to be at the same height.

“I know...but you loved it all the same, my sunshine, my only.”

Hearing that last part made her heart ache in ways she did not think possible. But no, she couldn't, wouldn't give into the emotion that plagued her soul and heart. The betrayal he did so long ago still echoed. She looked at him with sad eyes.

“######,” She said uttering his real name in the old dead language he had taught her and her sister so long ago, switching back to Equinnish. “You know. About Spike.”

The Overlord nodded before he told her every single detail Spike had told him. To say she was dumbstruck was an understatement of her reign. She was downright aghast at both her student and circle, her son for not telling her, but most of ashamed at herself for not being there when she was needed the most.

“Mother, I'm a failure.” Celestia whimpered as tears flowed.

The hand cupping her chin and making her look up sent waves of calm over her turmoil as she stared at the eyes of the Overlord.

“No, Celestia. Not a failure, NEVER a failure,” The Overlord said sternly. “Just...learning how to be a mother.”

The Overlord would have said more, but he had noticed something in the reflection of the ice sculpture of the four princess. He looked closer at the reflection before his eyes went wide. Celestia felt it before she saw it; the air became charged with ozone and power, a power she recognized herself as she had used it long, long ago alongside her sister to stop Discord. She gasped as she felt the power build.

“The elements...Twilight!” She got out before the Overlord's hands gripped her shoulders tightly. She looked at him in shock and then got the feeling of being shoved away from him, making her skid along the floor. She was stopped by a Solar guard before she crashed into a pillar. She looked up with wide, fervent eyes as the nobles all scrambled away from the now glowing Elements of Harmony and their sole target.

The Overlord.

“OVERLORD, THIS ENDS NOW!” came the magical, enhanced voice of Twilight Sparkle.

The Overlord did not say a thing as he stared down the six elements, his face hard as stone. The five channeled their power through the necklaces, making them glow ten times brighter then the sun. The sixth pony, the leader, opened her eyes to reveal nothing but whiteness as the energy was channeled through the final conduit. A massive rainbow stream erupted from the elements, making everything that was not nailed down blow back from the sheer wind force as it climbed high to the ceiling. The Overlord let out a monstrous roar as he clenched his jeweled gauntlet, the roar carrying over the din of the magic. With a thrust of his arm, a black stream of fire spewed out and traveled up toward the rainbow stream.

Celestia watched as the black fire met the stream, the two powers colliding with a grievous wail, the shock wave blowing out the windows, cracking the pillars, tearing the floor apart, and flipping every single table away. She watched as the two divine forces battled back and forth, neither getting an inch nor gaining one. She was well aware she was screaming, though it was lost in the din. Her sister and the griffon were at her sides, yet she did not feel them as she continued to stare as a glow began to pulse.

Then there was nothing but a wave of pure white.

Author's Note

Well, there we go, the night at the Gala went smoothly, The Overlord discovered he has a son, Celestia found out about Spike's misadventures, Luna discovered Gilda and the Overlord slept and Twilight has gone off the deep end once again! All in all, A good time all around!

As many of you noticed, this isn't following...Season 3's canon?...So many seasons, i lose track...ANYWAYS! Last Years gala had Discord show up and give a bouquet of Flowers to all the nobles as Peace offerings...except that they were blue flowers that Twilight and the others had run into their first year as friends.

Yep, Poison Joke. I'll let you use your imaginations as to what happened the next day.

The songs are NOT owned by me, just as MLP isn't. 'Hey Pachuco' is owned by Royal Crown Revue and 'Harry Potter - Hedwig's Theme' is owned by Warner Brothers.