Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

Let Sleeper Dogs Lie

by neorenamon

Nightmare Moon and Nightmare Luna remained hidden as instructed even as the noble conspirators fled past them in a panic.  After all, Queen Sombra (aka Miss Rarity) specifically ordered them to do so while she and Spike had gone ahead.  The could see the shadows cast of Spike trouncing them, but they had lost all contact with the 'Queen'.  It seemed like a long time before Spike finally came to collect them.

"Behaving yourselves?" he asked.

"Yes Master," replied Nightmare Moon.

'We had no other choice,' thought Nightmare Luna.

"Where is Mistress?"

"Oh, Prince Blueblood turned into a fiend and pumped her stomach full of some horniness drug, so Princess Celestia is helping her... ah... burn it off... you might say."

'So they're eating each other out on the floor, I take it?' asked N Luna.

"Uh... I suppose that's one way to put it..."

"But is big sister alright?" asked N Moon.

"I think she was saved well before the 'rape her flanks' deadline came up..."

'A pity really.  Perhaps Celestia might have learned a valuable lesson.'

"There is *nothing** to be learned when you are helpless and raped,*" replied N Moon.

"HALT!" yelled a guard, and Spike turned to see four Royal Guards advancing on the Nightmares with their weapons drawn.

"It's cool," said Spike, "These mares are with me.  They've just dressed up for Nightmare Night early this year."

They relaxed their stance, and Spike heard one whisper to another, "Wow.  That's like the hottest and creepiest looking Nightmare Moon I've ever seen."

"Did she really have knockers that big?" asked the other stallion back.

"Who cares.  That's some incredible boobage."

Spike chuckled while Nightmare Moon looked down on her own hooves.

But one Guard stepped up and glared at the mares as he asked Spike, "So what's the deal with them getting paraded around the Canterlot Palace naked?"

"It's not their fault," said Spike in their defense, "Their costumes were stolen by the traitors.  I barely kept them both from getting raped by them.  It was awful."

"Very well," he replied, "but please fing something to cover them with until proper attire can be found?"

"Sure thing," replied Spike.

Just then, they heard hoof-falls, and they all turned to see a naked Sombrarity and Celestia come into view.

"See?!" exclaimed Spike, "They even have no respect for Princess Celestia herself!"

"PRINCESS!" called the Guards as the kneeled down before her.

"Fear not, loyal Guards," she replied, "My good friend Sombrarity here saved me and kept me safe at great personal cost.  Her sacrifices to protect me shall neither go unnoticed nor unrewarded by me."

"Sombrarity?" asked one guard to another.

"I'd swear the place is crawling with strange new mares," said the stallion back.

"Those must be the... most huge... tracks of land... I've ever seen."

Sombrarity looked down at her own boobs, and realized that she had completely forgotten about Nightmare Rarity's curse.  Her boobs had grown somewhat larger when her sub had orally driven her to climax.  Celestia was also staring, and apparently came to the same conclusion about the same time as she did: That her breasts had surpassed Celestia's and were still setting records in the process.

"Can you stop gawking at my tits and start looking for Prince Blueblood and the rest of the noble rebels?"

"Oh...  OH RIGHT!" snapped the Guard Leader, "The rebels!"

They watched the Guards run off quickly.

"There's so much hot mareflesh around here," muttered Discord, "I might just change myself into a unicorn stallion just to get me a piece of that action."

"Keep dreaming."

"Those are the second biggest pair of boobs I've ever seen."

"And not by my choice," she added, "It's a curse placed on them by Nightmare Rarity.  I hope those teen unicorns I left with her back at the Library are... teaching her some lessons about being such a bitch."

"Speaking of Libraries," said Discord as he scratched his chin, "I believe that places like that all over Ponyville are being burned down even as we speak."

"And you're here why?"

"Because Discord would be an even bigger jerk if he was taken over by black magic!" said Spike.

"Well that's not the way I was..."

"Black magic?!"

"Yes," he replied, "There's reports that a huge black crystal has sprung up in town, and that smaller crystals are popping up all over the place.  They make ponies act like arsonist zombies or something.  'DESTROY THE IMPURE!' and all that."

"Ah, I thought I completely sealed away Nightmare Celestia and her powers, but I was wrong!"

"Then you better get your flank back to Ponyville while there's still parts of it unburnt."

"Thanks Captain Obvious," replied Spike.

"You're totally welcome."

"It's my fault... all my fault..." said Sombrarity as she cried into her hands.

"While I enjoy self deprecation and self accusation as much as the next Draconequus, maybe you should fix those problems you've caused and worry about blame later?"

"You're right," she replied as she wiped her eyes with her forearm, "I must fix things."

"Great," he replied, "Take your little troupe back to Ponyville while I help round up Prince Bluetraitor and the rebels here."

"Thank you for helping out," said Celestia.

"Don't I always?"

"I'm not touching that one," said Spike.

"Oh I don't know about that," said Discord as he slipped up behind Spike and felt his biceps, "Maybe if you do good, I'll polish those new scales of yours later."

"Uhhh..."

'I'd pay bits to see that,' thought N Luna.

"Uhhh..." said Spike as his cheeks grew red.

"Discord!" snapped Sombrarity, "There's things that need to be done besides teasing my widdle Spikey-wikey!"

"Party pooper."

"It seems I must take more drastic measures to make sure Nightmare Celestia's contained forever... or 1,000 years at least."

"It doesn't seem like forever is what it was cracked up to be anymore, Mistress," agreed Celestia.

"Mistress, you say?" asked Discord as he raised an eyebrow.

"Not that it's any of your business, but we were... roleplaying earlier while Celestia was helping work the... horniness poison from my system."

"That sounds like most delicious fun."

"Well hopefully I'll never be poisoned so again, so I doubt this will ever happen again either."

'I'd pay bits to see that,' thought N Luna.

"And no one asked you either!"

'Party pooper.'

"You're lucky I can't order you to stop thinking!" she snarled.

'Whatevs.'

"*But I shall surely punish you in a memorable way later!*"

'Promises, promises.'

"But now we must get to Ponyville to save what we can!"

...

Dan looked over the balcony of Twilight's room as a panic was setting in.  The ponies of Ponyville were surrounding the Library Tree at the base with large amounts of broken wood, cloth, and apparently some oil lanterns.

"Darn it!" he called as he turned and came back.  He waved his arms about as he said, "This place is surrounded!  I think they're going to burn down the whole place!"

"But none of us can fly or teleport!!" replied Snails, "How do we get outta here?!"

He paced as he thought.

"Hey Silver Spoons," said Snips to her, "How would you get out of here?"

"Well I'd be saved by my father," she replied.

"We can't count on that," replied Tails.

"What about the mystery mare?" asked Snails, "Maybe she can teleport us out or something?"

"Even if we could get that stuff off her," replied Dan, "She's evil, remember?!  I doubt she save anypony besides herself!"

"Good point."

"What about the Royal Guards?" asked Tails.

"I didn't see them anywhere," said Dan, "They must WANT Ponyville to burn down so they can speed up the takeover plan!"

"Then we must climb high in the tree," said Bakabaka, "so perhaps rescue we may see.  Some time it shall buy at the least.  More time before we become a fire's feast."

"Right," said Dan, "Untie Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon.  We need them moving on their own.  I need you two," he said as he looked at Snips and Snails, "to carry our 'guest' here.  You two better stay close to us as well."  The latter part was directed at Nightmare Chryssie and the pinkfluff.

They nodded.  He looked out to see wisps of smoke rising.

"Hurry," he added, "It looks like they're lighting up the 'bonfire of the libraries' even as we speak!"

...

Pinkie finally got to the School with the other refugees from Ponyville.  She noticed that the Cakes were tossed into a caged wagon filling up with other hogtied ponies, but even with several wagons around, they were all filling up fast.

"Please be alright," she said quietly.  Turning about, she looked back into town and could see the true extent of the fires spreading all across Ponyville.

Miss Cheerilee came over and said, "We've set up some food and drink, Miss Pie.  You better feed and water yourself while there's still time.  Once we leave here, there's no way to know when we'll be able to do so again."

"All right," she replied, "I just wonder how many ponies are still trapped in town..."

"I'm sure the Guards are doing everything in their power to rescue everypony."

"But what about the ponies tied up in the prison wagons?"

"There's nothing that can be done for them now," she replied, "but we may have to use tubed in order to feed and water them safely.  I don't even want to think about their other problems and how those will be handled right now."

Pinkie nodded as she was led to the line of ponies waiting for their food to be served from a wagon set up not far from the School's front door.  She got to the end of the line and waited as it slowly moved forward.  There was easily dozens of ponies ahead of her, and she could see that each was being given a bowl of some sort of soup, a chunk of bread, and something to drink before they wandered off to find an open space on the grass to sit down and eat.  Finally, she got her own food and went to look for a place to sit and eat as well.

She looked around and noticed that several ponies were eating near Mayor Mare.  There was things she could hear them saying to each other as they ate.

"I promise you all here and now," she told them, "Ponyville will rise from this disaster like a phoenix.  It shall be even better than it was before.  Every house and every shop will be rebuilt... one way or another."

"Do you think Celestia and the Canterlot nobles will help?" asked a random mare.

"I surely hope they'll aid us in out time of need," she answered.

'Me too,' thought Pinkie.

...

Fluttershy flew as far as she could from the border of Ponyville before she had to land.  She wasn't used to flying with such a burden, and her wings and flight muscles were sore and tired out.  But at least no one was able to attack her, and she didn't see anypony around her where she landed.  All she had to do was walk about another few miles and they would all be safe at Sweet Apple Acres.  She hoped Twilight would still be there with them.  Looking in front and back, she noticed that both Pound Cake and Pumpkin Cake were both napping, and that probably was for the best.

So she began walking down the road.  She was entering the apple orchards, so she knew it wouldn't be long.

"Well well," said a voice from a nearby apple tree above her and just off the road, "I come to apologize to Dashie and guess who I run into out here?"  It was a golden eyed griffoniness that she knew all too well.  Even laying on the tree limb as she was, Fluttershy could tell she had her by several inches and more than a few dozen pounds.  She looked down as she preened her white feathered head and chest idly with one clawed hand.  Somewhere under her white tube top, her chest feathers stopped and her deep brown fur began.  From her back sprouted her large deep brown feathered wings as well.  She looked down her stomach to her tight pair of black biker shorts she wore from which her lionesque tail sprouted and idly waved back and forth over her side.  There was gray patches around her eyes, and her beak and talons were as golden yellow as ever.  Her eyes followed her muscular legs that ended in her lion-pawed feet.  She could even see the claws come out and back as she flexed her toes.

"Gilda?" she asked quietly.

"Aw, you remember," she said as she jumped down and walked up to Fluttershy as she asked as she looked over the sleeping twins, "So are those two your mistakes?"

"Goodness no," she replied, "These are the Cakes' foals.  I'm taking them to Sweet Apple Acres to keep them safe from... the trouble back in Ponyville."

"Yeah," she replied, "I didn't need my eagle-eyed peepers to see that mess."

She turned as she said, "I should really..."

But Gilda put a talon on her shoulder as she said, "Don't run off so fast, sweet flanks.  I gotta know how Dashie is doing.  There's some catching up we need to do."

"Oh my..."

"And it would be rude to just leave me hanging over here.  You wouldn't want to be rude to me, would you?"

"Of course not."

"That's what I thought."