A week had passed since the trip to the other world. The sirens sat in the charm home. It updated itself after a while for them. Right across the hall was Moon and Chrysalis’ room. The two had started to share a room for over a month at that point. Given every room was its own pocket dimension when the door was closed no one knew what they were doing. Sonata found out about the whole sharing thing, and she was very open minded about the whole thing. The other two stayed inside all the time.

Because of this Mal once forgot they were even in there. The strange thing was even as a charm the home was still in its own dimension. There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Aria said. Walking in was Mal himself. He had just finished his shower. It was a large bathroom with places to sit. Moon and Chrysalis had walked in with him and Sunset. After spending some time with all of them and getting some casual clothes he had decided to check up on the recluse sirens.

"Hey, I just wanted to see how you two are doing."

"We're fine." Adagio quickly replied.

"Really, is that why you two haven't left this room at all?"

"Last time I checked we don't need to leave. That connection thing you pulled on us works anywhere in this place." Aria replied.

"You're right, you technically don't have to leave the room. But, it still worries me that you aren't." Mal said.

"You don't need to worry about us." Adagio spat, her indifferent mask falling.

"I'm worrying about you because I want to, just like I want to help you. But I can only do that if you tell me what's wrong." Mal pressed, slowly approaching the sirens.

They did nothing but continue to be indifferent. Mal sighed. "Sonata was made a countess today she wanted to share it with you two as well." The other two sirens sighed.

They turned to the angel. "We had been banished long ago. We then meet you and you helped us, now Sonata’s happily in love with a king who has other lovers and is so cheery." Adagio Dazzle started moving closer to him. Mal looked at her in the eyes as did she.

"You think that you cannot find love, right?" Mal asked. The siren had a bit of a blush at this.

"Not like anyone would care enough about us to do so." Their two faces were inching closer and closer, subconsciously the two acted on an impulse. Mal kissed Adagio on the lips, an action she was quick to reciprocate.

Mal reluctantly pulled away from Adagio and stroked the back of her head. "You're wrong, I saw into your souls back in the mirror world. You may have done a lot of bad things, but you never enjoyed it. You did it because you wanted to survive. You wanted to keep your race alive. You're very strong Adagio, to put yourself through that for the sake of your people."

"But... we didn't just do it for survival. We wanted revenge. We wanted to make others pay for what happened to us!" Adagio blurted out.

"After centuries of banishment and being on the brink of starvation, I can't possibly blame you for wanting revenge. Also, I love Solar, and she literally tried to kill me." Mal answered, smiling at the siren. Adagio actually giggled at Mal.

"You're either very kind or very stupid."

Mal had a smile. "I think I'm a bit of both honestly"

Adagio giggled a bit at this. "You’re probably right." The siren said, still giggling. Aria looked at Mal in the eyes, then Adagio before she whispered into her ear.

"Are you actually falling for him?" She whispered in her ear. The yellow siren sighed.

"A little, I mean he has helped us, and he's sweet."

"I still don't see the big deal with him." Aria replied. Mal pretended that he couldn't hear what the two were saying. Instead he did what he always did.

"What were you asking her Aria? Did you want a kiss of your own?" Mal asked with a goofy grin and wiggled his eyebrows at her.

Aria gave him a bit of a glare. She got right in front of his face with her glare. "What makes you think…" Mal shut her up with a kiss. After that Aria blinked, kissed him then slapped him.

"Ouch, fine I'm leaving." He said. Adagio looked at her.

"What was that about?" Aria blinked.

"The kiss was because I liked it, the slap was because he did it." Adagio let out a long sigh at Aria’s actions.

Mal had decided to leave the home to go to his office in the parliament building. For the most part his powers as king were ceremonial, but he still oversaw the ins and outs of the day to day government dealings and approved laws and economic reforms, and even kept an eye on larger businesses. He wanted to let his newfound people know that he took their trust seriously and that their belief in him wasn’t unfounded, so he did everything he could to make sure that the Union of Kingdoms was ran as best as he could make it. Of course, Parliament members and a few of The nobles that proposed laws didn’t usually try to get anything too crazy and outlandish passed, but there was always the chance. Mal walked down the grand building’s hallways, noting that black and white seemed to prevail as dominant colors throughout it.

It made sense he thought. Given their love for him and what he normally wore. Mal continued to look around the hallways and saw paintings that depicted the war that had taken place two-hundred years ago for them. He had to laugh inwardly at the way he was shown: a tall, gallant, figure that led those around him with the kind of face you always saw in paintings of knights and kings on the battlefield. He figured most of the citizens would be disappointed to find out just how goofy he really was.

He passed a few employees of the building, all of them greeting him as he passed, and he returned their greetings whenever he could. He eventually made it to his office and left the door open as he walked inside. He regarded the room with a warm smile. It wasn’t very large or extravagant, he had insisted upon that. It was sparsely decorated with a bookshelf that contained books on laws of the country that he could consult while he did paperwork. The colors of the room were again black and white. In the back of the room was a window that overlooked the capital with a rather impressive view. His desk was a moderate size that had a lamp, a photo or two of him and his lover’s, a cup of pens, and last but unfortunately not least, the stacks of papers containing the things he had to go over. He really did hate the paperwork, but he did it because he felt that he had the responsibility. The people of his country regarded him as a great king, and he wanted to live up to that image. The only thing that could be considered extravagant in the room was his desk chair. Mal had wanted something comfy to sit in to make the tedious and boring work at least a little more bearable. He sat down in the yielding cushions and grabbed the closest paper that he hadn’t looked over yet.

---------------------- At her new castle, Twilight was looking over Discord’s book. Fun fact, it seemed Discord had actually written it. The other strange thing, his writing was well done. The part she had read was on dark magic. It had nothing on the spells but actually a warning that dark magic slowly corrupts and is highly addictive because of this effect. He then warned that only a few races were naturally able to use dark magic with no side effects. There was a part on chaos magic, but it made so little sense that the only thing he could think of was that if a race wasn't chaos leaning or special individuals, then the magic would eventually destroy them. There was a part on the interdependence of Harmony and Chaos shared but she got confused by it. A letter finally appeared, well more like popped into existence. She picked it up and read it.

You are invited to Discord’s birthday celebration.

Signed, Discord Disarray Chaotic.

--------------------------Hours had most likely passed as Mal looked over another potential tax reform. He poured over every detail of it with one of his Economics books and made sure that there wasn’t some hidden way to make things unfair for the common people. Satisfied that the request was in fact a good one, he signed off on it. Mal took a moment to take a breath, and rubbed his tired eyes. He was just about to reach for another paper when he heard a knocking sound. He looked up and saw Sunset leaning on the doorframe.

“Hey there, Sunset, what are you doing here?” Mal asked.

“I was coming to make sure you got some sleep. You might be an immortal king, but you still need to rest.” Sunset pressed.

“Alright Sunset, I guess I can come back. I wasn’t in the middle of anything anyway.” Mal replied, stretching out his arms above his head.

“Also, I happened to notice that two certain sirens came out of their room. How’d you do that?”

“I may have gone and talked to them to convince them to come out and interact with the others.”

“Is talking all you did?” Sunset asked with a knowing smirk.

"Well there may have been some kissing too."

Sunset sighed and put a hand on his shoulder. "So now we're up to nine in our little group, including the two of us."

"Sunset, if this is all starting to make you uncomfortable..."

"No, I didn't mean it like that.” Sunset interrupted. “I just never thought that us doing a shared relationship would turn into all this."

"Me either, I thought it would be just the two of us, but then Moon and Trixie came into our lives and it kind of just snowballed from there."

"Well, we are alone right now." Sunset said closing and locking the door with her magic. She then slipped into Mal’s lap, hooked her arms around his neck and looked down at him with an amorous smirk. Mal grinned, but before the two could really do anything a letter popped into existence between the two of them.

The letter was opened and read by Mal. "Well we’ve just been invited to Discord’s birthday party." He said in a slightly annoyed tone.

Sunset raised an eyebrow at this. "He actually remembers his birthday?" She asked.

"Well I guess even with his insanity, then a thousand years in stone he must have recalled the day of his birth." Mal said with a shrug.

"I wonder who else he invited?"

In a tomb in the badlands, a letter popped into existence. In the griffin royal palace Princess Gilda room had a letter appear. In the crystal palace another appeared. In Canterlot palace a final appeared in Luna’s room.

"I know he invited Luna, still can't wrap my head around those two dating."

"I don't know, I think it's kind of sweet that they're dating." Mal rolled his eyes at Sunset's response. "So what are you thinking of getting him?" She asked.

"I don't know, what are you supposed to get a god of chaos for his birthday?” Mal asked. “Maybe I could find a painting of dogs playing poker, something tells me he might like that."

"Please don't, that would be so tacky."

"But, do you think he'd like it?"

Sunset thought for a moment and shrugged. "Most likely, I guess."

Author's Note

Mal is not apart of the Displaced Multiverse he doesn't exist in it and the two are as related as Discord is to G1 canon. Malthael is not meeting others and attempts to do a cameo is not going to happen. Sorry if we got your hopes up, NewUnitedEmpire and I were just making a joke.