I could only hang my head in despair as Aderyn slammed another stack of papers on my desk. They were building permits, Dispute resolution requests, Requests for public appearances, tax forms, contracts, and basically anything that could come to mind. A majority were easy to remove. I just sent them along to the local officials and bureaucrats, rather confounded as to why these people would send them to me rather than those who are employed to do such things. However, there was still a pile as tall as myself next to my desk. As the new lord of the Everfree, I was expected to raise and train a local guard contingent, Play judge at the local court, and set a fair tax rate to pay for both the guards and the local governing system. I would also be called upon to resolve civil disputes, protect the town, listen to the problems of the people and either make a decision or send them up the chain of command, among other things.

The burdens of leadership were intense. It was only my first day and I’d already stopped more than a dozen fights between the ex-refugees and the local ponies. A majority welcomed the Cervi people (and those of other races who joined us), but a select few were very intolerant. Filthy Rich was a godsend. he recognized that his store could make a lot of money off of exotic Cervi woodworking. and put his time, effort, and influence to work. He may be rich and slightly arrogant, but he’s an alright guy. (his daughter however is a spoiled bitch, In need of an attitude adjustment.)

“Only a bit more paperwork for tonight uncle” Aderyn said, patting me on the back. “I’ll get you some more coffee. cheer you right up sirrah”

My only response was a tired groan. Even the dead get no rest right? fucking paperwork. Aderyn just chuckled as he left the office. It was late, nearly 11 o’clock. Time to take the special medicine the Princesses had made for me. It suppresses my curse temporarily, allowing me to live as a mostly normal human for a short time. (Of course, I still can’t fucking die without using silver or fire.) As I lay my head in the puddle of tears a knock came to my door. I stood up thinking Aderyn had some trouble opening the door. When I opened it however, I was greeted by a grinning Daring Do.

“What’s up big guy? How ya handling being a noble?” she said slugging me in the arm.

“Absolute shit Daring. nothin’ but paperwork and problem solving.” I replied running a hand over my face as I reached into the pocket of my uniform and removed a small vial of glowing liquid, downing it like a shot. It tasted like piss and ghost pepper juice mixed together but I held it down.

Daring looked a bit confused. “What’d you just shoot back B? Looks like nasty stuff.?

“Medicine. Let’s me be human… well more than half the time that is. Gives me back my sense of taste and my ability to sleep….even if the first thing I have to taste makes dirt look appetizing.” I replied, stepping into a dark corner to show I still had skin.

“Huh. Neat” said Daring, nodding her head approvingly. “Got any clothes that are less...Stiff?” she asked.

“A few silk suits and some travel clothes. nothin’ much yet.” I replied.Daring just smiled.

“Suit up big guy, we’re goin’ to the club.” she said, dragging me out of the office.

*****15 minutes later*****

Daring was dragging me through the streets of Ponyville in the dead of night. I was dressed in a black silk three piece suit (with shades to hide the glow of my eyes), and Daring was wearing denim shorts, some sporty tee, and high tops. (Why they needed shoes when they have hooves is beyond me).

Music blared from a rather large building adorned with different colored lights. Practically a laser show on the outside. The bouncer Instantly recognized me, so we bypassed the line entirely. (It was fuggin’ huge). The music was pounding, and Ponies and Cervi were dancing like mad. (Especially a pink mare known as pinkie. She had her own corner because people kept getting thrown about.) However, when folks noticed me, they stopped dancing. The Cervi bowed, and many of the Ponies looked nervous. The Dj, a white mare with a blue mane stopped the music and looked at me with a frown.

“Oh great. A stuffy ass noble here to tell us off. Why don’t you just fuck off and let us party bro.” she said, lifting her glasses up and glaring at me with crimson eyes. I smirked at Daring, who wore a shocked look on her face, but before she could go teach a lesson to the Dj, I held her back and pulled my trump card from my pocket. My Music Gem. an ecclectic collection of songs amounting to 2,000 hours of old earth music. Daring blinked and then grinned before giving me a thumbs up.

I silently approached the platform the Dj was playing from before politely asking her to move.

“Taking over now huh? Sure asshole. Show me what you got.” She said. I didn’t get what her problem with nobles is, but I planned on showing her I wasn’t some stuffy snob. I placed my gem in a special receptacle and chose my first Song as it started, a magical wave washed over me. I saw The Dj’s horn glowing and she was smiling deviously. I found myself dancing against my will. Daring and the Dj showed up right next to me and we began a whole routine that would’ve made the Jabbawockeez green with envy. Daring was laughing and shooting me a mischievous grin that told me she’d planned this all along. Honestly though, it was fun, and the Others in the club loved it. When we finished, there was cheering and clapping. The Dj walked up to me and slapped me on the back.

“Hey man, sorry about that. Daring put me up to it. Name’s Vinyl by the way. Whoa dude, epic eyes!” Vinyl Exclaimed. I realized my glasses had fallen a bit, and the club was dark enough for them to glow a soft ethereal blue. Thinking quickly I lied. The princesses had asked me to keep my undeath a secret.

“Side effect of an accident involving magic. Creeps people out, so I hide it.”

Vinyl just smiled. “Way cool dude. Got anymore music like that? I could feel the beat in my skull!”

I smiled and showed her my entire dubstep Playlist. Vinyl just squealed in excitement and Pulled me into a kiss. Daring’s jaw dropped as I fought to get oxygen with the white pony’s tongue down my throat. The folks around us just cheered. Vinyl broke the kiss and turned around, whipping my behind with her tail as she headed back towards stage.

“Maybe I’ll see you around here again Brighteyes.Bring more music” she said seductively. As Daring gaped. She grabbed my arm and dragged me back outside of the club in a huff before I could say anything.

“Not going back there anytime soon” she mumbled.

“Wait a minute” I asked, reaching into the area between my cheek and jaw. I pulled out a cherry stem, tied into a little bow. I blushed, Daring slugged me, and we headed home. Honestly… It was a great night...and I really want to go back.

Author's Note

Exxaxion: it was fun but i have other people to work for so sayonara for now
Me:You two timin’ me boy?
Exxaxion: i ain't mutually exclusive, editors gotta eat, and I’m HUNGRY for fanfiction!
Me: Holy shit bro that's funny! It's goin' in the author's notes.