The train ride back to ponyville started as a quiet one, as I was still processing what exactly had happened. My new teammates were chatting at a table in my private car, occasionally glancing at me. In all honesty, they did not look like soldiers (Well, Greta did. the others? not so much.) I may have also had a problem taking them seriously in french maid costumes. I was so deep in thought that I didn’t notice Crimson until she was waving her hand in my face.

“Lord Fielder? Hello?” she said, shaking me from my thoughts.

“Err, Sorry miss gauze. I was pretty deep in my thoughts. What do ya need?” I said leaning forward to listen.

“Well...Since you’re...Special like us, we thought we’d share our abilities. Get to know each other, Y’know?” she said, Shifting nervously and fiddling with her glasses. “I mean, at first I thought you were just some stuffy human noble with weird tastes. But then you did that cool skull thing.”

“yeah. Go ahead. But first, Why is nobody surprised to see a human. I thought I was the last.” I said

“Oh that’s simple. There’s this island way out east that has humans on it. They started trading with us about three hundred years ago. It’s hard to believe you haven’t seen another one yet.” she replied, shrugging. I facepalmed.

“My own fault for never asking I suppose. Continue.” I said from behind my hand.

“Well, We’re all monsters...Like you.” Said Crimson, smiling and showing her fangs. “I am a vampony. Oh, it feels so good to get that off my chest!” she said, sighing and giving me a smile. Greta walked over and sat down.

“I am Greta. I am a bezerker. Most of the time, ‘zerkers are thrown into the coliseum. we’re too dangerous otherwise. Mom had different plans.” She said, shaking my hand.

“I’m Milly. A pleasure ta be makin’ yer acquaintance! I’m half Demon, But dinnae be afraid o’ me. Ma was more of a divvil than Pa e’er was.” she said, patting my back (which had the unintended side effect of throwing me across the car.) I landed next to Willow wisp, Who looked down to me.

“....I am a possessed doll…..” she said, not moving her mouth. I’d always been afraid of porcelain dolls, but the way she said that….So many must have run from her. It was actually quite sad. So, instead of going with my baser instinct and running, I stood and ruffled her hair and ears. ( I was honestly surprised at how real they felt, until Willow explained that the magic that binds her to her form also makes her real. As it turns out, her Husband couldn’t bear to watch her die, and so bound her to a doll he’d made. Now, she wants either Peace, or to be made mortal. like pinocchio.)

Moonlight Serenade walked over to me and hugged me. “Hi! I’m a Succubus! we’re like, cousins of the changelings, but feed on ambient emotions rather than specifics. Another way we eat….Is through protein donations. Wanna sign up?” she asked, giving me rather effective bedroom eyes before Crimson smacked her upside the head.

“No seducing the master. It’s unprofessional.” she said.

“But I’m huuungry….” Serenade whined.

“Can you survive on regular food?” I asked, A bit put off on how I’d have to feed her.

“Well, yeah, but emotions and...er...Essence, taste so much better.” Replied Serenade. Crimson Agreed.

“Same for me. but with blood.” she said.

“Me, Moonlight, and Crimson require protein. Meat, some beans etc. Milly’s a vegetarian and willow...well, she likes tea. Will any of that be a problem sir?” Greta asked.

“No. As long as you work for me, I’ll see your taken care of. First though, when we get home, lose those ridiculous outfits. I don’t care what you wear, as long as it’s professional.” I said, standing as the train came to a halt.“Now come on. It’s late, and you guys need to unpack in your new rooms.”

As we left the train and walked through ponyville, I drew many jealous gazes. Something tells me this is gonna be one hell of a headache, and that Celestia and Luna need to be pranked.

Author's Note

Phew. felt really motivated today. Enjoy! On a side note, I still hope somebody draws Brandon. just sayin'