Waking up after what had to be the strangest dream of my life, I open my eyes to find that I'm back in Celestia's room. It looked to be closer to lunch, judging by the location of the sun. I felt a little light headed and it sucked quite a bit because that meant I couldn't look for the mare I'm supposed to marry.

"Cel-*cough-cough*!!" I grabbed my throat and started to rub the stinging pain away. "Celestia!" Using all but a fraction of my energy, I pushed myself up. The world spun around me, and I began to feel really sick. I closed my eyes again and took a few calming breaths. As soon as I knew it was safe, I pushed myself up more. I was on my knees now.

The door to the bathroom opened with Celestia stepping through. "C-Chris?! Oh thank goodness you're awake!" She ran over to me and threw her hooves around my body. Her wings were extended outwards and then around me as well. Her head rubbed my neck, tickling it profusely.

I decided it was about time I had returned the hug so I wrapped my arms around her, just under her wings. "Y-yeah...I'm wake...again. I feel like Captain America..." I said and started to feel something wet drip down my back. "H-hey....are you crying?" I felt her nod. I start to rub her back and toss my hand through her mane and down her neck. "Hey now...I'm fine...I'm...I'm not hurt or dying..."

"I was so scared....C-Chris...That you weren't going to wake up this time...W-when you..when you yelled at that mare, something happened to you, and there was nothing we could do to stop it." She sniffed lightly and had a long frown on her face.

I frowned too, I don't like it when I see those I cared about to see them sad. "Does it have something to do with magic?" She nods, and I sighed. "Kinda figured...Does this mean I'll turn into a pony or something now that I have magic?"

I feel and hear her chuckles. "Only if you'd like. It wouldn't take long now that you have magic of your own now." She answers me with a smile. "You made me laugh..."

"Laughter is the best medication." I said almost dryly, but more of a sarcastic remark. She laughs a little more and lifts her head.

We peered into each other's eyes. Her magenta eyes meet my own eyes in a peaceful battle over beauty. They twinkle and shine, reflecting the sun's light ever so slightly. "I've never been more happy than this..." I say, rubbing my thumb under her chin. "Not since my family fell apart and I became the sink were trouble flowed in... Celestia, I don't know you a whole lot, but from what I see around me and what I'm able to gather..." Leaning in I touched my nose with her's. "Love is something we cannot control...That I know. My mother always said that you love who you love no matter what the difference between the two of you is."

She smiles at me a little. "She sounds like a smart human."

"And one of the brightest minds I could think of. Then again, mothers are smart, and deadly too." I took a deep breath through my nose, taking her scent in. "Beauty... Someone like me sees it in everything we look at. Even something so ugly it kills everyone, that....it has beauty..."

"So what about me?" She asks.

"You want me to lie or to be honest?"

"Honest, please."

I thrust my head so our lips could meet. I feel her tounge touch my lips and I allowed it to enter. I wrapped my tounge around her's and pull on it slightly. Her hair suddenly lost its magical touch and turned pink before falling over her face. I pull away, leaving her panting, and myself slightly out of breath.

"You are kind, sweet, and caring to all those who dwell near you or far away. You make time for even the most useless ponies. Someone like you...is pretty freaking fucking rare. Beautiful, smart, kind, and...your laughter makes my day." I explained. I kissed her again, feeling even more lightheaded than before.

"You look like you're about to be sick." She giggles. "You're still recovering from your little magic surge."

"Is that why I feel exhausted?" I asked, smiling at her and rubbing her neck. "That explains everything."

"Chris, I love you." She said after a long silence between us. "None other than you and my sister have treated me as you do now. You're the oasis I've been longing for...Everypony sees me as a perfect pony princess, but you think other wise."

"Yeah, you think so?" She nods. "I love ya too. I mean it." I said, turning my head so she could see my smile.

She leans on my shoulder and looks out on the balcony. "Do you want to be a pony?"

"Maybe..." I answer. "But I don't know. I want our foals to know what I was. If I change, I might not want to change back. I might be a unicorn or something...I don't think I'll be an alicorn."

"With the amount of magic you have now? You're like a type three unicorn, maybe a four if you train hard."

"Is that good?" I asked.

"Very." She said. "I'm going to take a shower, I feel sickly."

"Need help getting your back?" I asked, giving her a smirk.

She giggled and rolled her eyes. I wasn't sure what made her laugh so much more enjoyable, but it was. It was like when the D and A strings on a violin play at the same time, making a smooth two toned sound. "I do suppose you need a bath as well. It's been a little while hasn't it?"

I stood up and chuckled. Taking off my shirt, I shrugged. "Eh, only when a need one will I take one."

"Well, you need-need a bath." She picked me up with her magic and carried me over to her. "I'll clean you up real well." Celestia gave me this sultry look. "Okay?"

"Can't say no to a princess."

The bath was quickly drawn and the room was filled with a mist that smelt of strawberries and bananas. As much as it made me hungry, I did need a bath. Better be cleaned before I ate. Celestia told me she would return in a few minutes, saying something I can't really remember, maybe it was because she kinda mumbled it, only giving me notice of her departure.

I got myself butt-naked and set myself in the pool of a fucking tub she had. Seriously, the damn thing was pretty much a pool, the deepest part of it being three or so feet. The water stopped at my hips, and I sat down on a small seat built in to the pool-tub. The water was warm and I felt awesome. My whole body pretty much turned to pudding, rich vanilla pudding too. I was white!

Celestia came back in a moment later, wearing a pink fly net looking thing over her wings. Her mane was tied back and her royal look was replaced by a look I didn't have a name for. Maybe sexy I suppose? She did look appealing.

"My king..." She said in a soft and meek voice. Now I had it, she looked a little smaller. "I offer myself to you."

"King? Bah! Come."

"Yes sire..." She got closer to the tub. "I await your orders. I will do anything you ask of me."

Ah, so she was trying to role-play. I guess my charisma was maxed out right now. I give her one finger and silently tell her that I want her closer. I whispered. "How'd you know I like role-play? You know what, never mind. If this goes far, safe word will always be Pickles."

Her head shot back and she gave me a confused look. "Pickles? Why Pickles?"

"Because during sex and someone says pickles, you won't be confused with, help me or something or the other." I explained. "Now, my beautiful queen, please, bathe with me."

She gave a slight nod and stepped inside. The pink netting started to float on the surface of the water. "What is it that you would like for me to do?"

I turned around and pointed at my back. "I want you to scrub my back. Gently..."

"Y-you've seen much combat my king..." She sounded really sad. Celestia pressed her hoof against my back and made a sad whinny.

"Nearly died too." I said quietly after a few long seconds. "Now scrub, please."

She brought a sponge to my back and moved the brush in small circles. It tickled my back a whole bunch, but at the same time, I could feel myself relaxing. I felt at peace really while she scrubbed. Leaning on the edge of the tub-pool, I began to think about what I was before all this.

War. Always in War. Here in Equestria was peace, harmony, tranquility. I was able to let my guard down, to allow myself to relax my stressed muscles, and give my heart a much needed break from the constant heavy thrums it almost always had to force blood and oxygen through my body. Celestia gave me a gift, well a few of them. The town of Ponyville helped me know what to expect from Equestria. I already have seen much of what was thought to be just myths come to life. Earth was far away, a dimension away.

Peace, just peace now. Peace...Only aware of the single tear that slid down my face just now, I was actually happy that I was able to cry. I thought I was unable to shed sorrowful tears. More fell down my face, and I took a shuddering breath in.

"Are you okay?" Celestia asked.

"Just happy, keep going." I smiled back at her.

Nodding, she replied, "Yes sire." She began to work on my lower back.

Was all of this actually real? Or was I finally crazy enough to forget about the reality I wanted to reject. This one was much better and filled with less bullshit from other bullshitters. More tears fell, now light steady rivers.

"We'll do this another time, here, let me hold you." Celestia set the sponge aside and pulled me close. I went to full out sobbing, and time seemed to just slip by....

I set Chris back on our bed with a small frown. I wasn't mad at him, I was mad at whomever did this to him. Had I had known him before all of this mess, I was sure that I would be able to find out. No, that would be bad I suppose. He wouldn't like it, that I no doubt over. He had ended up crying for a couple hours, and even the bath went cold before he even passed out from his long sob.

He whimpered in his sleep and it almost made me jump from my skin. "Damn you..." More of his random mumbles escaped his lips. I knew that he was still asleep.

And knowing I find myself saying this world over and over again, whenever I see him like this. "Chris..."

I smacked myself in the face. What the hell was wrong with me? What the hell had spurred that side of myself. I never cried, never showed my sadness on the outside. Frowning while in the hold of Celestia. She had me wrapped her her hooves. I was wearing a robe that felt like fur. She had even dressed me.

How could I? What was happening to me? Why was it happening for the first place. Yeah sure I thought it would be cool to be kinky, but I had felt so relaxed. Much of it was a blur really. I was really pissed that I was the focal point. Like some dick was pushing me in shit for no reason. What made me so important that lead me to getting this? Was it my past? Is this what I have slaved towards?

Was I dead?

Author's Note

So things evolve into a deeper relationship.

To explain in case there are those of you have yet to understand: Being able to actually cry, and knowing that you are crying is something that as who I am as a person, cannot really do. I mean I can cry, but most of the time I am unable to actually shed a tear, I will just shut down. In this situation, Chris found himself in a safe place, away from the chaos that made him who he was. Once he was able to realize it, and put it into his robot-like brain, he found release.

And yes, I know this doesn't seem like it hasn't have a plot at all. Let me tell you this. There was a plot, but I decided that it can come in the sequel. This is mostly backround and information.

Sequel confirmed. Just don't know when it will be released...And I bet you all had your hands in your pants too, ha!