Fluttershy felt like a new woman. She had confessed her feelings to Alucard, he’d made love to her, and thanks to him she felt so much more comfortable with her body. Hence why she was humming a cheerful tune with a big smile on her face as she walked through Ponyville toward the library, wearing a miniskirt with spring green stockings, low heel shoes, a blouse that exposed a very generous amount of her cleavage, helped by her breasts bouncing with a near audible boing with every step she took, and the part that made her feel so very naughty: she had gone completely commando. No panties or bra. Reaching her destination, she stepped into the library. “Good morning, Twilight!” she called cheerfully, at a normal person’s definition of normal speaking volume.

Twilight looked up at Fluttershy and waved, “Morning Fluttershy! How did you sleep last night?”

Fluttershy sighed in happiness. “I slept wonderfully. Best I’ve ever slept in fact.” She giggled. “Alucard sure knows how to treat a woman.”

Twilight stopped. “..... Wait, what did you say?” She looked over her shoulder at Alucard, raising an eyebrow in confusion.

“I said that Alucard really knows how to treat a woman,” Fluttershy said, sighing blissfully as she remembered the previous night.

“....” Twilight’s stare turned into a glare, “Alucard. Explain.”

“Your standing orders were followed to the letter, master,” Alucard assured. “She’s still very much a virgin.”

Fluttershy looked at him in confusion. “But… I remember you making love to me, Alucard.”

“Ah, I understand now,” Twilight made a face of realization, “Fluttershy, you didn’t have sex last night. Alucard just used his, how should I put this… He used his ‘vampire mind powers’ to make you think he was having sex with you.”

“So…” Fluttershy felt herself tearing up. “None of it was real?” She found herself enveloped in Alucard’s embrace.

“The foreplay was very real, Fluttershy,” Alucard explained, gently rubbing her back. “But everything from me penetrating you onward was in your head.”

Fluttershy calmed down as she heard that and wiped the nascent tears away. “I see. But… Why didn’t you really take me?”

“I was ordered not to,” Alucard said. “Perhaps my master can better explain.”

Twilight held up a lecture pointer, retrieved from her pocket, “You see, Fluttershy, no matter how much you may want Alucard, I can’t let you have sex with him… well, not just yet, that is. There is a very good reason for this. You see, as a vampire, Alucard is functionally immortal; so long as nothing manages to completely destroy him, he will never age and will most likely last until the end of the world itself. I, being a rather powerful aetherial, will most likely live for hundreds of years. You, on the other hand, are a pretty much normal aerial. And since the average lifespan of an aerial is just over eighty years old… you can see how this may be a problem in your relationship. Now, the reason why you must remain a virgin is as such: If you want to keep your relationship with Alucard going for as long as possible, vampirism is our first and currently best option. However, to be a true, conscious vampire, one must be both a virgin and the opposite sex of their sire. Ergo, if you wish to be with Alucard, you currently have both bases covered. Now that you know why… well, the decision of what to do now is entirely up to you.”

Alucard gently hugged Fluttershy from behind. “Bear in mind, Fluttershy, that if you choose the path of the draculina, then time will become your friend, and an eternity of blood your destiny. You will no longer be strictly you. I am no longer simply Vlad Tepes. I have lost the borders of myself in a great sanguine sea.” He turned her to face him, looking into her eyes. “Blood is the currency of the soul, the vehicle of life. Blood is the medium through which life may be transferred. To drink blood is take the essence of a soul into oneself and steal everything that defines them.”

Fluttershy’s eyes widened as her knees began to shake, “I-I… I don’t know what to say…. I mean, uhm… I would love to be with Alucard forever… but… but I don’t think I could ever just… d-drink b-blood like that… I-this is all just so sudden, I…. I don- I need time to think….”

“You would not be a full vampire from the start,” Alucard said. “Just a fledgling with the enhanced physical abilities and third eye. Only by drinking blood would you become a true vampire. Until then, you would only be able to keep your strength up by sleeping in a coffin lined with the soil of your birthplace.”

“Oh… t-that does sound a bit better… b-but still… I don’t know if I could do such a thing….” Fluttershy began tearing up, not sure of how to respond or react.

Alucard hugged her close and gently wiped her tears away. “You don’t have to answer right away, and I would actually advise against it. Master is looking into other options to make you and herself immortal. To sacrifice your humanity, even to be with the one you love… No matter the motive you would still be seen as a monster by some of the more… extreme parts of humanity.”

Fluttershy nodded and leaned into Alucard’s embrace, “But… even if I don’t become a vampire… we can still be together, right?”

“Of course,” Alucard answered with a smile as he held her.

Unfortunately, the moment was broken by someone coming into the library. “Uh… Am ah interruptin’ somethin?” Applejack asked awkwardly, seeing Fluttershy not only showing more skin than the farmgirl had ever seen her show, but also in Alucard’s arms.

Twilight sat up straight, coughing and blushing slightly, “Ah, uh, no, not really. Just explaining how our relationship is going to work with Fluttershy. Is there something you needed, Applejack?” She stood, ready to help Applejack with whatever she needed.

Applejack cleared her throat and warily eyed the vampire king as she moved past him, noting with relief that he seemed rather focused on Fluttershy. Good. Maybe she wouldn’t have to kick his ass all the way to the moon after all. “Right. Well, Ah was wonderin’ if you gals and Alucard wanted to come with me ta Appleloosa. Ah got a cousin there named Braeburn, an ah’m taking him a tree from Sweet Apple Acres fer his orchard. Pinkie, Dash, Gilda, an Rarity said they’ll come. You and Flutters are the last ones on the list.”

“I’d love to go with you,” Twilight smiled, “I’ve never been down to Appleloosa, so I’m sure it will be an educational experience.” She looked over to Trixie, who was furiously working behind her desk and making sure every book in the library was accounted for. “Trixie?”

“Yes, Sparkle?” Trixie’s reply came flat and monotone, her entire world currently being the ten foot radius of space around her.

Twilight blinked, “Wow, you’re… should you be working that hard? Anyway, would you like to come with us down to Appleloosa?”

Trixie paused in her writing and looked up at Twilight. “If the both of us go on this little trip, who will mind the library? Trixie knows you think highly of Spike, but can a single dracolich handle this entire library for however long we’re gone?”

Twilight rolled her eyes, “Despite him having the relative processing ability of an average teenage boy when around Rarity… or whenever anyone so much as mentions her name… Spike was taught by me. He knows the importance of responsibility and getting things done… even though he pretends he doesn’t. He’ll be fine, I think.”

“That does little to inspire Trixie’s confidence, Twilight Sparkle,” Trixie said with a small snort. She turned her gaze to Applejack. “Applejack?”

“If’n Twi thinks Spike can handle workin’ a library fer ‘bout three days, I’m inclined to agree. May not see him around too often, but Ah can tell the little guy’s got a good head on him.” Applejack nodded, turning to Fluttershy, “Anyway, ‘Shy, you comin’ with?”

Fluttershy smiled and nodded. “I’d love to go, Applejack.” The change in her demeanor was very noticeable.

“Well, alrighty then. I s’pose I don’t have t’ask you, Alucard, given that your lady friend is comin’ with,” Applejack chuckled, “Well, anyway train leaves in two hours, ‘n I gotta lot ‘a work to do ‘fore then.”

“We will meet you at the train station then, Applejack,” Alucard said, showing his gentlemanly side by opening the door for her.

“Thank ya kindly, Alucard.”

“So where’d Applejack go?” Rainbow asked, lounging on one of the seats. “Haven’t seen her since she got that tree on board.”

“I’m actually slightly disappointed that brother of hers stayed behind,” Trixie muttered, remembering the muscled form of Big Macintosh as he singlehandedly loaded the apple tree they were transporting into the caboose.

Twilight perked up. “Oho~ Does someone have a crush?” she began teasing Trixie.

Trixie blushed and snorted as she looked out at the passing landscape. “Hardly. Trixie simply appreciates good eye candy is all.”

“Twilight, darling. You do have your parasol and plenty of sunblock and aloe vera, yes?” Rarity asked, fussing over their borderline albino friend. “And be sure to drink plenty of water. Desert environments are absolutely awful for a woman of your complexion. If you’re not careful, you could faint from heat exhaustion.”

“Of course I have my parasol,” Twilight rolled her eyes, “I mean, if I get sunburned up in Ponyville, I just know that I’ll need it down in Appleloosa.” She held up her parasol and twirled it lightly, the glimmer of shining metal in its canopy belying just how much she needed it.

“And sunblock and aloe vera?” Rarity pressed, eyebrow arched a bit.

“Yes, yes, mother. I brought those too,” Twilight muttered, waving off Rarity’s concerns. She held up her backpack and pulled out several tubes of sunblock and aloe vera, “See? I told you I brought them.”

“Rarity, quit being such a mother hen, would ya?” Rainbow asked in a bit of annoyance as she looked at the fashionista.

Rarity huffed, “Hmph, do forgive me for trying to make sure Twilight’s complexion doesn’t get any worse.” She crossed her arms and tossed her hair, leveling an exasperated stare at Rainbow.

Rainbow rolled her eyes and started heading for the back of the train. “I’m gonna go find Applejack.”

Rainbow’s eye twitched as she took in the scene before her, “Applejack… I know you like apples and stuff and all… but is it really necessary to read the damn tree bedtime stories!?” She threw her arms out, gesturing at the tree in total exasperation.

Applejack frowned at her chromatic companion and looked back at the tree in question. “Now don’t you listen ta mean old Dash, Bloomberg,” she cooed as she gently rubbed the tree’s bark and tucked it in.

“Vow. Giving zhe tree a bed,” Schrodinger muttered. “Private coach too. Apple trees are fucking celebrities to zhat family.”

“Aww shut up,” Applejack muttered, drawing her hat over her face in embarrassment. Rainbow snickered and flew back out of Bloomberg’s compartment, finally rolling to a halt as her wings failed just as she entered the girls’ cabin.

“Pffffahahahaha!” Rainbow lay on the ground, snickering and giggling incoherently while everyone else stared in concern and confusion.

“... Are… you alright there, Rainbow?” Twilight asked, gently poking Rainbow with her foot.

Rainbow shook her head and kept laughing, all but rolling on the floor in her hysterics, “G-get this! Pfft! Ap-Applejack was- aha!- she was reading the tree a bedtime story! Ahahaaaa! Gods I’m dyin’ over here!”

“....” Twilight shrugged and went back to reading, “Yeah, she’s fine.”

The rest of the girls shrugged and ignored Rainbow’s hysterics, save for Pinkie, who giggled right alongside Rainbow for the next few minutes.

After a few uneventful hours, Alucard glanced out the window and arched an eyebrow. “Hm… What’s with the natives? They look rather irritated.” Men on buffalo were rapidly approaching the train.

Twilight shrugged, “Perhaps… maybe we came at a bad time?” She looked out the window, noting the way that the men dressed and their mounts. Twilight scribbled down notes, humming to herself thoughtfully. “They seem to be the Buffalo tribesmen… I wonder just what’s happening here…”

“I’ll go ask,” Schrodinger said, vanishing and appearing on the back of a buffalo, conversing with its very confused and freaked out rider. Soon enough, he returned to the train, calmly seated. “Zhey vant to steal zhe tree zhat ve are carrying.”

“....Oh…” Twilight mumbled, “Well, I don’t think we should tell Applejack… we… and this is me saying this, by the way, we really don’t need Applejack to kill every Buffalo Tribesman within a seventeen mile radius. So, girls, game plan: Rainbow, knock them off their mounts. Rarity, Pinkie, if you can, keep them from detaching the car with the tree in it. Trixie, you’re with me up top. We’ll be keeping them away from the train. Alucard…. stay here. We don’t need to kill people right now.”

“Aw… But I wanted to fight!” Alucard whined, crossing his arms like a petulant child in his seat beside Fluttershy. “Is there any circumstance you’ll let me blow some heads off under?”

“If we’re truly in danger, kill as much as you need. But unless we can’t solve a situation nonlethally, your guns are to remain holstered at all times. Got it?” Twilight crossed her arms and gave Alucard a stern look.

Alucard looked like he wanted to protest more, but slowly lifted his hat from his head and placed it over his chest. “As you command, my master,” he said in his serious tone. “I will ensure that none of you are brought to serious harm.”

Twilight nodded, “Good. Now, Trixie?”

“Yes, Sparkle?” Trixie raised an eyebrow, rapier at the ready.

“To the roof, shall we?” Twilight opened the train window, lashing out with her wires and hauling herself onto the roof, using her magic to ensure that she didn’t slice through whatever she had anchored to. Trixie huffed and followed, runic circles appearing in midair as she launched up to the roof from the window.

“Alright!” Twilight yelled, barely audible over the roar of wind, “We need to keep these guys away from the train as best as we can! Go for anything nonlethal!”

Rainbow had followed the pair from the window and was already flying an orbit around the train, ready to distract and harass at the first sign of hostility.

Just as they got into position, the tribesmen moved in, their mounts ramming the train hard. Some took the opportunity to jump onboard the train, climbing to the roof.

Twilight lashed out with, spells flashing through the air in dazzling arcs and knocking the men away. Trixie whirled around, confusing the men as she sped around and past them, hitting them with strikes meant to incapacitate.

While they were distracted by the tribesmen, a smaller teenage girl had climbed up behind them and was making her way toward the caboose. Though she did not escape the notice of Rainbow Dash.

“Hey! Get back here!” Rainbow shouted, racing after the girl as fast as she could and cutting off the girl’s path.

Undeterred, the girl flipped over Dash and continued without missing a beat toward the caboose.

“What the!?” Rainbow shook her head and blocked off the girl’s path again, this time slamming into her from behind and tackling the smaller girl to the roof of the train. “Alright, kid! Stay down if you know what’s good for you!”

With a small smirk, the girl shoved Rainbow back onto her feet and ducked just as the big sign reached them. Rainbow, startled, failed to notice the sign until she had slammed into it, the entire thing ringing from the force of her impact.

Twilight and Trixie winced as they sliced the part of the sign Rainbow had slammed into down and pulled the rainbow haired girl from its surface, checking over the dazed aerial. “Rainbow, you okay?” Twilight asked, lightly slapping Rainbow’s face.

“I can’t feel my faaaace…” Rainbow moaned, twitching pathetically on the rooftop.

“... Yeah, she’s fine,” Twilight muttered, leaving Rainbow and Trixie behind to catch the girl that had managed to thwart Rainbow so easily.

In the time they had taken to tend to Rainbow, the girl had reached the caboose and detached it from the train. She smirked as she stepped inside, turning just in time to meet a fist with her face. Crying out in pain, she fell to the floor, feeling the undoubtable strength of a terran in that blow. Looking up, she saw Applejack cracking her knuckles. Groaning, she said what she’d heard was said by some settlers in such a situation. “Oh fuck me…”

“Oh fuck you is right, girly,” Applejack loomed over the girl, not noticing the detached caboose slowing down. “Now, how’s about we have a nice… little… chat?”

The girl gulped as she felt like she was looking into the face of Death himself.

Rarity and Pinkie stared after the caboose, watching as it decelerated to a halt. “Well, Pinkie dear, I don’t exactly know how we’re supposed to get that back…” Rarity turned to Pinkie, as if expecting the random girl to know the answer.

“I know! The script didn’t say anything about this!” Pinkie said as she pulled a script out of nowhere. “For one thing, Spike’s still in Ponyville and Applejack’s in the caboose! We’ve officially gone off the rails, Rarity my friend!”

“... What?” Rarity stared, completely befuddled. “Pinkie, mind giving me an explanation I can properly comprehend?” Turning back to the caboose, she sighed, “Oh, Twilight is going to be furious I can tell…”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU COULDN’T STOP THE CABOOSE FROM DETACHING!?” Twilight screamed, grabbing both Pinkie and Rarity by the ears, “I LITERALLY TOLD YOU TO KEEP THE TRAIN IN ONE PIECE! YOU TWO HAD ONE JOB! ONE! JOB! HOW DID YOU FAIL AT KEEPING THE JOINT FROM DETACHING WHEN ALL YOU HAD TO DO WAS KEEP THE PIN IN PLACE!?” Twilight was livid, so livid in fact that her hair had literally begun smoking from sheer rage.

“Master, you’re about to burst into flames,” Alucard pointed out. “Perhaps now would be a good time to practice those breathing exercises that Cadance taught you.”

Twilight huffed and began breathing deeply, visibly trying to calm down. “Okay… okay…. I’m good. I’m calm now.”

“Are you sure you’re calm?” Fluttershy asked, hiding behind Alucard.

“..... Pretty sure,” Twilight mumbled, taking a few more deep breaths.

“So what do we do now?” Gilda asked, leaning on one of the bunks with her arms crossed. “Those assholes kidnapped our friend!”

Twilight tapped her chin, “Well, when we get to Appleloosa, first thing we should do is enlist some help. After all, Applejack did say she has family there, so I figure we could get a decent amount of people to back us up. After that… well, we’ll see.”

“I’m gonna kick some serious ass for this!” Rainbow yelled before cringing in pain.

“Rainbow, stay down,” Trixie chided, “You’re in no shape to be doing anything right now. Honestly, a collision with a sign at that speed… I’m surprised you didn’t break your neck.”

“It’ll take more than that to put me down!” Rainbow insisted. “I can walk it off!”

“Can you even stand?” Trixie snarked, raising her eyebrow. The single armed mage placed her hand on her hip, staring at Rainbow.

Rainbow took her challenge and started trying to get to her feet, groaning in discomfort. Trixie waited patiently, as if trying to see when Rainbow would collapse.

Rainbow finally collapsed back down, crying out in pain. Alucard gave Trixie a glare. “I can understand proving a point, but even I think that’s going too far, Trixie.”

Trixie felt a chill down her spine. If Alucard was calling her by name, then he must have been deathly serious. “Trixie did not mean to force Rainbow into trying to stand,” Trixie mumbled, making sure that Rainbow was alright, “Trixie merely meant to keep Rainbow from trying something foolhardy.”

“You should know by now that she takes such questions as challenges,” Alucard said, still frowning at the former show woman.

“... Trixie had forgotten about that…” Trixie mumbled, blushing and scratching the back of her head in embarrassment. Rainbow rolled her eyes and attempted to shift into a more comfortable position, grunting from the exertion.

“How much longer until we reach our destination, master?” Alucard asked, finally looking away from Trixie.

Twilight checked the window, then shrugged, “Honestly, it’s about… I’d say almost three forty, judging by the sun. And before you ask, yes, I forgot my watch. Anyway, we should be at Appleloosa in about twenty minutes, give or take.”

Alucard nodded and stood up. “I’m going to take the time for myself then,” he said as he headed to what was now the last coach with the theft of the caboose.

Fluttershy followed, quietly slipping from the coach with barely a sound. Twilight simply sat back and watched the two go, inwardly cheering for their relationship.

Alucard stared out the door at the end of the train in quiet contemplation. Things had changed quite a bit for him since he’d been bound to his master.

Fluttershy softly walked up beside him, taking a seat and sitting quietly, content to just bask in Alucard’s presence.

After several moments of companionable silence, Alucard finally spoke. “Was there something you wanted, Fluttershy?” he asked while still looking at the landscape.

“O-oh, no… not really… I just… I just wanted to be near you, Alucard,” Fluttershy stammered, looking up at him with a small smile.

Alucard looked at her with a smile of his own as he sat down beside her. “I have to ask. Why me? I would think that our first meeting would make me the last man you’d ever consider giving your heart to.”

Fluttershy blushed, “W-well… it’s just that… you don’t care about what other people think… and you’re always yourself… I-I mean, you’re a little too perverted normally, but it’s okay… A-and when you’re around Twilight… I can tell that you really do care about her… and I just… I just thought it was… so…” She trailed off with a squeak, burying her face in her hands and blushing furiously.

“So what?” Alucard pressed, slipping his arm around her shoulders and pulling her closer to him.

Fluttershy shook her head, burying her face into Alucard’s chest and just squeaking incoherently.

“You can tell me anything, my dear,” Alucard said, gently rubbing her back as he tilted her face up to look into her eyes.

“I-I just… uhm… I just thought… it was…. so…. I thought… uhm….” Fluttershy stuttered, not providing any more of a coherent explanation.

Alucard pulled her into a tender kiss, figuring that might calm her nerves. Fluttershy kissed back almost hungrily, grateful for not having to speak more.

Alucard pulled her closer and held the tender kiss as he ran his fingers through her hair. Finally breaking the kiss, he held her in silence, idly rubbing her back, smirking at how she had decided to wear neither bra nor panties in the wake of their relationship’s beginning.

Fluttershy rested against Alucard, once more simply basking in his presence, a healthy blush covering her face.

Alucard planted a kiss on her forehead. “You’ve become rather daring, my dear. Once again I prove a bad influence on a woman I come to care deeply for. Before our relationship, you never showed so much skin. And I doubt you went without undergarments.” He pulled his glove off before reaching into her revealing V-neck and gently squeezed one of her breasts, both to tease her and to prove his point.

Fluttershy gasped and flinched slightly, not expecting Alucard to just squeeze her so daringly, “A-ah! A-Alucard! P-please not h-here! E-er! I mean! Uhm, uh… I! Eep!” She shrunk in on herself, pinning Alucard’s hand to her breast on accident as she curled into a quivering ball on his lap.

Alucard smiled as he gently massaged the breast he held. “Dear Fluttershy, you need not hide your passion from me. You are even more beautiful when your passion shines through, my dear.” Squeezing her mound a bit more, he leaned down and deeply kissed her.

Fluttershy leaned into the kiss, all but melting into a puddle of hormones from the sensations running through her. She released Alucard’s hand and began stroking his hair as she kissed him.

Though his hand was free, Alucard kept gently rubbing her breast, feeling her erect nipple against his palm as he pushed his tongue into her mouth, seeking to inflame her passions from their first night together.

Fluttershy gasped against Alucard, lightly grinding against his form as she reciprocated the kiss.

Alucard smiled against her lips as he felt her grind against him. Shifting his hand, he slowly slipped the breast he was tending out of her blouse before lightly pinching her nipple.

Fluttershy made a silent moan of pleasure, her head tilting back as she shuddered. She leaned back, shifting off of Alucard’s lap and fondling the bulge in his pants with her free hand as she kissed Alucard once again.

Alucard kissed her back as he quietly moaned against her lips, feeling her soft hand on his bulge. Slipping her other breast from her blouse, he gently squeezed both of them as he deepened their kiss.

Fluttershy continued stroking Alucard’s bulge, slipping her hand into his pants and gripping it directly, softly running her thumb over the head and gently massaging it with her fingers. She cupped his face with her free hand as she kissed him, gently twining a strand of his hair through her fingers.

Alucard groaned into her lips, reaching up to hold her hand against his cheek, enjoying how she tended him. She was proving herself a natural at it despite her inexperience. Running his hand along her arm, he ran his fingers through her hair.

Fluttershy smiled up at Alucard and lowered her head, slowly moving it in the direction of his groin as she worked to undo his fly. She grunted, having a little trouble with the zipper, even with both hands working. With pleading eyes, she looked up at Alucard, asking a silent question.

Alucard smiled at her and nodded, his pants dispelling into shadows. “Do it, my dear. Let your passions flow and take what you desire of me in this moment.”

With a swift movement, Fluttershy took Alucard’s erect shaft into her mouth, tongue gently dragging over the head as she swirled the shaft in her mouth as she bobbed up and down.

Alucard leaned his head back and let out quiet moans of pleasure at her unexpected talent. Reaching out, he rubbed her head as she pleasured him. “So daring, my dear. Do you like the taste?”

Fluttershy released Alucard’s cock with a soft pop, looking up and smiling, “I-it tastes… interesting… but… I like it!” She returned to her ministrations, fondling Alucard’s balls as she continued sucking his shaft.

Alucard groaned a bit louder, having to struggle to keep quiet so that they could avoid being interrupted. “You’re a natural, my dear.”

Fluttershy hummed appreciatively, pulling off of Alucard’s shaft and giving it a long, slow lick from base to head before wrapping her breasts around it and bouncing them up and down, pressing them gently together.

That was a surprise to the vampire, but not an unwelcome one. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation of her soft mounds enveloping and massaging his length as it twitched against her flesh.

Fluttershy tittered, enjoying the strange, but welcome sensation of Alucard’s penis between her breasts. As she worked her breasts up and down, she started moving them in circles, applying pressure in uneven ways.

That made Alucard have more difficulty containing his sounds of pleasure. “Truly there is a kinky seductress beneath the mask of shy blushing, my dear.”

Fluttershy blushed, but kept up with her ministrations, “A-ah, I j-just… uhm… read a lot of romance novels…” She spared herself from further embarrassment by slipping the tip of Alucard’s dick back into her mouth, rubbing her breasts upon the rest of his shaft.

Alucard let out a groan at the sensation before chuckling. “Who knew sweet, innocent Fluttershy was a fan of dirty romance novels?” He grinned at her. “It’s always the quiet ones, isn’t it?”

Fluttershy bobbed her head, gently scraping her teeth against Alucard’s dick and suckling at it, her breasts still squeezed around his shaft.

Alucard finally felt his limit coming as he started swelling in her mouth. “It’s coming, my dear. Your reward for your hard work is coming fast,” he groaned before the floodgates opened, his seed bursting into her mouth.

Fluttershy gulped down as much of Alucard’s seed as she could, finding the taste strange but rather pleasant. After a few swallows though, she pulled away, Alucard’s seed splattering her face and breasts.

Alucard chuckled. “We’ll be arriving soon and you’ve gone and gotten yourself all dirty, my dear,” Alucard pointed out with a grin. “You’re definitely proving kinkier than you look.”

Fluttershy blushed and looked away, lightly dabbing at her face, “Ah… uhm…. I-I need a towel….”

Alucard grinned as his pants reformed. “Why not just use your tongue, my dear?”

Fluttershy wordlessly pointed at the mess staining her face up to her forehead, “I… don’t think my tongue reaches that far… and I can’t reach parts of my shoulders either…”

Pulling her into his lap, the vampire’s form shifted into the visage of Girlycard. “How about I do it for you then?” Before Fluttershy could answer, he/she leaned in and started licking up the stray seed from his/her lover’s absolutely divine body.

“A-ah!” Fluttershy flinched a little, not expecting Alucard to just start licking her like that. Still, she thought it felt absolutely wonderful the way his/her tongue ran over her breasts and cheeks.

Once he/she finished licking every drop of stray seed up, Girlycard grinned at Fluttershy and deeply kissed her while holding her close and pressing their chests together.

Fluttershy returned the kiss, once again stroking Girlycard’s hair and almost making a turn for the sexual when the loud blaring of the train whistle interrupted their kiss.

Girlycard slowly broke the kiss and smiled at Fluttershy. “Looks like our time is up, my sweet Fluttershy.” He/she squeezed Fluttershy’s breasts. “We’ll have to continue this on the way home.”

“R-right…” Fluttershy put her clothes back on, managing to dry herself off enough so that the evidence of her and Alucard’s activities didn’t show.

Once the train pulled into the station, Alucard stepped off in Twilight’s wake, holding her parasol over her, his own face shielded by his hat and sunglasses. His left arm was draped over Fluttershy’s shoulders.

Immediately, a blond man in a cowboy outfit strode up to the group bearing a large grin on his face, “Well howdy there y’all! Mah name’s Braeburn! Welcome to Aaaaaappleloosa!”

Before he could continue, a wire wound around his throat just enough to make him shut up without cutting him. Narrowing her eyes, Twilight spoke. “Now then, Braeburn. I assume you had a tour planned, but there’s business to take care of first. I want to know where the Buffalo tribe lives out there. Right fucking now.” The wire loosened enough to let him speak.

Braeburn sweated nervously, shaking in fear of the almost vampiric woman in front of him. “A-ah, t-that is… beggin’ yer pardon…” he stuttered, trying not to soil his trousers in public.

Twilight threaded several wires through his lapels and pulled him closer so that she could glare into his eyes, not even noticing that her normally violet pupils had turned blood red. “Where. Is. The. Buffalo tribe? For some added incentive, how about knowing that they kidnapped your cousin before we arrived?”

“T-they what!?” Braeburn shouted, all traces of fear gone, “Those damn dirty, half naked, buffalo-ridin’ varmints! They live sixteen miles east’a here! Now if you’ll excuse me, ma’am, I need to go find my shotgun.”

Once Braeburn was free from her wires and on his way, Twilight looked at her servant. “Alucard. Here are your orders. Go out there, find the Buffalo tribe’s camp, then stay there while I teleport to you.” Her wires flashed again. “I’m going to… parley with them…”

“As you wish, master,” Alucard bowed and left Twilight’s parasol with her as he sprinted off, kicking up a huge cloud of dust in his wake. Within seconds, the red clad vampire had disappeared from sight.

Twilight’s gaze showed her the moderate sized camp that belonged to the Buffalo tribe. With her parasol shading her and Alucard in her wake, she walked slowly, purposefully toward the camp. Not even bothering to hide her presence.

The tribesmen spotted her immediately, one of the larger ones shouting to somewhere deeper in the camp. A few muscular tribesmen lined up around the perimeter of the camp, knocking arrows and rattling spears from behind their decorated shields.

No sooner were their weapons brandished that numerous wires lashed out and reduced the weapons and shields to kindling. Twilight allowed her arm to slowly curve above her head and back down to her side as the wires visibly retracted. “I am in no mood for games.” Her voice was low and carried the weight of Death himself. “Now where. Is. My. Friend?”

The large, muscular men instantly retreated back into the camp, the sounds of frantic discussion echoing through the flat desert plains. Finally, after a few moments, a massive mountain of a man came from the camp, dressed in buffalo skins and with a feathered headdress. With a voice like an earthquake, he spoke, “And just who are you to so terrorize my tribesmen and make such confrontational demands?”

Twilight’s eyes seemed to glow red under the shade of her parasol and fit nicely with her scowl. “I am Twilight Sparkle. The apprentice of Princess Celestia. She who led the purification of Princess Luna from the madness of Nightmare Moon. She who slew an Ursa Major in single combat. She who alone commands the loyalty of the vampire king Alucard. She who has come to rescue her kidnapped friend!” Wires floated menacingly around her as she listed her credentials to the tribe. She looked at them with contempt. They were nothing but insects next to her. She could kill them for this transgression. It would be so easy to crush them between her fingers. “Such is the death they deserve. The death of an insect!” She blinked a couple of times. “Where did that line of thought come from? Godsdammit. Is Alucard rubbing off on me more than is safe? Or is it something else?”

The chief snorted contemptuously, crossing his barrel-esque arms over his mountainous chest. “Friend? You mean the little harlot trying to protect her oh so precious tree? The one who nearly drove one of my finest female warriors and my daughter comatose? Hmph. And why should I give the little qumli back to you when it would be so much easier to just kill her now?” He studiously ignored the list of accomplishments Twilight had presented, believing them false.

Twilight stared into his eyes and sighed a bit. “Alucard. Show them your game face, my servant.”

Alucard darkly chuckled, the echoing tone washing over the camp as his glove sigils glowed. “Releasing Control Art Restriction System Levels Three… Two… One. Approval of Situation A recognized. Commencing the Cromwell Invocation.” His form shifted and writhed into something like a living shadow as numerous red eyes opened all over the mass, most prominently a large one that opened over his upper chest. “Ability restrictions lifted for limited use until the enemy has been rendered silent.” He looked over the tribesmen with his hungering gaze. “So… Who among you will stand before my gaze first?”

Twilight smirked. “I am now the only thing standing between your tribe and total annihilation. I need but say a single word, and my darling servant will make it rain blood. Your tribe’s blood.” She licked her lips slowly. “I’m a little curious about how that blood tastes myself, now that I think of it.”

The chief reeled as the rest of the tribe screamed in horror, the buffalos all but stampeding in their haste to run from the monster and carrying a few unlucky tribesmen with them. “W-what are you!?” the chief cried, slowly backing away from Alucard.

“That is my servant,” Twilight said. “My servant that has been bound to me since I was six years old. In ancient times he ravaged Equestria in a bloody rampage, and now faithfully serves me. You stand before Nosferatu, the No Life King. The vampire Alucard!”

The chief sighed deeply, a sound not unlike a foghorn. “Very well, you may have your friend back. But, as the shamans say, there must always be equal amounts of give and take.” Gathering up what remained of his courage, he pointed at Twilight, “In return for the woman who has so injured one of our finest warriors and deterred our efforts, we shall take you, the master of the monster, as our captive.”

Twilight’s lips slowly split into a grin. “I accept your terms.” She licked her lips, thinking of what shaman blood would taste like. Being made a ‘prisoner’ was a small price to pay for some more magically charged blood.

The chief motioned back into the camp, a pair of tribesmen carrying a pole bearing the bound and heavily bruised form of an unconscious Applejack. The chief crossed his arms once more, “There is your friend. Though she may look injured, we have not harmed her beyond what Little Strongheart had done to her in retaliation. Now, the exchange?”

Twilight surrendered her gloves, but refused to give up her parasol. “You wouldn’t force me to get sunburn, would you?” she asked of her disarmer while fluttering her lashes at him.

The tall man scowled at her and allowed her to keep the parasol– after all, one couldn’t possible conceal any sort of useful weapon in there, now could they? After collecting Twilight’s gloves, the man roughly shoved Twilight into a cage, slamming it closed and locking it after.

Twilight murred at the rough treatment. “Oh yeah, I like it rough,” she purred before looking at Alucard. “Alucard. Take Applejack back to town, tell the others what happened, and keep them from leaving until I return at dawn tomorrow.”

“Master? Are you sure?” Alucard asked, sealing his power away once more and settling his hat back upon his head.

“I’m sure, Alucard,” Twilight said as she settled into a sitting position with her left knee raised, allowing her skirt to slide down her leg and reveal her crotch to the world.

Alucard grinned at the sight, but acquiesced, “If you say so, master.” With that, he picked up Applejack and sped away, disappearing in a cloud of dust after mere seconds.

After Alucard had gone, one of the tribeswomen walked past Twilight’s cage, seeing Twilight’s state of dress and snorting in condescension. None of the tribesmen had reacted, too focused on their other duties to care about the underwear-less prisoner.

Twilight fluttered her eyes at her guard. “The chief mentioned shamans. What can you tell me about them?” she asked in a seductive tone as she licked her lips slowly.

“The shamans serve as our connection to the Earth Mother and the Sky Father. They guide us through holy rituals and advise Chief Thunderhooves on when to perform certain holy acts,” the man explained, still not paying attention to Twilight’s tone of voice or state of dress.

“So fascinating,” Twilight purred, slowly reaching out and rubbing his bicep. “Never been this close to a native tribe. It’s proving very… enlightening. And such fine specimens of men. How do you get so muscular, handsome?”

“....” The tribesman stared at Twilight with a deadpan expression, “Need I remind you that you are currently a prisoner? Also, I do not know what kind of politics govern your society, but here in our tribe, we pledge ourselves to only one partner for life, as I already have. In your terms, I believe the saying is, ‘I am married’. As to my state of body: work, hunting, gathering, training for battle.”

“Ooh… A married man,” Twilight said as she withdrew her hand. “Any kids? And only monogamous marriages? In my culture, men can have multiple wives if they want. There are more women than men, so we don’t mind sharing.” She giggled. “This is so exciting. Comparing cultures and histories. Tell me more about the Earth Mother and Sky Father.”

The man sat, chin supported by the palm of his hand as he crossed his legs, “I have a son, he is almost six winters old. Soon he shall raise his buffalo, in accordance with tribal law.” He thumped his fist against his chest, liquid pride almost streaming from his eyes, “He takes after his father so well. It is enough to make a man shed tears.”

“I can tell,” Twilight said. “My parents were so proud of Shining Armor when he became captain of the Royal Guard in Canterlot. And I was never prouder to be his little sister.” She smiled sweetly. “Can I meet him?”

“Perhaps one day,” the man said, “after all, for now you are still a prisoner. But, I believe you asked about Earth Mother and Sky Father?”

“I did!” Twilight said as she clapped her hands together. “Please tell me more. I absolutely love learning new things.”

The man smiled, “As the shamans say: ‘A mind with a love of learning is a mind with a love of life itself’. But, the Earth Mother and the Sky Father are the two deities that gave this planet and our peoples life. The Sky Father provided us with the sun, the rain, and the wind, the Earth Mother the earth, its rivers and lakes, the ocean, and all the soil we could ever need. Together, the rain and the sun and the earth created life for all of this planet and eventually, they created us.”

“Fascinating,” Twilight breathed. “And so different from our schools teach about the origin of the world. According to the priests in the temples, there was a dark age before this one. An age when the world was unformed and shrouded by fog. All was ruled by the destroyers Tirek and Scorpan. Then from the dark, they came. And found the source of life. The Font of Eternity. One by one, they drank of its waters and were transformed by it. Triton, the Lord of Water and first of the merfolk. Ouroboros, the Lord of Fire and first of the dragons. Zephyr, the Lady of Air and first of the Aerials. Geb, the Lord of Earth and first of the Terrans. Celestia, the Lady of Sunlight and her faithful Aetherial knights. Luna, the Lady of Moonlight, and her loyal Lycans. And Discord, the Primordial Chaos given form.” She smiled as she continued her tale. “With the strength of gods, they challenged the destroyers. Try as they might, the destroyers were no match for the power of the new gods and the bond that connected them. A bond that reached Scorpan, who betrayed his brother and helped cast Tirek into the pits of Tartarus, never to return. Thus began the dominion of mankind.”

The man nodded, stroking his short beard, “Hmmm… I find it odd that your history seems much more violent than ours, yet in terms of everyday interactions… your peoples seem so much more… pacifistic. Interesting, is it not?”

“Oh it’s very interesting,” Twilight agreed. “But I think you’ll find there’s a lot more to us than meets the eye. So much more.” As she spoke she tried to meet her guard’s gaze.

However, the guard merely chuckled and avoided direct eye contact, “Ma’am, despite our pleasant conversation, I must ask you to remain compliant as you are, unfortunately, a prisoner of our tribe. Though not an expert, I do know that most forms of hypnosis rely on eye contact, if that was what you are planning.”

Twilight giggled. “Please. I leave hypnosis to my darling Alucard. Robbing another person of their will even for a short time? Unthinkable! Besides. I just want to get a better look at those handsome brown eyes. It’s such a rare shade where I live.”

“My eyes are nothing special, ma’am. In truth, just about everyone in the tribe has brown eyes like mine,” the guard scratched the back of his head, his long, black hair flowing with the motion.

“Your hair is lovely,” Twilight complimented. “I simply must convince Alucard to try the style. It looks so rugged and manly.”

The guard rolled his eyes, “Again, ma’am, it is nothing more than the most generic style afforded by this tribe. In fact, Drifting Hawk over there-” He pointed at a man with a horrifically complex hairstyle with a bird theme “- has a much nicer style.”

“You say generic, I say less is more,” Twilight purred. Flattery wasn’t getting her anywhere. So she decided to try a different tack. “Is there any chance I could be provided with a bath? I have certain standards that I hold myself to.”

The guard shook his head, “Unfortunately, all the water we have currently is to be used for drinking and cooking only while the springfinders find a new source of water. The summer heat has, unfortunately, recently dried up the stream we had been using during the spring.” He looked apologetic, clasping his hands together and dipping his head.

“I accept your apology,” Twilight said as she fanned herself with her hand. “Note to self: wear clothes that breathe while in the desert.” She sighed. “Deserts are no place for borderline albinos.”

“Indeed they are not,” the guard chuckled. “Still, it seems your clothing is sometimes better than wearing nothing but buffalo leather about half the year.”

Twilight giggled. “The tailors in Canterlot make excellent suits, but they could care less if the suits breathe. I’ll have to get new ones from Rarity when I get home.” She finally couldn’t take it anymore and removed her suit’s jacket before undoing some of her blouse’s buttons, exposing her cleavage with a sigh. “Much better. In a suit like this I have to partially undress for it to breathe.”

“Indeed. That is often what we must do as well. Case in point,” the guard pointed out a topless woman a few teepees away working on something or another. “Still, I cannot help but think that with thinner fabric, you must be doing somewhat better, even with your complexion… though, I do have to wonder just why you are so pale…”

Twilight chuckled. “Let’s just say you’re right about my love of life in more ways than one.” She kept fanning herself under the shade of her parasol. “Living with Alucard has also made me tend to prefer the night.”

The guard nodded, “‘There is often much more beauty to be found in the night sky than simply during the day’. Shaman’s words, not mine. Though, I myself find working during the night much more pleasant than during the day… even if it does get colder than a spurned woman’s shoulder”

Twilight laughed. “Guess some things are universal. My culture says, ‘Tartarus hath no fury like a woman scorned.’ And where was your tribe a thousand years ago? Princess Luna became Nightmare Moon partly because she felt that nobody loved and appreciated her night.”

“As far as I know, our tribe was a wandering tribe of nomads back then. We have only been in this area for the last four hundred years. But, as the tales say, the land of Equestria had not encompassed this desert quite yet, as it is not a fertile land.”

Twilight nodded and started lightly panting as she kept fanning herself, leaning on the cage somewhat as sweat continued to drip down her body. “I… I feel lightheaded…” As her vision went blurry, Twilight keeled over as she fainted.

The guard immediately unlocked the cell and rushed inside, calling for help as he all but dragged Twilight into a large, decorated tent. “Soaring Eagle! Swift Wind! Some help would be appreciated!”

Both of the called over men nodded and helped lift Twilight onto a small cot surrounded by various bowls of herbs and incenses.

As the other men left, the guard stood straight, drawing a staff from behind his back and began patting down Twilight’s forehead with a damp towel. His clothing had changed, becoming more decorative and colorful, with bone jewelry strewn throughout.

Twilight slowly opened her eyes and looked around. “Thank you fainting spell for freeing me from that damned cage.” Silently sitting up, she noticed she wasn’t alone in the tent. Sitting with his back to her working on something was a man she could only guess was the shaman. Smirking, she silently approached him and wrapped her arms around his neck in a grateful hug. “So sweet of you to bring me inside after I fainted,” she purred.

The shaman shrugged, “It is only general courtesy to treat prisoners with respect if they are not captured in war.” He gently guided her back to the cot, “Please, stay down. You have only just woken from sunstroke.” His buffalo skull helmet lent his words an air of authority, the mass of feathers out the back shifting in the breeze flowing through the tent.

Twilight giggled as she let him sit her down, hugging him again and resting her head against his own. “Now then. Let’s get down to the business at hand. I’m interested to know why your tribe is at odds with Appleloosa. So you’re going to tell me everything you know.” She inhaled his scent. “Well… Your blood will.” Before he could react, she sank her fangs into his flesh, his blood filling her mouth as its infused magic made her eyes glow blue. But more than that, she got memories.

A rush of images and sounds filled her mind, detailing exactly why the tribe was at odd with Appleloosa. Images of trees overtaking traditional hunting routes, buildings blocking access to streams and rivers, a flood of people disturbing the natural tranquility of the land. Twilight found it all fascinating, then wondered about where she could find her gloves.

As it turned out, the shaman had absolutely no idea where the gloves were, save for that the chief most likely knew where they were. Finally releasing the shaman, who had passed out from blood loss, Twilight giggled and hugged his head. “Many thanks for the blood and letting me pick you brain, shaman!” Giggling again, she planted a kiss on the unconscious man’s lips before dropping him and picking up her parasol. “Whelp, time to kick ass and fuck. And I don’t have my man to fuck right now!” She walked out of the tent in a giggling fit. On a whim, she activated an almost entirely unused tattoo- added only a few days ago on impulse- set in the hollow of her throat. Immediately, music began to play in a symphony of strings as she spun her parasol around her wrist.

Several passing tribesmen looked at her curiously, then shouted in alarm and scrambled away for weapons when they spotted the unconscious shaman lying inside the tent, a small pool of blood still dripping from his neck.

As the music reached its first crescendo, an arrow flew at Twilight, fired by the same man that had taken her gloves. Twilight blocked it with her open parasol, grinning madly as she spun the violet parasol around and closed it with an audible snap, spinning from her position and striking a charging warrior across the temple, sending him flying back.

Immediately, the rest of the tribe’s warriors rushed in, men and women sprinting forth with spears and bows drawn, battle cries tearing from their throats. Twilight smiled angelically, an awful contrast to the whirling dervish of pain that she had become, spinning and twirling around the oncoming attackers, diverting and blocking their blows with almost negligible effort.

She danced as she fought, precision jabbing fighters with the blunted tip of her parasol and using them as platforms to attack their comrades, kicking and flipping over and around them. Twilight’s grin turned savage as one particularly large warrior struck out at her, nearly blasting through her guard and causing her to back handspring away until she came to a halt upon a crate of supplies, sitting in a mockingly proper position.

The rest of the warriors still standing roared in anger and charged as one, prompting Twilight to backflip over the crate and kick it into the air, smashing it open with a wide swing of her parasol and launching splinters and dented cans in a wall of projectiles. The warriors raised their shields, weathering the storm, though some of the more inexperienced members fell to the onslaught.

Just as Twilight stopped to giggle madly once again, a charge of hooves caught her attention, bloodshot, dilated eyes widening at the sight of a buffalo charging straight at her, a bowman atop with an arrow aimed directly at her. Twilight swept her hand forward, catching the buffalo by a single horn and flipping onto its back using its momentum, kicking the bowman in the face and launching him from the buffalo’s back.

The enormous beast slid to a halt and bucked her around, trying to dislodge the pest from its back, even going so far as to roll around in its fury. Twilight laughed again enjoying the wild ride, “Whee~! Faster! Faster!” She giggled with intoxicated joy, the buffalo being no match for her Ursa Major riding skills.

Without warning, a rope flew in from the side and latched around the buffalo’s horn, pulling it down to the ground and throwing Twilight from the sudden motion. Twilight flipped in midair, stomping a spearwoman into the dirt and pirouetting on her unconscious form, dodging and deflecting the brace of arrows trying to skewer her from the left. Another graceful twirl transitioned into a complex aerial, the maneuver flinging her into the air with the aid of a jab from her parasol into the dirt. As Twilight flew into the air, she tucked and somersaulted, her parasol opening and spinning around to bat away another barrage of arrows. As she descended, she whipped her legs out, performing a midair windmill and slamming both feet down on the man who’d taken her gloves, a sickening crack echoing out from his shoulders as he screamed in pain.

Twilight landed, incidentally slamming her bare ass upon the man’s face as she crouched before springing off in a new direction, this time with a forward roll that transitioned into a particularly violent kip up, sending her feet into the gut of another fighter, sending him to the ground with her atop him, using him as another springboard to launch over and through more arrows, spinning around and using her parasol to deflect them.

When Twilight landed, she caught her parasol, opened it, swept it around her body… and then her clothes fell off, torn to shreds by the arrows. “Oooo...” Twilight giggled, closing her parasol and tapping it against her shoulder, “Now you wanna get kinky....”

The total remainder of the Buffalo Tribe’s forces simultaneously took a step back, in fear of this absolutely terrifying woman and her strangely dangerous parasol. Twilight frowned, “C’moooooon~! Don’t run away! You guys are such mood killers!”

A sudden, earth shaking stomping rang through the camp, Chief Thunderhooves coming into view with a massive bone mace slung over his shoulder. Its buffalo skull head glowed with verdant power, an almost flowering effect drifting from it upon the breeze.

Twilight grinned, suddenly perky, “YOU BROUGHT ME A PRESENT!?”

The chief snorted and swung the mace at Twilight, not bothering with words. Twilight stepped back to dodge, grinning teasingly only for her to yelp in surprise as an invisible force somehow punched her backwards, sending her naked body flying away. Twilight rolled to a halt and wiped her mouth, panting slightly before the manic grin returned to her face.

“Ohoho~” Twilight giggled, standing and laughing maniacally as she brought her parasol to bear, “Well then… let’s GET IT ON!” She launched forward, a magical aura blazing from her body as she dropped and slid between Thunderhooves’ legs, her parasol hooking to the front of his pants and swinging her up and over his back. She kicked out, her feet scoring thunderous strikes against his cranium.

Thunderhooves roared and swung the mace blindly, the invisible force launching Twilight into the air with great force. Twilight maintained composure, though, spinning in midair and coming back down with an axe kick enhanced by her own power, a streak of magenta lighting up the air where her foot passed through and exploding against Thunderhooves’ head, driving him to the dirt.

Thunderhooves stood slowly, chuckling as he shook his massive head, “Hmph, well played, little one. But even with your strength… such a strike is no match against the might of the chief of the Buffalo Tribe.” The mace dropped to the dirt, sinking into it and standing on its own as the massive chieftain cracked his knuckles. Twilight grinned again, opening her parasol and holding it in front of her to shield her movements.

“What you forget, Chief Thunderhooves… is that not only do I fight with a weapon…” Twilight’s grin grew even more unhinged, her canines having once again shifted into fangs, “I also fight with magic!” A sizzling bolt of lightning crackled from Twilight’s hand, soaring across the space between the two combatants with a deafening crackle.

Thunderhooves raise an eyebrow and kicked his mace into the air, the natural magic surrounding it absorbing the lightning without even a single stray spark. Twilight’s eyes lit up with scholarly glee as she chuckled, “Oho, so that’s the way you wanna play it, huh?”

A sudden sinking feeling ran through Thunderhooves as Twilight’s grin stretched to its most manic, all of her teeth seeming to have become sharp and deadly. She began launching a barrage of various spells, flashes of color lighting up the camp in deadly waves of light. Thunderhooves advanced, batting spells away with only the barest hint of effort showing on his face as Twilight slowly began to ramp up the speed and intensity of her attacks.

Finally, after a great roar of effort, one of Twilight’s spells slipped past Thunderhooves’ guard, punching a hole straight through the man’s shoulder with a spray of blood and a flash of silver. Twilight took advantage of the situation and followed up her piercing spell with a pair or bone breakers, smashing Thunderhooves’ kneecaps and sending him to the ground. Finally, Twilight rushed forward, dodging Thunderhooves’ wild flailing, and kicked the mace from his grip, using her parasol to break all of his fingers and then driving the parasol into his solar plexus, winding the giant chieftain.

Chief Thunderhooves coughed and looked up at Twilight, “Hmph, it seems as if you have defeated me, little one. Very well. Tribal law dictates that I have faced an honorable defeat in combat. There are no hard feelings between us. My life now is yours to do as you wish.”

From nearby, a voice rang out, full of pain and hatred, “Chief Thunderhooves! You cannot seriously be thinking of pledging your hopes of survival to this… this…. vampire’s whore!”

Thunderhooves called back, “Quiet, Sitting Frog! She has defeated me with honor! Now stay quiet and preserve what remains of your own!”

Twilight’s giggling had completely ceased and she had in fact fallen completely silent. Slowly, she turned to look at Sitting Frog, the glove thief himself. “What… did you just call me?” she asked in a deathly quiet tone that sent chills down the spines of everyone that heard it.

Thunderhooves beat his head against the ground, not caring of the damaged feathers grinding into the dirt. Sitting Frog gulped, frantically scooting away from Twilight as fast as he could, trying to ignore the pain of his broken collarbones.

Twilight spied her gloves in his sash and telekinetically called them onto her hands. “Really. What did you call me? Because I could swear you called me a vampire whore.” She flexed her fingers and called out her wires. “I am many things, Sitting Frog. A magus of great power and skill, a sangrophile, a librarian. But one thing I’m not… IS A WHORE!!!” Her wires lashed out and stabbed into Sitting Frog’s body. Ignoring his screams of pain, she sadistically grinned as she dug the wires into his muscles and made him stand. She licked her lips as she heard his gurgles of agony as she made him walk toward her. “Dance, puppet. Dance.” Once he was within reach, she bit into his neck and started drinking his blood. Only when Sitting Frog stopped moving did she drop the body and call her wires back into her gloves. “Chief Thunderhooves.”

Thunderhooves groaned, looking away from the grisly scene and praying for Sitting Frog’s soul, “Yes, little one?”

“I don’t want anyone speaking of what I’ve done to Sitting Frog.” Twilight looked at him. “I’m swearing the lot of you to secrecy on pain of me coming back and doing what I did to Sitting Frog. Understand?”

Collective fearful nods rang out amongst those still conscious, Thunderhooves being the only one to do so without even a trace of fear.

“Good!” Twilight said cheerfully, looking at Thunderhooves with a non-psychotic smile. “Now then. You and I are going to go to Appleloosa, and you’re going to talk this dispute out with Braeburn. I will broker the peace talks as a neutral third party.”

Thunderhooves nodded again, “Very well. Though whether or not the settlers will listen to what we have to say is a whole different matter.”

“You just leave everything to me, Chief Thunderhooves.” Still smiling, Twilight teleported herself and Thunderhooves to Appleloosa, appearing in front of her friends, Alucard, and Braeburn. “We’re back!” She called, cheerfully waving and clearly not caring that she was still naked as the day she was born aside from her gloves and parasol, and being covered in blood.

“.... Twilight?” Rarity asked, her hand covering her mouth in shock.

“What?” Twilight asked in confusion before looking at herself. “Oh this?” she giggled. “None of the blood is mine. I lost my clothes while beating the shit out of the Buffalo tribesmen. We had a teensy little disagreement. But everything worked out.” She looked at Braeburn and looked at him with her glowing red eyes, looking like she was ready to kill him despite her serene smile. “Braeburn…” she said in a sweet tone that still managed to scream, ‘if you don’t do exactly as I say, you are going to die.’

“Y-yes m-ma’am?” Braeburn asked, very thankful that he’d brought his brown pants just in case.

“You are going to clear away the sections of your orchards that were planted on the tribe’s hunting grounds, and clear paths through the remaining sections for them to pass through with their buffalo, as well as dig wells and irrigation ditches to restore access to the water sources. In addition, both the tribe and Appleloosans will work together to make this region prosperous. If I get wind of any… hiccups in the work, I’ll be coming back to deal with the problem personally. Do I make myself clear?” She had kept that sweet, serene smile while she spoke, even as she stepped closer to the terrified man and punctuated her threat of return by dragging her tongue along his neck.

A foul stench filled the air as Braeburn awkwardly shuffled back from Twilight, blushing furiously in embarrassment while still somehow remaining incredibly pale from fear. “Y-yes m-ma’am!” Braeburn whimpered, pushing another of his compatriots forward as he shuffled off to go change his pants.

Twilight giggled. “We’re done here then!” Turning, she walked toward her friends at an even pace before suddenly collapsing into Alucard’s arms as she fainted.

“Master!?” Alucard asked, worried at Twilight’s collapse. He gently lifted her into a bridal carry, taking the chance to sniff one of the few visible scratches she had sustained before violently recoiling away from the wound. “.... that is a lot of drugs.”

Time seemed to freeze as Schrodinger looked out into what seemed to be open air. “Remember, readers. Zhe authors in no vay, shape, or form encourage zhe use of drugs in a manner not prescribed by a licensed medical professional. Nor do zhey believe Native American tribes to have ever used similar concoctions to such an extent. Zhe posting author, Lobo Argost, is in fact of Cherokee descent, and takes great pride in his heritage. Ve now return you to zhe story.” He returned to his spot beside Pinkie Pie as time resumed its flow.

Pinkie Pie looked at Schrodinger curiously, “What was that, mister?” She put her hands on her hips, “I’m the one that’s supposed to do that, you know!”

“Ve are both fourth wall breakers, fraulein,” Schrodinger said. “So I say ve share zhe role, ja?”

“.... Fair enough…” Pinkie conceded.

“Und now I sink it is time for a segvay,” Schrodinger said before snapping his fingers.

“Segway?”

“No. Segvay.”

“Ooohhhh… Segue. Got it.”

Twilight groaned in utter agony, her vision blurring as massive lances of pain struck through her cranium. She felt like vomiting, but managed to hold it in, the rocking motion of the ground not helping a single bit. “W-where…. Wha…?” A lance of pain struck through the throbbing of her skull, sending her into the fetal position. “Ohgodsjustkillmenow.”

“You’re coming down from a rather massive drug high, master,” Alucard said from his spot beside her. “As tempting as it was to lick your body clean of blood, I didn’t want to get all those substances in my own system. So I just washed you off the normal way and laid you down to rest.”

“O-oh… thank you Alucard,” Twilight mumbled, wincing in pain as everything seemed to just flare up into painful lances of brightness, searing her retinas with absolute pain. “A-are we on the train?”

“Yes,” Alucard answered. “In our own private coach, since I once again refused to leave your side. So… What happened once I left you as a prisoner of the tribesmen?”

“I… don’t really remember…” Twilight muttered, trying to concentrate enough for an ice spell. “My head hurts too much right now…”

Alucard set an ice pack on her forehead. “Better? Pinkie and Schrodinger said you’d need that.”

Twilight sighed in relief, “Ahhh… yeah, I feel better… not a lot, but better.”

Alucard slid into the bed with her and pulled her close to him. “I feel that I should point out you’re still naked.”

“....” Twilight felt Alucard’s body against hers and knew that, yes, she was naked, “.... so?”

“So do you plan to walk through Ponyville to the library naked, master?” Alucard asked while idly rubbing her thigh with his ungloved hand.

“Well…” Twilight finally pulled up enough focus for a hangover cure spell, applying it to herself in a burst of minty freshness. “Ahhh, that feels better. Anyway… I… hadn’t thought that far ahead.”

“Think you might do it?” Alucard asked with a grin. “In Appleloosa, you didn’t seem to care about your nudity.”

“.... I don’t even remember what happened after I drank that shaman’s blood, Alucard,” Twilight pointed out, shaking her head as if trying to remember.

“Do you remember how his blood tasted?” Alucard inquired before kissing the corner of her mouth.

“... Sorta sharp and minty, with a really huge dose of… something.” Twilight tapped her chin, “I mean, the minty part came from the nature magic coursing through him… I guess that the weird taste is what gave me this hangover.”

“Probably all the drugs in his system,” Alucard speculated before deeply kissing her as his hand slid up and squeezed her right breast.

Twilight giggled and leaned into Alucard’s touch, “Really Alucard? Right after I just woke up? … Not that I’m complaining.”

Alucard chuckled and grinned at her. “I can’t help it, my countess. Seeing you covered in blood and strongarming those men into doing what you wanted left me all hot and bothered.”

“Alucard… pretty much everything I do gets you hot and bothered,” Twilight deadpanned, sticking her hand down the front of his pants and squeezing his shaft.

Alucard lightly groaned at her touch. “I can’t help that you’ve become so beautiful and seductive over the years. To think you were once an innocent little girl hiding behind my coat tails when bullies came around.” He pulled her into a deep kiss and pushed his tongue into her mouth.

Twilight moaned into the kiss, quietly grinding against Alucard in a silent signal, telling him that he was far too overdressed.

Alucard broke the kiss and gave her an apologetic look. “Do forgive me for my clothes being in the way.” With a thought, his clothes vanished into the shadows he commanded, allowing them to be skin to skin. “I love you, my countess.”

“And I love you, my handsome, beautiful count,” Twilight’s expression turned smoky, her hands reaching out to roll Alucard onto his back as she climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. “Would you like me to show you just how much I love you?”

Alucard chuckled. “Not like you need my permission, master. But yes. I’d love for you to demonstrate your love.”

“Then, hold on tight, Alucard~” Twilight purred, sensually sliding down Alucard’s body and positioning his member at her entrance.

Alucard groaned and gripped her hips as she slid him inside her. “No foreplay today, my countess?” Even as he asked, his hands slid up and squeezed her breasts. “Hm… Curious.”

Twilight shuddered as Alucard’s cock slid inside her before pausing, “What’s curious?”

“Have you been experimenting with breast enhancement again?” Alucard asked as he massaged her mounds. “They seem larger than they were before we left Ponyville.”

Twilight sighed as Alucard massaged her breasts, “Mmf, no, I haven’t. That is curious…” Ignoring it for now, Twilight began rocking back and forth, feeling Alucard’s dick move inside her. “Ah, but this is still just as wonderful as ever~”

Alucard groaned as he felt her walls massaging him while he leaned up and licked her hardened nipples. “Whatever the cause of your recent breast enhancement, I’m not complaining in the slightest.” He latched his lips onto her left nipple and started sucking it.

Twilight gasped, her breasts seemed to have become more sensitive as well. With a long, sultry moan of delight, Twilight began riding Alucard in earnest, bouncing up and down in his lap while he suckled her breast.

Alucard groaned loudly against her breast and reached down to squeeze her supple ass with one hand while the other reached between them and rubbed on her clit. Gently taking her nipple between his teeth, he gently pulled on it.

“Ah~” Twilight nearly whimpered, speeding up the pace of her thrusts to match the sensations racing through her body.

Letting her breast bounce back, Alucard deeply kissed Twilight and pushed her onto her back, thrusting hard into her as he ran his fingers through her hair.

Twilight arched her back, leaning into the kiss and writhing in absolute ecstasy.

Getting an idea, Alucard phased beneath Twilight so that her back was to his chest and squeezed her breasts as he thrusted harder into her and at a new angle. “Don’t think we’ve done this position before.”

Twilight cried out in absolute bliss, a non-verbal agreement to Alucard’s statement. She thrusted down upon Alucard, wiggling her hips in circles and side to side.

Alucard groaned with her as he turned her head to kiss her, pinching her nipples as he pulled on them and moved his hips with hers.

Twilight shuddered out a small orgasm, the sensation of Alucard’s fingers upon her nipples driving her just barely over the edge. “Ah~!” she moaned, once again speeding up her pace.

Alucard grunted as he felt her cavern clenching him. Licking her ear, he whispered in a husky tone. “Want to see another position we haven’t done yet?”

“O-ohh yess~” Twilight murmured, turning her head and kissing Alucard deeply.

Alucard kissed her back and pushed her onto her hands and knees, squeezing her breasts harder as he plowed as far as he could into her, his tongue pushing into her mouth. He always enjoyed these moments. The bedroom was the only place where he was allowed to take control of her.

Twilight gasped and moaned, too thoroughly blissed out to do anything but enjoy the moment. Still, she managed to keep enough of a hold over herself to match Alucard’s pacing.

Alucard groaned into her lips and pulled on her nipples as he deepened their kiss, keeping his eyes closed to further enjoy the bliss of the sensations they gave each other. “How long I waited for us to become more than master and servant, my countess…” he breathed.

Twilight melted backwards into Alucard’s embrace, looping her arm around his head. “Far, far too long,” she whispered, running her hand through his hair. She kissed the line of his jaw, tangling her fingers further into his hair even as Alucard continued to thrust with ever increasing urgency.

Alucard groaned and pressed her against the bed as he felt himself start to swell inside her. “I’m almost there, my countess. What about you?”

Twilight panted, feeling Alucard about to burst, “I’m close too!” She began moving her hips frantically, almost begging for Alucard to release.

Alucard groaned and held Twilight against him as he kissed her, his seed bursting out into her cavern and painting it white. Only when he finished did he break the kiss.

Twilight collapsed against the bed, panting heavily and thoroughly satisfied. She grinned goofily, reaching down and dabbing her fingers in the liquid flowing from her crotch and licking it off her fingers. “Mmm~” Twilight smiled up at Alucard, hugging him close to her.

Alucard held her and kissed her forehead. “Complete that research soon, my countess. I don’t know how I’ll react if I outlive you and Fluttershy.”

“Of course, Alucard…” Twilight mumbled sleepily, drifting off in Alucard’s tender embrace, a soft smile following her into the realm of dreams.

Schrodinger sat beside Pinkie on the train, grinning at her while the other girls were blushing from hearing their albino friend get plowed by her servant/boyfriend. Except Fluttershy, who looked like she felt left out instead. Looking at Pinkie, he chuckled. “Interesting day, ja?”

Pinkie nodded, “Mhmm! Though, I feel kinda weird that we missed just about everything! I mean, we went so off script that we didn’t even get to throw pies at each other!”

“Anozher day, Pinkie,” Schrodinger said. “Anozher day. Hm… Vhat if ve host a big party vhen ve get home and turn it into a giant food vor?”

“Ooooohh~ Pinkie likes!” Pinkie grinned and leaned against Schrodinger, trapping his arm between her breasts, “And also, Pinkie likes.”

The self-observing cat found himself gulping as he blushed. Pinkie’s breasts certainly felt very soft. He could tell just by looking that they were second only to Fluttershy’s breasts in size. “Uh…” Unsure what to say, he appeared on the seat across from her, absentmindedly pressing his fingers to a pulse point on his neck. His heart was racing from that contact. Vhat is getting into me?

Pinkie giggled and grinned like a shark, “Oh Schrody, you should know by now….” She popped her head out from behind his back and whispered in his ear, “Being everywhere and nowhere won’t stop me for long~”

Schrodinger was startled by suddenly being in her lap and momentarily lost his balance as he turned, catching himself on something soft, and quickly noticing that something was Pinkie’s right breast.

“Oh my, how forward~” Pinkie grinned and tapped Schrodinger’s nose, “But, sorry! I don’t put out on the first date.” She shrugged and hugged Schrodinger close, sighing in contentment.

Schrodinger blushed darkly, her close hug pinning his hand to her breast. “Uh… Pinkie…” He had no idea how this woman was getting him so flustered. Gulping, he vanished again.

Seras stared at the man across from her, thoroughly disgusted. The vampiric priest had created an army of child ghouls and she’d been forced to kill all of them. Given what she knew about the process of creating ghouls…. she wanted to not only kill him, but break him.

“So you think you can beat me, bitch?” the priest taunted, absentmindedly licking the blood of another child off his fingers.

Seras growled and rushed towards the priest, coming within just inches of smashing him in the face when a loud cry of, “SERAAAAAASSS!” echoed through the moonlit woods and caused her to trip and roll into the treeline while the priest looked on in utter befuddlement.

Schrodinger picked Seras up and started shaking her. “Seras! I need to talk to you right now! It’s very very important!”

Seras pushed Schrodinger away, rubbing her head in annoyance, “Dammit Schro, I’m in the middle of something here! Can’t it wait!?”

“No it can’t!” Schrodinger insisted. “It’s only a matter of time before zhat voman finds me again! A voman can track me, Seras!”

“.... I didn’t think that was even possible,” Seras muttered, rubbing her chin. “Anyway, why are you even so scared of her?”

“She keeps rubbing against me,” Schrodinger said. “And before I came looking for you, she hugged my arm between her breasts, which are huge I might add, and trapped me in a hug after I accidentally grabbed one of zhem vhen I lost my balance. I just get so flustered und nervous vhen she’s acting like zhat!”

Seras stared for a good long moment before bursting out laughing, “Ahaha! Oh my god it’s so obvious but you’re so oblivious! Ahaha~! Get a load of my brother!”

“..... Okay, even I know what is happening with you and I’m the homicidal vampire priest,” the vampire muttered, sitting down against a ruined fountain patiently.

“Stop laughing at me! Zhis is serious!” Schrodinger said, wondering why his sister was laughing at him. “Vhy does zhis voman act like zhat around me, Seras? Share some of zhat lauded voman’s intuition of yours.”

Seras grinned and placed a hand on Schrodinger’s shoulder, “As the asshole pedophile pointed out, this should be startlingly obvious, but I’ll point it out for you since you’re even more of an idiot than the priest.” She looked him dead in the eyes and spoke solemnly, “Schrodinger…. you’re in love.”

Schrodinger stared at her for several seconds. “Are… Are you serious, Seras?” Him in love? No way. There was just no way.

“Yes, you numbnut. In love!” Seras bonked him over the head a few times to drive the point home.

Meanwhile, the vampire priest began to grow restless, only agitated further by the remarks about his intelligence. “Are you mocking me!?” he cried, throwing his hands in the air.

“Why of course she’s mocking you, sicko!” Pinkie called from behind Schrodinger before hugging the catboy. “Found you, Schrody~” she purred as she rubbed her cheek against his.

“P-Pinkie!” Schrodinger stuttered. “Uh… Seras, please help.”

“.... Just accept the love and move on, kiddo,” Seras chuckled and turned back to the priest, waving goodbye to Pinkie as she dragged him offscreen and back some hundreds of miles away.

“Now, where were we?” Seras cracked her knuckles, gauntlets gleaming in the light.

The vampire priest roared and lunged, Seras inwardly chuckling the whole fight.

Schrodinger found himself back on the train, only this time in one of the bunks with Pinkie straddling him. “Uh… Pinkie…” He stuttered while darkly blushing as his ears rapidly twitched.

“Yeeeess~?” Pinkie asked, booping Schrodinger on the nose.

“Uh… Vhy are ve in a bunk?” Schrodinger nervously asked. Zhis is moving too fast! I’m still a virgin dammit!

Pinkie giggled, “Weeellll~ Since I don’t exactly put out on the first date, but I do like you… I thought we could cuddle the night away!” She flopped down on top of him, already getting comfortable.

Said flopping down involve smashing her huge breasts against his chest, which caused a chain reaction that ended with a very stiff bulge poking her in the thigh, making Schrodinger blush even darker.

“Ooh~ Naughty naughty~” Pinkie teased further, turning around and shoving her rather shapely bum up against Schrodinger, making herself the little spoon as she started dozing off. “Make sure you don’t do anything bad~! Night!”

Schrodinger blushed as her bum ground against his bulge while she slept. At this point he could only think one thing. I’m going to have serious blue balls in the morning.

Author's Note

The creation story that Twilight recounted is a bit of a mixture of Dark Souls and The Great Slave King by TalonMach5. Great story that I highly recommend. Credit to him for Lady Zephyr, Lord Triton, and Lord Ouroboros. Dark Souls belongs to whoever made that series, I've never played them, but I'm thinking about it.

Also, that fight scene with Twilight kicking ass by herself is Justin's work. So props to Justin for an amazing fight scene. Remember, I'm not writing this alone.