"Everything feels different, I can't believe how this… am I really pregnant?" Shining had gone down to breakfast and was snuggled against the side of her wife.

"The spell said so, relax, this is the easy part of it all." Cadance had one wing over Shining Armor and the other holding Flurry in and against her side. The staff of the castle went about serving breakfast and getting the place ready for regular business again, despite glances and whispered rumors about why the princess' consort was now a mare.

"It will wear off, when I…" Shining paled a little from her normal pure white. Somehow. "When I give birth…" The wing tightened around her and she couldn't help but feel the love of her wife, what with it being Cadance's element.

"We need to announce this, before somepony blabs it. Maybe we could visit Canterlot?" Cadance lifted a bottle up to Flurry's snout and the little filly latched onto the teat and started to suckle. "Oh, we should announce it here and then head to Canterlot and announce it there the same day. I bet a few eyebrows will rise but Shining, I love you, I promise to be by your side, as you were by mine."

The kiss roused Shining from her complicated thoughts. Her lips found those she was most familiar with and the tension melted from her. With her Cady at her side, it wouldn't be bad at all.

"Your Highnesses." Prince Blueblood bowed deeply to his aunts, and equally deep to Twilight, Twisty, and Muffins. He turned to Gel and smiled. "My prince, I fear I was unable to welcome you as warmly as you should have been. I hope you won't hold my… indifference, against me?"

Gel was as shocked as everypony else, bar Celestia and Luna. "I… no, of course not." The changeling stepped up and offered a hoof, getting a solid clop back from Blueblood.

"This really has complicated things. I gather by the way Canterlot is, literally, divided, the coup has finally started?" Celestia led the way back into the castle. "However did you manage to stop everypony from being affected by the windigo?"

"Changelings." Blueblood followed along, striding through the halls as though he owned them. Technically, for a day, he had. "It was carefully overseen, but they told ponies not to feel the anger and it worked."

Twisty clopped her hooves in applause. "Wonderful idea, I hope my drones were as helpful in this as I expect them to be?"

Blueblood nodded. "I had one of your organizers handle the logistics of it, you would do well to reward Cherry Stripe. As for, the schism, I think we are going to need to discuss how to handle them. In short, they don't trust any of us."

"Not even us?" They had reached the court room and Luna found the soft cushions she had for such occasions when both ruling princesses were present. When Blueblood shook his head, her mood darkened in a flash.

"No, not even you. They see all the changelings near the royal ponies of Equestria and they believe Twisty has trapped everypony in her plan to take over. If that is your plan, Queen Twisty, it is not going too well." Blueblood tilted his smile a little and got a giggle from Twisty.

"Then you, nephew, must be the stallion they nee-" Celestia had settled on her throne and felt the relaxation being in control of a situation afforded.

"No." Prince Blueblood said it with a smile. "Sliver?"

A small changeling trotted out, her disguise obvious in its simplicity. "My prince." The words tingled up Blueblood's spine, it wasn't just a greeting. The pair were not the only two to recognize it. Gel looked to Twilight with a silly grin. Rainbow and Muffins, however, seemed quite oblivious to nearly everything.

"Please stand at my side." The words were simple ones, no hint of the real meaning they would have. His being with her was, in his mind, a foregone conclusion.

Sliver froze, she hadn't been expecting this. Revealing himself, sure, but offering… this? Sliver lost her disguise and looked to Blueblood, seeing his desire waken more fully at seeing her dark chitin. "We have rules, Blue."

Hearing the mare use her nickname for him had the prince shiver and almost melt in place. He looked at her with hungry eyes, desiring eyes. "I am a prince, buck the rules."

The rebellion delighted the mare. To know that just the thought of her had kept him from falling to the windigo's power was one thing, to have him openly defy tradition and propriety for happiness, love, quite another. "Buck the rules indeed. If nopony here objects, I will stand beside you."

Gel was amazed, the sight of the big stallion leaning against the little changeling for support almost had him giggling. He began to wonder just how much she meant to Blueblood, and vice versa. When nopony else spoke a word, Gel decided to show some solidarity with his fellow prince. He stepped forward and caught the closest thing to a glare he had ever seen on Celestia's face. "You take this stallion to be your special somepony?"

"I do." Sliver spoke clearly, her voice strong while her eyes were locked on Blueblood's.

"And you take this mare to be your special somepony?" Gel grinned at the pair, spared a look to Celestia and noticed her scowl had faded to a neutral look of inevitability.

"Of course I do." Blueblood wasn't sure why it meant so much, but having another pony acknowledge their devotion made it lot more special.

"Then you are special someponies, and let none come between that." Gel beamed at the pair as they kissed. Blueblood leaned down and pressed his snout gently to Sliver's, which is how the goo-changeling spotted the collar around his neck. A lot of things fell into place about their looks and reactions.

"The realm was so much easier to manage before we had princes. Can we not have any more?" Luna looked to Celestia and saw a rueful smile grow on the white alicorn's face. "Mares are much easier to deal with."

"Aww, you do love me!" Twisty wrapped Luna in a tight hug, squeezing the alicorn until she blushed.

"Rainbow Dash." Celestia's voice carried over the soft conversations among the ponies present. "What of the windigo? What can we do with them?"

"They were just hungry…" Fluttershy cut in, then realized all eyes were on her and she shrank again.

"They will be again." Rainbow Dash fluttered forward, her wings beating to keep her airborne. "I will take responsibility for them."

Celestia smiled at this, it was good news. "And if you are not enough to keep them fed? Then what?" She spared a glance to her sister and mate, seeing the former having an ear nibbled on by the latter.

"I… I don't know." Rainbow Dash looked worried that such might be true.

Twilight cut in, her grin bright. "You could take them to visit the dragons, they are always angry about something."

"Of course! Oh man, why didn't I think of that? I could visit Ember and show off my new tricks!" Rainbow was clearly excited at the idea, it was odd to think how much she loved taking care of stray pets, Tank had really been a gateway to a new kind of friendship, for her.

"Then that is settled. Twilight, Gel, Muffins, you and your friends are welcome to return to Ponyville, I am sure we can handle this problem ourselves." Celestia smiled at the odd little group. Two alicorns of different tribes… then it hit her, was Rainbow Dash on her own path to such a triumvirate? She bore the touch of two different kinds of ponies now, was there a third in her future?

The heavy thoughts didn't weigh down the other ponies, and with reluctance they started to turn. Blueblood, however, stopped Gel.

"Prince Gel, thank you." The stallion bowed deeply to his changeling counterpart. It was obvious why, of all the ponies present, he had been quickest to simply accept the two as a couple.

"Prince Blueblood, you take care of Sliver, as the pony who bound you two, I feel responsible for your well-being." Gel didn't feel like clopping a hoof was enough and stepped closer than Blueblood was ready for, hugging the other stallion.

Blueblood froze, feeling a hoof rub his collar. "What…"

"Stay strong, your mare… mistress, needs you to be." Gel let go of the hug, making sure he hadn't shifted around the unicorn's clothing enough to uncover the collar he wore. Too shocked to reply, Blueblood nodded, wondering if every changeling was quite as amazing as the few he had met so far.

Zecora had started to find the time spent petrified amazingly relaxing. She spent most of it simply meditating, the comforting presence of her little friend curled up on her in various places. She couldn't feel the weather grow warmer when the storm broke, nor could she feel the loss of the windigo magic, since she wasn't being affected anyway.

"Stripy sister? You still in here?" Tree Hugger didn't knock, she had a fair idea that her friend would still be motionless. "Oh, there you are. Wake up, be stone no more, like, we totally got rid of the bad dude."

Zecora slipped slowly from her trance, then she coughed as flesh rushed around her, wrapping her once more in soft tissue instead of hard stone. She felt different, now. When she was petrified, she was calm, relaxed, at peace in a way no living thing ever could be. She leaned sideways and pressed her lips first to the cockatrice, the creature giving a happy cluck. Then she turned and took her first two steps, intending to close the distance on Tree but instead falling against her and mashing their snouts together.

The kiss, accidental as it was, was not wasted on the earth pony. She went with the flow, bent her branches and kissed back for all she was worth. "There is a party going on, I think I will put off the offer of removing their seeds until tomorrow, for now, the ponies of town are like, totally blissed on what mother gives."

"A story you must tell, but first a fire to quell." Zecora pressed tighter against the mare, an aching need overwhelming her so strongly that she almost felt like she was taking advantage of her friend. Tree Hugger's happy laugh dissuaded the zebra of any such thought and when she felt a hoof press between her back legs, Zecora let out a very deep moan. Why did getting frozen in stone have this effect on her?

Tree rubbed slowly, working her frog along the sensitive flesh before finally pushing Zecora backwards and dipping her head down to take proper care of her lover. Her tongue started at the bottom of the dark-furred vulva and traveled up. As she brushed over the bigger mare's clitoral hood, she felt the forehooves of the zebra grip her head tightly.

As the mare lapped along her, Zecora tilted her head back and moaned, not caring who or what heard her. She sang her pleasure and love to the forest in a voice it didn't often hear. "This position is not fair, to your slit I must show care." Zecora turned and twisted, pulling Tree over with her and settling her own snout between those green thighs.

Tree Hugger felt her chakra and body surge at the close attention of the zebra. "Right… right… righteous…" She moaned into Zecora's body, she groaned and screamed just as much as the zebra did. The difference was, back in Ponyville, a lot of ponies blushed as the song in their heads took a turn for the naughty.

"Oh my, I am glad all the colts and fillies are abed!" Cheerilee tried to yell to the pony next to her, above the music still blasting into the night air.

"Eyup!" The stallion dancing with her, pressed against her, hadn't fully heard the mare, but Big Macintosh was sure anything the clever mare he loved said would be worth agreeing to. Not that she heard his reply.

Rainbow Dash was flying, really flying. She called the winds and they blew for her. She dove and leveled out, flying inches above the train as it made its way to Ponyville. Behind her, the two windigo were following.

Confused and a little surprised at how things had turned out, the two spirits of the storm kept pace with their new friend. She tasted of so much anger it was like a font of rage, but she kept it so contained and wrapped up that they were intrigued by her. Their brother, they had finally worked out, was within the mare, somehow. It seemed right, she was perfect for him.

"What are you two so down about?" Rainbow tilted over and was flying on her back. She reached for them with her growing awareness of her windigo side, she let some of her anger free. Before all this, she kept it bottled up, wrapped in her care for her friends, it had been small but she had always dealt with it. Now… her anger was a thundercloud, a potential of immense proportions. But it was still hers. She fed the two windigo and called the breeze again to push her faster.

Inside the train, the thunder-crack made everypony look outside. There were no storm-clouds in sight, just an expanding, rainbow-colored ring of light.

Author's Note

Oh Zecora, you really have found a fetish, haven't you?

And lets not forget how ready Tree Hugger is to help everypony she meets. She should be Princess of Friendship!

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