Author's Note

Sorry for the super late update my loyal followers!

I know I kept promising the update and kept missing it and I'm so so sorry. I know it's not much but I have more on the way for tomorrow so hopefully I'll update on time. I'm sad to say my PS3 dies and I had to repurchase Metal Gear Solid V the Phantom Pain, and well.... like with Dark Souls 3 I lost a lot of my attention to this game. Sorry.

I promise I'll try to do better in the future to keep my update promises, even though I keep saying I will. Anyways hope you all enjoy the update. next time we get to see the Fire Keeper and Trixie work on the farm.

Hot....

Sweaty.... Sexy muscles.... haaaaaaaaa.......

...... I have issues I just realized.

ENJOY THE GAME! YOU LOST THE GAME!! ALL OF YOU!!!

Friendly warning!! Next chapter ~~might~~, WILL get a little raunchy.

Rude Awakening

Anri was a knight of Astora, and a blade of the Blue Sentinels. Now, he served the Ashen One, Diana Mistress of Flames.

Never before had he once thought that he’d be leading an army to investigate a source of great dark power. He, a humble knight of a kingdom long forgotten to the sands of time, or in his case ashes of time. He chuckled at the little joke he made in his head as he marched with his close and faithful companion Horace towards a small village on the farthest part of the land.

It would take weeks to travel on foot, but thanks to Diana there was now a way to travel by means of the bonfires. Far from the castle where Diana resided, Anri approached a lone bonfire in an open sanddune shadowed by a single tree.

All around the dunes were the bodies and armor of fallen warriors and monsters alike. There were dragon bones, some small some large. Remains of armor littered the sand from many ages. One look and one would have guessed that time itself had merged to a single point to bring all the armies of the world together for one great battle.

The bonfire itself was rather unimpressive.

Like all other bonfires it had a coiled sword in it. A small mother of flames surrounded the coiled sword.

Anri approached the fire. At his side his ever faithful companion Horace watched as his friend knelt down and reached for the flame. Anri closed his hollowed eyes, feeling for the flames that still burned across the world.

Each flame reached out to the flames across the world, it was an easy and fast way to travel by oneself. To take a whole group would require each individual to ignite the fire and travel by flame. With all the Abyss Watchers that’d take hours, but thanks to a handle pyromancy spell developed by Diana now they had the means to take a whole group at a time.

It’d still take some time, but two hours bet ten hours easily. As Anri felt into the flames he could see through the flames the world's bonfires. It was like looking through another set of eyes, or rather an extension of one's sight, as Anri liked to put it.

He saw almost every corner of the world, Griffinstone, the Ember isles in the Dragonlands, several in the Badlands, one in the Crystal Empire. As he saw into the fire out in the Crystal Empire far north in Equestria’s borders he sensed something unusual.

A lingering flame.

A new flame.

Anri reached out to the new flame feeling a sense of familiarity with it. He had sensed this once before, long long ago at the old Firelink Shrine in Lothric. He got a slight grin under his armored face as he noticed this new flame was very close to his destination.

“Ponyville…” He whispered standing up from the flame. “Alright everyone! Listen up!”

All the Abyss Watchers gave him their undivided attention.

“We’re going to Ponyville, once there we are to wipe it from the face of the world and free this land from the Abyss!” Anri yelled raising his fist to the air.

All The Abyss Watchers and Horace followed suit raising a fist in the air as they stood in groups of ten by the bonfire. Anri turned around to face the bonfire once more and reached for it. A cool blue flame engulfed his body and he disappeared from sight.

Moments later Anri found himself deep in a forest right next to the bonfire he sensed. Looking around he noticed there was a storm recently. A single path existed heading in two opposite directions. One went east the other went west.

Facing the west Anri began a slow trek as Horace and groups of ten Abyss Watchers appeared and slowly marched up behind him like they never stopped walking during the fire transport. It would take some time to get there but Anri knew the consequences of leaving the Abyss to contaminate the world. He clenched his fist tightly as he thought back when he once spared a small unicron village at the edge of Equestria almost two thousand years ago.

He shook the thoughts off as he continued his march with steeled determination not to let others suffer because he was too soft to make a tough call.

“This time, it will be different.”

He looked back and held up a hand to his friend Horace who grunted by his friend's sudden stop.

“Hrrrggh?”

“Horace, I need you to find Priscilla and take her to the Crystal Empire and remain there until Radiant Hope contacts Chrysalis.” Anri instructed his friend.

“Huurggh?”

Anri nodded to his grunting friend. “Yes, I’ll be there. Just don’t do anything unless I’m there. OK?”

“Urrgh.” Horace said with a nod.

Anri watched his friend depart back to the bonfire and disappeared into the flames. Now alone with the Abyss Watchers Anri continued his march towards his destination.

*Ponyville*

At the edge of Ponyville in Sweet Apple Acres, Trixie’s trailer was parked next to a large red barn surrounded by large hay bales. The sun was just peeking over the horizon of Sweet Apple Acres orchards, all the apples shined brightly as the rays of light danced over them.

Trixie and the Fire Keeper were sleeping happily in the cart. Both were wrapped in Trixie’s thick blankets she kept for winter nights. The blue unicorn was snuggled up against the soft blonde hair of the other sleeping with her. Trixie felt a ray of sunlight hit her face forcing her to bury her face into the Fire Keeper’s hair. Taking in the sweet scent of her hair Trixie felt content and let her body ease into slumber once again.

That is, until a rapping at her door jarred her awake.

*Knock Knock!* “Hey Trixie! Ya’ll up yet?!” Came the voice of Applejack from outside.

Trixie grumbled trying to get back to sleep, only to have her soft human pillow rise from beneath the covers. Trixie grunted trying to stay under the cover of her blankets as the Fire Keeper slipped on her pants and shirt.

Walking over to the entryway she slid open the door slowly so she didn’t hit the pony on the other side. She was greeted by a bright smile on Applejack’s face and a friendly tilt of her hat.

“Well, mornin, sugarcube?” Applejack greeted her, cocking her head to the side to see the lump on the bed. “I'm guessing that little missy is still getting her, ‘beauty sleep’?”

The fire keeper giggled lightly. “Yes, Miss Trixie is still resting. She needs a lot of beauty sleep.”

Both of them laughed as a pillow flew across the room and hit Applejack in the face. A second one flew ready to pummel the back the the Fire keeper’s head, but with swift action the human spun around and pressed her back against the wall of the wagon and the fluffy pillow hit Applejack in the face.

As the puffy pillow slowly slid off her face, Applejack got a playful grin on her face. She took one pillow in her hoof and tugged the edge of it, glaring playfully at the Fire keeper.

“Yall did that on purpose.” She accused.

“Oh, I have no idea what you mean dear Applejack.” The woman said back, picking up the second pillow and nodded towards Trixie.

The two slowly approached Trixie’s bed, both of them eyeing the lump that was Trixie under the covers. Slowly they raised their pillows and as the lump shifted they playfully hit the lump with the pillows.

After a few strikes when no resistance was met, both girls became curious and stopped their assault. Gently they lifted the covers to see Trixie was gone and a note was left behind. The Fire Keeper glanced back over at Applejack who had a worried look on her face.

Taking the note in her hand the Fire Keeper read it aloud, “You asked for this.”

Applejack shrugged at the meaning behind it. Suddenly there was a loud snapping noise and Applejack yelped and jumped in the air hitting her head on the top of the wagon. Another snap followed seconds later and the Fire Keeper let out a girly scream as she felt a sting on her rump.

Both of them now rubbing their sore posteriors heard laughter at the entryway to the wagon where Trixie was with a wet towel in her magical aura. Above her was Rainbow Dash who was snickering at the scene.

“Yeah, Trix, you were right! Look at those red faces!” Rainbow barked pointing at the two embarrassed girls in the wagon.

Applejack had a scowl on her face and the Fire Keeper gave Trixie a heated glare. Seeing the anger behind their eyes, having dealt with it from Rarity once, Rainbow Dash gave a quick and hasty farewell before shooting off into the sky leaving Trixie alone and confused by her sudden departure.

Trixie watched confused as the rainbow maned pony vanished in the blink of an eye leaving only the slightest hint of a rainbow trail behind where she flew. Behind her Trixie failed to notice the two very angry females behind her. Flames burned in their eyes as they raised their pillows high above the unsuspecting unicorn.

Moments later Trixie felt a cold sensation fall over her body. She slowly turned to see Applejack and the Fire Keeper with pure ire in their eyes, and in the blink of an eye her vision went white and then she blacked out to the soft and fluffy sensation of pillows pummeling her to certain doom.

At least that's the story Trixie would preach afterward falling victim to the abuse of two angry mares, or rather mare and woman.