Bumbling through my Education

Chapter 19: Noble Resistance

The Lab was normally quiet, although at the moment it was less quiet than he would have considered. Currently two of the newest members of his herd was attending to the needs of their Alpha. Honeypot had heard what happened between himself and Moonglow, and she also realized that it was from the intoxication from getting his mana stores built back up too quickly. He was actually quite magic drunk, and in no shape to make decisions.

For that reason Moonglow, or Lucki, got introduced the idea of anger rutting. Something the Thestral seemed to be able to handle, and actually enjoyed a bit. Of course the news of Aryanne came as a bit of a shock, at least until Luna explained that since Bumble was a Royal Consort, and thus considered royalty, bringing Aryanne into the herd was partially politically motivated. With Aryanne as a herd member it gave Equestria a more cemented alliance with Germaneigh.

It didn’t stop Honeypot from wanting to ensure that both Moonglow, and Aryanne, understood who the alpha mare was. Bumble himself was relaxing, finally taking it easy from everything that had happened. Because of Aryanne’s entry into the herd the wedding had to be moved up. The original plan was wait, but that was out of the question. Not to mention there was the trip meant to be made to Germaneigh to finish declaring both nations as allies. In a way Bumble wasn’t sure he liked the idea of the herd being used as a way to seal a formal alliance between Equestria and Germaneigh, but Luna, Celestia, and Aryanne had explained that it was for the best.

Plus, once she saw First-Aid Aryanne wanted to know when they would be ready. Apparently there was some villages in Germaneigh that didn’t have doctors or nurses. Having medical golems like First-Aid would be perfect since they could go out to the country, help those that needed it, and even bring them back to a larger health care facility if needed. She felt it truly was a fantastic idea. She loved the idea of everypony in Germaneigh getting the access to medical care they all deserved.

Of course the discussion over the medical golems ended when Honeypot insisted that the four of them go to the lab. Once there the door was locked, a golem construction mat was laid down, and Honeypot gave both of the mares what she expected of them. Aryanne was hesitant, exceptionally so, to let Lucki get so intimate with her. However, the moment she realized that her being accepted into the herd depended completely on her being able to accept all of the herd mates.

With that she lay back, her eyes on the ceiling, she didn’t look at Lucki, at Moonglow, not at first. Not until she felt the tongue of the Thestral mare inside of her. Her hands went to her head, she looked down at her, the old teachings falling away, the rampant tribalism falling apart, and she began to realize that while Germaneigh was part of who she was, it was not what she defined herself by anymore. She was a mare that found a good stallion, she found good herdmates, and she had no desire to give those things up.

She already understood if she became pregnant it was likely, until things changed, that she would have to birth her foal here. Her mind was alight with a thousand thoughts, each more demanding that the last, each expressing dominance of her mind, each demanding that she take the road they presented, but there was only one road she wanted.

She looked at the slit before her, the one belonging to her new alpha, and she began to kiss it. Her tongue tasted the sweet nectar that her alpha was offering her, and unable to hold back she slid her tongue into Honeypot. Honeypot moaned as she felt the mare that was a symbol for everything she was raised to stand against. Aryanne’s tongue was moving in the ways she so craved, so needed, and yet at the same time she wanted to subjugate the mare.

She wanted Aryanne to know what it felt like to be considered lesser, to understand what rampant tribalism felt like. She wanted this proud mare to become her willing little slave, and she wanted Aryanne to be aware of every moment of it. She wanted that, but at the same time she understood what Bumble wanted. He wanted her to see that all of the tribes could live together in harmony.

It didn’t feel right. Not that she was against accepting her. She agreed to it. Like Luna, and Celestia, explained it was needed. Bumble had responsibilities as a Royal. Responsibilities that included doing something like this. So she couldn’t understand why somepony that was raised to accept all other tribes, why somepony that believed she was so open to change and acceptance, but at the same time that same pony wanted to hate this mare.

Aryanne was trying her hardest to accept the entire herd. She was making an effort, but Honeypot wanted to hate her. She wanted to rut her so hard that Aryanne’s mind practically broke. She wanted to hate her, she wanted to treat her like the Germaneigh National Party treated the Pegasi and Unicorns. She wanted to hurt her. She felt her legs tightening around Aryanne’s head. She felt her orgasm wash over, the intense feeling of need residing, and she realized that she anger rutted a herdmate.

Cumulus told her about this. The moment that a pony made you so mad that you popped a wing boner, although she did tell her to never say that to another Pegasus, because they didn’t like to advertise that their wings could signal their arousal. She had the Earth Pony version of an angry wing boner for Aryanne. She moved away from her, letting Aryanne look confused.

“Do that to Moonglow.”

Aryanne looked at the Thestral and sighed as she moved between the cobalt blue thighs. Unlike Honeypot the taste was a mixture of tart and salty. As Aryanne went down on her Honeypot looked at her husband. The very stallion was the father to the foal she knew she was carrying, the very stallion that had captured the hearts of so many mares, and she instead went to her knees. She understood the reasons for what was happening, and she accepted that there was very little say in it, but she hoped that he would understand if it took her a good long while to come around to completely accepting the mare from Germaneigh.

Bumble felt his eyes try to roll into the back of his head. Honeypot knew how to please him. In truth she could give pointers to all of his mares, including Luna and Celestia. At one point he wondered if the Princess of Love might need pointers from his Earth Pony bride. He felt her mouth move from his cock to kissing up his belly, to his chest, and finally she found his mouth.

He tasted his own musk as he kissed her, but he could care less about that. She was his mare, his love, his bride. Her legs moved open as she straddled him in the seat he was on. He felt himself slip into her, and she let out a soft moan as she began to take him completely into her wanting slit.

“Oh Bumble,” she moaned, “Please rut me. Just rut me hard.”

He didn’t understand why she wanted him to be rough. It didn’t make since, since she wasn’t trying to act like she wanted him to rut her like there was no tomorrow, but he wasn’t going to deny her either. He pulled her up, using his magic, and then slammed her down onto his cock until it was completely buried inside of her. She let out a shrieking moan as he filled her. His cock stretching her so completely, his claiming her, reminding her of the fact that he was a confident stallion now. And he was. Over their time together Bumble had become more confident, but he never became callous or uncaring. He loved each and every one of them, and right now she was giving what she thought she needed.

She needed to be rutted hard like she wanted Aryanne rutted. She wanted him to treat her rough, to take from her, to drink from her lips, to feel her body, to use her and not give back. She wanted that because she felt like she deserved it. And before he could so blantely take of her, to use her, he stopped. She looked into his golden eyes, those loving eyes that saw through what she claimed. She sniffled as he held her.

“I… I…” she began.

He shushed her, letting her vent her emotions onto his shoulder. He heard the door open, but at the moment he didn’t care if he got into trouble. One of his mares… No his Honeypot needed him. She needed him, and the school be damned to Tartarus. To their credit both Aryanne and Moonglow got up from the floor and hugged them. When the door finished opening he saw Luna standing there.

“Beloved, You are needed before the council of nobles.”

He looked at her, uncertain of why his presence was needed, “Why?”

She sighed and walked toward him, “Not for our marriage beloved, which must happen soon, within the month soon, but rather for your golems. Gleaming Bit is attempting to convince the other Nobles how your golems will work against the interest of the common pony.”

He shook his head, “Luna… Honeypot needs me. I…” he felt Honeypot lift up. Her eyes focused on him.

“Bumble, I’ll be okay, but you need to go. Go and settle this.”

He swallowed, and slowly she off of him. He pulled his clothes on, and he followed Luna. Not far behind him the alpha of his herd, and two new herd members, followed closely behind him. The small group walked into a building he’d learned about back in his days of elementary school. The House of Nobles, the very place where the laws of Equestria were either put into existence, or repelled. The huge marble structure was intimidating, but he remembered exactly who it was that rutted Princess Luna until she was quivering and barely able to speak. With that he strolled into the floor of the House of Nobles like the biggest cock walking into a locker room.

The nobility sat in their seats of power. The very seats that had been unfortunately given to them by Celestia shortly after Luna’s banishment. The very seats that had the power to limit Celestia’s limit. The fact was that the House of Noble’s didn’t always follow that name. There was once a time when the House of Noble’s went by the name of the Delegation to the Office of the Royal Knowledge Society, but apparently one of the nobility realized that Starswirl the Bearded had given the name after a night of heavy drinking, and that it was a vain attempt to poke fun at the fact that he considered them all dimwitted.

The first Noble to stand was Gleaming Bit. He glared at the newest member of the Royal family in the same way one might look at a bit of rubbish littering the side of the highway. He gave a snort of indifference, his own way of showing the disrespect he believed this Princess Consort deserved, and then stood to address his other fellow Nobles.

“Ladies and Gentlestallions of the great House of Nobles, I address you with a problem. A problem I am certain began as a genuine attempt of help, and aide, but one that will surely render our fellow common ponies into a position of lethargy and useless behavior,” he said before he pointed to Bumble, “Our Prince Consort has created a Golem capable of rendering aid to anypony within Equestria. A golem not restricted by location, not restricted by temperature, and not even restricted by the protocols we have set in place to keep a balance on health care.”

He took a breath, trying to see if he had gotten to Bumble, and his sneer showed his displeasure in being unable to render this new edition to the Royal family into a simpering mess. Another Blueblood he didn’t want, or need.

“He would disrupt the livelihood of thousands of ponies in the Health care systems we have in place! He would dismantle the very established protocols that are there to aid ponies! He would RAPE our entire medical structure to the very foundations! WE MUST STOP THIS!”

He looked at Bumble, his sneer every present, his eyes not even looking at Luna who was now glaring daggers at him. Her mind considering the idea of stripping him of his lands, his power, and send him straight to an Earth Pony settlement where he would have to work for an Earth Pony for a place to live. She looked at the outburst of support from most of the nobility, with the exception of two minor houses.

The first to stand was Twilight Velvet and Nightlight, of the House of Clover, descendants of Clover the Clever, forever locked into the nobility.

“No.”

Gleaming Bit looked at them, “Ah, of course, our own progressive,” he made the quotation marks in the air, “minor nobles have decided to speak out of why damaging our Health Care infrastructure is a grand idea.”

Twilight Velvet looked at him, and imagined putting a well placed hoof at his dangly bits. She cleared her throat, and looked at the other nobles, “No, damaging our health care systems would be terrible, but this wouldn’t damage it. It would bring about the much needed change we need to see in our health care. We could see the start of ponies being able to be treated like ponies and not numbers!”

A low mummer began and soon another group stood. Fancy Pants and Fleur De Lis stood.

“I say,” Fancy began, “Ms. Velvet makes a valid point! This could be our chance to show the common pony that we support them!”

Gleaming Bit groaned, “We have two for allowing the Golems to continue as intended, against?”

Nearly half of the nobility stood.

“Ah, I see, and abstained?”

Most of the other half stood.

“Well, since most of the nobility seems to feel that it would be in the best interest of Equestria to not allow the Prince Consort to continue his work…”

Luna stepped forward, “Yes, a group of pompous, arrogant, self deluded tailholes feel that spitting on the very ponies that need us the most is the right course of action. I feel it is not. By the rule granted to me, by Princess Platinum of the Unicorn Tribe, Chancellor Puddinghead of the Earth Pony tribe, and General Hurricane of the Pegasus tribe I hereby declare the Medical Golem project approved.”

Gleaming Bit glared at her.

“You would destroy all the Nobility have built for the common pony?!”

She glared back at him, “No, I would destroy the stranglehold the nobility has on our Health Care system!”

He huffed, “Perhaps we should entertain the notion that this idea was given to you by your sister, perhaps, after so many years of leadership, Princess Celestia is in need of relief. Who would be better than us to take over those responsibilities?”

Luna looked at the entire house of Nobles, smiled, and cleared her throat.

“THOSE WHO VOTED AGAINST THE GOLEMS STAND!” she spoke with her Royal Canterlot Voice, “THOU HAST PROVEN THINE TRUEST INTENTIONS! IT IS FOR THIS REASON WE HEREBY STRIP THEE OF THY POWER! THY NAMES SHALL BE REMOVED FROM THE BOOK OF GOLD, THINE HOUSES TAKEN BACK FROM WHENCE THEY CAME, AND THOU, ALL OF THOU, SHALT SEEK ASSISTANCE FROM THE VERY PONIES THY HAVE RAPED WITH THINE FOUL LAWS!”

“You...YOU CAN’T!” Gleaming Bit shouted, “We.. WE WERE GIVEN OUR POSITIONS BY PRINCESS PLATINUM HERSELF!”

Luna looked at him, a self assured smile on her muzzle, “Yes, and Princess Platinum gave us her position. We took her power from her shoulders. You might have the laws in favor of controlling mine sister, but not for me. It is for that reason, and that reason alone, you would have been best to leave my decision alone.”

“But… No, this isn’t right! It’s not fair!” Gleaming Bit screamed.

Luna looked toward her other herdmates that stood just outside the door, a smile on her muzzle, and she looked toward Gleaming Bit, “Congratulations Gleaming Bit, thou hast played thineself. Tell us, did thou enjoy it?”

Gleaming without thinking did something that would be remembered in Canterlot for ages. The moment when one of the nobility completely forgot their place and slapped one of the Royal Sisters. Luna didn’t even get the chance to hurt him, instead he glowed a brilliant gold, the same color of Bumble’s magic, and he flew violently toward the ceiling only to bounce off of it and tumble down toward the floor. She caught him, not wanting the blood of this poor excuse of a stallion to be on Bumble’s hands, and once he was within non-lethal range, dropped him. The sound was satisfying as she heard him scream from the various broken bones. She caught her husband, who seemed to tax a still not quite returned mana reserve, and lifted him gently with her magic.

“Guards, Take Gleaming Bit into custody, remove his wife and their daughters from his house. Bring them before the Night Court.”

“Your Highness,” two Earth Ponies guards said with poorly hidden smiles on their muzzles, “Your will be done.”

Carrying Bumble, Luna felt something else she hadn’t felt in so long. She felt safe. Her husband’s own power was that of a foal compared to her, yet he protected her. He took Gleaming Bit out of the picture. The noble not only lost his place, but he proved how irrational and unfit he truly was for the power he wielded.

Oh, Celestia would be in a tizzy, she knew that. Tia would go about saying how she shouldn’t had done that. She should have left the nobility alone, but they were threatening to destroy all Bumble worked for, they were threatening Celestia herself, and Luna couldn’t leave such a thing alone. Besides, she had to see if pressed against the wall if the nobility would act noble, or if they would play the one true hand they had.

Their answer was more than enough reason for her to ensure the loss of power they had.

Author's Note

(AN: Okay, so I've noticed some questions about Aryanne. Two things, With Bumble becoming part of the Royal family there was some extra responsibilities thrust upon him. A political marriage is unfortunately one of those. Like it or not this was something I was considering from the very beginning of this story. I was debating for some time about who I was going to add, and in the end it came down to either Dragon Lord Ember, or the Chancellor from Germaneigh.

I felt best to go with Germaneigh. Mainly because while not all dragons do, there are some dragons that do eat Ponies. So, in the end, I felt it better to go with Germaneigh, and work toward changing Aryanne more toward believing in harmony between the tribes. Thank you,

RJP)