---Saber’s POV---

I awoke with a groan, as the morning light flooded by draconic vision, while not nearly as keen as a Servant’s eyes from what I understand they will grow keener as I age and accumulate mana.

In life or rather my past life, I had never been much of a morning person. That had been my dear adopted brother Sir Kay’s, and Sir Gawain’s (No doubt due to him gaining increased strength in the morning) department.

They would needle me over the fact actually, how the “Perfect King” was all but a slightly-animate cadaver in the mornings. God I miss those two sometimes…well, except for Kay’s snoring.

Instead of facing the day I instead focused on how things have changed since I found myself reborn as probably the closest analog to a Phantasmal Beast in this world. While my years growing up again didn’t bare any mentioning I was proud that my skill with the sword as well as my other abilities followed me to this new world.

I just had to train myself up again to match the standard I once held. I was there skill wise but my ‘stats’ were still a ways away I knew it was a matter of time til my body matched what I was capable of when I was Servant Saber and a Counter-Guardian of sorts.

And given what I understand of my body… I may exceed those limits given time.

I only dare imagine what Rin would say, but Shirou would no doubt contradulate me and ask for a spar sometimes. He’s rather predictable like that.

And speaking of Shirou-- or is it Blade Works now --somethings never change. Shirou was always a cuddler, though not even he knew it until I was summoned and when I slept with him the first night.

Well I myself am a cuddler so while I admit I was embarrassed, after all I was cuddling my Master at the time, Shirou’s reaction was much more… lively and infinitely more amusing…

I also learned he’s what I would later learn was called a “Stress Cooker” apparently when he was overwhelmed or stressed out he would vent in the kitchen. And depending on how stressed and overwhelmed he was the amount of food would equal that.

I just thank god that Rin taught Shirou how to haggle with the best of them, the only reason he wasn’t regularly ripped off was because of how much of a genuinely nice and helpful guy he was.

Reaching over to my rucksack I opened it and pulled out a few gems to snack on as my thoughts turned to the ‘passion’ of our little Menage a Trois; Rin Tohsaka..

If anything I do know if she was here she’d think she died and went to Akasha… or whatever Magus believe in. High quality gems grow, quite literally in fact, like weeds here! And for her Jewelcraft this land would be quite the closest thing to Heaven for her. That or Shirou’s bed.

Just thinking about Rin’s deviant nature makes me blush terrybly. Honestly I think even Merlin himself, who is half-incubus and a truly legendary manwhore as I heard it termed, would find some of Rin’s antics daunting! OK, granted considering Merlin shacked up with pretty much every available woman in Britain, enough that some of my knights jested that, whenever he came in with bad news, it would be to announce he’d impregnated his latest conquest, which he presumably had, but I never had the chance to track any of them down.

That thing Rin and Shirou do with those swords as well as shisihbari…

Oh my! Though to be fair, I MIGHT have asked him to try that on me after, for, ah, posterity’s sake… (Rin put me up to it though… really…)

Plus Rin must have something like Mystic Eyes of Puppy Dog or something… though generally speaking she’s just that convincing. Plus despite her flexible morals she is genuinely a good woman.

Still doesn’t change the fact that she’s horribly deviant… but she is mine and Shirou’s deviant!

Shaking my head I looked down and saw that Shirou was awake despite his closed eyes, listening to my heart with a small relaxed smile. Speaking of Shirou he was much the same as I remember, but it seems his rebirth had him grow in unexpected ways

His Distortion, unless you even knew about it in the first place, was harder to notice. He was still the same selfless noble Swords-for-Brains idiot, Rin’s words but… I can’t say they’re wrong, but at the same time.... He now has a sense of… pride.

I came down after resting and watching him work on a sword, and I saw a sense of pride in his work which made me smile. I hope it extends to his swordsman-- pony I mean --ship as well. Your weapon is suppose to be an extension of yourself, and to see him adopt the style of Archer EMIYA just insulted my pride as a Knight and King.

I won’t deny EMIYA is strong but… just treating ones weapons as disposable tools irritates me.

Unfortunately the mood, such as it is, was ruined by my stomach.

I blushed horribly when Shirou just smiled in amusement and got up and went to the kitchen.

… The more things change the more they stay the same…

---Shirou---

I flitted, and yes I mean that quite literally, around my kitchen as I cooked up a breakfast that would sate Saber’s monstrous appetite. I actually think her being a dragon somehow INCREASED how much she can scarf down.

Thank God food is so plentiful in Equestria… well that and learning how to haggle from Rin…

As I cooked up a storm a treacherously hopeful thought came to my mind… maybe Rin was here too somewhere?

I tried to squash that thought but it persisted. While it would make me happy… it was a selfish desire. Rin has a future, a life ahead of her in the Clock Tower. She’s a once in a lifetime genius after all! And… really what would she have here? Well, aside from practically limitless access to Age of Gods level magic. Oh and “Jewels for Days” as I think Rainbow would phrase it...

But… can I? Is it… alright for me to be selfish? I know my parents and Rainbow say it’s okay to be selfish every once in a while but… should I? Would Rin even be happy here?

I actually stopped and considered that for a few moments before I refocused on cooking. Honestly? She’d probably love it here… it certainly isn’t nearly as cut-throat as the Moonlit world.

I actually can’t recall the last time I was paranoid in this world… hell not even Nightmare Moon, who was definitely a Divine Spirit if not a straight-up Deity, made my heart race.

… God does this make me a battle or adrenaline junkie like Lancer? I hope not…

Shaking my head to dispel those thoughts I made a mental note to go to the marketplace, I was nearly out of eggs and I needed to restock on my spices. Hmm… maybe I could visit the library and see if Spike would like to join me on a Gem hunt…

… Maybe Rarity actually. She has a spell to locate gems I believe, who knows, might lead me to Rin. With my E-rank luck I’m simply not that fortunate.

… Though my luck doesn’t seem nearly as bad as it did. It isn’t any better either so… I think I broke even on that all things considering.

Hmm… maybe he’d ask Saber to go to the marketplace with him? Give her a little tour before I heads over to Rarity’s to see if she’d mind helping him on a Gem hunt? Though… he’d have to put up with her… personality.

She is a nice pony, don’t get me wrong, but she’s rather… grating. Especially when it comes to the finer details. Plus ever since that night I helped them she keeps on calling me a gallant knight… I know it’s supposed to be a compliment but still...

I’m not a Knight though… I’m just a damn good Faker.

Though… maybe one day? Heh… yeah. In my dreams perhaps.

After a bit of cajoling, I managed to convince Rarity and Spike to go along with my idea. It took awhile, but eventually, things worked out.

I even scared off a pack of Diamond Dogs with Gae Bolg. The spears ceaseless bloodthirst made the pack scamper off with their tails tucked between their legs! I also had this strangest feeling that I disrupted something for some reason…

Meh probably just me imagining things.

Anyway, the gem hunt was successful, got some neat jewels. Interestingly enough, the gems here seem to be similar to the ones back on Earth, beautiful yes, but also thrumming with magic. I mean… I knew these sorts of jewels were going to be common but still… it’s still jarring to see. Jewelcraft were more Zelretch and Rin’s forte, but I did learn a thing or two from them.

… Honestly the best I could do with Jewelcraft is turn them into grenades… and there are less expensive methods of blowing stuff up. Though I suppose here that’s a valid tactic now… nah. I think I’ll stick with my swords and archery.

Well after Rarity took her choice pieces and Spike got his fair share I was about to start back to town pulling along the cart when I was stopped. It wasn’t often anyone could sneak up on me but somehow this pony did.

She was a rather petite mare as well, with a red coat and raven black mane. Her cutie marks resembled a multi-faceted jewel… that looked vaguely familiar somehow…

My eyes meet her’s, and the gears in my brain begin turning. And despite what Rin believes my brain isn’t made of swords.

Could she be…? No. Stop being a hopeful idiot.

However, I had to make sure. I tapped my chin with a hoof. I’d have to ask her something only the real Rin would know. Wait… I have an idea! Though it’ll either wind up with me getting bucked in the face or worse… but damn it I need to know!

“Rin… remember our first Mana Transference ritual?” I asked, my eyes peering into her’s.

Her eyes widened in clear surprise and for a moment I thought I had just gotten my hopes up, it certainly wouldn’t be the first time. Then… she gave me a smirk that screamed “Rin” to me.

“Personally I think our Mana rituals with Saber were better.” She said.

This is Rin… holy shit. I just sat down and stared at her with wide eyes, I… I had hoped but I didn’t actually expect Rin to be here as well! However before I could get lost further in my head, which has happened far more frequently then I’d like, when Rin thunked me on the head!

I rubbed my head and looked at her, “Well? Lead the way you idiot.” She said with a smile that was pure Rin.

“Uh… yeah.” I paused, “I’m… glad to see you Rin. Honestly. I was amazed when Saber showed up yesterday.” I turned, and began leading her back to my shop/home. I could practically feel her gaze drinking me in.

… God why do I feel like my life is going to get rather hectic?

Though honestly I wouldn’t have it any other way, you’d think being the younger brother of the Element of Loyalty would be rather exciting. It’s not, not really.

---Saber---

After Shirou and I parted ways I returned to his home/shop, most of the townsfolk kept their distance, not surprising really. I’m pretty sure I heard some mare screaming “The Horror!” like I was a Berserker about to go on a killing spree.

But then again according to my ‘peers’ in the Dragonlands all ponies are “Prissy pansies” heh yeah right.

I’d love to see them call Shirou a pansy. They’d be laughing right until they get a Gae Bolg shoved up their asses. And no, I don’t mean his penis. Though, Shirou and another man…

Damn it Rin! You’ve infected me! Besides, there aren’t any other men worthy of Shirou. A thought then came to mind, something I had mentally toyed around it one night after one Threesome Thursday. While I may not have been as skilled in the art of Magecraft as Rin, Sakura, or Merlin, I did pick up a thing or two….

Gah! Damn you Rin! Putting all these deviant thoughts into my head! I mean, it’s not like I’m incapable of doing such on my own, but it’s mostly Rin’s fault. Curse her and her wonderful hands… and those trash “romance” books she made me read.

If we find her, she is going to pay, in a massage, or in food. Preferably both…

I mean sure, I MAY have thought rather perverse thoughts about Mordred in my weaker moments (Or after a particularly ale filled feast), and Sir Bedivere, the first woman to love me, may have, ah, instructed me on how to please a woman, but I still have my morals.

I just rubbed my face and decided to eat the rest of my small gem stash, I would have time to deal with my… “needs” later. Thankfully, I still possess a link to Shirou, and Rin. While the link for Rin might be faint, she’s still alive, somewhere on this planet.

Honestly when I realized the link was there I was surprised, I actually had to look for it as it wasn’t activaly feeding me mana anymore. Even when I was still Rin’s familiar, she and Shirou were more than enough to supply with mana, especially on our anniversary.

I may as well go and investigate where the link to Rin leads me. I focused, reaching through the link, and took flight, leaving Shirou a claw written note. My wings glided through the air, kicking up water as I skimmed across a lake on my way.

Thankfully, my gift from the Fae, to walk on the water as the Lord did, has remained, and has proven quite useful, especially in teaching Rin and Illya how to swim. Oh god was that a trial in itself… fun but still a trial. It was quite funny seeing how Illya was far better at swimming than Rin. I taught them how to dance too.

Though seeing Shirou blush and squirm when he saw us in bathing suits made it all worth the trouble. Though sometimes, I missed the days when it was the norm to swim nude… though I guess that’s a moot point now. I passed into a more rocky area, with a swamp to the east. The link was growing stronger.

I wonder what Merlin would think if he saw me now. Actually… I don’t think I want to know.

… He never let me live down walking in on him bathing. I still wonder how a Magus like him, who, save for a few instances of wielding Excalibur when I could not, primarily due to illness or injury, gained such a rather toned physique.

As much as the old perv annoyed me, I do hope he’s well. Though I hope I don’t have to see that manwhore again, I mean he’s a great mentor but… yeah. Though, as my eyes searched the ground below, I happened to glance an elderly looking stallion, his long mane and beard white as snow, trotting through the city, garbed in belled blue mage’s attire. His silver eyes caught mine, and I felt something familiar.

Shaking my head to clear these thoughts I followed the link, coming up quickly to Shirou, or rather Blade Works outside the house, pulling a cart filled with delicious smelling gems and a mare walking along side of him.

A mare that was holding the other side of the link…

I swooped down and landed before Blade Works and the other mare, who I am almost certain is actually Rin, and smiled “Didn’t expect this. I had actually left a note.” I said with a smile.

The mare turned to face me, her eyes lit up. Did Rin recognize my voice?

“... Swords and shihibari.” Yep, that’s Rin alright.

I’m pretty sure my scales are bright red and… yep Blade Works is going red as well.

I shook my head and forced my embarrassment down as I picked up Rin and hugged her tightly without hurting her, I even kissed her cheek making her squirm in my hug. She was so tiny and cute, slightly shorter than Shirou was. It was so precious! If only Sakura or Illya could see her now!

And apparently Blade Works thought the same… and made himself sad.

Hell I made myself sad now… I really wish we could’ve fixed Illya’s body. She’ll be stuck as a child forever. Thankfully, we had managed to “shift” her consciousness into a new body, or at least Zelretch had

Blade Works smiled, “Let’s go home.” He said, “I’ll make something special for us all. And I’ve actually been looking forward to all those recipes I found that use gems in them.”

Rin nodded in that way that she does and after I released her all three of us made our way back to Blade Works shop/home.

---Rin Tonosaka

What in the actual fuck??

No it wasn’t the fact that Shirou was living above a repair show that gave me pause, no, that wouldn’t surprise me. It was the apparent block-party that was happening when we got near. I mean… I’ve been invited to parties before, usually from some of my classmates at the Clock Tower, but this….

Granted most of them are because Zelretch is in another dimension, though there was an epic one when he picked me to be his apprentice.

But still… this is my first pony party. And I’ll be honest… all the emotions in the air, mostly happiness with a dash of love and a zest of lust, is making me hungry. In fact since Shirou realized who I was I swear… I always knew he cared but… the amount of love he’s generating is honestly kind of daunting. It's like he’s some embodiment of love or something.

Though that’s ridiculous. He may be made up of swords but he isn’t like… the second coming of the Crystal Heart or anything like that!

Though… I wonder if he’s got any Noble Phantasm in that head of his that might be connected to this somehow… hmm I’ll experiment later after I finally set up a proper Workshop!

“WHY THE HELL ARE YOU ALL IN MY HOUSE!?!” Shirou yelled looking absolutely bewildered… which he shouldn’t actually, he’s been living here for a couple years now hasn’t he?

“Ah! Don’t be like that Bladey!” A pink pony creature said as she bounced towards us, “I made sure nopony messed with your kitchen. We don’t want another Close Shave incident after all.”

Shirou’s eye twitched, and I wondered what this mare had meant. I would later learn a stallion by the name of Close Shave had nearly lost his dick after almost setting fire to Shirou’s Kitchen….repeatedly. And he had also been tossed out of a second story window onto a nearby thorny rosebush.

“OKay Pinkie just… let me get my new guest settled then we’ll join the party okay?” Shirou said to the pink creature.

Honestly… I’m not even sure she’s actually a pony and not an eldritch creature, like some sort of Beast class being, of some sorts.

Though I did snicker when Shirou stared at Pinkie with that unnerving look he gest sometimes., “You’re not leaving without helping to clean up the mess.” He said, “You do know that right?”

Pinkie giggled, though I have the feeling she was going to originally duck out of clean up, “Hehe… sure Bladey! Why wouldn’t I?? Hehehe…”

Oh Shirou has grow up so much! That deadpan look! Is this what it feels like when a teacher is proud of their dope of a student? He’s come a long way, though he’s still my loveable ginger idiot.

Though, after everything cleaned up, both Arturia and I are hungry, and, I have to admit, starved for, ah “Mana.”

… Oh who am I kidding? I want sex...

Author's Note

Okay folks I want everyone's opinion!
In regards to clop should we do it quick and dirty, and have it a part of the chapter proper?
OR should it be detailed and thorough and have it's own chapter that's cclearly marked [CLOP]