The Different Prince

Okay, you get the idea, I met a lot of foreigners, saw boobies and drank milk. Except from the dragons. They didn't want to the hold me. Thankfully. Also, they don't have boobs. They seemed rather... plain to me. Mother seemed to have secured me a sizable harem, expect from the dragons and zebras. Good grief, when I grew up I was gonna be up to my ears in poontang. I was actually rather terrified. Maybe there were some benefits to being a primitive beast.

The party progressed long into the night... I assume. That's what mother said anyways when I awoke. I had fallen asleep shortly after the Zebra Queen said hello. Crap I was full. And I never once set a hoof on the floor.

It was when mother was bidding her guests goodbye that I awake again. I watched them start to file out of the room, just leaving behind family and close friends. I then watched Mrs. Cake hug Pound before tying a cord about his neck like a leash to giving a servant the lead.

Ah, yes. I now had a brother... servant... pet... slave... thing? If I ever learned to talk with this physiology I was gonna ask so many question. They had better be prepared for an earful.

The servant brought the colt over to mother and gave her the lead. "There you are, your majesty. One wethered colt to serve as a companion for the prince."

She lit up her horn, for she was a unicorn, and summoned a scroll and quill. She wrote that down.

Mother smiled as she knelt down and stroked the colt's mane to calm him. He was showing some minor signs of stress from his from leaving him behind. Perhaps, he thought she would come back. Gee... this was kind of sad. "Thank you, Raven. Did you keep stock of all our guests and their gifts?"

Raven, apparently, nodded. "Indeed. From the Crystal Empire..."

"Still here, thank you," Cadance said, a little bemused. Mother said they could stay the night, as well as the Apple clan and the six Elements of Harmony. Ergh, so many questions.

"From the yaks," she started again, "35 wooden toys of varying size and distinction. 2500 golds bits and 10,000 copper coins, and the pledge of one royal daughter." Mother nodded approvingly. "As well as a book on Yakyakistan dishes."

Luna chuckled. "They still insist on perfection... rather a stagnant lot of ruffians."

There was some chuckling, but Raven continued. "From the Changlings. One jar of royal jelly, worth somewhere between 10,000 to 100,000 bits..."

"That's quite an broad estimate don't you think?" Rarity asked, though her eyes were wide at the sound of so much money. As were the other mare's. Mother was no exception.

Raven, however... was she autistic or something? It didn't even phase her. "That's because that tiny 5 ounce jar is the only one in existence outside of the changeling hive. Also, given that it has an expiration date of one week, it is the most expensive commodity in the world right now."

"Well, you'd better eat it fast, sweetie," mother said as she rubbed my distended belly. Bless you women, that was nice.

"From the griffons, 5000 bits worth of raw agates and twelve aerial toys and one royal daughter," Raven said simply. From everyone's reaction it seemed that was about as much as they expected Queen Gilda to deliver. The seaponies… not the hippogriffs, just to clarify... 15,000 bits worth of corral jewelry harvested from the royal reef, two submarines, and a private underwater vacation dome, and the pledge of one royal daughter."

The seapony queen had ben interesting. She suspended herself in a floating ball of water, same with her guards, as she entered. She also had a beautiful smile. No fur either, just smooth, colorful skin.

"From the dragons, six tons of star sapphires and opals."

"Simple, yet exuberant," mother smiled. "Just like them."

"From the hippogriffs, a blanket, pillow and mattress made from the shed down of their chicks. 10,000 bits worth of trinkets made of precious metals and stones, and the pledge of one royal daughter." Crap, was she close-by the whole night? How did she know this stuff? She was good at her job. Kind of a flat chest though. Still wouldn't mind a peek. "From Saddle Aradia, six carts of silks and carpets, five hundred golden rings at an estimated value of 6,000 bits due to the goldsmith who made them, a 20 acre mansion, and the pledge of one royal daughter."

I wondered I would see any of that money.

"From the Zebras, 3 battleships, 12 tons of exotic lumber, 100 rare flowers, 1 ton of spices, 2 geldings, and the pledge of one royal daughter." Woah, back up there a minute sister. Geldings? What? As in...? Oh fuck... suddenly I began to feel uncomfortable in my own skin. That was a thing? Why the fuck would that be a thing? I looked about to see the indifferent faces on everyone.

Okay. Just relax. I was the crown prince. That's right. They obviously wanted me to breed. Else they wouldn't be building this harem for me. Mother seemed to notice my mood and nuzzled my belly.

"From the thestral tribe…," okay, so we were apparently just passing that over. Okay. Just as long as it has nothing to do with me. Right? Just don't think about it. It was their world, their problem, I had to take care of myself. Yeah, that's right. It would get used to it. There's no need to work myself up over something like that.

I took a couple deep breathes to calm myself.

"... the rights to a ten acre coffee bean farm, and the six pounds of fruit tree seeds, as well as the pledge of one daughter from the chief," Raven finished, rolling up the scroll.

Luna smiled and nodded. "A blood alliance will help bridge the gap between night and day."

"Indeed," mother said, smiling at her. Then she looked at the gift display. They were unopened. I suppose it was not something they intended to... suddenly, I found my hooves upon the floor for the first time that night. I looked up at mother questioningly. She passed Pound's leash to Pinkie, who got down and pet the colt like a dog.

Mother began gently pushing me towards the packages. "You behaved so well tonight, Gold Coast. If you're as bright as I believe you are, then you'll get the message and go wild on those packages. I don't want to see the floor for the wrapping paper, understand me, colt?"

Yes! That would help calm my mind better than anything. I was prince, and those gifts were all for me. I could a kid again. It was like Christmas morning. No... better. This was my day. My life. I charged the pile of presents like deranged bull, smiling like the smug prince I was.

Crown Prince Gold Coast.

Meanwhile mother turned to the others with an odd expression. "You know, sometimes I swear he actually understands what I'm saying."

Twilight laughs as she hugs her little dragon. "Don't be ridiculous. Males don't have the cognitive ability to understand the concept of language."

Mother nodded. "Of course. He's just such a strange child."

"He's an alicorn," Cadance pointed out, "Flurry acted differently from other fillies when she was born. It's the power. They have so much raw use of it."

"But, he hasn't used any of his magic abilities or flight yet," mother responded. "I suppose I should teach him to use his abilities soon."

"Sooner the better," Twilight said as she watched me tear apart the wrapping paper to expose the childish treasures beneath. "A build of magic, with no regular leakage is bad for a unicorn. It can give them headaches. I should know, all that late night studying. I can only imagine how bad it'll get for an alicorn foal."

"Oh dear," mother said.