Jeff prepared to depart to Twilight's castle, how did she even think of letting him, a human, a beast. Into the castle? Or Palace as he yet didn’t see her home. It definitely will have walls and it will be big, she is a princess and not a rich noble after all. This is getting more and more interesting, is this town under her control?

It could be, I’d be cool to mess around the taxes and policies around this area and the surrounding land of Ponyville. Setting the inheritance tax at twenty five percent! Ponies would rise on riots and block the streets, maybe even a small uprising would happen.

Jeff was fond of politics. He liked to learn about it, he liked to express himself, he just really liked politics. He expressed his interests since his youth and he wanted to become a parliament member in the United Kingdom. He wasn’t happy with the European Union and its actions; the EU was making everything worse.

Yes, there were good things coming from the fact EU exists. Peace was thriving and from a continent of war it turned into a continent of peace and prosperity. Prosperity without counting in Greece, Jeff was also against forming budgets with deficits. It is stupid to take loans and to increase the debt, which our children and grandchildren will have to pay off.

It was also unacceptable for Jeff to increase taxes; the whole twenty five percent inheritance tax was just for jokes. The taxes should be low, people will pay taxes when they could afford them. If the taxes are low, the less willing is the taxpayer to avoid paying taxes. Vat shouldn’t be more then twenty or nineteen percent.

Then there is culture and cultural inheritance, museums, history lessons, everything involving the country should be with the mother language lessons and math on the first place. Everyone has a duty to defend his country. The spirit of patriotism should be awoken in children that are ten years old. This is when Jeff himself stated to feel more patriotic and more involved in politics to know what is going on in his homeland.

Any attempts on doing it earlier won’t do much, these attempts will only drain money. Going back to the tax issue, income tax is a penalty. Income tax is something horrifying, the state takes money away from the worker because he has a job and works. While it gives money to the ones that don’t work and are parasites sitting all day in one place taking the money from social benefits.

The government is this situation is a thief, a thief. Pickpocketing the money from the wallet of the worker. Income tax can’t be completely abolished as it is plays a major part in income. However, if Kuwait, a paradise, where taxes do not exist fictions. So, can any other country if they would find the new source of money. Jeff doesn’t doubt that in this world, there definitely is an ore or some kind of material that is very rare and the demand for it is very high.

The third issue, tolerance. Tolerance means respect and respect for someone's culture, worldview and religion. It is acceptance that there is a human being or in this situation a pony that has a different opinion than you.

In today's world tolerance means, giving up your values for the sake of someone’s others without questioning if they are beneficial for others. This must change, or otherwise the culture, the history, everything involving the countries culture will be corrupted. Three or four new things positive will be added, while other things will have a negative impact on the society. In Germany the Turks brought Kebab, a good thing. Now they are fighting with the Kurds on the streets.

“You don’t seem very happy to visit my castle”

Jeff was awoken from his deep thinking and brought back to reality from the world of politics. He looked over to Twilight, she was sitting on one of the chairs with her arms crossed. A guard was next to her eyeing Jeff with a deadly look in his armor. He held a spare; his muscles were tense and ready to stab Jeff if necessary to defend the princess of Friendship.

“N-No, its just that I’ve been thinking about stuff”

“What Kind of stuff?”

Jeff rolled his eyes and scratched the back of his head, what should he say? He was thinking about taxes. He can discuss with himself if his thinking is correct, but to think of something that would get Twilight satisfied with is way different. He was good at laying but now, the whole you are God thing, it just doesn’t feel right.

He could bullshit himself out of this, he could start speaking like a politician, start with something and then change the subject with each word. The more and more he goes away from the topic, the more he must bullshit and say things he doesn’t really understand and make sense.

“I have been thinking, thinking yes thinking” He started “Well, I like to think about stuff and you want to know what kind of stuff? Nothing interesting, about interesting and thinking isn’t it weird that when you think you work your mind? To think, the concept of thinking. Let’s say about orange, the color orange” Jeff stated to move his hands, to make Twilight less concentrated on his words.

” Orange can mean the fruit orange and also the color orange, but if we look more in depth into this word orange we can hear one particular thing.

Let’s say it in syllables, Or-ange, again let’s say it Or-ange. We can link the first syllable ‘Or’ with the color, the color is familiar to the iron ores color when freshly excavated. Oranges like most fruits were eaten and harvested, in the ancient times before more advanced technology and all that. Iron was also pretty damn important, now link the syllable ‘Or’ with iron ore.

Do you get it, do you hear it? ‘Or’ the first syllable of the orange and Ore as the vein of a substance, iron. If you look at the iron ore and an orange, you can see that the iron ore was OR(e)ange! This makes sense, just like oranges were important, so was iron! Not only that but all ores are important, and most ores ore hard and so is the orange, it is hard and thick. What else is hard and thick?”

The guards snickered when they heard the last part, but they hid it well inside of them.

“Weapons, and weapons are made of ores, they defend just like the peel of the orange defend the insides of the orange.”

Jeff was panting in exhaustion as he said most of this in one breath. But he successfully managed to bullshit himself out of Twilights question, talking about Twilight. She had strange look on her face, she looked almost ready to believe in what Jeff has told her.

“If you mentioned that rust is on the ores, then it would make more sense”

“I forgot, I’m not perfect to remember to mention everything”

A guard walked past Jeff intentionally hitting him, he stood before Twilight and saluted her, then bowed his head. The guards proceeded to take of his helmet and again he bowed.

“Everything is secured, the subject can-“

“Jeff can” She correct the guard

“Jeff…” The guard with disgust and sorrow face “…Can be transferred to your castle your majesty”

“Excellent” She said and stood up “Come with me”

“B-But your majesty he can be dangerous, we can’t allow him to go with you- “

“He can, he will, and I order to be like this!” She said in frustration “For Celestia’s sake, please stop with all those protocols, a pony can’t even have a proper conversation with a non-pony without you constantly being afraid for my health!”

Jeff backed away, he wanted to leave Twilight alone, or else he will be accused of making her like this. He looked away and stood still without moving. The guards were quiet and waited until she moves, not to disturb the peace in the room they didn’t, for now, do anything towards Jeff. This human, the thing. It definitely was the cause of this behavior.

There were rumors that he came from another world, and if it was true why did the universe forsaken them with such a horrifying creature? Maybe he is civilized, but he is a daemon in flesh, he makes princess Twilight act angrily towards her royal caring guards! He is straight out of Tartarus, and is he isn’t from another world. Then let the sun and moon, judge his actions and turn him to stone.

Twilight looked around, no pony wanted to say a thing, no pony objected. They are worse than overprotective mothers, truly this is cancer, and this is an infection she must deal with, but how to deal with this overprotective behavior with her brother being not only, a captain of the royal guard, but an advisor and a lieutenant?

“No ‘special’ treatment” she quoted with her finger this word” Do we understand ourselves?”

“Yes!” The guards yelled, Jeff covered his ears, it was insanely loud

“Good”

Twilight grabbed Jeff’s hand with her magic, Jeff felt something like water, or maybe jelly? Something between those two substances on his hand, his hand was covered by an aura that was glittering. It didn’t feel hot or cold, but it pulled him, like a normal person would pull his hand so did this aura.

When Jeff went forward, so did the guards that passed him. This time they didn’t hit him or push him, Jeff was making progress although they didn’t do it because they feared Twilight. The guards run, three were behind Jeff. When he was just beside Twilight the magical aura vanished and Twilight's horn stopped glowing in the same aura.

This part of the hospital he didn’t remember, it was cleaner and whiter than anything he ever saw. The floor was also white, everything was clean, not even one particle of dust was here. It hurt his eyes, the lamps on the ceiling were strong.

Twilight didn’t say a thing, now that he has some time to inspect Twilight more closely, he must admit that she doesn’t look bad for a pony. She has a muzzle that isn’t to long, maybe ten centimeters? She has big eyes, decent breasts, her legs are nice. Her hair seems to be very simple yet charming.

The lavender color reminds him of blueberry yoghurts. She is a princess, she has a lot of money and a lot of power, she is above the law, she can change the law or influence other famous ponies to do what she wants, maybe bribe her to speak about her high in public. She has wings, they are smaller than his, it adds some amount of cuteness to her.

Twilights seems to be also young, although he can’t really say as most ponies look familiar to him, he could only see the difference in their voice, in their behavior and in their knowledge. He would guess she is about twenty-seven or one year less or more. Twilights doesn’t seem to be a feminist, and he doubts she would be as there is no Patriarchy to fight with.

It seems that in this world the males should be feminists as there are three princesses, so, Jeff must deal with Matriarchy instead. Jeff wonders if this land has an agnatic-cognatic succession law or only agnatic, or it was cognatic, but they changed it because there three were the only ones left.

So many questions to ask! What kind of dynasty is Twilight from? She said her name is Twilight Sparkle, but sparkle can be a nickname of hers because she shines and is the best I the realm? So many questions he wants to ask, but now, at the current situation he shouldn’t ask. Better wait a few days and then start asking.

Jeff met with stars that went down, Twilight went so he did, every one of them went down the stairs. The exit shouldn’t be to far away, he might also ask about Lyra and how is she doing after all. He wants to know about that mint pony. She might be his only way of surviving here, of course if he will Twilight on his side he will be in heaven!

To think, what if this Princess Luna forgave him? This would be just wonderful, he wouldn’t be watched he wouldn’t be hatred, he would be free! Right now, he is like a SCP. They need to secure him, contain and protect him. The world should rather protect itself from him.

When he will arrive at her castle, he needs to organize himself and do a small schedule on what to do, he won’t yet make rules on how to use his divine powers, as they can be helpful for now. Indeed, he can accidently burn the world by drinking tea, however it is rather unlikely, his powers aren’t stupid and do not blankly follow his desires.

Jeff is interested in Discord, he seems to be a good guy. He looks weird and Discord doesn’t like him too much. Jeff hopes he can fix it rather quickly and have another quite terrifying but powerful friend on his side, after all Discord is one of those ‘gods’ and ‘anomalies’

If Discord choose to go against him, then Jeff would have to submit, he doesn’t want to play God. He only accepted this offer for those ponies and griffons, cagelings and the lesser gods know what else lies in this world to exist and not die.

Speaking of those gods, Jeff could wake them up, Morgan Freeman said it would evolve into a war between them. Jeff would force them to stop those hostilities and the Ponies and other races that live, could get help from these powerful entities.

Before he stops for ever use his godly power, he should order the guards or the rulers of this land, be it nobles or the princesses. To strip the guards, from their rights. Make reforms and make them regular soldiers, with a small amount of rights. More than the police and the military have, they are ‘royal’ guards.

This is a matter of debate, he isn’t skilled enough and he doesn’t know the actual situation in Equestria to determine if they really do abuse their power. Twilights has problems with them, surely others do to, probably the nobles also use them against each other. Maybe it will change in the following years, while he will still be in this world, and his body won’t die as he will allow himself to become old.

Jeff recognized the walls and the surroundings, he was almost at the exit, the whole time thinking about one and the same thing over and over took a lot of time. Will he e transported in a carriage? Who will pull it? They will pull it? That would be funny to look at, maybe horses would pull it? Two-meter-tall bulky beasts paid to do it!

Or just a simple walk to her castle, it can’t be far away, but he didn’t see a castle or any tall building in this town since he arrived. It can be far away actually. What then? Will there be Pegasus’s waiting for them to fly to her castle? He isn’t to good at flying, when he flew the first he almost feels down.

Jeff noticed Guards now staying with their back towards the walls saluting as he and Twilight passed them. He saw the exit, it was the same entrance where he came here the first time with his wound on the wings after when Rainbow Dash pushed him and the glass which was in his crusts fell deeper into his wings through the fall, veining the veins and meat.

He was so close to the smell of fresh air again, indeed fresh because in this world the air is not polluted with chemicals and smoke from the chimneys of factories. Jeff eyes the guards that looked at him, some quickly looked away and some stared at him, ready to strike and kill him if he only dares to do anything to Twilight.

The guards opened the doors, surprisingly no doctors were here, every pony went somewhere or were ‘busy’. By busy, Jeff meant being under direct orders from the guards to be as far away as possible from the entrance. At least he doesn’t have to be in this hospital anymore.

The wind blew against Jeff’s face, there was excitement, there was happiness, there also was a frightening thought. What if she just lied to him and the want to throw him in prison, or keep him under even more rough observation? This time under Twilight, as she has the means and money for maintaining him alive and under watch for as long as she wants?

If it would be like this, then he will use his godly powers. He will turn this place into wood! Or salt, or make it vanish completely, he will cause an earthquake that will destroy half of this village, with her castle and it will go all the way to the capital of this country.

Sometimes, even Jeff can’t be merciful and forgiving, and he was known to be easy on anyone who ever hurt him. He did forgive, and he did help anyone he could if that person wanted help. Sometimes from his own free will he helped his friends without them asking him to do it.

There are borders of his goodness, and when anyone ever dares to go past those borders with him, that are very far away, but still exist, he regrets it immediately. He wouldn’t be a tyrant just because they decided to betray him. But there must be some form of punishment after all, racism isn’t good.

Every person is equal, some are better at this and some on that. Here and now Jeff is the victim of extreme racism from the guards and from Luna. Or, this land isn’t racist, he just had bad luck that the don’t like him.

‘Maybe Equestria is Sweden of this world?’

Sweden is overrun and dirty nowadays, while Equestria seems very codified when it comes to different species, he didn’t see any other form of life then ponies! This could be a one-time thing, like In Germany where the smaller cities and villages are purely German while Frankfurt is diverse.

As Jeff walked out of the hospital he was met with dozens, dozens of guards on the outside. He saw a small army of guards. Three hundred or more guards, who has even thought this place, could have so much guards? Is it because of Twilight living here? Ponyville looks empty, it looks also like a village that doesn’t matter, it doesn’t bring anything from trade, it doesn’t have a mine with gold or silver nearby, it has a forest nearby that can provide the city with wood. They mobilized every stallion as it seems.

“What the fuck…” Jeff said to himself

Twilight also stopped and looked at them with widen eyes. Who called all of them? Who was such an imbecile to call all of them to come here?! This, this is pointless! She isn’t that weak, she dealt with worse things than Jeff! She dealt with Discord, and with Sombra, with Nightmare Moon the first time she came here to Ponyville and nothing happened to her, other than a few bruises.

She survived, and now as a skilled Alicorn, master of magic and any kind of sorcery that doesn’t involve dark magic. She could defend herself against him, she wouldn’t risk those soldiers to die!

“Who did this?” She asked with her hand shaking “I I think I asked something? Who did this, who called you, tell me now!”

The captain of the south-east garrison of Ponyville stepped forward, he had the same armor as the guards, but he also had a small metal shield on a chain that had Twilight Cutie mark curved on it, and the bottom right side was in color.

“We have been called to assist you in bringing the prisoner to your castle”

“A prisoner?” Jeff said out loud getting the attention of every Guard “Good to know I got a promotion” he said quietly but Twilight heard everything, and skilled guards could read from his mouths movements what he said

“Jeff, you didn’t, you never were a prisoner” She assured him

“Alright if you say so” He put his hand up “Not that I was treated like one”

She lacked words to respond but eventually she responded, “We will talk about that alter” She turned back to her guards “Who called you?”

“The captain of the Ponyville garrison”

“Where is he?”

The commander of the south-east garrison remained quiet he didn’t know where the captain of the garrison was. The codex says never to lie to a princess, it also says never to say false information. It also requires anyone below the rank of a division commander to never say nothing to the royalty.

“I don’t know”

Twilight would lose her patience and her will power any second now and she will explode. What kind of mess is this? There is no other way then to just calm down and ask them politely to tell her when he will return to report his arrival and get what he deserves, a lot of paperwork, and zero physical work for a year straight.

“Go home, I can go together with the guards that came with me, home”

At first there was silence, but then hundreds of voices started to beg

“No! We can’t allow this”

“What if he will do something!”

“Please let us go with you!”

“We love you!”

And so, on and so on, there were cheers and constant begging from the guards to protect her. Twilight just took three steps back and she placed her hand on Jeff shoulder, he didn’t know how to respond. But soon her Horn started to glow, he instantly knew what she is going to do. His eyes were blinded.

In a matter of second, lavender light covered them, like fog that also illuminated the surroundings, Jeff closed his eyes in time not to get eye seizure from the light. They both disagreed and their postured that were visible behind Twilight's magic vanished. Lavender light flashed leaving the guards quickly running towards Twilight's castle to maybe save their princess if the foul beast under the name of Jeff’s tries something.

The entrance to Twilight's castle of Friendship was left alone, spike was left in the castle. He wanted to sleep but he couldn’t go to sleep. Either way, he might as well prepare a room for their new visitor, Twilight told him what they found out about Jeff.

She told him most things, he also noted that the guards are extremely overprotective, what can this guy do? If he is at Alicorn level then surely, he can be equal to Twilight, but if complications would occur he wouldn’t be able to stand against both Luna and Celestia, with Twilight on their side, Equestrias whole army, Shining Armor that is the most zealous brother on this planet, and her parents without giving up in less than five seconds.

His room was just as big as his, he had one bed, he had two wardrobes, Jeff had anything he would like to have in his room. With that Spike closed the doors to his room, his room was on the second floor.

He grunted

Why can’t Twilight just once ask for a maid or something? Everything in this castle involves around him, the only thing that isn’t in his hands is making sure Twilight is ok. She has a doctor for this, he comes every three days to check on her. The most annoying visitor this place ever had.

“Spiiiiike!”

He heard his name been called, it was Twilight, he quickly run down, he didn’t hear the guards or anything, did she teleport or something? Or did she fly? But then, how did Jeff-he has wings to! He forgot for a moment he had, lucky guy, he wished he had wings himself.

Sliding down the railing he immediately arrived at the bottom floor. Now the real challenge, open those damn doors. They were locked, so he needs to unlock them, but he is to short and he can’t reach the damn latch!

He jumped once and then once again, but he failed to reach it. But he got an idea! He went up the stars which he came and went to Twilight room, she had some interesting treasures in her room, she wouldn’t mind if he used one to help himself out would she?

Twilight is crazy about Celestia, she has curl of Celestia and Luna's hair in a small chest. Alicorn Hair can’t grow from a certain point. Therefore, Luna and Celestia don’t go to a mane dresser anymore. With this he could reach the latch and pull to unlock the door. The latch was just a minor thing, there are more serious ways to lock the doors to the castle.

He found the small wooden chest, he took out the curl that was twice as long as he is. She kept it in her drawer. He went down again, this was exhausting to run from one end to another. The cutie mark crusaders wonder why he lost three kilos of weight. This is why, run up and down the stairs the whole day, you get the same effect.

Spike stopped in front of the door, he used the curl of Luna’s and Celestia’s hair like Applejack uses her lasso. He pulled with all the strength he got, and the latch gave away, while spike tripped the doors become open. Soon Twilight magic was seen, and the Princess with her guest walked in.

Spike hid the hair behind him, while humming like nothing never happened.

Author's Note

I just, I can't anymore, I don't want to continue this story anymore. But becouse I'm a douche I won't give you any right to continue this.

Maybe in the fututre I will return to it, for now have this long awaited chapter.

Dislike this for the grammar, or anything in particular, I feel weak writing this story.

If anyone wants to know where the hell did Jeffs Political views come from, google Janusz Korwin-Mikke He explains it better then I ever could