Monster's Parole

Chapters

Before the Board
Total Aquital
Reintegration Into Society
This Is A Job For Momma
Prometheus Meets His Class
Cassandra Settles In
Prometheus's and Luna's First Date.
Another Troubled Soul
Monday Monday

Before the Board

Prometheus sat before Hades, Persephone to the right of her husband, King Minos to his left. The three looked down upon the fire bringer, causing the titan to shift in the stiff wooden chair. Hades spoke, bringing the proceedings to order.

"Prometheus, you are before we three for a specific purpose. Now that Zeus has fallen, it falls to me bring forth order. My first point of business is to reexamine all judgments brought down by the other gods. Your case has been brought before this board as being one of unique qualities. On one side, you sought to ease the burden of those less then yourself and where a champion of humanity. You paid a heavy price for such kindnesses. Yet, on the other hand, you routinely disobeyed the gods and sided with or against them as it suited you. You tricked them all on more then one occasion. Do you have anything to add to what I have said?"

Prometheus sighed. "I've always done what I thought was correct. I created humanity and felt a responsibility to guide them. When the gods took fire from them, I took it back. I taught Humanity all that it wanted to know, without reservation. Despite Pandora's unfortunate actions I never blamed her, nor my brother. I still wish them well. But, I've always felt compelled to follow my own heart, my own flame, and I must always do so. I thank you Hades, of all the gods I have never had any cause to have issue with you. You and Persephone, rule the underworld wisely and fairly, if a little harshly at times. I respect the both of you. This being said, I'll never be anything other then what I am, nor have a want to be. If this disturbs you, then lock me away again, I will not beg, not even of the three of you. Three who I hold in highest regard."

Settling back into his chair, the proud Titan held his head high, awaiting judgement.

The three judges whispered among themselves, soon consensus was reached. This time it was Persephone that rose, the queen of the Underworld uttered her pronouncement.

"You shall be taken to another realm. You will no longer be a titan or have a titan's power. You will be nothing more then a human, to join those that you favored for so long."

Next Minos brought forth his judgment, "However, as one who has been bound unjustly, no binding except what you shall allow will hold you. You who is one of the eldest, who was always a teacher, shall be written into this realm as a senior staff in the local school for Young Men and Woman."

Finally the Lord of the Underworld, Hades, God Of The Earth, The Final Judge, Spoke.

"Prometheus, You have shown a tendency towards Laughter, Kindness, and Generosity, yet these traits where never rewarded within your lifetime. So I decree, as long as you follow those three core values, you will be rewarded accordingly. However, if you indulge in their alternate, sorrow, cruelty, and greed, for which you have also shown great propensity, then you shall reap those consequences instead."

Upon Hades last words all light vanished from Prometheus's vision as he faded into the blackest void, being sent to his final destination.

Persephone strode through the Underworld, her path sure and straight, through the mourning fields towards one soul in particular. The shade sat, cast in Shadow, weeping for all she had lost, for the cruelty of men and for the lost love she had found. She wept for her taken children and the treachery of women.

Persephone stood before the weeping shade, observing. This one that was doomed because she said no, because she had doubts. Doomed to tell the truth, and never be believed. Driven to madness and raped, before being murdered by a treacherous woman. This Faultless soul had suffered enough, Hades had told her and Minos to choose one other soul each, she had chosen this one. This one deserved a life, this one deserved mercy. Persephone crouched, placing a hand gently on the shade, looking up, the woman beheld the Queen of the Underworld, in that instant all tears ended. Persephone smiled, rising, the Queen of the Underworld pulled the soul up with her, as they both stood, Persephone spoke.

"Cassandra you have suffered for the crime of saying no. Now that the gods of the old have fallen, my husband, Hades has been able to review your case and reverse the judgement of Apollo. You have shown the values of Honesty, Loyalty, and Forgiveness, it is high time you were rewarded for this. You'll be given a new life, the life long denied to you. The punishment of Apollo unjustly deprived you of your youth, it'll be restored. You where raped by Ajax, with no punishment to him. The man that would have been yours, taken by a jealous, unfaithful whore. So a man that will protect you from all harm, shall greet you when you arrive. You where denied a family, his family will become yours. You where punished for telling the truth, therefore telling the truth will now reward you. A prophetess you will still be, but no longer only see doom, the good no longer concealed from you. I wish you well on your journey, Tell Granny Smith, I send my greetings and regret I can't come myself."

Embracing Persephone, Cassandra cried into the Goddess's chest, sobbing in relief. Persephone held her until her tears were exhausted. Releasing the goddess, Cassandra looked up to the taller woman.

"Thank you, Lady Persephone, I shall do as you said," Stepping back she saw the stains her tears had left on the Goddesses dress, a look of horror crossing her face, she began to shake. Cringing, she began to stutter out an apology.

"I'm so sorry lady...I didn't mean..." Cassandra found herself in Persephone's arms again, the goddess holding her like a child and shushing away her fears."

"Enough dear girl, all the gods and goddesses in existence should apologize to you, one dress is a small price for easing your sorrow. I'm married to the God that all wealth in all of creation belongs too. My fortune is limitless. Now cease your tears, so I may send you where you need to be." Cassandra nodded and was released from the goddess's embrace.

Extending her hand, Persephone called forth the mists of Oceanus, converging on Cassandra, they covered her and when they dispersed she was gone. Gone to live the life she deserved, no longer bound by the malice that had been directed at her for so long.

Total Aquital

Minos stalked through some unnamed portion of the underworld. The Senior judge walked with purpose, walked towards the one most deserved of mercy, the one most deserving a second chance.

"Damn Poseidon. Nothing more then a rapist and a thug. Those he wronged are manifold." Minos snarled to himself

A hissing sound from a cave to his left, alerted him that the one he'd been searching for had found him. Halting his movements, he kept his eyes forward, even in death this ones curse was dangerous. He was unsure if her gaze would effect him or not, best not to take chances. He waited for her to make the first move. It all hinged on this. If she attacked, he would have to go back to Lord Hades empty handed, but if she sought to talk first, then she was ready.

"Minos? What does the Chief Justice of the Underworld want here. It isn't safe. There are things here that'll attack even you." The voice was silken, but sardonic.

"Oh? Things that would attack me? Would You happen to be one of those things, Medusa?"

Hissing was heard, this time from the cave to the opposite side, it took him a moment to realize, she was laughing.

"As enigmatic as ever Minos, always starting a conversation with a question, huh?" he felt a weight from behind and a forked tongue tickled his ear. "Yes, things, Dear Minos. I so worry what you would do without me, so much wisdom, with no actual common sense. And No, I'm not one of those Things that wishes you harm." He heard her moving away. "I never held anything against anyone. Not Athena, not Poseidon, not even Perseus. For what, Athena for punishing the victim, Poseidon for raping me, Perseus for trying to protect his mother. Another thing the Gods took from me, the ability to be a mother to my children. Poseidon raped me because of who I was, it was a move against Athena, a reminder that she was not untouchable. Athena turned me to this, so that I would be able to protect myself, and guard all others in similar situations. She sent Perseus to end what had finally become nothing but suffering."

A slithering sound could be heard moving away, Minos caught himself from turning towards the gorgon. "Medusa, wait!!
You're who I came her for. Now that both Athena and Poseidon are dead and gone, I can finally acquit you of all charges, but there's more." The Slithering movement had stopped, the Gorgon was listening.

You'll be sent to a another world, given a chance at a new life." He paused, the silence loud in anticipation. A wicked smile formed on Minos's face, at last he could now do what had long been in his heart.

"I am reversing all charges, effective immediately. On the charge of defaming a temple of Athena, I find you innocent. You were forced, defaming a temple is an act of free will, in that moment you had none. Athena made you "Ugly" in order to both punish and protect you, in equal measure. Now the measure is over turned and you will be able to protect yourself, as well as all others. You, who where denied the bonds of motherhood, will act as mother to five, a guardian for five that have had none. You who where beloved of Athena, shall once again by a woman be beloved. A woman as beautiful, powerful and intelligent as the Goddess of wisdom shall find you, and you her. Your, Beauty shall be returned, but, you who where the terrible protector of the forgotten, shall remain your current age. You have shown Loyalty, Kindness and Generosity, if anyone deserves these things it is you. All charges are dropped, All compensations are set. Do you have anything to say, before my motion is carried out?"

"Yes, close your eyes."

Minos squeezed his eyes tight, as a sinuous tail spun him around and Medusa's lips found his, her clawed hands holding his face gently, her wings wrapping him softly. She pulled away, and was once again behind him, as he opened his eyes.

"I've had the fondest wish that we could've met under better circumstance, Minos. I believe both our lives would've been different. Goodbye, I'll always remember you fondly." Then, there was silence as the Chief Judge's commandments where carried out.

"I do as well." Minos said to the empty cavern.

Shaking his head, he walked back to the Palace of his master and to his eternal duties.

Opening his eyes, Prometheus sat in front of a woman, with charcoal colored skin and deep blue hair, a purple streak running down the center. As his head cleared, knowledge flowed into him. This was Vice-Principal Luna, his boss. He was the head of the Science and Philosophy Department, a smirk appearing on his face.

"Ah, you have finally awoken, then?" The Vice-Principal inquired.

"Awoken?"

Luna smiled, a smirk to match his own, obvious intelligence running through her eyes. Prometheus felt his heart beat quicken, his face flushing, as the woman before him bound him to herself. A binding, purely of his own, one he could most assuredly accept, and one he would be powerless of in the future.

"Indeed, though one can scarce blame you, after all this morning you where in the underworld. Now you're the head of two departments. Good thing too. Sunset Shimmer and Twilight Sparkle alone, have caused the retirement of 4 this month."

Prometheus shook his blush to the side, "I'm relieved my arrival benefited you, but how did you know of my situation?"

Vice-Principal Luna snickered at the former titan. "Because both me and my sister are Daughters of Hades, mother informed the two of us you would be arriving. Apparently I, in particular, am to be careful of you. So, my only real question before we get started, is what time shall you be picking me up tonight for our first date?"

Reintegration Into Society

Cassandra awoke to the sun upon her. Stretching her arm out to the heavens, she blocked the sun from her vision. The wind brought her the sweet smell of apples, closing her eyes she rested her arm upon the ground, enjoying the warmth of the ground.

"You Okay, Ms." came a deep quiet voice.

Cassandra smiled. She could feel the weave of fate, it pulled her to this one. Opening her eyes, she beheld him. He wore simple pants, with a red shirt, his blond hair a shock against his reddish skin. He extended his hand, and waited. Cassandra reached her slender arm out and found herself being gently lifted off the ground. Setting her feet upon the ground, she stared into eyes the blue of the Aegean, placing her hand against his chest Cassandra found herself leaning more into him.

"My name is Cassandra."

"My Name is Big Macintosh, most call me Mac." he replied.

His hand was now against her back as he himself began leaning forward. Cassandra found her troubles fleeing this mans gentle strength, his kind power. He was the exact opposite of Ajax and even Agamemnon. They were hero's, Mac was a farmer. Their strength was the forging of metal, his was of the dirt and trees, she knew which strength she preferred. He smelled of apples and sweat, all things melting away. Of course, it could not last.

"Tarnation Mac, Y'all found our guest eh?" A woman of elder strength called out.

Disengaging from Mac, Cassandra nodded to the older woman. "Greetings, Matron, I apologize for not introducing myself properly. My name is Cassandra, might I have the honor of your name?"

"I know who ya be, young one." Her eyes softened as she drew nearer. "You've lead a tough life, just call me Granny, everyone does."

Cassandra's eyes widened in recognition, "You're Granny Smith?" The older woman nodded, "The Noble Persephone told me to tell you that she regrets that she couldn't come as well."

Granny smiled, "Ah, I do miss Sephie, but I imagine she's pretty busy with who her Husband is, eh? I do miss my older sister but we all have our paths, that was hers and this family is mine. Now come over here girl, so I might have a better look at ye. My eyes aren't what they used to be."

Cassandra left Mac's side and walked over to Granny. Her heart was lightening and raising as the future opened up, falling to her knees, tears falling from her eyes she beheld it. She saw a simple dinner, Mac was to her left, another girl, slightly younger was to her left. Her name was Applejack! The youngest of the family, Applebloom, sat to the other side of Mac, while at the Head of the table sat Granny Smith herself. All where laughing and joyous. All ate until they where filled, thanking God before and after for the bounty that had been provided. The vision fading she realized that tears had drenched her face and fell to water the ground. On her shoulder Big Mac had placed his hand, which Cassandra clasped tightly.

"My apologies, the visions sometimes take me like thus."

Another feminine voice cut through her happiness, "Visions?"

Cassandra Jumped to her feet as she turned to see Applejack, shaking her head she realized this was their first meeting. Her heart beat faster, would she be believed? Would they hate her? She tensed, ready to run, but then Persephone's words returned. The truth would be her reward.

"Yes, sometimes I am granted a glimpse into the future. It has been my curse for some time now. The vision I just had was the first one that was in anyway pleasant. Usually I see doom and nothing else." Cassandra smiled. "It was glorious, a simple dinner, with you friend Applejack and your family, You, Little Sister Applebloom, Mac, and Granny were all their." Her tears fell to the ground again as once more her happiness overflowed. "It was the most wonderful thing I have ever experienced."

"Well that would explain why y'all knew me and mah little sister's name, and why ya called me friend."

Cassandra's eyes widened, she looked upon them with utter fear "I am so sorry, when the visions take me they gift me with the knowledge to understand them, as well as I can get swept up in the emotions of them, please don't hate me, please don't lock me away again." Her tears fell again this time with the knowledge that they would hate her now. Damn this thing Apollo had given her. It once again had ruined everything. Sobbing she fell to her knees, certain that the future she had seen was forever removed. A small shape with a red bow slammed into her. Cassandra rocked over backwards, her hand instinctively pulling the shape to her center, putting herself between the ground and the little red headed girl that was now on top of her.

"That is Plum the dumbest thing I ever heard." Came the stern voice of Granny smith. "You where sent here for a reason, and twern't to be lock away. It was so you could heal."

The little red headed girl, a Red Bow in her hair looked down at Cassandra, "No more sad tears, Ah only want to see my other big sis showin those tear of happiness I saw earlier."

Another feminine shadow drifted over her. "Now I got no idea were you came from, but your home now. And that's all there is to it."

Mac's shadow soon blanketed the three of them, He merely looked down upon three of the most important woman in his life and with one word said all Cassandra wanted to hear

"Eeyup"

Granny Smith had the final word, silencing all of Casandra's worries. "Y'all are home Cassie, that's all there is to it, now c'mon we got to git ya all situated.

And with those words, Cassandra went home.

This Is A Job For Momma

Opening her eyes, Medusa sat in front of a desk. Behind the Desk was a slim young woman of black complexion, with azure blue hair. Her name plate read Ms. Chrysalis.

"Ah, glad to see you've awakened."

"Where am I?"

"In the Canterlot Social Services office, Uncle Minos asked me to give you a specific task. He thought you'd be uniquely suited for it."

"Oh?"

"Yes, he says that you used to be the Chief Priestess of Athena, did that included combat training, as well as knowledge?"

"It did. Any man or god other then one of the big three I'd have wiped the floor with. Posiedon, was just to powerful."

"Well, I won't be asking you to face anyone so severe. It's come to my attention that, due to several factors, three children have fallen through the cracks. I've located them in a halfway house run by one White Trash. I have no idea how Mr. Trash got placed in charge, but I can't remove him without the police being involved. Which due to the nature of the three girls would only exacerbate their problems." Chrysalis smiled, showing sharp teeth, and a look of glee was in her eye as she spoke the next words.

"This also means that if Mr. Trash was removed in a more direct manner, he himself has no recourse under the law, as then I could nail and have his head stuffed over my mantle. Your background make you immensely suitable for performing such a removal."

"Any limitations on how much effort I should expend?" Medusa smiled back.

"I personally would prefer his removal to be executed with extreme effort and force. However I leave the judgment in your capable hands, afterwards I can recommend a lovely cleaning service."

Medusa chuckled. "Your his niece alright. It'll be done. I just need directions and transportation."

Chrysalis picked up her phone, "Would you like to be dropped directly in front or an adjacent location."

"Adjacent Location, I want to see what I'm dealing with."

"Fair enough, a pleasure talking to you, and congratulations on being accepted into our agency."

Medusa met a Red haired young man outside of the office building. As he pulled up he opened the door for her, then got in the driver side. As they drove away he stayed silent, frustration and anger radiating off him.

"What's your name?" Medusa asked.

"It's Flam." came the terse reply.

"You got a problem with me Flam?"

He sighed, then slumped, pulling over to the side of the rode he asked. "Do you really think you can get that piece of garbage away from those girls?"

"You care about them, huh?

"My brother and I are freelance Entrepreneurs, the girls are kindred spirits. We try to get them out of that house as often as possible on the auspices of giving them work, but that monumental shit keeps them on a tight leash. Neither me nor Flim are fighters. We sidestep our enemies. I've never regretted that tactic till now. Those girls need help. Chrysalis won't do anything to jeopardize her position. Removing White Trash would dig up a lot of dirty laundry. Doing things this way, she can just move your name over his on the paper work and no one gets exposed."

He sat back, gripping the steering wheel tight. Medusa smiled, this was a good man, a little shady but a good one.

"I take it the black bitch didn't even tell you their names." he snarled.

"No she didn't"

"Adagio, Aria, And Sonata."

"I'll tell you what." Medusa said. "Take me to your brother, you two live close I take it?"

"Right next door."

Medusa's eyes glittered "Good, I always did prefer a good old sidestep over a frontal assault anyways."

Flim and Flam knocked on White Trash's door, both dressed in the uniform of their Thrift Emporium. A gruff shout and some curses followed by a resounding slap told them that the correct occupant was on his way.

The door opened and a muscular white male, dressed in a wife beater and sweatpants loomed over the brothers. Stepping out into the porch he spit his chaw into a coffee tin by the door. Glaring at them he growled.

"What do you two fairies want?"

"We're just wondering if we might borrow the girls for a bit?" Flim asked.

"Yes, we got a major shipment into the store and we could use all three of your talented girls to help sift through it." Flam echoed.

"Indeed, sir they have such a talent for it and many hands make for less work ehh?" Flim returned.

"Nah, I don't think the girls are going to be able to help. They have to finish their chores." White Trash snarled.

"Well, maybe we can work something out? Cut you in on some of the profits?" Flim continued.

"I already told you no, this is not some negotiation! Those girls belong to me. I get to decide what they do, and it's about time they start their training for a different profession, the oldest one." He looked at the two brothers. "I think they'll be quite talented, once they get started."

Both Men glowered at White Trash, they'd known he was scum, but this. "Now see here..." they began but White Trash cut them off.

"SHUT UP! You both think you're so better then me. The two of you fruits are just criminals, just because you have lines and rules you won't cross don't make you two any less crooks. Besides we both know you won't do nothing, to much cock in your mouths and none between your legs?"

Flim's eyes suddenly sparkled, a smile formed on his lips. "Well, part of that is true." He snarked.

"Indeed, dear Brother, we are indubitably crooks, but those lines and rules are what define and restrict us." Flam said, the same glitter in his eyes.

Flim picked up the thread, "Which makes us a hell of lot better then a slime like you."

"Also, me and my brother both prefer women. Rich and old are our favorite, right Flim."

"Indeed Flam, though I wouldn't think he'd understand what to do for a woman, after all we both saw those little envelopes delivered, that contain those little blue pills. Too much attention to the biceps and not enough attention to either of the muscles that matter."

Flam paused in thought, "Although, you're right in that we can't do anything, neither me nor my brother have ever been physical, what say you Flim."

"Why no, I am afraid physical pursuits interfer with our poor constitutions. SHE, on the other hand, looks well equipped to handle a piece of trash like you."

A slight tapping on his shoulder made White Trash turn. He froze, terror running through his frame as the thing that was behind him growled in fury.

"Come in, White Trash, I and the Girls have much we'd like to talk to you about."

A slender arm yanked the larger man inside. Medusa turned to the two brothers and snarled.

"Wait here." The Door slammed shut.

"You know Flim?"

"Yes Flam?"

"I think that Medusa is going to make a lovely neighbor don't you agree?"

Inside, a Male voice started screaming, as the sounds of machinery began.

"Oh, I absolutely agree, she even has the greatest taste in music."

"Oh, I think I know this one, Hell hath no Punishment worse, then a Mother Angered."

"A classic if their ever was one brother mine."

A sickening sqeulch from inside, and both screaming and machinery silenced. Medusa opened the door and asked.

"Flim said that the two of you are Freelance Entrepreneurs of sorts. They Girls need clothing and other things to clean up this house. I was wondering, if the girls worked for you, could we negotiate a discount."

"Oh indeed, we'll be most happy to have the little scamps helping us again. What discount do you think is fair, Flam."

The mustached man twitched a bit than answered, "I think after all my figuring, 90% off all merchandise and 60% of all services, if the three work at our store and other projects full time. They will also have a wage of 10.00/hr non negotiable. Health benefits are whatever the government provides. Is that agreeable Medusa?"

Medusa smiled. "You are both good men under all that muck, but don't worry I won't go spreading that around."

The sizzling smell of spiced meat wafted out, though the brothers couldn't quite place it.

Medusa chuckled darkly, "It seems her sisters were right. Sonata can make tacos out of anything." Turning to Flim and Flam she offered. "You want to come in for some mystery meat tacos. I'm sure we've got enough."

Both brothers held up their hands. Flim was the one that answered. "Medusa, there's a limit to how much we can't see. We are going to retreat to our domicile. Make sure the Girls are at the shop bright and early Saturday morning." Both men turned and left, as Medusa smiling, shut the door to her new home.

Prometheus Meets His Class

Prometheus hovered over the burner, two of his female students observing. The dark liquid bubbled as he added the final ingredients, removing the now amber colored fluid he decanted it into a large Styrofoam container. Placing special gloves over his hands, he smiled at the two young ladies he had found doing "Science!" in the auxiliary lab before classes. Mostly seeming to involve the scientific study of each other's eyes, and the study of the stimulus required for the right shade of blush. So adorable.

"Ms. Shimmer, would you please remove the lid to the dry ice, Ms Sparkle please set the Chronometer for 9 seconds exactly?"

"Yes, Professor!" the two girls chorused. Such lovely girls, he had a hard time understanding any teacher quitting with students like these. After all, he saw only two devices in this room that were even potential Doomsday devices. Where was the fun in that. He would have to properly inspire these two. No less then five was required for a proper lab! Why ten was the mandatory if one wanted to be properly feared. Ms. Sparkle nodded as Prometheus submerged the Styrofoam container.

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The beeping of the watch was accented by Ms. Sparkle's shout of "Time! Professor!"

Prometheus withdrew the flask, motioning to his other student. "If you would please Ms. Shimmer, place the cups upon the table and then we shall see what we have, Muahahahahaha!"

Pouring the now light brown liquid, he sat with his students and took the first sip, perfection. "That girls is how you do a proper Iced Coffee, with Caramel, Honey and Three Shots of Double Brewed Cuban Espresso. Mad Scientist style! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

His laughter fading, he watched as the young ones giggled, sharing a glance, the two sipped the drink slowly, then sighed contented.

A deep voice echoed out, "I hope You Have Enough For Me, Professor."

He chuckled, "Of Course, Madam Vice Principal."

Rising, he grabbed one of the coffee cups from the stack, and pouring Luna a cup, he presented it to her, kneeling, his free arm swept to the side as he bowed forward, the hand with the coffee cup extended towards the Vice Principal.

"Here is your cup of Liquid Ambrosia, chilled for your pleasure, Madam Vice Principal." Growling the last words, he felt Luna take the cup, then as she walked by, she shoved him and down he went.

Luna sat down at the table and returned. "Aren't you going to join us, your coffee is getting warm? Come now, I didn't push you that hard."

Rising, he took another bow, "As Thou wish Madam Vice Principal, I shall join thee post haste." Striding to the table he sat next to the Charcoal object of his affection, sipping the wonderment that he and the girls had created.

Waving Ms. Shimmer and Ms Sparkle off to their first period and bidding good bye to Vice Princeapal Luna, Prometheus strolled into his first period class. Intro to Science. Glancing around all he saw was slumped teenagers and one rainbow haired girl that was gently snoring on her desk. Smiling, a mischievious glint in his eye, placing his breifcase on his desk he withdrew two things. The Air horn he triggered immediately, causing all his students jump in place. The Rainbow Haired girl still snoring, huh, well he did admire dedication. Turning to the Whiteboard he began to write his name with the marker from his bag then stopped. Glancing at the marker he shook his head.

"Yeah, no." Casting the marker aside he stood in front of his desk and sat. "Hello Students, I am Professor Prometheus, please just refer to me as Professer. Now I'm kind of starting in the middle of things so I want to ask you what was the last thing you remember your last science teacher taught."

"How to drink Malox directly from the bottle." A pink haired girl exclaimed, "She had these big powerful lips and she would give us demonstrations on proper chugging techniques."

"Hahahaha! I admit, I don't have those kind of lips, mine are all thin. So, my chugging ability is not that great. However, Ms. Pie is it? I was referring to Science! You know the study and observation of the world around us and all of its natural Principles? How often did you guys do any experiments or class participation?" Prometheus asked.

Suprisingly it was Sleeping Rainbow that answered, "In the order of your questions. Yes, she is Pinkie Pie. Other then the Malox thing not alot, Never and Not at all."

Prometheus got a rather stern look, "Does she still work for this school system?"

A rather soft spoken girl answered this time. "No, she did three labs in a row with Sunset and Twilight, then ran for the doors. We never saw her again. I'm Sorry. Did you know her?"

"Hahahaha! Serves her right! Alright, I can see none of you are in any shape to learn like this. So first everyone stand up."

The students glanced at each other, while even Ms. Dash seemed curious.

"Alright, no interest in being in this classroom right now and there's a lovely area just outside the cafeteria that'd serve perfectly for demonstrating the practical applications of Newtons laws of force. So we're all going outside. Now. The scientist of old spent their time in labs and out in the world. They loved to understand the interplay and narratives of that which went on around them. Most of the time they got things wrong, but the scientific method meant that we all had something to check ourselves against. So in the interests of those early pioneers, form up together and we are not wasting a nice day inside." His students gathered by the door and Prometheus led them out of the four walls that locked away their mind, and hopefully led them into a bigger world, that would encourage their minds to be free.

Cassandra Settles In

Author's Note

I hereby love writing Granny Smith. She's just so much fun! Not to mention Crotchety and vaguely vulgar. God I love writing that kind of dialogue. Tell the truth I hate when others write Granny as stubborn or borderline senile. It was a choice for me that never made any sense. Case in point, A Case For The Base (Heh, see what I did there.), which of course is one of the first of the Rainbow rocks extras, shows her mistakenly selling Applejacks base. Then allowing a TEENAGER to go handle the problem. Then after all that still looks at her GRANDDAUGHTER, THAT SHE RAISED FROM A SMALL AGE, and asked, "Since when did you play the bass?" That is memory loss, disorientation, and confusion, all signs that perhaps she should not be going around unsupervised and perhaps get examined. I prefer the Granny that went to Las Pegasus, met Trixie's dad, AND MADE HIM BLUSH. That is how I see Granny. Kind of a Betty White meets Gracie Allen. She's still got it and is not afraid to show it.

Cassandra Settles In

Cassandra followed the Apple family through their orchard. Closing her eyes, she let her oracular sight guide her as she enjoyed the smell of the freshly blooming apple blossoms. The scent washing her past away.

"How do y'all do that?" a little voice broke through Cassandra's daydream.

"Bloom! Watch your manners, don't be pestering Cassie." Applejack corrected.

Cassandra smiled to the older sister, "It is alright, friend Applejack. I don't mind answering. It's been a while since I've been able to enjoy my talent, part of that enjoyment was always educating others."

Applejack nodded her acknowledgement to the seer. "Alright, just take it easy, Cassie. From what I heard you've been through alot. You're here to recover, not be pestered about your talent." Applejack snorted, "Still, I have to admit to a certain curiosity about how you're able to walk without watching your feet, myself."

Cassie laughed, "I'll keep all that in mind, Friend Applejack. My talent at its core is to see the truth of things, telling the future was always a side result. Honestly, I've never considered it an important one. Instead, I've always prefered the ability to listen to what the world is saying. The story behind all things. This Orchard is well cared for, it has been tended with love and responds accordingly. Thus, it's easy for me close my eyes and be guided along by that love, by that connection, that warmth. Although I admit, I'm unfamiliar with the particular fruit you grow. My visions and senses let me listen for the truth, but experiencing it's another thing."

"Wait, go back a moment. You say you've never had an apple?" Asked Applejack.

"They're not native to where I come from." Pausing in her walk she noted the silence of the Apple siblings, their odd looks. Wilting a little, she asked. "Did I say something wrong?"

A low chuckle echoed from the Apple matriarch, "Oh, don't you be worrying about them Cassie, we'll educate you about Apple's, both the fruit and the family soon enough."

Turning, Cassie glanced past Granny to see the most wonderful house. Two stories tall, it nestled comfortably at the end of the path through the orchard. Smiling, she again breathed in the smell of the land, letting the feel of this place wash over her. Sensing a quiet presence behind her, she turned to see Mac next to her. Placing a gentle hand on her shoulder, he let her lean into him. Extending her senses again she heard his steady heart beat, felt his strong connection to the land. Staring up into his eyes, she was again taken by his gentleness, his quiet manner. Heat rose to her face, as she realized how close she was to the bigger man. Pulling back, she looked to the other Apple's only to see wry amusement, and a squeeing Applebloom.

"If you and Mac are done making eyes at each other, let's get to the house. I want to rest these bones, besides dinner should've cooled by now, best eat it before it gets cold." Granny good naturedly groused.

Cassie pulled away from Mac, kindly approaching Granny, "Please Matron, you're doing so much for me, if you're weary, let me have the honor of assisting you."

To the surprise of all, the eldest Apple took a hold of the young Seers hand. "Don't mind if I do. Besides it'll give me a chance to talk to you myself. Sephie told me some basic facts," seeing the look on Cassandra's face Granny added, "and that is the last you'll hear about it from me. I ain't going to make you talk, no one here is. We're your family now. Hell, the glances you and Mac been given each other, you'll probably be made officially part of the Apple Clan soon enough."

"I'm sorry if I was being disrespectful Matron, I..." Cassie paused, completely flustered.

Another chuckle was heard from Granny, "Relax girlie, you haven't done anything I wouldn't do at the sight of a man like my Mac, especially one that looks back. Besides it's the privilege of the very old to embarrass the young. Keeps them on their toes." Laughing at Cassie's flush, she then got a stern look, "And I thought I told you to stop that Matron nonsense! It's Granny."

Placing a finger on Cassie lips to silence the young girls protest, Granny proclaimed, "And that's final!"

Cassie smiled, glancing back at the other Apples, she smiled. "Yes, Granny."

"Oh, and one more thing. Applebloom's going to ask you, so I figure I'd make things clear. Don't go teaching her to look into the future. Damn, girl gets into enough trouble as it is."

Cassie nodded, "Understood Granny, honestly your youngest's talent lie in other areas. Applejack, on the other hand, although not Seer material, would make an excellent Truthsayer, maybe even an Oathbinder."

"A who to the what now?" Came Applejacks reply.

Cassie smiled. "A Truthsayer is a type of Oracle that pierces deception and reveals falsehood. An Oathbinder is the next step up, she's a Truthsayer that holds others to their Oaths, using mystical means."

Granny cocked an eyebrow at her oldest daughter. "Weren't you the one that told Applebloom about pestering Cassie about her talent. I'll leave whether she teaches such things to you between you and her. But only after she has a week to get comfortable, or do you want to push that point."

"No, Granny, Whatever you say Granny."

"Darn right!"

Releasing Cassie and pretending not to notice the apologetic look the Seer gave Applejack, Granny opened the door, turning she said. "Cassandra of Carthage, long have you suffered at the hands of others. Long have you been denied the family and happiness you so desired. Those days are over. I welcome you to this house, to be unto me as my own children. Welcome Home Cassie, may your roots long reach into this land."

Looking over the shocked faces, Granny cackled, "Heh, Still Got it!"

Prometheus's and Luna's First Date.

Prometheus awoke to a banging on his door, and a banging in his head. Glancing around at the apartment he found himself in, he tried to remember last night. There was something he was forgetting.

"Prometheus wake up!!!!! I now you're in there. Daddy signed the lease for you!" Roared principal Celestia.

The titan of foresight smiled, that's right! This apartment was his! Deciding to ignore his obviously angry boss, he rolled over on his couch. This was a nice couch, soft and fluffy, but not to much, it was just right. And look it even had a convenient pillow to place over his throbbing, pounding, painful head so that he did not have to hear Celestia's shrill caterwauling.

"Still there seems to be something I'm forgetting, about last night. Huh, well just have to think about it after a nap."

Burying himself deeper into his perfect couch, the banging on his door soon was muffled and he was able to retreat into restful unconsciousness once again.

BANG!!!!! The resulting kick from his ivory skinned boss broke the lock and sent the fire thief unto the floor.

Sputtering, he immediately arose to confront his female assailant.

"Alright, I don't care whose daughter you are, if you don't check yourself I will teach you in excruciating detail what I did to that eagle after Herc set me free. You may be my boss during the week but it's Saturday and if you don't mind I'm trying to figure out what I did Friday night." He snarked.

Celestia snarled, "My Sister never came home last night. It's 12 o'clock on the afternoon. All responsible people are up."

Prometheus started at Celestia for a moment before recollections started coming back to him. He had met Luna at that one bar for shots, what was it called again? Oh yeah, The Punch Bowl, that's the ticket. As his mind retrieved each bit of information the only thing he could say for certain was that the last he remembered was that Luna and he had come back here. Obviously he had passed out before anything could could have happened. After all, why would he put his clothes back on if he had already bedded the gorgeously perfect Vice Principal. The thought of those defiant eyes, that sharp tounge, that absolutely brilliant mind, the fact that she could break stone barehanded. What he would have given to get a peice of that....

"Hey, earth to Prometheus!!!!" Celestia interrupted, "As much fun as it is for me to watch you fantasize about my sister I want to now where she is NOW!!!!"

As her shout echoed out, a quiet voice was heard behind Prometheus. "Auntie Celestia, why are you yelling at daddy?"

Prometheus' eyes shrank to pinpricks as he whirled around.

"Oh Chronos, please tell me her and I didn't......" Prometheus prayed under his breath

Sure enough in his hallway stood a small girl, no more than 12. She was wearing Luna's shirt for a nightgown, which fell almost to her ankles. Her hair was a shorter cropped replica of Luna's and the child clearly his blue eyes but they sat in a face that favored Luna, although she did have his sharper nose. However what truly exposed this beautifully adorable little girl for a creation of his and Luna's was the two cat ears that perched on the little ones head in lieu of human ears that twitched in heartbreaking agitation. Looking lower Prometheus saw that his daughter, for the girl could be no one else, was nervously wringing a cat's tale in her long fingered hands. It was obvious where the tail attached.

"We did." He said out loud.

Staggering to the side as Celestia pushed him to the side as the older of the Solaris sisters rushed to her newfound niece's side. Scooping the little one up, Celestia crooned comfortingly to her.

"It's okay honey, I'm just worried because your mommy didn't come home last night and she didn't call me."

The little girl in her arms immediately began to tear up. "Does that mean your mad at me too? Mommy snuggled up next to me so that I could get to sleep because everything was so scary last night."

Celestia hugged the small cat girl tighter in her arms. "Of course not sweetie, your mommy was supposed to be the responsible one and let me know. You had nothing to do with it, okay?"

Responding to her Aunts reassurance the little cat eared girl hugged her even tighter as she mumbled, "Okay." into Celestia's shoulder.

A loud yawn, followed by rather heavy steps preceded the appearance of a thoroughly disheveled figure. Wearing a bra and what pants she had on the night before, the spectre that was Before Coffee Luna staggered out of Prometheus' bedroom. Walking past her sister, she paused long enough to kiss her daughter then entered the kitchen. They all watched as Luna busied herself in making three cups of coffee and pouring four bowls of cereal. Somehow balencing her coffee two of the bowls of cereal in one arm she exited the kitchen, took her daughter from her stunned sister then got it all to the table without dropping anything. Luna the sat down and began drinking her coffee. As the first few sips passed her lips she seemed to come to more awareness.

"Why do I have a Daughter?" She asked aloud.

"I think I can explain that." Prometheus said.

Celestia glared at the former titan but Prometheus held up his hand, "I will answer all your questions, after I have gotten a few sips of coffee and a few mouthfuls of cereal."

Celestia nodded in concession and after everyone was seated, Prometheus took a sip, closed his eyes a moment, and began his explanation.

"Alright, I am the progenitor of a variant of humanity, one that while I was chained to the rock fell to horridness and was then wiped from existence by Zeus. It is one of many reasons that after the other Titans were rightfully sealed away in Tarturus I sought vengeance against the Gods. They neglected my children, then killed them when the poor little ones lost their way. I imagine I created this little one in a simmilar way to them. Namely I made some primal clay and mixed peices of Luna's and my souls together to imprint upon it. Luna had to have given her half of this ones souls willingly and with full consent. Otherwise this child of mine and Luna's would not be sitting here. I just wish I knew what my own child's name was."

"Her name is Nyxie." Luna stated, the tone of her voice brokering no argument. So, the matter settled, the happy little family ate breakfast in relative happiness as they prepared themselves for the trials of the day.

Another Troubled Soul

Three Children sat at the breakfast table, watching as Medusa busied herself in the kitchen. Entering into the dining room she set down several plates of eggs, bacon and orange juice in front of each of the girls. Serving Adagio first, followed by both Aria and Sonata simultaneously, she then leaned against the islander that seperated the kitchen from the dining area. Picking up a rather large coffee cup she surveyed her charges. All three were extremely thin and bore the scars of their guardian plan upon their skins. The bruises hastily covered up by makeup and baggy clothes. Sipping her coffee she watched as Adagio took a bite, then nodded to her sisters. The younger two immediately dove in, sonata especially, devouring the food as piranha attack a capybara.

"My name is Medusa, and I'm about to lay down some policies for the running of this household."

The three girls looked to her, shuddering. Medusa grimaced. She would have to be careful of how she phrased things for a while. But her new 'policies' should help.

"1. When I am not present Adagio is in charge."

All three girls looked at the former gorgon quizzically, the glimmerings of hope beginning to take hold.

"2. All three of you will begin work for Flim and Flam. I have already negotiated your wages. I know from my conversation with them that the three of you worked for those two before. Those two scoundrels seem eager to have you back in their employ."

In all three girls that glimmer was threatening to become rain as she continued. But just as she had ended that last statement on a joke, her next statement she hoped for confusion.

"3. I see that all the handles on your rooms have been removed. They will be replaced, by ones that lock from the inside."

Medusa wished she could kill White Trash all over again when she saw the relief in her girls faces, but it was when she looked at Adagio that her eyes narrowed. The older of the three siblings was shuddering, almost as if she feared that all of this was but a dream. One the young girl had no desire to wake from, yet knew that come the morning she would be back in that hell. Looking to Adagio's younger siblings, she quickly did the math. Three Siblings, only two rooms were set up as bedrooms. The one had one bed, the other two. The single room was White Trash's. The Doubled Room was obviously Aria's and Sonata's. She had hoped she was wrong.

Taking a Breath, she said. "4. You three girls will each pick a room of your own. I will be living in the basement. I feel more comfortable underground."

Sonata looked at Medusa curiously. "We each get our own room? There's enough room for that?"

Medusa chuckled. "Oh indeed there is young one. You have a main living area, a Kitchenette/dining room, 1 Master Bedroom, and a garage. But you also have two rooms that your former guardian had used for storage. I will be sorting through all of the material in those rooms and disposing of it. I'll also be, over the next few weeks yanking all of the material out of that storage unit of a garage."

Medusa smiled at the surge in the hope in the eyes of the three sisters. "So, since there are three of you, I believe that gets each of you a bedroom of your own. A private safe space. One that only each of you alone will have the key too. I will not, unless you give me one. If you chose not to, that is fine. It is in no way mandatory. However, I do ask that you three not make me regret this decision."

Medusa's breath was torn from her as, to her surprise, Adagio spoke first. "We won't, Mother."

Adagio's words broke the unnoticed shackles of silence, as all three sirens rushed to the gorgon. Embracing Medusa and crying into her chest. Medusa, held them close and quietly waited till all three had calmed, mutely giving her blood oath that none shall harm those under her care ever again.

A knock, from the front door signaled the end of the moment, and reluctantly all three disengaged from their newfound parent. Medusa looked at each of them in turn and said.

"All three of you need to get cleaned up. It's the first day you three will be working at the Emporium, and I will not have any of you late. Chop, Chop" She ordered as her new daughters moved to get ready.

"Such good girls." Medusa remarked as she moved to get the door.

On the other side of the door stood a statuesqe woman of pitch black complexion and messy blue hair. Her dress clung to her in all the right place and encouraged all the wrong thought. She was hopelessly surprised when Medusa cold cocked her dead center of her pretty little face.

"Hello Chrysalis." Medusa snarked. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your duplicitous, admittedly good looking, ass."

Shaking herself, Chrysalis rose, "I admit I deserved that, but my hands were tied. The previous administration placed those girls here and turned them over to White Trash. To get them out would be to admit to the wrong doing of my predecessors. Which since my predecessors are now my bosses...." Chrysalis trailed off, her implication clear.

"Hmph, same everywhere I go. Well this is my place now, any that come to live with me must obey my rules and will be under my protection. No one will hurt these children a second time. I Will Not Allow It!" Medusa procalaimed, once more the guardian her name symbolizied."

"Well then I have one more for you. Her name is Wallflower Blush and she has been forgotten by her loved ones. She herself no longer remembers them. This house should have room enough for her."

Turning to her car, Chrysalis motioned for the green skinned girl in the passanger side to join them.

Medusa looked upon her newest daughter and smiled. "My name is Medusa, you will live here with my other girls. Go inside and find Adagio, ask her to find you a room. Listen to her when I am not around. She will look after you. Okay?"

Wallflower nodded, and moved past the much larger woman. Turning back she smiled, Medusa seemed nice, after the incident with the memory stone living here would be nice. With her new friends Sunset and Trixie, maybe school wouldn't be that bad. She made her way inside, not knowing how complicated her life was about to become.

Author's Note

So Medusa is up to four daughters now, for daughters of the heart are no less loved then daughters birthed of the womb. All children are precious after all. We must continue and see what other family will join the Gorgon to fulfill the judgment of Midas. Next Chapter: More From Cassandra.

Monday Monday

Wallflower Blush stood at the entryway of Canterlot high, for the first time excited to start her day. He big sister Dagi stood tall and firm as her sister's Sonata and Aria provided comfortable silence. Mommy Medusa hovered over the quartet, giving the four of them their marching orders.

"Alright, first we have a meeting with the Principal about getting you readmitted, after that we "

Medusa paused as she noticed the lean man walking up from the faculty parking lot.

"Girls, stay here a moment. Listen to Adagio, she will get you to the principal's office if this takes to long." Medusa sighed

Approaching openly, with her hands in clear view, she hailed the Titan of Foresight. Strange that he had not predicted her arrival.

"Hail, Prometheus. Cousin how fares thee?" Medusa formally greeted.

Prometheus started as he heard the summons, his eyes narrowing as he beheld Medusa.

"I am well," Prometheus stated, "And how are thee?"

"Before I answer," Medusa queried, "Might we cease the formal language? I wish to greet thee in a more jovial manner."

Prometheus smirked, typical of Medusa to say two or more things with the same sentence.

"Please do," The Professor replied, "I want nothing more then these ways to die with the Gods that inspired them."

Opening his arms, he beckoned his favorite cousin in for a hug.

Running forward, Medusa squeed as she catapulted herself into the arms of her cousin. Glad that no grudges or hatred separated the two. As Prometheus released her, Medusa heard the clearing of a throat.

"Excuse me dear, but who is the woman that greets you so affectionately?"

Medusa turned, her eyes as big as saucers. Before her stood a statuesque woman, her skin the color of the early night. Her pant suit fit her well, as she strode forward with a small child in tow.

"Oh Cousin," Medusa purred, "Good going, if you'd not pursued that one I would have."

"Cousin?" the woman paused, "I was only informed of Prometheus, from where do you hail?"

"She is mine sister," another voice echoed, "I will see to her and those she brings with her."

Turning toward the rising of the sun, Medusa beheld an ivory skinned woman of mature figure. Wearing a similar outfit to her sister, of gold and white raiment. Striding forward, the woman too stock of her newest charges.

"Your drooling cousin." Prometheus deadpanned.

Ignoring Prometheus, Medusa uttered, "I most certainly am yours. Please, take me wherever you wish."

The goddess before her smirked, "I am Principal Celestia, behind you is my sister, Vice Principal Luna. You appear to already know Professor Prometheus. If you will follow me I will get you and your girls situated."

Medusa nodded, dumbly, "Girls, follow me. Celestia commands it."

Principal Celestia cocked an eyebrow imperiously, "What was that?"

Shaking her head to clear the arousal from her brain, Medusa stammered, "Nothing!"

Saved by the arrival of her newly acquired family, Medusa shook off her blush in order to get her family in line. Counting the number of heads, she came up with one extra. Glomped unto Sonata was a Pink haired girl. The two girls were giggling and seemed to be speaking in the same high pitched squee. Neither seemed to be hindered by the affection of the other.

Principal Celestia moved forward, gently she raised a hand to separate the two girls, "Come now Pinkie, I am happy that you are glad to get Sonata bac -"

Medusa jumped as Pinkie snarled at her Principal, snapping at the older woman like a vicious animal. Had Celestia been any slower she'd have lost the hand. Pinkie let out a low growl as Celestia once more tried to seperate the two.

Medusa smiled, "I like this one," the former Gorgon exclaimed, "Principal Celestia, if you'll humor me please join me back here."

Sure enough Pinkie's growl diminished as Celestia moved away. As Celestia reached Medusa's side, the young girl that had claimed Sonata regained her hyperactive nature. Within moments the two girls were conversing in their own secret tongue.

A calm elder male voice drawled forward, "Pinkamena Diane Pie, what is the meaning of such behavior," the voice quietly admonished, "release your friend this instant."

"No" Pinkie cried, much to the surprise of all, "The Last time I stopped hugging Nata she ran away. I won't let her run away again!"

A long suffering sigh was followed by the arrival of the plainest male, Medusa had ever seen. He was dressed in long pants and a coarse black suit hung of his thin strong frame. A simple broad brimmed hat framed his bearded face.

Glancing at Medusa he nodded, "I beg your pardon for Pinkie's behavior. She has been missing your Sonata something awful. It's nice to meet you, Ms?"

"Medusa Gorgon," Medusa found she liked this calm fellow.

"Ah, a good name," the man chortled, "A Guardian of those that have no other recourse. My name is Igneous Pie. I be Pinkie's sire. My wife is home tending to Pinkie's younger twin. I am sure she would love to meet you as well. As it seems that our dear Pinkie has taken to your Sonata."

Medusa smiled at the older man, "Indeed, I approve of the pairing," it never hurt to be polite after all, "It is good to see that Sonata will be so well looked after."

Nodding, Igneous politely agreed, "She most certainly will be. You and your family are welcome to come by as you wish. My wife could use company now and again. She does so love to entertain."

The man turned, nodding in farewell to both the sisters, he strode away. His long legs swiftly carrying him back to his Truck.

Celestia pursed her lips, "Alright then," she proclaimed, once more taking charge of the situation, "You four plus Pinkie and your mother need to come and finish paperwork to readmit you. I will be giving new class assignments to all of you. And each of you will be getting an individual partner to show you around the school. Oh and Medusa?"

"Yes Principal Celestia?"

"We shall see how well you take my commandments after you pick me up this weekend."

Medusa could only nod happily as she followed Celestia.

Author's Note

And here's a new chapter. Well we know Pinkie's reaction, what will the rest of the Rainbooms be? Time will tell. The Next story I will be updating is Proper Care Of A Stray over on FanFiction, under the name Jaycren