MLP: Living with Equestrians

"So...what happens now?"

The question hung heavily in the air, with the green-haired human being met with silence from his female friends before Twilight spoke up.

"Well, we've all taken a pregnancy test, and...we're all clean." She stated, offering her host a weak smile. "So...there's that."

"Ok, but...I mean what do we do." Spike clarified, scanning the now clothed woman surrounding him. "I mean, do we just move on?"

"Well...yeah." Rainbow Dash confirmed, shrugging her shoulders loosely while avoiding eye contact completely. "Red Week is always awkward, but it's not like this was some kind of planned hook-up. It just happened."

"Huh...I guess you're right." Spike muttered after a few more seconds of silence, before rising hastily. "I-I'm gonna go for a walk. Are you guys all set here, or..?"

"We'll be fine, Spike!" Pinkie assured, though her usual smile didn't quite reach her eyes. "Take your time, we'll be here."

"Alright...see you guys later, I guess." Spike stated before leaving the room. As soon as the door swung closed, Sunset facepalmed and released a growl of frustration.

"We are so fucked." She hissed from behind her hand, before shifting her gaze to Rainbow Dash, visibly annoyed. "And why the hell did you down play what just happened?!"

"I dunno, I just panicked!" The cyan Equestrian defended, her cheeks burning a bright scarlet as she huffed. "How are we supposed to handle this?"

"Well...isn't it obvious?"

The question drew the attention of all girls to Starlight, who looked slightly bemused at her roommates.

"I mean, let's be honest: we all like him." She stated, receive subdued and embarrassed confirmations in response. "And we all know that polyamorous relationships aren't uncommon on Equestria, so...why not just pop the question?"

"Oh, why wouldn't we?" Rainbow Dash asked sarcastically, a mocking smile on her face. "Maybe it's because he could say no? He could say, "What the actual fuck?! Hell no!" Really, there is no end to the no's he could supply us with!"

"He could also say yes!" Pinkie Pie countered, flashing a genuine smile at her cyan friend. "I mean, think of all he's done for us!"

"Letting someone live with you is a far cry from falling in love with them, Pinkie." Fluttershy commented, before a soft smile rose on her lips. "But it's worth a shot."

The girls all looked at each other, and gradually, a silent agreement seemed to be formed. Twilight sighed, and rubbed her eyes tiredly.

"We all know the risks. Are we sure we want to do this?" She asked her friends, receiving confirmatory looks from all present. With another deep sigh, she smiled and spoke again. "Well...I guess we're doing this."

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Spike walked the streets of Sanctuary City with no real rush, simply enjoying the fresh air. Despite the cold front that had started to move in over the city thanks to the approaching winter season, he found himself enjoying the walk more than he expected to. His thoughts, however, had not become much clearer.

What the hell do I do? He asked himself, truly at a loss. I mean, I had sex with all of my friends! How the hell do I talk to them after this? How do we move on?!
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Well...we don't have to.

The thought startled Spike, but immediately the train of thought kept moving.

This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, and you know it. You care about them, more than you care to admit.

"But...I couldn't." Spike protested weakly, before reminding himself to keep his thoughts internal. They'd never even consider that.

Dude. You fucked them. You let them fuck you. And more importantly, you care about them. This isn't just a physical attachment, and you know it.

For the first time since his walk started, Spike's thoughts became less wild. He knew that he cared about the girls more than he let on. It had started during his recovery, when the girls had spent every waking moment with him. The simple act of making them smile filled his heart with an unspeakable warmth. He found himself attached to them in a way he hadn't even known before. He was falling in love with all of them.

Twilight's nerdy but mature nature, Sunset's cool and collected, Starlight's controlled enthusiasm and Pinkie wild and fun-seeking nature. Rainbow being the laid back and cool comparison to Fluttershy, who was meek but kind. Then there was Applejack and Rarity, who had both kept in contact with him after the events at the festival. The farmer and fashionista both made a habit of visiting him, and he found himself getting closer than he anticipated.

"Gah, what if I'm over thinking this?" He mused aloud, stopping momentarily. "Even if they did like me like that, they wouldn't all agree to share me or something crazy like that."

Spike took a moment to just stop and breath, before allowing himself to relax. He had could think about this later, for now he just needed to calm down and enjoy the quiet.

"Spike? Is that you?"

The green-haired man jolted in surprise, and turned towards the voice only to find a familiar face.

"Luna?"

Sure enough, the Equestrian queen was descending the steps of the capital building. Spike was surprised that he had actually walked this far into the town. Guess I really was stuck in my head.

Any other thoughts ended abruptly as Spike was suddenly embraced by Luna, who was smiling widely at the human before her.

"Oh, it's wonderful to see you again!" She greeted, before releasing him. Spike managed a awkward chuckle, an found himself offering the Equestrian a genuine smile.

"It's nice to see you again as well." He replied. "What brings you back to Sanctuary City?"

"Ugh, more security meetings." The princess whined, making Spike chuckle. "My sister and I have been speaking with the officials looking for any updates regarding the attacks last month."

"Oh yeah? Did you get any answers?"

Before Luna could respond, a distant SLAM echoed from the building's entrance, followed by a very pissed off looking Celestia stalking down the steps. If her expression wasn't enough to represent her sour mood, the aggressive and irritated movement of her hair made the message clear; she wasn't happy.

"Um...did the meeting go well, sister?" Luna asked gently, somehow resisting the urge to flinch as the Equestrian queen's head snapped in her direction. After taking a few breaths to calm herself, she answered crisply.

"Not particularly." She growled, before pinch the bridge of her nose and sighing. "Honestly, sister, why are humans such fickle, bothersome creatures?"

Luna coughed abruptly, before nodding towards Spike in what was likely supposed to be a discreet manner. Celestia glanced at Spike momentarily before her gaze snapped back to him and an embarrassed expression rose on her face.

"Oh! Um, greetings, Mr. Drake." She addressed him, the slightest tinge of red to her cheeks. "I apologize that you had to hear that, I promise you my words were formed only of frustration and do not reflect my true feelings regarding your people."

"Nice to see you again to, Ms. Celestia." He acknowledged with a chuckle. "And no apology needed. I've lived with humans my whole life, I get how much of a pain in the ass they can be."

To his surprise, the Equestrian queen laughed lightly at his quip, her hair's movement returning to it's normal, calm fluttering.

"Well, nevertheless, I apologize for the inconvenience." She refuted, before her smile widened slightly. "You wouldn't happen to know anywhere where one could indulge in the more alcoholic beverages?"

"It's...only noon." Spike stated with a quirked eyebrow.

"Oh, c'mon! Don't humans have a saying about it being "five o'clock somewhere?"." Luna interjected, smiling giddily. "Could you at least point us in the right direction, pretty please?"

Spike sighed dramatically as Luna flashed him a pair of puppy dog eyes, allowing a smile to rise on his face. There were worse people to drink with.

"Ok, ok. I know a place you two will like." He relented, before starting down the street towards the location in question. Yet again the sisters surprised him as they fell in line beside him, one on each side. He could have sworn he heard one of them whisper something sly to the other, but he couldn't guarantee that he hadn't just imagined it. "Let's see how many shots it takes to get an Equestrian hammered."

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In the distant state of Alaska, Harrison Goodwill tapped his foot nervously on the cold metal floor he was standing on. He'd been in the conference room for about two hours now, and the u settling feeling that he was being watched had no yet settled.

This is fucked, this is fucked. He repeated to himself mentally, panic finally starting to set in. It had been bad enough escaping from Sanctuary City after the attacks, with William getting himself captured and the third operative never even making it to the city at all. Now, thought, the uncertainty of his situation was starting to take it's toll.

Suddenly, the lights of the room started to dim, before leaving the room in darkness. A soft click then sounded, and a projector emerged from the ceiling. Seconds later, an image of a shadowy figure was projected onto the far window of the room.

"Hello, Goodwill." The form greeted, it's voice masked as usual. "Are you feeling any better?"

"Oh, I'm just peachy!" The man snarked bitterly, too frightened to mind his tone. "What the hell is going on? Your idiot soldiers haven't told me anything."

"Patience, my friend. All will be explained." The voice responded, it's tone remaining neutral the entire time. "Something has come up. I need you to return to Sanctuary City."

"Are you fucking shittin' me?!" Goodwill screeched, gripping his hair in distress. "That place is on high alert after the shitstorm of an operation you had us do there!"

"I'm aware of it's status, Goodwill." The voice retorted, the smallest inking of irritation seeping into it's tone. "This operation will not be a failure, I assure you."

"NO! You know what? Fuck you!" The man spat, flipping off the screen. "Fuck you and your stupid, suicidal operation! I don't want to be a part of this any more!"

A tense silence followed the man's outburst, lasting several seconds before the shadowy figure stood up, and crossed their arms.

"Then your services are no longer required."

As soon as the last word left the form's mouth, the room exploded with sound as bullets sprayed from the adjacent windows, turning Goodwill in a human impression of bloody swiss cheese. After several seconds of gunfire, the form raised their arm and the shots ceased. Goodwill, or at least what was left of him, fell to the floor a mangled mess. The form sighed deeply, and shook their head in disappointment.

"Such a smart man. A shame his arrogance got the better of him." They mused, before terminating the transmission and turning to an officer that stood nearby. "Get into contact with Agent 36. It's time we get some new blood in this operation."