Aversion was out for a nice, morning walk through the woods near Ponyville, since he was on suspension from work. However, Luna was helping him with his monetary situation, so his worries were alleviated. Sure enough, like fate always played out... he met up with Scolus on his walk as the changeling was out on one of his "espionage patrols." So, the two started walking together.

"So, I heard that Prince Blueblood was giving you a hard time." Scolus said.

Aversion's ears perked up. "What did you hear?"

"Well, I heard that he tried to drop you off a cliff after knocking you out with a sleeping spell, and that he tried to get you barred from Canterlot Castle, and how he messed with you at an amusement park, and... oh yeah, I heard he slipped you a potion that blew you up like a balloon so you'd float away!"

"Yeah... he's been picking on me to no end." Aversion said.

"Well then," Scolus said. "I guess it was good that his hearing went the way it did, especially now that he gets to be your servant! Ha!"

With a green flash, Scolus took the form of Blueblood. He crossed his eyes and stuck his tongue out.

"Durr... I'm Pwinse BwooBwud... durr... I caywh suh mutch ab'ut muh Nuhbiwitty, dat I'm gonna be petty and make muhself look like a pish of twash...!"

He then started ponging his head with his hooves while flipping his derped eyes to and fro. This made both of them laugh again, and Scolus took his default form once more.

"Yep." Aversion said. "Plus, it doesn't even make sense to address him as 'Prince' Blueblood anymore, either! Celestia stripped him of his nobility!"

"Welp, he done bucked up!" Scolus said.

The two friends laughed as they continued to walk along the trail. As they walked, however, they happened to hear something from behind. "Well, good day, earthbound explorer and shapeshifter sidekick!"

"Huh?" Aversion and Scolus uttered simultaneously as they both glanced back.

They saw, approaching them, a fairly long, slim being with the head of an equine, body of mainly a dragon, but a mess of other, random body parts, arranged chimera-style.

"Well, you, Mr. Aversion, have been quite the talk of both Canterlot and Ponyville for the past week now!" the creature said.

"Wait..." Aversion said, realizing he was speaking to a draconequus. "...y-you're Discord, the Master of Chaos!"

"The very same!" Discord said with a bow, one hand to his chest with the other arm outstretched.

"Discord..." Scolus said, a big grin appearing on his face. "...no way! It's really you!"

"So, I hear that Mr. Sassy-Princey-Pants gave you a rough time!" Discord said to Aversion.

Aversion shuffled his hooves a bit. "W-well yes, but... why would you be concerned about me?"

"Well, see," Discord began. "my dear friend Fluttershy felt for you, and requested that I assist in making sure that Little-Blue-Brat stays in line, to which I agreed! Just because I am an embodiment of chaos does not mean I condone the behavior of a spoiled, self-righteous dog like him!"

Aversion was fairly flabbergasted at this point.

"O-oh... well..." he uttered. "...thank you, really... but, I think Celestia's guards are more than enough for--"

"Oh, nonsense!" Discord said. "I so love to serve others what they have coming! Just let me in on the fun!"

"Well... okay then." Aversion said.

"Excellent!" Discord said. "You won't regret this, Mr. A!"

With that, the Master of Chaos zip-zoomed back to Ponyville. All that was left was a very dumbstruck changeling and earth pony.

"Well... that was random." Scolus said.

"Meh, it's in his nature. I guess it's to be expected... or unexpected..." Aversion said.

"Ha, paradox!" Scolus remarked.

Former-Prince Blueblood had been sent to Ponyville to carry out tasks that Aversion ordered of him. The magic-suppression band was still firmly-affixed to his horn, rendering him equivalent to an earth pony... minus the passive magic earth ponies had in connection with nature. Once he had been escorted by the Royal Guard to Aversion's house, that was when the stallion in question stepped outside and approached him in a very smug fashion.

"Learn to pick up your hooves better! You're SO. BUCKING. SLOW!" Aversion said to Blueblood.

Blueblood gritted his teeth. "How DARE you speak to me that way, you insolent little--"

"Nay-nay!" Aversion said. "Want me to tell your younger aunt how you're behaving?"

This made the unicorn bite the inside of his lips. With that, Aversion pulled out a piece of paper from under his mane, handing it to his personal servant.

"Now, here is a list of tasks that I have to do to keep my residence in a livable state." Aversion said. "You, Mister, are going to have to do each and everything on there!"

Blueblood read over the paper, as his eyes went narrow, unamused.

• Fix the patio so it is up to code.
• Dust and polish all my furniture and decorations.
• Mop the hardwood floor.
• Clean the dishes and cookware.
• Bleach and buff bathtub.
• Clean the toilet.
• Chop up the dry logs to make firewood for the upcoming winter.
• Spray and wipe down all windows in the house, inside and out.
• Vacuum the carpets.
• Sweep off the stoop and patio.
• Repair leaks in the roof so it is back up to code.
• Re-stain the exterior boards of the house (Ebony Lake No. 6, varnish will be paid for at your expense)
• Rake the dry leaves off the front and back lawn.
• Trim the lawn down to five centimeters.
• Water the plants in the garden and care for them based on the instructions provided in the handbook (provided by your master)

Blueblood lowered the paper, hanging his head. "You expect me... to do all this!?"

"Damn straight, I do!" Aversion said. "If you've got a problem with that... you can, of course, tell it to your aunts!"

'You're just putting Auntie Luna under your hoof! You're getting her to favor you to an unjustifiable level!" Blueblood said.

"That's right!" Aversion said. "And then, when me and your aunt possibly get married, that means I will be your new uncle!"

Blueblood felt the blood drain from his face... and said blood did indeed go blue, making him partially live up to his name. He let out a long exhale through his nose.

"Now, get on those chores, chop-chop!" Aversion said.

"That's right, Blue-Blue!" came another, random voice.

Both of them looked to see that Discord had arrived.

"Ah, right on time, Discord!" Aversion said.

"What!?" Blueblood shouted. "What did you just call me!?"

Discord folded his hands. "Well, first you have 'Blue'..." he motioned off to one side. "...color of the sky, some berries, the ocean, and of course, you have another 'Blue..." he motioned with his other hand, the other way. "...the color of your mood!"

"Grngh...!" Blueblood growled. "...How dare you! You shall never address me as such! You shall address yours truly as 'Prince Blueblood'!

"As you wish... Blue-Blue!" Discord said.

Blueblood began to shake violently with rage.

"Now, get to work!" Aversion said.

For the next several hours, while Aversion lounged watching television and browsing the PonyNet, Blueblood carried out each of the tasks on the list provided. By the time he completed only two of them, he was fuming, but too tired already to even release his rage. Because of the suppression band on his horn, he could not do his tasks with the convenience of magic, and had to use pure muscle-power.

This is absolutely outrageous! Blueblood thought bitterly. A prince being forced to do manual labor for a common PEASANT!? It ABSOLUTELY must be the other way around! I should NEVER have to lift a hoof for ANYPONY!

As he was mopping the floor, Blueblood shot a venomous glare at the back of Aversion's head.

When this is over... I shall see to it that you serve me for life after my sentence concludes! It shall make for a good punishment for everything you have done to me! Blueblood thought.

The former prince continued to do what Aversion ordered, out of fear of what Luna might do to him for disobeying. He absolutely hated getting punishments, but loved giving them to others. The sun was blazing hot that afternoon, and Blueblood was working up quite a sweat while he was working outside. Aversion, meanwhile, was having himself an iced drink and letting shaded air blow through an open window to stay cool.

If this work must be done... the least he could do is contribute some effort! It's HIS rundown excuse for a residence, not MINE! Such a place like this is FAR too uncouth for me to even LOOK upon!

A little while later, Aversion got up from his bed and shut off his television. He then went out to check on Blueblood, who he left alone to get the work done. He was okay with leaving his servant alone, as a Tracing Spell was present on the magic-suppression band as well, so if Blueblood tried to run away, Celestia and Luna would know exactly where he was in real-time.

"Alright, my slave..." Aversion said. "...now, how far have you come along with your chores?"

Blueblood sighed in heavy irritation. "...I have taken care of every... single... thing on that pathetic list of menial, trivial tasks!"

"Hey!" Aversion shouted. "Watch your manners!"

Blueblood pursed his lips as his eyes fell toward the ground.

"Now, there is one more thing I will need you to do out here..." Aversion said. "...there is a big bag of fertilizer in my shed. It's the big, plastic, white bag. Take it out, and spread it across the grass on the lawn. I'm sick of looking at all the dry patches, and I want them growing green again. Once you finish that, you can come inside to eat."

Aversion then went inside, leaving Blueblood scowling.

"Are you bucking serious!?" the former prince complained. "He expects me... to handle fertilizer!? And without magic!?"

Not wanting to get into more trouble, Blueblood reluctantly walked to the shed, and saw the bag of free-range cow fertilizer Aversion told him about. After a few moments of struggle, he lifted it onto his back, and hauled it out to the yard.

"Okay... now how am I supposed to do this?" he said to himself

He pulled the tab, which broke the seal, and revealed the dark, murky, foul-smelling fertilizer inside. The former monarch wrinkled his nose in recoil.

"Ugh...! HOW is it possible to even USE this filth!?" Blueblood said.

Aversion did not provide Blueblood with any hoof-gloves, since he did not have any, but the latter was still enraged, with or without protective gear, that he had to handle animal manure. But, as always, he imagined what his aunts would do while he was powerless to defend himself.

"Alright... let's just get this nonsense over with..." he said to himself.

He started lobbing the bag gently, letting the fertilizer spew out the opening forward, a little at a time. His back ended up hurting from doing this, but regardless, he begrudgingly kept at it, raking it to evenly spread it across the grassless soil.

The NERVE of this pathetic lowlife... Blueblood thought. ...I had better be served a six-star meal for everything I have done today. NEVER have I had to work so hard in my LIFE! It's only fair that I am compensated equally or greater!

The bag was just about empty, and Blueblood was starting to whip it like an open towel to get the last of it out... but he misjudged the trajectory; a large glob of the revolting substance flew straight up into the air, and before Blueblood had any chance to react...

SPLAT.

Blueblood gasped as the manure landed on his head and back. He stood motionless for a moment, unable to move from shock.

"...Ugh...!" he groaned. "...Th...th-there's... animal bodily waste at-top my l-l-lustrous, heavenly... MANE!"

He frantically began looking around, desperate for a way to wash it off, and happened to spot a nearby stream less than thirty meters from Aversion's property. His face fell in discouragement.

"...I suppose that will have to do for now." Blueblood said, slowly making his way to the creek.

Aversion had been inside at the table, writing in his diary. He remarked how great it was for his enigmatic saboteur to be getting a bit of justice.

"Oh, if only this could've happened sooner!" he said to himself.

As he was finishing up his entry, he heard the door open, and looking up to see Blueblood. The unicorn was, however, soaking-wet, fatigued, and overall looking very sad and pathetic.

Aversion raised a brow. "Well, what happened to you? You get in a fight with the fishes?"

"I am not in the mood!" Blueblood said. "And if you must know... my mane ended up being dirtied, and I needed to have it washed immediately!"

"Whatever..." Aversion said.

Blueblood then made his way into the dining room. "Now, where is my evening meal? I haven't eaten all my meals today!"

"You had breakfast and lunch." Aversion pointed out.

"Yes," Blueblood said, "but what about elevensies? Afternoon tea? Dinner? Supper? What about all of those? Are you trying to starve me? I demand to be fed exquisite cuisine!"

Aversion narrowed his eyes. "Now, let's not be so hasty... and remember one thing: I never said I would be the one preparing dinner!"

"What are you implying...?" Blueblood asked.

"I will be coming back in here at eight o'clock. In the meantime, I have some... personal business to attend to in my bedroom-office. And I expect absolute silence while you are preparing the food." Aversion said.

Blueblood hung his head forward. "Are you trying to be humorous? I have never made dinner before! And it's already seven-thirty--"

"Eight o'clock!" Aversion said, before he left Blueblood alone in the kitchen.

With that, Blueblood let out an exhausted sigh just before he began looking through the cabinets. Eventually he found a few ingredients that he had heard of being affordable to lower-class civilians.

"...I suppose I could mix this stuff together to make a stew." Blueblood said.

With that, he poured a mixture of broth and stock into a large pan, and cut up some vegetables (nicking himself in the hooves at times, to his irritation), and added what little amount of seasonings and spices there were. From there, he let it boil.

A little while later, he ladled the soup into two bowls. He tasted the soup, only to recoil at the flavor.

"Blech...!" Blueblood said. "...bland... tasteless... soggy vegetables... stale broth...!"

He then made his way over to Aversion bedroom.

"Peasant dish for a peasant... because I've lost my appetite!" he whispered.

With that, he barged into Aversion's bedroom, and the stallion sat up from the chair at his desk as he was browsing the PonyNet on his computer. He looked back at Blueblood with narrow eyes.

"Have you ever heard of 'knocking'?" he asked.

Blueblood sighed yet again. "...Dinner is served."

Aversion stood from his desk and went back into the dining room, Blueblood walking behind him the whole time.

"Soup?" Aversion asked. "Hmmm... what an excellent choice!"

"Well, finally you show a sliver of due respect for your Prince!" Blueblood said.

Aversion looked at him in confusion. "Respect? What I meant was it's an excellent choice... for you."

"Me!?" Blueblood said. "You expect me to eat that slop!?"

"Of course! Because I won't be dining here tonight..." Aversion said as he opened his front door...

"Hi, Avey!" Luna said, waving at her coltfriend from her carriage.

Apparently, Luna had been waiting for him outside, and he had contacted her earlier about prior arrangement for dining at Canterlot Castle.

"So, I'm off!" Aversion said, heading out to join his lover for the ride back to Canterlot. "Enjoy your meal! After all, you home-cooked it yourself!"

"And you shall be staying here tonight, Blueblood!" Luna said. "It is time you got a feel for what Avey had to go through!"

Blueblood got a sad look in his eyes as Aversion and Luna sailed through the sunset-lit air, the carriage being pulled by Luna's batpony guards.

"So, were you able to hide your portal door prior to Blueblood's arrival at your place?" Luna asked.

Aversion nodded. "Yep, it's in the crawl space underneath my house, pushed out of sight from the trapdoor. I know he couldn't even bring himself to go down there, and would just think it was a regular door under a tarp or something."

"Good thinking, Avey!" Luna remarked, giving Aversion a quick kiss on his lips.

Blueblood was left alone with the mediocre stew as the only edible thing he had access to, as he could not leave Aversion's property without alerting his aunts, and by extension, the Royal Guard who would apprehend him for attempting to flee. He gagged as he tried to down the budget food. It tasted horrendous to him, as he was accustomed to the fine dining offered at his residence.

"Ugh... it's like some stray cat urinated in a bowl, and somepony served it to me!" Blueblood remarked.

Eventually, though, he managed to get his serving of it down the hatch. He simply left his bowl and spoon on the table however, as he did not want to do anymore chores. It was getting dark, and he had nothing to do. He tried to log into Aversion's computer, but found that it was password-protected. If he destroyed it, or anything else belonging to Aversion... he was fearful of what the consequences would be.

He simply got into Aversion's bed, and laid for a long time, his mind heavy in thought.

"Why did all this have to happen to me...?" he asked nopony in particular. "...I was just doing what I could to preserve the traditions of Canterlot! But look what has become of this society..."

Blueblood tossed and turned well into the night. He could not see any way out of his situation. If his aunts, the rulers of Equestria, wanted him punished, then everypony under their lash would do what they could to see that his sentence was served. To him, it was pure, immense injustice.

Author's Note

For those of you who read my blog post... APRIL FOOLS! Yeah, trust me when I say I would never abandon all you guys who have been with me through thick and thin these past few years. I will continue to provide!