Snow blew across an arctic tundra landscape. It's blinding curtain kissed three individual's exposed skin with the love of several million razor blades. A violent howling echoed throughout the icy valley with the power of an orchestra of wolves singing a ballad of death, and the wind sang back in rage.

A woman with blond hair, red eyes, and clad in a black cloak with red and green rose petals fluttering in a non-existence breeze; stared blankly at a tall man wearing black, full-plate armor. Another woman with red and yellow hair that flowed like fire wore a similar cloak, but with red and yellow rose petals. Her left black eye with purple rings and six tomoe hid behind her hair while her right eye looked like an ever-shifting aqua and emerald-colored flower. She also stared blankly at the armored man standing defiant before her.

In the distance, a city made of crystal stood tall and proud in the sub-zero landscape. There, on the edge of its protective barrier, six individuals watched in trepidation. A girl with rainbow-colored hair fluttered her wings in worry, but she couldn't move in fear of getting in the way of the person she loves most.

Another member of the group placed her hand on the rainbow-haired girl's shoulder to calm her down, "I'm sure she'll be alright, Sugarcube. Plus, she even has Clover the Clever helping her out. We don't need to worry about nothin'."

"It just doesn't make any sense!" the purple-haired girl shouted in confusion. "How does she know Clover the Clever?! Why did they call each other sisters?! And how do they know King Sombra?!"

"I don't know, Darling, but something tells me that we really shouldn't bother them about it right now," another member of the group chimed in.

"Oh, I hope they'll be alright," a pink-haired girl whispered warily.

Clover breathed in deeply for a moment, calming her nerves for the battle that's about to commence. She delved deep into her soul and made contact with the creature that's been sealed within her ever since she was small. "Hey, Kurami. It's been a long time since we fought together, huh?" Clover smiled at a ten-story-tall female nine-tailed fox sleeping lazily on a meadow of flowers.

"Indeed it has, especially with Black over there," Kurami said in her naturally deep, motherly tone. "It may have been several centuries since our battle with those vile Aetherials, but for Black? I don't think a few months have passed for her. She's still in her prime. Don't slow her down, eh?" she finished with a giggle.

"Please," Clover scoffed, leaving her mindscape. "She's the one that's going to slow me down!" Clover turned to the girl standing beside her. Their eyes met, they nodded, and both dashed faster than the speed of sound with their raw physical ability at the man clad in black armor.

Clover's fist instantly collided with Sombra's face; followed by Black's foot slamming against his stomach. Their combined force sent Sombra flying across the Arctic tundra faster than the eye could see. Next, Clover's entire body became cloaked in a golden robe made of raw mana. Kurami added her power to Clovers. She nodded to Black, and what happened next made everyone who was watching from the sidelines tremble in fear.

Black raised her left hand, a black orb formed between her fingertips. She looked towards the crater formed on the side of a mountain to the north with Sombra struggling to break free from. She took a deep breath, let the orb fly towards Sombra, and slapped her hands together.

And when the orb got into position, she shouted, "CATASTROPHIC PLANETARY ANNIHILATION!"

The mountains that once separated Paradicia from Equestria were no more, and Equestria gained a second moon at that moment.

What does one do with an extremely horny maid who doesn't understand the meaning of self-control or shame? That is today's question, and frankly. I have no idea how to answer it. Innocence is someone whom I'd never thought I would ever encounter in my life. She's the very definition of a compulsive hypersexual nymphomaniac! Seriously, she wouldn't stop masturbating while we toured my new home! Speaking of which—What the fuck is up with this place?!

I found so many notes left behind by Hylia all over the mansion. Some of them contained useful knowledge about certain rooms and how they functioned. The others, I swear on my own grave, were there just to fuck with me. Like, this one note I found in the peanut butter pantry, only said, "You're welcome, Butterslut :P!" Another one I found in my literal sex dungeon that said, "I know the future, and I got to say. I'd never think it would be possible for a young girl such as yourself to be capable of stuffing that 34-inch monstrosity all the way in! I mean, I know you used an elasticity spell on yourself, but come on! Even I'm...Scratch that. I had sex with a five-story dragon once a few centuries ago. LIKE MOTHER LIKE DAUGHTER! I'm so proud! <3"

There were many more, but I'm not too comfortable remembering them. They were just, so, wrong! As if I would allow Innocence to be my personal toilet for an entire week! No! Just! No! And don't get me started on the walk-in closet in my bedroom that's filled with sex toys! Does Hylia, Sunset's real mother, think I'm crazy sex-addicted mega-slut or something?! When I meet Hylia, I'm going to slap her stupid face with the dildo sword I found in the closet, while coated in Innocence's love nectar!

Aside from all the asinine things I've found in the mansion, It's quite a comfortable home. There weren't obnoxious signs of wealth all over the place. There is the wonderful scent of maple syrup and books lingering in the air, and it didn't feel empty. Even as I sit in the library on a beanbag chair, reading the basics on Mana Control. I've never felt so comfortable before. It's like I've always lived in this mansion. I can only describe the sensation as surreal.

Letting out a sigh, I took another look at my personal library. It's a perfect blend of Jay Walker's Ridgefield, Connecticut home, and George Lucas's Lucasfilm Research Library. It somewhat reminds me of the Duke Archives from Dark Souls as well, with all the tomes on every type of magic placed on the shelves. There are over thirty-thousand unique books on magic, and magic alone. I can't help but admire the wonderful collection Hylia left for me.

I don't think I'll be able to finish them all right away, well, not unless I can use the spell Sunset designed to increase her learning and training speed. I can't use her version of the Shadow Clone Jutsu right now. It's a real shame, but I once finish with the basics. I should be able to use her patented, Astral Clones, with ease. 'I still can't believe she created and improved the Shadow Clone Jutsu to such an insane degree. They're basically Wood Clones with similar properties to Madara's Limbo Clones, and they have all the benefits of all three clone variants without the flaws. Suck it Tobirama! You ain't got nothing on Sunset!'

I made it my mission to finish every book inside my personal library. I wanted to learn, to know, everything there is about magic; I wanted to know how to throw fireballs, how to turn myself invisible and give myself a dick for...science reasons. But, for now, I'm stuck reading the basics while also assimilating all of Sunset's knowledge about the topic of Magic. The mixture really sped things up. I only wished the same for my control or lack thereof.

"BOOM!"

"Damn it!" I screamed in frustration. I sent another practice medicine ball into the enchanted ceiling for the tenth time today. Speaking of today, I'm trying to learn telekinesis. It's not going all that well.

"You almost had it, Mistress," Innocence smugly replied. "Would you like to take your frustration on my naked butt?"

Letting out a huff while kicking the practice implement aside, I replied, "No. For the last time. No."

She sighed in dejected disappointment, "One day, your hand is going to turn my ass red, and we both will love every second of it." She handed me my water bottle. "Why don't you take a break? Sir Fancy Pants is going to visit today. I don't think he'll appreciate a sweaty Mistress as much as I do."

"Fine. I almost have the control down for telekinesis anyway. Plus, a shower does sound good. Can you make lunch?" I asked while trying my best to ignore the liquid dripping down Innocence's thighs. 'Where did Hylia found this hypersexual masochistic nymphomaniac? Why couldn't I get someone normal? It's starting to get difficult to hide my own arousal.'

One very cold shower later, I sat in a corner in the same outfit I wore when I left the hospital. It's been a week since I Falcon-Punched Celestia, and from what I've heard; she's made a full recovery. Though she has yet to talk to me again or send her goons to eliminate me, I'm not going to put by guard down around her. Then again, if Hylia says Fancy Pants and his wife is trustworthy. I can possibly ask them for help with several things that I'll need in the future. After all, I have several promises to keep, and they will need several things before I can go about honoring them.

Innocence served me a cup of coffee while I waited in my restaurant-sized gazeebo. It had everything from a fridge to a barbeque, even a completely filled cooler of cola! I don't know whether or not to be scared about how much Hylia knew about me. It's starting to get too "stalkery" for my liking. However, she did make my new home as comfortable as possible. So, I won't fault her for that.

Taking a sip from of coffee from a mug that said, "I hate clothing that covers my stomach," a noticed a man wearing a three-piece suit, had stylish blue hair, a monocle, and he sported a bitchen' mustache. 'Huh, he's not wearing that stupid crystal on his forehead. Neat.' Accompanying him is a dangerously sexy woman wearing a white one-piece dress that barely covered her D-cup breasts, and it opened up all the way to her stomach along her left leg; revealing her black-lace g-string if one looked close enough. 'I'm starting to see a pattern when it comes to women's fashion. They all are extremely revealing.'

Lust, (my other maid who was the exact opposite of Innocence), was the one leading them to me. When they got close enough for me to see their eye color, my head started to...feel...funny....

"...Why, hello there little one! How may I help you this rather cold evening?" spoke a posh individual standing in the doorway of a giant mansion. A little girl wearing dirty, hand-me-down clothing, shivered in place with a shovel in her hands, looked up at him with a weak smile.

"C-Can I s-shovel your s-s-sidewalk for some m-m-money?" her teeth chattered. "I-I won't take l-long. P-promise!"

The man stared at her with soft eyes. He looked over at his one-kilometer long driveway for a moment, then to the small shovel that she must have found in a garbage can somewhere. His heart hurt at the sight of such a brave little girl trying to make ends meet for herself on Hearths Warming of all days.

He could easily have his servants to the job since it's part of their paygrade, but they are all at their own homes for the holidays, but something told him that this bacon-haired girl with glowing aquamarine eyes was special. Thus, he came up with a better idea than allow her to suffer in the cold.

"What's your name little one?" he asked while reaching into his wallet. The little girl shuffled in place nervously.

"S-Sunset Shimmer!" she replied honestly.

"Sunset Shimmer. That's a beautiful name," the man beamed before handing her a few hundred Bits. "Here, a cute little girl like yourself shouldn't be out working in the cold. You should be with family." The fire in Sunset's eyes died at the mention of the word "family."

"I-I don't have a family," she whispered sullenly. The man felt a knife stab his heart when he heard those words.

"I see," he sighed. "Well, would you like to stay here for the holidays? I know my wife would love to have some female company."

She shook her head, "I can't stay, but thank's for the offer, Mr...Um?"

"Oh, pardon my manners. My name is Fancy of the Pants'y, my little lady," he responded with an over-exaggerated bow.

"Hehe, nice to meet you," she giggled at his silly name.

The memory ended with a lot less pain than before, also with a lot more shaking. When I opened my eyes, Innocence and Lust were both looming over my body while my guests were watching on with worry. I blinked, trying to figure out what they were saying. The ability to hear tended to take a bit longer to reactivate, but, for once, I wish it didn't.

"Is she going to be alright?" Fleur De Lis asked warily.

Innocence nodded, "Yes, she will be once she takes a drink of my fruity vaginal juice I saved up for her! Not only that, but all the aphrodisiacs I spiked inside it will definitely light her body on fire! She won't be able to stay asleep after drinking my homemade Elixir of Youth!"

Fancy Pants turned to the less insane maid for answers, "Do you know what happened to my little friend?"

"She underwent a Memory Relapse," Lust replied in monotone. "It wasn't her first one either. She had quite a few of them during the week, but don't worry. Hylia told us that Sunset shouldn't suffer from them for long. Once she can use magic properly again, she can fix it herself."

"Why is she having problems with her memories in the first place?" Fancy Pants asked, and that's where I decided to interject.

"Because I did something stupid when I returned to this plane of existence," I groaned out my reply, which wasn't a lie when you think about it. "But that's all in the past." Sitting back up from my awkward resting position, I took another swig of my coffee. Thankfully, it was still warm.

"Ah, it's good to see you, my little friend!" Fancy smiled. Fleur also looked quite relieved. Fancy's smiled instantly turned into a frown a second later. "Although it pains me to tell you this, our meeting must be short. Celestia has invited you to the castle later today, and she has several dignitaries begging to meet you. Plus, from what I hear. She plans on having you do a little battle with her current prized pupil, Twilight Sparkle, for some twisted reason despite your rather "extreme" reaction to her presence back in the hospital. Thus, I came here to warn you ahead of time."

I blinked dumbly for a second before his words finally sunk in.

"Fuck."

Author's Note

Here's a little chapter. The next one will be much longer. Also, backstory!