The Time I was Reincarnated as a Dragon

“Now that we covered the basics of theoretical magic physics, we can now move on to magic on a subatomic level,” Twilight eagerly said as she started to draw a new diagram on her chalkboard. All the while, I was sitting on a wooden stool debating if I should pretend to die or learn how to sleep with my eyes open.

‘How did I end up in this mess?.....Oh wait, now I remember.’ To understand how I got here, we need to rewind the clock to about two and half months ago.

It was a few days after being turned into a cat, turning back to normal, and Fluttershy bailing out her brother. When he tried to blame me, or more specially cat me, for him being sent to jail, I gave Fluttershy the full story, from the moment I woke up as a cat due to the effects of poison joke, to how Zephyr Breeze barged in and took over the place. And how the motherfucker ate my pie that Applejack made for me and locked me away. Needless to say, she was surprisingly pissed off, she gave her brother an earful, and made him pay Applejack to make me three more pies. Revenge never tasted so good.

But back to how I got into this mess. Fluttershy and her friends were having a picnic and decided to invite me along. Not wanting to be rude, I accepted and tagged along. It was really fun too. We ate good food, played some games, and had a good time. Although I sometimes caught glimpses of Rainbow Dash glaring at me. I wasn’t sure if she was mad or if it was something else, so I decided to ignore it and pay it no mind. This is around when things would change for me.

While we were all playing a game of charades, Spike offered me some “snacks” that he brought along. I wasn’t paying attention as I was trying to guess what Pinkie Pie was trying to mime out. That mare sure can move her body in ways I never knew a pony could. I reached into the bowl, and without even thinking, put the “snack” into my mouth to bite down on it. The moment I bit down, a shock of pain shot through my mouth, causing me to spit out the hard object. Turns out Spike was holding a bowl of gemstones. I rolled on the ground, clutching my jaw as the pain surged through my mouth. Thankfully, Twilight had a spell to help numb the pain till it disappeared. I wanted to yell at Spike for his bad joke, but then I remembered that the dragons of this world liked to eat gemstones. So my anger quickly disappeared and I was left to clutch my jaw, rubbing it till the pain finally went away.

When the pain was gone and I could talk without hurting myself, Twilight asked what had happened. We talked and I brought it to the group’s attention that the dragons from the “How to Train Your Dragon” universe didn’t eat gemstones. Or, at least not the Night Fury. This got Twilight excited as she sent a letter to the princesses telling them of this new development, and no sooner did she send the letter did she get one back shortly after. The princesses had wanted me to come back to Canterlot for something important. To make a long story short, they called me back to see if they could use their combined magic to alter my body one last time, so that my biology would be that of both the Night Fury and like the dragons here in Equestria.

The spell was a success, and I could now do things that the dragons of this world could do. Celestia and Luna warned me about certain things, like if I ever got greedy, it could corrupt me. But that was a warning for young dragons who didn’t know better, and while I’m not sure how old I am in dragon years, I know mentally I have the mind of an adult.

However, now that I possessed some new and unique abilities, Celestia thought it was time for me to finally undergo my teachings with Twilight and learn all I can about magic and this world. I honestly didn’t mind the idea. I mean, you would think learning about a world filled with magic and mythical creatures would be like reading a fantasy book, like The Hobbit, or Harry Potter, right?

Wrong. So very, very wrong.

Somehow, some way, Twilight has managed to suck the fun out of what could have been a magical learning experience and turned it into a college lecture. It was taking all of my willpower to not pass out and fall asleep on the stool. Bless her heart for trying to help me learn about magic, but for the love of what deity exists in this world, make it stop!

We covered subjects such as Equestrian history, politics, economy, and a whole variety of topics I’m not sure I’ll remember after today. The only reason we are going over these subjects was mainly due to the fact that, as a Duke, I’d eventually need to use some of this knowledge to better myself for Equestria.

We did manage to go over some fun topics, such as whether or not I have my own kind of magic. The reason being is when I had summoned that lighting bolt against the colossal dragon. I had guessed that only happened because of the fact that I’m a Night Fury, and in the third movie, Toothless did the same. But the princesses said that while Toothless did call the bolt of lighting in that one scene, he never used it to fire it as a weapon. That ended up with me having a bunch of questions I had yet to ask myself. Could I turn invisible in a storm like Toothless? Do I really have my own unique magic I could use, and what could it be?

“Noir?” I was snapped out of my daydreaming when I heard Twilight call out. “Are you okay?”

“Oh yeah, I’m fine. Sorry. Just lost in thought over all this amazing material we are covering,” I lied, trying to avoid her figuring out that I was too bored to pay attention.

She smiled as she set down the chalk in her magic. “I know. Sometimes I get so caught up in a lecture that I tune out everything else around me. But how about we take a break? I think Spike is making some tea and cookies for us. We can continue after we have some. Does that sound good to you, Noir?”

“Yes, that would be nice.” It was kinda weird being called Noir again, but at the same time, it also felt natural.

It’s funny how my nickname spread around to the rest of Ponyville. One day while Fluttershy, her friends, and I were all hanging out at Sugarcube Corner, we were all sitting together when Fluttershy wanted to be “bold”, as she put it, and called me by my nickname in front of her friends. One thing led to another, and suddenly, everyone started to call me by my nickname. I think it has to do with how this world’s names sound unique and match the ponies’ talents or features. Johann was considered an odd and strange name to these ponies, but Noir sounded more natural to them and even stuck better. So I decided to stick with it and didn’t bother to correct anyone. I even told the princesses, and they decided to inform the guard as well as other important figures. I guess I should have picked Noir as my new name when I was given the choice by then. Oh well. Live and learn, as they say.

A moment later, both Spike and Twilight came back into the room. Twilight held some glasses and a pitcher of milk in her magic while Spike was holding a plate of cookies in each hand and balancing one on the edge of his tail. I gotta say that Spike is a dragon of many talents. When you think he couldn’t surprise you, BAM!! He does something else. I reached out my paws and took the two plates in his hands and set them down on a nearby table. He was going to reach back for the third plate when his cheeks suddenly puffed up and he looked like he was going to vomit. I wasn’t sure what to do other than grab a little trash bin that was next to the chalkboard and bring it over to him. But just as I brought it close, he let out a loud burp of green flames. The flames danced in the air for a moment before turning, to my surprise, into a scroll that was wrapped with a red ribbon and stamped with a gold seal.

Before I could ask what it was, Twilight picked it up in her magic and read the scroll’s cover. “It’s from the princesses.” She read to see who it was for when her eyes widened. “It’s addressed to you, Noir.”

“Me?” That caught me by surprise.

Twilight nodded. “Yes. Did you want me to read it for you?” I was still learning to read this world’s language, and I was getting pretty good when it came to smaller, more common words. But given that this was a letter from the princesses, I didn’t want to risk misreading it. She broke the seal and unrolled the scroll as she began to read it. Both Spike and I watched as Twilight’s eyes shifted from side to side before she looked back up at me. “The princesses wish for you to come to the castle to discuss important matters, of which relates to you being a duke. I guess it must be official business.”

This is honestly the first time since the title was given to me that the princesses had actually called upon me to speak in person. Whatever they need from me, it no doubt has to be important matters. “I guess I should head out then. Hey, Twi, think you can let Fluttershy know for me? I would tell her right now, but I think she is still over in Cloudsdale visiting her parents.”

She smiled and nodded. “Sure thing. When she gets back, I’ll be sure to tell her what’s going on. You better get going. It’s best not to keep the princesses waiting long.”

With no reason to disagree, I turned to face the door, only to see Spike standing in front of me with what looked like a box wrapped in a cloth. “Here, I wrapped some cookies up for you to take and share with the princesses.” Twilight used her magic to summon up a satchel that Rarity had custom made for me and placed the box inside.

I couldn’t help but smile as I slipped on the satchel and moved a paw to rub the top of his head, getting a chuckle out of him. “Thanks, little bro. I really appreciate it. And I’m sure Celestia and Luna will enjoy them too.” He playful batted away my paw, taking that as my cue to head out. “I’ll see you guys later.” They waved as I walked out the door and stretched my wings to take off.

After about a good thirty minutes of flying, I was finally over the vast city of Canterlot. Over these last few months, I would regularly visit the city, mostly to visit Celestia and Luna. Other times was to make a good impression amongst some of the members of nobility, some of which had their noses turned so high that if they just stretched back far enough, they could brownnose themselves. But that’s not to say there aren’t some good nobles. Two of which are a stallion by the name of Fancy Pants, who despite his name, never wore any pants. The second was his wife Fleur de Lis. She is a well-known model throughout Equestria. But despite being some of the wealthiest and well-known ponies amongst the nobles, they were really down to earth. They seemed like genuine nice peo-er ponies. I had a good time talking with them both, and they offered to help me make good connections in the event I should have need of them.

But back to today, I couldn’t help wondering what it was that the princesses needed me to come down for. As mentioned before, this is the first time they had taken the time to summon me to the castle. Could this be something that requires my status as a duke to come into play, or was I overthinking it?

As I touched down at the front of the castle, the guards stationed at the gate smiled as they pushed open the doors and bowed. “Good evening, fellas. Hey, Copper Compass, how are the wife and kids doing?”

The stallion on the right beamed with joy as he removed his helmet. “They are doing good; Atlas Star really appreciated those tickets you got us to the planetarium for his birthday.” He placed his helmet down as he gave me a hoof bump.

I had met him a few months back. In fact, he was one of the guards who I talked to when I helped that one family fund for a new home. I met him again three weeks later when I was visiting Celestia and Luna. One thing led to another and he brought me to his home to meet his family. A lovely mare by the name of Star Map, and their colt, Atlas Star. He was kind of excited when he saw me, seeing as I was the first dragon he had ever seen, or at least the first friendly dragon. I found out that his birthday was approaching, but his parents couldn’t do anything for his birthday. The reason being they gave their money to a family member who needed it to help rebuild parts of their home from the attack on Canterlot. But little Atlas didn’t mind since it was his idea to give up the money to help them. I couldn’t help but be amazed by the selfless act by this little colt that I asked him what he had wanted for his birthday.

He had mentioned wanting to go to a planetarium that had the state-of-the-art telescope and models in all of Equestria. Without giving it much thought, I told them that I’d pay for the trip. The look of shock on their faces still makes me laugh to this day, especially when little Atlas tackle-hugged me, saying thank you over a million times. From then on, I became a good friend of the family and would visit sometimes.

I turned to the stallion on the left. “And Feather Wind, when are you gonna nut up and ask that barista out? You know it’s not polite to keep a mare waiting.”

Said stallion’s face burned a bright red as he slugged me in the shoulder, looking embarrassed. “I told you guys I will ask her out when the time is right.”

Both me and Copper chuckled as Feather Wind pouted and turned his head away. “Come on dude, you know we are just teasing.” I draped a wing around the pouty stallion and pulled him closer. “Look man, all you gotta do is show some confidence. Mares love a confident stallion, and I’d bet my wings she’s just waiting for the day when you ask her out.”

Feather blushed even harder as he tried to look away. I met him through Copper Compass when I came to visit one day. We were hanging out when Feather Wind insisted we take a coffee break at a Café, which I found odd since we had passed three before we got to the one he had us go into. It was only when we got inside did Copper and I find out why he was so intent on going inside. At the counter was a mare with a light mocha fur and golden blonde mane. I’ve honestly yet to find mares attractive like most stallions have, but I could confidently say that the mare at the counter was beautiful.

I took a glance at Feather Wind and could see literal hearts in his eyes as he was making goo goo eyes at the mare at the counter. But the moment she turned to look in our direction, he snapped out of it and hid behind us.

Right away, I knew what was up. I had been in this same position before myself once. We entered the café and ordered some beverages as if nothing was happening. The mare at the counter was named Mocha Swirl. She greeted us warmly and even smiled when she saw Feather Wind trying to casually hide behind me. I shrunk to the size of a normal pony so the mare could see him easier. He turned into a dribbling mess and bolted out of the café, leaving me and Copper to enjoy our drinks.

I decided to check on something and asked Mocha if she liked him. Without hesitation, she says she did and was waiting for him to ask her out since she knew that he liked her. So being the bro that I was, I’ve tried to pep talk the poor guy into asking her out. And every time, he would wuss out or give some half-baked excuse. I wasn’t planning on giving up, at least not without one last trick up my sleeve…well, if I had sleeves.

I gave Copper a nod, which returned as I set my final trick in motion. “Well, about that,” I said in a worried tone, which got Feather Wind’s attention. “See, just the other day, Copper and I paid a visit to that café to get a drink. But when we got there, we saw that some stallion was already talking to her.” His eyes went wide as he was getting an idea on what was going to come next. “She was smiling a lot and even laughed a few times. Right, Copper?”

Copper, who adopted a fake sad look, nodded. “Yes sir. The guy even pulled out a bouquet of roses for her. She looked really happy. And I think I heard something about him swinging by tomorrow to see her again.”

Feather’s face started to pale as he gulped nervously. “Y-you don’t think h-he’s gonna ask her out, do ya?”

Copper and I both shrugged. “Maybe. She is a beautiful mare after all. She might say yes if he does.”

“How do you know?” he asked, sounding a bit more panicked.

Time to play the final card. “Well, she is single. That stallion looks like he could charm her with his looks, and it’s not like she has any other options to choose from. She’ll most likely say yes and give him a chance, and if all goes well, she’ll end up being his marefriend.”

That was the final push as poor Feather Wind’s eyes rolled back and he passed out. It was an underhanded move, but one that could very possibly happen if something doesn’t change. Copper had a bucket of water on hoof, dumping it on the knocked-out stallion, who jumped to his hooves and spat water out. “What am I gonna do!?” he shouted in a panicked tone. “My shift doesn’t end for another seven hours, and the café will be closed by then!”

This was the perfect time to put my title to good use again. I gave Copper a nudge, which he took as his cue to pull a letter I had Spike write for just this occasion and had Copper hold onto for me.. “Okay, here is what you’re gonna do.” I passed him the letter that had my seal (it was a stamp of a night fury, custom made by the princesses) stamped on it. “I was meant to deliver this to the café for an important matter, but I haven’t had the time to deliver it. As a duke, I shall assign this task to you.” I gave him a playful wink as I slipped the envelope into a satchel that Copper placed on Feather’s shoulder. “Can I trust you to deliver it?”

Feather Wind puffed his chest out and gave me a salute. “You can count on me, sir!” Afterwards, he spread his wings and took off in the direction of the café like a bullet.

“So, what was that important letter you had him deliver?” Copper nudged my shoulder with a smug look. “I can tell it has nothing to do with anything as important as a duke would need to be concerned with.”

I smirked back as I turned to head into the castle. “A love confession written to seem like Feather Wind wrote it, and two reservations to one of Canterlot’s finest restaurants with any expenses paid by yours truly.”

I could hear Copper start to chuckle as I made my way to the front door. “Boy, I wish I could see the look on his face when he delivers that letter,” he called out before returning to his post.

“Me too.” I agreed as I entered the castle.

As I walked down the corridors of the castle, I nodded and said my hello to the castle staff, all of which were returned in kind.

The staff had gotten to know me fairly well due to not only aiding the battle against the colossal dragon, but by how I treat them better than any other nobles they would have to deal with. This makes me a welcomed guest whenever I’m in the castle, which makes me feel a bit more at ease when inside the castle of the princesses who run this kingdom.

But this of course pissed off the other nobles whenever I do end up coming to Canterlot. Due to my rank, I’m actually a step above them. Not only that, but this title gives me the opportunity to try and court the princesses. As far as I know, there are no other ponies in Equestria with the same rank and title as myself. Before, it was a matter of trying to impress the princesses with their wealth or social standings. The nobles were playing a game to see who could achieve enough wealth and power to be worthy of gaining one of the princess's attention, but with me now thrown into the mix, I have my own issues.

Some nobles see me as an obstacle in their way of living the royal life. Others see me as a stepping stone to get closer to their goal, meaning whenever I’m in town, some noble will either A: try and intimidate me to visit the princesses less, or B: bribe me to try and get in good with the princesses. None of whichever works, but it’s fun to see them squirm like leeches.

In all honesty, they are wasting their time. I have no interest in pursuing the princesses, and I can say for sure they are not interested in me at all. I know this to be a fact for Celestia; on one of my visits to the castle, I got lost and ended up walking in on her as she and a unicorn stallion were locking lips in her royal bed chambers. I never thought Celestia’s whole face could flush red; she was redder than Big Mac’s fur.

Despite how I said the royals were pining for the chance with the princesses, it never occurred to me that the princesses would be the ones seeking out relationships with those who weren’t nobles. I should have guessed since I’ve seen enough Disney movies where a royal would fall in love with someone who isn’t.

It was funny how she and the guard known as Silver Spear tried to explain to me they were only practicing CPR. Yeah, I don’t think CPR required Celestia to straddle the stallion while sucking on his lips and moaning into them.

Naturally, I promised to keep this a secret. I never had any intentions of telling anyone anyway, but we all still had a laugh about it.

At the time, the guards treated her as though one false move would have them banished to the moon to a point that the whole stoic attitude they wore was but a means to not offend her or make any mistakes. Apparently, Celestia was having an off day and she felt rather lonely, and due to her position, there were very few she could consider a friend.

That is, until one guard decided to do what no other guard would be foolish or brave enough to do, and that was talk to a princess as though she was a normal mare. This shocked Celestia, but it also gave her hope; hope that she could have a friend. But that friendship blossomed into something much more over the years. To the public, Silver Spear was a good guard that Princess Celestia could rely on, but behind closed doors or where nopony could see, they were so much more. This is a secret that she only recently told Luna when she saw a certain dream of Celestia’s, so only she and I know of Celestia’s secret.

Speaking of Luna. As for our own relationship, that’s a different story altogether.

It all started about a month after being back in Ponyville. I was having a nightmare of my days back in the arena, and she came to put a stop to it. It surprised me that Luna has the power to travel within the realm of dreams and the many things that can be done within said realm.

When she told me that I was now in full control of my dreamscape, thanks to her being there, I was able to take the form of my human self. It felt weird to have fingers and no wings or tail, but it was a welcomed feeling. But that was only the tip of the iceberg. Within the dream realm, one can alter the very void to anything one’s imagination could come up with. I could revisit memories and places, I could be anything I wish, and it all felt so real.

It was during these times when Luna had time to spare that she would visit me, and we would talk like normal ponies would. This was a breath of fresh air for her since, much like her sister, she too has the same problems, if not worse when it comes to finding true friends. Luna is more out of touch with the world due to her one thousand year banishment.

To compare the two princesses would be like so. Celestia would give off a motherly sort of tone, in which one would feel at ease with her around and try to gain her attention from others, yet at the same time, like a mother, they fear to disappoint her. Now with Luna, it’s hard to explain. Back in the day, the princesses were very formal and spoke like those from medieval times, which unfortunately didn’t hold up after a thousand years. But she is somehow more approachable than Celestia; she was more like an older sister. She wasn’t afraid to speak her mind and tell you the straight truth, unlike her sister, who wouldn’t dream of hurting anypony’s feelings.

With all that said, Luna found the night where she could explore my dreams to be the most fun, according to her. When in my dreams, we do certain things, such as visiting fond memories, or visiting places that I had experienced during my past life. We would travel to cities I had been to on vacation, watch movies that I had seen so many times that I knew them all by heart.

But there was one memory that I regretted showing her that I can never take back. A memory in which that changed my life forever.

While sifting through my memories, Luna had stopped me when she saw my past self, acting very excited. It took me a moment to realize just which memory we were seeing, but when I did recognize it, I felt nostalgic. It was the memory of when Kingdom Hearts 3 had finally come out, and I had just gotten back from GameStop at around midnight to pick up my copy. Around this time, she had asked me what video games were, for she had seen them plenty of times in both my dreams and movies from my world. One thing led to another, and soon, Luna was learning and playing video games inside my dreams.

This was my greatest mistake.

Luna had become hooked on video games, and she was going crazy over them. Somehow, some way, she found a way to bring the following to Equestria: an Xbox one, a PS4, a 3DS, and a Switch, along with a mountain of video games for them. And if that wasn’t enough, she found a way to get Wi-Fi that connected to my world. Her gamer tag is MoonButt69. She had no idea what the number 69 meant and that it was a suggestion from Celestia, saying all the cool fillies used that number. It took every ounce of willpower for me to not die laughing when Luna eventually found out what the number actually meant, and she chased Celestia all across Equestria for an entire day.

All that being said, there isn’t anything romantic going on between me and the princesses, and I highly doubt that anything of such nature would even be a possibility.

Soon, I reached the large double doors that led to the throne room. The two solar unicorn guards nodded their heads in a semi bow before using their magic to open the door. “Duke Johann is here, Your Majesties,” the guard on the left announced as I walked in before the doors suddenly slammed behind me.

Before I could ask what was going on, I noticed something…odd.

For starters, both princesses were laying on a large, round cushion in the middle of the room. Second, both princesses are wearing socks: light blue for Luna and pink for Celestia. To people back home, that doesn’t have much meaning, but here in Equestria, where ponies wore very little or no clothing at all, it has a much more…significant meaning. To make it simple, they can sometimes be the equivalent to lingerie. And this brings me to the third and final odd thing I’m noticing…they are giving me bedroom eyes………

‘Oh, I have a very bad feeling about this.’