“Are you sure you have to go?” Nightmare Moon said while hugging Twilight, a long hug while she looked over at her, Applejack, and Spike. The way she looked at Spike, it was clear she knew about last night, even if Spike wasn’t sure what happened last night. A suspicion that he might have gotten a hand-job from the succubus sister.

“Yeah, we need to get home, work and all. But we’ll send you a date for the wedding and where it’ll be.” Twilight smiled as she grabbed Spike’s hand. Applejack stood there, looking more refreshed than she was the other night. Spike wondered if last night had happened or if it had been his imagination. Spike decided to leave it be for the time being. They walked through the portal that Discord had created, transferring them back into Spike’s Apartment. Spike gasped while looking around, finding himself shocked to be home already.

Applejack looked around as she touched one of the light switches.

“So this is the twenty-first century, Not that impressive.” She mumbled while turning the light on. As she saw the illumination, Spike saw a flash of surprise.

“Hmm, light inside, and no need for fire, good to know.” Spike rolled his eyes while going around and putting some of his stuff up.

“I’m heading into the shower, no offense but the water down there is hot as well, you get the idea. So I’m gonna cool down, babe. I just hope I don’t need to clean up the mess.”

“No worry, save some of the hot water for me.” Twilight smiled while she bounced onto the couch. Applejack tilted her head, looking out the window, seeing the modern world. Spike nodded as he began heading to the shower, Applejack looking over,

“So did you marry some rich cook or something cause He isn’t heading out?”

“Oh, sis, the modern day is quite something; trust me,” Twilight said while she patted her sister's shoulder. Their voices faded as he went to the bathroom, hoping he wouldn’t need to clean anything up. Though when he walked in, he prepared a terrible smell. Imagine the dry goat blood left behind after Twilight sacrificed the goat. Yet Looking around, the bathroom looked clean. He tilted his head, more surprised.

“Well, thanks, Satan; I mean, at least everything cleaned up.” Spike snorted at what he said and realized his mom heard him say that. She might have smacked him over the head just for that. Even then, he realized he needed to call his mom to tell her he would be marrying something. That was a whole new phone call.

“Ok, shower first, then call mom.” Spike jumped into the shower letting the hot water pour onto him. Somehow after being down in hell, it felt fantastic. Yet he didn’t mind. It felt right; It feels so good. Spike thought while he began washing his body. Closing his eyes, scrubbing his body down. He was starting to feel clean as he let the last few days wash away from him. The world is like a blur. The steam surrounded the room while taking his time.

He rashed his cock slowly, letting his fingers wrap around the sensitive member. As he grunted. He slathered shampoo while he let the water hit his firm chest. It was one of those things that he enjoyed. A moment away from the world and everyone.

“So this is my life?” He said out loud to himself, wondering what would happen next.

Spike eventually got out of the shower and returned to the living room dressed while the two Succubus watched television. Luke noticed they were watching tv. Applejack watched it more surprised. Not able to look away, she pointed over.

“A black man is drinking from the same water fountain as a white woman; when did this happen?” Spike raised an eyebrow at that as he had to remind himself she was from the civil war.

“Listen, the world has changed. Black people have the same rights as white people. Heck, one even became president of the united states.” Spike watched her while she had a surprised look.

“Well, good for them; that’s quite shocking.” Applejack’s mouth dropped, “What’s next? Are gay people able to marry? Cause that would be neat.” Spike had to fight the urge to snort while shaking his head.

“You’ll be surprised how much the world changed there, Applejack, and it’s shocking and will blow your mind away,” Spike smirked when he heard his phone ringing. Applejack suddenly reached over, pulling her six-shooter out, while Spike raised his hand.

“Hey, listen there! It's just a phone. No need to shoot it.” He spoke out while he reached around, grabbing a hand ready to answer it. Keeping his eyes on the woman while he answered it.

“This is Spike Draco; who’s this?” Spike said, his eyes on the two girls, Applejack pulling the trigger back as she let the gun fall.

“Spike, it’s Grace; I need you to come to the office when you have time. It’s about the new manuscripts.” Grace sounded far more concerned than she usually did. Spike wasn’t used to this as he nodded,

“You got it, Grace, and I’ll be down there as soon as possible.” Spike quickly hung the phone as he looked back at the girls,

“It’s Grace. I got to get back to the office.” Spike cursed under his breath while he went over to grab his jacket.

“I’ll keep an eye on Applejack, teach her a few things about the modern day, catch her up.”

“Sounds like a plan. I’ll get back here as soon as possible.” Spike grabbed his truck keys and went towards the door. He couldn’t help but pray she never found FOX new’s last thing he needed to do was deal with that.

“I owe you one, Twilight!” Spike called out halfway through the door while Twilight giggled.

“You owe me more than one buster.” She licked her lips as she imagined taking those favors from him sooner or later. At the same time, she looked back at her sister with a simple smirk.

-000-

When Spike left, it was just the two succubi, and Twilight was sitting there for a long moment as she looked back at her sister. This was the first time in nearly a century. She wasn’t even sure what to say to her sister as she looked over.

“Hey, let’s get you out of those clothes; I bet they’re a little hot.” She pulled herself up while Applejack looked over,

“Why should I? They fit and feel good. Besides, we’re demons, and The heat doesn’t bother me.”

“Yeah, well, no one wears clothes like that anymore, and the world has changed, and I mean a lot. Stuff like that isn’t appropriate.”

“The fuck do you mean?” Twilight let out a long sigh as she realized this would be a long day.

“Alright, just, for the sake of argument, let's get something more comfortable and let scratchy trust me. You’ll feel like you're in heaven when you try out a cotton t-shirt.”

“Fine, but you better not be lying to me. Sis, you know I hate liars.”

“Trust me, sis, you’ll love these, and they’ll show off your great body.” Twilight tried to laugh but pulled her off to the bedroom as she imagined getting her in something more comfortable.

“So, Twilight, what's happened since I was locked away? Get any more wars?”

“Well, from what Spike’s told me, there were a whole two world wars, and one was lead by Hitler.”

“Who’s Hitler?”

“A nonmagical Voldemort,” Twilight said while she handed her sister a T-shirt that read, Boobies make me smile! It was black with Pink text. Applejack looked at it for a minute, judging while she put it on, not complaining.

“So, who the fuck’s A Voldemort?” Applejack muttered while taking her pants off. Twilight raised an eyebrow as she rolled her shoulder,

“You know he never told me, and I’ll have to ask him about that one day.” Applejack shrugged while she saw the pants thrown at her, a little big for her, but she placed them on.

“Well, I’ll have to learn quick don’t need to get caught with my knickers down. So anything else?” Applejack said when they heard the doorbell ringing. Applejack looked around, ready to grab her gun when Twilight grabbed her shoulder.

“It’s just the doorbell, don’t worry about it. Nothing is going to happen.”

-000-

Spike parks his truck off to the side as he begins his way toward the office. Crossing the road, avoiding the traffic as he looked around. Passing by the people walking around the large building, he headed straight towards the elevator. People were walking around as he slipped inside.

The large building was quite a sight, one of the more popular publishing companies for romance writers; they were the best for quality, especially picking out the top writers around the united states and Canada. There was no denying that working here was quite an honor.

Heading the elevator, Spike saw his boss, Grace, as most would refer to her, as Miss. Harshwhinny. Miss. Harshwhinny is a woman you dared not trifle with; she might have been a pretty face. But Spike, in his five years of working here, had seen the woman cause a grown man to cry and fall to his knees with little more than a conversation.

She’s proven to be one of the bests. Heck, Spike remembered when a writer had brought in fifty shades of Grey; she looked at the first five pages of the manuscript, walked it towards a window, and tossed the thing out the window, calling it absolute garbage.

Even when it hit the charts as the New York Times best-seller, she didn’t blink an eye at it or regret it. She just laughed and went back to work. The intern who brought her the manuscript got demoted to delivering mail. Spike had honestly imagined he might have shared the same fate, being the nail to his boss's hammer.

“Mr.Draco, I requite you up in my office. Right now.” Spike nodded. Soon his walk turned into a jog as he ran into the elevator. Her voice is tough and strong as she is around a group of people. It was only them as they stood there. Yet Grace kept that strong demeanor, her glasses perched while she adjusted them. The elevators closed behind them as they stood there while the music played awkwardly.

“So, what's going on with the Manuscript?” Spike asked while looking back at his boss.

“Well, there are a few problems, but also trying to communicate with the writers has been difficult, so I figured getting ahold of you to talk to him will be better, cause you know.”

“Cause they’re being stubborn.”

“No, I have no people skills, and you are probably one of the people I can trust to talk to people.” Miss. Harshwhinny said while she stood there holding her hands while she looked back at him.

“How's been your weekend?” She said, seeming to break the more awkward moment.

“Oh, it’s fine. I mean, I met my future in-laws.” Spike said while rubbing the back of his head,

“Oh, how did that go? I remember the first time I met my in-laws, It felt like I went straight to hell, and I suspect his mother was secretly satan. Should have been a sign I should have ran off.”

Spike was nearly stunned as he had to fight the urge not to laugh if Grace knew about who his in-laws were.

“Well, they weren’t that bad, but it could have been worst. Just a hell of a time.” There, Spike wanted to kick himself, realizing he just said a pun.

“Well, that’s good; any other plans for the wedding?” Miss. Harshwhinny asked while they stepped out of the elevator,

“Well, not much still planning some things out, but we’re hoping it’ll be within the next few months, get it over with. Twilight isn’t much for a grand show.” In truth, he had no idea what they were going to do.

“Well, simple girl. I knew I liked her; she is good at her job and gets done. In more than one place.” Hinting at some of the more private time the three of them had. Spike looked around, hoping no one heard as they headed down the halls.

“Might not want to say that too loud around here.” Reminding her that she wanted to keep that side of her quiet.”

“Not like they’ll say anything besides; they know to keep their ears down when I pass by.” She looked back at one of the employees who looked down. Spike just followed along.

“I mean fair, but still, you know how some people get.” He kept a forced smile as they headed straight towards her office. Closing the door behind him, he sighed in relief before turning toward the older woman. She moved over, taking her business coat off, revealing the white button-up shirt as she sat behind the desk.

“So, where’s the guy’s number? I’ll call him up.” He headed towards the desk.

“I’ll hand you his number in a minute, but I want to ask you something?” Spike looked at her for a minute, raising an eyebrow.

“What might that be?” Spike said while watching his boss lean over her desk.

“So when you get married, what are your guy’s plans, move somewhere else? Finding a better job? Leaving me?” there was a hesitation at that last part while she moved her finger in a circle against the table. Spike raised an eyebrow.

“What do you mean by that? We’re going to be a married couple at the very most.” Not adding that they were bound already, but she didn’t know about Twilight’s status as a succubus.

“Yeah, well, it’s not exactly like it means anything. You’ll head off and find another life. You know not since my ex-husband has I found someone quite as interesting as you two.”

Spike nodded, admitting that she had seemed a bit nicer to him and Twilight. But that’s the case.

“Well, it’s not going to change much. You must change Twilight’s last name to Draco when you sign the checks.” He chuckled while Grace didn’t smile at that.

“Yeah, well, I’m just getting older, and honestly. It gets lonely, Lonely on the top. You know there were times I was tempted to call my ex-husband, sure he was lazy, a dick bag, cheated on me with our maid at one point, but he knew how to hold me, hold me on those rough nights when I just wanted to be held,” Grace sniffed looking like she was fighting off the urge to cry. “When you came and well took my advances, it felt good. Like I was wanted and not some old crow. Then just having your Fiance, she made me laugh and a hell of a worker here and in the sheets. It’s like she's not human. I don’t think I can meet someone like you; I mean, It’s hard for me; half the time, I barely get people. It’s just hard for me..”

Grace rubbed her eyes as Spike found his heart hurting. He knew she had issues with her ex-husband and seemed a bit sad on nights. Spike wanted to do more for her. He walked over to the desk. Standing there while he reached down to rub her cheek.

“You know if you talk to Twilight, I’m sure she can make a special arrangement, and She’s a very good woman, and besides,” Spike leaned in and kissed her lips. Their lips met as Grace let out a tiny moan, her hands reaching around and grabbing his cheek. Before eventually pulling away.

“I know Twilight would not want to give up her time with her. Just talk to her; there’s always room for one more in our bed and yours.” Grace looked at him, more surprised but nodded while caressing his cheek. She looked a the door with a long sigh,

“Lock that door there, Spike. Will you? I think we might have to discuss a few more things.” She licked her lips, looking at him like a hungry beast.

“If you want boss, and besides, if the three of us don’t work out, maybe I can ask Twilight to introduce you to a friend of hers. I’m sure she knows a few guys.”

“Well, if they’re as good as what I’m gonna have you do, I might take the offer. But get down here.” She sat down at her desk, clearly having something dirty in mind.

-000-

Twilight walked towards the door. Her heart is pounding while she looks at it. Wondering who it might have been. The last time someone had come over when Spike had left resulted in the murderous priest. Who had tried to kill her and possibly Spike’s friends? Such a thing was something she worried about till she looked back towards Applejack, imagining her by her side and her being a queen. She would be able to handle them if they tried.

Twilight reached over to open the door slowly as she prepared. Her hand turned into large claws as she pulled the door open. She would strike at any second when the door fully opened. It was then she saw Sunset and Daring Do. Both of them smiled as Twilight sighed in relief.

“Hey girls, it’s great to see you; um, where have you both been?” Twilight slouched while her hand turned back to normal.

“Where haven’t we been? We’ve been everywhere, girl.” Daring Do said, limping forward. Twilight watched her, raising an eyebrow,

“You ok there, Daring Do?” while watching the succubus Limping forward, Sunset walked to the right behind her,

“Let’s say I’m really getting out of my shell, and Daring Do is helping me. All she did was throw me off the Brooklyn bridge!” Sunset looked absolutely annoyed by this.

“Listen, will you let that go? I’m sorry you’re now able to fly!” Daring Do said while she sat down slowly, letting out a sigh.

“Still didn’t need to drop me off a bridge!” Sunset grunted while she walked inside,

“So, how’s your engagement?” Daring Do said with a slight smirk. While taking a seat, Twilight chuckled,

“Well, it’s clear your not much of a nun anymore, now are you. Glad you're getting out of your shell, and yes, the engagement is going great.” Twilight let out a sigh while she closed the door behind her.

“Well, that’s good, though. Who do you think is going to be your maid of honor?” Sunset said, more curious as she looked back at the older succubus.

“Haven’t decided yet, though that’s probably going to come later if you don’t mind.”

“Hey, just send us an invite, I’m sure I can get me and Our Ex-nun a couple of plus ones, but I’m so planning your bachelorette party, bring on the strippers!”

Twilight snorted as she imagined the Author would be bringing in hookers more than anything. “Fine, but I’m not fucking any of the guys you bring; I’m sticking to Spike.” She rolled her head around while Daring Do tilted her head with an expression that said; You what, mate!

“Oh, relax there; I’ll be screwing people, but that’s with Spike’s ok, we’re a team, simple at that.” She smiled while imagining Spike getting kinky.

“Well, that’s fine, but I couldn’t imagine being stuck to one person forever; I’m as free as an eagle-loving life and having my way with fertile young men.”

“Best-selling author, folks,” Sunset said while rolling her eyes. She got more comfortable while Twilight laughed at the two eyeing each other. Not sure if they wanted to knock the other out or get into bed.

“Who the bloody hell are these, sis?” The southern accent grew while Daring Do and Sunset turned around, seeing Applejack there, her grey hat on, while she looked at them with the boobie makes me smile shirt. It was almost comedic; the serious look on her face only added to it. While Twilight looked back at the others,

“Hey guy, this is my sister Applejack….” She held a hand up while The soldier girl gave them a nod.

“Applejack, your back? I mean, it’s been what? Nearly 200 years ago? what the hell happened to you?”

“Got jump, my ass got shoved into a ring; nice to see you, sis, so you're going by Daring Do now?”

“Yeah, need to adjust to the time, see you still on the whole south thing, might want to drop that times really have changed,” Daring Do said while she leaned back on the couch.

“So I’ve been told.” Applejack said while she looked over to Sunset, “Who’s the short stack?”

“Oh, that’s Sunset; she’s new, used to be a nun, worked for a real nut case, tried to kill Twilight.”

“I see.”

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