Chapters Fattystria and It's "Ponies"
The World of Fattystria
Yeah, a world. Unlike Equestria, which is a country in the canon world (regardless of anthro or feral), Fattystria encompasess the whole of the globe of this Alternative-Universe. This world is full of various creatures, ponies mostly, that are fat and/or are frequently fattened up or inflated, sometimes both. “How did Fattystria come to be?” Some of you might ask. Well it’s simple. Celestia had too much cake.
Seriously.
When she banished Luna (as Nightmare Moon) to the Moon, she briefly spiraled into depression. The only thing that made her feel better was cake. She ate cake at every meal to try to fight the depression of what she did. Pounds piled on until she learned that Luna would be free in a thousand years. She stopped for a time and her weight plateaued...at least until she gave into the cake addiction she unintentionally got herself stuck in.
As the years passed, and the pounds piled, many ponies and other sentient creatures began to notice her weight increase. No one objected to it, due to obvious reasons, and many ponies and creatures adopted this new lifestyle of being large and feeling in charge. So much so, that the generations after the lifestyle changes, everyone had developed minor mutations in their bodies to allow them to be super healthy and active despite being unhealthily fat and gluttonous.
Heck, this DNA change somehow extended to Celestia and Luna, despite being the same ponies they are now as they were then….mostly.
Now, if you are thinking that this also affects the base MLP story from Equestria, be assured that it didn’t. Just imagine the events of the show, except everyone is both Anthro and is Bigger.
Now, for those wanting to get to the “meat” of the story (mainly the fattening, inflating, and fat shenanigans in general), that starts up shortly after the “end of Season 8”, which is when a few unique individuals moved to Ponyville.
Also, Celestia has no plans to retire. How will she get free cake on a daily basis if she does?
Unique Individuals of Fattystria
Blueberry Cobbler: known by most as Blue, this blue unicorn is a former Royal Guard, injured in the great Changeling Invasion. He is a master of inflation magic and has many degrees from Sky Blue's Royal Academy of Inflationary Arts. To which he adjuncts online classes and runs the coffee shop where, after closing, the inflationary coffees and treats come out. He can have a gruff personality and can give a Royal Guard stare to those who are ticking him off. But he's outgoing and friendly to most creatures.Apple Cinnamon: known by most as Cinnamon, or AC by Blue, a unicorn Apple Family member, is a college grad in Agricultural Engineering and helps on the farm when he isn't working at Blue's shop. He keeps a disapproving look at most ponies because, as quoted in Dirty Harry, "He doesn't play favorites, he hates everycreature." Social aspects aside, he is probably the one thing keeping Blue from destroying the coffee shop's reputation.Hambone: eldest of her siblings, she is a massive Earth Pony glutton and part-time streamer. When not streaming...well, she eats, fights, starts problems, sleeps, repeats.Midnight Dasher: middle sibling of his family, is an adventurous unicorn and often searches the world for treasure. (When he's not running his massive transportation business.) When not doing either, he's usually reading in his spare time.Otakas: youngest sibling, he is a nerdy Earth Pony that obsesses over Video Games, Anime, etc. But is also a computer engineer and fixes computers and programs for a living. He also streams with his older sister on occasion, where he often teases her about her weight (as siblings do)...come to think of it, he teases her almost anytime they are in the same room.
Author's Note
Now with that out of the way, I hope you enjoy the silly shenanigans that these and many other ponies and creatures have.
1: Drinks with the Butters
It was a seemingly normal start of the day for Rarity at the Carousel Boutique. She had just finished with her morning rituals of breakfast and personal hygiene and was about to enjoy a day away from her dress commissions and spending time selling her ‘standard’ dresses. Those plans were derailed the second her door opened with a slam.
“RarityRarityRarityRarity!” Yelled and repeated a pink blur as it bounced around the shop, nearly breaking windows and knocking over the various dress stands and mannequins.
“PINKIE PIE!” Rarity bellowed as she used her magic to simultaneously shield the windows, stabilize her merchandise, and catch the ballistic missile of a pink party pony. After she set Pinkie down on her vibrating hooves, the marshmallow white unicorn gave her a glare. “Didn’t I tell you to not do that in my shop!?”
Pinkie stopped vibrating and took a thoughtful pose. “One hundred and fifty-six times,” she said with an oblivious look on her face. “But if you count you asking me that, then that’s one hundred and fifty-seven times.” She gave a smile with a slight ‘squee’ sound.
Rarity took a deep inhale and slowly exhaled while moving her hand in a pushing motion. “You misunderstand my point, but what brings you here this early in the morning?”
“Well a new family moved into Ponyville and I was about to prepare a surprise-yet-not-surprise welcome party for them, but the mother somehow kept me from doing that and wanted a private and more calm get-together with me, one of my friends, and her three adult children while she is off on work,” Pinkie said in one breath.
An awkward silence filled the boutique for a few minutes before Rarity broke it. “So, what gave you the thought to tell me all of this?” She asked.
Pinkie had a brief confused look before it changed to realization. “Oh! It’s because the mother said that her family is a small branch off of the “Butter” Noble Clan, and I thought you would know more about that than me.” Pinkie smiled for a bit, before offhandedly saying, “Also, you are one of the ponies who knows more about the calm get-togethers than I usually do.”
After the first sentence sunk into Rarity’s mind, her eyes began to glitter in excitement. “Then thank the Stars that I decided to dress in my semi-formal, business attire today!” She said, stepping back to allow Pinkie to see the frilly, yet conservative dress she was wearing. In contrast, Pinkie was wearing a short skirt and a pink tank-top that made it difficult to see where the cloth ended and her fur and skin began. “I can look fabulous and professional as we talk with the new family and maybe offer free first-time outfits for her children.”
“Sounds like an idea,” Pinkie said cheerfully as she hopped over to the door. “I’ll see you there in a few minutes, and don’t worry about bringing anything other than yourself...and don’t be thinking dirty.”
“I’ll be there,” Rarity said, before she paused in thought. “Umm, where is the Butter residence?”
“Oh, you remember that mansion that was moved towards the edge of town and enlarged to almost rival Twilight’s Castle?” Pinkie asked, getting a nod from the fashion pony. “That’s the place. See ya! Bye!” The pink party pony exclaimed and vanished in a puff of pink dust.
(A few minutes later)
The two ponies approached the enlarged mansion with a combination of excitement and awe. “You weren’t kidding when you said it almost rivals Twilight’s Castle.” Rarity commented.
“I know,” Pinkie said with a smile as she hopped to the doorbell. With a quick tap, she pressed the doorbell and moved back to Rarity’s side.
A short minute passed before a standard sized door opened from the giant front door of the giant mansion. What greeted them was a light purple unicorn with a darker purple mane and tail. His muzzle shape identified the unicorn as male, and he wore a set of square rimmed glasses, a white t-shirt and denim shorts. “Oh, hi,” the unicorn said a bit shyly. “Mom said we’d be getting visitors...umm, you’re Pinkie Pie, right?” He looked to the pink pony as he asked the question.
“Yeppers Peppers!” She joyfully answered. “And this-” She placed her arm over Rarity’s shoulders. “-Is one of my bestest friends, Rarity.”
“A pleasure to meet you darling,” Rarity said, giving the unicorn a curtsey-bow which got him to blush a bit.
“Yeah, and, umm, I’m Midnight Dasher,” he stumbled out before opening the door a bit wider. “Uh, come in and make yourselves comfortable on the guest chairs. I’ll be right back and with some drinks. We were expecting you, but you showed up bit sooner than expected, and my sister just started a stream a few minutes before you showed up.”
“Ooooh!” Pinkie said, pulling out her phone and tapping the screen a few times. “What’s her channel?”
“It’s BigHamaria8000, but I think it would be better for you to meet her personally rather than just watching her stream,” Midnight said.
“Just a quick note and...there!” Pinkie said as she finished tapping her phone and then put it away and bounced into the mansion with Rarity behind her. “And I know. I just wanted to note the channel so I can watch her streams in the future.”
“Okay,” Midnight said with a small sigh of relief. “Anyway, drinks, umm...yeah, be right back.” He quickly left the entry hall and into the general direction of the kitchen, leaving Pinkie and Rarity to go the opposite direction from him and into the family room.
Upon entering said room, Rarity and Pinkie were shocked at the size of the couch. “My word!” Rarity exclaimed in shock. “That is large enough to be the size of a small apartment!”
“Maybe they just like giant comfy seats for giant guests?” Pinkie suggested as she found a smaller seat across a large coffee table. “I mean, you’ve seen Celestia and Luna. Who’s to say they are the only ones that size or close to it?”
“Pinkie!” Rarity began to reprimand the pink pony. “We don’t talk about a lady’s weight that callously!”
“Don’t say that around Big Sis,” a new male voice said behind her, briefly scaring a short squeal out of her. Turning around, she was met with a golden yellow earth pony with a spikey, pale yellow mane and tail. He was wearing a red t-shirt that said '1Up', and a set of tan, khaki shorts.
Rarity was quick to recover from the scare and moved for him and Midnight to enter with the drinks. Midnight had a tray with 4 differently colored drinks on it, and the earth pony had a soda can-shaped barrel on his back that was as tall as he was and roughly two to three times wider than he was.
“Apologies for the scream, you took me by surprise,” she explained.
“It’s okay,” the earth pony said, with a slight shrug as he set the giant barrel down and then stretched. “Loud noises are common in this house, so much so, that the outer walls and my sister’s room is heavily insulated and soundproofed. Anyway, the name’s Otakas.” He extended a hand out for Rarity to take, which she did and he gently shook it. He then extended it to Pinkie and she did so as well.
“What do you have to drink?” Pinkie asked.
“Well, didn’t know what you wanted, so I just whipped together a few non-alcoholic drinks as soon as I could,” Otakas said, as Midnight set down the tray and grabbed a glass filled with a red drink. “Midnight prefers strawberry juice. I’m more partial to kiwi flavor water. As for you two, I made a pineapple juice drink, while the other is (and I’m not sure what possessed me to do it) watered down pine sap mixed with apple juice.” He pointed to a golden drink and an odd amber and green swirled drink respectively.
“Don’t mind if I do,” Pinkie said, grabbing the amber and green drink while Rarity took the golden one. “And is that for refills?” She pointed to the barrel with the question.
“That’s actually for our land-whale of a sister,” Otakas casually said with a dismissive wave. “And don’t do the ‘lady’s weight’ lecture. She’s far from one and she’s proud of it.”
“Speaking of your sister, why so much secrecy about her?” Rarity asked.
“Well, you see...umm,” Midnight sputtered out in slight embarrassment.
“You’ll find out in three….two….one….” Otakas counted down. After he finished, the house light’s flickered briefly and the house suddenly shook on it’s foundations from a paradoxically shrill, yet deep shout in rage.
“Celestia Damn It, Otakas!” The voice bellowed out, as the ground began to shake and a large shape came into view from the top of the mansion stairs. Rarity’s mouth almost dropped to the floor as she and Pinkie saw a fifteen foot tall, and morbidly obese earth pony walk into view with a round, yet rage filled look on her face. The earth pony was grey with a darker grey mane and tail, and was wearing black clothing and an oddly flexible spiked choker on her neck. “How many times have I told you to not to sabotage my streams, especially when it’s getting good!?”
“More than enough times for you to know it will be inevitable that it’ll happen,” Otakas said, as if he wasn’t being given a death glare from a behemoth of a pony. “By the way, Hambone, I did tell you we would be having guests and not to start a stream until the visit is over or it is clear that the visit isn’t gonna happen today.”
The giant pony, Hambone, kept her glare on the smaller pony before nodding and carefully took a seat next to the two smaller ponies on the couch. “I can’t argue with that explanation, especially since lying isn’t your thing, you stick figure,” She muttered out loud. She took notice of the barrel and gave a near predatory grin toward Otakas. “I see you got out one of the beers for me.”
“Well, I at least had to have something to cool that temper under all that thick blubber, you blimp-butt blubber blob,” he shot back as she lifted the barrel and opened the top off of it.
As the sibling banter continued, Rarity leaned close to Pinkie and whispered, “I’m not sure if I’m enjoying seeing the possibilities of her giant body for what I can do, or if I’m regretting thinking the many ways I could go bankrupt just covering her to begin with.”
Author's Note
Drinks with the Butters
2: Bluberry's Flavor of the Month
Afternoon at Blueberry’s Expansive Coffee and Treats is a time of ‘sweet’ relief for Blueberry Cobbler. With how swamped mornings get, especially since he does that shift solo, getting some relative rest before his special night shift is paradise. Just some time for himself to daydream about the many fattenings, inflations, and berries he’d serve to the clientele who have similar tastes.
“Hey, Blue!” A voice shouted out, pulling the chubby blue unicorn from his daydreaming. He looked up from his private table in one of the main floor’s corners and saw a pale orange, stick of a unicorn giving him a mean glare from behind his round glasses.
With a sigh, Blue adjusted his square glasses and moved from his seat to behind the counter, mentally grumbling how his worker, Apple Cinnamon, is too ‘professional’ at times. “What is it this time, AC?” He asked with a bit of tired snark.
“Get off your fat, lazy butt and help me with this line,” Cinnamon nagged with a scowl as he was typing an order into his register.
Blue glanced at Cinnamon’s ‘line’ before shaking his head in slight disapproval. “AC, you only have two in your ‘line’,” he responded. “And you are just finishing up taking one of their orders.”
“And you know that my tolerance of others is one at a time,” Cinnamon grumbled before finishing at his register and began to move to his coffee station far from the front.
“Which is why I’m going to help,” Blue responded, as he moved to his register. “Not saying I like it, but I’ll do it. Are you this rough with Applebloom when she’s near?”
Without turning, Cinnamon nodded and threw a rude gesture at Blue, getting the chubby unicorn to snort in mild amusement before turning to the customer that moved with him to his register. Said customer was a white pegasus mare in an Expansteel set of Guard Armor.
“Hello, standard patrol decaf?” Blue asked the pegasus.
She shook her head and answered, “No, it’s my day off. I need a bit more flavor.”
“Then, a former guard to a current guard, what’s with the armor?” Blue inquired.
“I’m so used to my armor, that not wearing it is uncomfortable,” she answered while glancing up and down Blue’s chubby body. “And if you’re a former guard, then you must have let yourself go upon leaving the force.”
“Would you believe me if I told you that I was this chubby even during my time in the force and I still work out?” Blue flirted.
“Umm, I would have a hard time believing you,” she said. “I’ll have a Lemon Latte and by the way, my name is Expansive Dawn.”
Blue finished taking down the order and moved to his coffee station, which was closer to the front than Cinnamon’s station. “I’m Blueberry Cobbler, but most people call me Blue.” He began mixing the different coffee beans and flavor syrups in a blender before adding it to the coffee machine’s filter.
“Huh, I heard a bit about your service in the Guard Force,” Dawn said as he worked.
“Like my handsome looks, or my stellar service?” Blue asked as he looked at her with a flirtatious glint in his eye while adding some sugar to a cup.
“More like your shape and your expansive pranks,” she shot at him, getting him to accidentally bump a flavor syrup and spill some of it.
He quickly cleaned up his mess and gave Expansive Dawn an embarrassed smile. “Well, I’ll admit, my pranks were in poor spirit,” He said as he flipped a switch on the coffee machine. “It kept many of my comrades in line when it came to my eating habits and body shape.”
“Were you discharged from the Force because of your pranks?” She asked.
“No, the Canterlot Invasion happened and I was wounded...badly,” Blue answered as the coffee flowed into the pot. “Managed to surprise a good number of the old changelings with my moves despite looking like a fat bum.”
“You are a fat bum!” Cinnamon yelled from his station.
“Private conversation, AC!” Blue shouted back. “You get on me about physical boundaries, I’ll get on you about conversational ones!”
A rude gesture showed itself from around the partition that surrounded Cinnamon’s station before returning to the station. Expansive Dawn looked between Blue and Cinnamon’s station. “Why is he working here with such a rude attitude?”
“He’s a friend from my childhood and given enough time around him, you’ll come to understand that he hates everything and means well with his hatred,” Blue said as he poured coffee into the cup he was working with.
“Oh…” she said, both confused and understanding. “So, yeah, it was nice talking with you.” She took her coffee and pulled out her bit bag and paid for her drink.
“You can talk with me anytime,” Blue flirted as she took a seat and sipped on her coffee.
As Blue began cleaning up his station, he failed to notice what was happening to Dawn. As she drank her coffee, her body color started to change from its original colors to varying shades of blue. After a few minutes, her body was completely blue and began to increase in size.
Her body began making some noises, catching Dawn’s attention. When she was drinking, she had her eyes mostly closed to more easily taste the coffee’s flavor, so when she had opened her eyes to see her body had become blue and that it was also noticeably chubbier.
“What in Celestia’s name?” She asked loud enough for a handful of patrons and Cinnamon to hear, getting a bunch of eyes on her.
Just as she thought things couldn’t get worse, her gut let out a loud gurgle and began to hiss and slosh. Cinnamon gave a subtle nod to one of the patrons, and they began to leave the store as Dawn began to increase in size faster than at the beginning.
Her belly and butt took most of the size increase, while the rest filled out proportionally, leaving her mobile, but very chunky. Her armor and clothing were adjusting to her new size as she grew, but without special enchantments, it pretty much made them barely more covering than a bikini on her bloated, blueberry blubber body.
When her armor and clothing started feeling tight on her, she started noticing how sensitive and full she felt. It was like she was wrapped tightly in a warm blanket, but lacking the sweaty feeling that comes with that. Her body then stopped growing, and she started testing her senses and movement.
While all of that was happening, Cinnamon approached a completely oblivious Blue and placed a mop near him. The mop’s appearance startled him out of his daydreaming enough to notice the mare he served now was a combination of a fatty, balloon, and blueberry. Cinnamon placed a water-filled bucket next to the mop, pulling Blue’s attention away from the mare’s engorged body.
A quick glance between the cleaning supplies and the bloated blue-mare, and he understood what Cinnamon was telling him to do. He gave his employee an eye roll and took the mop and bucket to the main floor and began working on cleaning up the room from both the usual end-shift mess and anything broken during Expansive Dawn’s expansion.
Cinnamon switched on the ‘Temporarily Closed’ sign and turned his attention to the blue-mare, who was now doing some jumping jacks with a wide smile on her face. Cinnamon shook his head in annoyance and began gathering the ingredients for an emergency antidote.
Author's Note
Blueberry's Flavor of the Month
Dreams are an enigma that is both well known and not known much at all at the same time. When someone dreams, their minds are letting the subconscious free for a time and that shows the biggest of the individual’s fears or desires. However, dreams can also be considered the ambitions of an individual. When the Subconscious Dreams matches the Goal Dreams at the right time or times, Princess Luna takes interest and works to help the dreamer make their dreams a reality.
Such is the case for a certain male Earth pony. The night previous, he had a dream about his girlfriend, Yona, being much bigger in all the right ways. As the dream was about to come to a close, a very large and dark figure appeared into his view. The figure waved her hand and a staff appeared in his view.
‘To make that which you dream real, make this staff real,” the figure said before Sandbar awoke in a cold sweat as the sun was just peeking over the horizon. His mind was in such shock from the dream, that he didn’t realize he was out of bed and heading for the lumber yard until he was just walking in.
His mind was practically blank as he went on auto-pilot in the yard, testing the various woods before purchasing a decently sized log of Redwood...wood. He then wandered to the blacksmith and purchased some steel sheets, and then bought polished citrine gems from the jeweler shop.
He was then in his family garage and began working. Hours of carving and sanding made the Redwood into the main body he needed. Careful welding and hammering of the steel made the staff head, end cap, and held the polished gems in their place on the head.
His stupor ended with him holding a finely crafted staff, the head looking like a crescent moon with the polished citrine inside the inner curved portion. As he held it, he could practically feel the power that was starting to form in it.
It was at this moment that Yona walked into the area. Sandbar saw her and, as if he was possessed by something, he aimed the head of the staff at her and an orange beam of magic shot out and hit the yak’s bottomside. She paused when the magic hit, and she looked around for who touched her, but found no one.
Within a few seconds, the yak began to increase in size and weight. Everyone on the street casually walked out of range of her increasing size as if this was a normal occurrence. Yona’s eyebrows raised in slight confusion at the actions of the people around her, but when her belly started to feel the air on her belly, she took a look at herself. Her expression changed from confusion to shock at the size of herself.
Sandbar didn’t get to see any more of Yona, as he quickly ran back to his home out of a combination of embarrassment and fear. He bolted indoors and into his room, but as soon as he entered his room, the world seemed to distort on him. Before he knew it, he was on the moon and had crashed face first into the distended belly of Princess Luna, before bouncing back onto his back.
“So,” Luna began as she picked up the dropped staff while Sandbar picked himself up while staring at her. “It seems like you got it made and working.”.
Author's Note
This one took a bit longer to make, despite its size. I have good ideas, just poor skills in getting said ideas to work.
The Massive Dream
4: Testing the New Potion
Ever since Nightmare Moon came to be, the Everfree Forest was considered the most dangerous location in all of Equestria. As the forest began to grow and expand, many ponies began to grow accustomed to its presence, mostly those who settled near it sometime after Nightmare Moon was banished to the moon.
After Nightmare Moon returned and was purified back into Princess Luna, some ponies began to properly investigate the Everfree, and within a few short years, it was labeled the safest of the most dangerous forests. The reasoning of its classification as such was the frequent visits to the castle ruins inside it by various ponies, and a Zebra living inside the forest, making a living with alchemy.
Speaking of Alchemy, many ponies didn’t think that ponies practiced it...at least until the Pillars of Equestria returned from their stay in Limbo, and ‘Mage’ Meadowbrook came into the picture. Within the span of a decade, various ponies began to practice alchemy and allowed Equestria to rival Zebrica in potion production.
Despite such rivalry, one pony and one zebra got along to the point of doing various potion demonstrations on and with each other.
“Meadowbrook, with this mess, I must confess,” Zecora, the zebra, said as she watched Meadowbrook, the pony, mix many ingredients into the cauldron in the center of her Everfree Hut. “With my sumo potion, I have had no success.”
The pony in question looked up from the cauldron. “Oh? How so?” She asked.
“A potion with Bloat Fruit it did approve,” She said while holding up a blue fruit with slightly lumpy ‘skin’. She then picked up a flower with rubbery petals. “But when I added Expanda Flower I could not move!”
Meadowbrook giggled at her zebra friend’s response and spoke. “Well, at least you have the basic idea of what a Sumo Potion can be. Being greatly fattened, but not kept planted in the spot you are planted in and not having compromised health.” Meadow brook stopped stirring the cauldron to take a small sip of the concoction in it. Her body increased in size, mostly fat, but not to a huge degree. A quick examination of herself and a nod of approval, and she began bottling the concoction. “However, your attempt at keeping fat and reducing immobility was a bit… backward in thought. Rather than using Bloat Fruit with Expanda Flower, use Bloat Fruit with a few Buff Beans.”
“I must admit even though I've thought at length, that my weight potion would need something to increase strength,” Zecora said in amazement.
“Most people think that a Sumo Wrestler is all fat, but they forget that Muscle is a factor,” Meadowbrook said before handing one of the bottles to her. “Give it a try and test your strength.”
Zecora looked at the bottle in slight apprehension before downing its contents. As soon as the last drop left the bottle and went down her throat, she ballooned outward in weight and size until she was twice Meadowbrook’s height and greatly increased her weight.
As Zecora examined her newly ‘Sumoed’ body, Meadowbrook giggled and spoke. “I told you, Zecora, that I could make a really good Sumo Potion. And that's just a minor one.” She said as she took one of the bottles and added a pinch of Essence of Growth to the potion. As she corked it and gave it a good shake, the door to the hut opened, revealing a surprised and slightly embarrassed Somnambula. “We're gonna test the major one out on Somnambula here shortly.”
Author's Note
Took me way too long. Video Games, combined with snowy weather, leads to too many distractions.Testing the New Potion
The Crystal Empire, normally a place of blissful peace and love, was currently a place of uneasy peace and uncertainty. And no one felt this more than Princess Cadence as she waited for her Sister-in-law and her friends to arrive for an emergency. Sombra was back.
The Train began pulling into the station, but one of the occupants seemed a bit too impatient and busted out of the train as soon as the Princess was in line of sight.
“Where’s Sombra!?” Rainbow Dash shouted while punching the air in a display of toughness.
“He’s in the Empire,” Cadence answered quickly. “Not sure how, but more importantly, where is Twilight?”
“I’m here!” Twilight said as she exited the train after it stopped. She grabbed Rainbow’s ear harshly, getting her to complain in pain. “Don’t do something stupid like that! Didn’t you learn from the last twenty times when you crashed into a building because you forgot that you kept your momentum when leaving a moving train!?”
Cadence was surprised by her Sister-in-law’s harshness. “Is that you, Twilight?” She asked in slight doubt.
Twilight let go of her friend’s ear and nodded. “It is me, but we can do the dance later. Where is Sombra?”
“Last I was updated, he’s in the shopping district,” Cadence answered, while Twilight’s friends exited the train. Rarity heard the last detail as she approached the two talking princesses.
“The Shopping District!” The white unicorn exclaimed in over-dramatic shock. “It’s best we head there and see about stopping him before he does any damage there!”
Applejack shook her head in slight annoyance but didn’t say anything as Cadence began to lead the Mane 6 towards the shopping district. As they made their way there, Twilight asked, “So, any information on what he’s doing in the shopping district?”
Cadence slowed down a bit but didn’t stop, as she began to think, before sheepishly smiling. “I’m sorry but no,” she answered. “As soon as I heard that Sombra was back, I just sent you that message and teleported to the train station and waited.”
This caused Twilight to stop briefly and look at Cadence questioningly. “I never thought you’d be one to do that,” she admitted. “I’d imagine Shining doing something like that, but you, I never really thought you’d do that.”
“Alicorns aren’t infallible,” Cadence said. “You are proof of this.” The last bit got Twilight to smile sheepishly as well. They continued into the city for a bit, but before they got to the shopping district, Shining Armor and a pair of Crystal guards found them.
“Honey, it was a bit of a false alarm,” he said with a glad smile.
“What?! Are you saying we were called out here for a false alarm and had no reason to really come!?” Twilight bellowed, nearly knocking down everyone on the street.
A quick cleaning of his ears, and Shining continued. “Wrong choice of words,” he said. “It’s an emergency and an alarm that Sombra is back, but when I found him after getting the information from the witnesses, he’s surprisingly civil and not hostile.”
This got the entire group to stare at him questioningly, causing him to sigh in annoyance. “Cadence haters, when they are found, call her Crystal Keister, in the same pattern of Celestia haters calling her Cake Flanks, or Sunbutt,” he said. Those words got Cadence to blush lightly as he turned towards his Sister. “And you have a morbid fear of Quesadillas and Snakes because of a jumping snake prank gone wrong at a school lunch.” Twilight blushed as well.
“Sorry, for the looks,” Cadence said. “It just seemed odd that you sounded like you were vouching for him.”
“Not necessarily,” Shining pointed out. “The only thing I’m vouching for is that he is cooperating, mostly. Arresting him is impossible and he has been rather simple in his requests.”
“Requests?” Twilight asked.
“We found him at the spa, which was abandoned because of his presence,” Shining explained. “And since we couldn’t really arrest him, we simply have him “locked down” there and we granted the few smaller requests and came to find you for his last one.”
“What were the requests?” Cadence asked in concern.
“A considerable number of bottles of the various Crystal alcohols from when he used to rule as king, and whatever spa staff that would be indifferent to his presence to go back to work as if he was a foreign VIP, with a slight chance of Royal Coverage,” Shining answered. “And those were the small requests. The last one is an audience with Twilight, alone.”
Twilight and Cadence recoiled in shock. “You are seriously considering trusting him, alone, with your sister?” The latter asked.
“He’s proven civil and cooperative so far, and he hasn’t caused trouble,” Shining reasoned. “And while it will be a male in a room alone with my sister...as much as it irks me to say it, I feel like I can trust him with her and not cause trouble or do anything that he shouldn’t.”
Both Twilight and Cadence did their calming, breathing exercises before looking back at him. “I’ll talk with him,” Twilight said, ending the debate. “However, if he does do what he shouldn’t, you’re the one to blame for even considering talking.”
Shining nodded and began to lead the group to the spa. Upon arrival, they were about to be ‘attacked’ by the media massed outside of the building, but a good glare from the guards and Shining kept them from swarming all over them. Twilight gave everyone a somewhat reassuring nod before entering the building.
And what she saw was not what she expected. The main hot tub in the room was expanded and deepened to allow a morbidly obese Sombra, seemingly naked, to sit comfortably in it. A small group of spa employees were tending to him, massages on portions of his body, including his large belly, and serving some of the alcohol to him in enlarged margarita glasses...and they were doing it without a hint of brainwashing, practically being themselves as if they were working on a different morbidly obese stallion and not the former Tyrant of the Crystal Empire.
When the doors closed behind her, one of his ears twitched and he spared a glance behind himself before turning to one of the spa workers. “Please leave the room, some privacy is needed for this meeting,” he said with a smooth voice that oozed charisma. With a nod, the spa worker he spoke with gave a light whistle, and all of the employees in the room left to other parts of the building.
With what seemed to be little difficulty, Sombra slowly turned himself over in the hot tub, revealing the black and heart print bathing briefs on his big bum, which, themselves, seemed to be competing against his belly for size. With the margarita glass in hand, he crossed his arms over the pool’s edge and gave Twilight a sly looking smile, bedroom eyes and all.
“Would you care to join me?”
Author's Note
When properly motivated/'provoked', I can come up with stories and ideas real fast.Taking a Dip