Dusk groaned as he tossed and turned in bed. His head pounded, which was strange since he didn’t remember even drinking last night. He shuffled around as he was finally waking up. When he felt himself pushing back into something. Something soft and large. His eyes starting to open. At first everything was a blur. Soon he regained his sight. Turning his head around he realized that he was face deep in a pair of large breast.

Holy shit! Dusk mentally screamed as he felt himself pulling back, He needed to get out of bed, He didn’t want anyone seeing him not in this position. What would others think of him? He shuddered at the thought. Though he hadn’t realized it was Applejack laying there snoozing away. At least that was the case for a minute, Applejack moaned, though Dusk almost thought he heard a moo’ed. As her hands shot over grabbing ahold of him before Dusk could’ve had a chance to escape. She was squeezing him as Dusk grunted hard,

“Air, need air!” he muttered as he felt the minotaurs tight grip. He would’ve thought it was cute if it wasn’t for the fact it was affecting him. He struggled to try and escape her strong grip though it was no use. Her strong powerful arms held onto him like they were made of pure steel.

His heart was racing wildly, not sure how he would get out of this. His hand slipping out as he pushed out. Dusk tried reaching out grabbing for his phone hoping that he could call someone for help.

That was when without warning the door slammed opened from the otherside of the room, Celestia was standing there watching them. The expression on her face was neutral, though noticing the look on Dusks face. She walked over towards the bed, and without warning had practically smacked Applejack head, causing the minotaur to wake up.

“Ouch what in tarnation was that!” Applejack muttered ready for a fight as she jumped out of bed, Dusk flying off the bed landing on the hard ground.

“Ouch…” His body was sore, he could imagine the bruises forming around his body.

“What's going on?” Celestia asked adjusting, looking towards the minotaur, who was turning read realizing she was about to attack the Madam,

“Oh, umm Madam Sun, I was just.”

“I swear I never touched her, it’s not what you think. I woke up and she was in my bed! Don’t call the cops on me I swear!” Dusk felt his heart racing more as he looked at the two woman, almost forgetting where he was as he moved backwards into the wall almost afraid as he was thinking of all the worst scenarios that would happen if he didn’t think his way out.

“We’re not going to call the cops, you’re not in trouble Dusk, what are you even talking about?” Celestia Sun asked rather confused her glasses dipping glaring at him for a second though Dusk took long deep breaths.

“Yeah, we didn’t even do anything, I just came in and cuddled up to you, ya’h looked rather lonely and thought you needed company?” Applejack clearly looked embarrased— or was she feeling guilty Dusk wasn’t sure, as he finally felt himself calming down

“How the hell did you get in my room?” Dusk asked, not sure how to feel relief, angry? He wasn’t sure. His throat was so dry at this point, he was ready to run off at this point.

“I just, wanted to spend some time with you— Your door was unlocked so I thought you’d like some company thats all.” She didn’t look him.

“Applejack, you know the rules! You don’t come into the masters room, Unless you are giving pure concent. This is his private quarters!” Celestia added clearly annoyed at the Minotaur.

“I know but he was so cute, and he milked me so good. I was hoping to give him a good time, I’m sorry…” She was stepping forward ready to embrace Dusk. But Dusk stepped back hitting the wall.

“Stay back!” he muttered and pulled over towards the door.

“Master Shine, I’m sorry I.”

“Stay back, I don’t— I need to get some air, Just leave me be.” He shuddered as he grabbed a shirt. Thankfully he had some pants and moved out.

“Master Shine, wait don’t go I!” Applejack called out but it was too late.

“Applejack we’ll talk about this later, but for the time being you’re in big trouble.” Celestia muttered adjusting her glasses clearly not in the mood. Celestia turned around as she ran after Dusk. Applejack standing there looking sad as she reached over getting dressed. A pair of overalls as she realized she screwed up somewhere and needed to make it right somehow. Though how she would do that was really something the farm girl needed to figure out.

Dan was out of the house, the fresh air filling his nostrils as he began grabbing his keys, and getting into the garage. He needed to get out of this place, get ahold of himself, as he figured maybe visiting town would do him some good him time. He wasn’t sure what to say, as he began getting in the garage. Though what he saw next was rather shocking.

Off in the corner, was a body running around grabbing random tools, as they were working on the motorcycle. The same one Him and his uncle moved the other day.

“Move damn it, No grab a wrench, not a screwdriver, what ‘ar y’ah an idiot?” A voice said, Dusk looking around quickly as he tried figuring out where the voice was coming from, and soon saw it. Resting on the work bench was a head… That’s it, a head, Long silver hair stormy grey eyes, that matched even the most powerful of thunderstorms. Her skin pale as she scooted her head over.

“Now who da’h fuck are you,” Her irish accent clearly heavy as she watched him. The headless body suddenly getting up maybe a bit too fast as it landed back hitting something. Causing the head to hiss.

“Watch it you! I Swear if you wasn’t me body I’d kick your ass!”

“Wait how are you suppose to do that?” Dusk asked almost forgetting his problems, as he looked towards the headless woman.

“Like this! You boy kick me in the ass!” The head demanded, her hot temper clearly a blazed.

“Yeah, No. I’m just gonna take my car and get out for a bit.” He sighed not sure what do do. He wasn’t surprised by the fact a headless woman was running around in the garage.

“Hey you get back here and kick me in the ass or I kick your ass! Ga’h I swear on the emerald Isle I will, by the power of the Fae! If my name isn’t Spitfire!”

“Well Spitfire, Have fun with that. I gotta get going.” He reached over starting to lift the garage door. He listened to Shanna, screeching and doing something. But Dusk ignored her as he began driving off. The sound of his Charger roaring, as he began revving the engine. His tires squealing, as he got out of there. Heading off into town.

Dusk went to the library, Somewhere quiet. He turned over heading inside, as he moved towards the computer figuring he could do a little research on something, maybe on the mansion. Though as he looked over it again he found nothing. It really annoyed him. He was sure there was something about this house. Though getting up he figured he could check out something else. Heading over towards the front desk he stood there for a minute.

A woman moved over, she seemed to have a smile as she came up until she saw Dusk, and frowned.

“Is there something I can help you with?” She was clearly masking disgust as Dusk sighed,

“I’m wanting to check out some history on the town and the buildings around, could you help me?” He said doing his best to put up a smile, trying to look less threatening.

“Follow me,” she muttered while moving around the counter, though she clearly wasn’t comfortable. But Dusk followed behind her, trying to keep eye contact off her.

“This is the section where we keep historical information about the town.” She let out a sigh and walked out. Careful about how she walked back keeping her eyes on him. Dusk grunted as he started moving over the books and began seeing if he could find something— anything at all.

Nothing, Dusk wasn’t able to find anything about the house, No history, nothing. It was just treated as a regular place. Hell it wasn’t even mentioned as of great importants. No urban legends. It was strange. Though with what he knew on the house. He wasn’t sure what to think. That was when he felt a hand grab ahold of his shoulders and he turned around.

Cheerlie, was standing there, at least that’s who he thought it was. He was having trouble remembering her name. But the face he recognize.

“Um Cheerlie right?”

“The very same, I’m sorry but I thought we could talk again somewhere a little more comfortable. Did you think about my offer? Mainly about you wanting to sell the place off?” she took a seat across from him pushing some of the books away.

“I wasn’t interested, beside legally, I can’t since it stipulated in the will I wouldn’t be able to.” Though maybe It’s because I don’t trust you. Dear god woman do you ever blink? He imagined, as she seemed to stare him deep in the eyes. Like she was trying to read him.

“Mr. Shine, There is always a way to get around those stipuations and beside. I’m sure I could offer you something worth your wild. She leaned in. Dusk wasn’t able to help noticing her clevage as she leaned in.

“I mean it. I have some connection’s, That you could use, if you’re willing to hand the house over to me.” She let out a wide smile. Though Dusk shook his head.

“I’m sorry Ma’am I’m not going to sell the house. Its got it’s issues, but I think it’s best I keep ahold of it.” That wide smile Cheerlie had vanished, as if she had never had this happen to her.

“Fine, though Maybe you could at least let me look at it. I’m a bit of a realitor, and I could give you some estimates about how much the house is worth, if you ever did decide to sell the place.” She moved over handing him a card. Dusk couldn’t remember if she had already given him one before, but politely took it, shoving it in his pocket.

“I’ll think about it. Though I don’t know.” Dusk slammed the book closed when without warning a security officer came over.

“Is he bothering you ma’am?” The Guard looked over between the two, but his eyes on Dusk almost snearing like he didn’t trust him.

“No, there’s nothing going on.” Dusk muttered trying to not cause any trouble.

“I wasn’t asking you, I’m asking the lady.” The guard said as he looked back towards the woman.

“I’m fine, just a simple conversation, I’ll be leaving. Please Mr. Shine think about my offer, I really want to help you out. I’m on your side.” Cheerlie began heading out swaying her hips like she was trying to entice her for a good moment, and soon walked away. Dusk sat there for a minute, his eyes over towards his pocket, as he motioned over planning to put his books away. Though the security guard walked over,

“If you don’t mind, but I’d like you to leave the premise, you’re causing some of the patrons to be uncomfortable.”

“Come on man, it’s a public library, I’m not doing anything.” Dusk muttered rather annoyed,

“I’m sorry sir but if you don’t leave, I’ll have to call the police.” The officer said his hand reaching down towards his radio almost threateningly, though Dusk sighed,

“Fine, I’m leaving.” Soon heading towards the front door, passing the librarian from before who was watching him. Dusk sighed as he got into his car, and drove off. Not sure where to go. Maybe he should go out for a drink. Yeah, that sounds right. He needed one and maybe he could spend time with his uncle.

“Yesh, that sucks man, Sorry that happened to you.” Light Night said patting his nephew on the back.

“I know right, I swear it happens every time I go somewhere some asshole wants to throw me out.” Dusk muttered taking a nice drink of whiskey.

“These things will get better, just got to keep going.” Light Night smiled as he moved over patting his back, that genuine smile on his face as Dusk looked off in the distance his face somewhat blank.

“I guess, though… I wonder, is it worth it— My life is somewhat ruined, if it wasn’t for you, I don’t know what I would do. You sticking by my side. Especially when I lost mom and dad. Then That incident with Starlight. I wonder, what would I have done… Would I even be here.” He looked at himself his eyes falling blank for a minute

“Hey now, don’t be getting any idea’s kid, Otherwise I’ll kick your ass.” Light Night said to watch him for a long time.

“I’m fine, just some thoughts thats all.”

“Well watch it out, I don’t want to find you at the end of a rope.” Light Night punched him in the arm causing Dusk to jerk over to the side.

“No problem. Just got to figure things out. I better get going, it’s getting late.” Dusk sighed his hand reached down to grab his keys.

“Hey, you hand me those key’s I ain’t letting you get wrapped around a tree, cause you had a few too many.”

“Fine, here… Just bring her back tonight.” Dusk said and walked out, maybe the walk would clear his head. Dusk soon walked down the street leaving the Bag of bones bar. He stumbled moving down as he let the cold night air hit him. A slight shiver, though He didn’t mind the cold. He welcomed it, as he continued on walking off home— Home that mansion with those strange monster girls. Some who seemed nice. Others odd, but had he really known them? He talked to them. But he never really got to know any of them.

He thought of Applejack, that minotaur girl, who was nice. But he wasn’t ready. He hated himself— Why did he act like this? He needed to open up. Dusk knew this but every time he tried he found himself unable to. It was like he clam up. His heart racing. Though he kept going. He also thought about Ember.

The way he made her angry, though he kept thinking. It’s not your fault how were you supposed to know? Though they were just excuses.

“Fuck I really have to make it up to her. Otherwise, who knows what might happen.” He sighed as he patted a street lamp. He felt like an asshole, and in many ways he was. Bitter because of what she did to him. Though was this the whiskeys fault bringing these feelings in— No it wasn’t the drinking had just brought to light how he was feeling. He turned over walking over the bridge. Close to the mansion maybe thirty minutes away. Less if he ran there. But he was standing there looking over the bridge. Watching the cars drive down the highway.

I could just… no— No, I’m not going to jump, it’s not right, what about Light Night, the house… then if theres a crash, who else would I hurt? He kicked himself for thinking about that.

But why would it matter, not like you’d be around to worry about it…

His hand reached the rail trembling as he thought about it, his heart beating as he looked over listening to the honking tears flowing through his eyes, as he imagined just taking the leap.

“Hello there.” A feminine voice said, causing Dusk to turn around. Standing there wearing all white was none other then Rarity. She gave a soft look, almost seductive, while she moved towards him. Though for a second he imagined she was gliding towards him. As she moved gracefully.

“Oh Rarity, I didn’t think I’d see you out here… What are you up to?” Dusk asked the beautiful pale woman.

“I was just out for dinner. It’s been a while since I had a really fine meal, and they provided.” She said giving an equally sharming smile. Dusk looked towards her for a second as he saw her teeth they were sharp, almost like shark teeth.

“Well I guess thats nice. I was just on a walk, and heading back to the mansion.” He lied, trying to pretend she hadn’t seen him contempting suicide.

“Hmm, strange it looked like you were contemplating jumping off the bridge.” Rarity said giving a light giggle. She wasn’t helping much.

“No I wasn’t, I’m just enjoying the traffic.” He muttered leaning down as he looked over the traffic the winding roads as people sped off home, or towards somewhere they wanted to be at this late hour.

“You’re not the first person I’ve seen on this road who’s looked over and thought about it. I’m also sure you won’t be the last. So, please don’t lie to me, it really doesn’t work on me.” She responded as she elegantly stood beside him. Looking up at the stars.

“Fine, Its an idea, but I’ve had a few drinks so It’ll go away.” He muttered huffing, rubbing his palms together, it was freezing out here, and he wished he’d grabbed his coat.

“Thats what most say, though most of the time. They normally have some burden on their shoulders.” She chuckled while pulling something out of her pocket. It looked almost like beef jerky as she put it in her mouth and began chewing.

“Hard to tell, It’s just, these last couple of years have been rough on me. I thought when they were over I could go back to normal.” He mumbled looking back at what happened.

“Like what?”

“Well… I don’t know if I should even tell you. What if you let the house know, and they start hating me. Or try to kick me out. I mean I might be able to handle it. Or— I just don’t think I can handle any more rejections from people. But I keep pushing people away.” He rubbed his head. Trying to find the right words but he had to push to find them. As if they were running away from him like a set of broncos.

“It’s the burden we all face, back when I was human. I did some things I truly regretted. It’s what we do to survive. Do, what we have to in order to live. Even if it’s something we could regret. You’re isn’t so bad, I live with my curse.”

Dusk stopped there looking towards her,

“You were once human? What happened?”

“It’s complicated, but I want you to ask me something… How old do I look?” she said looking at him with those ghostly otherworldly eyes, as she held that shark like smile.

“I don’t know twenty-five?” Rarity giggled at that as she shook her head.

“No, but thank you for the complement. No I arrived to America when the mayflower was arriving. I know the Indians, and they had at one point excepted me into their tribes. When life was far simpler, it was harder, but it was simple. In a way I had a family, when I was in England, I had no family, Orphan to illness, but those red men had given me a family, a home and even a sister who I loved so much.” She sighed feeling the embrace feeling of nostolgia passing through her.

“What happened?” Dusk asked finding himself going deeper into her little story, the way she spoke and told it, made him step closer. His hand touching her exposed arm. She was as cold as Ice.

“A harsh winter came. It sunk down on everyone on the tribe. But I guess we didn’t grow enough crops. So we were stranded, The men tried hunting, but found nothing. Most of us starved, some died. I lost my poor Thunder bird. I miss her. My greatest regret was not saving her. Or maybe it wasn’t dying myself. But I survived, I’m not proud of it. I never will be, But thats something I have to live with.” Dusk thought he saw tears in her eyes, he could feel that pain that Rarity was suffering and just wanted to hug her. Do something for her, as she stood there in the cold.

“I’m sorry, I— I’m such an ass.” He looked towards her, as he felt shame.

“It’s no problem, I’ve lived with the pain, and if I had died or ended it. Thunder birds sacrafice would’ve been in-vain. Even if I’m a monster now. I’ll live, live for her, live for my tribe. Even if at times I sell my body for money. I won’t give up.”

“How did you end up at the house anyway?”

“The house is a tricky thing, It was around when I first arrived, somewhat changing. It was smaller then, but it has this magic. It’s like it knows when someone needs it, Sure it might be a brothel but… It’s a home for those lost. It’s hard to explain. There are other houses around America, like one off in the midwest. Though it’s not a brothel. It’s simply a home… I met the owner once, I believe their name was Ridley. Sweet fella, but has a weird thing for Goblins. It’s strange. But whatever the Bordello really is. It’s my home— and it found you. So it knows you need it.” Rarity walked away heading towards the direction of the house, as she swayed her hips back and forth. Not really caring much Though Dusk called out.

“Hey… I’m wondering something?”

“Yes?” Rarity said turning around cool look washing over her.

“What kind of monster are you anyway?” He hopped she’d tell him, cause he wasn’t sure what she was. He wasn’t an expert on them.
“I’m a Wendigo.”

Author's Note

Well here's the new chapter, let me know what you think, and for the next chapter I'm letting you decide. WHo does Dusk go to first to make up with Ember, or Applejack, OUr Dragon lord or the Big milker farm girl?

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