Ebon knew he had blacked out but for how long he wasn’t certain.

Lights flickered in front of him, glaring rudely through closed eyes. He was moving but no wind brushed against his fur — compelled downward as if by gravity judging by the intermittent pattern of the glow. Now panicked, Ebon opened his eyes to see himself falling through a starry sky, his body wrapped by the same shimmering white sparks that wreathed the crystal pillar.

I’m trapped! Why couldn’t the teleportation have knocked me out? Ebon tried to move but the bands of electric-like energy held him in place.With great difficulty, he managed to look down slightly and saw green grass, the outlines of what appeared to be buildings, and shadowy indistinct figures standing still as if frozen in time nearby. Declining his head further, Ebon opened his mouth to scream but made no sound as he fell through a black tunnel into another star-filled sky.

But this time, he wasn’t alone.

Ebon screamed again noiselessly as a human appeared in front of him, bound by chains of white like those that imprisoned the umbreon. Short, adolescent, and skinny with sleek black hair through which no wind was blowing despite their rapid descent. His eyes appeared to be tracking his progress down the dizzying, starlit tunnel.

“Is that a ghost? Am I a ghost? What’s happening to me?” Ebon mouthed noiselessly.

While the human couldn’t have heard him, he seemed to register his presence because his head slowly crept up until their eyes met. He looked completely shocked.

At least he’s not here to haunt me! But then what is this spirit doing here? Cadance said nothing about spirits between dimensions!

FOUND YOU!

A booming voice from somewhere above Ebon roared before the entire tunnel around the human went black. Ebon felt his skin writhe in discomfort as the solid mass of dark energy barreled harmlessly past him.

CROSS ME AND YOU’LL BE NEXT, UMBREON! The disembodied voice threatened as the human falling next to Ebon vanished completely.

*****

“Nooooooo!” Ebon shouted, reflexively springing onto all four paws to fight back before realizing he could not only hear himself shout but that his paws had ground to stand on. Soft, earthy-scented, damp ground that gave easily beneath him. “That was one heck of a nightmare!”

Ebon expected some reply to his proclamation but none came, save from the chirping, skittering and creeping sounds of creatures unknown to the Pokémon, unseen beneath the shady bows of trees that crowded him in all directions. “Cadance? Team Allure? Speak up if you can hear me!” Ebon called out but none answered.

The heavy scent of flora and pollen struck Ebon immediately and he sneezed violently enough to crick a vertebrae in his neck. “Great… interdimensional allergies on top of everything else!” He had the rather juvenile and embarrassing thought that perhaps he should wait around for the responsible ponies to come and rescue him as if he were a little lost eevee. “First contact with a new dimension and not a soul to greet me. I don’t know if I should be honored or insulted.”

Ebon lit his golden rings, heedless of the fact he was giving away his position to a potential unseen enemy. I’m the most dangerous thing in this forest. And I need to find my friends. He thought to himself, walking past glowing purple mushrooms along a dark, dirt path through a swath of drab, forlorn-looking, vine-covered trees.

If the ponies have harmed my friends… If they’ve betrayed my trust, so help me, they will all pay! Ebon bore his fangs, all but daring the forest to take action against him. As soon as he’d had that thought, out of the corner of his eyes, he spotted two glowing green circles off in the thicket, a short distance above the forest floor and snarled in their direction.

It snarled back before the green light extinguished itself. Just then, the sounds of activity or the entire forest seemed to stop. Even the very air around him seemed to stagnate. Instinctively, Ebon connected the two events. Whatever it was, it was preying on the other creatures in this forest.

Following suit, Ebon extinguished his rings. Two could play this deadly game. But he had no idea where he was; moving into the forest to pursue would not be a good idea. And so he allowed his vision to widen, taking in every detail of the forest in front of him through his peripheral vision as he walked straight on across the grassy path. Time to see who will glow first.

While Ebon’s eyes discreetly scanned the tree line for activity, his ears searched for the sound of anything untoward occurring behind him but all he could hear was the occasional creaking and groaning of laden tree branches. He turned back to look, expecting to see something leaping off of them but they remained as motionless as everything else. Whatever it is, it must be near to or as large as I am, judging by where its eyeballs were. It’s not jumping across the branches.

Ebon’s stride grew more aggressive. Whatever it was, it could ambush him at any time, having the advantage of knowing the terrain. But against that, it didn’t know what he was — or so he hoped. If it was a pony, he didn’t want to think of the consequences. They knew him, befriended him. Even saw him demonstrate his combat abilities.

But from what he already knew about them, ambushing someone in the middle of the forest didn’t seem like a very pony thing to do. They were flashy, pastel-colored and fond of decoration. Clad in powerful armor and upright in posture. Sturdy, proud and honorable folk who fed them and took care of them instead of creeping up behind them in the dark like a rattata.

And therefore, whatever was out there was not a pony.

Ebon grunted as something hard and scaly slammed into his side, knocking him off the path and into the brush. One paw clutched to his ribcage where it impacted, he had time to recover when a heavy, lumpy and scaly body fell on top of him.

The creature, looking down at Ebon with glowing green eyes reduced to narrow slits, snarled at him, opening his wolflike maw to reveal two rows of sharp, wood-like fangs. He could smell the creature’s breath and had to stifle a gag at how it reeked of rotting oak wood. His golden ring light revealed further details; he could pick out green grassy hair atop its head and leafy eyebrows profiling its glowing eyes. Ebon struggled to move but the wooden wolf was too heavy. Its barklike skin dug into Ebon’s body, bruising him more and more as he struggled to break free of its iron grip to no avail while its clawed paws slowly penetrated deeper into his flesh.

I’m going to die! No, I can’t die! Ebon felt a wetness other than blood seep through his skin and into his coat. He was pouring sweat. As his primal fear peaked, a stream of sweat shot out from the tuft of fur that adorned his chest, catching his assailant in the eyes.

The creature yelped as if in pain and leaped off of Ebon into the grass next to him. It whimpered miserably as it slowly backed away, eyes locked on the umbreon as Ebon stood back up on four wobbly legs.

“You can’t eat me, creature. My sweat… is poisonous!” Ebon managed to say through gritted teeth.

The beast lifted its head and gave a low howl before the air was pierced by a loud crack, like the splintering of wood. The creature morphed slowly before Ebon’s eyes, sprouting tendrils that drove themselves into the earth, its face stretching and deforming until it becoming indistinguishable from lifeless wood until it resembled the stump of a tree; a small sapling covered in lively green leaves grew up from the still, lifeless wooden lump as if seconds were being accelerated into weeks.

Ebon bowed before his attempted leafy assassin respectfully and put a paw on the rough wooden stump. “It was only ill fortune that prevented you from vanquishing me. While fate was cruel to you in this life, I pray to Arceus it shows you kindness in the next.” His legs seemingly unwilling to function anymore, Ebon dug into the Explorer’s bag which had survived the fracas, leaned up against the stump of his defeated enemy, and ate an Oran Berry.

“Ebon!” Edelweiss’s voice cut through the darkness.

Ebon turned his gaze towards the voice, which came from the path he was on. “I’m here!” he shouted back.

Edelweiss, followed closely behind by Glassie and Sike came running down into the shallow depression Ebon was sitting in and regarded him with concerned looks. “Ebon, what happened to you? You look like you were just in a fight!”

“I was. And I lost pretty badly too,” Ebon replied somberly. “If I hadn’t coated him in poison sweat, he might have killed me.”

“Huh! Glassie nodded her head at Ebon, grinning in apparent approval. “That officially makes this the first time I’ve ever heard of that obscure Umbreon ability ever coming in useful. But as we don’t want you poisoning our new friends or us…”

Glassie helpfully hosed Ebon with a decidedly downplayed version of her water spout, washing his poisonous sweat and a good amount of blood away onto the forest floor below him.

“Thanks, Glassie! I needed that.” Ebon admitted as he shook the excess water away.

“You’re welcome. So where is your attacker now?!” Glassie clenched a forepaw like a fist and pressed it flat against her other. “Say the word, and we’ll go beat him down!”

“He’s right here,” Ebon tapped the trunk of the tree, speaking through a mouthful of berries before swallowing, feeling the welcome rush of healing energy through him. “I think part of it is still alive. I hope so, anyway. I don’t want to imagine I just killed someone. But it ambushed me out of nowhere like it was the forest itself striking out at me!”

“Oh my goodness, Ebon!” Cadance landed next to Glassie, her wings remaining splayed even after she landed, sitting back to clasp her regally adorned forehooves against her temples. “I am so sorry! The transporter displaces in both time and space. We lost you on the way down and have been waiting for you to appear ever since! We’ve had problems before, but this is the worst mishap we’ve had in years!” The tall ponyta-like figure snorted in apparent frustration.

“It’s fine, Princess. Any interdimensional mishap you can walk away from is a good one, I reckon!” Ebon finally stood up on all four legs, feeling much improved after his restorative meal. “For my part, I’m very sorry about the wooden wolf creature. I’ve only just arrived, but I’ve already had to hurt someone.” He bowed his ears in submission before her.

With a glance at the stump, Cadance smiled and shook her head. “Then let me put your mind at ease, Ebon Umbreon: The timberwolf is only hibernating. Once she’s healed up from the damage you dealt, she’ll be back to her old self again. Timberwolves are immortal, you see. So long as the Everfree Forest stands, at least.”

“It’s a ‘she’? How do you know that, Cadance?” Sike looked up at the alicorn, tilting her head to one side as she looked at the sapling.

“From the shapes of the leaves,” Cadance explained. “As I’m sure you’ve already noticed, the Everfree is not a normal forest. The Timberwolf is a living tree endemic to this forest that takes the form of a wolf and mates with other wolves the… old-fashioned way before taking the form of trees once more.” Cadance wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

“The females then produce seeds that grow into more timberwolves while the males bloom with the most beautiful and fragrant purple flowers in all of Equestria.” Cadance detached one of the flowers from a slumbering nearby tree and floated it down into Sike’s open paw.

“You know what this means, Cadance? I have interdimensional grass-type cousins here on the other side!” Edelweiss wagged her perky tail, cheerfully. “I’m sure once Ebon teaches them proper manners, we’ll all be the best of friends!”

Ebon, Edelweiss and Glassie laughed as Sike inhaled deeply from the flower she was holding, arching her spine in enjoyment while making a sultry sigh.

Ebon was instantly brought back to full erection at the sight of her stretching sinuously.

“Such a wonderful scent. What I wouldn’t give for a perfume made with these flowers!” Sike cooed again, as Ebon’s titillated masculine member carved a growing divot into the soft earth, suddenly very glad that the short grasses hid his state.

Cadance winked lasciviously at Ebon before plucking several more flowers from the timberwolf tree and sat them in a small pile in front of Sike. “I could help you with that! There’s a place in Ponyville that sells them, and they would be more than happy to do custom work. But that can come later. Take these flowers for the time being to hold you over!”

“Ooo! Thank you, thank you thank you!” Sike brushed the tuft of fur beneath her ear across Cadance’s hoof, marking it with her scent in a sincere show of eevee appreciation.

“Sike, if I might make a suggestion?” Glassie chimed in, not even bothering to hide her evil intent, jumping up and down with all the subtlety of a galumphing goodra greeting its bestie. Take everything you got there and smear it all over your ears!”

“What a great idea!” Sike exclaimed as she began to do just that. “You all are such good friends to me!”

Ebon’s expression grew strained as the turgid member beneath his belly began to throb, threatening to explode right then and there.

“I’ll help!” Edelweiss said sweetly, snatching up pawfuls of flowers slathering their fragrant, pollen-coated pedals indulgently across the lightly-furred, expansive surface of the back of her right ear.

“I’ll help too!” Cadance chimed in, using the delicate manipulation of her levitation spell to daintily dab the inner folds of Sike’s antihelical folds on both of her ears while Glassie and Edelweiss worked the backs and edges as Sike’s coos grew louder and louder.

“Oh, ladies! Don’t stop!” Sike gave a distinctive loud espeon cry. “I feel so beautiful!”

By the almighty Arceus, this is the greatest moment of my entire life! Ebon thought to himself as he stared slack-jawed at the eeveelution action taking place before him, as firmly rooted to the ground by his accentuated arousal as the trees surrounding him.

“And now you smell as beautiful as you feel. Isn’t it wonderful?” Cadance kissed the top of Sike’s head, the impromptu beauty treatment having been concluded with the contents of each petal from a score or so flowers lovely applied to her generously endowed navy-blue interior of her espeon auricles. “Consider it an apology for what happened to your friend.”

“Apology accepted!” Ebon grunted out in a husky voice to which his team all nodded their accord.

“Glad to hear you’re all in agreement!” Cadance launched a bolt of light from her horn that burst in mid-air above the canopy of the trees like a miniature firework. “I’m signaling the pegasi flying above the forest that you’ve been found, Ebon. Just so you know, I don’t think it’s safe to send you back to your world until we’ve discovered the issue with our transporter. But in the meantime… enjoy the hospitality of the ponies! We’re only a few miles outside of Ponyville. Just follow me.”

“Um, Cadance?” Ebon asked, grimacing slightly as he again felt the weight of his engorged organ hanging below his belly, threatening to drag on the ground beneath him.. Could I, uh… hang back for about ten minutes? I just need a moment to… gather myself after that battle. Preferably with Glassie and Edelweiss keeping me company?”

“Ten minutes, you say?” Ebon detected more than a hint of feigned shock in the sovereign’s voice, which only made his already warm cheeks flush openly. “I suppose I can afford you ten minutes longer in the dark, but is that truly all that you want?” she said in an air that suggested to him that she already knew his intent. Or had he just imagined it?

“It’s all I need, Princess.” Ebon looked his beloved sister in the eye. She looked back, pupils dilated, as though stalking her next meal, and licked her lips.

Cadance only grinned more broadly. “Somehow, I doubt that, Ebon! But no matter. Take as long as you need.”

Glassie had turned her back to Ebon, exposing her quivering icy-blue spade to him, tail aloft as she called back to Cadance and Sike. “Go on ahead, Sike. You’re already carrying an egg while the boss and I have unfinished business. We’ll catch up with you later. At least you can bet I will!”

Sike giggled into her paw. “I look forward to it, Glassie!”

A pair of stout, handsome and likely well-endowed — their armor regrettably obscured their dangly bits — white pegasi stallions in gold-plated armor arrived, hitched to an equally gaudy cart of what appeared to be solid gold. A heart-shaped pink emerald, reminding Ebon forcefully of Sike, was set dead-center within a filigree trim depicting an eight-petaled flower.

“Ready to leave the spooky forest, Sike?” Cadance rested a wing on the Espeon’s back.

“Very much!” She nodded and with a final wave to Ebon, jumped in the back of the cart with all the grace and dexterity her kind was well-known for.

From being beaten up and robbed to being treated with the sort of respect few pokémon would know outside the Legendaries. I’m glad I could share this experience with you, Sike, Ebon thought to Sike and she took off into the sky; the backwash from the acceleration making her ears flap around like a beached wailord.

I love you too, Ebon. But it’s not my turn this time! Treat Edelweiss and Glassie well! And tell me all about it when I talk to you later! The connection between the two of them broke as Sike disappeared into the night, with Cadance following close behind her.

I will Sike. And we will share each other’s company once more after our eevee is born. Be safe! Ebon thought as he waved his goodbye.

“Hey there, Ebon!” Edelweiss planted a kiss on his freshly cleansed cheek. “Been a rough day for you, huh?”

“Covered in battle scars and the injuries of combat. Arceus, I could force myself on you right now!” Glassie snarled at Ebon before rolling over on her back, tail flopping in the grass. “But as badly as I want you inside me right now, I don’t want to freeze your phallus! I need to thermoregulate before you can properly treat me like the champion I am.” Spreading her hind legs as far as they’d go, she began vigorously stroking and stretching her spade as she panted heavily, with her tongue splayed out the side of her maw.

Ebon grinned, knowing that before mating a non-ice-type, she first needed to thaw her frigid core. Despite the wait it entailed, he gazed lustfully into the Heart of Winter snow, awaiting the first sign of spring’s thaw, when Glassie broke the spell cast over him. “As much as I enjoy you watching, I’m not the only eevee in need, Ebon. While I’m warming up, your sister awaits your attention,” she said with sudden relish.

“My what!?” Ebon’s muzzle dropped open.

“Our what!? Edelweiss echoed soon after, her jaw equally agape.

“As much as I like to see you two squirm, the truth is I already knew.” Glassie continued pawing at herself as she lay back watching the pair over her stomach, a smug grin on her face. “As far back as the night before we came to Equestria. Seriously, it wasn’t that hard to figure it out on my own.”

She’s smarter than I thought. For as much of a clueless mess she can be in social situations, the old Arena Master never misses a trick when treasure is on the line. Mine included! A still-reeling Ebon thought to himself. “Care to… bring us up to speed, Glassie? If no one told you, what gave us away?”

“It wasn’t anything anyone said, Ebon. It’s what you didn’t say when we met.” Glassie inclined her head towards Edelweiss. “That you two were an item. I mean, think about it — there was absolutely no reason for you two not to tell me that. It’s not like you’re going to be worried about ‘conflicts of interest —” The Glaceon made scare quotation marks with her forepaws before continuing to pleasure herself — “in a two mon team.”

Is it hot in this forest or is it just me? Ebon didn’t say out loud. Then again, he sensed his expression said all it needed to.

“Over the years, I’ve had the pleasure of fighting all sorts of characters, Ebon,” Glassie continued, looking quite proud of herself. “And I’ve met more than a few country eevees along the way. But if there’s one thing I learned about the country eevees I’ve hung out with or met in the arena, it’s that they love keeping it in the family. I’ve known at least three others along the way who did. So I’ve suspected you two for years but didn’t want to pry. Tease you a bit, maybe, but never pry.”

Glassie brought a paw to her mouth, her face rife with conspiracy as she lowered to voice. “And then there’s the fact that just maybe I’ve had some fun of my own with my little brother over the years! You think you got it bad keeping secrets? It was at least more or less acceptable where you two come from! But that sort of thing gets you hard time in Jubilife City!”

Ebon gave a low whistle as he exchanged an impressed glance with Edelweiss. “Sounds like we dodged not just an ice shard, but an entire avalanche there, sis!”

“Glassie, I have watched you knock out dragons ten times your size and eat half your own body weight in poffins.” Ebon couldn’t help but smile at his sister’s joke. “But of all of them, this… this! Is the most impressive thing I have ever seen you do!”

“Oh, Edelweiss! You know how much I like flattery! That’s got me hotter than anything today!” Glassie growled her apparent approval, beginning to paw at herself even more urgently. “You know the only thing hotter than that is seeing him standing there ready to rut you. So what are you two waiting for?”

“What indeed…” Ebon turned his head to find Edelweiss was already nearly on top of him, her fragrant breath like freshly mowed grass ticking his nose. Her mouth was open slightly and she was slightly breathless as she sought access to his muzzle with her own. He opened his maw wide, his nose meeting hers with a gentle bump as their tongues unfurled like sprouting grain along the banks of Serenity River, clashing wetly above a chaotic ocean of pink.

Their practiced dance of coiling serpents bore immediate fruit as the two swiftly found themselves flushed and in dire need of more. With a quick swipe of pink flesh against the pointed tips of Edelweiss’s fangs, Ebon pressed his lips against the hollow of her lower jaw, trailing a line of kisses lower and lower across her neck. It was an act he knew from long experience that she loved as he softly nibbled the fine beige hairs of her regal coat, delighting in the mild, salty-sweet taste of her supple skin.

“Ebon!” Edelweiss whispered gently. “No more foreplay. We only have t-ten minutes, Ebon!” she felt compelled to remind him.

“Less than that after all that talk! So get to it, you two!” she ordered like she was the team leader instead of Ebon.

“Yes, ma’am! You heard her, sister…” Ebon whispered back, paying her words no mind as he licked the perspiration from her prominent green chest leaf. Crying out softly as he kneeled, Edelweiss stepped over and onto Ebon’s back, allowing him to support her weight, as he rocked her gently back and forth, grinding the scent from his long ears deeper into the soft fur of his lover’s belly, marking her anew as his own. “So let’s give our longtime teammate exactly the show she desires…”

“Arceus, strike me, Ebon! I don’t just want a show! I want exactly what you’re giving her!” Ebon wished he could have seen the look on Glassie’s face whose voice sounded labored through the wet squelches of paw against her moist, succulent flesh.

“Fine, but me first! I always got dibs on my brother, Glassie.” Dismounting him, Edelweiss flopped over on the grass and presented herself to him. Ebon took time to savor the view and lick his chops before diving in, salivating as he eyed her two rows of taut, light pink teats. It was all he could do not to pounce her to see her laying docile before him, her tail unfurled like a green carpet inviting the umbreon into still deeper hoards of treasure.

“Oh~! Ebon…” Edelweiss’s voice cracked severely as he began tongue-bathing her belly breasts, giving each teat attention in turn. She sounded to Ebon as if she were speaking through a very long tunnel. “We shouldn’t keep Glassie waiting!”

Glassie. Ebon had heard that name before. But he couldn’t quite remember it as his aroused sandaconda—his sister’s longtime nickname for his phallus—furrowed a sticky trail across a part in his sister’s fur as he repositioned himself over her face, coating her chin and petite button nose with a fine coating of saliva before directing his much-validated attention to the base of her ears. The sticky sweet taste of her ear’s natural honey inviting his tongue deeper in, he bathed it with as many licks as he could; his boofy tail swaying lazily behind him as Edelweiss giggled and squeaked beneath him.

“That’s enough, Ebon!” Glassie growled, her voice snapping Ebon out of his trance as he turned to face her. Her normally erect ears, stiffened by a thin coat of ice lay limp across the sides of her head, sopping wet. At her paws, shards of melting ice soaked into the grassy battlefield still stained with Ebon’s blood, giving her the appearance of a large blue eevee standing in the middle of a raging rainstorm. Even the ever-present crown of ice atop her head glinted with a stream of meltwater trickling from her glacial crest joining the small pool of feminine arousal below.

“Enough? But I thought you wanted this!” Ebon teased as he continued to worship his sister’s ears, eliciting a series of increasingly needy sounds from her that only stoked his arousal further.

“I am… sufficiently stimulated by your brazen act of brotherly love, Ebon.” Glassie teased off a shivering shard of ice from her nose with a lazy sweep of her tongue. “I’ll need another minute or two before I’m ready, but I’m very much enjoying the show! Now enough foreplay! I want to see you two move on to the main event! So how about you fill her up for me, fearless leader?”

Said leader turned to look back at his sister, who looked back up at him with her leafy tail wagging expectantly. “You heard her, brother. She’s rather insistent. And I’d hate to disappoint her.”

Ebon could only grin, feeling yet another fantasy come true. “So would I. I assume you want us both to turn away so you have a direct view of the action?” He shifted enough to point his hindquarters at her and raise his tail, showing off his large set of erotic eevee attributes.

But to his surprise, Glassie only giggled. “SIlly Ebon! Turn towards me! Because I want to be able to see both of your faces…” she replied sweetly. “I want to know how much you really care for and love each other! That’s what turns me on the most.”

Ebon and Edelweiss shared a surprised look, the latter giving a confused cock of the head while the former gave a sort of encouraging nod before nudging his sister forward to face Glassie. “Wow, Glassie. You’re a lot more sentimental than I thought!” The leafeon teased even as she stretched her vine-y back which Ebon rested a paw on.

“Yeah, well, don’t spread it around! I’ve got a reputation to uphold…” Glassie said, continuing to eye the pair as she gently stroked her cute little feminine button from her back, which Ebon instantly noted now gleamed warm and pink.

“Your secret is safe with us,” Ebon said silkenly, then his grin turned lopsided. “Any other requests?”

“Oh! I know. Maybe Glassie wants us to tell her how much we love each other before you split me open.” Edelweiss nipped Ebon’s ear before turning to face her Glaceon teammate again.

“Good idea.” Ebon returned the favor with another wet lick starting at the base of her ear up the grassy tip of her helix that made her yelp like a little eevee. “I love you more than life itself, dear sister. And I’ll gladly spend my whole life rutting you senseless regardless of the rules. How’s that, Glassie?”

“Not bad at all…” Glassie smiled and licked the icy emission from her paw. “Though If I could ask for one more indulgence, I’d just like to know when… things got to be more than just brother and sister between you two.”

“Such uncharacteristic prudishness from the arena brawler!” Edelweiss giggled into her paw. “It happened after I evolved, naturally. When I could finally… fit him inside of me.” she laughed and wrapped her vines around Ebon’s shoulders as he continued pleasuring her ears. “Not now, brother. It’s your turn to talk!”

“As you wish, sis!” Ebon reared up and rested his erection against her spine, just above her tail. “If you must know all the dirty details, it would have been around four years ago, just before we decided to leave Eevee Village to go exploring. Edelweiss had only evolved just that day and… it’s kind of embarrassing, really…”

“Oh, hush!” Edelweiss said playfully as Glassie guffawed loudly. “I didn’t do anything most gals in the neighborhood would find peculiar!”

“The thing is, she didn’t tell me she’d just evolved…” Ebon winked at Glassie, hoping she’d get the hint.

“Oh no, no, no, Ebon!” Glassie waved her sopping wet paw at him. “You don’t get to skim this confession. Enquiring eeveelutions have got to know the full truth now matter how obvious the implications. Let’s hear it, then.”

“Alright, alright…” Ebon cleared his throat, trying to suppress the urge to enter her for just a minute more. “I’ll start at the beginning.”

“I love this story! Do it, Ebon. Do eeeeet!” Edelweiss pumped a clenched paw as if she were encouraging him to poke Arceus in the ribs with a stick.

“The truth is Glassie, that she wasn’t my first choice that night. That I might have been stood up by a date,” Ebon said as he stared at the ground beneath Glassie — she was a wet one! She must have already climaxed twice in addition to the meltwater if the puddle she’d formed was any indication. Helplessly, he found his gaze drawn back up to Glassie’s polar hole, still weeping with springtime slush.

“Before you ask, she was a gorgeous flareon with the thickest rear end you’ve ever seen and miraculously, a female! And well… she didn’t show up at our meetup.” Ebon rolled his eyes.

“Her loss. But that’s not where the story ends, does it?” Glassie ran a claw between her fangs and she used the other to pump her canine clit aggressively, causing a series of squishing noises to start reaching Ebon’s ears.

“Well, no, but…” Ebon swallowed hard. If she didn’t fill his sister soon, he was going to shoot his load all over her back! “But I’m getting a bit distracted. So now you know why this happened; all you need to learn is how. Care to cover the rest, sis?” he implored her.

“Since you ask so sweetly, bro!” Edelweiss kissed Ebon’s chin. “Ebon was coming back into town on the main road into the village. I could see him from the road when I came walking back from the Moss Stone I’d just evolved at. He was none the wiser and since my scent was different, he didn’t recognize me. I knew that look on his face as soon as I’d seen it, so I introduced myself to him as a complete stranger.”

“By Arceus himself… you seduced your own brother!?” Glassie looked at Edelweiss as if she’d just felled a rhyperior with a single Leaf Blade stroke. Her blue skin had turned entirely pink, indicating she’d reached mating temperature. “I may be an ice eevee, but by Arceus himself, that’s really hot…”

“Sure did, but I wasn’t being selfish. He was sad and needy, and I’m his sister! We’re family and I’m supposed to take care of him, right?” Edelweiss exclaimed. “He was always there for me when I needed him most. He’d saved my life by then more than once, too. And he’s so dashing!” The pair nuzzled each other before she continued. “But Ebon, you should show Glassie what we did, rather than us just telling her. Don’t you agree?”

“I do!” Ebon and Glassie said at the same time, prompting the latter to laugh again.

Ebon kissed his sister; the girl who he knew would never stand him up, savoring her familiar taste before mounting her behind. Reacting as if by instinct, Edelweiss grabbed him around the middle with her vines to help him steer. He knew that after rutting Sike, he needed to recalibrate his balance and he knew Edelweiss understood as well.

She truly was the best sister a big brother ever had.

Finally in position, Ebon felt himself sink slightly into Edelweiss’s crisp fur as his glans pierced her dark green spade. He gasped, nearing falling off to the side as the cascade of sensual stimulation struck his brain. At first, he was trapped, unable to proceed. Then Edelweiss began gently drawing him in with her powerful vines, absorbing his length inch by delicious inch as her deceptively powerful body began to accommodate his massive and mighty girth.

He glanced up just long enough to see Glassie’s icy blue tunnels boring into him with something like triumph as they twinkled in Ebon’s golden moonlight, but after that, his eyes closed in purest pleasure, trying to savor the familiar feel of his sister’s eevee interior.

As he finally hit bottom, he felt the warmth and wetness creep up the length of his shaft as she slowly drew him in with her powerful vines, his lover’s liquids trickling down his Pokéballs as he bottomed out inside of her. He buried his nose into his sister's back, inhaled deeply and howled into the pitch-black night. He withdrew with increasing difficulty before thrusting forward again as her reluctant nethers, grasping at his ever-swelling knot, tried to pull him back in.

Glassie gave a cry of her own to see the display, arching her head back with a loud cry, her bent-over ribbon tail gracefully framing the tops of her ears.

One day, I’ll impregnate these two for real. Ebon vowed to the cosmos before throwing his weight into her again. Edelweiss sang in a sort of series of high-pitched yelp as his knot began to nibble deeper into her core with each fresh thrust.

Glassie’s expression grew conflicted as the rubbing intensified. “By the snowy crown of Mt. Coronet! I can’t resist any longer! Ahh!” She leaned back and showered Ebon and Edelweiss with her glacial arousal. Ebon squinted, cringing as his left eye began to sting with a substance that somehow felt both icy and hot at the same time.

But he ignored the momentary discomfort in favor of a far more pleasant sensation; within seconds he was locked inside his sister, immobilized as he emptied his swollen orbs into his beloved, one stream at a time.

“I love you, little sis!” Ebon kissed the back of her head.

“I love you too, big brother!” Edelweiss gently stroked the top of his head with one of her spare vines.

“I love both of you two!” Glassie pounced, elegantly rolling in midair, turning over three times before landing next to Ebon and pressing a recently defrosted ear against his shoulder.

Contented silence between the trio punctuated only by the hooting of owls brought Ebon peace as he breathed in the familiar scents of his mates.

“Hey, Ebon?” Edelweiss eventually spoke, breaking the all-too-brief moment of pure sensual serenity.

“Yeah, sis?”

“Our first mission… isn’t starting off so great, is it?” Edelweiss traced a vine across a long, healing cut on Ebon’s flank where it’d pressed against the timberwolf’s barklike skin.

Ebon sighed and shook his head as he felt a brief sting. “No, it’s not if I nearly got killed. This is an unfamiliar world and we don’t know the dangers or the denizens. We’re not ready for what’s out here. Not yet.”

“The ponies seem so nice. Yet they build next to such a dangerous place.” Edelweiss spoke in a tone bordering on worried. “How do they deal with such threatening creatures?”

“No idea. But are we any different, though?” Ebon kissed the top of her head again. “I mean, think about it — I doubt the ponies would know what to do if they found themselves flung out into the middle of the Evolution Forest and encountered a ghostly intrusion.”

“I, uh, I grew up next to a… strip mall,” Glassie said in an uncharacteristically small voice as she pressed close against them. “But if the ponies ask, I grew up next to an angry Giratina.”

“You’re secret is safe with us, Glassie.” Ebon smiled reassuringly. She seemed to take heart at his words, her skin turning from pink to her typical shade of blue once more.

“My point is, brother. The next time we go anywhere, you’re coming with us!” Edelweiss punctuated her proclamation by wrapping up all four of his legs in vines. “Because no creature in this forest or any other is carrying you off to the Spirit World.”

“And boss or no, we agreed to a split of the loot and the glory!” Glassie’s fur shined white as the wind-driven snow, a cracking sound emanating from her like the surface of an icy lake filling the air. “So we’re chaining ourselves to you next time, if we must!”

“What Glassie and I are telling you, Ebon, is your solo adventuring privileges are hereby revoked. You got that!?” Edelweiss cupped his exposed Pokéballs with her tendrils, giving them a gentle pinch.

“Got it.” Looks like the only way I’m dying is if my ladies kill me first! The promise of their love, protection and continued hot sex brought a newfound courage and determination to succeed to Ebon. “Yes, ma’ams!”

It was only then the sound of a throat clearing reminded Ebon that they weren’t alone. “Er, I do not wish to interrupt your bonding time, but we’d best be off, honored guests,” a male voice was heard from somewhere on the path. A short while later, an armored stallion poked his head into the pit they’d been huddled together in. He glanced over at Ebon and Edelweiss and shook his head slowly.

“I know the Princess promised you ‘all the time you need’, but I would respectfully suggest that is best reserved for when you are in your new quarters. Take it from me that it is dangerous to stay in the forest for an extended time. As it would seem you two are… joined for a while, may we assume you will be together in the same cart then?” He sounded he like was trying to keep the amusement out of his voice.

Ebon’s cheeks turned from black to red. “I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry!” Ebon closed his eyes, willing the stallion to go away. But he didn’t go away, patiently awaiting their exit. Crap! This is really awkward!

“You’re right. We’re not going anywhere for a while…” Edelweiss said guiltily. “Sorry Ebon wasn’t able to split you too, Glassie. It wasn’t intentional.”

“Sorry? Don’t be! I got plenty from tonight’s show, I assure you!” Glassie slowly clapped her paws together. “You’ll get your chance to bone me, Ebon! Good things come inside those who wait!”

Edelweiss groaned. “You don’t laugh at your own joke, Glassie! Ugh… It was pretty funny though…”

“We’re all very sorry, sir!” Ebon apologized again. “Oh and nice double entendre, Glassie.”

“Thank you! Thank you!” Glassie curtsied before him, and this time, Ebon was certain that the stallion smiled even as he put his face in his hoof. But whatever embarrassment he might have been feeling for them, his horn ignited. With a fresh flash of magic, he quite easily lifted all three of them at once to place them into the back of an enormous golden cart.

“There you are! You three can consider yourselves in horny jail until we get you to Ponyville. And don’t worry about your knot, Ebon. We’ll be traveling at speed, so the chill in the air will loosen you up in no time,” he said in perfect deadpan, eliciting a fresh flush from all three and a swiftly suppressed chortle or two from the pegasus stallion pulling the cart. “I’ll head back on my own. Enjoy your journey!”

The stallion then signaled the pegasus and the three took off into the sky, floating weightlessly in a sky filled with unfamiliar constellations of countless twinkling stars.

“Horny… jail? Edelweiss said slowly.

“Don’t worry, Edelweiss. I can take them all on!” Glassie looked around as if for someone to challenge her.

“And what are we, chopped liver?” Edelweiss frowned at Glassie.

“Hold the liver. You two are just a sandwich!” Glassie laughed again as the other two groaned.

“Eat me.” Ebon prayed to almighty Arceus he could survive horny jail — and Glassie’s sense of humor — long enough to meet this ‘Princess of Friendship’.

“Hey, you three!” The pegasus chariot puller called back over his shoulder. “Er, I mean two. Glassie and the sandwich, we’ve got thirty minutes until we reach Ponyville. Are we good back there?”

Glassie threw her head back, now howling with laughter as Ebon and Edelweiss groaned a second time. “Yeah, we're vibing! A question, though: Did Sike go on ahead of us, Mister Pegasus?”

“Your friend Sike went with Princess Cadance,” the pegasus explained in an amused air. “She should be honored! Her Majesty seems to have taken quite a liking to your friend.”

“And I’m glad.” Ebon rubbed his chin as Edelweiss chimed in on Glassie’s conversation with the chariot puller. Despite the ongoing embarrassment of being knotted with his own sister to the obvious and ongoing amusement of their hosts, he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was forgetting something. Something vital that he needed to bring up immediately.

I was attacked but everyone knows. Ebon eliminated that possibility from his list. I’ve still got the bag on me, so that’s not it…

Edelweiss sneezed, the vibration channeling up his still firmly-lodged male member like a tuning fork.

I’m not just a sandwich, but an idiot sandwich with a side of idiot! Ebon closed his eyes, trying to drown out the whistling of the wind around him. He found himself instantly transported back to when he was crossing over to Equestria, remembering all that befell him. He remembered feeling weightless, falling helplessly through the sky as a voice cried out from above him…

“Cross me and you’ll be next, umbreon!” Ebon abruptly blurted out.

Come again, Ebon?” Edelweiss replied hesitantly from beneath him.

“Hey, that’s my line!” Glassie joked, but her smile dropped to see the suddenly haunted look on his face. “Seriously, you okay, boss?”

He had to gather himself for a moment before he spoke. “I’m not sure. Did, uh, either of you hear a voice while you were teleporting down to Equestria?” he asked them calmly, only to earn some odd looks and shakes of the head. “Hear a threatening voice? See a human get attacked?”

Before they could answer, there was a loud pop and a rush of cold air as Ebon’s knot disengaged from his sister. A pool of eevee batter began to form on the plush burgundy carpet lining the interior of the chariot, leaving him briefly wondering if he now owed the crown princess of Ponyville money for trashing her property. Sorry, chariot cleaner, whoever you are. If I had a napkin or ten to mop it up with, that’d at least be something!

Edelweiss looked at Glassie and then back at Ebon, shaking her head. “No, Ebon. I don’t remember anything at all until I touched down just outside of town.”

“Outside of town? You’ve been to Ponyville already?” Ebon asked. How late to this party was I? Sheesh!

“Sort of,” Glassie said, noncommittally. “I mean, kind of? The sun was high in the sky and I could see these really quaint-lookin’ country buildings off in the distance. I did end up sprawled out on the dirt when I woke up and puked my guts out pretty good. Let me tell you, despite whatever you’ve been told, those poffins don’t taste good the second time around…”

The chariot pegasus cut in, his voice sounding concerned. “You were awake during the teleportation process, Ebon? That’s the first time I’ve ever heard of it happening.”

“You hear that, Ebon? You’re so good you accomplish the impossible!” came Glassie’s jovial reply.

“Hold on, Glassie,” the chariot pegasus cut in. “This is serious. Tell me everything you saw, Ebon. From the beginning, if you would.”

So Ebon did, starting with falling through the sky and ending with the assumed attack striking the human.

The chariot driver was silent, nodding as Ebon spoke before finally speaking up. “We didn’t find anyone but you in the forest, Ebon. We have means of spotting creatures we’re looking for that don’t rely on eyeballs alone. It’s funny, actually. The most difficult part of finding you waiting for you to appear and then being in the right place to scoop you up. As you noticed, you ended up furthest away and we couldn’t reach you in time to protect you from that Timberwolf attack. Apologies.”

“Not a problem, Mister…” Ebon hesitated, having no clue what the stallion’s name was.

“The name’s Storm Wind, sir.” He turned and gave the trio an off-hoofed salute. “I admit some concern in this matter from what Cadance has told me about some of the creatures living in your world. With due respect, they sound powerful and extremely dangerous. Still, this all does sound a little crazy. An unknown entity hijacking our transporter without us knowing? Unlikely to say the least. And a little frightening.”

“I want to be fair to Ebon because he’s definitely not crazy.” Edelweiss made a nasty smirk. “Glassie’s completely mental but not him.”

“Now I resemble that remark, sweetie!” Glassie wrapped her ribbon-like tail around the guardrail of the chariot. “Want to watch me bungee jump?”

“Don’t even think about it!” Storm Wind replied sternly. “Remember, we are thousands of feet in the air!”

“Anyways…” Edelweiss’s frustrated tone hinted to Ebon she hadn’t been expecting humor from Glassie at such a serious moment. “Mister Storm Wind, sir? Is it possible Ebon just had a bad dream?”

“Aw hay and biscuits, lass. I’m not an arcane theorist, just a wagon puller!” Storm Wind laughed. “Listen, you’ve got me interested, and I don’t think your brother is making this up. I don’t want you to worry about this anymore, though. I’m going to have a talk with some ponies with much higher salaries than mine and get back to you with any information I’ve got. It’s a fact that something went wrong when you went inside. We don’t know what, but foul play can’t be ruled out.”

How does this pony know about Foul Play? Ebon scratched his head. Maybe Cadance researched and named some of the moves she observed feral dark types using out in the wild?

He didn’t know, but he wasn’t about to press the matter when he needed all the support he could get. “Thank you for believing me, Storm Wind.” Ebon bowed to the pegasus stallion respectfully. “It means a lot.”

“Not a prob, my dark-furred friend!” Storm Wind banked the cart to the right and began to fly lower as the first signs of equine inhabitation lit up across a sprawling valley below. Dull orange light poured from the windows of thatched-roof cottages, making Ebon’s back fur stand on end. Nothing these ponies lived inside of should look so human-like!

Glassie licked Ebon’s cheek, the sudden shock of cold making him flinch. “Don’t pass out on us, Ebon! I see you looking like you’re ready to jump out of your fur.”

“I am now that you licked me!” Ebon protested. It’s probably nothing. Everyone is safe and I got to knot my sister. Happy endings all around! He tried to assure himself. I just hope this pony guy isn’t going to have to work too hard on my behalf. “I’m fine, Glassie. I’m just… today has been a lot for me. And all of a sudden I feel… unsettled.” He shivered again.

“Yeah…” Edelweiss frowned. “It was even longer for us than you. The ponies wanted to search for you alone, but Glassie and I insisted on coming along to find you. Been walking around that spooky forest for hours.” She nuzzled Ebon’s cheek. “But you’re okay, and the team’s okay. And now we’re going to meet another Princess!”

“So, have any pick-up lines you’ve got prepared for her?” Glassie winked lewdly, her hushed voice barely audible.

“Eh heh…” Ebon grinned sheepishly, unable to stop himself from wondering if this second pony princess would be as good-looking as the first. “Ladies… don’t you think you’re taking this joke a bit far?”

“I don’t know, Ebon, are we?” Edelweiss said with what her brother perceived as sincerity. “Now that we’re almost a part of Pony World, it seems like something we should talk about, doesn’t it?”

“I do recall you bringing it up in the bathtub, yes.” And I did my best not to answer you, Ebon reminded himself.

“And you blew it off by being Mister Cool and not answering at all as I recall,” Glassie said conversationally, as if she wasn’t casually destroying her boss for her own satisfaction.

Ebon winced. “Blunt as usual, eh, Glassie?” He glanced over at Edelweiss for support. She said nothing but looked back at him as if waiting for him to say something. If Edelweiss is passing up a chance to put Glassie in her place, this can only mean I’m the antagonist. Or is it the villain? I never understood the difference. I guess I’ll go with being the villain in this instance. Yeah, that sounds right.

Ebon cleared his throat and straightened his posture. “To tell you the truth, I never expected it’d come to me sleeping with my entire exploration team and… never stopped to consider what our ground rules would be. So I want your input.” Ebon sat before his teammates and rested a paw on Glassie’s and Edelweiss’s, gazing into their eyes. The two nodded silently in return. “I’m your leader in battle, not in this new relationship of ours. If we’re a family now, then everyone should have equal say. We are a democracy and everyone’s vote counts.”

Edelweiss raised both of her paws and her tail over her head, lofting it like a banner. “Point of order, Ebon. Sike isn’t here.” She followed it up with a nudge to Glassie’s side, who chuckled in response.

“Well taken, my sinister ministers!” Ebon smiled back at the two. “I suppose we’ll just have to vacate the meeting for the night-”

“Hold it!” Glassie bellowed, reaching out and booping the Umbreon on the nose. “Oops! I got carried away there.” Glassie half-grinned before pulling out a sheaf of parchment from her chest fluff. “I, uh, actually have notes from a previous meeting just us girls had with each other. Sike detailed her opinions on how a pack relationship between us should work. She signed it too in the most beautiful-looking fancy cursive script you’ve ever seen. Like something you’d find written on a signed letter from Arceus.”

“No way!” Ebon snatched the paper out of Glassie’s paw, his eyes scrolling quickly as he scanned the parchment. It was as Glassie had said, complete with lurid and unfiltered wish-fulfillment that had Ebon’s Umbrehood twitching in its sheath once more.

Ebon stuffed the paper into his chest fluff. I might need that someday when I have to rub one out! Whew! “So much for a point of order. Holding a meeting without me present? Democracy dies for dark-types!”

“I was there and can personally vouch for the note’s authenticity,” Edelweiss said, formally. “Sike seemed all too eager to share her thoughts with us. But what about yours, brother?”

“We’ll still need to clear anything we say with her after the fact but this will do for now. Do you two agree with Sike about me…” Ebon leaned in close, his voice lowering to a whisper. “... sleeping with the ponies?

“Bro, someone’s gotta do it!” Edelweiss stated emphatically as if she were stating mathematical principles to the newly hatched. “But then again, we don’t know if we can mate with ponies yet. Might it not lead to greater understanding if you test that out for us?” Her smile suddenly turned sly.

“I don’t think we have to worry, Ebon. We eevees are quite versatile. I’m sure any pony would be happy to be gifted with one to raise and lead into battle!” Glassie thumped her chest and, remembering they were thousands of feet in the air, refrained from doing a flip.

They’ve got a great point, Ebon mentally conceded as he glanced forward to see their pegasus pilot was staying silent, but keeping an ear trained on them. What self-respecting adventurer would say no to raising our offspring? “Aw, heck! I can’t argue with flawless logic like that, you two!” Ebon’s expression grew strained once more. “But you three don’t feel like I’d be a… I dunno, a traitor to all eeveekind or something?”

“Just don’t sleep with anyone we wouldn’t, alright?” Edelweiss put a leg over Glassie’s shoulder who, seeming surprised but happy, returned the favor, nuzzling the leafeon’s cheek.

“I will not betray your trust, ladies.” Ebon lowered his head in offering, the other two doing the same and the three exchanged scents with a long head rub. “We vote on everyone we get intimate with, okay? And none of this supermajority nonsense. It’s unanimous or nothing. Agreed?”

“Okay!” the two replied as one, saluting.

“I hate to interrupt your very interesting discussion, honored eevees, but have a look. We’re nearly in Ponyville!” Storm Wind called back to them.

Edelweiss gasped and pointed off to her right. “Look Ebon! Eeeeveee!” She hopped up and down, making the entire cart sway up and down. “It’s a giant crystal building! Sike must be in the presence of Arceus right now!”

“By the hoar frost of Articuno!” Glassie bellowed. “It looks like it could be made of ice!”

“So it isn’t just Ponyta Pass. Ponies really do live in style!” Ebon exclaimed before howling up at the moon, his eevee friends joining in with howls of their own.

Without warning, the crystal building burst into radiant light; rays of purple, blue and gold shone with such ferocity that Ebon had to cover his eyes.

Streaks of light shot out from the forests on both sides and from the manicured lawns of the crystal building looming ever closer to them, exploding into great balls of colorful light with a clap like Zapdos’s thunder.

Below him, dotting the landscape, Ebon could see them properly now as he averted his gaze downward away from all the light, ponies of every hue looking up at them as they passed. Several of the unicorns even fired their own sparks into the air as they waved up at Team Allure.

“Best… welcome… ever!” Glassie shouted, before giving a triumphant cry.

“Savor it, Glassie. You’ve earned the entrance of a champion.” Edelweiss nuzzled Glassie on the cheek.

Glassie looked back at Edelweiss, looking as if she might cry before managing to speak. “Thank you!”

It’s great to see my friends finally treating each other like friends instead of co-workers for a change! Ebon would relish their makeup sex later.

The chariot did a lap around the building as if showing off its every gleaming facet to the three before the chariot began to descend steadily towards a gathering of ponies at the end of a long, lit path. Edelweiss gave a yip of surprise as the back wheels of the chariot struck the path which yielded slightly to its touch, followed by the front two wheels and four pony hoofbeats muffled by the grass.

Throngs of ponies remained a respectful distance away and continued to cheer and wave as the cart rolled to a stop. One in particular stood out among the others, it was Princess Cadance and next to her stood…

“Sike!” Ebon called to her. She cried back to him in greeting.

“Your Highness! Guests of Twilight Sparkle. I present to you… Team Allure!” Storm Wind called out grandly.

Princess Cadance wrapped Sike in her aura and placed her in the cart with the other three eevees as some of the ponies, including one overly-enthusiastic pink pony, began to blow on some bizarrely shaped double-headed horns. Whatever that meant to the crowd, they seemed to indicate it was now acceptable to approach the cart and observe their guests up close.

What in Giratina’s name am I supposed to say to them? Ebon thought. “Hello, Equestria! I’m Ebon!” Yeah, good enough. Just keep waving at them!

“Oh my gosh! They speak Equish. So cool!” A tiny pony Ebon assumed was a starter form, said.

“So articulate! So distinguished! Look at that dapper gentlecolt with his golden rings.” A fancy pants-wearing stallion with a monocle proclaimed.

“Dude! That Leafeon is far out!” A green earth pony with very prominent eyebrows pointed up at Edelweiss, grinning.

“I love the pink kitty so much! Oh, can I go pet her, mama?” Another small one called out from atop its mother’s back.

“Bold! Ztriking! Look at her icy crown. Zimply ravishing!” A blue earth pony wearing shades over her eyes pointed a strange device at them that emitted puffs of smoke and flashes of light.

Sike’s thoughts forced their way inside of Ebon’s mind. Hey, I’ve seen one of those before, Ebon! It’s a camera from the Edo period of Johto’s history. I’ve only ever seen holo-images of those things. She must be a collector of really old junk…

I’m surprised you’ve seen anything like that, Sike. Johto must be brimming with frightening spirits for you to encounter such intimate details of humanity’s past.

Ebon got a brief mental image of Sike inside of a library, wearing huge wire-framed glasses and filling out a floral dress with her broad Espeon rump. We’ve got a lot to talk about when we get a chance but for the time being, are you ready to join me in clearing this monster house? With kindness?

Sure thing, Ebon. We won’t shirk our work!

Author's Note

Welcome back, readers! If you haven't already, have a peek at the earlier chapters. I changed things here or there.