The Rise of Passion

When Gallus regained his sight, he was in his dorm room with all of his friends and Trixie standing over him. "It's gone," he said, wiping his eyes. "I can see again."

"Good," snorted Smolder, punching him in the shoulder. "That's for making me worry about you."

Sandbar moved in and hugged him. "I'm glad you're okay."

Gallus looked around at the others, who were unmoving. "Look, this isn't a very special episode. If you're waiting your turn, skip it. I can handle a group hug."

As they all piled onto him, with the exception of Smolder and Trixie, he quickly realized that he couldn't handle a group hug. Most of them, sure, but Yona was very zealous about it, and hugged perhaps a bit too tight. He hugged back, of course; his arms weren't broken.

Ocellus pulled away. "We called Trixie in here, too, so we can discuss how to proceed."

"What's to discuss?" grunted Gallus, now trying to separate from the group hug. "We have the next stage of the plan set up for when we finish this one."

"Well, that's just it," growled Smolder. "How do we finish this one? We obviously fucked up the plan and had to bail you out of trouble. That's the whole reason we had to blind you in the first place, to make the potion no longer work on you."

Now free, Gallus sat down with Sandbar cuddling up to him. "And I'm very grateful for that. Really, I am. But there's not really going to be a huge change in the plan. We just go on as we were supposed to."

"How?!" demanded Smolder. "You're supposed to escort them back to Fluttershy's cottage for a wild night of passion and then come back on the daily to make sure they eat and bathe and don't die! How are you supposed to do that if they aren't bound to your every whim?!"

Gallus glanced around the room and smirked. "Are you serious?"

Ocellus grabbed his claw. "Are we going to have to give them the antidote, too, and try again from the beginning?"

Gallus shook his head. "Guys, the only thing different from the plan is that now we have somepony to occupy Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash's time. Who cares if it's me or a manedresser? The fact of the matter is, they're out of the way and unharmed."

"What if they end up pregnant?" sneers Smolder.

"I'm pregnant," interjects Trixie. "And I'm going to be just fine. Ponies are birthed every day without issue. They'll be fine."

"Yeah, but you signed up for it. They didn't!"

"Are you sure?" chuckled Trixie. "Trixie can go ask them right now."

"They can't answer," growled Smolder. "Their mouths are full of stallion cock!"

"And will be for the foreseeable future," nodded Gallus. "That frees up my time, and allows me to be here at the school, which is less suspicious. It's a better plan than what we had. All we have to do is go tell them that there's a great big bed at Fluttershy's cottage that's going to be way easier to have sex on than Rainbow Dash's desk."

"He has a point," nodded Trixie. "We don't have to reinvent the plan, just shift it a little bit. We can even have a deliverypony drop off food for them daily, so we don't have to do it all ourselves."

After a bit of shrugging around the room, everyone was in agreement. "We'll wait for nightfall, when everypony's going into the auditorium, then sneak them out the other side of the school," smiled Gallus. "Nopony will suspect a thing."

Silverstream clapped her claws. "By the by, Pinkie loved the idea of serving corn cakes to the crowd, and she's spent the last two hours baking up a batch to try selling to the theatre crowd as a sort of test audience! How'd the beverage tasting go?"

"Terrible," answered Ocellus. "They only tried half the drinks, and only liked one before they ran off to go do something else."

"They ran off to have sex," clarified Smolder. "The whole thing was a good idea, and the drinks were good, we just couldn't serve all of them in time. We were approved on the cider, at least, and if we can convince Pinkie to sign a paper that says it's good enough, Twilight will allow it. Bonus points if we can have Applejack backing her up."

"So we're all set for the buckball game this weekend!" clapped Silverstream. "Woo!"

"And then my dad shot her; it was weird."

"Trixie?"

Trixie looked up from her conversation with the critic. "Headmare Twilight. Trixie was just talking about the play with this lovely young stallion from the newspaper."

Twilight approached them. "Excuse me, sir, but would it be too much trouble to borrow her for a moment? It won't take too long, I just need to ask her something."

"By all means," shrugged the critic. "I'll just go grab another drink. Ladies?"

As he shuffled off, Twilight pulled Trixie aside. "Have you seen Fluttershy anywhere? Her brother was supposed to help with the outfits, but he never showed up, and neither did she."

Trixie shook her head. "The last I'd heard, she was tasting drinks with Rainbow, made by some of Pinkie's students."

"Which ones? They might know where they disappeared to."

"Smolder, Ocellus and Gallus. Actually, Gallus chased after them until they locked themselves in Rainbow's office. We think they disappeared out the window because when I went by later, the door was locked and the window was open. Also, they made a mess of that room."

Twilight laughed. "Rainbow's office is always a mess."

"What'd you think of the show, by the way? I know Rarity had to rush through the mane styling with the manedresser flaking like that. Did they ever find him?" Before Twilight could answer, she clapped her hooves, then pointed to Twilight. "I bet Fluttershy and her brother went out to find that manedresser than never showed up."

Twilight shook her head. "Fluttershy's brother was the manedresser we called on. They would know where he was!"

"Oh." Trixie shrugged. "No idea, then."

Twilight sighed. "Thanks, anyway. I'll try to find ponies to stand in for them. In the meantime, if you see them around, would you ask them to come talk to me?"

"Sure."