Magical Hearts

Chapters

Rebirth and Discoveries
Meetings and Greetings
Adjustments and Parallels
4 – A Bit of Naughtiness and Punishment
Catching Up In More Ways Than One - Part 1

Rebirth and Discoveries

Earth, May21, 2025

Mìsos Trómoi exhaled softly, his pale amber skin contrasting qute noticeably. His dark amber irises had a deep amethyst ring around the edges as his red tipped dark blonde hair swayed a bit around his shoulders and upper back. His gaze drifted around cautiously and alertly. He blinked as he noticed a flash of dark auburn hair swaying out of the corner of his eye.

He spun, spotting the bounding head of hair from a young woman he gauged to be 19 or so. What he didn't expect was to feel a frigid burning surge throughout his body. His gaze snapped back in front to see a sneering face.

He looked down to see an stinger embedded in his upper abdomen close to his right side before he saw a second stinger rising over the Kytinn's shoulder before a barrier of golden fire flared from his instinctively raised hands, shoving the Kytinn woman back as sparks flew from the deflected strike and ripping the stinger free from his body though the icy burning warned him of poison. His eyes narrowed as he clamped it over his side. "Nepa'aspis," he grunted, recognizing her.

He twisted before kicking the Kytinn woman back, dust kicking up before he felt something burning through his body, unaware hidden scales that shimmered a deep golden red edged in deep emerald revealed themselves in an aura of deep bluish green flames, coiling four times up his forearms, covering his elbows in barely visible barbs. The scales outlined his biceps before covering the back of his shoulder blades before running down his spinal column.

He swayed to the side in a ducking bob before he tagged her with a reversed elbow before he heard a gagging screech before he twisted into a vicious roundhouse before turning into a thrust kick. He saw the dark blue blood splash onto the ground as she let out a sharp, hacking cough. He gritted his teeth as he felt like someone had injected magma throughout his body as his fingers curled into fists as deep golden amber flames with prismatic golden tips ignited around his feet as his eyes narrowed as his eyes widened as he was engulfed in a brilliant flare of light.

Pharast3, Ungula - CityofCanterlot

A pair of young sorceresses, one aged 18 and the other just under 16, one clad in shades of mulberry, byzantine purple, and borderline indigo and the other clad in warm shades of copper, scarlet, tangerine, and muted gold, let their hands drop as they breathed heavily, the Arcana Sigil's glow fading from a mingled mulberry-violet and deep sea green to a dull, muted gray.

"That….. was draining. Our magic reserves, I sense, are at perhaps 12% combined, Sunset. Though there seems to have been no result whatsoever," the young woman commented, her deep violet eyes tired beneath her mid back length dark sapphire blue hair with moderate purple and brilliant raspberry streaks a bit darker with sweet scented sweat.

"Seems we'll have to review the runework and…" the other young woman's irises were a deep crystalline aquamarine as she spoke before pausing as her eyes widened, her hair in shades of scarlet, auburn, copper, and holding golden highlights streaked through it.

They felt the floor tremble slightly abruptly as the Sigil flared a brilliant hot golden color before fading. To their surprise, a young man a bit older than Sunset was sprawled, his hand clamped to his right side though blood trickled through his fingers even as they watched.

Sunset swiftly hefted him to his feet, ignoring his pained yelp. "We have to get you to the infirmary," she muttered warily. She didn't know this guy and knew if Princess Celestia didn't question him, it was likely others would. She could almost feel the magic burning beneath his skin. "Might not be a bad idea for suppressor bracers… at least until he can control his magic, Twilight," she deadpanned.

"I suppose. I can feel his magic from here… feels… like a volcano," Twilight said slowly. "You think he could be as strong as us?" she said carefully.

"More than likely, though it is obvious that his magic awoke due to trauma… likely to save his life," Sunset commented. "Though the real question is where is he native? Obviously not here on Ungula," she commented.

A low cough distracted her. "Earth… ugh… Reefside," he muttered hoarsely. "Though that Kytinn bitch… I'm gonna beat her ass down," he muttered. "Latin… 'scorpion'... 'viper'," he muttered before his body went almost limp.

"Scorpion? Viper? You think he might have been poisoned?" Twilight said, quickly connecting the dots in her mind.

Sunset blinked as Twilight slung his other arm over her shoulders, helping to shoulder his weight, though she pressed her hand to his injured side, discreetly focusing a bit of magic into her fingers to accelerate his healing. "Likely," she sighed.

Her gaze shifted to his hanging head as he tried to help as he could, which wasn't much. She could feel his muscles twitching as if something were beneath his skin. What that could be, however, had her curious.

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Within Mìsos' mind, however, he found himself walking through a tall archway of age darkened stone before it widened into a broad room beyond which was lit by large fires as well as numerous soldiers in samurai armor.

He cocked his head, noticing some with halberds, others with naginata, as well as some with katana and hookswords. He noticed kusarigama, spears, broadswords, quarterstaffs, and an immense variety of throwing weapons and bows.

His gaze shifted to where he recalled Shang Tsung's Soulnado being. To his mild surprise was a tall, eleven and a half foot tall dragon half lounging in a heavy throne. His head cocked, not recognizing him but he could sense the lethal, dangerous power rolling off the bipedal dragon. His head cocked, getting a distinct sense of knowing who it was, yet unable to recall who it was.

"My Army, gathered in My Name, though they may fight for you if you earn their respect, My Heir," the dragon rumbled.

Mìsos blinked, cocking his head. "Should I know of them? Or of you?" he deadpanned. He saw the Dragon pause at that.

The slightly greenish yellow-golden glow in those eyes dimmed to reveal golden orange irises with dark scarlet slitted pupils with an ebon core. As he opened his mouth, the throne chamber trembled slightly. "We will talk in time. Know that you are Dövthurkūl," was his final words before exhaling a blast of flames that engulfed his mental avatar, expelling him from the soulscape.

Intheconsciousworld —

Mìsos' eyes fluttered open as he groaned, very aware his tawny skin could be termed as 'smoky topaz' in tone. He felt an odd tingling beneath his skin, almost like an electrical current.

"You're fortunate that your injury was near nothing vital or the haemo-neurotoxic venom would have killed you far faster than could have been treated," a woman with vaguely pony characteristics and wavy light pink hair commented dryly. Her eyes were a pale aquamarine blue. He noticed her skin was covered by a fine layer of light pinkish white fur.

"Where am I?" he commented warily.

"Canterlot, on the planet of Ungula within the Magix Dimension," her tone was cool. She glanced at the clipboard she'd hung over the foot of the bed.

"You have me utterly confused," Mìsos Trómoi deadpanned bluntly, unaware his upper arms had streaks of reptilian scales, the deep golden scarlet scales and dark emerald edges quite noticeable.

His mind, however, was operating in overdrive. "Haemo-neurotoxic venom? Striking, more than likely, at the heart and brain… one to kill one they would see as a threat, the other, more than likely, to paralyze potential reproduction hosts. Kytinn reproduce parasitically… absorbing the strongest qualities from a host before killing them. In all likelihood, they are those that the cinematic 'Xenomorphs' were based upon," he muttered under his breath.

He saw the woman blink at his muttering. His head tilted as she turned away, noticing what looked like a Chinese Trigram on the nape of her neck a half shade darker than her fur as her hair shifted by her light pink collar - ☶ - though what caught his eye was the Chinese Hexagram upon the back of her cream colored shirt in scarlet - ䷑ - which made his head tilt. "I'm guessing that refers to your employment as a healer?" he commented.

She blinked before half turning with a small smile. "Yes," she commented. "It appears whatever world you are native to knows of Trigram Sigils?" she commented with mild interest.

"On my world, they are known as Trigrams native to a land known as China. Though in all likelihood, I will not be going back anytime soon, hmm?" he sighed.

"I wouldn't know, due to my talents being primarily in healing, both mundane and arcane," she commented before she paused. "I'm Nami Skyheart," she introduced herself.

"Mìsos Trómoi," he commented wryly. "Though I do wonder about these. They're restraints of some sort, though what kind, I can't tell. I do know Chì Users were not that uncommon in my world, however," he commented, not mentioning that the energy he could feel thrumming beneath his skin felt much stronger than the average Chì Energy.

Meetings and Greetings

Pharast3, Ungula - City of Canterlot

Early Evening

Sunset Shimmer was sipping a mug of hot chocolate as even though it was early in the month of Pharast, it was unseasonably chilly. Her crystalline aquamarine eyes darted to the infirmary door as it slid open, the dark copper stained Neighponese frame and slightly pink rice paper with a light bluish teal background rustling softly. Her eyebrows rose at the sight of Head Nurse Skyheart, who was of the Kenkōshinzō Clan who were well known for their members who tended to be talented medics.

"He is conscious, though he does have a bit of a tendency to mutter to himself. I do wonder if this 'Kytinn' was what attacked him as he claims. I do suspect there will be a bit of a scar and quite a bit of soreness for several days at minimum. You may check on him, being that you and Twilight were the ones who found him. How he got into the library without being seen, however, by either the Air Razors or Sol Guard, I do not know," she commented dryly.

Sunset tilted her head knowing nobody would know about the Yìnjì Zhàohuàn ritual they'd employed as the Sigil had burned itself out. It was entirely possible that Princess Celestia could have sensed it, however. "Curiosity, perhaps? I mean, from the outside, it is no more than eleven feet from the public walking paths and public gardens," she commented. "If someone were really determined, they could get to the lower windows. True, doing so without employing magic of any sort would be difficult," she commented in thought.

Mìsos blinked as he saw the door open before he saw the tawny orange skinned young woman. Her hair was an interesting reddish gold with streaks of copper, bronze, amber, wheat gold, and sunny gold. His head cocked, noticing the fur upon her skin before he noticed the light violet haired girl with slightly pale skin. His head cocked at her dark violet hair as well as the deep blue and pinkish violet streak blended into her hair.

Sunset blinked, noticing that his eyes were an eerie blend of both hers and Twilight's hair, being a deep bluish amethyst that held a ring of almost wolfish amber before his eyes shifted into a startling reddish gold with barely visible 'veins' of scarlet glowing outside the ring. His pupils, however, were those of a Dragonkin or Thestral… narrow slits. The hospital gown he wore was a pale cream, standing out sharply against his tawny skin, which she absently noticed utterly lacked fur. She saw his ears twitching, almost forgetting that they wore the lightly armored greaves and soles that deadened the subtle click of their hooves. She got the sense he could still hear it, though.

He grimaced after a moment, wincing. "Ugh… damn… other than those five… not many held strong auric signatures… but here… giving me a migraine with so many," he muttered after a moment.

"Then try to focus on just two or three closer to you… let the rest fade into background noise," Sunset said carefully in a soothing tone. She saw him cock his head as a small snort of laughter escaped him. His eyes drifted closed as she felt the almost feathery heat being pulled inward before her eyebrows shot upward as she saw the hospital gown charring before it fell away in ashes. Her eyes widened, realizing he wore little but a pair of boxers that looked painted onto his body as well as a bandage roughly three-quarters of an inch above his right hip. She winced as it, too, burned away before she heard a gasp from Twilight as they saw the inch wide hole that, even as they watched, was healing rapidly. It took perhaps twenty seconds for naught but a faint scar to be visible.

She saw the scales glowing faintly upon his skin. She swallowed hard as she felt her body warm up. "Um… do… Do you need some help bathing?" she said shyly, noticing the faded blood clinging to his scales.

"I can help if you need it. I do have some experience with Dragonkin, as my younger brother is one… and he does tend to get into mischief… when my parents aren't around nor my older brother or his girlfriend… um," Twilight said shyly.

His eyebrow twitched upward at her stuttering explanation. "Dragonkin? You have me confused," he drawled. "As far as I know, I'm human… not… anthropomorphic mares," he commented with a quirked eyebrow. He saw their cheeks flush. "Though I don't mind help from two cute mares. Though I'm pretty certain that if we're going to bathe, you might not want to do so in that finery," he drawled teasingly, "but as tempting as it would be to watch… I will wait in the bath chamber," he quipped half-jokingly. He seemed unaware of the pheromones lingering from his presence.

Mìsos didn't mention he had no clue where the bath chamber was, but assumed. He didn't realize that both sorceress mares were blushing not just from his own comments, but the fact they'd offered to bathe with someone they didn't know at all. His eyes drifted half-lidded as he inhaled slowly, his ears twitching as he focused, listening for several specific sounds, namely, splashing water and humming. Giggling and conversation were optional, but not his immediate focus.

His head turned before tilting, catching soft humming as well as splashing, oblivious to the fact he was headed not towards the nearest bath chamber which was a bit down the hall, but towards someone else's private bath chamber. He didn't yet realize that his senses were inhumanly keen.

He paused at a surprised sound before he unconsciously pulsed his aura outward, gaining an awareness of everything near him. What especially caught his attention was the 7'2" woman with a layer of creamy white fur, amethyst eyes, as well as a mane that made him think of the aurora borealis. He noticed the sunburst on the slightly pink towel she had, but it was when two sets of hands grabbed his shoulders before his eyes opened, realizing it was the pair who'd looked in on him in the other room.

"So sorry, Princess! I doubt he knew what he was doing, right?" the purple furred mare commented, her voice tightly strained at the last word.

"Knew what? That implies I know something about this place," Mìsos said bluntly and very honestly.

He saw the cream furred, winged woman cock her head with a small smile. "I'm guessing you didn't think about grabbing a towel, hmm? Though you obviously look like you could use a good bath, and I think my students and I can take care of that, wouldn't you agree?" she commented with amusement.

He absently noticed her breasts were at least an H-cup, though he wasn't quite sure. He didn't realize that her students were C-cups and DD-cups respectively. He didn't realize that his mother's inheritance was awakening, giving him an almost pale reddish golden white coat of fine fur. He did, however, notice the brushes she pulled out.

"It's been some time since my students and I have bonded, you see," the Princess commented wryly, amusement in her voice. She tilted her head as a golden white misty aura of light glittered before three more fluffy towels hung themselves from hooks near the door, the same aura fading from them. "Well, come in. You three aren't going to get good and clean just standing there, are you? After all, what is bathing if not a way to bond and unwind? A way to relax the stress of one's day?" she commented teasingly. "And you do look quite tense, young man. We'll be sure to get rid of every drop of tension, after all, you do look quite swollen and backed up," she purred.

Mìsos blinked, noticing how her voice shifted as she spoke. He was still unaware of his body pumping out pheromones into the air. He did notice the redheaded girl's resigned sigh before she gripped his forearm as well as the bracer around it. A small flicker of pale bluish gray edged pale green energy flickered before both bracers loosened as he tugged away, one bracer falling with a clatter onto the floor as the other remained in the redhead's grasp.

He saw the pair jump at that as he flexed his wrists. "What? My arms were starting to itch, and I rather doubt you'd want fire in here… well… obviously I wouldn't want to damage anything in here, but I have no idea what I can do… though I just followed… well… I suppose it could be an instinct which manifested as Telekinesis," he commented wryly.

His hand drifted to the faint scar on his side. His eyes drifted half-lidded before he inhaled slowly. "Ah well… getting clean now is better to focus on than anything else," he sighed. He was seemingly unaware that his close to 2" thick, 11⅓" semi-flaccid cock and cricket ball sized orbs hanging beneath was very obvious.

He didn't realize that both the Princess and the redhead were watching him. "Sunset, do you mind brushing his hair out before we wash it? It is rather tangled, I notice. Have you ever had your scales scrubbed? Twilight can do that whilst I loosen those tense muscles," the Princess commented. "I'm Celestia, by the way," she introduced herself.

"Mìsos Trómoi," was his wry reply as he watched Sunset move over to the vanity counter where he noticed soaps and lotions. His head tilted slightly, noticing the markings upon the bottles glow slightly before his mind was able to translate them as 'mane moisturizer', 'skin and coat wash, and foaming coat cleanser'. He noticed Celestia beckoning him towards the nearby stool which was slightly higher than knee height, he noted.

He took a deep breath before he did sit upon the stool. He felt her warm hands upon his shoulders and upper chest as he heard water running before he heard something being squirted into the water before he heard the soft splashes as he felt a brush being dragged through his hair. His eyes drifted half-lidded before he stiffened at the feel of a soft brush being massaged over his forearm gently.

"I decided to go with a soft brush since I could tell by the gleam, they're 'new scales' and not hardened yet. I know since Spike's were a lighter shade of purple but darkened a few shades as his scales hardened over time, though that sometimes depends upon how much magic you have and how well your body absorbs ambient magic too," the light violet furred young woman commented wryly as bubbles formed from her gentle brushing.

"Hmmm… one of the few friends I had was Amber Sky. She was Matoka," Mìsos commented thoughtfully. He exhaled softly. "Though Outworld would be more familiar with the concept of Magic, though I never grew up there," he commented wryly.

"You would have had you known of your true origins," he heard the giant draconian growl in his mind, making him wince though he felt Sunset dragging her fingers through his hair at the same time before he noticed a subtle coconut and lemon scent as well as something squirming from a spray bottle.

"Detangler," he heard Sunset comment before she went back to brushing his hair. He tilted his head slowly back so it was easier for her to take care of his hair. His ears twitched at the sound of gurgling water as he noticed something that foamed up in a lather in a nearby tub he estimated to be a bit under four and a half feet deep within the same golden aura before the bottle was set aside.

"For a bit later," Celestia quipped half-jokingly. She watched him sitting there, though she did notice that what appeared to be smooth skin was, in fact, very tiny, almost microscopic scales. She was quite intrigued by this fact. She did notice he didn't seem to mind the pampering her students were giving him.

She could sense latent power that rivaled her own in some ways and even outstripped it in others. She hummed softly in thought as she half turned, seemingly unaware of showing her barely clad derriere beneath her thin silken bathrobe.

Mìsos' eyebrows shot up as the creamy furred Princess turned away from him before she turned back with a couple of washcloths as well as a couple of different shampoos and conditioners. He was almost certain she swayed her hips deliberately when turning away, a fact neither of the other two seemed to notice. He noticed one said 'Fur Shampoo - Honey Apple' and the others said 'Skin Conditioner - Honey Pecan', 'Mane Shampoo - Sakura Lavender' and 'Mane Conditioner - Sakura Blossoms' respectively. He cocked an eyebrow before she spoke.

"Is his hair tangle free? We do need to clean him thoroughly, every single inch," she spoke.

"Yes, I've gotten most of the more irritating tangles out. The rest should work out whilst washing and conditioning his hair, Shisho-hime," Sunset commented, her tone respectful and deferential.

"I'm not sure why you find it amusing to call me that," Celestia teased as she passed over the mane conditioner and shampoo.

"I'd guess it's probably because you're her 'senior' in Magic and Life Experience as well as being a Princess?" Mìsos quipped half-jokingly. He heard Sunset huff before he felt warm, borderline hot, water stream over his body.

"I've never seen anypony with scales that all but reveal their musculoskeletal structure," Twilight commented before she yelped. She saw the presumed Dragonkin glance her direction before his cheeks flushed as he quickly looked away. Her head tilted at his shyness. "Though I do have to wonder how you'll squirm at our thorough physical examination," she teased.

Mìsos shivered at how she purred the last two words, unaware he was putting out pretty strong pheromones that were all but starting an early heat cycle in the two younger mares.

He could feel Sunset's fingers dragging through his hair as he could feel the water running over his body before he heard the soft pop before he smelled cherry blossoms and lavender. Unknown to him, unlike on Earth, the soaps and lotions were truly all natural and very… foamy… in a way very few planets could match, save for Lymphea and a few others.

He could feel Twilight going back to using her brush, this time on the scales on his sides and ribcage. His eyes drifted half-lidded before he jerked as he felt his foot being lifted before he saw Celestia with a similar brush as she giggled as his reaction before he blinked, seeing the scales which had been on the backs of his hands and the tops of his feet flatten and recede, realizing there was no threat. He didn't expect her to drizzle a trail of the fur shampoo in small circles from the top of his foot all the way up to mid-thigh before she started washing her way up his leg. Though he didn't want to admit it, their pampering was causing blood to flow southward.

"Oooh, you like being pampered, don't you? I'd wager you've never had a Princess as well as her two most talented protegès making sure every inch of your body is relaxed… and sated," she purred.

---Spicy content warning!---

He wasn't sure if it was deliberate, the way she leaned forward as she spoke, engulfing his near 16" long, 3" thick engorged length between her upper valley as she washed her way up his leg. She then started moving up and down, stimulating his shaft. “Does that feel good?” she asked, smiling.

His eyes widened as he shuddered as he felt himself twitching at the sudden stimulation as a groan of pleasure escaped him as his head fell back. Unknown to him, his slightly sharper than normal finger and toenails lengthened, revealing themselves to be retractable claws. He growled softly, the sound almost a purr.

While the princess was doing that, Twilight grabbed one of his hands and put it on her chest, more precisely, her left breast and made him squeeze it, slightly moaning with a blush as she gave him a seductive look, “Is my chest soft to the touch?” she asked him, smiling.

He blinked, turning his head to look at her. "Hai, though I'd wager every part of you is soft, considering your fur… though it might not be a bad idea to get rid of the clothes… since I'm pretty certain they're expensive," he commented wryly. "Though I have yet to meet someone with amethyst eyes," he commented. He felt heat coiling low in his belly before he blinked as he felt something cool that quickly warmed, unaware it was edible warming massage oil.

Twilight blushed at the remark but pulled the shirt over her head, revealing her bra-clad C-cup breasts, “Like what you see?” she asked, smirking at him.

Mìsos' eyes widened, noticing Celestia still moving with a small smirk. He knew nothing about breast sizes, but guessed hers were F or G cups. "They're cute and adorable, much like you. Though I'm guessing you're a reader, yes?" he commented wryly. "I notice the very slight calluses from what I'd wager to be hefty book pages on your fingertips. Unless you're an archer, which could create similar calluses," he acquiesced as he knew nothing about these mares.

“Aww, thank you for the compliment, I guess you want to see them in their full glory though, right?” Twilight said, teasing him by pulling on her shoulder straps, “If you do, say the magic word…” she continued, smiling sexily.

"Please, dear, keep being adorably cute," Mìsos commented teasingly. "Though I do wonder how thorough that 'physical examination' will be," he teased.

"Oh, just washing every inch of your body, massaging every bit of tension from your body until you're as tense as water," Sunset teased as she washed his hair thoroughly, as she'd used some of the foaming shampoo initially, though she also planned on using cream shampoo, then conditioner.

Just then, something warm and soft wrapped around his shaft, the Princess had started sucking him off. “Does that feel better?” she asked, a bit muffled, vibrating his shaft as she did, she licked along the length of his shaft then flicked the tip with the tip of her tongue, smiling.

Mìsos' eyes fluttered at the sudden surge of sensations, missing Sunset passing the fur shampoo to Twilight as his gaze shifted at the Princess' words. "Ugh… feels unlike anything I've felt before. To me, bathing like this is as intimate as I've experienced," he admitted with a groan, seeing her slowly rubbing her breasts up and down his shaft.

Then, the Princess started rubbing and teasing his sensitive vein underneath his shaft, “Come on, it’s alright if you ejaculate into my mouth, I allow you, so go on…” she told him, rubbing him there continuously while sucking on the tip of his shaft.

Mìsos shivered at her teasing as he felt the tightening coil abruptly release, unaware a thick burst of sweet, tangy, and slightly sour cream erupted into her mouth, though he remained still very aroused.

Twilight had already unclasped her bra and her chest was showing as she stood in front of the boy. “Would you like to try sucking on them?” she asked, squeezing them together and winking at him.

He trembled slightly, breathing a bit hard as he tugged her closer before he tilted his head, teasing first one nipple, then the other, unaware the way he'd shifted her all but left her slit in the Princess' face. He didn't stop teasing her body, however, just to see how she reacted.

“Ah!” Twilight moaned as he teased her nipples, “You can suck on them if you want to, alright? I do lactate, you know.” she teased him, bringing his face closer to her chest.

He blinked up at her before chuckling a bit. "I'll believe that when I see it. Though I'd bet you taste like sweet blackberries," he teased.

Just then, Twilight grabbed his dangling balls and squeezed it lightly, “Does that feel good?” she asked, bouncing them in her hands and squeezing them occasionally, she giggled when they became warm to the touch, “You ARE liking it, huh?” she said, even rubbing the extremely sensitive vein under his shaft.

Mìsos groaned as he shuddered. "Careful, lass. Never had anyone play with my body," he said in a low, very slightly growling voice. "Unless you want a face full of cream," he teased, the corners of his mouth curling upward slightly.

"That would be kinda funny," Sunset said jokingly, smirking as she rinsed his hair before she draped her arms over his shoulders. "Though it's supposedly good for not just moisturizing skin and fur, but supposedly magic regeneration too," she purred.

Twilight smiled, "I don't mind…" she said, smirking. She continued massaging his balls and shaft.

Mìsos' eyes drifted half-lidded as he shivered. He didn't notice the crimson Sigil no larger than the head of a push pin burned into the base of the underside of his cock which prevented any and all pregnancy unless he desired it.

His head cocked as she kept teasing his length as he watched her before he erupted right in her face and coated not just much of her face and hair, but a good ⅔ of her breasts as well. "Hmmm… if that's how much it coats the outside, how much will it coat the inside?" he mused. "Four, five months pregnant, perhaps?" he teased. He distinctly heard the soft whistling before his fingers on his right hand shimmered pale bluish gray edged pale green, the clay jug of conditioner hovering just above the floor on a cushion of telekinetic force.

"Damn… that sounds so hot," Sunset breathed unintentionally. She shivered at the thought of the engorged length stretching her out.

"Wanna put it inside me?" Twilight teased, turning around and showing him her drenched slit, seeing him not doing anything, she just sat on his shaft, moaning loudly, “Ah~ yes~ knock me up…” she said, rubbing his cheeks against her breasts.

Mìsos was unaware, at least for the moment, that her request was unlikely to be fulfilled. He instinctively rocked his hips, unsure what he was doing, though from the sounds she was making, she certainly seemed to enjoy it. He didn't realize that both of the younger mares were slightly taller than himself, as he was only 5' 11 1⁄2 whereas both younger mares were 6' 2 and 6' respectively for Sunset and Twilight. His eyes were half-lidded before he instinctively motorboated her breasts. He blinked as he noticed a sweet nutty scent before he closed his eyes, realizing her intent with the skin conditioner as a thick trickle ran over his forehead and down his face. He was, in fact, unaware it wouldn't have mattered as he could have opened his eyes underneath molten rock without harm.

Sunset hummed softly as she began working the cream shampoo as well as the conditioner through his hair. She knew the cream shampoo didn't lather near as much, though it was very moisturizing for the hair and scalp. Twilight kept moaning as she moved up and down his shaft, “Ah! At this rate, I’m gonna-” She said, then squirted all over his shaft, moaning loudly.

"Have you warmed up yet?" Mìsos teased. He saw her head tilt as if surprised. "Something tells me you're going to be wobbly afterwards," he teased.

Sunset felt him shift a bit closer to the edge opposite her before she heard soft slaps as his hips started rolling.

Feeling that, Twilight started moaning louder and more frequently, “Ah, ah, ahh…!” she said, face getting red and head falling back, breasts bouncing as he began knocking her up faster.

He shivered as his hips rolled as he felt Twilight's fingers tangling in his hair, holding his head to her chest, lathering his face in the process with the skin conditioner. He could feel Sunset's fingers dragging through his hair.

“Please, let me bear your babies!” Twilight screamed while moaning, tears forming in her eyes, “Please, I can’t hold it back anymore- ah, ah, ahh?! Oh, yeah!” she said, squirting again.

Mìsos grunted softly as his hips pumped faster, lengthening her orgasm. "Not sure… possible… but more… than willing… to try," he managed between thrusts.

Twilight moaned more loudly and frequently, “PLEASE, MAKE ME A MOM!!!” she screamed, not able to contain the pleasure.

Mìsos cocked an eyebrow as he pulled back, seeing her blushing face as he kept pumping his hips, unaware the slaps of his balls were loud in the room. "We barely know one another, are you sure?" he deadpanned seriously.

He could feel that coil ready to flare out. He was unaware of his irises shifting from a gentle, warm golden orange to a shocking bright burning green as wisps seemed to burn from his eyes, unknowingly tapping into his father's very potent powers, though they didn't feel like Dark or Corruptive Magic, as they weren't.

Celestia's eyebrows shot up at the change in his irises, though she could sense it was unintentional on his part. It was an unfamiliar power, but she could sense it was very powerful.

"I… I don't mind… if we love each other, it's okay, isn't it?" Twilight said, hugging him close and pulling him deep inside her again.

"I suppose, though, wouldn't you say that knowing each other better would create a deeper, much more lasting bond?" he commented. Admittedly, being a few months shy of his seventeenth birthday, he didn't feel ready for children.

"Will you marry me?" Twilight suddenly asked him, smiling and moving up and down on his shaft.

"I could, though I'd like to know you all better before such a decision," Mìsos replied, unaware he wasn't quite human as he assumed. In truth, he was of Strúmdövjūn blood.

Celestia noticed the glow fading from his iridescent irises with mild interest. 'So he has some instinctive control over his powers. I am curious what sort of powers he has as he's already exhibited telekinetic abilities,' she mused silently.

Sunset blinked as she rinsed his hair, very well aware of how thick and unruly his hair was now. She had a feeling that he might well discover things they didn't know yet.

“C’mon… we can decide that later, can’t we?” said Twilight, moving up and down his shaft faster while rubbing his sensitive vein underneath, “Please, make me a mom…” she said again with a cute smile.

Mìsos chuckled a bit, still unaware of the Sigil preventing pregnancy. "Considering the fact we aren't using protection to my knowledge," he commented, unaware that wasn't the case, "I don't see how that can be avoided," he teased as he let his fingers glide over her body, not just her breasts. "Though I am curious as to what runs through that mind of yours," he teased before leaning closer and whispering in her ear, "Both innocent and naughty, as I'm certain you have quite a few fantasies. Though admittedly, I would need a teacher to actually teach me Magic… sensei."

Twilight then saw something, “Hey, what’s this?” she said, tapping on his sigil, noticing it, “It looks like… something’s on your shaft…” she said, rubbing him there.

Mìsos cocked his head, unaware it was a slightly raised sigil upon his skin. "I don't know. It's not like I take the time to examine my body when I bathe… especially not at the Shaolin Temple… ugh… speaking of… I was headed back to the Temple from the market when Kytinn attacked me. Though I have no idea how I kept her from driving her stinger through my skull," he said quietly, distinctly remembering the stinger deflecting off a golden barrier… which had shoved that Kytinn bitch far enough back it ripped her stinger free from his abdomen. He paused, looking down at his abdomen, noticing a very slight scar that looked decades old, not hours old.

“Hmm, this looks like an anti-pregnancy sigil…” the Princess said, somehow under the two, exactly where his shaft is. “I think I can take it off…” she said, using her magic to undo the sigil.

Mìsos cocked an eyebrow. He felt an intense heat as well as an intense tingling. Unknown to him, he could, in fact, block the chance of pregnancy by retracting the life energy from the seed. Had they seen internally, they might have noticed tendrils of emerald teal light fading, rendering the next few of his loads inert so pregnancy was a non-issue. What he did know, however, was that the tingling heat as well as the coaxing heat within Twilight's core as she clenched tighter caused him to fill her up to the point of looking just shy of five months pregnant. He most certainly felt her hugging him close as he felt her clenching around him.

"Ah, fuck… now I'm way tempted to get some for myself," Sunset muttered under her breath as her eyes widened, unaware that her voice was heavy with last, desire, and need. She then started fingering his anus, teasing his sensitive part inside.

He groaned softly, glancing back at her. "Planning on cleaning that too, or no? Admittedly, I've never played back there, though I will admit beauty is one way to entice as well as distract," he quipped. He didn't realize turning his head exposed a particular marking upon his skin.

Sunset put another finger in, stretching him. “Does this feel good or does it hurt?” she asked, giggling and teasing his sensitive area inside his butt.

"Closer to the former than the latter. Certainly different," Mìsos commented thoughtfully. His gaze shifted to Twilight, who seemed a bit dazed and trembling. "Might not be a bad idea to help her up… something tells me her legs may not be very supportive," he commented wryly.

The Princess helped Twilight from behind, "Go on, cum inside her, I removed the Sigil from your shaft." She said, smiling at him.

A small smirk crossed his face as he kept pumping his hips, hearing her pleasured moans and coos. "Already did, why else would she look five months pregnant?" he teased. "Though I'd wager that times like this are one of the few times you really get any semblance of relaxation. That's how those with great power or great skill tend to be… swamped by idiots who don't have enough intelligence to use what the Elder Gods afforded them," he sighed. He shivered at the feel of Sunset's fingers dragging slowly up and down his back.

“With great power comes great responsibility.” the Princess told the boy, “I hope you’re ready to take responsibility for Twilight’s kid.” she continued.

Mìsos tilted his head. "If she has one, I'll take care of him or her. If not, I'll still watch over Twilight. Besides, I suspect if I do have a talent for Magic, I'll need tutors and teachers to grasp it… so as to not put others in danger," he commented.

“Would I be a mom now?” asked Twilight, kissing him on the cheek, “If I do, please marry me…” she said with cute eyes.

"I dunno. Though I'd wager once you try standing up…" Mìsos commented teasingly, "it's likely your legs may give out from under you. But either way, I have a feeling things may turn out rather… interesting," he commented as his fingers trailed over her thighs and hips before he purposely massaged her ass just to see her reaction.

Twilight gasped as he touched her butt and jumped up just to fall back, though he caught her before she tumbled to the floor, his ears twitching at the soft gurgling he heard from her belly despite the inert seed.

"Careful, there. Though you do have a cute butt," he teased.

“Stop teasing me and just marry me!” Twilight said, hugging him again tightly.

"I could, but I barely know anything about you. Wouldn't you agree that a bond like marriage comes from a relationship… which we presently lack? Besides, I've got no clue how I got here," he commented, unaware that his own magic had actually latched onto a summoning rite they'd inadvertently attempted which retracted, landing him on their world and really awakening what was already waking slowly regardless.

“Yeah, I agree, wanna date me until we figure out that I’m pregnant?” Twilight asked, flicking his nose lightly and smiling.

"We can start out as friends. Though I wouldn't be surprised if others decided to join in… hmm?" he teased, his head turning to the mare with her fingers pumping in his rear hole. "Though if you want to clean out back there, I don't mind," he teased. He didn't notice the nearby motorized microfiber brush intended for deep cleaning in the anal cavity. He also didn't notice it was refillable with soap.

“You gonna cum soon?” Sunset asked, “You never did, did you?” she kept teasing him there, “C’mon, cum!” she continued, smiling and licking his ear, then she picked up the brush and stuck it in his butt, turning it on its highest level.

"Did you miss your friend's swollen…?" he started before he shuddered, his eyes narrowing before a low unintended moan escaped him as chills rushed through his body.

“So that DOES feel good, huh?” Sunset said, moving it in and out of his butt, “How’s that? Better?” she said, teasing his sensitive vein under his shaft.

A low groan escaped him, unaware she could easily squirt soap or water inside with a push of a button. "Mmmm… never felt this before…" he muttered.

Sunset began going faster, “C’mon, release your liquid! You’ve been keeping it in all this time, right? C’mon, come on!” she said, teasing him there.

Mìsos groaned softly, unaware that he could easily spin if he chose and fill her up just as he had the other young mare. "Careful, unless you want to…" he muttered gruffly as he felt her shift abruptly and smoothly.

Sunset suddenly got up and sat down on his shaft while the brush was still inside his butt, “C’mon, do me just like you did to Twilight!” she said, moving up and down on his shaft.

He noticed the Princess moving, but didn't really pay attention to where she moved, unaware that the brush was very exposed to manipulate and tease him further. His eyes drifted almost closed as he felt Sunset settle herself over him. He noticed she was a bit hotter inside than Twilight, but his hips instinctively pumped in long, fluid thrusts.

Sunset grabbed one of his hands and guided it to the top of her slit, making him touch her sensitive nub, “Ah!” she gasped as she made him do that. “Rub me here, please…” she begged him, eyes fluttering, then the Princess sat behind him and began twisting the brush inside him.

Mìsos groaned softly as he teased her body before he felt a chill abruptly inside, unaware it was the body wash within the brush before the brush agitated it into a lather within him. "Ugh… not gonna last long, I suspect… though something tells me you two are just as needy if my sense of smell is right," he managed.

“It feels so good… c’mon, cum inside me! Make me a mom as well!” Sunset said, moaning loudly, she began moving faster, making his shaft hit her womb, she gasped each time it did.

He rolled his eyes, but kept rolling his hips quickly. "How full should I fill you? Hmmm? Just as much as Twilight? Or more?" he teased.

“Fill me up more please! I can’t hold back anymore… Hnngh!” she said, squirting all over his shaft before she could finish, drenching his crotch with her wet substance.

Mìsos smirked a bit. "Fill you up more? Hmm…. maybe after you cum again?" he purred, unknowingly employing a compulsive urge to do precisely that in his voice.

“Huh…? Ah~! What’s going on- Haa- AHHH!” Sunset said, suddenly stiffening and cumming the hardest she had in her life, she fell back onto him, unconscious due to the pleasure she felt.

"Huh…" he grunted as he filled her up to just shy of seven months pregnant, dead seed, unfortunately, "damn… she really was backed up, wasn't she, Princess?" he commented teasingly. "Though I have to wonder when you last were satisfied, Princess," he commented. Her manipulating the brush had most certainly helped in stuffing her older student, but he could all but smell the pheromones, almost like cinnamon sugar mixed with peppermint, in the air.

A couple of weeks later -

Twilight woke up a bit groggy then she actually ran over to Mìsos’ bathroom and threw up in his bathroom, she got worried so she went to the Princess without apologizing to Mìsos, “Can I get a checkup? I don’t feel well…” she told her, sitting down in front of the older woman.

Mìsos, in his own bedchamber, stretched and got himself ready for the day. He knew Twilight had chosen to spend the night, assisting him with catching up on studies she and Sunset had years of practice with, yet he was getting the hang of it almost as quickly as Twilight herself by her own admission. She'd also told him she and Sunset were seen as 'prodigies'. He'd said that was a term he disliked as he knew of so-called prodigies who had let themselves fall into arrogance and self-pride and it always ended badly. He blinked at the smell of vomit before he noticed Twilight wasn't in the room. He suspected she'd only recently vacated as her subtle blueberry-lavender scent still lingered. He flushed the toilet before exhaling softly.

Princess Celestia noticed her student's distress as well as the slightly sour scent of bile and stomach acid. "Sunset guessed similarly, though for her, it was negative. For you… I cannot quite tell. Did you sneak those snickerdoodle cookies again?" She teased her student. She was well aware, though Twilight and Sunset both denied it, that they both had certain study habits when they were really, deeply focused.

For Twilight, she tended to sneak cookies, most often snickerdoodles or white chocolate chip chocolate cookies. For Sunset, she was a bit of a gambler with coins, flicking them into books or wastebaskets. Sometimes even the pockets of Guards, whether female or male alike, just to see their confusion at coppers or silvers in their pockets without their knowledge.

Twilight groaned as nothing came up but she threw up on the Princess’s room floor, “Oh my god, I’m so sorry, Princess Celestia!” she said, noticing her vomit on the floor a moment later.
“Please forgive my insolence for vomiting on your floor!” she continued, trying to clean her floor using her magic.

Princess Celestia smiled faintly as she focused. With a flick of her fingers, she sent a pulse of controlled solar heat from her magic not only baking the vomit on the marble, but trailing a breeze that scattered its dusty remnants out of sight.

Mìsos blinked as he paused near the doorway, spotting the Princess and Twilight. He cocked his head as he watched them. He saw the Princess' gaze shift before her eyes widened ever so slightly as he bowed slightly, his right fist touching, palm down, his raised left palm. It was a sign of deep respect.

Adjustments and Parallels

Pharast17, Ungula - City of Canterlot

Early Morning

Celestia nodded as he approached carefully. "I see you two have gotten close," she giggled. She noticed he favored dark copper and black more often than not, though she did notice an entwined reddish gold and bluish violet thread around the collar. "Though you never said anything about that odd tattoo on your shoulder," she quipped.

Mìsos rolled his eyes. "It's a Clan Marking of a group that works with the Order of Light and White Lotus within the Shaolin Temple. I got the man that was reborn as their former and current Grandmaster to realize that the one who supposedly saved his life saw him as a tool to use at worst and a rabid beast to use to threaten at best," he deadpanned.

"Reborn?" Twilight commented curiously. "That implies that whoever it was wasn't on the level," she commented.

Mìsos shook his head as he approached. "He wasn't. The one who 'saved' him manipulated him… and was, in truth, the real reason for his suffering and original death. The bastard impersonated a dangerous rival, riling up said rival Clan to attack. Said attack resulted in the death of his wife and young son, Harumi and Satoshi. This man employed the form of his rival, Bi Han, to do so… then incited his death in front of his deceased family. He then manipulated Hanzo's need for vengeance… raising his spirit as a Wraith… which manifested as a split personality… Scorpion. Being what he was, tied to this man… manipulated by him… he was rendered essentially, in a physical sense, immortal. Even if he were killed, he'd return. All I did was reach out to Hanzo…. reminded him that it was not just his deadly skills with a kunai rope dart that other Clans feared… but his strategic mind. Besides that, I had found the old Lin Kuei Temple… which was close to 720 miles… away from the ruins of what had been Hanzo's home. That fact alone made the idea of such an attack being coincidence or accident, or even random opportunity, impossible. Thus it was no coincidence. After all, one of Sun Tzu's comments in his book, often paraphrased by actor Ian Fleming, was 'Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. Three times is enemy action'. The fact that Hanzo just happened to be called away and his Clan and family gets slaughtered? Bi Han would have never been able to cover that kind of distance without aid of some sort… unless he didn't," he commented.

Celestia's eyebrows rose as he spoke. "I assume this deceiver was punished," she commented.

"Oh, yeah… and I did find out something that caught the eye of Bi Han's younger brother, the current Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei whom, like the Shirai Ryu, protect Earth," he commented wryly, glancing down at his hand as cold fog engulfed his hand before, slowly, a blade of ice formed.

"Though after he was punished by being entombed in ice… suffice to say Kuai was very unamused by the fact that his brother had been killed over a deception… though Bi Han wasn't a nice guy at all… pardon the pun, but he was a cold blooded assassin," Mìsos sighed. He wasn't too surprised that he saw a small smile from the pair. "Hanzo burned his arms off to the elbow before he was entombed… still alive and still aware, yet unable to break free.

"I heard that the mother and the boy weren't killed but instead, are being held captive by the monster." Twilight interjected, sitting on the other side of the room, cradling her almost to-date stomach. "You wanna listen to the baby?" She asked, smiling and patting her enlarged stomach.

Mìsos blinked, unaware for a moment his irises shifted into a beguiling emerald. For a moment, to his sight, Twilight was a burning light purple form, though in her belly… were two embers of slightly greenish purple energy just starting to show the slightest semblance of form. Just as quickly, he blinked, dismissing the 'soul sight'. "Baby? Don't you mean 'babies'?" His comment was spoken without thought, though he saw their eyes widen as the long kunai shattered in his grasp.

"But the test was inconclusive," Celestia commented in surprise.

Mìsos cocked an eyebrow. "They're within her. Two life forces, still tiny, but there nonetheless. Though I have an idea that would be very, very comedic for everyone… and get an annoying Prince out of our hair for a good while, longer if he doesn't find it as we could do it anytime he shows up," he commented teasingly as he held up what seemed to be a narrow blood pressure bulb.

Celestia tilted her head in amusement. "Oh?" she commented teasingly.

"Wait… two babies…? A TWIN?!" Twilight said, shocked, "No wonder, I felt really tired today…" she said, yawning. "Mìsos, baby? Can you go get me a footrest so I can take a nap?" She asked the male talking to the Princess.

Mìsos chuckled. "And don't think I haven't heard you and Sunset talking about whatever a 'herd' is, especially when you two think I can't hear," he teased. He was unaware it was essentially what, to the unaware, a harem. He twisted, vanishing in a burst of embers.

Celestia's eyebrows rose in mild surprise as the embers dissipated. She snickered at the small prank.

To their mild surprise, the low crackling of ice was the next sound before two fingers lightly tapped Twilight's shoulder. "This work for you, Hon-hime?" Mìsos teased, sitting on a lounging couch.

Twilight laid on his lap sideways, smiling up at her soon-to-be husband. “Thanks, babe…” she said, yawning and slowly falling asleep.

Mìsos chuckled as he carefully shifted so he wasn't pinned underneath her. He tilted his head. "If this 'herd' thing is what I think, then it is… well," he commented wryly, not really wanting to refer to it as a 'harem' though on Ungula, the female to male ratio was roughly sixteen to four out of every twenty births, roughly.

He completely missed the guards near the entrance as well as around the room trading incredulous looks. His head cocked fractionally, getting a feeling he couldn't describe.

His head turned at a rumble of thunder before he half turned as he shifted his weight, his eyes narrowing. He didn't realize that his aura was manifesting as

"You know you could use a spell to absorb all that seed and bolster your energy, both physical and magical," Celestia commented wryly to the dozing Twilight. His gaze shifted to the male that had materialized. She could tell he was a True Immortal unlike herself, only killable by a stronger Immortal who knew their unique weakness.

"Lord Raiden," Mìsos said carefully. His tone was cautious and measured.

Twilight woke up and groaned, "What's going on…? Oh my, My Lord Raiden!" She said, falling to her knees in front of the sofa. Not minding her enlarged stomach. She grunted lightly as she did.

Raiden blinked, cocking his head. "You don't need to do that, just because I'm an immortal," he deadpanned dryly. Some deities did let such worship go to their heads, since the energy gained from worship was much like a drug, addictive. Getting utterly hooked on it, however, was dangerous. It ran the risk, if such a deity were forgotten, of Fading… essentially what mortals might consider as 'being put on life support' or the Immortal equivalent. It was why some deities were not fans of such worship, especially himself and Fujin. Some deities had numerous identities, which was how they were known across planets and dimensions alike.

His gaze shifted to the other male in the room. His power was not one he recognized, but nor was it native to this planet. It was shifting subtly to become so, however.

Suddenly, Twilight began gasping in pain, "Mìsos… my water broke…" she said, holding onto her stomach. "It hurts…" she continued, tears in her eyes.

Mìsos' eyes widened fractionally as he shifted his weight, his form erupting into a stream of cinders and ash before reforming seconds later near the mare. He didn't realize his irises were a bright glowing emerald as he could see the life forces of the twins, still barely acknowledged as embers of soulfire, fading. "Shit! I don't know anything about pregnancy at all, much less pregnancy in this world, but I do know this is abnormal," he said in a low voice. "More, I have no fucking clue what to do," he said in a distressed tone.

"What are you doing? Go fetch hot water and a towel!" said Raiden, pushing Mìsos away, "Princess, help me with the delivery!" He said to the other woman.

Mìsos didn't know the palace nearly as well as Sunset or Twilight did, but he could figure out the obvious. His eyes shifted in color to a startling icy blue that faded into a burning golden white. He didn't realize his eyes gave away his emotions. He turned as he focused, vanishing in a surge of icy bluish white flames.

Sunset was walking down one of the halls when she heard a metallic pop and a rather loud splash. The young Pyromancer and Empath blinked, picking up on a lot of distress before she turned the corner to see Mìsos covered in water before he looked down at his legs, which were encased in ice from the knees down, though most of his body was wet and steaming.

Mìsos glared at the metal bucket, which had a very noticeable scorch mark on the bottom. "Damn it… ugh…" he muttered, his voice holding a very noticeable growl to it.

"What's wrong, Mìsos? Why were you carrying a bucket of hot water?" Sunset asked, wiping him off. Then she heard Twilight's pained screams, "Don’t tell me… Twilight's in labor?" She asked, surprised.

"I guess… I tried using my Chì to heat the water… but something is altering it so it not only blew up in my face, but flash froze on contact," Mìsos sighed, unaware he was passively absorbing magic from his surroundings, altering his inner strength. He held up his hand, which ignited in bright icy blue flames but didn't burn his flesh before dismissing the flames. He also had no idea how attractive a wet male looked to a female and thus completely missed the fact that as Sunset dried him off, she took the full opportunity to feel him up.

He exhaled softly as he focused before the small barbs on his elbows extended into short barbed blades he used to fracture the ice before they retracted. "Huh… well… didn't know I could do that," he commented with some surprise.

He exhaled softly as he picked up the bucket as he kicked hard, the brittle fractured ice giving way. He was breathing in short, quick pants from not just adrenaline, but worry for Twilight. He didn't realize he was close to hyperventilating. He almost jumped at Sunset's touch on his shoulder.

Meanwhile, Twilight had succeeded in giving birth to one of her children, a boy, but the second one was a bit harder thanks to the amount of strength she had spent.

Sunset began rubbing his shaft to help him calm down, "Is this helping you, baby?" She asked, smirking.

Mìsos shivered at her touch, realizing she'd undone his belt and managed to slip his pants to his knees. Fortunately, they were in a side room not too many patrolled. "Careful, Sunset… unless you're up to something," he managed, not noticing he was almost fully hard.

"Want me to suck you off so you can relieve your stress?" She said, kneeling in front of him.

His eyebrows rose at her comment, unaware his cock jerked, all but answering without words her question. "Hopefully you don't pass out like before," he teased, a small smirk crossing his countenance. He didn't notice the obvious bead of pre already forming.

Sunset began sucking on his shaft, licking his pre-liquid off of his head, "Does it feel good, Mìsos?" She asked, rubbing his sensitive vein underneath his shaft.

He shuddered, a low groan escaping him as he felt her tongue teasing the underside of his shaft. He didn't notice that a glowing emerald duplicate split off from him before color seemed to leech into it, creating an exact duplicate of himself before the duplicate filled up the bucket with heated water and grabbed the towel Sunset had discarded. The duplicate went to check on Twilight.

With Lord Raiden and Princess Celestia

The duplicate jogged into the throne room, thankful the original had grabbed no less than two towels as well as the one it grabbed as well as the bucket of steaming water. In form and inner strength, he appeared identical to the original as well as being able to let the original act through him. "A son?" he said in mild surprise. He could see the strain on Twilight's countenance.

Twilight saw Mìsos' duplicate but thought it was the real one. "Hey, Mìsos… look, it's our babies… one's a boy and one's a girl…" she said, then fainted, having used too much of her strength to give birth.

The duplicate hummed softly, before his gaze shifted to Raiden and Celestia. "How in the hell, pardon my bluntness, did she go through a full term pregnancy in the span of two weeks?!? On Earth, a pregnancy is a minimum of nine months… here, I don't know. But two weeks? That seems extremely abnormal, I don't care which Elder Gods are involved," his tone was almost a growl.

“Hey, Mìsos! Not in front of the babies!” Sunset said, covering the newborns’ ears.

The duplicate blinked as the original was glaring at him. "Obviously, my Rei Utsushi lacks a filter between brain and mouth, baka… but he does have a point. Two weeks… that's a borderline unnaturally short pregnancy. On top of that, had we not been as aware and cautious as we were… it could have ended in a way nobody would want," he deadpanned.

Twilight woke up just as she heard Mìsos’ voice, “Hey darling, look at our kids…” she told him, smiling at her soon-to-be husband. “Can you wed us here and now, Princess Celestia?” she asked the other woman.

"One thing first," Mìsos commented before he shifted his weight into a sliding split and drove a short uppercut squarely into the balls of his double, who vanished in greenish gray fog. "Baka," he muttered. He noticed Sunset whispering in Twilight's ear, though he couldn't tell what she was saying.

"You know we start at Alfea College in six months, so why not make it a double? After all, we both like him… amongst other things… so we would be able to take them along," Sunset whispered, "and you certainly remember how much fun we had together… I have to wonder how his reaction will be knowing we had that kinda fun," she whispered teasingly.

Mìsos noticed Sunset glanced his way, licking her lips a bit. He shivered at that, noticing a bit of a bulge where she had gotten a meal from him.

"I do not recognize the Magic you possess, but you cannot get much better at learning Magic than her," Raiden commented in a deadpan, tilting his head at Princess Celestia.

"Though the only other place would be Alfea College," Celestia quipped half-jokingly.

Mìsos' head tilted slightly, noticing the barest hint of pink to Celestia's cheeks.

"I suppose I can, though from the sound of it, someone hopes to start a herd," Celestia teased, seeing Sunset's cheeks darken.

Mìsos tilted his head. "But where to go for suitable outfits? Preferably someone who actually considers the person rather than lining their pockets," he commented wryly, unaware there was just such a mare in a small village to the west of Canterlot.

"From the way someone is staring at you, she may just consider consummating beforehand," Celestia commented teasingly. "Though I have noticed that your… ahem… seems to promote healing and enhancing the body just as much as any spellwork, though without the potential side effects," she purred. She'd found it quite interesting.

"So… if Twilight drank me down… she'd feel not quite as exhausted from labor? Huh," he commented, ignoring that Raiden left.

Sunset smirked. "She might feel up to doing more than clearing her throat," she teased Twilight.

“Why not?” Twilight said, giving the newborns to the Princess then kneeling in front of Mìsos, “May I?” she asked, untying his belt.

"I'll just find them a crib to rest in," the Princess commented with amusement. "Just don't choke her into passing out," she teased with a laugh, knowing Twilight would blush at her teasing.

Twilight would start sucking Mìsos off after pulling his pants down, “You’re still really big and hard…” she said, teasing his sensitive vein under his shaft.

Mìsos blinked before nodding shyly. "I will admit that things are going fast, but at the same time… I wouldn't give either of you up," he said slowly. He saw their cheeks flush as his nose caught a rush of pheromones.

"Does it feel good, Mìsos?" Twilight asked him, massaging his balls while sucking on his shaft.

Mìsos shivered as he let his fingers glide through her hair. He felt a vibration surge up his spine. "Are you purring?" he commented, a bit surprised but amused at the same time.

"I know something that'll really get her purring," Sunset quipped as she shifted, lying behind Twilight before she started slowly massaging her thighs, very well aware they were likely very sore, although she was very tempted to eat her fellow student out and make her squirm as much as possible.

Twilight smirked, knowing what Sunset was going to do, and reaching back, began massaging her right breast.

Mìsos groaned softly as he shivered, feeling Twilight's tongue teasing him as Sunset shivered as he felt pre begin seeping out, unaware it had numbing properties towards pain, yet it was also addictive in flavor. He did hear Twilight make a sound that, to him, sounded like a cross between a purr and a moan as she retreated before she spoke.

Twilight began rubbing Sunset's nipples, continually massaging her breasts. "Do you like it?" She asked her.

Sunset moaned in response, shivering.

"From her reaction, I'm guessing her breasts are highly sensitive to contact and sensation?" Mìsos quipped.

Twilight giggled, starting to tug on Sunset's nipples, "Feeling good, Sunset?" She asked her, smirking.

Mìsos blinked as he had an idea, one he suspected Twilight would find amusing. "Keep teasing her breasts. I want to see how she reacts to some added stimulation," he whispered in Twilight's ear as he shifted to slide behind Sunset, who, shivering and whining, didn't even realize he'd moved, almost leaning forward into Twilight's grasp and unknowingly leaving her in perfect position for what their male companion and new fellow student had in mind.

Sunset managed to nod a bit with her eyes narrowed against the pleasing stimulation, biting her lower lip as she shivered, trying not to squirm. Her eyes most certainly snapped open as a startled cry of need escaped her as she felt a tongue drag down her needy slit.

Mìsos' ears twitched at low feminine murmurs amongst whom he guessed were the few Solar Guard in the room. He distinctly caught 'Am I the only one finding this extremely hot and arousing?' as well as 'Nope' and 'Fuck no'. He thought he heard one mutter something about 'wish my boyfriend were that attentive', as well.

Twilight's mouth left Mìsos's shaft and moved to Sunset's nipples and began sucking.

Sunset shivered as she shifted, all but sitting on Mìsos' head but noticing his almost teasing lapping at her slit became more fervent as she hugged Twilight's head to her breast, letting her tease to her heart's content.

Mìsos growled softly as he let his tongue lap deeper and faster into Sunset, noticing she tasted much like pineapples and cantaloupe with a hint of spiciness much like jalapeños. From how he felt her trembling, he suspected she was feeling a lot of pleasure.

Sunset groaned softly as she couldn't decide whether to grab Mìsos' head or Twilight's. She could feel the muscles low in her belly fluttering.

Twilight began licking on her sensitive ball on top of her slit, sucking on it and flicking it with her tongue.

Sunset cried out in pleasure as only Twilight knew about that particular piercing just above her clit. She felt herself cum hard in response.

Mìsos smirked as he kissed Twilight, making out with the bookworm mare even as he felt warm liquid spray onto his head as well as Twilight's as he tugged her close. "Should I fill her up like I did you?" he purred teasingly.

“Why not? You can marry both of us if you want, so…” Twilight said, smirking at her fiance while licking the liquid off of her face.

Mìsos cocked an eyebrow at her comment as he trailed his tongue over her jawline before he whispered in her ear. "If I'm honest, I'm tempted to taste you both, though I know after labor you'd need time to heal after everything… but then, humans don't tend to have magic in the same way as you and Sunset… though you can imagine how surprised I was to find out who my great-great-grandmother was," he commented wryly, his voice low. He saw her blush as he retreated, though he could tell from the small tilt of her head she was intrigued and would likely question him much more about it.

Sunset was shivering from the endorphins rushing through her body and mind. "You gonna hold a Round Table discussion like Arthur and Guinevere or fuck my brains out?" she purred as she looked down at the pair, half sitting on Mìsos’ shoulders.

Mìsos looked up at Sunset as she shifted, noticing her smirk. “Something tells me someone wants to be the meat in a sandwich,” he teased, seeing her blush as if she liked the idea. “Though the real question is who wants to fill which hole?” he teased Twilight, amused as her cheeks flushed.

4 – A Bit of Naughtiness and Punishment

One night in the Palace of Princess Celestia, Mìsos exhaled softly as he'd chosen to try learning magic, though admittedly, he didn't even know how to feel for it, much less manipulate it. His head tilted as he heard soft footfalls in the dim shadows of the library, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He didn't realize that his aquamarine-amethyst irises glowed softly, though he did notice that his vision shifted as he spotted a burning orange aura. 'Sunset, likely trying to surprise me. Though I have noticed that Twilight seems… concerned about me,' he considered.

He had also noticed that Princess Celestia seemed to enjoy taking care of the newborns when possible, giving himself, Sunset, and Twilight not only time to bond with each other more but manage their studies on top of bonding with the children. When Celestia was busy with courtly duties, they managed the children, though despite the close to a week and a half since their birth, as well as Raiden's claims that he held magic, he had not managed to coax it to the surface beyond the incident with the Kytinn.

Twilight snuck behind him and pulled his pants down along with his underclothes, “Boo!” she said, grabbing hold of his balls, and massaging them.

He jumped slightly, his gaze shifting over his shoulder as he saw Twilight's swirling aura with her body outlined within before he drew in a sharp hissed breath, unaware he'd been using what most ponies knew as 'Magesight' or 'Aura Sight'. He did feel his cock harden in a matter of seconds, not noticing that a pair of aquamarine eyes were watching.

Twilight began jerking him off, massaging his balls, "Does that feel good, Mìsos?" She asked, smirking as she stroked the sensitive vein under his shaft.

Mìsos shivered as he swallowed hard, blinking as he nodded as he could feel Twilight pressing herself against his lower body. He hadn't noticed what she was wearing… though he jumped when he felt her nuzzling between his rear cheeks.

Sunset smirked a bit as she showed herself. She saw his eyes widen at the sight of her outfit.

Sunset began sucking Mìsos' shaft while Twilight jerked him off.

"Something tells me… this isn't the first time you've had 'thorough and deep studies' in here, hmm?" Mìsos managed with a groan.

"Remember? We gave you a 'deep and thorough' wash when we first met…" Twilight said, smiling, then she pulled his face to her breasts, wanting him to suck.

He chuckled. “True, though I’m guessing that you’re producing a lot of milk for the twins,” he quipped teasingly.

“Who said it was all for them?” Sunset quipped jokingly.

His eyebrow rose slightly. “I’m guessing you’re producing more than enough for them, hmm?” he teased, amused.

"True… which you were quite thorough in. I can say you had me clean in places I hadn't thought of cleaning," Mìsos teased.

"Both inside and out, and the way you squirmed was so cute, as if you'd never bathed with anyone else before," Sunset teased before she dove back down and deepthroated him with a lewd-sounding gurgle.

He shivered, very aware that Sunset's teasing comment was far truer than she seemed to realize.

Twilight put her nipples in his mouth, moaning as his tongue rubbed against it.

"Don't think that I've not noticed you using those milk pumpers, Twilight. Though I suspect what I have in mind is going to have you squirming just as much," he said teasingly, teasing her nipples with his tongue in short laps and teasing flicks before he began suckling gently at them.

Twilight moaned, feeling Mìsos sucking on them, her blueberry-flavored milk spurted out into his mouth as she writhed in pleasure.

"Hmmm… I wonder what your favorite fruit is… cream-covered blueberries, maybe?" he teased.

"Maybe she's imagining another kind of whipped cream on her breakfast in the mornings," Sunset giggled as she teased them both.

Mìsos blinked as he saw Twilight push Sunset's head down over his engorged length with another lewd gagging gurgle.

"Hush, you," she mumbled.

"I do notice you aren't refuting her comment… though something tells me the Princess would recognize the scent of that particular brand of whipped cream," he teased. He glanced down as he could feel Twilight pumping Sunset's head over his length. He cocked an eyebrow upon noticing Sunset playing with herself. "Though I have to wonder what we'd taste like combined," he purred teasingly before he went back to teasing her breasts. He shivered as he could feel Twilight's fingers dragging through his hair he heard Sunset taking deep breaths as he went back to nursing from Twilight's breasts, amused at her soft, breathy moans and whines. His ears twitched at soft footfalls. He could tell it wasn't Twilight or Sunset for obvious reasons, though he was a bit too distracted to tell who it was.

"Sometimes I think you picked up some of Twilight's less desirable habits, such as her tendency to forego sleep just so she can study more," Celestia's wry comment came as a candle within a lantern with small mirrored surfaces within the top and bottom floated within a dim pale golden aura of magic.

"Can you blame me, Taiyō-hime? I'm trying to figure out my Magic much like Twilight's broad spectrum talents with Magic as well as Sunset's Pyrokinesis, Empathic Telepathy, and Empathic Manipulation. All I've got is unreliable Telekinesis and even that isn't always working," Mìsos commented as he retreated. "From what I can tell, I learn better through kinesthetic methods than theory… not that those teachers at the 'School for Gifted Students' seem to realize it. I swear, one of them reminds me of a certain pink toad," he commented wryly.

Celestia hummed in thought. "You know, it's not uncommon for magic users to have a 'block' limiting their use of magic, though yours seems to be more like…" she commented.

"A 'Mount Everest' mountain which I'm trying to dig through with a butter knife," Mìsos deadpanned. "Think Hoover Dam, but with a spillway so small, you could stop it with a champagne cork… probably more accurate," he sighed.

Sunset paused, hearing his comments. She frowned slightly at his comparison, though she had no idea what 'Mount Everest' or 'Hoover Dam' was or what the implications were. They didn't sound good, however.

Celestia frowned slightly at the comparisons before she tilted her head, thinking. A small smirk crossed her face, watching the young man nursing from her younger student's breast. "Hmm. I have to wonder if it's because you never accessed it. Fortunately, much as male seed is good for mares… there's an equivalent that we have that's useful for stallions," she commented teasingly. "And you have five more to drain," she purred.

Mìsos blinked, not quite comprehending her comments before he blushed, realizing exactly what she meant. "Five more… mphf," he started before he was muffled as Twilight had him switch breasts, soft coos, and barely restrained moans escaping the young woman.

He shivered as he gulped milk from Twilight's breast, not seeing his skin glowing softly as his muscles tightened as his eyes drifted half-lidded, never seeing the cinders of pale blue flame rising from his skin, though Sunset and the Solar Diarch most certainly did.

Sunset's eyes widened fractionally as they heard squelching, realizing he wasn't just gulping down milk, but fingering Twilight at the same time, and from the way Twilight was shuddering and biting her lower lip, he was succeeding.

—

Elsewhere, 100,000 miles outside of the orbit of Planet Magix…

All was silent in space roughly 100,000 miles away from the Planet Magix. Until a massive hole in the space-time continuum opens up and, out of the hole in reality, a large lone metal pod flies out of it directly towards Magix.

"Approaching planetary border." The computer voice said, just as purple smoke sprayed into the face of the pod's lone occupant. "Applying recovery vapor." As the vapor was inhaled by the nose of the occupant and into its lungs, a pair of hazel eyes opened up, blinking several times before he saw the fast-approaching planet.

"After all this time, the wheels of fate are finally in motion." The decidedly male occupant said, shifting slightly in his somewhat medieval armor, gifted to him by his mentor. He looks to his right just behind his shoulder and sees his sword, also gifted to him by his mentor after it was reforged for his size similar to a very peculiar sword from the movie adaptation sequel to an old JRPG he loved as a child. He laid his hand on the handle of the weapon, closing his eyes in deep reverence.

I won't let you down, Optimus, the occupant thought in his mind. You put your faith in me before you died. And I give you my word on your Spark, I will not let your faith in me be misplaced.

"Beginning atmospheric insertion into Planet Magix." The computer voice said once more before the occupant began to feel the pod shake and heat up, though it remained cool inside where he was seated.

Well, girls… the occupant thought. I'm coming home.

—

Celestia paused, cocking her head upon sensing an odd energy, one she’d not sensed in close to seven hundred years. Her eyes narrowed fractionally as she saw all three of the youths pause, sensing the same foreign energy before she noticed Twilight’s trembling legs firm up before she hummed, noticing that whatever suppressant was holding Misos’ power back was weakened a good bit though she blinked as his irises bled to a brilliant reddish-orange edged in bright green with slitted pupils before reverting to their silvery gray with an ultramarine center. “Curious. I could sense his power was not of Gardenia nor any planet within the Magical Dimension… but somewhere else,” she noted of Misos’ power. It was odd, yet… it felt familiar in a way she couldn’t explain.

Her gaze rose skyward, her irises bleeding to a brilliant gold as, for just an instant, her other half, the Nightmare she kept suppressed, peeked out. She knew that Daybreaker would slaughter any threat to her ponies that she didn’t slaughter on her own. She could sense both the Matrix and another familiar energy. So he reforged the damn thing at last. And he didn’t bother to ask me for help? She sighed in her mind, shaking her head slightly.

—

The pod's lone occupant was still descending through the upper atmosphere of Magix until he felt a presence in his head. He recognized it and yet it was unfamiliar at the same time.

So we finally meet Princess Celestia. The occupant said in his head. He couldn't have asked for help anyway, Princess. He had to use his Spark to reforge it, as he was the last of the Cybertronian race, since the Well of AllSparks was destroyed. He told me to tell you that he thanked you for being his friend and made me promise with the last of his Energon to give you the message. I'm sorry.

After that, the occupant cut the mental link and continued to ride his descent, awaiting planetfall.

—

Celestia frowned at that, her eyes narrowing. "Landing location?" she transmitted.

Mìsos could feel molten power tingling beneath his skin, as if whatever 'wall' held back his power had cracks in it now.

—

The occupant frowned thoughtfully, impressed at Celestia's abilities to break through his mental block.

I'm descending towards Planet Magix. The actual landing location, well… I'm sure you can figure it out. It's in the forest about five miles from where your three students are going. But as far as what happens when I land, do not let them interfere. Things are in motion that could have a drastic outcome if they don't let me handle it myself. But I give you my word that I will explain everything to your three students once it's over after I land. Goodbye for now.

With that, the occupant cut off the mental link once again, using the Matrix of Leadership to keep Celestia out of his mind for good this time.

—

Celestia blinked as all three of her students had gotten dressed and had gone outside before she noticed what each of them had. Her eyebrows shot up upon seeing them.

-Sunset's Ride-

-Twilight's Ride-

-Mìsos' Ride-

Trails of magic flowed from the exhaust ports, more than enough to accelerate the trio as they got a running start.

"First one down the mountain gets eaten out by the other two," Mìsos quipped half-jokingly, his trail, surprisingly, a rainbow of colors.

"Let's see how much you enjoy my taste like the last two times," Sunset challenged.

Twilight snorted. "Let's see if they can handle my tracking of those natural boost charges," she mumbled.

—

"Planet Magix, planetfall in t-minus 4 minutes."

"Showtime." The occupant said, preparing for a bumpy landing. "Let's play my entrance theme." The occupant clicked his fingers and an almost imperceptible flash ignited the inside of the pod before a song began to play in the open sky above where he was falling, hoping a certain red-headed fairy from Gardenia, on Earth in the Magic Dimension, would hear it.

Transformers Prime Theme - Metal Cover by Megaraptor

As the song began to play in the open air above Alfea, a group of six girls in the courtyard, one of whom was being comforted by the other five after her boyfriend had been murdered, all heard the song playing in the open air above the school. All but the red-head, Bloom, looked up, wondering what was causing the music. All of a sudden, the fuschia-haired girl of the group points up. This was Tecna, Bloom's fellow member of the Winx Club. But unlike what the others believe, she and Bloom are half-sisters, having grown up with Bloom in Gardenia on Earth.

"Isn’t that… what Sky said was going to appear?" Tecna asked the others, noticing that it was falling in a controlled descent.

Bloom, whose eyes were puffy and bloodshot from the crying she had been doing for the last few weeks, looked up hesitantly and her eyes widened as she saw the flaming meteor on a controlled descent, all while the song was playing in the open air.

"It… can't be…" Bloom whispered.

—

Mìsos blinked as his ears twitched as his fingers shifted to his belt, unaware that there was a qPod, or a quantum iPod, with an obscene amount of music on it from multiple worlds. His irises clad to an icy blue as he noticed what looked like 'bubbles' that Twilight deliberately aimed for that accelerated her faster before his eyes narrowed, glowing as he shifted his weight, using the speed bubbles himself as his thumb hit the 'play' button.

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=K24FMEQ1SKQ

He didn't realize that a particular DJ heard the music, as did a Fairy of Music.

His eyes narrowed as he shot off one of the upper turns, startling both mares as he spun four times in a 1440° spin before shooting through an airborne speed bubble that landed him on a lower path not too far from where the 'Harmony Train' started up the mountain, paralleling the road.

—

"Planetfall in t-minus 15 seconds."

"Here we go." The occupant said as he braced himself for the impact. Luckily for him, the pod was equipped with shock dampeners as he felt the pod hit the ground, seeing that it landed in the forest about 5 miles away from Alfea, just like he planned. He heard the durabilium shift as the machinery that made up its mechanics opened the pod up and allowed him to step out.

Another part of the pod's body shifted and out of the compartment came his motorcycle, which he managed to recreate based on the same specifications and technology that made it.

"As a certain Rider friend of mine once said, 'Let's ride'." The male said, strapping the Star Saber to his back and vaulting onto the seat of the motorcycle, starting the engine, then revving it. He shot forward in a burst of speed through the trench that the pod had dug in the forest. Thirty seconds later, he felt the energies of three particular individuals flying after him, knowing full well who they were. He knew that they were going to show up the moment that he landed. And unlike what he had heard about what originally happened to him, he carefully planned a counterattack. He mentally thanked Daphne, wherever she was, for advising him to be two steps ahead of them.

He put his left hand behind him, giving the three witches the middle finger, saying, "Peace among worlds, you three bitches. You want me? Come and get me!"

He heard what sounded like Icy screaming, saying, "Oh, you did not just call us bitches!"

"Whatcha gonna do about it… biotch?" The male said, continuing to give the Trix the middle finger. "You don't have the metaphorical stones to take on the Last of the Primes. So go to Hell and get fucked, Karen!" He laughed openly and revved his motorcycle's engine and sped off, with the three of them in hot pursuit.

Unbeknownst to the four combatants, a TV news crew began to film the fight on live television all throughout the Magic Dimension.

—

Mìsos’ eyes narrow as his irises bleed to brilliant golden red edged with burning acid green again as his hand rises instinctively. A dimensional rift opens and he surges forward through the rift, sealing behind him and startling both Sunset and Twilight as it closed yards from them. It startled the Tartarus out of them as dimensional rifts are highly advanced magic, usually requiring decades of magical practice and training. Which begged the question of how he could employ such magic almost instinctively.

Mìsos grunted as he shot through the gate, skidding as his hover gear slid a bit before he recovered before his hand rose as a bright blue fireball erupted, wreathing around his fingers and hand. Unknown to most, the Dragon’s Fire, guarded by the Royal Family of Sparx was, in truth, only one of three Ancient Flames. The others were the ‘Soul Fire’, held by the Royal Family of Outworld, and the ‘Heart's Fire’, which tended to show itself randomly in people.

—

The male on the motorcycle felt the surge in magic, opening up a telepathic link to whoever was about to fire the magic at the Trix.

No, don't! He exclaimed. I told Celestia to tell you three not to interfere. Things are in motion that could have a drastic outcome if you don't let me handle it myself. But I give you my word that I will explain everything once I finish this battle. Just head to Alfea and keep the six girls called the Winx Club safe. You'll know who they are when you see a fuschia-haired girl and a red-headed girl. The red-head just lost someone close to her, and I was tasked with keeping her safe.

The male continued to jump inhumanly high on and off of his motorcycle between riding on it and jumping to counterattack the three witches, swinging his sword, deflecting the Trix's attacks while fighting back hard without even breaking a sweat. All of this was happening while the TV news crew was filming it for the entire Magic Dimension to see.

—

Misos’ head tilted. Then you don’t sense the corruption floating near those three… the corruption of soul energy, most commonly employed by Shadow Priests.

He released the built up energy in a force shot that hit a cloaked form that neither the Trix nor the rider had sensed, a dark purple cloak igniting in bright emerald flames tipped with brilliant orange. It took only seconds for the flames to consume the corrupted Priest’s body, his skeleton falling in ashes within moments.

Oh I sensed it alright. The rider said, still sounding mentally grateful. Those three bitches were being boosted by it, sent by the one who busted them out of prison, the same one who wants me dead. But I foresaw this and planned my counterattack before he realized something was wrong. Just head to Alfea. Keep the Winx Club safe. I'll explain everything to you when I finish this battle. But thanks for the assistance.

Mìsos’ head tilted fractionally as he noticed a boost bubble of natural energy as he crossed it, accelerating as he grunted, feeling a distinctive crack within the wall inside his mind as knowledge surged in his head suddenly, manifesting as an immediate migraine that felt like someone was trying to split his head apart from the inside. He didn’t feel himself tumble from the hoverboard as he shot through the gate at high speed, tumbling two yards from the Winx Club as he gripped his head, unaware the very dust around him was not just levitating but igniting.

"LEAVE HIM ALONE YOU THREE BITCHES!" A yell could be heard from the rider as a shining white light began to shine in the distance from where they were, the sky darkening as the light began to brighten up even more. "MAXIMUM ENERGON OVERDRIVE BLAST!"

An explosion of sound and white light happened, temporarily blinding the Winx Club and Mìsos, whose eyes were closed. When the light began to die down, the sky returned to normal daytime. Next thing they knew, the gate recedes down, allowing the rider to pass through the gate, and he didn't look like he had fought the Trix at all.

"Whoo. Glad that's over." The rider said, coming to a stop on his motorcycle before vaulting off of it after shutting off the engine. His armor clinked together a little bit, replacing the Star Saber onto his back. He looks back at Mìsos. "You okay dude?"

“Other than feeling like Zeus before Athena was born from his cranium? Just peachy, kinda like an apple in a food processor,” he drawled sarcastically, gritting his teeth, unaware his irises held slitted pupils.

The rider's cheeks puff up as he tries to hold back his laughter at what Mìsos just said before he loses his shit and falls down and laughs his ass off.

"Pftt. Hahahahahahahahaha!" He said in one long string of laughter. "O-Oh my God, you don't know what you just said, but trust me, it was just too much. Much like my brother from another mother." The rider got his laughter under control and stood back up, walking over to Mìsos, who was still on the ground in slight pain, and held his hand out to Mìsos. "Take my hand. I'll help you up."

“I don’t get it… ugh…” he groaned, swaying as he was assisted to his feet, though he most certainly didn’t expect a certain honey blonde Nature Fairy to hug him from behind suddenly. He shivered at the warmth of her body, as Equis had rather chilly nights, especially as it had been a cold snap near the end of winter.

The rider saw the blonde with golden amber eyes, watching the exchange with a bored look. The rider knew what would get her attention.

"Acheron is still alive." The rider said simply.

Her eyes widened at that. “How did he survive… after what happened?” her voice was thick with emotion.

"He's being held prisoner." The rider said, his expression was dark at the thought of what Acheron was going through. "The only reason he is still alive… is because of his love for you. It's what's keeping him alive. So he can come back to you like he promised you."

“What bugs me is who sent those Shadow Priests. They only answer to one King… and he wouldn’t do that… sending them after anyone just for shits and giggles,” Mìsos muttered, unaware that said King had an Heir.

"I can tell you who it is. Because they've been going against him too. Especially Layla here." The rider said, pointing at the aforementioned fairy, the heir of the planet Andros. "And he's also the one who is controlling the Shadow Priests, because he must've made an alliance with their leader. I'll only give you all one word of who sent those three after me: Shadowhaunt."

All of the Winx’s eyes narrowed as steam rose from Bloom’s skin. “That fucking chaos sorcerer that Darkar teamed up with,” she muttered as her fist clenched as burning magic engulfed her hand.

The rider hummed in thought at Bloom's muttering, with Bloom not realizing that the rider could hear her mutter. "So Ethan Rayne is here? I've heard of him, but never thought he could cross the multiversal barrier to a different universe that is not his own. That takes a serious amount of magic and a specific spell to do, as far as I know, or an insane level of technology, as in alien levels of technology, to accomplish."

“He’s dead… he just doesn’t know it yet,” Mìsos growled as he gritted his teeth, feeling his canines and incisors sharpen and lengthen as he felt his scales shifting, not seeing the rainbow flames flickering off his skin as Flora stepped back in surprise. He bared his teeth as prismatic embers of flame flickered and rose from his skin as his fist drove into the ground hard abruptly as it surged, engulfing him in flames, unknowingly accessing his magic consciously for the first time, rather disturbing pops and cracks following before wings flared out.

"How about you blow off some much needed steam against Darkar and Ethan like a certain Saiyan Prince I'm friends with?" The rider said, looking at Mìsos. "Since you helped me out, now I'm asking you a favor. Put a wrench in their plans of trying to kill me. I have someone who needs a comforting shoulder to cry on. I need to do this alone. But I would very much appreciate the assistance in putting a wrench in Ethan and Darkar's plans. Remember, though, things are in motion. Don't kill them, just beat them up enough that they'll rethink ever attacking me again or seriously hold off on it."

Mìsos' opalescent gaze was dangerously focused before he turned as a deep orange vortex opened. "Oh, Ethan won't die. Yet. He'll wish he was dead, though." he growled, unknowingly sounding, in his fury, very similar to the Hellspawn side of a certain Shirai Ryu.

Bloom shivered as she hadn’t forgotten the darkness that her friends had saved her from… the cold darkness that Sky had been killed by. She saw the dragonkin step into the gateway which closed behind him.

The rider walked up to Bloom with a compassionate look on his face. He stopped in front of her. The object that was within his soul began to shine on his chest like a tattoo made of light through his armor, which made Bloom's eyes widen in surprise.

The rider noticed that and said, "You know what this is, don't you?"

Bloom blinked, cocking her head. “Not really, but I can feel the positive energy within it. It doesn’t have any darkness that I can feel. And I know what darkness feels like,” she said, her voice low as she shivered, recalling it though she didn’t like thinking about it. “It feels like ice. It feels cold.” she muttered.

"When the Trix turned you evil against your will, wasn't it?" The rider said with a compassionate look on his face still when she nodded. "I know about that. Believe me, I know more about everything than you can possibly imagine, Bloom. But just know that you can talk to me about it whenever you want. Know that I am here for you. I won't push you to do it if you're not ready to talk about it. But when you are ready to talk, I'll be here for you for the foreseeable future." The rider softly brought her into a tight but gentle protective hug. "It's okay to cry when you need to. Go ahead. Let it all out. Like I said, I'm right here."

Bloom sniffed, her eyes closing as she shivered, tears gathering at the corners of her eyes. She yelped as a portal opened behind him as Ethan Rayne, with heavily steaming wounds in his shoulders and upper arms before a scaled knee narrowly missed Ethan's skull, cracks spiderwebbing from the impact as Mìsos growled, grabbing the smoldering dark reddish purple cloak the man wore.

"You reek of a Sin Demon… an Exarch of Greed… which means you have ties to another demon…" Mìsos hauled him to his feet before he planted a brutal boot into Ethan's gut before hooking his head under his arm and falling back into a vicious DDT that made the Winx cringe at the blow before an eerie emerald glow ignited around the chaos sorcerer. "You're not worth the air you taint," he growled as he got tagged by a shard of ice that opened a cut from the outer corner of his right eye to his jawline as his head turned to stare, unblinking, at the Trix, before his head tilted as the gate swung inward, tagging all three smug looking witches in the back of the head with a clang. "I would hope that would knock some sense into them, but I doubt we'll be so fortunate."

His gaze shifted back to the entrapped chaos sorcerer as he inhaled slowly through his nose, not noticing the hints of pale icy blue and sea green flames flickering between his bared teeth.

"Mind if I cut in on this, brudda?" The rider asked, walking with a purposeful gait like a certain Saiyan from Earth against Frieza towards Ethan, the glow on his chest brightening to the point that Ethan had a look of absolute terror on his face. He more than likely felt the energy of the Matrix of Leadership, and he knew it meant his end, his true end. The rider’s face turned to a deep scowl of burning hatred and righteous fury.

“Ethan Rayne, what you did to Bloom to make her your wife was one thing.” The rider said, the white glow in his chest getting brighter, which was definitely hurting Ethan badly, even burning him. “But going so far as to kill an innocent man that she loved by using her to do it as a proxy when she didn’t want to do it. You are by far the most dishonorable and despicable person I have ever had the displeasure of encountering. And it’s time that you paid the price for your actions.” The glow got brighter and the sky turned dark once again like earlier before the rider showed up at Alfea. The rider crosses his arms in an X-shape across his chest as he says, “I… am Artemis Prime, last of the Primes of Cybertron, and I call upon the power of the Matrix of Leadership to end your reign of terror upon this or any world… ONCE AND FOR ALL!”

The rider, now known as Artemis Prime, shot his arms to his sides as the light of the Matrix within his soul reached it’s peak, shooting a beam of light at Ethan, burning a hole through him like a laser beam, while combusting the rest of him. Within minutes while he screamed in screams of pain and terror, he was nothing but a pile of ash as the light returned to normal in the sky.

“It’s over… for now.” Artemis said, breathing a sigh of relief. He let out a grunt of satisfaction as he turned around, only to be tackled and hugged by a crying Bloom, which surprised him. But he smiled a gentle smile and wrapped his arms around her, running his right hand through her hair.

Mìsos exhaled softly as he dropped to one knee, his draconian form dissolving into ashes as he fought to stay upright, his head swimming. He felt hands touch him and support him, unaware it was Flora and Layla, not noticing the concerned looks from the others.

“Get him to the infirmary, you two.” Artemis said, looking at his friend with concern. “I’ll stay here with Bloom while the rest of you keep an eye on him, just in case. No exceptions dude.” Artemis said with a concerned look at Mìsos, a concerned look that said to him ‘Don’t argue, just get some rest’.

Mìsos cocked an eyebrow. “Can you blame me? My magic was sealed away… why, no idea… and I really don’t like Chaos Mages of any sort. Had one back home that damn near drove everyone nuts,” he drawled with a slight shake of his head. He didn’t resist them guiding him into the College, however, though he didn’t know how he’d gotten here. True, that his adoptive mother did mention sending them to Alfea, though he wasn’t sure exactly how he’d gotten here so abruptly, as if his magic sensed a threat and reacted to it preemptively. He shivered slightly as he felt Layla’s fingers trailing up and down his spine, unknowingly up and down his scales, which he’d found were very sensitive to touch.

Artemis smiled and nodded as he guided Bloom to the stairs leading to the front doors of the school. She looked like she was on the verge of tears. And he didn't blame her. He was just glad he was able to bring some closure to what happened to Sky for her. He sat her down on the stairs as he sat down next to her, putting a comforting arm around her shoulders.

"I'm here for you, Bloom. If you want to talk about it, that is." Artemis said with a saddened smile. "Just know that if you feel like you need to cry, I'm right here. Let it all out if you need to, Bloom."

Bloom exhaled softly. “They used an illusion… they hoped to break me… using an illusion of something I never told anyone about… not even my adoptive parents.” she spoke with a hitch in her voice. “Which makes me even more pissed off at him that they would invade my mind like that… I mean, if you don’t have your own mind as a sanctuary, what do you have?” she sighed.

"It's okay, you don't have to tell me about it right now. Just go ahead." Artemis whispered, hugging her in a tight but gentle protective hug. "Just go ahead and cry. Let it all out. I'm right here."

Bloom drew in a shaky breath before her emotional dam let loose. She buried her face into Artemis's chest and cried, with Artemis holding her in the hug, running his hand through her hair as he silently cried with her.

—

Mìsos exhaled softly as he glanced at Layla, cocking his head before glancing back at the other girls walking not far behind them. He didn’t recognize any of them, but got the feeling that they would make a completely new legend.

Author's Note

New coauthor - Artemis

Catching Up In More Ways Than One - Part 1

Alfea College for Fairies -

Flora POV

Flora cocked her head, watching the stumbling young man. His power seemed primal, linked to more than just nature, but life itself. It was obvious to her he was exhausted as he stumbled along before he coughed a bit as she saw red trickle from the corners of his mouth.

“Darkar… he’s strong… but I have little doubt he’ll think twice about attacking anyone else… ugh… but damn if his magic doesn’t feel like ice when it hits ya…” he muttered under his breath. He didn’t say much else after that, letting them lead him towards the infirmary. He inhaled slowly and carefully, his eyes drifting half-lidded as he didn’t notice the sunburst pin falling from his belt as if a golden flame were contained within the gemstone within its heart.

Stella, however, did. She scooped up the pin, getting the feeling it was important. She had no idea said pin marked him as one of Princess Celestia of Ungula’s personal students. She didn’t realize that both Princess Luna and Princess Celestia as well as a few others, including Headmistress Griffin of Cloud Tower, Headmaster Saladin of Red Fountain, and Headmistress Faragonda of the very college they were in were part of an old group they would soon learn of --- The Company of Light.

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Mìsos POV

He exhaled softly, his gaze half-lidded as he let the fairies assist him as he let his feet drag a bit as he knew his clothes were nearly shredded and tattered from the brawl with Ethan and Darkar as well as bloody in places and dirt stained from both the race with Sunset and Twilight as well as the fight. His eyes narrowed fractionally as he rolled his shoulders. He took a slow breath as he winced, not noticing the back of his shirt as well as his skin and slightly the muscle was heavily burned where his wings had flared out. His skin had light to moderate second degree burns whilst his other injuries were minor comparatively.

He inhaled slowly as he let the girls assist him. “Not sure how old you girls are to me… but it’s kinda clear that your magic accentuates your bodies in the best ways,” he mutters, not seeing the Winx girls blush at his comment.

Meanwhile, on Ungula -

Sunset frowned as the dimensional rift sealed as she skidded around the corner almost too fast to actually stop… unfortunately tumbling herself several yards on the dusty ground. “Ugh… damn it!” she cursed under her breath as she sprawled on the ground before she heard the distinctive whining thrum of Twilight’s board. She saw Twilight’s eyes widen as she spotted Sunset sitting up with a wince, covered in dust and dirt though she wore dark red pants tucked into dark golden amber boots as well as a scarlet vest. She wore a pale peach belt with several sets of dark purplish red throwing knives in sets of four for easy access. The ground feet from her was visibly steaming as she cocked her head, noticing a residual magical energy she didn’t recognize the signature of. She saw Twilight frown as she shifted, her booted foot touching the dusty ground.

Twilight frowned at the foreign magical signature, her hand swiping and gaining an imprint of the foreign energy within her aura, focusing an imprint through a mana bubble like a mirror before she glanced at Sunset as she stood, knowing what they both were going to do: contact the Solar Princess.

—

Artemis continued to sit on the stairs of Alfea with Bloom as she was crying. She'd calmed down enough that it was just the occasional hiccup and silent tears, but she was calming down as she was listening to Artemis's heartbeat.

Artemis conjured a glass of water with his Equestrian magic and handed it to Bloom, smiling as he said, "Here. Drink this. It'll help you with the hiccups."

Bloom rolled her eyes, hiccuping. "I guess," she mumbled. "Though you'd better not have slipped anything in it," she pouted. "Irma did that once… slipped ground Xiàojùn into a glass of water… that particular mushroom has a tendency to cause uncontrollable laughter," she mumbled.

"I follow a strict code of honor because of my mentor." Artemis said, smiling. "I give you my word on my honor that there is nothing in this beyond H2O. See?" Artemis takes a quick drink of the water. "Just water."

"You may want to…" Bloom started before a rather noticeable wet flatulence sound erupted behind him. She cringed slightly at the juvenile humor. She knew exactly how Tecna did it ‐ some wet cornstarch in a whoopee cushion.

"Tecna, don't make me call your mom, Jūhachi, and tell her you're still acting like a little kid with such juvenile jokes." Artemis said, his eyes flashing briefly blood-red like Megatron. "You just ruined a perfectly good moment between me and your sister."

The small golf ball sized drone tilted as it dipped. A very slight huffing whine was the only sound. "That implies that I'm not busy with this young man, thus why would I prank you?" she drawls analytically.

"Cut the crap, Tecna. I know you are just being analytical just to get a rise out of me. But it isn't going to work. Or do you want to see something else I can do that you probably only heard of from your mother?" Artemis said, smirking knowingly at her.

Tecna’s eyes narrowed slightly, a slight gleam from one eye the only outward sign of her internal bio-cybernetics. “You wouldn’t dare,” she hissed under her breath, well aware her subharmonic speaker picked it up through the drone.

—

Mìsos’ ears twitched at hearing Tecna’s hissed voice, but not focused enough to quite tell what she said in detail. His head tilted as he inhaled slowly, exhaling a slow gust of icy air, not noticing the frost forming on the marble floor.

—

"Oh, so you know about my 'magic words'?" Artemis asked, smirking. "No, I'm not going to use those. I'm referring to a certain 'power-up' that you might have heard of from your mother that two certain Saiyans could do." Artemis stood up and walked out to the middle of the courtyard, standing in a horseback stance with his arms clenched to his sides right as the ground began to tremble and the sky grew dark again, with lightning striking around the outside of the school.

"HaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" Artemis screamed, the dust blowing all over the place after a blast of golden light surrounded the courtyard.

When the dust settled, they all saw Artemis, standing tall. His hair was spiked up and blonde, as well as his eyes having changed from hazel to cyan blue. He looked at Tecna and Bloom. Tecna's jaw was slack in surprise and shock as Artemis smirked.

"I bet you only heard of this form from your mother, didn't you, Tecna?" Artemis said while smirking.

Tecna’s eyebrows rose slightly, her eyes narrowing fractionally. “Vaguely.” she muttered cautiously. She paused, not realizing that she lost connection to the drone, which fell with a soft thud as her feet shot out from underneath her from the frosted marble before the back of her head hit Stella squarely in the abdomen, drawing a sharp huff of air from the Solarian Princess and fashionista.

"I'd watch where you're going." Artemis said, snickering. "It seems my dragonkin friend accidentally 'iced' the floor, all pun intended on Icy, because she's one cold-hearted bitch instead of being a witch."

“Obviously, Icy hasn’t gotten laid from being such a cold-hearted bitch. She probably prefers the frozen dildo she’s got shoved up her ass,” Bloom mumbled as they started inside the college.

Mìsos tilted his head as he heard the thuds before he turned his head, noticing that Tecna and Stella were sprawled on the floor before he blinked, seeing that the ground had a thin layer of frost. “Should we break out the ice skates?” he quipped tiredly. He heard Musa snort a soft laugh at that.

"I don't know, should we? Besides, I don't know about you, but I'm getting the distinct smell of spicy cinnamon." Artemis teases right back, not knowing that he was smelling Bloom's unintentional arousal at him turning Super Saiyan earlier. He didn't realize that he was unintentionally enjoying the view that Stella and Tecna were giving him before he realized that he was looking at Stella in that way and turned his head away. He was not someone who took another guy's girlfriend.

It was minutes later that a surge of golden light flares before revealing a sealed scroll with an amber carved sigil of a sunburst, that of the planet Solaria.

Stella blinked, cocking her head as she knew what it was for - the annual ball held in Solaria. She looked over the words within the scroll as she scrambled to her feet before her eyebrows shot up.

—

"Bloom?" Artemis said, getting her attention with a slight jump in surprise. "Answer me honestly, but are you… horny just from seeing me transform into a Super Saiyan earlier?"

Bloom blushed, but shook her head in denial, not wanting to admit it.

"Bloom, it's okay. Just be honest with me." Artemis said, taking her hand and holding it in his own gently while smiling with a compassionate smile. "I know you are still upset about what happened. But know that I am here for you. I will always treat you with all the love and happiness that you deserve. I made a promise when I was tasked with keeping you safe. But we can take it easy, if you want. Just know that you can be honest with me if you're attracted to me already."

Bloom sighed, rolling her eyes. “I guess,” she muttered before she blinked as she saw Layla grumbling about ice skating lessons. She couldn’t quite tell what she said, however.

“Well then.” Artemis said with a compassionate smile as he snapped his fingers and both he and Bloom appeared in what seemed to be a bedroom in a farm house, surrounded by acres of apple trees. “Welcome to my personal pocket dimension. It was crafted out of my dreamscape years ago, and is completely livable. Now, I can help you relieve that itch I unintentionally gave you… only if you want me to, that is.” Artemis said as he was blushing more red like an apple and a tomato had a baby.

Bloom’s eyes widened slightly in surprise, cocking her head as she glanced around. “This is too detailed to be a ‘mere accident’ so it’s gotta be based on a location… but where?” she muttered under her breath.

"An alternate universe of Ungula that had been frozen in time." Artemis said, looking around at the orchard with her until they both heard a 'yeehaw' and a 'thud' just to their left. "Speaking of whom. AJ! We have a guest."

An anthropomorphic former Earth Pony-turned-Alicorn mare wearing boots stretched, shaking out one leg while she was leaning against an apple tree with one hand. She was wearing a stetson and had a red short sleeve flannel shirt tied up just above her navel and had a pair of what could only be described as 'Daisy Dukes' shorts on. She also had a pair of wings on her back and a horn on her forehead.

"AJ, come on over, my southern belle. I want you to say hi to someone new to the pocket dimension." Artemis said, waving over at the anthropomorphic farm mare.

The mare walked over, cocking an eyebrow. “So that’s that girl ya mentioned, hmm?” she drawled, sounding curious yet amused. “Y’all would go after a Fairy,” she teased.

“AJ…” Artemis groaned, leaning over to her and whispering in her ear. “Remember, it hasn’t happened for her yet despite the fact she and the others were with me on Earth Prime all those years ago. So I’m trying to keep it to a minimum so as not to scare her until the time is right.”

AJ cocked an eyebrow, rolling her eyes. “As Whooves would put it, ‘timey wimey bullshit’, hmm?” she drawled quietly.

"Depends which version of him you ask. Human-looking… or pony." Artemis said with a chuckle.

She rolled her eyes again before she looked over the orchard. “Pretty sure that both are fragments of a bigger whole,” she muttered under her breath. Her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Are you referring to me stuffing both of your 'holes' like a thanksgiving turkey on Hearth's Warming Eve last year?" Artemis whispered in her ear with a smirk before he swatted her ass right on her Cutie Mark, making her squeak in surprise.

AJ snorted a little laugh. “No, sugarcube, Ah’m not. Seems yer firebrand heard ya, from the way she’s blushin' worse’n Rainbow when she hits the cider too hard… or Twilight with her ‘special books’,” she drawled, rolling her eyes.

“Uhhh…” Artemis said, turning around slowly while blushing more red like an apple and a tomato had a baby. And his sight is filled with Bloom’s face which was more crimson than her hair. Her legs were also squirming to indicate what was going on between them. “You weren’t supposed to hear that, Bloom.”

"Ugh… then why the hell are you talking about it? I mean, there's next to no sound in here at the moment, so any sound is going to seem loud… unless… it's entirely possible my senses could be sharper, but I have no idea," she muttered, facepalming.

"Well then…" Artemis said, still blushing more red like an apple and a tomato had a baby while smiling a loving smile at her. "What do you say that I help you relieve your itch… maybe with some company?" Artemis said, looking towards Applejack.

AJ rolled her eyes. "Geez. The only one more horny than you when you get going is a certain former Pegasus-turned-Alicorn mare with multiple colors," she drawled dryly.

"Fuck you too, AJ!" a slightly raspy voice yelled from a cloud several hundred feet off the ground.

"I'm not hearing a 'no' from you, my sexy Alicorn tomcolt." Artemis yelled up to the cloud.

A blue furred hand flipped a one finger salute from the cloud’s edge.

"Yo, Artemis!" Another female voice said, this one showing herself as a certain part-Saiyan, part-human hybrid. She came flying into view and came to a stop above them, scaring the crapbaskets out of Rainbow Dash while lowering herself to the ground slowly. She then ran up to Artemis and threw herself around him in a bear hug. "It's good to see you again, babe."

"You too, Pan. How is Tadhg doing?" Artemis said with a smile as he hugged her back.

"He's sleeping, since it's his nap time." Pan said, pulling back with a smile on her face before she kissed Artemis on the lips. She then glanced at Bloom, then back at Artemis and asked, "Is that her?"

"I don't know, is it? What do you think?" Artemis said with a knowing smirk.

Pan rolled her eyes before she absently dragged one particular finger along her eyebrow.

AJ cleared her throat, an eyebrow rising as she stared at the quarter Saiyan unblinking. It was a look most ponies shivered at as it rivaled another Ascended mare's Stare.

"Uhhh…" was all that Pan could say when she locked eyes with AJ.

"Don't ask me, Pan. You must've done fucked up." Artemis said, putting his hands up in defense and shaking his head.

—

Outside the dimension…

Mìsos groaned softly as he felt the girls settle him on the bed within the infirmary. His eyes fluttered open as he shivered a bit. "Ugh… my head's pounding," he mumbles shyly before he noticed the girls looking his way before he felt a gentle, light touch on his forehead before he saw honey-copper hair and soft emerald eyes, not recognizing her as Flora, the princess of Linphea.

His gaze slid from her to the violet haired, emerald eyed technopath. He cocked his head. True, he didn't recognize any of them, nor did he realize who they were. He shivers as he feels a gentle touch near his mouth, unaware Flora was using a soft damp cloth to clean his face. He sees the honey haired woman pass something before he saw one of the other girls add something to it, unaware it was lavender scented facial wash as the honey haired woman rubbed the cloth between her hands with a small shy smile.