Reborn in a Dating Sim: Life as a Mob is hard in an Equestria Girl’s Dating Game!

Reborn in a Dating Sim:

Life as a Mob is hard in an Equestria Girl’s Dating Game!

Chapter Interlude

The extravagant room didn’t hold the same joy as it had a few weeks ago. Instead Sunset Shimmer could barely enjoy the room at the Academy. She was still of high standing, but that really didn’t matter. Those that had been her followers were cautious about getting close to her again. She had passed the labyrinth only because of Copper Plum. That was well known, but just as equally well known was the fact that she’d almost died. Her near death had been stopped only by the potion that one of his group had given her.

That same potion had made her break wind, horribly, and then had made her throw up in front of everyone. It was humiliating, but at the same time she could not deny that the humiliation had done something that all of the sniveling followers she had once had never done. It had freed her. She was no longer bound to the same old thoughts and ways of thinking. She wasn’t merely going through the motions day in and day out. She found herself thinking about other things. It was funny, a near death experience had been more than enough to free her from her gilded prison.

She wasn’t trapped by the meaningless sex with the servants she once had. She wasn’t stuck in the constant need for attention from the boys that had once tried to gain her favor. She was free. This freedom allowed her to realize that there was so much more in the world than merely getting her rocks off. She was able to enjoy the world as it was. It also changed something else.

He was just a baron, and a backwater country baron at that, but Baron Copper Plum Bit was what she wanted. She wanted to gain his favor, but there was the servant he had. It was obvious to anyone that spent any time with them that the obsession there was the servant and not the master. Baron Copper seemed to like his servant, but as a friend. He didn’t seem interested in her as a sexual companion. That meant that she could potentially move into becoming his companion.

Such a thought should be beneight her, and she knew that. There was absolutely no reason why she should entertain the idea of attempting to marry someone that was of a lower station. Yet, she found herself doing just that. She wanted to have him marry her. She wanted to find out what he liked and learn how to do it. The time she’d spent with her former servants had taught her that the opposite sex did enjoy things being rough. Then again, that could have been something else entirely. Her servants didn’t seem overly attached to her. They followed her commands, but they didn’t act like his servant.

No, they acted as if they were simply of a better cloth because they had been bought and paid for. The moment she sold their rights to another girl they had left without a fuss. There was no questioning of why. They didn’t hang around and beg, but instead they just left. She had half expected to see at least one of them acting sad at leaving her. But instead it was just like they were leaving a job. That’s when she realized that was exactly what she had been to them. She had been just another job. Nothing more, nothing less. A bit of employment where they had been able to sleep with their employer, eat expensive food, and then barely have to take care of the few things their employer wanted done.

It had made her feel cheap. The feeling didn’t simply go away either. It didn’t disappear, and it didn’t just fade. It remained in her mind. She had been used by them, and it had been in the same way she had used them. There was something almost poetic about that. Still, her mind drifted to Baron Copper Plum Bit, and she considered how she could get to know him. Maybe she could go to a tea party he was hosting. She couldn’t let him simply think that she was going to fawn all over him. So she would need to tell him that the tea was lukewarm and have him make it again, but she would still enjoy the company.

“I’ll do that,” she said to herself, “I’ll go to his tea parties, and I’ll make sure to make it to every single one. That should allow me the chance to really discover what he likes.”

The answer seemed to be enough for her, and she settled. The extravagant room before her was still nothing more than a gilded cage, but at least now she had direction in how to open it. The way was simple enough, and she had hopes that it would work. After all, she was of a high enough standing that Baron Copper could potentially want to join her. She considered this, and grinned. That was the best possible outcome. It was one that she was certain that she could do. She was attractive, she was from an influential family, and she had money at her disposal. There was little doubt that she was a fine catch.

The one possible flaw was his servant, but then she could potentially deal with him having a lover. It wouldn’t be like her servants. It might be one sided, but there was love there. Still, she could potentially handle that. Besides, the idea of watching was sort of thrilling. She couldn’t deny her more deviant tendencies. Her thoughts of having a husband that slept around, with a servant, and did so in front of her felt thrilling. Maybe that was truly evidence that she was slightly beyond help. She didn’t honestly believe so, but then again it would explain a few things about her. She sighed, looked at the door, and considered her next steps. It meant leaving the school, which she was allowed, but then she needed to find a way to Baron Copper Plum Bit’s home. That would be more difficult. Still, potentially riding a commercial airship could be worth the risk.

With the decision made she stood and walked toward her closet. Opening it up she saw the various clothes within it. Dozens of dresses, ballroom gowns, fine pantsuits, and nothing that could be considered utilitarian other than the basic armor for adventuring. That was the one thing she should have taken with her. Her father had insisted on her having a traditional suit of armor. His explanation had been that more traditional armor would ensure her safety. She had explained how the newer suits were designed to sculpt and to hold shape, but he didn’t care. It had been a fruitless battle of wills against him.

He couldn’t understand how important it was to look amazing while exploring a dungeon. He was ignorant of how these things affected those of higher standing. He seemed to be unmoved by her declaration of how important it had been. Looking at the armor now she understood that she was wrong. There was absolutely no denying that she should have gone ahead and worn the armor. If she would have then it was likely that the crystal wasp wouldn’t have stung her.

Then again, if she had worn it then there would be a very good chance that she wouldn’t have discovered what she felt toward Copper. It was a double edged sword, and one that made her question so many things about herself. Still, looking at the clothes she selected a single gown. One that was fetching, but humble. Next she looked at the various pant suits, and decided that her own school’s uniform was more suited toward something more rustic. If needed she could always obtain another set of clothes at a different time.

From there she gathered the various other odds and ends that would be needed on a short trip. Her various undergarments, all of her personal hygiene items, and then she opened the luggage she had. The one thing that she truly did miss was the fact that her servants would do this for her. Granted, she had been using them more for the idea of just having a way of relieving sexual tension. Doing so had been their main purpose, and none of them seemed to argue against it.

All of what he had been doing was using them for relief, and she had realized that they were using her at the same time. A chill ran down her as she realized that they were getting to bed a noble’s daughter. They were getting to do things to her that the one she finally chose likely wouldn’t be able to. A sickening feeling filled her. She had fallen so low, allowed herself to fall so quickly, and she had done so without a single thought about how things actually were.

She shook her head, “It doesn’t matter now,” she said to herself as she began to pack her luggage, “What has happened has happened. Baron Copper Plum Bit doesn’t care about that. At least he didn’t seem to care about it. I’m sure that he will accept me as I am. It’s funny, that incident that happened in the labyrinth should have been the very thing that ended it all for me. There was no reason I should have lived.”

Her words were true and she knew it, “I should have simply perished. I’m glad that I didn’t, but I can’t deny that what should have happened was stopped,” she muttered to herself as she stood looking at the luggage, “If it wasn’t for Baron Copper Plum Bit I would be dead. He deserves to know how I feel, if nothing else. I’m sure that he won’t mind me coming to visit. After all, he’s seeing to Diamond Tiara and the scholarship student. What’s a single more?”

She began to tell one of her servants that she wanted a letter sent to her father, but stopped. There were no servants. She finished packing her luggage, and then she walked toward her desk. There in the top drawer was some stationary. She took out a leaf of paper, and she grabbed a pen. With practiced grace she began to do the very things that were necessary. Her words were straight forward, and she wrote with practiced grace.

Father,

I write to you to inquire if you would mind contacting Baron Bit. He is Baron Copper Plum Bit’s father, and I understand that he is a border baron. I would like to spend my break there, and I would enjoy the countryside over the bustle of the capital. I would like to again express my thanks to Baron Copper Plum Bit for his dedication to my safety.

Thank you,

Your daughter,

Sunset Shimmer.

With that she ended the letter, found an envelope, and then she sealed it. The final thing was to write her father’s name on it. Once that was done she would go to the entrance of the dorm and have them send the letter with their dragon fire mailer. It would get there in seconds, and that would be beneficial. She grinned at the simplicity of it, and she wondered why was she so hung up on having servants to do everything for her. Was she so inept that she needed someone to do the most simple tasks?

The answer was no, and she knew that. Not having her servants had become another level of freedom. She wasn’t trapped by the thinking that all things had to be done by the servants themselves. Standing she moved toward the luggage, finished closing it, and lowered it to the ground. The luggage had small wheels on one side to allow ease of movement. She had questioned the reason for it originally, but now she understood how much easier it made things.

Without a second thought she moved, taking her luggage and the letter, and she moved toward the entrance of the dorm itself. Her movements were purposeful, and she stepped with a grace and understanding of what would be happening. She seemed mostly happy in her actions. Those that would later confirmed they had seen her said that she looked like a girl that had a crush. There would be several questions floating around about the potential object of this crush, but no-one could fully give a name. So, with that she left the dorm, headed toward the docks, and walked toward the commercial airship.

The difference between an airship owned by a noble and a commercial airship were as different as night and day. An airship owned by a noble often looked as if it was designed for opulence. Normally they looked as if they were flying displays of wealth and prestige. Copper Plum’s airship was different in that it looked as if it were designed to protect instead of flaunting wealth. He’d had his made with the idea of displaying power over material wealth. She could see the reasoning now. Like in the labyrinth he sought to protect that which was his.

His life, his party, his servant, all that he considered his was protected. She wanted to be counted among those numbers. Not just a member of his party, but as something more. She neared the barker that was selling rides for the commercial airship. The woman was leaning against the railing, and it was at that moment she noticed that it wasn’t a single commercial ship, but instead it was several, “Looking for a ride my lady?” a man said from behind her, “Smoothest cleanest ride from here to the boarder territories, not a single infraction with pirates, and even servants to rent.”

She looked at him, “What makes you think that I want to rent a servant?”

He smiled, “You’re a noble girl, fresh from the academy, and likely you’d enjoy a round or three with a beast man. Tell me, have you enjoyed the sensations that a beastman can provide? The supple way they can move, the animalistic feeling of being brought to the edge only to be brought back to the point again and again?” he asked, his voice calling to the more perverse side of her, “We can grant that, and only at a mere twenty platinum per day.”

She looked at him, “Thank you, but no,” she said as she started to walk off, “I don’t like being talked to like I am more perverse than I actually am.”

She moved from him, “However, there are a good many airships here,” she said as she studied them only to see the girl smiling at her, “You, what is your ship called?”

The girl grinned, “The Serenity,” she replied as she stood there, “She’s the smoothest ride there really is, and I can promise you that you’ll be treated fairly. We won’t try to sell you used up servants, and we won’t try to take more than what is owed for a fair day’s wages. Besides, I’ve noticed that you’re not looking so much at the destinations. That means that you’ve got a destination already in mind. The fact that you’re on this side of the port means you want to head to the boarder domains. No problem with that. We head there every trip. What you’re looking at is the ships.”

She motioned toward the ship behind her, “The Senerinity is the safest, smoothest, and most reliable ship out here. I can promise that she’ll get you where you’re going, and she’ll do it with little trouble.”

Sunset nodded and walked closer, “So, what’s your name?”

The girl held out her hand, “I’m Socket, and my sister is Ratchet. We’re the engineers on the ship. So, tell me where you want to head to, and I’ll tell you when we’ll arrive.”

She studied her for a bit, “The domain of Baron Bit,” she said, her voice firm, “I have pressing business with his son.”

She nodded, “Ah, far enough out to almost be beyond the control of the kingdom itself. Not a bad place in the slightest. Alright, the ride is twenty silver, and that includes all meals. It provides you with accommodations, access to the showers, and of course access to the library. The Serenity has a small collection of magic texts and a few legends that are fairly popular with travelers.”

She nodded, and handed over the requested amount. With that she walked up the gangplank to the ship itself. She was shown to a room that was barely larger than her closet back at her father’s home. Still, there was a bed, a nightstand, and what looked like a small wardrobe. It was enough for what it was. She stowed her luggage, and she walked toward the more opened area of the cargo bay. Standing there she saw a low ranking priest. His clothes indicated that he likely was from a backwoods temple, and likely he was returning. There was another noble, similar to her, that had a large crate with him. He seemed antsy about it, but otherwise looked somewhat normal.

There was some commoner that looked as if he was spending more than he had to ride, and finally there was the crew themselves. The captain moved out, and she saw his brown shirt, black suspenders, and light tan pants that hung around him, “Greetings,” he said as he studied them, “My name is Captain Coat. This is my ship, and there are a few rules. The first is that while you are aboard the ship you are our guests. As such you will be treated as guests. Meals are at oh seven hundred, twelve hundred, and nineteen hundred,” he said as he looked at them, “Next, because of carelessness from individuals past I would like to point out that no one is allowed in the cargo bay without a member of the crew. I apologize if this is an inconvenience. Finally, we’ve been asked by the crown to make a stop over at the domain of Viscount Tartar.”

“Why are we making the stop?” the other noble asked, “Not that I mind, but I do have time sensitive things that need taken care of.”

The captain shrugged, “And I apologize about that, but when the crown asks we tend to just follow orders. With that said, please return to your quarters and wait until after we’ve left the dock before you go to the areas open for you.”

Sunset returned to her quarters, and for some reason she wondered if this would be an adventure in and of itself.