I told you to go right

The next morning, I awoke in a pink bedroom, in a double-bed. I rolled over, and looked. Staring back at me were Rarity's eyes, and they were ~~strangely hypnotic and sexy~~ looking at me with the same look of confusion. We both looked at each other, before I spoke.
"That was an interesting evening." I said, blushing slightly. "If I may say so, the lingerie really did bring out your flanks, and literally I wanted to kiss them for hours."
"You did, darling." she replied. "To be honest, the fact that I'm single now opens me a whole world of possibilities, and if I was able to lure even the impenetrable Thunder Mustang into worshipping my flanks, then I could get any stallion I want with minimal effort."
"Have you not considered a modelling career?" I asked.
"Oh, no, darling. I just couldn't deal with the thought of stallions everywhere pleasuring themselves over my delightful, mesmerizing flanks. Do you not agree?"
"Yes mistre-Ah, I mean, Rarity. Heh." I chuckled. "Let us never speak of this again."
"Agreed. But one last time, just for good measure?"
"Mmm...I dunno if I should...it feels really weird sleeping with you even for a night, but your tongue tastes lovely and British. Erm..."
"I can give you hat and miscellaneous fashion tips, so the Hornblower and Tooth-Kickers have a hat that works."
"Screw it, I'm going into your sexy English mouth."

I trotted over to the platform as the train arrived. The only pony with me was Inferno, mostly because he just wanted to speak with Dok. Surprisingly, the Pegasus already knew about my encounter with Rarity, and just opted not to squawk. I still owed him an AWPer Hand, so that was unfortunate, but a worthy price so nopony, specifically Octavia, thought I liked British mares. He'd opted to wear some simple clothes; a suit and Der Übersternmann and he looked kind of like a member of the Gestapo, but that didn't bother me. I was wearing a Hornblower uniform, my Tooth-Kickers, and to my much orgasmic pleasure, an Unusual Team Captain with the 'Dead Presidents' effect. Basically, a little thingmyjiggy of money that flew around my head in circles but could never be grabbed. I received envious glares from everypony I saw.
"So, how was she?" Inferno asked, both of us looking at the train straight ahead.
"Firm, has a nice ass, looks good in lingerie." I replied calmly. "And Twilight?"
"Her lady cum tastes of muffin."
"So I know." I responded. "Anyway, where's Dok? This is his train." There was the sound of a cough to the right of us, and we looked. Smiling back at us was Dok, bags on his back and what looked like a Gentleman's Gatsby on his head and a pipe in his mouth. His glasses were also tinted darker.
"Hallo, meine freundes!" he said cheerfully. I smiled as we trotted over to help him with his bags. He passed a saddlebag to Inferno, who was literally concealed by the larger object, and he gave me a couple of satchels to carry. "Danke for inviting me, Thunder." Dok said as we all left the station. "This should get us a few new things to play with around Equestria, ja?"
"Yeah," I replied, "Apparently, these are freaks that are from another dimension all-together. Hopefully not our dimension, because then we'd know them, but maybe..."
"Vagineer?" he replied. Inferno and I looked at him.
"Engineer would do that?" Inferno asked.
"Oh, ja, he would." Dok replied, blowing a small puff of smoke from his pipe. "When Engi got hungry, his mouth deformed and he would speak in a garbled way until we gave him a sandvich or meat of some description. It was nothing serious; to be honest he proved quite the distraction to the enemy team. Just put him at the spawn and watch him go." he chuckled. "Ahhh, anyway. Ponyville is a nice place, I'm surprised I didn't move here."
"Hmm, I suppose it'd be a nice place for a...how old are you?" I asked.
"When I left BLU, I was around 55. Now, multiply that age by 20, and you have my age, ja?"
"Umm...1010?" Inferno answered. "Christ."
"I suppose that means you have the right to wear a Gatsby cap and smoke a pipe." I chuckled.
"Well, you're young. You stick to running, jumping, and having sex with multiple mares, and you'll be fine. Just remember your gun."

We got back to the house at about half four, since Cheerilee, Bon-Bon, Colgate, Octavia, and Lyra wanted to meet the Medic, and that conversation went on as Dok told them of some adventures he'd had back in the day. Cheerilee seemed to be eyeing the guy with 'the look', but he didn't notice. Anyway, when we got home, I showed Dok to his room. It was a simple affair, with a bed, a radio, a desk, a chest of drawers, bedside table and lamp, and a window. It was rather nice, but I had my room, and my Celestia VS Thunder plaque on my wall, so I'd be in my room. As he unpacked his stuff, I stood in the doorway and simply watched the stallion taking out all kinds of safety gear; a Medi-Mask, Das Hazmattenhatten, boots, more pipes, and at the bottom was his signature outfit, with the little rubber gloves as well. It amazed me he came so prepared.
Once he was done, he began to convince us that he should make dinner. And after several hours of saying that he was a guest and that Sky should cook, he finally won and we went about helping him. He didn't like it at first, but we were best friends with the Elements, surely some of their magic rubbed off on us?
Them, maybe.
Not me.

"Dok, that was brilliant." I said politely. "What was it?"
"Oh," he replied. "Old family recipe. Used it to feed the Jews hiding from the Gestapo in our house, and they loved it."
"You held Jews?" Sky asked. "So, what, you hid them from the Nazis?"
"Ja." he replied with a nod.
"That was mighty heroic." Fire whistled. "Well done, Dok."
"Anyway, we ready for tomorrow night?" I asked. "That graveyard ain't gonna loot itself."
"Oh, ja, I can carry the shovels." Dok raised a hoof.
"I'll bring a few sacks and a small wagon." Fire added.
"I can help with digging." Inferno continued.
"I'll grab everythin' I can." Sky said.
"So, I guess I'm on ghost-hunting duties?" I asked. There was a group nod. "Right then. Let's go down to the pub."