//------------------------------// // Chapter 8 - Checking in: Pinkie Pie // Story: New Toys in Town // by Derpator //------------------------------// Rainbow Dash soared over the night sky. The stars were out, Luna’s moon was raised and there was a slight chill in the air. But she had decided to try out night-time flying for once. She didn’t want to try out any tricks at the risk of crashing and nopony being around to help if she did, but she just wanted to take a leisure flight. Not that she would crash of course, it was only a precaution. Ponyville really was a different place in the night. Lights were turned off at businesses and homes, and nopony was around. Some clouds were in the air, but Rainbow Dash didn’t need to bother with them. She looked down at Ponyville. She loved her home town. Although she owned a cloud house in the sky and she wasn’t born in Ponyville, she has been around the town long enough to consider it her home. She noticed the buildings that stood out most to her: her friends’ homes. Fluttershy’s cottage was something she liked. It was small, but it could house many critters. Fluttershy really worked hard, and her animal friends made her happy. Rainbow Dash has been to the cottage many times, and has even made friends with a few of the critters there. That pesky rabbit wouldn’t ever accept her friendship though. She could spot the Golden Oak Library. It was the only house in a tree in the entire town. Even from the air, she could imagine that Twilight was currently pacing unnervingly around, most likely getting too worked up over something. She smirked, knowing that Twilight would never learn from her egghead ways. She couldn’t understand Twilight’s sleeping patterns either. She stays up late and night and wakes up at the crack of dawn. How does she not get tired? Sweet Apple Acres was in the distance. It really was a huge farm. After all, it was the farm that supplied apples to the entire town, so it had to take up a lot of space. The way Applejack worked day in and day out honestly was something Rainbow Dash admired. She didn’t envy it though, as she was happy to nap in the afternoon and have most of her time free. Life on a farm isn’t something she wanted. The Carousel Boutique was a bit of a mystery to Rainbow Dash. She never knew why Rarity decided to go with the choice of a carousel. But then again, Rarity was the fashionista, so she usually came up with crazy contraptions that she just couldn’t understand. She couldn’t deny that modelling for Rarity was a bit of a guilty pleasure though, even if it did make her look less cool. She just hid her true feelings about it. She has a reputation to uphold after all. The other landmark she knew, Sugarcube Corner, was surprisingly different. There was nothing structurally different about it, but it stood out in the darkness. Mostly because the light was on downstairs, and it pretty much looked like a beacon. Either the Cakes or Pinkie Pie was doing something. It couldn’t be a party, since Rainbow Dash would have been there and ponies would be making their way home. Her curiosity got to her, as Rainbow Dash lowered herself to the gingerbread house. Pinkie Pie’s odd behaviour might need some justifying after all. But then again, Rainbow Dash never flew at night, so maybe Pinkie Pie baked late into the night as a hobby. That could explain where the overabundance of sugary treats came from, or maybe Pinkie Pie was just a treat-making machine herself. She hadn’t ruled out the theory that her baker friend was in fact a robot just yet. She knocked on the door, not wanting to welcome herself in in case she might interrupt something bad. She could hear the steps of a pony coming closer towards her. The door was slowly opened to reveal a pink mare standing there. As soon as she spotted Rainbow Dash, her usual smile crept larger. “Hey Rainbow Dash.” Pinkie Pie’s voice was considerably lower than her usual shouting voice, most likely due to the sleeping Cakes upstairs. “What brings you here?” “Not much,” replied Rainbow Dash also keeping the noise down slightly, “Just thought I’d try out some night flying.” She showed off her wings and flapped them silently. “That’s great.” Pinkie Pie looked all around to make sure nopony else was in the vicinity. Quite pointless, considering that Rainbow Dash already scanned the area. “Would you like to come in?” “Sure,” replied Rainbow Dash taking the offer. She entered the house of sweets and analysed the detail. After all, Pinkie Pie might be doing some late night decorating. She heard Pinkie Pie close the door behind her and made her way towards the counter. “So Pinkie, what are you doing?” Pinkie Pie just stood there like her normal self. “I’m doing a fancy experiment. Like Twilight. Except this is something that’s fun.” Rainbow Dash refrained from laughing at the small joke Pinkie Pie came out with. “What’s this experiment then?” Pinkie Pie moved towards the kitchen and motioned Rainbow Dash to follow. Rainbow Dash did just that and was shocked at the mess around the place. The walls were covered in pastries (or what remained of them), icing was scattered everywhere and nowhere looked clean. Pinkie Pie must have gone off her rocker. It was a good thing Rarity wasn’t there either. Pinkie Pie closed the kitchen door behind Rainbow Dash, in order to minimise the noise as much as possible. She went back to what Rainbow Dash assumed was her previous position by a counter, where a bowl of mush was present. Rainbow Dash remained in question while Pinkie Pie started to hum and bounce around the kitchen. “Pinkie, what happened here?” “Don’t you remember? I said it was an experiment.” Pinkie Pie viciously whisked at the bowl, sending off piles of its contents everywhere. “But what exactly are you doing?” Pinkie Pie stopped whisking and dipped a hoof into the mush. She quickly licked it off and gave it a taste. “Mmm, needs the secret ingredient.” Rainbow Dash just watched Pinkie Pie’s questionable actions. “What secret ingredient?” Pinkie Pie bent down and opened up a cupboard. She dug her head in for a moment and returned with a can. There was nothing on it. “It’s a secret silly.” She took the can and tipped out all of its contents into the bowl. With no warning, she started to whisk again. Rainbow Dash now stood a little worried. She had no idea what Pinkie Pie had just added to... whatever else she had. “Uh Pinkie? What is that?” Rainbow Dash finally caught Pinkie Pie’s attention, as she stopped whisking. She didn’t stop because Rainbow Dash asked her a question, but rather because the mixture of the bowl was starting to bubble. She sharply turned her head to face Rainbow Dash and smiled. “Maybe I should have added less.” Rainbow Dash raised an eyebrow and moved to the side of Pinkie Pie. Below her, she saw the combination of unknown food bubbling and threatening to spurt at any moment. “Pinkie, what did you do?” Pinkie Pie remained facing to the bowl, but turned her eyes towards Rainbow Dash. “Perhaps we should back up a bit.” “Huh?” Rainbow Dash saw the slightly worried Pinkie Pie beside her and then gazed back at the bowl. The bubbling had increased dramatically and it looked like it might explode. So that’s what it did. Rainbow Dash reacted as soon as she saw it, flaring her wings and taking to the air of the kitchen. Unfortunately, she was not safe there, as the contents of the bowl flew everywhere. She got completely covered wherever she could get hit by it. She screamed slightly as it all hit her, almost rivalling the one that came from Pinkie Pie at the same time. She took a few moments in the air getting rid of some of the mixture and then looked around the kitchen. It looked worse than when she came in. She saw Pinkie Pie below her, remaining stationary and covered in a cream colour. But Pinkie Pie, in her always weird ways, somehow managed to jolt her body, sending off every trace of the mysterious goo from her body. It was like she never got covered in it in the first place. Rainbow Dash descended down next to Pinkie Pie with her wings still out. She flapped them slightly to get rid of some of the mixture on them, unaware that her right wing was gently slapping on Pinkie Pie’s back. It came as confusion to her when she was looking around and hearing small moans as her wings continued to move up and down. “Rainbow Dash...” Rainbow Dash turned her attention to Pinkie Pie next to her, who looked thrilled about something. Her eyes were closed as she was beaming a glad smile, sighing in content. Rainbow Dash then noticed that her wing was on top of Pinkie Pie’s back, and retracted it immediately. “Oh. Sorry Pinkie.” She looked around. “What just happened?” “It’s ok...” Pinkie Pie weakly got out before coming back to her senses. She opened her eyes again and let out a huff. “I think this experiment failed.” Rainbow Dash just looked at Pinkie Pie with a blank face. “Ya think?” Pinkie Pie tried her best at a sheepish smile. “Maybe we should clean up?” “Agreed. I’ll start over there, and you go grab the-“ Rainbow Dash was silenced as a slop of mess crashed right onto her head. She grunted as she heard Pinkie Pie trying not to laugh. “Just get the stuff.” Pinkie Pie obliged and pulled open a cupboard, drawing out cleaning equipment. No doubt the kitchen would take a while to clean up. Rainbow Dash didn’t mind though. After all, it was another time to hang out with Pinkie Pie, even if it was late. She took the mop Pinkie Pie handed her, starting on the ceiling first. A lot of mess started to fall at a fast rate, splattering onto the floor. The mop could only take so much. “So Pinkie,” Rainbow Dash said breaking the silence with a new topic, “I’ve never asked before, but has anypony ever got a strike three?” Pinkie Pie was cleaning up a different part of the kitchen, but she heard the question. “Nope!” she answered with no trouble. “Only ever a strike two.” There was a small pause. “What’s the deal with this three strike system?” Pinkie Pie only twisted her head around. “Because, it teaches ponies not to take advantage of another pony.” Rainbow Dash lifted an eyebrow. “By physically assaulting them?” Pinkie Pie turned back around. “That’s strike two. The pony should have learnt their lesson by then. I don’t make the rules Rainbow Dash, I follow the ones that have been set up in the world.” Rainbow Dash only muttered to herself. “And what rules would those be?” Rainbow Dash was randomly wiping the mop across the ceiling while she was talking to herself, and was unaware that large amounts of mush had landed all over her. She sure felt it though. She could feel the slimy substance slowly descending down her body. She lifted her wing, to catch some of the substance in a more contained area. Slowly, she made her way to the rubbish bin to dump the goo. On her way, she passed Pinkie Pie. “Hey Pinkie, what did you mean by ‘taking advantage’?” Pinkie Pie tilted her head. “Isn’t it obvious what taking advantage of another pony is?” Rainbow Dash stood still for a few moments. “Sorry, I meant something else.” She dumped what she could into the bin, while Pinkie Pie just stared. “What did you mean?” Rainbow Dash rubbed some of the gunk off her, not aware of the stare. “Well, how did another pony get a strike two with you? What’s there to take advantage of?” When Rainbow Dash turned to face Pinkie Pie, she saw that her wing was getting a good look. She lifted it up and down to test out Pinkie Pie, and saw that she was following it every movement it made. “Pinkie?” Pinkie Pie rubbed her hooves together with a blush on her face. “Could you possibly rub my back with your feathers?” Rainbow Dash went slack-jawed. “Eh?” “It feels... nice.” Rainbow Dash just stood there for a moment to process what Pinkie Pie just said. “It feels nice?” It was then when she pieced it together. “That’s taking advantage of you Pinkie? Feathers on your back?” Rainbow Dash facehooved when Pinkie Pie nodded. “But it doesn’t seem that serious. How does rubbing feathers on your back get justified by physical beatings?” Pinkie Pie didn’t change her expression, as if the answer was already obvious. “It’s sensitive.” “Sensitive? To pegasi feathers?” Pinkie Pie bowed her head and nodded it with embarrassment. “Ok sure. Why not?” Pinkie Pie squealed in delight when Rainbow Dash agreed. She readied herself by twisting her body around, leaving her back fully exposed to Rainbow Dash. Rainbow Dash analysed her wing, and then Pinkie Pie’s back. She raised an eyebrow at the scenario, before shrugging. Whatever. Rainbow Dash soon knew why it was taking advantage of Pinkie Pie, as she could witness the pink mare attempting not to moan as soon as her feathers made contact. Her back wasn’t just sensitive. It was really sensitive. Rainbow Dash caressed the feathers of her wing across Pinkie Pie’s back for a few seconds, eliciting the gasps and noises from her. “Pinkie?” Rainbow Dash asked, continuing with her work, “Doesn’t this count as a strike?” Pinkie Pie was enjoying the sensitive-borderline fetish she was receiving. “W-We can ohhhhhh let this sl-slip.” Rainbow Dash felt somewhat relieved at the fact that she hadn’t got on Pinkie Pie’s bad side, as the feather massage resumed. Some part of her was starting to enjoy it as well. Hanging out with Pinkie Pie was always a highlight to her, and to now find out that she had a secret like this was overwhelming. She knew that Pinkie Pie would never want it revealed at all though. She didn’t think that other ponies would even want to know, considering the strike system. But that was alright. Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie were best friends, so one silly secret couldn’t change that. Even if it did seem like Rainbow Dash was... pleasuring Pinkie Pie. What Rainbow Dash didn’t know, is that in the middle of her thoughts, Pinkie Pie was now standing right in front of her, with an almost seductive glance. Her wing was involuntarily carrying on with the movements, hitting nothing in the air. Rainbow Dash shook her head furiously, to be met with Pinkie Pie right in front of her. Or at least, for a split second, because Pinkie Pie made a move as soon as Rainbow Dash came back. In no time, Rainbow Dash was pushed onto the kitchen table, lip locked with Pinkie Pie on top. She let out a muffled noise as the situation surprised her, while Pinkie Pie just carried on passionately. Considering Rainbow Dash’s position on her sexuality, she was open to the advancements. She wrapped her hooves around Pinkie Pie, resulting in a giggle from the party pony. She gave in to the kiss, letting Pinkie Pie gain full access to the inside of her mouth. Pinkie Pie was enjoying it as well, but Rainbow Dash had a thought that she might have been whacked up from the nice sensation she had a moment earlier. The pair carried on for what seemed like several minutes, before Pinkie Pie broke apart. She parted from Rainbow Dash’s lips as slowly as she could, small traces of saliva rolling off her tongue. She fluttered her eyelashes at Rainbow Dash, acting more seductive, and Rainbow Dash hated how that act of temptation got to her. “...Pinkie” was only what Rainbow Dash managed to get out, in between panting for breath. She leant up from her current position and gave Pinkie Pie a kiss on her cheek. Pinkie Pie gave an affectionate nuzzle in response, while her hooves lead themselves towards something else. Rainbow Dash felt Pinkie Pie’s hooves grabbing her wings, bringing them around her body. Pinkie Pie leant down further, and brought Rainbow Dash’s wings onto her back. Her mouth gasped straight away at the feeling. As Pinkie Pie moaned those sounds she always did, she brought her head down next to Rainbow Dash’s and started to nibble at her ear. Not only that, but she gave a few nuzzles every now and then, all the while she rubbed her own back with Rainbow Dash’s wings, feeling what must have seemed like heaven. Rainbow Dash took a brief moment to think. This was certainly all new to her, but she wasn’t going to complain. She enjoyed the playful actions Pinkie Pie gave her while she took over the control of her wings, now being the one to stroke Pinkie Pie’s back instead. Pinkie Pie accepted the notion and instead used her hooves to rub against Rainbow Dash’s soft fur. “Oh Dashie...” she got out a bit weakly, in between kissing Rainbow Dash on the cheek, slowly making her way towards her lips. “Pinkie...” was all that Rainbow Dash could say, starting to get very, very turned on. But for some reason, Pinkie Pie stopped soon after. She halted her actions and sat up on top of Rainbow Dash. She had a frown. “Dashie, do you want this?” Rainbow Dash didn’t know if that was a trick question or genuine, or what just happened in general. She certainly wanted it if Pinkie Pie was willing to. But for some reason, what had just happened felt odd. “What do you mean?” Pinkie Pie sighed and turned away. “You know this isn’t real right?” Rainbow Dash was now more confused than ever. What wasn’t real? “What?” Pinkie Pie used a hoof to rub Rainbow Dash’s cheek. “This silly. I’m not real. Just ask Princess Luna.” Pinkie Pie pointed towards the window of the kitchen with her other hoof, where the princess of the night was standing right outside. Rainbow Dash slowly brought her attention towards the window. Princess Luna seemed rather... shocked at the sentience of Pinkie Pie. Never had she seen a pony created in a dream know about it all being a dream before. Wait, a dream? Then that means... “This is a dream?” Rainbow Dash asked, with hints of disappointment. It may have been a dream, but Rainbow Dash loved the direction she and Pinkie Pie were heading, even if it was just for fun. She looked back up to Pinkie Pie, who was smiling back at her. “Did the princess see us do what we just did?” Princess Luna surprisingly chuckled at the question. “I have seen far worse. Trust me.” Rainbow Dash’s ears fell down, causing Pinkie Pie to feel the same. Even in a dream, this Pinkie Pie felt just like the one she knew. “It felt so real...” Pinkie Pie leant down and kissed Rainbow Dash. “Dream or not Dashie, I had fun.” Rainbow Dash sighed and let her head rest fully on the table. “As did I Pinkie. As did I.” Pinkie Pie buried herself fully in Rainbow Dash’s body and hold. “Well you’d better wake up. I’m currently in your room you know.” Rainbow Dash furrowed her brow as she gently stroked Pinkie Pie with her hoof. “What do you mean?” Pinkie Pie only seemed to wriggle. “Don’t you remember? You’re in your bedroom in your home. You’re here right now while I’m waiting for you to wake up. So wake up sleepy!” Rainbow Dash could only blink at the statement. How in Equestria did a dream creation of Pinkie Pie know what was happening in the real world? She looked over at Princess Luna, hoping she would hold an answer, but was only received a shrug and a look of bewilderment even from her. Maybe Pinkie Pie has more powers than anypony thought. Maybe Pinkie Pie was secretly a dream manager. Perhaps she had her own business in entering dreams. It was Pinkie Pie after all. It was totally plausible. “How do I wake up then?” Rainbow Dash asked, “I kind of like where I am right now...” Pinkie Pie rose up and blushed. Leaning down again, she kept herself an inch away from Rainbow Dash’s mouth. “Kiss me” she said in a voice that just screamed sultry. Rainbow Dash winked with her eyebrows, while Pinkie Pie smirked. They both knew what it meant. She was just about to connect her lips to Pinkie Pie’s when she suddenly felt like she was thrown away from the scene. She could hear Princess Luna chuckling as the whole world started to turn white. The whiteness started to blind her while she realised what was happening. “No! I was so close!” She shouted and cursed as she felt herself coming back to consciousness. The enveloping whiteness overtook her body as the dream was ending. And at the end of it all, she could only hear the laughter coming from Princess Luna. [/hr] Rainbow Dash shot up in bed and gasped. Sitting up straight, she started to take deep breaths. It really was a dream, from a result of an afternoon nap, and it was just getting to the good part. That is, until the princess decided to mess with her. “Seems Luna’s been taking lessons from Celestia” she muttered to herself. And that wasn’t a good sign. Princess Luna had control over every dream, so she could easily do that sort of thing again. What a buzzkill. “Lessons for what?” “Ah!” Rainbow Dash jumped. She quickly turned towards the source of the noise, which was Pinkie Pie’s head sticking out of the muffin basket. “AH! AHHHHHHH!” she screamed, causing her to get away from the pony and crash onto her floor. She groaned as she felt the pain enter her spinal column. “Pain...” She was suddenly hoisted up and thrown onto the bed, as the intruder fully revealed herself as the entirety of Pinkie Pie, rather than just a head. She put it together fast. Pinkie Pie in the dream told her she was already in her room. But the entire situation just seemed bonkers. “Pinkie? How did you get in here?” Pinkie Pie giggled and pointed to the muffin basket. “I have my methods.” Rainbow Dash raised a hoof in the air and was about to say something when she stopped in her tracks. “You know, that doesn’t exactly make any sense.” Pinkie Pie sprung up and jumped onto the bed, rocking it and the current occupier. “Soooo, what’s going on?” Rainbow Dash recoiled a bit from the sudden weight on top of her. “Oh you know Pinkie, just recovering from what you did to me yesterday” Rainbow Dash replied in an almost harsh tone. She instantly felt regret at what she said though, as Pinkie Pie’s ears fell down soon after. She was on top of her, and her head lowered. Pinkie Pie obviously felt bad about their entire scuffle. Or rather, the one-sided scuffle. To cheer her up again, Rainbow Dash brought her hooves around Pinkie Pie and drew her in for a hug. Pinkie Pie immediately gasped at the sudden affection, but was quick to bury her head in Rainbow Dash’s neck. “I’m really really really sorry...” “Pinkie,” Rainbow Dash replied straight away while stroking Pinkie Pie’s mane, “I’m the one who should be sorry. I got too caught up yesterday in having fun that I forgot about your... odd habits. Could we just put this behind us?” Pinkie Pie shot up with her massive smile. “It’s all I want!” Immediately, she went back to her previous position in Rainbow Dash’s hold, doing whatever she could to hug the pegasus. Rainbow Dash was enjoying it as well, but it reminded her of her dream not a few moments ago, considering they were in the same positions. Rainbow Dash was happy where she was. She almost expected the visit from Pinkie Pie to turn into something worse, but it seems they’ve made amends already. They were both sorry for what happened, so now Rainbow Dash could just enjoy the company of Pinkie Pie with no regrets. She was nice company too; Pinkie Pie gave really nice hugs. “Soooo, whatcha dream about?” Pinkie Pie’s question almost caused Rainbow Dash to start choking and coughing. There was no doubt that took a small toll with her. “Uh well, I uh...” Pinkie Pie looked into Rainbow Dash’s eyes. “Is something wrong?” All Rainbow Dash could see were the blue beauties of Pinkie Pie’s eyes and how they looked in her dream. She couldn’t look away. She instantly felt flushed from the sight in front of her, and took a gulp to reorganise herself. “If you really want to know Pinkie...” Pinkie Pie leant in closer, while Rainbow Dash just realised how awkward the situation looked. “It was the same as yours...” Pinkie Pie blinked, before pulling back and forming a blush. “You mean with us...?” Rainbow Dash nodded in acknowledgement. “The night-time flying?” “Yeah.” “The mess in the kitchen? The explosion?” “Mhmm.” “The wings?” “Yeah...” “The table?” Rainbow Dash could only answer with her head. “...The... bedroom?” Pinkie Pie had a little amount of trouble just asking her final question. “Actually no. We didn’t get that far. I’d say halfway through the table phase. Other than that, it seemed pretty similar to the one you told me.” “Aww, we didn’t get to the good stuff! Boo!” Pinkie Pie gasped. “That means you didn’t get to experience my ‘Baker’s Tongue’.” Rainbow Dash gave Pinkie Pie a deadpan look. “Pinkie, please never say that again.” Pinkie Pie passed off a sheepish smile, while her blush crept slightly larger. “How are you feeling?” “What do you mean?” Pinkie Pie rolled her eyes. “I mean you silly. Are you ill? Are you sad?” As if on demand, Pinkie Pie produced her pouting face to get her message across. “Nah, I’m fine really. Nothing too bad. I’ll be flying my best come tomorrow.” Pinkie Pie was quick to like how positive Rainbow Dash remained, before diving her head into the pegasus’s fur again. “That’s great!” Rainbow Dash went back to stroking Pinkie Pie with her hoof, sighing shortly afterwards. “It sure is.” Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie didn’t move from their positions for several minutes. It only consisted of their breathing, the slight moving of Pinkie Pie and the gentle strokes of Rainbow Dash’s hoof. It wasn’t like Rainbow Dash could move anyway, as a pink pony was plumped on top of her and her body wouldn’t agree to move if she wasn’t. The both liked where they were though. As Rainbow Dash looked down at the happy pink mare, she couldn’t help but increase her smile. Pinkie Pie’s attempt of curling up and resting on her body was rather ‘cute’, as much as she didn’t admit that stuff. She turned her head towards the muffin basket. Since Pinkie Pie really was sorry, there was no doubt that she’d be even more pleased if they were eaten. But even though the muffin basket stood on top of the bedside cabinet, her head almost involuntarily gazed down, towards the shelf that contained the dating guide she put away before her nap. The toys. They came back to her. It really was getting to a stage for her that her curiosity was taking control, as she really only wanted to know what they were and get it all over with. With Fluttershy on her tail as well, she would have to make a choice soon. If the toys really were what she thought they were, and there was really little reason why they wouldn’t be, she’d need to decide if she would go through with it. But she didn’t really know for sure. Sure she couldn’t turn down a good time, but the events that occur afterwards may come back to haunt her. What if Fluttershy wanted a serious relationship? She couldn’t handle that, and the last thing she’d want to do is hurt her best friend. She could be frank with Fluttershy from the start, clearly stating it would be a one-time thing. But that could also hurt Fluttershy’s feelings too. She could hear Pinkie Pie sighing, most likely continuing to enjoy the long duration of their connected bodies. She looked back at the innocent mare, before thinking about something serious. She could ask Pinkie Pie about what she already imagined she already knew; if Fluttershy told Pinkie her own desires. “Pinkie,” Rainbow Dash said, breaking the silence of several minutes, “Can I ask you about the toys?” Pinkie Pie’s ears shot up and it even caused her to raise her head towards Rainbow Dash. “If you want.” Rainbow Dash finally felt more relief than with her other guests. Maybe Pinkie Pie could actually give her the specifics on what the toys really are. “Pinkie, what are the toys?” she asked with great excitement. Pinkie Pie however, seemed to be struggling to speak. She looked like she was balancing arguments inside, which made Rainbow Dash frown. She feared the worst. “I... can’t tell you” Pinkie replied, sad as she did so. Yep, it was the worst. Rainbow Dash groaned and freed her limbs, not liking it at all. Not even Pinkie Pie could tell her what they were. She was really hating the big secrecy her friends had. Before, they’d only tell her it wasn’t her thing, but now they are purposely hiding the truth from her. She might have cared a few days ago just for curiosity sake, but now it sounded like a conspiracy was going on. And now that she was really considering wanting in, there was another blockage. She had to find out why her friends were being silent. The most rational choice was to ask Pinkie Pie. “Why?” was all Rainbow Dash asked, with a hint of irritation. Pinkie Pie frowned. “I would like to tell you... but we all agreed not to tell you. Do you know about Fluttershy?” Rainbow Dash, while still slightly annoyed, was at least able to answer the question. “Yeah, she wants to try them out with me.” “We all agreed that Fluttershy will be the one to tell you. Since she’s so persistent, we all thought it’d be nice for her to fill you in. If she wants to anyway.” “...If she wants to?” “Yeah. Maybe she wants it to be a surprise. I’d love that! But it’s up to her.” Rainbow Dash realised. That’s why her friends didn’t reveal anything specific earlier. When Applejack came by, she gave her some talk on fate. Twilight told her she’d be in for a surprise too. She can’t deny that a part of her wants to try them out, whatever they are. Maybe she’d let Fluttershy fill her in. She hadn’t come by yet, so perhaps her eagerness will be satisfied yet. “Could you tell me anything else about them though?” Pinkie Pie smiled her usual large smile. “They’re really really really really fun! Twilight’s gotten better as well. Maybe you could join us when you get yours. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind.” At this point, Rainbow Dash just accepted whatever sickening, perverted images her mind conjured up. Day after day she’d been fed the images of her friends engaging in specific activities, even with the dream she recently had too. With the tension with Fluttershy too, she couldn’t help but feel excited. Her friends doing the deed with each other wasn’t really bugging her anymore, since pretty soon, she might be joining them. As for Pinkie Pie’s suggestion though, she honestly didn’t know how to feel about that. She had been offered the same thing when she hung out with Pinkie Pie two days prior and yet the offer till stood. She’s never engaged in any activities involving three or even more ponies before, and she ever really plan to either. Pinkie Pie seems more open about the idea though, and with Rainbow Dash’s own open-minded sexuality, she might just accept. She wasn’t sure how Twilight would feel about it though. “Is Twilight even into mares? I know you are Pinkie, but she doesn’t exactly scream that type you know?” Pinkie Pie just kept her smile. “Nope! She’s straight.” That just confused Rainbow Dash even more. “Wait. You two are fooling around and she’s straight? How does that even work!?” “Because,” Pinkie Pie responded, “It’s fun. Besides, being straight doesn’t even have anything to do with it.” “Wa- ah- whahuh? “ Pinkie Pie giggled at Rainbow Dash’s questionable facial expressions. “It’s just a bit of fun.” Rainbow Dash didn’t even want to respond. It only raised more questions than were answered. Even questioning it would probably expand the web of other questions rather than wrapping up the mystery. After a short while, Pinkie Pie finally moved. She seemed down, but she removed herself from the body of Rainbow Dash. She did have a day job, and as much as she would want to be with Rainbow Dash all day, she did have to work her duties. Rainbow Dash could understand. Her others friends had only come by to check up on her, with a possible exception being Applejack. It was understandable that Pinkie Pie would have only been around for a short while. But she didn’t like how Pinkie Pie felt bad about leaving. So she did what she could. She drew Pinkie Pie close to her and kissed her on the cheek. It was instantly responded with by a gasp and a sudden mood change from Pinkie Pie. It was what she was aiming for too. “Thanks for coming by Pinkie.” Pinkie Pie didn’t respond vocally, but she turned just a slighter shade of crimson, and Rainbow Dash could tell. She gave the same treatment towards Rainbow Dash, planting her lips against the cyan cheek. She fluttered her eyelashes afterwards to show her gratitude, before she practically dived into the muffin basket on the bedside cabinet. Rainbow Dash reacted straight away. As any traces of pink disappeared from her room, she dug through the muffin basket to see that no Pinkie Pie anywhere. She had gone fully... somehow. “How in Equestria...?” Rainbow Dash long knew not to question Pinkie Pie’s antics, but this was ridiculous. She practically teleported like Twilight could. She sighed, placing the muffin basket back on the bedside cabinet, while also taking one. She took a bite, before realising it was actually very tasty. Pinkie Pie certainly was an excellent baker. But Pinkie had just left. Four of her friends had come by, except for one. Only Fluttershy remained. Perhaps she would finally get the answers she wants. It seems all of her friends have agreed only to let Fluttershy tell her about it, and it was actually something she was quickly respecting. But like Pinkie Pie told her, Fluttershy might want to keep it quiet anyway. If that was the case, Rainbow Dash would only have to wait.