Vinyl started planting kisses on Fluttershy’s neck while she shivered in terror.
“I need an adult, I need an adult, I need an adult,” she kept repeating.
Vinyl looked up into Fluttershy’s face, grinning. “What’s the problem? All I see are two consenting adults right here,” Vinyl said. She then frowned. “But I still don’t see you smiling,” she said as her face drew back into a grin, “but I know how to fix that.” Vinyl then planted a kiss on Fluttershy’s lips, then pulled away, seeing tears on Fluttershy’s face while she hyperventilated.
“I need an adult, I need an adult,” Fluttershy kept chanting between gasps. Vinyl waggled her eyebrows at Fluttershy, then moved to kiss her clavicle when she was grasped in a blue glow and thrown into the mirror, cracking it and falling onto the sinks. Fluttershy looked up to see Trixie drunkenly stagger towards Vinyl.
“Nopony violates Butterfly except for the Great and Powerful Trixie!” Trixie yelled as she leapt up onto the sink, straddling Vinyl. Vinyl looked up at Trixie confusedly.
“Who’s Butterfly—” she started to ask before she was hit in the face with a right cross, “ow, what the hay—” she started again before she was hit with a left cross to the face. Trixie then got off of Vinyl, then slammed her head into the mirror, knocking her out and cracking the mirror further. Trixie then ripped off a towel bar with her magic and twisted it around Vinyl’s forehooves. Fluttershy looked up, ran towards Trixie, and hugged her tightly.
“Thank you, Trixie,” she said while crying into her shoulder. Trixie stared confusedly at Fluttershy, then uneasily patted her withers.
“Well, anything for a friend, I guess, Butterfly.”
“My name’s Fluttershy, but thank you.” Trixie stared at her in bemusement.
“Really? Fluttershy?” Fluttershy nodded into Trixie’s shoulder. She then gently pushed Fluttershy off of her. “We don’t want another incident like Ponyville, now do we?” Trixie said as she laughed uneasily. Fluttershy nodded, tears still streaming down her face.
“I guess not. Let’s go back to work.”
“Let’s,” and with that, they walked out of the bathroom together.
“By the way, you really need to work on your one-liners.”
“Shut up. I was in the heat of the moment.”
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After the incident in the bathroom, Trixie had convinced the manager to give them their drinks free of charge.
“You know, I admire your work ethic, Fluttershy,” Starshine Song said as she twirled her appletini in her magic, then took a sip, “most ponies wouldn’t just pick up and go right back to work after being sexually assaulted.”
Fluttershy shrugged, her eyes red. “I’ve been through worse. Being an Element of Harmony does that to a mare.”
Starshine Song nodded. “Oh, well, there’s another bad apple from Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns,” she said as she watched the Royal Guard escort Vinyl out of the restaurant, “I guess they all can’t be Twilight Sparkles.”
Trixie’s eyes flashed at that. “I guess we can’t all be Twilight Sparkles after all,” she said through gritted teeth, “another screwdriver!” she yelled out. A server quickly trotted up with another screwdriver which Trixie grasped in her magic and sipped on. Fluttershy picked up her little glass of water and sipped on it as well.
Nebulous Wind sipped on his Tequila Sunrise. “Well, after much consideration, I think that the Desoxyn will be a good idea.”
Trixie nodded eagerly. “That sounds, great, Dr. Wind!” She then looked towards Starshine Song. “And you, Principal Song?”
Starshine sighed, then set her appletini down. “I suppose I’ll start recommending it to parents.”
Fluttershy nodded at that, then set her glass of water down. “That sounds great, Principal Song,”
“Call me Starshine,” Starshine said. Fluttershy nodded.
“Well, Starshine, that sounds great, but we really must be going now,” she said as she stood up. Trixie stood up as well, pulling out two tickets and floating them over the the two unicorns, who grasped them and studied them.
“A pass to the Canterlot Museum of Art?” Nebulous Wind asked. Trixie nodded.
“A thank you for your patronage,” she said as she walked out with Fluttershy.
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They trotted wordlessly to their hotel, Trixie sliding the keycard into the door, then opening it to reveal a cloud of smoke. “Ugh, it smells like cigar smoke and sex in here! What could have happened in—” she started before she stopped in her tracks. Fluttershy trotted in to see a bunny pile on top of her bed, with Angel at the top, pulling in on a fat cigar, then exhaling rings of smoke. Fluttershy giggled, while Trixie looked apoplectic, for in addition to the rabbit pile, there were several trays of very expensive food inside of the room.
“What the hay happened in here!?” Trixie shouted, “Out! Out with all of you!” she shouted to the hare pile. They remained where they were, Angel flipping Trixie off. Trixie started fuming.
“Angel,” Fluttershy said between giggling, “that’s not nice! Now could all of you does leave the room?” she asked. All of the rabbits that weren’t Angel quickly scampered out of the room, Trixie staring in shock.
Trixie then leaned out of the room, yelling, “And don’t come back!” Trixie then turned to Fluttershy. “Fluttershy, what the hay did that rabbit do?”
Fluttershy chuckled. “He did what rabbits do.” Trixie groaned. “I will need a cot, though.”
“Fine,” Trixie said as she trotted over to the bell by the door and rung it profusely, “how did your rabbit manage to order room service, anyway?” Angel stuffed the cigar in his mouth and hopped over to the desk, hopped up onto it, grabbed a pencil and wrote on a piece of paper. He held up the paper which said like this on it. Trixie groaned. “Of course. How am I supposed to explain…” she asked while lifting up the lids on the trays,”...fifty orders of carrot soufflé?”
Fluttershy shrugged. “I guess write it off as a business expense?” Trixie groaned.
“I bet the boys in accounting will have a field day with this.” Angel hopped back onto his bed and took a puff of his cigar while smiling.
“I told you he was trouble,” Fluttershy said, smiling.