“Mmm,” Pinkie Pie moaned as she lustfully continued to kiss Twilight on the bed, their bodies somewhat entwined with each other, rolling around on the bed sheet. She enjoyed and gave in more to their battle of locked lips, brushing her hooves behind Twilight, feeling her fur, while Twilight did the same with her.
“What should we do?” Twilight playfully asked after breaking from the kiss, eyes half-lidded.
Pinkie Pie retracted one of her hooves, before mockingly stroking it down Twilight’s cheek, scrunching up her lip. “I don’t know.” She leaned forward. “What do you think?”
Both of the ponies had a grin, before they went back to their short kissing session, the two bodies shifting slightly. Fighting a little over dominance, Twilight managed to pin Pinkie Pie on the bottom in a swift push.
“Ah!” Pinkie shrieked as Twilight lunged directly on top of her after the small prod, burying into her neck. She gently kissed all the way from Pinkie Pie’s neck up towards her waiting lips.
Pinkie Pie giggled while their lips remained a couple of inches apart, Twilight joining in soon after. “I think...” Twilight whispered, before pecking Pinkie Pie on the lips, “That we should use the hoofcuffs.”
Pinkie Pie curled up a portion of her lip. “An interesting choice Madam Twilight.”
“That’s ‘Officer Twilight’ to you,” Twilight replied, a hint of power, poking Pinkie Pie’s lips with her hoof.
“Have I been bad officer?” Pinkie Pie asked, frowning.
“Very,” Twilight quietly reinforced, furrowing her brow, hungrily licking her lips.
Pinkie Pie acted first when she had the chance, leaning up and bringing Twilight in for a kiss. The officer didn’t fight back, rather welcoming it.
Using the chance, Pinkie Pie used what she could to swap their positions, Twilight put onto the bottom. She cheekily grinned from the shift in power. “Looks like Pinkie Pie can’t be captured,” she taunted, “The Baker ends up escaping again.”
Twilight growled playfully, pretending that her loss had a huge impact. She was about to say something, when her bedroom door slammed open. Both of the roleplaying mares turned to face the intruder.
Standing in the doorway was Spike, hunching over from fatigue, needing to catch his breath. “Twilight... I... have... a... letter...” he wheezed, in-between breaths.
Twilight groaned, partly because of her ruined session with Pinkie Pie. “Spike, what have I told you about barging in?” she scowled at the dragon.
“It’s... from... the... Princess...” he replied, still worn out.
“The Princess!?” Twilight yelled, already internally panicking about how important the matter could be. She didn’t move from her position, waiting for the letter, Pinkie Pie deciding to carry on, dipping down to kiss her on the neck. “Pinkie,” she whispered to the pink mare, “Stop. Not while Spike’s here.”
“Aww,” Pinkie Pie whined, resting to the side of her marefriend.
“Sorry,” Twilight mouthed to the pink mare, before turning around to Spike, trying to keep her cool. “Now Spike, where is this letter?”
“Hang on,” Spike proclaimed after catching his breath, before raising his hands up to his lower jaw, his cheeks bulging. With a loud belch, green magical flames emerged from his gaping mouth, a scroll materialising from the efficient delivery system. He picked up the scroll and proceeded to carry it over towards Twilight, finally spotting what was happening on the bed. With haste, he covered his eyes. “Really Twilight!”
“You’ve seen this before Spike,” Twilight said while rolling her eyes, before activating her horn to take the scroll from Spike’s hand, levitating it over towards her. Pinkie Pie lay next to Twilight, anxious for her to read the letter, in front of them both.
Twilight unsealed the letter, placing the scroll in front of her, the ink visible to read. Clearing her throat, she prepared to read it out.
Dear Princess Twilight,
You are courtesy invited to attend this year’s Grand Galloping Gala, to be held in Canterlot. Enclosed are seven tickets, one for you and for each of your friends. I hope to see you all there.
And just between us, I wouldn’t worry too much about your stature of Princess. While you will be royalty, should you choose to attend, you may do what you wish. You do not have to greet the guests if you do not want to.
Yours sincerely,
Princess Celestia
As Twilight finished reading the letter, seven golden tickets emerged from the scroll, each one addressed personally to Twilight and her friends. All three of the parties gasped from the tickets, as soon as they all realised what was implied.
“The Grand Galloping Gala?” Twilight and Pinkie said at the same time, their pupils having dilated from the shock alone.
Spike got closer towards the pair, rather excited. “This is amazing Twilight!” he shouted, throwing his arms up in the air for emphasis.
“I thought you didn’t like the Grand Galloping Gala,” Twilight protested, quirking her eyebrow.
Spike scoffed, folding his arms. “Pfft, that was last year. This year will be better!”
“Yeah Twilight!” Pinkie Pie added, “This year, we can go together!” On cue, she leant into Twilight, moving a hoof around her barrel.
A grin formed on Twilight. Separating the tickets into two sets; one of five, the other of two, she passed the five tickets towards Spike. “Here Spike, look after these alright?”
Spike nodded, grabbing the tickets from Twilight’s magical grasp, before running out of the bedroom like a child, giddily laughing to himself. Twilight turned back to face Pinkie Pie, placing the letter and remaining tickets on a nearby dresser. “What do you think?” she asked her marefriend.
Pinkie Pie giggled like a filly, giving Twilight the answer in by itself. “At least the Princess sent us seven this time,” Twilight added, “No more of those favours. Those got pretty irritating.”
Pinkie Pie frowned. “Aww, so no song?”
“What song?”
Pinkie Pie took an inhale.
Twilight is my bestest friend, woopie, woopie!
“Oh yeah...” Twilight remembered, interjecting the song.
“Twilight!” Pinkie Pie bellowed, mad that she was interrupted, “You missed the most important part!” She took in another inhale.
She’s the cutest, smartest, all around best pony, pony!
“I remember it Pinkie...” Twilight continued, dropping her eyelids. “Hmm, but tell me that part again.”
Pinkie Pie brought her hoof to Twilight’s cheek. “You mean...” she trailed, before giving Twilight a peck, “The cutest... smartest... all around best pony?”
“Something tells me you mean that,” Twilight jokingly said, tapping Pinkie Pie’s muzzle.
“Of course I do,” Pinkie Pie stated, "You are all of those things!" A blush came to her, before she rubbed her hooves together, looking nervous. “Twilight... can I ask you something?”
“Pinkie?” she replied, noticing the worry on Pinkie Pie, while also extremely embarrassed at the compliments. “What is it?” She put a reassuring hoof on Pinkie Pie’s shoulder to help her out, hoping to give her the confidence. The sudden change in mood was unexpected.
Pinkie Pie rubbed the back of her head. “Would you... be willing... to go to the Grand Galloping Gala... with me?”
It took a few seconds for the realisation to hit Twilight, but it took her concerned attitude and replaced it with joy. She chuckled softly, thinking about how silly of a request it was, even noticing Pinkie Pie’s nervous giggling with a blush. More comfortable, she brought Pinkie Pie closer, ready to give her answer. “Of course.”
Pinkie Pie squealed in delight, before planting a kiss on Twilight. She made it deeper, deliberately taking away Twilight’s concentration, pushing the alicorn down on the bed full of bliss, before sneakily leaning a hoof over towards the dresser and snatching up the two tickets. She laughed again as she quickly pulled away, flashing the two cards in front of her marefriend.
“Pinkie?” Twilight questioned, raising her eyebrow in confusion.
Pinkie Pie presented a mischievous grin, before leaping out of the bed with her incredible energy, making a break for the door. She stood in the doorframe, one hoof leaning on the door, waving the tickets in the air.
“Pinkie, what are you doing?” Twilight asked again, incredibly befuddled, a bit cautious too.
“I am not just Pinkie Pie,” the pink pony stated, lifting a hoof up to herself, “I am The Baker, well-known thief.” She took the same hoof down and pointed it towards the alicorn. “You have just been tricked Officer Twilight. Again!”
Twilight’s eyes widened, realising the game had just been set afoot. Before she could say anything, Pinkie Pie charged away from the scene. “You’ll have to catch me...” she heard from the distance, taunting her through the wall in a soft voice, being sung.
She knew Pinkie Pie was only playing, and would easily give back the tickets. But first, she’d have to pay for her crimes.
With kisses.
She grinned extensively, climbing out of her bed. Without a shadow of a doubt in her mind, she head off out of her bedroom, fully ready to explore the castle.
She found her way searching through the giant home, checking everywhere for the criminal. At times, she’d hear a giggle or a snort, before it faded, followed by moving hooves. She couldn’t keep up with Pinkie Pie, the mare always with a plan. Wherever she set to, Pinkie Pie was waiting, only springing her trap.
She had almost given up after half an hour, the activity actually getting a bit boring. It was purely a cat and mouse chase, and she didn’t feel in the mood anymore. She sloppily made her way towards the throne room, where each of the seven chairs sat. She prepared to take a seat in her personalised seat, when she found a golden ticket on it.
She used her magic to bring it closer, reading if off. It was her ticket to the Grand Galloping Gala, something she would indeed look forward to.
She read over the card many times, each time feeling more giddy about the event, and even more considering the fact that she’d have an official date to go with her.
She’d have to make preparations with Rarity. No doubt the fashionista would like to jump over the moon about finding out about the event, though her plans might have severely changed since last year. Prince Blueblood was a lesson that she learned well.
And it was all because of her friends' pestering that they all got to go in the end. All of them trying to give her favours or offering acts of generosity in order to try and lean the ticket slimly in their direction.
All it did in the end was irritate her, though she couldn’t deny the extra attention she received was a bit nice. But even after the end of it all, she had a distinct gut feeling that the Princess knew about her predicament all along. She couldn’t precisely place it, but it remained strange to her.
She looked up from her ticket. A meeting with her friends regarding all of their plans for a better time would be in order. But in order to meet with her friends, she’d first have to get a hold of her marefriend first.
Pinkie Pie...
She jumped to her side with a great idea, the incoming mass of pink she expected crashing onto the floor in a bundle. She smiled at her fool proof plan. “The ticket was the bait huh?” she playfully asked, cocking her grin.
Pinkie Pie nervously looked up at Twilight, her plan having failed. “Maybe...” she trailed off impishly, deliberately looking away with heated cheeks.
“Tut tut tut,” Twilight mocked, shaking her head, “Nopony outsmarts Officer Twilight. I’m afraid I’m taking you in Pinkie Pie.”
Pinkie Pie gasped as a violet aura surrounded her entire exterior, the cause of it radiating from Twilight’s horn. She was hoisted into the air, completely powerless to escape the magical hold. She attempted to struggle, wriggling to try and break through, but it was no use. She was lifted and carried throughout the majority of the castle, Twilight following with a devious grin the entire way.
“Assaulting an officer, talking back to an officer, your crime of stealing,” Twilight finally said, reading out the violations, "Though I might have missed a few.”
“So what are you going to do with me?” Pinkie Pie shyly asked, curling up while still airborne.
Twilight cackled as they approached a room they were both familiar with. Giving a mischievous grin to Pinkie Pie, she inched closer. “You’re in big trouble,” she said softly, lowering her eyelids, “And you’re going to pay for your crimes.”
Pinkie Pie squealed again as Twilight carried her into her bedroom with her strong magic, before promptly shutting the door hard behind them both.