//------------------------------// // Chapter Two (The Chapter That Took too Long Even Though its so Short) // Story: The Unusal Pairing of Twilight and Thunderlane // by steel soul //------------------------------// Thunderlane and Spike looked on with both helplessness and a twinge of amusement as Twilight franticly trotted along the sizeable rut that she had been making in the hardwood floor, a look of petrified worry crossing her lavender features. She had (After much coxing from Thunderlane himself) told him that tomorrow would be the day that all would be revealed the mares in her life, that she would tell her best friends about the secret love life that Thunderlane and herself was involved in. She was so worried what he would think, that when nonchalant attitude he gave her in response caused the mare to quickly turn her aggression to her coltfriend, much to his dismay. “How the hey can you be so calm?! What if...What if they don’t like you?!” She began to say, poking him in the chest. “What if they don’t like me for hiding you?! What if they tell the princess?! What if the Princesses don’t like you for being my coltfriend?! What if they send you to the MOON and you gain the power of darkness and come back hateful and I have to put you in stone and-?!?!” Thunderlane, having had enough, placed a hoof on top of her head and gave her a gentle push, cause the unicorn to topple over with a frantic frail of her forehooves. She squeaked before landing on her haunches with a light thud. Twilight looked up towards the spot where he had tapped her, scrunching her nose in the process, before casting her ire towards the stallion who had violated her. “What the hey did you do that for Thunderlane!?” Twilight asked, or rather demanded, rubbing her forehead gently. “That,” He exclaimed, “Was for being, as Pinkie Pie would put it, ‘a silly little filly.’” The black stallion would gently let his hoof stay to her cheek, caressing it gently. “And this…” He continued before pressing his lips into her own, kissing her softly. Twilight epped at the sudden affection, but did nothing to pull away, allowing the intimate touch to pull her into a state of pleasurable bliss. It was slightly ruined by the gagging noises a cretin little drake was making but she paid little attention to that. She didn’t want anything to ruin the moment. Their lips parted, much to her dismay, and he would gently press his forehead into her own. “And that was to calm you down.” He said, finishing his prior statement. He could clearly see her eyes shimmering in the light of the evening sun, giving them an heavenly glow. Twilight giggled softly. “Ah-haha...Ok ok, I get it. I’m sorry. I guess I was being rather silly getting mad at you.” She sighed before pulling away and rubbing her left foreleg. “Its just, I really, really want my friends to like you. I know you had a bit of a...um...track record with a few of the mares in Ponyville and-” “I know, I know...And It was only three.” Thunderlane said. “I swear, somepony needs to put a cap on the gossip section in the town. I like mares, but I’m not an animal.” “Yeah, but thats two more then I’ve been with.” The mare said, a bit of an edge of jealousy. “And i’ve been hiding it from my friends like a little foal hides cookies in their tail. I feel like a terrible pony.” “Well ya get me there.” Thunderlane responded, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. A pillow promptly smacked the stallion in the face, its violet glow tipping the stallion to his assaulter. Thunderlane was reduced to a cowering and laughing colt as Twilight endlessly assaulted him with her feathery weapon, all the while telling him how much of a jerk he was for agreeing with her. After about the twenty or so hit (Spike lost count) he cried out “Uncle” signaling his surrender to her. Twilight’s pillow attack ended  and Thunderlane watched as Twilight turned away from him, fringing anger. Playing to the bait, the stallion crouched low and began to stalk up behind her, instantly wrapping his hooves around her shoulders as soon as he could, nuzzling into her neck. The mare tried to keep up her fake cold shoulder, but found it rather difficult with her stallion, nipping at her neck, makeing her shiver. Still, she persevered, making the stallion huff in impatiens. Then he had a brilliant idea. The black stallion pressed his lips to the nape of her neck, sucked in as much air as possible through his nose, and began to promptly blow a large raspberry into her fur, the action having immediate results as the mare yelp and frailed away, landing on her back. Taking advantage of her lack of defence, he pounced on her, and began to assault her with belly, the raspberry making a full come back and leaving no prisoners. Twilight frailing both her back and front legs as he pinned her, bellowing a loud heartfelt laugh. “AhHAHAHA~No~HAHAHAHA~S-STOP~HEHEHEHEH~NO MORE!! PLEASE!!” She did her best to defend herself from the silly attack, squirming and wiggling in an attempt to pull away from the stallion. It was in this moment of playful revelry that a multitude of gasps rang out around the room. Thunderlane stopped blowing into Twilight’s belly and the lavender mare’s laughter quickly caught in her throat as duo turned to look in the direction of the now opened library door, finding five familiar ponies staring straight at them. The first of the mares was the one that had visited earlier that morning, the cyan mare Rainbow Dash. One could only discripe her expression as that of unadutrated giddieness. Her grin could only be matched by that of the premier party pony of Ponyville. That very mare, however, did not bare a smile in the slightest. In fact, the bubblegum pink pony, Pinkie Pie, stared at the pair with wide blue eyes before reaching behind herself, pulling from her tail a white cloth along with a pair of glasses. After a rather intense cleaning, she would proceed to place the item upon the bride of her nose, only to shift them down and look over the rim of them in unbelievable astonishment. Rarity, the resident fashionesta of Ponyville, was too busy fanning herself with a white furred hoof to pay attation to the odd behavior of Pinkie, her purple curly locks barely concealing a scandelized look as she gazed at the caught ponies, all the while leaning heavely upon an orange mare that with a stetson. Speaking of, said mare barely noticed the extra wright as she too was in a state of compleat shock, her jaw hanging open so wide, one could actually count every teeth in her head if she had let them. All and all it was a fun filled time for Spike as he tried to keep his laughter under control. Both parties (Except the laughing drake) was scilent for the longest time in thier lives. It was only broken by the comment from the rainbow maned pony. “You two seem to be having fun.” Something snapped within Twilight, her fight or flight response that all ponies were born with had gone into full meltdown at being not only caught in such an act, but by her friends no less. Without warning her horn snapped into full effect, grabbing the nearest object that was near her, despite his horrified yelp, and quickly flung said object towards the bookcase in a spiral of black feathers and flailing legs.