Berry Punch wanted to be mad. She wanted to glare at her wife. She wanted to fume as she poured drink after drink down her throat. She wanted to get so drunk that Minuette would have no choice but to give it to her demands—or leave her passed out on the couch like she did sometimes. She wanted the flirting to stop and just get to the good stuff, and she wanted to be upset that her beautiful Unicorn had been dragging it out for several hours now.
But as the hooves dug into her back and began to rub down her spine, the only thing the Earth pony could be was relaxed.
After the little ‘dance’ at the bar, Lyra and Bon Bon had gone home—after vanishing for a good ten minutes. Minuette had forced Berry to literally dance with her for a bit, despite the fact that Berry had found it extremely difficult to stay standing after Minuette had tortured her, and then they, too, had left the bar. Berry had been hoping to head home to finally deal with some urges, but Minuette had had other plans.
Now, Berry was on a very comfortable massage table, stretched out on her stomach, and struggling to stay awake. Her front hooves were dangling off the head of the bed and her face was threatening to become one with the cushioning. Twice now she had caught herself dozing off, with her tongue hanging out of her mouth and drool pooling in her cheek.
“Mrs. Berry, you are so tense,” Lotus said as she dug her hoof into the base of Berry’s spine. Berry felt something pop and a second later a soothing sensation rushed through her lower body. She let out a grateful sigh as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
“Blame that on her,” she mumbled as she pointed her hoof in the general direction of Minuette’s massage bed.
“I tried to help you at the bar,” she heard Minuette reply, her voice still smug. “I thought I did a pretty good job, if the dress is any indication.”
Minuette had come through on the first part of her promise for the night. The dress that Berry had worn was over on a chair, folded up inside a bag. It needed to be washed to say the least.
“Mm…” was all Berry could say as Lotus worked her way up to Berry’s shoulders. To keep from falling asleep, she turned her head and looked at her wife.
Minuette was lying on the next bed over. She had at least taken the suit jacket off, hanging it on the door in the Blossom sisters’ spa, but she was still wearing her dress shirt. She had refused to take it off, even when Aloe had asked her to. Berry was beginning to suspect that the mare was doing it on purpose. Aloe went ahead with the massage anyway, although it didn’t look as deep as the one Berry was getting.
“Have you had a nice birthday, Mrs. Berry?” Lotus asked, her exotic accent tickling Berry’s ear.
“How’d you know it was my birthday?” Berry asked. She wasn’t particularly close to either of the sisters, despite the fact that they were both hot. It was odd that they’d know her birthday.
“Mrs. Minuette told us,” Aloe said. “It is why we are still open.”
Berry rolled her head to look at her wife. “This was part of your plan,” she accused.
Normally, Minuette would hide her face, or at least blush and avoid eye contact, but not this time. She was still in her role of push-Berry-to-her-limit-until-she-explodes, so her blue eyes met Berry’s stare evenly.
“Oh yes,” she said with a grin. “I had to pull a few strings, but I think it’s worth it.”
“Don’t forget your promise, Mrs. Minuette,” Aloe whispered, her sapphire-blue eyes twinkling as she spoke.
“Honestly, sister,” Lotus huffed from behind Berry’s head.
“What?” Aloe shot back, her voice hurt. “You mean to tell me you’re not even tempted right now?”
“Q-Quiet,” Lotus countered.
“Collie,” Berry said as she continued to enjoy her massage. “What did you do?”
“Nothing,” Minuette said, although Berry saw her shoot Aloe a quick look. “Yet. Would you like another glass?”
Berry opened her mouth to speak, but she quickly realized that Minuette wasn’t asking to her.
“Thank you,” Lotus said as a glass was levitated over to her. She stopped Berry’s massage for a moment as she took a sip from the glass. The sweet scent swept through the air and tickled Berry’s nose. She inhaled deeply, and her mind raced as she picked out the different ingredients. There was a healthy mix of berries, a good balance of—
“You know, Mrs. Berry,” Lotus whispered into Berry’s ear in a way that made ponies pant. “I have always been jealous of you.”
Berry wasn’t sure, but she thought she felt the blue pony’s tongue brush her ear as she spoke.
“I am pretty great,” Berry said, and the quiver in her voice surprised her. Under normal circumstances, she’d be halfway around Lotus’ neck right now. With a bit more wine, she’d probably be on top of her. But something was different. The foreign accent the drove so many ponies, stallions and mares, to the edge was striking a deep cord in Berry, and it was making her blush and tying her tongue in knots.
She blamed that on Minuette and her unrelenting forwardness tonight.
“Mm…” Lotus said. “I agree. These hips are just to die for.”
Berry gasped as Lotus’ hooves ran the outline of her hips. The dug into her fur and kneed her muscles. She bit her lip as the mare rubbed her down and held her breath and the masseuse cracked her joints and caused her legs to turn to jelly.
“I am envious of them,” Lotus whispered as her hooves continued to work around Berry’s waist. They threatened to slip under her stomach, but stopped just short of doing so. “Such fine, filly-bearing hips. And they are so loose. The way you sway when you walk through the town, it is not wonder you turn so many heads.”
Berry tried to turn her head to look at the goddess touching her, but she couldn’t. She tried to speak, but it was taking all of her focus not to pass out. She bit her lip, and in desperation, rolled her eyes enough to look over at Minuette and Aloe.
Minuette was on her bed, a smug smile gracing her face. She blinked slowly and carefully levitated a glass of wine to her mouth. She sloshed it around in the glass for a few moments, and then carefully brought it to her lips. She took a long sip, allowing her Canterlot upbringing to shine through in her composure as she kept her eyes locked with Berry’s as she drank.
Berry swallowed and licked her lips for the millionth time. If Lotus hadn’t practically paralyzed her with pleasure, Minuette would be on her back after that display. Instead, all Berry could do was stare at her, hoping her own eyes were getting the message across.
“You’re…enjoying this…” Berry whispered as Lotus continued to work her magic.
Minuette cocked her head to the side. “Not as much as you, it seems. But yes, I am enjoying it. Lotus seems to be happy as well.”
“I have always wanted to do this,” Lotus added in a silky voice as she again ran her hooves along Berry’s hips, sending a shiver through the dark plum pony.
“I think the best part is coming up though,” Minuette replied.
Minuette’s blue eyes twinkled in the candlelit room in a way Berry rarely saw. She was planning something, obviously, but Berry couldn’t figure out what. After their little dance, she had been pretty sure the only way Minuette could top the night would be rough and long in a private room all night, but she had been wrong. A deep massage—bordering on foreplay—from one of the spa twins was heavenly. What more could—?
Something clicked in Berry’s barely working brain as she thought about that last sentence. Spa twins. Twins. Why did that make her think? There were two of them, and they looked identical save for different colored coats and manes. And they were both ridiculously hot, which was a plus. So why was the thought of Lotus and Aloe making her mind try to groan back to life?
Aloe. Where’s Aloe?
Minuette was lying on her table, but Aloe wasn’t giving her a massage anymore. The younger twin had vanished.
“No fair, Lotus! You have had your fun! It is my turn!”
Berry’s realization barely had time to register itself in her brain before the pink pony spoke. A moment later, Lotus let out a soft grunt as she was nudged aside, and Berry’s eyes threatened to pop out of her head.
Lotus was good. She had worked out cramps and kinks in Berry’s body that she didn’t even know she had. She knew how to touch a pony in ways that removed all their tension and in ways to push them to the edge without ever going near sensitive areas. She probably knew how to even push ponies over the edge, and Berry couldn’t help but wonder what the mare could do if given free rein over a pony’s body. Just the thought of it was enough to make Berry’s thighs tighten.
But Aloe, in spite of all the wonder her older sister had inflicted on Berry, was somehow better!
Berry Punch couldn’t explain it, but Aloe’s hooves felt softer, glided smoother, and massaged deeper than her sister’s. A rush of air escaped Berry’s lungs as the pink pony’s hooves found the back of her neck and rubbed, beat, twisted, and rolled her muscles. The hooves worked their way down her spine and she stretched her forelegs as far as she could as the sheer bliss tore through her body. She gritted her teeth as they reached the small of her back, and part of her mind was briefly aware that her wife was staring at her, but the thought fled when Aloe reached the base of her tail and sent an unfamiliar sensation of pleasure coursing through her. She had no idea what Aloe had just done, or why simply lifting her bushy tail a few inches sent spasms through her spine, but she didn’t want it to stop.
It was a completely new sensation of lust and joy, and it was dangerously close to breaking the mare.
“M-M-More…” Berry stuttered as she tried to keep herself still on the table. She had thought she knew every turn on for her body. Apparently, she was wrong.
“You like that, Mrs. Berry?” Aloe asked in a voice that was somehow even more alluring than Lotus’. “It is my specialty. It hits a nerve that only I can tap. Not even Lotus can do it. I only do it fore mares though.”
Berry made a hissing noise as she inhaled.
“Stallions can’t control themselves if I do it to them.” Aloe’s voice was suddenly right next to Berry’s ear, and the birthday girl knew that her bones were turning into pudding in her body. “But mares? They can handle it—but only just. It is like a form of torture for them, so you understand why I rarely do it.”
Aloe did the tail trick at the last word and Berry opened her mouth in a silent scream. Torture was right.
“My sister may like your hips, Mrs. Berry,” Aloe whispered. Her hooves slid around Berry’s waist in the same motions Lotus had done, but it was on a different level of ecstasy. “But you know what I have always admired about you?” Aloe’s hooves slid up Berry’s backside until they were at the base of her tail again. She braced herself, unsure if she’d be able to handle a third time, as the pink hooves came to rest just below her tail. “This thick, juicy, luscious flank.”
Aloe’s hooves moved down from Berry’s tail, and each one touched one of her cheeks. Berry tensed for a minute, but then she relaxed as Aloe began the massage.
“It is…the best one…in town,” Berry whispered, bliss drowning her consciousness.
“It is so plump,” Aloe answered. She pushed down on Berry’s cheeks, rubbing the muscles under her fur. Berry sighed with pleasure, and then chuckled when Aloe pushed them together. The spa pony gasped at the quiet smacking sound, and then she did it two more times before she held them together for a few seconds. She then let them fall back down before resuming her normal massage. “I would love to have a flank like this.”
Berry, her mind finally coming back from the edge Aloe had pushed her to, laughed. “Having fun back there? I know a lot of ponies that would love to do what you’re doing right now.”
“Yes, but none would do as well as I” Aloe said. She began to pat one of Berry’s cheeks, and then switched to the other, and Berry had to agree as her thighs tingled. “Why have you never come in before?”
“My sister drools over your body sometimes,” Lotus added, and Berry licked her lips as she thought about her answer.
Aloe drooled over her, huh…?
“Well, had I known my glorious flank would get this much attention, I’d be in here every day.” Berry closed her eyes and sighed as her butt continued to be worshipped. It was enough to lower her guard. “But, honestly? I…didn’t think you’d girls would want a pony of my…reputation in your establishment.”
“Why would you think that, Mrs. Berry?” Aloe asked. She rubbed one of Berry’s cheeks as she spoke, causing Berry’s lips to twitch.
“I’m more than a bit loose,” Berry replied, her eyes still closed.
“Naturally,” Lotus said. “Anypony would be after what my sister and I did to you.”
“Sex,” Berry said. “I like sex. ‘Feisty’ doesn’t begin to cover it. That comes with some stigma.”
“So you are a flirt?” Lotus asked. “You clearly do not know me or my sister. Especially my sister.”
Berry didn’t want to point out that being a flirt and liking sex were two different things. “Well, if you two promise to worship my flank this much every time, then—”
“Oh, Mrs. Berry,” Aloe said as she again pushed Berry’s cheeks together and forced them up. “Lotus is the flirt. I am much, much worse.”
Berry didn’t even get to open her eyes before it happened. With Aloe holding her cheeks together, the spa pony did her trick again, and this time it was too much. Berry groaned as her whole body surged. She stretched out as far as her body could on the massage bed as she gasped for air. Minuette had broken her while they were dancing, but was on a whole new level. Whatever Aloe was doing, it was beyond compare.
More than blood rushed through the Earth pony’s curvy body, and for a glorious moment, all sensation except between her hind legs fled her mind.
“C…Collie…?” Berry panted as her front hooves draped over the edge of her bed, completely spent. “Do…do you think…you could learn that…from Aloe?”
There was no response, and Berry was suddenly aware that Aloe’s magic hooves had disappeared. She figured the mare was getting a towel or something, but she was too exhausted from what had just happened to open her eyes, much less lift her head to check, so she just called for her wife again.
“Collie, I know it…was a good show, but…” Berry drifted off as she felt a hoof gently touch her lower back. “More, huh? I can’t believe I’m saying this, but…I’m not sure I can take that again…”
In response, Berry felt something press against her left side, and then it went all the way over her flank and down to her right side. It took her a moment to realize that Aloe had straddled her and was now sitting on her cushiony flank. She felt a tug on her tail as it was moved to the side.
“You sure you want to be sitting there?” Berry asked, her eyes still closed. “It might be a bit messy. And sticky.”
The hips straddling her began to move, slowly grinding up and down, pressing against Berry’s cheeks while her tail was held in the air.
Berry began to pant. She flexed her cheeks in time with the movements and noticed that doing so sped up the motion and made the hips press harder. Minuette knew Berry wasn’t above flirting with other mares, or in rare cases—with Minuette’s permission, of course—heavy make-out sessions if the mare was hot. And no pony would think that Aloe or Lotus were anything but smoking. But Berry wondered if this was pushing the limits, even as she continued to flex in time with the hips.
Granted, it was only a small part of her that wondered, but it was loud enough to be heard. Minuette gave her a lot of leeway, and Berry didn’t want to betray her for it.
“Um, Collie? Feel free to stop this at any time,” she said. “Or join in. That would be—mm!—bucking great!” The rhythm was getting faster now. It still wasn’t at full blown under-the-sheets level, but if Aloe kept going, it would be, so Berry opened one raspberry eye to look at her wife on the other table. “Collie?”
Minuette wasn’t there. The bed was empty. For a brief moment, panic began to rise in Berry’s stomach. Had Aloe gone too far? Had her wife left and now Berry was about to cross a line that she wasn’t sure she could?
“You called?” a voice asked from behind Berry’s head. The grinding hips stopped, but they stayed on Berry’s flank and the grip on her tail didn’t lessen.
Berry turned her head and saw her wife, dress shirt unbuttoned down her front revealing her soft blue coat, sitting on Berry’s flank. She had wrapped Berry’s tail around one hoof and was resting the other on the small of Berry’s back. The Earth pony tried to turn to better face her, but as she did, Minuette pushed down, keeping her pinned to the table.
“I’m not done with you yet,” the Unicorn threatened in a sultry voice, taking the same tone she had been using all night. “You move when I say you can. Those two little girls might like your ass, but I’m the only one that gets to use it.”
Berry’s heart skipped a beat as she turned back around and lay down on the table. When Collie swore, she was serious. And that meant that Berry was in for a good time.
She licked her lips. “You going to ride your pony now?” Minuette tugged hard on her tail, causing a small yelp to escape from Berry. A moment later, the grinding started again. Berry flexed her muscles with each pass, and her wife sped up each time.
Berry started to push up with her hips.
Minuette pulled tighter on her tail.
Berry bit her lower lip.
Minuette squeezed Berry between her legs.
Berry swallowed as she neared the edge again.
Minuette went faster.
An unintelligible sound came from Berry’s mouth.
Minuette…stopped.
Berry blinked in surprised. She knew her wife wasn’t finished. Minuette had some pretty serious tells, and Berry hadn’t heard or felt any of them. She was close to it though; that much, Berry was certain. So why had she just stopped?
“Ride done already?” Berry asked, flexing her flank in hopes of getting her love going again.
“It’s midnight,” Minuette replied. Her sultry voice was gone, and Berry coud feel the grip on her tail loosening.
“So?” Berry asked. She twisted her head to look at her wife and found the blue pony staring back at her, head tilted to the side in a way that made Berry’s heart swell every time, and her face was beaming with one of her bright white smiles.
“So, your birthday’s over. Present is done. Time to go home.”
Berry’s mouth fell open. “You’re…I…what?!”
Minuette grinned and cocked her head to the other side. It wasn’t the dark, sexy grin she had been flashing all night. It was her usual playful one. “What, silly? My present was to be…that for your whole birthday night. Now, your birthday is over. So is the present. Besides,” Minuette looked over her shoulder “it looks like Aloe took care of you pretty well. And that dance we did…you seemed to enjoy that too.”
“Collie,” Berry said darkly.
“I had fun tonight,” the Unicorn said. “Watching you squirm in your seat while Lyra and I made out. Did you know she doesn’t tastes like mints? Surprising, huh?”
“Collie…!”
“Oh, and that massage! Mine was fantastic. I’ve never felt so relaxed. Not as good as yours though.” Again, Minuette looked over her shoulder. “And the way you turned into a mess when they rubbed you down. Wish I had a camera. You made some adorable—and attractive—faces.”
“Collie!”
“They practically jumped when I asked if it was okay if I brought you here for a massage. I thought I’d have to pay extra, seeing as it would be after-hours for them, but they weren’t kidding about wanting you in here, beautiful. And I’m pretty sure Aloe might be worse than you, although Lotus tells me she’s never actually gone all the way. Still, I’ll have to keep an eye on her. But who can blame her? Your butt is great!” Minuette bounced playfully on Berry’s flank.
“Romana Minuette Colgate the Fourth!” Berry snapped.
Minuette perked up and smiled like a child, much to Berry’s frustration. “Yes? You don’t use my full name unless it’s really important.”
“Are you—are we—going to finish? Or did you seriously time it to work us both up just to stop right before the good part?”
One corner of Minuette’s mouth turned up in a grin. “Well, I am really good at time…”
Berry sighed in frustration. Aloe had given her release, sure, but her wife had built up her tension all over again and now she was playing hard to get.
Suddenly, Minuette’s soft chest was pressing against Berry’s back and her mouth was right at Berry’s ear. “I thought somepony said they couldn’t take any more.”
“I lied,” Berry said instantly. She flexed her flank again and she felt Minuette shiver on her. “Any chance we can get those twins in on this?”
“Nope,” Minuette said as she pressed her hips down in response to Berry’s flexing. “They had their fun, and they agreed beforehoof that they’d give us private time once they did. Although I didn’t know Aloe would go that far. You sure you’re up for more?”
Berry turned her head enough that she was just able to kiss her wife’s cheek. “Ride your pony. She can take it.”
Minuette sat up again and Berry felt the yank on her tail. “Got it.”
“Oh!” Berry said before Minuette started. “Keep that shirt on.”
“Why?”
Berry turned and flashed the smile that her wife had been giving her all night. “Because I’ve been wanting to rip it off of you this whole time, and once you’re finished, I’m going to do just that.”
To Berry’s pleasure, she saw crimson in her wife’s face for the first time all night as she started grinding again. I
t wasn’t long before Minuette was moving as fast as she could and her breathing had become shallow. Her grip on Berry’s tail was bordering on uncomfortable, and her spare front hoof was starting to twist into the small of Berry’s back. It wouldn’t be long now. Berry could tell that her wife was about to break, and she knew just how to make her. She waited until Minuette had slid back down to start an extra long slide up, and once the Unicorn started, Berry clenched her cheeks together and pushed up with her hips extra fast.
“SSSSShhhhiii…!”
Now, Berry knew her wife was finished. She turned around and took great pleasure in seeing her wife struggling to stay sitting up as she gasped for breath.
“Those…twins really…know how to loosen you up…” the Unicorn huffed as she steadied herself on Berry’s backside.
“They sure do, babe.” Berry twisted under the winded pony, careful not to knock her off, and made sure she brushed Minuette in a certain place as she did.
The Unicorn gasped and immediately steadied herself. She was now sitting on Berry’s lap, and her front hooves were pressed down on Berry’s stomach.
“Now,” Berry said as she reached out and wrapped her forelegs around Minuette’s smaller hips, holding her in place. “About that shirt…”
* * *
Ruby Pinchy Punch carefully peeked over the edge of the fort’s wall. A lone figure was approaching, carrying something in her mouth.
“Captain Dinky!” Pinchy called out in a quiet voice. “Unknown pony approaching the outer defenses.”
“Roger that, Captain Pinchy! Ready the cannons!”
“Aye-aye!” Pinchy scooped up a pillow with her hoof and watched as the figure drew closer to the blanket wall.
“Permission to enter!” Dinky’s Mom asked through the bag in her mouth.
“Identify yourself!” Dinky called from inside the fort.
“Scout Derpy Hooves, reporting back, Ma’am!” Miss Hooves said as she saluted—a little too hard because she bonked her forehead—and came to attention outside the blanket fort.
Dinky poked her head up next to Pinchy’s, her messy blond mane brushing Pinchy’s cheek. “Muffins!” she said as she licked her lips. She started to crawl out of the fort, but Pinchy stopped her.
“Careful, Captain. This could be a trap.”
“Oh!” Dinky replied, immediately slipping back into character. “Right, Captain. Er, what’s in the bag, Mommy? I mean, Scout?”
Miss Hooves put the bag on the ground, opened it, and pulled out a piping hot muffin. Pinchy could smell it from inside the fort and it made her stomach growl. They had already had breakfast, but it was almost lunchtime…
“I successfully completed my mission to get supplies, Captains,” Miss Hooves said as she put the blueberry muffin back in the small bag. “Can I come in?”
“Permission granted, Scout Mommy,” Dinky called, poking her head out from between the two blankets that made the door.
Pinchy hopped down from her lookout post, which was really just a small stool inside the fort, and sat next to Dinky. A second later, Miss Hooves’ face grey face appeared through the door, the bag of muffins in her mouth. She wiggled her way inside and sat down with the two fillies, her head just barely touching the roof of their fort.
Dinky instantly shot to her side and nuzzled against her. Miss Hooves rubbed her head and put her wing around her daughter as she opened the bag. She gave Pinchy one first, then one to Dinky, and finally pulled one out for herself.
“Thanks Miss Hooves,” Pinchy said. She licked her lips before taking a large bite out of her treat. Her eyes fluttered shut as the baked good practically melted in her mouth. While her own Mommy was the best juice maker in town, no pony could top Miss Hooves’ muffins.
“Isn’t my Mommy great?” Dinky asked as she tore into her own muffin.
“Mm-hm,” Pinchy replied, her mouth full. She reached over for her juice bottle and took a long sip, washing down the muffin. When she put the bottle down again, she realized it was nearing empty. It had lasted her through the night, but if she wasn’t careful, it would be gone soon.
“Pinchy, should we go check on your Moms?” Miss Hooves asked. “I thought they’d be here by now.”
Pinchy cocked her head so she could see the clock on the wall through the blankets. Mom had taught her how to tell time and she was the only filly in her class who could. The clock said that it was nearly eleven-thirty. Mom had said that she and Mommy would be by no later than eleven, and Mom was always on time.
“No,” Pinchy replied as she took another bite. “Mommy told me that they were going to have a big night, and sometimes that messes with Mom’s schedule. If they’re not here by lunchtime, then we could walk over to my house and see if they’re there.”
As if responding to the little Unicorn, there was a knock on the front door. Miss Hooves scooted out of the fort and went to the door. Pinchy climbed back to her lookout post and Dinky joined her, her mouth still full of muffin.
“Hi girls!” came Miss Hooves’ voice as she opened the door. “Wow…rough night?”
“And morning,” came Mom’s voice. “Good kind of rough, though.”
“Yeah, well, if somepony hadn’t teased me all night last night, she wouldn’t be walking funny right now,” added Mommy. “Besides, you loved it.”
“Oh, I’m not denying that one bit.”
“Come in. The girls are in the living room.” Miss Hooves walked back into the living room and waved at Pinchy. “Pinchy, your parents are here.”
A moment later, Mom’s bright blue form appeared behind Miss Hooves. Her normally clean mane was a bit messy, with stray locks poking out in random spots, but there was a smile in her eyes and a grin seemed to be tugging at her mouth. She did seem to be walking a bit oddly though, as if her back legs were sore. Pinchy wasn’t sure what caused that or why it happened, but whenever it did, it meant that both her Moms were in a very good mood.
Mommy appeared a moment later, and she looked even more of a mess than Mom. Her fluffy, raspberry colored mane looked like it had exploded on her head, and her tail was frizzy, as if somepony had been rubbing it on purpose. Her eyes looked tired, but much like Mom’s, they were gleaming, and they opened even more when they saw Pinchy.
“Hi Mom!” Pinchy raced out of the fort and wrapped her forelegs around her Mom’s blue leg.
“Hi, baby,” Mom said as she rubbed Pinchy’s mane. “Did you behave?”
“Yes!” Pinchy let her go and jumped over to Mommy. “Hi Mommy!”
“Oof!” Mommy said, wincing a little as Pinchy hugged her. “Hi sweetie. Careful. Mommy’s still...kind of tender.”
“Did you have a nice birthday?” Pinchy asked, looking up as she continued to hug her.
Mommy and Mom looked at each other, and then down at Pinchy. “Yes. I had a very nice birthday. And I even brought you and Dinky a treat!”
“Ooooo,” Pinchy cooed.
“Who wants cake?” Mom asked. She levitated a small cake into the living room. “If that’s okay with you, Der—?”
“I want cake!” Miss Hooves said, her cross-eyes widening with delight as she stared at the cake.
“Me too!” Dinky said as she came running out of the fort.
“Answers that question,” Mommy said with a smile. “We…didn’t really have time for it last night, so we figured we’d share it with all of you.”
“I’ll get the plates,” Miss Hooves said. She walked into the kitchen, and a moment later a loud crash came from the room.
“Derpy? You okay?” Mom called. “Do you need some help?”
“Maybe a little,” came the response.
Mom smiled at Pinchy and then walked into the kitchen.
“So what were you and Dinky doing?” Mommy asked as the sound of clattering plates filled the room.
“Dinky made a fort!” Pinchy said.
“And we spent the night in it,” Dinky added.
“Come inside, Mommy!” Pinchy begged, pulling on her Mommy’s leg.
“Er, Pinchy, I don’t think I can bend down right now. Your Mom was…very nice to me last night.”
“Aw,” Pinchy said, her ears drooping a little. “Okay, but you and Mom have to help me build a fort at home then!”
“Deal. Babe, did you hear that?”
“What?”
“We’re helping Pinchy build a fort later. And it’s going to have a special dungeon.”
For a brief moment, Mom was silent, but then she spoke. “Still, sexy? Weren’t you just telling our angle how sore you are?”
“That’s why you’ll do all the work. You can just chain me to the wall or something.”
“Mommy, that’s not fair!” Pinchy said. “You have to help build the fort too! You can’t make Mom do it all!”
Mom poked her head out of the kitchen and winked at Pinchy. “You’re quite right. Mommy has to help Mom, too.”
“Cake’s ready!” Miss Hooves called.
Pinchy and Dinky cheered as they rushed into the kitchen with Mommy following them. Neither of the fillies saw Minuette slap Berry’s flank with her tail, causing the Earth pony to wince with pain and a hint of pleasure.