• Published 12th Jun 2013
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Say It - HermitKlam



Twilight just wants to sleep; unfortunately for her, not only is Celestia in a playful mood, but Luna is itching for some quality time. And then, Shining and Cadence show up...

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Disguises and Discussions Pt.3

Shining Armor stepped bravely into the unmarked shop, his chest puffed out and his head held high. Ears prickling slightly at the low jingling from the bell overhead, Shining squinted in between rapid blinks as he attempted to locate his lost charge. As he waited a few moments for his eyes to adjust from the sudden transition of bright outdoors to darker than usual indoors, his nose twitched.

Sniffing the air, Shining relaxed marginally. There was a light flowery scent wafting around the small shop; the scent was both soothing and enticing, making him wonder once again what exactly the dark shop catered to. He figured, though, that a shop with such a pleasant smell couldn’t possibly cater to anything dangerous.

…Unless they were using the smell to cover up something unpleasant. Something like blood.

Blanching at the thought, Shining strained his eyes and walked past the many rows of tables with odd blue lights hanging over them, calling out for his ‘little sister’ as he went. “Sunbeam!”

“Nephew! Over here!” Luna called back, forgetting for a moment that they were supposed to be undercover in her excitement.

“Sunny!” Shining quickly made his way to the disguised pony. Coming to a stop next to her, he instantly assessed the clerk’s threat level as zero, and so laughed nervously as he proceeded with damage control. “Little sis, I thought I told you not to run off like that!”

“I… apologize. I’ll try to remember for next time,” Luna bit out the words slowly as she realized she had almost blown their cover. Her face scrunched up as if she had bitten into something sour. Perhaps she should have studied her book more before insisting on the outing.

“Ah, little sisters these days,” Shining grinned nervously at the clerk, hoping he bought their act. “There’s no accounting for them. This one never listens and likes to dress up and say she’s my… uncle… so she can boss me around.”

“No problems, dude.” The clerk nodded in sympathy. “I’ve got one of those at home too. One minute she’s replacing my pillow with mashed up bananas, the next she’s drooling over half the stallions in the city.”

“That’s rough,” Shining and the clerk looked at each other in shared pain; though ultimately rewarding, being big brother to a little sister could be a tough job.

“Yeah,” the clerk nodded solemnly.

“Thank Celestia I don’t have to deal with her chasing stallions on top of everything else,” Shining muttered as an afterthought, lips twitching slightly at the unintentional pun.

“Count yourself lucky, dude.” The clerk shuddered in remembered horror. “Really lucky.”

“Dusk!” Luna shouted in Shining’s ear. Slightly annoyed that she was being ignored, she played the annoying little sister card in hopes that it would move things along faster. It was all fine and dandy that Shining Armor was having a moment with the clerk, but she required the aide if she was going to get anything done in time to surprise Twilight.

Ouch!” Shining yelped as he stumbled back a step. Rubbing his abused ear, he matched the scowling mare with a scowl of his own. “Sunny! What was that for?”

“You were ignoring me,” Luna huffed out, only half acting at this point. “We have to hurry up.”

“What did mom say about patience?” Shining scolded, thinking back to one of the first arguments he had witnessed between the royal sisters; a one hour argument had turned into a three hour lecture on patience from Celestia to Luna. Back then he had viewed the argument with an amalgamation of shock and disbelief; in hindsight, it was glaringly obvious that the argument was nothing less than foreshadowing.

“She said I had to work on it,” Luna’s scowl deepened as she mumbled her response, mind flashing back to the same incident.

“And?” Shining drew out with a raised brow.

“I apologize for yelling in your ear,” Luna grumbled out in reply, just barely managing to contain an eye roll.

“Sorry about her,” Shining turned to the clerk once more, not bothering to stop his own eyes from rolling at her antics.

“Nah, it’s all good dude.” The clerk responded. “Like I said, I have one of those at home; I know how it goes.”

“Yes, well, as lovely as this bonding session is, and as much as I’m sure my dear brother is enjoying being around another male for once, could we please turn our attention to the flowers I’d like to purchase?” Luna cut in before the two stallions could start reminiscing again.

“Flowers?” Shining Armor asked as he scrunched his face up in confusion.

“Yes, flowers,” Luna responded slowly. “This is a flower shop, if you hadn’t noticed.”

“But it’s so dark in here,” Shining pointed out in bafflement. “The windows are either boarded or shaded; how do they grow?”

“Moonies, dude, moonies.” The clerk picked up a small gardening shovel and pointed at the blue lights overtop each of the flower boxes. “These flowers prefer the moon to the sun, dude, and like open at night and stuff. I totally can’t blame them; the night is totally rad. These special blue lights help them grow indoors, y’know, ‘cause the lights are, like, magic.”

“I see,” Shining blinked. Though it’s true that he had a few things in common with the clerk – namely both having a little sister – he was beginning to think that maybe the other pony was a tad odd. Too much time under the special lights was his guess. “Well, the night sure does attract… ah… interesting characters.”

“Did you just….” Luna trailed off slightly in disbelief, indignant shock coloring her words. “I’ll have you know that my- I mean the night is a special time full of creativity and wonder. It is something your own sister has fallen in love with, I might add!”

“There’s no need to talk about yourself in third person, Sunbeam,” Shining pointed out, a hint of smugness barely discernible in his voice.

“I am not speaking of myself and you know it, Dusk,” Luna grumbled back with a slight scowl.

“Yeah, okay,” Shining impishly raised a brow, happy to be getting back at the princess in some small way for dying him blue. “But Twily’s not exactly a regular pony, is she? Unless you do think she’s plain and uninteresting…”

“Well, yes, she is indeed quite interesting and extraordinary,” Luna was caught slightly off-guard, not knowing exactly how to respond without implying that she thought badly of Twilight. “But that is not-”

“So, like,” the clerk butted into the fledgling argument before it could really heat up. It was nice to get customers every once and a while, but he was in the middle of watching a flower his friend had nicked from the royal gardens bloom and he didn’t want to miss anything. “Which moonies do you want, dudes?”

Muttering a nigh inaudible ‘finally’ under her breath, Luna quickly rattled off a short list, her impatient scowl melting into a satisfied smile as she viewed the pristine condition of her chosen flowers. Insides jumping in glee at the successful completion of the first part of her plan, she gently removed the delicate flowers from the clerk’s magical grip and safely stored the wrapped bundle in one of Shining’s larger saddlebags. Placing the requested amount of bits onto the counter, Luna practically bounced out of the shop, her glasses quickly darkening into shades in response to the sudden increase in sunlight.

“So we’re done now?” Shining asked hopefully as he exited the shop, the door closing with a quiet jingle as he squinted at the princess through the brightness. He mentally made fun of the glasses earlier, but now after having seen their dual nature he couldn’t help but admit to himself that he was a teeny bit jealous.

“Oh, no,” Luna’s grin practically split her face, the fake mustache twitching along with her words. “We have yet to retrieve the most important part of the surprise!”

“Oh… Goody…” Shining intoned expressionlessly. He was beginning to feel burnt out and sort of numb; it was something he had seen happen to a few of the senior guards, though he had never heard of it happening simply by spending too much time with the princesses. “Would it be completely fruitless to ask what exactly that is?”

“It would!” Luna responded cheerfully as they continued down the busy street. Stopping suddenly, she slyly glanced up at the momentarily taller stallion, still slightly peeved at the comment made in the flower shop. “Oh, and Dusk?”

“Hmm?” Shining Armor blinked as he came to a stop beside her. Tilting his head, he made eye contact with the alicorn in disguise only to freeze; a shiver of foreboding ran down his back as he took in her altogether too smug expression.

“I’m quite honestly surprised you would bring up our… ‘mother’.” Luna spoke slowly, the grin never leaving her face. “In fact, since you brought her up, it’s only fair that we bring up her darling marefriend as well; what do you think, should we consider her our ‘father’ or our ‘other mother’? Hmm? Do you think perhaps they will gift us with another sibling or two?”

Shining Armor managed to pale enough that his coat almost reached its naturally bleached color as he whimpered lightly. He took back his earlier musings; he was far from being burnt out, as his reactions supported. He was, however, a big enough stallion to admit to himself that he wanted to go home. All the way home. To the Crystal Empire.

Glancing once more at the victoriously smirking mare beside him, he once again weighed the pros and cons of self-induced memory loss due to blunt force trauma to the head.

-0-0-

“So…” Cadence spoke into the quiet room, prompting Twilight to lift her head from where it was resting comfortably on her pink shoulder to look up at her quizzically.

“Yes…?” Twilight encouraged questioningly after a few moments of silence.

“Right. You don’t mind if we get back on topic, do you Twilight?” Shifting slightly to the side, Cadence retracted her wing and gazed mischievously at the younger pony.

“I suppose not…” Twilight answered slowly, despite the inherent alarm bells in her mind ringing up a storm. She couldn’t help but find the fact that the pink alicorn’s smile stretched even wider at her words slightly unnerving.

“Great!” Cadence perked up as she bounced lightly in poorly suppressed glee at finally getting some answers to the questions that had been plaguing her. “Okay, first question; what’s your favorite food to bring into the bedroom?”

“Er…” Twilight blinked in light confusion, not expecting that question at all. “Well cake, I guess…”

“Cake?” Cadence tilted her head thoughtfully. She had expected an answer more along the lines of strawberries or syrup - or even for Twilight to stammer and blush so much she was unable to answer- not cake. “Can I ask why?”

“It’s Celestia’s favorite food,” Twilight responded with a slight shrug.

“That… makes sense, I suppose…” Cadence supposed cake could work; Celestia would definitely enjoy eating her favorite food off of her favorite pony.

“I really like surprising her with a slice now and then,” Twilight chimed in shyly. “It never fails to make her smile.”

“Wait just a minute,” Cadence lifted a hoof as she narrowed her gaze at the confused purple pony. For some odd reason, she didn’t think they were on the same page. “What exactly do you do with the cake?”

“Eat it?” Twilight responded slowly as she eyed the suddenly intensely staring alicorn a little oddly. Her next sentence was said a little lower as her cheeks became lightly dusted with pink. “Sometimes we feed it to each other.”

“Twilight.” Cadence deadpanned. Opening and closing her mouth a few times, she finally decided to ask another question to confirm her suspicions. “What’s your favorite activity to do together?” After a few seconds of thought, she tacked on, “…in the bedroom?”

“Studying!” Twilight answered immediately with a grin, before tilting her head thoughtfully with a light frown. “And cuddling… and… wing-hugs, which might be considered cuddling. Hmmm, I’m going to have to think about that one…”

Cadence stared blankly at the purple pony currently mumbling to herself. A hoof-full of intricately detailed and carefully thought out fantasies involving the white and purple alicorns – and sometimes the blue alicorn as well- began to simultaneously crumble and burst into flames as they swiftly died horribly painful deaths. No longer able to watch the cruel deaths of the fictions she had created in her mind, she suddenly blurted out a question, effectively garnering the distracted pony’s attention. “You two have been intimate, right?”

“Intimate…?” Twilight tilted her head in confusion, not at the words but at Cadence’s tone of voice. She almost seemed… desperate for an answer. Finally registering exactly what was asked, Twilight’s cheeks warmed a bit more. Worrying her lip lightly, she finally responded with another question. “Like… kissing, and stuff?”

“And stuff.” Cadence half-parroted half-prompted in desperation, the many fictitious lives of the ponies living in her head hanging in the balance. “And stuff, Twilight. And stuff.”

“Of course we have,” Twilight responded awkwardly, not realizing Cadence’s sigh of relief catching in her throat as she continued. “You even saw us… kissing… earlier.”

Cadence just stared incredulously at the lavender pony, her brain sending error messages in response to the signals her ears and eyes were sending. Finally, after a few long moments of disbelief, she came to a conclusion. Twilight was either a mischievous mastermind and was stringing her along… or she had much more in common with her brother than Cadence had first realized.

“Um, Cadence? Are you al-”

Sex, Twilight,” Cadence decided to err on the side of caution and bluntly spell out her question. Everything was riding on this attempt, and she didn’t know whether to sigh in relief or disbelief as Twilight suddenly flushed red. She hoped against hope that it was a good sign. “Have you, or have you not, made love to Celestia.”

“I-I-I-,” Twilight stammered, her eyes wide and her face crimson as she stared at the pleading look Cadence was giving her. Swiftly banishing a dozen memories that popped into her head at the question, she fidgeted slightly and gulped, her voice resembling a low squeak. “Y-yes.”

“Yes?” Cadence asked hopefully, wanting reassurance that she had heard correctly. Receiving a little embarrassed nod in response, she sighed in abject relief. “Oh thank the Sun! For a second there I thought- but you have no idea how relieved am to be wrong.” Eyes suddenly snapping open in determination once more, she focused her gaze on the horribly blushing pony. She was determined to give no quarter as more questions sprang to mind now that the horrible misunderstanding was cleared up.

Plus, Twilight looked absolutely adorable in that shade of dark pink.

“Okay!” Cadence rubbed her hooves together giddily. “An easy question first; do you enjoy making love with Auntie Celestia?”

“Y-yes…” Twilight managed to squeak out after realizing that her tail was being subtly pinned to the bed, foiling any attempts at escape before they began. Her tone of voice and inflection were, at the moment, a near match to Fluttershy’s own.

“That’s great!” Cadence bounced minutely on the bed in glee. “How much?”

“H-how much…?” Twilight’s eyes widened even further as she seemingly melted into an embarrassed pile of goop on the bed. That question could be taken in more ways than one…

“Yes; how much do you like it?”

“A lot,” Twilight mumbled, unconsciously answering both the asked and silent questions.

“Fair enough,” Cadence grinned impishly. This was the most fun she’d had in a while, now that she was getting the answers she wanted, that is. Tapping her chin thoughtfully with her hoof, she struggled to decide on which line of questions to ask next. There were just so many to choose from… “Well we’ve already touched on Celestia… What about Luna?”

“L-Luna…?” Twilight questioned faintly, quite obviously eyeing the door in desperation. Perhaps if she willed it hard enough, a crisis would befall Equestria; anything would be better than fainting due to all of the blood in her body pooling in her head. Though she did notice in relief that they seemed to be drifting away from the racier questions apparently involved in ‘girl talk’.

“Yes, Auntie Luna. How do you feel about her?”

“I-I care about her,” Twilight chewed on her lip in thought as she started to calm down. “A lot. She’s a really good friend…”

“Just ‘a really good friend’? Nothing more?” Cadence peered at the floundering alicorn suspiciously. “Are you sure?”

“Well, no…” Twilight finally admitted. “I guess she’s more than a good friend to me…”

“Great!” Cadence squealed, only to catch herself and cough lightly as she reigned in her enthusiasm. “I mean that’s good. Really good. But good. Have you two kissed?”

“On the cheek… I think…” Twilight mumbled slowly, a sneaking suspicion forming in her brain that she wasn’t going to like the direction this line of questioning was going. It all seemed suspiciously familiar…

“I suppose that’s a start.” Cadence frowned lightly. “Hmm… I suppose that means you two haven’t been intimate then?”

Twilight stared blankly at the pink alicorn as that sneaking suspicion suddenly came back to bite her on the flank. “…With Luna?”

“Yes, with Luna,” Cadence nodded in encouragement.

“...No”

“I thought so…” Cadence pouted lightly even though she expected the answer. Suddenly a thought occurred to her, and she turned her impishly twinkling gaze on the suddenly nervous pony glancing periodically at the door as if it were a lifeline. “Would you?”

“W-would I…?” Twilight stammered as she choked on the words in trepidation. Both the look she was receiving and the question she had been given did not bode well for her.

“Yes,” Cadence questioned slyly, her grin barely being contained on her face. “Would you be intimate with her if the occasion arose? Would you… make love to the Princess of the Night?”

“I-I-I d-don’t-,” Twilight’s eyes grew to the size of saucers as her dwindling blush grew once more into a raging inferno upon her cheeks. “I-I…”

“Hmm, let me make this easier for you,” Cadence practically vibrated with barely suppressed joy; her fantasies were alive and well once more! “If Celestia were completely okay with it and Luna initiated it… Perhaps after a romantic moonlit dinner…? Would you?”

“I-I-I-I w-wou-,” Twilight began, her stammer intensifying under the pink alicorn’s intent gaze. She knew her normally purple cheeks had to be a bright crimson at this point, and as she began to feel lightheaded she knew it was only a matter of time before the capillaries in her cheeks burst like tiny red fireworks. Suddenly her salvation came in the form of a loud knock on the door. Attempting to spring up unsuccessfully – Cadence still held her tail captive- she yelped in profound relief. “The door!”

Cadence frowned darkly at the interruption as she called out. “Who is it?”

“I have a package for Princess Twilight Sparkle, Your Majesty.” A stoic voice called from behind the door, his words slightly muffled. “It’s from Ponyville.”

Cadence rolled her eyes and puffed out her cheeks. Pouting at the lost opportunity, she lifted her hoof and watched as Twilight scrambled clumsily from the bed and towards the door.

Twilight frantically swung the door open and gazed at the guard in front of her, her relief palpable in her voice. “Thank you.” Catching her breath as her cheeks once again began to cool down, she eyed the small brown package held under his wing curiously. “Is that it?”

“Yes Your Majesty.” The guard lifted his wing as the box was engulfed by the alicorn’s magic. Steadfastly meeting her gaze as she cocked an eyebrow at the torn seal, he ignored the light blush that insistently dusted his white cheeks and saluted smartly. “It was inspected and deemed safe, Your Highness.”

“Ah, thank you,” Twilight smiled at the guard and re-entered the room, the large doors swinging shut behind her. Beyond grateful for the distraction, she walked back towards the bed. Setting it down on the edge, she gazed at the plain brown box curiously.

“Well are you going to open it?” Cadence peered at it curiously, her earlier pout vanishing for the moment. There would always be another opportunity for ‘girl talk’ with the younger alicorn, and half of her attention was occupied scheming towards just that; it was to her utter delight, then, that after only a few moments she came up with the utterly devious plan of having a slumber party.

The rest of her attention was, of course, focused on what could be in the box.

“I don’t kn-,” Twilight began as she lifted the lid slightly only to drop it once more as she squeaked in embarrassed shock.

“What is it?” Cadence’s eyes were wide and filled with curiosity as her attention moved from the twitching purple alicorn to the plan box. Bringing the package closer to herself, she opened the lid and peered inside. Slowly but surely a large grin slid onto her face as she used her magic to lift the object up. “Oh wow…”

The short dress was made of a shear silver material that shimmered and gleamed mesmerizingly in the light. The trim was a dark royal blue, and, on further inspection, the dress was dotted with tiny silvery blue stars that appeared and disappeared depending on how the light hit it. Bringing it closer to her, she first ran her hoof along the material and then rubbed it slowly across her cheek, her smile widening in glee.

It was soft.

It was beautiful.

It was absolutely positively not meant to be worn in public…

…And Twilight was absolutely positively going to wear it.

“You know, this is what you should wear on that romantic moonlit dinner date with Luna. There’s no way that she would be able to keep her hooves off of you if you did.” Cadence paid Twilight’s squeak of embarrassment no mind. “First, though, you should really make sure it fits…”

-0-0-

Celestia walked down the hall towards Twilight’s room after finding out her location from the guards. It was fortunate for her that she’d had the mind to inquire about the purple alicorn’s whereabouts after only a few minutes searching; seeing as how Twilight spent so little time in her assigned room, it would have most likely been one of the last places she would have searched. Cutting the search short meant she had more time to spend with her little alicorn, which was always a good thing.

Coming upon the doors, she gave a nod to the guards and raised her hoof to knock. Pausing just short of impacting the door, she instead tilted her head slightly, her ears swivelling and straining to pick up the faint sounds from inside.

“-gah! Cadence, not there! Your hooves are-”

“-ight, hold still! She’s going to… Wow, you look amaz-”

Unable to distinguish anymore words, Celestia raised her hoof once more and this time knocked loudly. Utter silence answered her. She was about to knock once more when she heard her niece’s voice.

“Who’s there?”

-0-0-

“Celestia.”

Cadence and Twilight froze, their eyes locking as they recognized the voice long before she finished stating her name. Their voices whispered almost in unison.

“Feathers.”

“Er, just once minute Auntie!” Cadence called out nervously before turning her attention to the struggling Twilight. “Hurry up Twilight! You don’t want to ruin the surprise!”

“I’m trying!” Twilight whined as she attempted to remove the dress Cadence had practically forced on her earlier. The fabric was both incredibly soft and slippery, and while it felt wonderful on her coat, it was a horror to take off in rush. “I-I can’t! I’m stuck!”

“Stuck? How can you be stuck?” Cadence asked in incredulity as she lit up her horn and attempted to help the struggling alicorn. “There’s barely any material to get stuck in!”

“I told you I shouldn’t have tried it on right now!” Twilight huffed as they managed to maneuver it halfway off of her struggling form. “Or ever,” she mumbled under her breath.

“Oh hush and help!”

-0-0-

Celestia brows slowly rose higher and higher as she caught bits and pieces of what was happening within. Hearing Twilight let out a highly suggestive yelp, Celestia’s curiosity could no longer be contained. Using her magic, she opened the large door and stepped inside. Eyes scanning the room, her magenta orbs froze on the two figures near the bed, a brow shooting upwards once more.

Oh... my…

Gaze quickly leaping from her niece to her lover, her eyes drank in the sight of her beloved Twilight. Almost absently, her golden magic sprang to life and insistently yet gently demanded the dress from Cadence’s grip. Ever so slowly she slid the dress back into place, the dual sensation of her magic and the material causing Twilight to shiver slightly.

Her intent gaze began to smolder lightly in response.

Slowly allowing her magic to dissipate, she almost hungrily inspected every inch of the blushing purple alicorn with her intense orbs. After a few long moments their eyes finally met, causing Celestia to swallow reflexively at what was reflected perfectly in those amethyst orbs.

Her throat felt oddly dry.

“Um…” Twilight whispered, finally finding her voice. Eyes still locked with those of the alabaster alicorn, she cracked a small smile and squeaked. “Surprise?

-0-0-