Rules of the Party
#1: You do not talk about it.
#2: You do NOT talk about it.
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It all started with a game. Everything else snowballed from there.
"Everypony Has To Answer Truthfully" was either some variation of Truth Or Dare or something Pinkie Pie made up on the spot. To be sure, I grabbed my personal copy of Sleepovers: A Complete Reference Guide from the shelves while somepony-- probably Rainbow Dash-- spun a bottle so we could have a starting point. I wished it wouldn’t stop and point at me, but then I always had this habit of tempting fate.
“So, Twilight...”
"Your first kiss," I answered without thinking. Rainbow Dash laughed so hard, she was kicking and rolling on the floor. A blue hoof shot out and knocked my book across the room, earning her a glare and a threat of revoking Daring Do borrowing privileges if she didn't respect my books. That sobered her up quickly.
"But seriously, Twilight?” Rainbow's words stumbled between some leftover snickering. “That’s the best you could do?"
"How ‘bout we start with you, then, RD? Since yer mouth’s moving an’ all." Applejack was leaning casually against one of the beds, appraising the pegasus in question with a challenging smirk.
Rainbow Dash took a step back, flaring her wings defensively. "Whoa, what’s up with you?”
"What do you think?"
I glanced between my two friends and sighed. Here we go again...
I was still fairly new to slumber parties, so I didn't know all the rules and conventions. I hadn't read about this in any of my reference books, but ever since my first slumber party, my friends always seemed to end up bickering over one thing or another. And yet come morning, everything seemed peachy as if they hadn't spent the whole night arguing. Was this a normal thing? Was there an unwritten or unspoken rule that this had to happen in every slumber party ever?
I tuned out Applejack and Rainbow Dash's argument. It was just their usual back and forth, after all. Instead, I focused my attention to the rest of my friends.
Rarity seemed nervous for some reason, her eyes darting around as she furtively whispered with Pinkie Pie. Funny, I was expecting her to be more excited over "the juicy details." Pinkie, on the other hoof, was being her normal giggly self while poking Rarity on the ribs. On the other other hoof, Fluttershy was the one most excited about this, or at least the sparkle in her eyes told me as much.
“Besides, Twilight goes first!" Rainbow Dash suddenly declared, interrupting my thoughts.
"Actually, I go last. Says so in the Spin-the-Bottle section in page 69.” I levitated the sleepover manual in front of her, but she knocked it out of the way, deliberately this time. A week of no Daring Do, then. I did warn her.
"I still don't see why we're doing this instead of Truth or Dare."
"Maybe 'cause somepony here,” Applejack mock-glared at said somepony, “never chooses Truth, and we all like to hear what she has to say this time ‘round."
"Hey!” Rainbow shot to the air and got in Applejack’s face, the rush knocking the Stetson off the earth pony’s head. “You guys don't call Fluttershy out for never choosing Dare!" She pointed a hoof at the other pegasus, who reflexively squeaked and ducked behind Rarity and Pinkie to avoid Rainbow’s mark.
"Girls, settle down!" I cried out before things got ugly. Applejack sort of shrugged and put her hat back on. Fluttershy peeked from between our two other friends, but made no move to scoot out of her hiding place. Rainbow Dash sat back down and ruffled her feathers.
"This is boring,” she huffed.
"I bet yer just whinin’ to get out of answering."
"Well, I'm not hearing you answer the question."
"Psh, that's easy. A lil colt I met when I stayed with my Aunt and Uncle Orange. He was so cute’n sweet. Called him Bubblegum, though I’m pretty sure that ain’t his real name.” Applejack smiled wistfully. “Sure, I was feelin' awful homesick my whole stay there, but I liked hangin' out and playin' with him. Come to think of it now, I never got t'stay in touch..." She trailed off, thoughtfully rubbing a hoof under her chin. When she remembered where she was, she shook her head then nodded at Rainbow Dash. "Your turn, pardner."
"Mine's with Rarity!"
"Pinkie! You promised!"
Everypony’s head whipped around to the source of the outburst. Pinkie Pie smiled at us apologetically, or she tried to while having both forehooves over her mouth. Beside her, Rarity was on all four hooves. Her cheeks were a shade darker than a certain party pony’s mane.
"But I didn’t promise. You said,” Pinkie then ran a hoof through her mane unmistakably the way Rarity did, “‘I shan’t tell anypony anything! Not ever! That is one, nay, the story I shall take to my cold grave!’ And then I said, ‘uh-huh, sure thing, Rarity,’ which totally didn’t mean I don’t get to tell them my story!”
Rarity was turning colors. She opened her mouth several times, but closed it again every time with no retort. Maybe she was grasping for some air. She did seem to be on the verge of either falling into a dramatic breakdown or stiffening into a pony statue.
“Rarity? Are you okay?” Fluttershy poked her from behind.
Everypony else went silent as they processed what they’d just heard and seen.
Except for Applejack. She was snickering.
"Geez, Rare,” she playfully nudged the unicorn. “I never pegged you for the fillyfoolin' type."
That somehow brought Rarity back to life.
"I'm not!” She stomped a hoof to punctuate. “I like stallions!”
“You always say that,” Pinkie chimed in, her smile tight. “You say that to everypony, but...”
“Ugh, FINE!” Rarity threw her forelegs to the air in frustration. She then screamed her next words all the way to the Everfree Forest in full dramatic glory, ”I confess! Guilty as charged! My first kiss was with Pinkie Pie!" before collapsing on top of Fluttershy.
Another length of awkward silence. Save for Rarity’s wails against Fluttershy’s chest and some soothing there, there’s.
“Wow,” was all I could say.
“Oh. My. GOSH!” Rainbow flitted all over the room, squeeing the whole time. “Seriously? You and Rarity? This I sooo gotta hear!”
“Rarity?”
Pinkie spoke the name with such softness I never heard from her before. At the moment, Rarity seemed determined to merge either with my bedroom floor or with Fluttershy, but she stopped sniffling enough to shoot Pinkie a pleading look. Apparently, that was all Pinkie needed.
"Okay! It happened a few months after I moved to Ponyville to live with my Granny Pie. Me and Rarity first met in school. We sat next to each other because, you know, P is for Pinkie and R is for Rare-y. So we saw each other a lot, but we didn’t get along much because she was a little miss Serious McGrumpypants.”
“I was not a, ah, McGrumpypants,” Rarity muttered, her voice muffled against Fluttershy. “I simply didn’t like you back then. You kept beating my scores in math and,” she winced, “art studies.”
“Right,” Pinkie Pie giggled then rolled her eyes. “Rarity was super-duper serious about her grades, but Pinkie could care less about that. I mean, I test well and all, but I didn’t study much because I was too busy planning the funnest fun parties for everypony.
“Anyway, Rarity didn’t like me and that bothered me a lot. Because, you know, how can I make her smile when she wouldn’t attend a single party I threw, right? We ended up trading a lot of jabs at each other back then. Well, Rarity made a lot of jabs. I just kept inviting her to do some of the cool-mac-awesomest-est stuff with me, but I guess that irritated her more.
“That was, until things heated up between us so much that we ended up tangling legs and rolling in the hay and--” Rarity quickly sat up and jabbed a hoof at Pinkie’s chest.
“Now you hold it right there! I only let you tell the story because I trust you would tell it as truthfully as possible.”
“But that was how it happened!”
“You are taking things out of context.” Rarity huffed then properly sat on her haunches to face the rest of us. “We were playing a game for Physical Education--what was it called, again? It’s similar to hoofball, with less rules and more contact. Anyway, it was a rough and dirty game. We were in opposing teams, as was usual of us at the time. During one round, I had possession of the ball then Pinkie Pie tackled me to the ground. Instead of escaping and continuing the game, however, I responded in kind. We ended up rolling all over the field, fighting to get the upper hoof on the other.”
“I wasn’t trying to do that, though.” Pinkie shrugged and caught a certain pegasus’ eye across the room.
“Yes, well, either way,” Rarity scrutinized the pink mare as if daring her to interrupt again, now that she took over the storytelling. Pinkie didn’t notice it, though. She was too busy exchanging funny faces and gestures with Rainbow Dash. “I eventually had her pinned to the ground. I was fully ready to gloat over my small victory, when all of the sudden--”
“I kissed her on the lips!” blurted Pinkie without missing a beat from her ‘game’ with Rainbow Dash. “And she liked it!”
“How many times must I tell you? I did not like it at all!” Rarity made another punctuating stomp, this one hard enough to punch a hole on my floor. Pinkie Pie merely tilted her head ninety degrees and smiled wide enough to split her face in two.
“So you always kiss back even if you don’t like it?”
“When are y’all gonna stop flirting?” interrupted Applejack. She was lying on her side, her head propped up on a forehoof so she wouldn’t nod off so easily. “So you kissed while wrasslin’ at school. Lez just leave it at that.” A yawn. “I dunno about you two, but I wanna hear Rainbow’s story sometime before sun-up.”
"Oh, right! It's Dashie's turn!"
The sudden attention made Rainbow Dash uncharacteristically wilt and paw at the floor. She seemed to be weighing her options, but reckoned she might as well suck it up and get it over with.
"Just to be clear. Nopony else hears about this, right?" She studied me specifically, for some reason.
"Anything we say here would never leave this room,” I assured. Everypony else chimed in with their own two bits.
"Cross my heart and hope to fly..."
"Oh my, is it that juicy a secret?"
“...stick a cupcake in my eye!”
"Well? Time to 'fess up, RD."
It was somewhat disconcerting to see Rainbow Dash emulate Fluttershy’s habit of hiding behind her mane, especially since there's too little prismatic hair to go around.
“I, uh, I haven't had mine yet."
Applejack made a low whistle. "Now that's somethin' I ain’t expecting from a heartbreaker like you."
"Whatever.” Rainbow Dash continued, her cheeks growing redder with each word. “It's not like I have some sappy reason like waiting for some special moment with a special somepony to share that special first kiss. I’m not Rarity.” She snorted then rolled her eyes. Rarity did not appreciate the sentiment at all.
“Pardon me, Rainbow Dash, but what are you trying to--”
"I-I'm sorry!”
Fluttershy, who was silent for most of the night, appeared just as shocked as the next pony at her own outburst. She instinctively curled up, but her eyes shone solidly as she peered at the only other pegasus in the room.
Rainbow Dash was just confused.
"Say what now?"
“Um, well, you see,” Fluttershy shifted side to side, her mane swaying to cover more of her form. “There was this one time at, um, flight camp. We had just finished the day with some drills, and you were tired enough to fall asleep beside me. I thought you looked so cute, I kinda...”
"You thought I... you, WHAT?!"
A blue blur shot across the room and collided with the yellow pegasus. The two rolled over each other from the force until they ended up with Rainbow Dash standing over a quivering Fluttershy. The way she towered over her oldest friend intimidated Fluttershy into some sort of... explanation? Apology? All I understood was that the more Fluttershy spoke, the more she shrank to sizes I never thought possible for a grown mare.
"I really didn't mean to, honest! I-I didn't even know what I was doing until after I did it. Oh, please forgive me, Rainbow Dash."
Rainbow Dash was torn on how to feel about the confession and it showed on her face. She eventually settled on a grimace as if she had sat on something hard and pointy. She regarded the other pegasus with a steely glare before getting off her.
"You and I have a lot to talk after this, Fluttershy. A lot."
What’s with this night and long awkward pauses?
Rarity stiffly turned towards me. "So what about you, darling? Have you ever had the fortune, or misfortune, of having kissed or been kissed by somepony?"
"Well..."
I told my friends about the life of study and magic-- of how, as a little filly of endless curiosity, I stumbled upon a genre of fiction not fit for my young eyes. Of course, this resulted in a flood of questions my books couldn’t adequately answer. I consulted the best resource called first-hand experience, and showered the pony I admired with gifts, flowers, poetry-- the works. Being much older than me, the pony of my affections cornered me one day to explain to me the intricacies of romance and why she could not return my feelings. She did appreciate the sentiment though, and obliged to grant me a small favor.
I told them, but not in so many words.
“Princess Celestia. I was just a filly.”
Right then, I just broke the running record for longest and most awkward silence of the night.
“Uh, Twi? Ain’t that like sexual harassment?”
Saw this in the New Stories list and decided to give it a try. Good stuff so far! Please consider adding it to some groups. You'll get far more exposure and people will know a little more what to expect from the story. Looking forward to more chapters!
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Thank you so much. I'm very glad you enjoyed it.
Actually, I didn't even think about groups before you mentioned them.
So I thank you for that suggestion as well. I'll so do that.
Next chapter will be at least 20% cooler. Please look forward to it.
LOL, that last line!
4005701 I actually considered editing it out, but it was too funny to let go.
Thanks very much for reading!
4005717 *nods* You are welcome.... keep the Chapters coming!
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Will do. Please look forward to more soon~♫
4005729 Good.... if you don't.... guess who's number I will draw~
4005666 I demand more incredibly awkward Raripie sexual tension!
OMGOMGOMGOMG It's Steel Resolve, I'm such a huge huge fan, I'm totally fangirling so much right now, I could totally explode more than twice. *inhale* *exhale* *breathe, cheesecake, breathe!*
Ahem.
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Thank you so much for reading my story. It's such an honor! I'm overjoyed, er, quite happy you enjoyed it. And yes, I shall do my utmost best to deliver more goodness.
I'm sorry, I didn't like this at all. If Rarity wanted to keep it a secret as badly as the story would have me believe, she would either run away crying or actually be upset with Pinkie. As it stands, her reaction doesn't really feel like Rarity.
Pinkie appears to be a heartless bitch; telling the others about something Rarity isn't comfortable with even though she knows that Rarity doesn't want her to.
Twilight herself feels a little hars: taking away borrowing priveliges because of a knocked away book ? And yelling for the others to 'stop it before it got out of hand' but when has it ever? By which I mean: What is she basing that on?
You might also want to look into tense changes. In the sentence above it should 'it was' and 'there was' rather than the shorthand which naturally mean 'it is' and 'there is' (There are a few more but I think you get the idea)
After all is said and done however; your writing good and the story is defenitely readable. Keep it up.
4006420 Thank you so much for reading! I'm sorry you didn't like it, but I greatly appreciate the comment you left. Most especially the part about Rarity's and Pinkie's characterizations. That left me feeling so giddy, I'm literally dancing in my bed right now because it meant I'm doing something very right. There's a reason they're acting like that, and I hope you would consider reading the next chapters when I publish them to see how it turns out.
I also thank you for bringing my attention to the tense changes. It's one of the things in English that I often have trouble catching. I'll be more careful about it.
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Them acting out of character isn't a plus if the story hasn't given the reader an explanation for it yet. Unless you're writing a mystery novel (which I highly doubt) It's better if the character's reasoning is clear.
4007259 Noted. Thank you for taking the time to tell me what you think.
This is hilarious. Just keep writing.
Well, if those are the words that Twilight said to the others, there is really nothing to read into for sexual harassment. She didn't say who initiated it, and using those words it would seem like she is initiator of the kiss.
Hey there Cheesecake I love this story so far, maybe you should add a comedy tag cause it seems like there's going to be a lot more of it in this story. Maybe it's just me but I have trouble thinking of Rainbow Dash as being cute.
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Much thanks. Will do.
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Um, there's this thing where it doesn't matter who initiated it or if it's mutually consensual... if an adult engages in the act with a minor, it's considered harassment. Although I think it's referring to more sexual acts than kissing.
Anyway, thank you for reading!
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I'm glad you enjoyed it! About the comedy tag... I'll think about it. Thank you for bringing it up. As for the Dash, I always saw her as a bit tsundere, which is always adorable when done right. Hopefully I got it down.
*pulls up a seat*
Well I can't wait to see where this is going.
4009597 Tsundere? Please forgive my ignorance but I've never seen that word until now, and I'm a bit lost.
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The Tsundere is a person or character may act all mean but they care or have a soft spot that they cover with a said mean/tough persona. Usually in regard to a lover. Urban dictionary might help more in defining it.
4009771 Oh! thank you for clearing that up for me man the new things I've been learning since I registered.
4009614 Thank you for reading! Please look forward to more soon.
4009820 Oh, I apologize for not defining the term. It's Japanese, which may be why you've never seen it before. I study the language and I came from a myriad of anime/manga fandoms, so such terms tend to seep in my everyday language. 4009771 's definition is more or less correct.
4010437 That's ok Cheeseacke I've heard a lot of japanese words do to the amount of anmie and video games I've delt with, but I can't really speak japanese which is something I would like to do. You should definately keep up the lighthearted pace of this story it suits it very well.
This was cute, but why do I get the feeling that Twilight was just referring to a kiss on the cheek or something?
Can't wait for more.
4017221 Well, it could've been one. At that age, I imagine Celestia could've given Twilight a thimble and the little filly would think it's a kiss.
Thank you for reading! Chapter 2 will be up soon. Please look forward to it
I have read your first chapter and I must say that I like it.
You are capable of making a story interesting even without using any outside environment or event. Your dialogue is strong. You’re good at AJ and Rarity’s talk patterns (which I envy you btw).
AJ’s kiss story was a bit generic (probably intentionally as a slow build up), but I really liked the other three kiss stories. Very original.
My comment ends here.
Now I will proceed with throwing up some random words in this comment. This is a bad habit of mine. I do this every time I read a story. Please just ignore the following random text.
It doesn’t say what kind of a party. Presumably it’s a regular party then? But those rules don’t hold true for regular parties.
Who said that?
What was the question?
pegasus’s
Why does AJ get to say who to start with?
Edit: I reread the name of the game. I now have a theory, that a bottle marked pony asks a question, then everypony or everypony except the marked one answers.
Did Twy say this. If yes, then action tag could be in same line for clarification.
on page?
Who said that?
I’m thinking RD. Not sure, though.
Edit: nvm. You explained it in next line.
So not on Fluttershy? Or not on herself? There’s a third pegasus in the room?
remark?
Utter aloud; often with surprise, horror, or joy
I’m thinking horror. So, apparently Twy was horrified by all this?
partner? Nvm, I’m not good at accents and this is probably an accent thing.
who said that? What thing is with Rarity?
Who said that? So before that, Pinkie said that? What did Pinkie promise? Have missed something?
There was an outburst of something? Did I miss it?
Not sure why she did that.
Was she always like that or just now?
I’m guessing her is Rarity. Not sure who the certain pony is or why she wore a dark make up or why else her cheeks would turn dark.
So, somepony said, that Pinkie didn’t promise. And Pinki quotes that pony. Doesn’t she know whether she promiced or not?
I thought her was Rarity. But then Rarity is a comparison. So who is her. Pinkie Pie? So Pinkie Pie was imitating Rarity?
Okay, so I’m assuming Rarity and Pinkie made out. Not sure, though.
Not sure if this is legit expression.
I can relate to them. there’s a lot of processing needed for comprehension of meanings. However, I assume they weren’t silent before this. They were making some kind of noise before? Were they talking amongst each other?
What was there to see, besides Rarity being dramatic like she always is?
Wait, so Rarity was a pedophile? She wasn’t making up with Pinkie Pie but some filly? So, this is why she always gets stiff around Sweetie Belle. It totally makes sense now. Oh, Rarity, you deviant.
I like this. I have Trixie make the same quote. Her plea doesn’t stop Twy from testing out Vibe 9000 on her, though. :)
Yey, my theory confirmed.
I’m assuming they came from Fluttershy. Not sure, though.
I’m assuming half of her is on top of Fluttershy and half of her is on the floor. Not sure, though. Also not sure, if merging with Fluttershy is a good way to hide embarrassment. I’d think it’s an embarrassment in the making.
So, she doesn’t want Pinkie to talk?
I am now assuming that Pinkie is evil and when someone begs her not to do something she does exactly that out of spite. Go Pinkie!
I’m assuming they were studying alphabet at the time and since letters were neighboring, they also had to be. Not sure, though.
I’m assuming Rarity is having some trouble with pronunciation. Not sure, though.
Can you beat something if you achieve it at the same time?
I’m now assuming that Pinkie has spent to much time with Trixie.
Not sure what mac stands for.
trusted?
So, the ball wasn’t really important in this game?
I’m assuming she was trying to molest Rarity. That, or actually getting the ball from her. Not sure who the pegasus is. Also, pegasus’s I think.
I didn’t caught any scrutinizing, though.
So, she was being threatening? ‘Yes, well, either way,’ doesn’t sound like it, though.
It was hard enough to do it. But did she actually make a hole in the ground? If yes, then you could just say she made a hole. It would be logical that it was hard enough if it succeeded at making a hole.
Somepony is flirting? I thought they were telling a story from like 10 years ago.
I’m assuming she’s bored and in danger of falling asleep.
She yawned?
Why is she bored? I thought it was an interesting story. Much better than what she told us.
Who said that?
She knew this was coming. Didn’t she have like 5 minutes to think about this? Well, maybe this is like her. It’s like not caring about the test she had the next day, then suddenly starting to care. It’s canon.
I think a look would suffice.
will never?
juicy of a secret?
Also, who said that?
Who said that?
I thought you were referring to her hiding behind her friends, but now I’m thinking you must be referring to something completely different. Probably to what she does in the show
When I think of prisms I don’t think of them as rainbow colored. I think of them as prism shaped object that can be used to form a rainbow on a surface of some other object that is not a prism. Also, I don’t think the color of her hair has any effect to her hiding behind it.
What didn’t she have? Who’s talking btw? Since this voice from above is repeating I’m going to assume that whenever it isn’t clear who is speaking I can just assume that the first person character is speaking. It’s the only theory I have so far.
So, she’s mad because Rainbow said she isn’t easy? Does she have a dream of becoming a whorse or something?
I didn’t find it that ambiguous. What exactly is she asking? What options are there for interpreting that?
So am I.
I was picturing her laying under Rarity. I will now assume that she’s standing.
Why is she asking the questions if she’s already assuming the answers?
So, It was an accident? If not, then how could she not mean to do it? Was she possessed by something? Doesn’t one always do what one wants to do unless one has an accident. I’ll just assume she’s lying here.
This is from Twilight’s perspective, right? How does she know this? To telly I think. If it showed on her face, than say her face gave off that information. As it is it’s: This is so and so and besides it being obvious it also shows on her face. It isn’t obvious to Twilight. She can only see her face. That’s the only source she has.
I’m not telling you how I’m picturing this in my mind.
I don’t see that much to talk about. Unless there is a whole clop scene behind this. Yes, you see, Rainbow is a hard sleeper and Fluttershy just wanted to test how hard she sleeps. Yes, and then Fluttershy reached with her hoof between RD’s hind legs and RD moaned, but she didn’t wake up. Fluttershy pushed deeper…
Oh, back to the story!
I’m assuming you’re saying this. But you’re assuming Twy’s perspective, so Twy is thinking that? But she isn’t thinking that, because then it would be italicised. I’ll just assume that god said it.
Do tell Twy, do tell! :)
You sure that was the only flood you felt, Twy? :)
Celestia?
Definitely Celestia.
Yey, I guessed it. Why is she so hang up on being a filly at that time. Is she having remorse? Is she trying to make Molestia look like a pedophile?
I’m thinking yes, but I’m also thinking opposite of what AJ is thinking. Can we both be right?
Is 3 a lot?
The question going through my mind is: Why did Twy ask the first kiss question? Obviously she wanted to tell it. She must have a hard time processing it or something. Or she’s angry at Celestia. What are you up to, Twy? Maybe I’ll get my answers in the next chapter.
Also, Twy must have been really captivated by all this since she forgot to look in Sleepovers: A Complete Reference Guide. She even just let the book on the floor. Or maybe it’s still levitating in the air where we last saw it. Not sure.
Also, you should write for the show. They never invite Spike to anything either. :)
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Not sure if you were joking here or not, but to save any future confusion: I think "fillyfooler" is a just a Brony term that refers to a lesbian pony. I don't think it has anything to do with actual fillies.