Chapter 66 - Roadtrip!
By the time the train arrived in Ponyville, Midnight thumped on the bathroom door.
“We’re here,” she called out. “Don’t make me come in there and get you two!”
There was a groan before Amy walked out a minute later, having cleaned herself of any mess her griffon had left behind. Midnight looked at the nymph and shook her head.
“You sure you’re not actually a Violet?” she asked, as Ace emerged, his feathers looking a little ruffled. Still, the cramped space had given him the chance to try a few new positions.
“Pretty sure,” Amy chirped. “So, this is where we’ll find ponies that’ll actually work with us?”
“In town somewhere, but we’ll hafta ask around, since I don’t know where they live…” Midnight smiled and shrugged. “Still, it’s a small town. Shouldn’t be too hard.”
“M’kay!” Amy said as she returned to riding her griffon, though less lewdly. “Mush!” she commanded Ace from his back.
“Commanding me like your personal mount?” Ace inquired. “Well, I guess that’s fine… but you’re wearing the saddle when we get home~”
“Promises, promises,” she said, draping herself over his form. “Let’s play ‘follow the bat’!”
“Fine,” Ace replied, following an already exhausted Midnight out into Ponyville. This was going to be a loooong day…
“Hee, that date was pretty fun,” Twilight giggled as she walked next to Ledger. “We should do it again soon~”
“Maybe when you’ve had some time with the others,” Ledger agreed. “Don’t want them thinking you only want one thing out of this relationship, after all.”
“Oh my dear Ledger, let us run away together,” Twilight swooned dramatically as they approached the homestead.
“I would, but I’m sort of promised to three other mares,” Ledger replied as he drew Twilight in for a hug. “But, I’ll never say no to seeing you again...especially at night, your highness.”
“Pervert,” Twilight poked at his chest. She still giggled and kissed his muzzle. “Now…” She looked at the house. “Do I really have to go back in there?”
“What’s wrong with the home?” Ledger asked innocently.
“I exploded the windows when I screamed at your mother,” Twilight replied, blushing with embarrassment. Ledger merely pointed to the windows in reply, indicating that they’d all been fixed by now.
“Huh? Well, how about that… Mom must have…” Twilight frowned. Now she’d have to apologise to her as well. “Well, let’s get this over with.”
“I’ll be right here,” Ledger said before punctuating his statement by kissing Twilight on the cheek. “By your side.”
“Yeah,” Twilight nodded as they stepped inside… and Ledger saw Joyful Heart talking with Apple Fritter.
And worse, Joyful Heart saw Ledger.
“BIG BROTHER!” she yelled and launched herself at the drone.
“Ack!” Ledger said as the pink missile impacted him and sent him back out the door. “Stallion down!” he called out to the mares.
Twilight and Fritter stood over him and placed a hoof over their hearts.
“Here lies Level Ledger,” Twilight said in a solemn tone. “Taken from us before his time. He was a wise stallion, a loving stallion, and a world-class pervert.”
“...What’s a pervert?” Joyful asked with her head tilted in confusion.
“Sumthin’ that appears t’be hereditary,” Fritter muttered as she glanced upstairs. Twilight just shrugged and hugged the little filly.
“And how have you been little Joyful? I’ve missed you,” she cooed, snuggling her with her fluffy wings. The little filly giggled before looking up at the princess.
“I’ve been good,” she said, hugging the lavender pony. “Me and miss Fritter have been having lotsa fun!”
Fritter nodded and Ledger finally noticed all the bruising, the scrapes and the rather impressive black eye she was sporting.
“Eeesh,” the silver drone said as he picked himself up. “What’d you do, get mauled by a manticore, Fritter?”
“Close,” Fritter chuckled. “Nah, me and Cidey were jus’ sparrin’.”
“Yoooooou’d better not tell Midnight, otherwise she’ll want to spar you both,” Ledger warned the farmpony.
“Yeah, it’s a rather well kept secret,” Fritter nodded. “Well, ah’ll jus’ tell her I fell down some stairs.”
“Has that ever worked?” Ledger deadpanned.
“Every time,” Fritter replied, a little surprised that it did.
“Big brother!” Joyful said, bouncing up and down. “You gotta save us!”
“What is it?” the drone asked his little sister.
“There’s something super scary upstairs, an’ Miss Fritter won’t let me up there!” Joy explained as Fritter blushed and waved her hooves. “An’ it even made her scream. You gotta save us innocent fillies Big Bro!”
“No, no he doesn’t!” Fritter replied. “You really, really don’t wanna go up there!”
“I’m not sure if there are any innocent fillies here besides you, sis,” Ledger said as he drew the little nymph close and gave her a hug. “But for you, I will gladly brave the upstairs!”
“Ah really don’t think you wanna do that Mr. Ledger,” Fritter said in a pleading tone.
“Why, what’s up there?” Twilight asked and Fritter blushed and looked away.
“Ah...ah can’t say…”
“I’m sure it’ll be fine,” Ledger said as he passed the duty of hugging Joyful on to Fritter. “What’s the worst it could possibly be?”
Fritter just turned red again and mumbled something incoherently as she took the filly and watched Level leave.
“Ah warned ‘im,” she said quietly. There was silence for a few minutes, presumably as Ledger went to check what had frightened his little sister so, before he came back looking...haunted.
“Filly,” he requested as he sat back on his haunches, needing to hug his sister to burn that image from his brain.
“Ah told ya, also, Filly,” Fritter said as she passed her over. Ledger just hugged his little sister and tried desperately to not think about what he’d just seen.
“What happened up there?” Twilight asked, seriously concerned.
“You don’t want to know,” Ledger said instantly. “I’ll tell you later. When I’ve had some cider.”
“A lot of cider,” Fritter agreed. “Ah didn’t want to see that, ah never wanted to see that…”
Twilight and Joyful shared some confused looks, deciding that the two were just crazy. Eventually, Cider returned, looking just as bad as her sister.
“Oh, heya Levvy… huh, what’s wrong?”
“Don’t look in the guest room,” was his simple reply. Cider blinked, but shrugged and nodded.
Scope also returned, flashing into existence and Ledger found himself hugging two nymphs. Scope took one look at Joyful and groaned.
“Hiya!” Joyful said with a happy wave.
“Another Pink… wonderful,” Scope sighed. “Oh, speaking of Pinks. Midnight won’t be back tonight, she’s eloped with Ace and Amy.”
“...What is she really up to?” Ledger asked after a minute had passed and he’d processed the nymph’s statement.
“She’s off making wedding plans with them,” Scope said. Well, technically she wasn’t lying, just not giving enough context.
“For their own wedding, I would hope,” the drone said as he looked at Scope.
“Well, we’re sharing the ceremony,” Scope finally laughed at the look on his face. “So I’m still right.”
“Scope, you are unnecessarily mean to Ledger aren’t you?” Twilight said, poking the nymph.
“I like to think of it that I keep him from getting complacent,” Scope nodded.
“Or you make me go over everything you say with a fine tooth comb for the laughs,” Ledger deadpanned.
“That too,” Scope chuckled and then tilted her head back so she could look at him. “But you still love me~”
“That I do,” Ledger agreed as he kissed the nymph on her forehead. “Some days I wonder why.”
“Oh, you know why~” she said in a husky tone, then realised that Joyful was right next to them. “Uh, cause that’s what ponies in love do. Ah, oh hey Joy!” Scope decided a change in subject was in order. “Looking forward to being ‘Aunty Joyful’?”
“It’s gonna be fun!” Joyful said before giggling manically. Somehow.
“Aaand that’s my cue to head home,” Twilight said. “I have some duties that I need to take care of.” She gave Cider, Ledger and Scope a kiss. And with any luck, she could avoid the Madame, wherever she was.
“What about mine?” Joyful pouted from her hug.
“Aww, I’m sorry,” Twilight smiled and kissed the filly on the forehead, before she heard voices from upstairs coming closer. Oh ponyfeathers…
“Nope,” Ledger said as he just hugged Joyful harder. “Not thinking about them.”
Twilight blinked in confusion, as the Madame, Wishful and Peaceful descended the stairs, the Unicorn mare and the Alicorn mare locked eyes…
“Oh dear,” the unicorn said as she looked at her husbands. “Some...privacy please?”
They nodded and left the room, leaving the herd, Joyful, and Fritter to face the Madame.
“I think she wants to talk to you one on one,” Ledger said as he put both small changeling nymphs on his back. He gave Twilight a quick smooch before retreating as well. Cider and Fritter followed as Twilight frowned.
“Right by my side my hoof,” she muttered as she looked at the elder nymph. She placed a hoof to her chest and made a sweeping motion as she exhaled. “Okay.” she nodded to herself and then bowed her head.
“I want, to apologise for my earlier behaviour,” she said suddenly. “It was unbecoming of somepony in my station, and you didn’t deserve it. You were just worried about your son…”
“I should apologize as well,” the Madame replied. “I pushed a little hard and insinuated things that I had no business insinuating, all to get a reaction out of you.”
“Well, you certainly got that,” Twilight giggled. “Well, I guess we can both agree we were in the wrong this time.” She held out a hoof and smiled. “Start over?”
“I would...prefer that, and for you to understand my fears, miss Sparkle,” the nymph said as she shook the hoof, gently. “Has my son told you about his first relationship, yet?”
“He said he would, and to be honest, I think it would be best if he told me,” Twilight nodded. “Unless he says otherwise.”
“Very well, if you think that’s best,” the Madame replied. “Just...be sure to ask him at some point, when there’s a strong drink to hoof.”
“I will,” Twilight nodded, before the Madame started to get a buzzing in her head. Someone was trying to connect a Hivemind spell…
“Yes? Who is this?” she asked mentally.
“Devoted-Cause,” the voice replied. And he sounded pissed.
“What’s wrong?” the Madame replied, hoping it wasn’t too bad…
“Hmm, where to start? Oh, I know. How about with the fact we’re all fucking pink with purple polka dots!!”
“...Just so you know, that’s only partially my fault,” the Madame answered. “Still, I can be there soon to help if it’s that bad.”
“Well that’s fine and dandy,” he snarked. “The book that did this to us has rather specific instructions. That the only way this’ll be fixed is if you stop right now and do the chicken dance…”
“...Please tell me you’re joking,” she said with a sigh.
“I wish I was. The boys found a strange book on your desk, and when they opened it… Well, it was blank. Except for the words. ‘Blame that Silver-tongued fox’ and then this happened to us. Now the book is telling us that you doing a chicken dance, complete with all the motions, will end this curse.”
“I’ll get on that in a moment, then,” the Madame said before smiling at Twilight. “Some things have come up that I need to take care of back home. Take care of my son, please?”
“Um, I can do that,” Twilight nodded.
“Dear, now the book says that unless you do the dance now, this curse will spread to EVERY Changeling…”
“I am not doing the dance in front of Twilight, no matter the circumstances!” she barked back across their link. Before the Madame could go through with what she was thinking of though, she felt a weight on her back as Discord reclined there, wearing a floral shirt and sunglasses and sipping from a coconut.
“Oh don’t worry your pretty little head about it,” he replied as he snapped his fingers. “It’s the thought that counts.”
“Discord?” Twilight blinked, then her eyes narrowed. “What did you do?”
“Moi?” Discord feigned innocence, but once he saw that Twilight wasn’t buying it. “Oh relax, all I did was give her husbands a little makeover. Bring some cheer and whatnot. Apparently Changelings lack a sense of humour though.”
“They probably didn’t find it any more funny than I did,” the Madame replied. “And seeing as how we’re currently going through a small panic regarding colors changing back home…”
“Ah yes, I just took a little vacation there actually,” Discord said as he looked at the mare. “It’s not nearly as bad as you made it out to be though. Shame on you for thinking you could fool me… for long anyway.” He slithered around to look the mare in the eyes.
“Now, what if I told you I’m working on a little something regarding that. Well, I was, then I got bored and I’m gonna pawn the work off onto Twilight here.”
“She probably wouldn’t thank you for the increased workload,” the silver nymph observed. Twilight’s eyes were sparkling though as she looked a the Spirit.
“What is it?” she bounced. When Discord whispered into her ear, her eyes grew huge and she beamed and clapped her hooves. “Ohhh, this will be so much fun~” She looked at the nymph and her smile was still enormous as she nodded.
“Okay, I’ll do my best to solve this. I promise!”
“...Well, that’s...interesting,” the Madame observed. “Still, thank you for agreeing to help.”
“It’s no problem,” Twilight nodded and looked at Discord. “Right?”
The Spirit suddenly gave the nymph a big toothy smile as he donned a labcoat and some goggles. “For science!”
“So long as you keep in contact with Scope, I don’t see why we can’t collaborate,” the nymph said with a nod. “Thank you again.”
“It’s fine,” Discord hummed. “Bleh! Being good upsets my stomachs. I need a little Chaos to offset it. Hmm, what to doooo…” His eyes suddenly widened and he cackled with mad glee. “Ohohohoho, I need to go. This will be glorious!” and with a flash, he was gone.
“I...don’t like the sound of that,” Twilight frowned.
“Him being happy is typically not a good sign,” the Madame agreed, wondering just what Discord had found fun...
The trio that wandered through Ponyville had taken a small detour through the park when Midnight stopped and sniffed the air… before slowly turning and looking at Amy.
“Hmm,” she murmured as she stepped closer, all but burying her muzzle in the mare’s coat.
“What?” Amy asked as she looked at the sniffing thestral. “I got something mango-flavored on me?”
“You smell like mangoes~” the mare hummed as she gave her neck a lick. “And you even taste like mangoes~”
“Ehehe...why don’t you tone it down a notch?” Amy asked as she pushed Midnight away with a hoof. “We’re sorta in public, and Acey might get jealous…”
Ace’s wings were slightly extended as he just watched.
“Aww, don’t mind that,” Midnight hummed as she licked her neck again and nibbled on it. “Mmm, so tasty~”
“We came here to do a thing,” the pink changeling tried to remind Midnight. “Can we wonder about things like that later? You’re the one that knows where we’re going, after all.”
Midnight shook her head and pulled back. “Ah? Oh, um, sorry… just… why?” She frowned and did her best to block out that delicious scent. “You need to change your shampoo or something. Okay. Let’s go find Rarity.”
“I’ll make a note of that,” Amy said as they began following Midnight again, not mentioning that she didn’t even have a mango-scented shampoo.
After some walking, they eventually found the Boutique. A rather hyper Pegasus filly had pointed them in the right direction. Midnight walked up to the door and raised a hoof to knock.
“It’s open,” somepony called out and Midnight nudged the door open, walking inside as Amy and Ace followed. The building looked a lot bigger on the inside, and Amy already noticed some ponnequins against one wall, one was dressed in gleaming crystal armour, accented with lace and silk, along with a more traditional wedding dress, one in white and one in a cyan blue. There was also another dress, still white, but had lavender accents and a six-pointed amethyst star just above the breast.
“Hey Rarity,” Midnight waved at the white Unicorn that entered the room. Even Ace couldn’t help but notice how attractive she was. Not as much as his little Amy and Cherry, but still…
“Hiya!” Amy greeted the pony with a wave from atop Ace.
“Oh my, I certainly wasn’t expecting to see you here Midnight, and bringing some friends on top of that.” Rarity looked the two over, the Griffon definitely had some rugged charm about him, but that tattered red scarf was in desperate need of replacing in her opinion.
The mare… for some reason, reminded Rarity of Pinkie Pie. Must just be pink ponies in general.
“So what can I do for you?” she asked and Midnight smiled.
“Well, I know that you’re super busy and all, but… I was hoping you might have time for one more dress?” Midnight’s ears had flattened and her eyes went wide as she gave the Unicorn a puppy-dog stare.
“Honestly darling,” Rarity sighed and glanced at Amy. “Then I am assuming correctly that this is the recipient of said dress?”
Amy nodded and dismounted from Ace, giving him a peck as she passed his face. “Yup yup! Nopony in Las Pegasus does custom orders, and Middy said that if we join our wedding with hers, it’d end up being in Ponyville.”
“Join your wedding?” Rarity frowned and looked to Midnight for a more reasonable answer.
“I should introduce you first,” Midnight giggled. “This is Ace, my life-long teacher and Amethyst Cream, one of my bestest friends. And they’re getting married also. Not to our herd, just each other.”
“Ah, well congratulations,” Rarity nodded.
“Thanks!” Amy chirped. “So, d’you think you can squeeze in one more dress?”
“Well, I may lose a night or two of sleep,” Rarity nodded. “But, we can’t have a mare go without a dress on her wedding day can we?” She floated over a tape measure and a notepad. “Well, let’s get some measurements then shall we?”
“Ah, before you do,” Midnight spoke up. “There is something you should know Raribear.”
The mare raised an eyebrow at the nickname, but motioned for Midnight to continue.
“She’s one of my special friends, like Scopey and Ledger.”
Rarity paused and looked at the bubbly mare. “Ah, well… I guess I should ask. What you intend to look like first then.”
“Like this!” Amy said before her form flashed pink, her illusion dropping in an instant. A pink-highlighted nymph was now standing in front of the white unicorn, grinning widely. “Hi again!”
“She’s even pink as a Changeling?” Rarity now had to wonder about her hyperactive friend. “Note, cast a reveal spell on Pinkie at some point.” She stepped closer and took her tape. “Well then… let’s get started.”
“M’kay,” the nymph said as she stood as Rarity instructed for her measuring. She just hoped Acey and Middy could entertain one another in a way that wasn’t sparring while this was going on.
At that moment, there was a loud squeal and Amy felt some serious fear kick in as her head turned to see a little filly gaping at her, her eyes wide and her fur standing on end.
“Oh not again,” Amy moaned, recalling the moments before the foals of Las Pegasus accepted her with disdain. Her head hung and she sighed before looking at the filly. “Get it over with.” Rarity noticed then that the vibrant pink her guest had been sporting had...dimmed slightly.
‘Interesting’ The mare thought and looked at the filly with a frown. “Sweetie Belle! Don’t be so rude as to scream at my guests. Now come over here and introduce yourself!”
“B-But that’s… that’s a…”
“A Changeling,” Rarity deadpanned. “I told you about them already remember? Twilight told you also. We had that big town meeting? You have one in your class.”
“Oh yeeahhhh,” Sweetie said and Amy felt the fear vanish in an instant. “Sorry. My name’s Sweetie Belle. What’s yours?”
“I’m Amethyst Cream,” Amy said, perking up noticeably after their little back and forth. “Call me Amy, all the foals of Las Pegasus do.”
“Okay, and sorry about that Miss Amy,” Sweetie blushed from embarrassment. “I guess I was a little surprised.”
“It’s okay!” Amy said as she returned to being bright pink. “Still, we were kinda in the middle of something. Maybe we can have some fun later?”
“Okay, OH! I should go and get the others!” And before Rarity could stop her, the filly had all but vanished.
“Oh sweet Celestia, now you’re in for it,” the mare groaned as she resumed measuring.
“Let’s just hope they wait until after you’re done, whoever they all are,” Amy said with a happy hum. “They can’t be any worse than Pinkie and me working together.”
Rarity stopped, her brain processing that. Now she remembered this mare.
Warning. Rarity.exe has suffered a fatal error. Please reboot.
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Reboot failed.
“You okay?” Amy asked, waving a hoof in front of the fashionista. “Hello in there.”
Rarity.exe is restarting in Safe Mode. The Unicorn blinked and finished taking the measurements.
“Thank you for visiting the Carousel Boutique,” she said robotically. “Your order will be ready in three to five days. Have a nice day.”
“Weird, but okay, I can live with that timeline,” Amy said as she walked back into the parlour. “Acey, I think I broke Rarity.”
Ace looked at Midnight, who smirked and held out a hoof. He grumbled as he placed a few bits on it and sighed.
“Damn, I thought it’d take you a little longer than that.”
“All I said was ‘they can’t be any worse than me and Pinkie working together,’ and she just stopped,” the pink nymph said as she redonned her illusionary disguise.
“Yeah, that’d do it,” Ace said, staring off into the distance. “A storm is brewing,” he muttered…
“Can’t be any worse than having Joyful around,” Midnight said. “You all worry too much. What’s the worst that can happen?”
“I dunno, but hopefully Rarity will be fixed soon,” Amy said as she looked back into the room she’d just come from. “We didn’t even discuss wedding bands…”
“We’ll have to go to a different store for that,” Midnight said as they left the Boutique. “And I know that there’s a nice place around here somewhere. Got a nice stone set into my first pair of wingblades. I think it’ll do.”
“Yay!” Amy cheered as she stood next to Midnight. “Lead on!”
Ace just chuckled as he followed them. At least this day hadn’t gotten too crazy yet…
At a certain clubhouse, on a certain farm, sat a certain group of foals.
And they were discussing a certain Changeling that Sweetie Belle had seen.
“So?” Scootaloo asked. “You think she’s here to take over the town?”
“Oh yes,” a small drone buzzed. “Because that’s what we Changelings do. Pillage and invade and steal all your ice-cream!”
“AHA! I knew it!” Scootaloo cried and the blue drone rolled his eyes.
“Well, she was a pink Changeling,” Sweetie started to say and the drone’s eyes widened.
“A Pink? You… you’re certain?”
“Yeah?” Sweetie replied slowly, wondering what her friends weird reaction was for. The drone stood up and walked towards the door.
“Nope. Mom said I should never mess with a Pink. I’m out!”
“Aww, come on!” Apple Bloom said. “You know the most about Changelings here.”
“Barely,” he replied. “I was born in Equestria. And Mom won’t tell me squat about the Hives. I know more about ponies than Changelings. But one of her rules was, never screw with a Pink.”
“So, she is a villain then?” Sweetie asked and the drone shrugged.
“I dunno, maybe?” he relied.
“So, we should capture her then!” Scootaloo said with a pump of her hoof. “We’d be heroes. Imagine the awesome Cutie Mark we’d get for that?”
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…
“CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS CHANGELING CATCHERS! YAY!”
“That… is the very definition of messing with a Pink,” the drone sighed. Still, these fillies were his only friends as well. “Fine. But I’m getting a pre-emptive ‘I told you so’ in right now.”
“Well that was easy, and less hectic than Rarity’s,” Amy said as she walked out of the shop Midnight had led her to. “At least they didn’t scream at my reveal.”
“Miss buggy!” a little purple unicorn filly ran out, a slip of paper in her mouth. “You forgotted your recip-rescent-this thing!” she held the receipt out for Amy to take.
“Aww, thanks for reminding me,” Amy said, leaning down to take the paper and rub the filly’s head in thanks. She giggled and nodded.
“Yahuh! No problems!” she said. “Oh, my name’s Dinky! An’ Sparky inside is my big sister!”
“Is that so?” Amy said as she put the receipt away. “Well you go tell her thanks as well, okay? You both did great jobs today.”
“Yay!” she did some adorable little dance that had Midnight and Ace clutching their chests. “Oh? An, I hope you have a nice wedding Miss Amy!”
“Since all the little foals of Las Pegasus can’t come cause it’ll be too far...D’you think you can spread the word among your friends?” Amy asked the filly. “There’ll be cake!”
“We can come too?” Dinky whispered in hushed awe. Amy nodded with a smile on her face.
Dinky beamed and tapped her chin before nodding. “Akay! I can do that!” she giggled and ran back inside to tell her sister the good news.
“Well, I got my guest list sorted while we were here,” Amy said with a happy hum. “Cake next, Middy?”
“To Sugarcube Corner!” Midnight cheered. A cold chill washed over the town at those words. Amy just followed after the bat, recalling something she and Pinkie had gone over. Where did that pink mare say she worked again?...
Ace stared at the gingerbread house of a building, wondering if it really was made of gingerbread.
Edit. It was not. And Amy told him off for trying.
And when they walked inside, the door was unlocked, but it was pitch black.
“This is just a little spooky,” Amy said as she looked around in the darkness. “Hello?”
Light suddenly flooded the room as several ponies shouted out.
“SURPRISE!”
Midnight shrieked and dove behind Ace, fully intending to use him as a meat shield. The room itself was decked out with streamers, balloons and all sorts of cakes and snacks. Pinkie bounced to the front of the group and beamed at them.
“Do you guys totally love your ‘Welcome to Ponyville’ party or what?”
Amy hummed for a moment, before walking over to the cakes and taking a small piece from each one. Very small. After sampling a few, she nodded and looked at Middy, who was still hiding behind Acey.
“You were right, Middy! She’s good at this cake thing!”
“I think I just had a bucking heart attack,” Midnight whispered and Ace nodded in agreement, it was about the only part of his body that would move at the moment.
“Whoohoo!” Pinkie cheered, tossing confetti everywhere. “Heya Creamy! Long time no see!”
“Hiya Pinkie, it’s been awhile since we last met up, huh?” Amy asked as she moved to hug the pink earth pony.
“Weeeel, probably not that long. But it’s felt like foreverrrr!” Pinke gave the nymph a bonecrushing hug as she held her up in front of her. “Sooo, what brings you to Ponyville?” She looked at Ace and Midnight and hummed. “Ohh, did you totally steal Middy from Levvy~?”
“Just for her tour guide services,” Amy said, returning the hug with as much enthusiasm as she could. “I’m actually here to see you.”
“Meee?” Pinkie tapped her chin as she thought about what the nymph could want. “Hmm, maybe you just wanted hugs? No, Oh! maybe you wanted to tell me you’re pregnant?”
“Nah, but not for a lack of trying,” Amy giggled. “I really, really need a cake for my wedding. Ledgy and I are gonna combine our ceremonies and have it here in three weeks, but I still don’t have a cake lined up for my wedding yet.”
“NO CAKE!?!?” Pinkie gasped, inflating from how much air she sucked in before deflating like a balloon. “That will not stand. I will make you the bestest cake EVER!!”
“I kinda want it to be about me, though the only really unique thing about me is that I work with ice-cream…” the disguised nymph hummed before a lightbulb flashed over her head. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking, Pinkie?”
“I think I am Goldie!” Pinkie giggled and the two mares looked at one another.
“ICE-CREAM CAKE!!” they cheered in unison.
“This won’t end well, will it?” Midnight said to Ace.
Ace was too busy watching the cute mares to complain. Amy pulled her scoops out of her saddlebag, eyes glinting as she considered how best to do this.
Yes, she’d packed her scoops. What of it?
“I don’t even question her anymore,” Ace said to Midnight before she could point it out. “Maybe we should leave them be for now? Enjoy the party?”
“Works for me I guess,” Midnight nodded. At least if Amy went off with Pinkie, that mango smell wouldn’t be so damned distracting.
“You got any ice cream around here, Pinkie? We should at least try this idea out while it’s still fresh!” Amy asked of her fellow pink mare.
“Follow me!” Pinkie said and pulled a lever, a trapdoor opening up and drooping the two mares out of sight. Midnight blinked at that, but again. Don’t question it. It’d just hurt.
Down below, Pinkie was giggling at Amy’s reaction to her Party Cave. The pink mare bouncing over to what appeared to be a large Vault and opened it…
Revealing what must have been EVERY flavour of ice-cream known to ponykind. Amy put her scoops down and wept slightly at the beauty of so much ice-cream gathered into one place. Eventually the nymph picked her scoops back up and nodded, ready to try and make her ice-cream cake.
“Let’s get delicious,” Amy said, tossing a scoop to Pinkie.
Pinkie nodded, twirling the scoop and smiling. This would be fun~
“Hmm...three flavors,” Amy said as the idea burned through her mind. “Strawberry, chocolate, mango.”
“Hmm, why mango?” the mare asked. “I dunno if that’d work with chocolate and strawberry.”
“Middy likes mango ‘cause she’s a batpony, and she’s probably going to invite her dad to the wedding,” Amy explained. “We’ll put it next to the strawberry and put the chocolate on the other side.”
“Well, if you want,” Pinkie said. “Just remember that this is your wedding also. I can throw in some separate mango stuffs for Middy and her folks.”
“Hmm...yeah, we could do that,” the pink ‘ling agreed. “How about vanilla then? For ponies that don’t get either?”
Chocolate, strawberry and vanilla swirl?” Pinkie said, already whipping up a small, cupcake sized one to try.
“Oooh, that sounds delicious!” Amy said as she watched the pink mare try hers. Pinkie held out one for Amy to try and she practically inhaled her ice-cream. Amy took the treat and chowed down, humming thoughtfully at the taste.
It was good. It was very good. An entire cake made like this would be even better. She looked over to Pinkie to see if she shared these sentiments. Pinkie had already finished her own treat as was now consuming a bucket of the stuff. She looked up, ice-cream coating her muzzle as she blinked and tilted her head.
“What?”
“We kinda need some of that for the cake,” Amy said, half-chidingly.
Pinkie nodded and put it away for now, before giving a little burp. And that was when Amy picked up on some emotions from the party above.
Foals.
And… A Changeling foal?
“I have to go!” Amy said, striking a dramatic pose. “The foals need me!...which way is the exit?” For all her looking around, she couldn’t spot one. Pinkie pointed at the slippery slide, while she was mixing a new batch of swirly ice-cream.
“Mkay!” Amy said as she walked up the slope. It was a stretch for her ability to walk up walls, but she was nothing if not persistent. As she reached the hatch and opened it, she saw Pinkie sit on the slide and just slide up the damned thing and out of the hatch.
“...That works too, I suppose,” Amy conceded as she rejoined the party, looking around for the foals she’d sensed earlier. She eventually saw them, huddled in a corner and whispering. And just as she sensed, there was also a little Blue drone with them.
Hmm, how best to approach?...maybe it’d be best to just listen from afar. She settled herself at the nearest snack table and waited.
“I still think this is a stupid idea, even for you guys,” the blue muttered.
“What? Y’all think our idea are dumb?” Apple Bloom protested.
“I still have tree sap stuck in my chitin from last time!” The Blue nodded.
“Ooh, maybe it’s a sign?” Sweetie giggled. “You could take Tree-Sap as your name?”
“Yeah, no.”
Amy giggled as she listened in on the little ones, before stifling it. She didn’t want to draw too much attention to herself…
“Well, what makes you think this is a bad idea Blue?” Scoots asked.
“Well, think about it,” he replied. “Would Miss Pinkie really throw a party for a villain? I really don’t think she’s out to steal our ice-cream you dodo.”
“I am not a dodo!” Scootaloo pouted.
“Guys!” Apple Bloom hushed them. “So what do we do then?”
“I don’t know… enjoy the party?” Sweetie suggested.
“Good idea,” Amy replied as she moved to stand in front of the foursome, grinning all the while. “Too bad you’re too late to enact it. Now you’re being visited by the hug monster.”
“Hug monster?” Sweetie deadpanned. She facehooved when the others shrieked and ran for it. Amy giggled before drawing the little unicorn into a hug.
“I just love foals,” the disguised pink nymph said as she nuzzled the little one. Sweetie Belle groaned, but at least the hug felt nice.
And that was when Midnight tacklehugged Amy.
“Cuddlepile?” Amy asked as she looked at the batpony.
“Cuddlepile!!” Apple Bloom and Scootaloo cheered, diving on top as well, followed by Pinkie and Dinky.
Blue sat to one side. He was too cool for cuddles.
“Somepony’s not joining in,” Amy called out. “Don’t make me find you~”
Nope. Blue made a beeline for the door...only to find himself encased in a pink aura as Amy giggled and zipped him over to the pile. Sometimes, only being under an illusion was fun. Now all she had to do was hope nopony saw that…
“Dang it,” Blue pouted as he was submerged into the hugpile. “This is totally not cool.” Still, he could help but feel tingly at all the love here. Ponyville was a freaking buffet.
“Mmm, I could get used to this,” Amy sighed happily. Foals were the best…
The clock tower outside chimed and Blue’s eyes widened. “Oh no! I gotta get home!” he said, launching from the pile like a cannonball and rocketing out of the room.
The pile had been suitably scattered from the blast, Scootaloo rubbing her head.
“Man, I gotta get him to tow my wagon when he does that. That’d be AWESOME!”
“He could probably cover the town in fifteen seconds,” Amy said, impressed with his speed.
“I know right!?” Scootaloo bounced up and down. Sweetie and Apple Bloom giggled as Scoots realised what they were about to say. “Don’t you even dare—”
“Scoots and Bluey, sittin’ in a tree!’ they sang as the Pegasus buried her face in her hooves. “H.U.G.G.I.N.G!”
“There’s nothing wrong with that,” Amy reassured the little pegasus.
“Urghh! So not cool,” Scootaloo groaned. The other fillies just giggled as Midnight picked herself up, dusting herself off.
“So, how went the cake-making?” she asked. Amy hummed happily before replying.
“Well enough before I got distracted. Which remiiiiiinds me, I need to go over some details with Pinkie still…like the frosting and what I want it to say.”
“I know what kind of frosting you like.” Ace said, pulling her into a hug. Midnight giggled and pulled the Griffon back.
“I can’t believe that I’m the one saying this, but down boy.”
“Aww,” Amy pouted as the griffon was pulled away. “Still, I oughta find Pinkie and hammer out those details with her.”
“Ohh, can I help with the hammering?” Ace asked again.
“Maybe later,” the pink nymph said with a smile. “Back in a bit~” Amy went back into the party in search of a pink mare.
“I’ll be back too,” Midnight nodded. “I kinda need to organise a place for us to stay, and I have the perfect idea!”
In the Cider household, things seemed to have calmed down a bit, and now they simply enjoyed some peaceful respite in the living room, warmed by the fireplace.
At least until a scroll flash into existence in front of Twilight, causing her to flinch. She snared the scroll and read it, before giggling lightly.
“What is it?” Ledger asked, giving her a quick nuzzle.
“It seems that Ponyville is suffering from the combined efforts of one Pinkie Pie and one Amethyst Cream, sprinkled with some Ace and Midnight Song,” Twilight smiled. “And Middy is wondering if she can stay at the castle tonight.” She tapped her chin and hummed. “Hmm, I don’t know…”
“Probably not a wise idea,” Ledger said before shrugging. “Maybe send the message, ‘you break it, you buy it’? Amy’s kinda been...relentless about having a foal with Ace.”
“Hmm,” She wrote something down and chuckled before sending it. “There we go, one sexy-times free castle. That should put a little damper on it.”
“Dare I ask what magic spell you wrote down to ensure that?” Ledger asked, if only to make sure it wasn’t used against him.
“Ah, I don’t have a spell that could do that… well, not from this distance anyway,” Twilight said, enjoying the look of panic on his face for that. “As long as Spike doesn’t find out and they clean up afterwards, I don’t mind. Poor Middy is going to be all alone though.”
“Yeah, shame we haven’t worked out how to transfer other beings vast distances with your waypoint system yet,” Ledger said, before recalling the day Twilight had brought her friends over. “Hang on a moment…”
Twilight just gave him the biggest smile. “Yeessss?”
“...If I asked you very nicely, could you send me to Ponyville?” Ledger asked, testing the waters as to whether it was possible or not.
Twilight giggled and looked at the Madame. “Miss Gossip? Would you and everypony else like to come and visit my castle?”
“Unfortunately, I have to get back home,” the Madame said. “I can’t be away too long, and Las Pegasus is the only reliable destination I can teleport to from the Silver Hive.” She stood up and ambled over to her son, giving him a quick peck on the head. “Take care, son.”
“You too, mom,” Ledger said as his father and step-father stood up as well, Joyful clinging to Peaceful’s back.
“Bye big brother, bye new sisters!” the little pink ‘ling called from her father’s back. All the mares waved goodbye, Twilight teleporting out, before returning a moment later with a small box.
“I have a gift for you Joy,” she said. And when the filly opened it, it held a smaller replica of the Princess's tiara.
“For me?” Joyful asked, holding it like it was a priceless treasure.
“Mhmm, a little princess needs a tiara right?”
Joyful smiled even wider as she put it on her head, slightly crooked. Twilight giggled and fixed it with her magic.
“There we go, such a cute Princess, right Ledger?”
“Yep,” the drone agreed as he looked at his smallest sibling. “I don’t think anything could stand up to those levels of cute.”
“Yay!” Joyful cheered. Peaceful rolled his eyes, knowing she would be even more hyper now, and that he would have to deal with it.
Scope and Velvet waved from the couch they were sitting on, the Unicorn mare reading the book that Scope had been writing in for the last month or so.
“Well, I’ll guess we’ll see you all again for the wedding then?” Twilight asked.
“Wishful and I, certainly,” the Madame said with a nod. “The others, maybe.”
“I think I heard Inspired say something about looking his daughter up,” Wishful supplied as they made their way to the front door.
“Oh dear,” the Madame said. “That promises to be...exciting.”
“If I may ask,” Twilight said. “How many husbands do you have?”
“Six,” the Madame said. “My sons and daughters tend to take after their fathers, with the exception of Ledger and Joyful.”
“Yup, we’re ‘special’ as Mommy puts it,” Joyful giggled. Twilight Velvet looked at the Madame and nodded understandingly.
“Still, they mean the world to me, all of them,” the silver nymph said, looking at Twilight Sparkle pointedly.
“You’ve made that abundantly aware,” Twilight nodded, not backing down. “And I believe I have made you aware of where I stand as well,” and pointedly stood right next to Ledger.
“Just as long as neither of us forget, then I foresee no problems,” the mare said with a smile. “Take care, all of you.”
Twilight and the rest bid them farewell as they teleported away, the alicorn all but collapsing onto Ledger and sighing. “That was exhausting,” she groaned.
“Welcome to the family,” Ledger said, nuzzling her. “You get to put up with her just like I have.”
“Nope, I can teleport,” she said. Twilight Velvet just chuckled as she got up and placed a hoof over her daughter's shoulder.
“And now you know my pain, everytime we go and visit your Grandma,” she said in a knowing tone. “More than twenty years, and she still thinks I’m not right for her boy.”
“Is it too late to back out?” Twilight asked Ledger. “Can you get a refund on a relationship?”
“I’m not sure you ever asked for a receipt,” Ledger said jokingly.
“Dang, guess I’m stuck here then,” Twilight giggled. “Now, I think I might go as well. Somepony has to keep the little bat company tonight~”
“Didn’t you just offer a trip to all of us?” Ledger teased. “I wouldn’t mind helping~”
“I know you wouldn’t,” Twilight giggled, booping him on the nose. “But then, I haven’t spent any alone time with Midnight… and, I’m a little curious about something.”
“Mm, fair enough then,” Ledger conceded. “Just don’t forget to bring her back with you in the condition you found her in tomorrow.”
“Well, provided the experiment is successful, no promises~” Twilight said, wiggling that little purple plot at him before teleporting herself. Ledger looked over to the remaining mares, two of which he slept with and one of which was a parent to the recent teleportee.
“Are you satisfied I’m not a monster out for your daughter’s love yet, miss Velvet?” Ledger asked the older mare.
“Oh, you’re definitely a beast that wants her love,” she giggled. “But not in the context I initially assumed. Don’t worry, you pass Mr. Level.”
“Thank goodness,” Ledger said, sighing a little at her approval.
“Were you honestly that worried dear?” Velvet asked, still reading Scope’s book and making a few adjustments to the grammar. “Besides, I doubt you’d leave my daughter, even if I didn’t approve.”
“Yeah, Ledger’s kind of stubborn like that,” Scope agreed.
“Nor do I think Twilight is the sort to just take a command to leave her stallionfriend lying down,” Ledger pointed out. “And Cider’s parents were a little more shocked at the ‘dating a changeling’ bit than you, so forgive me if I’m cautious.”
“I said it’s fine,” Velvet said as Scope glared at him and stepped hopped off of the couch.
“Ledger. It’s all fine. No need to get hostile alright?”
“I’m just…” Ledger sighed before shaking his head. “I’m probably overthinking it anyways. Ah well.” He looked up at Cider and Scope before smiling softly. “So, what’s the plan for dinner?”
“Hmm, ah’m thinkin…”
“FRITTER FEAST!” her sister shouted from the kitchen, the table already being spread with a bunch of appetizers. Ledger smiled as he walked over, salivating already.
“Cider, I love your family. Have I mentioned this before?”
“Multiple times, and you can show aalll that love to me later. Right now?” She grabbed the large apple fritter he had his eyes in and wolfed it down. “If eaffin tum!”
“I can agree to that!” he said, snatching up two smaller ones and chowing down on one, tempted to let out a moan at the taste that flooded his mouth. Cider held no such reservation and let out a sensual moan as she bit into another fritter, the apple sauce running down her chin as she chewed slowly.
“Is there anything you can’t make delicious?” Ledger questioned Apple Fritter rhetorically between bites.
“Hmm, maybe? Dunno,” Fritter replied as she piled dish after dish onto the table. Velvet and Scope walked over, both licking their lips as Apple Leaves brought out a two fresh pots of coffee and apple tea.
“You know me so well,” Ledger said as he polished off the second fritter, pouring himself and Scope a cup of coffee and dunking a sugarcube in each. Scope thanked him and then looked at Cider, who was biting into a cupcake that had a cherry on top… and when she ate the cherry, Scope struck, pulling the mare into a deep kiss as she ate the fruit right out of her mouth with a long, low moan.
“Dinner and a show,” Ledger mused as he took the opportunity to sneak more snacks while they were snacking on each other.
“Apparently,” Velvet mused as she sipped at her tea and nibbled on a few of the treats.
Fritter had to turn away, she was not going to enjoy her own sister making out, regardless of how hot it was.
Eventually the kiss broke and Scope let out a happy hum. “Mmm, tasty~”
“You’re telling me,” Ledger said, as he’d eaten several of the snacks in the time they’d been kissing. Scope and Cider turned and started wolfing down food. Apple Leaves brought out the main course, a large serving of tasty apple salad and true to her words with Joyful, Fritter had made an effort.
In front of the two Changeling, she placed plates of fried fish, a small side of tartar sauce and lemon juice, along with some steamed vegetables.
“Oh my,” Ledger said as he looked the fish over. “This looks...quite tasty indeed. I can’t imagine it was easy for you to do…”
“Not really,” Fritter said. “But, ah’ve been awful rude to y’all. So consider this a little apology from me.”
“You didn’t have to do that,” Ledger said, though he didn’t turn down the fish at all. He’d been planning to visit Fredrick’s now that he’d gotten some fish back in the city again. He still would, but Fritter’s efforts came first. “Still...thank you. Remind me to return the favor some day.”
“Ah said it’s fine,” Friter replied, looking a little abashed. “Jus’ hold yer horses until ya actually try it. Ah ain’t ever cooked sumthin’ like that before.”
“Doesn’t mean I can’t still appreciate it and cook for you again some day,” Ledger riposted, before he delicately cut a piece off with his silverware. He popped the fish in his mouth and hummed as he tasted it.
“S’good huh?” Scope whispered as she had already polished off like half her plate. Ledger nodded and began eating his with gusto. Apparently the answer to his earlier question was no, there was not anything Fritter could not make delicious.
“Ah’m glad you like it,” Fritter beamed. Gah, the happiness, if Ledger was a Pink, he’d probably pop right about now. It still flavored the meal by making it seem extra-sweet, but he dealt with it.
“Like I said,” Ledger said as he got to the halfway point of his fish. “Remind me to cook for you one day. I’ve learned a few things from Fredrick that you might like.”
“Sounds good,” Fritter nodded. “Now, iffn y’all don’t mind, ah got somewhere to be tonight.” She filled a basket with some of the delicious treats and gave the group a nod. “Have a good night everypony.”
“Take care,” Ledger said with a wave as he returned to demolishing his fish. Scope extended the same courtesy, and then leaned over and licked some sauce off of Ledger’s lips, humming at the taste~
“Cheeky,” the drone said before returning the favor.
“You know it,” Scope giggled. “Oh, and just an fyi, Sugar may want to snuggle the crap out of you when you see her next.”
“Oh dear,” Ledger said with a sigh. “That sounds...bothersome.” Deciding not to think about it for now, the drone went back to polishing off his dinner.
“You’re telling me,” she sighed as she continued to stuff her face. Gods, this mountain of food didn’t seem to diminish in the slightest. Velvet and Leaves were busy chatting away, so it seemed to be up to Cider and the two ‘lings to attack this consumable beast.
Their efforts were valiant, but in the end, it was an enemy they couldn’t overcome, not with their biggest eaters in Ponyville.
“Urrghhh!” Scope groaned, rubbing her bloated belly. “So. Much. Foooood…”
“Blargh,” Ledger agreed, having had an equally large amount. “Tempted to just teleport up to bed, so I don’t hafta walk and drag this belly up the stairs…”
“Lazy magic users,” Cider and Leaves echoed, earning a small frown from Velvet, but she had to agree with Ledger in that department. “Hmm, that does beg the question though, I’m afraid that I didn’t make prior arrangements as to where I might be staying,” she hummed.
And nopony had cleaned the spare room when the Madame decided to… use it.
“Didn’t you get here because you used Twilight’s Waypoint system?” Ledger pointed out.
“Yes, why?” Velvet asked.
“Then your home is a teleport away,” Ledger concluded. “Which leaves us time to air out the spare room,” though he would really rather not, “and if we don’t manage it before nightfall, the living room is still an option for Leaves and Fritter.”
“Well, I guess I could just do that as well,” Velvet said, a little miffed that he basically just told her to leave.
“Don’t get me wrong, I would love to have you around,” Ledger said, picking up on her mood shift. “We just don’t have a lot of options at the moment. If we can get the spare room in order before nightfall, you’re welcome to stay.”
“But then Leafy and Fritter would be put out,” Velvet smiled. “Don’t worry dear. I’ll be heading home soon.”
“Well ah reckon mah daughter doesn’t plan on coming back tonight, and you are quite nice to talk to,” Apple Leaves said. “Come on Velvet. Stay?”
Twilight Velvet sighed and rolled her eyes. “Fine. But only because you insist. Now, let’s help these stuffed ponies upstairs and get cracking on that room. I could use some ammunition against Lady Gossip later~”
“You really don’t have to,” Ledger weakly protested, both not wanting to clean up the room himself, and not wanting to pawn that mess off to their guests.
“I cleaned up after a teenage colt all the time dear,” Velvet smiled. “Don’t worry, it can’t be any worse as to what he and Cadence would get up to…”
And later, as Scope, Cider and Ledger lay in bed, he could hear Velvet’s voice.
“Dear Celestia, this is sooo much worse…”
“I tried to warn her,” Ledger said as he just cuddled the mares.
The Love Shack was always far more active at night, and the farmmare got a few looks as she walked inside, carrying a basket that the most divine smells were coming from. Still, she looked left and right, wondering if she was still wanted here…
She got her answer when there was a pop off to her side and a familiar unicorn form appeared next to her. “Hello~” Sugar cooed as she came closer to the farmpony. She yelped from the sudden appearance, but quickly calmed her nerves a little.
“W-Well, ah’m here… like y’all asked,” she said. She glanced back at the food. “Oh, ah brought some stuff…”
“Dessert brought dinner?” the disguised nymph giggled. “That sounds delicious. Why don’t you come back to my room where we can all discuss it?~”
“Ah, sure, ah guess,” Fritter nodded. This situation was certainly new, and she wasn’t sure what this mare was more hungry for. When they arrived, Moondancer was going through one of Sugar’s books.
“Hmm?” She looked up and pushed up her glasses. “Ohh, you brought our new friend?”
“And she brought us food as well~” Sugar purred before walking over to Moondancer and giving her a quick kiss.
“Oh?” Moondancer inquired as Fritter nodded and opened the basket. The Unicorn took a look inside and inhaled. She lifted a fritter out and looked at the mare. “Hmm, lets see if it tastes as good as she looks~”
She bit into it and then froze, her eyes wide. Sugar blinked and waved a hoof in front of Moondancer, wondering what was going on.
The mare shuddered and then moaned, looking at the dessert. “Oh sweet merciful gods, I think I just came…”
“It can’t be that good,” Sugar said defiantly as she lifted her own fritter out of the basket to eat.
Moondancer didn’t respond, as she just nibbled on her fritter and sighed happily. A quick bite from Sugar found that yes, it could be that good. It was the nymph’s turn to shudder and moan at the food of the Apple family.
“Ah take it… that you like it?” Fritter said with just a hint of smugness.
“It’s a shame you don’t live here,” Sugar said as she eventually came back from the pure bliss the food sent her to. “Otherwise, I would bribe you to cook for us all the time~”
“As temptin’ as that sounds,” Fritter chuckled. “Ah have a farm t’run back home. But yer more than welcome t’come and visit.”
“Oh I am so doing that,” Moondancer sighed. “Now, should we tell her the reason we called her here?”
“I rather think she can guess,” Sugar replied, giving her marefriend a quick kiss again.
“Well, ah reckon ah do,” Fritter nodded and smiled. “But humor me anyway?”
Moondancer nodded, and looked at Sugar, at least waiting for permission first.
“Go ahead,” Sugar said to Moondancer. “You can go first~”
The Unicorn nodded and scooted closer, licking her lips. “Well, why do you think we invited you?”
“W-Well, if ah had to guess,” Fritter hummed. “It’s because ya’ll—” That was all she got before Moondancer sealed her lips with a sensual kiss. A teasingly slow one, nibbling her lower lip, her tongue teasing the tip of the other mares…
“It’s because we find you highly attractive,” Sugar purred as she felt the lust in the room start to rise.
Moondancer broke the kiss eventually and nodded with a satisfied smile. “I can safely attest that she does indeed taste as good as she looks~”
Apple Fritter just blushed and rubbed her forehooves together. It had been a long time since she’d been complimented like this. Sugar closed in next, wanting her own taste test with the mare.
“My turn~” she said, before drawing Apple Fritter into a deep kiss, intending to taste the mare quite thoroughly. Well this was different, and it reminded Fritter a little of Midnight. She moaned into the kiss though, her tongue was so good~
Eventually the disguised nymph broke the kiss and smacked her lips before nodding. “You’re right, she’s extremely tasty.” And then her look turned even more devious. “I wonder if she’s tasty all over?...”
“Hmm, why don’t you find out?” Moondancer hummed. “I’ll take notes~”
“Ya know, ah reckon that’s a mighty fine idea,” Fritter smiled and leaned back, giving the mares a little show. Sugar hummed and kissed the Apple mare on the lips again, before trailing her kisses further south as she began to explore her again~
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For such a long story this had an incredible update speed.
7057043 it cus thay r dun with it
ps love this chapter
We're far past the point where this story could have been a tiny bit serious (and that's why I like it) but this just looks wrong.
7057043 they completes it a few months back and are just editing it and posting chapters at this point
Welp... Now if only Joyful got to Ponyville as well.
Pinkie, Amy And the CMC?
ARG.. you mind, Ive already lost a monitor this week, I havent finished backing up this system to be reading things this chaos laced.
Depends how large you want the cake to be, and if you use proper Hard Ice cream, not the petroleum based Mr Whippy stuff. Think of building with ice, and look how large those sculptures get when kept cold.
Poor Rarity. the only thing I think that would confuse her more is if Blueblood walked in her door, apologised profusely, and then begged her to make him look like Big Mac in Sisterhooves Social.
Oh god...
Amy...and Pinkie...and the CMC?! With Middy there?!
Ponyville, you are about to face the greatest foe you will ever face...
Yay we're doomed
7057930 just wait for the wedding, joyful will be there too, and possibly a lot more pink changelings
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O-kaay...
Cue Rarifaint!
Well, Ponyville still stands, I think we're all set!
Keep going! ;)
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If you ask me, I'd say Discord had a paw in causing that level of mischief. After all, he's the one who would gather them all in one spot, get the popcorn, the 3-D glasses, and watch what happens.
7057438 Bad Bad Bad idea. IT could break the universe
7060007 and all pinks look at eachother as family. as well as the pink hive being in equestria. well, there gose the space time continum. i think obiwan is going to die from the force of this shockwave...goodby multiverce..
SSSOOO many laughs this chapter.
This is the first thing that came to my mind when i read that
that reminds me of a scene in one of the "cricket-verse" stories by Bucking Nonsense: Sweetie Belle meets a changeling named "mole cricket", she screams, "eek! a changeling!" and he responds, "eek! a screaming pony!" and pretends to cower in fear...
Ok I'm confused....... in an earlier chapter the cmc tried to be bug catchers ( tossing a net on Leger) and Leger told Twilight about his past romantic experience ( calling her a prying mantis)..... did I miss some reality warping or something?
oh, that reminds me of a story: someone ordered a cake that said "happy birthday" in red frosting, and got one that said:
happy birthday in red frosting
true story-i read that on a website called "cake mistakes"!
Did... Did you guys seriously not write a Lost Stanza chapter for whatever The Madame was up to in the guest room that everyone was saying to stay away from? I am so disappointed. I have all this curiosity and it's going to remain unfulfilled...
I'm reminded of team four stars DBZ abridged, "OH GOD ITS EVERYWHERE!"
...really
The universe: Two Pinks have meet... I can go with this.
*When the universe realised one is Pinkie Pie*
The Universe: O by the big bang... Nooooooooo!!!
If only there was a term for the practice of exchanging money for a skill or service.
A glorious future is ahead, has the Gauntlet of Fire happen as of yet?
Great food and cute company, mlp is indeed a environment one can dream about
👍