Oh, I've got one of those, too!

If there was something positive to say about Twilight Sparkle is that she keeps her promises and keeps her good.

Rainbow Dash seldom saw Ponyville’s library adorned with banners, streamers and colored balloons as far as the eye can see. Actually, she never saw a real party being held in there.

Applejack’s barn saw more parties than that place!

But, lo and behold, Twilight was the cool friend she always was and every festive detail was in there. Even though there was something terribly off in it.

Sure, Rainbow wasn’t the kind of pony to refuse a free party with free food and drink, especially those fried pickles that were in grave danger of running out before their time, and Twilight was a good friend that did her best but the way that each balloon and papercut pony hanging around was placed there as if some mathematical equation pre ordered it to be so.

The fact that Twilight was continually adjusting a centrepiece like it was a matter of life and death didn’t help. Nor her mutters of ‘according to my calculation...’ and such. Not to mention the pegasus caught a quick glimpse of some schematics laying on the floor that Twilight pushed away with a hoof, discreet as an elephant...

Strange thing to notice when another friend is doing everything in her power to embarrass one’s future child and its future’s mother.

“Aren’t you the mosth adorable, little, thing in the world?” Rarity cooed and made faces at Rainbow Dash’s belly with her lips puckered and waiting to shower the unborn foal of kisses, whose mother really, really, really wanted to be elsewhere. “Yesh, you are!”

The pegasus’ eyeballs rolled up only to fall on the large banner that said in brightly colored letters: “We’re-having-babies-party-Whooohoo!”

The only input that Pinkie provided and Twilight did her best to imitate the calligraphy.

Rainbow insisted on a more original name for it, but in the end, she couldn’t think of a catchier, more accurate name than that. The ‘Whoooohoo’ was a nice touch she had to admit. Besides, deep in her heart, those were totally the words she would say.

At least the entertainment was good. Trixie of all ponies was providing for it. “Watch as the Great and Powerful Trixie pulls from her hat…” she sunk her foreleg in it and grabbed a grey pegasus from her mane, who looked slightly confused but still happy. “...a beautiful assistant!

Everypony cheered at the trick, the room resounding at the sound of their hooves.

“Oh my, I never thought you would really come!” Twilight said as she poured two glasses of punch for the two guest.

“The Great and Powerful Trixie never says no to a party.”

“Diiii-tto!” the mailmare clinked her glass together with Trixie’s. “I’m so happy we are friends again.”

“We never stopped being so.” Twilight patted Derpy’s back who blushed like crazy.

“Just a shame Spike isn't there.”

“Same reason I didn’t bring Dinky. We had this party with so little notice while she planned that sleepover with all the foals she knew. Plus, Spike.”

“Well, it was three months of notice versus two days.” Trixie downed her glass. “Still, it’s nice she knows somepony and dragons of her age.”

“Well, she said she felt lonely. “ Derpy caught with the tail of her hair a curtain of a pink mane approaching from above.

“Um, I don’t want to interrupt but what exactly happened between you three?” Fluttershy floated beside Twilight, Derpy and Trixie and tilted her in confusion.

“I hit Twilight in the head but we are friends now.” Derpy flashed a silly smile while Twilight and Trixie thwacked their foreheads.

Fluttershy blinked. “Of course.”

Rainbow coughed to signal somepony, anypony, to save her from the baby crazy monster formerly known as Rarity. “I don’t think he or she can hear you yet. I don’t know if it’s a he or she yet. It's a bit too early to tell. Am I right, Twi?”

“Yes, Rainbow.” Twilight nodded. “Their biological sex needs a few more months to be defined. Or their ears for that matter. Or their central nervous syst—”

“This doesn’t lessens my statement, darling.” Rarity playfully pinched one of Rainbow’s cheek.
“To me, they already are the most adorable, little thing in the world. And once they’re born I’ll make the littlest, most adorable adorable outfits that I can make. I could have knitted something in advance if I knew it earlier.”

“Hey, no problem. We have known for what, a couple of days?”

Pinkie Pie giggled from the other side of the room, as Fluttershy was hugging her deeply, holding onto her like she was afraid to lose the pink pony to the vacuum of space. “Aww, thank you, Rarity! Our foals will love them. I’m sure of that.”

“I really, really hope you two know what you’re doing.” Fluttershy cried out as she disengaged from Pinkie’s embrace before jumping few inches in front of Rainbow Dash. “In fact, let me know if there’s anything you need—"

“Aaand that’s four…” Applejack dryly commented, rolling her eyes. “Got all of us. How’s that even work?!” she whispered to Twilight, who nodded with a relaxed smile on her face.

“You decided already on their names, haven’t you?” Fluttershy blinked. “Uhm, not that I’m pressuring you or something…”

“Well, Dashie and I decided that she would choose the name of mine and I’m deciding hers. So far we have Surprise if she’s a filly.” Pinkie put a hoof under her chin, lost in her thoughts. “But no colt names, nor anything for Dashie…”

“Well, luckily I’ve brought this for you!” Twilight opened her saddlebag and magically pulled out a small book. “It’s a foal’s names book. Maybe there’s something you’ll like.”

“I think it lacks the personal touch this way, darling.” Rarity put a hoof on the purple unicorn’s shoulder. “I think it’s something every parent has to choose for themselves. I don’t think your parents choose your name from a book, right?”

“Well, no...Even though my mom named me after herself and they named her after her grandma...”

“Names are kind of a tradition in the Apple family, too. Granny’s great grandma was called Applejack, too. And ah think there’s a Big Macintosh in my Pa’s family tree. It’s so common.”

“Rainbow’s mother has a nice name. What was it again...” Fluttershy rubbed her temples to stimulate her neurons. “It started with a F…”

“Forsooth?” Pinkie suggested to Rarity’s confusion.

“No, something else. It’s an animal name…”

“Philamena?”

“No! That’s Princess Celestia’s pet phoenix. Also, I don’t think it was a bird name.”

“And technically it starts with a P.” Twilight coughed out.

“Fell Dragon?”

“Now you’re just saying random things for random’s sake for randomness!” Fluttershy’s legendary accommodating nature slightly cracked. but the pegasus quickly composed herself. “I’m sorry If I raised my voice.”

“It’s Firefly.” Rainbow threw her forelegs in the air in frustration. “I always thought it was so easy to remember. I mean, everypony knows fireflies!”

Fluttershy rubbed the bridge of her nose with a hoof. “Of course!”

“I like it!” Pinkie chirped, jumping up and down on the spot. “It’s short, right to the point, sounds cute and it’s the name of best pegasus’ ever’s mommy! Firefly Pie is it! It sounds so cool already!”

“If it’s a filly!” Rainbow immediately added. “We are doing this only if it’s a filly. What if he’s a colt? Poor guy might be stuck with a girl’s name just because his mommies couldn’t find better names. Twi! Find some names in that book of yours!”

“What’s your Daddy’s called then?” Pinkie tilted her head while Twilight nervously browsed through her book’s pages, completely oblivious.

“What?” Something struck Rainbow Dash right in the chest, a cold clutch of panic grabbing her without mercy.

“Your Daddy’s name. If it’s a colt I’ll call it like that.”

“There are a lot of cute names around. Why do you have use that?”

“Because only one belongs to your daddy! Unless he has several names, in which case I’ll have to use only one but that still belongs to him.”

“But why do you have to use that name?”

“Because you said I could choose any name I wanted for your foal and I want to use your daddy’s!” Pinkie stomped and nearly threw herself headfirst at Dash. “What’s wrong with your daddy?”

“M-my daddy? What’s wrong with my daddy? Why can’t we use yours, then?” Rainbow lunged forward and poked Pinkie’s snout with her own, visibly annoyed, even enraged, and firing from her nostrils.

A palpable air of hostility filled the room, hostility so unlike the other girls ever saw, so unlike Rainbow and Pinkie. Just a minute ago the two were getting perfectly along and now they were nearly at each other’s throats! Pinkie wasn’t as angry as she seemed, though. She felt a deep sadness that was barely visible in those deep blue eyes. Sadness of knowing that there was something that saddened Dash as well and forced her to be so grumpy and scared.

Before the things spiraled out of control Pinkie just kissed her on the nose and Rainbow Dash’s little outburst just deflated. Nopony had to be sad on her watch, least of all her Dashie.

“You’re cute when you’re angry.” Pinkie giggled and the other girls gave a small sigh of relief. Fluttershy was hiding under the table the moment Rainbow raised her voice an octave too much.

Rainbow ran a hoof through her mane and tried her best to avoid Pinkie’s gaze. “It’s Blitz...It’s Rainbow Blitz...Sorry.”

“No problem, Dashie. You know, there is still time for that. Like Twilight said we don’t know if they are even a he or a she, right?” she landed a small kiss on Rainbow’s cheek. “If you don’t want to talk about it yet we can wait.”

Dash chuckled, embarrassed. She hated herself for that outburst, hated herself for losing her temper with the pony she loved the most. But when she heard somepony else talking about him...Dash couldn’t see right but that wasn’t an excuse.

There was a knock on the door and Twilight silently thanked the unknown’s pony timing at defusing such an awkward situation. “I’m going.” Twilight trotted away and opened it with a magic touch.

“Why, hello Twilight!” Mr. Cake sported a wide smile, adjusting his mane and straightening his tie.”Is everypony here already?”

“Yes, they are. Pinkie worried that you two wouldn’t show up. What took you so long?”

“Well, we just got the good news and my wife didn’t think it was so goo—”

“Where is she?” A bright blue flash barged in and nearly trampled Mr. Cake as it made its way in the library, loose papers flying around in her wake. “Where is that adorable, irresponsible Pinkie Pie?” Mrs. Cake cried out and threw frantic glances among the guests. Fluttershy sighed in defeat and crawled back under the table.

Pinkie Pie gulped loudly and took a nervous step closer to Dash. She quickly patted her with a wing as if to say ‘good luck, honey.’ Well, Pinkie had strongly hoped the honey part.

“Hi, Mrs. Cake. Welcome to the party...I guess?” she flashed a nervous grin and a huge drop of sweat crossed her brow.

The older mare lunged at Pinkie in a crushing hug, causing the party pony to squeak a little. “How could have this happened?!” she bawled. “My little filly it’s not a filly anymore! How could you get baked so soon?”

Pinkie Pie steeled herself and unleashed all of her composure, her rationality and her self control to not burst out in the most potent laughter Equestria has heard. All the girls must have been doing the same since, well, even a party animal can understand when somepony’s else is genuine and would be downright mean to laugh, even if the joke is so good.

“Well, I guess you know that story with the birds and the bees. It just happened.”

“No, I mean...Who’s the father? Who is that even more irresponsible stallion that knocked you up? Who could have touched my little girl?!”

Rainbow took a step forward and saw her life passing before her eyes. It was a good life she lived, after all. Shame it had to end so soon. “I am that irresponsible, ma’am. “

Mrs. Cake turned and squinted her eyes, circling around Rainbow to examine every nook and cranny of the pegasus. “Very funny.” the older mare sneered. “Now where is he?”

“It really is me.” Rainbow rolled her eyes. “Yeah, feel free to think it’s weird.”

Mrs. Cake glanced at Pinkie who nodded. She turned again towards Rainbow and, very calmly, poured herself a glass of punch. Rainbow closed her eyes and prepared to have the drink spat on her coat. Instead, Mrs. Cake simply swallowed it and, still eerily calm, asked: “Pinkie, do you respect my intelligence?”

“No, Mrs. Cake! I mean, I do respect you, but this is the truth. Dashie is the father of my foal. And the other way around!.”

“W-what?” Mrs. Cake’s eye twitched weakly. “How’s that even...you too?” She jammed a hoof on Rainbow’s chest. “But how? How’s that—”

“Magic.” All the girls said at the same time as Mr. Cake tried to shake his wife out of her amazement.

“Well, that kinda makes sense.” Carrot Cake forcibly chuckled as his wife shook her head and her rightful anger seeped again in her eyes.

Well, at least half of it it’s magic, Rainbow thought, her secret still being kept.

“This means I have to blame you, too!” Twilight gulped in fear and quickly eyed under the table, still hoping that Fluttershy wasn’t already down there but in vain. Pinkie and Dash saluted her as the pink pony played a quick snippet of a funeral march from an out of nowhere flugelhorn.

“Twilight!” The librarian nearly expected a punch in the face, but instead the older mare grasped her hoof between her own. “You’re a level headed, intelligent pony. How could you’ve let them do...whatever they did because I certainly don’t want to know?”

Twilight sighed heavily. She didn’t want to blame Mrs. Cake, but it seemed to her that the whole universe was blaming her in return...until she saw Applejack’s green eyes and her warm smile, her words of encouragement and forgiveness echoing in her mind. “I made a mistake. I won’t sugarcoat it. I didn’t predict that…” She bit her lip, thinking on how to excise the most embarrassing details. “That it was virile.”

Mrs. Cake still winced. Could have been worse.

“But I know that I care about my friends as much as you. They decided to keep their foals, after all and I’ll do my best to help them be proper parents. And the same goes for all of us!”

Rarity, AJ and Fluttershy nodded, the pegasus finally having crawled out of the table. Trixie acted a little nonchalant until Derpy nudged her a little. The unicorn rolled her eyes and nodded as well.

Mrs. Cake cried a single tear of joy. “My little girl has grown.” She turned to hug both the blue pegasus and the party mare. Mr. Cake shrugged and just joined in the hug to the collective ‘Aaaaawww’ of the group.

“Know that we will be here for you.”

“I know. You are my second mommy and daddy and I love you so much. I hope I won’t be too much of a bother when they are born.”

“You won’t be. We’ll be keeping all the toddler’s stuff the twins don’t use and I think we have a second cradle around here.” Mr. Cake stopped to give a quick sniffle. “And I’ll teach you to change their diapers and everything. Oh, they grow up so fast!”

“We will give everything you need until you and Dash settled down properly. We just want the best for you.” Mrs. Cake brushed Pinkie’s mane who cooed gently.

“Settled down?” Rainbow blinked. “What do you mean by that?”

“It means you’ll have to give her a real home and stay always by her side and your foals and make her a honest mare!

“A honest mar—” Rainbow’s gears broke. Her eye started to twitch slightly. “I mean, shouldI marry her?”

“Well, duh!” the married couple shouted. Dash took a few steps backward as her head spun in confusion. It wasn’t against the idea of marrying Pinkie per say, but the whole idea of settling down, losing a tiny sliver of her freedom even if she had responsibility, a huge responsibility toward Pinkie Pie, it was mostly equine to react this way.

“Wait a minute!” Rainbow shouted in return. “Since she knocked me up as well...shouldn’t she be the one to marry me? Equal opportunities and all?”

“It’s true!” Pinkie hopped in place a few times. “In fact, let me think about it…” she ran near Twilight's door and turned inside out her saddlebag from which came out a mask of a Fluttershy’s costume, a rubber chicken, a jeweled cup radiating a holy light, a punk rock vinyl, a Vinyl scratch plushie, a jar containing a galaxy...but no rings. “Shoot!”

Pinkie Pie went to the refreshments table and ripped some aluminum paper Twilight used to cover the pineapple appetizers. She twisted and turned the paper until it was turned into a crude and incredibly light imitation of a ring.

“Oh my!” Rarity held a hoof to her forehead and nearly fell on the floor, only to Fluttershy and Twilight to catch her with a wing and a foreleg respectively.

“Dashie…” Pinkie Pie fell on her knees and presented the ring to Rainbow, whose jaw along with everypony else was laying on the floor. “Even though it’s not a real ring...Will you marry me?”

Rainbow Dash was really a softie after all. Just the biggest, uncoolest, most adorable softie in the world. Before she knew that totally uncool thing was already wrapped around her hoof, shortly followed by her forelegs around that chubby pink pony. “I’m totally going to marry you!”

The couple kissed followed by loud cheers and tears of joy. In the end, Twilight’s library had the best party of all.

***

“I love you, you know that?”

“Yup.” Rainbow caressed Pinkie’s cheek and planted a soft kiss on her forehead.”And I love you.”

Pinkie Pie giggled as the pegasus’ light blue wings wrapped around her, letting their warmth seep through her coat. Sleeping on a cloud felt even comfier when done beside one’s fiancee. She giggled like a maniac at the mere thought of calling Dashie like that.

“Wasn’t it faster to just go to my place?” Pinkie tugged Rainbow’s wings like a blanket.

“Nah. Don’t get me wrong but it would be a little awkward sleeping under the same roof with my sorta in-laws. Especially for what I got in mind…” Dash purred.

“Mnhh...Do you think it’s safe? For the foals, I mean?”

“Luckily, your awesome fillyfriend talked to Twilight and she lent me a book about intimacy.”

“She has some?”

“Not as many as I always thought, but yes. Very tasteful stuff, even. There’s nothing to worry about. In fact, it’s totally normal for couples to celebrate their baby with, you guessed it, sex!”

“But won’t you...bump into the baby or something?”

“Nope, It couldn’t be safer and I'll go really, really soft. It’s sealed off by some muscles and mucus so nothing will harm it, unless I have a porn star sized cock.” Dash sighed. “Which I don’t have, but it’s still bigger than the norm! A lot bigger!”

“And I can testify! Wow, Dashie: you really know a lot of things!”

She pounded proudly on her chest with a hoof. “I read.”

“Let’s do it then…” she whispered seductively in Dash’s ear before locking her pink lips with a pair of blue ones. Pinkie’s breath always made her tickle, like her very cells felt the need to spread joy and laughter. Those soft, pink hooves pressed her chest and rolled her to her back as her wings gently spread beneath her.

Pinkie’s voracious lips flew all over her face to deliver kisses and nibbles along Dash’s cheek, jaw line and her neck. Rainbow giggled and pulled the pink pony closer with a hug while she felt her gentle kisses go lower and lower only to land on her belly. Pinkie was crazy for that belly, waiting their night together to rub it and kiss it. Now that it contained their foal it was even more adorable to her eyes.

Rainbow just stood there to enjoy that delightful tickling sensation until a quick pain reached her crotch. She half opened an eye to see those mischievous hoof slowly peeling away the band aid hiding her pride.

“Already going for that, huh?”

“If you got a lollipop you got to enjoy it…” Rainbow’s member was already savoring the air of the night, tingling slightly against its skin, as it grew and grew, filled by her boiling blood and her burning desire. Its musky scent invaded the room and filled the party pony‘s nostrils, a small drop of precum slowly falling from the black monolith.

Without wasting any time, Pinkie locked her gaze with Dashie and started to gently stroke the appendage, her sensual touch fueling the flames of the athlete’s lust. She never broke eye contact with Dash as her hooves moved up and down her length, caressing the pulsing veins of her throbbing organ, small spurts of precum coming from the wonderful appendage.

Dash licked her lips greedily and Pinkie smiled in return before landing her lips on her cock, covering it with licks and nips, dragging her tongue along the lower part to cover every inch of her corpus, then finally on its tip, enveloping with a weird slurping sound.

Dash moaned in the pleasant shock and closed her eyes, concentrating only in the wonderful pressure building in her organ and the incredibly erotic noise of Pinkie’s slurping. When she felt Pinkie’s lips wrapped around her cock, going up and down her whole length, pounced on again and again by a bobbing pink head, who kept sucking as hard as possible.

Rainbow’s foreleg shook a bit, her breath went frantic and a shiver rolled up and down her groin as the pegasus’ eyes rolled into the back of her head. The moist, warm pleasure of her fillyfriend’s mouth enrapturing her mind. She automatically started bucking her hips in a savage frenzy to further immerse herself in the pleasure of that candy mouth, as a swelling sensation galloped all the way up from the base of her cock.

She reached the edge with a few final pumps and released her spooge in Pinkie’s mouth and all over her face, her hot stream hitting in an arc of hotter cum. Male and female orgasms showing up at her door but not as strong as she would have reached, until the next part of their night.

Pinkie Pie cleaned her face of the cum with one long swipe. “Mmmm...tasty, creamy goodness coming right from the source.” She poked Rainbow’s still erect appendage which wobbled weakly left and right. “You know what’s the best thing about you?” She kissed the tip sending another shiver of pleasure up Dash’s spine. “You’re a neverending source of...of…”

“Cum?

“Cum, awesomeness, it’s the same thing really.” They both chuckled and exchanged a warm smile as they switched position, Dash pinning Pinkie on the ground and giving her full view of her pulsating wings.

“You don’t mind if I top, right?”

“No, I like it when you’re top. Dashie is best topping!”

Without further ado Rainbow grabbed her dick with a hoof and slowly placed it near Pinkie Pie’s inviting folds, playing with a labia or two as it gained distance to further tantalize her lover. That wonderful warmth radiating from her most sacred spot filled her mind with the lustful of thoughts and yet a feeling of peace. Rainbow felt happy, happier than she’s ever been, because like she predicted few weeks ago she wouldn’t have to sleep alone anymore.

She slid inside and let the delicious pressure swallow her dick. It felt even tighter, actually. Layers and layers of thickness piled up around her, her lover’s anatomy concerned about protecting the new life inside her.

“Nnn..” she started moving back and forth, rocking her hips as slowly as possible as the pulsing heat of the steel like inner walls nurtured her desire. “If you squeeze like that I’ll be coming soon.”

“I’m not squeezing anything. It’s doing it on her own...Maaahh…”

Eventually, Rainbow persisted and found her pace, Pinkie’s hips grinding in the direction of her shaft, slickness abundant and easing her course. She didn’t want to go all out like she did every other time, for the sake of their foals. She may have read everything necessary but that primal instinct, that paternal need of protection was hardwired in her. Besides, she still found Pinkie’s exuberance, the warmth of her cavern, the sensual cooing and the sweet nothings whispered beneath the sea of lustful bubbling, incredibly hot.

At each stroke she became buried inside of her, balls deep, and began to feel the build-up to her climax poking at the back of her mind, not wanting to end that magical moment so early, to leave the embrace of the flesh. Alas, she could already feel the impending release growing hotter and more intense as she mindlessly pursued the last inches of pleasure that her lover, her best friend, her world was giving her.

“P-Pinkie Pie...Aaaah…” Dash released her essence inside her fillyfriend, filling as much as she could of her canal with her pegasus seed, violently trembling as the full force of her dual orgasm was squashing her senses. She collapsed in the forelegs of Pinkie Pie who used the final ounces of her strength to cover in kisses as her hot liquid spread a cozy sensation of warmness in her belly. Just like she felt it that first time with Dashie…

“I want to make it permanent…” Pinkie mumbled.

“What?”

“The cloud walking thingy. I want to live with you, I want to be part of your world...And when you’ll be a wonderful Wonderbolt at Cloudsdale I’ll be with you forever. Without having to bug Twilight.”

“We’ll find a way, Pinks.” she kissed her forehead and removed her member from Pinkie with a wet schluurp. “We’ll find it.” She snuggled at her side and fell asleep in her embrace.

***

Rainbow Dash woke with her snout buried in a pink bush.

That familiar scent of sugar, sweat and unfathomable enthusiasm filled her nostrils and she couldn’t be happier. She rubbed her eye with a hof and saw the also familiar surroundings of her bedroom and its guest in her tight embrace.

She couldn’t have a better wake up than this.

She tried to move and dragged her weight forward, but her belly bumped into Pinkie’s back a little earlier than she expected. That was she looked down and saw Dash Jr. poking from under the sheets.

“Nnhh...Dashie?”

“‘Morning, Pinkie Pie.” she leaned forward and landed a small kiss on Pinkie’s cheek, steeling her hindquarters to keep her girth away from her lover. She felt a little embarrassed by all of this.

“Am I still dreaming or am I really in your bedroom?”

Dash chuckled. After weeks of being together and sharing each other’s beds she always asked the same question. “It’s a dream. Then you’ll wake up and you’ll see me beside you anyways.” she grogged out rolling to Dash’s side and leaning her head on the pegasus blue chest, her eyes still closed.

“Uuuun...I like it. But since you are a dream, the real Dashie won’t know how much I love her…”

“I’m sure she knows and she loves you, too. She also thinks you are best pony.” she brought closer the pink pony to her, sharing her fuzzy body warmth.

Pinkie Pie giggled again and slowly opened her eyes, a smile quickly appearing on the lips that Rainbow wanted to spend the day kissing. “Morning, Dashie. You know, I was just dreaming about you!”

“Really? Was I cute in it?” she chuckled.

“As always. Also the hormones are making me go cuckoo, so I still feel a little tired.”

“You can still rest a little bit.” Rainbow kissed her pink cheek. “I’ll give you a lift when you’ve got to go to work.”

She cooed sweetly as if to say yes.

“I’ll make some breakfast first, how about that?”

Pinkie let a dreamy giggle as Dash covered her again with the sheet, allowing Dash to take a moment to admire the pink goddess on her bed, sleeping a well deserved few minutes of sleep.

There was a knock at the door and the magic moment was ruined.

“Must be Derpy with the letters or something.” she grogged out as she trudged towards the entrance.

When she opened that door, all of her blood froze and her face contorted in a horrified grimace of fear.

The light of the Sun did nothing to diminish the sheer horror, horror, of that moment and all of her courage failed to show up in that dire moment. She felt small, useless, vulnerable.

A little filly again before that terrible presence, but steeled herself for the sake of her foals and her loved one. She blinked and took another glance at the horrifying figures, the gears in her brain grinding together to form a plan and escape that moment before one of them opened its maw.

“Hello, Rainbow Dash!” Firefly chirped, her hoof waving at her daughter.

“Y-you...you…” Dash was still paralyzed at the sight of that polychromatic mane and that squared jaw of doom.

“Yes. Me!” Blitz chuckled. “You thought you had killed me, right? But instead, I came for my revenge! Muahahahahahaha!” Some thunder could be heard in the distance after the sinister laugh. Or in Rainbow’s head.

The cyan filly screamed at the top of her lungs waking up Pinkie Pie and probably everypony in the range of 1200 yards.

Firefly screamed in response.

Rainbow Blitz joined his wife and daughter before having the door slammed shut on his face. Rainbow gave her back to it and blocked it with the full weight of her body. She could hear several other knocks at her back.

“Dashie! Open the door!” Her mother shouted, understandably worried. “I’m sorry for your father, but he still has that condition: he’s a complete twat!”

“I take pills for that!”

“And they’re not enough! Dashie, please! Is everything alright?”

Rainbow’s teeth started chattering, her breath was short and Pinkie Pie was still sleeping. No plan in sight and nopony to help.

What to do?!

***

Discord woke up startled by the unholy scream on his liquorice hammock and removed the lower and upper part of Fluttershy he was using as ear plugs. Not that they did any help. He reassembled the still oblivious sleeping pegasus on her bed and patted her head.

“To think the day seemed so marvelous…”