Chapter 15

Fluttershy’s Cottage, Ponyville

Discord had to admit that being reformed certainly had its perks. Sure, he wasn’t able to summon a chocolate milkshake hurricane or a stampeding army of tap-dancing penguins on a whim anymore but he could still pull the occasional prank or two. Much to his surprise, he found out just how pleasant it was to have friends and a certain somepony who was far more than that.

He was currently baking a carrot cake for his dearest and closest confident of the past five years. It was a small gesture to show that he cared and he was quite certain that the shy pegasus would eat it up, both literally and figuratively.

Right as he was about to start applying the icing, the front door of the cottage slammed open, causing him to squirt the confection all over his face. With a snap of his claw, he teleported in front of the door, ready to give the poor wretch who dared disturb his cake time a piece of his mind.

His thoughts of vengeance were abruptly cut short when he realized who was standing just outside the door. There stood Princess Twilight Sparkle. Her puffy bloodshot eyes glared at him, daring Discord to utter even a single comment.

Her usually well-kempt mane looked like a flock of pigeons had decided to take roost inside of it and a few of her primaries were crooked as well. The frazzled alicorn slammed the door shut with her magic and poked Discord’s chest with her hoof.

“Spike’s gone missing and you’re going to help me find him!”

Discord scoffed. “Forgive me, my dear, but aren’t you a great and powerful magic pony princess now? Surely, you have the skills and the brains to find your scaly little brother without poor ole’ Discord’s help.”

“Look…I don’t like admitting it but this a little bit out of my league. I think that Spike might have gone through the mirror portal into the other world. And if he did, that means we’ll have to wait thirty moons before we can even send anypony over to investigate. I can’t afford to wait that long!”

“While your concern for Spike is touching…what exactly do you want me to do about it?”

“For starters, you can quit being so snarky about it.”

Discord made a halo appear over his head. “But Princess, I can’t help it! I was born this way.”

“Ugghhh! No you weren’t! Discord, I’m not in the mood for your games. I seriously need your help.”

“Oh fine, I’ll try be a bit more cordial. You don’t have to go all ‘Princess Crabby Feathers’ on me though. Now, as I said before, what do you want me to do about it?”

Twilight’s ears sagged. “I’m not powerful enough to breach dimensional barriers yet. Even if I was as old and experienced as Celestia or Luna…it would still be a long shot. And I don’t think even they can do it! Please…you’re the only one I can turn to right now.”

“I hate to break it you kiddo, but alicorns were never meant to travel between dimensions. You’re pretty much…oh what’s the expression? Ah yes, Shit out of luck.”

“NO! That’s impossible! There has to be a way. You’re the GOD of CHAOS for Celestia’s sake! Can’t you just…I dunno…snap your claws and take me there?”

Discord’s expression darkened. “What little you know, Twilight Sparkle. Yes, I do have the ability to make such a thing transpire. Such as it is, I would have to accompany you to the realm Spike currently resides in for you to have any hope of returning. But before I even consider helping you, I must ask one thing.”

“What would that be?”

“Are you truly interested in finding Spike, or are you trying to alleviate your own guilt?”

Twilight’s eyes widened. “H-how…could you possibly know that?”

“Do you really think that Celestia is the only immortal around here that sets plans in motion years before they occur? Ha! How utterly naïve you are.”

“What did you do?! If you hurt Spike, I’ll blast you into—”

Discord held up his claw. “I assure you that I did nothing to harm him physically or…emotionally. I merely presented the plucky young drake with an opportunity to explore new venues. Tell me Twilight, do you recall Spike purchasing a necklace by chance?”

“Yes…but what does that have to do with him disappearing?”

“That necklace was something I crafted just shortly after Fluttershy reformed me. Why do you ask? Well, I felt bad for Spike. Perhaps it was because he and I share some draconic heritage or maybe I’ve just grown soft. But…there is no doubt that his affection was a thing of chaotic beauty. Even so, I couldn’t help but feel that Rarity would never return his feelings.”

“Then…why did you even create the necklace in the first place? And what exactly does it do?”

Discord twirled his goatee. “If Spike managed to win Rarity over, then it would’ve remained an ordinary necklace. If she rejected his feelings and he chose to step through the mirror, the necklace’s chaos magic would activate. It gave him what he has always craved: a chance to walk a mile in everypony’s hooves…so to speak.”

“B-but Spike has family and friends that care about him here! Why would he abandon everypony over a simple crush?”

Discord shook his head. “Did you ever consider that it was more than just a crush to him? That’s exactly why you feel so guilty about all of this. You knew how he felt about Rarity. Yet…you did nothing to dissuade the little marshmallow from giving you a generous cunt-licking.”

“HOW DARE YOU! Are you insinuating that the feelings I have for Rarity are purely carnal in nature?”

Discord chuckled. “Oh I’m positive your feelings are quite genuine. But that’s the point, isn’t it? You love Rarity and Rarity loves you. There simply isn’t any room in her heart for another.”

“But we could wor—”

“Don’t try and tell me that it would’ve worked out somehow. Just think how difficult it would be for Spike to constantly be reminded of her rejection every time he saw you two together. He would eventually become so depressed that he’d start disregarding his job, his friends, his family, and eventually his own health!”

Twilight started to sob. “I-I didn’t mean for this happen! I…c-can’t help that I fell in love with Rarity.”

“No being can ever help falling in love, Twilight. It just happens. But…you can choose to help those whom you love. I will help you only if you respect Spike’s choice. I won’t lift a claw if you’re only doing this out of mere guilt.”

Twilight sniffed. “A-alright…you’ve made your point. I won’t force him to come back, but I want to at least have the chance to talk with him.”

“Good girl. I knew that big brain of yours was useful for something.”

Twilight was about to retort with a snarky comeback of her own, but was interrupted by the sound of the cottage door closing. A visibly pregnant but otherwise perky Fluttershy waddled over to the counter and dropped off a basket full of wild flowers. Afterwards, she trotted towards Discord and nuzzled his leg.

“I’m back, dear. And I see Twilight decided to come over for a visit. I hope I’m not interrupting anything…”

Discord kissed her forehead. “Not at all my little flutter-butter! The princess was just expressing her desire to take a quaint little vacation through the mirror with yours truly.”

“Oh, well I guess that sounds…nice.”

Twilight cleared her throat. “Actually, it’s not really a vacation. I’m going to the other world to have a talk with Spike.”

“You mean…you’ve found out where he is? Oh thank goodness! I was worried that something terrible happened to him.”

“Yeah, I thought so too since he pretty much vanished without a trace. But…your husband was kind enough to explain where he went and agreed to take me there as well. Isn’t that right, Discord?”

Fluttershy narrowed her eyes. “You have a lot of explaining to do, MISTER!”

“O-of course, my dear. And I promise I will…once we come back!”

Fluttershy flared her wings. “Oh no! You’re going to march your keister straight into the kitchen and we’re going to have a long discussion about keeping secr—”

Much to the poor mare’s frustration, both Twilight and Discord disappeared in a flash of golden light. In the past, such a thing would have scared the feathers off of her but…living with a god of chaos for so long made such events utterly commonplace. After letting out a heavy sigh, the pregnant pegasus grabbed a bag of cheesy puffs along with a tub of Strawberry n’ Oats Frozen Yogurt© and plopped onto the couch. Once she got comfortable, she sprinkled a few cheese puffs into the yogurt and began to shovel down her frozen treat with reckless abandon.

Shy scrunched her muzzle. “Ooohhh I’m so mad at him! If he thinks he can keep secrets from everypony and just go off on random adventures, then he’s got another thing coming! Well, I think a month without any NOOKIE will fix that attitude of his…”

Palazzo di Formaggio, Ponyville

Rainbow nervously fidgeted in her black cocktail dress while she looked over the menu. Part of the reason was due to the fact that the entire menu was written in Italian, which she had little to no understanding of. She was pretty sure that Trevor could read it because he was a classy type of guy. Plus, he was the one who suggested this restaurant in the first place, claiming the spaghetti was the best in town. Only a complete idiot would’ve suggested a restaurant based on pure hearsay, right? In any case, she didn’t want look stupid in front of such a sophisticated guy. Unfortunately, she had more pressing matters to worry about.

The other issue she was experiencing, concerned the tightness of her dress. As a tomboy, Rainbow rarely wore clothing that wasn’t strictly functional or just plain comfortable. In other words, such articles as cocktail dresses were completely foreign and…extremely uncomfortable to her. The dress’s tightness also left very little to the imagination because it hugged every little curve of her lithe form. And she was certain that more than a few guys had been ogling her ever since she entered the restaurant.

Such attention should have made her feel happy, but it only made her feel uncomfortable and slightly angry. She didn’t want to believe it, but it was true. The only reason all of these men were staring at her now was because she was wearing make-up and a sexy dress. That only left the proverbial cherry on top of the cake.

Much to her annoyance, Rarity had insisted that she wear fancy underwear to accompany her equally fancy dress. She had forgone wearing a bra; simply because the dress had spaghetti straps and it would’ve looked horribly tacky if she did. Plus the fact she didn’t happen to own a single adhesive bandeau within her entire wardrobe. However, that still left the panties.

For most of her life, Rainbow preferred to buy simple cotton panties that came in packs of six. They were affordable, comfortable, and practical. They were not, however, particularly sexy. She remembered the look of horror upon Rarity’s face when they entered the changing room of the lingerie store. At the time, she was wearing a pair of white panties that were about as exotic and exciting as the interior décor of a hospital room.

“What’s the big deal, Rares? It’s not like I’m going to let Trevor seem ‘em yet!”

Rarity rubbed her temples. “Sexy panties are supposed to make you feel sexy, Rainbow. And…when you do finally allow Trevor to see them, he will appreciate your beauty even more. Besides, that…erm particular color…doesn’t go very well with black.”

“Whatever, you’re the fashion expert. So…what do you suggest I wear?”

Rarity held up a lacy black thong. “I think your tushie would look marvelous in this, don’t you agree?”

“NO WAY! There’s hardly any fabric on that…THING! Won’t it…ya know, give me a wedgie?”

“One must sometimes sacrifice comfort for fashion, darling. Now, hold still so I can slip these on…”

Upon wearing the lacy underwear, Rainbow’s theory was immediately proven correct. She tried wearing it around her apartment for a while, just to see if it was simply a matter of getting used to the thing. Unfortunately, the young athlete never got used to the sensation of a thin strip of fabric trying its level best to floss her butt crack. Despite the discomfort, she stubbornly refused to wear anything else under her dress.

She only lasted about five minutes after arriving at the restaurant. Rainbow found that sitting down in the wretched undergarment was at least twenty percent worse than walking in them. So, she politely excused herself and promptly balled them up in her purse while visiting the restroom. Afterwards, she felt immensely more comfortable but at the cost of feeling far more nervous. From that point on, Rainbow was very careful about how she got up or moved her legs, lest the other patrons or her date sneak a peek of something they shouldn’t.

“Rainbow, is there something wrong? You look upset about something.”

“Oh…well, umm…I can’t read the menu. Sorry, I don’t know any Italian except for pizza and mamma mia!”

“It’s alright, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” Trevor chuckled. “Italian is a tricky language to learn. Just tell me what you like to eat and I’ll order something for you.”

Dash twirled a lock of her hair. “You said the spaghetti here is good, right? I guess I’ll have that.”

“An excellent choice, I was thinking about ordering that myself. Do you want any wine to go with it?”

Dash bit her lip. “Well…I don’t really drink a whole lot of wine. That’s more Rarity’s thing.”

“Ah, I see. Tell me, Rainbow. Do you enjoy slushies?”

“ARE YOU KIDDING!? I LO—I mean, yeah they’re alright.”

Trevor smiled. “Excellent. It’s nice to see a fellow slushie enthusiast. And it just so happens that there is a drink served in this very restaurant that is comparable to one.”

“Huh? But I thought swanky places like this didn’t serve drinks like that.”

“Well, it isn’t exactly your run of the mill slushie that gas stations tend to stock. The drink is called a Sangria…or more precisely Sangria Congelato. Think of it like a slushie with fancy wine and bits of fruit.”

Dash’s eyes sparkled. “That sounds awesome! But umm…it sounds kind of expensive too. I mean you really don’t have to spend so much money on me. I’m ok with getting a so—”

“Rainbow, you don’t have to worry about that. Tonight’s dinner is my treat, so go ahead and get whatever you want.”

“Alright, but I’m treating you to dinner next time! No ifs ands or buts!”

Trevor laughed. “Next time, eh? That’s a pretty bold statement considering we’ve barely begun our first date.”

“Sh-shut up! It’s rude not to accept a free meal, ya know. Besides, I know you’ve been checking me out the whole time…so you totally want to go on a second date with me.”

Trevor shrugged. “Guilty as charged.”

“Heh, really? I was kind of joking a little bit…”

Trevor nodded. “I’m completely serious. Rainbow, I already thought you were beautiful when we first met and now…well, you’re positively stunning! Can you honestly blame me?”

“I uhh…didn’t really pick this dress out, my friend did. And she taught me how to do all the other…stuff. But thanks, Trevor. It means a lot to me that you think…I’m cute.”

“Then your friend has exquisite taste. However, she isn’t the one wearing it, is she? All of the sexiness I’m seeing right now is one hundred percent Rainbow Dash.”

Dash’s cheeks burned with embarrassment. “Haaaaa—H-HOW ABOUT WE ORDER OUR FOOD!? YEAH, THAT SOUNDS LIKE AN AWESOME IDEA…‘CAUSE I’M REALLY HUNGRY RIGHT NOW! HAHAHHAA!”

With a slight nod, Trevor signaled the waiter that they were ready. To avoid any further awkward situations, he took it upon himself to order both the meals and the drinks. After the waiter took their menus, Trevor focused his attention on Rainbow once more.

I feel kind of bad for causing her to become so flustered but can’t help it. She’s just so damn cute when she gets embarrassed~ Ah, but it makes the atmosphere between us so very awkward. I suppose I’ll just have to get her talking about something she’s more comfortable with.

“Excuse me, Rainbow. Do you happen to have any hobbies?”

Dash rubbed her neck. “Well, I know this is gonna sound really nerdy but…I love reading the Daring Do series. Especially now that they’ve turned the first three books into movies.”

“What a coincidence! My sister loves to read them as well. Although, I don’t think she likes the cinema versions as much as you do.”

“We talked about it for while at your shop. She certainly liked to umm…point out how the movies weren’t one hundred percent exactly like the books.”

Trevor sighed. “Ah yes, Trixie certainly enjoys complaining. Even when she was a little girl, she would whine about her dresses not being sparkly enough or how her tea had too much sugar. Sometimes it nearly drove me mad! Even so, I love that little scamp to bits and wouldn’t trade her for the world! Tell me Rainbow, do you have any siblings?”

“Not any that are related to me, if that’s what you’re asking. But…there is Scootaloo. She’s a kid in town who practically idolizes me for some reason. So, whenever we hang out I always try to act like her big sister. Ya know, ‘cause kids need good role models!”

“That’s very thoughtful of you, Rainbow. I’m certain that she’ll grow up to be a fine young woman.”

Dash blushed. “Aww, it’s not a big deal.”

“I respectfully disagree. Children need a good role model to look up to. I also think it’s wonderful that Scootaloo trusts you enough to call you her big sister.”

Dash grinned. “It’s part of my personal credo. Leaving needy people hanging just…isn’t cool. Sure, there are gonna be times where they try push you away or the effort seems like too much trouble, but ya gotta stick by them no matter what!”

Trevor watched her eyes light up in excitement as she finished her declaration, feeling a surge of his own admiration beginning to swell deep within his chest. Mixed within that surge were the smoldering embers of desire, not only for Rainbow’s beautiful physique but her personal outlook on life.

It was an outlook that placed compassion and loyalty above all else. He mentally thanked whatever force in the universe had brought this prismatic gem into his store yesterday. Yet, as he continued to watch her laugh, Trevor desperately hoped that he could prove himself worthy of her affection.

The soft clattering of plates broke Trevor out of his reverie after the waiter placed their drinks and dinners upon the table. Almost immediately, he noticed that Dash was taking rather generous gulps from her Sangria. Not quite fast enough to cause a brain-freeze, but certainly fast enough to get drunk. After putting down the drink she giggled loudly and began to loudly slurp her spaghetti, splattering the tablecloth and her face with tomato sauce.

Dash smacked her lips. “Awwww yeah! You were t-toootally right, Trevor. Thish…stuff ish reeeeally good. Hahaha…I got some on my face.”

“Oh, how lovely. I’m…glad you like it. Do you mind if I ask you a question?”

“Nah, go right ahead…handsome.”

“You don’t hold your liquor very well, do you?”

Dash snorted. “Nope, not at all! You know…ish kind of funny. O-one time I got sick and had to take cold medishcine…a-a-and I got tipsy off of cough sshhhyrup. That’s pretty much why I don’t d-drink booze very often.”

“Hmm, that would certainly explain your current state.”

Dash waved her hand. “I only ordered the…umm…slushie thing ‘cause I was really nervous and didn’t know how ta break the ice once we shhtarted…eating.”

“I’m sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable earlier. But I thought we had a good conversation going.”

“Don’t worry about it. You can’t help it. I’m just really distracted ‘cause your so haaaawwwt.”

Trevor coughed. “Well, I’m flattered that you think I’m attractive.”

Just when the amateur magician thought the situation couldn’t get any more awkward, he felt Rainbow’s bare foot begin to snake its way up his leg. Before it could wander any closer to his crotch, he pushed his chair out slightly and cleared his throat.

“I think you might have dropped your shoe.”

Rainbow stuck out her tongue and winked. “Oopsie.”

“I’ll just put it back on for you.”

After crawling underneath the table, Trevor went about returning Rainbow’s missing sandal to its proper place. And just as he was about to adjust the strap, he witnessed something that left him completely gob smacked. For reasons he couldn’t possibly comprehend, Rainbow had neglected to wear any panties underneath her dress.

As a result, he got quite a good look at her naughty bits, even though it was probably unintentional. His inner gentleman screamed that it wasn’t proper to stare…but he found himself staring for quite a bit longer than he cared to admit. The intoxicating aroma of flowery perfume mixed with subtle undertones of Rainbow’s sweat hit his nostrils like a sledgehammer.

Much to Trevor’s dismay, his traitorous mind immediately began to conjure several lewd fantasies, causing him to blush heavily. With a quick shake of his head, he dismissed such thoughts and finished tying the strap. His task complete, he returned to his seat before any other parts of his anatomy could embarrass him further.

Trevor frowned. “Rainbow, I’m sorry tha—”

The young magician’s apology quickly turned into laughter when he noticed that Rainbow was fast asleep. It would have been heart-meltingly adorable, save for the fact that half of her face was covered in spaghetti.

“I should count myself lucky that you’re asleep because it would’ve been very difficult for me to explain why I was down there so long. Hmm…I know its breaking protocol, but I’d better take you home with me. I can’t, in good conscience, just dump you off at your apartment all messy and hung-over…”

Author's Note

Welp, this chapter took about four days longer to publish than intended. Why? I had to re-edit the damn thing several times to get it to where I felt it was at least "acceptable". Hopefully you guys liked it. Me, on the other hand, I have mixed feelings about it.