Dawn Gleam sighed as she began to drink milk from the glass she had just poured for herself.
"Dawn! What up?" greeted DJ Mixer walking into the kitchen.
“Oh, hi, DJ. I was just drinking my breakfast.”
"Oh cool have you seen Midnight?"
“She was out the door pretty quickly this morning. I didn’t even get a chance to talk to her beyond ‘Hey, Dawn, gotta go, see ya later!’”
"Crap I gotta go talk to her about what happened last night."
“K. Have fun with that.” Dawn Gleam return back to drinking her milk as Mixer left walking out the door and another pony Alt trots down the stairs.
“Oh, hi, Alt. You just missed DJ. He said he needed to talk to Midnight about ‘what happened last night,’” Dawn said with a slight frown of confusion.
“Oh. That’s not good.” Alt said bluntly as he sets some waffles in the toaster.
“Huh? What happened last night, anyway?” Dawn asked intrigued.
“Well, Mixer kinda got drunk. And, uh, so did Midnight.”
“Oh, dear,” says Dawn with as much expression as one could realistically be expected to have whilst drinking a glass of milk.
Mixer meanwhile was trotting around outside still looking for midnight.
"Where is she," Mixer whispered softly to himself as he tramped through the Shade.
"I'm right here," somepony hissed.
"Huh," he said ever so graciously as he turned around, only to have a hoof meet his face.
"Ow! That hurt!” he exclaimed as he rubbed his face.
"Well, you deserved it for playing with my emotions like that," Midnight said a bit angrily.
Back in the kitchen Alt glanced slightly towards Dawn.
“Dawn?” Alt says nervously.
“Yeah?”
“If we ran out of liquids for you to drink… What would happen?”
“Why do you ask? That’s almost an impossible scenario, seeing as DJ is making enough money to keep us all alive,”
“I’m just wondering.”
Dawn acquired a scrunchy face as she looked up and to the left, pondering.
“Well, we have running water, but that doesn’t have all the nutrients a pony needs to survive, so I guess eventually I’d… Well, I’d have to drink from another pony like you.”
Alt’s facial expression became that of shock and fear.
“Wh-what?! How does that even work?”
“A moth pony’s tongue is pretty long, you know. Long enough to reach down somepony’s esophagus and into their stomach.”
“That’s… kinda freaky and ridiculously cool at the same time.”
“I suppose so. Anyway…”
“Hm?”
“Well, Mixer hasn’t paid the water bill for a while, and we’re fresh out of milk.”
"Oh no." Alt said his head dropping into his hoof.
“What I’m saying is-”
“I know exactly what you’re saying. And no.”
“Come on. I’m a mare, you’re a stallion, we’re both friends…”
“Absolutely not. Find somepony else to invade the innards of.”
“Please? Just once?”
“How do you know it’s ‘just once?’ What if this scenario actually happens and you have to do it again?”
“I’m sure it won’t.”
“How?”
“I mean, we’ve been living together like this for six months, and it hasn’t happened yet…”
“Alright, well, you’ve got me there, but… ugh, fine.”
“Yay! I promise it won’t be too unenjoyable.”
Dawn leaned forward eagerly towards Alt who cautiously opened his mouth. Dawn stretched forward her mouth touching his and slipping her tongue into his mouth. She let her tongue linger there momentarily as she enjoyed herself the feeling of her tongue in his mouth not all that unpleasant. Finally she stretched hr tongue farther back and touched the bcd of his throat continuing to slide down until it reached his stomach. She began to drink from him causing him to feel strange, like a black hole had formed inside of him and was beginning to expand slowly.
Then Mixer walks into the kitchen, unnoticed by either of them, and upon seeing them burst into laughter.
Dawn quickly retreats her tongue back into her mouth, her cheeks turning a rosy red.
“Wh-what are you doing here?!” She said, both enraged and embarrassed.
"Oh just getting a bite to eat, I didn't know you two were together. I mean, I had my suspicions, but wow," Mixer chuckled.
“T-together?! We aren’t! I… I was just…” She looks at Alt hoping he would help, but instead concern crosses her face. “Alt? Are… Are you okay?” He was visibly shaking.
Alt manages to get out a “Y-yeah… F-f-f-fine…” His voice was as shaky as his body and he slumped to the floor unconscious.
"Umm...should we get him to a hospital?” Mixer asked not all that worried.
“That was his first time… He’ll be fine soon… Oh, I hope I wasn’t too rough on him...”
"First time, hmm." Mixer said wiggling his eyebrows.
Dawn’s eyes grew wide, realizing the implications of what she had just stated. “No, no! I didn’t mean-”
"Don't worry, it can be our little secret." Mixer said with a wink.
"What can be your little secret?" Midnight asked as she walked into the kitchen.
“Nothing!” Dawn exclaimed. Midnight couldn’t help but notice Alt passed out on the floor.
"Her and Alt making out when I walked in," Mixer said.
“We were not!” Dawn exclaimed her cheeks turning red again.
"Oh, really? So what were you two doing?" questioned Midnight.
“I was just… I was showing him what moth ponies do!”
"Sure you were," Mixer said, laughing.
“You know what? Fine. I don’t have anything to prove to you.”
"I'll ask Alt when he comes to," said Mixer.
“W-wha?” Alt groggily said as his eyes slowly opened. He stood up after trying a few times.
"Alt, what were you two doing?" asks Mixer with a boastful look at Dawn expecting a certain answer from him.
Alt went pale as he suddenly remembered. “Oh, that. Well, Dawn was telling me about how when there aren’t any drinks left, a moth pony has to drink from somepony’s stomach, and then she convinced me to let her demonstrate.”
"So she did want you to." Midnight stated.
“Well, yeah, I guess.”
“Okay, well, maybe I did also kinda sorta want to see what it was like to kiss him,” Dawn admitted looking away.
"Yes! I was right." Mixer said proudly.
“Wait, so you were lying about there not being any milk left?!” Alt says, infuriated.
“Yeah… I hope you can forgive me for being dishonest…” Dawn whispered looking down at the floor rubbing her hoof on the front of her leg.
Alt sighed, “Ugh, fine.”
“Well, I’m off. I’ve got a gig in half an hour,” says Mixer as he began to leave.
“And I’m late for a family meetup,” says Midnight following him.
They both leave the house.
Silence surrounds the two ponies for 20 seconds as they stared at each other both wanting to speak but being unable to.
Finally Alt was able to break the silence, “...Wanna do it again?”
“Absolutely.”
