Like On All Those Really Bad Sitcoms
The bedroom door opened, loud footsteps resonated as the orderly entered, going toward the figure in the room. A small tray was placed onto the table, with the figure not even acknowledging it. Moments passed, but no movement or sound was made.
Eventually, however, the woman on the chair glanced at it. Despite that her magenta eyes seemed to be staring at nothing. She sighed, looking away from it once more.
“No thanks,” she said in a listless tone, “Not hungry.”
“You know the rules, Ms Dash,” the orderly said flatly, “If you continue to refuse your meals, the doctors will force feed you.”
“You try feeling hungry and keeping food down when you’re stuck in this dump,” she said with contempt, looking down at the floor now, “Just leave it. I’ll dig at it when I want to.”
Seeing no reason to argue, the orderly left, closing and locking Dash’s bedroom door and leaving her with her food.
‘Aw, What’s-a matter Dashie?’
“Fuck off,” Dash muttered, as if someone else was in the room.
‘...What did I do?’
Sighing, she rubbed the bridge of her nose, “Sorry, Perv. It’s not you. I’m just completely fucked right now. Sure you must’ve noticed, huh.”
‘Aw, come on. It could be worse. You could have been in prison. Here, you’ll be out in… what, a year tops?’
“Unlikely,” Dash said bitterly, “At the rate they’ve got me going, I’ll be here until I’m old and don’t remember why I was committed in the first place.”
‘Yeah, that’s what every mental patient says. You can just smile and nod your way through this place.’
“How the fuck can I? My own best friend pretty much gets trigger-happy to commit and my own freaking ex doesn’t even stop her! You’d think she’d say ‘No, don’t take her away from me!’ and fight tooth and nail! But no, she lets me get committed! No wonder, she thinks I’m a monster now. Just like everyone else!” She said angrily, punching the wall, but not breaking it this time, only bruising her hand a little.
‘Hey, Fluttershy came back to see you, didn’t she? And maybe you were too busy screaming like a wild boar to see it, but Scootaloo was begging them not to take you when they came for you.’
“Of course she did. I’m kinda her mom. After what I did to her, why the hell would she care,” Dash uttered, sighing heavily and hunching over, “She’s better off without me.”
‘...Am I missing something here? You two were adorable snuggle-bunnies. What the hell happened?’
Letting out a sniffle, Dash shook her head, “Don’t pretend you don’t know, of course you saw what happened!”
‘No seriously. I’m drawing a blank here. And I don’t like it.’ Pervy’s voice sounded like it was getting more worried at the idea of missing thoughts.
“It’s no picnic for me either, you know. I just about lost everything! My life, my friends, my pride, my daughter, and…” Dash covered her eyes with one hand, unable to even say it, “Fuck it, I just lost everything.”
Rainbow felt a pair of arms wrap around her shoulders and squeeze her tightly.
‘Hey, I’m not that good at this whole comforting thing but… this helps you guys, right?’
“What do you mean by that?” She wanted to know, her voice breaking slightly.
Pervy nuzzled the back of Rainbow’s head, squeezing tighter, ‘You know, hugging someone when they’re upset?’
Sighing a little, Rainbow nodded, “Yeah… pretty much. Not the same, but it helps, I guess.”
‘Well I’d have just gotten Rainbowshy, but… well I know you really like me so...’ Pervy came around and embraced the distraught woman.
“Are you kidding, I’d have ended up fucking that over,” Rainbow admitted in a broken manner, “Sent her running away in tears because she reminds me way too much of her. Damn it, now I’m getting emotional! I don’t miss her, no! I hate her… she did this to me, she put me in here! I can’t let her get to me anymore!”
Pervy didn’t say anything. She wasn’t an expert on these things. If she were, she’d have had a different name. Instead she just hugged her tighter, stroking her lovely hair. After a few moments, Rainbow relaxed a little, clinging to her tightly.
“Damn it… Why’d this happen… Why am I even here…” Rainbow uttered, sniffling loudly, “I just want to wake up from this damn nightmare already. I want to go home… I want to wake up, see Fluttershy there next to me, hear Scootaloo knocking on our door to tell us to get up… Sit at the table with them, laugh and tell stupid jokes, eat some eggs and toast, watch Scoot leave for school, get up and go to work… Then come back and see my family waiting there, all glad I’m back. Damn it, being here made me too damn sappy! I want to get out!”
Pervy kissed her cheek, trying her best to hold the poor girl up, “Hey… that’ll all come back when you get out, right? We can go home after all this.”
“I’d sure like to believe that. But they hate me, that’s why I’m here. They all think I’m a monster who should be locked away! If I do get out, they’ll avoid me like the plague,” Rainbow muttered sadly, barely looking at her, “Perv, I just don’t know what the fuck to do anymore. I want to get the fuck out of this freaking place. I feel like I’m in freaking Shawshank for crying out loud. But then if I’m out, I’ll be a bigger outcast than I was before! Fuck all this shit, I’m screwed. Now you guys are the only ones I have left. You’re all I have left anymore.”
Pervy wanted to tell her otherwise, but unfortunately she didn’t know. She was just as, if not more, in the dark than Rainbow was, “I don’t believe that. And… well, if it is true, then… you’ll always have me. I’m not going anywhere, Dashie.”
“Thanks, Perv…” She managed, wiping her eyes, “Damn it… I just, Perv, you gotta be honest with me here. Okay, I know Honesty’s not exactly around here, but seriously. I let her get away, didn’t I?”
Pervy shook her head, “No. I don’t think so. If you did, she’d have just sent you to jail. Not to a hospital. I think she wants you to get better.”
“Why do I have so much freaking trouble believing it?” Rainbow stood, wiping her eyes, “Fuck, I don’t know anything anymore! For all I know, up is down, right is left, blue is red, and everything’s just dancing around on opposite day.”
“I don’t know,” Pervy replied, letting go of her as she stood up, wringing her hands, “This is the first time I’ve ever talked about this stuff. I’m just the slutty one… I’m not good at all this complicated relationship stuff…”
In spite of her words, Rainbow managed a tiny smile, “Hey, I sure as hell am not… I don’t know, put some relationship guy’s expert here or something. I guess I just gotta have someone to listen or something. At least I still got you, Perv… I’m gonna need it. All those women here, jeez, no fucking thanks. Who knows what they’ve got.”
Pervy smiled and moved closer, hugging her around the waist, “Yeah, Rule #1. Never stick it in the crazy.”
“You said it,” she agreed, now looking out the barred window, “Least I don’t have to worry about that. Not like I’ll be deprived.”
Pervy chuckled, “I’ll be your girlfriend while you’re in here, Dashie.”
Leaning against her a little, Rainbow sniffled as a wash of emotions overcame herself, “Thanks ...Still think you can get ‘Shy in here too?”
“...I don’t know if she can come out like I do,” Pervy lied.
“O-kay? Eh, no matter, I’ll try later.”
Smiling, Pervy nuzzled Rainbow’s neck and squeezed tighter, “Are you feeling better?”
“A little,” Rainbow admitted with a soft sigh, “I feel better now that you’re here.”
“Rainbow… I think I’m really here,” Pervy said quietly, “Like… real flesh and blood…”
“Hey, no need to pull my tail, Pervy. I know you’re not actually here, I’m just pretending you are. But it’s okay, it still helps,” Rainbow patted her gently.
Pervy opened her mouth to argue, but closed it again, just nuzzling her while her heart pounded in her chest.
“...Wait, how would that even work? Or happen? How would you know? No, seriously, how so?” Rainbow asked, now looking at her curiously.
Pervy shrugged, “I don’t know. I just… feel more real. I’m not speaking in your head, I’m speaking to you… and when we were hugging, I felt… warm.”
While it was confusing and even slightly alarming, Rainbow decided not to question it further for now, and opted to hug her counterpart tighter, “Well, I guess that’s at least a good thing, then, right? You’re still awesome and so… I don’t know, just everything awesome!”
Pervy looked up, realizing that Rainbow was a little taller than her, and grinned. Pushing forward, she locked lips with her, wrapping her arms around Rainbow’s neck. It was funny how she hadn’t noticed that in previous fantasies, but it didn’t matter. All but moving toward her small cot of a bed, Rainbow brought them down onto it, kissing her counterpart fiercely. Already her hands were wandering along her body, desperately seeking contact.
“Mmm,” Pervy moaned, her skin shivering (wait, she never shivered before…) from Rainbow’s hands on her back and hips, “Rainbow… I want you so much…”
“Trust me, feeling’s mutual. Need a good fuck, and your vaj has my name on it,” Rainbow moaned, pulling back a bit and nibbling her neck as she trailed her hands up her shirt, “Damn it, I need you…!”
Pervy smiled, her eyelids lowering as Rainbow’s hands went up her shirt, “You know, I don’t know about you, but I think I’ll like it here,” she said, trailing her hands over Rainbow’s stomach.
“What do you mean?” Rainbow asked, wondering how that was possible. Nonetheless, she tossed aside Pervy’s shirt and immediately fondled her small breasts eagerly.
“Dashie, if I could come out and screw you all the time, I would,” Pervy grinned, “And right now, that’s exactly what I can do.”
For the first time in ages, Rainbow grinned widely, “Yeah… me too, Perv. Fuck yeah.”
Pervy giggled and quickly kissed her, “So what are you waiting for? Pick a hole and fuck me silly!”
A pang entered Rainbow’s heart for a moment, “Damn I miss dirty talk. Keep doing that, okay?” She pulled down Pervy’s pants, tossing them aside, then along with her panties.
Pervy reached down to cup the crotch of Rainbow’s shorts, “C’mon, Dashie. Fuck this little slut until she can’t see straight!”
“Ngh… Oh man, fuck yes!” Rainbow ripped off her own clothes in one fell swoop, holding her counterpart down, “Yeah, you like that, don’t you Flu-...ah shit, sorry. I’m just gonna fuck you senseless, now!”
Shaking off the hiccup, she rose Pervy’s legs up, and swiftly entered her dampening sex with ease. Pervy felt a tiny cold feeling upon being called the wrong name, but that was quickly overtaken by the immediate sensation of being filled by Rainbow’s length.
Aside from the growing pleasure, Rainbow exhaled with relief, panting, glad for a release. She held up Pervy’s legs over her shoulders, filling her in deeper. Pervy growled underneath her, bucking her hips against her and moaning softly.
“Oh shit, Dash,” she groaned, “This is the best we’ve had yet…”
“Awesome,” Rainbow managed, thrusting faster, “Damn, you feel more real than ever! Like you’re actually there… that’s awesome!”
Pervy groaned and threw her head back against Rainbow’s pillow, “Oooooh! Fuck yourself, Dashie! Fuck us! Fuck me!”
“Fuck yes!” Rainbow shouted, her hair flopping about, “I’ll fuck you into next week, you sexy thing!”
Pervy panted and groaned, reaching her hand up toward her, “Yeah… yeah! I want to be bow legged by the time you get out of here!”
“Oh you’re gonna be more than bow-legged by then!” Rainbow hollered in excitement, “All your orifices are mine!”
Pervy’s grin got wider as the thought filled her mind, “Oh Rainbow, if I didn’t know better, I’d say you were after my heart!”
“What can I say, you know I love you,” she chuckled, “Ah shit I’m close!”
“Me too,” Pervy grinned, her voice devolving into a sharp growl, “Mmm, fuck me, Rainbow!”
Growling in return, Rainbow thrust faster, “Yes! I’m gonna fuck you hard, Perv! You’re not leaving this bed until I do!”
Pervy moaned loudly, almost shrieking under the force of Rainbow’s thrusts, “YES! Oh fuck, I’m cumming!”
“Me too! Fuck…! Yes!” Rainbow growled, throwing her head back.
Pervy moaned and squeezed down on Rainbow’s cock, releasing hard and squirting out onto the sheets. Rainbow came moments later as she let out a strangled cry, spilling her seed inside of Pervy. With a grunt she hunched over, panting and regaining her breathing.
“Fuck yeah… needed that… needed a real vaj to bury myself in…” Rainbow managed, closing her eyes for a moment, “So I hope you’re ready for round-”
Upon opening her eyes, she came upon the shocking sight of Pervy now replaced with Fluttershy. Who gazed up at her with eager, loving eyes, smiling brightly. Rainbow gasped, sitting up and covering her mouth. Closing her eyes, she looked back again, seeing that Pervy was still there, now confused.
“...Did you do that thing where you close your eyes and see your ex?” she asked with an eyebrow raised, “Like on all those really bad sitcoms?”
“Yeah…” Rainbow muttered, running a hand through her hair, “I guess being here’s making me see things…”
Pervy smiled and pulled her down, kissing her softly. Not like the other times, where it was rough and dripping with sexual energy. This was… intimate. It reminded Rainbow too much of old times, something she wasn’t sure she wanted to remember. But she couldn’t pull back from it, she couldn’t run from it. It was too perfect. She needed it more than she was willing to admit. So much so, tears formed behind her closing eyelids.
Pulling away briefly, Pervy sighed, “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Rainbow murmured, nuzzling her, “Thanks…”
“No, I should be thanking you,” Pervy smiled, nuzzling her back.
“Why? I’m the one in the asylum here,” Rainbow snickered a little, “I should be thanking you for keeping me sane.”
Pervy bit her lip, and looked Rainbow in the eye, “Do you really want to thank me?”
“Of course! Why, you got a way I can thank you?” Rainbow asked.
Pervy nodded, “Give me a name.”
“A name?” Rainbow parrotted, a little confused, “You kinda do, don’t you? Oh, you mean like a real name, an actual name?”
Pervy nodded again, “I know how your brain works isn’t clear to you guys on the outside. But inside, we don’t have names. We have labels that describe what part of the psyche we represent. Names are for people… individuals.”
“Oh… So you pretty much want to be your own person, not just the part of me that you are,” Rainbow realized, exhaling, “Well, I… jeez, I’m no good with names. I took over a week just to think of a possible name for my unborn baby,” at this she felt a stab of pain, trying to shake it off, “Okay, so a name. Um, I don’t know… Do you have any in mind? Like you know, what kind of name you’d go for?”
Pervy shrugged, “I don’t know. Do people really get to pick their own names?”
“Not unless they want to change their birth names,” Rainbow said, shaking her head, “Course sometimes that just leads to nicknames and stuff. But yeah, in a way you kinda can. Jeez, this is hard, um… wow. What the heck do I name someone who’s practically me? It needs to be awesome, something cool, something people will remember, something to stand out…”
“You can take your time if you want,” Pervy said softly, “I’d just really like one…”
“Okay, so…” Rainbow sat back, considering names.
For the next two hours.
They sat around the cell, doing various things, from playing cards, to tossing a tennis ball, to even just sitting there. Not much was spoken, even when Pervy was picking at the food left there and eating it.
“You don’t mind, do you?” Pervy asked, picking at the tray.
“Nah, you go ahead,” Rainbow said, shaking her head, “I can’t eat. Anytime I tried, I couldn’t keep it down. Got no appetite, either.”
Pervy shrugged and took a spoonful of mashed potatoes, “I can see why. This tastes like shit… I think. I’ve never tasted shit before.”
“Me neither,” Rainbow chuckled, “Yeah, food here’s pretty sucky. I sure miss Fluttershy’s food. Best food I ever ate.”
“Equestria needs better funding for its hospitals,” Pervy said, before perking up, “Hey, I just had a political thought!”
Rainbow laughed a little, “Is there a Political me in there? ‘Cause now you must be stealing her thunder!”
“Not really,” Pervy shrugged, “That stuff comes from your environment, so that’s all you. We just have personalities and dispositions.”
“Really huh,” Rainbow leaned up against the wall and placed her hands behind her head, “Sure must be a colourful bunch, eh? And yeah, that was totally an intended pun.”
“Yeah… mostly a bunch of us just fuck all the time,” Pervy admitted, “Sort of a weird thing in there. There’s me and Horny who are all about sex, but everyone likes it and wants it from time to time.”
“Wait, there’s a Horny?” Rainbow said with disbelief, beginning to laugh, “Sounds like real-life me!”
“Not really. Horny just likes to fuck. I like all the dirty, dangerous, illegal stuff,” Pervy grinned, “Like, Horny isn’t the one who likes it in the ass, or wants to bang that cute girl who was always hangin’ out at your place.”
“Right,” Rainbow laughed a little, “Heh, Horny… Poor girl. Anyone who’s funny? Would she be Funny or what?”
“Yeah, but she prefers to be called ‘Drole’,” Pervy shrugged, “Fucking French people.”
“Hey, French is freaking sexy. Pretty much any word sounds sexier,” Rainbow laughed a bit, falling onto her side and sitting up, “What else? This is pretty fun, discovering all those in-in… car...car… those personas of me.”
“Incarnations,” Pervy explained, “Well there’s Sulky. Technically, he’s called Doubt, but we all called him Sulky after that fit he threw when we told him to stop making you miserable.”
“Wait, that’s a guy? Unreal. Yeah, Sulky was pretty much the worst. Wanted to smack his face in,” Rainbow made a face, “If he had a face, anyway.”
“Yeah, some of them are guys,” Pervy nodded, “Not as many as the women. But they’re there.”
“Holy crap!” Rainbow laughed again, slapping her knee, “Now that’s gotta be interesting.”
“You have a dick, what did you expect?” Pervy asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Not sure, but I guess that makes sense when I think about it. Hey! I just thought of something,” Rainbow wiped her nose and stood up, “Since you’re awesome and sexy as hell, I’m gonna get you a French name! Not sure what most of them mean, but they sound sexy, so that works.”
Pervy blushed and smiled, “T-Thanks… so what did you have in mind?”
“Uh, wow. Now there’s the hard part,” Rainbow sat down again, biting her lip, “Any of the ones that end with ‘elle’? They’re pretty.”
Pervy shrugged, “No idea. Language is your thing.”
“Let’s see… This is gonna take a while.”
Another thirty minutes passed, with Rainbow now laying on her bed, staring up at the ceiling thoughtfully. Pervy meanwhile paced, tossed the tennis ball, jogged on the spot, then sat down on the bed.
An interruption came as the door was unlocked, then opened, as two orderlies and Doctor Firebrand entered. All too soon Rainbow leaped up, blocking Pervy from view, despite that they didn’t seem to notice her.
Firebrand did, however, notice Rainbow jump up suddenly, “Is something wrong, Ms Dash?”
“What do you want?” Rainbow demanded, her voice cracking, “Coming to tell me I’m crazy, doc? Is that it? Well, then here’s your diagnosis! I’m fucking nuts! Crazy! Big whoop! Hope you’re happy!”
“Rainbow, I will not be happy until you are out of my hospital,” Firebrand said flatly, flipping through his charts, “You have a visitor. She is underage, so as per your court orders, you’re required to wear wrist restraints.”
“Like a prisoner,” Rainbow said flatly, then took a step back, “Well, forget it. I don’t need someone from the outside telling me how much more of a monster I already am.”
An orderly stepped forward, holding out what looked like leather arm-bands with a two inch connector.
“I can assure you, they’re nothing like handcuffs,” Firebrand explained, “They’re for safety, they’re not meant to be uncomfortable. And she insisted on coming to see you. Her and a lovely young woman are waiting to be let in.”
The descriptions settled in Rainbow’s mind, with conflicting emotions arising. But then why would Firebrand have been so vague about it? Oftentimes people you didn’t know were described with vague terms. Why would he disguise one of his own patients and Scootaloo too?
Unless it wasn’t. But she had no idea who it could possibly have been if that weren’t the case.
Letting out a sigh, she held her wrists out, “Fine.”
The orderly stepped forward and fastened Rainbow’s wrists into the restraints. Once he stepped away, Rainbow immediately tested how much she could move her arms and hands. She couldn’t reach the clasps to undo them, and couldn’t separate her arms more than a few inches. Other than that, she had enough comfortable movement.
Firebrand moved toward the door, “Alright, you can come in now. We’ll leave you three alone.”
The orderlies and Firebrand left, and her visitors came in.
Little Miss Super Kind Doormat
“Rainbow!” came a familiar, high voice as something white slammed into her and hugged her around the shoulders.
The voice reached her ears and Rainbow looked down to see none other than Sweetie Belle, much to her own surprise, “...Sweetie Belle?”
Sweetie Belle nodded and hugged her tighter as a clacking sound came from the doorway.
“Hello, Rainbow Dash,” Rarity said stiffly, her lips pursed.
At this, Rainbow backed as far away from Sweetie Belle as she could, “Rare… if you’re gonna tear into me, don’t even. I’ve heard it. I fucking get it.”
“I’m not going to, Rainbow,” Rarity said, though she didn’t soften, “Sweetie Belle specifically asked me not to. But either way, I’m certainly not pleased with what happened with you two.”
Sweetie Belle moved closer and sat down in a chair next to her, “Rainbow, I’m so sorry I got you stuck in here…”
Sighing, Rainbow refused to look at either of them, “It’s not your fault, kid. If anything, blame Twilight, she called them in the first place. Then you can sprinkle a little bit on Fluttershy too. So don’t worry about it. Not like you were trying to get me put away in the first place.”
“No, but if I hadn’t… none of this would have happened if I wasn’t such a…” Sweetie Belle rubbed her eyes and took a deep breath, “...Can I have a hug?”
Exhaling, Rainbow nodded and opened her arms as much as she could, “Okay, sure.”
Sweetie Belle ducked under her hands and wrapped her arms around Rainbow’s midsection, crying a little into her shirt. Rarity’s face softened and she took a seat in a fourth chair.
“Rainbow…” she said, taking a deep breath, “I’m willing to… try and put this behind us, providing you co-operate with Doctor Firebrand and make a real effort to get well.”
“Great, so now I’m getting ultimatums? I want out of here, Rare, but then what? No one’s gonna look at me the same way ever again. I’m probably never going to get near Scootaloo again because she’ll be afraid. Parents and teachers will practically quarantine kids if I’m around,” Rainbow muttered bitterly, “Face it, I’m a pedophile and no one’s ever gonna trust me again. Twilight doesn’t even think to consult me about this, either. Nope! Just sends her goons over to kidnap me and take me here against my will! Wonderful! I’ve got awesome conditions to get better!”
“Rainbow, Twilight has been keeping your condition under a very tight lip,” Rarity explained, “When your boss called looking for you, she told her that you’d had a nervous breakdown. Nobody knows why you’re in here, all they know is that you needed help. Twilight practically saved your reputation by sending you here. And Scootaloo misses you so much. She cried for over a week when she found out you’d lost custody of-”
Sweetie Belle made silencing motions, but the damage was done.
“...What… No… no… NO!” All at once Rainbow crumbled, falling to her knees and beginning to sob, “Damn it all!”
Rarity sighed, “...Yes. Twilight couldn’t keep this from everyone. Social services found out what had happened with her and handed full custody over to Fluttershy. Oh, speaking of Fluttershy...”
Sweetie Belle wrapped her arms around Rainbow’s neck and kissed her cheek, “Um… Fluttershy did something really nice… do you want to know?”
“She can rot in HELL for all I care! But fine! Humour me! Tell me what little miss perfect did this time!” Rainbow growled angrily, despite the tears flowing down her cheeks at the mention of her.
Rarity huffed and pulled a slip of paper out of her jacket pocket, handing it to her, “She had some paperwork filed for you. And perhaps you ought not to speak about your wife that way.”
“...What? What are you talking about?” Rainbow looked up, taking the paper from her, “We weren’t married. I dumped her, remember?”
“Remember when you two got engaged and filed for your marriage license?” Sweetie Belle explained, “It came back the other day… everything was approved. If you sign that paper… you will be.”
At this she looked down, reading over the paper, and seeing a line at the bottom where she had to sign her name. The line next to it already had Fluttershy’s in its neat cursive.
“...She’d still want to… even after this?” Was all Rainbow could say, her eyes never leaving the paper, “How could she…”
“She’d have come down herself, but Doctor Firebrand says she shouldn’t yet,” Sweetie Belle said softly, “Technically, we weren’t supposed to bring this with us…”
Sniffling, Rainbow placed it aside onto the desk in the room, “Fine. I’ll think it over.”
“I suppose that will do,” Rarity sighed, standing up, “Come on, Sweetie Belle.”
“Just a little while longer?” Sweetie Belle begged, “Please?”
Rarity sighed again, “Fine. I’ll go tell Ascentia we’ll be a little while longer. Keep your skirt down, young lady.”
She turned and strode out the door, leaving Rainbow and Sweetie Belle alone.
“I’m grounded,” Sweetie Belle mumbled.
“Grounded, huh,” Rainbow didn’t quite look at her, instead opting to glance out the window, “How long?”
“The entire summer,” Sweetie Belle said, hugging Rainbow around the shoulders.
“Wow. Longest I was grounded was two weeks,” Rainbow exhaled, shaking her head, “But I guess I can see why.”
“Yeah, you never tried to spread your legs for a grown woman,” Sweetie Belle grumbled, sitting back down in her chair, “It’s not fair…”
“Hey, you got off easy. I’m stuck in this place because of what I did,” she snapped, “So get over it, will ya? At least you get to be at home and be able to live a normal life once it’s over. Grounded for the summer in your own home? Boohoo, who cares. I’m probably ‘grounded’ for years in a MENTAL hospital! Shitty food, crazy people, doctors, and a place that’s not my own room! How do you think I feel? Frankly I’d rather be fourteen years old and grounded for the summer right now! So don’t tell me what’s not fair!”
“Jeez Dash,” Pervy said, laying a hand on her shoulder, “Ease up, she’s just a little girl.”
“I wasn’t talking about being grounded,” Sweetie Belle said, her eyes watering.
“...Then what were you talking about?” Rainbow wanted to know, softening a little as she took a breath to calm down.
“Everything else,” Sweetie Belle said, shaking a little in her seat, “You’re stuck in here because I wouldn’t listen when you said no. I love Apple Bloom and Scootaloo, but you’re so pretty and I have such a big crush on you, and I had to go and be such a dumb slut and try to get you to do me, and look what happened. I even stopped, and you still ended up in here! Why couldn’t I just be sixteen already? Then none of this would have happened! We could have just done it and nobody would be in trouble and it’d be over with!”
“No. Don’t say stuff like that, kid,” Rainbow turned away again, raising her wrists to wipe her eyes, “Don’t even dare. I still would’ve been dumped and you’d be alienated and then open your legs for any crush you had.”
“Works for Pinkie Pie…” Sweetie Belle said, looking bitter.
“Pinks doesn’t do it behind anyone’s back and doesn’t keep secrets about who she sleeps with.”
“She knows…” Sweetie Belle said, wiping her eyes, “I told her…”
“Good for you. Least you got an outlet for that,” Rainbow sighed, turning away completely, “Sweetie Belle, you’re a good little friend and I’m glad to have had the three of you. But I’m not letting this happen again. After I’m out, I’ll probably never go near you girls again until I know I can keep control. So don’t say things like that. It’s never going to happen. Ever.”
Rainbow had expected Sweetie Belle to understand why Rainbow couldn’t be around them and why the girl should let go of her adolescent fantasies.
Rainbow expected a little too much from a teenage girl being tormented by puberty.
“No!” Sweetie Belle said, teary eyed, “You can’t just go away! We love you so much! You’re our best friend! You’re Scootaloo’s Mom! You helped Apple Bloom and me… and you’re so…”
She folded her face in her arms and broke down crying.
“Kid, I know. I love you girls too, believe me. But I gotta protect you from myself. That’s why I’m here. Apparently, anyway,” Rainbow sighed, wiping her eyes, “I just don’t want to look at you girls as sex objects. I want to see the young fun girls who were like little sisters to me. I want to see Scootaloo as my daughter.”
Pervy pulled back on Rainbow’s shoulder, “She’s a teenage girl, Dashie. You were in her position once. Pretty woman setting her panties on fire that she can’t have. It’s hard for a lot of girls, and I think she feels really guilty about being the catalyst that got you in here. Don’t break the poor girl’s heart. Do you really think anything’s going to happen in the middle of the hospital?”
“No…”
“Well I think you can afford to be a little more honest with her,” Pervy said, “You’re cuffed and considered not of sound mind. If any sex does happen, it certainly won’t be with your consent. And Rarity’s gonna be coming back soon… I think…”
“But-”
“But nothing,” Pervy said firmly, “This poor girl is in tears. She loves her girlfriends, but she really wants you and she knows she can’t have you. When you get out, your friends are going to be more careful not to let you in those risky situations anymore. Rarity’s certainly not going to trust either of you to be alone together. So just give the poor girl something to masturbate to at home.”
“...Fine, okay,” Rainbow conceded, turning back to Sweetie Belle, “Kid, look. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you cry there. I just don’t want anything else to happen, not to you or anyone. Look, if you need to… I don’t know, something to masturbate to, I can understand. Come on, look at me, okay?”
Sweetie Belle lifted her head and wiped her eyes, her face flushed as she turned her gaze to Rainbow, “I’m sorry, Rainbow… I just… I just…”
“Look, it’s okay. I’ve been there. Crushing on a pretty girl I can’t have for whatever reason, and these days I got a worse sex drive than before. I know you can’t help your feelings and you’re not trying to make this harder, okay?” Now she sat down, keeping close but still within safe distance, “You can go ahead and say stuff like that, take a load off yourself and try to feel better. Your fantasies are all you got but they’ll help. Don’t hold yourself back in all that stuff.”
“I know… I just…”
She got up, moved to the door and closed it, listening to the soundproof seal as her okay to let it out.
“I just want you to rip my dress off and fuck me!” she half screamed, resting her forehead against the door, “It’s driving me crazy! I love my girlfriends so much, but I just want you to pound me until I see stars!”
“Damn…” Pervy whispered, “That’s hot.”
Feeling her erection twitch in her garb, Rainbow backed away still, not trusting herself, “Okay, okay, there you go. That’s a start…”
Sweetie Belle turned around and stepped toward her, while Pervy laid her hands on Rainbow’s shoulders.
“I’ll take care of that when they’re gone,” she whispered, “So don’t worry.”
Sweetie Belle looked her right in the eye, “You know what, I wish I had done it that day. Sometimes I kick myself for letting it slip by me. Sometimes I want to go back in time and slap that stupid pill bottle out of your hands!”
Rainbow winced, both from the immense guilty pleasure of the thought and also just how much more disastrous it would have been if that did happen, “Y-Yeah, I’m sure you do.”
“You know I haven’t seen Apple Bloom or Scootaloo since I was grounded,” Sweetie Belle said sharply, “Part of my punishment. But I can’t think about them. All I end up thinking about is you. Your hair, your skin, your cock. I just… can’t stop thinking about you!”
Pervy’s arms wrapped around Rainbow’s shoulders, “Damn, this girl has it bad.”
‘Felt that way anytime I looked at girls in high school,’ Rainbow mused, taking a breath to calm herself, ‘Especially… urgh, stop thinking about her! Okay, I can do this.’
“Yeah, that’s normal, perfectly normal,” Rainbow said, shifting her gaze a little.
As much as Sweetie Belle was getting more and more excited by confessing to Rainbow, she was also feeling more relaxed. Like a huge weight being taken off her shoulders. She wasn’t sure why, but it felt good to come clean in a safe environment.
“...Sometimes I…” she shook a little, not sure if she could confess this one, “...Wish you and Rarity would both take me…”
“Oh this girl is beyond naughty,” Pervy said with a chuckle.
“Okay, that’s-wait, what?” Rainbow snapped her gaze to Sweetie Belle in surprise, “Okay, wait a minute. Back up. Me and Rarity? Where’d that come from?”
“Rarity was how I realized I was gay,” Sweetie Belle said, quieter than before, sitting back down on her chair, “I… I saw her naked a few times and I liked it. I really liked it. Before I came out to Apple Bloom and asked her out, I used to fantasize about my sister…”
“Damn, she’s really got a thing for older women,” Pervy laughed.
Rainbow nodded, shifting in her seat a bit, “O-kay then. Understandable, I’ve sure fantasized about older women when I was your age. Does Rare know about that?”
“...No,” Sweetie Belle said, “But that didn’t stop me from being a little creeper about it…”
“Oooh! I wanna know! Tell me!” Pervy giggled.
“A creeper? What do you mean? You spy on her?” Rainbow asked.
Sweetie Belle nodded, “When she’s changing… or taking a shower… or trying to be alone. Even when I started crushing on you, I was still spying on my sister. And… sometimes I’d steal her… her underwear.”
“Dayum!” Pervy exclaimed, “Sweetie Belle’s a dirty girl! Never would have expected it… wait, what if she’s only crushing on you because you’re close to Rarity? You know, can’t fuck the girl, try and fuck the girl’s best friend?”
“Good point,” Rainbow said, turning back to her, “Hey kid, it just occurred to me. You’ve felt this way toward Rare even before you crushed on me like you said, right?”
Sweetie Belle sniffled and nodded, “Yeah…”
“And you still feel this way about her, like right now?” Rainbow clarified.
“Yeah…” Sweetie Belle admitted, fiddling with her dress.
“Okay, whoa, hands off the dress for a second,” Rainbow held her hands out, “You know, I think I’m getting something here. Most teen crushes, they’re kinda fickle. That’s normal, you’re kinda grasping on your hormones and how it feels to crush. But I think your crush toward me is kinda misguided.”
“You mean I just want you to rut me because I want Rarity to rut me?” Sweetie Belle asked, looking down at her legs.
“Well, kinda! Not to say you might not think I’m awesome, but I think that’s what’s happening here,” Rainbow reached over and patted her shoulder, “But I think there’s some kinda… what word does the doc say… transference going on here.”
Sweetie Belle nodded, “I know… I’ve known since last week…”
“Oooh, do tell,” Pervy grinned.
“...Rarity thought I was in bed and… she started masturbating on the sofa,” Sweetie Belle explained, “I was watching her and touching myself… I want her so badly, Rainbow…”
She buried her face in Rainbow’s neck, crying softly, unaware of the jaw-dropped woman standing in the doorway.
“Hey, hey, come on, kid, it’s okay. Don’t worry, you just-” Rainbow noticed someone in the doorway and looked, seeing Rarity there, “...Oh. Okay, how much did you just hear?”
“Enough to know why my sister always wants to stay at my house for weeks at a time,” Rarity said calmly, despite her shocked expression.
Sweetie Belle whipped around and started to panic, “Oh no… oh no… oh no oh no oh no!”
“Hey, hey, Sweetie, settle down,” Rainbow said, gently letting her down to the floor, “I think you guys need to go home and work this out.”
Sweetie Belle shook her head and buried her face back in Rainbow’s shoulder, “No! Please don’t make me go, she’ll hate me!”
Rarity stepped forward and knelt down to Sweetie Belle’s level, “I don’t hate you, darling. I’m certainly not pleased with you right now, but I don’t hate you. Come on, Ascentia’s waiting in the car. Let’s go home and talk about this, alright?”
Sweetie Belle whimpered, but let go of Rainbow’s neck, “...Okay.”
“Go on, kid,” Rainbow gave her a sisterly kiss on the head, “You’ve been honest with me today, now it’s her turn to hear it from you.”
“Okay… thanks Rainbow,” she said, taking Rarity’s hand, “...I think.”
Rarity gave her old friend a nod, before she then exited with her sister in tow. The orderlies came back, freeing her wrists, then exited as well and shut the door, locking it.
Exhaling, Rainbow got up and sat back on her bed, “Boy, that was a lot to take in…”
“Okay, I know you’re supposed to be in recovery and all,” Pervy said, sitting back in her chair, “But that girl is SMOKING hot! Like, holy shit! Cute, young, AND dirty as hell? Fuck, I want a turn with that.”
“Not helping, Perv,” Rainbow muttered, shaking her head.
“Oh you’re in a hospital. What’s the worst that can happen now that they’re gone?”
“That’s not the point!” Rainbow said, slapping the mattress, “In case you forgot, I also found out that I lost custody of Scootaloo! Try remembering THAT with a boner! So excuse me if I’m not exactly thrilled to be all by myself right now.”
“Yeah, and Fluttershy has custody now, and you can bet your bottom dollar that you’re not gonna stay mad at her for very long,” Pervy smirked, “It’s like every time the god of cruelty comes down to beat you across the face, another god of kindness comes down with its shipping goggles on.”
“Well that’s lovely, except she put me in here! Now she’s taking my own daughter away! Always so flawless and perfect, little miss super kind DOORMAT! Why’d it have to be her, why’d I even meet her when I was five, why did I even tell her my secret?! All it did was ruin my damn life!” Rainbow cried, burying her face in her hands.
Pervy’s smile fell and she scooted forward, “Do you want her back?”
Sniffling, Rainbow wiped her eyes, “Who the fuck am I kidding. She’s the best thing that ever happened to me. I fucked my own life… I don’t even know what to think anymore, Perv. Sorry, I shouldn’t call you that. You want a real name. I can’t just call you a one-note term anymore. From here on, I’m calling you… Cielle.”
She lifted her head from the disappointed hang she’d taken when Rainbow said she wanted Fluttershy back, her eyes shining, “...Really?”
“Yeah. You like it?”
“I love it,” Cielle smiled, a few tears falling down her face.
Managing a smile, Rainbow hugged her, “Okay then, Cielle it is.”
Cielle rushed toward her and hugged her tightly, kissing her cheek over and over again, “Thank you! Thank you so much!”
“Aw hey, you’re welcome,” Rainbow kissed her cheek as well, releasing her.
Cielle smiled, wiping her eyes, “I love you so much, Rainbow Dash…”
“Love you too, P-sorry, Cielle,” Rainbow smiled more, “Hey, you go lie down there. I’ll be right with you.”
Cielle smiled and lay down on the cot, closing her eyes and sighing happily as she pronounced her new name under her breath.
Going over to her desk, Rainbow looked down at the paper, taking hold of a pen. She bit her lip, uncertain of her decision. Mind conflicted, she wondered what could possibly have been the better choice. Then again, it was obvious.
‘I really am just getting angry for nothing. I guess Perv, no, Cielle’s right. Can’t stay mad at her, can I… And I know I’m gonna end up kicking myself if I rip this up.’
Sighing a bit, she hunched over, then carefully signed her name on the line.
‘Who am I to deny Flutters… She wants me even after all this.’
“All right then,” Rainbow went over to the cot, joining her counterpart on it, “I’ve still got a boner here, hot stuff.”
“I’ll do anything you want, Dashie,” Cielle said with a grin, her eyes wide and happy.
“Uh… Drop the Dashie, keep it at Dash, okay?” Rainbow managed, giving a sheepish smile, “Ah, don’t worry about it. Now come here!”
“Sure thing, Dash,” Cielle said happily, moving closer and wrapped her hands around the back of her neck.
