His Little Pet

The Daily Life of Twilight Sparkle and Spike - Volume 15

I'm writing this less than an hour after waking up in a bed that contained one satisfied purple unicorn, one very satisfied yellow pegasus, and one annoyingly-loudly-snoring dragon and I have come to the firm conclusion that I need a bigger bed. I mean it's nice, snuggling all close together but really, if this happens more often than once a month I'm going to slowly be beaten to death by the floor I keep hitting as I fall off the bed. And whose idea was it to make floors so hard, hmm? Were I in charge of construction I would make all floors out of floating magical carpets. That way when you fall down or drop something it hits a cushion and doesn't hurt.

But the reason I'm sitting here, hair mussed, waiting for Spike to bring me some coffee, and looking over at Fluttershy's increasingly red face, is because I have just asked and she has answered a very important question. She has just agreed to join out little family... Kind of.

When I asked her this morning if she wanted to.. well, my exact words were, "Here, put this on." As I brought over one of my favourite collars. It was a beautiful green silk piece with tiny flame patterns stitched in red along its length.

And of course, Fluttershy being Fluttershy she responded with, "Oh, um, isn't that a little risqué?" I was dumbfounded at first. Maybe if she wore it in public, or maybe if it was one with a leash attachment then it could be called risqué, but silk, and inside?

"Of course not." I promptly responded, "And besides, how else would you tell Spike that you love him? Well, other than saying it, of course."

For a second I didn't realize why she went red in the face but I figured it out as soon as she started speaking, "L-l-love him? That, um, well, that's a very strong word. I mean, yes, we just had the best night of my life so far but, well..." She trailed off into another deep blush, hiding behind her hair. I got it then.

"You know Fluttershy, with any other pony I might accuse you of using us for your own pleasure and then leaving after you got what you wanted." She tried to say that this wasn't so but I held up a hoof to forestall her, "As I said, with any other pony I might think such a thing, but I know that you're almost as honest as Applejack and that you wouldn't do such a thing. I can also understand that joining a family... I believe that this arrangement is called a... It's not a herd because the male isn't a stallion... It's not a flock because none of us are gryphons. I've heard that one mare with several stallions is called a wing when they are pegasi... Ah!" I exclaimed, "There's a book on this!" And I zipped over to my shelf of dictionaries, thesauri, and encyclopedias and pulled out one thesaurus and one encyclopedia.

"Ok," I said out loud, and flipped to herd in the thesaurus and looked at the other words for it, checking their definitions and uses in the encyclopedia until, "Aha! A relationship that contains multiple female participants and a single male participant where the participants are of different races is called a harem." I slipped the books back into their shelves and spotted Spike coming down the stairs rubbing his eyes and looking blearily around and I smiled at him and tilted my head toward the kitchen and mouthed, "Fluttershy," To which he gave a little smile and walked in ahead of me, giving his good mornings and beginning breakfast.

"Now, as I was saying, joining a harem is quite a big step and I know that you wouldn't take it lightly but I thought that, since you came to us and were, for you, quite forward about your desires, I thought that you had thought it over."

"Well, I did, and I came to the conclusion that I wanted this but... I just don't know if I'm ready for the kind of commitment that being part of your..." She blushed further, "Family would be... Maybe we could, I don't know, go on a few dates first? If that's alright with you and Spike?"

I am ashamed to admit that I was a bit miffed when she said that and was about to make a comment about how she probably should have asked before she started sucking my Master's meat pole like a ten bit whorse when Spike, always the diplomat, saw my expression and began speaking before I could.

"That sounds wonderful Fluttershy." He said as he heated up the pan for pancakes, "In fact, I don't think Twilight and I have ever been on a proper date."

"Oh?" She responded, surprised. "Then how long have you been together?" I wasn't going to quite tell her the truth, Spike had technically been underage when we first began our relationship but a vague answer would work just as well.

"A couple of years."  Was my response.

"Really? And you've never gone on a date before?"

"No," I realized, "I guess we just never got around to having one."

Fluttershy's face lit up like the sun, "We could have one together." And I found that I really liked the idea. Spike and I had had our share of time together over the years. Heck, if you look at it from the right angle our entire last year before coming to Ponyville could be called one long date. Now, having a real and proper date with both my oldest friend and lover and one of my newest friends and newest lover would be absolutely fantastic.

It was at this point that I thought I should detail these events as they happened and ran upstairs to get this book. Now Spike is putting breakfast on the table and after breakfast I'll take Fluttershy to her cottage. After our date I'll bring her back here and we can detail her first sexual experience and date together.

Maybe I should start a new book titled: The Daily Life of The Greenfire Family but I think it might be a little soon for that.