Author's Note

Just a lil extra me and Dragonpony cooked up.

Mini-Chapter: Outtake

"Why did I tell her about me and Spike!?" Twilight Sparkle mentally whined as she walked back home as fast as she could.

Her mistake: talking to her mother, a writer, about her relationship with Spike.

Unfortunately, Twilight Velvet also had one of the dirtiest minds in Canterlot. Twilight berated herself the entire way for letting her mom talk her into telling about their first time as material for a new book.

Six months later, 'The Librarian and The Dragon' was currently in the Best Seller Top 10.

It was also listed as one of the most sexually explicit novels out there; and now Twilight could barely look anywhere with out seeing a mare or stallion reading it intently and/or blushing brightly.

By the time she reached Golden Oaks, she was borderline running to get inside. The moment she cleared the frame, she whirled around to shut it as fast as possible.

"Twi?" Spike's voice called up from behind.

"Oh, Spike! I..." She turned...and froze.

In his hand was an open copy of the book, "Your mom's new book..." Before he could finish, she had almost teleported over and buried her face in his chest, forcing him to wrap his arms around her to steady them both.

"I am SO sorry!" She whimpered, her voice muffled by his shirt, "I didn't know my mother was going to use us for her new book, I swear!"

"It's not really that bad, to be honest."

"I know I shouldn't have told...w-what? Not..? You're not upset?" She looked up at him.

"Well, she really should've asked us for permission first, but aside from that, it's pretty good. Actually..." He leaned down and whispered. The new husky tone and hot breath on her ear sending a shiver down her body., "It's given me a few...ideas."

"I-ideas?" She glanced up, only to blush at the smoldering look he was giving her, "W-what did you have in mind-EEP!" She squeaked and blushed harder when she felt his hand get a firm hold of her tush.

"Interested in creating our own sequel?"

Meanwhile, back at Twilight's Parent's house:

"Writer! Senses! TINGLING!" Velvet almost bellowed, a wide grin on her face.