The Refugees

The Refugees
by neorenamon

Once Celestia has restored the dignity of her outfit, and Miss Rarity, Spike, and Bakabaka had all dressed more... presentably, she led them all out from to where her sister and the others waited. Oddly enough, Celestia felt that Bakabaka's lace maid uniform only needed a white apron to be acceptable, even if she didn't really notice what sort of view one would get once they got around to looking at her flank side.

Rarity, dressed in a white summer dress that ran all the way down to her fetlocks, said, "Well, I want you all to meet my new permanent live-in assistant and tailor in training, Miss Bakabaka." She pulled Bakabaka to her side as she smiled.

They could all hear a guard speak to another next to him saying, "Ain't she adorable?"

"I wouldn't chuck her out of bed for getting crumbs on it," replied the other guard.

Celestia ended the small talk as she cleared her throat loudly and said, "There should be more ponies waiting for us in the town square. The messengers should have gathered them all there by now. Let us proceed there." She walked over towards her chariot as Luna went towards hers.

"One would think there's plenty of tailors in Canterlot to measure big sister's expanding chest," muttered Luna under her breath.

"What was that, little sister?"

"Oh, I was just saying that surely my wiser, fairer, and more generous big sister knows what's best," she said quickly.

"I thought so."

Rarity, Spike and Bakabaka all climbed up onto Celestia's chariot. Once they were all in, she stepped closer to the Princess and slipped her hand through a slit in the side of Celestia's skirts. She knew exactly where she needed to move her hand because Miss Rarity had expressly designed the whole outfit for her to slip her hand in as she had. Celestia's eyes opened wide after several seconds had passed.

"This really isn't such a good time..."

"I'll tell you when it's a good time and when it's not," hissed Rarity quietly into her ear.

"Yes Mistress," she replied quietly.

"Oh how I adore that big firm flank of yours," she answered as something wiggled under Celestia's skirts.

"Ah," moaned Celestia softly, "You're going to get me all hot and wet like that."

"Just giving you a little reminder about who's the Dominatrix," she replied as she pulled her hand back and licked something drippy off her fingers, "and what you have to look forward to during out next little session."

"Yes my Mistress," panted Celestia who was quite that the sound of moving chariots would keep their conversation from being heard outside of the chariot itself.

The drove into the town square, and noticed that the whole place had been turned into a... giant party? Ribbons ran from every street pole to the next, balloons hung everywhere, and none of them were quite sure where all the bursts of confetti were coming from. Both Celestia and Luna facepalmed themselves as Spike said, "The Messenger told Pinkie Pie this was supposed to be a Rescue Party, didn't they?"

Celestia nodded solemnly.

"It's amazing how she can throw these things together so fast," marveled Spike, "It's like Pinkie Pie has an entire Party Warehouse stored in her mane or something."

"It defies reason," muttered the Princess.

"I guess so."

They looked about as they saw Mayor Mare, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, and the one responsible for the whole party mess, the bouncy Pinkie Pie. It seems everyone else in Ponyville who wasn't otherwise busy came by as well just because Pinkie Pie was throwing another one of her parties, and they all knew just how much she hated to turn any pony away from one.

"Citizens of Ponyville!" called the Princess, "I have called you all together... or at least those of you invited by Messenger... that Princess Twilight Sparkle has been taken by the... Diamond Dogs!"

It felt like all of Ponyville gasped at the same time.

"Therefore, I shall form a rescue party in order to get her back from them! While I wish I could do the whole thing with just our Royal Guards, I sadly know that they alone won't be enough! Rarity, Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash shall be most needed to save the Princess as well as their friend Applejack! Who here will help us in their time of need?!"

Almost everyone stepped forward, but their cheers seemed all but drowned out when Bulk Biceps and Acacia shouted their own little, "YEAH!!"

"As much as I'd love all your assistance, I fear the fillies, colts and foals cannot come with us. Those of the senior bent must stay behind to act as the responsible adults while we're gone. Yes, I'm talking to you, Granny Smith."

"Dagnabbit!" cussed Granny.

"The one known as Kimbuala will stay behind to tend to your well being. The other nurses will be needed with us. While we don't know the whole circumstances of their condition, I know for a fact that Princess Twilight's horn... has been cracked with Cold Iron. She is badly in need of..."

She was cut of by the huge gasp of concern from the ponies around her.

"I know that a cracked horn is a grave issue to both unicorns and alicorns alike, but I swear I shall do everything in my power to make sure she fully recovers from this obviously harrowing ordeal!"

A chant rose from the crowd, gaining in speed and volume. It soon became apparent that the chant was "Make them pay!"

"OUR FIRST CONCERN MUST BE THE RESCUE OF PRINCESS TWILIGHT SPARKLE AND HER FRIENDS!" called out Celestia, "It is not the time for bloodshed and revenge! I assure you those who are responsible for this crime shall be brought to justice, but that can wait!"

The crowd returned to murmuring.

"Arms and armor are being shipped here by air now even as I speak. Those of you who are comfortable with such things will be allowed to wear and use whatever is available, but those with fighting experience will get the first choice!"

Even as she spoke, several cargo chariots being hauled by more of Celestia's guards were coming in laden down with both weapons and armor of nearly all sizes and descriptions.

"Ooo!" cooed Pinkie as she bounced, "This is my first Rescue Party! Yay!"

Pinkie Pie was no small mare. She stood about as tall as Miss Rarity, minus the horn of course. But then her puffy pink mane and tail seemed to make up the difference. While she was not quite as top-heavy as Rarity, no one could deny that she had the better booty and legs. It seemed quite the showcase for her cutie mark of three balloons. The Princess was sure her legs, thighs and flank had to be because of her endless bouncing and skipping wherever she went. It seemed that her bounteous flank was hardly contained by her torn off blue jean shorts that looked more like bikini briefs on her. Her bosom and her heaving chest was also barely contained by the pink tube top that she wore over her above average breasts. With the aid of magic, balloons like her cutie mark were on her cheeks, shoulders, stomach, and upper arms that appeared like tattoos.

"Pinkie Pie!" scolded Celestia, "This is a serious matter! We need to speak of... OOF!"

Her scolding was cut off as Pinkie bound into her face and glomp-hugged Celestia, breasts and all, in a great big hug. It looked like her breasts were trying to mold themselves around Pinkie's arms like warm putty. Pinkie's own breasts were mooshed against the Princess' ribcage. She could hear Luna giggling from her own chariot. With her arms and wings pinned, all Celestia could really do was blush and sigh.

After a moment, she said softly, "I love you too, but we need to discus... more adult things now."

Pinkie squealed with delight, and suddenly kissed Celestia full on the lips. Those watching were sure that Pinkie was slipping Celestia some tongue in the process.

"I don't think that's what big sister had in mind," giggled Luna under her breath.

"Mmmppphhh!" replied Celestia.

"I must say that I yearn," sighed Bakabaka, "for the moment that's my turn."

"You and me both!" agreed Spike.