Can you avoid getting impregslaved?

"Ooh, hey Mahogany!" An excited voice calls out as you step through the doorway. Bounding quickly up to you comes a pony recognisable to pretty much the entire town, the party pony Pinkie Pie.

"Pinkie!" You greet her back, surprised. "Are you just hanging out here? I mean, I know you're friends with pretty much everyone, but does that include the princess too?"

She nods bouncily. "Of course! Twilight's one of my bestest friends in the whole wide world!"

"Wait, really?" You're somewhat taken aback. "Crap, does that mean you're actually somepony really important too? Should I have been referring to you as, I dunno, Duchess Pinkie or something?"

"Oooh, that sounds cool!" Pinkie exclaims excitedly.

Just then, your conversation is interrupted by a chuckle from the princess. "Please, Mahogany was it? You don't need to worry about formalities. I may be a princess now, but I was a citizen of Ponyville first, and I don't want the townspeople to feel isolated from me just because of my new title."

"Really?" You let out another sigh of relief. "Phew. Thanks Princess, uh, Twilight? That's actually a really big weight off my chest. I was worried I might get executed or something for bringing such a trivial matter before royalty."

"Well, let me be the judge of this matter's triviality," she says with a smile.

"Aww, are you guys gonna play Trivial Pursuit? Dang, now I wish I could stay," Pinkie pouts, her ears drooping. But, she wouldn't be Pinkie if she stayed upset for long, and unsurprisingly, she perks back up again a few seconds later. "Oh well! Maybe I'll just add it to the list of games for the party tonight! Which reminds me, don't forget about the party tonight, Mahogany!"

You chuckle. "What are we celebrating this time, Pinkie? The twenty-ninth Saturday of the year?"

"No silly, that's not 'til next week! Tonight's the college graduation party!"

You slap your forehead. Of course, you completely forgot about that! Man, lucky Pinkie reminded you. Pastel would've killed you if you'd been a no-show.

"Shouldn't you have left college like five years ago?" Twilight raises a suspicious eyebrow towards Pinkie.

"Well sure, but everyone knows I'm the best party-planner in Ponyville! Speaking of which, I reeaaallly ought to hurry, if I'm gonna finish all the preparations in time. Bye!" And with that, she was off, bouncing out the door and away into the distance.

Princess Twilight shrugs, giving you a 'well, that's just Pinkie Pie' look. "So then, you wanted to ask me about some curse-like magic?"

"Oh, right! Well uh, actually it might be easier if I just show you," you tell her, then pull aside your collar and crane your neck to the side, showing her the horseshoe-shaped mark.

"Hmmm..." She leans in to take a closer look, stroking her chin thoughtfully. "It could be an early case of the cutie pox. Have you felt any urges to try your hand at blacksmithing since it showed up?"

You shake your head. "Not really. And I've had it for about five years, so I don't think it can really be considered an 'early case.'"

She frowns, standing upright again. "Well, perhaps you could tell me how you got it?"

"Sure," you nod, moving your head back before your neck starts to go stiff. "I was with- er, by myself in the Everfree Forest, and I picked this strange flower. When I did, it kinda exploded into pollen. Then this stripy grey guy burst out of his hut, and started ranting about how it would- er, curse me." You blush at the end, feeling awkward about telling the Princess exactly what he said, given its quite sexual nature.

"A zebra," Twilight states, arms folded. "That's the type of pony you encountered. And given that, plus the fact that this is a plant-based problem, I think I might know somebody who'll know more about this than I do. If you'd like, we can go and ask her about all this together?"

Agree to go visit the expert with Princess Twilight

Volunteer to go by yourself

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