A Persistent Dashby DerpatorChaptersChapter 1 - I'm a virginChapter 2 - Cupcake partyChapter 3 - Apple buckingChapter 4 - Fabulous feelingChapter 5 - The Dash learns somethingChapter 1 - I'm a virginThere comes a time in every young mare’s life when they must grow up. By that, reader, it means popping your cherry. Nopony will be ashamed to admit that sex is a wonderful feeling, a sensation that will last with you. While some argue that the very thought should be reserved for cases such as oestrus, others say differently and consider it a leisure time experience. In the end, it is ultimately your own decision. You could save yourself for somepony special, or decide to lead an active sex life. The book was slammed shut hard. “...Who comes up with this junk!?” a voiced yelled through the library, enough to shake the walls. “What junk?” another voice asked, getting closer towards the first one. “This,” Twilight exclaimed, pointing towards the closed book, the atrocious load of rubbish, “It’s basically telling me to go out and rut somepony!” “Uh...” Spike stammered, “It is?” “Well, not exactly.” Spike sighed. “Let me have a look at that,” he grunted, snatching the book from Twilight. With little effort, he opened it up, soon finding the passage that she was reading. “You know, it says you have a choice here. You don’t have to.” “But...” Twilight whimpered, rubbing her two hooves together, “It’s calling me a virgin...” “No it isn’t,” Spike denied, having read the very, very poorly worded paragraph. The author should have been fired. He raised his head from the words below him, unamused. “Is this whole thing about Rainbow Dash?” Twilight’s eyes widened. “Why don’t you just take up her offer?” “No!” Twilight screamed without even thinking, Spike retreating a bit. “Yeesh!” Spike exclaimed as he covered his ears, lowering them again when she had stopped, “She’s got a point though Twilight. You do tend to stay indoors a lot. Maybe it could do you some good to...” he twiddled his claws together as he trailed off, not wanting to say it. “What,” Twilight sternly stated, pushing herself towards the dragon, not looking happy in the slightest, “Go out and rut somepony? Just some random stranger? Have sex with a pony I don’t know? Is that what you’re saying?” Spike twirled his eyes around, trying to not show his nervousness, forcing a smile. “Technically, you do know Rainbow Dash...” Twilight’s eye twitched. “That’s not the point!” Spike gave up, his arms going limp. “Then what do you want? You say you’re so worked up about being a virgin, and Rainbow Dash just comes and offers herself to you, but you go and turn her down. What gives?” “I... I don’t know Spike,” Twilight whimpered, lowering her voice, “I just feel like I’m lagging behind." She sighed, dipping her head down. "Maybe it is for the best.” “You mean you’re going to go out there and have sex with somepony?” Spike asked, raising his eyebrow. Twilight blushed, rubbing her head with her hoof. “Maybe...” Spike sighed, partially thinking of how exactly Twilight would manage to complete her crazy task. It’d probably consist of a questionnaire, of which the first question would be entitled ‘Will you sleep with me?’ He laughed a bit at his own imagination, before refocusing on the important business in front of him. “Why don’t you go talk to the others about this? If you’re so concerned about this virgin business, talk with them. Ask them what they think you should do. Who knows, they might be virgins too.” Twilight pondered over the idea for a moment, even nodding from how good it started to sound to her. Perhaps she did need some help. Rainbow Dash certainly was a quick thinker of things, so she would simply move past that fact. “Alright,” she agreed, a smile back on her, ready to head off, “I’ll do that.” “Good,” the dragon replied, starting to push the unicorn towards the door, grunting a little from her weight, “So go ask them.” “Right! Here I go!” Twilight confidently said, opening the front door with her magic. It was opened wide in front of her, and she took only a few steps forward. Poking her head out into Ponyville, she looked everywhere she could, her eyes surveying the scene laid out upon her, very keen. “Uh... Twilight? What are you doing?” “What does it look like Spike?” Twilight quietly replied, “I’m checking to see if Rainbow Dash is out there. You know what she’ll do if she finds me.” Spike raised his hand up, scratching his chin. “Yeah, I suppose so.” He waited a few seconds, just staring at Twilight browsing the outside landscape like a fool, “So, is she there?” “Not that I can see. I’d better make my move.” Without hesitation, she trotted off into Ponyville, waving behind her to Spike, who only waved in response, closing the library door, hoping the unicorn seriously got laid. Twilight kept an eye out with every step she took. If Rainbow Dash caught even the simplest glance of her anywhere, she’d be on her like a rock. Every single day she got found wherever she went, or Rainbow Dash simply came to the library. It would always play out the same. “So Twilight, do you want to sleep with The Dash?” She shuddered just from the multiple memories of the same question. The way she called herself ‘The Dash’. Just... no. The persistence. The never-ending asking. It got on her nerves a lot, and she didn’t even know why Rainbow Dash was so keen to sleep with her, but would always end up with a swift rejection, to which Rainbow Dash just scoffed at. Virgin or not, she couldn’t believe it. Why was Rainbow Dash after her? She didn’t find the pegasus attractive. ...At least, she didn’t think she did. And she had no clue what Rainbow Dash saw in her either. Except maybe, her talented intellect, her taste in literature, her well-kept library. There were plenty of other reasons Rainbow Dash might have the tiniest hint of interest in her, but she didn’t mean to brag. She had the more important task ahead of her, perhaps getting some advice from her friends. If they’d give it anyway. Were they even virgins themselves? She didn’t know, but she had an inkling she’d find out. Her rambling had involuntarily carried her across the street of Ponyville. When she snapped her head back, she found a familiar building, home of one Pinkie Pie. She smiled, knowing full well that the pink pony could probably help her. After all, she was never afraid to throw a ‘party’. She froze, getting the faintest idea that Pinkie Pie probably wasn’t a virgin. But then again, in the long run, that only made her predicament better. She could help her out with some advice. Who knew being a virgin could be so stressful and yet have its ups? She happily jumped her way into Sugarcube Corner, ready to ask the mare all sorts of personal questions, likely about to invade her entire private quarters of secrets and preferences. Did she do it with stallions or mares? Oh, the idea itself made her excited. But in her gleeful spring, she failed to notice that a certain cyan pegasus was sitting, or rather resting, on a cloud in the sky of Ponyville, watching her every move. She saw her enter the house of treats, and she even noticed how Twilight was so disturbed by her own thoughts, likely thinking of her. She couldn't blame her. She narrowed her eyebrows, her grin growing massively, right like a villain. She laughed like one too; ready to head off towards Sugarcube Corner to blast Twilight with the same question she asked every time. Who knows? Maybe she could get in a threesome with Pinkie Pie at the same time. Author's Note Well, this can't possibly end well can it? Chapter 2 - Cupcake partySugarcube Corner was very familiar to Twilight. Only a few ponies were scattered around the large room, talking amongst themselves, which at first glance, was fine for her situation. She had an initial fear that they’d hear or eavesdrop on her important questions to Pinkie Pie, who was happily waiting for her behind the counter. “Heya Twilight,” she greeted in a merrily voice, “What can I get you?” Twilight worried a little, checking her surroundings again to make sure they were in close vicinity to one another. At her personal satisfaction, she could begin her serious topic. “Hello Pinkie, do you mind if we talk in private?” Pinkie Pie raised her eyebrow, but nodded her head anyway. “Sure, how about my bedroom?” Twilight didn’t like the use of that word. Bedroom just smelled bad. “Sure...” she anxiously replied, following the bubbly mare up the stairs. Pinkie Pie’s figure looked rather energetic, something that she was paying too much attention to. She had a thought. Pinkie Pie was probably a very sexually active mare. Just something else to ask, if she’d even answer it anyway. Pinkie Pie led Twilight to her bedroom, letting the unicorn enter her quarters. Closing the door behind her, she kept up her positive mood, ready to talk with a friend. “So, what’s up?” Twilight blanked out for a moment. She didn’t know what to ask first, or how to start. Would she just come out and ask? “Pinkie, are you a virgin?” She whimpered immediately, hating herself for her stupid question. It escalated quickly. Pinkie Pie giggled, finding something funny. “What?” “Uh...” Twilight trailed, trying to get rid of the awkwardness, “Yes, are you a virgin?” Pinkie Pie narrowed her eyes, looking directly at Twilight. “You’re... serious, aren’t you?” Twilight took a gulp, the embarrassment fully coming over her, involuntarily taking a step backwards. She was ready to be dished out whatever rant Pinkie Pie would likely come out with. “I’m... I’m sorry,” she quietly said, dipping her head down a bit. “Sorry? For what?” Pinkie Pie went over towards Twilight, lifting her head up with her hoof. “What’s there to be sorry about?” “I... You don’t think I’m being too invasive?” Pinkie Pie giggled again, even rolling her eyes. “Well, when you just come out and ask me with no build up, then maybe. But you shouldn’t be ashamed of asking a simple question.” Whatever it was, that question did not feel simple at all. Not to Twilight anyway. She pawed at the ground, incredibly embarrassed. “So... are you?” Pinkie Pie blinked her eyes, motionless, before the question went in. “Am I a virgin?” Twilight confirmed by nodding. “Noperoony!” Twilight at first instinct should have probably jumped back and questioned anything and everything, even the dirty details, leaving none untouched. But really, she kind of saw it coming. Pinkie Pie was still a bit of mystery to her, as well as her other friends, but even she had her secrets. She loved to make ponies happy after all. To what extent was a different question entirely. “Oh,” Twilight said, not really know where to go from there. She hadn’t really thought that far ahead. “Umm...” Pinkie Pie remained excited, looking like she was proud to be having the personal conversation. “Why’d you want to know?” Twilight heard the question, the memory coming to her. Rainbow Dash, her being a virgin, feeling left out. It all came back. “To be honest...” she trailed, biting her lip, “I’m a virgin myself.” Twilight clenched her eyes shut. “Is that it?” Twilight scouted the room with her now opened eyes, not expecting the response Pinkie Pie came out with. She would have expected a laughing at her misfortune, or telling her to get with the times. The library bookworm cooped up inside all day not getting some? What wasn’t hilarious about that? “You don’t... find that funny?” Pinkie Pie gasped at Twilight’s wild accusation. “Why would I? What does it matter if you’re a virgin?” She leant in close to the calmer Twilight as a result from her kind words, edging towards the unicorn’s ear. “And just between you and me, I think that’s rather cute.” Twilight felt a blush come over her as Pinkie Pie backed away, still wearing her grin. “I don’t... I don’t even know what to say.” “Aww,” Pinkie replied, the cuteness of Twilight’s embarrassment coming to her, “So why’d you want to talk about this?” Rainbow Dash. Only Rainbow Dash. “I kind of feel like I’m behind everypony. I think I might want to...” “Pop your cherry?” Pinkie asked, finishing the sentence. The answer was confirmed when Twilight nodded. Putting on her thinking cap, she brought up her hoof to her chin. “Hmm...” Twilight felt the rising heat coming to her, the embarrassment really showing itself. But at the same time, she felt rather grateful to Pinkie Pie. She didn’t laugh, spit in her face, but rather help her out. If she still wanted to get laid anyway. Pinkie Pie was about to say something, when a continuous tapping resonated from her bedroom window. Looking around, she saw who it was, but Twilight didn’t want to believe it. “Oooh! Maybe Dashie could come up with something!” She gently bounced her way towards the window, opening it up, the... the... thing having access to the bedroom, and to her. Twilight froze in place. How did Rainbow Dash find her? She would ask, but Rainbow Dash had already flown her way in, that huge smile on her. It was about to happen, like every other time. “Reconsidered yet?” the pegasus asked straight fold, folding her hooves, hovering in the air. Twilight wanted to yell at Rainbow Dash right then and there, turning her down for the... whatever amount of times it would have become. Why didn’t she just quit? Day after day... “Reconsidered what?” Pinkie Pie asked, closing the window and re-joining the pair. Twilight chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of her head, now hoping to duck the situation and get away soon. “Oh... nothing...” “Really Twi?” Rainbow Dash accused, inching closer, “It isn’t nothing.” Twilight felt the pressure building, starting to walk backwards. She needed to escape from the pegasus, and quickly. Her location had been found out, so she needed to hide pronto. Or get away. Whatever would let her escape from the presence of a lust-filled sex pony. “What is it?” Pinkie Pie asked, also getting closer, concerned. Rainbow Dash paused in her advance, turning to Pinkie Pie. “I’m asking if she’s reconsidered my offer to sleep with her.” Twilight ducked, ready for it to come. The very idea of it all. Come crumbling down on her, the laughter ready to get to her. Being a virgin might have been alright, but Rainbow Dash? Laughable. “Oh...” Pinkie mused, piecing it together instantly, “Is that what this is about?” “What do you mean?” Rainbow asked immediately, now more interested, “What have you two been talking about?” Twilight saw Pinkie’s lips parting, the words about to come out. Trying to interject as quickly as she could, she tried to say something, but it was worthless, as Pinkie Pie already beat her to it. “Twilight wants to get laid.” That sentence. That statement. It was partially true, but with Rainbow Dash around, foolish. She eyed the door, ready to bolt at a moment’s notice. The current predicament she was in was too much for a teleportation spell. She wouldn't be able to concentrate hard enough. “Really now?” Rainbow Dash asked, increasing her slow advancement, her eyes full of hunger, her lips telling Twilight to accept her more than generous offer. Her hooves started to shake, even wobble, trembling. “I... I don’t...” “But Dashie is the perfect mare to sleep with!” Pinkie proclaimed, wrapping a hoof around the pegasus, “I should know!” Twilight, after hearing those words, seemed to question even more than was let on, more so than with Rainbow Dash. “Wait, what?” she asked, furrowing her brow deeply. “Aw, come on Pinkie,” Rainbow Dash sheepishly said, passing off embarrassment, “We don’t want to say too much here.” “But it was amazing!” Pinkie protested, sounding really serious, before she grew tenser, taking her hooves and rubbing them together, “Actually... I was wondering... since you're here and all. When are you next free?” Twilight’s jaw dropped, almost hitting the floor in the process. Was she... hearing that right? Rainbow Dash... took Pinkie Pie’s virginity? And now she... and Rainbow Dash... What? “Hmm,” Rainbow Dash thought out loud, “I have a clear slot tomorrow evening. How about then? Around seven?” Pinkie Pie sprang up into the air, giving out a loud “Woohoo!” in the process, already excited for the following evening, whatever it entailed. Probably sex. “So Twilight,” Rainbow Dash continued, facing the unicorn again, “How about it?” Twilight stammered, her lips continuously opening and closing. She couldn’t form anything cohesive, what she had just heard sticking with her. She certainly found out more than she could chew, unintentionally too. But she had more pressing matters to deal with. Rainbow Dash was right in front of her. Pressuring her again for sex. But she wouldn’t! “No!” she screamed out without thinking, taking her opportunity, breaking for the door, charging through the house. Behind her in her panicked moment, she could hear mumbles coming from Rainbow Dash, as well as Pinkie Pie sighing, likely in a pre-emptive state of euphoria. She winced more as she made her way through Sugarcube Corner, never looking back. Entering Ponyville again, she needed to make haste for somewhere. The library was out of the question; Rainbow Dash would search frantically over there first. She couldn’t decide quickly enough, already hearing a noise coming from the upstairs bedroom, Rainbow Dash the source. She was going to fly out of the window, ready to be hot on her tail, wanting nothing but sex. Twilight didn’t want to have sex with Rainbow Dash. It was wrong! It felt wrong! Panicking once more, she set her hooves off for an undetermined location, hoping to get somewhere. She needed to find somewhere to hide from Rainbow Dash, if only temporarily. Stay clear of the pegasus, is what she told herself the most. Being a virgin? She had a dark feeling in the back of her mind that was going to haunt her. Rainbow Dash, the harbinger of virginity. Or, as she liked to call herself, The Dash. Author's Note No one escapes The Dash. Chapter 3 - Apple buckingPonyville. A usually quiet town. Usually. When Twilight Sparkle goes barrelling down the street at full force, hiding behind a house, then you could tell that something is wrong. She was being covert, poking her head out from the structures every now and then, before finding a new spot to hide at. Spectators wouldn’t know what she was doing, but a suspicion about Rainbow Dash could have started. The pegasus was gently flapping her wings through the air, surveying the ground below. It was like she was a hungry predator, searching for her prey, casting a shadow down beneath her. She browsed the scene with her daring eyes, on the lookout for the unicorn she desired to sleep with, or rather, offered. Twilight moved when she had the chance, the game having already started. If Rainbow Dash caught a glimpse of her, just a flash, she’d have been found out. House after house, building after building, she found herself sneaking across Ponyville, something she really shouldn’t be having to do on a simple day. The intensity was rising, every time revealing herself was getting more risky. She had to find a form of shelter at some point, perhaps permanent. It was getting a tad ridiculous. But yet, would it really be a stretch to say that Rainbow Dash wouldn’t find her? Maybe she should have quit while she was ahead, just accepting the offer. Two of her friends weren’t virgins, so what did it matter? Why was she desperately going so far to avoid an offer for sex, and yet trying to find out her friends’ sexual lives? It was a misplaced opportunity, the idea not even getting to her. Maybe, in some twisted, warped figment of her imagination, she was playing some form of ‘hard-to-get’. Maybe she wanted Rainbow Dash, but didn’t know it yet. It wasn’t implausible, Rainbow Dash having a nice figure and all. What with the athletic muscles, her glorious wings, the lush coat... Twilight shook her head furiously. Why was she thinking too much about it? She hit her head a few times, telling herself to cut it out. She didn’t want Rainbow Dash, she kept telling herself. The purified mane, the calling voice. She didn’t want it. She scouted her surroundings for an arbitrary amount of times, searching for her next point to hide. Salutations must have been on her side, as there was something she spotted that could be used. To the side of the street was a large wooden cart, filled to the brim with apples. She could see Applejack talking with another pony at the side, likely a transaction just gone through. If Twilight guessed, she would be heading back to the farm with the cart. Gulping, before looking around one last time for Rainbow Dash, she bolted as fast as her hooves could carry her, charging straight at the cart. She spread her body out as she leapt at the fruit, diving into and under them all. Her body became covered in apples, perfectly covered in stealth as a few apples collided together from the sudden impact. Her breathing became laboured, the oxygen supply more reserved underneath the apple brigade. She daren’t move, the apples deciding to tumble over off the side if she so much as tapped one. All she could see and feel around her were apples. She didn’t think much of them, though they were polished quite well. A detail she noticed, but didn’t mean anything. She could hear a voice loudening, Applejack’s voice without a doubt, the accent very distinguishable. She said something, though Twilight couldn’t make it out. She could make out the hooves trampling on the ground though, the metal holds of the cart hooking onto a pony. With a sudden jerk, Twilight was thrown a few centimetres, Applejack deciding to walk along with the cart behind her, setting off. She was on the move to Sweet Apple Acres most likely. She took in her situation quickly. It wasn’t a bad choice. Hiding in the barn could be a good alternative, and it’d definitely get her away from Rainbow Dash. A chance to talk with Applejack too. Being surrounded by apples wasn’t the best accommodation though. They didn’t hurt or dig into her, but they were certainly no pillow. She couldn’t really complain though, getting further away from the center of town with a full-fledged disguise. It was a brilliant tactic to delve and sneak in with the apples, and the more she repeated that to herself, the more evil she looked. Her smile grew unhealthily, almost ready to cackle about her brilliant plan. The Dash wouldn’t be able to get her now. Twilight felt a bump again as the cart halted to a stop, cutting off her menacing mood. Her head had a little impact itself, rubbing it a little with her hoof from the bushel of apples. Why did Applejack stop? She could hear a voice from outside, not the familiar cowpony accent. It was somepony else. Shifting a few apples out of her way to get a clearer hearing, she pushed her ear towards the slightly open space she created, getting a better reception for the voice. “Do you know where Twilight is?” the voice asked, very, very, familiar. Twilight cringed right away, sinking her head into her hooves, her lip wobbling, almost ready to stream into ‘it’s-not-fair!’ tears just from hearing Rainbow Dash’s voice. She was right nearby, and of all the places, why did she have to be right there? “Nope, sorry Rainbow,” Applejack’s voice replied, “Why?” Yes Rainbow Dash, Twilight said to herself, narrowing her eyes, Why are you looking for me? “I’m offering her to sleep with me. She keeps rejecting me.” Twilight... wasn’t exactly expecting that. For Rainbow Dash to just come out and say it... “What? Really?” “Yeah, I’m searching everywhere for her.” Applejack broke out into a small fit of laughter after a short pregnant pause. “Oh, that girl is missing an experience!” No, Twilight thought out loud to herself, shaking her head with her hooves, Not Applejack too... “I know right?” Rainbow Dash gloriously replied, like she couldn’t believe it either. “This isn’t real Twilight... you’re just dreaming...” The unicorn started fumbling around, shaking and panicking. This couldn’t be real. Rainbow Dash had sex with Pinkie Pie and Applejack? Nope! This was a dream. “But then again,” Applejack said, Twilight only moving her eyes from the voice, “I remember having a similar experience when it was my turn.” “Her turn?” Twilight whispered. “Yeah yeah, I know,” Dash clemently responded, “But when you finally said yes, wasn’t that a roll in the hay?” “Hoowee!” Applejack nonchalantly agreed, no doubt at all, “I’ll say.” A roll in the hay? Was that literal or suggestive? A figure of speech or the action actually real? Twilight didn’t know. But did she want to? Why did Big Mac come into her mind, the scene of apples coming over her? The big stallion was a worker, full of muscle. He was likely a great pony to... “GAH!” Twilight screamed, the haunting in her mind taking over. She didn’t realise, in her sudden panic, that she had thrown all of the apples around her away. The two other mares caught sight of the action, as well as the shouting, right away. Rainbow Dash, after checking out the chaos, formed a grin. “Well, well. This is where you’ve been huh Twilight?” “I am not sleeping with you!” Twilight blurted out, before leaping off the cart, and making a break for it off the farm. “Later AJ!” she heard Rainbow Dash say behind her, before a slight whoosh-like sound occurred, the pegasus hot on her trail. She wasn’t going to get anywhere. Twilight also heard a muffled shouting coming from Applejack, but she was too far away to make it out. It likely had something to do with her ruining her apples. “Twilight! Would you stop running already?” No, no NO! Twilight kept telling herself, not wanting to fall victim to The Dash and... her ways. Her tempting, lush cyan coat and feathers way. Rainbow Dash just sighed as her wings kept up with the unicorn trying to flee, failing at every opportunity. She was going to succumb to her charms one way or another. Author's Note Hmm, I don't see how Twilight is going to get out of this one. Chapter 4 - Fabulous feelingTwilight almost gave up. She almost did. But then she realised she could teleport after what felt like hours of getting chased around town, and proceeded to get away from the hot-headed pegasus without hesitation. Without even thinking of a destination, she lit up her horn in her escapade, closing her eyes to focus while continuing to run. She felt the teleportation, winding up in a different location entirely. She could tell, as she collided with a wall slowly after re-appearing. Her head slammed flat against the surface. She could tell she was inside a building, as no ponies were laughing at her lack of self-control. Rainbow Dash wasn’t anywhere near her either, just letting her know she was safe. For how long though was something she had to figure out quick. She vigorously shook her head, retracting it form the wall she collided with. Keeping her head steady with a hoof, she turned around, checking out hew newest destination. She knew it instantly, the interior giving it away, not to mention the white marshmallow standing and staring right at her. “Oh...” she mumbled, forming what she could muster as a smile, “Hey Rarity.” “Twilight?” the fashionista wondered, still not moving an inch. She blinked her eyes, not sure what to make of the situation. “How did you get in here?” Twilight pointed to her horn, groaning a bit from the pain she had felt a bit earlier. “I teleported.” “But why would you teleport in here?” Rarity asked, curious. Twilight walked over towards an open spot on a couch, relaxing into the furniture. “It’s a long story.” “Oh?” Rarity thought out loud, arching her eyebrow. She took a spot on the opposite couch, adapting a more sophisticated posture than Twilight. “Pray tell, I have time.” “Really?” Twilight replied, before leaning her head back, staring up at the ceiling. “I don’t know Rarity. It’s kind of personal.” Rarity only felt more intrigued by that statement, her apparent knack for secrets showing off. She edged a bit closer, wanting to know more. “Indulge me.” Twilight brought her head back to focus on Rarity, noticing her creepy interests. She could tell she wouldn’t give up, so she really had herself to blame for ‘giving her an idea’. She took a breath. “I’m a virgin.” Twilight was comfortable talking with Rarity, and for a good reason. She didn’t laugh or even try to shut her down in any way. But then, she wasn’t likely a virgin anyway. She just had an inkling. It was Rarity after all. “So... what does that have to do with coming in here?” Twilight sighed. “It’s Rainbow Dash... She keeps asking me to sleep with her...” Rarity examined the mare in front of her, not thinking much of the situation. “Oh, is that all?” she cheerfully asked, like the entire ordeal was nothing to her. “What?” Twilight replied, facing Rarity again, “What do you mean is that all? She’s been bugging me for days!” “Now now, calm down,” Rarity said in a peaceful voice, not wanting shouting all over her house, “And what I mean is, why haven’t you taken up her offer?” Twilight’s lower jaw dropped, just from the implication of what Rarity was getting at. “Why haven’t I? Because I don’t want to.” Rarity narrowed her field of vision at Twilight, like she was studying her deeply. “And yet, you say you want to lose your virginity...” She only mumbled the last parts, but she could clearly identify the situation. Twilight’s pupil’s grew. “I didn’t tell you that!” Rarity shook her head, waving a hoof in the air. “Oh Twilight, it’s obvious. The thrill of Rainbow Dash’s chase, the freedom of being a grown-up.” She leaned forward, wanting the inside scoop. “Tell me, how many times have you thought about having sex with Rainbow Dash?” “Ah! Ba! ....WHAT!?” Twilight stammered, already getting furious from the accusations, her hooves flailing. “I don’t want to sleep with her!” Rarity eased back into her couch, having the upper hand in the conversation. “You say that Twilight, but I can tell you’ve been thinking about it.” Twilight growled, a portion of her mouth revealing her taunting teeth. “I have not! How could you even think that?” “Because you’re blushing,” Rarity stated matter-of-factly, pointing to Twilight’s scarlet cheek, prompting the unicorn to check it out. Twilight felt the heat on her cheek, the small red patch. She dipped her head down, not knowing what to say. Did she... want Rainbow Dash, as much as she denied it? It is Rainbow Dash... “I don’t know what to do...” Twilight said weakly, her head still dropped. “Just do it,” Rarity blankly suggested without a problem, Twilight lifting her head up speechless, “You’ll enjoy it.” Rarity could tell by Twilight’s facial expression alone what she was saying, or at least what she was attempting to. She smiled after sighing. “I remember I felt the exact same you are right now when it was my turn.” “What?” Twilight whispered, “Your turn?” “Mhmm,” Rarity confirmed, nodding her head, “Do you not know of Rainbow Dash’s schedule?” “She has a schedule?” Twilight flatly asked, knowing full fact the pegasus was incredibly lazy. “Oh my,” Rarity exclaimed, looking surprised, “You really don’t know do you?” “Know what?” Twilight wondered, inching closer. At last, some answers! Rarity brought up one of her hooves, rubbing the back of her head with it. “Well... whenever a new pony comes into town... Rainbow Dash sorts of...” “Sorts of what!?” Twilight demanded, getting even closer. “Sleeps with them,” Rarity tentatively finished, backing up a little from Twilight’s advancement. Twilight stared into space, or what seemed like it to Rarity. Rainbow Dash, The Dash... got around. A lot. “That’s right!” a voice shouted out, before the front door swung open, revealing The Dash, standing bold and proud. She grinned, before walking into the Carousel. “You mind telling me why you were eavesdropping, as well as slamming my door?” Rarity scowled, her eyebrows lowered. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll make up for it later,” Rainbow Dash replied, completely ignoring Rarity, heading towards Twilight. She licked her lips, analysing the unicorn. Twilight whimpered as Rainbow Dash hovered a few feet away from her. “Uh...” Why couldn’t she say or do anything? Her body refused to move. “I guess you know the truth now huh?” Rainbow Dash proclaimed, quirking a single eyebrow, folding her hooves. “Since I interrupted, allow me to finish off the rest.” Twilight gulped as Rainbow Dash narrowed her eyes. “Whenever a pony comes into town, I chase them until they... give in, shall we say.” “But... I’ve been here for months...” Twilight argued, not really feeling defensive. “I do have a list and schedule to keep you know. I haven’t gotten around to you yet.” “So what are you saying?” “What she means is,” Rarity chimed in, “She’s slept with many other ponies before she could officially give you the ‘welcome’. Months of other ponies in fact.” Rainbow Dash nodded, Twilight not able to believe any of it. “Rarity was in some of those times you know,” Rainbow said, a smug grin upon her, Rarity blushing, unable to say a word. “You... you... How can you do this?” Twilight asked, unable to believe a thing. Or rather, not wanting to believe it. “Nopony ever complains or turns me down,” Rainbow Dash boldly stated. Twilight found her argument. “But I’ve turned you down many times!” she shouted, pointing her hoof at Rainbow Dash, clearly intent on wanting the madness to end. Rainbow Dash sighed. “Maybe, but you’re not the first. Everypony eventually says yes at some point. I know you’re warming up Twi.” “I am not!” Twilight backfired, almost ready to run off again. “Oh?” Rainbow Dash picked up her hoof, before extending her tongue. She took the base of her hoof and licked it, trailing her tongue up across her leg. Twilight gulped and stared, her heart rate increasing. Rainbow Dash recognised the reaction right away. “Why don’t you just take her now?” Rarity asked Twilight, fiddling with her mane. Twilight gulped again, a small moan escaping from images of Rainbow Dash in bed. She... she... wanted her... Her ear flopped. “I have to go!” she yelled in a whiny voice, before leaping off the couch and running out of the Boutique. Rainbow Dash faced Rarity. “So...” “I think she’s ready,” Rarity said, smiling. “I was like that once.” “Pfft, don’t I know it,” Dash muttered under her own breath, remembering Rarity’s rejection methods. She took a stretch, sighing. “Well then.” Rainbow Dash head towards the front door, flying out into Ponyville, searching for Twilight who was inexplicably waiting for her somewhere, likely the library. It was almost over, and yet another pony would have given in to her advances, as well as her charms. Nopony could turn down The Dash. Nopony. Chapter 5 - The Dash learns somethingPonyville felt cold as Rainbow Dash scoured the town. She couldn’t find Twilight, having lost the scent of the unicorn. As she flew majestically, she tried to imagine where Twilight would have gone. The library was the obvious choice, but what if she chose somewhere else? She was sneaky at times, rather covert. Twilight usually had tricks up her theoretical sleeve a lot of times, her current situation barring against that. Twilight had only left a little bit before her, and yet, she had lost her. Her head wandered around the town below. A few ponies gave her a look, smiling and waving. She inadvertently did the same back to them, remembering how each of them was for their session. That wasn’t important though. Rainbow Dash still surveyed the scene, before something caught her eye. She saw Spike wandering down the street, not really knowing what he was doing. She sped over towards him. “Hey Spike,” she gently said, “What’s up?” “Hmm?” the dragon replied, finally realising Rainbow Dash was talking to him. “Oh, hey Dash. I don’t really know.” “Huh?” Spike shrugged. “Twilight came bursting into the library without a word, and before I could say anything, she kicked me out. Told me to go for a long walk.” Rainbow Dash grinned, the realisation coming to her. Manically, she rubbed her hooves together. “I see...” she said evilly, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Ok Spike, I’ll see you later.” “Ok... see you later I guess...” Spike replied with little enthusiasm, not really knowing what to make of the confrontation. Rainbow Dash rapidly set off for the library, keen to get in her session. Twilight, obviously waiting for her to show up, ready to take her in her hooves. She chuckled just from the thought alone. She landed in front of the library, none of the lights on through the window. Curious, she prodded the front door, the wood swinging with her touch. It was left unlocked deliberately, like Twilight knew she was coming. She had prepared. Rainbow Dash eagerly entered the library, her head held high. She closed the door behind her, quietly locking it afterwards, before heading more into the library. Twilight was inside, she could feel it. Her ears peered across the large room, Twilight not in sight. But she was somewhere. She flapped her wings again, hovering over towards the bedroom door, likely where Twilight was. With another experimentation, she gently tapped the door. It opened as a result, Twilight not locking it. Rainbow Dash entered the bedroom. She could see Twilight drooping on the bed, like she had given up. She wasn’t happy, neither miserable. “Hey Twilight,” Rainbow Dash cheerfully started, getting closer. Twilight grumbled in response, only moving her head a bit. She heard every hoof of Rainbow Dash’s colliding with the floor, getting closer. When the pegasus stood high above her to the next of her, she saw her inevitable defeat. “Just take me.” The purple body was just lounging on the bed, not really moving. Twilight had given in, it seemed. “What?” Twilight sighed. “Let’s just do this already.” “Ah,” Rainbow Dash gleefully replied, figuring out the truth, “You’re kind of doing it wrong though.” “Fine,” Twilight nonchalantly gave in, turning her body over, “Come on.” Rainbow Dash scrunched up her eyebrows. “Uh... what are you doing? You’re still doing it wrong.” “Then how do we do this?” Twilight grumpily replied, getting impatient. “Here,” Rainbow Dash proclaimed, picking up Twilight. She was a little heavy, no matter. With her hooves, she twisted Twilight around so her head was at the pillow, before she lifted her up to pick up the quilt. Placing Twilight back on the mattress, Rainbow Dash promptly put the quilt over her afterwards, before climbing in to the side. With a sigh, she placed her hoof around Twilight, pulling her closer. “Uh... what is this?” Twilight rightfully asked, rather confused. This wasn’t sex... was it? “You know, I’m so glad you changed your mind,” Rainbow Dash went on, ignoring the question, “Can you believe some ponies believe I want to sleep with them? I mean sleep sleep with them. It’s nice to see you know what I meant.” Twilight browsed her eyeballs around, not sure of what was going on. “Uh... what?” Rainbow Dash slowly creaked her head towards Twilight, the unicorn blatantly confused. “Wait... what did you think was going to happen?” She backed up a bit, a little afraid. She think she knew the answer. “Well...” “You thought I wanted to have sex with you?” Rainbow Dash finished for her, getting irritated fast. She groaned, pulling back her hoof from around Twilight. “Really? Another one?” Twilight, logically, didn’t have a clue of what was going on. “What?” “I don’t want to have sex with you Twilight,” Rainbow Dash half-heartedly replied, “I want to sleep with you. There’s a difference.” “No there isn’t,” the unicorn humbly stated. “Uh, yeah there is,” Rainbow Dash backfired at her, “There’s sleep, and then there’s sleep sleep.” “So what exactly is going on?” Twilight asked, getting confused again. Rainbow Dash sat up in the bed, rubbing her head with her hoof. “You think I’ve wanted to have sex...” “Didn’t you?” Rainbow Dash sighed. “No.” Twilight now sat up too, not realising the gravity of the situation. “But... you’ve kept asking me to sleep with you.” “Yeah,” Rainbow Dash hastily replied, turning to face Twilight, “Actual sleep. Not the other kind.” Twilight furrowed her eyebrows, still a little confused. “But what about Pinkie?” “What about her?” “She said you were the perfect mare to sleep with.” “Well yeah,” Rainbow Dash exclaimed, chuckling, “Because I’m awesome.” “So she wasn’t telling me to have sex with you?” “No,” Rainbow Dash blankly replied, “Because she knew what my offer really was.” Twilight almost whimpered, not believing it. Was this... true? “Well what about Applejack? A roll in the hay?” Rainbow Dash laughed just remembering the memory. “Ah yeah. We slept in the barn that night, and our bodies rolled around at some points. So it was true... in a way.” “And Rarity?” Twilight asked weakly. “She thought the same thing you have.” She slammed her head again with her hoof. “I really should have seen this coming.” “But she could tell about my... situation.” “And what’s that?” Twilight flushed, remembering what she initially wanted to do... with Rainbow Dash... in her bed. “Oh... uh...” Rainbow Dash could tell from Twilight’s facial expression alone, and from experience, what the issue was. “Oh...” she mumbled, knowing what it was. The Dash wasn't the harbinger of virginity then. Rainbow Dash’s grin grew to a smug proportion, leaning back onto the pillow, proud of the idea alone. With her hoof, she extended it once more and wrapped it around Twilight, bringing her closer. “What are you doing?” Twilight asked, still blushing. “I’m going to sleep with you,” Rainbow Dash proudly said, only closing the distance between the two. “What?” Twilight blurted out, her cheeks on fire a bit, “But... it’s the middle of the afternoon.” She found an excuse. A poor excuse. “So?” Rainbow Dash shrugged off, “Hasn’t stopped anypony before.” Twilight was speechless. Rainbow Dash wasn’t after sex, she had misinterpreted the whole thing. She wanted to sleep with her. Actually sleep with her, cuddle, hold her. Why couldn’t she say or do anything? Why couldn’t she reject her one more time? Why did she coil her hooves around Rainbow Dash, the two of them brought together in a cute cuddle? She must have been crazy. Rainbow Dash brought up one of her hooves, brushing the back of Twilight’s head with it. “You see?” she said calmly, “Isn’t this great?” Twilight didn’t say a word, but the answer was yes. Rainbow Dash knew Twilight felt the same as well. The two of them were locked together in the bed, Twilight beginning to close her eyes. Rainbow Dash continued to comfort Twilight, feeling herself start to drift off too. The Dash finally got what she wanted. She got to sleep with Twilight. Author's Note The Dash gets what she wants in the end. You will succumb and give her a snuggle. You will sleep with her. Did you take this seriously?
Chapter 1 - I'm a virginThere comes a time in every young mare’s life when they must grow up. By that, reader, it means popping your cherry. Nopony will be ashamed to admit that sex is a wonderful feeling, a sensation that will last with you. While some argue that the very thought should be reserved for cases such as oestrus, others say differently and consider it a leisure time experience. In the end, it is ultimately your own decision. You could save yourself for somepony special, or decide to lead an active sex life. The book was slammed shut hard. “...Who comes up with this junk!?” a voiced yelled through the library, enough to shake the walls. “What junk?” another voice asked, getting closer towards the first one. “This,” Twilight exclaimed, pointing towards the closed book, the atrocious load of rubbish, “It’s basically telling me to go out and rut somepony!” “Uh...” Spike stammered, “It is?” “Well, not exactly.” Spike sighed. “Let me have a look at that,” he grunted, snatching the book from Twilight. With little effort, he opened it up, soon finding the passage that she was reading. “You know, it says you have a choice here. You don’t have to.” “But...” Twilight whimpered, rubbing her two hooves together, “It’s calling me a virgin...” “No it isn’t,” Spike denied, having read the very, very poorly worded paragraph. The author should have been fired. He raised his head from the words below him, unamused. “Is this whole thing about Rainbow Dash?” Twilight’s eyes widened. “Why don’t you just take up her offer?” “No!” Twilight screamed without even thinking, Spike retreating a bit. “Yeesh!” Spike exclaimed as he covered his ears, lowering them again when she had stopped, “She’s got a point though Twilight. You do tend to stay indoors a lot. Maybe it could do you some good to...” he twiddled his claws together as he trailed off, not wanting to say it. “What,” Twilight sternly stated, pushing herself towards the dragon, not looking happy in the slightest, “Go out and rut somepony? Just some random stranger? Have sex with a pony I don’t know? Is that what you’re saying?” Spike twirled his eyes around, trying to not show his nervousness, forcing a smile. “Technically, you do know Rainbow Dash...” Twilight’s eye twitched. “That’s not the point!” Spike gave up, his arms going limp. “Then what do you want? You say you’re so worked up about being a virgin, and Rainbow Dash just comes and offers herself to you, but you go and turn her down. What gives?” “I... I don’t know Spike,” Twilight whimpered, lowering her voice, “I just feel like I’m lagging behind." She sighed, dipping her head down. "Maybe it is for the best.” “You mean you’re going to go out there and have sex with somepony?” Spike asked, raising his eyebrow. Twilight blushed, rubbing her head with her hoof. “Maybe...” Spike sighed, partially thinking of how exactly Twilight would manage to complete her crazy task. It’d probably consist of a questionnaire, of which the first question would be entitled ‘Will you sleep with me?’ He laughed a bit at his own imagination, before refocusing on the important business in front of him. “Why don’t you go talk to the others about this? If you’re so concerned about this virgin business, talk with them. Ask them what they think you should do. Who knows, they might be virgins too.” Twilight pondered over the idea for a moment, even nodding from how good it started to sound to her. Perhaps she did need some help. Rainbow Dash certainly was a quick thinker of things, so she would simply move past that fact. “Alright,” she agreed, a smile back on her, ready to head off, “I’ll do that.” “Good,” the dragon replied, starting to push the unicorn towards the door, grunting a little from her weight, “So go ask them.” “Right! Here I go!” Twilight confidently said, opening the front door with her magic. It was opened wide in front of her, and she took only a few steps forward. Poking her head out into Ponyville, she looked everywhere she could, her eyes surveying the scene laid out upon her, very keen. “Uh... Twilight? What are you doing?” “What does it look like Spike?” Twilight quietly replied, “I’m checking to see if Rainbow Dash is out there. You know what she’ll do if she finds me.” Spike raised his hand up, scratching his chin. “Yeah, I suppose so.” He waited a few seconds, just staring at Twilight browsing the outside landscape like a fool, “So, is she there?” “Not that I can see. I’d better make my move.” Without hesitation, she trotted off into Ponyville, waving behind her to Spike, who only waved in response, closing the library door, hoping the unicorn seriously got laid. Twilight kept an eye out with every step she took. If Rainbow Dash caught even the simplest glance of her anywhere, she’d be on her like a rock. Every single day she got found wherever she went, or Rainbow Dash simply came to the library. It would always play out the same. “So Twilight, do you want to sleep with The Dash?” She shuddered just from the multiple memories of the same question. The way she called herself ‘The Dash’. Just... no. The persistence. The never-ending asking. It got on her nerves a lot, and she didn’t even know why Rainbow Dash was so keen to sleep with her, but would always end up with a swift rejection, to which Rainbow Dash just scoffed at. Virgin or not, she couldn’t believe it. Why was Rainbow Dash after her? She didn’t find the pegasus attractive. ...At least, she didn’t think she did. And she had no clue what Rainbow Dash saw in her either. Except maybe, her talented intellect, her taste in literature, her well-kept library. There were plenty of other reasons Rainbow Dash might have the tiniest hint of interest in her, but she didn’t mean to brag. She had the more important task ahead of her, perhaps getting some advice from her friends. If they’d give it anyway. Were they even virgins themselves? She didn’t know, but she had an inkling she’d find out. Her rambling had involuntarily carried her across the street of Ponyville. When she snapped her head back, she found a familiar building, home of one Pinkie Pie. She smiled, knowing full well that the pink pony could probably help her. After all, she was never afraid to throw a ‘party’. She froze, getting the faintest idea that Pinkie Pie probably wasn’t a virgin. But then again, in the long run, that only made her predicament better. She could help her out with some advice. Who knew being a virgin could be so stressful and yet have its ups? She happily jumped her way into Sugarcube Corner, ready to ask the mare all sorts of personal questions, likely about to invade her entire private quarters of secrets and preferences. Did she do it with stallions or mares? Oh, the idea itself made her excited. But in her gleeful spring, she failed to notice that a certain cyan pegasus was sitting, or rather resting, on a cloud in the sky of Ponyville, watching her every move. She saw her enter the house of treats, and she even noticed how Twilight was so disturbed by her own thoughts, likely thinking of her. She couldn't blame her. She narrowed her eyebrows, her grin growing massively, right like a villain. She laughed like one too; ready to head off towards Sugarcube Corner to blast Twilight with the same question she asked every time. Who knows? Maybe she could get in a threesome with Pinkie Pie at the same time. Author's Note Well, this can't possibly end well can it?
Chapter 2 - Cupcake partySugarcube Corner was very familiar to Twilight. Only a few ponies were scattered around the large room, talking amongst themselves, which at first glance, was fine for her situation. She had an initial fear that they’d hear or eavesdrop on her important questions to Pinkie Pie, who was happily waiting for her behind the counter. “Heya Twilight,” she greeted in a merrily voice, “What can I get you?” Twilight worried a little, checking her surroundings again to make sure they were in close vicinity to one another. At her personal satisfaction, she could begin her serious topic. “Hello Pinkie, do you mind if we talk in private?” Pinkie Pie raised her eyebrow, but nodded her head anyway. “Sure, how about my bedroom?” Twilight didn’t like the use of that word. Bedroom just smelled bad. “Sure...” she anxiously replied, following the bubbly mare up the stairs. Pinkie Pie’s figure looked rather energetic, something that she was paying too much attention to. She had a thought. Pinkie Pie was probably a very sexually active mare. Just something else to ask, if she’d even answer it anyway. Pinkie Pie led Twilight to her bedroom, letting the unicorn enter her quarters. Closing the door behind her, she kept up her positive mood, ready to talk with a friend. “So, what’s up?” Twilight blanked out for a moment. She didn’t know what to ask first, or how to start. Would she just come out and ask? “Pinkie, are you a virgin?” She whimpered immediately, hating herself for her stupid question. It escalated quickly. Pinkie Pie giggled, finding something funny. “What?” “Uh...” Twilight trailed, trying to get rid of the awkwardness, “Yes, are you a virgin?” Pinkie Pie narrowed her eyes, looking directly at Twilight. “You’re... serious, aren’t you?” Twilight took a gulp, the embarrassment fully coming over her, involuntarily taking a step backwards. She was ready to be dished out whatever rant Pinkie Pie would likely come out with. “I’m... I’m sorry,” she quietly said, dipping her head down a bit. “Sorry? For what?” Pinkie Pie went over towards Twilight, lifting her head up with her hoof. “What’s there to be sorry about?” “I... You don’t think I’m being too invasive?” Pinkie Pie giggled again, even rolling her eyes. “Well, when you just come out and ask me with no build up, then maybe. But you shouldn’t be ashamed of asking a simple question.” Whatever it was, that question did not feel simple at all. Not to Twilight anyway. She pawed at the ground, incredibly embarrassed. “So... are you?” Pinkie Pie blinked her eyes, motionless, before the question went in. “Am I a virgin?” Twilight confirmed by nodding. “Noperoony!” Twilight at first instinct should have probably jumped back and questioned anything and everything, even the dirty details, leaving none untouched. But really, she kind of saw it coming. Pinkie Pie was still a bit of mystery to her, as well as her other friends, but even she had her secrets. She loved to make ponies happy after all. To what extent was a different question entirely. “Oh,” Twilight said, not really know where to go from there. She hadn’t really thought that far ahead. “Umm...” Pinkie Pie remained excited, looking like she was proud to be having the personal conversation. “Why’d you want to know?” Twilight heard the question, the memory coming to her. Rainbow Dash, her being a virgin, feeling left out. It all came back. “To be honest...” she trailed, biting her lip, “I’m a virgin myself.” Twilight clenched her eyes shut. “Is that it?” Twilight scouted the room with her now opened eyes, not expecting the response Pinkie Pie came out with. She would have expected a laughing at her misfortune, or telling her to get with the times. The library bookworm cooped up inside all day not getting some? What wasn’t hilarious about that? “You don’t... find that funny?” Pinkie Pie gasped at Twilight’s wild accusation. “Why would I? What does it matter if you’re a virgin?” She leant in close to the calmer Twilight as a result from her kind words, edging towards the unicorn’s ear. “And just between you and me, I think that’s rather cute.” Twilight felt a blush come over her as Pinkie Pie backed away, still wearing her grin. “I don’t... I don’t even know what to say.” “Aww,” Pinkie replied, the cuteness of Twilight’s embarrassment coming to her, “So why’d you want to talk about this?” Rainbow Dash. Only Rainbow Dash. “I kind of feel like I’m behind everypony. I think I might want to...” “Pop your cherry?” Pinkie asked, finishing the sentence. The answer was confirmed when Twilight nodded. Putting on her thinking cap, she brought up her hoof to her chin. “Hmm...” Twilight felt the rising heat coming to her, the embarrassment really showing itself. But at the same time, she felt rather grateful to Pinkie Pie. She didn’t laugh, spit in her face, but rather help her out. If she still wanted to get laid anyway. Pinkie Pie was about to say something, when a continuous tapping resonated from her bedroom window. Looking around, she saw who it was, but Twilight didn’t want to believe it. “Oooh! Maybe Dashie could come up with something!” She gently bounced her way towards the window, opening it up, the... the... thing having access to the bedroom, and to her. Twilight froze in place. How did Rainbow Dash find her? She would ask, but Rainbow Dash had already flown her way in, that huge smile on her. It was about to happen, like every other time. “Reconsidered yet?” the pegasus asked straight fold, folding her hooves, hovering in the air. Twilight wanted to yell at Rainbow Dash right then and there, turning her down for the... whatever amount of times it would have become. Why didn’t she just quit? Day after day... “Reconsidered what?” Pinkie Pie asked, closing the window and re-joining the pair. Twilight chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of her head, now hoping to duck the situation and get away soon. “Oh... nothing...” “Really Twi?” Rainbow Dash accused, inching closer, “It isn’t nothing.” Twilight felt the pressure building, starting to walk backwards. She needed to escape from the pegasus, and quickly. Her location had been found out, so she needed to hide pronto. Or get away. Whatever would let her escape from the presence of a lust-filled sex pony. “What is it?” Pinkie Pie asked, also getting closer, concerned. Rainbow Dash paused in her advance, turning to Pinkie Pie. “I’m asking if she’s reconsidered my offer to sleep with her.” Twilight ducked, ready for it to come. The very idea of it all. Come crumbling down on her, the laughter ready to get to her. Being a virgin might have been alright, but Rainbow Dash? Laughable. “Oh...” Pinkie mused, piecing it together instantly, “Is that what this is about?” “What do you mean?” Rainbow asked immediately, now more interested, “What have you two been talking about?” Twilight saw Pinkie’s lips parting, the words about to come out. Trying to interject as quickly as she could, she tried to say something, but it was worthless, as Pinkie Pie already beat her to it. “Twilight wants to get laid.” That sentence. That statement. It was partially true, but with Rainbow Dash around, foolish. She eyed the door, ready to bolt at a moment’s notice. The current predicament she was in was too much for a teleportation spell. She wouldn't be able to concentrate hard enough. “Really now?” Rainbow Dash asked, increasing her slow advancement, her eyes full of hunger, her lips telling Twilight to accept her more than generous offer. Her hooves started to shake, even wobble, trembling. “I... I don’t...” “But Dashie is the perfect mare to sleep with!” Pinkie proclaimed, wrapping a hoof around the pegasus, “I should know!” Twilight, after hearing those words, seemed to question even more than was let on, more so than with Rainbow Dash. “Wait, what?” she asked, furrowing her brow deeply. “Aw, come on Pinkie,” Rainbow Dash sheepishly said, passing off embarrassment, “We don’t want to say too much here.” “But it was amazing!” Pinkie protested, sounding really serious, before she grew tenser, taking her hooves and rubbing them together, “Actually... I was wondering... since you're here and all. When are you next free?” Twilight’s jaw dropped, almost hitting the floor in the process. Was she... hearing that right? Rainbow Dash... took Pinkie Pie’s virginity? And now she... and Rainbow Dash... What? “Hmm,” Rainbow Dash thought out loud, “I have a clear slot tomorrow evening. How about then? Around seven?” Pinkie Pie sprang up into the air, giving out a loud “Woohoo!” in the process, already excited for the following evening, whatever it entailed. Probably sex. “So Twilight,” Rainbow Dash continued, facing the unicorn again, “How about it?” Twilight stammered, her lips continuously opening and closing. She couldn’t form anything cohesive, what she had just heard sticking with her. She certainly found out more than she could chew, unintentionally too. But she had more pressing matters to deal with. Rainbow Dash was right in front of her. Pressuring her again for sex. But she wouldn’t! “No!” she screamed out without thinking, taking her opportunity, breaking for the door, charging through the house. Behind her in her panicked moment, she could hear mumbles coming from Rainbow Dash, as well as Pinkie Pie sighing, likely in a pre-emptive state of euphoria. She winced more as she made her way through Sugarcube Corner, never looking back. Entering Ponyville again, she needed to make haste for somewhere. The library was out of the question; Rainbow Dash would search frantically over there first. She couldn’t decide quickly enough, already hearing a noise coming from the upstairs bedroom, Rainbow Dash the source. She was going to fly out of the window, ready to be hot on her tail, wanting nothing but sex. Twilight didn’t want to have sex with Rainbow Dash. It was wrong! It felt wrong! Panicking once more, she set her hooves off for an undetermined location, hoping to get somewhere. She needed to find somewhere to hide from Rainbow Dash, if only temporarily. Stay clear of the pegasus, is what she told herself the most. Being a virgin? She had a dark feeling in the back of her mind that was going to haunt her. Rainbow Dash, the harbinger of virginity. Or, as she liked to call herself, The Dash. Author's Note No one escapes The Dash.
Chapter 3 - Apple buckingPonyville. A usually quiet town. Usually. When Twilight Sparkle goes barrelling down the street at full force, hiding behind a house, then you could tell that something is wrong. She was being covert, poking her head out from the structures every now and then, before finding a new spot to hide at. Spectators wouldn’t know what she was doing, but a suspicion about Rainbow Dash could have started. The pegasus was gently flapping her wings through the air, surveying the ground below. It was like she was a hungry predator, searching for her prey, casting a shadow down beneath her. She browsed the scene with her daring eyes, on the lookout for the unicorn she desired to sleep with, or rather, offered. Twilight moved when she had the chance, the game having already started. If Rainbow Dash caught a glimpse of her, just a flash, she’d have been found out. House after house, building after building, she found herself sneaking across Ponyville, something she really shouldn’t be having to do on a simple day. The intensity was rising, every time revealing herself was getting more risky. She had to find a form of shelter at some point, perhaps permanent. It was getting a tad ridiculous. But yet, would it really be a stretch to say that Rainbow Dash wouldn’t find her? Maybe she should have quit while she was ahead, just accepting the offer. Two of her friends weren’t virgins, so what did it matter? Why was she desperately going so far to avoid an offer for sex, and yet trying to find out her friends’ sexual lives? It was a misplaced opportunity, the idea not even getting to her. Maybe, in some twisted, warped figment of her imagination, she was playing some form of ‘hard-to-get’. Maybe she wanted Rainbow Dash, but didn’t know it yet. It wasn’t implausible, Rainbow Dash having a nice figure and all. What with the athletic muscles, her glorious wings, the lush coat... Twilight shook her head furiously. Why was she thinking too much about it? She hit her head a few times, telling herself to cut it out. She didn’t want Rainbow Dash, she kept telling herself. The purified mane, the calling voice. She didn’t want it. She scouted her surroundings for an arbitrary amount of times, searching for her next point to hide. Salutations must have been on her side, as there was something she spotted that could be used. To the side of the street was a large wooden cart, filled to the brim with apples. She could see Applejack talking with another pony at the side, likely a transaction just gone through. If Twilight guessed, she would be heading back to the farm with the cart. Gulping, before looking around one last time for Rainbow Dash, she bolted as fast as her hooves could carry her, charging straight at the cart. She spread her body out as she leapt at the fruit, diving into and under them all. Her body became covered in apples, perfectly covered in stealth as a few apples collided together from the sudden impact. Her breathing became laboured, the oxygen supply more reserved underneath the apple brigade. She daren’t move, the apples deciding to tumble over off the side if she so much as tapped one. All she could see and feel around her were apples. She didn’t think much of them, though they were polished quite well. A detail she noticed, but didn’t mean anything. She could hear a voice loudening, Applejack’s voice without a doubt, the accent very distinguishable. She said something, though Twilight couldn’t make it out. She could make out the hooves trampling on the ground though, the metal holds of the cart hooking onto a pony. With a sudden jerk, Twilight was thrown a few centimetres, Applejack deciding to walk along with the cart behind her, setting off. She was on the move to Sweet Apple Acres most likely. She took in her situation quickly. It wasn’t a bad choice. Hiding in the barn could be a good alternative, and it’d definitely get her away from Rainbow Dash. A chance to talk with Applejack too. Being surrounded by apples wasn’t the best accommodation though. They didn’t hurt or dig into her, but they were certainly no pillow. She couldn’t really complain though, getting further away from the center of town with a full-fledged disguise. It was a brilliant tactic to delve and sneak in with the apples, and the more she repeated that to herself, the more evil she looked. Her smile grew unhealthily, almost ready to cackle about her brilliant plan. The Dash wouldn’t be able to get her now. Twilight felt a bump again as the cart halted to a stop, cutting off her menacing mood. Her head had a little impact itself, rubbing it a little with her hoof from the bushel of apples. Why did Applejack stop? She could hear a voice from outside, not the familiar cowpony accent. It was somepony else. Shifting a few apples out of her way to get a clearer hearing, she pushed her ear towards the slightly open space she created, getting a better reception for the voice. “Do you know where Twilight is?” the voice asked, very, very, familiar. Twilight cringed right away, sinking her head into her hooves, her lip wobbling, almost ready to stream into ‘it’s-not-fair!’ tears just from hearing Rainbow Dash’s voice. She was right nearby, and of all the places, why did she have to be right there? “Nope, sorry Rainbow,” Applejack’s voice replied, “Why?” Yes Rainbow Dash, Twilight said to herself, narrowing her eyes, Why are you looking for me? “I’m offering her to sleep with me. She keeps rejecting me.” Twilight... wasn’t exactly expecting that. For Rainbow Dash to just come out and say it... “What? Really?” “Yeah, I’m searching everywhere for her.” Applejack broke out into a small fit of laughter after a short pregnant pause. “Oh, that girl is missing an experience!” No, Twilight thought out loud to herself, shaking her head with her hooves, Not Applejack too... “I know right?” Rainbow Dash gloriously replied, like she couldn’t believe it either. “This isn’t real Twilight... you’re just dreaming...” The unicorn started fumbling around, shaking and panicking. This couldn’t be real. Rainbow Dash had sex with Pinkie Pie and Applejack? Nope! This was a dream. “But then again,” Applejack said, Twilight only moving her eyes from the voice, “I remember having a similar experience when it was my turn.” “Her turn?” Twilight whispered. “Yeah yeah, I know,” Dash clemently responded, “But when you finally said yes, wasn’t that a roll in the hay?” “Hoowee!” Applejack nonchalantly agreed, no doubt at all, “I’ll say.” A roll in the hay? Was that literal or suggestive? A figure of speech or the action actually real? Twilight didn’t know. But did she want to? Why did Big Mac come into her mind, the scene of apples coming over her? The big stallion was a worker, full of muscle. He was likely a great pony to... “GAH!” Twilight screamed, the haunting in her mind taking over. She didn’t realise, in her sudden panic, that she had thrown all of the apples around her away. The two other mares caught sight of the action, as well as the shouting, right away. Rainbow Dash, after checking out the chaos, formed a grin. “Well, well. This is where you’ve been huh Twilight?” “I am not sleeping with you!” Twilight blurted out, before leaping off the cart, and making a break for it off the farm. “Later AJ!” she heard Rainbow Dash say behind her, before a slight whoosh-like sound occurred, the pegasus hot on her trail. She wasn’t going to get anywhere. Twilight also heard a muffled shouting coming from Applejack, but she was too far away to make it out. It likely had something to do with her ruining her apples. “Twilight! Would you stop running already?” No, no NO! Twilight kept telling herself, not wanting to fall victim to The Dash and... her ways. Her tempting, lush cyan coat and feathers way. Rainbow Dash just sighed as her wings kept up with the unicorn trying to flee, failing at every opportunity. She was going to succumb to her charms one way or another. Author's Note Hmm, I don't see how Twilight is going to get out of this one.
Chapter 4 - Fabulous feelingTwilight almost gave up. She almost did. But then she realised she could teleport after what felt like hours of getting chased around town, and proceeded to get away from the hot-headed pegasus without hesitation. Without even thinking of a destination, she lit up her horn in her escapade, closing her eyes to focus while continuing to run. She felt the teleportation, winding up in a different location entirely. She could tell, as she collided with a wall slowly after re-appearing. Her head slammed flat against the surface. She could tell she was inside a building, as no ponies were laughing at her lack of self-control. Rainbow Dash wasn’t anywhere near her either, just letting her know she was safe. For how long though was something she had to figure out quick. She vigorously shook her head, retracting it form the wall she collided with. Keeping her head steady with a hoof, she turned around, checking out hew newest destination. She knew it instantly, the interior giving it away, not to mention the white marshmallow standing and staring right at her. “Oh...” she mumbled, forming what she could muster as a smile, “Hey Rarity.” “Twilight?” the fashionista wondered, still not moving an inch. She blinked her eyes, not sure what to make of the situation. “How did you get in here?” Twilight pointed to her horn, groaning a bit from the pain she had felt a bit earlier. “I teleported.” “But why would you teleport in here?” Rarity asked, curious. Twilight walked over towards an open spot on a couch, relaxing into the furniture. “It’s a long story.” “Oh?” Rarity thought out loud, arching her eyebrow. She took a spot on the opposite couch, adapting a more sophisticated posture than Twilight. “Pray tell, I have time.” “Really?” Twilight replied, before leaning her head back, staring up at the ceiling. “I don’t know Rarity. It’s kind of personal.” Rarity only felt more intrigued by that statement, her apparent knack for secrets showing off. She edged a bit closer, wanting to know more. “Indulge me.” Twilight brought her head back to focus on Rarity, noticing her creepy interests. She could tell she wouldn’t give up, so she really had herself to blame for ‘giving her an idea’. She took a breath. “I’m a virgin.” Twilight was comfortable talking with Rarity, and for a good reason. She didn’t laugh or even try to shut her down in any way. But then, she wasn’t likely a virgin anyway. She just had an inkling. It was Rarity after all. “So... what does that have to do with coming in here?” Twilight sighed. “It’s Rainbow Dash... She keeps asking me to sleep with her...” Rarity examined the mare in front of her, not thinking much of the situation. “Oh, is that all?” she cheerfully asked, like the entire ordeal was nothing to her. “What?” Twilight replied, facing Rarity again, “What do you mean is that all? She’s been bugging me for days!” “Now now, calm down,” Rarity said in a peaceful voice, not wanting shouting all over her house, “And what I mean is, why haven’t you taken up her offer?” Twilight’s lower jaw dropped, just from the implication of what Rarity was getting at. “Why haven’t I? Because I don’t want to.” Rarity narrowed her field of vision at Twilight, like she was studying her deeply. “And yet, you say you want to lose your virginity...” She only mumbled the last parts, but she could clearly identify the situation. Twilight’s pupil’s grew. “I didn’t tell you that!” Rarity shook her head, waving a hoof in the air. “Oh Twilight, it’s obvious. The thrill of Rainbow Dash’s chase, the freedom of being a grown-up.” She leaned forward, wanting the inside scoop. “Tell me, how many times have you thought about having sex with Rainbow Dash?” “Ah! Ba! ....WHAT!?” Twilight stammered, already getting furious from the accusations, her hooves flailing. “I don’t want to sleep with her!” Rarity eased back into her couch, having the upper hand in the conversation. “You say that Twilight, but I can tell you’ve been thinking about it.” Twilight growled, a portion of her mouth revealing her taunting teeth. “I have not! How could you even think that?” “Because you’re blushing,” Rarity stated matter-of-factly, pointing to Twilight’s scarlet cheek, prompting the unicorn to check it out. Twilight felt the heat on her cheek, the small red patch. She dipped her head down, not knowing what to say. Did she... want Rainbow Dash, as much as she denied it? It is Rainbow Dash... “I don’t know what to do...” Twilight said weakly, her head still dropped. “Just do it,” Rarity blankly suggested without a problem, Twilight lifting her head up speechless, “You’ll enjoy it.” Rarity could tell by Twilight’s facial expression alone what she was saying, or at least what she was attempting to. She smiled after sighing. “I remember I felt the exact same you are right now when it was my turn.” “What?” Twilight whispered, “Your turn?” “Mhmm,” Rarity confirmed, nodding her head, “Do you not know of Rainbow Dash’s schedule?” “She has a schedule?” Twilight flatly asked, knowing full fact the pegasus was incredibly lazy. “Oh my,” Rarity exclaimed, looking surprised, “You really don’t know do you?” “Know what?” Twilight wondered, inching closer. At last, some answers! Rarity brought up one of her hooves, rubbing the back of her head with it. “Well... whenever a new pony comes into town... Rainbow Dash sorts of...” “Sorts of what!?” Twilight demanded, getting even closer. “Sleeps with them,” Rarity tentatively finished, backing up a little from Twilight’s advancement. Twilight stared into space, or what seemed like it to Rarity. Rainbow Dash, The Dash... got around. A lot. “That’s right!” a voice shouted out, before the front door swung open, revealing The Dash, standing bold and proud. She grinned, before walking into the Carousel. “You mind telling me why you were eavesdropping, as well as slamming my door?” Rarity scowled, her eyebrows lowered. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll make up for it later,” Rainbow Dash replied, completely ignoring Rarity, heading towards Twilight. She licked her lips, analysing the unicorn. Twilight whimpered as Rainbow Dash hovered a few feet away from her. “Uh...” Why couldn’t she say or do anything? Her body refused to move. “I guess you know the truth now huh?” Rainbow Dash proclaimed, quirking a single eyebrow, folding her hooves. “Since I interrupted, allow me to finish off the rest.” Twilight gulped as Rainbow Dash narrowed her eyes. “Whenever a pony comes into town, I chase them until they... give in, shall we say.” “But... I’ve been here for months...” Twilight argued, not really feeling defensive. “I do have a list and schedule to keep you know. I haven’t gotten around to you yet.” “So what are you saying?” “What she means is,” Rarity chimed in, “She’s slept with many other ponies before she could officially give you the ‘welcome’. Months of other ponies in fact.” Rainbow Dash nodded, Twilight not able to believe any of it. “Rarity was in some of those times you know,” Rainbow said, a smug grin upon her, Rarity blushing, unable to say a word. “You... you... How can you do this?” Twilight asked, unable to believe a thing. Or rather, not wanting to believe it. “Nopony ever complains or turns me down,” Rainbow Dash boldly stated. Twilight found her argument. “But I’ve turned you down many times!” she shouted, pointing her hoof at Rainbow Dash, clearly intent on wanting the madness to end. Rainbow Dash sighed. “Maybe, but you’re not the first. Everypony eventually says yes at some point. I know you’re warming up Twi.” “I am not!” Twilight backfired, almost ready to run off again. “Oh?” Rainbow Dash picked up her hoof, before extending her tongue. She took the base of her hoof and licked it, trailing her tongue up across her leg. Twilight gulped and stared, her heart rate increasing. Rainbow Dash recognised the reaction right away. “Why don’t you just take her now?” Rarity asked Twilight, fiddling with her mane. Twilight gulped again, a small moan escaping from images of Rainbow Dash in bed. She... she... wanted her... Her ear flopped. “I have to go!” she yelled in a whiny voice, before leaping off the couch and running out of the Boutique. Rainbow Dash faced Rarity. “So...” “I think she’s ready,” Rarity said, smiling. “I was like that once.” “Pfft, don’t I know it,” Dash muttered under her own breath, remembering Rarity’s rejection methods. She took a stretch, sighing. “Well then.” Rainbow Dash head towards the front door, flying out into Ponyville, searching for Twilight who was inexplicably waiting for her somewhere, likely the library. It was almost over, and yet another pony would have given in to her advances, as well as her charms. Nopony could turn down The Dash. Nopony.
Chapter 5 - The Dash learns somethingPonyville felt cold as Rainbow Dash scoured the town. She couldn’t find Twilight, having lost the scent of the unicorn. As she flew majestically, she tried to imagine where Twilight would have gone. The library was the obvious choice, but what if she chose somewhere else? She was sneaky at times, rather covert. Twilight usually had tricks up her theoretical sleeve a lot of times, her current situation barring against that. Twilight had only left a little bit before her, and yet, she had lost her. Her head wandered around the town below. A few ponies gave her a look, smiling and waving. She inadvertently did the same back to them, remembering how each of them was for their session. That wasn’t important though. Rainbow Dash still surveyed the scene, before something caught her eye. She saw Spike wandering down the street, not really knowing what he was doing. She sped over towards him. “Hey Spike,” she gently said, “What’s up?” “Hmm?” the dragon replied, finally realising Rainbow Dash was talking to him. “Oh, hey Dash. I don’t really know.” “Huh?” Spike shrugged. “Twilight came bursting into the library without a word, and before I could say anything, she kicked me out. Told me to go for a long walk.” Rainbow Dash grinned, the realisation coming to her. Manically, she rubbed her hooves together. “I see...” she said evilly, her eyes narrowing slightly. “Ok Spike, I’ll see you later.” “Ok... see you later I guess...” Spike replied with little enthusiasm, not really knowing what to make of the confrontation. Rainbow Dash rapidly set off for the library, keen to get in her session. Twilight, obviously waiting for her to show up, ready to take her in her hooves. She chuckled just from the thought alone. She landed in front of the library, none of the lights on through the window. Curious, she prodded the front door, the wood swinging with her touch. It was left unlocked deliberately, like Twilight knew she was coming. She had prepared. Rainbow Dash eagerly entered the library, her head held high. She closed the door behind her, quietly locking it afterwards, before heading more into the library. Twilight was inside, she could feel it. Her ears peered across the large room, Twilight not in sight. But she was somewhere. She flapped her wings again, hovering over towards the bedroom door, likely where Twilight was. With another experimentation, she gently tapped the door. It opened as a result, Twilight not locking it. Rainbow Dash entered the bedroom. She could see Twilight drooping on the bed, like she had given up. She wasn’t happy, neither miserable. “Hey Twilight,” Rainbow Dash cheerfully started, getting closer. Twilight grumbled in response, only moving her head a bit. She heard every hoof of Rainbow Dash’s colliding with the floor, getting closer. When the pegasus stood high above her to the next of her, she saw her inevitable defeat. “Just take me.” The purple body was just lounging on the bed, not really moving. Twilight had given in, it seemed. “What?” Twilight sighed. “Let’s just do this already.” “Ah,” Rainbow Dash gleefully replied, figuring out the truth, “You’re kind of doing it wrong though.” “Fine,” Twilight nonchalantly gave in, turning her body over, “Come on.” Rainbow Dash scrunched up her eyebrows. “Uh... what are you doing? You’re still doing it wrong.” “Then how do we do this?” Twilight grumpily replied, getting impatient. “Here,” Rainbow Dash proclaimed, picking up Twilight. She was a little heavy, no matter. With her hooves, she twisted Twilight around so her head was at the pillow, before she lifted her up to pick up the quilt. Placing Twilight back on the mattress, Rainbow Dash promptly put the quilt over her afterwards, before climbing in to the side. With a sigh, she placed her hoof around Twilight, pulling her closer. “Uh... what is this?” Twilight rightfully asked, rather confused. This wasn’t sex... was it? “You know, I’m so glad you changed your mind,” Rainbow Dash went on, ignoring the question, “Can you believe some ponies believe I want to sleep with them? I mean sleep sleep with them. It’s nice to see you know what I meant.” Twilight browsed her eyeballs around, not sure of what was going on. “Uh... what?” Rainbow Dash slowly creaked her head towards Twilight, the unicorn blatantly confused. “Wait... what did you think was going to happen?” She backed up a bit, a little afraid. She think she knew the answer. “Well...” “You thought I wanted to have sex with you?” Rainbow Dash finished for her, getting irritated fast. She groaned, pulling back her hoof from around Twilight. “Really? Another one?” Twilight, logically, didn’t have a clue of what was going on. “What?” “I don’t want to have sex with you Twilight,” Rainbow Dash half-heartedly replied, “I want to sleep with you. There’s a difference.” “No there isn’t,” the unicorn humbly stated. “Uh, yeah there is,” Rainbow Dash backfired at her, “There’s sleep, and then there’s sleep sleep.” “So what exactly is going on?” Twilight asked, getting confused again. Rainbow Dash sat up in the bed, rubbing her head with her hoof. “You think I’ve wanted to have sex...” “Didn’t you?” Rainbow Dash sighed. “No.” Twilight now sat up too, not realising the gravity of the situation. “But... you’ve kept asking me to sleep with you.” “Yeah,” Rainbow Dash hastily replied, turning to face Twilight, “Actual sleep. Not the other kind.” Twilight furrowed her eyebrows, still a little confused. “But what about Pinkie?” “What about her?” “She said you were the perfect mare to sleep with.” “Well yeah,” Rainbow Dash exclaimed, chuckling, “Because I’m awesome.” “So she wasn’t telling me to have sex with you?” “No,” Rainbow Dash blankly replied, “Because she knew what my offer really was.” Twilight almost whimpered, not believing it. Was this... true? “Well what about Applejack? A roll in the hay?” Rainbow Dash laughed just remembering the memory. “Ah yeah. We slept in the barn that night, and our bodies rolled around at some points. So it was true... in a way.” “And Rarity?” Twilight asked weakly. “She thought the same thing you have.” She slammed her head again with her hoof. “I really should have seen this coming.” “But she could tell about my... situation.” “And what’s that?” Twilight flushed, remembering what she initially wanted to do... with Rainbow Dash... in her bed. “Oh... uh...” Rainbow Dash could tell from Twilight’s facial expression alone, and from experience, what the issue was. “Oh...” she mumbled, knowing what it was. The Dash wasn't the harbinger of virginity then. Rainbow Dash’s grin grew to a smug proportion, leaning back onto the pillow, proud of the idea alone. With her hoof, she extended it once more and wrapped it around Twilight, bringing her closer. “What are you doing?” Twilight asked, still blushing. “I’m going to sleep with you,” Rainbow Dash proudly said, only closing the distance between the two. “What?” Twilight blurted out, her cheeks on fire a bit, “But... it’s the middle of the afternoon.” She found an excuse. A poor excuse. “So?” Rainbow Dash shrugged off, “Hasn’t stopped anypony before.” Twilight was speechless. Rainbow Dash wasn’t after sex, she had misinterpreted the whole thing. She wanted to sleep with her. Actually sleep with her, cuddle, hold her. Why couldn’t she say or do anything? Why couldn’t she reject her one more time? Why did she coil her hooves around Rainbow Dash, the two of them brought together in a cute cuddle? She must have been crazy. Rainbow Dash brought up one of her hooves, brushing the back of Twilight’s head with it. “You see?” she said calmly, “Isn’t this great?” Twilight didn’t say a word, but the answer was yes. Rainbow Dash knew Twilight felt the same as well. The two of them were locked together in the bed, Twilight beginning to close her eyes. Rainbow Dash continued to comfort Twilight, feeling herself start to drift off too. The Dash finally got what she wanted. She got to sleep with Twilight. Author's Note The Dash gets what she wants in the end. You will succumb and give her a snuggle. You will sleep with her. Did you take this seriously?
